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The Same Mistake

K'uk'ulkan x Reader

A/N: Alternate version of Second Chance. 

You were once a Queen, now you were a traitor. 

The people who used to respect and love you, turned against you and chased you out of the water.

Along with the love of your life, K'uk'ulkan or you should probably call him, Namor.

The man who once loved you more than anything. The man who promised you everything.

Turned against you all because you refused to fight. 

He was ready for a war against Wakanda and the entire world. He wanted to burn it all down. He wanted you by his side. 

But you refused.

And so, you were chased away.

Thankfully, the Wakandans were extremely kind people, Shuri offered you a home near the river. Even if you told her you couldn't return to the water.

Namor said he would personally come to kill you if you do.

And so, you and your baby had to learn to live above water.

Your baby, as you often ran your hand down your belly, was the very reason you refused to participate in the fights.

Your baby was the reason you didn't wish to burn the world along with Namor. 

You refused to give birth to your child and bring them to a world of misery and pain.

If because of that, you were said to be a traitor, so be it.

When you refused to fight, your child was only a suspicion of yours, you weren't sure if you were really pregnant or not.

Wakanda was even kind enough to guide you to a lake. A lake not connected to any other water, in there you gave birth to your daughter.

Your beautiful daughter who looked just like your husband.

She became your everything. It broke your heart that she might never see Talokan.

But you will try your best to show her that not all people on the surface are bad.

Once she was of age, you often brought her with you to the market. Almost everyone knew the little Princess by now. Kindly named after her grandmother, Fen was a true ray of sunshine.

She was only two months old, but she was already laughing and giggling at everyone.

But she did look a lot like her father.

Her ears pointy as his, but she didn't have any wings on her ankles. She had your smile and nose, but his eyes. She was a spitting image of her father.

Which really gave you a big challenge.

You tried to hate Namor. Tried to resent him for sending you away and for tearing himself away from a child he didn't even know existed.

But you had to be strong for Fen and for yourself.

Shuri often invited you over to the palace. Just casually talking as she showed you her newest projects.

Much like today. 

Nakia took your baby from you so you could have a couple quiet moments.

You laughed along with Shuri when the door busted open. Okoye followed in two Talokan soldiers.

"As I said, she is busy!" Okoye yelled at the three men. 

"Princess. We wish to speak." said Namor.

You were frozen in your seat. The entire room went quiet as you refused to look at him.

"I'll take my leave." you quickly said before turning to run out and find Nakia and your daughter.

Even just being near him was extremely difficult.

You soon found your daughter as you took her into your arms and ran out of the palace. But of course, it wasn't that easy, because just as you were about to leave, Namor was standing in the doorway, still talking to Shuri but everyone noticed you.

You slightly tightened your grip around your daughter as you tried to work your way around the two soldiers. 

But of course, it was more difficult than it needed to be.

Your daughter was getting fussy as the man in front of you still didn't move.

"Let me leave." you begged in your native language, but the soldier didn't move.

"You are holding a true treasure," said Namor behind you. Thankfully, you were hiding her from the people around you, covering her ears.

"I'm only a traitor, let me leave." you asked once more but no one moved. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Namor approaching you from behind as she took a step closer to you, trying to see your baby.

You suddenly turned and looked into his eyes.

The same eyes your daughter had.

"Let me leave." you said once more before Namor nodded and the soldier moved, you rushed out.

"She married someone?" asked Namor from Shuri who refused to answer instead she turned and walked back to her lab.

But the thought didn't leave Namor.

You were the love of his life, yet you found someone else so quickly. He felt betrayed on a whole new level. 

And in his anger, which blinded him greatly, he went to your home. Ready to kill the man who dared to take you from him.

He swam up the river and easily found you, he could hear you sing softly as he approached the window. He was flying as he looked inside, hiding in the dark night, he watched you, your child on your shoulder, sleeping as you bounced her.

Then as you turned Namor saw her ears. The little ears which looked exactly like his.

And suddenly, it all made sense.

You put Fen to bed before returning to the living room, ready to clean up when you nearly jumped out of your skin as you noticed Namor standing by the opened balcony door.

"I never entered your waters! You have to leave!" you said but he didn't move.

You noticed how his eyes changed. His expression was completely different from the previous one. No more anger can be seen. 

"Why didn't you tell me I have a daughter?" you were taken aback. Did he see her before? Or did he come here for revenge and saw? 

Probably the latter, knowing him.

"You told me if I enter the water again, you would personally come to kill me. And you wouldn't hesitate."

"I thought you knew, I would never hurt you. I felt betrayed."

"How do you think I felt? One disagreement with you, and you sent me away. Declared me a traitor. I wasn't sure that I was pregnant. I didn't know back then. But I refused to give birth to a child into a burning world." he stayed quiet. "Please don't take her from me." you whispered, trying not to break down as you finally let fear enter you. 

He was powerful, more powerful than you, a God.

He could do anything he wanted.

Your statement seems to strike him.

"I could never. I thought you found someone else, and got over our centuries-old love so easily, I'm happy I was wrong. I thought... we tried so much... I thought we couldn't have children."

"I wasn't expecting it either. But when I showed signs... you were talking about a fight and war." when you sensed to anger in him, you also calmed. "Do you want to see her?" it didn't take him long to say yes.

You guided him to her room, in there she slept in her little crib.

"She is just like you, but she can go far longer than you without water."

"What's her name?"

"She was named after a very strong and kind woman. Her name is Fen." you watched as he reached out, running a finger down her face.

"After my mother... she is beautiful." 

"She is a very happy baby. Always smiling and giggling at people."

There was a couple minutes of silence when he just kept staring at her. 

"You need to return to Talokan. She needs to be with her people."

"No." he suddenly turned to look at you. "You sent me away, you said you don't want me anymore, that you don't love me anymore. I can't put her through the same."

"It was anger and fear talking not me. I never stopped loving you." 

"You say that now, but what happens when we have another disagreement?"

"Do you still love me?" he suddenly asked.

"I do. But I need to think of her as well. If you throw us out or me out... I wouldn't survive that." he moved to stand in front of you.

"I swear to you, on my own life on our people's lives on the secrecy of Talokan that this will never happen again. Ever." he could tell you were still unsure.

"I will stay here with her, you could come and visit. I want you to prove it to me, to us, you will need to gain my trust again." he nodded, understanding your decision. 

"I will come every day when I can." you nodded this time.

He spent a couple more minutes looking at her before he left.

You were so nervous, you decided to sleep with her in your bathtub. 

The fear of him taking her from you was too big.

---

As he promised, he arrived the next day, although you weren't in your home. He decided to wait.

He soon saw you return with your daughter in one hand, the other holding a bag of food. 

Fen was currently too occupied with your necklace to see the man.

"Let me get that for you." he said as he took the bag from your hand, his eyes never leaving his daughter. "She looks like you." he said as he followed you into the home.

"I think she looks more like you." You whispered as you began to prepare some lunch. 

"I can hold her if you want, so you can move around." he saw your grip tighten around Fen. "You think I would take her from you? You think of me as a monster who would separate a mother from their child?"

"You separated me from my home, my people and from my husband." your reply cut deep with him. But he couldn't deny the truth. "But you also know that I wouldn't stop at anything if you do take her from me."

"I won't take her from you. And I do know what you are capable of, yes." with that, you slowly lifted her off of your hip, she made a noise of confusion before she looked at the stranger to who she was handed to.

"Hello, My Little One. I'm your father, I'm sorry I wasn't here before." Fen was quiet, was too quiet, it was completely uncharacteristic of her. It did worry you but soon her attention drifted to Namor's necklaces. "She is much like you. You also adore my jewels," he smirked as he looked at you but you were too busy preparing lunch.

He knew that with these small steps, he will be able to get you back. And he will make sure to never make the same mistake again. 

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safety net

pairing: namor x male!reader

summary: reader goes for a swim and wakes up in namors throne

warnings: cursing, kissing

a/n: sorry for being inactive recently school sucks also might make this into multiple parts but idk yet !

it was a clear day. temperatures had risen up to 100 degrees and there was no a/c in your house. luckily for you, the beach was a 5 minute walk so you decided to go in for an afternoon swim. you told your family goodbye and headed down to the beach. you took your shirt and shoes off and ran straight into the ocean. after a few minutes of swimming, you started to swim further away from shore. by this point, you couldn't feel the sand anymore and started to feel the water at your neck. "fuck-fuck- HELP!" you screamed for help but there was no one around. you screamed and started to lose consciousness when you felt something grab your foot and drag you underneath.

you woke up in a room. it wasn't a hospital room. a lady enters and offers you food. she was blue. her entire body was blue. you thought you were dead when all of a sudden you hear a voice. "he's up already? thought he would be knocked out for a couple more hours at least." a man enters the room. he had wings on his ankles and had a toned and muscular build. he sits across from you and and starts to admire you. "who are you? am i dead?" he laughs at your response while you were confused. "no not at all. see i heard a scream coming from above and went to rescue whoever it was. my name is kukulkan but others call me namor." you still were confused on where you were or what powers he possessed.

"and so you're like a superhero? like an avenger?" he was confused by what you said and got up and sat next to you. "i'm not whatever you just called me. i'm a mutant. a being from millions of years ago. my people stay here because water is what they breathe but for me i can breathe both air and water." you had put the pieces together. growing up, you heard about a legend of a man who lives in the water waiting to attack one who crosses his path. now he was sitting next to you. "so what do you want? are you gonna kill me? kidnap me?" he put his hand on your shoulder. "my love i'm not gonna do anything to harm you."

you looked in his eyes and felt what he felt. he was in love. love at first sight if you will. he gets closer to you and pulls in for a kiss. your lips meet as he puts his hands on your hair as yours touch his broad shoulders. “wow. you’re a really good kisser for being an ancient being.” he laughed and kissed you again. “my love there’s more where that came from.” you blushed and kissed his lips. soon as things started to get racy, a guard enters the room. you look up and see her as namor was on top of you. she notes this and immediately exits the room.

his hands touch your waist and his lips leave marks on your neck. you moan in pleasure. he pauses to catch his breath. “amor i never asked you your name.” “oh um it’s y/n.” “y/n? that’s a beautiful name my love.” he kisses you again and again. the sun began to set as it started to turn dark. “um i think i should head home now. my parents are probably really worried.” he looked at you in disappointment. “will you come back my love?” “yes of course. i just- i need time to think about what the fuck is going on okay?” he laughed and agreed. he took you home and gave you a kiss goodbye. you watched as he entered the water and disappeared.

