#black panther x woc

[saturnville]

40 days n 40 nights.

pairing; shuri udaku x black!fem!reader (kalila)

warning; toxicity. language. emotional manipulation. allusions to smut. descriptions of smut 18+ content.

reference; 40 days n 40 nights — mariah the scientist, vory

overview; in which two exes reunite briefly after ending their toxic relationship.

tags (people who recently interacted with my shuri fics): @neeville @pocketsizedpanther @l-o-v-e-galore @cosmic-parker

Toxicity used to be as foreign concept. At one point, healthy was all she knew. Open, honest, respectful communication and treatment from her partner to herself. It was easily acceptable. It was what she needed to thrive; it was what she required.

Kalila felt like a fool when she lowered the walls that guarded her soft heart. The sweet nothings and gentle kisses that the lips of the Queen shared, altered her brain chemistry in a way she couldn’t explain.

No longer was she headstrong and adamant about what she deserved. She didn’t stand on business. No, she was weak in the knees for the Queen, the Panther, for her. Whatever to keep her majesty satisfied, she was prepared to give it all.

Naivety was her downfall.

What she failed to understand, was that the deep desire to please her at any cause, stripped her of her dignity, honor, and self-respect. Subject to mistreatment as a result, Kalila’s eyes began to open. The rose-colored glasses fell and reality sunk in. Her loyalty was taken advantage of. Her kindness was laughed at. The love she gave was not enough. She was not enough. She came to be nothing but a body to keep the bed warm while the Queen did what a Queen had the pleasure of doing; whatever she wanted.

It took months to build the courage to end the relationship. How easy could it be to remove oneself from the most intense union they’d found themselves in? The one where while the pros were numerous, the cons extended themselves past the acceptable limit.

The worst part was; she didn’t care. She had no interest in fighting to keep her, working to change. Kalila’s world crumbled. Her heart tore in two, her lungs constricted, and her mind fogged. Suddenly, substances were her lover and they fucked her good; to the point where she’d be in an orgasmic haze from the strategic stroking of her brain.

She mentally smacked herself each time she thought or her. The Queen, the Panther, Shuri. The best and worst thing to ever happen to her. Kalila wondered what she was up to. Probably living her life; on a flight to a new country where she’d serenade a woman into being her lover for the night before retreating the following morning, intrigued when the women followed her like a lost child. Kalila knew it all too well—it was once her.

The room spun. Substances and lack of sleep were a deadly combination. Kalila shook her head. 40 days and 40 nights of endless bullshit. All she had to do was let go. Could it be so hard?

Her music paused briefly at the indication of a text.

S. Udaku. Open the door.

Apparently so.

Kalila’s knees were weak as she stood in front of her. Her knees were weak, her heart pounding, and her most intimate parts jolted at the sight of her. She looked much different than she had a year ago. Her curls were much shorter—she’d cut them—now small tendrils on her head. She retired her tracksuit for a black suit with accompanying loafers. Kalila glanced at the wall clock. It was 9:41pm. Where’d she come from?

Shuri stepped into the apartment with an indescribable dominance that shifted the atmosphere. She was taller in stature, so her neck was lowered to glare into the eyes of Kalila. Both sets of brown eyes were deep and rich, but told different stories.

“What are you doing here?” Kalila’s voice was slow. The door closed behind her and and Kalila’s eyes followed Shuri as she stood in the middle of her apartment. Her long arms were crossed just underneath her belt, and her rings shone under the dim lights.

“Why’d you let me in?” Was the Queen’s response.

Because I missed you. Kalila’s eyes told it all before her mouth did. Shuri gave a humored chuckle, but the stoic look on her face didn’t change. Tight-lipped and unamused.

“Why are you here?” Kalila pressed once more. Shuri was now on the couch. Her long fingers flipped through the magazine on the coffee table. Essence. Then, they ghosted over the lit candle aside it. She didn’t flinch when the flame kissed her fingertips. Slowly, she leaned back against the couch, arm thrown over the back.

Shuri shrugged. “Was in the area. Wanted to say hello. Sit.” As if she was trained, Kalila sat beside her. This was what she wanted; to be next to her, in her presence once again. Why act shy now?

“I see you’re doing well. Business flourishing and all.”Kalila’s eyes snapped up. She started a marketing and consulting agency shortly after her college graduation. It was a rocky start, and Shuri had been there to connect her to the best in the business to assist in its development. Little did Kalila know, her efforts never ceased even once they split.

Kalila, however, was confused as to how she knew the way she was flourishing. At least on the outside. Then she had to remember, Shuri had every resource at her fingertips. Hell, she probably had someone keeping tabs on her at one point. She chose not to think about it further.

