#anywho that’s when I woke up and frankly I’m annoyed

[dinosnaurnuggets]

Oh yeah LOVED the back to back nightmares. Definitely. Variety was great. Uh. Could we maybe try something relaxing next time tho?

[airis-paris14]

Take a Break Pt.7

Setting: AU where T’Challa is in love with Reader, But is married to Nakia. Both of the women he loves try to convince him to take a break.

Warnings: Cursing, pregnancy, Baby!fluff, proofread Half asleep.

A/N: I was productive today. 🤷🏾‍♀️

Face claim for Reader’s Mom is.....

Phylicia Rashad

I just feel like she’s perfect. This is who I’ve been envisioning when I write her mom’s dialogue. Anywho, hope you enjoy!

“Fuck,” you hiss plopping down on the toilet seat. You rested a hand atop your small baby bump as you rested from washing your face. You stared wearily at your makeup and decided it wasn’t necessary for your prenatal visit. It had been three months since you left Wakanda, much to T’Challa’s disdain.

Ever since you’d discovered you were pregnant you’d battled over telling T’Challa. Every time you had this discussion selfish you won out, you were terrified to have to go back and own up to what you did In front of Nakia. Quite frankly that terrified you more than labor. On the other hand, two other people’s lives would be affected by your decision. On one hand, your child deserved to know their father, and on the other T’Challa deserved to know his child.

Sighing loudly you rocked off of your toilet seat, powered on your kimoyo beads and waddled over to your bed. You sank into the mattress before calling Okoye.

“Sister Y/N! Are you all right?” The general asked as her hologram appeared infront of your face. “Mostly, no broken bones Okoye,” you smiled. “I’m afraid I have a favor to ask.”

“Anything,” Her warm voice melted through the hologram and wrapped you in a hug. “I need you to come get me. Please.”

“From America? Are you sure you’re all right? Have you let Nakia and T’Challa know?” The general’s face was painted with confusion.

“No. I also ask that you do not alert them. I just need you to come get me. I need to come home urgently for a brief spell. I fear I have already delayed his trip as much as possible.” You frowned. “Please Okoye, I’m begging.”

“Alright, Alright,” The general conceded. “I’ll send some Milaje right away,” she began.

“No, Okoye. You and no one else, unless it’s Ayo, but I imagine she will be in charge during your absence. Just you no one else need know. Please.” You begged, regret beginning to seep in.

“Very well. I will be there as soon as possible. Just be packed and ready to go. I’m afraid that time is not on our side since we need to sneak out and in to the securest country in the world Y/N.” She sighed gesturing for someone in the background. “I will see you soon.”

When Okoye’s hologram disappeared, you sighed and began shuffling around trying to gather some clothes that still fit. You packed mostly dresses, skirts and shirts into a small duffle bag along with your prenatal vitamins and ordered some lunch. Awaiting the familiar hum of vibranium. You quickly called your obstetrician and canceled your appointment.

Sharp knocks on your apartment door jolted you awake. You groaned before rolling yourself off the couch. Yawning, you opened the door to reveal a distraught Okoye.

She pulled you into a tight hug, you found your arms wrapping around her as well. Tears rolled down your cheeks. Okoye pulled back, her thumbs raced to your cheeks. “Why are you crying?” She asked.

You simply grabbed her hands and placed them on your small bump, “surprise!” You mumbled softly. Her eyes widened in shock as she stepped back to take in your figure. “The father?” She asked cautiously.

“I think we both know you know the answer to that question.” You waddled over to your bag and bent over to grab it. You walked through the apartment and turned off all of your lights. “I believe we are on a time crunch?” You gestured towards the door.

“Bast help us all,” Okoye nodded solemnly before grabbing your bag from you and walking out. You quickly locked your door and followed after the woman.

You stepped out of your apartment building and headed towards a long black town car. The flags of Wakanda proudly flapped in the wind as a crowd stared intently at the vehicle.

“You brought a town car?” You groaned as Okoye placed your bags in the trunk. “I had to, someone else is here,” she began. “Okoye, please tell me it’s not,” fear consumed your muscles. “No, the king is not here, but these three may be worse, to a point.”

Apology floated through Okoye’s eyes, “three!” You began to panic. “They caught me calling the plane. They wanted to surprise you, but I fear this isn’t the way you wants this to go down,” Okoye frowned. “I’m sorry.”

