#eerythingisshaka

[eerythingisshaka]

Thank you but also are you ok?

[chaneajoyyy]

BLACK PANTHER WRITERS WHO (AND THEIR PAGE) ARE STILL ACTIVE (PART2)

@impremenior

@tallulahchanel

@soufcakmistress

@fkacoochie (not so much active with writing but her fics are still there!)

@ghostfacekill-monger

@non-stop-imaginesgines

@royallyprincesslilly

@elaindeereads

@terrablaze514

@nahimjustfeelingit-writes / @eye-raq

@bakarilennox

@essaysbyciara

@songficsbyrissi

@wakandamama

@wakandascrystal

@wakandas-vibranium

@killmongerdreams

@princessstevens

@eerythingisshaka

@goddessofthundathighs

@tchallasbabymama

@tchallastoothgap

@airis-paris14

@akimi-youngblood

@ashanti-notthesinger

@iliketowrite1996

@tastingmellow

@aloevverified

@plussizeappreciationfics

@alyshastevens-udaku

@dessianna1

@another-imaginesblog

@princesskillmonger

@princessceettaa

@apantherinmypastlife

@artisticestheticreads

@artsninspo

@fictioninmyblood ***

@avenging-fics

@avfug

@babybluepeaches

@babygirlofwakanda

@katasstrophey

@bastioncarterstevens-udaku

@bbybucky-fics

@wakandanblogger

@wakandan-flowerz

@wakandanmoonchild

@bidibidibombaclaat

[yaachtynoboat711]

Agape

A/N: Surprise! Here’s a quick update on Duke and the Doctor! The pandemic changed many things, but some things stayed the same.

Word Count: 382

Suggested Listening: Agape by Nicholas Britell

The sun’s morning rays covered Khalida and Winston’s beachside bedroom with radiance and deep golden sunshine. The nearby waves crashed into the sand as it did in the night. The waves that lulled Khalida to sleep had also awakened her, along with a pang of discomfort.

To not startle her protective husband, she calmly opened her eyes and re-adjusted herself into her body pillow. She finally turned to face her sleeping gentle giant. There he was: sound asleep, mouth, slightly open, and snoring moderately. She chuckled to herself thanking God once again for placing Winston in her life. She rubbed circles into his cheek before kissing it, soliciting a hearty chuckle and a responsive good morning kiss from him.

“Uncomfortable again, sweetheart,” he asked without opening his eyes. Damn, he was good.

“You know it,” she replied.

“Come to Daddy,” he finally squinted his eyes open.

Winston’s left arm pulled his wife closer to him. Finally in his arms, he lifted her sleep dress and rubbed on her belly.

“Hey there,” he directed at her belly, “Daddy here. Mommy can’t sleep cuz yuh mash up her tummy. Yuh can’t give her any more problems, alright?”

His native tongue was always his default when speaking to their child. It always made Khalida laugh and he believed the baby needed to know how West Indian their daddy was.

Amidst her husband’s foolishness, Khalida couldn’t help but be thankful for Winston. Since the moment she told him, Winston switched into daddy bear mode. He took a leave from acting to cater to his wife and child’s every need. He was prepared for Khalida’s sporadic late night cravings. Always on stand by for massages, the comforting back rub during her bouts with morning sickness, and the one who listened to her hormone-induced breakdowns.

Was it the bare minimum? Likely, but Winston surpassed Khalida’s expectations. From the moment they met, he’d been her standard of a man. Their love went beyond words; everything they did, they did for the love of each other.

With the baby’s arrival vastly approaching, they cherished their last moments as a duo. Their child was conceived in love, nurtured in love, and it was their hope that they would be welcomed into an environment of agape—the greatest form of love.

Tag List:

@muse-of-mbaku @kumkaniudaku @goddessofthundathighs @mbakusthrone @mbakuwife @crushed-pink-petals-writes @forgottenthoughtsandmemories @jackburtonsays @randomwordprompts @bakarilennox @wakandan-flowerz @blackpantherreblogs @ljstraightnochaser @babygirlofwakanda @eerythingisshaka @turn-thy-paige @darqchilddaydreamz @doublesidedscoobysnacks @wakandas-vibranium @destinio1 @sonofnjobu @teheeboo @itsjustyazz @iamrheaspeaks @chaneajoyyy @lovelynervouschaos @mareethequeen @jozigrrl @jellybean531 @awerkofart @storibambino @blackgirloneshots @royallyprincesslilly @certifiednatural

[griot-of-wakanda]

I loved the Coffee Prince by eerythingisshaka and I now need to write my own....