“Yeah, things are well.” Her answer was short. “Can you just…why are you here, Udaku? We are--there is no us anymore. You made it clear what you wanted five months ago, and it wasn't me. So, why are you here?" Her voice shook as she spoke, but she spoke with intention.

Shuri's chin raised and her eyebrow quipped. "I had a revelation. You didn't deserve what I put you through, and I'm aware of that. So, simply here to take accountability. That's it."

It was Kalila's turn to raise her eyebrow. It seemed too good to be true. Shuri sighed deeply and turned to face Kalila, whose distrust was written on her face.

"Do you trust me?" Shuri asked. Kalila's response was delayed. Did she? To protect her life, sure. But to protect and honor her emotions, her mental wellbeing, her heart? No, no she didn't.

"In some ways, yes. In others, no. And that's not my fault. It's yours/"

Ouch. Shuri nodded once. "Okay. Let me make it up to you." Those words were dangerous. They were the entryway back into the world of Shuri Udaku, and she wondered if she'd be able to take it.

Kalila spent time contemplating, and it did not go unseen by Shuri. So, the Queen asked her, "What are you thinking about?"

"How I don't want to be hurt by you again."

"I love you too much to hurt you again."

"That's what you said last time."

Silence.

"Let me prove it to you, yeah?" Her slender fingers danced across the roundness of Kalila's face. Fingertips grazed her lips until they fell down her neck. She gave it a soft squeeze. Kalila's eyes fluttered and she leaned into Shrui's body. Shuri took it as an opportunity to graze her lips over Kalila's, whose fell slack and a quiet whimper fell from them. Exactly where she wanted her.

Soon, clothes decorated the floor and their songs of pleasure were on repeat. High and low shifts in pitch and octave. Whistle register with voice cracks when it became too much. Sweaty bodies slipped and slid against one another. A glorious event.

"I love you," the Queen whispered breathlessly in Kalila's ear as she brought her to the edge. "I love you, I love you...it's just us. Always."

If only she stayed true to her word. Kalila woke up by herself. Every remainder of Shuri was eradicated. The only trace of her was the scent of her perfume; strong and dominant, just like her.

Her phone buzzed against the coffee table.

S. Udaku. I'll see you soon.

She knew what that meant. She'd return when she felt like it. That could be days or weeks. Kalila's eyes welled with tears. Another 40 days and 40 nights were wasted, just to start the process all over again.

[killmongerskeepermain]

Prompt Request: Hiii Can you maybe write a Shuri x fem!reader smut with prompts 3, 5 and 6? Where Shuri was busy in the lab for some time so they didn’t have sex for a while and Shuri just comes to her and fucks her brains out in the middle of the day because she was finally done with whatever she was doing. And omfg if you can write vibranium strap!Shuri it would be amazing Thank you <3

Smut #3: “I want you now”

Smut #5: “You can get louder can’t you”

Smut #6: “Don’t cum yet”

To say you were pinning for the princess was an understatement. You have been busy with meetings and conferences. She's been in the lab for the past 2 weeks with her head buried in her work. You wished she was buried between your thighs instead. You've used your own fingers but it's not the same. You squeezed your legs together before letting a sigh leave your lips. Maybe a shower would take it down a notch. You got up and grabbed your things before walking to the bathroom. You draped your towel over your neck as you turned in the water, feeling for the right temperature. 

Back in the lab the princess was feeling every bit of sexual tension within her. She has to finish this sequence or else Okoye's new suit won't be complete. She'd be lying if she said she didn't miss you. The both of you have been too busy to be with each other. Shuri in her lab and you with the Wakanda outreach program. When she saw you this morning it took everything in her being not to take you right then and there. She found herself thinking about the way you would whimper when she buried her fingers deep inside you. How easily you take her. She ran a hand over her face and grabbed a random chain from the sequence and placed it towards the bottom. She had to clear her thoughts of you before the wet spot in her boy shorts got bigger. Her eyes widened when she saw the link change from white to green and she clapped her hands. "Finally! Grio print it!" She said walking out of the lab. 

You climbed out of the shower with the towel wrapped around you with a frown. You tried to ease the throbbing sensation between your legs but it's still there even though you came. You made your way to the dresser before the door to your bedroom opened. You jumped at the intrusion ready to tell off whoever it was until you turned to see Shuri.

"Princess? Is there something wrong?" She stares at you and takes a couple of long strides before her lips find yours. You were taken by surprise but didn't question her when her hands cupped your cheeks. The kiss was everything but slow. Heated. Passionate. Impatient. Her tongue pushed against your lip and you sighed to allow her access. Your hands left your towel, letting the fabric fall to the floor. She pulled away to look you over before taking her bottom lip between her teeth. 

