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camilaxmartin · 1 year
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Can you make an shuri x reader fic out of the scene where her and okoye went to the collage to find riri but instead of riri it's just y/n or something
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this. right. here. idk why but it just gave me so much motivation skdhsjsk soo let’s get down to business.
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navigation // request // me and find the rest!
summary: shuri and okoye went to to college to find the person who made the machine to define vibranium who happens to be you.
warnings: SPOILERS FOR BP: WAKANDA FOREVER !!!
notes: i hope i remembered this scene correctly. tbh i don’t know why it turned out shorter than i expected😭 i may write part 2 to it one day👀 with more fluff and stuff.
part two // part three // part four
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“one thousand” you said to the boy standing in front of you.
“one thousand?! yesterday it was eight hundred.” he protested, while you rolled your eyes.
“inflation darling.” you responded fluttering your eyelashes, it was his turn to roll his eyes. in the next moment you heard the sound of notification coming from your phone.
“done and thank you.” he said annoyed and turned around to walk back to his friends. you smiled to yourself and headed back to your room.
what you didn’t know was the two women standing in the parking lot watching your every step.
“she’s a literal child.” said okoye looking at shuri.
“she’s a genius.” the girl corrected her, eyes still glued to you.
“i will handle it” the woman said wanting to follow you, but shuri stopped her with one of her hands.
“let me do it. no one will suspect anything, i can blend into the students” she argued still not letting go of her.
“why? do i look bad?” general asked which took shuri by surprise. “it’s the shade isn’t it? i thought it looked good.”
“noo you look great.” shuri sayid being a little amused by the sudden direction this conversation have taken.
“you sure?” the woman asked wanting to be assured.
“yes. now, let me talk with the girl.” shuri said gesturing to the building which you disappeared in a moment ago.
“you got five minutes. then i come in.” okoye smiled with her most loveable smile, but shuri knew better than that.
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you just came back from one of your lessons and started to prepare for another one, when suddenly you heard knocking. guessing it was one of your to-be clients you rolled your eyes while approaching the door.
“i don’t take requests in person. i’ve got a whole damn website for it.” you said but your mouth went dry when you saw who was the person standing before your room. it was shuri. as in princess shuri. as in shuri princess of wakanda. and as the most pretty girl you’ve seen. wait-
“you… i-i mean princess-“ you started but shuri silenced you by putting a finger on her lips and quickly slipped into your room.
“you are the genius who constructed the vibranium machine, right?” she asked even tho she knew the answer. you just nodded your head, being a bit nervous because of the way she called you a genius.
“shuri” you stated still not believing your eyes and ears. “what are you doing here? i-i mean has i done something bad? did i annoy wakanda or something?” you started rambling but shuri got into your words.
“not only us.” she stated looking around your room, being too distracted by it to be only looking at you. she noticed many posters on your walls and many pictures of your hobbies and current hyper fixations.
“then who else?” you asked getting a little anxious by this whole situation.
“for your own safety i can’t say. but i need you to pack up your things and go back with me to wakanda.” she said finally landing her eyes on you.
“but princess, when?” you asked still being unable to believe in all of this.
shuri felt her cheeks warm up a little when you again, used her title. not that it was something new to her, almost everyone in wakanda used it, but just the way you said it, have changed something in this sentence. “right now.” she explained looking into your eyes.
“what?!” you screamed not being able to control your own voice in that moment. “but i can’t! i got differentiation lesson in a few minutes! i can’t just leave like that.” you protested and shuri bit her lower lip starting to worry.
“trust me. you’re not safe here but in wakanda nothing bad will happen to you. i can promise you that.” she was trying to convince you, but you felt like you were in some kind of a dream.
“i assume that, princess.” you said noticing this time how shuri reacted to the title. she scratched the back of her neck, looking away from you for a minute, needing time to think on how to finally convince you. “but i can’t just leave.” you argued also needing to think for a bit.
“y/n listen…” she started, but you stopped her.
“no.” you said rubbing your eye with one hand. “i- i need to refresh myself.” you said going straight to the bathroom.
the moment you entered the room, shuri heard your scream. her attention instantly turned to you who were now running away from the bathroom while okoye was walking slowly behind you. you ran to your desk and grabbed the first thing you could find, which was a loudspeaker.
“one step closer, and you’ll regret it.” you said, which made the woman laugh. “i’m serious!”
“oh, sure you are.” she said looking at you like you were some kind of an idiot. “look shuri, she got a loudspeaker!” she imitated you which made your blood boil. “listen little girl, there are two options: you come with us to wakanda conscious or unconscious.” she smiled at the end what gave you another dose of anxiety.
“you must’ve been unconscious when you were putting on makeup today.” you said, the first thing that came to your mind. woman in front of you was clearly surprised, but the princess started to laugh.
“that’s funny?” she asked the girl, with murder in her eyes.
“no, no it’s not.” she answered trying to control her laugh.
“i told you i looked bad.” she said, gently hitting shuri’s arm.
“you look good.” shuri said, trying to calm down okoye a bit. she just rolled her eyes. “hey, hey, listen.” she stepped a little closer to you. “we just want to keep you safe.”
“you know what?” okoye stepped in again. “let’s leave her here and let her deal with namor himself, alone.” she smiled and your blood ran cold.
“stop it.” you whined. “i don’t know what to do.” you said mostly to yourself.
“so let us help.” shuri came even closer, now standing right in front of you. “nothing bad will happen to you while you’re with us.” she assured you, also taking one of your hands in her. you uncontrollably blushed.
“i think it won’t be that hard to convince her.” okoye stated looking amused while looking at you and then at shuri. you blushed even more at her comment at this time even shuri noticed it.
“don’t listen to her.” shuri said, while looking right into your eyes. “it’s just her thing” she smiled at you and you felt your cheeks warm up more.
“thank you princess.” you said being hypnotised by her eyes. this time, shuri gently smiled at your response.
“i see what’s going on here, princess.” okoye commented again. “but please, focus on the mission first and then you will be free to flirt as much as you two want to.” she added, waiting for your reply.
“okoye, get a grip.” shuri scoffed her, but okoye just acted hurt.
“we’re not flirting.” you protested. “i wouldn’t dare to do such a thing with the princess.” you added what made both woman laugh but shuri’s face stayed a little red.
“don’t miss your chance. i can guarantee you, the princess wouldn’t mind it.” she said, specifically marking shuri’s title.
“she’s insane.” shuri commented still looking at your face and then into your eyes when they landed on her again. “but she’s not wrong.” she whispered winking at you. if you think you were already red, i don’t know how you looked right now.
“girls, seriously.” okoye broke the tension again. “pack. up.” she said with a very strong accent.
“will you go with us?” shuri asked you, with hope in her eyes.
“i don’t have a choice apparently.” you said breathing out hard.
“you will love wakanda, i promise. and we will be able to keep you safe there.” shuri repeated herself, while letting go of your hand.
“the princess will make sure of the first part.” okoye added smiling at the both of you. shuri only rolled her eyes at this.
“fine, i will go.” you stated, which earned a smile from shuri. “but we need to go to my workshop first. i have all my projects there.” you said, making the conversation serious again.
“we got you.” shuri said smiling at you even more, when okoye shook her at the two of you.
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killmongerskeeper · 1 year
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Royal Surprise // Shuri
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Summary/Request: Ouuuu that Shuri smut had my mouth watering. Can you do one where she sneaks away from Wakanda to see the reader who is currently in college in the states? - Anonymous
Pairing: Shuri x Hbcu!FemReader
Warning: Fluff 
Word Count: 1.3k
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You let out a sigh as the pencil in your hand tapped away at the notebook on your desk. Trying to figure out the solution to the equation printed on paper was starting to give you a small headache. It was also a pain that your roommate was no help. You were smart but not on her level. Hell, even your girlfriend could answer this question just by glancing at it. She may be the princess of Wakanda but her brain was non comparable. One of the smartest people you know. 
"Still can't figure it out?" A voice broke you from your thoughts and your eyes found your roommates figure. 
"Not yet." You said and she laughed at the way your eyes glared through the braids hanging in front of your face. 
"Come on Y/N. You got it." She said walking towards the door as she slung her bag over her shoulder, headed out the door.
"Yeah with no help from you Riri." You scoffed wishing she would just give you the answer. But according to her, it would help you learn it. "Why can't I just pay you like everyone else?"
"We've known each other for too long to do that. Plus I enjoy watching you struggle. It's what best friends are for." she shrugged feeling way too amused at you failing to answer the problem.
"Haha. Where are you going anyway? Your next class doesn't start for 30 more minutes." You asked and she held up her phone.
"That bullhead from the football team owes me a band. He didn’t pay yesterday, so the price got raised." She smirked and you shook your head. The things people will do for a good grade goes beyond you. 
"So lunch should be on you then?" You laughed as she turned to you with a straight face. "Hey you're the one with the deep pockets, big money."
"Yeah but you haven't figured out that problem yet. Bet still stands genius." You gave a frown as she turned to leave.
"Yeah yeah! I'll bring dinner though." She called out as she closed the door behind her. You shook your head as you continued trying to figure out the problem. You let an hour pass before you felt yourself nodding off, class work completely forgotten in the notebook on your desk. You heard a light knock causing you to stir out of your sleep, checking your phone for the time.
"Riri isn't here!" You shouted at who was probably one of her future customers. You moved to head to the fridge before another knock hit the door. You sighed in frustration as you dragged yourself to the door after slipping on some sweats. "I already told you if you're looking for Riri she's not-" You swung the door open and your jaw just about hit the floor. At the door stood your long distance girlfriend and princess of Wakanda herself. She wore a black tracksuit with the curls in her hair falling over her eyes. You went to start questioning her before she put a finger up to her lips, signaling you to stay quiet. She gently pushed you backwards to get into the room and scoop you up in her arms. 
"What are you doing here?" You asked in a hushed squeal as she kissed you softly. You eagerly returned the kiss after throwing your arms over her shoulders. Her hands held you close before you pulled away with wide eyes. 
"I came to see you. For the first time I grew bored in my lab so I decided to fly out to surprise you.” she told you and you felt like a kid in a candy store. It's not often she has time to call let alone visit. 
"I get that. But who brought you? How did you get here? Okoye isn't outside, is she? Someone might think she's up to something." You began to panic before she grabbed your face.
"No one is outside. I came on my own." She grinned as you grabbed her arms to pull her into your room.
"But what did your mother say about it?" You asked and she shrugged 
"She can't speak on what she doesn't know." You covered your mouth to contain your laughter. 
"You are a sneaky little shit." You said to her and she hugged you again, burying her face in your neck. She missed you. You too miss these moments, every time you have to part from her for a while. But her being here, with you in her arms, soaking in her warmth. You wouldn't trade it for the world. You didn't even hear the door open until the sound of a bag dropping caught your attention. You turned to see Riri with the widest her eyes have ever been.