[emjayewrites]

Just For Tonight (Oneshot)

Synopsis: Yahya finally gets the chance to spit game to a fellow actress. 

Pairings: Yahya Abdul-Mateen II x Zenaida “Zen” Christoph

Taglist: @tgigoldie @wakandalivesforever @anonymousmadame2911 @write-fromthe-start @sheabuttahwrites @chaneajoyyy @ororowrites @royallyprincesslilly @soufcakmistress @shaekingshitup @kumkaniudaku @l-auteuse @areubeingserved @blackburnbook @raysunshine78 @reignandrain @winchwm @ghostfacekill-monger @essaysbyciara @twistedcharismaaa @miyuhpapayuh @cecereads209 @mauvecherie @my-rosegold-soul @honeydulcewrites @iwrite4poc @blackmissfrizzle @blowmymbackout @minton131 @mochachocolatteyaya @roxyfan14-blog @naturalspice28 @eerythingisshaka @nahimjustfeelingit-writes @alwaysenjoythelifeyoulive @here-for-your-bullshit @thefantasyride @vikkidc @infintywhore @soulfood-fics @toni9 @kiabialia @afriendlyblackhottie @qveenmelanink @ljstraightnochaser @uzumaki-rebellion @kittehkwrites @bugngiz @cecereads209 @cydhouseofgryffindor​ @smollettmajors​ @earl-aive​ @retro-rezz-the-est​

A/N: I do not know Yahya or his family personally. This is solely fiction and any similarities are coincidental. Enjoy the drabble.

P.S. this may or may not be the start of a short series....

Although Yahya craved attention, so much so that some even complained that he had a borderline excessive attention-seeking disorder, he loathed talk shows. And as often as he would smile, joke, laugh, and play the mind games for the audience, he did not enjoy repeating the same story again and again nor did he like being called a ‘sex symbol’. To his family and close friends, he was just Yahya, simple as that, however, this whole concept of being famous warranted unwanted stress and constant spotlight. 

That was the downside of making a name for himself in Hollywood: the stress and spotlight. Yes, he loved interacting with fans, but the paparazzi was doing too much at times. Nevertheless, he was grateful for his immediate success and momentum, not to mention the opportunities that were presented to him. 

Overall, fame came with a price to pay, yet the perks were worth it in the end. For months, there have been rumors swirling around social media about a possible Netflix series in the works with a new starlet, Zen Christoph. Little mamas have been making a name for herself in the independent film circuit and were even nominated for an Academy Award for Best Supporting Actress. Safe to say, Yahya fancied her a bit; she was easy on the eyes, smart as a whip, and quite witty. 

A fellow New Orleanian, Zen was raised in the Tremé neighborhood before moving with her mother to live in Chicago. Even though they followed one another on Twitter and Instagram, they never had the chance to truly speak to one another face-to-face, at least not until tonight. 

He has seen her around at afterparties and she was friends with Candyman co-star, Teyonah Parris. Despite this, they still never managed to link up once. Amid a promotion tour for Aquaman 2 and post-production for Matrix 4, Yahya finally had time for some much-deserved R&R as well as to peruse scripts for potential projects. This downtime was the opportune moment to catch up and perhaps even spit game to a lovely woman. 

He busied himself with his iPhone as he waited for James Corden to finish his monologue. Once the host of The Late Late Show introduced him, Yahya slowly walked down the steps with a wooing swagger, high-fiving guests as he passed them. Men cheered, women ogled wantonly and chanted his name like a lustful litany; he was in absolute heaven. 

The corners of his mouth lifted into a wide, dimpled grin, a fan favorite that caused the female audience to go wild with hormonal hysteria. James shook his head at the scene then prompted Yahya to take a seat on the couch. 

“Let’s calm down now, let’s calm down,” James instructed, gesturing with his hands. The mania soon dissolved into silence and he let out a huff of air. “I don’t know how you do it, man.” 

Yahya shrugged as he tugged his left ear nervously. “Me neither, honestly, but I take it in stride.” And this was the truth. As previously mentioned, he loved attention, but it still made him a bit taken aback that women found him attractive. He knew that he was handsome, however, having so many women in his DMs was as endearing as it was off-putting. Sometimes, the thirst truly ran free and the sheer nastiness of their messages was astounding. 

James and Yahya fell easily into lighthearted conversation, discussing a myriad of topics before James eventually announced that Zen will be making her debut on the show. At the sound of this, Yahya’s posture instantly straightened and he adjusted the collar of his shirt. In a matter of seconds, the audience and himself were graced with the presence of Zenaida Christoph. 