[maxipad031]

i want you (18+)

synopsis: you’re an arising model with a crush on the queen of wakanda that has finally manifested itself, and you catch her attention at the royal ball where the most important people attend. you, being from the river tribe happen to be born into one of those important families and you finally let shuri know how much you’ve been craving her, unaware she’s felt the same for maybe even longer than you have…

ubusuku obuhle - good evening, sthandwa - my love

contains: smut, shuri x black female reader, fingering, grinding, cunnilingus <3

picture on right for dress reference, song recommended below, lower case intended, enjoy x

finally, here you were, at 5pm, in your baba’s beautiful vibranium enriched vehicle, taking you from the river tribe city to the most important ceremony of the season. of course, you couldn’t hold your excitement as you saw the vast golden gates open at your arrival, signifying that you were in the golden tribe territory, which was a feeling you couldn’t get over. meanwhile, your mum and dad rambled on in the front about the tragedy that was the recent death of queen ramonda. “she was the best queen we ever had, wakanda will greatly suffer from this.” your dad uttered, before turning the wheel swiftly to the right as he drove down to the semi-full parking space. the whole country tilted sideways after the news and you couldn’t help but think about how the princess- no, queen shuri was feeling after also having lost her brother to an unknown disease.

“y/n darling, you can come out now.” your mum announced joyously, as she packed her handbag. you didn’t even realise the car had stopped as you were so deep in your daydreaming,

“y/n darling, you can come out now.” your mum announced joyously, as she packed her handbag. you didn’t even realise the car had stopped as you were so deep in your daydreaming,

“yes mother.” you said hurriedly, as you undid ur seatbelt, carried your purse and opened the car door, closing it securely behind you. it took you three months to plan what you were going to wear for this day but it wasn’t even that amazing. you wore a blue dress that had cuts on the side which exposed some of your midriff as well as your back. moreover, it was sleeveless and exposed your upper torso, showing off your clean cut collarbones that fit your bone structure nicely. a large aureate necklace made from pure vibranium hung down your neck, complimenting your outfit in all its glory. you also wore some expensive golden heels that made you just a slight bit taller, but not too much. earlier, you had gone for a long hair appointment where they straightened your puffy 4c hair but also curled it, so it was like a 90s girls style which perfectly suited your facial features; it was no surprise as to why you appeared in many front pages of wakanda magazines, you were perfect model material.

“my daughter is so beautiful, you’ll definitely have all the men after you.” your mum complimented as she nudged your side, smiling from ear to ear as she looked and examined your stunning outfit.

“ah, that’s a stretch ma..” you smiled, rubbing your arm nervously. she never failed to make you feel good about yourself which is one of the reasons why she was one of your best friends.

“come on, oya chuku let’s go inside!” she excitedly says, calling my dad as he finally leaves the car. there aren’t much people outside which is understandable because it’s quite cold and the ball started an hour ago which means you were a bit late.

The three of you hurriedly went inside, bouncers at the door stop carefully scammed your invitation and once it was received as valid, the doors they guarded opened, revealing a literal paradise. the place was huge and you knew nothing but hard work went into building it. images on the walls explained their magical stories and exquisite artwork displayd themselves proudly. people dressed in wakandan attire bustled about, taking in their share of the surreal scenery. afrobeats blared in your ears from all directions, but the beats were so catchy and dance worthy, you couldn’t help but move your hips a little. you were so busy in your own world that you didn’t see your parents go off without you to talk to the elders. there wasn’t a lot of people there but it was enough to give you anxiety as you saw people eyeing you with looks of envy but also somewhat admiration? you were quite well known due to your popularity in the modeling industry but honestly you didn’t care, you just wanted to see…her.

the dora milajae stood around the room in a neat unified order, with their tall spears in hand, ready to handle any disruptions. their presence was formidable and reassured everyone’s safety; wakandan military was no joke at all. carefully, you roamed around the vicinity, finding the next best interesting thing. there were bars with any drink you could possibly think off as well as the lovely aroma of sweet bread and the notorious jollof rice. you weren’t hungry as you’d previously had some takeaway but you were killing for a drink, an alcoholic drink. your parents never let you drink any sort of alcoholic beverage as they strongly believed it was “bad for your soul”. obviously, they were superstitious as hell but you turned 20 two months ago and you’ve never drank before; you needed to have your share of fun right? with full confidence, you began your indirect journey to the bar ahead as you weaved in and out of people. before you could get there though, the loud sound of spears hitting the ground caused your body to jolt in shock as your eyes darted around the room in panic as to what was going on.

“haha, you’re as nimble as ever.” a familiar voice says out of nowhere from your left.

“kaya?” you questioned as you turned around, seeing your best friend walking up to you quite excitedly.

“yes bitch it’s me!” kaya squealed, hugging you tightly, “but we have to listen i think the queen is coming out now.” she said quietly after standing by your side as she pointed at the empty performance stage. you were happy about her arrival because at least you weren’t alone but upon hearing that, your heart started to race with anticipation as everyone in the ball room went hushed.

you felt your heart begin to swell as you waited; you don’t know why she made you feel such butterflies, but it was undeniably there, nestling within your chest.

all of a sudden, a cascade of claps roared up and you watched carefully as the queen of wakanda walked with confidence to the middle of the stage. you’re pretty sure your jaw physically dropped as soon as you saw her but you quickly put yourself together, looking around to make sure no one saw. queen shuri wore a black suit with crystal embezzles on the sides joining together at the back, as well as silver rings that perfectly snuggled around her slender fingers. she had recently shaved off her hair, leaving her with a buzz cut which did nothing but make her even more attractive for no reason. she wore black heels that perfectly complimented the outfit and made her even taller than she already was. she stood in the centre of stage, taking in the crowd of people below her as if she was mentally preparing what she was about to say.

“damn, she’s handsome as shit, right y/n.” kaya muttered shamelessly, looking at you for a reaction. you’d told her first about your infatuation with shuri and she wasn’t even the slightest bit surprise. she was a living embodiment of your type and kaya did believe you could actually pull it off. you turned to her, beaming widely as you nodded profusely to her comment. you looked back up at shuri and you swore you caught her looking at you but it was just for a split second before she cleared her throat and started to speak to her guests.

“ubusuku obuhle, thank you everyone for coming tonight,” she greeted, her accent thick with the dialect of wakanda, “as you all know i’ve been bethroned with the title of queen and i can assure you that i am determined to fulfill that duty as much as i can. wakanda is one of the most powerful nations in the world that my mother gave everything to and even though it’s almost impossible to walk in her noble footsteps, i want to be able to give my people all i can provide and make wakanda a better place for everybody.”

everyone in the crowd was solemn with the reminder of the queen ramonda, but nodded in agreement to shuri’s speech. they held nothing but trust for her and knew that she’d lead wakanda in the right direction.

you loved the way she spoke, with such intellect and passion that always managed to diffuse its way to everyone she talks to. her voice was almost like a lullaby that you’d sleep to but her words held such weight that never failed to impact you. although right now, everything she was saying was coming in one end and out the other as you stared longingly at her satisfying face, wishing to just smother it with kisses you know?

soon, she was done speaking and it had finished with the sea of claps again, even whistling making its way through the noise. she’d disappeared back behind the black curtains once again but you wish she’s come back and just blabber a little bit more so you could hear her sweet voice infest you ears. you mentally scolded your mind to stop having weird thoughts but it never really stopped. missing her already, you sighed and turned to kaya who was already waving at somebody she knew like the social butterfly she is.

“hey y/n, i’m going to go talk to him for a second, i’ll be back don’t worry!” kaya said, walking to a guy from the jibari tribe that she definitely liked.

“okay, don’t get pregnant, abeg.” you pleaded with fake concern. she laughed and flipped you off as she walked away. you internally smiled at her rather vulgar action but scoped your surroundings once again.

“oh yeah, my drink!” you remembered, throat parched even more as shuri took away all the last moisture left. you walked slowly, careful to not fall down in your heels and embarrass yourself. finally, you got there but were surrounding by people gisting and gossiping about god knows what. you catch the attention of the bartender, letting him now what you want.

“hey, may i have a dry martini?” you asked, remembering kaya had once told you to try it out other than the fact you have no knowledge of any alcoholic drinks.

“sure m’aam, do you have id?” he asked, waiting patiently for a reply.

you stopped, “uh…let me check.” fuck.

you hated situations like this. you faked checking inside your purse, knowing damn well your id was sitting on your dresser at home right now.

“fun fact, i actually left it at home, i’m 20 though.” you said, dropping your bag in a huff and hoping that would slide.

“no, i’m sorry you look younger, i need id.” he insisted, tapping his hand on the bar as other people behind you waited o order a drink too.

“shit, okay whatever never mind, it’s okay.” you said, waving your hand in dismissal as you exited the line. you didn’t know whether to take what he said as a compliment or an insult. bummed, you were about to walk away until you felt two hands grip your shoulders, pulling you back into your original position. annoyed, you look up to who had the audacity to touch you right now, when you were met with the last person you expected to see at this moment.

queen shuri?!?

your face immediately softened from the angry expression as she looked at you warmly with a bright smile, as if she’d known you for decades. your soul exited your body and buried itself out onto another planet as you couldn’t believe what you were seeing. surprised was an underestimate, you were bewildered, shocked, perplexed, all the above. you didn’t even have time to react as she shifted to talk to the bartender.

