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to hold your hand in mine +18 (shuri x riri)

riri has a fear of drowning, and shuri wants to help, but she finds it’s more of riri’s guilt thats haunting her.

riri centric, i could write essays about this woman 🫶🏽

this is more so a character and relationship study piece i’ve been dying to write for these cute lil lesbians for a very long time. healthy black lesbian relationships mean a lot to me so i had to write them again!! this is more so angsty than most of my stories so expect that! (queen ramonda is alive, namor is dead)

warnings; established relationship, descriptive nightmares, LOTS of survivors guilt, thoughts of death, panic attacks, fear of death and drowning, talks of death, small argument and slight miscommunication, lots of crying, heavy feelings of guilt, protective! shuri/ strap on sex, slight hair pulling, soft core sex, more crying, overstim, pet names, first time, praise kink, communication.

song inspo: ceilings by lizzy mcalpine (please go listen!)

dedicated to all the shuriri lesbians/sapphics out there, i see you and understand you 🫶🏽

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riri wakes up with a jolt, the air flying out of her lungs, gasping deeply, as she grounds herself on the bed, squeezing the sheets between her hands. she squeezes her eyes shut, trying to count back from 50 like her therapist said, but her ears are still ringing, her eyes are still burning, she can still hear shuri, “mama! mama, wake up, wake up!” and it’s too much.

she shudders, still trying to count, finding the kimoyo beads shuri gave her on her wrist and toying with them, just to feel something to calm herself. griot alerts, “is something wrong, ms williams?” and riri blinks, looking down and letting out an uncomfortable laugh, “no, no, i’m fine. sorry to wake you… well, i guess you don’t sleep,” she says softly, moving the sheets away from her legs and sitting on the edge of the bed and shaking her leg.

griot starts, “do you want me to call the panther for you?” and riri’s stomach aches, her head ringing, “no! no, no, i’m seriously fine. do not call shuri,” she reiterates and griot speaks again, “your heart is pacing at 132 beats a minute and it appears your REM schedule has been disrupted. it seems… did you have a nightmare, princess?”

angrily, riri takes the beds off and sets them on her dresser, it’s too many questions she can’t answer right now. she walks away, heading to her bathroom and running some cool water to calm herself down.

she had been having the same nightmare for over three months now. she’s always drowning, it starts, all the water from the ocean feels like it’s sat on her chest and she can’t move. her eyes aren’t open, but she can see and her brain is unresponsive and nothing makes sense, expect the queen. the queen of wakanda, someone she barely knows is rushing towards her, holding her softly and pulling her to the light. she can feel it on her skin, and she knows someone is giving her CPR because the weight on her chest is a softer one, one of hope and love that wants her to wake up. she never does though, her eyes still closed and even the queen isn’t awake. but she still feels everything, she hears shuri screaming and crying and it tears her up inside, she feels like she’s dying, it’s awful—

riri blinks, the tears in her eyes falling into the sink of running water. she looks in the mirror, when did she start crying? she frowns, wiping her tears away with wet hands and cutting off the light once more, walking in the darkness to her bed. she looks at the clock on her dresser, 4:18 am, and sighs, laying back down and looking at the ceiling.

her thoughts are loud, i can’t breathe, i hate this, i miss shuri, why doesn’t she hate me, why am i alive— and she stirs to her side, closing her eyes and trying to calm herself. her kimoyo beads go off, the only chime it could be being shuri and she turns over to read the message.

shuri : my love, griot says your vitals are spiked are you alright?

riri frowns again, exhaling a deep breath as her tears form once more, why are you worried about me, hate me and make this easier, please —

you: i’m fine, just had a bad dream.

shuri’s response is immediate, do you want to come home? tell me about it?

riri bites at her lip, home, home and safe with shuri, home with the queen and throne room she got drowned in, home with the mother she nearly killed, who almost died trying to save her, you: no, it’s fine.

shuri types again: i’ll be there in the morning.

riri groans, knowing there’s no way to convince shuri she’s fine and rolls over, accepting it. it makes her heart flutter though, to know that shuri loves her that much, but the fluttering ultimately stops when she’s overcome with guilt. why? why does shuri love her? she can’t fathom it, it was so strange to get that long paragraph in the middle of the night four months ago of shuri’s undying love for her. riri remembers staring at the message for so long, hoping to wake up and never see it again.

her therapist says her guilt is making her feel unlovable, like there’s no way someone can be with her and love for who she is and riri always argues that it makes sense! how could shuri love her; she’s the reason the city flooded, the reason namor wanted to kill the queen in the first place, the reason shuri is the queen now! all because she wanted some fucking extra credit? shuri should’ve let her die, she always concludes.

her eyes feel full once her tangent ends, her poor sheets being picked apart at her hands. riri knows there’s no way she can tell shuri any of this, shuri would just make it worse telling her that riri wasn’t at fault and that she had no way of knowing, but what if she did? how convenient is it that a government official ordains her work and accepts it from MIT? it was right in front of her face, she just chose to look away, she’s so fucking stupid—

her beads go off again, shuri: please call me.

her heart is heavy, she can tell shuri is worried and only one of them needs to be awake right now. she calls her on the phone, it ringing once before shuri picks up, “hi, sthandwa, are you okay?” her accent melting over the phone. riri smiles sadly, eyes wanting to spill over, “yea, i’m fine, i told you— just a nightmare.”

shuri picks it up quick though, “you sound like you’ve been crying,” and riri groans inwardly, damn shuri and her intuition. “well, i haven’t, so,” she snaps back, and shuri sighs. “riri,” and the soft call of her name makes her heart ache, she’s squeezing her sheets again, and closing her eyes to brace herself. “you can tell me, you know? i’m always here for you,”

yeah, why? why can’t you just fucking hate me? “i’m literally fine, shuri, now go to bed, you have to be up in the morning to come get me,” riri jokes slightly, trying to move in from this topic as fast as possible. shuri sighs out a laugh, “i will, but i was worried about you. you haven’t slept with your beads on in so long and the one time you do, griot tells me your heart is pacing and you woke up so suddenly, it just reminded me of a not too long ago.”

riri sighs, she had stopped sleeping with her beads in bed so shuri wouldn’t have a track record of the three months of nightmares and waking up to she’s been going through. the first time she did leave them on, shuri was on top of her health just like now; asking questions and checking on her. so she stopped— and she knew it hurt shuri’s feelings, her kimoyo beads being an extension of her love for her all the way in wakanda, so they can always be connected and close to one another— but riri couldn’t do it, she’d have them on all day and when she slept shuri would know, she’d know about her guilt and it would kill riri to think shuri could find out. “yeah i know, it was just another nightmare, im seriously fine,” riri wants to get off the phone, shuri’s voice so close to her and how caring she is makes all of riri’s body ache.

she hears another sigh from her girlfriend, “okay.. i’m choosing to believe you, love, but please. if there’s anything you need—” riri cuts her off, “yes i know, shuri, i’ll tell you. now go to bed so i can see you in the morning, okay?” she can see shuri’s smile who finally agrees and whispers an ‘i love you’ and riri whispers it back, hanging up and sighing. she looks up at the ceiling, tears spilling over into her bonnet and she once more picks at the sheets and shakes her leg.

shuri’s at her dorm, dora milaje and all, at 10 in the morning. riri had already accepted she wasn’t going back to sleep that night and had decided to stay awake and pack. she got a run in around campus, leaving her beads once more, then decided to get breakfast while she wait on shuri.

when they finally meet at riri’s dorm, shuri pulls her into a deep kiss, rubbing up her back and keeping her close. the inches between them makes shuri dip down a bit to do so. riri wraps her arms around shuri’s neck, smiling into her mouth. she pulls away first, “hi,” she says softly, their foreheads touching. shuri smiles down at her, eyes flashing between her lips and eyes, “hi, my love,” and riri wants to double over, shuri’s nicknames might be the death of her one day.

they’re escorted to the jet quickly, everyone at MIT not even surprised the queen of wakanda was here once more to get her girlfriend. they sit close to each other on the plane, riri’s head on shuri’s shoulders as okoye flies steady to wakanda. shuri whispers to her, “did you go back to sleep after i called you?” and riri looks up and nods, “yeah,” and it’s obviously a lie, she knows she looks exhausted, all from crying, not sleeping, and jogging in just the span of 6 hours.

shuri frowns, “you clearly didn’t, we’ll take a nap once we get back,” and riri wants to hide her smile in shuri’s shoulder, playing with her hand as her body heats up. shuri was always so attentive to riri, always making her take care of herself. you don’t deserve it though, her thoughts creep through and she sighs, closing her eyes, just wanting a small moment of peace. she feels shuri stroke her cheek in her hand and okoye announces they’re very close to home.

riri bites at her lips before it slips out, “how’s your mom?” she whispers lowly and shuri smiles a bit, some sadness on her lips, “doing well. she’s still sleeping,” she says back and riri nods, not wanting to push the boundary any further. queen ramonda’s coma was nearly three months old at this point and even with all the wakandan tech in the world and riri’s help, she still slept, breathing deeply and laying silently.

riri remembers when she woke up first, coughing up water and still hearing screams despite her ears full. the queen was breathing, kimoyo beads shining a bright green to show she was alive, just not awake. shuri rushed to her side and aided her immediately, shaking her and giving her cpr, nakia trying to answers shuri’s screams of “why won’t she wake up?!” as fast as she could. okoye came to riri’s side, holding her and asking her if she was alright but riri couldn’t think; why wasn’t the queen waking up? why did riri wake up and she didn’t? namor speaks amongst all the terror, “shuri. you’re the queen now, take responsibility for your actions,” and he points to riri who sits, frozen, before she looks back at the queen, beads still bright with no sign of her waking up.

she shudders at the memory, tucking her forehead deeper into shuri’s shoulder who leans against her, “you can see her, yknow,” she whispers quietly and shuri’s offered it before but riri feels her chest heave, the weight of seeing the queen again pulling her entire body lower into the ship, “no, i’m— im okay, yknow i don’t do good in hospitals,” and she isn’t completely lying, she really does hate all the medicine and iv bags and such, just reminds her of when she was younger. and shuri nods, completely understanding and loving, and it makes riri feel sick.