You hugged her. “It’s fine, you can’t really see it anyway.” You sighed as Okoye nodded. Before she could lay a hand on the handle, the door swung open. Out bounced an annoyed Shuri. “What took you so long with Y/N,” The teen ran up and wrapped you in a hug. “Oh I’ve missed you!” She giggle before confusion washed over her features.

“What is this?” She whispered as her hands settled over your abdomen. “Surprise!” You grinned awkwardly grabbing her hands.

“What. When. Who?” She shook her head trying to put the puzzle together in her mind. “Please, I’ll answer everything at home but please not right now.” You searched her eyes, pleading.

“Is it T’Challa’s?” She asked, fearing the answer. “Shuri, please.” A silent tear rolled down your face as you held back your tears. You squeezed her hands begging. “I’ll kill him!” she growled snatching her hands from yours. “I’ll kill him, then I’m coming to kill you.” She pointed before stepping into the car. “I’ll kill him!” She yelled once more.

You sighed and accepted Okoye’s help into the car. Once you eased in she shut the door and you turned to find the last two people you wanted to see. Quite frankly, these two scared you more than T’Challa or Nakia.

“Shit,” you mumbled as you mother and Queen Ramonda’s eyes traveled to the slight bulge of your stomach.

“Please don’t tell me,” Queen Ramonda started looking at her daughter. Shuri nodded slightly. “I’ll kill him!” Both mothers replied in unison before turning to you. “I believe I can take care of this one alone Ramonda.” You felt your mother’s glare, immediately transporting you back to when you would run out of the front yard or steal a cookie before dinner. “Fuck.”

The flight home seemed to take years. The silence eventually became suffocating. Fatigue overtook your body as you nodded off to sleep. You felt your mothers hand gently shake you out of your sleep. “Come.” She waved towards the guest room. She gently helped you up and off the seat. “It’s better for you and the baby if you rest properly. You’ll get enough cricks in your neck once it’s born.” She smiled gently.

You smiled sleepily laying your head on her shoulder. She helped you to the plushe bed and tucked you in. She settled softly beside you. “I’m not mad,” she began. “At least not anymore. I’m just frustrated. I never wanted this for you, a single mother. I know how hard it is. When your father died, I didn’t know what I was going to do with myself. But you are starting from the beginning alone baby girl,” she reached up and cupped your cheek. “Everyone knew something was going to happen those weeks you two were alone, but I hoped you’d be smart about it. Use protection. If not for him but for yourself. This is gonna reflect badly on T’Challa, no doubt about it. But you, sweet girl, and this child, will bear the brunt of it. You need to figure out what you want from T’Challa. We know he can’t take you as his wife, but do you want him in your child’s life? Are you even going to stay in Wakanda?” She stroked your cheek lovingly. Her thumbs tracing the slight sweet of your cheekbones.

“I’m going to stay until the baby is born, but after that, I don’t know. I guess it depends on what T’Challa wants.” You admitted leaning into her. “I’m so scared Umama.”

“I know baby girl,” she lifted you up and stared into your eyes, “but it’s going to get a lot worse. But I’m always here for you ok. Wherever you are from now on, I’m there with you, and my grand baby.” She smiled placing her hand on your stomach. You laughed lightly. “I hope it’s a boy,” you whispered as your eyelids droop.

“You don’t another L/N woman?” She joked gently stroking your hair. “Nah, I think we need a man in this house.”

“What ever you want baby girl, as long as it’s healthy.” Your mother cooed as sleep consumed you.

When you woke again the room was silent and you groaned. Rolling out of bed you pulled the covers over your mom and shuffled back to the main area of the ship.

“Have you eaten?” Ramonda’s voice floated across the room scaring you. You jumped slightly. “I did not mean to scare you my love,” she opened her arms inviting you into her embrace. Shuri’s slight snores accompanied your feet as you walked to the mother figure. You fell into her arms and she wrapped you tightly pulling her to your chest. She kissed your forehead before humming a Wakandan lullaby.

“I ate earlier,” you mumbled after a while. “Y/N this is a six hour flight. You’ve got to eat for someone else now too.”

“I know, but I’m scared.” She pulled away slightly and looked at you. “Were you scared when you had sex with my son?”

“What?” You bolted up. “Were. You. Scared. When. You. Had. Sex. With. My. Son,” The queen enunciated each word “I mean yes,” you started. “Why didn’t you stop? Right when you felt scared. When you felt like something was off.” She pressed.

