#chadwick x reader

[paisholotus]

These two movies will forever hold a place in my heart.

rest in peace, Chadwick 🕊 AND HAPPY ONE YEAR WAKANDA FOREVER 🖤💜💙

[futurecorps3]

Representation fucking matters.

Before watching the new Black Panther movie I really didn’t feel the need for it. Ofc I got why people wanted to be seen in big screens and different platforms but never really felt identified with the feeling people described. (I’m a member of the lgbt community as well but since I grew up on a very open household with a loving family that opened that part of the culture to me it was never a big thing).

Today that changed when I saw brown people on screen. I saw people who look like me and my friends and the ones I see on the streets everyday. I’m a Mexican woman, born and raised in Mexico and getting to see such a beautiful representation of my culture and people warmed my heart and made me feel exactly what minorities who were overshadowed by western media describe.

They even included Mayan legends on it, which I’ve always found absolutely beautiful. I live near some ruins (Teotihuacán, look it up) and it’s quite beautiful to see elements I saw on field trips and history classes represented on a movie. And not just any movie, a marvel movie. I grew up with them and seeing my culture developing in the same universe was just mesmerizing.

If you read this all the way, thank you. Means the world <3

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[your-averagewriter]

Work interruptions.

Summary: Shuri enjoys calling her girlfriend from the Jabari Tribe during her work shifts bearing gifts that give homemade a whole new meaning but they can't hang out during the day so (y/n) meets her after her shifts (Shuri x fem!reader).

Word Count: 1.3K

Warnings: fluff, weapons, kissing?

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“(y/n) of the Jabari Tribe, your council is sought by the leaders of the Golden Tribe.” A warrior of a lower rank requests.

“Permission to leave,” I ask of M’Baku who’s slumped in his chair.

“Yes, yes.” He says dismissing me with a wave of his hand before continuing the meeting that was interrupted by the announcement. This has happened multiple times now, Shuri summons me to her home for unimportant reasons.

Grabbing hold of my sword I hop down from the platform I was standing on and I follow the warrior out of the room. He leads me out of the building and towards the hangar.

“I can escort myself, thank you,” I say, a serious, authoritative tone in my voice. It’s hard to get taken seriously when you’re only 17, a woman and the warriors ranked below you are all taller and older than you. But he nods before exiting.

I make my way to my speeder, yes I know sounds like some science fiction but it’s not, Shuri designed it for me. Quickly, I mount it and fly to the Golden Tribe’s palace. I drop off my speeder in their hangar before announcing myself to the guards. They lead me through the building and to the lab even though I already know the way.

“You requested my presence?” I ask bowing to Shuri slowly before standing up straight.

“Yes, my love. Come here.” She says waving me towards what I assume is a new creation of hers. She starts explaining about the small object, a bracelet of beads by the looks of it. She ties it around my wrist and explains what it does and how it will help keep me safe.

“Princess, I am on duty, you cannot keep calling me over when you are not in danger or there is no reason of importance,” I say and she looks disappointed.

“But I miss you in the day. You’re always so busy!” She says.

“I’ll come back later when I’m off-duty,” I say trying to appease her.

“Ugh fine.” She says, begrudgingly.

“Do you need anything else, princess?” I ask bowing again.

“Yes, actually.” She points to her cheek and I sigh but walk over anyway. I kiss her on the cheek before leaving the room.

“You look very pretty today, goodbye, my love,” I say before heading back to my post in the mountains.

The rest of the day is fairly calm, not much happens apart from the usual security at M’Baku’s meetings. Otherwise, it’s an easy day although the time that I relax will be the time I’m caught off guard.

Taking off my armour, I place it on the armour stand before pulling on some more casual clothes, a mesh bodysuit with a pair of black trousers and chunky boots - not the most practical but great for kicking people with. 

Heading towards the Golden Tribe palace for the second time this day I suddenly hear a voice from the beaded bracelet, jumping slightly I’m awakened by it.

“(y/n), are you almost here?” Shuri’s voice sounds through the beads.

“Shuri? I that you?” I ask holding the beads in front of my mouth, my mind completely ‘boggled’.

“Yes, my lover, it is me. You need not hold the beads so close to your mouth.” She says with a chuckle.

“Why are you in the beads?” I ask shaking my wrist.

“I am not in the beads, I promise. It’s a telecom like in the fighter jets.”

“Okay, if you’re sure…” I trail off.

“So, are you almost here?” She asks again. 

“Yes, I’ll be with you in mere minutes, be patient, my dear.” I say before tapping the beads trying to ‘hang up’.

“Excellent.” She says before a small beep sound is made and her voice disappears. Pulling up to my ear I shake it once more before shrugging and moving on.

Minutes later I arrive at the same palace and I’m escorted in once again by two guards.

“(y/n)?” I hear a voice from in front of me.

“King T’Challa,” I say before kneeling on one knee and bowing my head, the guards behind me do the same. 

T’Challa chuckles. “Surely, we are past this now, are we not (y/n)?”

“I don’t know what you mean,” I say with my head bowed still.

“There is no need for you to kneel and bow to me, are we not better friends than that, how long have you been dating Shuri? 2, or 3 years? Come on now, surely we moved past these formalities a while ago.” He says with a laugh, holding his hand out to me.

I take it hesitantly with a gracious smile. “I guess so, King T’Challa.”

“Just T’Challa, please.” He says before shaking my hand and looking behind me. “Do they not let you in here unaccompanied?” He says and I shake my head. “Well, from now on (y/n) does not need to be accompanied within my home, it is safe and I trust her.” He says to the guards and almost immediately they retreat back to the main doors. “Do you mind if I walk with you?” Placing his hands behind his back.

“Of course not.” We continue walking towards the laboratory.

Conversation is made, the usual ‘how are you’s and ‘how’s work’, the usual until we make it to the lab.

“(y/n) finally!” I hear as soon as I step foot in the lab, the next thing I see is her running towards me. She wraps her arms around me.

“Shuri, as adorable as this is moment is, give the woman some space.” He chuckles.

“Go away brother, why are you even here?” She asks, jokingly grimacing at him.

“I’ll leave, I’ll leave.” He says placing his hands in the air in a mock surrender before backing away towards the door. “I don’t want to interrupt you two.”

“Yes, get out of my lab!” She yells as he opens the door and leaves. 

“I missed you today, my love.” I say as she’s still gripping onto me. “I’m guessing you did as well.”

“Of course,” She pulls away from me but stays holding onto my hand.  “Come on, I’ve got something extra for you.” 

She picks something small off of the side and places it into my hand and closes my palm. Re-opening my palm I inspect the two small objects against my skin. Two earrings it looks like, they’re made of a pale blue gem like material with metal coatings. They’re beautiful.

“They match your bracelet and they work very similarly - they have qualities that help track you and protect you.”

“They are really pretty.” I say admiring them.

“Try them on.” she says, leading me over towards one fo the full body mirrors. I change out my old ones which are plain balls of metal whilst the new ones are blue gems. Checking myself in the mirror, I look at the earrings and how well they match my outfit before turning to Shuri.

“They’re beautiful. I love you.” I say, kissing her gently. 

“Thank you, I couldn’t make a second pair in time for your arrival so that’s my pair, you can have them, they’ll keep you safe.” I shake my head.

“You are the princess, sister of the king, you need to be safe and protected, I am a warrior I’m of no high status and am a target of little persecution - you need these more than me.” I say starting to take out the earrings.

“No, no, (y/n), you don’t need to, I’ll be able to make a second pair sometime tomorrow and I’ll be safe until then.”

“Who is gonna keep you safe until then?”

“You, I guess you’re staying the night babe unless you want to leave me entirely defenceless. What would I do without you?” She says with a smirk before pecking me on the lips.

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AN: I just saw Black Panther: Wakanda Forever and I'm in love with everyone in the movie all over again.

This a reminder that Shuri is at a minimum of 16 and a maximum of 19 so please don't be creepy and read this if you're like 30 - I am a minor and so is the character. In this fic specifically, Shuri is either 16 or 17 so just don't be creepy.

[boozenboze]

Male reader x T’challa

Side note-Reader is a Top and is Dominant

-This is based off of the Black Panther movie -M/n = You

Females She/Her and She/They DNI

Imagine

Digging your way out of the debris of the fallen building. The same building you and your boyfriend had been in, where his father was giving a speech. You struggled to stand up due to the pressure that was once bestowed on your legs. Your eyes jolted from one place to another, trying to find the prince of Wakanda. The sound of debris being moved immediately caught his attention. A feeling of relief went through him as he saw his lover pushing himself up from the rubble. He used whatever energy he had left in him to pull him up, to which the male gripped onto him.

“Are you okay?” The e/c eyed male asked as he cupped the princes face. T’challa muttered something before his eyes widened.

"I-i'm fine...wait where is my father?!” T’challa responded with sudden concern in his tone. The both of you turned to where the King had last been seen, and there he was. Laying there with no signs of survival being shown.

