#tchalla smut

[griots-tales]

Hi! Can I request a t’challa x reader were this recently takes place after avengers endgame were the reader tells & introduces t’challa and shuri to t’challa and reader’s daughter

Sure thing! This is written for a Black AFAB reader living in America. Fluffy PG 13 stuff.

Your first embrace after five years was nothing short of life-giving. You trembled in his arms, breathing in his warmth and choking up with incoming sobs. Your tears soaked up the soft fabric of the olive hoodie he wore to blend in with the neighborhood, and he let you wrap your legs around him when he lifted you up.

The weather was a little warmer than usual, and the air was filled with distant conversation between people getting reunited with their families, just as they were doing... and nobody batted an eye when they saw people crying and hugging each other on the street.

The sun lit up T'Challa's tight curls and eyelashes as you pulled apart slightly, and you still couldn't believe it. It was the same man you thought you would never see again... well, except in your daughter.

T'Challa still didn't know about her. And neither did Shuri.

Your tears still flowed, because you just saw Shuri, who had also come all the way to the US to see you again. You collided with her, kissing her forehead and cuddling her like she would disappear again. Having a baby didn't make it any easier to live without the first.

The three of you hugged again, and you let go of Shuri only to kiss T'Challa for the first time in five years.

"Eww!" Shuri cried in mock disgust, seeing PDA less than six feet away from herself.

The nostalgia of hearing Shuri's chatter, and feeling T'Challa's body against yours hit you again. Bast, you had missed this dearly.

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You had planned this out from the moment you recovered from the shock of people reappearing out of thin air. Both the siblings were unsuspecting and unassuming of what you were up to even as you walked up to the school at the outreach center.

Shuri was busy playing with a cat that had snuggled up to her in the middle of the park that you were all now in, while you and T'Challa watched, holding hands. He lazily fingered the beads on your braids, taking in how you had changed through the years. You had grown plumper with some post pregnancy fat still curling in love handles around your waist. He seemed to like it, as he smiled when his long fingers brushed subtly, but sensually over your midriff and hips.

The causative of half your stretch marks was about to arrive from her last lesson in school in less than a minute now, and you couldn't wait to see her, now more than ever.

The bell rang, and a high-pitched chorus of yelling ensued, signaling the end of the school day for the little ones. T'Challa smiled at the noise and looked at your expression. Your mischievous smile made him frown a little in suspicion.

"Hey- where are you going?" Shuri called after the tabby as it rushed off to the entrance of the park, which was near the school gate. Children rushed into their parents' arms in the distance, while some rushed out into the play area in the park. The cat followed some first graders around as they opened their tiny bags to bring out various bits of food that they had diligently saved during recess.

Both of them grinned at the sight, but you were focused on the one little girl with her hair done up in two little puffs by none other than you. She giggled and cuddled the cat before she looked up and saw you.

And when you glanced at T'Challa you thought, he knows. The look on T'Challa's face was one of dawning realization as the little girl came running straight to you. His nose sat on her face, albeit a little softer, if possible... and his eyes looked at their near identical twins from a distance. There was also your round face and huge, pillowy lips that turned a little down on the edges.

Shuri, as smart as she was, was in a little denial as she seemed puzzled at the girl's advance.

"Who's that?"

Neither of you answered, waiting for the girl to slow down as she came closer and finally, ran into your arms. You lifted her up like you always did and kissed her on the cheek.

T'Challa swallowed, his eyes welling with a myriad of shock, joy and pain. He stepped backwards to comprehend it fully: you had a child.... a five-year-old.... who looked a lot like him.

You grinned at him and neither of you spoke a word for a second. Shuri finally realized what was going on, and her eyes blew wide as saucers. Your daughter looked a little confused, but being the wise child she was, she decided to introduce herself first.

"Hi!" She said to Shuri, who was near her.

"H-hi! What's your name?" Shuri replied out of reflex.

"I'm Taraji, nice to meet you!" she squeaked, a little nervous, but excited and determined to make a new friend.

"Tara, do you know who these are?" you asked her.

She didn't answer immediately, shyly fiddling with the end of her green dashiki. "That's aunty,"

You put your arm around T'Challa. "And this?"

"That's Baba." she smiled.

T'Challa couldn't hold back his tears further than this; he pressed his sleeve into his eyes to be able to see his daughter better. She was the most beautiful thing in the whole world at that moment, and it brought him to his knees. Taraji approached him slowly from your arms, and T'Challa first held her little palms in his huge hands.

"Are you crying because you're happy?" She whispered curiously.

T'Challa nodded and hugged his daughter for the first time. "Ewe,"

Behind you, Shuri too burst into tears, and you held her as she tried to calm down. It worked out just as you had planned, and you couldn't feel happier and more complete with your sister your love, and your baby girl.

"Even Miss Brown cried when our old class came back... it's okay." She reassured her father, who nodded fervently as he examined every inch.

"I know... I'm just..." He murmured, "I should've seen it coming!" He laughed, catching your eye. You chuckled at him, remembering the nights in the early spring of 2018, that resulted in Taraji.

"So," He wiped his eyes again, "Taraji, hm? Taraji (Y/L/N)?"

The little girl grinned "Taraji (Y/L/N)." she confirmed, cutely mispronouncing your last name.

"Does she know?" T'Challa looked deep into her eyes. Shuri nodded. "Does she know who she is?"

You shrug. "Ask her, King."

Your babydaddy glanced at you before turning to his daughter. "Ungubani?"

The child stood up straight as she said this: "Ndingu Inkosazana T'Challa, Intombika Kumkani T'Challa."

I am Princess T'Challa, daughter of King T'Challa.

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[mbakuwife]

HOW YALL BE

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[ghostsprettymama]

CONCEITED PRT 2

Toxic.

WARNINGS: Smut, cussing,murder,teasing,manipulation,safe sex,daddy kink,no spell check, angst.

PAIRING: Gang leader ! T'Challa x Black ! reader

PART ONE

plot: you wake up in your room after your party yesterday, your friend is gone but you struggle to remember what happened. The Udakus across the street from you are weirding you out. but T'challa is also watching your every move.

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key words:

gugu'lami - my treasure

entle - beautiful

Sthandwa-my love

Le intombazana izoba kukufa kwam

- this girl will be the death of me

Ndingubani igama lam Umenz - what's my name baby

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Y/n' s room

I woke up in my room? i couldve sworn i was some where else. But i knew it was early, I opened my curtains and i heard the birds chirping. For some damn reason i had a migraine too? the hell was happening to me. I took a shower, lathering my body up in soap. i didnt even notice the teddy bear in my bathroom.

T'Challa Pov.

He sat in the Camera rooms Watching Y/n,every move she did he saw. This man was beyond toxic and conceited. he wanted this woman so bad . But dating her and marking her as his would be suicide. it could fuck everything up.

"Damn. Why do i gotta play these fucking games." he mumbled to himself. he watches you shower, seeing you turn, he got hard looking at your Chest. You were bending down to look at the teddy bear.

"Dad mustve got me another stuff animal?" you shrugged it off, oo lord when you turned around, this man was on the edge of his seat looking at your ass. almost beating in person views.

' god give me the fucking strength to work today ' he thought

Y/n Pov

I got out the shower putting a casual fit on after putting lotion and perfume on and a little bit of red lipstick,my momma said she wanted to do some yoga in the yard so i came with her. it was now saturday so ofc im busy helping my mom.

In the yard we did excersizes, we even practice choreography for the next game or event my team had to go to.

"how was the sleepover with sasha?" your mom asked. You couldnt remember . You just shrugged it off

"Is that the lil Udaku boy over there?" you turned and he was washing his car. damn he did look sexy too. you bit your pretty lips watching him. you locked eyes with him, something in your somach felt like butterflies.

Locking eyes with him felt warm. as if you were infront of a king who only saw you. if you were a pretty crystal he wanted in a pile of diamonds. he was walking over? oh lord . "y/n baby youre drooling-" your mother said and you wiped your mouth.

you turned around going back to doing yoga, while he talked to your mother, you tested your flexibility since you need it for being a majorette, you heard him clear his throat. behave you assumed thats what it meant. but you were infront of your mother so it didnt matter.

"Well my baby is a little stiff with yoga so can you help her while i run to the store right quick baby?" your mother said and T' Nodded. she got in her car driving off.

He did what he was asked, he corrected your posture, noticing youd flinch lwhenever he grabbed your hips because of how it affected you. "If you pose like that you look like a cat throwing up." He said, of course he was gonna be a jerk, And a Attractive one too. "Well i dont see you being the flexible one here Sir." you said with the sass alike your fathers.

"Lower your tone, speak to me like that again and see what happens" He promised pressing against me on accident, which is what i assumed. I never felt something like that before, he felt so big n hard. i fell from him distracting me. "T'Challa what the hell!" i said standing up pushing the 6" foot somethin man. "What? got involentary movements now. i thought a majorette would have more balence?" he walked around you checking you out.

You rolled your eyes going back to doing yoga, you felt his private parts touch yours. Your dad looked out the window opening it. "Y/n who the hell is this?" your dad ask as you stood up straight, he was still rubbing his rock hard erection against your soaked warmth. "Its my friend Nathan sir. Mama asked him yo help me with dancing and yoga." you said holding the noises that wanted to escape in. "well boy do you want some lemonade." Nick fury asked.