Dressed in a strapless black dress with a slit up to her upper thigh and strappy stiletto heels, Zen was a sight for sore eyes and garnered all the male attention at the venue. Ever the gentleman, Yahya immediately got up to escort her down the stairs and he inhaled deeply at the scent of her deep, smoky perfume. 

“Thanks,” she muttered appreciatively to him when they sat down, adding a toothy grin for good measure. 

“Anytime, mamas,” he responds, licking his lower lip. The motion made her divert her eyes to his full lips and he swore that he heard her sigh in admiration. 

“First things first, welcome to The Late Late Show, Zen,” greeted James with an enthusiastic clap of his hands. “It’s a pleasure to have you here. Do you know Yahya?” 

Zen throws her hair back over her shoulder in a sexy manner before giving Yahya a thorough once-over. “I am familiar with him, yes.” She shot him a dazzling smile, which made Yahya’s lower region stir within the confines of his pants. Her sultry voice paired with that seductive smirk of hers made him arouse like no other. Zen was Aphrodite incarnate, sexy beyond comprehension, and truly irresistible. “I’m a big fan.” 

“Same here, mamas,” he retorted, patting her bare leg affectionately. Yahya was just going with the vibe they initially set, and he hoped that he wasn’t being offensive. Nonetheless, his worries subsided when he felt the gentle brush of her leg against his. 

Oh, so it’s like that, huh? Say the fuck less. 

“Really? What’s your favorite role of mine?” she taunted him, making both the audience and James gasp in shock.

Yahya, completely unaffected and refusing to waver, chuckled at her words. “You’re putting me on the spot, eh?”

“Sure am,” countered Zen proudly. 

“Well,” he drawled, facing Zen to give her his undivided attention, “if you must ask, my favorite role of yours has to be Kivah in Searching Somewhere, yet I am partial to your feature in Insecure.” 

Zen smiled contently as memories began to flood her brain of her time as a reoccurring character on Insecure. “I love that show and everyone involved.” 

“Now, what ‘bout me?” 

It was her time to chuckle. “Watchmen, hands down. You were amazing as Dr. Manhattan, not to mention your notable nude scene. It made me....well...I don’t think we can discuss alladat on television.” 

The audience hooted at the exchange and if it was possible, Yahya’s sable skin would redden at this moment. Suffice to say, he was grateful for his melanin, yet it did not stop the warm flush to his cheeks. Zen’s cocky smile never faltered and James blinked in surprise, his mouth agape. 

“You two are going for it, my goodness!” he screeched, glancing back and forth between them. “I can’t believe it.” 

Both Yahya and Zen shared a unisonous laugh then dismissed James’ comments, yet it was no denying the instant chemistry they had nor the rapport. 

“So...the nude scene did it for you, huh?” he asked, eyes narrowing into an intense gaze. Yahya could not help himself; he needed more clarification in regards to the provocations she felt while watching that particular scene, and when James brought it up once again, he decided to divulge in the query. 

Zen’s brows lifted in amusement. “Feeling bold, sir?” 

“Hell yeah,” he retorted without a second thought, prompting everyone to chuckle. Yahya relaxed his arm over the back of the couch, trapping Zenaida in a hazy bubble of lust. His hand slowly began to reach to her to caress her neck, the pad of his thumb rubbing circles in her soft skin. 

He was putting on the charm heavy, and Zen lapped it up like a lovesick puppy. She taunted him by leaning backward, pressing up against his hand until he wrapped his fingers around her neck for a light chokehold. 

“Do it,” pantomimed Zen, egging him on to apply some pressure. Shocked, and overwhelmed with obvious arousal, Yahya did as he was told, squeezing slightly to give Zen a nice choke. Her eyes drooped and she let out a huff of air. 

Biting down on his bottom lip, Yahya increased the pressure on her neck, cutting off some of her air supply. To his surprise, no one seems to catch on to what they were doing, for Zen carried on with the conversation as if nothing was happening. Yahya easily noted that Zen had a freaky side to her that was just waiting to be released. 

They played this game for the remainder of the interview, teasing each other mercilessly with double entendres and soft caresses. Casting directors and producers could see the potential of their light bickering and teases, so much so that they could be love interests for a film or series. And with that, and eventual follow-up on flirtatious exchanges via Twitter, Zen and Yahya were soon cast in an upcoming paranormal/sci-fi film from Netflix. 