T'challa stumbled towards his now deceased father and began to hug him, rocking back and forth after realizing he was gone. M/n didn''t know what to do, all he could do at the moment was wrap his arms around T'challa as they both mourned the loss of the king.

Imagine

Wrapping your arms around T’challa, as you both admire the beauty of Wakanda. The mission you had been on was relatively easy, but T'challa was still worried. Either way, he was glad that they both came out all right. Nakia was also doing well, and you were both happy to see one another. Their was a comfortable silence between the two of you as Okoye announced that you were home. Going through the illusion that covered your nation was something that had never gotten old to the T'challa. The loss of the previous king still weighed heavy on their hearts, but that was all part of grief. It was time to look forward now and see where this change would bring you. M/n took a glance at T'challa's face, seeing how he looked lost.

"You know, if your so nervous about becoming the King I could just challenge you and take that place." M/n said with devious smirk on his face, as the Prince looked back at him with an unamused expression.

"Oh please, you wouldn't be able to handle it..." T'challa said in a sarcastic tone of voice. Nakia and Okoye listened in on their conversation as they approached the Citadel.

"Well...even if that is the case there's always one thing that I know how to handle." The h/c haired male said with a smug look on his face.

"Oh? And what would that be?" T'challa asked in curiosity as the other man looked him up and down before winking, proceeding to walk towards the exit. T'challa froze again like he did not so long ago, he felt his face heating up at his lovers comment before following close behind him. He held his head low to cover the look of embarrassment on his face. Nakia and Okoye gave each other a look before following the two, both wondering how T'challa met someone like you.

Imagine

Being in the lab with Shuri, helping her with T’challa’s new suit. He had became King, and you were very proud for him. Although, it did feel like hell having to watch him get stabbed by M’baku’s staff. Shuri had brought up the new suit for her brother to test out to which he did. When his attack was absorbed Shuri had started recording which led to T'challas confusion.

"M/n ,....why is she recording..?"

"Research purposes...?"M/n replied in faux confusion. T'challa squinted and eyed the both of them before striking the suit in the same spot. The release of the kinetic energy sent the king flying, which caused the two who were preasent to laugh.

“Delete that right now!” T’challa demanded as you and Shuri laughed at the footage that had been recorded. You helped him stand up but he gave you a fake glare. You couldn’t help but kiss him on the cheek which caused him to push you away with a smile on his face.

“Ah come on you can’t stay mad at me~.” M/n teased as T’challa looked away in embarrassment.

“Aw..my brother is blushing.” Shuri said with a wide smile as T’challa rolled his eyes.

“Shut up Shuri....”

Imagine

Sharing a heated kiss with T’challa, which led to him being under you. His hand was buried in the h/c haired males scalp as he moaned at the feeling of M/n’s lips being against his skin.

“You enjoying yourself my King~?” M/n asked as he slowly palmed his hardening cock through his pants. The dark skinned male could only whimper in response as the s/c skinned male began to play with his nipples. The King arched his back in response which made him moan. M/n pulled away to which T’challa stared at him through lust filled eyes.

“W-why’d you stop.” T’challa asked as he watched M/n grab a small bottle of lube.

“Well....I don’t think either of us would enjoy seeing you in pain.” M/n said softly as T’challa stared up at him with a softened expression, the once heated moment turned into something more gentle. T’challa used one of his free hands to place it on M/n’s cheek, pulling the male into a short but meaningful kiss. He gave him a droopy smile before M/n guided one of his hands towards the other mans penis. M/n began to give the Kings cock long strokes before using the thumb technique, while his other hand grabbed the small bottle.

T’challa’s hands gripped onto the sheets, breathy moans escaping his mouth as M/n poured a generous amount of lube onto his fingers. He slowly circled T’challa’s rim before pushing a finger into him. The man beneath him hissed at the intrusion as M/n stared down at him.

M/n held T’challa’s cock in a gentle grip as he began to thrust his finger in and out. The stinging sensation turned into something blissful as the King moaned in pleasure.

“More...-ah! Please...?”

“Patience my love, you'll get what you want.”

Imagine

Wakng up early in the morning, the sun not even being out as the moonlights rays shined. T'challa's head was laid on your chest, his steady breathing indicating that he was in a deep sleep. You smile and checked the time seeing that it was barely 2 am. Your session lasted for about 4 rounds before T'challa had to tap out. Despite you being the dominant one of the relationship, it seemed that he would be using his title as King to give you orders of what to do. You stretched for a moment, leaving T'challa to lay on one of his many pillows. M/n sighed and was about to stand up when he heard a grunt behind him.

"Where are you going....what time is it..? T'challa questions as M/n ran a hand through his h/c hair.

"I was gonna go take a walk, didn't expect you to wake up." M/n said with a nervous smile making its way upon his features. T'challa sat up and pulled M/n by the arm, signalling for him to lay back down.

"I didn't feel your warmth anymore so I couldn't sleep." T'challa explains as he turned so that his back was facing M/n. The male that was mentioned smirked and pulled the covers over the both of them. He wrapped his arms around T'challa's waist and pulled him closer to him. The king hummed in content as he closed his eyes, now being able to bask in his boyfriends warmth once again.

[multiversalfandomwriter222]

Black Panther:Wakanda Forever was the best one I have seen. The acting and the heartbreak made me sob like a baby the whole time

I will not give any spoilers for the people who have not seen it, but if you have, say I

Rest in Power Chadwick. You are not forgotten

[headfullofpresley]

Under the Hawaiian Sun

Pairing: Chadwick Gates (Elvis Presley) x reader

Word count: 7,6K

Summary: You and Chadwick have been best friends ever since you could remember but after the two of you added some benefits to the relationship, neither of you have the guts to confess your true feelings.

Warning(s): smut; thigh riding, public sex, fwb vibes, mutual pining i guessss, jealous/a lil petty reader, a lil bit of angst, movie spoilers, usage of lines from the movie (judge me, idc!), does follow most of the plot of the movie but obv not everything.

Author’s note: i’m helplessly in love with chadwick and i ain’t ashamed to admit it. there will be a part two to this, i won’t let you guys hangin’ like this ;) enjoy my luvs! <3

Before you read: A Luau is a Hawaiian party/feast accompanied by forms of entertainment. The word ‘’Pupule’’ means ‘’crazy/mad/insane’’ and ‘’Wikiwiki’’ means ‘’to hurry; fast, quick’’.

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There was no other place in the world where you’d rather be than Hawaii. Having been born in the tropical state, you were naturally biased as this was your home, but the person that made it even more feel like home was your best friend, Chadwick Gates. When it came to you and Chad, most people around you were convinced you were made for each other and would get married and have children sooner or later─the whole shebang. You didn’t blame anyone for thinking so since you and Chad acted like an old married couple most of the time already, and you had been tangled up in his sheets more times than you’d like to admit to anyone, but you and your best friend hadn’t put any labels on it. And you had no idea if you ever would.

You knew Chadwick was a ladies man and a free spirit at heart, so when he enlisted into the military and was away in Europe for two years, you knew he wasn’t sitting pretty in his room whenever he had free time, waiting by the phone for you to call. You hated thinking about how he was probably all over any pretty little thing that looked his way and how you were definitely not on his mind in those moments, maybe not even at all, but you didn’t exactly have the right to say anything about it. Yes, you were definitely green with jealousy, but you were not a couple. You didn’t belong to him and he unfortunately didn’t belong to you.

On the day he would be arriving back in Hawaii, you were up before the sun would even rise. You didn’t waste a second longer in bed and took a long shower, putting more effort in your outfit, hair and make-up than usual. You hadn’t changed that much in the two years Chad was gone, but you still wanted to make sure he’d have to do a double take when seeing you.

All your fantasies and daydreams about his arrival back home were shattered right in front of your eyes when the doors of the plane opened and you saw your best friend sticking his tongue down some blonde stewardess’ mouth. You knew what he was like, knew all of his antics and tricks he used to get under your skin, and he had you right where he wanted to. He was looking right at you while kissing her, a grin on his face when you crossed your arms and rolled your eyes, turning away from the scene. He pulled back from the kiss and laughed softly to himself, picking up his bags before he ran down the stairs and you turned back around, though instead of facing him, you raised your chin and looked the other way.

‘‘Hey honey, I’m hooomeeee,’’ he sang tauntingly, his grin only growing wider at the way you were acting as he looked down at you.

‘‘I’d welcome you home but I’m not speaking to you,’’ you told him as you pushed away his arms when he was going in for a hug, turning around and walking away from him. You couldn’t get very far as he was hot on your trail, getting in front of you as he dropped his bags to the ground and gently grabbed your shoulders, that stupid grin still on his face. When you looked at him, you noticed how there was a playful twinkle in his eyes─one that would always swim in there when he was messing with you.