“put the dry martini on me, she’s actually my close friend and i can confirm she is of age, but thank you for taking your job seriously.” she bowed her head slightly as a sign of respect and the guy reciprocated.

“of course my queen, i’m sorry.” he apologized, heading to the back to whisk up the drink for you.

yes, your mouth was physically agape this time but the burning sensation of her hands still on your shoulders made your mind wonder into places you didn’t know it could. you side eyed her and slowly turned so your faces met once again before you looked away like a timide hamster.

“hello to you too.” she said with that raspy voice laced with her wakandan dialect. her hands finally left your shoulders and she turned her body to face you. you didn’t mean to be disrespectful or anything but you literally couldn’t formulate words right now, all your communication skills evaporated; you just stared at her.

she let out a little laugh, “ah, most people bow to me like 50 times but i guess you just like to stare.” she said jokingly, as she looked down at you from her overbearing height. as if clapped out of a trance, you stood straight and tilted your head forewards, “queen shuri, sorry for my manners.” you were trying your hardest to conceal your panic but it was probably quite obvious to shuri.

“no need for that, just call me shuri, it’s okay.” she said reassuringly, turning around to look at the landscape of the busy ball. people stared in awe at her and her aura was so powerful you could almost feel it; you couldn’t help but feel so inferior being this close next to her.

“what do you think, is it nice?” she asked, looking at you intently for an answer.

you gathered courage to look up at her but it immediately shriveled up as you met her hooded brown orbs, full of so much sincerity it was unreal.

“i think it’s beautiful, you did an amazing job which is obviously no surprise.” you replied, slowly gaining your confidence back.

“haha, you flatter me y/n.”

…what

how did she know your name? you stared up at her in confusion as you heard your name emitted from her loud and clear. she shifted her gaze to you, seeing your surprised expression, “you forget you’re kind of famous in wakanda right, you're on almost every magazine i see.” shuri explained with a smirk.

ah..

“yes, oh yes you’re right, i often forget that im perceived by other people.” you nervously chuckle, looking everywhere but her.

“you look amazing in them though, you could go global to be honest, your visuals are unreal.” she uttered in a quite sensual manner, turning her body to face you once again with her elbow propped against the bar; rizz overload. you could feel her eyes on you, maybe checking you out, but you couldn’t be too sure because you certainly weren’t looking up at her.

“that’s too large of a compliment, i doubt it.” you say, hands getting clammy as you fiddled with your bracelets trying your best not to freak the fuck out.

what do you do when the queen of fucking wakanda basically calls you hot?

yeah, i thought so.

"i could talk to your agents, work something out." she suggested, adjusting her suit like she wants to attract girls.

shit, fuck she was so sexy.

you coughed, trying to escape the thoughts swirling around ur head, “oh wow, that would be amazing my queen.” you smirked and bowed again almost teasing her.

“i told you to not do that.” she reprimanded and with a swift motion, she took your hand in hers, her soft palms enveloped with yours as she pulled you closer with her infamous smirk. her other hand snaked to the side of your waist and her face came close to your ear, her breath tickling the outside of it ever so slightly. you felt like you were about to explode, the pure charm this woman possessed was inhumane. however, your moment was interrupted by the cough behind you both, signifying your drink was ready; you lowkey forgot about it.

“oh, right thank you very much.” you quickly turned around quite embarrassed and formally bowed at the bartender as you took your dry martini, taking a careful sip.

shuri nodded at the man and turned her attention back to you, she watched as your face twisted in disgust as you swallowed some of the drink. it felt like hot iron just went down your throat and you don’t think you could ever get used to that. she couldn’t help but chuckle at your priceless expression.

“yeah, i can tell you don’t drink.” she commented, as you both walked along to the side to make space for others.

“yeah, this shit is nasty.” you said, swirling the drink in your hand, repulsed by the taste that was on your tongue a moment ago. yeah, you’re not drinking the rest of that so you stuck your hand out to try and give it to shuri.

“for me? aw, how nice but i don’t drink either thank you.” she cooed, kindly rejecting the poor dry martini as well.

damn, you two were more alike than you thought, i mean you never thought you’d get such a rare chance to be sharing a conversation with shuri to discover that but i guess you caught her attention.

she still took the glass from you and set it down upon a nearby table, holding eye contact with you the whole time.

the music was getting louder, the tension between the both of you thicker, you’re attraction to her growing as the seconds ticked away. as if she read your mind she asked, “do you want to leave, go somewhere more quiet?” her eyes bore into your soul as she stuck her hand out as an invitation for you to take it; what a gentlewoman.

you smiled, turning your head as you grew nervous but you ultimately accepted her hand and with that, the familiar feeling of her warm hands met yours and she led you both through the crowd. you had no idea where you were going but all you knew is that you were going to be alone with shuri, one on one, just you and her. peoples heads’ turned, eyes looked with curiosity since shuri was always the centre of attention so it was no surprise all eyes were on her. however, your social anxiety was going off the charts and you lowered your head in embarrassment. yes, you were used to it but not at the same time, you couldn’t explain it. there was a clear circle around you both as no one dared to interrupt the queen. curious as to where you were going, you looked up and saw kaya staring at you both wide eyed with a look of disbelief splattered across her face.

you mirrored her expression back and her face twisted into a smile, she mouthed, “you go girl!” as she lifted her fists in encouragement. you mouthed back, “thank you.” and waved goodbye at her as you continued to follow shuri who now had a tight grip on your hand as if letting go would cause something bad to happen. finally, she’d taken you behind the black curtain that she’d previously appeared from which hid the behind the scenes preparation for the ball. decorations hung loosely, tech people working on the lighting, some of the dora milaje guarding the rooms of the royal family. they saw you both but paid no attention as it wasn’t their business to know what the queen was up to, “here.” shuri’s voice was deeper as she pointed at a big noir coloured door infront of her. still holding your hand, she pushed it open with the other hand. the outer section lit up a bright purple as it recognized her handprints and let her in with ease. the technology in wakanda was insane and you knew it was due to shuri’s big brain power. the door opened to reveal a large room, quite modest in its aesthetic, large mirrors circled around the room, as it mimicked that of a walk in wardrobe. there was a long black couch situated in the corner where shuri led you to. her hand finally left yours as she sat down, moving some clothes to make some space for you.“i’m guessing this is your dressing room or something.” you said, still looking at each aspect of the place.

“mm, something like that.” shuri replied, shifting closer to you. you could tell she was feeling you right now but oh boy how she didn’t know how bad you wanted her to touch you all over-

“i’m gonna cut straight to the chase, i find you really attractive, and i anticipated your visit to the ball this evening.” shuri confessed, licking her two-toned lips flirtatiously as she said that. her voice remained deeper than before as she stared at you intensely for a reply. you were still shocked from the moment you met her but this was an opportunity of a lifetime and you weren’t going to waste it with your shy self.

“i’ll be so honest, i feel the same, i’ve wanted you ever since i saw.” you also confessed, mentally cringing at your words after you said them, but who cares, it was too late and she’d already heard them.

shuri didn’t reply to you, but a sly grin creeped upon her face as her piercing eyes averted from your face to your lap as her left hand moved to settle upon your exposed thigh from the slit in the dress, rubbing the smooth chocolate colored skin underneath. she looked back at you and she’s fixated on your glossy lips as her want for you grew uncontrollably.

yeah that’ll do it.

all the shyness in your body disappeared as you swiftly grabbed her face and looked at her lips as you hungrily joined them with yours. shuri deepened the kiss with equal needs as her hands desperately moved to touch what she can. you felt them carefully snake down to your ass and lightly squeeze it, which caused you to moan into her mouth. shuri used that as an opportunity to slip her tongue inside your mouth and you eagerly welcomed it as you moved closer to slightly grind yourself on her. the kiss went from soft and passionate to hungry and lustful as every touch felt like a spark of electricity coursing through your body, making you more horny than you already were; you could feel shuri smirking into the kiss as she knew how badly you wanted her. impatient as fuck, you arms laced themselves around shuri’s neck as her hands met your waist, pulling you closer as your fervent kiss was beginning to get more intense. shuri’s breath quietly hitched as you bit her lip, dragging your tongue over it slowly to soothe the pain it must’ve caused. with her superhuman black panther strength, shuri lifted you onto her lap where you accidentally broke the kiss due to your surprise.

you didn’t realise how much you needed air until you stopped kissing her but you just couldn’t get enough, if felt so fucking good.

“shit shuri, i want you so bad right now.” you whisper, against her now swollen lips, grinding your flexible hips down onto her lap as her large hands guided your movements. your hair stuck to your face that was being invaded with sweat as your body temperature increased. your cheeks had their fair share of melanin but they visibly blushed slightly red.

“mm, shh baby girl, let me make you feel good.” she lustfully whispered back, pulling your necklace and locking your lips together again. you were addicted to this feeling, like being high, but the drug was shuri. your blue dress had been lifted up to around your middle thighs as this was going on and shuri took this to her advantage as her slim fingers crawled up your dress to attend to the place you needed her the most.

your body felt like it was was ablaze and the air was thick and hot, almost suffocating. your kiss was beginning to get sloppier as the both of you tried to get every piece of each other. without hesistion, you undid shuri’s blazer button and took it off her lean torso revealing a black bralette under that hugged her chest nicely. she helped you take it off and threw it across the room, gripping your hips again as your lips were still attached like magnets.

eventually, shuri broke the kiss and her lips trailed down to your exposed neck where she attacked the melanin flesh, sucking and biting on the sensitive skin whilst teasing you under your dress touching everywhere but your pussy. everything shuri did was undoubtedly raising your libido levels and you didn’t ever think you could be so aroused; everyone you’d been with wasn’t able to make you feel this way. you raised your head up to allow her more access as lewd sounds and profanities spewed out of your mouth in response to her naughty antics. your hips moved on their own as you were desperate for any sort of friction. shuri could feel what you were doing and you jolted as you felt the pad of her two fingers press down gently on the outside of your pussy behind your panties. she peppered small kisses on your collarbones and chest which only heightened your desire; her foreplay game was unmatched.

