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demxnicprxncess · 1 year

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“Please?” Tate Langdon x FEM! Reader

warnings: Clingy, Mommy kink, bottom Tate, Dom Fem., Oral (Both), begging

“Babe” I looked over at the boy laying on my bed with a smile. “Yes Tate?” he whined and sprawled out on the bed like a cat, “I want you...” I eyed him suspiciously, “why?” He rolled his eyes at me and huffed out a whine again before mumbling nevermind. I chuckled and turned back around to finish putting my jewelry up only to be stopped by a whiny moan. I turn around and look at the blonde laying on my bed grinding into it ever so softly. “M-mommy, I need you. Please?” I stopped and sat by him on the bed resting my hand on his back. “You know you could’ve asked babyboy” He whimpered out a few noises and then replied, “I did, but you asked why.” I smiled, “I’m sorry my little prince.” His hips had completely stopped by now making me frown. “Keep going.” He shook his head no and moved over to his head laid on my thighs, one of his hands pawing on my breast like a cat to a blanket. “Mommy, I need YOU to touch me.” His lips forming a gentle pout making me coo at his absolute cuteness. One of my hands played with his hair massaging his scalp, while the other traveled down his boy slightly playing with his nipple before going down to the waistband of his jeans. “My needy, cute, babyboy.” My hand still stuck between his little curls as I leaned down and kissed his lips, working to undo his pants and then removing them for him. I pulled away from the kiss and laid my hand over his dick and started slightly caressing him drawing soft moans from his parted lips. “Mommy I want you on me, please” I smiled and let go of him so he could move to lay down. Whilst he busied himself with getting comfortable and naked, I slid off my shirt and pants, I had the tendency to not wear bras when at home, so I was in only my black panties. “M-momma you look so good, please just touch me” I was reminded of the scenery as he moaned at for me making grabby hands. I know just how he is; he didn’t want sex. No, he wanted me to make love to him, treat him gentle and hold him, and that exactly what I am going to do. I laid by him before rolling onto him, his very prominent hard on pushing against my clothed pussy. “Momm-” I cut him off pressing my lips into his in a very loving and passionate way, my hands trailing his to hold them above his head, interlacing them. I pulled back, only one hand moving to strip myself of my underwear before grabbing his hard dick lining him up at my dripping hole. “Are you ready love” He quickly nodded, I loved him so much and loved always making sure I was doing everything right for my sweet babyboy. I slid myself down on him before capturing him in another loving kiss, moving myself above him gently. “Momma” his moans filled my ears as I let go of his restrained arms, allowing them to wrap against me, holding me close to him. His thrust meeting my bounces as he buries his face into my neck. “Momma ‘m gonna-” I place another kiss on his lips, “Go ahead Tate, fill mommy up.” He whimpers and shoots his seed into me, painting my insides white while I clenched around him allowing my own orgasm to soak his dick. “I love you (name)” I smiled at his half-awake confession, kissing his forehead. “I love you too Tater-Tot”

Taglist: @yes-divine-ruler, @ppawmpkin

this was for the needy tate request next ill do toxic kai, shuri and the others dw guys imma get them done!

#ahs fandom #ahs murder house #ahs #tate langdon #tate langdon smut #tate langdon x reader #sub tate langdon #american horror story #murder house #Evan Peters #evan peters imagine #evan peters smut #evan peters x reader #fluff #smut

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dovesbeauty · 1 year

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How is this my fault?

Toxic!ShuRiri x Black!Fem!Reader

Summary : Shuri and Riri cheat on you while drunk and blame you.

Warnings : LQBTQ+, Poly relationship,Angst, crying, arguing, cheating, Toxic! Shuriri, semi - smut.

Pt2

Driving. That’s all I can remember currently. I had gotten a video message from my girlfriend, Shuri. I thought nothing of it until I played it,

It was them fucking another girl. My stomach dropped..my head began pounding and spinning. I was so confused and lost, I hadn’t fully processed what I was hearing and watching so I jumped in my car and just began driving. I didn’t even have a specific destination I was just driving but my body knew where I was going, soon I realized as well.

I arrived at the house we shared as I was over at a friends when this all started. I get out the car, numb knowing that since the video was sent 3 hours ago she might still be here and honestly..

I didn’t care.