‘‘I was only messin’ with you,’’ he laughed and even though you weren’t really mad at him, you were still jealous and he knew it. This man knew you better than you knew yourself, could never hide anything from him. Well, most of the time. He was still completely oblivious to your feelings and how embarrassingly head over heels you were for him.

‘‘You knew I’d be waiting for you!’’ you exclaimed annoyed, frowning your eyebrows as you tried to keep up the angry act, but he didn’t miss the way your lips pouted a little. ‘‘Why did you kiss that girl?’’ you mumbled, surprising yourself with the question. You and him could talk about everything, about any topic─whether it was about something completely random and pointless, or about deeper things. Well, other than the feelings you both carried for each other. But you felt a little silly asking this now, because it made you sound jealous and even though he already was well aware of your jealousy, you didn’t want to just blatantly admit it.

‘‘It was easy,’’ he blurted out, shrugging his shoulders a little. You widened your eyes a little, heat rushing to your cheeks in embarrassment as you twisted away from him, but he pulled you back, keeping you in front of him. ‘‘I-I-I mean.. you call that a kiss?’’ He stuttered, his voice falling back into its smooth and confident state so easily that the stutter didn’t even register in your ears. You let out a huff but before you could once more try to sneak your way out of his grip, he had pressed his lips softly against yours and you felt butterflies flutter hysterically in the pit of your tummy.

You had been in this position, and others that involved way less clothing, so many times before he was shipped off to Europe but it made your knees grow weak every time. You tried not to think about how it probably meant absolutely nothing to him, not this kiss and not all the other ones. You were completely and stupidly oblivious to the feelings Chadwick Gates had for you.

Pulling back, his tongue made another appearance by swiping over his lower lip before he gave you a smug smirk. ‘‘Now that’s a kiss,’’

You tried to give him an angry glare, but honestly, he had already cracked you within the five minutes he had stepped off of that damned plane. You could never stay mad at Chad for long, not even during an argument, but those luckily never lasted long. They’d always be about small and petty things too, he had never done anything that got you so riled up you couldn’t stand the sight of him anymore. You had a weak spot for him, wanted to be around him every second of the day if you could.

‘‘Oh, how I want to slap your face so badly right now,’’ you hummed as you squinted your eyes at him, making him let out a laugh as his thumbs caressed your bare shoulders. ‘‘Now that’s no way to greet your best friend, is it?’’ he wiggled his eyebrows playfully and you rolled your eyes, not able to bite back a laugh as you slapped his arm. ‘‘Alright soldier, you win,’’ you sighed theatrically, a grin appearing on your own face now as you put the lei that had been hanging on your arm around his neck, your eyes meeting his.

‘‘Welcome home,’’ you told him, this time without the jealousy and hint of annoyance lingering on your tongue. The stewardess was already forgotten─after all, you’d be the one leaving the airport with him and she’d be left behind, jetting off to another state or country and you’d finally have your best friend all to yourself again. He pulled you closer by your shoulders he was still holding onto and kissed your lips and then your cheek, reaching down to his bags before he swung his arm around you and tugged you away from the plane.

‘‘You don’t want to drive?’’ You asked him as he threw his bags on the backseat of his red 1960 MGA Convertible, jumping in the passenger seat before you even had the chance to hand him the keys. After all, it was his car but he made you promise him with your hand on your heart that you would take care of his baby during the two years he was gone. ‘‘Uh-uh, I’m fine right here,’’ he grinned as he hung one arm out of the vehicle, slipping the other one behind you as you got behind the wheel. ‘‘That plane ride took hours, I need to rest my little head,’’ he feigned a yawn, rolling his head back as you rolled your eyes and laughed softly, driving away from the airport and onto the public road.

You turned the radio up a little, making him rise his head again and he looked at you with a smile on his face─he took in every detail of your face he had to miss so much in those two years. You hadn’t changed much, you were still as pretty as you were when he left but there was.. something about you. Granted, there always had been. Just like you had a weak spot for him, he had one for you as well. He wasn’t sure how you two managed to slip past the terrority of just friends, but he was happy that it happened. Before going away, he had been all tangled up in his feelings and while confessing them like any other normal person would had been on his mind, he kept his mouth shut. He was afraid that things would change between you and him as soon as you’d put a label on whatever you two had going on. While he loved you more than anything and you were one of the few people he truly trusted with his whole heart, you were still his best friend. If you would reject him, for whatever reason, he had no idea if he'd ever get over it. Maybe part of him would rather live with his feelings in silence than losing you completely.

His hand reached out to your shoulder, fingertips dancing against your warm skin and when you turned your head to look at him and smiled happily, he could’ve sworn his heart stopped beating for a second. The way you were looking at him, the way your hair was dancing in the wind… you were goddamn near ethereal.

‘‘You sure kept them both in good shape,’’ he said as you were looking ahead at the road again and you raised an eyebrow, laughing softly. You could guess what he meant by ‘both’, but you liked teasing him just as much as he liked to tease you, and you wanted to hear him say it. ‘‘Both?’’ You asked, trying to sound clueless, but your smile was betraying you. Still, he played along.

‘‘Your body and that of my car,’’ he said with a laugh and when you looked at him again, his eyes were wandering down your chest to your bare sunkissed thighs. Rolling your eyes, you shook your head a little and laughed, looking at the road again in hopes he didn’t see the heat rushing to your face. ‘‘Pupule,’’

‘‘I’ll show you who’s crazy. Step on it, baby!’’ he laughed excitedly and you were happy to oblige, pressing your foot down harder on the gas pedal to bring him home. You couldn’t wait for life to start falling in its normal pace again, meeting up with Chad pretty much every day and unfortunately, having to face his very annoying mother whenever you’d come over. It was worth having to listen to her blabbering if it meant you could stay close to her son.

Chadwick on the other hand had other ideas and reached his hands out to the wheel, steering to the right to take a turn off of the main road. ‘‘Chad!’’ You yelled in shock, looking at him with wide eyes as your fingertips clenched around the wheel and he just laughed, sitting back down as you managed to get the car under control again. ‘‘I’m not going home now. Wikiwiki, to the beach,’’ he grinned as he bit his lip, raising both eyebrows at you suggestively and playfully before he turned up the volume of the radio even higher and you rolled your eyes, shaking your head with a laugh. You still did as told though, making your way to the small beach you and him had claimed as your secret hang out spot. It wasn’t swarmed with tourists and rarely visited by locals─the perfect place for you and Chadwick to have privacy.

You let the vehicle come to a stop right next to the little hut on the beach, killing the engine as you looked at Chadwick. He was already out of the car and grabbing his bags, eager to get out of his military clothing and into the water. ‘‘Chad, don’t you want to go home and see your parents? We can go for a swim later today,’’ you asked as you looked at him, your hands still on the wheel and he shook his head determinedly, closing the car door with his hip. ‘‘Definitely not, baby. I just got back, I want to have some time for myself before I get bombarded with questions and they start plannin’ my future the way they want to,’’

You sighed and opened the door, getting out of the car to walk around it and stand in front of him. You placed your hands on his chest─nothing about it was sexual in any way, but it still made goosebumps arise on Chad’s skin, despite the heat of the island.

‘‘M-Maybe I’ll just stay here for a while,’’ he said, nodding his head to the hut and you frowned, shaking your head.

‘‘C’mon, Chad. You’re not gonna stay here! You’ve got a beautiful house in Kahala and a family,’’ you reminded him, as if he didn’t already know. He sighed as he rolled his eyes, stepping away from you to walk further onto the sand, dropping his bags on the few steps that led up to the hut.

‘‘For the whole time I was overseas, I got a letter from my folks every week reminding me of my beautiful home and my beautiful future in my dad’s beautiful pineapple business,’’ he said theatrically as he looked back at you when you were in front of him again, hands on your hips. You knew how he felt about his parents wanting him to follow into his fathers’ footsteps─the idea of it made him want to gag. He was often very stubborn and smug about it, telling anyone who’d ask that it definitely wasn’t happening, but you knew how it frustrated him to no end because he was unsure about his future. He cried to you about it before and you’d hold him in your arms, telling him he could be and do anything he wanted in the world and he believed it. He always believed you.

‘‘And the more they reminded me, the more I knew I couldn’t come back here with the rest of my life laid out for me,’’ he sighed, his shoulders slumping a little and you gave him a sympathetic smile, squeezing his bicep softly. ‘‘I wanna do things on my own, make something of myself,’’

‘‘You’ve been feeling this way for a long time, Chad. You have to tell them eventually,’’ you said, trying to ignore how firm his bicep felt under your palm. Calm down, Y/N─you’re comforting your friend, now is not the time to think unholy thoughts about him. Chadwick barely noticed the inner battle you had going on.

‘‘I will!’’ He said matter of factly, making you raise your eyebrows. He definitely wouldn’t.

‘‘When?’’ You shot back at him, raising an eyebrow as you tilted your head a little.

