#shuri said yes I would like to go on a date with you

[valninja]

“Then keep me instead... I’d love to see your nation.”

“You can’t come down there in that.”

[leclerc-s]

paint the town red - part ten

THE GREAT ADMIN WAR

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HUNGARY 2024

charles leclerc i'm sorry seb! you can't be mad at me.

sebastian vettel charles, you told the internet i had a crush on mark

charles leclerc but you did?

carlos sainz and you told them about his almost make-out with max.

ollie bearman we all saw that coming. i was around for mexico last year.

tony stark are you sleeping with the enemy leclerc?

charles leclerc no.

harley keener oh boy wait until this guy finds out who he is sleeping with

charles leclerc shut your fucking mouth keener!

tony stark i promised pepper i would stop being annoying

arthur leclerc WAIT- IS HE- OH MY GOD!

tony stark WHAT THE HELL DID YOU GET FROM THAT?

ollie bearman OH MY GOD! HOW IS HE THE GENIUS?

bianca stark-potts oh you have got to be fucking kidding me.

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me & bae

for context, this is what he sent me at 7:30 in the morning.

carol danvers added one person

wanda maximoff so he's bae now?

bianca stark-potts no? yelena belova she loooves him

kamala khan oh my god this is the best day of my life.

yelena belova that is a child.

carol danvers kamala is not a child.

queen shuri how old is she?

kamala khan i'm 16!

riri williams by the way, who's bianca seeing?

queen shuri charles

riri williams HER DRIVER?

natasha romanoff now that i think about he is exactly her type.

pepper potts goofy? michelle jones will most likely blush when she calls him a pet name? wanda maximoff flirts with his childhood rival? queen shuri green eyes? natasha romanoff exactly.

bianca stark-potts when have i ever dated someone like him?

yelena belova SO YOU ARE DATING?!

bianca stark-potts NO STOP IT!

kamala khan but she likes him!

bianca stark-potts WHO LET THE CHILD IN HERE?

carol danvers i have never been this interested in someone's love life before.

kamala khan that's because you were in space for the longest time and are now dating an asgardian. carol danvers KAMALA! kamala khan i'm getting the feeling that no one knew that.

natasha romanoff WHAT? WHO?

bianca stark-potts 10 bucks it's valkyrie

carlos danvers 10 bucks bianca's dating charles but won't admit it because she's afraid that natasha and wanda will do what they did last time.

wanda maximoff it was something perfectly normal to do.

bianca stark-potts YOU BROKE INTO HIS HOUSE! natasha romanoff and he ended up cheating on you so really, no regrets.

michelle jones does charles know that harry was the one who gave you the dog? the same dog who loves charles very much and that charles adores?

kate bishop OSBORN?

bianca stark-potts not my brightest moment

kate bishop EVERYONE KNOWS OSBORN IS THE BIGGEST DICKHEAD AROUND!!

bianca stark-potts HE WASN'T A DICKHEAD WHEN WE FIRST STARTED DATING!!

kate bishop HE'S ALWAYS BEEN A DICKHEAD! HE JUST TRICKED YOU!

peter parker heeyy, guess what i just found out talking to red bull's media admin.

isaiah atkins peter if this another genius idea to wage war against the other teams i will tie you against our hospitality.

peter parker that is aggressive. but no bianca's going to hate this.

harley keener oh this is gonna be good.

peter parker guess who red bull invited to the next gp.

tony stark oh no. bianca stark-potts i knew this was going to bite me in the ass when carol brought him up.

charles leclerc what are we talking about?

harley keener oh boy, i can't wait to see how this one will go down.

bianca stark-potts HARLEY SHUT THE FUCK UP!

tony stark seriously hungary of all places? why not miami or monaco? hell texas or vegas would be a better place.

tony stark can't believe the dickhead said yes.

sebastian vettel what the hell is he upset about now?

peter parker oh it's great, bianca's ex boyfriend is attending the hungarian grand prix with red bull. peter parker the same one who gave her the dog we all know and love

bianca stark-potts PETER!!

ollie bearman i thought you said a friend gave you that?

harley keener oh it gets better. he asked her out with the dog as a gift.

charles leclerc oh.

charles leclerc would you look at that i suddenly have something to do with my brother.

arthur leclerc we do? charles leclerc yes we do

tony stark what's wrong with him?

sebastian vettel how do you not get it?

peter parker i'm also confused.

ollie bearman you're both hopeless.

ex-boyfriend huh?

harry and i dated but i never brought him up because he cheated on me. it's just- it's not important

he gave you a dog when he asked you to be his girlfriend.

i asked you out using a lightning mcqueen meme that you posted on your story.

and it was very adorable charles. i wouldn't change it for the world.

i'm not asking for you to do extravagant things like harry did. usually when he did them it meant he was cheating on me again.

a dog is not extravagant.

and what do you mean again?

it happened like four or five times each time with the same girl. the only reason i found out was because nat and wanda broke into his apartment.

they won’t do that to me right?

they might?

my apartment is a mess! they can’t break in with it like that!

glad to know those are your priorities.

are you kidding me, it’s black widow and the scarlet witch, they can’t see my messy apartment!

charles, it'll be fine. i doubt they'll break into your apartment.

but if they do?

they won't.

what if they do?

i'll talk to them.

bianca stark-potts

kamala khan that's so adorable.

michelle jones and they call this man a terror?

yelena belova he was a terror. i've seen the videos

natasha romanoff now i want to break into his apartment to see how messy it is.

wanda maximoff this is all the confirmation i needed to know that they are dating.

maria hill she warned him about you two breaking into his apartment. they're dating.

queen shuri i can't wait to see tony lose his shit over this.

riri williams i can should've seen this coming. he's exactly her type. america chavez you've been around less than me HOW DO YOU KNOW HER TYPE? riri williams i read the groupchat america!

hope van dyne i was in a meeting what did i miss?

hope van dyne OH MY GOD!! SCOTT OWES ME SO MUCH MONEY!!

bianca stark-potts YOU BET ON ME?

hope van dyne we bet that you would end up with a driver and we were right! scott thought it would be logan or lando. my money was on verstappen or charles.

alex albon all those in favor of max releasing the mad dutchman on this osborn guy

max verstappen why would i do that?

lando norris isn't it obvious? because she's dating the platonic love of your life

pierre gasly he's the platonic love of my life! yuki tsunoda do i mean nothing to you? pierre gasly yuki, no, it's not what it looks like!

george russell max just do as we ask! take him out!

oscar piastri as a date or murder? lando norris either works.

lando norris notice how he didn't argue that charles is the platonic love of his life.

max verstappen charles is not the platonic love of my life. it's daniel.

daniel ricciardo i'll take him out. i'll do it for vegas 2019!

charles leclerc NO! NO ONE TAKE HIM OUT!

charles leclerc WHAT'S THE FASTEST WAY TO CLEAN A MESSY APARTMENT?

pierre gasly WE'RE IN HUNGARY YOU IDIOT!

charles leclerc I AM IN DANGER OF IT GETTING BROKEN IN BY BLACK WIDOW AND THE SCARLET WITCH!! SOS!!

george russell WHY WOULD THEY DO THAT?

carlos sainz according to harley it's ritual to do with all of bianca's boyfriends.

max verstappen wait what does that have to do with harry?

charles leclerc oh so he's harry now? max verstappen christian said i have to be nice to him. something about him being some good investor but i couldn't care less charles leclerc take him out. max verstappen and why should i do that charles? charles leclerc ARE YOU KIDDING ME VERSTAPPEN!! HE- YOU KNOW- HE CHEATED ON BIANCA!! max verstappen and why is that important charlie? charles leclerc THAT'S MY GIRLFRIEND YOU IDIOT! THAT'S WHY!

max verstappen BOOM! I WIN! PAY UP LOSERS!

pierre gasly NO YOU CALLED HIM CHARLIE! YOU CHEATED!

max verstappen I TOLD YOU LOSERS I COULD GET HIM TO CONFIRM THAT THEY WERE DATING!

charles leclerc YOU MADE A BET ON ME?

carlos sainz it's not fair, they didn't let me participate because i'm your teammate

oscar piastri can i let it be known that i didn't want anything to do with this?

logan sargeant LIAR! YOU WERE THE BOOKIE!

charles leclerc I TRUSTED YOU OSCAR!

oscar piastri it was either bookie or they were going to make me flirt with peter and figure out if he knew something.

daniel ricciardo i'm back what did i miss?

daniel ricciardo OH COME ON MAX GOT HIM TO SPILL THE BEANS BEFORE ME??

alex albon there is no getting in the way of lestappen daniel. it's time we accepted that. bianca should too if she's going to date charles.

charles sat in his room, frowning down at his phone nothing was worse than a 'we need to talk text.' his stomach currently felt like there were a million bees buzzing around in there. the knock at his door startled him and he rushed to open it, being met with the sight of of bianca. she smiled brightly at him, causing the bees to subside a bit.

"you wanted to talk?" charles asked. bianca noticed the scared expression on charles' face and her eyes widened, quickly understanding what charles thought there talk was going to about.

“no! this isn’t that kind of talk, i swear,” bianca quickly said.

“then what is it about?” charles questioned.

“can i come in?” charles nodded, stepping out of the doorway and opening the door wider, allowing her in. bianca gave him a slight smile, before moving to sit on the couch in his room. she sighed, “i owe you an explanation about harry.”

“no, you don’t,” charles said, as he sat next to her. bianca laid her head on his shoulder. charles intertwined their hands, “i do, and it’s the least i can do. besides, if i learned anything from that relationship it’s that honesty is always the way right thing to do.”

“okay,” charles whispered. bianca sighed again, “i met him at some charity event my dad was holding, when i was a little girl, before he was iron man. os corp was stark industries biggest rival, it still is. but somehow we were friends growing up.”

“romeo and juliet,” charles muttered. bianca laughed, “funny, my mom said the same thing. we- we didn’t start dating until we were 17, both of our dads were against it, but norman. norman saw it as an opportunity to show the public that he and my didn’t hate each other. i was a business opportunity to him.”

charles frowned, "that's not very nice of him."

"well he turned out to be a supervillain on another earth who hated peter. so fingers crossed he doesn't turn out like that here."

"what?"

"that's a wild story for another time," bianca explained, "but i loved harry. he was my first everything, except kiss. i lost that one in a game of truth or dare at a party when i was 13."

"hmm, i was kissed in front of a swing set when i was 9."

bianca laughed, "i loved him charlie, and he used it against me. the girl's name isn't important, although, she was very much aware that harry was in a relationship with me. the entire time we were together he was with her. 3 years of my life down the drain, wasted on someone who was never even worth it."

"i'm sorry chérie (dear) ," charles whispered as he hugged her, bianca burying her head in the crook of his neck, "you should've never gone through that with someone like him. maybe it was a good idea to convince max to take him out."

"like a date? or like murder?"

charles shrugged with one shoulder, "it doesn't matter, either works. although, i think kelly might be upset over the date one."

"and christian would upset when max ends up in prison for murder."

charles laughed and bianca giggled softly, "he's such a connard," charles said.

"i don't know what that means," bianca admitted.

"asshole. it means asshole."

"good," bianca said, "because he is one."

"we should- non c'est bête (no, it's stupid)," charles cut himself off. bianca pulled away from him, "no, what were you going to say?"

"it is dumb," charles said as he dismissed his own thoughts.

"it's not," bianca argued, "what is it?"

"we should- we should go somewhere over break. like as a couple. that is what we are no?"

bianca smiled widely at him, "yes we are, and we should. where are we going?"

"oh," charles said, surprised, "i did not think you would say yes. i have not thought that far ahead."

"it's okay. we can go anywhere. i don't mind."

"well i'm glad we are a couple because i accidentally told a few other drivers we were dating."

"charles, i called you bae, and wanda immediately caught on."

charles laughed and bianca smiled at him. she curled into him, laying her head on his chest. the stark-potts girl yawned, "can i take a nap?"

"yeah," charles whispered, "you can take a nap. i think i'll nap with you."

"i'd like that." bianca whispered as she closed her eyes.

SPA 2024

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il mio cuore, i do speak italian, despite what people think. (my heart)

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scuderiaferrari it's a rainy one here in spa but we're glad to end the first half of the season on such a high note. it's another double podium for the ferrari boys. see y'all after the break! next stop: zandvoort!

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¡leclerc-s speaks! okay, i needed to give bianca an ex but i could not be bothered to come up with a face claim or name for him so i just went with harry osborn. i know technically the osborn family doesn't exist in the main mcu universe but in my world they do. i also googled a fan cast for harry osborn and the most popular one was timothee so i went with him. please ignore any typos in this, i made this on no sleep because insomnia is a bitch.

¡disclaimer! this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet for me. enjoy!

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Knew I'd Always Crawl Back

pairing: shuri ✘ black!fem!reader

summary: a question looms in the air: will you and shuri make it to your dinner reservation on time, if at all?

word count: 4373

contains: smut (18+), thigh riding, strap!shuri, multiple orgasms, oral, fingering, overstimulation, slight praise!kink, fluff at the end because romance is real!

tags: @fetchyourlife @shurisbbymama @takeyaki @n7cje @shuri-my-love @straightestgay-voice @simp4iwaizumi @bubshri @verachii

divider by: @firefly-graphics

note: lmaoooo, all i can do is laugh, truly. i wrote this whilst high, so i hope it's coherent? idk. i'm so in love with shuri y'all like this is crazy pants! shouts out to my mutual for translation help! enjoy <33

translations: sthandwa - my love, mtuwam - my person, bambo'lwami - my other half

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part two | part one

“How much longer until you're ready, sthandwa? I can only sit still for so long.” Shuri groaned from her seat in front of your vanity.

You stuck your head out from your closet as you put in your second earring, “I only need a little while longer.”

“Might want to pick up the pace!” She was annoyed, understandably. You’d given her that exact same response seven times already. She was patient at first, but it was wearing thin now.

Shuri showed up an hour earlier than your agreed upon time, no doubt for this exact reason. She was aware of how long it took you to get ready. This being your first date since getting back together, officially, did not help.

Your nerves were bouncing around like children hopped up on too much sugar. It reminded you of your jitters when you first asked her out. She’d made you wait an entire week before making up her mind, only to admit her answer was never not going to be yes.

Your girlfriend and her games. Your girlfriend. It felt amazing being able to call her that again. Three weeks apart dragged on like three years. It made you realize Shuri was a part of you, her presence sewed into your body and mind. A presence you refused to live without.

The conversation the two of you had about your future unraveled many emotions and thoughts that went unsaid for weeks. You finally opened up to each other about the pain and the loss being felt on both sides in a healthy way. It was hard, and raw, and it was real. It was the most honest conversation either of you had ever had. Having someone who accepts you at your most vulnerable was a rarity, but the ancestors sent you Shuri. And for that, you were most grateful.

The dust had settled, and that chapter of your lives was now closed, tied up with a happy ending thankfully. Tonight was a night of celebration. Shuri decided a romantic dinner at one of the most elite restaurants in the city was a good way to do that.

“Nothing that takes too long, please.” She’d said, insisting on needing to have you home and undressed beneath her as soon as humanly possible. You could not lie, you were just as impatient as her, maybe a bit more. She had refrained from touching you since that night in the club, and instructed you to refrain from touching yourself. It was pure torment, but torment you knew would be worth it.

Something that subsided your neediness was knowing she longed for your touch just as you did hers. Her little whimpers every time you brushed up against her in any way was evidence enough. Shuri did not know you were privy to this information, and you were going to have your fun with that.