"Riri, calm down. I can explain." You told her as her hands flew to her head. 
"Calm down? You wanna tell me why my best friend is all up on the princess of Wakanda?!" She said in disbelief and you went to scratch your neck. 
"Riri, this is Shuri. My girlfriend. Baby this is my best friend Riri." You introduced the two as Riri tried to keep her composure. 
"So this is Riri?" Shuri asked with an amused grin as your roommate struggled to hold it together. 
"You know about me? Does she know about me? How come I didn't know about her? Y/N-"
"Okay relax. I didn't tell you because Wakanda had their own problems and I didn't want to involve you." You spoke before she could muster out another question. 
"Y/N is right. My homeland did have its own affairs to deal with. I asked her to keep it on the low. But I am glad to finally meet the person she talks so much about." You grabbed her arm causing her to look down at you. 
"How long do you think you have?" As soon as the question left your mouth a voice spoke out from her kimoyo beads. Riri looked around the room before Shuri held up her wrist.
"Shuri?" A voice sang and you looked up at the princess with a worried glance. 
"Mother." She replied softly. 
"I sent Okoye to fetch you only for her to come back and tell me, you are not here. Is there a reason you aren't at the palace right now?" The queen asked and Shuri gave a nervous laugh.
"I just stepped away from the palace for a couple minutes. Needed to grab some things." She lied trying to cover her tracks.
"Did you forget I can track location daughter." The queen said with a firm tone that even you couldn't lie to her.
"Hi Queen Ramonda." You mumbled a greeting and the queen gave a soft laugh.
"Hello sweet Y/N. Please make sure my daughter returns at an appropriate time." She said to you and you nodded even though she couldn't see me. 
"I'll return soon mother. Just wanted to come see her." Shuri said before kissing you temple.
"I understand child. Just remember to tell me next time." The queen mused, causing her daughter to roll her eyes. You now see where Shuri got her habit of checking locations from.
"Understood. Now I gotta go."
The conversation ended and you grabbed your purse and Shuri's hand as you dashed to the door.
"I'll be back later!" You called out to Riri who was still stunned by the entire ordeal. 
"But what about the class work?" She motioned to your desk still covered in notebook paper.
"Finish it for me. Please? I'll owe you big time!" You shouted going out the door before she could respond. She stared at the door you just locked and shook her head.
"Ain't that some shit."
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Namor’s Assault on Wakanda: Namor's Ultimatum Black Panther: Wakanda Forever (2022) dir. Ryan Coogler
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creamecafe · 1 year
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Hey! Can we get a Shuri x F!Reader fic, where the reader is mildly superpowered and had moved to Wakanda per request of the Queen after T'challa's passing to allow Shuri to have one trusted friend with her and she stays with her throughout Shuri's grieving period and fights alongside her and her people out at sea, earning herself the title of 'Hero' in the eyes of the Wakandan's despite not being one of their own, and of course, she and Shuri fall in love with eachother but they dont confess until before Shuri drinks the contents of her artificial heart, and before she goes she tells the reader she loves her incase the plant sends her into cardiac arrest and she dosent get the chance to tell her? Sorry for the long request.
Your the Only Friend I Need
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*Spoilers for Black Panther: Wakanda Forever if you haven't seen it yet. You have been warned*
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3
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Summary: What the request said (Until I can make up a good summary)
Pairing: Shuri Udaku x Fem!Reader with Super-Powers
Warnings: mutual pining, mentions of death, grief, depression, friends to lovers, and eventually fluff at the end. Also not double checked but I'll have to get to that soon.
a/n: @ackroxia this is an absolutely great idea of a request tysm! And DW about it being so long it's perfect!
The king is dead. T'Challa is dead. It was hard for you to accept the news that your close friend is gone. Especially thinking of how the Queen and his sister are feeling due to his death. You have been meaning to reach out to Shuri but didn't know when the right time was.
She was your best friend. Of course, the right thing to do is bring her comfort but didn't know how.
Your thoughts were disturbed as you hear a knock on your door and you go to approach to see who's there.
You look through the peephole and it was none other than the powerful female soldier group known, as the Dora Milaje. You open the door and allowed them in.
"Okoye and Ayo. It's nice to see you both. What brings you here?"
"Hello Y/N it's nice to see you too," Okoye smiled.
"We are here by the Queens' order" Ayo answered.
Oh no. The Queen. It could either mean something good or bad.
"The Queen. What does she need? How can I be a help of assistance?"
"She wants you to come to Wakanda in order of comfort for Shuri due to her state of the Kings death."
"Of course my condolences to the king. And how's Shuri?"
"Not so well. She spends much of her time in the lab. Rarely gets out to socialize or eat."
"I can imagine the death of her brother and how it affects her. They were really close."
"Indeed they were. We need you to come to Wakanda."
"Of course. I don't mind staying a couple of weeks there to comfort Shuri."
"No, I'm not talking about weeks. I mean permanently."
Permanently? Living in Wakanda permanently? It sounds like a dream because you have been to the country before to fight Thanos and how beautiful it is but to live there permanently never crossed your mind.
"Permanently? Like I stay there forever, leaving all my stuff here and my home?"
"I know it sounds like a lot. But Shuri could really use comfort."
You stopped and pondered a moment to think about the choice you would have to make. Shuri is your friend. It feels like a privilege you are chosen as a comfort to be by Shuri's side in an amazing country.
You took a deep breath in and sighed.
"I will go to Wakanda. For Shuri."
"We will help you bring your stuff."
You then started packing your stuff in order to leave your home and enter your new one, Wakanda. After you had everything packed and head off to the ship waiting outside, just practically calling your name, you looked back at your home and how much you will miss it. But then you remember this is for Shuri, a choice you made. You turn your head towards it and never looked back.
Now you were on the ship settled in and waiting for you to arrive at your destination.
-Time Skip-
You had now arrived at Wakanda and were now in the citadel guarded by more of the Dora Milaje. You walked to the meeting room and where the throne is. The doors opened and there stood the most powerful woman known, the Queen of Wakanda, hence her real name Ramonda.
"Queen." You bow down in respect towards her.
"Y/N. You are a friend to Wakanda and part of this family. There's no need to bow."
"I know but my parents always taught me to respect my elders." I smile at her and she does too
She goes to hug me and I reach in. Her hug was firm but also soft. Once you pulled out of the hug, she put her hands on your shoulders and slowly slide to your hands.
"I thank you for coming to Wakanda. I'm sorry for the short notice, but I just want my daughter to be alright."
"No it's ok I understand. My condolences to you and Shuri about the king, your son. First your husband and now your son. I can't imagine the pain you are going through."
"Well here in Wakanda, death is not the end." She smiled sweetly and cupped my face.
"You are a very strong woman Queen, I always admired that about you."
"You are very sweet Y/N, I always loved that about you."
Your heartbeat happily at her kindness.
"Come I'll let you see Shuri."
You nodded and followed her to Shuri's lab. You forgotten how big it was and how much you missed it.
You climb down the steps and see a whole bunch of technology around you and hologram screens. Then you saw her, Shuri.
"Shuri, I have a surprise for you."
"I don't think I'll be interested mama."
"Why you haven't even seen it yet? It's a special someone."
Shuri turns around rolling her eyes until she stops when she sees you. Her eyes widened.
"Y/N?"
"Hi Shuri," You smiled.
"Y/N, oh my god why didn't you tell me you were coming?"
"Well um.."
"I had her come to my request. To comfort you."
"Wait you requested for her to come?"
"To stay with you permanently."
"What? No mama, no you can't do that to Y/N. She can't be here because you want her to, what about her family, her home?"
"Shuri it's ok. I wanted to come here. I chose to. For you."
"But..." Shuri sighed.
"You need someone by you and I will do that." I interrupted her and held her shoulder. "I don't care if I have to stay in Wakanda for the rest of my life. I just want you to be ok. That's what matters to me""
Shuri looked down. She felt guilty that you're willing to leave your home to stay in Wakanda with her. She never had someone be her first priority before, especially you.
"I appreciate it Y/N. Thank you so much "
"Now you see why I wanted her to come here Shuri" Ramonda smiled at Shuri.
"Yes mama" Shuri laughed and you smiled too.
"I'll let you two be," Ramonda said as she left the lab.
You both look as the Queen leaves the lab and then turn to each other and smile.
"Do you want me to show you your room?"
"Yeah of course."
You both laugh as you leave the lab to see your new room. When you both arrived it was beautiful. The windows were big enough to see over the city of Wakanda and the night sky with many stars. You were able to put your luggage in and soon be able to decorate it the way you want. You and Shuri just spend the rest of the day talking and hearing how she's doing with the passing of T'Challa.
The first night of Wakanda has been comforting and soothing. The guards had given you comfort clothing, clothing of their culture, and sandals. The food was just immaculate with the seasonings put into it.
When you first took a bit of the food, your eyes widened. Shuri taking a sight at this laughed.
"Is it good?"
"Good? Amazing! Why didn't I have some sooner?"
You both laugh and continue eating.
After eating, you went to take a nice steamy hot bath and just sighed at the calm and relaxing experience. After you were done, you put your pajamas on and were heading to bed. You went to Shuri's room and knocked on the door. Shuri went to the door and opened it. She smiled when she saw you.
"Hey Y/N"
"Hey, Shuri I just came to say goodnight."
"Well, goodnight to you. And thank you for choosing to stay in Wakanda. " She went and gave you a hug
"Or course," You embraced the hug. "Anything for you."
"I know you probably miss your home and family."
"I do but I can make this my home and find my new family here." You smile
Shuri smiled as well. She was lucky to have a friend devoted as you, especially moving to a whole new country.
"Thank you really. Have a goodnight."
"You too Shuri."
Shuri closes her bedroom door and you walk back to your room. You close the door behind you and go to the window. You take a look at the city with lights in buildings, majority dimmed and majority turned off. You felt fortunate that you would be seeing this view every night from now on.
You walk to your bed and settle in under the blankets. You look up at the ceiling and sighed with a smile on your face.
Maybe staying Wakanda for a long time wouldn't be so dreadful after all as you thought.
Let me know if you want to be tagged in part 2 and 3!
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koisuko · 15 days
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Is it alright if I request mk1 characters with a reader who is a black panther, tiger or lion? Platonic, of course.
Lost motivation for this one, and it’s been sitting in my drafts for a million years so I’ll only do these three fellas.
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TW: potential mentions of animal mistreatment, gn reader, slight gore
ft: Liu Kang, Raiden and Kung Lao
Liu Kang
Being a god, he had seen his fair share of unusual things, big and small, yet even this took him by surprise. Walking through the woods near the Wu Shi Academy, his bright glowing eyes took in the serene environment around him, centering his mind and relieving the stress simultaneously.