okoye speaks, “your highness, we are home,” and riri is grateful she doesn’t have to talk anymore. she gets up to look out the window, the city is still fixing itself, some water still be flushed out and some homes demolished and riri shudders and walks away from the window and sits back down. shuri holds her hand once more, “do you want to work in the lab today?” and she nods, knowing she’d rather be distracted than anything. shuri smiles when riri does and the plane lands. she stands first, “but we’ll get some rest first, yeah?” and riri looks into her eyes, tiredly, and nods.

many of the dora milaje grab riri’s luggage and she tries to help to mostly avoid sleeping with shuri but shuri reassures her that it’s fine. they walk down the corridors and pass the lab before riri stops, “one quick project before?” she says slightly smirking, knowing shuri really couldn’t resist. she turns, sighing with a fond smile on her face, “…one. just one,” she reinforces and riri nods and laughs, a genuine noise she hadn’t heard from herself in a minute.

they walk in together, doctors and scientists alike greeting them and shuri walks them over to her side, moving some of her past projects. riri sees another two, three sets of kimoyo beads, but a slimmer, slicker style. she rolls up her sleeves and finds some goggles, “what are these?” she asks, looking at the different styles. shuri turns, gloves and goggles on and smiles a bit sadly, “i was working on making a different design for you, i figured you couldn’t sleep with my original version of beads because they were too big,” she says and kisses riri’s forward before walking past her to get another pair of gloves.

riri sighs, she knows, god fucking dammit, she knows how much it hurts shuri to keep her out, but she can’t afford shuri knowing. she really can’t, “oh, thank you,” she says quietly and shuri comes to back to her smiling and handing her a pair of gloves.

one project turns into five and before they know it, the sun is setting low over the city and shuri and riri have been up and working since they arrived home.

shuri practically forced riri to go and get some food with her, which usually results in shuri leaving with a huff, grabbing some food for the both of them and feeding riri bites as she works. riri of course does the same thing, missing her mouth sometimes because of her height which shuri then promptly makes fun of. they laugh and work together, riri’s mind finally at ease with her thoughts.

it’s only when shuri’s beads go off, griot reminding her she has her daily visit with her mother in fifteen minutes. riri stills, looking at her, “you— you can go, i can finish up in here,” she says and shuri looks at her, words so clearly ready to be said but instead she purses her lips and smiles, “we’ll get some rest after i come back,” and she says it like she won’t let riri stay up any longer, leaning forward and kissing riri’s forehead once more. the contact makes riri smile, tilting up and connecting their lips instead. shuri smiles against her mouth, pulling away before riri distracts her once more. she walks away with another quick kiss and another before finally leaving, riri alone in the lab with googles and tracksuit still on.

she sighs, taking off her goggles and gloves, fiddling with her beads once more. this time griot doesn’t alert, probably adapting to the fact that she likes to mess with it rather than something being wrong. but instead she speaks, “hey griot?”

the system alarms, “yes, princess?” and she bites her lips again, “how long was shuri working on her newest kimoyo beads?” and she knows griot knows. he speaks after a second of calculating, “around 25 days,” and riri’s body floods with guilt, shuri had been working so had to make her accommodations since she’s known about her nightmares. she sighs out, “is there something wrong princess?” and she shakes her head, trying to steady her heart.

“princess, your heart is beating rather fast, should i call the panther?” and more guilt rises, “no, she’s — she’s with her mom, i’m fine, i just need some rest.” riri repeats once she thinks about shuri long enough, sighing and walking out of the lab. shuri is coming out her mothers room, smiling and she looks up at riri, “oh, you’re done? ready for bed then?” and riri steadies her heart and fakes a smile, nodding.

they head to shuri’s room together, hand in hand and riri speaks first, “how was your mom?” and shuri smiles, “good. she talks in her sleep, so sometimes she responds.” and riri smiles and laughs a bit once shuri does too, trying to keep the wave of guilt down in her throat. they reach shuri’s room fast, the bed made and some clothes on it, pajamas riri notes.

shuri speaks, “i figured you’d want to wear mine since you keep taking them anyways,” she says and riri smirks and faces her, “you’re just mad i look better in them,” and shuri laughs, hugging her from behind, kissing her scalp, “maybe. i don’t even wear them anyways, so, mutually beneficial relationship,” she mumbles and riri smiles sadly, holding on her forearms. shuri stays there a bit, like she knows riri needs it, which riri does, so she’s grateful, and then pulls away, the safety of her leaving riri sighing, “i’m going to get ready for bed,” shuri says and riri nods.

once shuri walks off, riri undresses and envelopes herself in shuri’s clothes, the scent of her girlfriend surrounding her and making her smile. she walks into the attached bathroom with shuri, who’s brushing her teeth, and smiles at her in the mirror, seeing that riri’s toothbrush was still here. she starts as well, leaning against shuri and eyes closing slightly, the lack of sleep she got finally catching up to her. shuri’s saying something to her but her eyelids are heavy and she can barely hear her. “riri,” shuri whispers and she looks up, blinking and toothbrush still in her mouth. “i was saying come on before you fall asleep at the sink, love,”

riri nods, complacent enough to just listen and spits, rinsing her mouth and leaning her head in shuri’s shoulder, who laughs and leads her to her bed. riri falls first, on the left side like she normally does and shuri pulls the covers over her, laying on her right side and cuddling up next to her. riri settles on her collarbone, sighing out a small “goodnight,” and shuri kisses it back on her forehead. riri really doesnt want to go to sleep, she knows she’ll have another nightmare, but her body is exhausted, she can’t move. she hopes tonight will be the one night she doesnt.

her eyelids slide shut as she feels shuri’s breathing on her face and it calms her down, her body finally shutting down.

and she’s dreaming again. and again, there’s no light, she’s surrounded by complete darkness. she feels the water on chest, filling her ears and surrounding her skin, and it’s a lot but this is the mild part. she’s waiting, she knows what happens next— the queen comes to her and saves her but it doesn’t help either of them. she knows this and expects it.

but no one comes. her body is sinking lower and lower into the endless sea, and it’s getting darker and darker and the amount of weight of water increases more and more until she feels it flooding her body, filling in every crevice and invading her mind. she tries to move, maybe even open her mouth and scream out for help but her body is stiff, like she’s already accepted this is it. and maybe she has— “riri,” maybe it’s better this way, maybe the queen got out and the real problem was just her and everyone knew she was just dead weight, her stupid fucking extra credit, “riri!” maybe she was left behind for a reason, maybe—

“riri!”

and she opens her eyes, gasping and sitting up, clutching at the t-shirt on her chest, eyes wet and mind reeling. she breathes hard and looks around, this wasn’t her dorm, where was she—?

“ri—” shuri’s voice stirs her, hand on her shoulder and she locks eyes with her confused and still breathing hard, “riri, you were— you were crying, and you wouldn’t wake up, what happened? are you alright?” and shuri’s holding her steady, hands on her shoulders and waiting for a response as riri breathes. she can’t speak just yet, she needs to feel something, she needs something between her fingers.

shuri sees riri’s hands picking at the sheets and picks them up in one of hers, holding them tight and bringing her back down. she’s uses the other hand to pull riri in her chest and keeps her there, holding riri’s two hands in one of hers. shuri shushes her, whispering as riri blinks away her nightmare.

shuris hand in hers calms her. she squeezes, once then twice and shuri repeats the motion. it settles her heart, and she breathes slower and slower as time passes. once it’s finally over, riri hides away in shuri’s chest, eyes wet and full and mumbles out, “i’m sorry,”

and shuri gapes at her, no tension or anger in her voice but all confusion, “for what?” and riri sniffles, still hiding, “for.. for scaring you, i guess,”

shuri sighs, “you had a panic attack, you shouldn’t apologize love,” and she says it like it’s a simple understanding and riri nods like she gets it but it doesn’t matter, she still feels sorry and completely useless, like some type of anchor shuri has to carry around now.

shuri speaks again, “can you… can you tell me what you were dreaming about?” and it’s said softly, shuri knowing she’s treading in the water that riri was both afraid of and never wanting to cross. she shakes her head in shuri’s chest and shuri sighs again, “riri, i… i want to help you, my love, please tell me how.” riri’s body heats up with embarrassment. she shakes out of shuri’s embrace and wipes her face, “there’s nothing you need to do,” she whispers harshly, getting up and heading towards the bathroom.

shuri frowns at her in the bed, slightly grabbing her wrist and keeping her there, “what do you mean, ‘need to’? i want to help, you just had a panic attack in your sleep so im worried—” riri cuts her off with a jolt of her shoulders, “don’t. shuri, stop it,” shuri’s eyebrows lower and riri avoids eye contact, trying to keep all the tears and word vomit in her head. her thoughts are begin, see? all you do is stress her out, every since you met it’s completely useless in telling her, you’d just cause more trouble, “look, just.. just let it go okay?” she whispers once her thoughts get too loud, and she means it literally, but her subconscious knows she means it over all too; she wants shuri to let her go, to stop worrying and keeping her around its so fucking useless—

“no.” her girlfriend replies, standing and moving riri around to look at her, “i don’t know who’s told you what, but i want to help you, love, i won’t let it go. you’re my girlfriend and i love you, so please, tell me.” and it’s a hushed promise in the night that has riri blinking away tears more and more before she can’t do it. her entire chest feels like the world is on top of it, she can feel every breath she takes spiking her lungs and it’s torture. some tears spill while she’s looking everywhere but shuri’s face, but a gentle hand guides her back to it, shuri looking at her with encouraging and loving eyes, and riri breaks.

her whole body heaves in, eyes spilling over and she falls forward, shuri enveloping her with ease and love, holding her steady as riri just sobs. it’s completely ugly and loud and embarrassing but she can finally let it go, and shuri doesn’t say a thing, she hold riri tight, not tight enough to restrict her lungs— as riri’s breathing heavy and hard— but tight enough to let riri know she’s right there.

and riri accepts it; squeezing at shuri’s back and holding her tighter than she’s ever held her before, her eyes stinging and lungs burning as she sobs quietly. “i’m— im so sorry, i’m such a fucking idiot, i’m sorry—” riri’s mumbling out, and shuri pulls away, wiping her face, shaking her head, “no, you have nothing to apologize for, my love, it’s fine—”

and for cuts her off, shaking her head and still holding on to her hands, “no, no it’s not fine, i— i hurt you, and your family, and your mom— fuck, it’s all my fault, my stupid fucking project, the only reason namor was here was because of me, shuri, it is my fault, i— i’m sorry,”

and shuri gasps a bit, finally understanding. riri had felt like she was the reason for all of this— her mom, the city, the war they had, shuri becoming the black panther in the first place. she had been struggling with this guilt all this time and didn’t even say anything. shuri’s heart broke, how could she not have know? she blinks, there’s not time to feel sorry for herself, she thinks and gathers herself, still wiping riri’s tears and holding her close. “riri,” she whispers softly and riri hiccups and sobs, before breathing steady and look at her, eyes red and body still shaking.

shuri smiles sadly at her, “i know how you feel,” she says and riri frowns, not understanding. shuri continues, “i know the guilt and blame you feel for not doing something sooner, for not knowing earlier. i know, my love. if i had known my brother was sick, i would have saved him,” she whispers the last part to riri alone and riri’s eyebrows raise a bit, eyes burning. shuri’s eyes fill a bit, “but i did the best i could with what information i had. i tried, love. i tried so hard. and you did too. you are, in fact, trying so hard to make it right, correct?”

riri starts to retort but shuri doesn’t let her get it out, “you are,” she answers for her, “immediately after what namor had done to you, to my mother, you helped me make my suit. you helped us develop the heat devices to dry him out, yes? you helped me because you wanted to, because you wanted to try and make it right,” riri starts to shake her head, to retort and not accept shuri’s reasoning but shuri keeps her still.