I walk up to the house and open the doors. The house is completely silent and I begin walking to the bedroom only for Riri to step out of it in shorts and a white tank top, it was clear she was hungover as hell and as I was about to walk past her, she grabbed my arm stopping me. “Ma, I thought you were at Lisa’s?” She says in a groggy voice, I smell the alcohol in her breath clear as day. “Mamas, what’s wrong..?” Riri asks in a worried tone, “don’t call me that..” I mumble under my breath, pissed off. “What, babe?” “DON’T CALL ME THAT.” I shoot up yelling at Riri and snatching my arm back, now more pissed. She looks taken aback and confused on what I was talking about, the yell made Shuri exit the room rubbing her eyes from obviously waking up “when did you return nkosazana?” She says, her native tongue shining through.

I unlock my phone and play the recording and watch as it takes them a moment to realize til their faces turn white. “Baby-“ Riri starts before I cut her off “I don’t care. I’m just here to get my shit.” I say pushing past both of them into the bedroom, I pull out my suitcases and begin packing everything. “Where the fuck do you think your going?” Shuri asks as I pack my stuff faster “I’m leaving.” I state blankly like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “No your not. You’re not leaving us!” Riri says snatching my suitcase, “bitch give me my shit back!” I yell reaching over trying to get it out of her grasp. “You have to let us explain!” She pleads “explain…? Explain how you cheated on me after 4.5 years of dating!?” I yell back tears starting to pour.

“Maybe if you hadn’t left this wouldn’t happened..” Shuri says as she starts taking my clothes back out of the suitcase, “we wouldn’t have drank if you stayed like we asked.” Riri says backing Shuri up. I stare at them in disbelief “at this point..keep the fucking clothes, give them to your whore, I’m leaving.” I say now pushing past them before Shuri blocks me “sthandwa, please..” she begs grabbing my arms now tearing up, I tug at the hold she has on me but due to her black panther strength, it does nothing. “You didn’t care about me when you were fucking some other bitch.” I spat still tugging at her hold on me. I then suddenly feel wet kisses on my neck and I turn my head seeing Riri “mommas just forgive us..” she says wrapping her hands around my waist.

At this point, I’m livid. Did they think sex would just fix everything?

I finally pull from shuri’s grasp and turn around shoving Riri off of me, she stumbles back and seems genuinely shocked. “This isn’t a petty disagreement you can fix with sex! You jackass.” I say before leaving the room, them both following me out asking me to talk to them. I get outside and to my car and get in starting it before taking the beads Shuri gave us as an anniversary gift and throwing them out the window. I drive off see them watch me on the house porch.

This sucks, it’s okay tho 🫶🏽

(Not proof - read and when I have the time I’ll make a part two)

Toodles

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becauseimswagman1 · 1 year

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The Beginning of Something Beautiful

A/N: This was a request. I might’ve deleted it on accident but here’s “Shuriri meeting readers daughter for the first time"

A/N#2: Not too much on my Xhosa. It's like the tinest bit but if corrections are needed, tell me nicely.

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You’ve been in a committed relationship with Shuri and Riri for about six months now and they have yet to meet your daughter, Kimani. They knew about her and have been begging you for the longest to meet her, even before you started dating, but you have some necessary anxiety about it.

The last time you let a partner meet your daughter, things crashed and burned almost immediately. Your daughter’s father was still trying to be present and they didn’t understand that you needed to have some type of relationship with him for your child. They constantly accused you of cheating and it really hurt you.

The sucky part was that they had been heavily involved in your daughter’s life so ending things with them had hurt your daughter more than it hurt you. But with endless late night talks and a ton of reassurance, you were ready for the most important people in your life to finally meet.

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“Kimani, are you dressed?” you walked up to her room and saw her spinning around in the mirror.

“Yes momma, I put my favorite dress on. You said to dress nice right?”

You smiled at her, “Mhm, that’s right my little sunshine. You’re meeting some very important people today.”

She turned to look at you, “Um, Queen Shuri and Riri?”

“Yes. They are momma’s partners. They’re really excited to meet you.”

Kimani made a pouty face and buried her face into your stomach, muffling her speech a ltitle, “What if they don’t like me? And they leave like the others did.”

You pulled her away then squatted down to her height, “What was that Kimani? Were you just doubting yourself?” She stayed quiet, but you knew the answer, “Listen, they’ll love you just like they love momma. I’ve already told them so much about you. Both of them are really interested in hearing about how you are reading at an eighth grade level as a fifth grader.”

“Oh my God?! Really?!” she jumped up and down, any doubt leaving her body, “Let’s go meet them now!”

