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ABIONA AU - Before Abiona Interlude Part 6: Be His Peace

Pairing: T’ Challa x Black!Reader

Warning(s): None

Word Count:  4192

Link to ABIONA by @writingmarvellousimagines

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Be His Peace

It had been a difficult two weeks for Alix and T’challa. It began when T’challa told her he would not be coming on Wednesday as he normally did. He had to attend a press conference in Vienna after the Avengers incident in Lagos. Alix for some reason had a terrible feeling about T’challa going.

“Just say you will miss me Alixandre” He joked as they laid on their bed on Saturday night before he was supposed to leave early in the morning as he normally did. Alix was nestled warmly in T’challa’s arms as he kissed her head and shoulder. She nervously played with T’challa’s fingers as she smiled at his comment.

“It is not just that babe. Obviously, I will miss you, but I just have this feeling, I don’t know but just promise you will be careful okay. I know you are the Black Panther and all but I just need you in one piece” She said grabbing his hand to kiss it before closing her fingers around his. “I don’t feel comfortable with you leaving so close to the due date. You know we only have a few more weeks until my due date”

“I promise I will be more careful. And I promise that by the next time I come back I will be here for at least three weeks after the baby is here. Do not worry. I will also be using this opportunity to talk to my father about you and the baby moving to Wakanda again.” Alix turned to face T’challa.

“Really? I thought you said it would be better to do it after the baby got here and he could meet them?”

“I did, but I have realized that it is better for us so we can start planning to move after the baby comes. Also, it is time for me as a man to defend my family and I shouldn’t wait because both of you deserve to comfortable. And I cannot wait to show you all my favourite parts of the country” He said as he kissed her cheek.

“Did you happen to take your past flames to these favourite spots as well” T’challa stiffened before speaking.

“Possibly, however that does not matter because that was when I was a different man and Alix you are the only woman in my life. Truly entle, I am here for you and you only and -” Alix giggled as she stopped her nervous lover from his normal word vomit.

“Babe it is okay, I just wanted to see you squirm. I know that wherever we go in Wakanda will be made special by you.”  She said as she kissed his cheek, T’challa released a breath that he did not know that he was holding. “Now if we were going to Brazil I would be a bit worried.” T’challa groaned

“Oh my Bast Alix you will never let that go will you”

“Nope. Goodnight. Have a safe trip okay.” She giggled as T’challa kissed her goodbye and headed to the guest room for the night. Even as she laid to sleep, Alix rubbed her belly but the feeling of imminent trouble didn’t leave her. And it continued through the night and grew as T’challa came to kiss her and the baby goodbye. 

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T’challa sat across from his father as he prepared for his speech. He stared out the window and admired the Vienna skyline. His mind thought of Alix as she walked the streets of Vienna to and from work. Most likely finding a little café where she would often lounge. She loved her time here and hoped that he could bring her and the baby back here. He had begun to grow nervous being here, just because of Alix’s reluctance to have him go. She kept reminding him of a funny feeling she was having. At this point, he was afraid that something might be wrong with the baby and it was not just her instinct. He turned to face his father. 

“ I think you should cut that line out. It sounds a bit redundant” His father looked up from his speech.

“ Thank you uyana wam, I wasn’t sure about that line”

“ What does this mean for Wakanda, signing the accords. Are we not allowing foreign jurisdiction over our sovereignty?”

“ Many theorists have written about the social contract. It is said that for societies and individuals to have peace they most offer some of their freedom in return. That is what Wakanda is doing, we can sit by while our own die in other lands.” T’challa nodded. “It might be time for Wakanda to begin to show itself more in international affairs. I know we as a culture have been against it, but it may be time to help those who need it the most. If we do it smartly, we may be able to succeed without compromising Wakanda’s safety.” T’challa continued to nod surprised at the new position his father had begun to take. What surprised him more is his father’s next question.

“How is Alix, and the baby? She is due soon no?” His father had never asked about Alix nor her pregnancy. He rarely commented on his weekly trips. T’challa had thought his father saw it best for their relationship if it was never discussed.

“She is good and baby is good. We have about three weeks until the baby is supposed to be here” 

“That is good to hear. One's first child is an indescribable journey. The love I felt after meeting you the first time can only be battled by the love I felt when I met Shuri” The pair shared a smile

“Your mother tells me you are getting along better with Alix, have you gotten what you sought out for all those months ago?”

“I think so, Alix and I are happy. Of course, we are moving at the pace she feels comfortable, but we are moving and that is what matters now. I am just happy to know the baby is going to be coming home to a house with two loving parents. Baba, I want to bring up the discussion of the two of them moving to Wakanda. I know you had previously said no but I need to be able to have my family with me, Baba. It isn’t fair for me to have to go back and forth” T’challa began to ramble as he normally did before his father stopped him.

“I hear you uyana wam, and I have begun to agree with you” T’challa looked at his father with surprise and happiness “I have seen you handle your duties so well while still making time for Alix. I am proud of you for that, but you are right it shouldn’t be as strenuous as it has been” Both men turned to face Ayo who let them know it was time to go “We will talk more when the Accords are finished with. You must know, I am excited to meet my grandchild” He said as he got up and patted T’challa’s cheek.

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He had reassured Alix that he would take care of himself and be back in one piece. So she held onto that reassurance while he was gone. Not until Wednesday rolled around and she got an alert from a colleague at work about the explosion in Vienna. Alix felt the world around her freeze. She immediately began to pick up her things to go to Vienna. Luckily Jules was there to calm her down.

“Woah Alix, you have to sit down, this stress isn’t good for the baby. T’challa will not appreciate missing his child’s birth because you are freaking out. T is fine, I promise, he is probably going to call as soon as the dust settles.” Jules held his sister as he tried to help her stay calm. The siblings moved to her bed and laid facing the ceiling as Jules made her laugh to distract her from her never ending fears. Just like when they were kids and the other needed comfort. When the phone finally rang and T’challa’s voice came through, Alix felt like she was allowed to breathe again.

“I am so happy you are okay.”

“I am fine, please do not stress yourself. I cannot be worried about the two of you while I am gone.”

“Gone? Gone where? You aren’t coming back here?”

“Alix” T’challa took an extended pause trying to control his emotions. “Alix, my father, he died in the explosion. I must return home and proceed with the burial traditions, as well as challenge day. I will be becoming the King of Wakanda. I must go back and do this as quickly as possible so I can be there for you and the baby” Alix was stunned. In her fear of what has happened to T’challa, she had refused to check the news. She was heartbroken, she truly admired T’chaka as a leader and a man despite what had happened. But, truly she was heartbroken for T’challa whose relationship with his father was so strong despite their issues.

“I am so sorry T’challa, how are you taking it? I am here if you need me” T’challa took another pause

“I am fine entle I am as good as I can be. Please just take care of you and the baby okay. Tell them I will be there as soon as I can. And thank Jules for me. I am so grateful for him being there. I love you entle and I will be there as soon as I can.” And with that he was gone again,  for the two weeks he was gone contact was rare. 

