#yiza

[kodalindissima]

HOONIE HONEY

sunghoon + sunoo, enhypen psds: babe + selca @colour-source credite em caso de inspo visse safada?

[yizaicons]

𐐪 stayc headers + icons ♡ .. like or reblog if you save/use

    𐐪  screencaps

[aziy]

NOITES DE PRAIA

⸺ "Renjun e Jeno são amigos de metade de uma vida e estabeleceram um relacionamento que terminou em péssimas condições. Junto a isso — e a dor latente de uma rejeição silenciosa queimando em seu peito — Renjun comete o erro de aceitar ser padrinho de casamento da pessoa que ama. Mas, mesmo sob este péssimo cenário, ele conhece Jaemin — o melhor amigo de Jeno — e, sobre isso, não há absolutamente nada de mau" ⸺ Parte um: Foi um prazer conhecê-lo...

Quote theme, Yeri says: "Com fotos assim, eu posso ser uma influencer de verdade. Vou colocar todas no meu stories, inclusive, nenhuma beldade será desperdiçada essa noite e meus seguiflores terão overdose de Yeri na praia."

[staainlove]

Olá! Seja bem-vindo ao stayinlove, um cantinho de fanfics e aesthetics do straykids. Em breve teremos posts e coisinhas novas. Por enquanto, siga-nos aqui e no spirit para acompanhar as histórias que já foram postadas <3

[naomis-daydream]

on the throne // shuri udaku

summary: just read tbh….ok fine i’ll explain😒. being queen comes with a load of royal responsibilities; from border patrol, to technological advancements, and everything in between. though wakanda’s ruler realizes there’s a special someone she’s been neglecting. shuri’s come up short, and her wife’s coming to collect what’s hers.

warnings: pregnant!wife!reader. descriptions of pregnancy (obvs), teeny weeny bit of oral (shuri receiving). barely proofread.

a/n: this is the product of baby fever and ovulation😜 also this is a draft from forever ago, it kinda sucks so im dropping it under the cloak of night🥷🏽.

there were many things shuri loved about your body.

your hands, for instance. they always offered her a soothing rub or relaxing touch whenever she became stressed or overwhelmed with the weight of the crown. or something soft to hold as you spent evenings watching the wakandan sunset from the palace garden.

then there were your arms. shuri found that she only slept peacefully when yours were wrapped tightly around her middle. and if the royal ever woke to realize you rolled away, she’d assure she wiggled her way back into your grasp.

and bast your thighs. if the queen could spend the rest of her days between them, the soft, plush cushions, there’d be absolutely no resistance from the panther.

now it was worse, and it was all your fault. it was one of the many nights the queen spent inside you. somewhere between when she slowly pushed into you and when she brought you nearing your third high of the night, you had joked about her getting you pregnant. something about her having the genius and the looks to make a great gene pool. “fill me up, my queen,” you uttered, “give it to me. i want all of you.” you we’re fucking tantalizing.

it didn’t help that she had the science to make what originated as a lustful thought a reality.

now, seven months later, everything she loved about you only grew as your body changed. your natural curves only hypnotized her more as your hips widened and breasts swelled.

shuri also couldn’t help but smile when you wobbled cutely around your shared home due to the swell of your ankles, and while you refused to be helped with an act as simple as walking, you would feign resistance to shuri’s pleads to ease your pain before caving to let her massage your aching joints.

but the absolute worst part was the hormones. the cravings that made shuri tip-toe into the kitchen for you well after midnight, the hot flashes that would cause you to walk practically bare around the palace, and your sex drive, yours nearly matched that of her’s when she took the herb. though, only two of those things seemed to be prevailing today, where the only thing separating you from her was the thinnest dresses. it wasn’t unusual for you to forgo a bra this late into your pregnancy, but it seemed you’d forgotten any undergarments at all today as you sat on the lap of the queen, grinding helplessly into her thigh.

“yiza, mntwana,” you purred. come on, baby. “let me touch you.”

your wife squirmed from her place on the throne, hands on your hips as she guided you. you trailed your lips down her jaw to land on her pulse point before sucking intently.

while you were preoccupied, the woman took the chance to glance at the clock in the room, hissing slightly when noticing the time and when you sunk your teeth into her flesh. you were going to ruin her, she knew that much. the sad part is, she was gonna let you.