‘‘When the time is right,’’ he grinned, leaning closer in to you and you laughed softly, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. ‘‘Please do it fast, Chadwick,’’ you told him, trying to sound stern, but you giggled as he pressed you firm against his chest, tickling your neck with kisses. ‘‘I don’t know how long I can wait for you to grow up,’’ you said playfully, maybe even a little challenging. Chadwick definitely took it as the latter as he pulled back and looked at you, raising an eyebrow. He was about to throw a playful threat at your head but you already pushed him off of you and kicked your heels off in the sand, running closer to the water. You weren’t planning on actually getting in, since you had to go to work soon and wouldn’t have time to go back home to get changed, but Chadwick had other plans.

He ran after you and grabbed your arm, tugging you along into the water, making you scream and gasp. ‘‘No, Chad!’’ You shrieked as he wrapped his arms around your waist, throwing you away from him deeper into the water. You sputtered for a second, gasping with wide eyes as you came back up. You were soaked to the bone, your hair sticking to your face. You were quick as you made your way back to him and before he could get out of the water, you jumped on his back to make him fall, getting your revenge. You laughed devilishly, running out of the water but ofcourse, he was quick to follow.

When he managed to grab your arm and you lost your balance, you took him right along with you onto the sand. He laughed happily as he hovered above you, planting his lips onto yours again. This time, you felt his tongue prodding at your lips and you were quick to gain him access, letting out a deep sigh in his mouth. His hand ran down your side, finding its home on your hip as he shamelessly explored your mouth like he had done so many times before. You never wanted this moment to end but when your boss’ face flashed in front of your closed eyes and you were reminded by how soaked you were by sand sticking to places you’d rather not mention, you pushed him off of you and sat up, laughing a little.

‘‘What’s so funny?’’ He grinned, sitting up with you, his hands trying to tug down the straps of your dress.

‘‘I bought this dress just for today and now it’s completely ruined,’’ you pouted and he pecked your lips.

‘‘You know something? On you, wet is my favorite color,’’

Rolling your eyes, you laughed but placed a hand on his chest to prevent him from leaning in and kissing you again. He grabbed your wrists, trying to fight you off but you managed to get back on your feet, keeping him at bay. ‘‘I really have to go, Chad. I have a job, you know?’’ you grinned playfully, sticking out your tongue as you pulled your dress down a little, visibly cringing by how uncomfortable the wet fabric felt against your skin.

‘‘You can’t,’’ he said simply, getting up from the sand as he placed his hands on his hips, grinning widely and smugly as if he was in on some kind of secret. ‘‘You’re not getting in my car like that,’’ he hummed, walking up the steps to grab his bags. You cursed under your breath as you let your arms hang next to your body, squeezing your eyes shut as you threw your head back. You weren’t about to ruin his car just because you were stubborn and after thinking it over for a few short seconds, you figured that you just couldn’t leave… right? Right?!

Your boss could wait.

‘‘C’mon, I even bought you a bikini and everything,’’ he wiggled his eyebrows when you looked at him again and to you, he wouldn’t even have to say another word to convince you. Bathing suit or not, you would’ve stayed─it wasn’t like you had much of a choice, anyways.

The two piece bathing suit he bought came from Paris and was very… skimpy. Not something you’d usually wear, but since it was just you and Chadwick, you didn’t care much. He had seen you in less.

When you stepped out of the hut after putting it on, his back was turned to you as he stood on the steps, looking at the way the sun sparkled on the clear blue water. He was wearing nothing but little white swimming shorts that hugged his ass perfectly. You’d be lying if you said it didn’t made you want to slap that full ass or sink your teeth into his thighs.

As you cleared your throat and he turned around, the feeling was definitely mutual. He had seen you in swimwear plenty times before, but it got him riled up every time. You posed for him by placing your hands on your hips and raising your chin, a smug grin on your face─the two piece didn’t leave much up to the imagination and he was quick in his movements as he strided toward you, snaking his arms around your waist and pressing you firmly against his chest.

‘‘Don’t you want to swim?’’ You asked him, hoping his answer would be no as you wrapped your arms around him, fingertips playing with his still wet hair.

‘‘Not anymore,’’ He said with that signature smile of his, leaning in to kiss you again before you even had another chance to speak. You weren’t complaining, you’d gladly let Chadwick Gates shut you up at any time of the day.

You hadn’t planned to be in the position you were currently in, but ofcourse Chad had persuaded you as he always did. Your worries about work and Chadwick not going home to his family as he should completely disappeared like snow in the warmth of the winter sun as your best friend’s hands were on your hips, guiding your rhythm as you were shamelessly grinding yourself on his thigh on a public beach. He had pulled out a random chair from inside the hut, sitting down on it as he simply told you to get yourself off on him─after seeing you in that bikini, he just couldn’t hold himself back anymore and while it looked beautiful on you, you looked even better without it. The pieces of fabric were currently laying somewhere on the deck in front of the hut, leaving you completely bare and vulnerable for your best friend to admire. Perhaps you would’ve been a little more shy, but you were so turned on and you were so over the moon about the fact that he was back home, that you simply not gave a damn right now. All you cared about was how he was motivating you to go faster, chasing your high.

‘‘Oh, baby,’’ he hummed, slipping one hand up your side, his large palm perking up your boob by squeezing it softly, leaning forward to swirl the tip of his tongue over your nipple. ‘‘Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes,’’ he whispered against your skin and despite the wildness of the water behind you, you heard him perfectly fine and it got you moving even harder on his thigh. The feeling of your clit rubbing against his flexing thigh made it impossible for you to keep quiet and he certainly wasn’t complaining about that, the sound of your moans and whines tightening his already tight shorts.

Your hands flew into his hair as you looked down at him, watching how he was lapping at your nipples, switching between breasts as his other hand joined with squeezing them. He looked up at you, lips tugged into a grin as he flicked his tongue against the sensitive buds before he’d bite and suck on them softly. He kept his eyes on your face the entire time, making you grip onto his locks even harder but he wasn’t bothered by it for a second.

‘‘Oh my God.. Chad,’’ you moaned breathlessly, your hips picking up speed as you were getting so close to coming undone on his freaking thigh. So close you could almost touch it, taste it. He felt it by the way your hips stuttered, faltering in rhythm a little and his hands flew back to your waist as his muscles underneath your flexed harder. His lips found yours, dipping his tongue into your mouth as you hadn’t been able to close your mouth with how you were becoming a moaning and panting mess on top of him more and more by the second. He drank in every sound that rolled off of your tongue and you loosened your grip in his hair, wrapping your arms around his shoulders to push him against you firmly. He let you squeeze him in your embrace as he fed you a moan of himself when he felt your nails digging into his skin, leaving marks behind as you dragged them up his back in between his shoulder blades.

You pulled back from the kiss to gasp for air and moan embarrassingly loud when your orgasm washed over you so deliciously underneath the warmth of the Hawaiian sun. Even though you and Chad weren’t a couple, you hadn’t been intimate with anyone in two years. You hadn’t been intimate with anyone ever since you fucked your best friend, simply because you couldn’t. You couldn’t picture yourself with anyone else other than him anymore and you lied to yourself, telling yourself that he felt the same and hadn’t been with anyone else in the meanwhile either. You figured living a lie was better than have your heart broken.

He was mimicking your facial expressions automatically, but you knew it wasn’t out of mockery. He was so captivated by you and your beauty, especially in a position like this, that he was focused on you and only you. He hadn’t noticed his friends in a rowing boat coming closer to the beach until they were waving and shouting, trying to catch his attention. They were succesful and when he saw them, he widened his eyes and lifted you up from his lap. He quickly got up and grabbed one of the towels he had randomly thrown on the ground, wrapping it around you. You were still a little wobbly on your feet, but as you caught sight of his friends and how close they were getting, you widened your eyes in the same shock and gathered your bikini from the floor, as well as your dress that had mostly dried up in the sun. You moved so quick that it made your head spin─putting on your dress in the hut, throwing the towel into Chad’s direction before you ran over to his car. You threw the bikini and your shoes in the backseat, practically jumping in the vehicle as you started the engine.

‘‘Hey! I don’t get a kiss?’’ He yelled playfully at you, awkwardly holding his towel in front of him to hide his hardened cock that was very visible in his shorts. You blew him a kiss, laughing as you waved at him before you drove off, finally going to work.

You were still reeling from the orgasm you just had, your heart drumming in your ears, but you knew you and Chad would pick up right where you left off upon seeing each other again.

 It took Chadwick a week to go home and face his parents, pretending he had just come home from the military. His father knew his son had been home for longer but knowing how hysterical his wife could get, he kept his mouth shut. Mr. Gates also knew that Chad mostly spend his time with you, so he did not mind it all too much─you were a nice girl. A nice, working girl, who could possibly persuade his son into rolling into the family’s pineapple business. In that week, you did manage to get Chadwick a job, but it certainly wasn’t the type his parents were hoping for. But Chadwick loved it─he knew Hawaii like the back of his hand, so becoming a tour guide seemed only logical to him. It was a business he could see himself growing deeper into and exploring further and when his parents found out nonetheless, he still didn’t give it up.