“you have nothing to feel guilty over,” she whispers, looking deep into her eyes, trying to convey the best she could. riri blinks, eyes still leaking and a small smile forms on her lips, “yeah?” she says softly and shuri nods again, smiling back, “i promise,” and riri actually, truly believes her.

riri sleeps all throughout the entire night after shuri wipes her faces and kisses her over and over again. she doesn’t dream, her mind just feels like it’s floating in a spacious peace for the night.

when she wakes up, it’s the first time she feels rested. riri doesn’t have the angst she normally does in her heart, and she doesn’t immediately start pulling at her sheets. she blinks a bit, fixing her scarf and sitting up, realizing she’s alone. she looks down at her wrist, “griot, where’s shuri?”

and it speaks, “with the queen. she appears to have woken up,” and riri’s body moves before she can think. she’s awake, she’s awake, i have to see her, thank her, her mind is reeling, brushing her teeth as fast as she can, and rushing out of the door. she gets to the queens room fast, the large golden doors starting back at her. riri’s hand shakes as she lifts it to knock, fingers tingling and she taps twice.

before shuri comes to the door, riri breaths in and out, calming herself. shuri opens the door, eyes wet and smile bright, “good morning,” and riri smiles, “hi,” she says softly, just looking past her. shuri laughs a bit, “oh right, you’re not here to see me, mother you’ve got riri more than i do, i can’t believe it,” and shuri’s joking and riri hears it, a soft, quiet laugh from queen ramonda as shuri steps aside, revealing the queen.

riri’s heart almost breaks, she still looks so sweet, smiling and eyes low and obviously still waking up. she sat up, her hair in small twists and oiled, something she knew shuri would take the time to do. riri’s eyes nearly fill in seconds as she walks forward stuttering, “i’m— im sorry, and thank you, i’m so happy you’re awake, i’m so sorry, i—” and queen ramonda waves her hand, shaking her head, “child, you are safe. that is all i wanted, and you see? i am fine, stop saying sorry,”

and riri feels the way she did last night, ramonda felt like she was the last word, when she’s finally at her bed, ramonda takes riri’s hands in hers, pulling her close. and riri leans in, blinking and crying softly, “you make my daughter so happy, riri. and i knew she’d have someone to look after her, if not me,” and riri nods, wiping her eyes and smiling and shuri pipes in, “you never told me that, did you know riri and i were dating before then? because we werent,” she says looking at the both of them, sitting at the edge of the bed.

“ah, a mother always knows,” she smiles out and riri bites her lip, “that’s… that’s okay, right? like do i need your permission or anything?” and she means it honestly and ramonda laughs, “no, you’re both grown, shuri knows what she wants and i’m sure you do too. no need to ask for anything my love, you have a home here,” and riri nods, smacking her lips once she hears shuri mumble, “i said that too,”

the rest of the morning is spent talking. ramonda tells shuri of the dreams she had. how she spent time with her husband and saw her brother in law. t’challa had visited her a couple of times as well and shuri would tear up and squeeze her hand. the three of them talked for hours, well into the afternoon, and griot had to alert one of the scientists to bring the three of them lunch, as they hadn’t even eaten.

ramonda was up and moving after her second check in during the midday, smiling and laughing as her legs wobbled a bit as she got used to walking again, shuri there all the way helping her. it made riri happy, some of the guilt she still felt in the back of her brain fogged away with joy and forgiveness, finally happy and clear minded.

and shuri was next to her and ramonda the whole time, holding her hand when riri wasn’t sure if she should ask a question and encouraging her to talk. ramonda did the same, listening sweetly and nodding along as riri spoke, cooing her and coaxing her to open up about her nightmares and she always reassured her, “i would have saved you in every lifetime, you should not feel guilty about that,” and riri always smiles, playing with her hands that eventually become shuri’s instead.

the day ends quickly, doctors and scientists aided queen ramonda to her actual room, shuri helping her there. riri stays behind a bit, watching softly before ramonda turns to her, “you take care of yourself, alright?” and riri feels her eyes weld up again and nods, shuri smiling at her.

riri walks to shuri’s bedroom lightheaded. she plays with her kimiyo beads, this time not anxious but just pleasantly bubbly. she giggles a bit when she sits back down on the bed. she’d normally dread this part of the day, heart heavy and brain nervous about going to sleep but she just feels… content.

shuri comes in a moment later while riri’s deep in thought. “hey, are you alright?” and riri smiles and walks to her, opening her arms and pulling her into a deep hug, smiling hard into her neck. shuri of course accepts it, pulling her close and laughing a bit, “what?” shuri whispers and riri pulls back to look at her, feeling all the love in the world.

she shrugs a bit shy, “just… thank you, i guess. and i’m sorry i didn’t say anything, again, i was just—” shuri shakes her head, “it’s fine, i’m just happy you’re feeling better now, right? nothing else you want to say?” and riri shakes her head, tilting up to connect their mouths.

shuri accepts it quietly, holding her close and sighing into her mouth. shuri rubs up and down her back, and riri moans a bit, feeling shuri’s mouth overcome hers and it’s an amazing feeling, she pulls shuri closer to get more of it. riri’s head reels, suddenly light and fogged, shuri overcoming all of her senses.

riri pulls away first after she feels herself through her underwear, “sorry,” she whispers and looks at how wet shuri’s lips are, body hot. “for what?” shuri says back and riri shys up again, “i don’t know, we’ve never.. yknow done that, so i didn’t wanna push your boundaries,” she says and shuri’s eyebrows raise a bit, pulling riri close, “okay, well what are you comfortable with?” and riri sways a bit, biting her lip and glancing away, “i mean, whatever you’re comfortable with,”

shuri laughs a bit, “okay.. what do you want to do?” shuri emphasizes and pulls riri closer, mouths ghosting over each other, and riri flirts back, “what you wanna do,” she whispers against her mouth, them sliding against each other once more. riri moans a bit louder now, opening her mouth and leaning forward, running her fingers against shuri’s curls. shuri groans a bit when she feels riri tug and it causes riri to smile against her mouth.

they had talked about it, of course. sex wasn’t a conversation either of them strayed from, and they both agreed it’d be best to do it when they had the time and had the mind space for it, as they both took sexual intimacy very seriously. so, it doesn’t surprise riri at all that the time for it was when she finally clears her mind of all the anxieties she had been plagued with.

shuri leads them both to the bed, toppling over riri laughing all the way when they fall and disconnect for a bit. riri’s still in shuri’s pajamas, then just a bit long for her and shuri uses it to her advantage; pulling away from her mouth and kissing at her neck, a place she so rarely is. riri gasps against her, pulling at her curls again, feeling shuri groan against the small space between her ear and neck. it causes her to smile, “you like when i pull your hair?” she whispers,sultry, and shuri pulls away to look at her, pupils blown wide and lips wet, “i like when you do everything,” she says, honest and breathless and riri tries to stop her legs from crossing to hide her arousal. “yeah?” riri asks and shuri nods, sliding her hands underneath her night shirt, riri’s hot stomach connecting with her cold hands.

riri arches into the touch, sighing, and still holding onto shuri’s neck, “yes,” she speaks again, leaning down to kiss riri’s exposed skin. “i like when you’re honest with me,” she mumbles against her chest, pulling the shirt off, exposing her breasts, nipples up and waiting. shuri licks her mouth at the sight of her, “i like when your body is honest with me,” she sighs out, dazed, trailing her hands up to squeeze the skin between her fingers, riri gasping out a moan and closing her eyes and holding on to shuri’s wrists as they play with her.

shuri leans down more, kissing against her, “i love when you tell me what you want,” she says, moving everywhere but where riri needs her. she gets the hint quickly, “please put your mouth on me, shuri,” riri sighs out, eyes glossed over and looking deep into shuri’s. she nods, more for herself, and sucks on riri’s nipples, playing with the other in her hand.

riri sigh and tugs at shuri’s hair again, who groans and bites at riri’s nipples; riri bucking and moaning at the aggression. shuri pulls away, “was that okay?” and riri nods, breathless, “yeah, feels good..” she whispers and shuri nods, sucking on her skin once more, hands traveling lower and lower to slide riri out of her pajama bottoms. riri lifts her hips up to help, her underwear hot and wet between shuri’s wondering fingers. she tries to close them but shuri keeps one hand on riri’s thigh to keep them open, the other sliding up and down her underwear and her mouth still working on her nipples.

riri moans, “shuri… please,” and shuri nearly moans at the sound of riri’s begs. she nods, pulling away from her nipple with a wet pop, and completely focusing all her attention on her pussy, pulling her underwear down with a swift movement. riri’s practically leaking, shuri finds, her clit pulsing softly as she feels herself get stared at. riri moves her legs shyly, “shuri, don’t just stare,” she jokes but shuri takes it seriously, rubbing up and down her legs and looking at her with mesmerized eyes, “you’re so beautiful, nkosazana, i can’t help it, ” she whispers, kissing at riri’s legs and sliding her hands against her thighs. “so gorgeous,” she whispers into riri’s skin.