You chuckled at her eagerness, “We’ll be leaving in a few minutes. We gotta do your hair. What style are you feeling today?”

“Umm, how about a big puff?”

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After doing her hair, you two hopped in your car and went to iHOP. It was Kimani’s favorite breakfast spot.

“Momma! Look, it’s them!” she ran up to them, barely letting them get out the car.

You chased after her since wherever she saw them was across the parking lot, “Kimani please don’t run like that! A car could’ve been coming!”

“I’m sorry momma. I was just excited.”

“Hey, nothing would’ve happened to her with the Black Panther here.” “Or IronHeart.”

Your big babies spoke up, making Kimani squeal, “I can’t believe y’all are dating my momma.”

“Well believe it Kimani.” The three of you pecked each others lips then Riri moved you out the way and picked Kimani up and hugged her, then let Shuri hug her too. You could see the love wrapped in their hugs. It warmed your heart to the fullest.

“Alright Kimani don’t give all my love away.” You chuckled at her not wanting to let Shuri go, “We have to go inside and eat.”

You tried to take Kimani from their arms but Shuri swatted your hand away, “This is my baby now. I’ve got her.”

You just chuckled at how quickly Kimani had taken to Shuri and Riri. She didn’t like to be picked up by just anybody, even as a baby. You watched the three of them walk into iHOP, silently hoping that this image would never fade.

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Ordering had been a bit of a hassle. Shuri had never been to iHOP before so she almost wanted to try everything on the menu, but she settled with a very unhealthy but filling breakfast of oreo pancakes. Riri got regular buttermilk pancakes, Kimani got waffles (and had a heated discussion on why waffles are better), and you got an omelet with a side of waffles. Everyone got coffee’s too, even Kimani after some convincing from Shuri and Riri.

You eyed your lovers, “You two are gonna be responsible for her bouncing off the walls later.”

Riri laughed, “That’s okay. We’ll have plenty of energy to put not only her to bed, but you too.” she winked at you then sipped on her coffee.

You almost choked on a piece of waffle but you regained your composure. You noticed Shuri wasn’t speaking much, but that’s because your daughter had slid her chair over to Shuri’s and was talking her head off about a book she was reading on African culture and why she thought Wakanda wasn’t in it.

It made your heart swell with joy when she roped Riri into a conversation on why her IronHeart suit is so bulky and not tactical like Shuri’s.

“But my suit has blasters, what does Shuri’s have?” “Shuri’s can regenerate!” That wasn’t her only argument, Kimani has a whole presentation mapped out, “Annnd Shuri’s have blasters too so null and void.”

Shuri quietly clapped at Kimani’s argument then looked at you, “What have you been teaching her? “Null and void”? Where’d she get that from?”

“Hey don’t look at me. She reads a lot.”

“I think she’s smart just like her momma.” Shuri complimented. You just smiled and motioned back to the small disagreement that was still going on.

“What you mean null and void? I. Can. Fly.” Riri deadpanned.

“And? The best superheroes don’t fly! Like my momma.” Kimani had added a little sass at the end of that sentence testing Riri to see if she’d really try and counter her.

Riri and Shuri nodded their heads. Shuri because someone actually got Riri speechless and Riri because she can’t argue there. You really are a superhero to everyone at that table.

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Shuri didn’t finish her pancakes, she deemed them “too large for any one person to consume in a single sitting” so she got a to-go box. As did Riri and yourself. Kimani finished her waffles. That girl love some waffles and she’s gonna finish them every time.

“Alright everyone got their food in the to-go plates?” you stood to go pay for the meal, but Shuri and Riri stopped you.

“I got it. You paid the last time we all went out together and Riri paid the time before. It is my turn I believe.”

“But Shuri, baby, I wanna treat y’all. I mean it’s only right. I come with extra baggage.”

The look Shuri held on her face was the most serious one you’d ever seen during the time of y’all’s relationship. Her face wasn’t even this serious when Riri played around in the lab.

Shuri held your hands, “Sithandwa sam, what do you mean “extra baggage”? Kimani is nothing of the sort. When you told us you had a daughter, Riri and I had a long talk. The question of “were we ready to be parents?” came up and the answer was yes. Whatever baggage you think you have, we are ready to accept it all and love you just the same.”

You almost shed a tear if not for Kimani saying something, “Momma, the white folks are starting to stare. Can we go?”