“the elders,” she whined, finding words rather hard when you moaned against her. “our meeting, they’ll be here in minutes!”

you pause your movements to lean up to her ear, whispering, “fuck the meeting.”

shuri threw her head back, sinking further into the the chair and further into the trap you set in motion the minute you walked into the room.

you always started by entering with a sweet smile, followed by asking her how her day was or what project she was working on. then you’d begin rubbing her shoulders, kissing her neck while muttering sweet nothings and telling her she worked too hard. “let me take care of you,” you’d say, “you deserve to feel good, don’t you wanna feel good?” and soon shuri would end up on her back, eyes wide shut as her legs were thrown over your shoulders and your fingers snug between her walls.

this time was different though. it had to be. the council meeting was nearing by the minute, and you showed no signs of waving the white flag.

“entle,” she began, licking her lips as she spoke. “i-i really think we should wait.” you continued to kiss her, attaching your lips to whatever skin you could reach as shuri continues. “once it’s over we can do whatever you want, my love.” her hands run over the curve of your ass, squeezing gently.

you pulled away from her, hands still cupping her cheeks. “i wanna do whatever i want now.”

“i know. i promise i-i’ll make it up to you.” she says, tilting her head up to look at you before placing a soft kiss to your lips. it’s sweet, the taste of her, and as much as you wanted more, she pulls away. “you better,” you scolded, “you’re the one who did this to me anyway.” you nod your head down to your stomach, stretching against the fabric of your maxi dress. the hormones had been driving you insane. and it didn’t help that shuri spent so much time away with all her new duties. this left you to take care of your own needs more often than you’d like to admit. you needed her. to feel her. while it might seem like you were caving, her majesty should’ve known better than too assume her wife would back down so easily.

your words bring a smile to shuri’s lips, a laugh escaping her as you sigh while you rise off of her, giving her a full view of your bump as you do so.

“whatever you want, mama.”

you hum a lazy response as your queen visibly relaxes, no longer antsy with your aroused antics. though she wasn’t in the clear just yet, you came here for a reason, and wouldn’t leave unfulfilled.

a simple idea sprouts in your head, and soon, a mischievous smile dances across your features as you reach back to unclasp your necklace. shuri raises a brow in question, but remains silent as you both watch the dainty jewelry slide down your chest and onto the floor, right between her feet.

“oops.”

the royal shakes her head, already having a clue of where this was headed. but you’re already sinking to your knees, eyes never leaving hers.

you rub your palms along the fabric of her black dress, reaching just below her knees. you play with the hem, eyeing the fickle fabric before tracing your fingertips higher. and higher. and high-

“thandiwe.” she warned.

beloved. how wholesome a name in contrast to your actions upon her. you peered up at her, batting your lashes at her. “yes, my queen?”

“we have ten minutes before our meeting-”

“i’ve made you come in less,” you continue, hooking your fingers around her underwear.

shuri wanted to protest, she really did, and she tried to. she mutters tiny objections at first, and you almost believe them, but the way she lifted her hips to help you remove her underwear, the way she whined when you tugged her to the throne’s edge, and the way she threw her head back with the first stripe you licked up her center told you all you needed to know. let’s face it, she knew she was done for the minute you walked in the room.

you begin to place gentle kisses to her clit, giving her a little stimulation, but not quite enough for her liking. shuri shudders above you, legs shaking gently. she began to realize just how long it’d been since the two of you had sex.

“still want me to stop?” you asked, tongue twirling around her entrance, to which she moaned in response. a light chuckle escapes your lips. “i’ll take that as a no.”

[mieczyslawn]

olá amigos, não tinha nada de bom pra fazer, então trouxe um pequeno tutorial de como dá pra fazer icons pelo ibispaint + photopea pelo celular, de um modo (meio) rápido e fácil — do meu jeitinho, claro! mwah mwah

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀passo a passo . . . ou quase

⠀⠀⠀1. abra o ibispaint e selecione o tamanho do icon! escolhi 120x120, que é o que mais uso (pro spirit fanfics):

⠀⠀⠀⠀2. escolha a foto ou imagem desejada (utilizo do pinterest e/ou do insta) e ajuste como quiser – ex:

⠀⠀⠀⠀3. logo depois que posicionar do jeito desejado, você tem a opção de colocar algum dos filtros do próprio ibis! eu uso o “chromatic aberration (zooming)” na ordem “G-B-R”

⠀⠀⠀⠀4. salve a imagem normalmente e abra o photopea, aperte em arquivo no canto superior da tela > novo > adicione o seu icon + o psd/coloring que você queira e aperte em camadas (terceiro ícone da coluna direita na vertical) – apertando em camadas terá a camada que contém o psd, então arraste para cima da camada do seu icon, desse modo:

(todos créditos do psd são da yiza, coloursourse no devianart <3)

⠀⠀⠀⠀ 5. voltando ao icon, selecione a camada que contém apenas o icon (sem o psd)

vá em filtros, aperte em afiar/sharpen e você pode escolher entre (num português literal) “afiar inteligente / smart sharpen” ou “afiar mais / sharpen more”

caso escolha o afiar inteligente, recomendo colocar a quantidade: 190% ou 200% e o raio: 1px

⠀⠀⠀⠀ 6. depois, vá novamente em arquivos e aperte em exportar como png (para manter a qualidade)

dessa forma você aprendeu a como fazer icons pelo celular + ibis + photopea e assim ficaria eles:

⠀⠀⠀⠀ obs: infelizmente o tumblr pelo celular tira a qualidade do icon, mas você pode ver que pelo computador/web a qualidade permanece boa — no spirit também!

essa é a forma pelo ios, não sei dizer se no android tem uma diferença grande, mas é isso, um beijo da anitta 💋✋

⠀⠀⠀⠀dúvidas/pedidos? mande um ask sz

[paisholotus]

Lovely

Erik Steven's (Killmonger) x black fem reader

Summary: Erik takes his wife out on their anniversary.

Warnings: Strong Language, Drinking & Smut.

Translations: Ndixelele into oyifunayo, mntwana ( Tell Me What You Want, Baby?) Uyandivumela ukuba ndikungcamle, mntwana? ( You Gon Let Me Taste You, Baby?) Uhlala undiqinisa, mama ( You Always Tight For Me, Mama) Yiza apha, ungene emadolweni akho ( Come Here, And Get On Your Knees.) Ndiyakuthanda ( I Love You) Ndiyakuthanda, nawe ( I Love You, Too)

Requested By: Anonymous

A/N: this is inspired by the Songs Lovely & Poison by Brent Faiyaz. This MF Long, hope you enjoy tho

3rd Pov

Erik and Y/N are celebrating their eighth year anniversary today. Erik planned to take her out tonight. They've been married for eight years and have been together since they were teenagers.

Erik watched Y/N bend down to put on her heels as they prepared to leave the house. His gaze moved over her body, focusing on her ass. He smirked as he licked his lips, revealing his gold grills in his mouth.

He walked behind her, squeezing her ass and kissing her neck. "You look good as hell, mama." Y/N, turn around and mirrored his smirk, showing off her matching grills. She encircled her arms his neck and kissed his lips, swiping her tongue across his bottom lip. He opened his mouth wider for her, Their tongues swirled around each other, groaning in each other's mouths. Erik tightened his arms around her waist and gripped her ass.

Y/N pulled away, biting on Erik's bottom lip, causing Erik to slap her ass telling her to stop. She let go of his lip and gave him a seductive smile. "Keep that shit up, and Imma fuck you on the kitchen table." He said this while looking her in the eyes.

Y/N let out an audible moan, and Erik pecked her lips again, ushering them to the front door and tapping her ass as they walked out. 

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Erik treated his wife to dinner and shopping, and he bought her whatever she desired. And Y/N got Erik whatever he wanted, which wasn't much considering he claimed he didn't want anything but her butt ass naked on their bed tonight.

He reminded her that the kids were staying with his parents for the night, so they had the entire house to themselves and could be as nasty as they wanted to be.

Erik didn't mind that Y/N wanted to go to this new club that had just opened up in the area because they hadn't been clubbing in a while.

They walked into the club, and to say it was crowded would be an understatement. Y/N had to calm Erik down so he didn't punch someone in the face, because niggas kept trying to get at her right in front of him.

 

They sat down and ordered drinks, scowling at the trash music and laughing at the people on the dance floor who couldn't dance for shit.