You stepped away from the mirror inside your closet and stood under the threshold. “How do I look?” Her lip bite at the sight of you was immediate, and you smiled. She took in the way your velvet dress embraced your hips and curves. Your earrings dangled aimlessly as you posed for her, right arm extended above your wild curls. The heels you chose were the most uncomfortable pair you owned, but they were also the most elegant, and they matched your dress.

“You look…” The twinkle of awe in her eye was answer enough. You strutted towards her and not once did Shuri rip her gaze away from you. Knowing that your girlfriend was completely and utterly enamored with your very existence was a powerful feeling. It was a feeling you reveled in.

“Thank you, mtuwam, but I still believe my outfit is missing something.”

She slanted her head as if to disagree, “What could it possibly be missing?”

“My necklace.” Your pout was mighty, and so was her smile, but she said nary a word.

You stood in front of her and her eyes fixed on your chest, eyeing your cleavage without a drop of shame. Part of the reason you chose the dress you were in, was to garner that reaction out of her. You bent over a tad, pushing your boobs in her face just enough to keep her in her trance.

“I need this seat.” Your whisper was sweet and seductive. You were unsure if she heard you because she had yet to move a muscle. Shuri’s mouth hung agape as she salivated before you.

She shook her head then, blinking at you, “Pardon?”

“The seat. I need it.” You gestured to the chair in front of your vanity she’d been perched on while you got dressed with a small smirk.

Shuri cleared her throat, “Why? Are you not ready to go? You look ready to me.”

“I am ready. I just need to put my hair up, and then we may leave.”

Her eyes flickered to your chest again before she spoke, “If that is all you need to do then have a seat right here and do it.” She patted her thigh and smiled up at you. You gave her an eyeroll, but followed her instruction nonetheless. Her satisfied little grin was worth it you supposed.

You placed yourself in her lap and began grabbing fist fulls of your fro, humming along to the music playing softly in the background. Pretending not to notice the way Shuri gawked at you in the mirror was amusing, it seems you were incorrect about being more impatient than she was.

As you did your hair, you found your body moving to the song that played, grinding into Shuri’s thigh. The small amount of friction it brought you was thrilling. She did not seem to notice what you were doing. Good. Every few minutes, you would adjust yourself on her lap, swallowing the moan threatening to escape you.

It was risky, but Shuri busying herself with her Kimoyo beads left the opportunity wide open. You moved up and down as carefully as possible, trying to concentrate on your hair. Soft shallow breaths were all that you allowed yourself, but oh did you need more. The sensation, your clit on her clothed thigh, left your chest heavy.

You let your eyes flutter shut, allowing yourself to get caught. “You're not as sneaky as you believe yourself to be, you know.”

Her voice startled you and all your attempts to feign innocence were rendered useless. Lips pressed against your ear sent shivers down your spine. You exhaled a long, lengthy breath and shut your eyes tight.

“Okay. I’m ready to go now.” Attempting to hide the shake in your voice was difficult, and Shuri was buying none of what you were selling. You tried standing up, but she held you in place.

Her huff of laughter was one you knew well; she was scheming. “You may be ready to go, but I'm not. You made a mess on my pants.” She gestured to her leg, and sure enough, there was a small wet spot staring right back at you. Curling into yourself was an option, and the thought gnawed at your brain the longer time went on. This could not bode well for you.

“Now you must finish what you started.” Your eyes met hers in the mirror, and there were remnants of a smirk there.

“What?”

“I know you aren't wearing any panties under this little dress, sthandwa.”

Your eyes turned pleading as you watched her reflection. Shuri had warned you about the consequences if she found out you’d been pleasing yourself without her permission. And not only did you go against her, but you did it in her presence. “We're going to miss our reservation if we don't hurry.”

You stood, and she pulled you back down. “We aren't going anywhere until you finish what you started, my darling.” You knew that tone of voice well too, there was no arguing with her now.

You begged once more, but to no avail. Slowly, slowly, slowly, you opened your thighs. There was a small squish, and you began to rub your sensitive bud on the previous spot.

“I know you want to go faster, go ahead.” You picked up the pace and your breathing did the same. Small whines climbed up your throat as you rode Shuri’s thigh. It felt good; better than good, perfect. You were growing wetter with each hump, and her eyes did not move from the image of you in the mirror.

Your clit twitched at the contact, growing more and more sensitive. Shuri watched your breast jump with your movements, eyes glazed over, lust darkening their hue. Her lips were on your neck then, kissing right below your ear. Back pressed against her front, you threw your head back as you slid your pussy up and down her thigh.

Small, wet sounds were becoming audible as you approached your climax. Your pussy was dripping all over her pants. She did not seem to care, and neither did you. Your pace was a force to be reckoned with as you moaned, loud and booming. Shuri’s mouth and tongue were all over your throat, but not once did her hands move from your hips as she steadied you. With a small bounce of her thigh, she added to the sinister sensation.

You kept grinding into her, breathing heavily as you built yourself up. “That's it. I love that look on you.” Her words sent you almost immediately. And there it was, that feeling you were missing; that feeling Shuri denied you on the dancefloor. Your first orgasm in months. It filtered through you, filling your bones and muscles, and your entire nervous system. Your toes curled in your shoes and your riding rhythm faltered.

You cried out as it washed through you in the way waves do, groaned until you rode it out. A feeling you wish you could bottle. Orgasmic; the perfect name for the most perfect feeling.

Sleepiness overtook you, but you knew you weren't getting off that easy. “That was amazing, but I’m afraid my pants are ruined now.”

Shuri removed her hand from your hip, sliding ringed fingers through your damp, swollen folds. You hissed at the feeling, needing a minute to wind down. But you could not stop her, your body limp against hers.

“You're drenched.” She rubbed gentle circles on your used clit and you attempted to wiggle out of her touch. It only caused her to chuckle. Shuri dipped one of her fingers into your leaking hole, thrusting it in and out a few times before bringing it to her lips.

She hummed when your cum hit her tongue, “Oh I've missed this taste.”

“We're going to be late for dinner.” It was all you could manage, but you knew your words meant nothing.

Your eyelids hung low as you watched Shuri in the mirror. Her face let you know the only thing on the menu tonight was you, and Shuri was raised to believe you must always finish your food. “I want you out of this ridiculously short dress, and on the bed.”

Lazily, you practically crawled to your bed, the lastings of your orgasm still weighing you down. Your attempts to unzip your dress failed, so you turned to Shuri, “Help?”

Her smile pulled you in as she stood and came towards you. Your eyes traveled to her pant leg and the mess you made, and there was a warm fuzzy feeling within. She eased up behind you, running fingers up your arms and down your back before slowly sliding your zipper down. She kissed your shoulder, then your neck and you sighed into it.

Shuri guided your dress straps from your body, tugging gently at the fabric. She couldn't even wait for you to be completely out of it. As soon as your breasts were exposed, she cupped large handfuls of them and your eyes rolled back when she pinched your nipples.

“Does that feel good my dear?” She rolled your buds between her fingers, shooting pleasure right down to your achy sex. Wetness rolled down both of your legs, pulling you closer to yet another release. “I need to hear you say it, sthandwa. Tell me how it feels.”

She pinched harder and you yelped, “It feels so good.”

“Good. On the bed for me.” You stepped out of your dress completely and did as she instructed, climbing onto your comfy mattress and settling in. Shuri undressed herself at the foot of the bed, ripping off her suit piece by piece until she was left only in her unbuttoned dress shirt. The sight of her like that was overwhelming; prowling and hungry, and it just might be your favorite look on her.

Grabbing your ankles, Shuri pulled you closer to the edge and you giggled shyly. “Tell me, how long has it been since you last felt my lips on that pretty cunt of yours?”

“Too long.” You huffed and she nodded. Desperation lodged inside your bones at the thought of her going down on you.

She opened your legs and you shivered. “Do you miss it?”

“Terribly.” Your response was a whisper that she swallowed. She leaned forward to kiss you hastily, sucking on your tongue. Pulling away, her lips began to wander your lower body and you whined. Tattooed fingers hovered over your most delicate as she pulled your right nipple into her mouth. When her digits sunk into you, a cry sprung free and your head flew backwards in pure delight.

Feeling her spread her fingers inside of you as she lapped your nipple, swirling her tongue around it with every suck, drove you crazy. Her fingers worked you with skillful precision, causing you to squirm and tangle in your sheets. Teeth grazed your abdomen, descending down, down, down. She stopped where she fucked you before looking up, catching your eyes.

“Look at me while I devour you, let me see those eyes.” And you did. You drank in her dazed sunburnt irises as she wrapped her soft mouth around your swollen clit. Shuri’s slurps and sucks rang in your ears and your screams rang in hers, mingling in the air. She continued the thrusting of her fingers, sloshing around in your wetness and your cum from your first orgasm, just as you approached your second.

Brown eyes fixed on brown eyes all the while. Not once did she break her stare, and you did not dare break yours. Her tongue replaced her fingers and your hips lurched upward in pleasure. In and out, in and out. She lapped you up, making your head spin like a top.

Shuri pushed your hips back into the mattress and you squirmed, “Stay still.” It was a command you needed not to challenge. The pressure she put on your hips was sure to leave bruises in the morning, and the thought only turned you on more. You loved when she marked you as hers alone.

Your hands traveled to her head, tangling in her curls as you cupped it. Hearing her moan from the act of eating your pussy like a starved animal was single handedly going to do you in.

“Stick out your tongue.” You managed in between heavy breathing.

When she obliged, you created your own rhythm, rubbing your nub back and forth against her. Her hums of enjoyment pushed you to continue, only amplifying your sensation. Hips stuttered and vision blurred, your second orgasm swimming through you within seconds. “That's it dear, make a mess all over my face.”

“Yes, my Queen.” You breathed out strings of curses, humping Shuri’s face to drag your pleasure out. Sensational. And you only wanted more. You pulled her up to kiss you, and to cheekily get a taste of you on her. Grinning into the kiss, she sent her hand down to your hole again, pumping you softly. The kiss was heated and swoon worthy, your juices covering both of your lips.

When you flipped her, positioning her under you, it surprised her. A lone smirk formed on your lips and she matched it. “Your turn, my Queen.”

Warm tender kisses peppered her jaw, lips sucking anxiously. Your tongue trailed from her neck tattoo, down her throat, to peck the space between her breasts. It was slow and drawn out, and Shuri’s restlessness roared awake. It was what you planned for. You kissed her abs sweetly, then traveled back up her chest. Her groans of annoyance only egged you on. Reaching for her hand, you wrapped your fingers around her wrist, guiding it to her own soaking sex.

“Show me how you want it, mtuwam.” Shuri���s fingers, still coated in your slick, pushed through her wet folds. Slithering down the length of her body, you settled in between her damp thighs and watched her play with herself. Her movements were swift and jittery; a little too eager for your liking. “Slow down love.”

Extending your hand to her nipple seemed like the best way to intensify her pleasure, so it was what you did. Her groans were so pitiful; music to your ears. You clamped down with great strength and she screeched.

She tried slipping a finger inside herself, and you intervened then, replacing her digits with your own.

Revving Shuri up for a release was your only goal as your thumb massaged her throbbing clit. Sweet, sweet release, it was what she deserved for being so damn perfect. You lowered your mouth to her pussy, diving head first into her ocean. Instinctively, your tongue drove into her tight warmth, and she sobbed above you. Your own moans surged through her as you fucked and sucked.

Shuri’s body thrashed on the bed and her toes curled. She was close, and you had the power to take her all the way there. Having the Queen of Wakanda fiending for your tongue and fingers deep inside her was the ultimate power move. Royalty bowed to no one, usually, but her Royal Highness bowed to you.

“Is her Majesty going to come for me?” You looked up at her and the view was heavenly. She nodded, tweaking her nipples. Shuri’s back shot off the bed at the feeling of three fingers entering her. “There you go baby.”

When she came there was a few seconds of silence, followed by a slew of blasphemous lines. Eyes stamped shut and legs twitching uncontrollably. Grunts flew this way and that. You pumped her still, needing to feel her clench around you for a little while longer. You pulled your digits out of her soon after, and pushed them through her lips. “Open.”

“You taste fantastic. Won’t you agree?” She nodded with a cum glazed smile, catching her breath.

You climbed up to lay beside her, propping yourself up on your elbow. Admiring her beauty was your favorite thing to do. Flawlessness existed in the form of your girlfriend.

Her voice was groggy when she spoke, “I hope you know we are not finished.”

“I do know.” Your squeal was high pitched and it made Shuri giggle. Her shirt hung off her shoulder as she bent over for her bag. She returned with a box you knew well; too well.

A beckoning finger pulled you to the edge of the bed. It took only seconds for her to pop it open and you flinched, eyes widening.

“New?”

She nodded, “Brand new, for you.” She removed the toy from its resting place and you examined it. Bigger than the last one; sleeker, thicker. It both enthralled and alarmed you, a combination you enjoyed. Shuri placed the strap just above her crotch, and the harness materialized as her panther suit does. You bit your lip in excitement.

“Hands and knees.” You did as she said, arching your back in the process. She ran her fingers down the crook of your spine and you relaxed. Towering behind you like a shadow ��� Shuri positioned herself for intrusion.

Leisurely, she grabbed your hips, slipping into you. Her first thrust was measured and calculated, making sure you could take it. The stretch burned wonderfully, as you pushed back on her, signaling her to move. “You don't have to be gentle with me.”

“It was never my plan to be gentle.” Her last words before pulling out and plunging back into your cunt. You plummeted into your pillows with your screams as Shuri plowed you. Long deep strokes, bringing forth grunts from her. You knew she felt the pleasure rush too, through her design.

Squelching, and sounds of skin slapping skin bounced off the walls with the way Shuri ravaged you. Biting down on your pillow was the only way to keep yourself from crying your throat raw. She pulled out, slapping it against your puffy pussy, then dove back in. “Take it, all of it. I love the sounds you make for me.”

Fucking you was Shuri’s favorite thing to do. Nothing else apart from her work entranced her this much. And you loved performing for her, loved putting yourself on display with your moans and wails. You looked back at her working you, catching her watching herself move in and out of your tight pussy. Bottom lip between her teeth as she smirked.

The toy disappeared and reemerged meticulously, coaxing your orgasm out. Superpowered thrusts shook your bed, and the very walls of your room.

Your knees began their inevitable buckling; legs shook, and shuri knew you were close again, “Not yet. Want you to ride me.”

She slithered out your weary hole and you collapsed, crossing your thighs tight.

“Spread those legs, need you on top.” She laid on her back, holding the base of the sopping strap and waited for you to mount her.

Sinking down onto it opened you wider than you thought possible, and you basked in it, as tired as you were. “You’ve got this baby, I know you do.”

Her words of encouragement helped you persist until the shaft was all the way inside you.

Shuri grinned with pride, “Perfect.”

You lifted yourself up and sunk back down, creating a steady pace as you placed your hands on her chest. She guided your hips, fucking up into you all the while. Slamming yourself down on her over, and over, and over made your bed creak. You rode her with greed — starvation unabashed as you moaned like a mad man.

She soaked up the vibrations your bouncing created, and her own desperate whimpers rose in volume. The tip brushed over that special spot inside you again and again, yanking your orgasm front and center. Senses heightened as your tower of pleasure grew tall. Up, up, up. The sky was the limit.

Shuri nodded up at your fucked out features, knowing you were at your peak. She wove your fingers together, bringing your knuckles to her lips for the ghost of a kiss. Sweat trickled down the both of you as your grunts unified. She was close too. Amazing.

“Come on, make me proud sthandwa.” Her words were lightning, striking right where you needed to knock your tower all the way over. All consuming ecstasy; encompassing euphoria.

One last hump, one last thrust, and you were both coming. “Shuri!”

Her name velveteen as it escaped you.