riri shuts her eyes tightly, the sight of shuri between her legs proving too much for her to handle. shuri kisses at her thighs and the crevices between them and her pussy, riri bucking against her to get some friction where she needs it. shuri takes the hint, kissing riri’s clit and making her gasp out a moan, hands between the sheets and the other attempting to cover her mouth and lessen her moans. but shuri’s mouth works on her likes she’s had riri before, like she’s done this a thousand times. shuri licks at her clit, sucking softly and using some of her panther strength to keep riri’s legs apart. riri moans, back lifting and hands gripping the sheets, “fuckkkk—!” leaves her mouth, eyes shut and eyebrows furrowed in pleasure.

and shuri smiles against her, sucking hard and sliding her fingers past riri’s entrance, one finger being able to push in because of how wet riri was. riri feels it, whining and sighing as shuri fingers her way in deeper, making room for the second finger and pushing through with ease. riri feels her clit begin to pulse under shuri’s tongue, skin prickling and pussy leaking, and it makes her gasp out wetly, “i’m— oh fuck, i’m cumming, shuri, shuri, i’m gonna cum,” and she lifts her hips to practically fuck on shuri’s face, who takes it all, moaning against her still keeping one hand on riri’s thighs to hold her open. riri’s eyes roll back and she tried to let out one more warning but she feels it, riri’s orgasm runs a marathon through her body, pussy leaking into shuri’s fingers and clit pulsing under shuri’s tongue, who doesn’t let up— she sucks and pulls on the uncovered bud, fingers still working diligently inside riri and riri groans, deep gasps leaving her mouth as she tries to move away in overstimulation.

shuri pulls away, sighing, removing her fingers and licking at her lips. riri’s body falls, exhausted and overworked as she comes down from her orgasm. shuri kisses on her thighs, moving her cum soaked fingers against her skin and riri finds her hand, holding it and squeezing. shuri kisses her way up to riri’s mouth, kissing her deeply and putting cum on riri’s lips. riri sighs and pulling her deeper in her available hand, the other letting go of shuri’s and put in her coils. shuri moans once her hand reaches there and she pulls away, “what else do you want, my love?” and she means it sincerely, kissing at her cheeks when she asks the question.

riri giggles, and asks sincerely, “you wanna fuck me?” and shuri gapes at her, laughing, “so explicit! Bast, you could have said that any other way,” she laughs out and stands, walking towards her closet, sliding off her own shorts. riri sits up, mind a bit fuzzy from her orgasm, “what i’m hearing and seeing, is a yes,” she jokes and sees shuri reach for her strap, shaking her head, “i suppose so since you asked ever-so sweetly,” and riri smiles, pulling shuri into a kiss when she comes back.

shuri kisses at riri’s mouth, moving around to find some lube before adjusting her boxers. riri disconnects their lips and watches as shuri moves around the strap. shuri leans down with her, still wanting to be connected and riri can’t help but smile against shuri’s lips, so happy to finally have a clear head and tended heart. shuri pulls away to look at her girlfriend, “what?” she asks sincerely and riri giggles, sighing and opening her legs once shuri touches her thighs and coaxing them open, “i’m just happy. i love you,” she mumbles back and shuri smiles, flashing a glance at her dick against riri’s pussy, then back at her eyes, leaning down once she’s completely lined up, “i love you too,” she whispers back and pushes, riri sighing and whining against shuri’s mouth.

shuri moves slowly against riri, bodies close and touching after shuri’s finally all the way inside riri, who’s gasping against shuri’s lips, “oh, fuckkkkk—” she moans out and shuri smiles a bit, kissing at her cheeks and riri’s hand finds hers, holding it and squeezing. she doesn’t move until riri nods, “move, please, baby,” she whispers and shuri nods, pulling out and pushing back in with a soft thrust. riri gasp, clinging to her forearms and groaning, shuri kissing at her neck again as she thrusts.

she whispers in riri’s ears, “does that feel good, love?” and riri nods and moans, unashamed and holding on. shuri leans up, angling herself at a different position and holding on to her waist and thrusting harder, lifting riri’s thighs a bit to get to her g-spot.

riri groans out, “fuck, fuck, fuck me right there shuri, please— unffffuckk—!” and riri’s body lifts, her thighs shaking under shuri’s touch and she sighs, holding on to them, “you gonna cum, my love?” she whispers and riri nods, eyes seared shut and small tears forming, “yeah, yeah, i’m gonna cum, fuck, make me cum shuri please, please— haaaa, im cumming, baby,—!” she gasps out and her body twitching and her hands ripping the sheets as she cums, pussy squeezing around shuri and her thighs still shaking. shuri’s thrusts come to a halt as riri finishes, shuri leaning down and kissing her, soothing over her thighs and slowly pulling out.

riri moans softly, accepting shuri’s kiss with a tired mouth and a fogged mind. shuri shuffles out of the boxers, sliding the strap away and pulling off of riri’s mouth, “do you need anything love?” and riri blinks up at her dazed and fucked out, shaking her head. shuri laughs a bit, kissing her deeply again before getting up to grab a towel and another shirt for riri to sleep in.

riri lays on shuri’s bed complacent and weak, body finally coming back to life after a while of rest. shuri comes back and kisses her again, helping her sit up and holding her, riri sighing into shuri’s mouth and wrapping her arms around her. she smiles against her mouth, kissing back softly. shuri pulls away first, “i love you,” she says again and riri says it back, eyes closed and heart full.

when riri wakes up, shuri is next to her. she feels light, her body is sore from the night before but all in all she feels amazing, like all the guilt and angst she felt had slipped away into the night.

shuri is still sleeping, breathing deep and her coils popping out her bonnet. riri giggles at the sight, tucking the stray ones in and leaning up to kiss her. shuri wakes up after the fourth kiss, sliding her hands against riris back and keeping her there, sighing into the kiss and moving along with her mouth.

she pulls away, “good morning, sthandwa, how did you sleep?”

and riri smiles, knowing she can finally and honestly say, “good.”

i love shuriri never forget it!! they make me so INSANE IM LOSING BRAIN CELLS OVER THEM i better see 5k edits of shuri and riri on tik tok in february 1st 00:01 EXACTLY!!

anways i hope you guys enjoyed. this story was very dear to me and it means a lot to talk and work through these serious topics with my favorite characters, give them the happiest of endings they deserve!! also the song above just led me to write it, it’s not actually important to the story but it’s a gorgeous song regardless

okay bye!! reblogs and replies are ALWAYS appreciated mwah mwah ❣️

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pantherheart · 9 months

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@shurixriri is now @pantherheart 👑🔧

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palettesofrenaissance · 11 months

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I REALLY need help running the ShuRiri blog @shurixriri

Someone who will help bring engagement, like posting interactive questions for followers or polls, or make shout outs

Someone to find posts and add to the queue

Just basically someone who loves Shuri and Riri

PLEASE HELP ME😫

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astoldbylanii · 4 months

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Ignorance

dealers!shuriri x black!reader

warnings: smut, cursing, reader has a kid

-------------- "Is everyone clear on instructions?" Your professor asked from the front of the classroom. There were whispers among the class but ultimately everyone answered yes. Prof. Diggs nodded, giving permission to start the project before he took a seat at his desk. He was your art teacher, as calm and chill as they come. He was one of your favorites considering he wasn't always jumping down his students throats.

As you finally started to get into the flow of your sketch, his phone rang. He picked it up, muttering a few words before he stood from his desk, clearing his throat.

"I have to run down to the front office real quick. Best behavior please, lord knows I don't need miss Mulligan asking about my teaching capabilities. Again." He said, throwing on his suits jacket and tightening his tie. "Until I come back, ask your neighbor for help and if they can't I'll answer your questions when I get back." He instructed, saluting goodbye before he left the room.

Immediately, the room was filled with chatter. You sighed, throwing down your pencil, your thought process now thrown off.

"What's wrong?" Your friend, Eden asked from beside you. She was already well along with her drawing. It looked like it was going to be of her late brother.

"This finna be hard as hell. You know I don't mess with that hyperrealism shit." You said, rolling your eyes as you picked up your pencil, twirling it around your fingers.

"Well, just draw someone but like, abstract. We're in the second semester, by now Diggs knows your style." She suggested, starting to blend her own piece at some points. You shook your head at her idea.

"Nah, he specifically said he wants it to look like he can touch the person. I don't know, I think I might just settle for a nice D at this point." You shrugged, staring at the circle on your page. You took the paper off, crumbling it in your hands and replaced it with a fresh one. After that you didn't pay any more attention to it, pulling out your own sketchbook instead.

"Shii, I could settle for some good D too." Eden joked, smacking your hand down when you playfully shoved her, laughing too. "I'm not kidding!" She said, glaring at you with an offended look when you continued laughing. She rolled her eyes, going back to her drawing as you went back to your sketch.

Some minutes passed by and you two sat there in silence, surrounded by chatter. You were looking for inspiration in your old works while she was focusing on her new one. You were confused when out the corner of your eye you saw her put down her pencil too. Thinking she might've been done already, you looked over to see it unfinished. But maybe that was the look she was going for. You went to ask about it when she spoke up first.

"Girl, who is that fine ass specimen walking towards us." She asked, gawking over whoever it was. You were sure they couldn't have been that good looking that she had to stop drawing, but you stood corrected when your gaze met Riri's. She had been surveying the room for you, and once the two of you made eye contact she started making her way up the stairs to you. "Wait why she coming up here? And why y'all staring at each other like y'all know each other? Wait, bitch, you know her?"

"Shhh!" You hushed, staring at Riri in shock as start to get closer to where you were seated. Why in the hell why she in your class? Much less in your building? You quickly fixed your shocked face when she stood in front of you, her hands in the pockets of her plain grey nike sweatsuit as she stared down at you. "The fuck is you doing here?" You whispered, looking around for any watching eyes.

"Since when you think it's ok to curse at me?" She asked, cocking her head to the side. You stayed silent, leaning back in your seat as you mugged her instead of apologizing. She chuckled down at you, obviously a little surprised at your attitude but she didn't mind it, knowing it'd be fixed in no time. "You haven't been answering our texts, mama."

"Yeah, I know." You said, rolling your eyes and going back to your sketchbook. Duh, why tf she staring the obvious like you don't know what you've been doing. You knew exactly what you were doing. Being petty. But ain't no way you was gon watch them sit there and talk to that girl and not react. This was you reacting, and they caused it so they can fix it.