It wasn't long before he was stopped in his tracks, a bewildering sight before him, a sleek black panther. Your fur bristled down your back, your ears folded as you bared your sharp canines to him in fear. Your fur was slightly tinted red, flesh wedged between your teeth, and a brown leather strap circled your neck. A now broken chain connected to a loop in the collar, a gash severed your side in your fight for freedom. You were once a pet, a toy, your existence solely for the entertainment of humans, your mother slaughtered in front of you and your siblings sold at auctions. You were subjected to cruelty, the sick treatment of your kind made your stomach churn, you weren't about to let it happen again.
You bared your teeth once more, a deep guttural hiss left your throat, this human was strange, his eyes bright like headlights. If you weren't so afraid, you would be curious, his aura felt..safe, comfortable, yet you didn't let up on your defenses. You didn't dare move, the gash on your side stinging and irritated. Dirt festered the wound further from your earlier scuffle with your captors.
The human put his hands up, kneeling down to your level with a smile. He didn't move forward yet strangely, he didn't run away in fear. You nearly gave in to your curiosity, but the memories of similar behavior from your captors only to be met with betrayal lingered in the back of your mind, freezing you in place. Your hissing ceased, your breathing still rapid, reflecting your inner battle and fear for your life.
“I mean you no harm.” Just his voice in itself brought you a small amount of peace. Slowly, you stepped closer towards him. Your nose held high to sniff the scent carried through your nostrils from the gentle breeze of the forest. He didn’t smell like your captors, no, quite the opposite. Sensing your unease, he stood, taking a small step back. “Come, let us tend to those wounds.” As he began retreating where he came, you followed silently behind.
Raiden and Kung Lao
“No way, that has to be a beetle!” Kung Lao brought his finger to point at the small bug, having harshly removed it from its cozy home while farming. “Look at that, see?” He gestures to the shiny bit on the back, “definitely a beetle.” Raiden rolled his eyes at his antics, “we have more important things than this debate, Kung Lao.” He tilts his head, raising a brow at his best friend. “Oh come on Raiden, just admit that I’m right,” Kung Lao brought one hand to sit on his hip, while the other gripped the hoe, leaning his weight on it slightly. Raiden didn’t even entertain the idea. Instead, he simply rolled his eyes before resuming his vigorous harvest of cabbages.
Kung Lao had a witty reply at the tip of his tongue, ready to further irritate his friend. Until a sudden commotion reached their ears, causing them to perk up and look to eachother with confusion. In the center of the village, a crowd had formed. Various villagers stood in a circle with their arms raised in defense at the thing in the center of it. Children who were once playing, now cower inside their homes. “What’s going on here?” Raiden asked, a villager running in fear had stopped to answer him, “tiger!” Perplexed, the two men looked to each other before pushing their way through to the center. The villager certainly wasn’t lying, there in the center of the group was a tiger, whipping around with massive teeth bared in defense. Its ears were flattened, stature low as if ready to run at any moment. It didn’t seem to be looking to hurt anyone, more like it looked afraid and confused.
Raiden and Kung Lao pushed further towards the center, standing before you with outstretched arms and palms foreword to convey their means for peace. “Everyone stand back,” Kung Lao ordered, not once taking his eyes off you. They didn’t look at you in fear, their eyes wide in both shock and awe. What a magnificent creature, Raiden thought to himself while he admired your stripes and fearsome display. The group surrounding you slowly became more sparse and spaced out, easing your stress only a little. You brought your focus to the two in front of you, another guttural warning sent their way. “It is okay, we mean you no harm,” Raiden took a small step towards you, hoping that if you were to run away from him that it would be in the direction of the nearby forestry. You were not hurt, but had followed a goat towards the village and had been found by terror ridden villagers. Their shrill shrieks and shouts had coaxed you away from your home and unfortunately, right in the center of human territory.
You never had a good relationship with humans. The last experience being trapped in a cage, poked and prodded until you snapped at them, only to be punished for such behavior. A interaction burned into your brain, forever tainting your view on such beings. They took another slow step, causing you to tense up and hiss aggressively, the hairs on your back bristling. “Hey, we want to help, we won’t hurt you,” Kung Lao uttered, he kept his hands up and held a submissive posture. Raiden followed suit, mirror Kung Lao to, in theory, say they mean no harm in a language you understand. You took a second to glance to your right, where you could see the luscious greenery of the forest, peeking through two humans stood side by side. All you have to do is wait for the right moment, and bolt for safety between them.
Raiden could see you look, he glanced as well to meet where you were looking. He knew what you wanted, and was willing to help. He pointed slowly towards the two in your way, still keeping a heavy gaze in your direction, “you two, move to the side — slowly.” They did just that, moving at a snails pace to avoid causing you further panic. All the while, you were stiff and still, unsure and frankly, feeling unsafe. Raiden gestured to where you were looking with a steady hand, “we won’t hurt you,” he spoke softly. You stayed completely still for a moment, weighing your options and stalling out of fear. Was this a trick? Humans always play tricks, but what other options do you have?
With a surge of adrenaline, you burst into a sprint towards the entrance to the woods. As you neared, you slowed your pace to a trot before reaching a full stop, just before the entrance to your home. You turned to give one last look to the men. A small huff flaring your nostrils.
Raiden and Kung Lao watched you retreat into the forest, disappearing behind the shrubbery. A smirk played on Kung Lao’s lips, elbowing Raiden in the side, “so, still think it’s not a beetle?”
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stvrdrops · 9 months
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Bodyguard shuri x reader ! It’s been on my mind for saurrr long
yess! i love this idea so muchhh. wasn't sure if you wanted it to be like a fame au or anything so i just went for it in my own way :) it's kind of just a tiny imagine, hope that's okay!
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princess protection ☆ | bodyguard!shuri x fem!reader
when you begged your mom to lessen your security you never imagined she'd actually do it. even more shocking, to replace them all she brings in your nation's protector. shuri, the black panther, is now in charge of making sure you were safe and protected. maybe in more than one way.
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being the princess of a nation was no small task. you were constantly attending political meetings, beautiful galas, and even doing community service for those around you. you loved being out and about, rather than confined to the palace.
your mother, the queen, often feared for your safety. of course you had quite the entourage of guard ready to protect you wherever you went. you had people trailing you with weapons ever since you were fresh out of the womb. it never scared you, but you never exactly cared for it. it made you stand out even though you loved to be the star in the room. you begged and begged your mother after your eighteenth birthday to lower the amount of guards trailing you. you realized it made you still feel trapped despite being out in the open. besides, wakanda was extremely safe other than the occasional invasion, which was swiftly put to rest by your nation's protector. the black panther.
she constantly refused, saying that you were the future leader of the nation and needed to be protected adequately. you quickly gave up hope and moped around the palace for a solid year or two before your mother finally caved in.
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"mother? what was the urgent call about on my kimoyo beads?" you ask her as you step into the throne room. she had her back to you, obviously speaking to somebody else.
"ah, y/n! i have a surprise for you." she quickly turns around, still shielding whoever she had been speaking to. you attempt to look around your mother. she notices this, and steps aside.
your eyes widen when you see the black panther standing before you. her helmet was off, allowing you to see her face. you hardly ever saw shuri without the mask. she was always on missions or you were always out of the palace when she had been home in the lab. your paths never found a way to cross despite running in the same social circles. it had to have been at least an entire year since you were in her presence, considering she had been on a major mission.
"princess." she says, a charming smile spreading across her face.
"um, hi." you say, feeling your mouth go wide. she had gotten much more attractive since the last time you saw her up close. you two were close in age, so it wasn't like this crush you had was new. when you were younger you spent a decent amount of time together, but were never close.
"shuri's missions as the black panther have become less and less high priority. she's doing an amazing job so i'm assigning some of her more easy missions to the dora. while she truly deserves a couple days off, i've decided she will be your personal bodyguard until she is needed. she will be your only bodyguard may i add."
no way.
shuri laughs, "oh trust me, this is will be a good enough vacation for me. after all, i'm sure the princess can't get into too much trouble."
"you underestimate me." you say, with a challenge in your voice.
"noted." she responds back, willing to accept your challenge.
the tension between you two is so thick that not even a vibranium spear could cut through it. shuri kept her eyes squinted as she looked at you, as if she was studying you. to tell the truth, she had been quite excited about this mission. spending time with the princess would be a dream, she thought. also, she presumed it would be fairly easy as well.
you looked at her in the same way, but you were more undressing her with your eyes.
"y/n, do you still need to visit the market today? i know you said something about stopping for some new silks."
your eyes are ripped away from shuri, "oh, yes! thank you mother. shuri, i'll give you time to change out of your suit and then i can take you for a test drive."
shuri laughs, "no need." she presses something on her suit near her wrist. causing the suit to dissipate into a necklace. she wore a tight gray outfit underneath the suit. you couldn't help but feel like an idiot thinking about how she might've been in just her underwear under the suit. "i'm ready whenever you are, princess."
you smirk, walking away from her. you don't bother looking back to see if she's following you. her quick footsteps gave it away. it also helped that she was taller than you, her shadow looming slightly over your body.
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"you do know that you don't have to loom over behind me, right?" you say as you look through the many silks at the stall.
"where else am i meant to stand?"
"how about next to me? i don't think i'd kill you."
she scoffs, "you couldn't kill me even if you tried."
a smile spreads across your face, "cocky."
she moves over to the side of you, causing your hands to brush slightly. you contemplate whether or not you want to meet her eyes for a second. ultimately your curiosity gets the better of you. when you look up you see her staring back at you. her eyes were dark brown, but you could see a sparkle in them. you could now also clearly see the tiny scar on her forehead that her hair almost nearly hid.
when she looked at you she noticed how beautiful your own eyes had been when exposed in the sunlight. she studied every beauty mark on your face that the pictures never quite captured. shuri obviously knew you were beautiful, but now that you were up close after all this time it had been impossible to deny your beauty. she had a task to complete though, meaning finding your beauty too blinding would be dangerous. if she was too consumed by you, lost in your chocolate river eyes, she couldn't focus on the task at hand.
"do you like this one?" you ask, picking up a random silk without breaking eye contact. you didn't want to look away from her.
shuri's eyes glance away from you for a second, "i think orange is a beautiful color for you, princess."
you wanted so badly to be a smart ass and tell her you had a name. however, hearing the word princess roll of her tongue did something dangerous to you.
"princess?" a voice calls out to you from the sea of people.
you had never seen someone move so quickly the way that shuri did as she got in front of you. the two of you didn't even know who the supposed threat was, but shuri couldn't help but go into her defense stance.
"princess! hello!" a woman makes her way out of the crowd. you recognize her as the caretaker of the orphanage you often help out at.