Moans were all that could be heard as she writhed beneath you. Magnificent, melodious moans. She pulled out and you immediately missed the feeling of being filled. Slumped on top of her, your breathing fell in sync, chests rising and falling as one. She laughed when you rolled beside her in the sheets, nuzzling into her and letting your orgasm whisk you into slumber.

•••

The sweet smell of dewy night air tugged you from your sleep. Curtains danced without a care in the wind as you adjusted your eyes to the darkness. Reaching out for Shuri’s warmth, you were met with only emptiness. That was when you panicked. Shuri had never once left you in bed alone after sex.

You sat up frantically, slipping into her shirt laid beside you. Calling for her, you attempted to climb out of bed. The soreness at your core had another idea, unfortunately.

“Don't worry my darling, I'm here.” Shuri sauntered in then, a tray of food clutched in both hands. You smiled when you saw her, ear to ear. She’d pulled on one of your t-shirts and a pair of boxers.

She climbed on the bed and you clapped your hands excitedly when the smell of hot food hit your nostrils. “Since we missed dinner.”

You giggled, “And whose fault was that, my Queen?”

“Certainly not mine.” She scooped spoonfuls of rice into your mouth and the flavor made you hum.

Something caught your eye in the corner of the tray as you chewed. A beige rectangular box called your name.

“Go on, open it.” You squeaked and reached for it. There sat your necklace, shiny and gold, and perfect as ever. Below it sat a matching engraved bracelet.

You picked it up as Shuri pushed your hair out the way, clasping the chain around your neck.

Abaphansi bavumile ukuba sifanaelene Thina sobabini.

The ancestors have agreed that you and I are meant to be.

“Shuri I–” You were in hysterics instantly and she smiled. She placed it around your wrist, kissing the back of your hand sweetly.

“I need you to know that… that you are it for me. You've ruined me and I refuse to have it any other way, bambo'lwami. You are everything. And please, never take this off again.” She sniffed and you nodded with teary eyes.

Shuri placed the tray on your bedside table before kissing your lips. She kissed your face, your nose, your neck, your chest. She poked your sides, tickling you and sending you into a babbling fit of laughter.

You cupped her cheeks, pecking her lips again, “To know you is to love you, and I've loved you for as long as I have known you. All my paths lead right back to you.”

Her mouth pressed to your forehead and you leaned into it, wanting to soak her all up.

[dino-fart]

could you maybe write a one shot where namor and the reader kinda go out together on a date and namor gets jealous of a flirty guy?

(maybe also be plentiful of fluff and basically jealous namor)

I did it a little differently, if you don’t mind, also this look he has...Does things to me.

You wore a white sundress and a sunhat as you stood in the garden tending to the flowers. You were visiting Shuri to help her with the vegetation, you were a highly praised botanist. During your time in Wakanda you had met Namor and the two of you had unspoken feelings for each other. You were glad when he finally confessed to you at the end of the war. You, of course, returned his feelings happily. 

Now, you stood beside M’Baku and Shuri when the waters parted and the King of Talokan appeared. He walked with his people and approached you three. Your eyes met his and you wondered what he was going to say. You hope he would keep things peaceful. 

“The ocean has been cleared and my people did not see anything.” He said to Shuri. 

“Thank you, King Namor. I want to show you how we have progressed on your requested project.” Shuri gestured for him to follow her. You watched him walk away not even looking at you once. You didn’t think anything of it though, at least you tried to. 

You walked back over to the garden and sat there, journaling the flowers. 

“So...Can I ask how things are with you and fish man?” You heard M’Baku ask you. 

You turned your head to him and chuckled, “They’re fine, M’Baku. Thank you for asking.” 

“Good. Just...Making sure he’s treating you well.” 

“If he doesn’t I’ll come to you.” 

“Sounds like a plan.” M’Baku grinned. 

“What sounds like a plan?” Namor asked walking over. 

“Your lady will keep me updated on the progression of your relationship! It’s fascinating to some of us!” M’Baku patted Namor’s shoulders and left the garden. 

Namor had a crazed angry look on his face when he looked at you. 

“He’s just being nosy.” You chuckled and turned back to the journal. 

“Can I join you?” Namor asked. 

“Of course.” 

Namor moved to sit next to you and looked over at your journal. “I see that your journal is more important than me.” He looked at you. 

“Namor...Really?” You grin and turned your head to him. 

“It’s a valid observation.” 

“No it’s not.” 

“Put the book down.” He said angrily. 

You closed your book and took your hat off so you can look at him better. Namor looked away from you, he felt the anger leaving him when he saw your sweet gaze. 

After a long silence you finally spoke, “Are you done being angry?” 

“...Yes.” 

“And jealous?” 

“I am not jealous.” 

“You’re also a horrible liar.” You leaned over to kiss his cheek. 

Namor practically melted at the kiss and turned to you. “I’m sorry...” He said softly. 

“It’s alright your majesty, you know you have my heart, mi amado (my beloved).” You smiled and Namor leaned in to kiss your lips.

[jordisblogg]

ur best friend

shuri.u x reader / riri.w x reader (college au)

a/n: i deeply apologize to the riri lovers but i couldn't help myself..

warning: cheating, making out?, hungry mj

“alexa, what time is it?” you shouted from the bathroom, to which the device replied with ‘6:37’. it was almost time for you and your girlfriend, riri, to head out. she had said that you both were going on a dinner with two of her friends, shuri and mj. you told her you didn’t mind, you thought it would be good to see them again.

“bae, ain’t it almost time for us to leave?.” you asked the engineer, who, non surprisingly, was laid out on the bed, waiting for you to finish with whatever it was you were doing, as you walked out of the bathroom.

“you finally done?” she sat up, eyeing your body in your dress.

“yes, i’m done” you replied, matching her joking attitude, walking over to her and running your hand over her fresh cornrows. she relaxed in your hold and pushed forward to place a kiss on your stomach against the questioningly thin fabric.

“you look pretty, mama.”

“aww thank you!”

suddenly, riri’s phone started to ring, breaking the moment between you two. she pulled it from her back pocket and slid to the answer button.

“hello?”

“damn riri! are y’all coming or what, me and shuri have been waiting here for at least 15 minutes, i’m hungry!” you overheard what could only be a angry mj on the other line.

riri chuckled, “it’s been that long? shit, sorry were on our way.”

“riri i’m hungry dammit!” was the last thing you heard before riri dropped the call, shaking her head.

“we leavin’ i’m guessing?” riri nodded and grasped your hand, leading you both out of her dorm room.

it didn’t take you both too long to get there, when you walked in the restaurant you saw the table shuri and mj were sitting at and went over. mj, of course, was still looking agitated, while angrily sipping on her sprite.

“my fault y’all.” riri apologized

“it’s fine, i didn’t expect any less, so how have you both been? haven’t seen you two a lot since the dates for finals were sent out.” shuri’s accented voice broke your amused lock on mj, jesus did she always sound so.. sexy?

“ahh,” riri gave a sheepish look and rubbed the back of her neck, “we both have been studying pretty much the whole time, and you know.. a lil study time.” she laughed as you hit her arm.

“gross” the royal shook her head.

“how have you been shuri? we’ve missed you and aurora, she couldn’t come?” you changed the subject, causing shuri to slowly suck the air through her teeth.

“we broke up.” she stated simply

“oh shit i’m sorry—“

“it’s fine y/n/n, you didn’t know, but this one over here,” she threw her thumb at mj, “hasn’t stopped clowning me for it.”

“i told you she was no good, never trust a stem.”

“mj.. i’m a stem.” the princess looked at her questioningly

“.. never trust an american stem.” mj waved her finger.

“please stop talking, you’re making my head hurt”

you couldn’t help but giggle at the altercation between the two. you did feel bad about them two breaking up, but, a small part of you was.. grateful?

“i really am sorry about you and aurora though, shuri.”

“you’re fine y/n, promise.” she smiled, why was her smile so fucking gorgeous? and why are you just now realizing it?

“where’s the waiter, i’m fucking starving!” mj groaned.

“you’ve been starving for the past half hour.” riri rolled her eyes.

once you all were able to call a waiter over, you began to order, unfortunately shuri had went to the bathroom, so you volunteered to order for her, even though she was most likely talking to riri or mj, you decided to take the initiative. that wasn’t weird, was it? or were you just overthinking things..

anyways— the dinner was nice and mj was satisfied, her hunger now demolished, now you all were just using the rest of the time to chat.

every once in a while you would take a glance at shuri, especially when she would speak, and sometimes she would catch you staring and you would want so bad to look away but.. her eyes were so mesmerizing, you couldn’t pull away.

you knew this was wrong to be attracted to shuri, knowing you had a girlfriend. but it was something in you that made you want to see what it was like being with shuri instead.

picturing her putting her arm around your waist while she walked you to class, or feeling her kiss on your skin, or her taking you to her home country—

oh god what the fuck was wrong with you

“babe?” riri tapped you, snapping you out of your abominable thougts. you blinked, not even realizing how dumbfounded you looked at the moment.

“huh?”

“she had asked you a question, intombi entle?” fuck you didn’t even know what she said and yet it was causing butterflies in your stomach to emerge. is she doing this shit on purpose?!

“i’m uh.. ima go use the bathroom, i’ll be back!” you stated quickly before getting up and walking away from the table.

the girls watched you leave in confusion, all except shuri. she pulled her phone out, pretending someone had texted her, “i need to make a call, ill be back.”

“better not be aurora, shuri!” she heard mj shout at her as she walked out the door, then heading to the other entrance by the bathroom.

as you burst through the door of the ladies room, you tried to catch your breath, luckily there was no one in there. you leaned over against the sink, staring down at the drain of the sink.

“i’m horrible” you shook your head at yourself, even though you haven’t committed any of the acts you’ve thought about while sitting at that table, you still felt dirty.

your stomach dropped at the sound of the door creaking, the bustle of the people in the restaurant audible for a quick second before silence.

“y/n..” that accented voice called again, and how badly you wanted to run to it.

“y/n.” you felt a grip on your waist as she turned you around, now fully facing the princess and all of her glory.

“what’s been going on with you tonight?” you couldn’t speak, too busy staring at her features, you were speechless, only when her grip tightened on your hips is when you gave her an answer.

“you’re so pretty..”

well.. sort of an answer.

“what?” the princess’ eyes grew in size, but her face had flushed a dark shade of red, giving you a boost of confidence at how you made her react to your words.

“you heard me..” you stared up at her, you’re eyes locking with her beautiful brown orbs.

“y/n, you’re with riri.” she whispered, as if you two weren’t the only ones in the room.

“yet, you won’t let go of my waist..” you wrapped you arms around her neck, fingers running against the tattoo that ran down her neck.

“you know what you were doing at that table, shuri, you’re not stupid, you know i want you..”

she held back a groan. how badly she wanted you too, she hated to admit, the entire time she was with aurora, she was thinking about you, the only reason she even got with the girl was to get her mind off of you. she couldn’t have you, you were riri’s, but that only made her want you more, and now that she knows the feeling is mutual..

“just kiss me this one time shuri, just wanna feel you.. please.” you begged, ghosting your lips over hers, where was all of this coming from?

“just this once.. let me see what aurora was missing out on..” you smiled, and that broke her.

she leaned down to press her soft lips onto your glossed ones and you both moaned at the contact. your fingers gripped at her curls as she kissed you hungrily, like she had been craving you.

you made a move and slid your tongue into her mouth with ease. shuri moaned and pulled you against her impossibly closer, feeling your plush breasts against her and your tongue down her throat was sending her into a frenzy.

you whimpered as she began to pull away, not being able to take anymore with the need for air, but still pulled at your bottom lip, a giving you a final peck.

you watched her breathlessly as she licked her lips, staring down at yours, and not being my able to resist you, she went in to kiss you again, though these kisses were shorter.

peck after peck after peck..

and you smiled into every one of them shamelessly.

“you don’t know how long i’ve been wanting to do that..” she huffed, her hands dropping down to your ass. you smiled and pecked her again.

“we should probably go.. riri might get suspicious..” you laid your head in the crook of her neck, engulfing her scent.

“y-yeah..”

you walked out of the restroom after telling shuri to linger behind.

it was easy to come up with a lie for her, riri didn’t suspect anything, at least that’s what it looked like.

soon, the night was over, you all said your goodbyes to each other. you hugged shuri last, giving her enough time to whisper in your ear.

“bye, pretty girl”

you all went to your cars heading back to campus, thought the entire car ride you were distracted.

you couldn’t believe that you had just made out with shuri, your girlfriends best friend. you felt horrible but someone had to seize the sexual tension going on between you too. she just looked too good. she didn’t admit to wanting you back, but you knew her actions definitely did.

“so did you have a good time at the dinner, baby?” your girlfriend asked you.

your phone illuminated as you got a notification from your messages. you unlocked it and went to the person who messaged you, instantly blushing.

shuri🩶

you looked good in that dress, princess

you smiled, “yeah, i did”

[heejayy]

Shuri U. || Unexpected Love

Warning • a little angst, swearing, suggestive

Genre • fluff, friends to lovers

Pairing • Shuri x fem! Black Reader

Wc: 2.7k

A/n: I needed to write something wholesome after all that smut 🤭🫶🏾

It wasn’t suppose to happen like this. You only made monthly visits once in a while to cheer her up and make sure she was level headed but over time something grew in Shuri. She couldn’t name it but anytime it was time for you to leave she would watch you board the Talon fighter with an aching pain in her chest and it grew and grew until your next visit.

Which is today, Shuri waited for you on the landing pad with her palms sweating and her heart pounding. She was so eager to see your smile again and embrace you with a warm hug.

“Nervous?” Shuri was startled when a voice appeared from behind her. She turned around to scowl the person, only to realize it was Okoye.

Shuri scoffed, "I see you're back from your world tour, what impeccable timing," she muttered sarcastically, causing Okoye to chuckle.

"I'm not staying long, just a week home before I'm back out on my journey again," Okoye says proudly, looking off in the distance. "But I have one thing to say to you...just don't freeze," she teases, patting Shuri's shoulder.

“Wha- I am not my brother, I won’t freeze!” Her reaction was a little too late as she had already began walking off. Shuri then began fidgeting, adjusting her sweatshirt, muttering about how annoying Okoye was. While going on a self rant about how she won’t freeze in front of you before she knew it the Talon fighter was landing and off come you with the most heart melting smile.

“Ahh Shuri!” You ran down the steps towards Shuri dropping all your luggage jumping into her arms “oh it’s so good to see you, it been so long!”

You looked extremely good, you hair was done in waist length box braids, face glowing and you smelled of vanilla. Shuri’s favorite scent on you, she couldn’t help but stare you were gorgeous.

“Shuri?”

“Oh- yeah six months and two weeks to be exact but who’s counting?” she jokes holding you in a bond crushing hug, damn it I froze she thought mentally smacking herself hoping you didn’t notice.

But all you noticed was how nice it felt to be back in her arms.

“So what’s should we do first?” You grinned excitedly looping your arm into hers.

“Well we have an ice cream date planned shall we go now?”

“Yes!”

“Boo you suck!!” You grumbled swinging around in Shuri’s swivel chair picking ice cream from the bottom of the tub.

She chuckled wiping her oiled covered hands “What so ever do you mean by that?” You stuck you lip up at her giving her a stank face.

“You said ‘I have an ice cream date planned let’s go” you mocked her in a horrible Wakandan accent “but what you failed to mention was that you actually meant ‘I’ll buy you a tub of ice cream if you sit in my lab with me bored out of your mind’ now does that sound fair?” She shook her head rolling her eyes at your dramatics.

“I remember no such thing” ok, that’s how she wants to play this?