“yes shuri, please touch me.” you alluringly pleaded, getting wetter with every aching second she wasn’t touching you.

“you don’t have to tell me twice y/n.” shuri moved you off her lap and laid you down onto the smooth couch below, spreading you out so she could see the beauty of all of you. you didn’t even care at this point, you just needed her in you.

shuri used three fingers to roughly move your white panties out of the way as she gently caressed the outside of your wet heat, a grin plastered on her face as your slickness soon started to coat them.

“you’re so wet for me baby.” shuri commented looking straight into your bambi eyes, enjoying the major effect she had on you.

you could see the smug look on your face, but your eyes were half-lidded and mouth slightly ajar as you nodded your head as permission for shuri to keep going. the speed at which she was circling your clit started to increase and your chest was rising and sinking quicker in response to the pleasure. shuri paused and your eyes flickered open as you wondered why she had stopped “can i pull this down?” she queried, referencing to the part of your dress covering you boobs. you profusely nodded as you desperately wanted her to continue. swiftly, she pulled it down and licked her lips like she just saw a 5 course meal. she admired the way your boobs perfectly sat on your torso, just looking so inviting. whilst still touching you, she leaned down and took your right nipple in her mouth, tongue swirling over it skillfully as she looked up at you to see your expression. you were looking at her but the eye contact along with the sensation of her fingers brushing along your clit and the feeling of her warm tongue on your sensitive nipple caused you to throw your head back, the titillating sensation becoming too much for you to handle, “ngh, yes shuri more fuck.”

shuri abruptly stopped sucking and moved up whilst leaning down besides you.

"you like that?" shuri whispered in her ear as she switched her focus to your pussy, rolling your swollen clit in between her fingers. the sentence equipped with her actions obviously ignited something in you as your melodic moans grew louder with your thighs starting to tremble. shuri laughed lowly and placed two agile fingers inside of you, meeting a bit of resistance.

you tensed and hissed at the stretch but then melted into it slowly as it started to progressively feel good. shuri then began to rapidly move her lanky fingers in and out of you as you began to writhe in pleasure,

"oh my god shuri, don't stop!" you begged, relishing in the way she was effortlessly fucking you.

your insides were warm and shuri’s shoulder muscles tensed as she searched to feel the rough and sensitive flesh for your g-spot. she seemed to have found it as you suddenly arched you back into shuri, gripping her muscular shoulders tightly and squeezing your eyes shut. you flung her head back once again as you felt a tight knot forming in your lower stomach; your orgasm was so close. shuri could tell by your wrinkled eyebrows and pleasure-filled face that continuing would make you soon cum so she quickly took her fingers out to do something else which made you jump and become upset from the sudden feeling of emptiness. however, you felt shuri slip your panties off fully and move lower, which made you immediately realize what was happening.

as expected, the ecstatic feeling was quickly replaced by shuri’s wet and warm tongue lapping up the slick stuck to the side of your thighs and using it to get lots of moisture on your now swollen clit.

you cried out, “shuri!”

shuri hummed in response, which resonated throughout your whole body and added to the buildup of your eventual release. shuri began to wildly suck on your throbbing pussy at a pace she knew would have you on edge in a matter of seconds. enjoying how sweet you tasted, she massaged your folds with her tongue and tasted every bit of you that she could. she looked up to see you looking at her through hooded eyes and she confidently kept the eye contact, which forced you to look away. although, you bucked your hips up to meet shuri’s quick tongue for maximum pleasure. your toes curled and you gripped the sofa to the point where there were indents of your long finger nails as you dragged it down harshly in reply to shuri’s amazing head abilities. your hands were lost and didn’t know where to go but ended up on shuri’s smooth shaven head as you pushed her down further into your pussy.

"argh shit, i'm really going to cum." your abdomen tensed as you gained awareness of the familiar feeling of your release brewing up. you tried to quell it since you didn't want this insane feeling to end already, but it was a struggle since shuri was being cruel and not letting up.

the atmosphere was doing nothing for shuri to subdue her own arousal.

"cum for me baby." shuri commanded in a hushed tone, licking your clit with the tip of her tongue slowly and blowing cool air on it to see how your body reacted to it.

your harmonious and lascivious voice rolling her name off the tip of her tongue was so stimulating to shuri and she could feel herself growing wetter too. the pure eroticism that emanated from the body beneath her was enough fuel for shuri to use and she reached up, trailing along your toned body that now had a thin layer of sweat, to find one of your small breasts that she had since neglected and it fit right in her hand like it was meant to be. she caressed it, while still working downstairs and fiddled the brown nub in between her fingers, which was the last straw and instantly drew you over the edge. with a loud squeal, you had finally reached your long awaited peak which caused you to occasionally spasm as the orgasm overwhelmed your body, making you sigh in pleasure, and slowly inch away from shuri since your sudden sensitivity just couldn't handle it anymore.

shuri, being the meanie she was, wasn't having it though and she wrapped her arms around the back of your shaking thighs, pulling you back into her firm grasp, "where do you think you're going? i'm not full yet."

she began to eat you out again with two hands nestled above your pubic bone. you knew how she won all those fights because the sheer strength she currently obtained was crazy as you literally couldn’t physically pull away from her.

"shuri...please." you whimpered, trying to tug her head away, not wanting to cum two times in a row in such a small amount of time.

shuri was really enjoying this though,

"you taste so good, i can't stop myself."

yet, she could see you on the verge of tears so she pushed her sadistic ways to the side for the moment and finally stopped to give you a break. she pulled her mouth away from your warm heat which was glistening from slick and some of her saliva. she gave it one last peck and then slowly climbed up to you and kissed you passionately in which you openly welcomed. the fact you were kissing her when she was just making out with your cunt was kind of dirty but really hot at the same time. she pulled your chin up with her hand and kissed you deeper, hands caressing your chest gently. you did the same and your hands wandered, exploring shuri’s body as you wished to touch her in the same way she just did to you. she gladly complied and let you do it but the moment was brought to a halt.

suddenly, you heard a very sharp knock on the door which caused you both to stop kissing as you jumped out of your skins. your head twisted to the door and then at shuri as you looked at her, in deep fear of you both being caught. she chortled at your expression and held a finger to her face to shush you.

frozen in position, you both waited for it to stop but it continued, harder this time.

“my queen, are you in there?”

“okoye?” shuri yelled out in a slightly annoyed tone due to her disruption and the fact she’s possible going to leave with blue balls.

“oh, you’re safe, thank bast.”

“why are you calling me, what’s wrong.” shuri asked as she picked up her abandoned blazer from the floor, wore it and began to button it up again. you did the same, pulling down your dress from your waist, and picking up your panties that had somehow found it’s way onto the floor. you wore them again and walked towards the mirror so you could properly see yourself.

“you’re needed in the ballroom to attend special guests.” she announced, “are you okay, should i come in?” she sounded worried but stern simultaneously.

“no, no! okoye it’s okay, i’ll be out in five minutes.” shuri replied calmly, watching you closely as you used the mirror to fix up your hair and outfit as if nothing just happened.

“okay, my queen.” okoye’s footsteps could be heard leaving the door and you both sighed in relief.

“fucking hell, that was close.” your heart was about to beat out of your chest as you held your face in your hands, laughing underneath them as the embarrassment of what you’d just done was coming back to you.

“i bet you liked the thrill though.” shuri walked up behind you, her arms gripping your waist as she pulled your ass into her crotch. you dodged her attempt to kiss your neck and playfully pushed her away, “whatever weirdo.”

she laughed and turned you around to face her, kissing your forehead sweetly, “i’m sorry we couldn’t continue sthandwa, but keep these and i’ll be in contact with you very soon.” she took out a pair of kimoyo beads from her trouser pockets and placed it in your hand, closing it herself manually as a sign that you should keep it. it was so pretty, your name in wakandan alphabet was all around it, the light glow of vibranium was a perfect accessory that you wouldn’t mind keeping until you died to be honest. it was like she planned all of this.

“will you track me or something.” you placed it on your wrist, watching how it perfectly complimented your skin colour.

“mm, maybe.” shuri ruffled your soft black hair and walked towards the vast door, opening it and standing to the side so you could walk out first, “thank god no one else can open this.” she said, closing the door behind you both. the latch clicked and it was locked once again under the command of shuri.

“that would’ve been dreadful.” you said, head leaning on shuri’s chest as she wrapped her arm around your shoulder.

“definitely.”

you both walked back into the ball ready to act as if nothing unholy just went down between the both of you…but it was obvious, everyone could probably tell, down to the wobble in your walk to the dark red mark that had magically appeared out of the blue onto your neck.

what a mystery.

[darkkittyart]

When everything reminds you of them. Attuma, our big sappy teddy bear 🥺❤️

Inspired by a tweet. 🥰

[yelenadelova]

Some ShuRiri headcanons because I watched Wakanda Forever and fell in love with these two being science girlfriends

Okoye is super overprotective. She is constantly reminding Riri of all the things she’d do if she ever hurt Shuri. Although she wouldn’t admit it right away Okoye really does love Riri and is glad Shuri found her.

Really all of the Dora Milaje are protective of Shuri. Shuri finally told them to lay off when she noticed several members of the dora milaje would always conveniently be present at whatever restaurant or place Shuri and Riri went on their dates.

Shuri is a clothes stealer. She is always stealing Riri’s hoodies and sweatpants claiming they’re more comfy than her own. Riri claims to be annoyed by it but she loves the way Shuri looks in her clothes.