It had been foreign to her, T’challa had gone from calling her twice a day when he was usually in Wakanda to a less than 5 minute call each day. The day of the challenge she was nervous but knew that he would win. Luckily Jules had moved into T’challa’s study so  Alix would not be alone, in addition to her mother coming every day to help her. But none of that compared to the comfort that T’challa had made her accustomed to. She continued to send him pictures of her and the baby as a way of saying that she was doing okay. And despite the strain that the distance created T’challa always responded with praises making Alix smile. She was happy to finally hear the joy in his words after challenge day. And that joy continued the next day when he started his rule as King. She was disappointed to hear that he was meant to go to South Korea for his first mission. But again she held on to his reassurance and prayed for a safe return. She again got a call from him about a cousin who he did not know existed and have to do go through with the challenge again. Alix was afraid, the similar indescribable feeling returned. That day she and Jules laid on her bed and he tried to calm his sister’s nerves. But when a call never came, nothing seemed to calm Alix’s nerves. When she didn’t hear anything she grew scared. T’challa had said he would call as soon as everything was done with, and if he didn’t Ayo would come and talk to her in person. As she sat in the nursery stressed out of her mind, Alix still hung on to T’challa’s reassurance. Though he had not called yet, Ayo still hadn’t come so she tightly held on to his promise to come back to her and the baby safely. That night she tossed and turned with no chances of falling asleep. She felt her baby kicking and began to rub her stomach.

“Hey there, you can’t sleep either? Not that you ever really sleep at night. Things have been a bit restless since your Baba left. I know, but he promised he would come back to us. “ Alix began to silently cry in the dark “He has to because I can’t do this without him and I don’t want to. Who is going to sing you that lullaby when you are fussy? He promised he would do that and I am holding him to it. And he still needs to help me pick a name for you. I am not choosing without him so he needs to hurry and come back. He is so excited to meet you, you can probably tell by all the kissing, singing and talking he does with you. He is so excited to be your Baba, he makes me excited even on the days when you test me. I need him to come back because you deserve to meet the amazing man your Baba is and I still have so much to tell him and I don’t want to know that my fear stopped me from saying how I truly feel about him”.

 Suddenly the kimoyo beads T’challa left started flashing. Alix struggled to sit up and reach for them as quickly as her bump would allow. She tapped them just as T’challa had taught her.  She looked up to see T’challa’s tired but alive hologram. 

“Thank God!” and she began to shed tears of joy, “I thought I lost you. You don’t know how happy I am to see you”

“Trust me entle I am thousand times more happy to see you. Please stop crying it is not good for the baby” Alix wiped at her eyes.

“Are you okay T’challa? What happened?” T’challa slowly explained to her what had happened, his words were delicate with his near death experience and his eventual revival. He knew it was a lot of information for the expectant mother, but Alix took it all in strides. She was more happy to know he was fine and wanted him back as soon as possible. But he assured her that he was okay and that he would be back tomorrow.

“I promised I would be back didn’t I. I know it is has been a whirlwind but I back do not worry.”

And that morning as she was about to start her day, T’challa walked through the door. She held onto him for a whole minute, taking in his smell and the comfort that being in his arms gave her. When she finally looked up she saw the sadness in his eyes. He leaned down to kiss her and slowly led her to the bed where they held on to each other as a way of making up for the lost time.

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T’challa woke up the next morning feeling nothing like himself. He felt as though he was dragging his body to do simple tasks. It had been a difficult two weeks for him. He thought he could come back and continue his happiness in Paris. But after the dust had settled and he actually had the time to think, his grief replaced his stress in no time. He didn’t get the opportunity to mourn his father, and now it seemed as though his brain was going to take the time. To reflect on what could have been, to think about all the unfinished discussions and lessons he would never get. When he was in Wakanda he had spent every free moment looking at pictures and videos Alix sent of herself to him. He couldn’t wait to get back to her. But now that he was here, he only wanted to be alone. He was overcome with emotions he didn’t want her to see. He wanted to remain strong for her and the baby, He was afraid that the stress of the two weeks would cause her to go into labour or have complications. He thanked Bast for watching over them when he couldn’t. He hoped Bast was still there because he couldn’t find it in him to perform simple tasks. He wasn’t hungry, he would lay in his bed for hours but couldn’t sleep. He would sit in his office but couldn’t find the strength to get anything done. He tried his best to smile for Alix when he was around her, but he knew she was starting to notice.

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 There was something different about T’challa. He was quieter and less of the jovial person she was used to. She would catch him sitting in his study staring off into space or laying in the bed but not sleeping. He looked exhausted.

“T’challa” The  King jumped at the sound of her voice

“Are you okay?” She asked as he invited her into his lap and kissed her bump.

“Yes, I am fine. Have you had lunch yet?” he smiled but his eyes looked empty.

“Have you had anything to eat at all today? I have barely seen you get up from this chair. Come eat with me” She slowly got up and held his hand to follow. He pulled his hand from her grip and spoke 

“Actually entle I am not too hungry but you go ahead and make sure you and the baby are fed okay.”

She stared at him with skepticism but he kissed her hand and told her he will be there for dinner. Dinner came and T’challa picked at his meal. She watched as he mindlessly went to bed with the sadness written all over his eyes. T’challa continued to wallow in the sadness the next day. She again encouraged him to eat with no avail. By dinner time, Alix was more than ready to get her charming lover back to himself. Unlike T’challa, Alix was not gifted with the magic of stringing words together to create poetry. So she decided to comfort him the best way she knew how. 

She started by going to the store and the bakery down the road. She began to make dinner as Jules walked in.

“Hey sis, I thought T’challa was home why are you pretending to be in the kitchen”

“Well look who it is France’s top comedian. I can cook and pretty well thank you very much. We also had the same teacher so I don’t know why you think you are better than me. T’challa loves my cooking”

“T is also trying to get in your pants so he will say and do anything if it increases his chances” Alix through a dishtowel at Jules who was laughing at his own comment.

 “ What are you making and where is T?”

“Pilau and Lamb, just like we used to have in Kampala. He made it for me a while back. He needs to get some food in his system so I made a meal I know he will appreciate. And I even got his favourite cheesecake from the bakery down the road.”

“What is this? Alix showing affection for the man who has been begging for her attention for months. I need to take a picture for Maman as proof” Alix glared at her brother but turned her head to hide her growing smile.

“He has just been sad since he came back. He went through so much and although he refuses to talk about it I aim to provide at least some comfort just as I know he would for me.”

“Okay well, I am going to leave you to pretend to play house. Save me a plate. I will stop by tomorrow to pick it up.” He said as he kissed his sister goodbye and left. When Alix was done, she was tired but proud of her work. She waddled to T’challa’s study and found him staring off into the distance again.

“Hey babe” He slowly turned to her “Come here I want to show you something” T’challa slowly rose and followed her to the dining area. The smell of the rice hit him and the first time in days he felt hungry. 

“Did you cook? Why didn’t you call me to help?” He became frantic and afraid Alix was overworking herself.

“Don’t worry I am fine and I need to move around anyways. Can you please just eat,” she said as she led him to sit down and served him a plate. She kissed his cheek and sat next to him making sure he finished his plate. T’challa for the first time in a few days began to feel happiness. He was grateful that Alix had thought of him enough to make a meal that meant so much to them and their relationship. He kissed her hand in appreciation.

 T’challa did not struggle to eat today and even went for a little more. 

“ Thank you. This is really good Alix. I mean not as good as when I made it but a close second” she smiled, happy to have him joking with her again. The cheesecake truly lifted T’challa’s spirit. He didn’t realize how much a good meal could help lift his mood.