You nodded in a mischievous way before quietly making you way over to her, you wondered around her circling her like your prey acting as if you were interested in her work. Before she could notice you snatched her tool out of her hand and made a a run for it, you knew you wouldn’t get far but that wasn’t your goal.

“Get back here!”

She caught you by your waist lifting you off the floor, “gotcha you little thief” you giggle wriggling around.

"Put me down!" She chuckled as she placed you on a table with your hands above your head, "not until you apologize for interrupting my work," she smirked, making your heart skip a beat. You two stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like an eternity, hers filled with masked pain but also love, Shuri was full of so much love and she wanted to share it with you.

“My queen- oh!” You two quickly broke apart staring awkwardly at Aya who had interrupted you.

“Um my queen we have a slight problem at the border nothing too serious but I’d just thought you’d like to know” Shuri nodded stepping away.

“I’ll be back then we can do something I promise” you smiled nodding, shooing her away to attend her problems.

Waiting for Shuri grew tiresome, so you what did you do to pass the time? You rambled through your best friend’s room “what’s hers is mine and what’s mine is mine” you smirk looking through her closet.

"Oh, this is cute... Yes, I'll take this one and- what is this?" you spoke to yourself, as you drew out a brown plaid scarf that was neatly hung on a hanger. It was the scarf you had wrapped around Shuri's neck the night she took you to the Jabari mountains. You can't believe she kept it; you thought she'd lost it. Knowing she kept it warmed your heart.

“What are you up to?” You jumped dropping everything you held in your hands.

“Fuck me!” You yelled startled “good god Shuri can give me a warning” she rolled her eyes walking further into the closet e among the clothes you’ve taken.

“Why are you in my things?” You shrugged retrieving your things from the floor. She watched you with an amused grin, “no no go ahead take them what’s mine is yours right? ” she said with her words dripping sarcasm.

“Ha ha very funny but yes you’re right these now belong to me” you smiled walking out of her closet and she followed.

“Oh and for the record you’re taking me out tonight you owe me big time” she took a seat on her bed watching you put each piece clothing to your body seeing how they would look on you.

“That would look good on you” she complimented staring at you with her big brown doe eyes, the same eyes that made you flustered when they looked at you.

“Well um anyways” you cleared your throat placing her clothes on the bed “to celebrate my return can we go out parting like I don’t know…to a club?” you looked at her with pleading puppy eyes hoping your tactic will get her to leave her house and go clubbing with you. She tilted her head mocking your look before she uttered a no.

“Come on Shuri we don’t have to drink we can just dance, listen to music and vibe that’s all” you grabbed grabbed her hand giving it a comforting squeeze “it’ll be just me you together, that’s all we need right?”

There’s that feeling again, her heart started pounding, her stomach turn and her hands sweat. Your gaze made her feel whole again, made her feel like she didn’t have a gaping hole in her heart unable to be filled.

“Alright what the hell we can go out” she said in a defeated tone “but only for a few hours!” You cheered throwing yourself onto her.

“Yes!” You grabbed her face smashing your lips into her cheek “I’ll go get my things and we can get ready in your room.”

As she watched you leave her room she reached up to caress the spot on her cheek you kissed with a wide grin appearing on her lips. She was smitten with you.

“Mmm damn I look good, ” you smirked staring at yourself in her body mirror, you wore a white two piece skirt and crop top paired with white strapped fur heels, while she wore a black suit, opened blazer with nothing but a brallete underneath, and my god did she looked good.

“Did my ass get fatter?” She snickered at your comment messing with her curls trying not to make herself noticeable as she stared at you.

“Y/n shut up and let’s go” she grabbed your hand snatching you away from the mirror, what she wanted to say was yes your ass was fat and yes she wanted to smack it, and it made it no better that you walked right in front of her with that small cloth around you called a skirt. The way your hips moved with each step you took mesmerized her, she took a deep breath in stuffing her hands deep in her pockets tearing her eyes away from your ass. You were going to be the death of her.

When you arrived at the club, you two seemed to have split up right away; a swarm of women whisked Shuri away to the dance floor, and you let them go, but not without feeling a twinge of jealousy. You brushed it off, reasoning that she doesn't get out much and thus deserved it, and went on to find your own dance partner. It's more likely that she found you. You gave her a chance because she was cute.

“What are you doing here all alone beautiful?” You rolled your eyes at the lame pick up line.

“I’m not alone I came with a friend” you yelled over the music as you continued to dance.

“Well where is he?” She asked pulling your hips closed to her.

“They’re a she and she’s out having fun.”

"Well, why can't we have our own fun?" That's my cue, you thought as you walked away from the stranger, ignoring her call behind you. You took a seat at the bar and asked, "Can I get a margarita on the rocks?" As the bartender turned to take your order, you heard a scoff.

“What are you a middle age white mom?” You gasped ready to defend yourself when you realized the snarky comment came from none other than Shuri.

"You little fucker, I thought you were dancing?" She shrugged as she sipped her mimosa. You rolled your eyes at her beverage selection.

"Really a mimosa?" You asked mocking her, she smacked her lips at you "Don't judge me, they're good.” You two share a giggle before calming down.

"How about you and your little fangirls? What happened to them?"

“I wasn’t feeling it, it felt really weird getting all that attention” you nodded.

“It shouldn’t be weird at all Shuri, you’re an attractive woman with an incredible personality and you’re insanely smart” she glanced at you for a moment before staring her drink down.

“Why thank you, you’ve boosted my ego yet again” she joked trying to play it cool, she turned to say something else but you interrupted her with a gasp “oh my god I love this song” you hopped of your still putting your hand in front of her.

“Shall we go dance m’lady” she giggled taking it, “we shall.”

While the song was playing, you wrapped Shuri's arms around you and grinded on her. She was taken aback at first and didn't know how to react, but after feeling you sway to the music, she quickly got the hang of it. She moved with you, following the flow of the music, feeling the beat rattle inside her body; she couldn't deny how much she enjoyed this sensation. The sensation of you two being so close and intimate made her feel things she shouldn't have felt for her best friend.

“aren’t out enjoying yourself?” You asked laying you head back on her chest.

“I- I think we should go” before you knew it she was gone, leaving you in the middle of the dance floor confused and hurt. You didn’t take long chase after her finding her outside pacing back and forth, you’ve seen this before it’s her calculating pace. When she can’t figure an equation out she’d pace to get her mind going but what equation was she trying to solve now?

“Shuri what the hell was that all about, I thought we were having fun?” No response.

“Shuri Udaku speak to me!” Your outburst made her abruptly stopped and turnto you.

“You’re confusing me, why are you confusing me!” She yelled pointing at you.

“What on gods green earth are you talking about?” She let out a dry chuckle as if you were suppose to know.

"This! US!" She screams frustrated “Every second I spend with you feels like my heart is about to erupt from my chest; you drive me insane in the best way! You make me flustered with the smallest action, you and your beautiful smile make me want to grab your face and kiss you a thousand times over, there isn’t anything in this entire universe I wouldn’t do for you. You make me feel special and cared for and I'm just trying to figure out whether it's friendly love or you...you actually love me." She was breathing heavily fidgeting with her fingers staring at you for an answer, your mind was spinning, maybe it was the liquor catching up to you, you were always a light weight.

“Bast why did I just say that, look at you, you looked frightened” Shuri was now confused and embarrassed.

You grabbed her hands holding them tightly in yours “Shuri just breath,” listening to your soft voice she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

“i am not afraid of you my love, I’d never be afraid of you. And if you were feeling this way you should’ve came to me sooner not holding all these emotions in at once.”

"If you had come to me, I could have told you that I was feeling the same way..." hearing that lit spark in Shuri's eyes, so you decided to finish "it started a while back, watching you care for your country and your people making sure they were ok all while trying to handle the death of your family. It was astounding to me, I admired your strength and determination but then I realized you were masking your pain. So I wanted to be an outlet for you, to make sure you kept the little bit of the happiness you had left, and the more time we spent together, the harder I fell for you, so to answer your question, yes, I do love you."

A smile took over her worried face, she gently cupped your face in her hands looking into your eyes “can I kiss you sithandwa sam?” You nodded, she leaned down connecting her soft lips with yours, your lips instantly moved in sync with one another, she deepened the kiss as one hand trailed down to your waist bringing you closer to her. The kiss was electrifying all those held back emotions are now being released, you were so in the moment you almost forgot you were outside a club.

You came back to earth pulling away trying to catch your breath “Mmm shit Shuri we’re outside anyone can see us” she ignored you bringing you back into the kiss, but you giggled moving back again.

“Shuri” you warn, she groaned annoyed as she bit her bottom lip looking down at you. She’s never looked at you liked this it was almost like a yearning desire behind them, you liked it.

“I’ve finally gotten the girl I want and now you don’t wanna kiss me how hurtful” you scoff smacking her arm “don’t be so dramatic we can continue when we get back to your place” you pulled her in by her blazer leaving one last kiss on her lips.

“If we make it home fast enough I’m all yours” liking the sound of that Shuri quickly wrapped her arm around you as you both walked to the car.

“Can I ask you one more thing love?” You nodded with a smile “of course cutie what is it?”

“Can I please smack your ass I’ve been dying to do it all night?”

“Shuri don’t be dirty!”

“Oh please says the one who was grinding all over me” you sighed defeated “fine just onc-“ before you could finish she smacked your butt the hardest she could before taking off running, with her giggles echoing through the night.

“Shuri i’m going to fucking kill you! That shit hurt!”

Taglist 💌: @abenomeiiii , @lustfulbarbie , @locoforshuri , @zayswriting , @pinkwright , @6-noir , @saintwrld , @inmyheadimobsessed

Shuri’s Masterlist

©heejayy 2023 — any reposts or translations of my works outside of tumblr are strictly prohibited unless granted permission 🤍

[ventingfanfics]

Best Date Ever (Shuri x Reader)

Maybe engineering wasn’t Shuri’s only talent. She was also decent at acting. Every time you two were around each other, she managed to keep her cool, despite internally squealing. Riri, Okoye, M’Baku, and Nakia were the only ones aware of her true feelings. And they teased her accordingly. You recently started working at the lab as a paid internship while you went to school. According to Shuri’s sources, you were a player. Okay, so not officially. You were very charming and easy to get along which garnered a lot of suitors. There was only one person, however, who had your interest. 

“Hey princess, I like your kicks,” You said. It was getting late, which explained why many of the staff were proceeding to leave the lab. You were in no rush. Sometimes you didn’t mind staying late if it meant tomorrow would be easier for you. Plus, it meant you got to spend more time with Shuri. “You should let me borrow them.”

“I don’t think we wear the same size,” Shuri replied.

“Where’d you get ‘em from? Maybe we can go to the store and you can help me find a pair.”

“I got these online.”

Anyone else would probably be a little annoyed, but you just grinned. “Doesn’t mean I have to. Come on, Shuri, put me on. Where do you get your fashions? Unless you design them all.”

“Pretty much,” she said with a smirk and gestured around at some of her creations. 

You pretended to think, though you did wonder the answer to your next question. “What would it take to get you to design some gear for me?”

Shuri cracked a smile, and you mentally fist-pumped. She controlled her laugh. “Let’s see…maybe not being an intern.”

“Ouch. Ice Princess it is, then, huh?”

She folded her arms, looking you up and down, as if saying “and what about it?”

You sighed. “Well, that was unsuccessful.”

Shuri laughed and watched as you packed up your bag. Unbeknownst to you, the look in her eyes became longing. You looked up, ready to say bye, and you saw her quickly avert her eyes. She cleared her throat. 

You raised an eyebrow and looked on, amused. “So, I’ll see you tomorrow…”

“Mhm. You will.”

“Tomorrow’s a long time, though. Why are you rolling your eyes? I mean it, Shuri.”

“I know you tell all the girls this.”

“No, just the ones I’m attracted to. And there’s only one person occupying that space.”

Shuri’s heart raced at the boldness of your words and gaze. You stepped close to her and she stiffened like a board, except for her trembling hands. 

“What’s wrong, pretty?” You asked, concerned.

She refused to look at you, but you stopped that by grasping her jaw. 

“N-nothing,” she answered, solemnly peering at you. 

“Doesn’t seem like nothing, princess.” You separated from her only to sit on her desk and sit her in between your legs.

She blushed. “I’m fine, I promise.”

“Yes, you are.”

She battled a smile, meanwhile you happily showed yours with ease. She sighed, leaning back against you, which made your heart swell. You wanted to hold this moment. The two of you stayed like this until she thought someone was coming. At that, she budged and went around to her desk, busying herself.

You laughed lowly, shaking your head at the engineer. “Princess, you’re grown.”

She gave you a look. “Duh, Y/N.”

“So, why did you scramble away like you got caught stealing?”

“Maybe if you didn’t have the reputation you have, I would be more relaxed,” she said in defense. 

“And what reputation is that?” You asked, though you were sure you knew the answer. You had suspected that some kind of fear was holding Shuri back. You just weren’t sure what the fear stemmed from.

“Really, Y/N? You’re going to sit there and pretend you don’t know people call you a player.”

“So that makes it true?”

Cat got her tongue.

“I just don’t want to get hurt,” she admitted quietly. Even though you were offended, you wanted to hug her right now. You knew she’d been through a lot. Her heart was probably in a very fragile state. “But that doesn’t mean I should judge you without getting to know you.”

You smiled. “Does that mean you’ll go on a date with me?”

~~

Shuri laughed when your destination turned out to be a sneaker store. 

“I promise this is a small part of the date,” You told her. 

She didn’t say anything, just amusedly walked inside the store, looking around. You were amazed at how quickly she found the very pair of sneakers you were interested in. They were a nice replica of Shuri’s pair, though she had made her own customizations. 

“Try them on,” she said and waited for you to do so. You felt warm at her treating you like you were her child, asking you how they fit and if they were comfortable. “Do you like them?”

You confirmed that you did and she nodded, walking off to go pay for them despite your protests. 

“What do you say?” She asked teasingly as you left the store. 

“Thank you, princess.”

“You welcome. Mine are still better, though.” 

Next, you took her to a tattoo parlor. She had recently mentioned at the lab that she was planning to get another tattoo. By the widening of her eye and parted lips, you knew she was surprised that you knew. 

You encouraged her to squeeze your hand. She insisted that it was no thang. She would go on to squeeze your hand, however, reasoning that she was rusty because it had “been a while.” 

“Are you gonna get one?” She asked, smiling.

You told her you’d think about it. “It’s not about me tonight,” You said in her ear and you could see a big smile spread on her face. 

When you arrived a fondue restaurant, Shuri failed to contain a giggle. 

“Why do you keep laughing, woman? Are you trying to crush my ego?”

Shuri’s amusement turned into a side-eye. “First of all, Y/N, no one should have that kind of power over you. And second, I’m laughing because I feel like a kid again.” She smiled.

“I get it.” 

She kissed your cheek and pulled you to follow the usher who led you both to your table. Dinner was a hit and not just because of the food. Shuri wasn’t just beauty and brains, she was easy to talk to and banter with. You decided you could probably talk to her all night and truly not get bored.

“What was your first impression of me?” You asked. 

“Oh,” she said and you both shared a soft laugh. She stared at you deeply. “I thought you were…hmm…” She stroked her jaw. 

“You thought I was a player, apparently.”

“No, you right, I did. But I thought you were nice, smart, and a baddie.”

You smiled widely. “Oh, I’m a baddie?”

She conveniently sipped her drink. 

“I thought you were all of those things…and…” You paused for dramatic effect.

“And?” She pressed.

“A little stuck-up. Just a smidge.” You made the gesture with your thumb and pointer. “At least towards me. But I like it.”

She rolled her eyes. “I am not stuck-up, Y/N.”

“Just a little smidgington. Come on, you know you’re sassy.”

“I disagree, I’m just clever.”