"I want you now." Her lips wasted no time latching onto your neck as you fisted the dress she wore. She nudged you backwards until your back hit the bed. Her lips never left yours as she sat up on her knees lifting your leg over her hip. Her hand slipped between the two of you, sliding over your folds with ease due to your arousal. You bucked into her hand as she circled your clit with a slow pace. It didn't take long for her to slip two fingers inside you. You let your head fall onto the pillow as she rubbed against your walls. It felt like it's been too long since you were under her like this. Your stomach tightened in knots and you wiggled your hips, signaling you were close to your release. 

"Don't cum yet." Not being able to hold back the whine when she chuckled as she pulled her wet fingers out of you. She brought her hand up your face and you opened your mouth to suck on her digits. "Fuck me." She reached for the dresser and you licked your lips in anticipation as you knew what was coming. She slid the strap you two would use but this one looks different. It's bigger. She must have noticed your face expression as she let out a laugh. 

"It's a new one I cooked up in the lab. I feel whatever it feels. You'll be fine I promise. Now turn around and bend over." She commanded and you pushed your chest into the mattress while putting your hands behind your back. Her hands ran over the curve of your ass as she glided the tip over your folds. She buried inside you and you let out a groan into the pillow. 

"Fuck. So tight for me." She moaned out as she slowly started thrusting her hips. The blasted thing was amazing. She could feel the way you clenched down on the strap while she fucked you. Her hand came down to grab hold of your wrists while you moaned into the pillow. "Come on you can get louder can't you." She pushed further into you and you lost yourselves in the pleasure as she sped up her pace. Chasing the release you both so craved. Her head fell back and you felt the coil inside you snap. The feeling of you releasing on the strap sent her over the edge and she stilled behind you. She slowly pulled out of you letting your juices trickle down your thighs. She rubbed her finger over your thigh, catching some of it before putting her digit in her mouth. 

"Delicious. Just as I remember." She grinned as she slowly turned you over. "Care to give me one more?"

[11vr1]

Morning ⭒ Shuri Udaku

Synopsis › A brief look into a rare morning waking up with Queen Shuri. 

Pairing › Shuri x Singer! Fem Reader

Inspo › “Morning” - Teyana Taylor, Kehlani

Includes › Fluff, non-sexual nudity, non-sexual intimacy, they in love in love, tiny bit of insecurity, Shuri not taking care of herself, touch, skin to skin, they have good hygiene, reader is lazy, singer!reader

P.S. ›  I know the song is absolutely filthy and this is not but I’ve never written smut. Even this was a stretch for me. 

P.S.S. › This is the first fic I've ever posted. Pls, be nice to ya girl. She’s sensitive but loves any kind of feedback. Let me know how you feel about these two. They might become a little series.

You felt a warm pair of lips press tenderly against your skin, traveling along your arm, inching towards your sleeping face. The sun streamed in through the floor to ceiling windows, flooding the queen’s quarters with the white gold of its light. Shuri was always up and ready to greet the day before you. “Morning has arrived, sthandwa wami,” the raspy voice of your lover roused you from your rest. My love. 

“Tell it to go away,” you mumbled, shuffling underneath the satin sheets, finding warmth in her embrace. There was no place you’d rather be than in her arms. Behind closed doors, Shuri was yours and yours alone. Her title didn’t follow her here. During moments like this, she was simply a woman trying to wake her girlfriend. 

Shuri grazed the tips of her fingers across the flesh of your thigh. Her touch left a trail of fire in its wake. She slipped under the band of your lace panties, quickly pulling and letting it snap. The smirk spread was sly as you jerked slightly. “It's past time we got up. Besides, my arm is going numb.” 

“Ow! Fine. Fine. I'm awake.” Finally, you relinquished her arm from your capture, sighing long and deep at the loss of your pillow. The queen chuckled as she untangled the rest of your limbs with no help from your limp body.

“Griot?” Shuri spoke to the empty air. 

“Good morning, your majesty.”

The covers fell from her body, displaying the sculpted bronze planes of her bare back. You sat up to admire the view. All those years of agonizing pining were worth it, you thought. “What's on the schedule today?” 

The disembodied AI listed both yours and the queen’s agenda. You planned a relaxing, stress free day in the studio for yourself. The queen on the other hand was expected by the elders. 

It took everything in you to leave the comfort of Shuri’s enormous sized bed and make the cold trek to the bathroom. You turned on the shower, periodically checking its temp then stripped the little clothing you had on. “Are you going to join me?” you asked, leaning back to peer through the open door to see her staring at her kimoyo beads. “I thought I was the slow one.” The water from the rain drip head cascaded down the length of your body, effectively chasing away the rest of your drowsiness. 