“Cheesecake is truly one of Bast’s greatest creations”

“Bast didn’t do that. The bakery down the road did”

“I truly believe she was present during the baking process. You cannot change my mind” Alix giggled at his silliness.

 When they were done and had cleared the table, Alix put on Real Housewives of Atlanta, which was T’challa’s favourite installation of the series.

“Hey, come watch with me please.” she patted her lap. As he slowly sat down she again patted her lap for him to lay his head. T’challa lowered himself on to her and allowed Alix to pamper him. She rubbed his ear and his curls just as he liked. She allowed him to make all the commentary he wanted without any ridicule. Alix’s love engulfed him into a serene state. He thanked Bast for bringing a woman into his life who knew when he needed his love the most, even when he could not say it himself. As he laid on her lap, he was sure he had begun to feel his body become light again. 

“Though I have seen this episode, I am still unsure as to why Porsha came on the girls' trip knowing that Kandi was going to call her out for her rumours. Could that make any less sense? I do not know why I watch this. ” Alix smiled as he rambled on. During a commercial break, he grew silent. He finally spoke but it was slower and seemed more reserved than T’challa normally was.

“Being back here is the first time it is truly hitting me that he is gone. Though  I met with him in the planes, the fact I know he won’t ever back have really rocked me these past few days.” Alix wiped away the few tears T’challa had let fall. “He will never be able to meet our baby, and it so funny because when I brought up the two you coming home with me he was willing to talk about it. He said we would go further into detail after the conference. He even said he was excited to meet his first grandchild. Now that will never happen and it truly breaks my heart knowing that.” T’challa began to cry a bit harder. “I thought if I came here and was strong for you and the baby I would be able to forget, but the sadness has taken over my body” Alix wiped at his eyes again

 “T’challa you do not always have to be tough for me or the baby. You don't have to hold it in. Let me be the strong one for you sometimes. Let me be the shoulder you cry on. And know this, your father may not have gotten the opportunity to fully amend this issue, but I know for a fact he is proud of the man and King you have become. And you are going to be an amazing Baba. His memory lives in you, so make sure you do great things with it.” 

T’challa got off her lap to give Alix a kiss before lowering himself back on her lap.  “Thank you entle I truly feel a sense of relief in your arms. “

“Don’t thank me for doing my job.”

“Who knew that the hungriest and crankiest pregnant woman could be this kind” Alix laughed out loud almost as though she was thanking God for the small sense of normalcy that had returned.

“There is my baby daddy. Always taking my good gestures for granted” They both laughed as T’challa snuck a kiss to her hand. They went back to watching the show with T’challa’s added commentary that made Alix giggle. 

 Even in his stage of sadness, Alix’ s proximity to T’challa still made her feel at home in her own apartment.  Alix’s comfort had allowed T’challa to open and release a sea of emotion he did not realize he was holding. In her arms, the world stood still and waited for him. He had never felt a sense of peace as he did with Alix. He thanked Bast for providing him with a woman like Alix. More importantly, he thanked Bast for providing him with more time to enjoy the mother of his child and making her his inner peace. 

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Good Erik x reader series? What are some you recommend? Please and thank you 😊

ERIK X READER

- the other war dog series, i call bullshit series, no mercy series, i am not afraid to fuck a bitch up - @writingmarvellousimagines

- 678 triple 9 8212, names, dessert, the bar- @writingsbyash

- all things - @sonofnjobu

- my beyonce is having my baby, tutor session, erik teaches reader xosha, sofa-  @writerbee-ffs

- your ways series, or nah,  apotelesma series- @daddy-killmonger

-  nails- @theegoldenjaguar

- short staffed, for the love of money, my first & his only, the big chop, braid my hair…., visiting hours (erik x oc), i am king killmonger- @bakarilennox

- paragone series- @dynastylnoire

-friday (erik x ocs), she got game (erik x oc), chunk series (erik x oc), computer blue series- @ghostfacekill-monger

- rekindle series, daddy’s here series, adoration series, @soufcakmistress

- reclamation series, lost and driven series (erik x oc)- @avfug

- with love wakanda prompt fic, erik and reader discover they both have deceased fathers with the same death date, nothing easy to please (awkward!erik x oc), there’s something they’re not telling us (erik x oc)- @bidibidibombaclaat- 

- song of stevens series, fictober 28. i felt that. you know what i mean.   (and really good erik oc fics too), king kill’mawals, n’jadaka’s helpful hands, santa can’t bring me what i need (with mbaku and t’challa, fictober 26. but if you can’t see it, is it really there?- @eerythingisshaka

- all things (mix of erik x oc and erik x reader)- @erikismybitch

- all things erik (some oc fics in there too)- @laketaj24

- king of pop series, protector (erik x oc), out with a bang, desserts series-@forbeautyandlife

- all erik fics- @plussizeappreciationfics

- everything from @supersizemeplz

- same girl, do you remember (possible series), worry ‘bout it, let em know series, freaky friday (with t’challa), feel love, i wanna be, nip tuck,- @songficsbyrissi

- all things - @another-imaginesblog

- all things from @princesskillmonger

- overstimulated series (erik x oc)- @princessstevens

- all things from @shewrites02

- killin ‘em softly series- @eyeknowmywrites

- sandcastles series, twin flames (erik x oc)- @thehoodsweetheart

- all things- @cmonkillmonger (mixed with erik x oc)

- old friends- @babygirlofwakanda

-everything (mixed with erik x oc)- @brattywriters-anonymous

- secrets series, nice for what, stevens stories series (erik x sibling!oc)- @drtycomputerx

- all things @rayraynddem

- fast & furious, leave a light on series- @mariamermaid

- all things @killmoncoochie (a mix of erik x reader and erik x oc)

- a tale of two soldiers series, make it clap, passenger seat series- @blackmissfrizzle

- facetime love, with walnuts- @melodyofmbaku

- mad issues series- @curls-and-crosses

- numb, somebody to love (with t’challa)- @goldvnkillmongerbarnes

- all things from - @thickoreo

- everything from (mixed with erik x oc)- @killmongersgurl 

- everything from - @killmongerskeeper

- everything- @shyblackgurl

- everything from- @eriksjournal

- sweet like honey series, insecure series - @erikslulbaby

- everything from- @wakanda-inspired

- everything - @ororowrites

- headass youtube couple series, cutting ties (possible series), #tsrbaewatch (blow the whistle), fix my crown series.- @apantherinmypastlife

- i can’t, baking with the royal would include- @melo-yello

- destined series- @oblivious1olivious

- be careful sweetheart series- @avenging-fics

- all erik fics (mixed with erik x oc) - @muse-of-mbaku

- watching him sleep, driving with erik be like…, when erik’s jealous, my baby, frontline, it was a joke! series, goofy ass, hair, black panther cast as students (included)- @killmonger-dolan

- all things from @wakandanblogger

- at your best- @papi-chulo-bucky

- french inhale series (erik x oc)- @jewelofwakanda

- let’s talk about sex series, teach me series, when your mad series, waffles series, spoiled little brat series, slow ride seris, movie night series, mines, thunderstorn; girl, fuck you; eat your breakfact, secret admirer, amusement park fun, displays of affection, night at the movies, silent heartbeats series, worship, loving the way you love it, day drunk, smile for me daddy, breeding kink, just like you, we goin to hell, in the cut, kissing strangers series- @thehomierobbstark