“That too. You’re all of those things, and I’m not mad. You have every right to be, with your fine princessy ass.”

She struggled not to laugh. “Y/N!” 

You chortled, pleased with her reaction as she held her stomach, doing the silent kind of cracking up. She got up and sat next to you, grabbing your face. “What am I going to do with you?”

“Hopefully something…nah, let me stop.” You held off from saying something inappropriate. Shuri was flustered as it was, though she clearly entertained by it. 

“What do you want to do to me?” You questioned softly. Oh, you thought, noticing her stare harden. And before you knew it, she tightened her grip, kissing you firmly. 

“I’m sorry,” she said, leaning her forehead to yours. She didn’t mean to kiss you roughly. She wanted you to like her kiss. You opted to encourage her physically. You stroked her forearm before softly and slowly molding your lips together once more. Craving more, Shuri leaned closer to you, enabling you to feel her body warmth. Your name never sounded better, courtesy of her mouth. “Y/N…”

“Mhmm,” you hummed, kissing her neck. She looked so blissed out. It was beautiful. 

She gripped your thigh as if for relief. Her breathing picked up when your neck kisses progressed into sucks. You marveled at her sensitivity, which was also surely heightened by being in a public place. You wanted her so bad you didn’t care. But you could’t have y’all go out like that. She whined a little when you ended your efforts to give her a love bite. 

“Sssh, we can continue this at my place, if you want, only if you want to,” You assured her. You meant this, too. It was up to her to decide if she wanted to proceed. You wanted her to be completely sure. 

After fighting over who would pay the bill, you both agreed to split the check. You don’t know what came over Shuri, but when you reached the car, she restrained your wrists, launching another make out session.

This was the best date ever.

[killmongerskeeper]

Pretty Distracted // Shuri

Summary/Request: I absolutely adored your fic with shuri!! would you pretty please with a cherry on top write shuri fluff? please carry the shuri fandom -Anonymous

Pairing: Shuri x Fem!Reader

Warning: Fluff

Word Count: 988

Sometimes you feel useless. Like nowhere you do can help her. She's falling into the endless pit of grief and you couldn't do anything but watch. You watched her move around her lab with ease as you continued to work on your sketch. Shuri now held the power of the black panther, that's a lot of responsibility on her shoulders. Along with the trauma of the passing of her brother and mother. It's a feeling you can't relate to. You don't want her to feel as if she's doing this on her own. She couldn't even remember today's date. You tried to ease your mind and filled in your sketch with a black colored pencil. You couldn't help the small smile that appeared on your lips as you closed the notepad and walked up to her. Your arms wrapped around her body and before she could protest you quickly spoke. 

"I'll have something for you later. When it's done I'll come fetch you." You said and she sighed.

"I don't have time for distractions Y/N." She spoke, trying her best not to sound harsh.

"You could use one actually." You corrected with a grin. You've learned that when she pushes you away, you have to be assertive and firm with her. To hold your ground. You started to walk away with your notepad and called out to the AI.

"Griot!"

"Yes Ms. Y/N?" He answered back.

"Can you remind the princess I'll be coming to fetch her in a couple of hours." You said and she turned to you with a slightly annoyed stare. You shrugged your shoulders with a wide grin when she rolled her eyes at your stubbornness. 

"Of course Ms. Y/N." With that the elevator door closed and you went on your way to the market. There you got some fruits and a couple of small trinkets to complete the setup of your idea. Making your way back to the palace you stopped to pick a couple flowers with a smile on your face. When you made it back to your shared room you beelined to the balcony and got to work. A couple hours had passed but your creation was complete. You changed into a simple black dress and some comfortable black flats before reaching for your jewelry. It was a necklace Shuri made for you on your 2nd anniversary. You let the piece rest against your chest and looked yourself over in the mirror. You quickly put your hair in a braided bun and shut the lights off to hide your surprise until you got back with the princess.

"Griot. It's time." You said and a voice responded through your kimoyo bracelet. 

"I understand Ms. Y/N." When you reached the elevator you felt butterflies in your stomach. 'Get it together Y/N.' You can't chicken out now. Assertive and firm. Assertive and firm. You took a deep breath as you reached the lab and the doors opened. 

"Princess. I was instructed to warn you of Ms. Y/N's arrival." Griot spoke to Shuri as she was still working on who knows what.

"I know. I know. But I'm so close I can't just-" She stopped mid sentence when she saw you standing there with a small smile on your lips. "What's going on?"

"I told you I'd come get you after a couple of hours. There's something I want to show you." You told her and she opened her mouth to speak but no words came. You grabbed her hand and started to drag her back to the elevator much to her dislike. 

"Y/N I'm almost finished. Can you just come back in another hour?" She whined at being dragged away from her work, but she made no move to fight against you. You remained quiet as the elevator doors closed, leaving the two of you in silence. She doesn't say 6 makes this easier for you. Until you get to your shared quarters, does she speak again. 

"Y/N why are we here?" She questioned before you turned on the lights. Her eyes went wide as she scanned the room to see it beautifully decorated with flowers and different fruits. All of which are her favorites. You walked up to her and took her hands in yours before leaning into her.

"Happy Anniversary my love." You smiled and she looked like she had seen a ghost.

"I completely forgot that it was today. Shit I'm so stupid. Baby I'm so sorry I didn't -" You cut her off by giving her a soft kiss, rubbing small circles on her hand. 

"It's alright. I'm not upset. You've had a lot on your plate so I wanted to surprise you." She looked around the room one more time before wrapping her arms around your frame, burying her face in your neck. 

"I'm sorry." She muttered and you moved to grab her cheeks.

"Hey it's alright. I promise. Now come." You said pulled her to the balcony. "I remember you saying how you wanted to have a picnic under the stars. I figured since I couldn't get you to leave the palace, here would suffice." She looked at everything you were presenting to her 

She stood in the doorway staring up at the sky. You noticed a tear fall down her cheek and you rushed over to her. "Why are you crying?"

"Thanking Bast for bringing you to me." You gave the biggest smile you could muster before she captured your lips with her own. 

"So much for not wanting to be distracted." You grinned as your hand played with the hairs on the back of her neck.

"I'll let this one slide." She joked as she squeezed your hips. "So what do we have here?" You then took her to the picnic scene you had laid out, prepared to shower her in all the love you had to give.

[imagineandwrite]

Domestic Vibes (Headcanon)

I'm still writing Obsession vs. Love

Domestic?Shuri Udaku x College Student!Masculine!Fem!Reader Also Grumpy!Sunshine!Shuri x Slightly!Grumpy!Reader

Warnings: Mean!Reader and Mean! Shuri but they're slick with it, they're not mean to each other, I feel like Reader just needs a nice nap and she'll be fine. Reader is taller than Shuri, and Shuri has no decorum. Reader is grumpy but is soft-spoken around Shuri. Poor Riri just wants to hang with her bestie, I don't say anything sexual but I think it's implied that Reader is very dominant and Shuri is very... submissive. I think at some point I just let loose and just start dumping my thoughts, so there's definitely a lot of cussing and Reader talks like me... I've been told I talk "Proper ghetto" idfk

A/N: THIS IS NOT IN THE SAME UNIVERSE AS Obsession vs Love. I'm trying a new color code thing. Green is Reader and Purple is Shuri

Inspired by @shinsousliya's Domestic!Wife!Shuri Headcanons

Dating

When y'all finally start dating (which is a hilarious story I imagined but I don't have the energy to write. If you want it, let me know)

You thought Shuri was clingy before but now the nigga is SLOTH CLINGY! Holding onto your back, piggyback rides, held over your shoulder, or she's holding onto your arm.

Don't blame her though, she lost everyone so she needs to keep an eye on you

She's practically moved in with you and only goes back to Wakanda to do check-ups on the people and their safety (she is the Black Panther after all)

Riri has gotten used to coming home to Shuri and you laying on the couch or the floor watching tv

"I left you a box on the counter," Shuri said, her eyes never straying from the tv and her hands still playing with your hair. Riri sighs as she walks into the kitchen, greeted with the site of two boxes. One with her name and the other with MJ's name. "I wasn't sure if you were bringing MJ, or not, so I got something for her!"

Meanwhile, you're grumbling cause your sleep was disturbed by Shuri's yelling.

Speaking of sleep! We all know that College is a bitch, having a job doesn't help, and running a side hustle with Riri is kinda tiring.

Your sleep schedule is terrible

Your friends constantly call you Zombie or a vampire cause you look like shit while still looking sexy

"How is it that you had a bunch of girlfriends, have an amazing girlfriend who will do anything for you, and still have random bitches coming up to you asking for your number? Meanwhile, the other day a girl flat out told me no and asked my brother out in front of me." "I have no clue, maybe no one likes you cause you dress like Mr. Brown." (Yes, Tyler Perry's Mr. Brown)

At first, Shuri would try to get you to bed on time but then she'd stay up working while you slept. And you told her that made no damn sense

So now y'all stay up together until one of you (usually Shuri) slumps over and the other (you) has to carry them to bed.

Remember the clinginess I mentioned in the other post? Yeah, Shuri needs your attention on her

She will 100% let you talk her ear off about all your interests and hobbies

Why are you talking to this musty boy when you could be talking to her? Oh, he's your cousin? Well, she's your girlfriend, your very needy girlfriend.

Speaking of being yours! Tell her she's your "anything" and she's putty in your hands

"Hello, my love." "Hi, Sthandwa Sami." *soft giggles*

"Cause you're my girl." She's now latched onto you, good luck carrying a Shuri sized front pack

She'll ask you about your passions, knowing that there's a chance you'll go on a rant about it and she loves it when you explain things she "doesn't understand"

She understands almost everything about your passions, she researched it when she found out you loved it.

OH! Shuri learns your body's schedule so that she can make breakfast or ready a shower or bath, depending on if you are going to work or school

She learned your style so now she's constantly buying things for you and you're like "QUIT BUYING ME THINGS!" and she's like "But spoiling you makes me happy." and you, of course, don't wanna make her sad so you let her spoil you.

I don't know if Shuri really thinks they're flirting or is just really jealous but if she sees a girl staring for too long or breathing weirdly. She's ready to throw hands... unless you can stop her in time

"Is she staring at you?" "No, I think she's staring at you." "Sthandwa Sami, I am many things, but I am not blind." Cue her speeding towards the woman. "Apartments this way, my love! You can fight air instead of yanking her hair." (that rhymed)

It's either that or she finds a way to "accidentally" offend the person so they leave

"You're wearing a wig, yes? I can see it lifting at your ear where you didn't glue it properly."

"Your shoes don't match your outfit, is today a tacky day? Or what do you Americans call it? Mitch-match?"

She's so mean but she looks so innocent, so confused while saying these things that people think she's genuinely curious. Meanwhile, you're trying to find out if you want to laugh or find the nearest exit so you can deal with her

While you're in class, Shuri is either working on a lab project or she's running errands/doing work for you.

Again, I'm keeping @shinsousliya's headcanon in mind

So, you're a college student running a business. Maybe you're selling hair care products. Just because some old people can't tell if you're a dude or a chick doesn't mean you have unkempt hair.

She bought a printer for you so you wouldn't have to keep using your friends' or the library's printer. She's piping shea butter hair cream into containers, pouring hair oil into bottles, and sticking labels on them.

She'll restock your ingredients, and buy another mixer for you so you can make two batches at a time instead of one.

One time, she sat you down and created a schedule for you. It's got what classes you have on certain days, restock days, wash days, birthdays, vacation time, etc.

Since you both know, you're not gonna keep up with the planner, she has complete access to it. She'll add things to it and you'll get a notification on your iPhone, iPad, laptop, and kimoyo beads.

Did I mention she got you kimoyo beads? You have them as a necklace and she made you Kimoyo earrings as well so you both are matching.

I know y'all THINK she's tall, but shawty is a shorty.

I feel like you'll walk into the kitchen and just see her chilling on the counters. Like literally on the counters. Like crouched on it, like a cat, type chilling.

She goes to you to clean her wounds from being the Black Panther

You've learned a bunch of basics and more of First Aid and such

But she's so whiny and so sensitive

"I'm kindly requesting that you sit still," You mumble, carefully picking a bullet out of the hole in her side. "It hurts," She whined, shoving her face into a pillow to muffle her groan of pain. "I know, my love, but I got it," You sigh, placing the bullet on a tray next to you and grabbing the cloth wraps. After cleaning around the wound, you kiss her hip before wrapping her waist. Stopping whenever she flinched back to give her a break. "I'm done, love." You kiss her temple as you carefully guide her to lie in bed.

She's super annoying but it's cute so it's okay

Like she's following you around whenever she can

As soon as you get home, she's guiding you to the couch or to your room so she can just lay on you

If you say or do something stupid, she's quick to pinch your side

It's gotten to the point where fi you can, you'll move away from her and then say it so she has to get through obstacles to get you

By the time she's with you, she just wants to hug you

Accidently snaps at you for no fucking reason

It's toned down now that you've fixed it, but SHEEEESH

when y'all first started dating, she snapped left and right

"You okay?" "I do not need you hounding me, I'm fine."

"Maybe take a break." "Stop telling me what to do, I don't need a break I need to finish this. You need to leave!"

"Sweetheart-" "No." "Excuse me?" "Can't you see I'm busy?"

At first, all you did was give her a look and that would fix her up

But then you talked about it with her and tried to figure out why she would snap so frequently

Poor baby would be overstimulated and the only way for her to be pulled away from overworking was to snap at you

She likes matching with you, even if you're in different countries

She'll call you so you can plan your outfits together

Sometimes she'll get lost in thoughts of her future with you

DEFINITELY TOOK SOME OF YOUR CLOTHES WITH HER TO WAKANDA

You call her and see her drowning in your hoodie

"Ma'am..." "Yes?" "That's my hoodie." "I know." "Why do you have it?" "Cause..." "Okay, my love."

That's another thing! Y'all don't even have to say anything, you just know when the other is feeling a certain way

Has and will ask you stupid shit just so she can see your reaction

She invited you to Wakanda and you met Nakia and had to do a double take

"I'm looking respectfully."

And Nakia of course has been around the world and has spent time in Nakia. She knows exactly what you mean by that and she is amused. Shuri is not

"If you're going out in that, put on a jacket. I don't want you sick."

If you're like me, I'm an introvert but if I have to, ABSOLUTELY HAVE TO, I will talk to people

Your social battery starts depleting at 5 people if they're strangers.

On a very good day you can do 6

Shuri is perfectly fine with this, cause she doesn't like talking to people either

It's more of a "What's out there that we don't have in here?" than a "People are terrifying" thing

Physical Affection

You're either spooning her or she's laying on top of you with her face in your neck or on your chest. If you move, she moves. There's no separating

"Unless you want me to pee on you, move." Softly nudging Shuri off you. "I'll come with you." Getting up to follow you to the bathroom with a soft grin. "Do me a favor and don't. Just plant your ass on the bed." Pushing her back on the bed and wrapping her up like a burrito.

One of you is wrapped in a blanket laying between the other's legs while they read to the burrito blanket person

I feel like Shuri likes to nuzzle you. Like if she's sitting behind you, she'll nuzzle the back of your neck or your shoulder. She'll nuzzle your cheek.

OR! She'll give you Eskimo kisses, which is just rubbing your nose against someone else's nose

Buries her face in your chest. Doesn't matter if you're flat-chested or your breast is big (like me) She'll shove her face where she can

Goodnight kisses, very important. DO NOT MISS OUT ON HER KISSES

Thump. You shove the pillow off your face and back into Shuri's hands. When you finally open your eyes, Shuri glares down at you from her place on your lap. "What?" "Do not 'what' me!" She whispers, thumping your forehead before crossing her arms. You sighed as you sat up, placing your hands on her hips to keep her on your lap. You swiftly pecked her lips, quick to move out of her reach when she tried to deepen the kiss.