"Yes sir." he said avoiding nick seeing his face. Nick paid no mind to it closing the curtains and window heading to the kitchen.

When you were sure your father couldnt see you moved from T'challa crossing your arms. "What the fuck T'!" you said making him laugh "im sorry im sorry. hearing you cuss is like a feral mickey mouse cussin." he said leanining against a tree. you got so wet from looking at him, he was so unbelievablly sexy to you.

You bit your lips, your eyes moving down, T'Challa was watching you, just as your eyes were about to move, you heard him say in his native tongue " my eyes are up here gugu'lami ( my treasure) ." he said.

You rolled your eyes getting closer and staring in his eyes." Yeah jus like that entle (beautiful) listen t' me ." He said lifting your chin, your pretty eyes looked at his hungry ones, he whispered in your ear.

"You have no idea on how much i wanna devour you right now." he said like a hungry wolf. then he looked at nick who came out with two cups lemonade. He handed yours to you, handing T'challa his. Immediantly going back inside.

you grabbed his cup pouring it in the grass with yours, he raised an eyebrow. "He probably poisoned it. Dad doesnt like his princess with perverted men that would hurt her." You said mockingly.

He raised an eyebrow. His phone got a notification, he read it going up on your porch knocking on your door, your dad answering. "If you mind my mom asked us to go shopping for her, can Y/n come with" He asked fury. "well ill be damned? someone asking me to take my daughter somewhere? you sure you not tryna date my daughter or something ?" he said.


you got flustered at the idea, you and T' dating? Sure you were friends with him since freshmen year ( 4 years) but youd never think he liked you. "No sir, i rather get to know her" He said, damn he was winning my dad over. "Damn hes a rare one. Dont scare your friend off Y/n!" your dad said embarassing you.

"Dadd! stoppp!" you whined out. They shook hands and T'Challa walked you to his now clean car putting you in the passengers seat. He got behind the wheel as music played when he started his car, he drove w one hand on the steering wheel, the other on your thigh. his eyes was on the road.

IN THE CAR.

"So did you enjoy my party?" the party

you completely forgot as your heart skipped a beat. then it all came back as you looked at T'challa like he was crazy. "My friend sasha.." you said, tears swelling up. T'Challa parked in a secluded place. Locking the doors so you wouldnt run. "Mhm but wanna know why that happened." he said and you nodded.

Before he told you he pulled trackers from you clothes or listening devices, breaking all of them.His eyes shifted to you, he looked angry now, for some reason it turned you on so bad. "Because your daddy likes to fuck up my operations.. and i dont like that Ms princess of law" he said, you realised who he was and you nodded.

You went for your phone forgotting he had it. "Aht aht. I know daddys girl would go telling him. " T'Challa said and you eached for it, your breast threatening to fall our your bra. "sit the fuck down. people can see in this damn car." his voiced boomed in your stomach and you listened to his orders. "Good girl. Now i have an offer right" He smiled at you.

"What is it.. " You said, he pretended to break your phone first which made you fucking sob. "hey now, Dont cry pretty Girl." He said wiping your tears, he lifted your chin so you looked at him.

"my mom finds you interesting. so she wants you to get every file he has on us, and delete them off of every single thing." he asked you, but you shook hour head "I cant do that T' thats illegal! my daddy works for the government!" you said and he chuckled.

"Well you can baby. you wouldnt want me going to jail right? then you couldnt have your perverted little looks at me, or touch yourself to me at nigth,or desperately hump your pillows to the thought of me. tsk.. its a shame i have all of that recorded.. itd be a shame id i just.. sent that to him and everyone in the school.. Y/n fury! the notorius pervert that desparately wants to corrupt The star student!" he said, faking his innocence, you couldnt believe be was blackmailing you to do what you want.

"Fine..you already broke what i have i dont have anything to lose." you sniffled hugging your knees. Seeing you cry made his heart hurt but he had to put his job first. "Hey hey im sorry baby. i promise if you do what i said.. itll be gone okay i can even do somethin bout sasha aight?"

BACK AT YOUR HOUSE

The Udaku's and Maria were over for dinner, But Shuri and T'Challa were in their house since they didnt wanna go, so only their parents went.

You sat on your dads chair, logging in his computer, his password was your birthday and his anniversary. You werent as dumb as people made you to be.When you Found their file, you saved the ones were you assumed was about T'challa or mentioned him sending it to your plugged in usb.you deleted the rest quickly , leaving the room.

Then you left the house Polietly knocking on the door and Shuri answered. "How can i help you ma? " she looked down at you. "Can i speak with your brother?" you polietly asked, Shuri loved how kind you were. she moved out the way letting you in.

you went upstairs knocking on his door, he answered only in sweatpants, half asleep. his pants were so low you could see his happy trail and his v line. "Hmmm? did what i asked you to do princess?" He said in his deep but raspy voice,you nodded "can i come in?" you asked and he nodded.

You walked in looking around . he closed and locked the door behind him, you both sat in his bed, well you laid down since it was so comfy. "i did it, so can you delete it now." you asked." hand me the usb " He said, your heart dropped to his ass.

"How did you know.." you said handing him it sighing. "Cameras." He replied. "Boy why the fuck are you watching me on camera's". you turned your head to him. he was laying on his side, his arm propped up holding the side of his head as he looked at you.

"Cause in interested in you Miss fury." He said getting close to you. You didnt move for some reason. "Well im not a damn show.. im a real person " you pushed him back, you werent gonna be seduced. " i didnt ask. im interested in you and know what my family does so im gonna watch you eitherway."he stood up going the foot of the bed.

"Youre just so fucking tempting yknow.. i have the temptations of the gods not to fuck you and make you mine." He said going off topic. You raised your eyebrow. "Well im not a cheap whore. sex or being my first time isnt gonna make me fall in love with your psychotic ass." you crossed your arms bickering with him like you were his wife.

"Lose the adtittude before i make you lose it." He said, he already looked pissed off. but you didnt care "Treat me with common fucking respect and i will bitch." you said, his hand was on your throat as you looked up at him. he squeezed down hard.

"Mmh T' dont do that." you said, shit he was turning you on." mm-mm. you deserve this for calling me out my name" he said softly. "Mm. say sorry and ill let go. he sat down moving you ontop of his lap. "Why are you like this.." you asked. "because i want, but i cant have you. " He said,you realised why.

"Is that gona stop you from.. doing stuff with me.." you said as your finger ran down his body, T'Challa said. "Baby im toxic. you would cry because of me" he said laughing ,hand still on your throat. "i dont care.. i just keep having these thoughts of you and i wanna act on them... continously ..•" you said, he raised his eyebrow. "Just say sorry and ill make you feel good. ill be my job to spoil you and make you feel good. just like youre mine." he looked down at me, i could tell he was serious.

"Im sorry daddy." you said with a smirk. T'challa laughed "just you wait." he laid be down kissing me, i kissed back wrapping my arms around him, my eyes closed as i let him guide me, he soft lips left mine as he bit on my neck, leaving hickeys and kiss marks. "mmhf Erik.. but my dads gonna see" i said worried, he pressed his thumb down on my throat telling me to shut up.

I whimpered and moaned at the bite marks,hickeys and kisses he left all over my body. he stopped at my jogging pants looking up at me, i nodded.

"sorry, we do verbal consent around here Sthandwa (my love)" He stared up at you"Please. Please fuck me." "please what" "Please Fuck me T'challa, i need you to please me daddy. i want only you." you caressed his face. thats all that he needed to hear, he slid your joggers off .

"Not wearin any panties conviently?" he said, his accent coming in. you looked away ashamed. " i.. um... see about that" you said "girl i dont give a fuck why you arent wearing panties right now , i just wanna give you head shut up." he said, you listened.

and when he did eat you out, he most deffinently was good at it. He is a munch. He deffinently is Overloard much too. He used his tongue on your clit , lapping at your clit, the motions drove you crazy as you gripped his hair. his fingers fucked your pussy so good, you moaned his name not trying to be so loud . he made you feel so good. "mmh im gonna cum soon ffuck." you grinded desperately against his mouth, his mouth and fingers absolutely attacking your pussy. you felt like heaven . "Squirt on my face baby. make a mess ,jus f'me"he said, fondling your breast with his free hand

Lord he enjoyed eating your pussy, you could tell that he was starting to get pussy drunk.

And so you did, you panted, he licked what he could off what he couldnt reach he cleaned off with a towel. "mmh do i get to make you feel good too?"you said sitting up. he raised his eyebrows " You sure Sthandwa?(my love) dont want you to choke on my dick" he said concerned

and so you did, but you didnt take in what you couldnt handle. you stroked his shaft as your tongue explored his shaft and tip when your pretty lips consumed him."mm fuck. you look so pretty" he caressed your face, such a praise would make you absolutely devour him.

You took him whole bobbing your head up and down, you were making the man whimper and throw his head back, you looked up at him smiling with your eyes,you didnt stop, you began to deepthroat him nice and slow.

he had shaky breathes. He began to fuck your mouth as he whined out "im gonna cum soon. on your pretty little face yeah? you want that Angel?" He asked you, you nodded, you felt like you were ontop of the fucking world.He pulled out, stroking his cock till came on my face.

T'Challa pov.

Fuck this girl was kinda good. atleast im getting what i want right? i took a picture of her face with my cum on it. "Whos the picture for ?” she asked me while giving me a look.