- redbone, focus, i’ma make you proud- @pocmarvelworks

- all erik fics- @youreallyshouldtalkmore

- nerd, erik killmonger headcanons, on the run, before we have to let go, erik’s girl, eyes watching god, she’s mine pt. 1-, black panther trinity parent drabbles (with t’challa and m’baku)- @black-mcu-imagines

- dating series, possessive, kiwi series, i wanna marry you, quit series, fast car series,  - @wtfnegan

- dustiest corner in harlem series, just take the ring, more than talk, tell me, hell of a feeling - @sweettea-and-honeybutter

-broken clocks- @beforeverrmine

- in my whip, lyk dis, - @memor-somnis

- all things from @wakanda-4evr

- rated e, i missed you series, on broadway, unravel me series, no average bitch, if they ain’t looking - @brownsugarcocoabutterwildflowers

- all erik fics- @ourwakandanerik

- keys and a crown series, piece by piece, the warm up-  @iwannalearnhowtoship

- the parlor (with t’challa) series, operation: honey pot series, first love, liberation series, countdown, soft, ilanga series, death of a bachelor series, the library- @blackpantherimagines

- plot twist series, ring series, song goes off, summertime love series, walls (erik x oc)- @blackpantherismyish

- all things erik- @livingmybestfakelife

- Erik’s theory of happiness series- @brownmuse (erik x oc)

- whole ass parents series, iight fam series, the bouncer, the bsu- @suburbanblackhoe

- all erik fics- @wawakanda-btch

- 390. you shouldve heard his side of the story. you never asked mine, waters of chaos series- @wakandasoldier

- all erik fics- @njadaakas

- all erik fics- @njadont

- redeem me- @njadaddy

- study buddy- @heyauntieeee

- voodoo seris, white girl- @imagine-mbaku

- all erik fics- @madamslayyy

- permission series- @babybluepeaches

- street car, wadjet- @n-jadaddy

- your highness series- @princessceettaa

- au wehre erik’s dad wasn’t killed and took him back to wakanda where he grew up, too easy, in the still of the night, otto’s shrunken head, rainy day savior- @eyestheyseeyou

- all erik fics (mix of erik x reader and erik x oc)- @eye-raq

- all erik fics- @ljs-writing

- all erik fics- @iliketowrite1996

- fuck you series- @newstarvingcollegestudent

- fuccboi troubles series- @issajuju-bug

- noney and mint, lay with me, little girl series (erik x oc), fae (erik x oc), bound series (erik x oc), bedtime story,  blinding (erik x oc)- @sweeter-thejuice

- you made your bed series- @sweetpeachjones

- all things - @imaginewhoever

- i’m cleva series, - @killmongerdispussy

- mistakes series, honey and chocolate series, forbidden series dangerous waters- @cocoaflowerrs

- all imagines from @nahimjustfeelingit-writes

- cujo- @nastybuckybarnes

- by bast series, pregnancy drabble, angsty drabble- @sickandtideeeee

- catch it, round 17, be mine series, ambition- @dumbchickwrites

- all things from @dacreskars

- cater 2 you, it’s been a minute, stereotypes series, you’re mine, angst erik, collegeboi!erik fic, (all you need, try me, sneaky, watch your mouth- all part of a lil series), baby girl and her daddy- @boldmellowtastemaker

- all things @artisticestheticreads

- all things @hearteyes-for-killmonger (a mix of erik x reader and erik x oc)

- breakfast with strangers series, blind date series, in and out of live series, missing brown eyes series- @cosmiceyegasms

- i like that series- @nachtaiwrites

- imagine that series,  prophecy series, the nanny series, how you married n’jadaka, life line series, moodboards, erik loves you just the way you are, destiny?- @wakandascrystal

- all erik fics- @wakandas-vibranium

- prey series, big mad, earth dy, leaving, ride or die, the grace of kings  series and it’s prompts(erik x oc), she who,walks in the sea series (erik x oc), ritual (erik x oc), late (erik x oc), a boy (erik x his mom), sing of helen series (erik x oc)- @hoopshoney

- summertime madness- @jazthestampede

- facetime love, with walnuts- @melodyofmbaku

- the red door- @twistedcharismaaa

-all erik fics (erik x oc)- @blackgirlimaginesmarvel

- too deep, snip snip(pet), you say it’s food for thought series- @lostncrowned

- stress relief, the girl is mine- @lostgalaxies

- it’s okay series (with liberosis), erik the wise, one punch man, consider me finished, leave me series- @marvellovegalore

- all erik fics- @marvelmaree

- all erik fics- @wakandamama

- better series- @mothereve1

- affairs series, better series (with t’challa)- @melaninkpopimagines

- microcosms, burn, lost files, finals season series, party of one, compression, if ever there were angels series- @lesqui

- all erik fics (erik x oc)- @killmongersmistress

- all erik fics- @maleficentcheekbones

- all erik fics- @oshaia (mix of erik x oc and erik x reader)

- erik x deja series (erik x oc)- @wifeyofnjadaka

- all @youcantkillamutant erik fics (mix of erik x reader and erik x oc)

- all erik fics- @hidden-treasures21

- deja vu series (erik x oc)- @loveeeeandaffection

- the firm series (erik x oc)- @thadelightfulone

- the elevator bae series (erik x oc)- @yoursoulstea

- everything- @panthergoddessbast

- sacredly scarred series (erik x oc)- @whorderofthepheonix

- you don’t own me- @omg-foreverfilledwithweird-posts

- make the bullshit worth it series- @wakandansunsets

- everything (mix of erik x reader and erik x oc)- @leelahsrose

- all erik fics (erik x oc)- @lady-love-and-glitter-roses

- muse series, the library will be closing series, home invasion series, the church girl series, kingdom of thieves series, disharmony series, nerd!erik hc, biker!erik hc- @killmongurl

- kissing strangers series (erik x oc)- @halcyonscry

- i’ll be around series, what you need series, purposeful naivety series- @killmvnger

- foul play series- @dessianna1

- pappa killmonger (erik oc)- @destinio1

- wet sugar series, say less series- @uzumaki-rebellion

- return the favor series, pride: take 5, caged bird (erik x nakia), trouble loves company series (erik x annalise keeting- bp x htgawm crossover)- @taint3dvirgin

- sing to me, let em know, get that, lips, i love it- @zxddy-panther

- cashier girl- @daughterofyeezus

- interrogation series- @yslkuwonu

- evening adventures, books and back hugs, tacos and jaguars- @aniqua

- the monst dangerous game: fanfic writing challenge prompt 2 (erik x oc), body pillow- @akimi-youngblood 

- all the stars series (with t’challa)- @generalshazam

*i dont want to overwhelm you too much so this is what i have for you!*

[writing-for-black-readers]

Reluctant Recruit

Characters: Black!female!reader demigod!reader female!reader T'challa. Avengers. 

Warnings: None. 

Romantic pairings: None at the moment. 

Y/N had to fight off another huff of annoyance as their sculpting session was interrupted, yet again, by the ringing of their phone piercing the comfortable silence. 

After making sure their hands were clean of the water and clay mixture, it took everything they had not to either crush the mobile device between their figures or to just throw it across the room and watch it shatter upon impact. 

Both choices were very tempting. 

"T'challa. You better have an important reason for interrupting another one of my sculpting session. Again." 

"My apologies, Y/N." 

Even though the apology was sincere, they could hear the amusement in his voice. 