She'll bite you. If you're like me, then you'll bite her back.

Or you're the one who bit her first

She's constantly messing with your hair

If you don't have any hair, then she's playing with your fingers

If she senses your anxiety, and you're in public, she'll grab your hand

If you're in the comfort of your home, or at a friend's house, she'll hug you and kiss along your collarbone or jaw or cheek (wherever she can reach)

So if you saw the Meetings and Things post, then you remember that you'd pull her to sit in your lap whenever there weren't enough sits BEFORE you were dating

Now that you're dating, she likes to sit on your lap and just chill

She's gotten used to sitting in your lap and it kinda feels weird to not be in your lap or pressed into your side

Wrap your arms around her from behind and pull her into you. She immediately collapses into your arms

And good luck trying to escape her hold in the morning

Cause she's latched on TIGHT

How do we like the color thingy? I was gonna do a bit of NSFW headcanons but... I don't know... I'll probably mess with it in the future

[becauseimswagman1]

The Beginning of Something Beautiful

A/N: This was a request. I might’ve deleted it on accident but here’s “Shuriri meeting readers daughter for the first time"

A/N#2: Not too much on my Xhosa. It's like the tinest bit but if corrections are needed, tell me nicely.

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You’ve been in a committed relationship with Shuri and Riri for about six months now and they have yet to meet your daughter, Kimani. They knew about her and have been begging you for the longest to meet her, even before you started dating, but you have some necessary anxiety about it.

The last time you let a partner meet your daughter, things crashed and burned almost immediately. Your daughter’s father was still trying to be present and they didn’t understand that you needed to have some type of relationship with him for your child. They constantly accused you of cheating and it really hurt you.

The sucky part was that they had been heavily involved in your daughter’s life so ending things with them had hurt your daughter more than it hurt you. But with endless late night talks and a ton of reassurance, you were ready for the most important people in your life to finally meet.

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“Kimani, are you dressed?” you walked up to her room and saw her spinning around in the mirror.

“Yes momma, I put my favorite dress on. You said to dress nice right?”

You smiled at her, “Mhm, that’s right my little sunshine. You’re meeting some very important people today.”

She turned to look at you, “Um, Queen Shuri and Riri?”

“Yes. They are momma’s partners. They’re really excited to meet you.”

Kimani made a pouty face and buried her face into your stomach, muffling her speech a ltitle, “What if they don’t like me? And they leave like the others did.”

You pulled her away then squatted down to her height, “What was that Kimani? Were you just doubting yourself?” She stayed quiet, but you knew the answer, “Listen, they’ll love you just like they love momma. I’ve already told them so much about you. Both of them are really interested in hearing about how you are reading at an eighth grade level as a fifth grader.”

“Oh my God?! Really?!” she jumped up and down, any doubt leaving her body, “Let’s go meet them now!”

You chuckled at her eagerness, “We’ll be leaving in a few minutes. We gotta do your hair. What style are you feeling today?”

“Umm, how about a big puff?”

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After doing her hair, you two hopped in your car and went to iHOP. It was Kimani’s favorite breakfast spot.

“Momma! Look, it’s them!” she ran up to them, barely letting them get out the car.

You chased after her since wherever she saw them was across the parking lot, “Kimani please don’t run like that! A car could’ve been coming!”

“I’m sorry momma. I was just excited.”

“Hey, nothing would’ve happened to her with the Black Panther here.” “Or IronHeart.”

Your big babies spoke up, making Kimani squeal, “I can’t believe y’all are dating my momma.”

“Well believe it Kimani.” The three of you pecked each others lips then Riri moved you out the way and picked Kimani up and hugged her, then let Shuri hug her too. You could see the love wrapped in their hugs. It warmed your heart to the fullest.

“Alright Kimani don’t give all my love away.” You chuckled at her not wanting to let Shuri go, “We have to go inside and eat.”

You tried to take Kimani from their arms but Shuri swatted your hand away, “This is my baby now. I’ve got her.”

You just chuckled at how quickly Kimani had taken to Shuri and Riri. She didn’t like to be picked up by just anybody, even as a baby. You watched the three of them walk into iHOP, silently hoping that this image would never fade.

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Ordering had been a bit of a hassle. Shuri had never been to iHOP before so she almost wanted to try everything on the menu, but she settled with a very unhealthy but filling breakfast of oreo pancakes. Riri got regular buttermilk pancakes, Kimani got waffles (and had a heated discussion on why waffles are better), and you got an omelet with a side of waffles. Everyone got coffee’s too, even Kimani after some convincing from Shuri and Riri.

You eyed your lovers, “You two are gonna be responsible for her bouncing off the walls later.”

Riri laughed, “That’s okay. We’ll have plenty of energy to put not only her to bed, but you too.” she winked at you then sipped on her coffee.

You almost choked on a piece of waffle but you regained your composure. You noticed Shuri wasn’t speaking much, but that’s because your daughter had slid her chair over to Shuri’s and was talking her head off about a book she was reading on African culture and why she thought Wakanda wasn’t in it.

It made your heart swell with joy when she roped Riri into a conversation on why her IronHeart suit is so bulky and not tactical like Shuri’s.

“But my suit has blasters, what does Shuri’s have?” “Shuri’s can regenerate!” That wasn’t her only argument, Kimani has a whole presentation mapped out, “Annnd Shuri’s have blasters too so null and void.”

Shuri quietly clapped at Kimani’s argument then looked at you, “What have you been teaching her? “Null and void”? Where’d she get that from?”

“Hey don’t look at me. She reads a lot.”

“I think she’s smart just like her momma.” Shuri complimented. You just smiled and motioned back to the small disagreement that was still going on.

“What you mean null and void? I. Can. Fly.” Riri deadpanned.

“And? The best superheroes don’t fly! Like my momma.” Kimani had added a little sass at the end of that sentence testing Riri to see if she’d really try and counter her.

Riri and Shuri nodded their heads. Shuri because someone actually got Riri speechless and Riri because she can’t argue there. You really are a superhero to everyone at that table.

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Shuri didn’t finish her pancakes, she deemed them “too large for any one person to consume in a single sitting” so she got a to-go box. As did Riri and yourself. Kimani finished her waffles. That girl love some waffles and she’s gonna finish them every time.

“Alright everyone got their food in the to-go plates?” you stood to go pay for the meal, but Shuri and Riri stopped you.

“I got it. You paid the last time we all went out together and Riri paid the time before. It is my turn I believe.”

“But Shuri, baby, I wanna treat y’all. I mean it’s only right. I come with extra baggage.”

The look Shuri held on her face was the most serious one you’d ever seen during the time of y’all’s relationship. Her face wasn’t even this serious when Riri played around in the lab.

Shuri held your hands, “Sithandwa sam, what do you mean “extra baggage”? Kimani is nothing of the sort. When you told us you had a daughter, Riri and I had a long talk. The question of “were we ready to be parents?” came up and the answer was yes. Whatever baggage you think you have, we are ready to accept it all and love you just the same.”

You almost shed a tear if not for Kimani saying something, “Momma, the white folks are starting to stare. Can we go?”

“Yeah, as soon as Shuri gets the bill.”

Shuri walked away and Riri gathered their boxes, “We love you and Kimani mamas. Don’t second guess that.”

You picked up yours and Kimani’s boxes and met Shuri at the door then walked out.

Kimani walked behind Shuri and tapped her, “Can you and Riri come back to our house and watch movies?”

Shuri bent down to her height, “Of course, but only if you ask your momma.”

Kimani quickly ran back over to you practically yelling, “Momma! Momma! Can Shuri and Riri come over?!”

You smiled, happy that Kimani was taking to them so quickly, “Yeah they can come.”

“Momma said y’all can come!!” she yelled to them across the parking lot.

Riri yelled back as Shuri got into the drivers seat, “We’ll see you there!!”

Riri got into Shuri’s car and you and Kimani got into yours. While on the way to your house all you could think about was this good feeling in your stomach. Kimani loved Shuri and Riri and they loved her right back. Everything was right.

Taglist: @prettyisasprettydoes1306 @thatone-girly @blackerthings @roguekiki @enigmadivine @novaniskye @ziayamikaelson

[domiforpresident]

Shuriri fair/amusement park hcs

A/N: shuriri has been on my mind heavy lately They are just too cute I'm literally crying. I hope y'all enjoy this while I work on a fic for them

They love going to the fair at night, it's more peaceful and so much more vibrant at that time in their opinion.

Shuri is terrified of roller coasters and gets motion sickness bad. But she sucks it up for Riri who is the complete opposite and loves roller coasters (Riri repays Shuri in kisses for going out of her comfort zone for her)

"Ri I think im going to throw up, you better be glad i love you "

"I am"

She pecked shuri on the cheek as she attempted to run off a bit.

"but if your gon throw up, ima move over here I don't want you to get it on my shoes"

Shuri cuts her eyes at Riri in annoyance.

Riri gets a little too serious when it comes to fair games, she swears She's only playing over and over again so she can win shuri a stuffed animal (she liyin). She will not give up unless shuri pulls her away from it, or wins the game for her.

"Ima win this one for you bae just watch"

"Yeah no, you've lost one too many times let's go"

*Shuri yanks Riri away from the game by her hand*

Shuri Loves all the sweet treats at the fair, the first time she had a candy apple she went crazy and ate one too many. Riri had to deal with the after math which was sugar rush.

"Riri I love you. did you know I love you?? ouu look at those lights the color is so pretty"

"Yes I love you too baby, and thoes lights are pretty"

Riri couldn’t help but laugh, seeing her lover sugar high was so cute.

The first time they said they loved each other was on the ferris wheel, Shuri was all neverous, but Riri finished her sentence for her.

"Riri I lov- I love-"

*Riri pulls shuri in for a kiss*

"I love you so much shuri"

"I love you too Riri"

They both chuckled.

Riri has to take a million pictures on her polaroid camera that she bought specifically to take pictures and videos of their dates together.

"Ri did you not already take a picture of us on that ride?"

"It's for memories. And you can never have too many" Riri notioned.

She also thought the faces Shuri made while holding onto her hand for dear life on the rides we're hilarious.

Shuri is ruthless when playing bumper cars, she doesn't hold back at all. She acts like there's a winner and a loser when the object is just to have fun. Riri usually hits shuri on her arm for being so rough while they were in the ring, Shuri apologizes even though she knows she's gonna do it again.

One time it was closer to Halloween and workers were dressed up trying to scare people, one of them ran up on Riri and she hit them in the nose, she felt bad afterwards and Shuri kept laughing at her while she iced Riri's knuckles.

"Riri you do know it's their job to scare people"

"Yes I do, but that nigga got too close way too fast, could've gave me a warning or something"

"That would defeat the whole poi-"

"Stop trynna be smart and ice my knuckles."

Whenever Riri is too exhausted to walk Shuri being the caring girlfriend that she is, picks Riri up and carries her on her back. There's been many times where Riri fell asleep on Shuris back unknowingly.

"Riri what ride do you want to get on next?"

*Riri completely knocked out*

"Of course she fell asleep......again"

Shuri won't admit it but she thinks it's quite cute that Riri falls asleep on her back, that's why she never bothers to wake her up unless she has to.

They got someone to draw them and the person drew Shuris head really big. Riri found it so funny Shuri on the other hand didn't.

"My head is big but it's not that damn big"

"It's just a drawing Shuri, and the whole point of these is to emphasize your features"

She laughed a little too hard while saying the last part for Shuris liking.

"In that case they should've drew you a few inches shorter" shuri smirked.

"Ok jokes over."

Whenever Riri gets something like powder sugar from a funnel cake there sharing, or just anything that's she's eating on her face, Shuri insist on wiping it off so she can sneak in a kiss while she's at it.

They love to walk around the park for hours just holding hands while talking and cracking jokes. They don't get to do that regularly with them being iron heart and the black panther. But when they can They enjoy every second of it, just basking in one another's presence.

[killmongerskeepermain]

Pretty Distracted // Shuri

Summary/Request: I absolutely adored your fic with shuri!! would you pretty please with a cherry on top write shuri fluff? please carry the shuri fandom -Anonymous

Pairing: Shuri x Fem!Reader

Warning: Fluff

Word Count: 988

Sometimes you feel useless. Like nowhere you do can help her. She’s falling into the endless pit of grief and you couldn’t do anything but watch. You watched her move around her lab with ease as you continued to work on your sketch. Shuri now held the power of the black panther, that’s a lot of responsibility on her shoulders. Along with the trauma of the passing of her brother and mother. It’s a feeling you can’t relate to. You don’t want her to feel as if she’s doing this on her own. She couldn’t even remember today’s date. You tried to ease your mind and filled in your sketch with a black colored pencil. You couldn’t help the small smile that appeared on your lips as you closed the notepad and walked up to her. Your arms wrapped around her body and before she could protest you quickly spoke. 

“I’ll have something for you later. When it’s done I’ll come fetch you.” You said and she sighed.

“I don’t have time for distractions Y/N.” She spoke, trying her best not to sound harsh.

“You could use one actually.” You corrected with a grin. You’ve learned that when she pushes you away, you have to be assertive and firm with her. To hold your ground. You started to walk away with your notepad and called out to the AI.

“Griot!”

“Yes Ms. Y/N?” He answered back.

“Can you remind the princess I’ll be coming to fetch her in a couple of hours.” You said and she turned to you with a slightly annoyed stare. You shrugged your shoulders with a wide grin when she rolled her eyes at your stubbornness. 

“Of course Ms. Y/N.” With that the elevator door closed and you went on your way to the market. There you got some fruits and a couple of small trinkets to complete the setup of your idea. Making your way back to the palace you stopped to pick a couple flowers with a smile on your face. When you made it back to your shared room you beelined to the balcony and got to work. A couple hours had passed but your creation was complete. You changed into a simple black dress and some comfortable black flats before reaching for your jewelry. It was a necklace Shuri made for you on your 2nd anniversary. You let the piece rest against your chest and looked yourself over in the mirror. You quickly put your hair in a braided bun and shut the lights off to hide your surprise until you got back with the princess.

“Griot. It’s time.” You said and a voice responded through your kimoyo bracelet. 

“I understand Ms. Y/N.” When you reached the elevator you felt butterflies in your stomach. ‘Get it together Y/N.’ You can’t chicken out now. Assertive and firm. Assertive and firm. You took a deep breath as you reached the lab and the doors opened. 

“Princess. I was instructed to warn you of Ms. Y/N’s arrival.” Griot spoke to Shuri as she was still working on who knows what.

“I know. I know. But I’m so close I can’t just-” She stopped mid sentence when she saw you standing there with a small smile on your lips. “What’s going on?”

“I told you I’d come get you after a couple of hours. There’s something I want to show you.” You told her and she opened her mouth to speak but no words came. You grabbed her hand and started to drag her back to the elevator much to her dislike. 

“Y/N I’m almost finished. Can you just come back in another hour?” She whined at being dragged away from her work, but she made no move to fight against you. You remained quiet as the elevator doors closed, leaving the two of you in silence. She doesn’t say 6 makes this easier for you. Until you get to your shared quarters, does she speak again. 

“Y/N why are we here?” She questioned before you turned on the lights. Her eyes went wide as she scanned the room to see it beautifully decorated with flowers and different fruits. All of which are her favorites. You walked up to her and took her hands in yours before leaning into her.

“Happy Anniversary my love.” You smiled and she looked like she had seen a ghost.

“I completely forgot that it was today. Shit I’m so stupid. Baby I’m so sorry I didn’t -” You cut her off by giving her a soft kiss, rubbing small circles on her hand. 

