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iseebeautyinwords · 1 year

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𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 | shuri x reader

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summary : being friends with shuri udaku is stressful, fun and romantic?

warnings : i did not reread this bc i am LAZY but this is my first work so please leave some tips!

taglist : @inmyheadimobsessed @zayswriting @pinkwright just some authors who continue to inspire me

the loud sounds of your university cafeteria where comfortably drowned out by the sound of your current favorite song. kehlani’s soft voice paired beautifully with the girls need love in strumental lulled you into a comfortable and less overwhelmed headspace. after finishing your quick and less than satisfactory lunch you made your way to the library. the soft bopping of your head to the song made your tight curls bounce on your shoulders, the cardigan you where wearing protecting you from the cold air that the building seemed to have year round. as you passed through the doors you mentally thanked the gods for the sight of an empty library, settling down in a quiet corner where you began to work on an essay for your differential equations class.

you worked in a comfortable silence, taking small breaks here and there. writing essays was a rigorous task that you did not particularly enjoy, which was well displayed by the bored look you carried on your face. soon enough a familiar scent interrupted your work, along with the pressing of cold hands to your eyelids. “you look like you’re having fun” your scowl quickly turned into a smile at the voice. “hi shuri,” the hands covering your eyes where removed and you heard the tall girl take a seat next to you, long legs spreading into a comfortable pose. you let your eyes rake over her attire. the low hanging pants she had on showing off her strong and well sculpted abs. your eyes made way from her outfit to her face where you found she was already looking at you.

“what’re you looking at?” her playful tease made your roll your eyes, turning back to your laptop before deciding that you were overall done with work for today. you turned around fully to let your friend know she had your full attention. though she always had your full attention.

“I’m sorry your big ass head was distracting me from my assignment.” you replied with the same amount of sarcastic playfulness that she gave you. the other girls dramatically held her head looking at you with shock and pain painted all over her pretty features. she looked too pretty pouting dramatically that you almost forgot to feel bad for your words.

“my mother said i would grow out of it” she tried to defend the obscure size of her large head. “shuri, you are twenty two years old. you’re going to die with that massive head”

“you’re such a mean girl y/n/n” shuri laid a freshly shaved head down onto your lap, the well defined curls on the top of her head landing softly. this act was one you had grown accustomed to, shuri always wanted to be touching you, near you, feeling you. her hand always gound yours or her knee always pressed against your own when sat next to each to each other. you didn’t mind the constant touches, infact you enjoyed the way you could hear her heart beat when she insisted on cuddling after a long study session, or the way her fingers found comfort in tracing intricate shapes on your skin. it was all so normal, so domestic for the two of you.

a few moments of peaceful silence passed before shuri abruptly stood up, grabbing your bag and laptop and shoving the electronic in its compartment . “C’mon pretty, i’m tryna take a nap” you knew this was her small invitation to her apartment, a nice space away from campus. you nodded getting up and tidying up the area before following next to the girl. she was carrying your bag in one hand and the other was linked with yours, fingers clasping together as you walked out into the parking garage, stopping at a black bmw with tinted windows. shuri opened the back seat doors and carefully tossed your bag in there before opening the passenger doors and making sure your situated.

the drive to shuri’s apartment was filled with small talk and comments about each others days. you were rambling about an annoying encounter you had with your roommate earlier that morning when you guys arrived at the large apartment building. “yea, and i kept telling her if she’s gonna leave her shit on my fucking bed im gonna throw it awa-” you were interrupted by the sound of the car door opening anf shuti waiting for you to step out. “you have a shitty roomate, why don’t you just ask to switch?” you two continued the conversation as shuri tapped in codes and buttons that led you guys to her humble abode. the apartment was a well decorated space with afro-futuristic art aligning the walls along with some plants that you brought. shuri set your bag down next to the couch and made her way to the open kitchen.

“want anything to eat?” before you even gave her your answer she had already started washing up some fruit. you took this opportunity to sit and get comfortable. soon enough you felt the couch dip next to you and a cold grape was being pressed to your lips. “open for me, pretty” she spoke so softly almost as if she was whispering. you parted your lips and allowed the grapes to fall into your mouth, closing your eyes contently as you chewed. you reopened your eyes to look at shuri who was suspiciously silent.