"stand down shuri, it's okay." you say, putting a hand on her arm to get her to relax. she looks over her shoulder back at you, giving a swift nod. her body moves back beside you just as fast as it had gotten in front of your own.
"hello mrs. adabashi! how are all the children doing?"
she smiles, "oh, they are just wonderful! they so enjoy the toys you brought for them last week. little kami has not put down the dolls since you handed them to her."
shuri can't help but admire the conversation as you both talk to one another about the children. shuri was not exactly sure what to expect when your mother asked her to watch over you. it had been quite some time since shuri saw you last and she didn't know your personality that well. now she knew that she had made the right choice in choosing to accept the queen's offer.
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the whole rest of the time at the market was spent with you in conversation with shuri. you asked her constantly what life was like as wakanda's protector. you even managed to slip in a question about if she had anyone important in her life at the moment. she found that question amusing and answered truthfully, with a swift no. she claimed that she didn't have any time in her strict schedule to fall into any romances. you figured that if she was spending all her time with you, then it wouldn't matter. you had your eyes on her now, and you almost never got turned down.
the more time you spent with her the more you didn't want the day to end. it made you happy to know that every day would be like this. that was, until she was called back to her panther duties. you assumed that if you ever did get caught in a sneaky relationship with the black panther that your mother wouldn't mind. you could arguably do worse. plus, the nation's princess and protector in a relationship together would do wonders for the people's morale.
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"you know you don't have to go, right?" you ask her as you both approach the door to your bedroom.
shuri laughs, "am i supposed to guard you while you sleep?"
"i don't plan on sleeping yet. as long as i'm awake i feel as if you should be on guard."
"who do you think plans on attacking you tonight?"
you look up to her, staring into her eyes. "i'm inviting you into my room and here you are questioning me. will you really deny your princess?"
shuri sucks on her teeth as she looks around the hallway, that same charming smile on her face.
"i can't believe you are pulling the princess card on me right now."
"well, is it working, my panther?"
the nickname being used in such a manner sent goosebumps down shuri's spine. she was meant to keep a professional relationship with you. bast knows that the queen would have her powers stripped if she were to hurt her precious baby. she was meant to protect you from the world, not entertain you romantically. however, she licks her lips as she contemplates the enticing question.
"if you really feel you need my protection."
"badly." you whisper out to her.
"fuck it," shuri says, "whatever you say, princess."
you just smile, knowing you have the most dangerous person in wakanda wrapped around your finger. you push the door open, revealing your room to her. it was large and the windows allowed you to see all of the capitol. even shuri was shocked by its beauty, despite living here all her life. for some reason it seemed so much more special from inside of your bedroom.
"do you like being my personal bodyguard?"
shuri watches you as you go to your walk in closet. she can hear you changing as the sound of clothes being thrown around fills her ears. it takes everything in her to not look.
"i can't say it's the worst job in the world."
"and why is that?"
"something tells me you already know the answer to that."
you walk out of your room wearing a large t-shirt that shuri can tell is american vintage. she could also tell you weren't wearing any shorts when you lifted your curly hair up into a messy bun. shuri can't help but stare as you walk over to your bed. it was nice to see you in a normal state, without all the jewels and fancy clothes. however, it wasn't just that. the way you moved commanded attention and it radiated elegance.
"come here." you beckon to her. it was as if she didn't ave a mind of her own as she followed your command. it made you feel in control, and it was pretty damn amazing. "sit down."
"you are very bossy."
"it is in my nature. i am the future queen after all."
shuri laughs, "that's true. i think you'll make a great one."
the compliment makes you smile, "so you'll remain as my personal bodyguard even when i am queen?"
"of course, i serve wakanda and those in it. that includes you."
"i'm sure there are other ways that you can serve me."
her eyebrow raises, "oh really?"
you nod your head, looking at her with lust in your eyes.
shuri suddenly grabs you and sets you onto her lap. it feels so normal as you straddle her, arms around her neck. you felt like you were the perfect piece to her puzzle. she notices how you arch your back in efforts to feel closer to her.
"so, this is your idea of protection?" you can't help but ask.
"do you feel protected?"
"in the arms of the black panther? oh, most definitely."
you kiss her, allowing yourself to fully envelop yourself into her. her lips feel soft as they glide against yours. if this is what having shuri as your bodyguard was like, then you never wanted it to end.
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multifariousqueer · 1 year
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PLEASE DO A JEALOUS SHURI X READER IM BEGGING YOU
OFC LOVE <333
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If you like this request, don't hesitate to request something of your own❤️
Warnings: Suggestive language, implied explicit activities, stalking if you squint, Shuri not giving you enough attention, talking to someone else.
"Griot I need you to run calculations on the previous sample of vibranium and my brother's DNA" Shuri spoke
Shuri had been cooped up in her lab for the past 3 days. You brought her down food and kept her company but you still missed her. You knew that recreating the heart-shaped herb was important to her and after her brother's death, you learned to just let her do whatever she wanted. Still, you missed her cuddling you and the jaw kisses she would give you when you went to sleep.
"Yes, princess. It appears that Y/n is on her way to see you." The AI replied
Shuri sighed and continued on her work. You walked in the sterile elevator and before you knew it, you were in her lab.
"Hey babe" You said.
"Hello, Y/n." Shuri replied coldly.
"What's wrong?" You asked. Shuri rarely spoke to you like this so the sudden change really took you aback.
"Nothing. I'm working right now." Shuri replied
"You've been working for the past 3 days." You murmured.
"For your information, Y/n; the world doesn't revolve around you and Wakanda needs new technology so if you can't help building or calculating, you can see your way out." She said as she ushered you out.
"ok." You replied as you left.
Shuri immediately felt bad for coming off so harsh. You both know that Shuri has tendencies to come off harsh and be rude and in the last few months, it's been happening more often. She would apologize to you and you'd accept and the cycle would repeat.
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You had decided to go on a walk around Wakanda and look at your phone, you realized you hadn't checked it all morning and you thought it would be a good excuse to take pictures. You opened Instagram and you saw that you had a DM from your ex boyfriend.
"Hey" The message read
"Hey?" You replied back. You were confused as to why he decided to reach out after all this time, but hey maybe it was the universe's way of telling you something.
He replied instantly and it caught you off guard.
"You in town?"
"Not currently." You replied, it was kinda fun, you suddenly felt like you were in a time machine.
"Lmk when you are." The message read.
You looked around before replying.
"I will." You replied. He saw the message instantly and the three bubbles came up; you were expecting him to say something but he didn't.
You quickened your pace into a jog and went back to the palace. When you got there, you went to shower and clean up.
When you left the shower, you saw Shuri sitting on your bed. You jumped a bit because you hadn't seen her out of her lab in so long.
"Oh! Hey babe." You said a bit shocked.
"Who's Y/c/n(your crush's name) and why is he asking you when you're in town?" She asked firmly.
"I don't know what you're talking about." You said
"Don't lie to me, Y/n. I know that he texted you at 8:27 AM today and you replied." She interrogated
"Jeez who are you the FBI? Plus, he's just a friend, I feel nothing for him. I replied because I felt like it and why are you stalking my messages?" You clapped back
"Y/n I keep tabs on you just to make sure that you're safe and I don't want him to talk to you or you to talk to him." Shuri replied.
"Last time I checked, you're not my mom so I don't need you policing me. And where was this mindset 3 days ago or even 3 hours ago when you told me to get out of your lab?" You said.
"First of all, that's not what you said last night. Second of all, I am under a lot of stress right now but I still love you and I'm sorry that I yelled at you; I know that it was wrong and I'm truly sorry that I've been neglecting you for the past few days. It won't happen again." Shuri promised.
"Good. It better not." You said. You embraced her and she hugged you back as tight as possible.
"So you feel nothing for him anymore, right?" Shuri asked.
"Not a thing." You said.
"Good. Know you can block him forever and never speak to him again." Shuri said.
"Is that jealousy I hear?" You asked
"What? No. I just don't want you giving attention to that thing." She replied.
"Whatever you say, baby." You replied.
"You know, it's been 3 days since we've... you know" Shuri said with a smirk.
"No I don't know. I think you need to show me" You replied suggestively.
"Only Bast knows what I'm gonna do with you." She said, shaking her head.
'*to me" You corrected.
You smirked as she pulled you two to the bed.
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black-dhalias · 1 year
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I’d Burn it all For You
Namor X F!Reader
Warning: SPOILERS FOR BLACK PANTHER 2, Angst, death, child loss, mentions of loss and grief, blood.
!!SPOILERS!!
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¡FINAL SPOILER WARNING!
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A spray of mist and fury burn your cheeks as the waves crest onto the beach. Your toes touching the water in the briefest of ways, body stolen by the drowning grief. The loss of your only family has taken you completely.
“My love?” His voice used to bring you great comfort, but now it is only a reminder of what he knowingly sacrificed. Only to bend the knee to the Wakandans. “You must come home to Talocan, you must find it in yourself to rest.” In our bed, the thought is painful and rigid—your life is grossly intertwined with him. All of him.
“K’uk’ulkan, do not speak as if you did not let my brother and sister die…” An unearthly rage has mounted in your chest at the very image of their bodies amongst the fallen, the emptiness of their eyes. “Do not pretend that our daughter… Our child, was not amongst the casualties.” Your chest heaves, a deep aggressively broken part of you has completely snapped in two.
You note the way that his hands twitch, but he does not touch you—and even if he had, you fear you would snap his wrist. He seems to be reaching out for you
You find it in yourself to meet his eye, and for the first time, he does not recognize you. Your gaze is harsh, hardened with grief—you mirror his own, but you have someone to blame. Someone to pass the hate onto. Him.
The way your fingers ghost over his cheek, he leans into the touch—knowing it was probably the last time. If you ever found it in yourself to forgive him, he doubts anything would be the same.
“K’uk’ulkan… You have never been Namor to me, always my greatest love. My truest friend and trusted ally. I followed you. Believed in you. Trusted you to protect my family, our child, me… Until today, you were never not loved. Today, you earned the name Namor.” Your hand drops off his cheek and instantly, he wishes it would return. Wishes he could wipe away every incursion, for no one knew him the way that you did. Understood his values and believed in the cause. “And I hope that name chokes the very soul from your body, a chain to drag you to the pits of the Mariana Trench.”
You turn to the ocean, the taste of salt, tears pouring down your cheeks. You had not cried like this before now, felt the pain until it was certain. Mourn your losses, that’s what he said to the Wakandan Princess—had he forgotten so quickly the losses incurred on them, how they stole his only daughter and child.
“Adora… That is what we named our daughter, carry her name on that same chain. Let it be the anchor… I wish grief would drown you, consume you, as it has me.” You gasp, choking on air and wishing it would silence you completely. “Don’t forget to mourn her.” Her sweet face echoes in the shadows, you see her smile and doe eyes—the brightness she echoes reminiscent of the sun itself.