“Erik, cause i js wanna make him mad” I said replied. “Oh so you just did this with me to piss him off?” y/n said getting sassy with me, i rolled my eyes shaking my head. “Na. Of course not beautiful. I want you and im js establishing that you fuck w me and only me now.” i stated to her.

“No thanks i can do stuff with who i want to .” the shit she said pissed me off i tossed her onto the bed . “You funny if you think other people gon touching on you”

i laughed at her” now do you want me to please you or do you wanna stop?” I saw her bite her lip looking me up and down, her eyes meeting mine. Damn i love those pretty eyes of hers. “ i want you to do whatever you want to me” she said.

Then i snapped, i went down on her kissing her body and worshipping her. Shit if i was gonna risk my damn life, I was gonna be romantic about it. I gently played with her breast.

When i was done worshipping her, i teased the entrace of her pussy with my tip” you sure you don't wanna back out pretty girl?”i teased her. “Course i dont wanna back out ‘challa, youre my first” she told me, for some reason it made me smile.

I Opened a condom, of course i wasnt gonna go raw for her first. when i put it on and slowly entered her, she felt so warm even with the condom on, so nice. I tilted my head back, a soft groan escaping my lips. “Jus tell me when i can move..” i said, gently interlocking my hand with hers

Y/n Pov

I waited to get used to his length. "you can move now" i said, his thrusts were gentle and slow. he didnt wanna harm me. i moaned as he embraced me kissing on my neck.

This man fucked me like he loved me, his gentle strokes and kisses making me feel like i was loved. i knew i wasnt but atleast he made me feel good.

"Mmh faster please!" you said, He sped up hitting a spot you clenched around him when his cock grazed against your g-spot. "mmmh! right there please!" you were vocal about how good T'challa made you feel and he loved it. "Mmh you feel so good,nice n warm just f'me yeah?" T'challa said " Mmh? Found your g-spot. good." He added on .

He began to abuse your sweet spot making you feel so good, he fucked you so nice and deep, fast with it but not too fast for this to end quickly, he huched over to give you kisses, but this one was nice and deep. for a fuck buddy he loved to have loving sex. your tongues battled for dominance, when he pulled away a saliva trail was produced and broken.

He sped up his pace going rougher,still felt good but you were slowly getting overstimulated and cockdrunk. You scratched up his back listening to him moan and whimper in your ear. "Say my name." he said in your ear, fucking you so fast and deep,you could barley even think.

“T’Challa makin me feel so good !” you said choking on your words as all the sounds you could produce is your moans as this man took your virginity, his back was covered in your scratches while your body was covered in his hickeys , bite marks and lovebites.

i didn't know a man that could fuck and worship me as if i was a goddess he needed to worship ,ever crevice or nook he kissed. " Le intombazana izoba kukufa kwam."(this girl will be the death of me.) he said, his accent being thick and deep, raspy yet attractive. "I love when you speak your native language. its so pretty" I said, he was fucking you so nice n good.

"Thank you my love. Ill cherish your words" he chuckled as his thrusts got sloppy, he got more clingy. "im gonna mcum soon.. want me to pull out ?" He asked and i nodded, condoms could break and i deffinently wasnt ready for a kid.

He kept fucking me till i cane again, them he pulled out cumming all over my stomach.

i felt him lift me up and place me in a hot bath. it had bubbles in it,he sat in with me smiling. "why give me a bath?" You asked.

"Its aftercare baby. a normal person that fucks with you should give you it, but dont worry about that. youll only be with me" He said. "what if im not only with you?" you innocently asked.

"You dont wanna do that." he said in a threatening tone. i shrugged it off washing myself, he made me feel weird.

"do i get sasha back now.." you said hugging your knees. "like i like doing stuff with you but.. you killed my friend" you said tearing up. "no i didnt." he replied.

"Erik killed her because she was a spy." He said "as a gang, more like a mafia kinda. We have to do buisness, expand territory, sell goods for stuff we need, transport, trade etc." he said getting uo wrapping a towel around them. "and you killed her because she jeporadized you and your gang.." i said, he nodded but he gave me a light kiss in my forehead. "so youd kill me too. fucking with you is a death trap." i said glaring. i got out the bath and he blocked the door. "im not letting you go home, youre naked and know too much. " he said

"You must think im some delusional ass white girl to to think im not fucking going home" you said standing up with a towel around you. "cuss at me again and see what happens." he said staring down at me, boy he was infuriating. "Why are you doing this. you know i wouldnt tell my dad." you said , he sighed rolling his eyes "no because you would babble to your friends, and its 11:35. You leaving now is suspicious dumbass” he flicked my head.

“Where am i gonna sleep??” you said, frowning up. T'challa gave you the real face as if you weren't in his room. "im not sleeping in your room." you said. T’challa left the room putting a shirt in the bathroom. “Put that on. Im not arguing with a naked woman .” Tchalla said, you put the shirt on, sitting beside t’challa yawning.

“Why are you a brat?” T’challa asked. “Why are you a bitch” you replied turning your back to him, and nuzzling the big pillow on my end. “ baby are you mad at me” he asked in a soft tone, i ignored him and he got in my ear. "Ndingubani igama lam Umenz." he said, i turned to him understanding Xhosa abit. "T'challa." i replied,his hand gently caressed my face, smiling. "Mmh cmere" he said. you rested your head on his chest laying ontop of him.

You fell asleep to hearing a camera click. mmh you felt so safe in his arms, he kissed your head goodnight.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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[priswrites]

TCHALLA HEADCANON

ABOUT HIMSELF

HIM AS A BROTHER

HIM AS A BEST FRIEND

HIM AS A FRIEND W FEELINGS/BENEFITS

HIM AS A BOYFRIEND

HIM AS A HUSBAND

HIM AS A FATHER

18+ HEADCANONS

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[daddy-issues-99]

Marvel Characters 🍆 Sizes~

My opinion, don't come judge me, you signed up for this! (Some aliens, robots, etc)

Measured in inches

Tony: 6

Steve: 8

Bruce:6.5

Thor: 7.8

Clint: 6.5

Peter: 7

Sam: 7

Loki: 8

Bucky: 8.5

Scott: 6

Eddie: 7.7

Venom: 8-13

Pietro: 7.5

Tchalla: 8

Fury: 7.9

Killmonger: 8

Zemo: 6

Rumlow: 6.4

Star Lord: 5.9

Drax: 8.6

Vision: 6.5

Ultron: 7

Yondu: 7.4

Strange: 7

Shang: 8

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[multiversalfandomwriter222]

ANOTHER LIST

Since I'm also a huge comic nerd, I've decided to give y'all one list of all Marvel and DC characters you can also request! If y'all want too!

Bruce Wayne

Tony Stark

Clark Kent

Frank Castle

Jason Todd

Natasha Romanoff

Diana Prince

Barry Allen

Bucky Barnes

Kate Bishop

Rachel Roth

Wanda Maximoff

James Howlett

Oliver Prince

Koriand'r

Dick Grayson

Red Robin

Superboy

T'Challa

Killmonger

Sam Wilson

Peter Parker(Any of the three)

Shuri Udaku

M'Baku

Captain Marvel

Aquaman

Wally West

Martian Manhunter

Damian Wayne (AGED UP)

Joker

Bane

Harvey Dent

Jeremiah Valeska

Jerome Valeska

Penguin

The Riddler

Lex Luthor

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Learn Ya || Chapter 9

​Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8

Author Notes: SURPRISE SHAWTY. Shout out to everyone that lowkey bullied me into continuing this fic some three years later. I love y’all for that. I kept the same tag list as before so if you no longer wish to be tagged, just let me know.

Amaya felt like her whole world had come crashing down in a matter of seconds. 

She’d had her life planned out from the time that she was a young girl, and now all of those plans had gone astray. She could understand that her mother’s job was having financial issues and there needed to be cut backs as far as employees went. What she couldn’t understand was why her mother needed to be included in that. She sort of knew that she was being selfish about her true reasoning for caring that her mother lost her job, but she couldn’t help it. Her entire world had just been flipped on its head. 

She couldn’t afford school anymore. The financial aid she had been given didn’t cover the complete cost of her first year. Her mother was going to cover the difference so that Amaya didn’t have to worry about the financial strain of school and could solely focus on making sure she made the best grades that she could. She was even going to cut back on the hours she worked at the centre to give her all to her academics. 

That wasn’t the case anymore. 

She had to come up with the money in a very short amount of time and she had really only two options as far as she was concerned because deferring a year simply wasn’t going to work for her. 

She could either work more hours at the centre to get the money to pay the difference or she could take out student loans. Honestly, neither of them were stellar options, but she was heavily leaning towards the student loans. It would give her the money she needed right in that moment and she could deal with the fall out to her credit score and paying it back later in life. All she wanted to do was go to law school. How she did it really didn’t matter to her anymore. 

“Is everything alright, Amaya? You have been unusually quiet tonight?”

She looked up from the plate of food she had been toying around with the last few minutes, pushing around bits of mashed potatoes across the ceramic, and saw T’Challa looking at her. Concern was etched into his features, brows sitting low on his face and his full lips pulled down into a soft frown. 

She really should have canceled their date but she hadn’t been able to bring herself to do that. It had been a few weeks since she had last seen him and she knew he was a busy man. Though, she supposed canceling would’ve been better than going and being in a sour mood the entire night. 