Now you were starting to tick her off. You could tell you were. The way she rolled her tongue against her cheek as she looked down at you. The way her hand clenched up inside of her pocket. The way she softly scoffed under breath when your attention went back to your book. You could tell. It was because you knew how to piss her off. No eye contact, attitude, basically just being disrespectful. She was big on respect.

A hand came between you and your book and before you could stop it, it was snatched from your grasp. Your gaze snapped to her as you stood, trying to reach over the desk to grab the book but to no avail. She kept it out of your reach, using her free hand to grab your own, keeping you in place just from that grip. She leaned her head over your shoulder so her mouth was right by your ear.

"I don't know what you're trying to pull, but you're lucky your in class right now. When this class is over you're coming to The Palace. By then I want what ever you got going on fixed." She leaned away from your ear so you were face to face, looking you in the eye. "Or, I will fix it for you. Ok?" She warned, waiting for an answer. You nodded, though you changed to a verbal yes quick after you saw the look on her face. She smirked, pecking your lips before she pulled away. She caught sight of Eden, who's jaw had dropped at the affectionate action. Riri waved, knowing who she was to you before she took her exit, taking the sketchbook with her.

You assumed she took that for assurance that you'd actually show up at The Palace. She knew you rarely went anywhere without it.

Finally relaxing again with her gone, you slumped in your chair. You groaned, dragging a hand down your face as you thought about how the rest of your day was going to go. If God was on your side today, you'd still be able to crawl come tomorrow. But it was Friday. Meaning you didn't have class for the next couple of days meaning both Riri and Shuri were less likely to take pity on you. Damn you fucked up. Why couldn't Riri have came on a Teusday?

"Bitch, you know Riri? Wait never mind, you fuck Riri? I couldn't tell that was her at first but you're with Riri? Wait a minute don't she got a girlfriend? And you bottom too? I knew you was just shit talking all them times you-"

"Eden!" You interrupted her, not enjoying the rant that was soon to come. "Yes, I'm with Riri. Yes she has a girlfriend, I'm with her too. Also no one needs to know about the whole bottom shit, you know? We can just...keep it to ourselves." You admitted, looking around the room for anyone that might've been watching the whole interaction. Why did she have to pull that in front everyone? She could've pulled you outside, texted you. You know what, maybe she did text, you had been ignoring her to be fair.

"We gon circle back to the bottom thing but girl you're with two fuckin drug dealers?!" Eden whisper-shouted but still you shushed her, not exactly fond of the idea of them getting caught. "I am shushing! How did you even manage to- wait how the fuck did she get in here?" She asked, looking around like she felt unsafe now.

"Girl first of all calm down. Acting like someone coming to kidnap your ass. They don't do that type of shit anyway. And that front office call was more than likely her so she could make her way up here. I also heard there was a tour or something today? She proli pretended to be apart of it." You answered, still stressed about what you were going to do after this class. You hoped it felt as long as English usually did, the longer you have to form a plan the better.

"Don't she go to MIT? The hell is she doing on Harvard campus?" Eden asked, but more to herself. For the first time since Riri left, she turned to look at you, seeing the nervous look on your face. "Girl why you shaking in your boots for? You bout to get your doonies beat down goodt. By two people! I'd be clacking my heels."

"I'm not even sure that's what's gon happen for real. That's what's making me nervous." You replied, taking your nail into your mouth to bite. Your best friend shrugged, going back to her painting.

"Well either way if you're not here next week I'll tell your teachers you had some sort of accident. Maybe one about your legs not working." She said, giggling to herself. You looked at her with a fake annoyed face, holding in the smile that threatened to show itself.

"You think you funny, huh?" ---------------- Finally, your last class was over. Usually you'd be happy but unfortunately it did not go by as slow as you had hoped. You had no plan. You'd have to go to The Palace.

"I still can't believe you ain't tell me." Eden said, packing up her bag. You rolled your eyes at her dramatics, hearing her sniff like she was crying. You swung your own bag over your shoulder, waiting for her to be finished.

"Girl please. Like you be telling me every person that be dicking you down every two to five business days." You scoffed. Eden paused her actions, lifting her eyes to stare at me.

"You ain't een had to do that." She shook her head, finally fitting that fat ass computer into that small ass bag. She threw her bag on and we started to head to the door. As soon as we turned into the hallway we were face to face with Riri. She had been posted up on the wall checking her watch. Eden looked between the two of us, quickly dismissing herself while wishing me good luck.

Ri watched her leave before turning back to me, pushing herself off the wall. She was in the same outfit from before, except now her gold chain was untucked, and you could see what shoes she was wearing. They were just some dunks, ones Shuri bought all three of y'all so we could be matching. Coincidently, you happened to be wearing yours too. Riri leaned in closer to me, You thought she was going to greet you with a kiss. At the last minute, she swerved her head, reaching out and pulling my book bag from off your shoulder.

Yeah. Deserved that one.

She pulled your bag over her own shoulder, reaching her hand out to grab yours and smiling when you took it.

"I see ya attitude fixed." She said, using my hand to pull me so I was walking in front of her, then dropping it. "For now anyways."

"How you even here? I'm sure you got classes or something." You asked, wrapping your arms around yourself when you made it outside. It had gotten colder since morning. You'd forgotten to check the weather again and were wearing a short sleeve shirt. It was a little big too, which made it easier for the win to blow through.

"I got my ways. You of all people should know that by now." She answered shortly, giving you just enough for it to pass as an answer. You felt a soft fabric touch your shoulders and looked behind you to see Riri now in a grey shirt, continuing to make sure her hoodie was covering your shoulders.

"Thank you." You smiled, sticking your arms through the sleeves of the sweater. You zipped up the hoodie, leaning into the girl as she wrapped her arm around your shoulder, now next to you. She leaned down to press a kiss to your temple.

"'Course, ma." She muttered, using her free hand to take her phone out. You sunk into her some more. As petty as you had been, you'd miss her. You'd miss them. Of course you did, but you still weren't happy about the girl. You knew, however, there was no competition. Riri and Shuri would never do that to you. It was just the mere fact that they had entertained her. That's the part that bothered you.

You went to turn into the parking lot, only to be pulled in another direction by Riri. You looked up at her confused, but followed her nonetheless. She led you to some field on campus where a group of white guys were hanging. Some throwing a football, others just sitting and talking. She went up to one of the ones that were sitting, snatching the phone out of his hand. Your eyes widened, stepping behind her a little as she dropped her arm from around you, using both hands to type on his phone.

"Yo! What the fuck?" He yelled, standing up so his height difference was apparent. Riri was unfazed, continuing to type something on his phone. You looked over her shoulder, only to see her stuck on his cashapp, he was signed out. Obviously she didn't know the boy's password.

"You owe me." She told him, muttering something else under her breath as she turned the phone to him. "5k."

"5- what?!" He gritted his teeth, glancing around to make sure no one heard what they were talking about.

"I supplied your entire party white boy. That's how much you and your frat bros snorted. Pay up." Riri demanded. One thing you were quick to learn about her, there were three things she didn't play about. One of those being her money. She was gonna get it one way or another and when the boy didn't move you had learned that today it was going to be another.

You could see Riri getting even more irritated than she already was about the payment being late in the first place. You saw her survey the place one last time before lifting her shirt just little, flashing something. You couldn't see it from behind her but the look on the boy's face told you what it was.

"Ok, damn." The boy agreed, snatching the phone. Riri dropped the end of her shirt, watching as he typed in the information. Soon he turned around the screen to face the two of you, showing that it was sent.

"Good, next time you do a deal with me again, have your money with you. I'm not doing no more after pay with you." She said, not waiting for a reply before she grabbed your hand again and started walking away.

She led you to a familiar foreign and flashy car, opening the door for you to get in and crawling in after you. You could see Okoye, their right hand women, in the driver's seat through the divider of the front and back of the car. You waved shyly and she smiled at you through the rear view mirror.

"I thought you wanted me to meet you at the club, not pick me up." You expressed with slight confusion in your voice. Riri finished typing some things on her phone, sliding it back into her pocket to give you her undivided attention.

"So now you wanna listen?" She questioned, doing the same tilt with her head that she always did when she was mad. So she was definitely still mad. Okoye voided her eyes of the situation after hearing Riri's words, sliding the divider closed. You looked down at your hands, picking at the fresh polish on your nails. Only looking up when you heard Riri snickering. "Clearly I had some business to handle, figured I'd might as well pick you up too. That way I knew you couldn't avoid us. Not that you could even if I didn't."

You rolled your eyes at her cocky behavior, pulling out your own phone from your pocket. You typed in some things, noticing Riri looking at your screen from her position. Dialing your sister's number, you put it up to your ear waiting for her to pick up. "Hey Bianca!" You greeted once it finally did.

"Hey y/n, what's up?"

"Do you have any plans for this weekend? I'm gonna be running a little late tomorrow night, but I don't want you to be staying up late if you do have something to do." You questioned, feeling slightly guilty to be asking this of her.

"No no, it's fine! He can stay longer, it's no problem." Kylie answered, you could practically hear the smile in her voice. Man she must love kids. Asante had been staying there for a week now. Bianca had practically begged for him to come over and spend some time with his cousins, of course you said yes. She didn't live far from you so it wasn't like he couldn't attend school, and you could seen him whenever you liked. He'd been staying there since Wednesday now.

"Ok, thank you so much! I'll send you guys more money for some food and stuff. Could you please put Asante on the phone?" You asked, deciding against ending this call just to call the 6 year old's iPad. The babysitter agreed, and soon you heard your son's voice.

"Hi mommy!" His preppy voice blared through the phone, making you slightly pull the phone away from your ear in surprise.

"Hey baby." You giggled out, putting the phone against your ear. "Mommy's gonna be a little late coming home tomorrow. Do you think you'll be ok? Bianca's gonna stay with you a little longer."

"Yes! I love Aunty Bey, she bought me a new toy car! Does this mean we can have pizza for dinner?"

"Yes, you can have pizza for dinner." You agreed, laughing at his celebrations over the phone. "Okay, when I take you home you can tell me all about school today. Call me if anything happens, okay? I love you."

"You can tell me about yours too! Love you mommy, bye bye."

"Bye, 'Sante." You sighed, hanging up the phone. You put your phone away, looking at Riri after feeling her eyes on you the whole time. "What?"