Sometimes they felt like T'challa would rile them up just so he could tease them about it later on. 

"What can I do for you T'challa? We both know that you didn't call just to say hello." 

"You are correct. I require your assistance. In person." 

Y/N could practically feel their eyebrows shoot up into their hair at that, the last time T'Challa had needed their assistance in person, it had been for a rescue mission that had ended up with her in the domain of the panther goddess Bast, close to a year. And when she opened her eyes to the bright lights of Shuri's lab, the young princess had been the third person to chip away at the diamond fortress she had built around herself and her heart. The second being T'Challa. 

And the first…

No! 

She could not remember them. Would not remember them. No matter how much her heart still longed for them. 

The thought was buried immediately along with the other memories that she wanted to forget. 

Letting out a sigh, knowing T'Challa was still on the line, she promised to be there soon. Hearing how grateful he was, she really hoped that it wasn't a poor attempt at another to try and leave her small bubble of content. 

When she arrived, she found herself facing a group of familiar strangers, who called themselves The Avengers. 

Another sigh escaped which was filled with frustration and annoyance as she pinched the bridge of her nose. 

She was going to murder T'Challa. 

A/N: A big thank you to @writingmarvellousimagines for helping me with the plot!

[aloevverified]

✨2020✨ changes

With the beginning of this new decade, I've decided to make some changes to this blog. I haven't been very active on here and with time the reasoning that made me start this blog has evolved into something I can't quite put my finger on yet.

Still, something tells me to keep it up and to do so I feel like I need to change its purpose...and that comes with some 2020 changes.

1) I changed my blogname from writingmarvellousimagines to aloevverified;

2) I'm deleting some of my fanfics because I no longer feel like keeping them up;

3) I might gradually shift towards sharing some creative writing with an occasional update to the fics I'd like to keep alive but no promises.... I'm just staying a bit longer to see where 2020 could take this blog.

Happy New Year, loves! 💛

That 2020 meets us with new, challenging experiences that push us to grow into our most self.

[youcantkillamutant]

2 Questions and 1 Announcement

Hi everyone! 

Yes I have dropped off the face of the earth, but be honest, I was never that active anyways right? I’ve got a few questions for you guys!

1. Would anyone be willing/want to become critique partners? I’m looking for one or two people interested in YA Fantasy to exchange and critique work. i’ll be honest I’m very critical of myself, and I don’t mind hardcore honesty. I prefer it if I believe it is constructive criticism and I’d do the same for whoever my crit partner happens to be. I am planning on submitting my book to a contest in September so ideally the crit partner would be able to read through my book (about 400 pages/126K words) by mid August. 

DM me if you’re interested in working together! 

2. Are y’all interested in another fic from me? I’ve got another one simmering in my mind, A God!Erik AU, but it’s not 100000% set in stone so I just wanted to gauge if people were still interested in my fic at all. It’s not nearly as ambitious as my other two, but I’ve got a nice feeling about it :)

WAKANDACON!

Thanks to the lovely @muse-of-mbaku for inviting me I’ll be there! I’ll be on a panel with two other lovely writers (including Mama Muse) @kaytauru & @lamorenareina I’m so excited for the conversation! 

Here’s the panel info: 

Saturday 7/27

6:30PM-7:30PM 

Room 104AB

If you’re around I hope you can make it! 

Taglist: @princessstevens @muse-of-mbaku @k-michaelis@queenamaniii@dreadedphilosphy@killmongurl@thelovelyliterary@elaindeereads @thedom223 @muse-of-mbaku@bidibidibombaclaat@panthergoddessbast @writingmarvellousimagines @someareblindtoitsbeauty@jozigrrl@iamrheaspeaks @purple-apricots @thadelightfulone@janelledarling @killmongersgurl

[airis-paris14]

New Story Coming Soon...

I’m actually really excited to bring this story to you guys .

@chaneajoyyy @dramaqueenamby @90sinspiredgirl @sisterwifeudaku @kumkaniudaku @supersizemeplz @ororowrites @justanotherloveaffair @writingmarvellousimagines @sarahboseman

[theunsweetenedtruth]

Sneak Peak...Keeping Faith

AN: Happy Christmas Eve!! I’m stuck at work praying they’ll let me leave early but I finally decided to post this after MONTHS. This is a sneak peak of my next story once both Promises and The Adored One are mostly done (I will still take requests and one shots for both if you submit them). I’m so nervous about this because this story has been a rolling dream for YEARS. It’s a combination of Beyond the Lights and Greenleaf (I know there was someone writing a Beyond the Lights story so I hope I’m not stepping on any toes, though this is VERY loosely based). If you’ve seen the shows, yay! If not, then you’ll absolutely be fine. In Greenleaf, one of the daughters, Faith commits suicide, which starts off the entire series. In my story, she’s still alive for now. This is a Sam Wilson x OC. I thought about making it an Erik story but it would totally change the way things happen. This story is really dark. It has a lot of triggers and warnings that I know I’m going to struggle with but I want to tell it because it’s been in my head for YEARS. I’m tagging both of my tag lists for Promises and The Adored One, as well as my permanent tag list. Please let me know if you want to be on my permanent list or if you want to be tagged for this story too. AND LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK.

She was bent over the toilet-again. Vomit came from her and as she heaved, a random thought came to her: what could I possibly be throwing up if I haven’t eaten anything? She continued to gag for a few moments more, nothing coming out at this point but rage and self-depreciation and she felt lost under a current of self-loathing. She was to be blamed for her predicament.

 Soon, the heaving subsided and she was able to stand to her feet, flush and go to the sink. Dark, sunken eyes stared back at her from the mirror. She didn’t look in the mirror too often, afraid of what she’d become and seeing the physical manifestation of it. Moving from her eyes, she realized her lip was busted and bruises littered around her neck and chest. They would have to pack on the makeup tonight to cover them up.

She took a towel from underneath the cabinet—stark white like the rest of the room—wet it, and began tending to the bleeding lip. There was a slight sting but she didn’t wince; this was nothing compared to what she’d been through the past years, or the past hour. There was a knock on the bathroom door that echoed through the cavernous room and startled her. Her hands began to shake, her pulse raced, and she struggled to get words out.

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AN: let me know what you think 🙂I'm so nervous to post this the title is a working one. First part will go up once Promises and The Adored One are over. 

Permanent Tags: @wakanda-inspired @bakarisangel @theblulife @im5ftbutmythroat66 @fonville-designs @sarcastic-sunshines @semianta 

The Adored One: @ashanti-notthesinger @iamrheaspeaks @tntnv @allhailnjadaka @sithlordslut @forbeautyandlife @wawakanda-btch @myaw731 @everybodylovesmormon @90sinspiredgirl @dramaqueenamby @onyxvixen-writer @almostpurelysmut @killmongersgurl @champagnesugamama @fitfineandstayingalive @airis-paris14 @mufasathatniggatho @sisterwifeudaku @bidibidibombaclaat

Promises: @marvelpotterlove @writingmarvellousimagines @laketaj24 @greennightspider @muse-of-mbaku @another-imaginesblog @princesskillmonger @panthergoddessbast @raysunshine78 @katasstrophey @shyblackgirl @shesakillerkween

[90sinspiredgirl]

Can one of y’all fabulously talented people please for the love of god please write a T’challa x Ororo (storm) fic or smut anything please 😩😭 I’ll be forever grateful to y’all.