You liked working together with Chadwick and you thought he was a marvelous tour guide, but you hated yourself for putting Miss Prentice and her four female students in his care. You were too busy to take care of them yourself as you were mostly stuck at the agency with your boss, who lived in his own world most of the time. Sometimes you thought you were the one running this business.

You knew that you didn’t have to be at Chadwick’s appointment with the five ladies tonight, but your jealousy got the best of you so you dressed up in your best dress and made your way to the Island Inn where you knew he’d be to show the girls their first ‘Luau’. You could be totally reaching and overreacting, but you hadn’t missed the way Miss Prentice and her students nearly undressed your best friend with their eyes. Ladies man or not, you weren’t going to let your Chadwick be eaten alive by a bunch of horned up tourists.

As you arrived at the festivities that were held at the Inn, the tourists weren’t hard to spot, wearing lei’s as they sipped their mai-tai’s, probably too drunk to walk straight by the end of the evening. Chadwick immediately spotted you from the small stage he was on, playing his little ukelele as he was entertaining the guests with a song. You always knew he was a good singer and often tried to convince to actually do something with his talent, but he’d always wave you off. He shot you a grin and a wink and you were relieved he didn’t seem annoyed at your presence. You almost felt guilty for coming here, for not trusting him although he didn’t have to explain himself to you in any way, until you walked over to Miss Prentice’s table and saw all of their flirty smiles and dreamy eyes focused on Chad.

‘‘Miss L/N, come sit,’’ Miss Prentice smiled happily as she pulled a chair back out for you and you mustered up your most friendly smile, sitting down. ‘‘I thought you weren’t coming tonight?’’ she questioned and you wondered if that was disappointment that you heard. Instead of attacking the poor woman, you kept your cool and played your part. ‘‘I wasn’t, but Chadwick called me earlier asking me to come,’’ you lied smoothly and she just nodded, placing one of the untouched drinks in front of you.

As Chadwick finished his song and came back to the table, he smiled brightly at you as he leaned down to kiss your cheek before sitting down next to you. ‘‘What are you doing here?’’ he asked in a whisper. His tone was neutral, but to your ears it sounded like something else entirely.

‘‘Why? Do you not want me here?’’ You whispered back hurriedly, looking away from him with a small eye roll, putting your attention back on the girls at the table who were complimenting him on his performance. His hand disappeared underneath your hair, fingertips squeezing the back of your neck softly as he grinned at you. He knew exactly why you were here.

Ellie, one of Miss Prentice’s girls, didn’t seem so supportive and you didn’t miss the way she’d mumble under her breath, throwing annoyed glares Chadwick’s way. You squinted your eyes at her, putting your drink down.

‘‘Is there a problem, miss Corbett?’’ You blurted out before you could stop yourself and Chad squeezed your neck a little harder, silently warning you. He knew you had a bit of a temper at times, especially when it came to him, and he’d usually feel flattered. Hell, he’d even cheer you on when you got into it with someone, but right now you and him were working and the company couldn’t risk to lose a group of tourists. You’d both be fired on the spot. You ignored him, keeping your eyes on the blonde seventeen year old across from you.

‘‘Would you care if there was, miss L/N? You’re not my tour guide,’’ She said nonchalantly, but the tone of her voice obviously hinted that she was challenging you. She even raised a cocky eyebrow, twirling a lock of hair around her finger.

Your nostrils flared a little in anger, muscles tensing and Chadwick suddenly grabbed your hands, laughing as he pulled you up from your seat. ‘‘Let’s dance, you little rascal,’’ he hissed through his teeth, already pulling you to the dance floor before you could protest. You shot Ellie a glare over your shoulder but your attention was pulled back to your best friend as he twirled you around, catching you in his arms.

 ‘‘What’s happening here, Y/N?’’ He questioned, raising an amused eyebrow as he looked down at you, swaying you to the music. You were barely moving along on your own accord, making things a little harder for him. You huffed and looked away from him, your eyebrows tensed with annoyance. He licked his lips, an amused smile falling on his face. ‘‘Are you jealous?’’ He spoke softly as he leaned in closer to you, but it was loud enough for you to hear. You shot your head back in his direction, nearly scoffing in his face. Yes, you were goddamn jealous, but he didn’t need to know that.

‘‘Jealous? Tsk. I wouldn’t know of what,’’ You said, trying to sound casual, having to look away from him again to not raise any suspicion. He already knew you were jealous with how you were practically turning green, but he decided not to expose you. Yet. Instead, he leaned in and kissed your cheek, lips moving dangerously closer to yours and you planted your hands on his chest. ‘‘Chad, we’re working,’’ you hissed as if you hadn’t almost gone head to head with a client a minute ago. He looked over your shoulder, shrugging as he then grinned at you. ‘‘They’re not looking, baby,’’

You sighed and pushed him away, giggling softly. You weren’t in danger or in need for help in any way or whatsoever, but apparently a drunk tourist thought you were and decided to take on the role of your hero. You were pulled out of Chadwick’s arms by a much older man who held onto you, looking at you with dazed eyes.

‘‘Is this man bothering you, sweetie?’’ He slurred, nodding to Chadwick who raised his eyebrows. He knew you could handle yourself, but he was still ready to step in when needed.

‘‘No, sir, he’s not,’’ you said, trying to be polite as you tried to peel his hands off of you. He wouldn’t budge, holding onto you as he squinted his eyes at Chadwick. ‘‘You keep your filthy hands off this young lady!’’

‘‘Hey, I ain’t the one touchin’ her now, am I?’’ Although a question, the comment didn’t come out as one and you heard how his voice dropped an octave or two, sending a chill down your spine. The drunk tourist turned to you and wrapped his arms around your shoulders, pulling you into his side to take you away from Chadwick. Before your friend could come after you, you pushed the drunk off of you and slapped him across the face. The man gasped in shock, stumbling on his feet a little─drunk or not, he raised his hand, about to hit you but he was stopped as Chadwick grabbed his wrist and landed a punch straight across the man’s jaw. You gasped as the drunk seemed to recover sooner than you would’ve thought, wanting to return the favor to your friend but Chadwick ducked just in time, the man’s fist connecting to a waiter’s nose.

Before you knew it, the Island Inn had turned into utter chaos. People were getting pushed around and slapped left and right, food and drinks flying through the air. Even the musicians and waiters were getting in on it and if you wouldn’t have seen it with your own two eyes, you would never believed how a watermelon was thrown by someone, flying right by your nose. You leaned back, stumbling in Chadwick’s arms and he pulled you down as the same drunk man from before was coming for him again. You grabbed his hand and laughed as you felt adrenaline rushing through your veins, pulling him back to Miss Prentice’s table. Most of the girls were hiding under tables and your eyes fell on Ellie who was joining any fight she could get into. You let go of Chadwick’s hand, striding toward her with a mai-tai in hand.

‘‘Y/N, NO!’’ Chadwick yelled as he ran after you but he was too late─you threw the beverage right into the blonde’s face as she turned around, making her scream hysterically as she squeezed her eyes shut. She had no idea who it came from and as she reached out her hands to grab onto the culprit, Chadwick wrapped his arms around your waist and lifted you off of the floor, taking the chance to make a run for it. He took you out of the restaurant and hotel, but he couldn’t get very far as a few cop cars pulled up and the both of you were stopped by two policemen. ‘‘I oughta beat your ass myself,’’ he threatened in your ear with a laugh and all you could do was laugh like an absolute fool, waving at him as he was tugged to one of the police cars and you were pushed in the other one.

You had expected for your father to throw a fit in the middle of the police station when he bailed you out the next morning─you knew that he was probably already aware of your arrest last night but he let you stay in there overnight for you to learn your lesson. You probably didn’t learn any lessons at all, but you did apologize to your father, thanking him for getting you out of there.

‘‘What about Chad?’’ You asked as he took you out of the station and to the car. Your father sighed and looked at you from the other side of the vehicle, unlocking the doors. ‘‘I am sure Mr. Gates cares enough to get his son out of jail. Now let’s go home to your grandmother so she knows you haven’t turned into a full blown criminal,’’ he said, chuckling softly about his own attempt at a joke and you rolled your eyes, looking at the police station. You had no idea if he was still in there or not, but you didn’t exactly have a choice other than to get in your fathers’ car and go home.

Chadwick was indeed bailed out of jail by his father who was livid at his actions and the situation. On the entire drive home, Mr. Gates went on and on about how it was time to give up on his own silly dreams and he had to quit his job, making sure his son would get it through his head that there was no steady future in the tourist industry, nor with you. Chadwick didn’t say a word, but his anger and annoyance were eating at him on the inside─he wanted to yell and scream, tell his father to get it through his thick skull that he would never ever get into the pineapple business. He’d rather die than become the vice president of a company he didn’t give a damn about, having people talk behind his back and smile in his face because he was the boss’s son. The thought of every single day being the same almost made him want to roll down the window and throw up.