“I do… I feel your pain, your same pain.” To lose a child is unlike any ache, it hollows out your chest and turns the bitter edge of sword onto your neck. Makes you wish that it would all end, knowing that it won’t. If you did know him, you’d believe him.
“If you felt anything, you would have burned them all. I’d burn them all for her. I’d burn them all for you. Now I will do nothing, just as you did nothing.”
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K’uk’ulkan watches you from afar, the sweetest of smiles intoxicates and enchants—you were perfect. You did not plead or beg, but you asked and bartered. You were kind before you were angry, and warm before you were cold.
Genuine love came from every moment spent together, the people sang the song of your story. How you were born months after K’uk’ulkan—the gentle wave to match his storm. You were not weak by any means, but you chose to wear your heart proudly.
He remembered it all so clearly, beautiful and loyal, with eyes that read him. Knew him. He never felt more seen than when he was in your gaze.
It moves quickly now—to dance with you after becoming husband and wife. To hold you, as your carried their child. Their first. After a century of love and dedication to the people of Talocan, a royal child was to be born. He sees your smile, a warmth and light that is reminiscent of the sun itself.
When the sky turned dark, the sun no longer burning your skin—you find it in yourself to rise to your feet. To watch as the waves turn black under the nighttime moon.
“I love you, K’uk’ulkan. I swear I do, but loving you is not enough anymore.” You swallow, the anger has drifted out to sea and in its place is only sadness. Anguish. “If I had my way, I’d drown before I reach Talocan—but the sea refuses to consume me as I wish.”
Before long, you are gone from his view. Leaving him alone on that beach. Completely, and overwhelmingly consumed by his own grief. Aware of every sensation and whim, and the urge to burn the world echoes once more.
You were right. He did not want you to be right, but you were.
“Wait—” His voice is more hoarse than he expected, weathered and aged in the last week more than before. The weight of his people on one shoulder, a burden of duty — while the weight of his family grows heavier by the second. His duty to them. To his wife. You stop, looking back at him briefly—if it were anyone else, you wouldn’t have looked at all. “I love you. Please believe that much.”
“Love is not enough, Namor.” That name never sounded so foreign, but so true—it never hurt or bothered him, except when it came to you.
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AN: I promise I have a happy Namor fic in the works (and like two or three more after that), but this one was just in my head. Ya know when you can’t write anything except a singular piece, that was this. However, now I feel as though I have satisfied the itch and am ready to finish everything else.
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Kings Obsession
Pairing: Namor x Reader
Masterlist here!
Warning. SPOILERS FOR BLACK PANTHER: WAKANDA FOREVER
Warnings: Smut, pregnancy, kidnapping
Request bye @duhitzdae hope you like it💚
She had first seen him when she was on the beach with her mother and twin sister Shuri and after the battle between Talokan and Wakanda, she never thought she would see him again. Y/N was in Haiti with her sister at Nakia and, now wanting to finish the ceremony they had done on the beach, she left Shuri alone and went for a walk on the beach to clear her head herself. Behind her, she could hear the waves rolling onto the beach and was lost in her thoughts. "Princess Y/N..." she heard a voice behind her and winced because she knew the voice. She turned to see Namor standing behind her.
"What...what are you doing here, Namor?" she asked and he grinned but didn't answer when suddenly she was grabbed from behind and a mask was placed on her face. She didn't know why, but as a chant began she became drowsy and only noticed Namor lifting her in his arm and carrying her into the water.
When she awoke again she was in a cave and she sensed she was not alone. Y/N sat up and looked at Namor. "Princess, you're awake..." he said and she gasped slightly.
"What am I doing here?" she asked him, "Where am I anyway?"
"You are in Talokan, my kingdom..." he said and came to her. He stroked through her white hair and smiled, but she pulled back from him.
"K'uk'ulkan," said a woman behind him, and he continued to look at Y/N.
"I'll be right back..." he said and walked away with the woman. She was panicked as she looked around and looked down at her bracelet. She had no signal here to reach her sister. Damn. But she could use it to find a way out, she thought.
"Yeah," she said, looking around. No one was around, so she made her way until she arrived at a hole filled with water. She took a deep breath and sat on the edge so her legs were in the water before taking a deep breath and diving into the water. Y/N swam the path that was indicated to her until she reached the end and resurfaced and she was able to get out. Immediately she picked up her bracelet and was about to call when an arm wrapped around her and the beads tore from her hand.
"Very naughty to honor my hospitality like that..." he said in her ear, making her shiver. He let her go for a moment and destroyed the beads with his lock. "Deep breath..."
She reluctantly did as he asked and swallowed as he dove back with her. This time he didn't leave her there and led her to a room that had paintings on the walls.
"I want to go home," she said firmly as she looked at him and he looked at her firmly.
"This is your home now...and you will love me as I love you..." he said and stepped toward her. She stepped back until her back met the wall and he stood directly in front of her. "You will be my wife..." -Namor raised a hand and stroked her collarbone with one finger- "And will give me children...It is inevitable. So why resist it?"
She hit him in the face with the flat of her hand when he said that, but he just kept smiling. "Because I decide for myself what I want!" she said angrily and was about to walk past him, but he grabbed her wrist and stopped her. Namor turned her back to him and suddenly kissed her passionately. She was perplexed for a moment, but then kissed him as well. What was she doing here? Y/N pushed him away from her and breathed heavily.
"You want me like I've wanted you since I first saw you on the beach," he said, looking at her before kissing her passionately again and pulling her against him. She put a hand on his neck and reciprocated again. It was stupid to give herself to him, she thought. He had kidnapped her, for God's sake! Killed Shuris and her mother. If she kept doing this, could her sister ever forgive her? Why didn't she care about anything right now? She wanted this man, this king. She walked backwards without breaking the kiss until she arrived at the table.
Y/N could feel his hands on her thighs and wrapped her legs around him. She pulled him close against her and moaned into the kiss as she felt his erection pressing against her clothed pussy and rubbed against him a little. Namor unzipped her pants and pulled them down along with her panties. She looked down at him as he leaned down. He put her leg over his shoulder and kissed up it until he got to her pussy and looked at it before he started licking it. The tip of his tongue plunged into her entrance, making her moan loudly. Y/N arched her back and clawed at his hair as he continued. Namor raised one hand and stroked her pussy with two fingers until he thrust deep inside her and fingered her. His mouth moved to her clit and he sucked on it.
"Namor..." she moaned, arching her back. With each thrust, he increased the pace and curled his fingers inside her. Y/N could already feel an orgasm building inside her. She had never cum so fast, so close to it as she did with him. She tightened around him and cumming suddenly. Namor continued to lick her through her climax until she was just gasping on the table. She barely noticed him get up and pull his fingers out until she felt the tip of his cock at her entrance and looked up at him. He pushed the tip inside her, making her gasp as she was still sensitive from her last orgasm.
Namor put his hands on her hips and thrust his cock deep inside her in a fast and hard thrust, making her moan loudly. Y/N barely had time to react as he quickly fucked her. One hand let go of her and grabbed her shirt and ripped it off her body, as well as her bra. He moaned as he thrust deep inside her, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. "So perfect...you will be a worthy queen for my people," Namor said through his teeth as he thrust into her tight pussy. His hand moved back down and began to slowly rub her clit as he continued to thrust deep inside her. Again she could feel her orgasm building inside her.
"Namor..." she moaned, looking up at him. She pulled him down and kissed him passionately as she clawed into his back and cumming around his cock.
"Y/N..." he moaned, thrusting deep inside her, filling her with his cum. Her thoughts were distant to think that he might have impregnated her at that very moment and she hummed as she closed her eyes.
Everything was crazy in the time that passed after that. Namor showed her Talokan and, although she missed her sister, she liked it here and began to fall in love with him. There was nothing she could do about it, even if she wanted to. No one could choose who to love and she loved him. Namor, of course, didn't miss a single chance to have sex with her, not that Y/N complained, and just a few months after the day she arrived here, she found out she was pregnant. They were both happy and enjoyed their pregnancy, which went off without a hitch. But it was also the case that she kept getting sad at the thought of Shuri as the birth approached and also when she had her twins. He hated to see her so sad, so after a few years he went back to Haiti with her to the beach and also together with their children.
Y/N sat on the beach and smiled softly when she saw Namor with her two as they dove and stroked her belly, which was carrying another child. "Y/N?" someone asked behind her and she recognized the voice. Cautiously, she stood up to see Shuri and smiled weakly.
"Hey..." she said and hugged her. Immediately Shuri realized her twin sister was pregnant as she looked down.
"What the hell happened! I've been looking for you for years!" she said immediately, just as Namor appeared with her children, flying above the water, as her little ones had inherited the wings on their feet from him. Shuri was confused and looked back and forth between them. Her daughter ran to her.
"Mama..." she said, hugging her legs and then lifting a shell. "Papa found it..."
She took it and Namor came to them. "What's going on?" said Shuri, looking at her as if her sister had grown another head.
"Let me explain before you rip his head off..." said Y/N, smiling gently, "And meet your niece and nephew..."
A/N Namor Request are open! Read here!
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demigoddessqueens · 1 year
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Hello there
I would like to request a namor x reader where she is youngest child of the wakandan royal family and they tend to look over her sometimes or A LOT so when attuma n namora ambush the crew on the bridge she volunteers herself to be taken to protect her sibling and Riri as well as come to a diplomatic solution.
When Nakia finally rescues her, namor vows to go retrieve her by any means necessary
Oooh,,, I like this idea!! 👀💞💓
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Pairing: Namor x youngest royal!sibling
You knew the risks of taking this mission, but there was a determination to prove yourself. It seemed simple at first. Get the young scientist, keep her safe, and move on from there.
Despite the risk of encountering Namor on the shore and now escaping those hot on your trail, you couldn’t let that deter you or risk your mother’s nerves.
Seemed simple enough, right?
At least that’s what you thought at first. Lying face down on the asphalt was the irony of this whole situation. You had seen Okoye give it to her last in defending you and Shuri, but you had to think fast.
You could see your sister Shuri’s hand starting to gain movement, but you saw the two elite warriors with their band advancing towards Riri. It had to be quick and now, or else you would regret this.
Coming to a wobbly stance, you faced the ones called Attuma and Namora.
“I’ll go.” You offered to them. “I’ll go with you…,don’t hurt her.”
Both looked at each other inquisitively before the taller one summoned their steed and brought you and Riri forward. Hoping they wouldn’t notice, you left behind the bracelet as means to track you.
Before the darkness of the waters consumed the group, you whispered a small prayer to Bast but you didn’t know what for exactly. Strength? Clarity?
Anything seemed feasible at this point.