They are constantly arguing over who gets to drive. They usually come up with some silly game like rock paper scissors to settle who will drive for the night,

They both have super fucked up sleep schedules. They spend a lot of long nights together in the lab fueled entirely by loud music and caffeine. When they make a breakthrough they usually celebrate by sleeping in late and eating brunch in bed.

While they enjoy going out their favorite dates consist of staying in and playing video games together. They’re both quite competitive and take Mario Kart extremely seriously.

Shuri is super nervous to meet Riri’s family. Like she is more nervous for the “meet the parents” dinner than she has ever been for an important political event. She spends weeks finding the right outfit and practices conversation topics. They (of course) love her and are still slightly perplexed about how Riri came to be dating Wakandan royalty.

Shuri loves using her Black Panther strength to give Riri piggyback rides and carry her to bed when she falls asleep in the workshop.

[funny-fics-222]

You're making me dizzy

Summary: period's a bitch and we don't even have to start about stress. Y/N doesn't want to admit that times can be hard, but her body gives some warnsignals. Luckily her pretty scientist is there to help

Warnings: fainting, lil bit of angst, fluff

Trope: fluff

AN: Hey babes, I am currently sick AND on my period. Therefore, I have plenty of time to take a look at your requests, so feel free to give em to me. I am also looking forward to writing some Mo Washinton ff if yall are interested. Well, let's start, and pls keep in mind. English is not my first language, so be nice :)

Tuesday:

I wake up to a throbbing sensation in my head and a disgusting stickiness between my legs. The following backpain brings me to my conclusion. I got my damn period. It's only Tuesday, and I already wanna kill the world. We had some serious difficulties in the lab yesterday, and after some slight bickering with my labmates, we were there until 4 a.m. and now it is 6 a.m. Do you wanna know why? Well, because my handsome labmate and Princess Shuri wanted to start early cause she wasn't here yesterday, and that means we need to report back what happened.

I get up, and the throbbing continues. Today is slightly different from other days. I mean I haven't really had time to look after myself that much the past few days due to extreme stress and the feeling of not beeing enough wich led to not eating and drinking enough and bad sleep but today I can barely sit upright without curling my back in pain and mumbeling some curse words.

I grow more and more confused by the seconds cause when I got up all I could see were colorfull dots and spirals and I had to sit right back down.

"Holy shit" I try again and balance myself in the shower to wash the blood off my thighs. When I am finally done I don't have time to eat breakfast cause I needed to do everything slower cause of the dizzyness. I grab my waterbottle, put on some warm clothes...why is it so freezing today??... and get out of my house.

I walk along the fields to the lab, but the sun is especially blinding today. And there they are again. The dots and spirals. Now I am starting to get scared cause that is not normal even for my period. Oh god, my cramps. Shit fuck. I wanna go back to bed and eat something even though I would throw it back up in seconds.

I rehab quickly and finally make it to the lab. Ayo looks at me weirdly. I guess I look like a corpse. I am 15 minutes late, and everybody, including a furious looking Shuri that has to contain herself to not beat my ass are looking at me with disgust.

"(L/N) you are late. And not even that, but when we have the most important meeting of this month right after the night where all of you messed up my new project!"

Shuri is the sweetest person ever, and you can't deny her beauty or great character, but when it comes to her projects, she is like a lion mother.

"(Y/N)"

"What, yeah, sorry I- I am sorry what?"

"Are you listening to us now that your precious time allows us to continue?"

"Yes, sorry panther"

Shuri is furious with all of us, but behind her black eyes, I can see a glimmer of concern, and now I see why thanks to the reflective window behind her. Not just my skin, but my lips are pale. My eyes lost their spark, and my long locks looked terrible. Shuri and I have a colleague-friend relationship with some occasional flirting cause neither of us wants to ask for a date first or even admit that they are attracted to the other.

I keep on following her lips, but I can barely hear her voice. I seek for my water bottle, but I realise that I dropped it in the grass on my way here. I want to concentrate ...I really want to but everything seems to stop all of a sudden. I see Shuris head moving in my direction. Slowly and with a curious gaze. Her lips are mouting my name over and over again, but my eyes get heavier with every...single...blink.

And I am gone

...

...

...(Y/N)

...omg is she dead?"

"She is not dead, you genious look, she is breathing"

I feel a shaky hand on my cheek and a familiar smelling piece of fabric under my head.

"(Y/N) usana, can you open your eyes for me?"

Shuri. She is here

"Omg guys, I think she hit her head"

"No, the princess caught her"

"Barely..." Shuri sounds guilty and still... shaky. Is that my fault?

Omg what am I doing? Did I just faint in a meeting

"I AM FINE." Ouch, my head

"(Y/N) shhh lay back down I got you."

All of a sudden, I can feel my head three times as hard. Everything hurts, and I am so exhausted and embarrassed. Omg don't cry. Don't cry don't-

"Hey, don't cry, it's okay." her voice is so sweet and loving. Her chocolate brown eyes look down on me with so much adoration and concern that it breaks me while she holds me down.

"I am so sorry, Shuri." I never said her name in front of so many people.

"For what usana?"

" This is all my fault. I shouldn't have messed up the project...but I wanted it to be perfect for you when you come back...and...and I wanted to make it right...but...but I made it worse and they tried to help me but everything went wrong. And I have cramps, and it h-h-hurts so bad and -"

"Hey sh shhh calm down it's okay. Nobody is mad at you. Hey, Aisha, dim the lights. Please, her head is throbbing like crazy."

"I am sorry"

Shuri can't surpress her small smirk this time

"You just fainted because of exhaustion, and you are still apologizing?"

"I just don't want to mess up e-everything I do all the t-time" At this point, I am histerically sobbing, and my pain is only getting worse.

My head is buried in her neck, and her hands are rubbing soothing circles on my back. I don't really realize what happens next. I can just hear her talking to Ayo and then feel her carrying me away. I wince in pain, but she is there, and her scent is calming me down. I hold my belly in pain, and I can't think fast enough before we are suddenly in her room. It is located near the lab so she can get there in 2 minutes. She lays me down on the bed and brings me a glass of water after ordering some take out breakfast.

"Shuri I-"

"Don't you dare apologizing to my right now. Take this pill, it will help you to sleep. I got food ready when you woke up."

I can't bring myself to say anything else cause then I would start crying, so I just take the pill and feel myself drowsing away. After about three hours, I wake up again, and most of my cramps are gone. My head feels way better. I get up carefully, but Shuri is already there to catch me.

"No shtandwa sam, you are staying in bed today."

"Shuri, I am fine, I promise."

"Sh"

She brings me a bed tableau filled with delicious food, and we eat in comfortable silence. Afterwards, I take a long shower and put on new clothes and a tampon that Shuri gave me. I lay back down, and Shuri takes my hand in hers. After some thinking and her still rubbing circles in my palm, she speaks up again.

"Usana, you can never do that again. Do you understand me?"

"Shuri, it was an important meet-"

"It could be the most important thing on this planet but when you feel bad you have to stay home. Don't think you are not good enough and overwork yourself. You are amazing as you are. Please don't destroy yourself because of your silly little head."

She wipes away a stray tear on my cheek, and I lean into her touch

"Promise?"

"Promise. Thank you"

"I was worried sick, you know?"

"Really?"

"Yes. I was acting all cool, but I wanted to cry, too. You looked so lost and broken that I wanted to hold you forever."

I don't know what came over me, but I can see her pain

"Then hold me forever"

She leans in carefully and gives me a quick peck. Her lips are so soft and delicious I go right back. We kiss a little longer, and her tongue is begging for entrance. I moan into her mouth, and I pull away.

"We better save that for another day"

She giggles and places me on her chest. We fall asleep together and I feel content

[umber-cinders]

Mount Jabari

Relationships: M’Baku x Black!FemReader

Rating: MATURE (18+)

Summary: M’Baku, Leader of the Jabari Tribe is one of the most frustrating people you have ever had the pleasure of meeting. He’s as annoying as he is strong and good looking. That alone should be enough to keep you from wanting to do anything more than bicker with him whenever you meet, right? You definitely haven’t developed any sort of feelings for him…right? Lol-  WRONG!

Feel free to Reblog and Comment ❥ This should go without saying but DO NOT republish this somewhere else. Or I'll send The Dora Miljae after you.

Warnings: 🔞Mature Content ‼🚨READ THE TAGS🚨‼ Explicit Sexual Content, Cussing/Bad Language, Shameless Smut, Porn with a bit of plot, Some light choking, Sex, Enemies to Lovers if you squint, Size Difference, Overstimulation, A bit of fighting, A bit of fucking, Mild Spanking

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Okoye was right. M’Baku was an oaf; a big stupid musclebrained oaf- From the day that he came down from the Jabari Mountains to challenge T’Challa, to the day after the battle with Killmonger and the Border Tribe turncoats. As you’d come to tend to his wounds in the infirmary, he’d slowly looked you over and deemed you cute. It had to have been meant offensively because you had been glaring at him as you treated him for the minor cuts and bruising he had received. Your narrow-eyed glower of disapproval had only prompted a smirk from him before you went back to your task of stitching his shoulder.

“You can glare at me but you cannot speak your mind? What? Are you without your tongue?” He chuckled sarcastically.

Beside him, on the next bed, his lieutenant Kelechi and a few other Jabari warriors sounded off with low laughter as well. You always found it mildly aggravating how much they seemed to follow his lead in jokes without a single thought going on in their own heads.

You gave the Jabari leader a tight, forced smile. “I am not talking- Jabari-man- because I am trying to concentrate on my work so that you- and the rest of your coconut friends- can get back to the snowy mountains where you belong.”

“Ah, she speaks!” M’Baku crooned.

More laughter. Ugh.

“You need to work on your insults. Calling someone a coconut is hardly a good comeback.” He declared.

You rolled your eyes and spoke immediately without thinking, “I think that calling you a coconut is a perfectly valid insult considering your head is empty like one.”