“Yeah, everything is fine.” She did her best to put on the most convincing smile but the look that he gave her showed that it didn’t work in her favor. 

“I do not appreciate being lied to.” The frown was still etched on his face but his voice was soft, almost as if he didn’t want to scare her. 

Amaya pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and let out a small breath through her nose. She certainly hadn’t meant to lie to him but she wasn’t sure if they were at the stage where she could dump all of her issues onto him. Everything up until that point had been lighthearted and fun so it was hard to say if he truly even wanted to know. She allowed silence to settle between the two of them as she continued to push around food on her plate, lost in her thoughts. It might be good to talk to someone who could provide an outside prospect of things, and he might even have some sort of sage advice to give to her. 

“No, really everything is fine,” she had every intention of leaving it at that but the way he lifted one brow let her know that it wasn’t going to fly a second time. “My mother lost her job and now I’m trying to figure out how to pay for law school.”

She hadn’t really said those words out loud. Other people might have said them to her, Charlie or her brother, and she might have thought them on more than one occasion, but the words had never once left her mouth. Not even when her mother had sat her down and told her the whole truth. Saying the words out loud would only make the reality of her situation settle in, making it that much harder for her to try and deny the truth. She had hoped that if she simply just remained positive then maybe things would work themselves out, but with each passing day, she could see that a positive attitude wasn’t going to work and that very same attitude diminished and made way for a more negative one. 

When his hand moved across the table, she didn’t hesitate to slip her into his. Regardless of whatever mood she was in, her body sought out the physical comfort from him because there was something about his presence that had been nothing but soothing for her, even in the times he made her heart stutter in her chest. 

“How much is your balance?”

“A lot.”

“How much is a lot?”

“$19,980. I gave them $20 so they would stop calling me for a few days but really I just think the lady felt bad for me when I started crying on the phone. Half of that needs to be paid by the end of next week.” Again, she had thought about her situation plenty of times but saying it out loud only made it that much more daunting for her. 

“I will take care of it.” His tone was so final as he squeezed her hand. 

“T’Challa, no. I can’t ask you to do that.” The very last thing she wanted him to think was that she had only told him in hopes that he would pay for it. 

“It is a good thing you are not asking and I am offering.”

“I mean I get that but I’m still saying no.”

“It is also a good thing I am not seeking your permission on this.”

Amaya rolled her eyes and kissed her teeth. “Now is not the time to be playing that little game where you need to have control over everything. This is serious and it’s too much money for you to pay and I can’t pay you back,”

“You will not need to pay me back. Consider it an early graduation gift if that will help you feel better about accepting the money.”

“I don’t need you to do that. I can figure something out.” She made a face and could start to feel herself get defensive. 

The logical part of her knew that he was only doing this out of the kindness of his heart and not because he thought she couldn’t do it on her own (which they both know that she couldn’t). But there was also some jaded part of her that felt like he was doing it because he expected something in return. Sex maybe. 

Of course there had been indications that the two of them were sexually attracted to each other, anyone on the outside looking in could see that, but he hadn’t given her any reason to believe that was the one and only thing that he was after. It was yet another thing she had to remind herself that set him apart from the men she had dealt with in the past. Particularly Rod. 

“Come here.” A frown had once again settled onto his face as she pulled her hand away from his. 

“You can’t just distract me with whatever you’re going to try and do.”

“Amaya,” her name was a rough warning on his tongue that she felt right between her thighs. What was wrong with her that him being even a little stern with her was making her wet? “Come here. I won’t tell you again.”

She watched as he pushed his chair away from the table a little bit. Any other time she would’ve pushed the boundaries a little bit more, trying to see just how much she was able to get away with, but she didn’t have the energy. She mirrored his actions and stood up from her own chair, rounding the table to stand in front of him. She wasn’t standing long before she found herself being pulled down into his lap. 

A shuddering breath left her lips when a large hand rested against the bit of thigh exposed by her dress. A distraction and damn if it wasn’t working. 

“Why is it so hard for you to accept my help?” She could barely think with the way his thumb traced back and forth across her skin. 

“Because I don’t want you thinking I told you so you would help me.”

“If you are going to be someone in my life then you should expect to be taken care of in all aspects of your life, Amaya.” She had to admit that he did have a way with words but she could tell that he wasn’t just saying them for show. He meant them. 

“I don’t think I know how to let people do things like this for me.” Amaya prided herself on being an independent woman. Of course, her mother and her family were there if and when she needed to help but no one outside of that circle really did anything to take care of her. 

“I can teach you.”

————-

The rest of the dinner had placed Amaya in much better spirits and a lot of that was due in part to T’Challa keeping her in his lap with an arm wrapped around her waist as he held her close. The two of them fell back into their usual back and forth banter with ease. It was nice to not have to worry about whether or not she was going to be able to attend school or not. 

She had never been so grateful to be called into work on a random Tuesday morning. Without that, she would’ve never met him and she would currently be shit out luck, probably forced to drop out of school because Rod certainly didn’t have an odd $20,000 laying around to help her out. 

She still hadn’t agreed to let him pay for her first year but she also wasn’t fighting him on it either. She would sleep on it for a few days, telling him she would give him an answer in a few days time. He had been reluctant but he agreed, albeit begrudgingly. 

The night was coming to a close and she felt an almost loss at knowing that he would be leaving in the morning and hadn’t really given her a time frame on when he would be back. 

Her key twisted in the lock of her front door but she didn’t open it. Instead, she cleared her throat and mustered up all of her courage, putting on her proverbial big girl panties as she turned to look at him. “Did you want to…I don’t know like come in or something?”

Even in trying to make it sound like no big deal, her voice cracked. 

“I would love to but I do fly out early tomorrow morning.” She was happy that he sounded sad about the fact but she had no intention of letting up. 

“I know I know. It’s just Charlie isn’t home and I really don’t wanna be home alone, Sir.” She rocked back and forth from one foot to the other, looking up at him with what she could only hope was a look of helplessness. 

T’Challa made a soft sound like a hum as he hooked his finger underneath her chin. “You call me that and think I’m just supposed to give in to you whatever you want.”

“I do.”

“I could tell you no right now. Don’t forget that, Amaya.” Despite the half grin forming on his lips, he gripped her chin a little tighter. 

“I know you could, but do you wanna know what I think?” His fingers left her chin in order for his hand to cup the side of her face. Her body wasted no time leaning into his touch. 

“Enlighten me, beautiful.”

“I think you don’t want to say no. I think you want to come in as much as I want you to come in. You just wanna play hard to get.” She reached behind her and opened her front door. 

“I’m playing hard to get?” He chuckled softly as his brows lifted. 

“Mhmm,” she nodded. “You definitely are and you need to cut it out before it gets you in trouble.”

She took one step back and then another, finding that he was following her back into her apartment. The way kept his eyes on her as he pulled her keys from the door and kicked it closed before flipping the lock, had her chewing on the inside of her cheek. She found that she loved having his attention solely on her. 

“You and your mouth.” His thumb ran across her bottom lip and it took every ounce of strength that she had to resist the urge to pull the digit into her mouth. “Always pushing your limits.”

“You like it or else you would’ve made it so I couldn’t sit down for a week by now.”

“The night is still young.”

Taking his hand from the side of her face, she wrapped her fingers around his wrist to guide him to her bedroom. The voice in the back of head was telling her that she needed to get herself under control.  She hadn’t invited him up because she wanted to jump his bones. She really had invited him because she didn’t want to be alone for the night, and she wanted to spend what little time she did have left with him. 

When she pushed open the door to her bedroom, she was grateful that she had cleaned up some before she left. Any other time, her room would have been in shambles with clothes and shoes thrown all over the place in her attempt to find something suitable to wear. Instead, it was just the small desk in the corner of her room that was a mess with books and papers haphazardly thrown across the top, and her bed that she had forgotten to make. 

Her room was small and his large presence made it seem that much smaller. 

“I’m gonna get changed but could you unzip my dress for me?” She could easily reach the zipper herself but that didn’t mean she couldn’t have a little fun. When she turned and pulled her braids over her shoulder, she felt his presence behind her. 

T’Challa said nothing as one hand ghosted up her arm and the other wrapped around the small zipper and pulled it down slowly. Amaya swore her heart felt like it was about to explode out of her chest and it didn’t get any better when she felt his lips trail along the skin of her shoulder. She inhaled sharply. His fingers pushed down the thin straps of her dress and her hands instinctively came up to hold the dress in place before it hit the ground. 

She talked a big game and had no problem teasing him but she wasn’t so sure that she wanted to drop her dress and stand in front of him in just a pair of panties just yet. 

When his lips pressed the shell of her ear, her eyes fluttered and she let out a small sound despite her best efforts to remain calm. It had been far too long since someone had touched her, played with her body until her mind went fuzzy and she couldn’t think, and it showed. 

“Go change before I forget that I would like to be a gentleman tonight.”

She wondered what might happen if she told him she didn’t want him to be a gentleman, but something was telling her that she wasn’t quite ready for that. T’Challa seemed like a man who knew exactly what he was doing with far more years of experience than she had. She didn’t want to write a check that her ass couldn’t cash.

“Right,” she nodded her head and stepped away from him. 