They raised their glasses, clinking them together, and sipped the strong brown liquid. Hearing Brent Faiyaz play throughout the club, Y/N's ears perked up and she smirked.

She took Erik's hand in hers and pulled him up. "Let's go dance, Daddy" He returned her smile and let her lead him to the dance floor.

I almost fell in love with you

After the club last night

It don't know what you do

Money's gonna treat you right

Erik turned her around and gripped her waist as she whined into him. Erik copied her movements and put one hand on the back of her neck, pressing down on the arch in her back, making her throw back her ass harder on him.

Girl, don't act like you changed

When we both know you can't

And I know you love me

Cause i think you're lovely

Erik picked her up, turned her around, and pressed his lips against hers. Y/N sucked on his bottom lip and stucked her tongue into his mouth. Erik grabbed her jaw and pushed his tongue down her throat.

Girl check my coat

Drop that as on the floor

See you move on that pole

Baby, look at you go

He pulled away from her and stared at her with lust in his eyes. "You ready to go, baby?" He said, smirking down at her.

Girl, check my coat

Drop that ass on the floor

See you move on that pole

Baby, look at you go

She licked her lips and smirked at him and said, "mmhm, I'm putting dat ass to sleep tonight." Erik smiled back at her and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, kissing the side of her head.

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Nasty time 😏😏

Erik slowly pulls away from her lips making her let out a whimpering sound, causing him to chuckle.

"Ndixelele into oyifunayo, mntwana?" He demands licking his bottom lip and her eyes followed the movement her being reminded all the things his tongue can do.

Her clothes and his clothes fell in a pile on the floor within seconds. They haven't had sex in awhile because of how busy they have been, Erik picked Y/N up and she wrapped her legs around his waist, walking them to their bed.

Know you ride it right

I might just die tonight

But you know I'm still coming through baby (through baby)

I know it's bad for me

And you know it tastes so sweet

I think I need your abuse baby

"Uyandivumela ukuba ndikungcamle, mntwana?"

Erik mumbled biting down on her neck, making sure to leave a hickey. "Stop teasing me, baby." Y/N whined. He flips her over so he's on top of her, Y/N felt his dick and began stroking him through his pants receiving a deep groan from him.

Girl, you do damage to me

You know I love it, yeah I love you

Ain't nothing better for me now

Girl, you do damage to me

You know, I love it, yeah I love you

Ain't nothing better for me now

Than your poison baby

He folded her legs to her chest and slid in and she let out a deep moan at the fullness of him. Y/N forgot how long and thick Erik was, she hissed at him stretching her out. She grabbed on to his shoulders as they rocked against each other, moaning in sync. One of the many things Y/N  loved about Erik was he never had a problem about being vocal.

"Fuck! Uhlala undiqinisa, mama." He groans biting on his lip, staring into her eyes. Y/N smirked and kissed his lips, scratching up his back making him moan.

Girl, you know I play my role when I'm inside that

With my hands around your throat I know you like that

Girl, I'll do anything

To hear you scream my name, I love your game, I do, I do

He kissed on her neck and trailed his kisses down the valley of her breast before his mouth latches onto her left nipple. He pulls away and gave the other one the same attention, slightly pinching the other one, making her let out a high pitch moan.

"You...taking...this dick like a pro, mama. Fuck, clench around me again." He groans and Y/N could tell he was close to Cumming by the way his thrusts became sloppy.

Hey, oh-oh

Girl, you do damage to me (you)

You know I love it, yeah I love you

Ain't nothing better for me now

Girl, you do damage to me

You know, I love it, yeah I love you

Ain't nothing better for me now

Than your poison baby (woah-woah-woah-woah)

He pulled out making Y/N whine at the loss of her climax fading. She looked at Erik confused and seen how dark his eyes were.

"Yiza apha, ungene emadolweni akho." He growls at her, but she eagerly stood up and followed his directions. He slapped her ass and she dropped down to her knees taking his length into her hands.

He grabbed her throat and made her look up at him, "who dat pussy and mouth belong to?" Y/N moan at the pressure he was adding to her neck. He took his dick and slapped her cheek, "WHEN I ASK YOU SOMETHING, YOU ANSWER THAT SHIT!"