[melaninmarvelficrecs]

Trevante Rhodes Fic Recs

Angst 😭

Fluff 🥰

Smut 😈

Series 📚

Original character 👸🏽

Au meme 🎀

Social media edit 📱

Moodboard 💝

Jealous by @artsninspo

😈Heat by @madamslayyy

🥰Wine and Dine by @amelatonin

😈Act Up by @stripper-patrick

Please Kiss by @madamslayyy

Warning Kiss by @madamslayy

Untitled by @imagine-n-shit

📚👸🏽Night Owl 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9  10 by @i-auteuse

😈All Night by @if-n0t-l8ter-when

😈Nostalgia by @laketaj

Touch Down by @madamslayyy

Three’s A Crowd 2 by @bribrisback

📚Prologue You Were Mine First Fake It 'Till You Make It by @calif0rnia-lovers

Training by @tastingmellow

Training by @twistedcharismaaa

📚The Boring are the Most Interesting 2 3 4 5 by @twistedcharismaaa

Roll Some Mo' by @bakarilennox

🥰Kiddo by @tastingmellow

Always Be My Baby by @songficsbyrissi

😈Coastal Rota by @tastingmellow

Oh, You a Friendly Nigga? by @i-autese

Get Well Soon by @ghostfacekill-monger

📚👸🏽😭😈The PreParty 2 3 4 5 by @i-auteuse

😈Distractions 2 by @i-auteuse

😈Going Up by @eerythingisshaka

🥰My Boyfriend Does My Makeup by @theficplug

[blowmymbackout]

So I'm finally catching up on watchmen and catching up @ghostfacekill-monger @eerythingisshaka @shyblackgurl @mateensyahya @chaneajoyyy @ovoxosavage @here-for-your-bullshit and when (I can't find the exact gif) but that thang thick. I want to sit on his face amongst other things

[msreshel]

I just want to take this time and thank the fanfictions writers that make these amazing stories that we read and love and become invested in. I realize that with everything going on in the world right now everyone's state of mind maybe kinda messed up considering and some may have briefly lost their inspiration and some may not but I want you guys to know that we appreciate you all and please take time for your mental state of mind and disconnect of need be. We will still be here to support and love you guys!

@chaneajoyyy @nahimjustfeelingit-writes @nachtaiwrites @honeyandpeaches @hearteyes-for-killmonger @starbeanz @cancerianprincess @cocoaflowerrs @dreamingofmilk @wawakanda-btch @theegoldenchild @eerythingisshaka @goddessofthundathighs @soufcakmistress

If I forgot to tag someone please tag them it is hard for me to remember everyone and I apologize for that

[melaninmarvel]