“Because. T’Challa and it felt so right and he said. We were made. And I was weak.” You sobbed. Ramonda grabbed your face and lifted it. “You are not weak. There is a difference between being weak, and having a moment of weakness.” She gently wiped your eyes. “You may have made a dumb mistake. It happens to the best of us. But this baby, is not a mistake. It is a wonderful consequence of your actions, you must own that. Now I don’t know what my son told you, and I’m sure I don’t want to know.”

“Probably not,” you mutter. “But trust he will get his earful tonight,” The Queen mother pointed. “But I want you to know, that this baby will be loved by its family, and you will always be family.”

Tears welled up in your eyes as you pulled her into a hug. “I’m so glad I came home,” you sniffed pulling away from Ramonda. “I don’t know what I’m doing with a baby,” you wiped under your eyes laughing.

“That’s what I’m here for,” Ramonda smiled. “We can start with lullabies when we get back to the palace. I’ll give you a nice long foot rub too. I know your ankles are killing you,” she smiled.

“Leave her mother something to do Ramonda,” your mom laughed from the doorway walking further into the room. “And her honorary sister,” Shuri asserted as she yawned from the other side of the room. You smiled as you felt the love all around you.

“And her godmother will keep all the boys away,” Okoye added from the pilot seat as they broke through the barrier. “And she’ll always have home,” you added as you stared out the window.

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[survivormontenegro]

Episode 7: “So FUCK You Seamus” - Julia

WE DIDNT GO TO TRIBAL YAAAY. Hopefully this means Tom is safe, I was really worried for him if we had to go twice in a row eek.

Now the plan is vote Evan off this round if we have to, then pray for a merge or a new swap or SOMETHING.

New Goal Bootlist:

13th: Evan

12th: (MERGE) Alex C.

11th: Ian

10th: Jason

9th: Caeleb

8th: Mitch

7th: Jones

6th: Mo

5th: Benj

4th: Julia

F3: Me, Tom & Jules

I really am nervous about Julia. She is SO attached to this og tribe war which I think is so not smart!! Also I know she says it's different but I still think throwing this challenge is exactly what Alex C. did to her so its kinda hypocritical yikes!

I'm also praying for Benj, I really want him to survive and make merge HDJDKDKD.

Ugh i hated voting michael but thank goodness it was him and not me oop. If we lose another challenge i am 100% on the chopping block. As the only other person who voted Caeleb instead of Noah im probably going next. Anywho i keep getting reassured that im safe but frankly im just hoping we can win this challenge and make the tribes even again.

why am I feeling bad for Evan? I feel really sorry for him, like he screwed up his game by leaking stuff to JJ and he is VERY pushy, but like... he means well and like, is being treated like JJ which he doesn't deserve.

I wanna like... try and throw him a lifeline, but I don't trust him to either leak stuff or cause problems eek. I'm feeling really worried about Jason & Julia, like I was horrible to JJ in my confessionals which YIKES I FEEL REALLY BAD ABOUT STILL EVEN THOUGH HE ANNOYED ME, but like... I feel like Jason/Ian as a pair and Julia as her confrontational self might be problems in a merge? I think they are a definite sinking ship and one I need to seperate myself from EEK.

I standby that Ian remains a major threat by the way, I've known it since round two, and when I have my chance? I will strike

in other news... I wanna do a eulogy for Michael. Our robbed budva siri brother!

it means I'm the last remaining tumblr survivor newbie from my original tribe which WHEW! Me, Jules, Caeleb and Evan are the only tumblr survivor newbies left in the whole game so we will have to figure that one out.

I think the way I see merge going is Alex C. or someone from the other side being like the merge boot and then it turns on Ian/Jason/Julia. And I will be apart of it, like I'll try and protect Julia, but Ian/Jason are obviously major threats and I have no opposition to them being separated.