@dramaqueenamby @writingmarvellousimagines @elixirtchalla @eerythingisshaka @retro-melanin @justanotherloveaffair @brianabreeze @kumkaniudaku @ororowrites

[grandadchadwick]

pretty little fears

thank you for all the love on nsfw alphabet and drowning! hope you enjoy💘.

warnings: angst? cheating? idk.

taglist: @brianabreeze @bury-me-in-the-ocean @blackpantherimagines @issa-bout-to-go-down @chadwickfrantic @captainsordersfic @dopeass90sbaby @dramaqueenamby @elixirtchalla @eerythingisshaka @justanotherloveaffair @jaeee-http @kumkaniudaku @lavitabella87 @laurakirsten @muse-of-mbaku @marvellovegalore @muva--milaje @seventven @sweettea-and-honeybutter @sarahboseman @sisterwifeudaku @uncomfie @wakandanblogger @writingmarvellousimagines @wakandankings sorry if you don’t want to be tagged.

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If you had asked Karima how she would’ve imagined her wedding night 24 hours ago, she would’ve had a plethora of answers. It would begin with a journey home in a Phantom Rolls Royce (rented of course, Chadwick would never spend that much money). Karima pictured the ride home as silent but comforting. Just the two of them reminiscing about how far they’ve come and the events of the last hours.

And then they’d reach their shared home.

Karima remembered her mother mentioning how home feels different when you’re married and she immediately understood. She imagined her home feeling more comforting than usual, filled to the brim with love. And knowing Chadwick he’d insist on carrying her bridal style all the way to their bedroom, where he’d place her gently onto the ground.

After he’d place her on the floor, his hands would begin wondering. They’d reach her back, where they’d slowly and sensually unzip her dress. He’d clasp her hand into his and helped her step out her dress. And without missing a beat he’d pull her into him and attach their lips.

And after a while he’d pull away and rest his forehead against her. And they’d stand just like that. Him admiring the glint in her eyes and the plumpness of her lips. The little scar above her eyebrow. The dimple on her left cheek.

She knew the rest of the night would be a blur. They’d start drinking and reflect on their life. It would be whiskey of course, he’s an old head. Talking would lead to kissing. Kissing would lead to clothes flying across the room. And as much she’d liked to have traditional, slow love-making, the endless teasing he’d put her through during their month of abstinence would definitely result in fast, rough, nasty, whilst still being incredibly pleasuring, sex.

-

If you’d told Karima 24 hours ago that her wedding night would end with her in the corner of a shower, crying she would’ve laughed. Maybe tears of pure elation but most definitely not tears of hurt and betrayal. She would’ve never imagined herself in the corner of the shower, still in her wedding dress, breaking down. The steaming water causing her makeup to run and ruining the dress she’d adored so much when she first chose it months ago.

Now the dress told stories of pain and deception. Red stains adorned the bottom of the dress, she was unable to tell if they were blood or wine. Everything was a blur at this point. The sobs she’d been attempting to restrain, broke free and the sound was deafening in the bathroom. The tightness of her chest only increased as the steam from the shower engulfed her. It became difficult to breathe and even more difficult to even bring herself to try to.

What was the point? She’d still come out hurt. Pain was a never ending cycle and even if he somehow managed to fix this, Karima had lost a part of Chadwick she’d thought only she owned.

-

If you’d asked Karima 24 hours ago, how her wedding would be, her answers would be plentiful and heartfelt. For months she’d heard “Your wedding will be the best day of your lives” and finally it was her turn to understand.

She felt it as soon as she woke up. The tingling feeling that started at the bottom of her stomach and made her feel like she’d explode - she hadn’t felt this since her first date with him. The excitement that radiated off her had her floating through the day.

She’d felt like a princess as soon as she’d finished getting ready. Her hair was pinned back, with stray coils framing her face. Her makeup was flawless, her makeup artist’s ability to simply enhance her features without completely changing them never failed to amaze her.

And the dress. The dress that took months to find but as soon as she saw it, she fell in love. The dress she kept in her mother’s house so he wouldn’t snoop. The dress that she would sit on the floor of her mothers closet for, just staring at in wonder.

Her doctor’s scrubs were what she normally wore and whilst they were comfortable and necessary for work, they weren’t the most flattering. The dress was a breathe of fresh air. It was regal. It was hers.

And now soaked in blood, liquor and water it didn’t mean shit. The dress was symbolic of the worst day of her life. And as soon as she was able to get herself back on her feet, Karima vowed to set it on fire.

-

If you’d told Karima 24 hours that her wedding would be a moment that opened her eyes, she would’ve agreed. She believed it would open her eyes to the love her man had been blessing her with, the immense support her family and friends had given her through everything and the fact that she was deserving of all this. But now it has opened to her eyes to the fact she’d wasted 5 years of her life, 5 useless years that would haunt her. It opened her eyes to the deceit happening in front of her. It opened her eyes to her own naivety. And now she wished she was blind.

Sitting in a steaming shower, fully clothed and slightly tipsy somehow aided her realisation. All the red flags - the late nights, weird bank transactions, the distance. Everything was ringing alarm bells in her head and she felt stupid, so stupid for not realising sooner.

There was a part of her that was glad they hadn’t signed the marriage certificate and glad that they hadn’t sealed the deal with the kiss. A very small part though. The rest of her was consumed with hurt and something that felt like disgust. Disgust in him, her or herself, she couldn’t even tell at this point.

If you’re getting married, please ensure your husband is faithful and committed to you, so you don’t waste years on a man that wasn’t worth it. If you’re getting married, maybe ask the priest to skip "if anyone can show just cause why this couple cannot lawfully be joined together in matrimony, let them speak now or forever hold their peace", so you’re not drowning in embarrassment and hurt when the woman he’s cheating with speaks up. If you’re getting married and somehow your wedding is ruined, don’t show your pain - walk down the aisle with your dress trailing behind you, head held high, asserting upmost regality. If you’re getting married and it doesn’t work out, do not try and repair anything, do not let them know your pretty little fears.

-

If you’d told Karima the night she sat in the shower crying her eyes out, she’d be prospering months later, she would’ve laughed in your face. Figuratively of course, she was always too overwhelmingly upset to bring herself to laugh. The feeling of distress sat at the bottom of her heart and had taken months of therapy to heal.

It was hard walking around the home they once shared and not hearing his singing or laughter. It was hard feeling the emptiness in the bed next to her. But with the support around her and her own sheer will to move on and be happy, she became a new woman.

A woman who is independent, knowing of her own worth and would never settle. And as time goes on, Karima will only learn more about herself.

-

And now if you tell Karima in a year, 5 years or 10, that she was going to be even more successful and happy than she is now, she’d believe you because she worked for it. And you don’t need to have your wedding ruined, relationship and heart broken to discover all of this. Your worth isn’t determined by the ring on your finger or the man you’re with, even if the man is an icon. So when you throw his clothes and everything that reminds you of him out, make sure you throw those fears along with them because things will be okay.