“Yeah, as soon as Shuri gets the bill.”

Shuri walked away and Riri gathered their boxes, “We love you and Kimani mamas. Don’t second guess that.”

You picked up yours and Kimani’s boxes and met Shuri at the door then walked out.

Kimani walked behind Shuri and tapped her, “Can you and Riri come back to our house and watch movies?”

Shuri bent down to her height, “Of course, but only if you ask your momma.”

Kimani quickly ran back over to you practically yelling, “Momma! Momma! Can Shuri and Riri come over?!”

You smiled, happy that Kimani was taking to them so quickly, “Yeah they can come.”

“Momma said y’all can come!!” she yelled to them across the parking lot.

Riri yelled back as Shuri got into the drivers seat, “We’ll see you there!!”

Riri got into Shuri’s car and you and Kimani got into yours. While on the way to your house all you could think about was this good feeling in your stomach. Kimani loved Shuri and Riri and they loved her right back. Everything was right.

Taglist: @prettyisasprettydoes1306 @thatone-girly @blackerthings @roguekiki @enigmadivine @novaniskye @ziayamikaelson

#becauseimswagman1 #x black reader #Shuri #riri #Shuriri #shuriri x reader #riri x reader #shuri x reader #riri williams #riri wiliams x reader #shuri udaku

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herbrattypsht · 9 months

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Riri Headcanons

Pookie’s turn

A/N: i loved this sm

She isn’t that insecure about her height cause she can still beat ass and fold you like a pretzel

She does her own hair unless she’s back home with her momma

Shes definitely good with kids and they like her too

She makes some mean ass soul food

She smokes but not an everyday thing, maybe when she’s in her garage,at a hangout with people she knows well or just by herself

She has an extensive jewelry and shoe collection, some curtesy of Shuri

Lover girl all the way

Just like shuri she gets all cute and excited when she’s talking about something she loves but she’s not afraid to hide it cause she’s proud of herself

Oldies lover and R&B fanatic

Has a small tattoo and a few piercing

I feel like she’s a bit if a stem but nothing to major, she wears like shorter than normal crop tops with cargo pants and if it’s real hot short shorts n a sleeveless top

Clingy asf

Shows you off all the time, there will almost never be a time where she hasn’t posted you

She got Shuri to smoke with yall once and laughed her ass off cause Shuri overdid it a little and was trippin

Biggest baby when she’s on her period

She acts all touch when she’s sick but when you say you gon leave she’s like “hold me maa”

Gets all excited when you and her attend high end events with Shuri

#riri wiliams x reader #riri williams #ironheart #mcu x reader #black panther wakanda forever #riri x y/n #black reader #curvy reader #fan fic #marvel fics #marvel #black panther

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nzia-writes · 1 year

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Senile Souls

[A b l a d e & b p c r o s s o v e r ]

I’ve took a little break but I’m back to me! Let’s get into this, now.

Synopsis: an aged love, once crushed beneath the strain of the blood moon, will resurface on the night of the blood moon. you return to wakanda because of love but not for love. and the princess? suffice it to say that she loves you but you have not given her many reasons to.

The Dynamics: vampire!Shuri vampire!Reader black!british!Reader

Disclaimer: vivid depictions of blood, violence, angst—cause I’m an angsty ho’. I get it from my momma— heartbreak, declining mental health, grief, and loss. Calm down, I swear it ain’t as bad as you think it is.

SHURI:

The tags:

@cuddl3s4shur1 @itsophiebby @rxcently @slytherin-34 @shinsousliya @donewit51life @mysticalmarss @mlmilani @doms-fav @verachii @zayswriting

Honorable mentions:

@inmyheadimobsessed @izrinmabel1 @iinkonde -Love y’all work downnn!! I can only hope y’all think the same of this right here. -Everybody check out their workshops if you haven’t already. They are some beasts at this shyt, okayy?

This is my first supernatural piece ever. I think I did myself justice. Enjoy her!

[The Golden City, Wakanda]

Harm goes to those who trespass your path of demolition. The wasted soldiers scattered before you now know this more than anyone. They’ve committed their life to bulking strength only for it to kiss a sweet goodbye at its moment of use. But of course you omitted death, sweeping their minds inside a wicked slumber, served with a side of fractured arms and twisted noses. Mercy, oh, mercy. How distasteful.

The spilling of blood has never been an intimidating act to the commander of death. It is the spilling of blood inside an alpha-level nation—capable of deflating an ego with the tap of a button—that is more… low-grade in taste.