"Asante could always come to the house, if you want." She offered, not trying to pressure you. You shook your head, laughing at the suggestion.

"No, thank you. The boy hasn't even met you yet, love." You denied, rubbing your hand over her knee. Riri shrugged, throwing her arm to rest on the back of the seats.

"Who's fault is that?" She taunted, watching as you turned your head away from her. She used her hand to turn your head back to her, wanting you to see that she was serious. "Me and Shuri plan on making you a wife. We aren't going anywhere, y/n. We care about you, which means we care about Asante. But, he's your son, we're not going to pressure you into meeting him. Just know that we want to." She assured. You smiled, pulling her in for a hug which she graciously accepted, wrapping her arms around your waist and resting her head on your chest.

"Thank you."

It's not that you didn't want them to meet Asante, your feelings were growing stronger by the day. You didn't stop they'd ever stop growing, really. You were just worried. You didn't want your son hurt. Emotionally, you didn't want him to get attach only for them to not come home one day, a job gone wrong. Physically, they protected you already, and you knew they would protect him even more. But still, there was always room for human error, and you didn't know if that was a chance you were willing to take.

You loved them, but you would always love your son more. Who would you be to purposely put him in harms way for your own gain and comfort? Sacrifice was something you were used to when it came to Asante. But isn't that what mothers do? Then again, maybe there was supposed to be a certain balance. One that you didn't have. --------------- The Palace. It was their club, also their headquarters. It was protected and secured by all women bodyguards, Okoye being one of them. It was also where you met them for the first time, but that's neither here nor there.

You, Okoye, and Riri made your way through the entrance, the metal detector going off as you walked through, but no one said anything. Once you were inside, Riri pressed a small kiss to your head, making you turn to look at her questioningly.

"Go find Shuri, baby. I got something to handle real quick but I'll meet with y'all as soon as I'm done." She stated, signaling Okoye to follow her. You pressed a short kiss to her lips, wishing her luck with whatever she had to do. Then, both her and Okoye left your side.

You never felt scared to be alone in their club. You knew for a fact more than half of the guards were watching your every move, knowing they'd probably suffer consequences if anything happened to you under the roof of The Palace.

Anyway, back to the problem at hand.

You did not want to find Shuri. She was more than likely pissed. Just like you knew what made Riri mad, you knew what made Shuri mad. And one thing she hated was being ignored by anyone, and you were no exception.

There was also that fact that she was the harsher one out of the two. Usually, you could always pull one over with Riri. Talking back, rolling your eyes, smacking your lips, the whole nine yards. At least, for a while. After a certain amount of times she'd get mad too. But with Shuri, she'd be mad if she even heard you thinking about talking back.

You weren't scared of her by any means, you knew she wouldn't do anything to hurt you purposefully. Intimidated though? Oh yeah, 100 percent you were shitting your pants.

But their was no doubt Shuri had been alerted of your arrival and was keeping and eye out for you. So either she knew where your were and was on her way, or she was already here.

You sighed, excepting your fate as you made your way over to the stairs. She usually stayed on the upper two levels as they were more secluded and had some VIP sections. You climbed all the way up to the third level, hoping for some time to prepare yourself before she caught you.

Your hope was crushed when a hand wrapped around your throat, your back being pressed up against the wall behind you harshly. You were going to let out a panicked scream when your eyes met her familiar chocolate ones, a cocky smirk that her and Riri shared spreading across her face.

"My y/n." She greeted with a light smile, letting you catch a glimpse of the gold grills she wore today. You reached up to grab the wrist of the hang currently around your throat. Shuri noticed, loosening her grip just a little with caution. "What a surprise it is to see you here after what I think was-" She pretended to count on her free hand. "Right. Three weeks."

"It was actually two and a half weeks. Unless you rounded-" Your sentence was cut off when she tightened her grip once again, a silent warning that she was not in the mood for your slick comments today.

"Still a smart aleck." She observed. Her eyes trailed down your figure to take in your outfit, Riri's hoodie that was now open had fallen to an off the shoulder look, showcasing the cropped short sleeve you had on. Other than that, you just had on some simple ripped jeans with writing on them.

Her eyes returned to yours, a certain glint in her eye that made you nervous. Just like Riri had, she leaned in closer so that her lips were right next to your ear as she spoke, her tone sending shivers down your spine. "I want you to tell me why you think it is ok to ignore me. To ignore Ri."

Keeping your act up, your turned you head away so she wasn't right next to your ear. Shuri only chuckled at your defiance, taking the opportunity to mark up the now open side of your neck. The hand that was once around your throat moved down so it was on you hip, keeping you pinned against the wall as her lips trailed down, pressing light kisses to your neck that you knew would get harsher soon.

Shuri moved her head so she was in your line of sight again.

"Things haven't changed since you were gone. When I ask you something, you answer." She said, watching as you turned away from her again, crossing your arms. She took your chin in between her thumb and finger, forcing you to look at her. "What happened to my good girl, baby?" She asked, swiping her thumb over your bottom lip. For a second, you almost fell for it. But you snapped yourself out of it, ripping yourself from her grasp and quickly walking away from her before she could react.

You were confused when you didn't hear her footsteps following after you. She could easily catch up as you were still very in her line of sight. But soon your question was answered when Riri appeared out of nowhere, turning a corner and backing into the same position you were just in. Pressed against a wall.

"Such a fucking brat. Walking away when we're talking to you, talking back. What are we gonna do with you?" She asked rhetorically. She gave you a smile, letting her hand come up to pull at one of your hairs that had fallen out of the bun you made. Shuri came to stand next to her and you pressed yourself further into the wall, if that was even possible. Separately, you were willing to pull almost everything. But when the two were finally together, you knew better than to try anything.

Unfortunately, it was too late for anything else. You had to continue. Gots to see it through my boy.

You were gonna 'see it through' alright. ---------------- "Please, I came already." You whined, trying to push Shuri's head away as you came down from your high for the umpteenth time. Riri's hand grabbed yours, pulling them away while she kissed on your neck, trying to calm you down.

"Cum again." Shuri muttered, pressing a wet kiss to your overstimulated clit, chuckling when you jumped from how sensitive you were.

You three had been going at it for what felt like forever. After the whole confrontation, they drove you to their house, teasing you the whole way. Once you did get there, they spared no time getting you to the bed. Since then, it felt like you had done everything under the sun but stop.

Literally, everything. You'd lost count of how many times you'd came, but you knew for a fact it had to be in double digits. You could only imagine how you looked.

Hair frizzy, sweaty, tear stains running down your cheeks, cum around your lips that you were unable to wipe yourself. Riri and Shuri didn't bother to either, quite liking the look on you. You were exhausted, overstimulated, and clinging on to consciousness by a pinky toenail. But they never stopped. There hasn't been a break since you walked through the door.

At first, you were conflicted. You couldn't tell if you even wanted them to stop. It hurt so bad that it started to feel good. The pain blended in with the pleasure and you couldn't help but ask for more. But when you felt another one of Shuri's digits dip in for another round you knew something had to give.

"Okayyy, I'm sorry. Please." You begged, seeing your vision get cloudy as more tears appeared. Riri's voice came from behind you, you could feel her warm breath on your neck though you could barely make out what she was saying.

"Sorry for what, mama?" She pressed. All that came from you were mumbles of an apology as you still tried to break your hands from her grasp.

In the moment you weren't in a good position to realize it, but the fact that she could keep you pinned down with just her own strength was making you even more wet than you already were. Shuri realized though, smirking between your legs as she slowed down her pace.

Shuri used her free hand to push herself up from the bed, kissing up your body and over fresh marks until she met your tired eyes. "What are you sorry for?" She repeated, looking down at you with lidded eyes of her own.

You began to reply but only a groan left you when you felt her purposely angle her fingers at your favorite spot. "Hm?" She mocked, still waiting for an answer.

"M'm sorry for- fuck, sorry for ignoring you." You apologized, your head falling back onto Riri's shoulder as your eyes rolled behind your lids, feeling Shuri speed up once again, targeting that same spot. "Shit, Shuri please."

"Please what, baby?" She teased, tilting her head with a mock of confusion. You whined again, frustrated with her taunting.

She shared a look over your shoulder with Riri, who released your hands and started to pin down you hips instead. Your hands immediately flew out for something to ground you. The first things you could get your hands on being Shuri's wrist and Riri's hand.

"Do you want her stop or do you want more? You're confusing her baby." Riri added, watching closely at how your brows furrowed and your back arched when she applied the slightest amount of pressure to your abused clit, practically shoving you over the edge.

"Stop! I want her to stop." You mumbled, finally able to get your thoughts together enough to make a complete sentence. Having some pity, Shuri slowly dragged her fingers against your walls while she pulled out, curling them one last time just to see you squirm.

Just as slow, she brought them to her lips. Feeling both your and Riri's eyes watching her carefully, she decided at the last second that she wanted you to take them instead. She tapped them on your close lips, watching as you opened them to take in her coated digits.

Taking the sight in, she hums, obviously please with your obedience (as it did take a long time to get back). That was all the acknowledgement she gave you before she and Riri made eye contact over your shoulder again, and Riri's hand began to circle your bud again.

You whimpered, trying to back yourself into the girl to get away from her touch. They both ignored you in their own conversation about what to do with you, Riri keeping you in place while Shuri forced her fingers further down your throat, making you gag.

Suddenly, the feeling of Shuri was ripped from your mouth and replaced with Riri's tongue as they tried to distract you from the feeling of Shuri's slender fingers dipping back into your already sensitive hole. You immediately pulled away, already feeling yourself starting to ache.

"Shuriii." You dragged, watching as the girl lowered between your thighs again. She shushed you, placing a delicate kiss to your thigh, though dangerously close with your entrance.

"Just one more baby, I promise." She soothed, caressing the same thigh she had kissed with her free hand. "Can you do that for us, love?" She spoke softly, taking one of your hands in hers to kiss.

"You've been doing so good for us tonight, pretty girl. We just wanna make you feel good one last time, can you let us do that mama?" Riri coaxed from behind you, rubbing soothing circles on your stomach to calm you. Debating, you took Riri's hand in your other one, trying to relax yourself into her. "One more, we promise." She whispered, pressing a sweet kiss right under your ear.

"Okay." You agreed. Your words came out mumbled but they both understood you. Shuri smiled up at you, pressing another kiss to your thigh as a thanks before she joined her fingers that had never stopped moving.