She practically scurried out of the room with her pajamas in hand. She knew if she had stayed in her bedroom for one second longer, she would have easily given in to the x rated thoughts that had been swarming in her head. The magnetic pull that man had over her body was insane. Scary. Thrilling. And more than just a little erotic. 

She had never wanted to fuck someone so badly in her life. It was to the point that if he asked, she would be hard pressed to say no, but she truly did what to take things slow with him. She wanted to be sure that they had something that went beyond just the very apparent physical connection and attraction. 

And she didn’t want him to think she was a whore. 

Amaya used her night time routine as a means to distract herself, probably taking far longer than she needed to, but she needed to give her body all the time that it needed to cool down. By the time she had gone through the steps, her body was still on edge but only just barely. She was sure she would be able to keep her hormones in check. 

Or so she had thought before she stepped back into her bedroom to see T’Challa sitting up against her pillows with her civil procedures book in his hand. It would have been fine for her, nothing she wouldn’t have been able to handle if he hadn’t stripped down to his boxer briefs and nothing else. . 

This man was going to be the death of her. 

“You just made yourself right at home I see.” She gave him a pointed look before she shoved her clothes into her hamper. She just needed to distract and deflect so nothing got out of hand. 

“Well, you can only leave a man to his own devices for so long before he starts to get bored.” The smirk he gave her when he looked up from the book had her grinning back at him like an idiot. 

“I see that.” She rolled her eyes as she walked over to him and pulled the book from his hands. “I don’t think this is how you want to cure your boredom though.”

“Do you have any suggestions then?”

“I have a few, but you have to leave so early in the morning and I would hate to keep you up all night, y’know?” She pressed her lips together to keep from smiling as he laughed. 

She dropped the book back off on her desk before she flopped down on her back onto her bed. 

“Lay down before your mouth lands you into some trouble you can’t handle, Amaya.” He shook his head. 

She had no doubt that she would find herself getting into some trouble at some point with him but tonight wasn’t going to be the night for that. Crawling into bed, she laid on her side with a hand curled underneath her chin so she could face him. He wasted no time in mirroring her actions minus the hand under his chin. 

“Do you know when you might be able to come back?”

“Unfortunately, no I don’t. There are quite a few things back home that I will need to take care of before I can get away again.” His hand reached out and his thumb moved along her cheek. 

She figured that he was a busy man but she’d had a sliver of hope that he would be back sooner rather than later. It was getting harder and harder each time to only have an afternoon or a few hours a night with him at a time before he disappeared for an extended period of times. Phone calls could only do so much. 

She really did like having him around. 

“Don’t look so sad,” she wasn’t aware that she had started to frown until he pointed it out. “I’ll still make sure to call you every day.”

“Don’t get me wrong, it is nice hearing from you every day but actually seeing you more often would be even better.” She shrugged her shoulders and toyed with the ring that hung from the chain around his neck. When she looked up there was something of a smug smile on his lips. “What?”

“If I didn’t know any better I would think you had a thing for me.”

“You’re alright I guess.” She rolled her eyes playfully. 

“Oh I’m just alright? I guess I should go somewhere where I will be appreciated then.” He started to roll over to get out of bed before she caught his arm. 

She pressed her body into his and buried her face into his chest, inhaling his scent gently. “Don’t go.”

His arms wrapped around her tightly, holding her close, as he pressed a gentle kiss to the top of her head. 

“I’m right here, baby girl.”

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[killmongerskeeper]

Prompt List

Prompt week is HERE! Pretty simple just in which prompt you want from any category for the character of your choice. (Erik, Namor, Shuri, or T'Challa.) You can even mix and match 2 different ones. I will be working on requests all day today so send them in! This goes all all week ending Saturday. Some may be short but that depends on what comes out my brain. Now for the prompts

Fluff

Palm kisses

Sitting next to someone, hands in one’s lap, leaning against them and kissing their shoulder

A kiss on the temple

Randomly while holding hands bringing joined hands together to kiss the back of the hand

Topless and face-down, a kiss on the shoulder blade

The playful kiss on the tip of the nose

Laying on someone’s chest and kissing their sternum

Kissing the crown of the head

"I’ll give you a ride"

Behind someone who’s sitting down, leaning over to kiss the forehead (and potentially block their eyesight with hair falling in their face)

Kissing scars either shortly or long after they’ve healed

Standing behind someone, hugging them around the arms or the waist, and kissing the top edge of the shoulder

Kissing someone to stop them blurting out a secret/something they’ll regret

"I can’t regret mistakes that led me to you"

Leaving notes everywhere for them to find

"Is that my shirt?"

"Home sweet home

"How about a kiss before I leave?"

"You remembered."

"Come here, let me help you."

Smut

“Let me give you a reason to stay in bed”

"They're mine"

“I want you now”

“Use your tongue”

“You can get louder can’t you”

“Don’t cum yet”

“I wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it”

“Stay quiet"

“I told you to stay still"

“I promise I’ll be good”

“If we weren’t in public right now I’d have my head between your legs”

“Don’t pretend to be so innocent”

“I bought a few pieces of lingerie. want me to model for you?”

“Don’t worry I’ll make you feel really good”

“Don’t give me that look”

“Take it off slowly”

“Don’t be so rough there can’t be any marks”

“Don’t worry I’ll take of you”

Friends with benefits

“We’re in public you know”

Angst

"Their blood is on your hands."

"Everyone I’ve cared about has either died or left me. Except for you."

"You mean nothing to me."

"Do you remember when we first met?"

"We’ll see each other again."

"Why does it feel like this is goodbye?"

"You’re the one good thing left in this world."

"It’s okay. You can let go."

"You’re as beautiful as the day I lost you."

"I can't lose you again!"

"You were dead, I saw you die."

"I'm real. I'm here."

"I never meant to hurt you"

“I guess we weren’t as compatible as we once thought.”

“I gave you so many fucking chances, yet you kept fucking them up. And I’m done. I can’t— I don’t want to do this anymore. I deserve better than whatever bullshit you’re giving me.”

“I will always love you, but just not in the way I wish I still could.” 

“I’m done trying with you.”

“We had a good run, didn’t we?”

“You’re a mistake I’m never going to regret.”

"Why can't you let anyone in?"

Prompt credits: @onewhoturns // @rainysoot // @nightprompts // @sultrypotter

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[mbakuxblackpanther]

Hey guys pt2 for "meeting the Jabari leader" is posted. I will be posting another imagine Thursday! I can't wait for y'all to read it 😊😌and as always thank you for the support I really appreciate it

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[griots-tales]

TROUBLE- part II

Part 1 Word Count: 1.2k Warning: smut

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Ahhh...mm.."

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

"T'Challa....!"

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

"Ohhh..."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

-

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

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

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

slap!slap!slap!slap!slap!-

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

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

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

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

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

Or would she?

~

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"And why is that?"

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

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

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

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[ghostsprettymama]

conceited

(T'Challa 's side of "mona lisa")

Warnings; Slight nsfw,murder,gang mentionings,under age drinking (18-19 yr olds)

Pairing: T'Challa X Black! Reader.

Plot: Y/n Fury daughter of the superintendent and principal of the College she went to, many wanted her, and to corrupt her. But T'challa got to her first.

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+ UNLESS TOLD OTHERWISE

PART TWO

Y/n was practicing with the Majorettes for the game coming up, she had her dance part in this choreography this time. To the beat, your hips moved and danced.

Your part came up, and you destroyed it. you ended it with the splits easily getting up with no trouble, a sound of clapping came in, and you looked up, seeing Erik Kilmonger. You rolled your eyes and went to the locker room and turned to the showers. you didn't understand how your friend Sasha fucked with him.

But it's not your business who does what with who, just as long as you didn't let anyone in your body until you saved it for marriage.

You showered, feeling eyes on you, you shook it off, aint nobody watching me. you bent down scrubbing your legs. You hummed a song your mother sang to you when you were little,once you were done you wrapped yourself in a towel after drying your body off.

when you turned around . you jumped at nothing since you expected something or someone to be there . you sighed to yourself, just scaring yourself for nothing.

you went to your locker in the girl's locker room, you got dressed spraying your perfume, putting your lotion on your body.

Erik came up to you, he smelled you. "Nice perfume, and lotion you smell good. who are you again?" he said to you, he knew who you were, everyone did.

After all, you were Y/N L/N, the Daughter of the superintendent and the principal. You laughed at what he said. "Sorry my dad said I can't talk to conceited men" you walked away from him with your bag, and Sasha came out of a room.

"Hey Y/nnn~ were going to a party tonight can you come?" She said wrapping her arms around you. "Let me check."

You called your mom, on speakerphone. "Hey mama, can I stay the night at Sasha's? there's not gonna be 'nyone but us home and I don't want her to be alone" you said innocently "Of course baby, just be on time at school my love," your mom said and you hung up.

"is he gonna be there?" you said looking at Erik " duhh.. Hes my fuckbuddy , he has to come!" she said, Erik smiled and laughed.

He was charming. his smile, his body, his eyes. you shook your head walking out. "Y/n! " Shuri ran over, and her girlfriend Maria (calling y/n that from mona lisa, in this story) came over too.

Maria hugged you showing you love. " hey love <3," she said hugging you. Shuri's girlfriend was a beauty, " Is y/n coming to the party?" she looked at Sasha.

"Yeah! but if ha motha asks, it's just her staying at my house " Everyone nodded.