A/N: I'm sorry but that made me cackle a lil bit 🤣🤣

Y/N quickly nodded and said, "I'm all yours, N'Jadaka." And he slammed his dick into her mouth making him groan. "This your dick, huh? Then take that shit?" A string of curse words came out his mouth, watching all the saliva she was collecting from using both of her hands.

"Gah damn baby Fuck! Just like that....DAMN YOU NASTY! But that's why I love you baby. Keep doing that shit, and imma put another baby in yo ass." He moaned out throwing his head back in pleasure.

Erik choked his breath getting caught in his throat. He shuddered and he shot his cum down her throat. Y/N sucked and licked him clean and stood up giving him a kiss. Erik picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist laying her back on the bed.

Girl, you do damage to me

But I love it babe

Oh, you're poisonous baby

He brushed her hair out her face and kissed her forehead. "Happy Anniversary, baby love." Y/N smiled at him softly and kissed his lips, "Ndiyakuthanda" She mumbled. He pulled her closer and wrapped both arms around her, pulling the blanket up. "Ndiyakuthanda, nawe"

[mixyl]

๑. Tell me you - Capa teste, feita em 30/12/2023, em caso de inspiração dê os créditos. psd: @.yiza

[vourllery]

oiii tudo bem? me diz como faz esse efeito 3D nos seus icons?

oiee, tudo sim e contigo??? fiz um mini tutorial explicando do 0 como fazer os icons igual eu faço, espero que lhe ajude!

atenção: siga atentamente os passos!

1° – baixe o pack da magnífica yiza; é nele que vamos encontrar o action e darmos o efeito 3d no icon (e nesse pack ainda tem colorings maravilhosos);

2° – entre no site photopea.com no seu navegador;

3° – assim como na imagem, deslize da direita para a esquerda na parte cinza claro, onde está opções como: arquivo, editar, imagem, etc;

4° – ache a opção "janela" e clique UMA VEZ nela e aguarde abrir as opções dela. irá aparecer diversas opções, mas clique na "ações" para ativar;

5° – depois disso a opção de adicionar ações já vai estar habilitada, então feche a aba "janela" e clique em "abrir do computador", e selecione o action que baixou (ATENÇÃO: SE NÃO ACHAR O ACTION, VÁ ATÉ A LUPA DE PESQUISA E PESQUISE POR "ATN", ASSIM ELE VAI APARECER)

6° – vai aparecer um aviso mostrando que foi instalado um action no seu photopea, e pronto, o action temos; agora vamos ver como colocar ele no icon:

7° – aperte em "abrir do computador" e selecione a foto que vai usar;

8° – com a foto aberta já, vá até o quadradinho ali que deixei em destaque, e aperte 1 vez nele;

9° – aperte no retângulo que está destacado;

10° – selecione a opção "tamanho fixo";

11° – mude de 100×100 para 120×120;

12° – corte do jeito que preferir a foto, e depois arraste da direita para a esquerda a parte cinza claro;

13° – no final vai ter um ❌ e um ✔, aperte no ✔;

14° – pronto está cortado em 120×120, e do jeito que queremos, então volte deslizando a barra novamente para onde estávamos;

15° – vá até a opção "filtro" e aperte uma vez nela, aguarde abrir e depois selecione a opção "aguçar"

16° – clique em "nitidez maior";

17° – pronto, nosso icon está com qualidade e nitidez, agora aperte nesse símbolo de play que está em destaque;

18° – selecione a pasta da coloursource e depois aperte na flecha que está destacada em azul;

19° – aperte na opção "glitch effect 1" e depois no play que destaquei em verde;

20° – vá até a opção onde tem três retângulos, e aperte lá para mostrar as camadas do nosso icon, e depois aperte DUAS VEZES RAPIDAMENTE na camada "layer 1";

21° – vai aparecer essa janela, e preste bastante atenção nessa parte destacada, é somente nela que vamos mexer!

22° – deixe selecionado apenas a primeira opção, e depois clique em "aceitar"

e prontinho, seu icon já está com nitidez e efeito 3d, agora é só aplicar seu psd de preferência!

depois de colocar o psd e só salvar como jpg e ser feliz!

[kodalindissima]

AS ESTRELAS ME SEGREDARAM SEU AMOR

seonghwa + hongjoong, ateez (pedido por nathanaugustopk) psd: selca @colour-source credite em caso de inspo visse?