I mean, look at them. Their scars and jade embroidery is of the River Tribe. That is the Queen’s heritage, her home, and her heart. She would bring the world to ash if she were to find them here unconscious in this lowly lit palace room—-all the more vengeful to know it occurred by your hand. It’s best to move out before she can find out.

You seal the highly-risen chamber doors shut to crouch behind pillars as the guards and palace workers stride ahead of you, gossiping in their native tongue. The pungency of their blood is so noxious, so ripe with loyalty that your nose scrunches in disdain. If loyalty is what they practice, then sacrificing their blood for the princess’s consumption would be no trouble would it?

Of course it would. Shuri nurses a heart too pure to allow it. She’d certainly rack her own brain for a solution before devouring another. And for that fact alone, you tighten your hold on your tool bag, huffing out. I’m almost there, Shuri.

REST COMING (?)

( I didn’t mean to post this so early, my mf finger slipped but hey it’s out now.)

#shuri x reader #black lesbian #princess shuri #shuri x plus size!reader #shuri x black!reader #shuri #shuri fic

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queencfthestars · 8 months

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Oh, I also realized I haven't posted this one on here yet.

Momma Ramonda and her baby panther Shuri.

#shuri #princess shuri art #ramonda #my art

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jasmindoodles · 1 year

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Here it is y’all! Momma shuri introducing her baby girl to her nephew. He just adores her and her lil pointed ears! 😆

There will also be another post very soon with momma and papa, stay tuned. 👀

#digital art #my art #fan art #shuri x namor #queen shuri #momma shuri #shuri black panther #mcu shuri #black panther wakanda forever #prince t'challa #also I tried my best aging up the prince a bit #like I said I’m not great a drawing kids #namuri baby #nashuri

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sunandsstars · 1 year

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Hi !

I found some face claims from @siriusly-parker that i thought you might like to see bcs they are just stunning!

So this gives me y/n vibes bescause she looks so soft and friendly

(LOOK ATE HER)

So this looks like y/ns and jakes daughter (shuri sully), shes sassy, loyal to the ones she loves (especialy her mother) and is a warrior. Is set to be the next Olo'eyktan of the Metkayina clan.

15 years old

(Behaves like her father)

Daughter of y/n and and tonowari (ewya)

She was given the name of the godess herself, given her beauty, grace, peaceful nature, when threatend, becomes unforgiveble.

She was magicaly concived, having the blood of the 3 of them (if that makes sence?)

14 years old

(Is the one who behaves closest to her bio momma)

Youngest of y/ns children (Niahm)

She is sweet and playfull, is loved and protected by the clan

Wants to be like shuri and fight like her one day.

LOVES TISENYA

(Is 7 years old)

OMG THEY ARE SO FUCKING CUTE I CANT

i love the first one! it’s definitely giving soft reader. the epitome of eywa and definitely a caring individual. she definitely picks fruit to feed the children of the clan and plays whatever game they want to play. i adore the second one, she looks like she could be jake’s kid. jake and readers kid? but she radiates such powerful warrior energy! she’s definitely a good hunter. the third one is giving bbl i dunno how i feel about it but she’s extremely pretty!the last one is so cute! she looks like neteyam ngl

check these ones out!

#avatar the way of water #atwow #x reader #avatar 2009 #avatar x reader #atwow x reader #avatar the way of water x reader #yawnetu q&a

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artisticestheticreads · 1 year

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Summertime Magic XII

A/N: I'M BACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK. I know it has been a very long time, like years, but I have been going through a lot of stuff like depression, panic attacks, and just an all-around mess. BUT I AM BACK AND HERE TO STAY.

To Catch Up, Press Here.

Warning: No warning but ... nope, you gotta read it.

Song Recommendation: Honest Kiana Lede

Word Count: 2665

“Of course, baby. Especially after that. You basically fought for me and you still looked beautiful doing that shit. You’re a queen for sure, always have. Always will be”, N’Jadaka kissed her perfectly bandaged knuckles and lied his head into her chest again. “And you will always be my king, baby boy.” She straddled his lap kissing his forehead and was startled by him pulling them down to the bed so she lied on the bed and he was on top. “I love you, my queen.”

“I love you, my king.”

They began to kiss and get intimate as their chains sat in a dish together, sunken in a cleaner to get rid of all the blood they drew together as a team, in the distance.