M’Baku Fic Recs

Moodboard 💝

Angst 😭

Fluff 🥰

Smut 😈

Series 📚

Original character 👸🏽

Au meme 🎀

Social media edit 📱

Working Out by @blackgirlimaginesmarvel

😈🥰River Goddess by @pocmarvelworks

Hennessy Homies by @hoopshoney 

📚Sweet Thang 2 3 4 by @wakandamama

Play Though? By @eerythingisshaka

Afterglow by @laketaj24

Booty Appreciation by @bartierbakarimobisson

Cuddling by @pocmarvelwoks

Careless Whisper by @muse-of-mbaku

Sultry by @hoopshoney

Jealous by @pocmarvelworks

🥰A Cause of Celebration by @melonshino-writes

I Wouldn’t Mind by @supersizemeplz

Teen Boy Band by @oshaia

Bear by @hazeofeleven

Meeting M’baku for the First Time by @babygirlofwakanda

M’Baku Headcanons by @black-mcu-imagines

Trinity Parent Drabbles by @black-mcu-imagines

Chieftess by @brownsugarcocoabutterwildflowers

Love and Hip-Hop:Wakanda by @laketaj24

📚Not Gon Cry by @babygirlofwakanda

Covering Yourself by @plussizeappreciationfics

Sugar Baby by @plussizeappreciationfics

😈Bow to Me by @wakandamama

📱Nap Time With Daddy by @mcusocialimagines

Sugar Daddy by @great-neckpectations

😈You Are Mine by @marvelmaree

😈🥰And I You, My Love by @marvelmaree

Meet the Daddies by @laketaj24

Boxer M’Baku by @muse-of-mbaku

😈Tradition 2 by @sonofnjobu

💝M'Baku’s Wife From The River Tribe by @wakandascrystal

💝M’Baku Marries A Western Woman by @wakandascrystal

😈Beneath Your Beautiful by @ashanti-notthesinger

🥰Best of Baba by @artisticestheticreads

Forever Mine by @artisticethesticreads

Meeting M’baku Hanuman by @wakandanblogger

😈Sweet Georgia Brown by @muse-of-mbaku

😈Crop by @muse-of-mbaku

😈Sex Fantasy by @laketaj24

😈Tiny by @aquaticalay

Can’t Keep My Hands Off of You by @blackgirlimaginesmarvel

M’Baku Flirting With You Would Include by @underratedcharactersimagines

M’Baku Sexiest Fantasy by @laketaj24

Random M’Baku Headcanons 2 by @madamslayy

👸🏽Is This Love by @madamslayy

📚😈🥰All Things Better With TIme 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 by @muse-of-mbaku

Would You Rather by @sonofnjobu

Whipped by @madamslayyy

🥰An M’Big Surprise by @pastelastronomy24

Caramels by @lesqui

T’challa Bring M’baku on a Diplomatic Whatever by @lesqui

Baking With the Wakandan Royals Headcanon by @melo-yello

Erik and M’Baku Fighting Over You by @plussizeappreciationfics

Silent Treatment by @plussizeappreciationfics

M’Baku Finding Your Antidepressants by @pocmarvelworks

M’Baku Reading Thirst Tweets by @brownsugarcocoabutterwildflowers

😈Good D and Aftercare by @plussizereaderappreciationfics

📱😈Nudes by @muse-of-mbaku

😈Ripe by @muse-of-mbaku

Silent Treatment by @laketaj24

😈Our Love in Color by @wakandan-flowerz

💝M’Baku and Your Daughter,The Princess by @wakandascrystal

😈V.I.P. by @madamslayy

[eerythingisshaka]

I really really like my euphoria vinyl. It speaks so me

[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

***IF YOU HAVE OR KNOW ANYONE WHO HAS M'BAKU AND T'CHALLA HALLOWEEN/FALL FICS PLEASE HIT MY LINE SO I CAN ADD!!!***

[yaachtynoboat711]

You’re invited to Yaa’s Birthday Simping Fic Fest!

Hey, my babies! I’ve never done something like this but I’m excited so let’s go!

My 26th birthday is on 7/11! For my birthday, I want all the things. By all the things, I mean fics. I requested fics from a few ppl back in 2018, but I wanna do it bigger!

Here are the guidelines:

They can be any genre. It can be birthday related or not. Go wherever the spirit leads you!

No age gap fics.

MUST be over 18. No exceptions.

OPTIONAL: you can use Aminah Davis (my M’Baku OC) or Dr. Karis Z. Brown (my newest OC for Kevin Atwater)

People to write for:

Kevin Atwater

M’Baku

Agent Jack “Whiskey” Daniels

Agent Javier Pena

Prompts:

“Stay like that. I want to take a picture of you.” (this could be either real fluffy or real filthy, either way, what bliss.)

“I want to listen to your voice all the time.”

“Hey, calm down.” “They threatened you!” “Yes, I know. Let me handle it.”

“I bet you won’t even get one point against me.” “Oh, are you challenging me?”

“Alright, I will be your nurse today, if you like it or not.”

Massages. Maybe one of them had a rough day or isn’t feeling the best

“I wanna be in your skin, dummy.”

“Sleep, (term of endearment). I’ll protect you from the nightmare.”

“I know you usually hate celebrating your birthday, so I thought I’d make it a little bit extra special.” “By kidnapping me?!” “Now you’re just being dramatic.”

Additional Info:

For entry, please DM me with which character and the prompt of your choice. Deadline for entry is July 5th.

Submissions are due July 10th, no later than July 11th.

Use the tags #yaasbdayff and #ficsforyaa and tag me in your story!

Lastly, if you know ppl that are interested

Taglist:

@muse-of-mbaku @kumkaniudaku @goddessofthundathighs s @mbakusthrone @mbakuwife @crushed-pink-petals-writes @forgottenthoughtsandmemories @jackburtonsays @randomwordprompts @bakarilennox @wakandan-flowerz @blackpantherreblogs @ljstraightnochaser @babygirlofwakanda @eerythingisshaka @washyourlinens @turn-thy-paige @doublesidedscoobysnacks @wakandas-vibranium @dramaqueenamby @oshasimone @destinio1 @sonofnjobu @teheeboo @sarahboseman @itsjustyazz @iamrheaspeaks @chaneajoyyy @lovelynervouschaos @cay-cah @coonflix @katasstrophey @mareethequeen @jozigrrl @jellybean531 @awerkofart @storibambino @maya-leche @blackgirloneshots @royallyprincesslilly @certifiednatural @abeautifulmindexposed

[sonofnjobu]

Announcing the WIP Fic Festival!