BEFORE THE PARTY

"what am I gonna wear," You said. Sasha pulled a dress out. she gave you it, some heels, and a purse. You came in with the Outfit on, she smiled at you, styling your hair. "do you want makeup?" she asked you with her beautiful amile "mhm!!" you nodded putting your makeup on.

lous boominc Music was heard outside, and you flinched" that's just T' picking us up c'mon" you went down the stairs walking to the car with Sasha.

Erik pov.

T'challa pulled up with Maria, Shuri, and erik in the car. His eyes wandered around the neighborhood "school money got them into a gated community. " Erik said, He saw Y/n, She was cute a little bit. I can tell Sasha's Slutty ass dressed her. my eyes went to y/n's ass, lord almighty she takes care of herself. "god damn. I love me some majorettes." I said. Shuri laughed.

" And ain't you fucking with her friend? Isn't Sasha gonna be pissy if you did something?" T'challa said Turning to me.

"Nah, like you ordered she's dying when I get her alone, her family fucks with my shipment, cops n all," he said. "Coldblooded," Shuri said.

"Coldblooded or keeping our asses out of jail, and either way, you not gettin to her. I will" T'challa said. Y/n and Sasha got in the car, she sat in the middle and Y/n was between the two.

Erik looked at her phone, she was on his Instagram, and his ego was fueled. He went to her ear. "play with me. I'm right here doll." he whispered. looking at T'Challa's eyes who stared at him threateningly through the rearview mirror.

Y/n Pov

I shivered at what he said, I do not have the time

or patience for him. I shook my head texting him, I didn't want Sasha to be mad at me if I flipped out.

I turned off my phone rolling my eyes hearing Erik laugh. He didn't deserve to laugh. When we got to the party Erik helped Sasha out and T'Challa helped me out. I wrapped my arm around his, and when we came inside the party we Looked like Atlanta's hot couple. " stick with me kay?" he said looking at me with gentle eyes, I smiled " I never planned on straying.. outside of school im nun' but a scardy cat." you said giggling. You heard his charming chuckle.

You looked at him with your eyes sparkling.

LATER

T'Challa pov.

The music was loud enough to overpower gunshots. good. Erik could get the job done, I don't know what Y/n had or how many drinks, but she was dancing and whining on me. I held her waist, leaning in and whispering "you better stop before I do something you or I regret" I said in her ear.

I had the patience of the gods today. I knew who her dad was too. The main man fucking up our operations and trying to get me in jail along with my members. Nicholas Joseph Fury, luckily the crazy bitch doesn't even know my identity or have information on any of us.

A loud bang was heard, and y/n stopped going to the noise but I stopped her. "you don't wanna do that baby" I pulled her back, and her drunken yet soft eyes looked at me, I felt so guilty.

"Someone could be hurt T' " she said, I got lost in her pretty eyes. "Your eyes are beautiful.." I mumbled.

She pulled away running to where the sound came from. I chased after her sighing when I heard the scream

Y/ n Pov

I froze seeing my childhood best friend dead on the ground, a bullet in her head.

Erik had blood on him, and Shuri had gloves on as she disposed of the body with chemicals.

They turned to me and suddenly everything went black...

TO BE CONTINUED

#shawtytharula #black reader #mcu fic #mcu shuri #mcu t'challa #t'challa #T'challa smut #tchalla #black panther fics #erik killmonger #mcu smut #black panther #black panther smut #black panther angst #tchalla smut #conceitedseries

[mrsbarnesblog]

wakanda

masterlist ko-fi ao3

Summary: You visit Bucky in Wakanda, and the hidden feelings are finally coming out.

Word count: 2.7k

Warnings: +18 ‼️ smut, sex in Bucky's hut, he has one arm, woman on top, unprotected sex, dirty talk, insecurity.

Author's note: posting my old fic, while I'm working on that tattoo artist x bookshop owner one👀 If any of you have smut ideas (with some kinks maybe), feel free to write your requests

You finally got permission to visit Bucky in Wakanda again since he was permanently living there to get rid of the Winter Soldier program and learn how to live a normal life again. Unfortunately, Princess Shuri and Ayo insisted that too much contact with other people might distract Bucky, so you weren’t allowed to see him.

The last time you were there with Steve and, even if you loved him to death, you couldn't deny the disappointment that you barely spent any time with Bucky alone. He was your best friend since you and Steve saved him in Bucharest, and you had the biggest crush on him for about the same amount of time.

At first, you had to visit Shuri and TChalla to talk through some moments, and that whole time you were bubbling with nerves and anticipation to finally see Bucky. 

You jumped right into his arms as soon as you walked down the hill and saw him standing near the lake. He hugged you back, burying his face in your neck, and it was truly the moment that you never wanted to end. Bucky smelled like fresh air mixed with some kind of seasoning, not to mention that he looked fantastic. In traditional Wakandian clothes that were covering his missing arm too, a low bun on the back of his head with a few springs of hair around his face, and smooth and tanned skin from the work under the sun.

You two rushed to his hut with the food you had bought from a local cafe owned by a kind old man. And somewhere after that, when you were eating on the floor covered with many blankets and colorful pillows and talking about your lives, everything went downhill. 

Bucky talked about his goats and the way he felt better living in Wakanda, while you unconsciously moved closer to him, needing to fill the void that formed while you couldn’t see him. Bucky just stopped in the middle of the sentence, as if he realized that you were too close, looking at him with your big, pretty eyes. 

Food was forgotten. Somehow, you ended up sitting on Bucky’s lap while you were connected in the most passionate and hot kiss you had ever had. Your hands were tightly holding his face, and his right one had a strong grip on your waist to keep you close.

“Bucky…” You moaned in his mouth; your hips were grinding into his hardness, which was so obvious through the clothes. You both were so lost in the moment, sharing a desperate kiss. Bucky couldn’t get enough of your taste; he bit your lip, then licked it with his tongue to calm down the delicate skin.

It felt so natural, like it was meant to happen a long time ago, and now you could not keep all of your emotions inside.

Bucky couldn't help but groan under his breath when your hand slipped into his hair, completely destroying his low bun. Your nails on his scalp felt majestic, and his brain became fuzzy with your gentle yet confident touches. Bucky moved his hand from your waist to your thigh, squeezing the soft and warm skin a little bit lower than your shorts. 

When he pulled away, you tried to follow his mouth, almost addicted to the taste and feeling of his lips on yours.

“Fuck, doll, that’s not how I imagined it.” His face became sad and almost apologetic, and you saw that the corners of his red lips moved downward in disappointment. “Not here, not with only one arm... Fuck, I can’t even touch you the way I want to.” His hand tightened on your hip, and you gave him a sad smile. Not that those things mattered to you, but your heart still hurt because Bucky felt that way.

“I don’t care about it. I just want you, Bucky, if you want me too, of course.” Your voice was soft and gentle, soothing his nerves a little bit.

“You can’t imagine how much I want it, but I can’t do much with one hand; fuck, it’s so bad, I’m so sorry...” Bucky’s eyes closed and his head fell lower, but you could still see a pink blush on his cheeks.

"I want it, Bucky; I want you, and your hand is not a problem, okay?" He deeply inhaled when your hands took his face and your lips were back on his. The kiss wasn’t so harsh and desperate; it was more deep and passionate, like you both tried to express your unsaid feelings. “Why don’t you just lay back on the pillows, and I’ll do everything?” You bit your lip, suddenly feeling slightly nervous, and put your right hand on his chest, pushing Bucky back on the pile of pillows behind him so he was sitting in a reclined position.

You saw the hesitation in his eyes, and you waited a few seconds, gently rubbing your fingers over his beard, so he could process your idea.

“Okay.” 

You got closer, sitting more comfortably on top of him. One of your hands pressed onto the pillows near Bucky’s body, and the other one landed on his firm chest, playing with the red clothes that he was wearing. Bucky lifted his hand, gently grabbing your face and kissing you again. His soft lips and slow movements of his tongue inside your mouth made you moan.

“Can I take it off?” You mumbled, slightly pulling down the red material. More of his soft, tanned skin was shown, and you tried to hold yourself together and not overstep the line. Bucky’s pupils were dilated, almost completely hiding your favorite blues. He was closely watching your moving lips, as if he couldn’t get enough. 

“Mhm, but— please, can we leave this on?” He pointed to his shoulder, covered in blue material.

“If you feel more comfortable that way, then we can. But we don’t have to, if you suggest it only because of me.” You started to untangle his clothes, still watching his face to notice any signs of discomfort. 

“Just leave it on, okay?” 

“Okay.” As you removed the clothes from his chest, leaving the cover on his left shoulder, allowing you to see his perfectly sculpted body, your lips left soft kisses on Bucky’s cheek, going down to his neck and to his abs. You stopped there, feeling how the body underneath you tensed, and his hand gripped the duvet so hard that his knuckles became white. “Bucky?” 

“‘M okay, it’s just been so long for me. Didn’t get used to feeling that way. And I want you so bad, doll, I can’t even explain it.” He closed his eyes, taking deep breaths. You felt that his cock was painfully hard underneath you, and just thinking about touching it made you ten times wetter.

“You can have me, Bucky. Do you want me to take the rest of our clothes?” You moved your hips a little bit, getting an almost desperate whine from Bucky. He looked stunning with his slightly disheveled hair, flushed cheeks, red lips, and lustful and needy eyes. And he was completely yours, fuck.