[yizaicons]

𐐪 stayc icons + headers ♡ .. like or reblog if you save/use

#120x120↷

[aziy]

i can see you, i can feel you

please, stay with me

O coração de Christopher afunda imediatamente e ele se sente, enfim, engolido por todo o esgotamento que esses dias trouxeram para ele. "É ele?" Christopher pergunta num sussurro baixo para o pai, seus ombros caídos, a respiração presa em seus pulmões.

Pétalas pintadas de sol

+ icons, dê like ou reblog se pegar

+ spirit icons

[bomchevique]

O dia está lindo lá fora

→  “O dia está lindo lá fora e ainda estamos enrolados em nossos lençóis.”

→ (Eng) “It's a beautiful day outside and we're still curled up in our sheets.”

→ Leia: spirit; ao3; academia de contos; ao3 (English translation)

→ capa por @kodalindissima

[yoonbaew]

· capa para doação — catboy

· capa @yoonbaew adotada por @yiza

· caso se inspire, me credite!

[fajuta]

BOTANICAL CARD

.30/06/2023, feita para yiza ♡

cr. [imagens] [fonte] [psd] [action]

[prinxeali]

Growing to love Part III

Part III: The Lioness and the Panther

AN: Warning! There will be some pretty intense fighting scenes. Hopefully, it ain't too much. Also, I'm so sorry about the wait. School is kicking my ASS.

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Holy Shit. There's no way in heaven or earth you'll be able to beat these girls. They were faster, stronger, and more experienced; you had only been here one day! "I'm so screwed," You mumble, clutching your head. There's a deep chuckle from behind you before a strong and callused hand grips your shoulder. "You're scared?" Okoye says with a smirk; her eyes had an almost mischievous sparkle that made you shiver. You change, your face into a cold expression, and your body tenses as if bracing for an impact. "No, what do I have to be afraid of?" you respond cockily, tilting your chin up. Okoye grabs your chin and turns it toward the women in the training field; they're sweaty from the heat, some sporting bruises or busted lips, others laid off to the side in defeat. "You should be afraid of them, little girl," she says, letting you go and disappearing into the crowd. 

From there, the match goes on. The champions changed every so often, and the number of defeated only increased, indicating that the options around you were narrowing down. It was only a matter of time before you were called to the center to fight the absolute beast of a woman waiting for you. She paced the ring in circles like a lioness, teasing her prey; she left her prey guessing and caught them off guard with a series of swift and decisive blows. She had an arrogant aura and an almost malicious smile like she enjoyed seeing people quiver under her. She fed off their fear like a demon. It aggravated and disturbed you in equal measure. 

You're swept from your thoughts by a collective groan from the women around you, a few rushing out to collect the shaken girl from the ground. She could hardly stand as two trainees escorted her off the field. "Who is next?" a senior called out from the sidelines. The remaining women looked at each other in fear, some taking a step back, and a group of them even held their heads down in submission. 

"You, yiza ubonakalise ukubaluleka kwakho" (come and prove your worth), the beast says, pointing out a young lady next to you. The girl was frozen in fear, her eyes wide like large discs as they darted back and forth as if looking for an escape. For a brief second, you two make eye contact, and a switch flips within you, igniting an instinct to protect. You close your eyes and step in front of the girl looking at the woman in the ring dead in her eyes. "You're strong, but your arrogance makes you weak," You say, stepping closer to her. The air buzzed around you with anticipation. A game of Alphas. After a few minutes of intense eye contact, the both of you raise your fists and signal for the battle to begin. 

The two of you separate and take your positions on opposite sides of the circle. This woman was not unlike you, strong and tall, none but an inch or so taller; if you're good enough, you should be able to knock her down by about a foot. There's a steady sound of spears hitting the ground, closing the circle. Now, it was do or get your shit rocked trying, and you sure as hell wasn't going down without seeing this bitch home with a broken nose. You take your stance and slowly circle around the ring, your opponent doing the same. She would try and catch you off guard, that much you knew. You had to be ready. 

Play her game. Make her impatient. 