“Daka, have you seen my keys”, Y/N asked as she looked through the multiple purses of her home while N’Jadaka was in the kitchen washing dishes. “Nah, baby. I haven’t. Did you check ya jeans you wore last night?”

“That was the first thing I checked, baby”, Y/N walked out of her bedroom wearing a camel-toned satin pencil skirt with a black turtleneck and matching heels; her hair was laid with a seamless 1B lace front wig cut into a bob, left side tucked behind her ear. Daka turned his head in her direction and started to walk up to her. “Look at my queen, looking like she looking.” He wrapped his arms around her and began kissing her neck. “Baby, I gotta go”, Y/N said as she pouted. Daka growled in her ear and said “Nah, you don’t” before smacking her plush bottom. Y/N felt all heated up but knew the business had to be dealt with at the shop. It had been a month and the team was finally chosen, eight nail techs, four barbers and beauticians, and a whole lot more. “Aht aht. None of that. Momma got to go have this business meeting, my love. And besides, don’t you have to be at the center today anyway.”

“Ah, shit. You right”, N’Jadaka said as he dried his hands off. The grand opening was in a week for the center and everything had to be perfect. “Shuri been bugging me about that. The fam was supposed to be all here, but T is in New York, M is in the ATL and Shuri is gonna be in Florida opening the other centers.” Y/N listened as she grabbed ice-cold water from the fridge; she noticed her keys were by the door. “Well, they are here in spirit. OK, I will see you tonight for dinner, right?”

“Oh, for sure. It’s at Leslie’s?” Y/N nodded as she smiled and said, “yes and you can meet my Godson, Izaiah.” N’Jadaka grinned adding, “I can’t wait to meet little man, baby. I know he is gonna be a good kid.” She looked at him as she walked back to the door. “Well, my baby is very much on the shy side. It would take a while for him to get warmed up to you.”

“What is he into? Like coloring, video games, what?”

“Eh, a little bit of everything. But I gotta go. Love you, baby”, and like that she was gone. N’Jadaka looked at his watch and ran off to the room to get ready. He looked over what he chose to wear again to make sure, a black sweater with matching slacks and loafers. When he was finished, he heard some movement in his living room. With his Navy tactic instincts, he listened carefully as he crept in. Suddenly, something told him to grab and pull which he did. He pulled down a slightly heavy object and flipped it over his shoulder; when he looked to see what or who it was, his older cousin chuckled heartedly. “T, what the Hell? You scared the fuck outta me!”

“I am sorry, cousin N’Jadaka. I thought it would be an amazing surprise to see your dear cousin.” The cousins dear their royal salute and chuckled at how T’Challa startled the Prince. “I thought you were in the Big Apple. Go ahead and sit. Get comfortable”, Daka said as he heads to the kitchen. As T’Challa sat on the couch, N’Jadaka asked “you want anything while I’m in here, cuz.”

“Water will be fine. I see you added a few new pictures around, dear cousin.” T’Challa had lifted up the golden framed picture and grinned; it was a photo of N’Jadaka and Y/N at what seemed to be a wedding. He wore a navy suit with a white button-down and his hair braided back; she wore a beautiful, tasteful burgundy sheer gown with her hair in a low bun and golden jewelry. As he placed the photo down, N’Jadaka handed him his water and sat on the armchair near the couch. “Well, Y/N will be a beautiful princess one day and from Shuri’s mouth, she is quite the woman. She could not stop speaking highly of her once she came back.” N’Jadaka leaned back into his chair and agreed to say “yeah, my baby is something special.” T’Challa sipped from his bottle and noticed his cousin grinning into space. As he leaned to place his bottle on a lonely coaster, he asked “well, when will you tell her you are THE prince of Wakanda?”

N’Jadaka side-eyed his cousin and uttered “it’s not the right time, T. One day, but not now.” T’Challa lay back on the couch and folded his leg over his other knee. “If you love Y/N then why hide who you REALLY are? You are the Prince of Wakanda and a part of one of the wealthiest families, there is. You live in a lavish part of California near the hills and you have an underground garage for cars. How does she not know or expect you are basically worth trillions?” N’Jadaka leaned forward, elbows knees, and said “she been busy with her shop, and besides, I don’t want her to end up being like every woman I have been with. Cuz, I had multiple women claiming I gave them a baby but how can I do that as a virgin? What we got pregnant orally”; this made T’Challa laugh and boom around the area. “Ah, yes. You are talking about Ashley, Veronica, and Francesca.”