Back home, your Queen Mother’s grief knew no bounds. Still, it would not deter her from getting you, youngest of the family, back to safety.
In Talokan, the nerves of your entire being were sharper than any knife. Sure this king and leader of his people was charismatic, but you still couldn’t form an opinion about Namor. Especially when the young girl’s life depended on you.
“Why do you look at me like that?” He asked upon your quick introduction.
Poker face may not have been your strong suit but you mastered it on impulse.
“Like what?”
“As if you are afraid. I do not wish to harm you, but I have my loyalties to protect those who rely on me. By any means.”
You sighed heavily. “That’s what I’m afraid of. What if we came to an agreement? Me, in the place of the scientist. But please, let me see my family as well. I know they’ll be worried for me.”
His face seemed unreadable at first but underneath that facade was a growing curiosity. If this was under different circumstances, Namor would have wanted to get to know you. A bright mind with a promise that glimmered in your eyes. He admired your spirit. Maybe there could be a chance still…
In his invitation to explore Talokan, you were amazed. It was beautiful. Intricate architecture and a liveliness that reminded you of home. Such beauty
Namor watched your reaction with softness. Once this was all over, he’d give anything to see that smile of yours again. In gifting you the bracelet of his mother and a necklace personally crafted for you as well, Namor dared to have hope that there could be a future.
You thought the same too. It was a relief to see you and Riri’s savior in Nakia, but it felt sudden to be reunited with your family so swiftly. You were grateful to be back with your family, but it felt jarring to be taken back so soon.
Upon hearing of your rescue, Namor’s heart became caged by its walls again. It felt foolish and naive of him to even think that—
No matter. He would return to have you back again, or if you wised it, to come and go as you pleased. You let him think there could be a possibility for anything and the surface world’s forces would not take that away.
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Todays Big Bro is T’Challa from Black Panther! He loves his little sister!
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camilaxmartin · 1 year
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Heyy
I was wondering if youd be willing to do a jealous/clingy shuri x fem!reader story. Where she gets all possesive and clingy and shows everyone that the reader belongs to her(holds her, kisses) etc what not
And if youre comfortable with smut u can add that too hehe. And if u are then ive this idea where shuri's eating the reader out in the throne room ON THE THRONE in her BLACK PANTHAR SUIT jsidjajjzzksk
Hehe thank u so much. All the love ♡
Byeeeee
ღ the throne
it’s my first time writing the whole smut please be kind😭
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navigation // request // me and find the rest!
summary: shuri gets possessive over reader and eats her out on the throne (fem!reader)
warnings: smut
notes: i just went all in for the smut— skdhdjs ooof, that’s a long one
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the throne room was empty.
shuri planned this, of course.
this whole day was just a disaster. there was so much stuff going on and lately that’s how all of the days were. you and your girlfriend barely had time for a kiss not mentioning anything else. of course, the stuff you two were working with was important as hell but it doesn’t mean that it should be put before your relationship.
so, shuri decided she will take the matter into her own hands.
and that’s how you ended in the empty throne room.
on the throne that belonged to the queen, your queen. your girlfriend.
with said girlfriend right between your legs.
down on her knees.
it all started as usual.
shuri was sitting on her throne and called for you. you ran to the room, knowing that she wouldn’t call you if this wasn’t urgent. and in fact, it was.
as you came in you saw your girlfriend sitting on the throne in her black panther suit, expect the head. you would’ve lied if you said that she wasn’t even more attractive while wearing the suit.
you came up to her as quickly as you could and stared at her face. she had a smirk on her lips, this wicked smirk.
shuri then stand up and put both of her hands on the two sides of your face. without a word she connected your lips and started kissing you like there was no tomorrow.
without question you kissed her back and your hands immediately flew to her waist. squeezing her and pulling her towards you even more. she quietly moaned at you touch and it literally gave you goosebumps.
shuri then pulled away slowly, taking a look at your face. she waited for this moment too long.
you wanted to ask if there was actually a reason she called for you, beside the obvious one but you didn’t have a chance cause she pulled in again. this time the kiss was more rough than the last one.
she was pulling at your lower lip while her hands slipped down onto your shoulders gently massaging them. having you distracted and just in the place she wanted, quickly she slipped her tongue into your mouth and you let out a moan being more surprised than aroused at first. but when you felt her almost playing with your tongue another moan came out of you.
shuri smiled hearing the more aroused moan and her hands slowly moved lower, starting to massage your chest. your lips worked in sync with hers wanting to cheer this moment as much as you could. your hands slipped a bit lower and grabbed the edge of her ass. shuri smiled even more feeling your touch.
not being completely comfortable with the position the two of you currently were in, she slowly started to move back till she felt the back of her legs touching the throne.
a wicked idea flew through her mind.
her hands found your shoulders again. she slowly turned around the two of you, till you were the one who was almost leaning on the throne. she then pulled away from your lips again, smirking even more.
“i want to show you something.” she whispered and put more pressure on your shoulders signalling you to sit down on the throne. obeying her silent command, you bend your legs and finally situated at the soft surface of the throne.
shuri immediately connected your lips again, while towering over you. this time you were the one who slipped your tongue into her mouth. she smiled at you eagerness and slowly opened your legs with her hands. she stepped right between then only to kneel a moment later.
you pulled away from her lips slowly but she chased after them not wanting to let you go. you only got a quick look at the situation but oh my, the position you two were in was definitely doing it for you.
shuri’s hands placed at your shoulders started to roam once again finding your chest and gently staring to play with it through the material of you blouse. you tilted back a bit only for you back to touch the back of the throne.
shuri become more impatient and her hands started to not so slowly undo the buttons on your blouse. in seconds, you were left in your bra and she was playing with your chest more roughly than before.
she once again pulled at your lips which mixed with the sensation of her hands pulled another moan from you lips. she smiled, looking at you still holding your lip in between her teeth.
“i see you’re enjoying yourself.” she said letting go out your lip which made a little ‘pop’ sound. you opened your eyes hearing her words.
“indeed.” you replied starting to smile at her. still hoping eye contact with you, her hands found the clip of your bra and undid it, slowly pulling the cloth down your hands.
“i want to show you,” she started still not breaking the eye contact. “how much i admire you.” she continued and her eyes finally moved down looking at your exposed chest. “i want to worship you.” she said licking her lips. “all the time.” she said and kissed you again. hard.
her hands found their way to your boobs slowly massaging both of them. you let out a sight and it made shuri even more turned on than she already was. she slowly started massaging specifically your nipples and you rolled your closeted eyes.
she moved her lips a bit lower finding your neck and starting to mark you up. your hands found her curls and gently pulled them which earned you a moan from shuri. a sound you could die for.
she started kissing your neck from the top to you collarbones leaving wet traces all over. giving you a hickey from time to time. in no time your neck was full of the purple-red marks. it almost hurt you but it was that good kind of hurt. the kind you loved receiving.
shuri then slowly kissed your chest making her way between your boobs and going even lower. her hands were still playing with you nipples while her mouth was now at the bottom of you stomach where your pants were.
“i want to devour you.” she whispered and you felt a shiver come down your spine. “i want to make you feel good, the best actually.” she continued still kissing your skin. “i want to make you feel like no one else can.” she said and her teeth pulled the fabric away from your body. only to let it go a second later and let it slap your skin a bit. “only if you let me.” she added catching your eyes. she was looking at you like the predator who finally caught their pray. with the look full of lust and possession. how could you say no to this stare?
“yes.” you responded shortly. “please, shuri. do want you want to do.” you added and her eyes literally shined.
in no time her hands left your chest and started to slowly pull down your pants. shuri was loving the way her movement were making you so impatient, you on the other hand, not so much.
finally she pulled them off completely and you were left only in your underwear. you blushed and shuri definitely took a notice of that.
“you’re breathtaking.” she commented roaming your whole body with her eyes. “if i could eat you alive, i would.” she added, looking like she actually felt the desire to eat you. you got a bit shy under her gaze but this time you didn’t blush. you just laid there, waiting on her to do the next move.
shuri moved back again positioning herself between your legs and took a look at your panties, the only thing blocking her from the thing she was so desperately seeking. another idea came to her mind.
she came closer to you and grabbed the material of your panties with her teeth. your eyes observed her the whole time. her eye’s immediately flew to your face making eye contact with you again.
shuri slowly began to pull the material off your body, holding your eyes the whole time. this whole process was turning you on even more.
she pulled them off and at that moment was literally at your ankles. shuri started to kiss your legs slowly, starting as low as she could. she loved teasing you and you knew that she wouldn’t be herself if she didn’t do anything.
her kisses started from your ankle and made their way up to your knee. thankfully she was kissing only one of your leg which took her less time. the other one though, was being stroked by her right hand so it was satisfied as well.
finally she moved up to your thigh and made eye contact with you again. you whimpered seeing her so closely to the place you wanted her so much. she smirked at you.
suddenly you felt something sharp at your right leg. your eyes left hers and you saw that her claws were out and were now in fact scratching your thigh. you felt that feeling in your lower stomach.
shuri’s lips were now on your inside thigh and you felt like you were going to explode, literally. you whimpered again and she pulled away from your skin.
“i teased you too much, didn’t i?” she asked as if it wasn’t already obvious. you rolled your eyes at her and she chuckled. “i promise i will make it up to you.” she said and her lips suddenly kissed your lower stomach. you closed your eyes once again feeling her so close.
shuri’s hand left your right leg and started to slowly stroke your outer lips. with no claws this time. her kisses became more sloppy and were finally going lower, to the place you wanted to feel them for so long now.
suddenly her lips finally touched your lips. and she immediately started sucking at your clit. it took you by surprise so you let out a loud sigh and shuri smiled. her fingers were now teasing your opening. her lips left your clit as fast as they appeared there and went even lower. she licked your slit from the clit to the bottom of your opening, doing it horribly slow.
her tongue then started playing with your opening slowly going in and out. one of your hand found her hair again as you let out a moan. her fingers quickly found your slit and started doing little circles there, enough for you to feel it but not enough for it to give you the pleasure you were desiring now.
shuri then pulled away her face from you and took a look at your whole body again. feeling the lost of her presence you opened your eyes and them met hers almost immediately. she smirked at you while her fingers left your clit and slipped lower, teasing your opening again.