Ofcourse, his mother was in hysterics when he came walking through the front door with his father and he barely had time to step inside the house as she practically threw herself in her son’s arms.

‘‘My baby!’’ She cried out, squeezing him firmly in her embrace and he let out a groan, rolling his eyes at his mothers’ antics. ‘‘Oh, my baby’s home from the big house,’’ she said dramatically as she squeezed his face in her hands, as if he had been gone for years and this was the first time she was finally able to see and hold him again.

‘‘Sarah Lee, will you forget those old movies?’’ Mr. Gates sighed, tired of his wife’s ways as he slipped his hands into the pockets of his suit pants, giving his wife an annoyed look.

‘‘Oh, are you okay, my Chadwick?’’ She sighed as she ignored her husband and released her son’s face, grabbing onto his hands instead. ‘‘They didn’t grill you under a lamp or anything?’’

He couldn’t do anything else but laugh─honestly, he had no idea how she came up with most of the things she said. ‘‘No, mom. No grilling, no lamp. I’m just fine,’’ he chuckled, trying to stop himself from rolling his eyes once more. She nodded and let go of his hands, sighing deeply and theatrically.

‘‘Oh, I do hope this doesn’t get back home. Daddy, there hasn’t been a Gates in jail since the revenuers caught your moonshinin’ uncle squeezing corn,’’ she said matter of factly as she looked at her husband and Chadwick bit his tongue, though he couldn’t stop the corners of his mouth from raising into a smile. ‘‘He was your uncle, Sarah Lee. He was a Polk,’’ he threw back at her, groaning softly and Chad chuckled, turning back to look at his mother.

‘‘Mom, I’m sorry, honestly, but it wasn’t my fault,’’ he said, giving her a soft smile as he tried to sound as innocent as possible. All in the hopes that she’d just forget about it and let him go. He was getting impatient, wanting to go to your house to see if you were there or if you were still in jail. He doubted it though, knowing your father wouldn’t do that to you.

‘‘Oh, I know that, dear. It’s those people you hang around with,’’ she smiled lovingly at him, caressing his cheek. ‘‘Mostly that L/N girl, she’s the one to blame,’’ she said as if it was totally obvious. As if he knew that too. He frowned his eyebrows as he pulled his head out of her reach, taking a step back. He was aware how his mother felt about you but he never allowed her to speak badly about you before and he wasn’t about to start now.

‘‘Y/N had nothing to do with it,’’ he defended you, clenching his jaw a little. His mother shrugged innocently, smiling. ‘‘Well, she was there, wasn’t she? And you got that job working in her tourist place… Who else can we blame?’’ She sighed, keeping her eyes on her son as she was ignoring the warning glare from her husband. ‘‘She’s pulling you down to her level. You’re above her, Chadwick, when will you realise that?’’

‘‘I won’t listen that kind of talk,’’ Chadwick said, stepping away from his mother. Before he was able to leave, his father grabbed onto his arm.

‘‘Well, then listen to this,’’ Mr. Gates spoke up, raising his voice and Chad sighed, rolling his eyes up to the ceiling for a second before he turned around, pulling his arm out of his fathers’ grip. ‘‘You’ve tried it your way and you’ve made a mess of it. Now you’ll try it our way and our way means no more wasting your life away on the beach with your friends, no more brainless jobs and no more Y/N. Do you understand what I’m saying?’’

Chadwick squinted his eyes a little at his father, annoyance making his bones tingle as he squeezed his hands into fists before sprawling out his fingers. ‘‘Yes sir, but I can’t promise I’ll go along with it,’’ he spat back stubbornly.

‘‘If you remain in this house, you’ll go along with it,’’ his father told him matter of factly and Chadwick sighed, looking his father dead in the eye. ‘‘I’m sorry, sir. You just made the decision for me,’’ he said, doing his best to keep his voice under control and steady. Before the fight could go any further, he brushed by his fathers’ shoulder and strided to the front door, hand grabbing onto the doorknob.

‘‘Chadwick! Think of who you are!’’ His mother exclaimed desperately and he sighed, turning around to look at his parents. ‘‘Remember, you come from a fine family!’’

‘‘Yeah and you’ll do enough remembering for both of us, Mom,’’ he spat at her, turning the door knob in his palm. Before he could get a reaction out of them, he swung the door open and stepped outside, letting the door slam shut behind him loudly. In the process, he bumped right into your frame.

You heard the entire conversation, pacing back and forth on the other side of the door. You heard him fight with his parents before, but right now you felt like you were partly to blame for all of this. You had gotten him a job as a guide at the place you worked at and if you hadn’t shown up at the luau, there probably wouldn’t have been a fight and he wouldn’t have gotten arrested.

‘‘Chad..’’ you whispered and he nearly broke down at the pity on your tongue and the sympathy in your eyes. Instead, he just shook his head and got into his car that you still drove around seeing he liked driving the company’s car

‘‘Just get me out of here, please,’’ he mumbled as he sat down in the passenger seat, waiting for you to take him away from his family home as far as you possibly could.

[the-desilittle-bird]

Author's Note- Another Desi imagine!!! I hope you all like this.

Thank you and Enjoy your reading!

Mistakes Are Common

Sebastian Stan x Desi!Reader

Summary- One small mistake and the process starts again...

Tag List- @shopping, @bbgmonsay, @lastwandastan, @eudximoniakr, @girlnred, @hc-geralt-23, @minaxcarter, @tonystarksbitch, @moon-light1415, @hermosa4285, @narcy, @ell0ra-br3kk3r, @instabul, @b-tchymoon

GIF Credits to @speckled-jim

Punches were being thrown left and right, pants and breathy shakes audible as necessary comments were spoken.

She smirked as she landed the perfect punch on his side, making him growl like an enraged animal. The reply of the punch was a series of precisely placed punches and jabs, which she dodged rather easily.

"It seems your skills have rusted with time," she said smirking as she landed a kick on his knees. Another grunt of pain was heard, making the smirk widen.

"Come on, old man. I know you can do better," she taunted. She felt her combat boots' heel meet something hard, tilting her head back to find her back lightly meeting the wall.

She felt a heavy thing collide in her left side, realizing the reality a bit too late. A hand wrapped around her neck, pressing her into the wall hard and lifting her up.

"What happened now?" A voice came, sounding a bit restrainted. "How about... you help me?" She asked, gasping for air as she clawed at the metal arm. A groan was the voice's response.

She said the man's name as she clawed his hand.

And that was the mistake. Wrong name. She was supposed to say Bucky but what came out was Seb.

Sebastian let out an airy chuckle, carefully placing her down on her feet. Laughter from the crwe filled the studio. The loudest of them belonging to Robert, Chadwick and Sebastian.

"I hope you are recording them," Sebastian turned to the cameraman, grinning ear-to-ear. Just the opposite of what he was a few moments ago. "Yes boss," the cameraman replied with a salute.

"I am sorry," (Y/N) mutters under her breath, taking a deep breath. "This is the sixth time, (Y/N)," reminded Joe, trying hard not to chuckle. "Fifth," (Y/N) said defensively, folding her hands in front of her. "Of course, babe," Sebastian said teasingly with a smirk.

"Sebastian," Robert said, mimicking (Y/N) as he made a pout and continued, "come and give me a kiss." (Y/N) could feel herself glaring as she felt embarrassed. "Seb baby," Chadwick joined Robert, placing his hands on Robert's shoulder and making a smooching noise.

"Chup yaar," (shut up guys) (Y/N) whined, her mother tongue slipping out softly. "What was that?" Robert and Chadwick asked at the same time, tilting their heads to the side.

(Y/N) felt her face burn with embarrassment, turning to face Sebastian. "Shut up, guys. Let the girl live," Sebastian said with a chuckle, wrapping his hands around her waist and hugging her.

"You will get your chance of whining my name when I wrap my hand around your neck at home, darling. Let's give Russos their shot and be done, so we can go home early," Sebastian whispered, winking at her.

"Main maar dalungi tumko," (I will kill you) she replied, voice barely audible as she hid her face in his neck in embarrassment. "You have already killed me, my love," Sebastian said, smiling dreamily. Placing a kiss on her head, rubbing his nose against hers.

"That's enough, guys. Let's do this from the top," Anthony announced, smiling pityingly at (Y/N). "Oh yes. So that (Y/N) can whine our metal man's name again," Robert said with an eye roll. "I will not mess it up this time," (Y/N) said with determination.

Hums of approval met (Y/N)'s determined statement. She looked up, praying to the God to help her. "I would not mind you saying my name again," Sebastian whispered, making (Y/N) growl and punch him in his chest.