This challenge is mcfreaking hard and whew I’m 100% throwing this challenge so we can send Evan out. We managed to win the previous immunity by just a 29 point difference that the hosts claimed that our tribe pulled ahead of in the last minute? Wow me, Ali and Tom did that. And now Michael is gone and I’m fairly confident either Mitch or Benj have the Budva idol. Well if we merge I can possibly rekindle my connection with them? I did talk with almost everyone on OG Budva. Well assuming Mitch still trusts me and he didn’t found out that I was really gonna send him home before Jared went crazy oop

Evan then like gave us this ultimatum. Saying he will not sit out and he will give his all for the challenge. He also added he will be a number for any of us for merge?? I mean that could be just a ploy or not but the point is I don’t trust him! Heck, I’m not comfortable at all talking to him because he’s so direct and likes to pressure you for information. In any case, I’ll do the bare minimum for this challenge. But as for as all 6 of us are concerned if we don’t win immunity Evan’s going. Hopefully!

so um im trying to work with alex on this puzzle but i cant comprehend anything lol. He is talking complete gibberish to me

this game has cracked so many ppl i cant even explain. first madeleine, than jared, than jj, now evan LOL i cant

THE most stressful thing I've ever done was count to 1000. Like LOW FUCKIN KEY that shit had my insides TURNING. I'm proud I made it happen tho.

The idol wasn't there went I made it across the bridge, sad face. First thought was that it was Alex. It's crazy then to think that its one of the other three in OG Durmitor and I haven't caught wind of it yet. hMMMhmMHmm. But also I think that makes these next couple of tribals kinda interesting because if I want to do any real scheming I gotta be REAL nervous about whom I am talking to.

I don’t get why my conscience is screaming at me rn. Probably because I’m still trying to throw this challenge even tho I feel kinda bad about it >.>

If i dont win this challenge im actually dead lol but its ok!!! People wanted me gone from the beginning and it is no shocker that they would want me gone now. Anywhooo so this challenge is like IMPOSSIBLE so ya like rip me :(. Im trying to be productive but all im hearing is crickets.

okay so julia has BECOME WOKE AND WE ARE BACK ON THE JULIA APPRECIATION TRAIN!!

she is FINALLY, FINALLY onto that Ian/Jason are a dangerous duo, which makes me SOOOOO HAPPY going to merge, because I really didn't want to turn on her eek. The dream of a final five of me, Benj, Julia, Jules and Tom is back ON! its happening, I am fully, fully speaking it into existence.

Tonight, the vote will... presumably be Evan again? He just burned so many bridges in leaking to JJ and fighting everyone? I feel like he will just flip away if we try and work anything, it'll be fully FULLY a mess EEEEK.

in other, other news, I miss Benj! Like I'm at this point really loving working with Jules, Tom and Julia, but Benj I MISS HIM! he was my OG sane ally, and I haven't spoken to him in ages, he flipped on Budva and I'm so proud of him KSADFLASF.

Also, I legitimately left my tribe alone for ONE DAY to submit for ONE CHALLENGE, and we borderline don't submit? Like what is this? This is just mess and I'm so ready to swap out. I was also drunk messaging people and I forwarded a message in the tribe chat yesterday which was dumb, about Julia scalping me if I dont throw and I'm SURE somebody saw it. And I accidentally Cortana messaged too, something about 'its all good' that we didn't submit. THIS IS SUCH A MESS.

So... time to just make sure I didn't make a mess and keep an eye AHH. The summary: Julia is woke, Tom saw my drunk cortana messaging, Jules is a legend as always, Benj I miss him, Ian/Jason I'm coming for you, Alex C./Jones/Mo/Caeleb, see you on the other side, Benj I miss you and MITCH YOU TERRIFY ME. and Evan? I love you but its your time (or its mine, we will see JKLADSFA)

This isn't in reference to game Jason I just wanted to talk ab falsettos

It might be my last round but im hoping this blindside pays off. I know im getting MORE votes tonight (surprise surprise) but im hoping alex and jones pull through. They both came up with the idea so i would be bitter if it didnt work. MY only worry is that i havent spoken to alex about the vote at alll im just using blind trust

[renegadewriter-blog1]

Hey, I’m Back. Sup.

So yesterday i went on about how i was meeting my friend A-1 at his house with A-2 and J, I was telling you about the food and of course, the alcohol... I’m about to get back into that and finish that mhmm amazing ass story, but first i wanna tell you about what happened today.

I woke up with a bright ass light shining in my face today, lemme tell you it was the most annoying shit I've gone through in a while. like, it legit ruined my sleep...

Guess what it was? the fucking sun. yep. fuck that s.ob.

Just kidding, don't fuck him, we all need the sun to live.

I'm not used to the sun shitting on me so early because the window in my room has an angle that doesn't allow the sun to hit my face, but my girlfriends apartment is a different story...