“Yeah, those ‘women’ only wanted to take pictures and pretend it was their shit. I’m just glad Shuri can hack people’s phones and whatnot. But I just gotta make sure Y/N is really the one, T. That’s all.” N’Jadaka looked at the time on his phone and placed it on the table; T’Challa noticed the picture on the screen of the couple. “I have 20/20 vision, Prince N’Jadaka, so that means I can clearly see that she is the one you will marry and have multiple babies with. I have yet to meet her but Shuri has told me nothing but good things about her. You should not doubt that she isn’t. Father has taught you that before he passed away.”

“I know but-“

“Aht aht, no buts, Prince. Y/N is the only. I can see it already.”

“I agree with your cousin, N’Jadaka”, N’Jadaka heard coming from the secret elevator. There he stood’ 6’5, around 250 or more in brown dress pants, wool turtleneck, and suede slipper. N’Jadaka stood and gave his good friend brotherly love. “Baku, you look good man. I see you not dressing like a hobo anymore”; M’Baku laughs while he faked like he was going to hit him in the gut. “I wanted to come to visit before my trip to Trinidad for a month or so. I had to see about this overly flashy garage of yours but also to hear about the lovely Y/N in person.”

“You tryna ease up on my lady, bro?”

“Her, no. A sister, twin or cousin that looks exactly her, yes most definitely”, M’Baku said matter of factly while the men looked at one another. “Well, MY baby is that shop handling business and away from you, horn ball”. Suddenly, the door opened and the men turned to see a woman coming in. “Come in, Leslie. We can get the-"; the ladies stopped when the N’Jadaka was with two men. “Oh, hey baby. I am so sorry. I came to get the paperwork for my employees. We can wait until you’re done.” N’Jadaka walked to her and hugged Leslie, and gave his lady a kiss on the forehead. “Never apologize, baby girl. That is why I gave you the key to come and go as you please. I wanna introduce you to my friend, M’Baku, and my cousin, T’Challa.” When Y/N looked at Leslie, she smiled, and waved at the two then looked between her and N’Jadaka. “While y’all talk, Ima go to the back and look for those papers”, Leslie said as she fixed her power suit and gave the men slight bows to pass by; M’Baku watched as she passed by and waited until she disappeared. “Is she attached to anyone”, M’Baku asked and Y/N smiled. “Married actually with a child if I may add.” M’Baku held his head down in defeat as a joke as T’Challa smacked him on the chest and made his way over to Y/N. “Hello, Y/N. It is finally nice to meet you in person and now I see what Shuri said about your beauty is truth.”

“She is very sweet and telling by your accent like Shuri’s is that you are actually born and raised in Wakanda”; T’Challa looked at N’Jadaka to see that his eyes squinted right before Y/N looked at where he changed into a smiley expression. “Yes, I sure am.”

“Ooo, how is it? I’ve heard it's beautiful. I tried looking up pictures, but I couldn’t find any pictures.”

“Well, that is because we are like a very private location. You know, to keep intruders-.”

“And colonizers”, N’Jadaka said cutting of T’Challa. T’Challa looked at N’Jadaka before looking back at Y/N. “I guess he is right.” They heard Leslie’s heels click against the ground and turned with the files in hand. “Alright, girly. Let’s get a move on. We got lost to do tonight.”

“Well, it was nice meeting you both. I guess I will see more of you soon”, Y/N said and T’Challa nodded. Leslie touched N’Jadaka’s shoulder and said, “see you tomorrow night, and don’t forget the drinks.”

“Bye, my baby”, Y/N said before Leslie gently pushed her out and closed the door. N’Jadaka smiled at the door before M’Baku asked “so, her friend. Is that a real situation with her husband and child or”, with a mouth full of washed, crunchy celery; the men looked at him as he shrugged and kept eating.

THE NEXT NIGHT

Y/N stepped out of the bathroom in nothing, but an all-black bra and panty set staring at two outfit options; a light blue jean dress with a matching jacket a brand new black Timberlands that N’Jadaka bought, or a yellow sundress and sandals. N’Jadaka was in the mirror standing there in a white tee and black combat cargo. He peeked over at Y/N holding up the outfit up to her frame as she looked in the mirror. He leaned against the door frame and looked over her outfit. “Ain’t it too cold to wear a dress. It’s like 50 degrees outside and besides, they said to be comfortable and warm since we are eating in the backyard.”