Sebastian let out a laugh, making the Russo Brothers roll their eyes in annoyance. "That's enough, guys," Anthony said. "Let's start from the beginning everyone. Take your positions all." And with that everyone made their way to their initial positions.

[paisholotus]

Hard Times

T'challa x black fem reader

Summary: T’Challa’s wife is dealing with the after effects of having a baby.

Warnings: Postpartum Depression, Strong Language, Mentions Of Suicidal Thoughts

Translations: Sthandwa (My Love) Intombazana yomntwana ( Baby Girl) Uthando lwam (Beloved) Ukumkanikazi wam ( My Queen) Ndiyakuthanda ( I Love You) Ndiyakuthanda, nawe ( Love You, Too) Nobabini ( Both Of You)

❗DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED❗

Requested By: @bluesapphire2

A/N: This MF Long. But I hope you like it fren. And I hope y'all like it

3rd Pov

It’s the most glorifying day for the kingdom of Wakanda. A new heir has been born.

Princess Lesedi Udaku came into the world. Her name meaning “Ray Of Light”, she gave that to her family and everyone who knew about her.

Except for the most important person. Her mother. Who couldn't seem to have any light in her eyes, when she looked at her daughter.

The King T’Challa fawned over his daughter even more since she was born. She was a perfect mix of him and his wife, having both of your features. T’Challa’s high cheekbones, your smooth coco brown skin, his tight curls, and your big beautiful brown eyes. She was beyond the words perfect, she was everything he could have imagined. T'challa thanks Bast every day, for bringing his beloved Intombazana yomntwana into the world.

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Y/N Pov

I looked at her and felt nothing but emptiness. I couldn’t help the blank expression on my face when I held her close to my chest, holding her skin to skin. It’s not that i didn’t love her. How could i not love her? SHE'S FUCKING MINE, FOR BAST SAKE! Shit, I begged for her. I spent 9 months caring and nurturing her, but why did i feel nothing when she looked at me? I felt absolutely nothing, and it was gut wrenching. I waited and prayed for my child, and she's gets here and I couldn't feel nothing. What is wrong with me?

T’Challa, being the observant husband he was, noticed the joy i had during my pregnancy disappeared once our child actually came. His face held concern every time he looked at me. I would hear him ask his mother Ramonda, about what was wrong with me, and she simply replied with: “My son, she spent 12 hours in labor trying to give birth to your daughter. She is exhausted, mentally and physically. Give her time, she'll be fine and back to herself in no time."

It's been two weeks, i had multiple mood swings. I was irritable, and having thoughts about my baby that i shouldn't be having. And it scared the hell out of me, because Bast knows i would never hurt my baby. I didn't have the strength to be around my little girl, but I was constantly sad because i wasn’t around her.

What added to my stress was me not producing enough milk as much as i wanted to. I already felt like i didn't bond with her, but now I couldn't do the SIMPLEST THING which is feed my baby. I slowly felt myself getting more and more depressed. I started thinking what good is it for me to be here, if I couldn't feel any love for my child. I truly felt broken.

T'challa walked into the room as I paced back and forth beside the bed. “Why am I feeling this way, T’Challa?!” i questioned him angrily as hot tears ran down my cheeks.

He looked like he didn't know what to say, but walked towards me. “I-I do- I do not know, my love, but it'll get better. You know I'm always here for you." He said, reaching out for me.

I glared at him backing away taking in a ragged breathe. I angrily placed my hands on the sides of my head, and let out a choked sob. I looked back at him, his eyes glossy and a frown on his face. And it made me Angry! Not because of him, because of the stress and worry I was putting him through. It just seemed like I couldn't do ANYTING FUCKING RIGHT!

“Get out, T’Challa.” i turned my back away from him, so he wouldn't see me crying, and walked towards the bed, to get in the covers. When he attempted to grab me, i pushed him away.

“I SAID FUCKING LEAVE!” He slowly backed away, and began walking out of the room. I got in the bed and pulled the covers over my head, and began sobbing. What is happening to me?

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T’Challa’s Pov

I went to the doctor monitoring Y/N and Lesedi. The doctor informed me that it was common for her to be extremely sad, which occurs in a lot of women after giving birth.

“The Queen is suffering from postpartum depression, my king.” he told me. I looked at him confused.

“I've never heard of this....depression.” i was genuinely confused. I did not know she was depressed. How could i not see this? I just want to understand why.

“How is she depressed? She gave birth to the child we begged Bast for? I don't understand why she isn't happy. I said, looking at the doctor who gave me a sympathetic look.

“It’s not that she is not happy, T'challa. Her hormones, her worries, the stress of dealing with a newborn, can all bring upon this depression.” he said. He went to grab his clip board and started naming all the symptoms of Postpartum Depression.

anger

anxiety

guilt

hopelessness

loss of interest or pleasure in activities

mood swings

panic attacks

I folded my arms and frowned at each symptom he named. My Love was going through all this this?

Uncontrollable crying

irritability

restlessness

 fatigue or loss of appetite

depression or fear

The thought of Y/N feeling like this, and trying to deal with it by herself hurt me. I felt tears brim my eyes but I quickly held my composure. I needed to be strong for Y/N, and to make sure she knew I was here for her.

I now had a better understanding, and thanked him, taking my leave to check on Y/N. I don't know what's going on with my Uthando lwam, but I will not stop until I figure it out.

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3rd Pov

T'challa walked in the room to see you in the bedroom again curled up in a ball. You were in bed with a pained look on your face. Y/N saw his face, and looked like she wanted to cry even more. This wasn’t only hurting you, it was hurting him too. It was hurting the baby. He got into bed and after a few moments of silence, he spoke.

"I need you to tell me what's going on with you, Sthandwa."

Y/N sighed deeply, shaking her head and turning away from him.

“You won’t understand, T’Challa.”He turned your body back towards him and stared into your eyes. “You’re not letting me understand. We are one, Ukumkanikazi wam. You can't keep shutting me out. I need you, our daughter needs you." He said, softly.

"She deserves a mother that’s happy to be around her and I’m not. I feel EMPTY! And I don’t understand because those 9 months I spent with her in my STOMACH, I felt so close to her but now she’s actually here and I don't feel ANYTHING! LIKE WHAT IS THE POINT?! I CAN'T FEED HER RIGHT! EVERY TIME I TRY TO HOLD HER SHE CRIES! AND IT'S MY FAULT BECAUSE WE DON'T HAVE A BOND! I just feel like she'll be better off without me." She said, As tears streamed down her face.

He grabbed your face. “D-Do...... Do not say that! You are everything to me and you are everything to her. Do not say you are nothing! AND SHE WOULDN'T BE BETTER OFF! AND NEITHER WOULD I! WE NEED YOU! this WORLD and this COUNTRY NEEDS YOU! Do you understand?" Y/N wrapped her arms around his neck, and cried into his shoulder and slowly nodded.

T'challa rubbed her back soothingly and kissed the side of her head, and turned her head so she could look at him. "I need you. Our daughter needs you. This kingdom needs you. You have to believe me when I say you are needed.”

After a hour of them comforting each other, T'challa got an idea, and kissed Y/N's head saying he'll be right back. Y/N sat up against the headboard and watched her husband walk out. Y/N sat in thought and tried to think positive, her and T'challa was going to make it through this, she'll just have to keep fighting.

T'challa walked in carrying Lesedi as she dranked from her baby bottle. T'challa got In bed beside his Queen, and slowly handed Lesedi to Y/N. She carefully took her and stared into her big brown eyes. Lesedi stared at her mama and reached her little chubby arm up and placed her hand on her mama's cheek, smiling letting out a gurgling noise.

Suddenly, it all hit her. A rush of happiness, joy, and love came barreling into Y/N, tears streaming down her face, as she started laughing. Y/N prepped many kisses on her daughters face. This is your daughter. This is yours. All yours. You knew you loved her with every fiber of your being, but now you finally felt it, and it was the most indescribable feeling you ever felt in your life.

T'challa looked at his wife with tears in his own eyes, and scooted over wrapping his arm around her back, and kissed her cheek.

"Ndiyakuthanda." He whispered to her. She turned to look at him with the biggest smile he's seen in a long time. "Ndiyakuthanda, nawe." And kissed his lips, pulling away and looking back at her daughter. "Nobabini"

[mbakuxblackpanther]

Hey y'all my next imagine was gonna be about T'challa but I just thought of one of the most interesting story plots for M'baku and I need to write it or imma forget 😂😭I'm also gonna put music in this next one for y'all to listen to while reading so stay tuned!

P.S: All of my work/stories come directly from the ideas I come up with. If my story resembles yours in any way, shape, or form it's coincidental

[chaneajoyyy]

Do you know of any Halloween/fall M’Baku or T’Challa fics?