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[natashowlet]

Wakanda forever headers.

[way-of-love]

Unfulfilled (Namor x FemReader 18+ NO MINORS) (PART 1) (SPOILERS)

So I DECIDED to give a Namor fic a go and kinda got a terrible idea but tell me how it goes. Read a fic YEARS ago that inspired me to write this after watching Wakanda Forever. Cheers!

You, a mutant siren, made a deal with the god and king of Talokan. That in use of your body, to be a surrogate, to create an heir, you will be paid in what the world truly wants most. Vibranium. And other riches of course. But you set rules, limits to what was allowed and all those months lead to nothing. An empty womb. And a very angry surrogate. Namor has been nothing but patient but now was the time to exploit your ridiculous rules and claim what he's been fighting for.

Part 2!

It was taking too long, why was this taking so long? You were already angry from the beginning knowing HE was due to visit you tonight and seeing his progress, your progress barely moving added a lot of complicated stress not only to your mental state, but your body was taking a toll. 

Every night when he came to hold up his end of this deal you two made it was always you who was sore and achy from it. And after months of trying, you were starting to think this godly man was full of dust. It grew increasingly hard to keep your emotions in check. At work any little thing blew you off, even when you were with him you got mad and almost kicked him once or twice because he didn’t know how to be gentle. But he was not one to stray from his path, not when his heir was on the line or even his people.  

This arrangement of yours happened quite a few months ago, being a mutant siren yourself, you were the perfect fit to carry his little heir. Or so that is what he said. You lived alone on the edge of a tiny little island that seemed rural but was more advanced than they let on. Living here wasn’t all bad, you had a few flings here and there, had a job at a local “club” dancing and using your siren songs to lure in men and their cash. Military men absolutely loved you and the more you appeased them the more money you brought home with you. The Siren. That’s what the club called you, little did they know they weren’t far from the truth.  

You were home standing by the shore singing one early morning when he walked out from the sea, claiming he was seeing pieces of land his people once ruled but stopped when he heard your song. At first, he didn’t seem to be quite allured like the others, so you heard him out when he offered to sit through your songs and see what you could do. Dreadfully, you should have never given him the time of day because after that he granted you a deal. A mutant baby with the power of a god and voice of a siren for vibranium and whatever treasures you wanted. It sounds awful but when you're struggling to leave this tiny island and live somewhere where no one can find you, it was a surprisingly good deal so you had to say yes. 

He was charming with his words, convincing with his expressions, smooth with his caresses, he got you the moment he walked out from the ocean. And you were a being made to seduce and devour, yet he was your siren. 

It took you quite a few weeks to understand his reasoning to have a baby so suddenly and why would he pick you, seemed like water people needed to stick together and the more there were of you the better. He went into depths about his defeat in Wakanda, how he was close to death and if he did perish, he would have someone to rule in his stead. An heir, a blood heir. 

Children weren’t even in your vocabulary, not even in your future. You weren’t mother material. You could barely take care of yourself. You explained to him that as soon as you had the baby, he would take it and leave you alone for the rest of your life. He agreed. As soon as the child is born whatever vibranum was offered will be given in full and you both will never see each other again. 

Fast forward to now, negative pregnancy test after negative pregnancy test. You were frustrated. When you made the deal you told him specifically, you did not want to feel pleasure, just do the deed and leave. You made sure he followed the rules, he gets it up himself, he mounts and finishes then off he goes back into his little water cave. 

To say it was hard was the biggest understatement of the year. You weren’t sure this would work. 

Standing back up you gave yourself a quick look in the mirror, a small little pep talk and left your bathroom. It wasn’t a big house, just a small little beach house where your bedroom was also the kitchen, the living room, and the office. And a giant looming sea man standing facing the double sliding doors that lead to the beach. When it was time to meet during the night, he would let himself in just as you both agreed to.  

He must have heard you exit the bathroom because he slowly turned to face you with raised brows,” So?” 

You hated this part. Before leaving the bathroom, you grabbed the negative pregnancy test you took a few minutes prior, “Negative,”  

With small steps you stood before him holding it out, "I think, you're the one with the problem. I mean we’ve done this, what? Six hundred times and there still isn’t anything there?”  

For the past few weeks everything felt different, the club felt different, you felt different, and you weren’t sure why. The other dancers saw it too and they left you alone, of course the siren who liked to be alone didn’t mind it one bit, but it felt strange. 

It wasn’t even work that made you think something was wrong, it was when you started to study the men that came to watch you sing and dance. There was a difference in men, you didn’t know if you liked it. Each time one man stopped to look, you compared him to another one and then another, they were nice men but somehow, they left you feeling the strangest feeling...you couldn’t place your finger on it, but it left you unfulfilled. One man was too short, another was too skinny, and another's voice was too high. No one was sufficient, none of them could cater to your needs. 

You had to stop occasionally, to remind yourself you were fulfilled, that your needs were met. But the heat radiating off your skin, the wanting of it and the needs tell you different. You were unfulfilled. 

Namor didn’t provoke you while you ran a frustrated hand through your hair, as if he knew all too well the obstacle that lay in his way to conceive. “There is nothing wrong with me,” 

“Really? Because it sure seems like there's a whole lot going wrong with you.” Again he didn’t engage in the conversation and just stared at you. It made you want to punch him in the face and tell him this whole deal was off. Turning around frustrated you tossed the pregnancy test on the bed and ran your hands down your face.  

“I'm tired,” You complained, stressed. "Everything hurts. I get bruises, and I get sore. I can’t do specific dances because of that baby's arm in your trunks makes everything ache,” You were emotional and you didn’t know why. But he did. Namor knew this frustration very well and this was the first step to overcome and conquer you. 

“You get to get off and I just stand there...” 

You were talking with your emotions and didn’t know what you were saying but Namor did. But he still didn’t engage. 

Slowly he walked over to the bed you slept on and you both used every other night; he picked up the test and held it to examine it himself. As if he didn’t believe you. 

You glared at him while he took his sweet time looking at the little screen. Unfulfilled needs can cause rebellion. Rebellion can come in many forms. And as Namor looked at you he found himself growing very annoyed with how difficult you were making this out to be with your rules, your limits and how much you rejected the natural course of two human bodies. 

“Do you understand why I choose you Y/N?” He asked her so sweetly as he placed the test down and went to stand before you this time,” Your voice brought me up. And when I saw the person behind this voice,” He pressed two fingers against your throat. “Independent. Strong. Beautiful. Invisible.” 

He put more pressure on those two fingers against your throat forcing you to stand your ground, “No one would suspect you, even if I were to be discovered you would never be. You know how to hide and hide you do very well but this,” 

His hand lowered so it lay flat against your lower stomach. You could feel the heat of his hand burning through your nighty, “This is something you cannot hide. You’re frustrated.” 

“Damn right I am. You frustrate the hell out of me.” 

“You misunderstand mujer fatal,” He spoke calmly, soften by how you looked neglecting yourself. Drained. Tired. “You are sexually frustrated.” 

You blinked staring at him like a deer caught in headlights. Then you scoffed. “I’m...Get out. This meeting, date, conference, whatever you want to call it is off tonight. I can’t stand you,” You murmured softly, moving to get around him. He blocked your path, with an outstretched hand. Namor has not dismissed this arrangement and he made sure you knew. 

“You cannot stand me because you desire me.” 

“Oh please, you may be a god, but your ego is just like every other man. Conceited.” Your ears were flooded with the sound of the pounding of your heart. He was getting you annoyed, angry, upset.  

“This has nothing to do with ego but truth. You have denied yourself because of your silly rules and you are suffering from it. You’re allowing your own ignorance and ego blind you of that truth,” You looked almost scared as he went on to list her rules from top to bottom and you had to agree they all seemed ridiculous. But you set them there for a reason. You didn’t want him. Right? 

  “Your body has needs and you are neglecting them for something as senseless as remaining unattached. A woman can’t live that way. You are meant to be pleased and adored, and not used as you have allowed me to use you. Admit your desire for me and that frustration could ease away,”  

You swallowed thickly, taking another step back but finding that the balcony doors were blocking your way of making space. Sneering and seething with anger or was it frustration? “I don’t want you Namor,”Shit. Even you weren’t too sure. Your voice came out quiet like a whisper. “You’re just a guy I’m working with. I don’t mix business with pleasure.” 

“It doesn’t have to be only business Y/N.” He moved his hand down to your hip gripping it and making sure you felt just how big and powerful it was,” There can be pleasure too,” 

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Perfect Match

K'uk'ulkan x Reader

Requested by @namorkawaiiwife​​

Warnings: smut, slight size kink, PinV sex

Often you didn't understand what he was saying. You knew they were words of love and affection, judging by the way his eyes shined when he said them.

You couldn't understand, yet it always made you weak.

K'uk'ulkan was a very handsome and muscular man.

He always made you feel tiny against him. And he absolutely loved to hold your smaller figure with his.

One would call it size-kink. 

K'uk'ulkan would call it adorable. 

You were his small little surface dweller. No, you were his small little love.

He would whisper sweet things into your ears, in the beginning, you didn't ask, but lately, it had been bothering you.

So, as his gorgeous lips ran down your neck, his voice reaching your ears, you finally had the courage to ask.

"What does that mean?"

He wanted to laugh at you, at how absolutely gorgeous you were.

"My Queen." he replied and you swore if he wasn't holding you, you would have fallen.

He held you in waist-deep water.

You were enjoying the calm weather when he decided to go and find you. He emerged from the water like the God he is, taking your breath away, making you run into his arms as he began to kiss you.

"You always call me such sweet things, I can tell but I never understand them, Mi Amor." he smiled as you felt his hands run up your back, pulling you closer, your hands met with his chest piece as he smirked.

"You are my sweetest little gem. Back in my home, I have painted you on my wall, the gorgeous woman that you are."