[sarcastic-sunshines]

ABIONA AU - PART 6

Pairing: T’ Challa x Black!Reader

Warning(s): None

Word Count:  2550

Link to ABIONA by @writingmarvellousimagines

Link to Face claims (2)

Part: (1) (2) (3) (I1) (I2) (4) (I3) (I4) (5)

Part 6

Alix was finishing getting ready for the day just as she was taken out of her thoughts listening to the giggles of Abiona playing with her Baba. Last night was hard, she kept waking up whenever Abiona did. She would hear T’Challa immediately go get her and care to whatever she needed. But he never came to bed, he just kept sleeping on the couch. Alix was afraid she may have finally pushed his gentle heart too far. She took a final large breath as she looked at herself in the vanity before finally leaving the room. She moved quietly even though she was sure T’Challa would hear her. He only turned to look at her after Abiona grew excited at seeing her mama. 

“Good morning gorgeous” Alix said replicating Abiona’s excitement as she picked her up out of T’Challa’s position on the floor. “ Did you sleep well? You ready to eat? Or are you and Baba still playing? Good morning T’Challa. “

“ Good morning entle, I just fed her so she should be good for a while longer.” Alix nodded as searched his face for any emotion only to find none. Alix opened her mouth to apologize but before she could say anything, T’Challa started “ I do not want to do this in front of our child. I don’t want her to ever have a memory of us fighting or not treating each other with love and respect.” He said calmly “What I will say is  I don’t want another apology only for you to repeat your actions in a different format later on. I want to see actual change this time around. You know I don’t care about this apartment or anywhere we stay as long as I am with you two. What I do care about is this constant ringing in the back of your head that this relationship will fail. I know it is a mixture of trust issues you harbour as well as the fact you have always been very independent and this is not what you planned your life to be. I understand that, I would like to believe that I have been very accommodating to that. But that is here, in Wakanda this inconsistency of emotions cannot continue. I cannot allow it to continue. Not only is it a distraction to me as King but it is tiring Alix” he said with the exhaustion he was trying to explain. “ I love you and that will never change. But I cannot continue to go back and forth with you on these things. Because of that I think it is best that we put any plans for Wakanda on hold until you can sort out whatever is going on with you. I have realized that I cannot be the one to solve it for you and I have done my best to try. You do not have to decide right now, not even today, but you do have to decide.” Alix’s heart started to pound

“What if I can’t sort it out? Then what?” T’Challa looked at her directly as if to make his point very clear.

 “Then we cannot move to Wakanda as a family and you and ‘Ona will have to stay here until we reach a point in our relationship where we feel as though we can move forward. “ He said sadly. The doorbell rang and T’Challa move past Alix to go get it. 

“Bonjour T’Challa! How are you? Where is my granddaughter?” Estelle said announcing her presence to the whole house. Alix took a deep breath before turning to face her mother.

 “Bonjour maman, ca va”

 “Oui, ma belle”. As they kissed each other hello. Estelle immediately reached for her granddaughter. “Et tu ma petite, tu es bien?” Alix tried to smile so her mother wouldn’t notice the tense situation that they had just left. T’Challa returned to the living room where he tried to avoid Alix’s eye contact. Estelle could tell something wasn’t right. 

“T’Challa are you okay?” He nodded. ���Tu sure? You didn’t even ask me about the women’s gala and how that drama ended. I know you love listening to my stories.” T’Challa finally laughed and shook his head.

 “Yes I am fine, I have to get ready for the day and I have a few errands to run as well. But I will call you later to get all those details.”

He said before kissing Estelle on the cheek and heading to the bathroom. Estelle didn’t say anything else until T’Challa walked out the door without saying goodbye.

“Alixandre” Alix closed her eyes not wanted her mother to see how tired and unwilling to have this conversation she was.

“Oui maman” She said looking up.

“I have been patient enough to wait until T’Challa has left, what is wrong the two of you? Why are you fighting. What did you do?” Alix looked offended that her own mother immediately thought she was in the wrong “Do not give me that look. You are your father’s child, the both of you will be ended by your own stubbornness. T’Challa is too soft hearted for you sometimes. Speaking of which, we all know how your father feels about T’Challa and you moving to Wakanda, so we have to make sure you too are still a united front so he can begin to soften his position even if it is a little bit. So tell me what has happened.” Alix explained everything that happened with her mother listening without responding. Alix finally finished and looked at her mother from a response.

“Well, I think T’challa is right” Alix rolled her eyes

 “Maman, you are never on my side”

“Alixandre there are no sides in this matter. You have always been a free spirit. Sometimes even more than Jules. I tried to calm it down but you never listened. Now it is coming back to bite you. T’Challa is right, he can only go so far , we have all seen it. Even Jules wonders why he puts so much effort. I wish he could learn a thing or two from him but your brother is so scattered sometimes. This traveling the world but with no job prospects. Anyways let us deal with one issue at a time. That man really loves you ma belle. And he is not wrong for him to know that it is returned. He has so much on his shoulders as King and he has fought so hard on several fields to ensure you all are able to be together peacefully. He cannot come home to also fight with you. It isn’t fair, now is it” Alix looked away knowing that her mother was speaking the truth. “And he isn’t even saying he will leave you if you do not want to move. He still respects your autonomy and wants you to be able to practise it. Even if that includes leaving his precious daughter with you while he goes and rules an entirely different country. You know that would be very difficult for him.”

“So what should I do?”

“No point asking me, that is up to you and no one else. Stop listening so hard to your brain and hear what your heart has to say. When you have heard both sides make sure you try and find a happy medium of the two. Anyways, I have to start going, your father will be home soon and we have a dinner party to attend.” She said kissing Alix and Abiona goodbye.

“Okay maman, thank you” Alix spent the rest of the day thinking and watching Abiona play. When she frowned or moved in her sleep she looked just like T’Challa.  She loved that man so much. She didn’t know why she couldn’t just make terms with her reality. A reality that she loved. A reality that she didn’t want to change and knew she would be upset to leave behind for a different one. She was definitely being stubborn, and it was not fair on T’Challa at all. He deserved better and she needed to tell him that. If only he would come home, she had texted him that they needed to talk but he still had not come home yet. Finally after she had had dinner he walked into the door. 

“Hey Alix, I am sorry that I didn’t answer your text, I was with David at this pub with horrible service. I could not pull out my kimoyo beads, but I was not ignoring you” He said frantically taking off his coat and washing his hands to pick up a sleeping Abiona which he moved to her crib before running back to the living room to meet Alix.

“That’s okay, as long as you were safe” They sat down across from each other. The distance was killing Alix. All she wanted was for them to be cuddled on the couch.

 “Can we talk now”

“Yes go ahead” Alix closed her eyes and composed her thoughts.

 “I know you don’t want to hear it but I am sorry for how I am have been acting. It has been completely selfish and it is because I know you will always be there despite my actions. When you got angry yesterday and did not come back to bed that was the first time that I truly felt as though I had pushed you to the end of the road.” Alix’s voice began to shake as she tried to compose herself but it wasn’t working. T’Challa finally  moved to the other side of the couch to rub her back. “ I am upset at myself that I had to wait for that fear to actually realise how much you actually do for me and continue to do. And how much of myself you have allowed me to be and yet I was still scared and apprehensive to offer up a little more of myself. I know I want to be with you and to be a family. I also know that I don’t want to be anywhere you aren’t because I know it doesn’t look like it, but you are my safe haven too. I want us to start our lives in Wakanda and I want to be able to have a bigger home here in Paris. I do trust you T’Challa. And I want you to know that I am working on myself, and I am not always preparing for this to end. I want to make this work as long as possible. Please forgive me.”