“It’s alright. I’m not upset. You’ve had a lot on your plate so I wanted to surprise you.” She looked around the room one more time before wrapping her arms around your frame, burying her face in your neck. 

“I’m sorry.” She muttered and you moved to grab her cheeks.

“Hey it’s alright. I promise. Now come.” You said pulled her to the balcony. “I remember you saying how you wanted to have a picnic under the stars. I figured since I couldn’t get you to leave the palace, here would suffice.” She looked at everything you were presenting to her 

She stood in the doorway staring up at the sky. You noticed a tear fall down her cheek and you rushed over to her. “Why are you crying?”

“Thanking Bast for bringing you to me.” You gave the biggest smile you could muster before she captured your lips with her own. 

“So much for not wanting to be distracted.” You grinned as your hand played with the hairs on the back of her neck.

“I’ll let this one slide.” She joked as she squeezed your hips. “So what do we have here?” You then took her to the picnic scene you had laid out, prepared to shower her in all the love you had to give.

[multifariousqueer]

Precautions and Passings| Shurix Reader

Pairing: Shuri x scarlettwitch!reader

A/n: Hey guys! I’ve wanted to write something like this for a while now and the fact that I did is really just crazy to me. Request what else you’d like to see. This pic is dark asf and probably the darkest thing I've ever written. Also I didn't proofread this so if their are errors anywhere...ignore them?

Summary: Grief takes a toll on all of us doesn’t it? 

Word Count: 2.6k(it's a long one ik)

Warnings: ANGST OMG SO MUCH ANGST, death, m!rder, the dark hold, some suggestive undertones, explicit language, fluff, time jumps, dark!Shurixdark!reader

10 years ago:

“It’s so fascinating, her powers are unlike something I’ve ever seen before.”- Shuri said

“Is she a threat or not?” The elders asked.

“If we don’t play our cards right, yes. She has the power to create and destroy realities and universes including our own anytime.” Shuri answered.

“Bast have mercy on all of us” The elder of the merchant tribe said.

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You had met Shuri during a mission when your lip revealed that you were part wakandan. T’challa saw this and immediately took you back to Wakanda where Shuri was there waiting to run tests on you. She spoke so confidently and moved like she knew what and where everything was. Even though you practically had the powers of a God, you were still intimidated and afraid but you had to put on a facade and pretend you too knew everything.

“Do you speek Xhosa?” Shuri asked.

“Barely. Do you speak English?” You answered.

“Barely.” She smirked.

“Oh. Well um-” You started but you were immediately interrupted.

“I’m kidding. I guess your kind doesn’t understand basic humor?” She said.

“What do you mean “my kind”?” You said, sitting up and attempting to cross your arms but it seemed you were in some type of restraint.

“Just a precaution. We don’t know your power capabilities yet and we didn’t want you to lash out.” Shuri answered

“It’s okay.” You said, half insulted and half curious as to how they made restraints strong enough to hold you.

“So… from looking at your file, it appears a meteorite hit your house filled with some sort of substance that we don’t have in our records and it gave you your powers. Is that correct?” Shuri asked.

“Who am I kidding, it is correct” Shuri answered her own question.

“Well actually if you would’ve shut up and let me talk, you would know that while yes the basic information is correct, the ‘substance’ was actually a glowing red rock and the meteorite that hit my house, killed my parents and when i tried to go to the funeral…” You trailed off, tears pooling at the corner of your eyes.

“I-I’m sorry.” Shuri said looking down.

“It’s fine.” You said looking down at the floor. You tried to fiddle with your powers but immediately heard an alarm and a shock flew through your body.

“Just a precaution?” You smirked at Shuri

You could tell she felt a bit embarrassed but she called off the alarm.

“We would like you to stay in Wakanda for a bit longer, just to keep you safe and run some more tests.” Shuri spoke.’

“Do I have an option to object?” You asked with a smirk

“No,” Shuri said, walking away.

“Get her set up in the reformative program” She spoke in her native language and left you alone on the table.

2 years later

It had been 1 year since you and Shuri made it official that you were dating. You were in her lab when you overheard T’challa talking about Thanos coming to Wakanda in search of the infinity stones and Vision coming to get it extracted by Shuri. It was bittersweet when you saw the avengers, of course these people practically raised you but at the same time, they gave you up so easily. You knew that this was bigger than you however so you prepared to fight and protect Shuri and Wakanda at all costs.

“I’ll stay by you, sthandwa.” you said to Shuri.

“Your Xhosa is getting better my love.” Shuri said to you.

“Thank you. I can now hold a basic conversation about the weather.” You chuckled

“And ask where the bathroom is,” Shuri laughed back.

You just smiled and looked at her for a moment.

“Are you okay?” She said

“I’m perfect, why?” You asked

Shuri had opened her mouth but was interrupted by the avengers waking in and Vision sitting on the table. You stayed with Shuri even after Thanos invaded Wakanda and fought off one of Thanos’ goons but in the end, it was too late. Vision had left the table and Shuri was injured. You stayed with her, healing her with your powers and asking her if she was okay.

“I’m fine it’s just,” She trailed off

“If it’s about Vision, I’ll go get him.” You said getting up

“No no it’s too late, the stone reverted back to its original state in his head, all that we can do now is hope that Thanos gets defeated or at least, doesn’t win” Shuri said.

You put your forehead against hers and you held her hand. You heard Thor scream out “WHAT DID YOU DO?” to Thanos and that’s how you knew that you were in the Endgame now.

You saw Shuri fade to dust and shortly after, you did too.

6 years later

“I now pronounce you wife and wife.” The officiant said.

You and Shuri had decided to get married after the blip. It made both of you realize how much you loved eachother and how much you needed eachother.

You smiled at how beautiful your Shuri looked and she smiled at how beautiful you looked. You kissed and she practically picked you up off of the ground. The ceremony was certainly grand because of the fact that you married a literal princess. Everyone danced and sang happy cheers for you and Shuri. There wasn’t a point in which you and Shuri weren’t smiling or laughing. You kept the tradition of the dance between you and Shuri so you slow danced to a song that had meaning to the both of you. It was the song you played while cleaning your room when Shuri walked in during the first night of your stay in Wakanda.

“I like this song. It has a nice beat.” Shuri said.

“The beat is one of my favorite parts of the song.” You said.

You laughed and took off your dress with your magic and let your hair down. You undid Shuri’s dress in one swipe of your hand and kissed her forehead before pulling Shuri closer to you.

“Mmmmm we haven’t consummated our marriage yet you know?” Shuri smirked.

“That’s about to change.” You said, waving your hand to turn off the lights and move you both to the bed.

When you woke up the next morning, you kissed Shuri’s forehead and rested your chin on her head. Your heartbeats were beating in sync and your legs still were entangled together from last night. She woke up and lightly kissed you on the lips before Griot alerted you both of you.

“Princess, T’challa’s vitals are incredibly low and he is not doing well.” Griot said.

“What??” Shuri jumped out of bed and threw on her robe.

“I don’t understand, he was moving just fine yesterday and everything was fine, what happened?” Shuri shouted to her frenzied staff.

“It doesn’t matter, find me the solution to recreating the heart-shaped herb from the fibers in this piece of vibranium.”

“Yes princess.” They said, running around

You sat beside T’challa’s bedside and held his hand. You attempted to heal him of the illness but it was too deep to fix. You held his hand to the very end and spoke to him.

“It's okay, you can rest now. I’ll take care of Shuri.” You said kissing his forehead.

You cried with Shuri when he passed and walked beside her at the funeral. You made sure she had your full love and support at this time. The Queen appreciated you being there and you used your powers in any way you could. You felt heartbroken that you couldn’t heal him or heal Shuri’s sadness but you could only do so much.

1 year later

Shuri had been in her lab for 3 days now. She wasn’t taking breaks like she used to and was pulling more all nighters. You knew why so you just held her hand through all of the pain and let her do whatever she needed to do.

“Hey I made you breakfast.” You said taking her dishes from last night’s dinner. It was picked over and barely touched despite you making her favorite dish.

“Didn’t you just make me a meal?” Shuri asked.

“That was dinner, honey it’s breakfast time. It’s 9:00 so you’ve been down here since Sunday.”

“I KNOW THAT Y/N. AND I’D APPRECIATE IF INSTEAD OF DIRTYING UP MY SPACE YOU WOULD JUST LEAVE.” Shuri shouted

“I JUST DON’T UNDERSTAND WHY YOU’VE BEEN DOWN HERE FOR THIS LONG, I HAVE NEEDS TO YOU KNOW. AND INSTEAD OF PUSHING YOU TO BE PRODUCTIVE, I’VE BEEN LETTING YOU DO WHATEVER YOU NEED TO GRIEVE SO BE CUT ME SOME FUCKING SLACK.” You screamed, levitating off of the ground and your powers coming out of your hands.

“OF COURSE YOU HAVE FUCKING NEEDS BECAUSE THAT’S ALL YOU TALK ABOUT.” Shuri shouted back.

“I JUST WANT MY WIFE BACK.” You cried.

“SHES DEAD. SHE DIED WITH HIM” Shuri sobbed

You hugged each other and sobbed. This was the part of grief and loss no one talks about; the part that makes you indulge in destructive habits and hurt the little family you still have. Shuri never meant to hurt you and you knew that but it was still painful when she would lash out. You got up and took her with you. You went up to the shower and cleaned her up a bit. She was still the most beautiful person you had ever met, despite the depression setting in. You got her in her favorite t-shirt of yours and put her in the bed. You laid beside her and cuddled her in as close as possible:

“Y/n?”

“Yeah?”

“I love you. And I’m sorry for not making that clear enough and I’m sorry for everything I haven’t done for you…” Shuri trailed off. Her voice shook a bit and you could tell she was crying.

“Hey hey hey, it’s okay. We’re struggling right now, we’re both grieving and that’s okay. Let’s just take it one day at a time.” You said softly

“Okay, sthandwa” Shuri said.

4 days later

“What do you mean my wife was kidnapped??” You screamed at Okoye.

“I’m sorry, Y/n. I tried to get her back but they had superhuman stren-” Okoye excused

“THAT’S NOT AN EXCUSE. THAT’S MY WIFE AND I DON’T KNOW IF SHES DEAD OR ALIVE.” You screamed with tears in your eyes.

“You know what? Where was she taken? I’ll find her and murder their entire empire in one day.” You said.

“Y/n I know that you’re scared and I am too but attacking everyone in an attempt to find Shuri is not wise.” The Queen tried to advise

“I DON’T CARE. I WILL FIND MY WIFE AND BRING HER HOME SAFE NO MATTER WHAT. Because you clearly couldn’t” You said looking at Okoye, flying past her and suiting up.

You saw into Shuri’s mind using the darkhold and found where she was being kept. You teleported to the location which was underwater and saw Shuri with some girl. One of the blue people holding your beloved captive, put a knife to her neck.

“I’ll kill her.” The blue person said

“You don’t wanna know what I’ll do to get her back. Let her go and I’ll speak to your leader because you clearly aren’t the one in charge here.” You said.

“You killed her.” The blue person said holding the knife closer to Shuri’s neck drawing a bit of blood.

You teleported behind the blue lady and stabbed her through the torso. She fell to the ground and let Shuri go:

“Let’s go. Now.” You said

“Y/n you don’t understand, this will mean war.”

“I will wipe out these blueberries with one swipe of my hand, Let’s. Go” You said.

“Wait-” Shuri said.

You pulled her away and teleported back to the palace in front of the Queen. The Queen thanked you profusely and hugged Shuri for what seemed to be a fortnight.

“Thank you, Y/n. “ The Queen said through tears.

“It was no trouble at all.” You said.

Shuri and Aneka made a break for her lab and you made a break for the room in which you kept the darkhold. If what Shuri said about the blueberries starting a war was true, you had to be prepared. You saw through Shuri’s eyes that she was prepping technology when you sensed something was off. You knew that they were there and ready.

You fought and killed as many Talokans as you could when you heard Shuri’s scream. You rushed over to see her screaming for her mother as her lifeless body was laying on the water soaked throne room. You held Shuri and sobbed against her as you reflected on the last interaction you had with The Queen.

2 days later

You had stood by Shuri for the second time in the past 2 years in a funeral setting. You held her hand and watched as she prepared to kill the man responsible for her mothers death. You helped in any way you could, employing the help of the darkhold through it all and watching as your wife turned into the thing she resented the most. You watched as she turned into the black panther and prepared the warriors of Wakanda to get ready to execute her plan of attack. While you admit the suit looked good on her, you couldn’t help but notice the shocking resemblance to Killmonger’s suit. Deep down, you knew who she saw in the ancestral plane and you knew why she saw him. You knew everything that she thought she was a mastermind of hiding; you knew the burning feeling of revenge coursing through her veins and her master plan to execute her plan and almost drive the Talokans to extinction. Your fingertips hadn’t turned black from the book yet so you thought you were in the clear. Shuri hadn’t seemed to notice you were employing the help of dark magic at all; you expected this because she hardly paid attention to the little things anymore. Shuri was always a terse and broad person but the past 2 years she had become more of a “bigger picture” person. If it wasn’t directly in her face, she didn’t care.

You had fought off as many of the Talokans as you could. You killed more of them then people you ever met in your life. But still, despite these efforts they kept coming; they were like a cerberus. You cut off one head, another 4 pop up in it’s place. You must’ve killed off half of their army when you saw Shuri and Namor come over the boat. You were proud of Shuri for not resorting to murder and for being the bigger person. Shuri and you both went home and got cleaned up and went to sleep together for the first time in weeks.

4 days later

Shuri had insisted you both go on a walk around Wakanda and check on some of the families affected by the attack. You happily obliged since this was the first time she had offered up an outing in years. You two journeyed away into the forest when you both swung each other around and before you knew it, she was on top of you:

“How did I get so lucky?” She had asked you

“I ask myself that everyday” You smiled.

She leaned in for a kiss when a portal suddenly appeared:

“Y/n L/n?” The man asked

“Who’s asking?” You said, slightly frightened and slightly pissed that you were being interrupted.

“Stephen Strange. We need to have a talk about the darkhold.”

[bestfriend491]

“I wanna win this trophy!”

Headcannons/ Drabbles

Is she competitive?

Ramonda

Ramonda is surprisingly very competitive.

Her competitiveness mostly shows with random things that aren’t really important.

You noticed it while you were dating, but you only got a proper glimpse of how bad it can get years after you got married, when a simple game of cards at a family function nearly ripped some of your relationships with your relatives apart. 

If she has to work with a team to win something, she can get a bit carried away, which is why everyone prefers to let her work alone. 

If you two are in a team she’ll make it known that she wants to win and you need to play to your best ability.

Though you absolutely love her, you can only take small doses of competitive Ramonda.

In the rare case that you team up with her in a competitive event, nobody is off  limits. 

This includes your kids.

“Ramonda I have no clue what that’s supposed to be.” 

“Yes you do!  Look at it properly, Y/n!” 

You squinted at the picture that Ramonda was trying to draw, searching through your brain for any memory of anything remotely close to looking like it. 

“Oh wait. I think I have it! It’s… a crown.” you declared proudly. 

“Nooo!” 

Just then the timer for 1 minute went off, telling you that your time was up. 

You grew relieved knowing that the pressure was no longer on you to guess what she was attempting to draw. That was until you saw your wife’s face. 

“What was it?” Shuri asked, clearly also stumped.

“It. Was. A. Chandelier.” Ramonda said through gritted teeth. 

Instantly a round of laughter went through the room, T’Challa being the only one at least trying to pretend that he wasn’t laughing. 

“What?” Ramonda asked. 

“Mother, that looked like anything but a chandelier.” 