Hello, my beautiful Black Panther/Black Women writers! Welcome to the WIP Fic Festival. Find below, works that we’ve had sitting in our queues and drafts. This is their moment to shine. If you enjoy a fic, please reblog and let the writer know in the comments!

“His broad arms snaked around your back and pulled you closer to him as if he wanted to completely consume you.” M’Baku, smut - @sonofnjobu​

“When you are, Mr. Duke.” Winston, fluff - @yaachtynoboat711​

“Now when I press start, we in the game for real." Yahya Abdul Mateen, smut - @eerythingisshaka

“I know without a doubt... you have ended me.” M’Baku, angst - @wakandan-flowerz

“Take your hands off my son.” - Killmonger, angst - @sonofnjobu

“A roaring chuckle rumbled through the room, but the music's volume had prevented many from hearing it.” - M'Baku, fluff - @terrablaze514​

“Easier not to get swallowed by the dragon or to be sullen and vulnerable to the vultures swarming the heavens above. I have given you the only thing I possess the skill to give. 99 times I’ve  heard them cry before, you’re tears just make 100.” - Erik Killmonger, fluff - @taint3dvirgin​

"Work those fingers. Work your magic. Pump it good… Oh and before I forget, use your tongue again." - Trevante Rhodes/MBJ (imagines - readers can choose who they want), smut - @terrablaze514

“The waitstaff and the chef are in the next room.” “So what?” You kept your rhythm as you kept kissing and licking him on his neck.” MBJ, smut - @bakarilennox

SIGN UP IS CLOSED! Thank you to all who participated. I will be updating as links to fics roll in.

[artisticestheticreads]

When you have tons of fics written for your Patreon ready but you only have three patrons.

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[babygirlofwakanda]

Rule The World | Prologue

CHARACTERS — Adrien X Chiron

CONTENT — Nothing to see here, yet. 

PLOT — The introduction of Adrien and Chiron. 

Inspired by the song, Cell Therapy X Goodie Mob.

NARRATIVE — The slouched figure sitting at the chipped table dominated the space of the midnight diner as groups of local college students whispered, waitresses winked and even the lingering prostitutes dared to glance at him instead of keeping a close eye on the brick of money resting between their fingers.

Disregarding the stares the deep earth-toned male aggressively scraped his fork against the aged plate as he chomped down on the soaked waffles and thin hash browns. Wearing a prominent scowl refusing to reveal his gaudy slugs or show any satisfaction from the breakfast filling his stomach Chiron stayed quiet as he ate. Concentrating on his food the silent man exhaled as the quiet night and almost dull scenery helped the tensed male forget about the adamant sins he had his team committing while he detoxed.

Taking away from his underlining stress the slow diner eased Chiron’s mind as the setting distracted him from the imprinted vision of wiping the crimson blood dripping from his glock while the deep aroma of coffee replaced the poignant smell of marijuana.

Drowning his thoughts with the bitter taste of coffee sliding down his throat Chiron exhaled and rolled his shoulders once he attained a level of content. A level where he could tolerate the punishing outcome from his ruthless decisions without being in an alternative state of mind. Clenching his teeth against the silver fork, Chiron chewed on his soggy waffles before he heard a distinct chime followed by an abrupt gasp echoing throughout the southern restaurant.

“—breaking news, there are reports of multiple gun shots fired at popular nightclub, Mansion Elon. We are now receiving word that we have channel 2’s Monice standing outside of the club right now.”

Silencing the diner within seconds Chiron turned his head towards the point of focus and stared silently at the television as the news reporter hinted at one of his intimidating tactics gone wrong.

“—yes, Vivian. I’m outside and as you can see from behind, the ambulance is here assisting those injured and the police have blocked the entrance to the club.

“—and as of right now we have learned that there were four gunmen involved and that there are two casualties reported at this moment.”

While he vaguely listened to the news Chiron quickly slid his vibrating phone out of his back pocket before unlocking the device with his thumbprint. Tapping on the lime icon he watched as the messages continued to vibrate his phone. “—shit.” Black exhaled roughly, before he continued to spit out harsh curses.