Now, you were really impressed, any other man these days would just ask for a nude, but he freacking painted it!

"You always look at me with such beautiful eyes. Taking my breath away each time, My Queen."

"Mi Amor..." he once again moved to your neck, leaving his marks behind. "Please make love to me." you begged and soon you felt him remove your clothing.

Soon, you found yourself leaning against a rock as his mouth played with your nipple.

Your fingers were in his glorious hair as you pulled on the strands. You were thankful that no one was around you two. You moaned so loud, you were almost embarrassed about it. 

Then his lips began to move further down.

You often forgot how strong he was, but you were soon reminded when he easily put your legs around his shoulders as he wasted no time drinking up your juices. You almost screamed when his tongue met your dripping pussy.

K'uk'ulkan was always a giver, but you had enough of his teasing.

"Mi Amor, please. I need you inside of me." you begged when he pulled away. Grabbing the back of his neck and pulling him up to meet your lips. You tasted yourself on him and it drove you wild.

"My Beautiful Goddess, who am I to say no to such a request?" and as he put his arms next to you, once again he was reminded about your smaller frame, something that immediately sent him into a darker mindset.

You guided his cock inside you as he began to sink in. Both of you let out a moan at the feeling. 

You felt him reach your deepest point as you felt his balls hit against your skin. It was truly a magnificent feeling.

Knowing that you are able to take him all, feeling every inch he can give. 

You slightly moved your hips, making him begin his thrusts. 

K'uk'ulkan was a giver, that you knew already, and what an absolutely amazing man he was.

He had a way of moving his hips, thrusting just a little upward, making you see stars as you dipped your head back and arched your back, making your nipples meet with his.

You felt him smile into your neck as he began to kiss your skin, not ready to let go of it unless he is assured tomorrow every single mark can be seen.

"My Love," he would whisper into your ear, making you look at him, your eyes looking into his gorgeous ones as his movements continue. He would never stop, never slow down or speed up. He was a man of sheer fucking will. And he knew just how to make you cum.

As he continued to fuck into you, his eyes staring into your soul, you reached up to pull him in for a breathtaking kiss.

"Faster, please." you begged. You swore you could almost hear him purr into your ear as he began to move faster, deeper. 

It would always start off soft and slow and as you would begin to lose your mind, he would end up possibly nailing you into any surface.

And you were more than okay with that. You wanted him, you needed him, deeper, faster, and more.

And he would always give it to you. 

K'uk'ulkan would be careful always, making sure his strength doesn't hurt you, while still fulfilling both of your wishes.

He would often look down, seeing himself disappearing into your tight wetness, it would be another reason for him to keep going.

He would hold your waist, not letting you move as he would begin his deeper and rougher thrusts. 

At that point, you would lose your mind as you could hear yourself be incredibly wet. 

"My Queen, will you come for me?" he asked and all you could do was nod. "Look at you, being fucked so good, you can't even talk." he would smirk but never stop. He would never deny you pleasure.

"K'uk'ulkan." you moan as you would start to feel your end near. "Please don't stop, I'm so close." you knew he wouldn't but you also knew he liked to hear you beg. 

He would groan into your neck as his hands would grab the back of your knees, moving himself up just a little as he would pound you. Deeper, harder and faster than before.

He would feel your smaller body slightly shake against his as you would come. Taking him with you to your high, he would come deep inside you, you would feel him filling you up. He would bite down on your shoulder, the pain and pleasure mixing as you would slowly come down from your high.

Letting out deep breaths, trying to come back to reality.

He would move back, never pulling out of you as he would pull you with him, deeper into the water.

He would place soft kisses on your skin.

"My Love, my beautiful little Queen." he would whisper before he would switch back to his native tongue. 

Yes, you were his Gorgeous Little Queen and he was your Handsome God.

It was a perfect match.

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you’re scaring me, p1

part 2 synopsis: shuri’s isolating herself because of her losses so you go to confront her but it’s no use, everything just gets worse and she’s left on her own, again.

contains: cursing, angst, slight violence, crying, toxic shuri x black reader

a/n - usana - baby

your eyes fluttered open as they sensed the strong light rays peeking through the purple velvet curtains. you smiled to yourself, stretching your cramped limbs as you had such an amazing sleep last night, but that moment of happiness was ripped away as you realized that you were were alone in the bed yet again. there was no extra warmth besides you anymore since you’d been sleeping alone for more days than you could remember because of shuri’s strong habit of keeping herself locked in the lab and not coming out unless she needed new materials.

you were honestly getting sick and tired of her growing neglectful behaviour; it was as if she entirely forgot she was in a relationship with you. however, you could not put her fully to blame as the havoc wreaked by namor on wakanda following the grieving of her mothers death would be enough to put anyone in a downwards spiral of isolation. she probably felt immense pressure to protect wakanda by any means possible after the fight was over, but us and the talokans are alliances now so why was she overworking herself? shuri’s character never failed to confuse you but her unpredictable nature was also what made you attracted to her in the first place. you wanted to help her deal with her conflicting emotions but she made it so difficult for you to the point where she out rightly told you leave her alone, so you did.

that was about a week ago, and you missed shuri greatly, you couldn’t keep ignoring her anymore even though she asked you to. you deeply sighed, and leaned over, taking your phone off charge and bringing it in front of you. whilst it came on, you adjusted your silk bonnet as it was literally hanging off your head and yawned, staring sadly at the empty side of the bed. soon, your phone switched on, 11:35am it read. you did your normal routine of scrolling through social media and seeing what was new in wakanda but you got bored quickly as your mind was preoccupied with desperately wanting to communicate with shuri. you snatched your kimoyo beads from the drawer and placed them on your small wrist, watching as it whirred to life. then, you skilfully pressed the setting where it allowed you to call shuri and waited as it rang.

again no reply.

trying plan b, you took your phone and navigated to shuri’s contact number. you pressed on messages and sent the following text.

you: hey shuri, i’m making your favourite dinner later.

you: come to the royal dining room at 6pm, i really want to see you usana.”