“you’re too quiet for me, what’s on your mind” when you voiced your thoughts shuri smiled. she placed the fruits down and leaned bag. when the two of you entered her home shuri had long discarded of her cropped hoodie, now sporting a black sports bra, and you had gotten rid of your cardigan sitting comfortably in your white tank.

“I can’t admire my pretty girl anymore?” my pretty girl these are words you’ve heard from shuri many times before. she constantly threw terms of affection and adoration your way and you always reciprocated those names, but it was times like this were shuri wasn’t just complimenting you, she was claiming you. calling you hers, saying it as if you were together and you wished you were. it would make it so much easier to accept her loving gaze as something more than just platonic. it would make the fleeting butterflied in your stomach every time she let her lips graze your skin make sense. it would make it so much easier. for the both of you.

you simply hummed at her words, your eyes falling closed again. “why?” the question comes out in a whisper, if it wasn’t for shuri’s intent, her need to listen to every word you said, she wouldn’t have caught it, and when she does her eyes brows furrow and her head tilts softly. “why what, mama” she replies to you in that same hushed tone, the term of endearment dripping with emotions you couldn’t understand, that you didn’t want to try understanding. understanding shuri udaku’s feelings was a challenges you weren’t born to take on.

“you keep, you keep calling me these names. calling me yours, holding me like im yours, But im not Shuri, i’m not yours and it hurts when you choose between acting like im your friend or your lover. it hurts” you end with a frustrated sigh. you wanted to be hers, oh so bad, but she made it a challenge, holding you close one moment but putting up a wall the next. The wall didn’t even make sense! it was okay to press kisses to your nape and forehead but asking you to be her girlfriend was too much? you didn’t understand, you couldn’t and you wouldn’t. you had multiple people you could be entertaining and if shuri thought otherwise she would be proven wrong. “I didn’t mean to hurt you y/n, i just i thought we already- i assumed wrong and im sorry” shuri’s words did nothing to soothe you, in-fact they confused you even more. what did she assume? did she think the two of you were already together?

“what did you assume shuri.” your words are quiet and sharp and it feels like if you don’t get an answer your heart might leap out of your chest and slap shuri itself. “I thought we were already, together, a couple. You met my mom, and my brother, we are always together. I thought that was being in a relationship” and this makes you laugh, a thick beautiful laugh. one that catches the panther off guard.

you laugh, and you don’t stop until you notice shuri isn’t laughing with you. “I’m sorry, i’m sorry, shuri you never asked me. you never asked me if i could be your girlfriend” and her lips part into an ‘o’ shape, you can see all the wires in her brain work together to realize that the whole time she thought she was parading around with her girlfriend, you thought she was just toying with your feelings. When she’s done thinking she looks back into your eyes and you think you’ve fallen for her all over again. the gaze she’s giving you is one of pure love and realization.

“Can i be your girlfriend y/n? please?” and you don’t respond, instead you just press your lips to hers and smile, and she does the same back, just kissing you and enjoying you, enjoying her girlfriend. hers. her swells with pride and joy and hours does the same. You guys sit there enjoying each other before you pull away “i mean by your standards we already are girlfriends right? since we are always together.”

#SoundCloud #panther shuri #shuri #shuri udaku #princess shuri #shuri fic #shuri imagine #shuri x reader #nix writes

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iseebeautyinwords · 1 year

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right my wrongs : ✶ | shuri u.

pairings : ex!shuri x ex!reader

warnings : possessive!shuri, mean!shuri, toxic!shuri (she's changing guys)

summary : shuri struggles to get her priorities straight, but she knows her top one is you.

taglist : @rxcently @verachii @shurislover @saintwrld @playhousedistee @jnkgrnde @shuriszn@youralphawolf72 @zaiiwrotethat @prettymrswright @naomis-daydream @ihearttish @pinkwright @inmyheadimobsessed @zayswriting

notes : this is actually so ass, idk if this shld be a series pls lmk

shit.

shit.shit.shit.

those were the only thoughts going through your mind as you watched the scene before you unfold. the hard liquor in your system and the bright strobe lights made your already pounding heart pound even faster. you knew you should’ve stayed home, you should’ve declined riri’s sweet offer to wind down, have fun, and forget. but how could you forget if the exact thing or person you were supposed to be forgetting was right in front of you.

shit.