“i just wanted to let you know,” she started and you knew it was going to be something good. one of her fingers slowly slid into you and you bit your lip at the sensation. “i have nothing under my suit.” she finished her sentence and you immediately moaned at her words. shuri even felt the reaction of you body, when your walls squeezed her finger a bit. she smirked even wider.
with no more words she dived back into you. her lips found your clit again and sucked and it even harder than before. you whimpered finally feeling the pleasure. another finger of hers started to slid into you and in no time she had two of them sliding in and out of you at the fast peace. her other hand started to scratch your left thigh using the claws again.
your hips started to move a little wanting to match her peace even more. shuri smiled at you but situated them in place with her hand. you opened your eyes to look at her and noticed she was already looking at you. while keeping the eye contact she again went down and started licking the area her fingers weren’t covering. your rolled your eyes from pleasure but tried to keep looking at her, knowing how much she loved it.
she pulled out her fingers and you wanted to protest but she quickly replaced them with her tongue. it wasn’t as pleasurable as her fingers but you definitely wasn’t going to complain. you felt her fingers doing circles around your clit again but faster and harder this time. actually letting you feel and enjoy it. you threw your head back not caring about the eye contact anymore. the pleasure was too much for it.
shuri pulled away again and her fingers were the only thing stimulating you at the moment. you had no time to speak cause she already started talking “i wanted to do this for so long. you have no idea how much i craved you for the last few days when we haven’t even had the time to properly kiss. it was driving me crazy.” her fingers went even faster. “and you don’t have a clue how long i wanted to take you in this throne. show you even though i’m a queen i’m still willing to do anything you say just for you pleasure.” you felt your walls squeeze around nothing when you heard her words. the way she was speaking and the way those things were completely true was doing it all for you. “i just wanted you to use me for you own pleasure for so long.” she continued and you felt your orgasm slowly approaching. “that’s why i love to be in between your legs and feel you grind down on my face in the rush of chasing your high.” she added and you moaned at her words feeling stimulated by them. shuri chuckled at your reaction but she quickly moved down and slid her tongue inside you again.
you started moving your hips again feeling your orgasm be closer than before. she didn’t stop you this time and her fingers started to move up and down rather than circling wanting for you to cum as quickly as you could.
you pulled at her hair and she moaned which sent vibration through your body. feeling almost at the edge you held her face in one place and ground down on it chasing your high. her tongue started slipping in and out of you even faster and you felt your climax approaching.
you moaned her name while your hips still haven’t stop. feeling the warmth at the bottom of your stomach finally collapse you closed your legs around shuri’s head locking her in place while your eyes rolled to the back of your head.your breath stopped for a second and when you finally opened your eyes after a moment you saw white spots everywhere and felt a bit dizzy.
you looked down and realised you still held your girlfriends head with your thighs. you immediately pulled them away and shuri took a deep breath pulling away from you. you wanted to apologise until you saw her expression filled with pure adoration. she suddenly pulled herself up, still kneeling between your legs and immediately connecting your lips. you moaned to the kiss still feeling the effect of your orgasm.
in no time you felt her fingers slid into you once again. she started doing the ‘come here’ motion with them and even though you were actually sore after the last orgasm it felt so amazing. you moaned again and shuri smiled to your kiss.
“give me one more, my love.” she said and your eyes rolled back again. her fingers started to move pretty quickly and you felt your second orgasm approach fast.
her lips were working in a perfect sync with yours, swallowing all the moan that were coming out of your throat. your eyes closed shut the second her fingers started hitting your spot. shuri pulled at your lips and held in between her teeth once again. her fingers were doing the magic and in no time you felt your climax wash over you again.
you moaned louder than before not being able to close your mouth. shuri moaned right after you watching this whole thing. you slowly opened your eyes looking at her and in that moment she finally let go of your lip. your hips were still slowly grinding into her hand just needing to stop at their own peace.
shuri took out her fingers slowly and put them straight into your mouth. being used to it you licked her fingers clean while she watched you with nothing but pure adoration in her eyes. she pulled them suddenly out and took into her mouth. you moaned at the sight and she just chuckled while still devouring on her own fingers.
after a moment shuri kissed you hard again but not as roughly as she did at the beginning. you kissed her back with as much passion. she slowly pulled away touching your nose with her once again. you smiled at her and she did the same. your hands wrapped around her neck and this time you got an idea. shuri noticed the glint in your eyes and raised her eyebrow at you. you smiled even more.
“i was just thinking.” you whispered and licked your lips. “that only fair would be for me to show you now, how much i adore you, my queen.” her eyes widened at your words while her mouth formed into a smirk once again. you roughly connected your lips not giving her a chance to respond. exactly the same she did earlier.
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killmongerskeeper · 1 year
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Shuri Headcanons // Sfw & Nsfw // 18+
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Request: Now I need headcanons for Shuri please kind ma'am. Just a crumb 👀 sfw and nsfw. -Anonymous
Pairing: Shuri x POC Reader
Warning: Fluff // Smut
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SFW 
You two meeting each other was honestly an accident. She had accompanied T'Challa on a trip to the states to speak with the you and avengers. 
She jumped in your conversation to ask him a question and the two of you hit it off as soon as you laid eyes on each other.
Definitely a friends to lovers vibe
Shuri would show you around her lab whenever you two had a video chat going. 
Sending tiktoks at 4 in the morning to each other, then bickering about why the other is awake.
She's always sending you pictures of her latest inventions.
You'd tell her stories about your missions.
She thinks you were as good as Namkia when it came to infiltrating and spy stuff. 
When you two started dating you had to accommodate quickly to her habits of staying in the lab for many days straight.
You'd pull her attention out of her work with date ideas for later in the day. That's usually on a good day. 
Other days her work tends to get hectic which can lead to your princess being aggressive and highly irritable. 
With everything that's happened she does track your kimoyo bracket she gifted you. Can never be too sure. Not in an obsessive way but more of a, I care too much, kind of way. Like if she looks away for a second you're going to disappear. 
Gets jealous real easy. 
Will attach herself to your hip whenever she feels like someone is threatening your relationship. 
Loves having her hands on you. There isn't one spot she hasn't touched. 
NSFW 18 +
Now when I say she loves touching you. I mean that in both a sweetheart way and a I'm gonna fuck you like slut type of way.
She takes every opportunity she can get to bury her fingers in your pussy. 
Kissing in bed? Yeah you getting fucked. Taking a shower together? You getting fucked.
Hell she would take you on the balcony outside her room. A good fuck and a view? Sign me up.
I'm pretty sure it's been established that Shuri is a good eater from other headcanons and that fact remains. She'll never pass up the chance to have her face between your thighs. 
She would have your legs over her shoulders as she ate you like the last meal. 
Pull her hair. Just do it. Her tongue will go into overdrive. To have those curls running through my fingers.
Will overstimulate you so be aware. She has no problem holding you down till you cum a couple of times. Especially now she has black panther strength. 
She does enjoy being worshiped ever now and then. When she has a long day for example, it's your job to help your princess relax.
Into light choking.
She even cooks up some things in her lab to enhance the experience in the bedroom. All kinds of toys for her to use on you. 
Shuri definitely excels in dirty talk. Seriously, where did she learn all of this?
Favorite place to have you is on the balcony outside her room, under the stars. 
Usually falls asleep first.
Long story short Shuri is our kinky sweetheart.
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Namor’s Assault on Wakanda: Namor vs. Queen Ramonda and Riri Williams Black Panther: Wakanda Forever (2022) dir. Ryan Coogler
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inkareds · 1 year
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Not to be horny on main
BUT NAMOR IN BLACK PANTHER MADE ME INSANE
Shuri and Namor tho
Every single fucking dispute could've been solved had they just kissed
This might be my hotd ass but like IF THEY HAD MARRIED??? ALLIANCEEEREEEEEEE
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Heyyy could you write where Erik obviously takes over the throne & gains the queen ( tchallas wife) in the process, after weeks of disdain for Erik.. she caves in/let him have his way with her
To everyone else, T'Challa was the King. He was the Black Panther, beloved by all and adored. Honest, brave, elegant, and caring. He put the welfare of his people before his very life. That was the miracle of T'Challa's rule.
To you, he was your life. He was your partner, your teammate, your support, your lover, your husband. Photos and mementos lay scattered before you as you reminisce, bitterness and twisting thoughts causing you to sear in your anger. You can't help but think that he should still be here. There's no good reason why he isn't.
There's a knock on the door that you ignore. Every time someone in the palace speaks to you, it pisses you off. They are traitors, living comfortably in a palace they don't deserve, serving a murderer.
They knock again, asking if you'd like to come out for dinner with the new King. Everyone seems to have moved on, you think angrily. Everyone but you.
"I'll come to dinner when that imposter you call a king is in chains and beheaded. Serve me his head on a platter and my appetite will have returned sevenfold."
You pick up a polaroid you took of T'Challa and look at the date. It hasn't even been a month since it was taken, only 9 days since T'Challa's death.
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When the news travels back to Erik that you still refuse to comply with his requests, he isn't surprised.
"Who's been giving her food behind my back?"
You should've been crawling to him, begging for something to eat.
"If I ask again, none of you, including your families, will eat. I'll make sure of that."
Erik noticed the chef look at a Dora.
"You."
His finger curved, beckoning her near to his throne. When she was close enough, he threw a blade, striking her directly in the forehead. Her body thudded to the ground.
"And that wasn't even vibranium."
The cook lowered his eyes in horror. The Dora couldn't decide whether to hold their positions or fight back. The palace staff was broken.
"What," Erik challenged. "Y'all look like y'all wanna do something! Come'on," his lip curled under ferociously, bearing gold fangs.
No one stepped forward.
"The next person I hear stepping foot near Ms. Queen without my permission? You can look forward to joining your friend in the afterlife. Am I CLEAR?"
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Typically, Asira would sneak into your corridor, and you'd unlock your bedroom quarters to accept fresh and sweet warm yeast bread and water, but she hasn't shown in two days. You're famished, sleeping it off between bouts of mourning.
Finally, there's a quiet knock. You rush to unlock and open the bedroom door, but it's not Asira. Killmonger pushes the door wide.
"So this is the king's suite."
You start to walk out, but remember your chest of memories and dive to gather the scattered photos, putting them back inside. He steps on one as you grab it.
"You really loved him, huh."
You freeze, weighing your response.
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"I used to have love in my life. It was taken from me. Three times. First time, it was my father. Airships from Wakanda came down from the sky, and by the time I made it in the house... he was dead. I'd never seen so much as a sign of visitation before then. Lost my uncle in the same night. Of course, you called him Zuri."
Your lip twitches, the hint of a snarl forming.
"Uncle James was a traitor just like his nation. Just like all of you. You're all cowards!"
One drag of his boot rips the photo.
"Why should you be happy..."
Angrily, he pulls you up by your shoulder and captures your ornately twisted afro bun in his grip, turning your face so he can look at your cowardice up close.
"You married into a family of murderers and you have the nerve to judge me?! Look up at me!"
Something sharp plunges into his chest, piercing him with familiar pain.
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Your dark brown eyes are vengeful and shining with all the grief and fury you've felt the past few days. Killmonger took your husband, your shared dreams, and the one true king.
You look directly into his eyes, your face scrunching while you push your letter opener into his heart with all your strength. Panting, you look down on him as he labors.