you weren’t sure if shuri was eating properly and you wanted to make her a proper meal as well as celebrate something with her. with that, you set your phone to the side, internally praying to the ancestors that she bothered to reply. you loved shuri with your whole heart, you really did, but this was getting out of hand. ready for the day ahead, you slipped out of the soft sheets and walked towards the bathroom. you were getting ready to head to the market so you could gather the ingredients for what you planned to cook later. you just hoped you weren’t wasting your time.

~~~

you huffed and threw the many bags of groceries you were carrying. the dora offered to help but it wasn’t much, you could do it on your own. you took out your airpods that were blasting sza’s kill bill and rested them on the marble counter.

you may actually kill shuri at this point, your impatience with her was steadily growing. speaking of her, you checked to see if she’d replied to your text earlier, but what were you met with?

yeah, no bloody reply but you were left on read? oh hell no, you weren’t doing this with her. you just went to buy all this, the least she could do is give you an answer. was she even alive? what’s the point in cooking if she wasn’t going to eat it. mad and annoyed as shit, you slammed your poor phone onto the counter, scratching your forehead. she’ll see you today whether she liked it or not.

you abandoned the bags of food and made your way to her lab; your face was a fixed scowl and everyone you walked past looked back at you in worry as they wondered what made you so angry. you walked with purpose as you turned many corners to where you knew shuri was holing up in. as expected, some of the dora milaje were guarding the lab. you walked up to them and sighed as they intensely stared at you.

“i’m sorry, i need to see the queen right this instant.” you demanded, tapping your foot in irritation.

they looked at each other and back at you,

“i’m sorry, the queen has requested no one to be let in, even you.” ayo said, slightly smirking at that last part.

god, you knew she always disliked you.

“okay then, you all leave me no choice.” you unexpectedly ran into the door they were guarding, leaving them no time to put their spears up and deny you access without hurting you. you successfully managed to get the door open and there she was, in deep concentration as she leaned over what seemed like a special heart shaped herb.

her eyes snapped up to meet yours and she sighed, “what are you doing here y/n?” she asked, annoyance clearly evident in her tone as she paused her testing to temporarily look at the commotion you caused.

“sorry my queen,” ayo started but shuri dismissed her, “it’s okay, just give us some privacy.”

ayo nodded and shut the lab door once again.

“i should be asking you that question, do you even realise how long you’ve been here?” you yelled, anger clouding over your thoughts.

shuri didn’t reply, not looking at you.

“what day is it shuri?” you asked, slightly whimpering as you saw her lack of concern for your feelings.

“wednesday?” she replied nonchalantly, transferring something to a test tube.

“it’s sunday, our two year anniversary.” you replied, shaking your head in sheer disappointment and on the verge of tears.

shuri’s expression softened as she remembered but hardened again as she snatched her scientific glasses off, giving you a stern look.

“look, i know you want to come in here and lecture me but i really couldn’t fucking care less, i have stuff to do.” she put them back on and turned away from you, switching things around on her intercom.

“fuck you, you piece of shit.” you spat, your eyes watering as you tried not to break down in front of her.

shuri stopped her actions, you never swore so much at her unless it was in the bedroom.

“yeah, i fucking said that, look at me shuri godammit!” you shouted, walking towards her as she slowly turned around to finally give you eye contact.

“is it illegal to want to be near you? honestly, what the fuck is wrong with you?” you were so confused and hurt, why couldn’t shuri just talk to you instead of pushing you away like a coward.

“you keep on disturbing me and it’s getting annoying.” she said dryly, static with her emotions as she stared down at you.

“yeah?” you took off your kimoyo beads and dropped them to the floor, crushing them to the point where they didn’t function anymore.

“i won’t disturb you again.” you turned around to walk away but she grabbed your arm. you were already annoyed and she was doing nothing to help so you simply used both of your hands on the sides of her chest to push her away. she barely moved because she was so strong but it was to show her than she can’t control you anymore.

“i don’t know what’s going on with you, but it’s better we part ways if you think acting like this is okay.” you wouldn’t let your love for shuri blind you, not again, this was your last straw.

“fucking hell.” shuri turned around punched a manneqin next to her and it went flying toward the wall behind, causing you to jump back in shock at the loud noise it made. stressed, she rubbed her face with both her hands and grabbed your shoulders with a hefty grip.

“you can’t leave me y/n, everyone does, i’m tired.” she looked away from you to suppress any tears threatening do escape.

you sorrowfully looked at her, feeling and seeing every ounce of her pain and misery was ripping your heart out of your chest but this was for you, you couldn’t stay with her if this was how she treated you.“try me.” you tried not to fall into her trap again and slapped her hands off your shoulders as your sadness transformed itself nicely into anger due to the rememberance of all the hurt that she’d caused you. you then looked at her table filled with papers and metal scraps, and you didn’t know what came over you, but you were seeing straight red at this point and so acted spontaneously, swiftly using your right arm to clear everything as it all went crashing to the ground,

“fuck you, fuck you, fuck you,” you repeated, purposely destroying things you knew she’d worked hard on but you couldn’t care less, this is what she deserves for treating you like you’re worth nothing, like you deserve no love. panicked, shuri grabbed your sleeve, “y/n! stop this!” she yelled but you strongly pushed her away as you continuted to do your worst, ripping blueprints snd damaging everything you could see. your pent up anger was just spilling all over the place, you could barely control it.

“stop!” she yelled in vexation as she attempted to grab your wrists to stop you, but you weren’t having any of it and pushed her away every time until eventually, your anger shifted and you harshly slapped shuri across the face, leaving a discreet but noticeable mark,

“stop fucking touching me, i swear to god maybe namor should’ve just sank all of wakanda, then you would probably learn.” you shamelessly said, pointing your finger at her as your left eye twitched with malice and your heart racing; you realised your words were quite harsh but if that’s what it took to make shuri realise her self destructive behaviour, then so be it.

her hand felt the place you just slapped her at and she slowly looked up at you in disbelief from what you just uttered. your anger was clearing up and you’d finally realised what you’d done. your facial expression softened and you looked at shuri, reaching out to feel the mark “no, i’m sorr-

before you could finish your sentence, shuri dodged your advances and roughly grabbed your shirt collar, slamming you down onto the hard glass lab table, with such force you thought your head was going to explode, and leaned over you.

“are you fucking kidding me y/n? how dare you speak to me like that, do you have any idea what i’ve been through? you don’t know me, stop pretending like you do.” shuri angrily scolded you as she pushed down onto your collar, unaware she was simultaneously pushing down on your neck. the strength she had from the heart shaped herb was 100x yours, and she could break you like a twig if she wanted to.

“s-sorry…” you croaked out weakly, putting your hand around her hand and trying to move them away as your airways were being more and more restricted.

she just stared at you, no warmth in her eyes or admiration like there once was, just coldness, nothing that could back up her previous love for you.

“shuri..i can’t bre-breathe.” you struggled to escape her hold and tapped her hands softly as you started to feel your energy slowly dissipating.

“shit.” she snapped out of whatever trance she was in as she realized she was causing you bodily harm and hurriedly let go of you, causing you to immediately sink onto the chilly ground, coughing and spluttering as you tried desperately to regain the air you didn’t get.

“y/n..” shuri stared at her hands like she couldn’t believe what she’d just done to you, and looked at you on the ground, still struggling. she fell onto her knees and attempted to put an arm around you but you immediately flinched at her touched and scooted away as your hand held your hurting neck. you were visibly shaken up and scared of what just happened and you didn’t want her touching you at all.

“i didn’t mean to do that.” she said, a subtle tremble in her voice, “let me see.” she demanded, trying to lift your hand from your neck but you backed away once again,

“don’t touch me, please you’re scaring me.” you never thought a day in your life that you’d fear shuri, the women you loved for so long but this wasn’t shuri, no this was someone completely different and you wanted no part of this. you didn’t know where the affectionate shuri you once knew went, but this was not her.

“y/n..baby, please.” she watched as you got up, tears streaming down your face as you knew your relationship was now in complete shambles. shuri was hurt seeing you hurt and even more so knowing it was because of her. you wiped your salty tears with your sleeve and rapidly left the lab in distress, never wanting to come back again.

shuri stared at the mess littered in front of her and then at the door you’d just left from.

alone.

once again, everyone’s left her.

[darkkittyart]

A Serpent God worshipping the Sun ❤️‍🔥 (wip)

The adoration Namor has for Shuri 🐍🕊️

[blacktiredandnerdy]

Y’all don’t understand how fucking pissed off I am that there’s more Killmonger/T’Challa fanfiction than Shuriri fanfics.

And I’m never forgiving y’all for making a ship that puts Shuri in a relationship with the man who murdered her mom just cuz y’all simp for him. Y’all are so sick and fucking twisted for this shit! 😭😭😭

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•𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 & 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄•

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆:Drug Dealer Riri x F!Y/N

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 : 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄

𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎:Riri has went to jail for a crime,while you are pregnant and for the next 2 years you've been dealing with the pregancy and the raising of your child.

𝐀/𝐍:To be honest this has been in the works for MONTHSS

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆:Angst , Fluff ?

Shattered

Thats how you felt when riri told you those words .

Those simple words shattered you and those plans you had in the future

You never thought that one day riri would somehow get into trouble… Big Trouble At that

Flashback: Riri’s Call

Your phone starts to play your ringtone yet you thought you turned it off but it was whatever. You turn your phone to see who it could be this late at night. “MCC Chicago” you roll your eyes. What trouble did riri get in know ? “Riri Why are you in jail, I made you food an hour ago and now it's getting cold” You explain to riri. You were hoping that riri wouldn’t say anything bad and were only hoping for the good . “About that..” riri goes quiet after those 2 words hinting something bad happened. “What is it riri” you say trying to be demanding yet calm. “I got caught” You sigh at riri’s respond knowing this wasn’t good . “How many grams ,“ you ask her hoping it wasn’t a lot . “3” You clench your left fist becoming angry at riri, although you loved her you told her to stop doing this for the family. You and riri where starting a family and you where around 2 months pregnant. you wanted Needed riri to stop with dealing and the beef with people so yall family could be healthy. But now that dream was going to go down the drain . “Riri do you know how many years you could get… I told you to stop dealing “ you exclaim to riri . “I know i know “ riri says you roll your eyes. “Well whens your court hearing” you ask riri hoping it will be coming soon. “Around 3-4 weeks “ riri says . Each time you ask a question hoping it would get better it wouldn’t . It would go back to phase 1 and not even make it to phase 2 . “I’ll be visting you weekly and talking until the court date alright “ you explain to her . “Alright Love you Ma”

Flashback: Ends

You would call your mom after hanging up the call. You needed queen advice you needed some type of motivation speech so you could get through it. You knew how you felt and you just wanted to cry but you didn’t because you knew Riri wouldn’t want to see you like that she wouldnt want you to be tearing up .

“Hey siri FaceTime mommy” you ask her on the verge of tears. Calling “💕👑 Mommy👑💕”. ‘Called failed’ popped up on the screen 10 seconds later.

You would start to slowly shed tears . You call shuri hoping she could give you some support or comfort , you needed some of Shuri’S big sister love.

“Hey siri FaceTime Big Sister🖤” You ask slowly tearing up again. The call would ring intil you would get a awnser to the FaceTime call. “Hey what’s up” shuri asks. You put the camera at angle so she wouldn’t see your face. “She got caught” youu say starting to cry .”Who-Who got caught” shuri asked not knowing what you where talking about.”Riri she got caught while making a deal” you say crying more .”it’s ok y/n she’s going to get out “ shuri says trying to calm you down. “She’s not ri, she’s having a court date” you say with a sniffle . “It’s going to be right “ she says . “Is it though because I’m not going to see her for a while not to mention we have a baby on the way” you say realizing you told shuri that’s your pregnant.

You never told you any of your family back in wakanda about the pregnancy. You and riri decided you guys would go to wakanda ,have a brunch and tell your family.

“Looks like I spelt the tea , oops” you say lighting the mood. “Your-Your pregnant “ shuri says .”who said that” you question her as you act like you scratch neck. “Y/n are you pregnant” she asks you trying to be more serious. “Maybe” you say giving a mid side eye.”y/n hold up what do you saying ‘be for real’ right “ she asks you. “Yes shuri” you say while laughing , she sounded like a old person. “Well , girl be for real” shuri says “you can’t maybe be pregnant” you say while laughing. “Ok fine yes I am but don’t tell mom” you say. She sides eyes you . “Ok I won’t-“ shuri says before your mom walks in. “Your not telling me what” she asks . You give shuri that look ‘Don’t tell mom’ . “Don’t tell you that she has a surprise for you “ she says trying to play it off . “You know how I feel about surprises” she says . “I know I know,but maybe you’ll like the surprise “ you tell your mom through the phones.

Your mom was a queen, not like the compliment way of queen . You meant a real queen , to be exact she was the queen of wakanda . Your mother was Ramonda.Queen Ramonda .

“Mommy you didn’t answer my call” you tell her . “Sorry I was in a meeting she exclaims . “This late “ you question her whereabouts. “Yeah but anyway when are you going to come back to wakanda , the family misses you”. She says you start to think about when you could go. “I wish I could go mama but it’s something’s that I need to do in the us but I’ll be coming” you say sadly. “When you are going to come let us know” she says . “Don’t worry I will” you say . You would end the conversation with your shuri and Ramonda about 30 minutes later. You would explain what happened to riri and how all they could is to pray intill the court hearing.

[lemonmeringueprincess]

CEO!Namor Aesthetic Board

We backk baybyeeee with another Namor aesthetic board, and I made CEO! namor instead. I’ve designed quite a few and can not wait to show all of them to you. Enjoy this one y’all! 

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