Attempting to get information about the coercion Black didn’t register the adamant bell of the diner’s door opening before the obnoxious clacking of heels and chatter filled the southern restaurant. Lifting his eyes off of the phone for a second Black quickly took notice of the mahogany beauty sitting at the barstool with her attention captured into her own phone. Clad in a black dress he observed the material stretching over her curves, but just as his eyes began to travel further down to glance at her plump ass his phone vibrated again with an update to the shakedown.

Immediately looking back at his phone Black read the latest messages from his second in command, Dolla before he abruptly felt his repressed mindset switch back into the murderous temperament.

The character that became completely enthralled with unloading a clip into someone’s child, the man that thrived off of the taste of the backwood hanging from between his lips and the individual who became enamored while he watched digital zeros appear and double up as money flipped through his machine.

With his heart thumping intensely in his ear Black abruptly stood up creating a loud screech as his chair slid across the faded tile. Disregarding the nosy looks shot his way the alarmed man reached into his wallet and threw down more than enough money to cover the bill before making his way around the table and heading towards the exit until the low revelations coming from the counter caught his attention.

“—bitch, I told y’all that nigga looked crazy. If we woulda dipped earlier like I said so we wouldn’t of had to duck from dem’ bullets in the club!”

Halting his footsteps Black listened to the women’s conversation before they absentmindedly confirmed that they were at the same club as the shooting.

Approaching the counter Black cleared his throat making his presence known as all four women talking instantly flicked their eyes towards him. “—we’re y’all at Mansion Elon tonight?” He questioned, as his eyes fixated on the angelic face of the brown beauty.

Hearing the studdering replies from the women until the one sitting closest to him timidly nodded Black began to press for information. “Did y’all just so happened to see who was the nigga shootin’?”

With the question lingering in the air Black watched as the women shared a puzzled look with each other before the anonymous beauty spoke. “Why should we tell you? So you can stalk us or toss our bodies into Lake Lanier or a dumpster? Nah, play boy.”

Cocking his head to the side Black watched as she bought her glass up to her lips with a smirk tugging at the corners. Keeping his eyes fixated on hers Black heard her friends apologize for her response, “Adrien can be critical at times, but we swear she doesn’t mean any harm.” they elaborated, making Adrien scoff at their apparent bullshit and bluff.

Watching her scrunched facial expressions Black chuckled lowly at her answer before slowly brushing his palm over her mouth. “No, babygirl here is right. Y’all don’t know me from a hole in the wall and I understand, so y’all be stay out here aight.”

Timidly shifting away from the countertop Black maintained his gaze with Adrien leaving her with a look of hesitant before he turned towards the door.

Only footsteps away from the entrance Black heard the annoyed tone of voice call out to him. Showing off a glimpse of his grillz he paused his movement before turning around and seeing Adrien swiveled around in her chair with a smug smile on her face.

Huffing out she began to detail the self-proclaimed shooter, “The man was wearing a tan shirt with these big ass rocks in his ears. Oh, and he had a baguette pinky ring.” She winked. Faltering in his footsteps Black was surprised that she knew her diamonds.

“How do you know it was a baguette?” He asked, hands still pressed against the handle. “I know my jewelry.” She smiled, before steadily licking the top row of her teeth showing off the small shiny gems.

Raising his eyebrows Black nodded his head in gratitude before yanking the door open and maneuvering through the second one.

Making Adrien frown, she watched as his broad shoulders bounce until his figure escaped the dim lights of the diner. Feeling herself began to wheeze from the loss of his presence Adrien let her curiosity get the best of her and before she could even blink she was fumbling out of her seat disregarding the calls of her girls and jogged out of the restaurant before spotting Black and calling out to him.

“—hey, you! Wait up.”

Watching the brawny back pivot around Adrien caught the amused look on his face before she rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. “Ahh, now look who’s stalking who.” Black mocked, failing to hold back his grin. Poking her hip out in her stance Adrien scoffed before smacking her lips to say, “Nuh-huh don’t get smart with me baby, I just came to see what’s your name, damn.” She asked, with a tilt in her head.

Smirking at the agitated beauty Black chuckled in her face before saying, “Your cute.” before turning around and walking back to his all black nineteen seventy-eight Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme.

“Cute? Nigga I’m a dime, please.” Scrunching up her face Adrien flipped her ponytail behind her shoulders before twisting around. Walking off with the clapping of her heels hitting the pavement trailing behind her, Adrien heard the baritone voice answer, “Chiron.” making the brown woman instantly turn around.