"For my husband."
Turning your nose up at his dying gasps, you turn away. The Dora should've done this. Anyone with allegiance to Wakanda should've done this.
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With labored breathing, Erik looks down at the blood around the jeweled letter opener lodged in his chest cavity. Direct hit.
You step back slowly, thinking you've done something, but all you've done is turn a battle into an all-out war. Not a war between territories, but a war between his will and yours.
"You think you can kill me?"
His eyes on you, he chuckles.
"Cute."
This is the first pushback he's gotten since T'Challa. He watches you closely, grimacing and sweating as he pulls the letter opener from his chest. It's costed in blood, but thanks to the powers bestowed on him by the herb, he'll heal.
Pulling himself to his feet, he goes to take the corner of your pure white duvet, cleaning the blood from the small blade. He pants silently, still in recovery.
"You understand why I killed him..."
He swings the knife low with his gait as he approaches you. "Up until now, your leaders have been content in doing nothing, at peace with the bare minimum. T'Challa-"
"Don't you DARE insult T'Challa in MY presence," you point, stopping him in his tracks.
"T'Challa," Erik stresses, looking you in the eye. "As noble as he was, he needed to be replaced by someone with some real fire."
"You can go to hell," you nearly whisper, enraged.
He steps forward.
"There's one person in this entire palace with the guts to oppose me, and you’re not even a trained fighter... I can take you down at any point. You and I both know that."
"So why don't you?"
"I have other plans. I'd like you to remain Queen to convince our citizens to trust in my efforts. I'd like you to join me as an advisor at my side. Afterall, everything I do as King is for the advancement of Wakanda and the African diaspora."
"I'll never join you. You may as well kill me."
"Tempting," Erik's eyes narrow. "But no. I believe in my vision, and that vision includes you. You have the opportunity to use that anger to help a lot of people. I believe... after you've spent a few more days in here without food or water, you'll either come to the same conclusion or you'll waste away quietly. Either way."
He looks you up and down. Whatever you choose, he's prepared.
"As long as I live, so will his legacy. I will never stop fighting you."
"I believe you," he nods. "Even as I approach you with a knife, you don't run. You're not suicidal. You've been planning your next attempt on my life."
He stops inches from you and trails the bejeweled letter opener from your cleavage up your open and smooth brown chest, up your neck.
"I like it. You tough."
The light bounces off of your supple skin. It looks soft and bouncy, covered in a layer of raw shea butter.
He brings his face close enough to your neck to smell your gentle fragrance.
He doesn't acknowledge the sound of your gurgling stomach or your glare of hate as he dangles the blade in front of your face.
"Whether you join me or die is completely in your hands, but as for this? I'm keeping this."
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He leaves, and the door closes behind him. When you open it, the Dora you once loved are blocking you in. They stand firm with their spears, shame on their faces as they avoid your look of judgment.
Asira isn't among them, which means she's probably dead.
You close yourself back into the room as you resign yourself to join her and your husband.
The hours are long. The hunger and thirst is strong. You patch the ripped photo and stash it safely with the other memorabilia, meditating and sleeping as a distraction. It's already been a couple of days with no food or water. Still, you hold out.
Four days in, you're dying slowly in a torture that feels unbearable. As honorable as your intentions are, T'Challa wouldn't want to see you suffer this way. You imagine he's with you, lying next to you. Right after teasing you about your body temperature being too high for cuddling only to bring you in closer, he'd tell you to take the food. Live at any cost. It feels selfish when you know T'Challa can no longer enjoy these things with you, but you know it's not. You're doing it FOR HIM.
If you're going to kill Killmonger. You have to eat.
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When the news travels to Erik that you've finally come to your senses, his elbows prop on the dining table in wait of what's sure to be another interesting encounter.
You arrive in a modest white dress and matching headwrap, the traditional mourning color. He killed your man, and you want him to feel guilty seeing you as widow. He doesn't. He doesn't even really care.
"Sit closer."
He stares, watching you play musical chairs to keep your distance until you're right beside him. You look perfectly weak, tired, and hungry... More willing.
He doesn't miss the hesitation as you consider using the dinner knife as a weapon. Part of him hopes you'll give him a reason.
"I'm not your enemy."
The subdued murderous rage seeping from you despite your exhaustion is admirable.
"You are my sole enemy as far as I'm concerned," you mutter.
He turns to you fully, having been thinking about telling you something specific since he last saw you.
"I've done nothing but try to show you a system that's been broken from the start. I didn't SNEAK into the borders, though I could have. I EARNED passage by killing the black market arms dealer who murdered Wakandans and somehow eluded not one but two of your black panthers. I did that, and I didn't SEIZE the palace, though I could have. I followed your protocol and let you arrest me, taking me straight to the King who I defeated by YOUR OWN customs. You wanna vilify me? Go ahead. I didn't start this. You did when you killed my parents. I'm finishing it."
You stab at the food as he watches the conflict in your mind. His words are reaching you even if you hate him.
"I haven't been challenged in my power and authority since T'Challa," he repeats. "You're the only one who seems to give a damn that he's dead."
You look up quickly.
"-and that's a broken system. I've been where you are. Even being from the Panther Tribe, these people destroyed my family, betrayed my father's memory, and abandoned me. They are the weak links who, out of fear and tradition, won't challenge authority. They won't stand up for what's right. They wouldn't know right from wrong. They are selfish, and they are cowards. They are the traitors."
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His words reflect how you feel. Everyone has fallen in line to the new regime as if T'Challa wasn't just here a couple of weeks ago, walking the halls. They smiled to his face then, but act now as if he never existed.
"We're not so different." He holds up a finger for you to listen. "Our responses have been to rebel. To honor the memory of our loved ones. But this goes deeper than us and our pain. I'm asking you, will you remain Queen and fight alongside me to change this broken system for good?"
You hesitate, wondering how it would look. Despite that, having the power to supervise Killmonger and affect change is appealing.
"As long as it's made clear that we are not together, I will agree... to keep an eye on you."
You watch him closely as he's watching you.
"What is your plan?"
"First, we have to unite the tribes," he says without thought, but the tribes are already united as much as they can be. The council exists. You kiss your teeth.
"There's tension with the border tribe... You haven't had contact with the Jabari in decades."
You look him up and down, rolling your eyes back to your food. You wonder about his approach to politics.
"How would you unite the tribes?"
Days turn into weeks as you listen to Killmonger's wild ideas that border on treason. He seeks power, that much is clear, but he has a plan for reform that you're beginning to believe in. You've been walking the palace and even traveling the country alongside him, training and directing him, showing him the ropes. He's adapting quickly and surprisingly open to your suggestions, quick to adapt your corrections.
"Yes, queen," has been his public response when you've chastised him. He's made good progress. It almost makes you not want to kill him anymore... Almost.
"When are we doing something about the ritualistic combat component in the road to becoming king?"
"I'll let you think of that," he says, leaving it to you. You'll have to think about it and come back.
You head back to your quarters to think alone, passing the treacherous Dora who only guard the throne. You haven't forgotten. Turning your nose, you close yourself into your vast bedroom and sigh, removing your dress and headdress. Lying down, you're in your thoughts for a while until you fall asleep with dreams of T'Challa.
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You've been away for a couple of hours, and it's time for dinner. Erik looks up from his work load. You haven't returned to the discussion. He needs you to look over a new idea regarding vibranium, and you can do that over dinner, so he goes to your door and knocks.
When you don't respond, he confirms with the Dora that you are in fact in there. They unlock the door with a spare key. Clearly, he announces himself on his entrance.
It's not enough. You're asleep in lingerie, a peaceful expression on your face. He's never seen you without lines in your forehead.
Sitting on your bed, he strokes your face, watching it turn more and more angelic. You must be having a good dream. Slowly, he leans and kisses your lips. You'll never know it when you wake. He leans off of the bed, but in your sleep, you reach out, so he sits back down.
"Ms. Queen," he whispers, trying to wake you before deciding, "Fuck it."
He pulls off his black robe that he'd been sitting in all day along with his black pants and loafers. Sliding under your duvet, he lays in what must've been his cousin's spot, holding you against his chest. Your skin is soft and the gentle smell he's gotten accustomed to fills his nostrils.
He remains awake, lying there through dinner until he realizes you're not getting up. Then he can sleep.
Something suddenly doesn't feel right. He feels your body shift from his arms. At this point, he's been asleep a few hours. Instead of opening his eyes, he waits. He can feel you hover as if you're hesitating. You're probably going to stab him. He prepares mentally to sense where your blade might go. How big is it this time? Is it a kitchen blade? Did you get your hands on a spear? You're stronger now. Still not strong enough to actually kill him.
He waits and waits, but the blow doesn't strike. Opening his eyes, he finds you sitting on the side of the bed with a defeated look in your eye. When he sighs, you flinch and look over. You thought he was still asleep.
"Well... Don't feel bad," he grumbles, still groggy. "It's always harder to kill someone at their most vulnerable."
"That's not it..."
Oh? He waits for you to elaborate, but he can see it the more he looks at you and tries to put himself in your shoes. You're conflicted about more than just killing him.
"There was so much life left in him; so many dreams we shared and planned to live out. I wanted children. I wanted to travel the world with him as parents. I wanted us to grow old together. I never once considered that I'd lose him so soon. I thought you had time. And YOU killed him," she looks back suddenly with a growl. "You took that from me."
He lays still, watching your expressions as tears drop from your eyes. Either you're venting or having second thoughts. If it's the latter, it means damage control.
"So then... why," you gasp. "Why do I feel like this? I should hate you."
It wouldn't be wise to move. Letting you vent would be best. Again, he'd been there to know exactly how you feel.
"Look at me!"
He's already looking. His eyes widen in apology. He can't give you the one you want and you know why. He isn't sorry for killing T'Challa. He'd do it again if he could.
Your face scrunches as you crawl back in the bed, and after assessing the situation, he decides to put his hand on your arm to show you you're not alone.
To his surprise, you pull his arm to hold you for comfort. He does and for a while the two of you lie there until you turn over, seeking something more to dull the ache in your heart.
He knows exactly what he can offer for that. Gently, he kisses your expose skin. Your shoulder, your arm, your stomach, your thigh, your knee, your leg. When your thighs fall open, he kisses up the inside of your leg and thigh up to the outline of your panties. He looks up to check in.
"You sure?"
'Cause ain't no going back. You grab his locs, guiding him down and he pulls your panties off, tossing them off the bed. With one last look, he goes down.
You sigh and moan under him, ultimately whispering T'Challa's name. You must be thinking of him, but Erik doesn't care. Not yet.
Right now, it's T'Challa, but with time, it'll change. With careful guidance, YOU will change... just like everyone else in this palace who's come under his submission.
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