“Yes, please.” 

You placed a quick kiss on his lips before getting up. Bucky’s eyes were following your every move as you took off your shorts and t-shirt, staying in the cooling air only in your simple black underwear. But Bucky was looking at you like you were the most delicious and precious thing in the world, like he wanted to make love to you and completely destroy your body at the same time. 

“Doll– fuck, everything else too, please.” He licked his lips, unconsciously moving his hips from the lack of attention. Your eyes slipped to his crotch, seeing how his cock was very visible through layers of clothes.

You just smiled at his desperation but still reached to the back to unclip your bra and then slide your panties down your legs. You didn’t waste any more time, going back to Bucky and finally completely taking off his clothes. 

“Holy fuck…” Your mouth went completely dry when you pulled down his black boxers. You never found this part of a man’s body that attractive, but it was the prettiest dick you had ever seen. Thick and long, with a vein going around it and a slight curve towards his press. The shiny drop of pre-cum on the head made you instantly want to lick it, but the mumble of your name and calloused hand on the lower part of your back brought your attention back to Bucky.

“You’re going to kill me, doll. C’mere, please, I want– need to touch you. Need to kiss you.” Before you could even say something or move, his hand slipped under your ass and, without much effort, lifted you on top of him. “You’re so beautiful, sweetheart. I want to worship you and make you feel good; I’m so sorry that I can’t.” 

“Bucky,” you said, laying down on his chest. “I promise that when you get your new arm, I’ll let you fuck me however and wherever you want to, okay? But for now, I want to take care of you.” The feeling of your hard nipples pressing against his firm chest sent shivers down your spine, and the hand on your back made you want to grind on Bucky like a bitch in heat. “Please, touch me, baby.”

“You shouldn’t say shit like this to me, doll. I won’t let you go until you can’t even fucking think straight. Shit–  how are you so soft…” Bucky's hand was now exploring your body, gripping your ass, tracing your stomach, and reaching for your sensitive nipples. He never wanted to have both arms as much as he did at that moment—to touch every curve of your body and find everything that makes you feel good.

“Bucky!” Your hands pressed against his chest, and your head fell back with a moan when he pinched your nipple in between his fingers. He chuckled softly before sliding his hand down, right to your dripping core.

“Doll, look at you.” His eyes were glued to the place where his fingers traced your folds. “Is this all for me?” 

“Y-yes, Bucky, please…” You almost cried at the feeling that he gave you. Even if it was a long time for him, Bucky definitely didn’t forget how to please a woman. Your legs desperately wanted to close from the stimulation on the clit, but since you were spread on top of him, you couldn’t do anything but whine and dig your nails into the hot skin under your hands. “Don’t tease me, just—fuck!” 

“Taking my fingers so good, doll.” You knew that he was smiling because of your reaction as two thick digits slid inside of you, filling you so well but not enough at the same time. “You’re already ready for my cock, huh? Wanna feel how this pretty pussy stretches around me. C'mon, baby, help me.” Bucky moved his hips upward, and you felt how his dick was pressing on your ass.

“You have a dirty mouth, Barnes.” You laughed before reaching behind you, grabbing his cock, and lifting your body at the same time. You put the tip at your entrance, running his length through your folds and letting the head bump your clit as he collected your wetness, until you both couldn’t handle the teasing anymore. Bucky placed his hand on your ass, pressing on top and allowing you to slowly take him inside.

It was too much. The burn of him stretching you was slightly painful, but it made you feel so full, as if the two pieces of puzzles finally added up. You both moaned, your head fell back, and you tried to go slowly and adjust to his size.

Bucky’s hand tightened on your hip, probably leaving red marks. He breathed deeply to control his fast-beating heart. You felt so fucking good, all wet and tight for him, that it was hard not to move his hips into you. But it was obvious that you needed some time based on your tensed body and slightly opened mouth.

“Bucky…” Your eyes were flattering, and you were not able to completely focus on his face. You thought that you could just fuck him and take control, but you didn’t expect to be this cock drunk before either of you even made a move.

“So pretty lookin’ like this baby.”

“‘M so full…” You moaned, gripping Bucky’s hand and interlacing your fingers. 

You found a comfortable position, holding yourself with one hand on Bucky’s chest. The first movement of your hips was shocking, sending goosebumps all over your body. You both loudly moaned when you moved up, until he almost slipped out of you, and then down, burying his cock deeply inside. 

Bucky’s lower half slightly moved up when his non-existent left arm wanted to grab your hips, and you must’ve noticed the disappointment and anger written on his face because you leaned a little bit lower and freed your hand from his grip, moving it to his face. 

“That’s okay, Buck, just relax, please? Don’t worry.” You cooed in the softest voice. Your hips started to slowly move at a stable pace.

“You’re so perfect, baby.” He mumbled, and you felt that his body started to thrust into yours, so his cock perfectly touched your g-spot.

It became more intense with every minute. The little hut was filled with the smell of sex and the sound of your moans, as well as skin slapping against skin. You were too desperate for each other, trying to reach your climaxes but not wanting this moment to end. 

Bucky tried to touch you as much as possible; he wanted to make you feel good, give you satisfaction, and fulfill his own needs in your presence. He moved his hand from your ass to your stomach and boobs, then to your face, drawing you in for another hot and passionate kiss. He was all over you, hungry to get more and to remember every centimeter of your perfect body. 

You two moved in perfect rhythm, meeting each other's movements.

“Please, Bucky– it’s so good, fu-uck, I’m gonna cum.” You cried out loud, feeling that your body was starting to go numb from your approaching orgasm. 

“Such a good pussy, takin’ me so well. ‘M close too, baby; ride my cock, c’mon. Get what you need.” He slapped your ass, encouraging you to move faster. “So pretty wrapped around me. Can I cum inside you, hm? Will you let me feel you up?” 

Your head quickly nodded while you didn’t break eye contact with the man in front of you. Bucky bit his lip, trying to control himself and get you to the finish first, but you looked so fucking good on top of him, with your boobs jumping up and down, that he knew he couldn’t hold himself any longer. So he brought his hand to the lower part of your stomach, pressing his thumb against your swollen clit. 

That was the breaking point for you. You completely lost control over your body, barely being able to stay still when the waves of pleasure were breaking through you.

“Good girl. You can almost feel me in your stomach, yeah?” Bucky was feeling every thrust of his dick with the palm of his hand, and it felt fucking insane. “Fu-u-uck, you’re squeezing the shit out of me; ‘m not gonna last longer.” He moaned, losing his rhythm too, while you fell down on his chest, too overwhelmed and overstimulated. 

You felt the last movement of his hips until he froze, moaning into your ear, and emptied himself deeply inside of your spasming pussy. You unconsciously continued to squeeze around his cock, getting every single drop, as if your body was greedy to get more of his load.

“I don’t feel m’ body…” You mumbled, already feeling sleepy, and wrapped your hands around Bucky’s body. 

“Sleep, baby.” The soft material fell on your back, covering your naked bodies. You felt a light kiss on top of your head, and Bucky’s arm hugged your back, holding you closer to him. 

You weren't sure, but right before you drifted to sleep, you heard something that weirdly sounded like “I love you.” 

part 2

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[nut4shuri]

could you please do angst where reader and shuri get into an argument and reader takes off in one of the aircrafts and shuri goes looking for her? (but pls with a happy ending)

Lose you🤍

I really would like someone to explain what angst is to me? Is it like smut,without the smut or some shit? Like what is the diffrence. Cause i really don't know.

THANKS FOR REQUESTING!🤍

~

"Y/N WAIT- LET ME EXPLAIN"

"EXPLAIN? SERIOUSLY?.."

"IT WAS JUST IN THE HEAT OF THE MOMENT,FOR BAST SAKES CAN YOU LISTEN AND QUIT YELLING!"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN? DID YOU FORGET YOU WHERE IN A FUCKING RELATIONSHIP,MORE SO THAT YOU ARE ENGAGED! YOU LITERALLY KISSED HER..INFRONT OF ME!"you said as your eyes teared up.

You couldn't believe what you just witnessed... shuri kissing riri in the lab,and shuri had the nerves to defend her and riri's actions saying it was in the "heat" of the moment and wasn't their fault. She even had the nerves to call you "embarrassing" and said you where "being difficult".

"YOUR OVERREACTING IT WAS A LITTLE KISS,YOUR ACTING LIKE I FUCKED HER!"she yelled right back at you.

your eyes began to tear up even more. You really couldn't believe what she was saying,you didn't believe it at all. This wasn't your shuri,it just couldn't be. She would never...something was wrong.

she stopped her rant as she seen the look in your eyes and the look of utter dissapontment flashed her face.

"babe i.."

"Babe nothing. Its over we're through."you said as you rushed to leave the room hearning shuirs screams bebind you.

"Y/n!" She yelled as you heard footsteps you sped up and rushed to get away.

You could feel shuri on your tail as you quickly looked seeing no other exit but the aircraft sitting on the building.

"Shit"

"Ms.Y/N you can not-!" Okeyo sounded as she seen you climbing the aircraft to get in.

You sped up as she she raced to get to you but she was to late as you closed the door.

Others ran behind her looking up as the aircraft began to lift.

"Shit!" You heard as Okeyo ran over to another aircraft you the quickly pressed the auto pilot button.