The two of you circle each other for what feels like hours; she is unsure of what to do. “Kwenzeka ntoni "ukungqina ukubaluleka kwakho"?” (What happened to “prove your worth”?”). You tease, standing up straight and opening your arms. "What good is a lion who cannot hunt? She is useless to her pride," you speak up, your eyes not leaving hers for a moment. In a flash of black, she comes rushing at you. You just barely manage to catch her fists in her hands and push back against her. For all of 30 seconds, there's a battle of strength and endurance. Two powerful forces against one another. Your mind wires as you calculate your next moves. In a split-second decision, you drop to the floor and use your legs to topple her over. She catches herself and recovers in just enough time to deliver a blow to your head. Its impact is strong enough to render anyone unconscious. Still, your stubbornness isn't the only reason you were nicknamed the hardheaded one. 

You swing your leg around to surprise her with a kick to the chest, not hard enough to injure her but just enough to put some distance between you. You stand to your feet and advance bravely toward her, throwing steady punches. Still, ultimately you could only land a few before she retaliated and punched you square in the chest, knocking the breath from your lungs. You hit the floor with a thud and stared wide-eyed at the roof, unable to catch your breath. After about a minute, you hear feet rushing toward you. Your mind is running, you're angry, but you can't move.

A warm hand wraps itself around your wrists, pulling you from the floor. You find your breath and shove aside the people around you, your gaze fixated on the woman standing proudly in the center of the ring. "You knocked me down, but you have not finished me," you say with a dark chuckle. Your opponent turns toward you with a smug look which you return. You raise your fist again and signal for the match to resume. This time you make the first move, tackling her to the floor and swiftly subduing her, pinning her arms to her chest. She fights her way out of your hold and flips your positions. You push against her arms and swing one of your legs around to drive her to the floor. It isn't long before the two of you are on your feet, and the battle continues with the same id, not more fire and anger behind each of your moves. You finally find a window of time to deliver a few debilitating blows to her chest. She was slowing down. There's a quick exchange of punches that admittedly leaves you a bit dazed. You stumble backward and brace yourself, looking for that next window. 

Now.

You rush into her and send a flying kick in her direction, landing on the side of her head. She falls to her knees and stares at the floor, contemplating. She looks up at you darkly and smiles evilly. "You look Just like your mother. The apple never falls far from the tree, does it, cousin?" She speaks. 

It is the last thing you hear before everything fades black. The only sound you register is a cry of pain and a dull ache in your fist before you give in to the stars behind your eyelids. 

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When you wake up, you're in the lab. It is dark; everyone must have gone home for the night. "Princess, She is awake," the AI alerts. You look at Shuri rushing over to your side, her hand warm against your shoulder as she helps you sit up straight and take a few sips of water. "You've only been here a day, and you've already begun making enemies?" she jokes lightly. Despite her lighthearted chuckle, you could hear the worry lacing her tone.

"I need to go back. I have training in the morning," you say, sliding off the bed; you didn't take more than five steps before your legs gave out underneath you. In an instant, Shuri was there supporting your weight. "You have a pretty bad concussion," she says, swiping a screen around to show an image of your brain, some parts of which are pulsating in yellow. "You're on bed rest until doctors or I give the all-clear." you groan and sit back against the bed in defeat.  

"That woman, she said something that upset you. What did she say?" The princess inquires. Your eyes darken dangerously, and your fists clutch at the sheets on the bed. Shuri chuckles awkwardly and waves her arm dismissively. "Actually, forget I asked," she says, placing her hand on yours. You visibly relax and turn your hand over to press your palm to hers. The stillness is peaceful and much welcomed. Shuri radiates a feeling of reassurance and warmth that you naturally gravitate to.

Without thinking, you bring her hand to your lips, pressing a soft kiss to her skin. Your lips linger for a moment before you peer up at her with a look that couldn’t be anything if not sheer adoration. For a moment, she seems to reciprocate, but her eyes gloss over with something dull, almost like a fog. She pulls her hand away and takes a step back. "You can rest here for tonight. GRIOT will keep tabs on your vitals. I'll see you tomorrow," she says quickly before exiting the lab without a glance. 

You lie back on the bed and close your eyes, but your mind does not rest. Discontent turns and twists inside you like a vine, wrapping itself around your mind, and thoughts of Shuri wrapping itself around your heart.

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Note: Imma be deadass. I don't know where this is going lol. We just going with the flow, I guess.

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