you watched with wide eyes as your ex girlfriend held on closely to a gorgeous brunette, one who was currently shaking all she had on the panthers lap. you weren’t mentally prepared to watch this. so you walked away. you made your way to the bar and ordered whatever drink sounded the sweetest and strongest. you downed at least three glasses before making your way back to the dance floor. you needed to forget, forget shuri, forget the relationship, and even forget where you are. you started dancing the beat of the music, the alcohol pumping through your system letting you close your eyes. you felt a soft presence behind you and you giggled a bit. dancing with the stranger who’s name you learned was robyn. she was a tall dark skin girl. she wore a gorgeous afro and a beautiful blue set. you and the girl danced as they songs changed and the rhythm moved. your ass was pressed against her crotch and her lips against your neck. it seemed as if they night would actually turn to something good, which was much needed.

you turned around to ask the woman behind you if she was free this afternoon, but the following words that filled the air were not your own. “may I borrow her” shuri’s words may have sounded polite but her tone made it clear it wasn’t a question. you watched as the girl in front of you nodded and walked away. the next hands to touch you were cold and clad in metals. “hello, sithandwa sam” your heart melted at the words, forever longing to hear her call you something so endearing. you almost let yourself lean into her touch but moved away. "do you need something shuri?" you tried to look up into the girl's eyes but they were being shielded by a pair of gold shades. "I missed you" your eyebrows rose at the sentence and immediately they sat back down in a frown, only deepening when you noticed the smirk plastered on her face.

"missed me? forgive me if I'm wrong, but the last time we spoke you were kicking me out of your precious lab with the words 'stop acting like a godamn child, if you feel so neglected then just leave.'" you spat her words back at her face, the night those words were directed at you had almost been a month ago. and you had done just as she said, packed up your belongings and left. the following days consisted of shuri sending you long messages, and gifts and practically begging for you to give her a second of your time. but you didn't, you had pushed through so many times with her were you felt as if you were the third person in your own relationship. if it wasn't for her being busy at the lab, she simply ignored you opting to parade around with her friends, friends you had told her made you uncomfortable, friends who constantly push boundaries, and you were sick of it. you knew shuri could love, you knew she loved you but it was getting harder and harder to believe with every ignored text, missed date, and unkept promise.

you would have given her a chance but she knew better, when the two of you started dating you had told shuri about your past relationship, one where you were being constantly cheated on right under your nose and her knowing that and still treating you this way made the act unforgivable. shuri let out a sigh before quickly hooking an arm under your legs, picking you up, and walking across the room and towards the exit. "shuri what the hell! put me the fuck down!" the panther ignored you moving quickly and only stopping when she reached her car. "are you fucking kidnapping me? what the fuck put me down you insane bitch!" you were smacking and hitting her as hard as you could and all she did was laugh. "I'm not kidnapping you, I wanted to apologize in a more private space" she set you down and opened the car door, you looked between her and the vehicle before huffing and sitting down in the passenger seat. not even a breath later you could feel her open her own door and sit next to you. "speak, and fast. I was hoping to see someone later" at least you hoped robyn hadn't ran away.

you noticed shuri's features hardening at the mention of the broad from before. "I just want to apologize, and sincerely. You mean so much to me y/n and I was and still am so stupid for the way I treated you. there is no reasonable excuse or explanation for the things I did or the words I said." she took a breath and took off her shades, and what you were met with were bloodshot eyes. "i know i fucked up, i wish I knew it before it happened but I know now, and i will do anything, anything. to get you back. I'm taking a break from my lab, I've cut off all those other women and I've started to get help, to get answers for not only you, but for myself, so i can understand better ways to deal with problems rather than just hurt the one i love the most." you listened to her quietly, your lips slightly parted as you took in her words.

forgiving shuri was something so hardwired in your brain, so constant that it became muscle memory that when you stop and think of the gravity of the situation and the legitimacy of her words you have to ask yourself if you plan on forgiving her because you believe in her words, or because you’ve gotten so use taking her back. “listen shuri, i can’t say i forgive you. but im willing to give you one last chance. we can start off as friends again and you can try to regain my trust but i wont make it easy for you. i was really hurt and disappointed by your actions.” shuri’s head nodded as you spoke soft shine coming into her eyes as she practically lunged over to hug you. “thank you so much y/n, i’ll do anything to right my wrongs”

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