Nodding her head she repeated his name before saying, “Hmm, I like it.” She cheesed. Still smirking she began walking backward as she continued to talk to the enticing man, “Aight, well I’ll catch you around Chiron.” She spoke, as her eyebrows quirked. Seeing the cocoa colored man faint dimples reappear under the hazy post light Adrien heard him call out, “—be safe out here babygirl.” before ducking into his car.

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[shae-ster93]

‘Money’

T’Challa x Black Reader

Warnings: none

Plot: T’Challa catches you getting ready for a night out

*****

T’Challa stood in the grand foyer of the palace. He eyed himself in a large mirror and adjusted his tie and cuff links for the thousandth time. He straightened the hem of his suit once more and glanced at his Patek watch wondering what the hell was taking you so long. 

You and the King have been invited to an extravagant party hosted by Barack Obama celebrating Michelle’s birthday. If you and your husband were going to make your royal entrance on time, you needed to leave soon. And yet, you still hadn’t left the bedroom. 

T’Challa walked down the long spacious hallway towards your private wing of the palace taking notice of the faint thumping in the walls. As he got closer to his destination, he began to make out the bass and lyrics:

Big fat checks,

Big large bills,

Front I’ll flip

Like 10 cartwheels

T’Challa stealthily opened the doors to your private chambers and walked in. 

He eat it in the car

That’s meals on wheels (whoo!)

“I was born to flex, diamonds on my neck!” You rapped into the comb gripped in your hand. You were putting on the finishing touches of your hair and makeup completely oblivious to your husband now watching you through the crack in the bathroom door.

You used the tail end of the comb to separate a few of your curls while still bopping along to the music.

I got bands in the coupe

Bustin’ out the roof

I got bands in the coupe

Touch me I’ll shoot

“Bow! Shake a lil ass, you get a little bag and take it to the store. Get a little cash, Shake it real fast you get a little more. Ayyyeee!!”

Getting more into the groove, you turned into a full fledged rapper forgetting about the task at hand. Finger guns, shoulder shimmy’s, and wagging your tongue; you were giving quite the performance to no one in particular.

Note to self, T’Challa thought No more getting dressed in separate quarters. Element of surprise be damned.

He had to admit, he enjoyed seeing you in your natural element. Your hair literally and figuratively being let down. You obviously wouldn’t act this way in public, but behind closed doors, you were allowed to be as ratchet and carefree as you pleased.

“Walking past the mirror-“ You did a little strut before stopping to pose, “Ohh! Damn I’m fine! Let a bitch try me....*Boom* HAMMER TIME!”

T’Challa pressed a button on his Kimoyo beads and began recording the impromptu show.

Remembering why you were in the bathroom in the first place, you picked up various brushes and sponges, adding glitter and highlight to your bronzed skin.

You know who pop the most shit?

“The people who shit not together!” You rapped along. “I know that’s right Cardi, shit talking motherfuckers.”

T’Challa stifled a laugh and continued watching. 

“You’da bet (Y/N) a freak! All my pajamas is leather.” You seductively ran your hands up and down your body and rolled your hips.

You spritzed some setting spray on your face and gave your makeup a once over before deciding to stop. 

Kiss the ring and kick rocks sis

Drop it down,

Back it up (Oohh aye)

You turned around in the mirror and placed your hand on your knees, sticking your tongue out and popping your ass with the ease and expertise of a Magic City dancer.

Make that nigga put down 2K

I like my niggas dark like Dussè

He gonna eat this ass like soup

You picked up the holding spray for your hair and gave it a light misting before replacing the cap and using it as a makeshift microphone.

“I like morning sex, but nothing in this world that I like more than Challa!” You set the spray down and held your belly releasing a laugh at your own antics. “Ah, I’m stupid.” You said out loud with another chuckle.

Sensing you were finishing up, T’Challa stopped recording and waited. You exited the bathroom and had a mini heart attack when you realized you weren’t alone.

“Shit, baby you scared me!” You cried clutching your chest. “How long have you been standing there?”

“Long enough to watch your show.” T’Challa held up his wrist and replayed bits of your “performance”.

“Delete that.”

“Nah, I think I’ll keep it. It’s cute.”

“Whatever.” You sat on the small bench at the foot of the bed and strapped on your heels. “Let’s go.”

You and Challa walked arm in arm down the hallway to the palace entrance.

“My love?”

“Hmm?”

“I have a question.”

“Yes?”

“Since when do you have leather pajamas and why haven’t I seen them?”

*******

Y’all I been sitting on this for like two weeks lol Michelle’s bday was ages ago

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