“Yeah but it’s pretty.”

“Yes, it’s very pretty and you are beautiful, but I don’t want you catching a cold because it’s ‘cute.’ What about jeans, basic with a jacket and ya Timbs.” She turned to look at what he wore and up & down saying “you tryna be twins again, big head.” He walked up to her with hands in his pockets and smiled. “I mean, Ima be warm so I’m just saying that my fit choice makes sense.” He wrapped his arms around her waist, making her smile, and she told him “tell you what? What if I wear one of your long sleeve white tees, black jeans with the boots, and my jean vest.”

“Eh, I don’t know”, he said being goofy and it made her hit his forehead softly and he laughed. “So rough. Aight aight fine BUT if you get cold do NOT, AND I do mean DO NOT ask for my jacket, little lady”; she held up her pinky and said, “pinky promise.” He rolled his eyes and he cuffed their fingers together. Soon, she got dressed before doing her hair in a large bun on her head and looked in the mirror, quietly admitting that she actually looked better than this in her jean dress; they hopped in the car and were off. As Y/N led them to the location, they looked around the neighborhood, full of white people and huge houses. N’Jadaka shook his head while observing the people watching their car pass by. Once they finally pulled up, he turned off the car and reached behind him to the backseat, and grabbed his jean jacket along with the bottle of alcohol for the small dinner party. Before he got out he looked at Y/N’s left hand as she applied lip gloss and checked her hair; he stared at the hand with new jewelry before he asked “ya ready, baby?”

“Yeah, ready”; he walked over to her side to open the door, help her out and close the door before wrapping his arm around her waist as they walked. Before she rang the bell, Y/N could hear giggles and pitter-patter passing by inside which made Y/N chuckle. “Leslie is chasing around Izaiah before dinner. It makes him eat a lot which means he will be tired by ten.”

“He goes to bed at ten?”

“If they are lucky. That little boy can get so much energy that he won’t be able to sleep until four.” The door soon opened and revealed Monte smiling big and pulling Y/N into his arm and lifting her up into a big hug. “Monteeeee, ugh. Put me down, you big dummy”, Y/N said as she laughed before Monte put her down. Monte held his arms up and said “welcome to our crib. JD, it’s good to see you again brotha, man”, he said as he gave him a brotherly handshake. “Thanks for inviting me, man.”

“Ah, don’t mention. If you dealing with Y/N, you deserve some love over here”, he stood to the side as they walked in. The ceiling was tall with a silver tinted chandelier that hung midway, two levels of stories, and an archway on both sides of the home. “Whoa, bro. This is a HUGE house”, Y/N said as she looked around; N’Jadaka just did the same, but he knew in his head that his place was bigger, she just didn’t know about it. They heard the giggles and laughs getting closer when a three-year-old toddler ran their way and Y/N scooped him up. “Got ya, stinky butt”, she said before lifting him into the air and blowing a raspberry on his belly. Leslie walked around the corner out of breath and said “hey, y’all. As y’all can see, the little troublemaker was tryna make a getaway.” Y/N held him on her hip while he cuddles into her and said “he should know that when TT is here, it is a wrap”; she tickled his stomach loving his little giggle. N’Jadaka looked over to Leslie and said “hey, I brought the drinks.”

“Okay, cool. I’ll show you the kitchen so we can chill them”, Leslie said as she walked past the group after kissing her husband and son. Once the pair walked into the kitchen, he saw the oakwood countertop and black-white patterned tile ground. “This is nice as fuck. It really is nice, Lez. No cap.”, he said as got to the fridge caressing the dark steel fridge that matched the coffee machine, microwave, and stove/oven. “Thanks, we got them from this appliance shop down the way. You can sit down while they go out. I think we should talk.” N’Jadaka sat on one of the barstools at the island placing his jacket down and Leslie pass the water bottle to him; he opened it and began drinking.

“So what you wanna talk about? If this is about M’Baku, I apologize. He's wild as fuck I swear. Do you mind if I grab an apple?” She washed one off and handed it to him with a smile. He nodded as he bit into at how delicious it was heard:

“Ndiyazi ukuba ungubani kanye kanye ... iNkosana N'Jadaka (I know who you really are... Prince N'Jadaka),” Leslie said, causing him to cough from the shock and looked up; noticing her brow raise, folded arms and slight grin, hips leaning against the counter.

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