"how do you even fly this shit.."

It sped off into the wind as you sat back and thought about the argument you and shuri just had..

I understand all the pressure she's been under and the Queen's passing but I just didn't understand was I not enough? did she not love me anymore? who was I? I was questioning myself so much more than I ever had before because really. Who was I without Shuri?

Was I really worth her love was I really worth the time and affection Riri was so much smarter than me she was pretty and she had more potential and her and sure got along really well more than we ever did every time I felt like we bonded with sexually..

"Ms.Y/N" Groit spoke out through my kemoye beads..

"Yes.."i said silently as i took them off my wrists placing them to the side.

"The queen requests for you to return to the palce expeditiously."

"The Queen can politely shut the hell up."

"Ms Y/N-"

My beads began to vibrate rapidly as a small hologram of shuri surfaced from the beads.

I groaned taking the beads and open a small window on the side of the aircraft and tossing them out.

"Im going home." You whispered to yourself.

Placing an address in the gps of the aircraft i sat back in my seat and looked out at the view.

Reminiscing on all of our happy moments together,me meating tchalla,and the queen herself.

She saved you...in your darkest moments she was their.....You being known as a "criminal" ..but she saw the good in you and she helped you find your self again.

You wished you never met her. This old you wouldn't feel so much,the old you wouldn't cry and she definitely wouldn't run away from her problems. But thats all you could do,if you talked face to face you were burst out in tears and wouldn't be able to control yourself you wouldn't know what to say I had to feel your feelings will be all over the place.

You sat back staring into the horizon watching the sky as birds flew,passing by the sparkly blue water shined from below the sight of wakanda was just so beautiful.

~

Slipping off your shoes you made your way inside of your apartment,you always had a back up plan. Nobody knew about this apartment but you. You knew that you needed something to fall back on if this happened,you just hoped it never did.

You slipped of your coat and made your way to the bathroom running some hot water,adding in some bubbles and epsom salt you lit some candles and let the water run walking out grabbing a bottle of wine and a wine cup.

You made your way back into the bathroom turning off the water and slipping of your clothing.

You sat in the water,your body settled and stilled as you took in the quiet atmosphere,your eyes began to tear up as tears started to fall.And they kept falling,you brought your knees up to your chest and began to silently break down.

After a while you opened the wine bottle and started to drink,and kept drinking.All your worries went into a blur as you sipped from the whine glass and steadied your breath.

After your bath you washed your hair and cleaned,slipping on some silk pjs and began to dry your hair in the mirror.

As you looked in the mirror your eyes widened as you slipped the earlings from your ear watching them light up in your hands.

*knocking sounds*

"Fuck." You said and groaned you walked to the door hesitantly.

Grabbing your gun form the dresser you opened the door and their stood shuri.

Her hands in her pockets,her eyes where swollen and red,her hair was everywhere and she wore grey sweats and a hooddie to match.

"Y/N-" she said as she let out a shaky breath and pulled you into a hug.

"What- shuri-"

You heard faint sobs as you shut up instantly,holding her up as she began to break down in your arms.

"Im sorry please,please please don't go."

"I love you so much,i just dont know why i didnt that- i- i wanted you to feel the hurt i was feeling and i reflected pain from me to you,i felt like you didn't care and all you cared about was your won wishes,but i was so wrong. I shoulda talked to you because i love you and-"

You slapped your hand over her mouth and sat her up.

"Shuri breathe."

"your all i have y/n.."she spoke silently

She sucked up her crys and began to whipe her face.

Pulling her into the apartment you grabbed her a glass of water and sat her on the couch.

"I can't live without you,i can't breath without you,i fell apart at the thought of you and me no longer being together i love you with my whole soul,every bone in my body,every inch of myself i gave to you,and i love and care for you and you do the same for me like no one else has ever done..and i don't wanna lose that..

I don't wanna lose you."

jay🤍-yall seen that video with letitia and kehlani? 😩

#letitia wright #shuri x reader #i love shuri #princess shuri #shuri udaku #shuri x you #shuri angst

[becasworldsstuff]

𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮

-> hi everyone!! I’m beca and u are all very welcome in my world, I use she/her pronouns

-> English isn’t my first language, so if I make mistakes, please feel free to tell me

-> please DNI: if you don’t support lgbtq+, if you are pro life, if you are underage ( I won’t check every single one of you time per time in search of a minor, you are responsible for what you choose to read)

-> I’m a proud FEMINIST so please if it makes you uncomfortable the idea of having equal rights, please leave now

-> feel free to send requests

-> these are the characters (divided by show/film/book/au) that I write for

-> I WRITE FOR RELATIONSHIPS/PLATONIC

MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE

James Buchanan Barnes (40s/any era/mafia/modern/daddy/cg/bff…)

Steven Grant Rogers (40s/any era/mafia/modern/daddy/cg/bff…)

Anthony stark (mafia/daddy/cg/alpha…)

Sam Wilson (mafia/daddy/cg/alpha…)

Loki Laufeyson (mafia/daddy/cg/alpha…)

Thor Odinson (mafia/daddy/cg/alpha…)

Stephen Strange (mafia/daddy/cg/alpha…)

Tchalla (mafia/daddy/cg/alpha…)

Clint Barton

Stucky ( poly)

Sambuckysteve (poly)

BRIDGERTON

Anthony bridgerton (lover/bff/sister…)

Benedict bridgerton (lover/bff/sister…)

Colin Bridgerton (lover/bff/sister…)

Simon Basset (lover/bff/sister…)

Daphne Bridgerton (bff/sister)

Eloise Bridgerton (bff/sister)

OUTER BANKS

John b

Jj

Pope

Kiara

Sarah

Rafe

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES UNIVERSE

Freya mikaelson

Elijah mikaelson

Klaus mikaelson

Kol mikaelson

Rebekah mikaelson

Poly mikaelson

Davina Claire

Elena Gilbert

Jeremy Gilbert ( WHEN OF AGE)

Katherine Pierce

Stefan Salvatore

Damon Salvatore

Silas

ONE CHICAGO

Matthew Casey

Kelly severide

Blake Gallo

EVERYONE ELSE ONLY FOR PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP

-> I write everything from smut to fluff, I like a bit of angst but I WONT DO SAD ENDINGS

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x fem!reader #steve rogers x reader #tony stark x reader #sam wilson x reader #sam wilson x y/n #loki x reader #thor x reader #strange x reader #tchalla x reader #clint x reader #stucky x reader #stucky x y/n #bridgerton!sister #anthony bridgerton x reader #simon basset x reader #pogues x reader #Jb x reader #jj x reader #pope x reader #kiara x reader #Sarah x reader #Rafe x reader #one chicago #fluff

[pantherandtheseagod]

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

[wakandan-smuts-forever]

Hey Guys!!

[ART BLOG: @disaster-sketches-marvel​]

I've never written smut before, so please don't judge my first stories too harshly and feel free to give feedback!

The purpose of this blog is 'cause I can literally count the T'Challa x Nakia main pairing fanfics on my fingers, and there is like, hardly any smut for it, even though it is a wonderful ship.

Though there are good T'Challa x Reader smuts, I feel that there could be more to stories, and given the potential of Wakandan Royalty and all, why nott? :D

Besides, I can't find a SINGLE Star Lord T'Challa smut, and only a few fanfics, and I DONT UNDERSTAND WHY noone sees potential...

My Blog will (hopefully) contain more characters like T'Challa's parents, Okoye, T'Challa's grandparents, and some Wakandan OCs!

Please do request anything that's:

> Overage - (I do only romance fics for below 18. Anything sexual in there will either only be about exploration of identity or involve almost matured teenagers)

> Queer or Straight - (I'll do queer relationships as long as the trope/prompt isn't homophobic, cause I've seen weird ones lately)

> Not non-con - (There’s always gonna be some kind of understanding or consent in my smutfic)

> Not Incest - (I won't say you're not safe here, but don't expect T'Cherik or anything over here)

> Oneshots - I'll try my best :)

Again, I'll say, please feel free to tell me if there's something problematic about my work and explain it to me so that I'll learn something new. <3

MASTERLIST: (Independent Post) reblog this one because this is where I’m gonna update.

(Writing To Do List) 

Smuts- 🔥 | Queer stories- 🌈 | Fluff- ✨| Angst- 💔| Humor- 📀| Cute- 🌻

Fic Ideas:

Star Lord T’Challa and Killmonger Fic

Were-panther!T’Challa Dark Fic

Instinct Sequel (tchallasbabymama)

N’Jobu and Little Erik fic

Star Lord T’Challa fic series

Young T’Challa and Erik fic Idea

Erik meeting his friends from Oakland Fic

Cute T’Challa Idea

Actually a Nakia Headcanon

Black Panther Comedy Scene

Short fics:

🔥 Merry Christmas Sthandwa... (18+)

Young Wakandan Fics:

1) 🔥📀🌻 Birds, Bees and Panthers - Part I (18+) ,  Part II

A baby T’Challa walks in on his parents having... a lot of fun.

2) ✨🌈🌻💔 You Are Wakandan - [UPCOMING] inspiration

#tchalla x nakia #tchalla smut #black panther #wakanda #smut #MCU smut #Marvel #T'Challa x Reader #mcu #t'challa x nebula #t'challa x you #t'challa x oc #request #baby t'challa #cute t'challa