That got another chuckle out of you, prompting you to give Shuri a high-five.

Ramonda dismissed all of you, rolling her eyes as she went back to her seat. When she sat down next to you, she leaned towards you, placing her hand on the side of her mouth to block the kids, her competitors, from seeing what she was saying. 

“Sthandwa sam. You know I love being your partner in all sorts of challenges, I really do. But you are not working hard enough on this.” she whispered. 

“Ramonda. My love. It’s a game. Let the kids win for once.” 

“No. I want that trophy!” she pointed to the makeshift trophy that you’d been using for game nights since Shuri had made it when she was 5. 

It held sentimental value to the both of you, but it was far worth anything after that fact. 

Ramonda made it seem like the grand prize of the century, much like any other insignificant prizes that were offered during competitions. 

You stared at her, locking eyes. A sort of staring competition began between the two of you, another regular occurrence between the two of you during times of competition. 

Ramonda held her ground, not budging off of her statement. 

After what seemed like forever, you relented. Throwing your hands up in defeat. 

“T’Challa. I’m going to need you to trade partners with me.”

Ramonda gasped “Are you serious!?”

“Ma, no! Why can’t Shuri trade with you?! “ T’Challa whined. 

“T’Challa you know Shuri and your mother being in the same team would only cause more trouble in this already terrible match. Let's even the odds.” 

Seeing that he was still hesitant, you went on, “Remember what happened when we played Monopoly that one time?” 

He shivered at the memory.

 “All the screams. All the tears.” you said with wide eyes. 

“That was years ago. Shuri was much smaller then. She can handle herself now.” he argued. 

Now , you mimicked Ramonda, whispering with your mouth covered, “Just do it so we can be done with this game.”

Not pleased, but knowing what needed to be done, he traded seats with you, gaining a shocked expression from Ramonda. 

‘What a relief.’ you thought.

[axailslink]

Mama why you got tiger stripes?

Shuri Udaku x Dora Milaje reader

Summary: You and Shuri have adopted a kid (Imani) who gets more curious by the day today he asks you about your "tiger" scars which leads to a conversation which opens some emotional scars unexpectedly with Shuri.

A/n: I guess this goes along with my Dora Milaje reader fics. (Since they're all kind of connected.)

Snippet from the fic: "He looks away as if he's going through his thoughts selecting the conversation before nodding "yes and mama said she thought you were a bad ass but you didn't want to hurt her so you held back." "

Being a Dora Milaje you are covered in scars from head to toe but your favorite and most noticeable ones are your "tiger stripes mama why do you have tiger stripes?" You glance at your arms then back at your child who's still awaiting an answer. "They're not tiger stripes your mother calls them panther scars she...when we were fighting she clawed me." The child gasps and looks at the picture of Shuri on the dining room table "mama hurt you?" You laugh and shake your head "yes bu-" "mama hurt you!?" You gently grab your son's hand "what have I told you about interrupting me when I speak Imani?" He purses his lips and nods "sorry mama" you nod "you're fine however remember when I told you how me and mama met?" He looks away as if he's going through his thoughts selecting the conversation before nodding "yes and mama said she thought you were a bad ass but you didn't want to hurt her so you held back." You raise your brow at his choice of words "mama said it" you smile and brush it off "well mama was just titled Black panther and queen at the time while I was titled the best hand to hand combat fighter in the Dora. Okoye... You remember auntie Okoye?" He nods "yes she's strong and super bad-sorry" you shake your head "well...Okoye thought that I needed some sort of reminder that I was reckless and I had a reckless way of thinking." You remember you're talking to a child rephrasing your words "she decided that since I thought I was grown and could go off plan that she'd leave me with the busy work training your mama." Imani smiles and nods "how was she?"

"Your mother was something else she was intimidating but I loved that she challenged me and did not hold back that's how I got these marks you see?" You show him your arms before lifting your shirt and showing him your tummy and waist. "Mama did you bad. Did she mean to hurt you?" How should you explain to a child that training is all about being hurt and learning from it. "Every scar is a lesson the ones on my arm remind me not to underestimate anyone your mother did mean to hurt me but only in training." He nods but curse him for having his mother's way of thinking "the scars on your tummy and waist they're fresher... Do you both still train?" You think back to how you got "those" scars because you weren't fighting when that happened. Your face immediately goes warm with the thoughts after your first date and how the night ended. If saved by the bell was a person it is Shuri as she walks into the home and immediately picks you up kissing all over your face with her keys and bag still in hand. "I thought you had queenly duties to attend to" she smiles "I finished for now but you know the job is never done." You nod "your son wants to know about our scars" Imani nods and Shuri smiles "okay like what scars?" Imani glances at you as he says "well mama Y/n has black panther scars all over her body do you have any scars?" Shuri nods slowly.

"Yes, would you like to know my favorite?" Imani nods eagerly but Shuri points to the middle of her forehead where her skin has this small almost unnoticeable dip "that scar kind of sucks mama" Shuri scoffs and laughs "your uncle would say different I got this when me and T'Challa were kids we were... Hectic never sat still for a minute our mother-" "mother Ramonda" Shuri nods and continues "yes our mother told us many times this day to stop running around be still we did not listen I ran until I hit my head against our wooden table it cut a gash through my forehead." Imani becomes more engrossed in the story but pats her leg "hold on" Imani runs out of the room leaving the both of you with blank looks on your faces he returns with a bag of chips and juice "continue" Shuri can't help but laugh at how much she reminds him of you even though you aren't really related. But what do relations have to do with family love? You sit on her lap and listen to the story too.

"C'mon mama continue" Shuri smiles as you sit on her lap "my mother was pissed like the little cartoon fuming at the ears pissed. She grabbed me by my ear and did the same to T'Challa because he was older and as she'd say "should have known better. T'Challa took the blame saying it had nothing to do with me that he pushed me into the table which wasn't true. Mother knew this of course but she admired that he would lie for me when it wasn't something T'Challa did not even as a kid." Imani smiles. "wow uncle T'Challa seems kind of cool I wish I could have met him" you can see Shuri get teary eyed for a moment "I..." Shuri gasps as she gently taps your thigh causing you to get up and she gently pushes past you and walks into your shared bedroom. "What's wrong with mama?" You and Shuri don't believe in sugar coating anything for him so you tell him "your mother never really took his death well whenever she thinks about it she can only imagine how upset he would have been if he had known just how much she spiraled out of control." Imani nods "I want to make her feel better" you nod "me too what do you think we should do?" Imani hums "I could give her some of my chips and we could give her cuddles they always make me happy." You smile at his innocence and nod.

You both approach you and Shuri's bedroom to see her laying in bed you can hear her sniffling as you open the door. She quickly sits up and wipes her face but Imani is quick to climb the bed and come up to hug her "I'm sorry mama you want a chip?" Shuri smiles and nods. "Sure Imani give me a chip" you can see her eyes tearing up more as she looks at Imani "you would have loved to meet him he was pretty cool." Imani smiles "yeah but my mama is pretty cool too can you not cry anymore? It makes me sad?" Shuri nods "yeah I'm done crying." You climb in bed behind her "good because we both know that death is not the end." She nods as you slip your arms around them both. Right." She mumbles into your neck.

A/n: didn't look over this and wrote this between classes so enjoy.

[letitiaslabyrinth]

DIDN'T DESERVE

A/N: this did not turn out the way i expected it too at all. anyways ignore all mistakes cause this aint proof read word count: 1.7k+

“Shuri, how come you ain’t tell me where you was last night?” Shuri's girlfriend, Imani said, irritation in her voice.

Shuri shrugs. “I was with Riri-”

Imani rolled her eyes and scoffed. “Of course you was with her. The two of yall might as well date with the amount of times yall see each other.”

“Baby, what are you talking about?”

“You spend more time with your,” She makes air quotes, “‘best friend’ than you do your girlfriend, Shuri. You don’t see an issue with that?”

Shuri was confused. Yeah, her and Riri spent time together but they didn’t spend that much time together, right? Whether the answer was yes or not, Shuri loved Imani and would choose her over anyone and everyone.

“I’m sorry, Ima. I’ll spend more time with you, I promise. How about we go on a date tonight?”

Imani brushed her off, still annoyed. “I don’t wanna go out, Shuri, I want you to stop hanging out with Riri. Period.”

“Okay,” Shuri says with no hesitation. She wants to make her girlfriend happy and if that means she and Riri can’t hang out anymore then so be it.

“Good.” Imani kisses Shuri on the forehead and goes to the bathroom.

Shuri’s phone goes off twice. They’re messages from Riri. Shuri doesn’t bother reading them when she types: “We can’t hang out anymore.” and blocks Riri’s number. It stung her heart a little bit but what else could Shuri do? Imani’s her first girlfriend and she just wants to keep her happy.

Shuri gets up from the couch and goes to the kitchen. She opens the pantry, taking out a bag of Doritos and opens the fridge, taking out a carton of juice. She pours some in a cup before putting it back and making her way to the living room. She sets her snack and drink down and turns on the T.V. She falls asleep waiting for Imani to come out the bathroom.

When Shuri wakes up, she can feel a hand running through her hair. She looks up and it’s Imani.

“You sleep good?” She asks.

Shuri hums, stretching slightly. “What time is it?”

Imani checks her phone, “6:32, why?”

“I have a meeting with the council at 7.” Shuri groans and gets up slowly. She finishes her juice from earlier and kisses Imani on the forehead. “I’ma go get ready. I’ll see you later tonight?”

“I made plans so prolly not,” Imani says and goes back on her phone.

Shuri’s the first one in the throne room, as usual, but Riri was close behind her.

“Shuri, can we talk?” She says, pulling Shuri to the side.

“No. Didn’t you get my text?”

“No, I did, I’m just wondering why I got it. And so outta the blue, too. Did something happen?”

“Nothing happened, Riri. I just don’t want any kind of relationship with you that isn’t strictly professional. Aren’t we only supposed to be colleagues, anyway?”

“Seriously? Shuri, you can't be serious right now! Are you at least gonna tell me what I did?”

Shuri notices some of the Elders coming in. “Leave it alone, Williams. I’ve said what I’ve said.” She walks away and sits on the throne, waiting for the other Elders to come in. 

They discussed the safety of Wakanda, the Panther and Ironheart suits, and the new buildings that were being constructed in Wakanda. Then Shuri went to the lab to work for hours.

It was around 11pm when Shuri made it back to her and Imani’s place and she was tired. She was expecting to find Imani in bed but she had forgotten that she said she’d made plans. The apartment was dark and lonely without another person there. Shuri didn’t like it. She turned on all the lights and put on a random show for some background noise while she took a shower. It was 11:30 when she was done. She was so exhausted from today that she didn’t even bother changing into clothes. Once her body touched that bed, that was it, lights out. 

“Shuri!” Shuri wakes up to Imani shaking her. “The bed is wet because of you! How am I supposed to sleep!?”

“The couch,” Shuri deadpans. Imani waited for Shuri to say she was joking but she wasn’t. It’s not like there was anywhere else for her to sleep other than on the couch.

“Why don’t you sleep on the couch?” Imani says, rolling her eyes.

Shuri groans and sits up on her elbows. She looks at the clock on her bedside table then back at Imani. “It’s 2 in the morning right now, Ima. I am tired. There’s no point in me moving when you’re the one complaining. You said the ‘whole bed’ is wet so go sleep on the couch.” And with that, she turns her back to Imani and goes back to sleep, ignoring the angry muttering from her girlfriend.

It had been about a week and a half since Shuri told Imani to sleep on the couch that night but Imani took it personally and has been sleeping on the couch ever since. Shuri didn’t even remember what she said since she was so tired but she assumed it was bad since her and Imani have barely even been talking unless they absolutely have to.

“Are you hungry?” Shuri asked Imani from the kitchen. No response. Shuri rolled her eyes and went over to her girlfriend, standing in front of her. “Can you just tell me why you’re ignoring me?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Because you should remember. It’s not my fault your memory is shit.”

“And it’s not my fault that you’re having this one-sided ass fight over something I don’t even fucking remember, Imani. We're dating, aren’t we? We’re supposed to be able to talk to one another when we have issues but instead you're pushing me away and ignoring me.”

“You were rude and inconsiderate, Shuri. You slept in the middle of the bed, with your towel on, making the bed wet, and then you told me to sleep on the couch.”

Shuri sat down, rubbing her eyebrow. “So, where exactly were you planning on sleeping, again?”

“What?”

“I mean, I’m just saying. From what you just told me, the entire bed was wet, somehow, so where did you actually plan on sleeping?”

“It’s not what you said, Shuri, it’s how you fucking said it. You didn’t even care about me enough to sleep on your side of the damn bed.”

“I was in a meeting from 7 to 11 pm, Imani. I was tired and you woke me up to complain so my bad for my tone?”

“Oh, please, what’s oh, so, tiring about sitting down and talking about things that need to be fixed or done in Wakanda?”

“It wasn’t just the meeting, Imani. I also had to go to the lap and fix some things on my and Riri’s suit-”

“Oh, really?” Imani scoffed, “So, what? Riri can’t fix her own damn suit now?”

“She doesn’t live here, Imani. She came here for one week for personal reasons, not to work.”

“She could’ve carried the suit behind her and worked on it from that scrappy lil garage of hers in Chicago.”

“I told her months ago that her suit cannot leave Wakanda, which you would know if you actually listened to me when I talked.”

“I listen when you talk, Shuri. It’s you who never listens to me and what I say. The fact that you’re still doing ‘favors’ for Riri proves that.”

“Excuse me? Me fixing the very creation that I helped her make isn’t me helping her. Me and Riri haven't even spoken since I told we can’t hang out anymore, so you can go somewhere else with that misinformation.”

“I don’t appreciate this tone of yours.”

“And I don’t appreciate how you’ve treated me like shit our entire fucking relationship,” Shuri starts, “Everything you ask of me, I do, and I mean everything, Imani. But it’s like, no matter what I do for you it’s never enough. You told me to stop hanging out Riri and I did but you just have to find a reason to get pissed off about something that barely even fucking concerns her and it’s irritating. You might as well be obsessed with the girl with the way you know so much shit about her and me.”

Imani stands up. “Shuri, if you keep talking to me like I’m one of your little fan girls, you gon lose me as a girlfriend, I promise.”

“Nobodys stopping you from leaving,” Shuri shrugs. She’s been through too much bullshit from this woman to even care anymore. “Leave.”

Imani scoffs and goes to pack her things.

“Leave your key on the way out, too,” Shuri says, getting up and leaving.

Today was the last day Riri was in Wakanda and Shuri had to make things right before she lost the best friend she’s ever had in her life. 

Shuri knocks on Riri’s door, thankful that she hadn’t left yet when she heard her say, “One minute!” Riri opens the door a few seconds later, her face dropping immediately when she realizes it was Shuri. 

“What do you want?” Riri says, folding her arms across her chest.

“I wanted to apologize.” Riri’s face softens slightly. “I shouldn’t have chosen Imani over you, especially when I’ve known you longer than I have her. I know what I did was stupid, Ri, and I’m sorry. Imani was my first girlfriend and I was willing to do anything for her love and her approval, even if that meant cutting out the best thing that’s ever happened to me. You didn’t deserve to be ghosted by me like that and I should’ve explained things weeks ago at the meeting but I was scared Imani would find out and break up with me and I know that’s no excuse but I really am sorry, Riri.”

Just as Riri was about to speak, another voice came from inside her room. “Ri, who is it?” They yell.

“No one, Aniyah!” She yells back. Riri turns back to Shuri, “I appreciate the apology, Shuri, I really do, but you’re a week too late. I don’t want anything to do with you after what you did.” And with that, she closes the door, leaving Shuri rethinking her entire life choices.