T’Challa engulfed her in his arms “ I already forgave you entle. That is why I didn’t want your apology, unfortunately for me I cannot be angry at you for long before my heart does all the talking. That is why I need to make sure I was also doing what was best for me. I am glad it worked though, I got sad thinking of leaving without you and ‘Ona. The two of you have become my world and I am not willing to give up that easily. Even if means dealing with your stubbornness.” Alix groaned against T’Challa’s chest causing him to smile. “Can I discuss one more thing with you “ Alix looked up at T’Challa. “Since we are laying everything on the table, when you get upset with me can you please not say Abiona is ‘your’ child. You have been doing it since she was in the womb. It is almost as though you are ignoring my existence and the two of you are a subfamily that I am not included in. I know you carried her but she is as much mine as she is yours, if that makes sense” Alix nodded

“It does, and I know when I do it and I know how it makes you feel, I will try not to do it anymore okay.” Alix leaned up and gave him a kiss. “I love you T’Challa, I hope you know that”

“I do and I am glad because I am ready to leave this apartment where I have no closet space and have to share with a messy shopaholic”

“I am not messy. You are just a weirdo who colour coordinates white shirts.” 

“There are clearly different shades of white so they must be organized accordingly. It is quite bold of you to come after me considering your compulsive buying has caused you to have several of the same shirt from different stores.” Alix poked him

“They are not the same shirt they have different cuts and you know it. Plus some are things I had before I had ‘Ona. Then I sacrificed my body to bring her into this world remember” T’Challa playfully rolled his eyes.

“ Of course I remember and I am always grateful and I think having ‘Ona did wonders to your body. If you would like we can move this conversation to the bedroom and I can show you how much I do appreciate your new body” As T’Challa leaned down to kiss Alix, Abiona cries became loud and clear. T’Challa immediately groaned “Abi why? Why must you ruin Mama and Baba time” Alix laughed

“Oh please, your sad attempt at seducing me was not going to lead to any Mama and Baba time. Now please go and get her so she can eat. She fell asleep before I could feed her” T’Challa slowly got up making Alix giggle. 

That night after putting Abiona to sleep, Alix was happy to find T’Challa in their bed waiting for her.

“Alright little spoon, hurry up and come to bed before she wakes up again. You know night time is when she thrives.” Alix giggled and climbed into T’Challa arms where she felt safe

“ And yet she got a Baba who doesn’t like to be woken up. What are the odds”

“I don’t know but, she needs to be on a sleep schedule very soon because I can’t continue like this much longer.” he said as he kissed her shoulder

“And you want four but you can’t handle her” T’Challa raised his head to look at Alix.

“If you promise me now that we can have four, you will never hear me complain about getting up again. Alix open your eyes I know you are not sleeping. Alix? How close in age would you like them to be, if it is less than two years we have work to do because ‘Ona is already 6 months.” Alix burst out laughing as T’Challa frowned.

“T’Challa please leave me alone no one said anything about having more. Plus I told you that the shop is closed after ‘Ona. What more do you want from me?

“And I told you that did not stop me before so you can stop pretending you don’t want me now. “

“Okay ugly, didn’t you say you want to sleep? Shouldn’t you do just that? Good night babe”

“Fine. Good night, see you in approximately 2 hours when ‘Ona decides her day has started.” The pair giggled before falling asleep. T’challa fell asleep first, allowing Alix to appreciate his presence. She was so thankful that T’challa was in her life. She knew that where they went did not matter as long as she got to lay in his arms every night. 

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Hi! Wondering if you can recommend some good series featuring M’Baku? Thanks!!😊

M’BAKU SERIES

- blood in the snow series, cities on the horizon series (continuation of blood in the snow), all things better with time series, in full bloom series, crop series, peaches in a plastic cup series, long live the chief series, echoes and wind series, into the gray series, the arrival series, the smoke series- @muse-of-mbaku

- her mountain of bliss series- @writingmarvellousimagines

- coming home series (with what’s for dinner), extra credit series, just business series, it’s complicated series, healing garens series-  @jellybean531

- welcome to the jabar tribe series- @snowbaku

- snowfall series (with one shots)- @devnicolee

- fever series, work for me series- @mbakusthrone

- shopping series- @mbakusprincess

- our love in color series, what would you have me do series, a well deserved rest series, have it your way series- @wakandan-flowerz

- some weeks are better than others series, play though? series-  @eerythingisshaka

- tradition series, truth or dare series- @sonofnjobu

- cabin in the snow series (with sequel- fated instict)- @greennightspider

- at heat’s peak series- @noire-griot

- not gon cry series  @babygirlofwakanda

- untitled series, closer to heaven series-  @katasstrophey

- just for tonight series- @ghostfacekill-monger

- the prince series, is tthis love series (with m’baku)- @madamslayyy

- hennessey series- @imagine-mbaku

- twisted series (with Erik)- @laketaj24

- warm colors series- @mermaidchansons

- mamas boy series, ce’amaka & m’baku series, m’baku’s sisterwives series, the forest series- @great-neckpectations

**PLEASE HIT MY LINE IF I FORGOT ANY M’BAKU SERIES!!**

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T'Challa having to leave his firstborn and wife home to go on a mission?

T’Challa’s heart ached as he prepared to board the hovercraft to go on another mission, it seemed that there were some parts of the world who still needed assistance from the Avengers.

He was reluctant to go. But knew that the other Avengers would bother him to no end about it if he didn’t show up. But right now in this moment nothing else mattered more than his wife who looked radiant while their newborn slept peacefully in her arms.

“I do not want to leave the both of you so soon.”

He received a smile that made her seemed even more radiant.

“I know T’Challa. But you must go. Or you will never hear the end of it.”

He gave a soft snort of amusement knowing that she was right as always.

“You do not have to worry so much, my love. We will have Shuri and your mother here to tell us captivating stories of your childhood.”

The soft playful tone her voice would acquire never failed to get a chuckle out of him.

Even as he kissed both of their foreheads.

“I will come back to you. The both of you. Safe and unharmed. I promise you that.”

“You know how I feel about promises ‘Challa.”

“Only the ones that have not been upheld. And I have always upheld my promises to you, have I not my Queen?”

“You most certainly have my King. You have not broken a single promise.”

“And I do not intend to start now. But I must go.”

“I know. Be safe, my king.”

“I always am, my love.”

He kissed them both goodbye once more before boarding the hovercraft.

He was starting to miss them already.

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New Podcast!

Hi everyone! No this is not a new story update, but it’s equally exciting (for me at least)! 

I’ve started a podcast with my bestie. We’ve talked about doing this for ages, and finally got it all together for our first episode! This is Not Real is a podcast about the media (books, films, shows, podcasts, etc.) that influence and inspire us as black creatives! 

We talk about what we love, hate, and want to see more of in media. We talk about how we might change things, or what we wish writers and producers would have done. We also chat about what we’re excited for in the future because in this ever evolving world, there’s always something new.

Episode 00: Pilot, is an introduction to who were are, what we like, and our friendship language. Hope you enjoy it! 

Listen: Apple | Soundcloud

We’ll be updating once a month, so keep an eye out! 

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Good News!!!!!

I’m back!!!!!! I’ve been officially cleared by the doctor. I’m still going to be going through physical therapy, but I am allowed to write! This has been the longest four weeks of my life y’all. Like I can’t even begin to explain. I’ve missed everyone so much! But I have some stories that I’m anxious to begin or end. So I’ll see y’all soon.

Thanks for all the love ❤️

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