M'BAKU / T'CHALLA HALLOWEEN/FALL FICS

M'BAKU HALLOWEEN/FALL FICS

shadows in the closet- @supersizemeplz

risky dreams- @eerythingisshaka

wakanda as warewolves imagines, wakandan supernatural au’s/imagines, willing heart, your worst nightmare- @youreallyshouldtalkmore

the arrival series- @muse-of-mbaku

girl of his dreams- @tchallasbabymama

T'CHALLA HALLOWEEN/FALL FICS

three king of dreams (ft. erik and m’baku (for christmas but still a little spooky), a single prick series- @supersizemeplz

fictober 27 “remember, you have to remember”;  “fictober 29″ at least it can’t get any worse”- @eerythingisshaka

wakanda as warewolves imagines, wakandan supernatural au’s/imagines, your worst nightmare, noble intentions- @youreallyshouldtalkmore

ever after- @wakandan-flowerz

crossroads blues @tchallasbabymama

howl- @hearteyes-for-killmonger

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[chadwickswidowspeak]

Bloop!🏆

My two reasons for even making this blog—-remembering Chadwick who loved Tish like a sister and for lifting up Tish in a positive way when no one else did.

Became a whole gif maker for this chick.

Thanks for the support 🖤🤞🏾

Also run up in my inbox, I’m a nice person 🤪

[theodorecanaryhood]

A tale of my college love

Jason Todd x Male! Reader

High school was an awesome time for most people, they always had friends.

There were groups of people that fit into a section of every classroom, the jocks, the cheerleaders, the nerds, the musicians… then there was you.

‘Y/n y/l/n, are you paying attention?’ Your teacher called to you. You nodded shyly.

You had no friends and no one ever really noticed you much, you always sat by yourself. Reading a book or the latest comic.

Then college happened and you tried so hard to fit in, but failed miserably.

‘Y/n, still the same old nerdy loser’ your high school bully, who unfortunately had gotten into the same college as you, Cassandra and her two friends said to you as they shoved you to the floor.

Your books went everywhere and you scrambled to pick them up, the bullies walking off leaving you to pick them off the ground.

‘This yours?’ A voice called your attention, you looked up to see a tall, broad man staring down at you as he held your copy of Hamlet.

‘Yeah’ you shyly replied, pushing your glasses up with your finger.

The handsome man gave you your book along with a helping hand, helping you stand back on your feet.

‘I’m Jason’ he smiled, you took your book with a shy thank you.

‘Y/n’

‘That’s a good book, I love Hamlet’ Jason said, you blushed a little.

‘You do?’ You sounded surprised as Jason chuckled.

‘Of course, I’ve actually got a library at my Dad’s house’ he laughed.

…

College parties were never your thing but you hesitantly took the invitation, you saw a bunch of girls sitting with Jason. He seemed to flirt with them.

‘Watch where you’re going dork’ a guy roared at you as you bumped into him, causing him to spill his drink.

Cassandra was there and shoved you out the way as she made her way to the guy.

‘You’re such a disease’ Cassandra said to you, making you a little sad.

You chose to ignore it as you sat outside with your bare feet kicking gently in the pool, looking up at the stars. Hearing the loud music from inside and the joy everyone was having.

‘Hey’ Jason called out as he lit his cigarette, he walked over to you and sat down.

‘Hi’

‘Enjoying the party?’ He asked you, you shook your head.

‘Been out here for most of it, think I might just go home’

‘Something wrong?’ Jason asked, seeming concerned.

‘No one likes me, I get treated like shit I might as well just be at home out of everyone’s way’ you said, about to stand up.

‘I like you’ Jason admitted, you shot your head to him.

‘Really?’

‘Of course, I wouldn’t talk to you if I didn’t’ Jason admitted, he took a drag of his cigarette as he offered it to you.

‘I don’t smoke’ you said, Jason smiled softly at you.

‘You don’t drink or party either but here you are’ Jason had a point, you came hoping everyone would be different tonight. Even if it was for a short while.

‘Fine’

You took the cigarette from Jason and took a drag, coughing a little as Jason then handed you a beer.

‘Cheers’ he said with a gentle smile, as the two of you clinked the cans together.

‘Why are you being so nice to me?’ You asked Jason, curious.

‘What a guy can’t be nice?’

‘Not not to me, I’m the one that gets crapped on’ Jason looked really hurt by your words.

‘I think you’re sweet, and you’re not like everyone else that goes to this college’ Jason said, you still didn’t seem to have much care for yourself.

Jason then put his cigarette out as he stood up abruptly, taking off his shirt and jeans.

‘Wanna go for a swim?’ He asked you, diving into the pool.

You sat watching Jason as he poked his head up from the water, dripping wet and watching you.

‘I can’t swim’ you admitted, Jason laughed heartily.

‘Fine, then we’ll float’ he said swimming a little toward you.

‘Jason, I’m not…ripped like you’ you replied shyly as Jason rolled his eyes.

‘I don’t care y/n’

You removed your shirt and jeans too, sliding into the pool slowly as Jason wrapped an arm around you.

‘How’s that?’ He asked you, still holding you in place.

‘Different’

Jason looked deep in your eyes as he seemed to be watching you like a predator watches it’s prey, studying you.

‘You ever been kissed y/n?’ Jason whispered to you, gently as not to scare you away.

‘No’

Jason leant in slowly, removed your glasses and placed his hands on your face, gently pecking your lips. Then going in deeper.

You enjoyed the kiss as you placed a hand on Jason’s arm, the other in his wet hair. Jason began to beg permission to go further, gently licking your lips with his tongue.

‘I’m sorry’ Jason said as you pulled away, you seemed scared.

‘It’s ok, just, never done this before’ you said in a whisper.

‘We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to y/n’ Jason admitted, he then took your face in his hand again.

You leant in and kissed him again as Jason kissed you back.

The night seemed to go on forever as Jason made you feel like the most attractive man in the world.

Things were different then, you were an awkward nerdy teen who accepted he never fit in. Who had this amazing hot guy wanting to kiss him.

You never knew the reason as to why Jason did that, as he left not long after. You thought maybe you scared him away, maybe he was ashamed in what he did. Or maybe it was just you.

A little later down the line you ran into Jason again, of course he could never tell you why he left. He died, and came back and revenge seeking psycho.

He just made up a story about how he moved to a different state, while Bruce stayed in Gotham.

‘It’s been so good catching up y/n, we need to meet up more’ Jason said, giving you a hug goodbye.

You’d met up for coffee a few times the past month or so, having casual conversations and catching up. This time Jason seemed different.

He wanted to know more about your love life and know if you were seeing anyone, he wanted to know what you liked. He hugged you like you were gonna vanish the second he let go.

‘Y/n, you wanna go out sometime? Like on a date?’ Jason blurted out.

‘Yes’ you said without hesitation, Jason smiling brightly at your answer.

‘That was fast’

‘I was gonna ask you, but now you’ve beaten me to it’ you chuckled, Jason gave you a hug and quick peck on the lips goodbye.

You felt like you were walking in air as you walked back home, the 20 minutes to yourself seemed like they were gonna go on forever.

…

‘Y/n?’ A woman’s voice called out to you, you turned your head to see your high school and college bully Cassandra.

‘Cass, hey’ you smiled politely, she seemed to want to give you a hug as she walked over to you.

The warm summers day gave her a good glow and you could see that she seemed to get uglier when she left college, her ‘pretty popular’ girl looks left her quickly.

‘How’ve you been? You look amazing’ she asked with a surprised compliment to follow.

‘Fine, moved in with my boyfriend last month. You?’

‘Oh, wow sounds great. I recently moved back home with my parents. I lost my job and Greg left me’ Cass revealed, a sad look in her face.

‘Greg from college? Shame’ you sounded as sad as you could but really did not care, this girl made your life miserable.

‘All right babe, two Apple spritzers and two bombs’ Jason cheered as he walked over to your table with yours and his drinks.

Jason gave you a peck on the lips as he then sat opposite you, seeing Cassandra standing there. Watching.

‘Oh Jason you remember Cassandra Miller right? Cass this is Jason’

‘Yeah I remember’ Jason said, taking his attention back to you.

‘Was nice seeing you guys’ she said as she walked off. You felt a little sad, but remembered how sad and hurt she made you feel.

‘Babe, you ok?’ Jason asked you, you smiled as you took his hand.

‘Yes’ you chuckled as you both clinked your glasses and sat in the sun, enjoying each other’s company.

Jason was your first crush, first kiss and hopefully your last. Your College love story has blossomed into a beautiful future, and with your biggest hero.

*No idea how I could’ve ended it so thought I’d end it there! Hope you like*

[lehoodcollector]

SHURI! The New Black Panther! Had this one for awhile decided to mess around with it.

[dontsearchformyaccount]

Rikki accidently telling you that she has feelings for you

You telling her that you have feelings for her aswell.

She's So happy the days after, her friends think she did something bad or murdered someone .(joking, she would only kill for you)

You both do stupid things together .Theres none to stop you ,if you don't tell Emma or Cleo .They should never leave you two alone for too long ."You think what i am thinking " kind of situation