The second her tongue makes contact with your clit your hands are fisting through her hair, pulling around the tight coils on her head.

There are a few more strokes of her tongue before she wraps her lips around your awaiting clit, your slick coating her tongue as she swirls it around your clit just before wrapping her lips around the bud.

Her fingers are buried deep inside of your cunt as she sucks your pulsing bundle of nerves into her mouth. There's a second where she sucks just hard enough to make your vision go white at the same time Riri decides to pinch and rub on the sensitive buds on your chest.

Feeling the coil in your stomach tighten, you let out a load moan when Shuri curls her fingers against your g spot one more time before you let go, clenching the sheets in your hand. Riri whispers sweet praises in your ear, rubbing soothing circles on your hips to calm you down while Shuri fingers you through your high, waiting for your legs to stop shaking before she pulls away, your essence coating both her fingers and lips.

She slipped the drenched fingers between her lips, licking your cum from between her fingers before leaning over your frame to trap Riri's lips in her own, who moaned at the familiar taste of you. Though you were drained, you still manage to keep your hooded eyes open long enough to watch them swapping your cum with each others tongues, eventually swallowing when they had enough.

"Are you ok baby?" Shuri checked, rubbing your side comfortingly. You nodded, sinking into Riri more as she rubbed your thighs. Shuri leaned down, pressing multiple kisses to your forehead, cheeks, and nose, making you laugh tiredly, pushing her away. She smiled, leaving you to go get some new sheets, clothes and something to clean you up.

"It wasn't too much, right?" Riri asked softly. Confused by the question, you craned your head to look up at her, not even wanting to attempt to move your bottom half. Riri had already been looking down at you. "I mean, you didn't pass out this time, but still, we didn't overdo it too much?"

"No, Ri," You answered, reaching up with one of your hands to smooth over her cheek. "It felt good, I promise. Even though there was one point where I was fighting for consciousness." You joked and she smiled, leaning down to press a kiss to the crown of your head. "To be fair though, it was supposed to be a punishment so I figured it wouldn't be all love making and soft caressing."

"Yeah, why were you ignoring us in the first place?" She questioned. You shrugged distractedly, running your thumb over her furrowed brow. "y/n, I'm serious." She said, taking your hand from her face and holding it in her's. You let out a dramatic groan. She was ruining the vibes.

"I got mad because y'all were talking to that bitch Ashley." You mumbled, playing with the hand that had took yours. Before she could even respond you continued on, defending your actions. "But I had a right to be mad, I mean y'all went into a whole ass private room with that chick. Without me!"

"Ok, first off, Okoye was in there so we couldn't have done anything, not like we would want to. We only talk to Ashley about business, that conversation wasn't any different. But, if it helps whenever we talk to her again, we'll make sure you're there too." She compromised and you agreed, thanking her. You two continued talking until Shuri returned with a wet cloth, some sheets, and new clothes.

And the night ended with a nice warm bath. Which you fell asleep in. ----------------

You groaned waking up to the sound of your ringtone. You stretched, feeling a certain weight on your chest. Looking down you saw Riri sleeping soundly with one hand up your shirt and on your boob, Shuri spooning her. You smiled at the sight, reaching over to your nightstand for your phone. You wondered how two supposedly high alert dealers hadn't woken up from the sound, but no matter.

"Bianca?" You mumbled, messing with the features on Riri's face. Two big and bag drug lords and yet they looked like puppies in their sleep.

"y/n, when are you coming to get Asante? No rush, because I'd keep him around forever if you'd let me, I just wanna have him packed up and ready to go." Your sister asked, you could hear your nieces and nephews running around in the background. You pulled the phone away from your ear, checking your phone and groaning once you saw how close it was to noon.

"I'll be there at like, one. I still have to shower and everything." You said, rubbing your hand down your face. You and Bianca chatted about some smaller things before she finally hung up, giving you time to get ready. You smiled at the two next to you, leaning down to press a kiss onto both of their lips, even though they weren't awake to respond to it.

You pulled Riri's strong grip off your titty. She was holding on it like a hungry newborn. You replaced yourself with the pillow behind you, slipping out of the bed, only for you to stumble into the nightstand when you did, startling both of them awake.

The two sprung up from their place as if they weren't just knocked with drool in the corner of their mouths, searching the room frantically until their eyes settled on you, who was currently using the nightstand to stand. They turned to look at each other, holding in their laughs. You glared at them, trying to keep yourself upright so they took your next words serious.

"Both of y'all shut the fuck up and come help me to the bathroom."

"We ain't een say nothing." Riri protested, though she swung her legs to the side, getting up to come help you.

"You ain't need to, your face said enough." You said, holding your hand up for her to help you. Riri disregarded your hand, her small frame bending down to toss you over her shoulder. "Riri!"

"You told me to help you, now you mad I'm helping you. You just acting like this cause we fucked ya lace front off and now you walking like there's an earthquake."

"Shut the hell up and take me to the damn bathroom, Riri!" You demanded, smacking her back and flipping off Shuri who watched on from her position in the bed, clearly amused. ----------------

BRING BACK SHURI AND RIRI X READER ALL 2024!! I'm jumping into the writing scene because i honestly miss the era where everything was about them, and i miss some of my fav writers😔✊🏾

anyways hope yall enjoyed

thank you guys for the inspiration, whether old fics or new @shinsousliya @inmyheadimobsessed @quintessencewrites @saintwrld @marsolgy @pinkwright @vixentheplanet

#riri williams #riri wiliams x reader #ironheart #ironheart x reader #shuri x reader #shuri udaku #shuri x riri #dominique thorne #letitia wright #shuriri x reader #shuri udaku x reader #riri x reader #wlw

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s0lam33y · 9 months

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masterlist

BLACK PANTHER WAKANDA FOREVER

shuriri

headcanons Part 2

focus, part 1

focus, part 2

smooth operator

flowers by the month

interlinked

I CARE 4 YOU

IAEWD

Get to you

Gone girl

Long game

Slip up

I’m afraid that everything will disappear

honey

everything

shuri udaku x reader

headcanons

snooze [drabble]

Love/Addiction

Nothing more, nothing less

riri williams x reader

headcanons

headcanons p2

unwind

mama!riri HCS

into you

At last

boyfriend

Home

All Night

You make me So… Part 2

Sweet Breeze

when I come around

Comfort(er)

attoye

headcanons

Nobody Else [coming soon]

attuma x reader

day by day [coming soon]

SERIES

teach me 🩺 [shuri x reader]

evergreen 🌲 [riri williams x reader]

deploy [ izogie x reader]

THE WOMAN KING.

izogie headcanons [izogie x reader]

jealous 🧸[izogie x reader]

stuck with you [izogie x reader]

my baby

THE BEAR

syd x carmy

routine

u are [i can’t believe I married her]

BARBIE

first breath

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axailslink · 1 year

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Hey! OMG you changed your layout thats so cool! I wanted to request a Shuri x Fem!reader where they go to a store to do something mundane but it’s so cute and fluff? I’ve seen so much toxic Shuri…I just want to see something where they have a healthy cute relationship.if it’s possible? I hope you have a nice day

My wife

Shuri x poc FEM reader

Summary: Just you and Shuri goofing off in the local Walmart with a kid.

A/n: thank you for your request love hopefully it's to your liking.

Shuri grabs her keys and waits for you "we're going to the store why do you need to get dressed?" You look her up and down "the real question is why are you not getting dressed? I'm not going to get eyed or judged by someone's auntie because I'm showing a little too much skin." Shuri laughs as you pull your dress over your legs and make sure it stops to a reasonable mid thigh. You look at her in her tank and she agrees going to grab a hoodie.

You both arrive at the store all you need are a few groceries but you both know the basket will be full before you leave. You're quick to grab a basket and Shuri raises her brow "we only need a few things" you nod "the baskets for me" you carefully climb in and Shuri just watches you her very grown wife climb into a Walmart basket in front of everyone Shuri carefully covers your behind as your dress raises ever so slightly. When you sit down you smile at her but she just shakes her head "you're a big fucking kid" you shrug your shoulders because it's true and you're not ashamed of it. "You knew this when you met me" you slouch down into the basket as Shuri pushes you around picking up the items you both need like toilet paper and feminine products. When you make it the feminine isle you see Shuri eyeing an opened douche confusedly you pick it up and she jumps "put that back we don't where that's been" "it hasn't been used they probably just looked at it" Shuri grabs a broom from the other isle and knockes it out of your hands causing you to look at her and roll your eyes. "Now pick it up" she looks at you and shakes her head "I'm not touching that I don't know where it's been" she tries to pick it up with the broom and you just watch her overly dramatic scream and jump when it almost touches her. You're tempted to leave the basket and help but it's kind of funny watching her struggle and freak. This is the same woman who wears the black panther suit?

You start recording using your kimoyo beads your snickering turns her attention to you though and she grabs your wrist "delete that" you shake your head and snatch your wrist "absolutely not I'm going to show mother how much of a germophobe she made." Shuri shakes her head as you end the recording "if you had to see how dirty things were constantly in a lab you'd be weary of what you touch too." "Nah you're just scared of a little douche juice." A child walks past and Shuri gets his attention he immediately smiles at Shuri "Queen Shuri" a smile runs quick to your face something about shuri with children has always made you smile she's good with them. Sometimes. "You want to do me a favor little man?" He nods "pick that up and put it right there" he does as told and Shuri smiles at him "where's your mama?" He smiles "over here." He tries to grab Shuri's arm but she grabs his wrist instead she seriously does not like unsanitary things. That includes children with grabby hands he leads her to the isle next to you both and she smiles at the woman. Shuri hooks her hand into the basket pulling you along. "Could I buy him something? He did me a favor." The woman is quick to respond "yes absolutely" Shuri smiles "I'll bring him back to you" Shuri all but tosses the kid onto your lap "you're queen Y/n" he smiles up at you and you can't help but smile "yes and you are?" "My name is Teshawn" as you talk to the little kid Shuri opens your purse and covers her hands in sanitizer and the childs.