It was so weird honestly. But whatever, let us get back to the story, shall we?

Wait, where did i leave off again? Ahh okay, i remember now.

I was telling you about the number of alcoholic drinks me and my friends were on and it was definitely more than 6 and i was DEFINITELY more than a 7 out of 10--drunkwise.

Trust me, i thought i was totally okay at this point even though my words were being slurred and what not.

By this time the sun was already down and the horizon was no longer able to be seen from the view of the mountains in my friends backyard.

The temperature outside was quite comfortable with it being summer and all, i felt at ease.

I had also just finished my previous drink so i thought it would be an amazing idea to...

Yes, grab myself another beer.

I have no idea how many I've had at this point and what happened next was pretty unexpected...

My friends mom randomly walks in from her bike ride and sees me with a beer in my hand--the look in my eyes screamed “I AM FUCKING WASTED” to her and she kind of just looked at me and laughed.

Relief washed over me in a big way.. i definitely thought she was about to scream at my friend A-1 for having over 3 random dudes over to get drunk with.

I almost offered her to take a shot of Gin with us but i knew if i did she would've probably done it and A-1 would've been pissed(he doesnt like hanging out with his mom--i know, shocker).

After she left i thought it would be funny to start calling up random girls that my friend J used to sleep with and tell them that he's madly in love with em and is dying to get their hand in marriage.

of course i did this without his consent because, well, i was fucking TOSSED, more on this in a bit.

But seriously, mixing wine and beer in one sitting is not chill, it made my stomach hurt and that usually never happens when i drink. Oh well, you live and you learn.

Anyways, the girls i called up couldn't believe it, and frankly, i don't even remmeber wtf i said to them i just know the texts my friend had gotten in the morning from them were the most hilarious texts I've read in a long ass time, ill elaborate more on this later, but first...

i wanna tell you more about our whacky ass night.

After the phone calls i tried rounding up the gang to go on a late night hike, of course they refused. i was the drunkest one there that night and i think they were getting a bit annoyed.

Whatever. i was enjoying myself lol.

My friend A-1 started getting emotional and saying how we were all his best friends and stuff--i mean, i can't blame the guy, I'm fucking badass i wish i knew more dudes like myself. 

True shit, but I'm going to save the ego stroking for a later post.

And to be honest I’m getting kind of bored of telling you this story so I'm gonna go ahead and wrap it up so we can move on out of here so..

                       Bear With Me, I Believe In You.

Fast forward 3 hours and its now 1:30AM, I’m starting to feel sick and tired at the same damn time, it was terrible. i blame the wine and beer mix tbh.

So in my drunken state--which was, a 10 out of 10 by now, by the way. I decided it was time for me to go to bed.

The funny part was that i drove my friend J and i there so essentially he was fucking stranded there lmao.

i get woken up at like 3:23AM to my friends saying “Edwin.. Edwin.. Get up!!”

i opened my eyes in a haze, my contacts drier than a desert and stuck to my eyes like glue. i spilled out the words “what the fuck dude let me sleep”

They were persistent and didn't allow it. Finally they won me over and i got up off my friends couch who i so reluctantly chose to fall asleep in right next to his 70 pound basset hound who, to be honest, doesn't snore at all--surprised the fuck out of me.

Anyways, luckily my friend J was sober by now and was able to drive my car which i was very, very thankful for cause i did NOT want to sleep the entire night there.

The entire 3o-minute drive home was a blur, i remember playing some sick ass tracks and dancing like an idiot to them as my friend kept his eyes on the road but thats about it.

Finally we arrived and i guess this other dude we were friends with was waiting at our house for J. I felt so shitty that i didn't even want to say hi, i said my goodbyes and walked in, my dark empty ac’ed house was so comforting that i almost fell asleep in the kitchen while making a quick late night snack.

I took out my contacts and passed the fuck out on my warm and comfortable bed...

                the next morning was not that chill...

Im usually not the type of guy who gets really bad hangovers cause i tend to hydrate well during the day, but damn...

i was fucked up, couldn't even concentrate on my studies lol.

Lesson learned from this story: DONT DRINK BEER AND WINE IN ONE SITTING.

Learn from my mistakes kids. You'll thank me later.

Anywho, that wraps up this story, it was the first one i tell you, the other shit I'm going to begin to write should be better.. maybe.

Ill talk to you in the next one.

Peace,

-Edwin