Teshawn rides with you both as you shop for the day he does whatever Shuri does. It's is kind of cute he's like a little mini Shuri she grabs a box of cereal he grabs a box of cereal she grabs tissue he grabs tissue. Shuri of course can't tell him no. She lets the basket fill up when you both finally reach the last item you climb out of the basket with Shuri's help and plant a soft kiss on her lips forgetting Teshawn's existence for a moment. As Shuri pecks your lips a few times she gently pulls your dress down over your thighs. Teshawn covers his eyes as you both pull away "mama says you two are in love is that true?" You turn your attention to him "I don't know if that's the right word there are many like enchanted, captivate-" "devoted to?" You nod at his question "how do you know that word?" He shrugs "I don't know."

You run off for one last item and Shuri waits keeping the little man entertained which isn't hard. When you come back holding fake flowers Shuri sighs "baby what do we need that for?" You shrug "so we can stop buying real flowers perhaps?" You drop Teshawn a flower and give one to Shuri who can't help but s.ack your bare legs with the plastic you immediately smack her back with yours hitting her in the neck Teshawn jumps out of the basket and hits Shuri with his own fake plant fighting her legs "don't hit my queen" Shuri watches as he tries to bite her "your queen? This is my wife" he shakes his head "nope she's my wife" Shuri gasps "how dare you? You just gone take my woman little man?" He nods "yep she likes me more anyways." You laugh at their little back and forth bickering which happens the whole way to checkout.

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You of course return Teshawn to his mother and help her fill the car with the items he made Shuri buy which she wasn't so quick to take. "We don't need a handout" Shuri shakes her head "unless you're willing to refund everything for sure but I think you should have it." The woman thanks Shuri while you hug Teshawn he looks at Shuri and sticks his tongue out "my woman" Shuri can't help but laugh. "I'm so sorry" you both shake your heads "no problem at all" Shuri remarks.

As soon as you both get into the car Shuri looks at you "you do know that's why we're not having kids right? We went in for five things left with fifty and he thinks you're his woman." You laugh as Shuri shakes her head "what happened to no problem at all?" She laughs "I lied."

A/n: this was enjoyable to write hopefully it's as enjoyable to read.

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chxxms · 2 months

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SHURIRI STANS RISEEEEEEE UP NOW!!!!!!! SHURIRI ARE DATING & NOW CANON IN THE MCU BITCHHHHH WE DID IT 🥳😭🎉

#shuriri #shuri udaku #shuri #riri williams #black panther wakanda forever #black panther #namor #bpwf #shuri x fem!reader #shuririweek #letitia wright #dominique thorne

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mal-urameshi · 10 months

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Since I have a weak heart, I need you to write the fluffiest fic about our girls.

Maybe about how they reunite after a long time apart… OR maybe they just moved in together 🤔

No rush though, I know you got big things coming for you 😁

A Fluffy fic, for big sis’ weak heart.

Guys I'm slightly tipsy writing this. But you all wanted to be fed. I had to come thru.

Shuri paced around as the Royal Talon Fighter zipped through the sky, “Can you fly this thing any faster, Okoye? Her last examination is going to be called any minute now.”

Okoye rolled her eyes as she concentrated on piloting the aircraft, “We are traveling well past High-hypersonic speeds. We’ll have more than enough time for you to greet her.”

Shuri blew an irritated puff of air.

She was finally going to visit Riri again. It had been almost nine months since she was able to visit her girlfriend. Between the rigorous demand of juggling being the Black Panther and her duties as Queen, she felt as though her relationship with Riri was put on the back burner.

And she never intended it to be! Shuri tried her absolute best to be present for her girlfriend, but it was quite difficult.

She hated that word. Nothing was too difficult for her. No matter if she had to try a thousand times, the task at hand would get done one way or another.

But long distance relationships were a whole different ball game.

Shuri had made it her mission to be able to visit Riri at least once a month. But as the relationship progressed, it was like every and anything tried to keep them apart.

Like when Riri was supposed to visit her for Spring Break, she had an impromptu mission that had her thinking it would postpone Riri’s arrival by a day. Unfortunately what was supposed to be a simple stake-out turned into an almost month long ordeal.

Riri had insisted that she understood. She went into the relationship knowing that dating the Black Panther and Queen of Wakanda would come with Trials and Tribulations. It wouldn’t be easy. But she expressed caring about her too much to let her go.

But Shuri didn’t miss the sadness in her eyes when they’d converse over video call. And the hesitancy to hang up when she insisted that Riri needed rest for classes. Or when she sent those voice messages late at night containing random ramblings, under the guise of not being able to sleep.

Shuri hated, loathed, execrated her circumstances. She wanted to be able to hold her girlfriend. Hug her. Go on dates. Call her at any point of the day. Pop by on a whim. Be comforted by her. Be able to vent about certain things like a regular freaking human being. Be in her presence.

It was so frustrating.

Shuri wanted to be a constant.

Regardless of her current happenings, Shuri wanted to do better by Riri.

So when the semester was coming to a close and Shuri just so happened to be free of any burdening responsibilities, she took it upon herself to drop by the campus to kidnap Riri herself.

She remembered the conversation she had with Riri two weeks prior.

“Are you nervous for your exams?” Shuri relaxed into her chair while she looked at Riri sifting through some papers at her desk.

Riri gave her a look, “Nervous? What do you take me for? This shit is child’s play to me. I just can’t wait for it to be over.” She then placed a few sheets of paper into a folder before moving on to the next pile.

Shuri smiled, “Ever the confident one. So what are your plans for the summer?”

Riri slumped in her chair and looked at the screen, “Go back home. Probably see if I can hustle some highschoolers who have summer homework for some extra cash. Just to keep myself occupied.” She shrugged.

Riri picked up her phone and walked over to her bed. She laid on her side and pulled her phone closer to her face, “I wish I coulda spent it with you though. Cuz I’m still kinda sad I didn’t get to come for Spring Break.” Riri used her bicep as a pillow, “Not that I’m complaining. I know you’re busy. And I get it. But I just miss you, you know?”

Shuri allowed her cheek to fall into her open palm as she looked into Riri’s eyes, “I miss you too. I’m having Riri withdrawals. I miss the way you play with my curls. And nuzzle your face into my neck. Or when you gently rub your finger over my nose. I miss the way you hug me like a koala bear.” She gave a light sigh of longing.

Riri found herself smiling at Shuri’s lamentation, “We'll be able to link up soon. Something will happen.”

Shuri grinned, “I love you.”

Riri softly smiled in turn, “I love you too.”

“Okoye!” Shuri continued her pacing while resisting the urge to bite her fingernails. Her anticipation was through the roof.

“Bast! Ask me one more time, Shuri. I may just throw you the rest of the way to MIT campus.” Okoye grumbled, “Our estimated time of arrival is half an hour.”

Riri walked out of her last final of the semester with a grin. That shouldn’t have even been classed as an exam. The lecturer wasn’t even trying. He couldn’t have been! She was out of there within an hour. She wasn’t complaining though, there couldn’t have been a better way to end the semester.

She was free! Free!

Riri jumped up and clicked the heels of her Jordans together in glee. She walked back to her dorms while contacting Shuri. She knew it was impromptu, but she wanted to tell her about her exams. Hopefully she’d be available. Riri adjusted her headphones as the phone kept ringing. She paused at her door to unlock it, but realized the door was already slightly open.

“The fuck?” Riri slowly opened up the door and walked inside, “I know I ain’t forgot to close my shit.”

She looked down at her phone when she heard that Shuri had finally picked up, but the wind was literally knocked out of her when she was lifted off the floor and into someone’s firm hold.

The sudden attack made Riri’s mind go blank as her heart dropped to her stomach. It took a split second for her to scream and try to beat the assailant off with her fists.

“Let me go!”

“Riri! Ow, ow! It’s me!” Shuri shouted as her shoulders and back were beaten by her girlfriend’s haphazard punching.

Riri immediately stopped and looked down, “Shuri?”

Shuri smiled, “Hi.”

Riri’s legs found their way around Shuri’s waist and her arms around her neck, securing her in a deadlock, “Shuri! What are you doing here? How?”

Riri pulled back and looked over Shuri’s face with unshed tears, “Are you real?” She gently palmed the sides of Shuri’s face and took in her features.

“Yes, my love. I’m really here.” She chuckled.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?”

Shuri pressed a kiss to Riri’s lips, “I wanted it to be a surprise. I was about to pack your stuff up, but I should have known that you would have blazed through your exams.”

“Wait back up, pack my stuff?” Riri tilted her head to the side.

“You’re coming back to Wakanda with me.” She finally put Riri down, but not before stealing another kiss from her lips.

Riri’s eyes bulged, “Are you being for real?”

Shuri walked over to one of Riri’s already opened suitcases and placed some folded clothes into it.

“I already have your toothbrush in there. And your laptop.” Shuri then picked up the fuzzy black panther slippers she got her, “Can’t forget these.” She snickered and dropped them into the suitcase.

Riri flopped onto her bed, feeling the toll the semester had taken on her finally seep into her bones, and looked on as Shuri shuffled around the room, grabbing what she deemed to be necessities.

“Hm, you ain’t even asked if I had plans or anything.” She excitedly kicked her feet and followed Shuri who was traipsing about her room.

“I know you don’t have any. Need I remind you that you were planning on taxing high school children for doing their summer assignments?” Shuri walked over to the bed and dragged Riri onto her lap.

“I wasn’t going to let another day go by where we were apart. I’m just taking the necessary steps to facilitate us maximizing our time together.” She allowed herself to hug Riri and just bask in her presence.

Riri tenderly grazed her fingertips over the nape of Shuri’s neck, which caused a shiver to trickle up her spine. She still couldn’t believe that Shuri was here. She stroked the pad of her thumb across Shuri’s cheek.

“You look tired. You could have come pick me up tomorrow.”

Shuri shook her head, “No. I wanted you today. I need you with me. I just missed you so much. And everything feels like it’s too much.”

Shuri gulped a deep breath but it didn’t extinguish the quiver in her voice, “I just wanted to hold you again.”

Riri pressed a kiss to Shuri’s forehead, “It’s okay. I got you babe. I got you.”

Shuri pressed her face into Riri’s chest, relishing her comfort.

The couple stayed like that for a while until Shuri pulled herself together. They then continued packing Riri’s things.

Once they were done, Shuri slung Riri’s duffle bag over her shoulder and slipped an arm around her waist.

Riri couldn’t wipe the giddy grin off of her face, nor did she want to as she pressed herself impossibly closer to Shuri’s side.

“Are you ready to go home?”

Riri nodded, “Yup. Let’s go!”

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