Two tattooed arms draped around your shoulders. “I am here.” The stealth of the Panther often took you by surprise. The feeling of Shuri’s touch against yours was indescribable. Nothing could compare. You’d hardly noticed the soft beat of your shared playlist began to play. 

She took it upon herself to lather shea body wash across your skin, talking sweet nothings in your ear while christening you with chaste kisses along the way. “Do you have time for lunch today?” you leaned back to gaze into the depths of her onyx eyes, your own hopeful.

“I will make time.” 

“Griot, don’t let her forget.” 

“I won't, miss.” 

“You don’t trust me?” she teased, tilting your head further back, leaving suds across your cheek. 

You turned around to face her, eyebrow raised. “Hhayi.” No. Your response was straight forward, yet remained light hearted. She was working herself ragged these days, barely taking time to rest. More than once you found her in the lab, lids heavy, back hunched uncomfortably over her work station. “I know you too well to leave you be. You stand me up, I'm coming to snatch your ass.” The running water did nothing to drown out your shared laughter. She knew you meant it. 

You grabbed Shuri’s soap and washed her in return down the valley of her breasts to the toned abs of her torso. Each stroke carried your love. “I'm serious, though. Take a break sometime today,” you added. Caring for her was an honor. Bast knew she wouldn’t if it were solely up to her. 

The Panther ceased your motions by grasping your hand in her own. “I promise.” She closed the already small distance between you, brushing the tip of your nose, “I appreciate your concern for me. I don't deserve—” 

You promptly shushed her with your own lips. Her taste was irresistible, uniquely Shuri’s. No one in Wakanda could get away with interrupting the queen except you. “None of that. You deserve plenty.” 

Her arms snaked around your waist, feeling your natural contours, finding a place within the slope of your neck. Heady breaths stuck to the droplets dancing on your skin. She stilled to cherish this moment, already beginning to dread having to part. “I'm just blessed to have you.” 

“And I you.” You gave her one last peck on the cheek before turning the shower off. “You’re ntomb’am. While you’re going out there to save the world or whatever, I’ll be here for you.” My girl. 

“The legendary Black Panther’s protector,” she laughed, guiding you out of the stand-in. “It has a nice ring to it. My enemies will fear you.” She might’ve thought it was funny, but you couldn’t find the humor. Shuri was your intombi, your girl. What you wouldn’t give for the promise of more sunshine-flavored mornings like these.

[undercover-introvert]

Me thinking about how good Tish about to look when she put on that boxer weight

[prettykittycastle]

More

Summary: The reader needs one more from Shuri.

(The reader uses she/her pronouns. The ethnicity/race is preferably black.)

(Content Warning: pussy eating, fingering, multiple orgasms, squirting)

Translations:

Sweetheart - Isithandwa

Baby - Sthandwa

"Princess, Queen Ramonda and General Okoye are on their way to see your new inventions," Griot's voice continued to warn Shuri, the AI's voice loud and clear in the lab, but sadly this warning, like the ones before, remained unheard.

Besides Griot's voice, the sound of Shuri's moans of pleasure could be heard clearly. She tried to keep her voice down just in case someone was close to the top of the stairs leading into her lab, but the feel of your tongue running up and down her folds, slurping up her juices was too much for her. Leaning back against one of the desks, she tried to keep herself upright as she could feel another orgasm was coming up.

You knew you were running a very high risk of getting caught, but you didn't care. For the past few weeks, cutting close to a month, Shuri had been practically isolating herself in her lab, working on multiple projects. The most you two had done to each other lately was give a quick kiss on the lips or cheek in passing. Nothing else. You knew that Shuri would be planning on presenting one of her projects today and you knew how nervous she usually got before presenting, so you thought this would be a good opportunity to finally have at least a quickie, and you thought a good, quick orgasm could loosen her up a bit.

"(Y/N)," she whimpered, her voice giving out halfway through your name as her legs began to tremble. "(Y/N), we must-"

"Nooo," you whined, pulling away from her pussy to look up at her, your mouth covered in her slick and some of it running down your chin. Holding onto her thighs, you could feel how much they were trembling and knew that she was gonna cum anytime soon. "I want more."

In your defense, you did not think that you would end up getting pussy drunk off her and ended up being on your knees, making her cum back to back. But that was technically her fault for not touching you for nearly a month.

"Isithandwa, my mother will-" Shuri stopped, her eyes moving down to see you ignoring her and returning to her pussy, your tongue flicking at her clit fast, desperate for her cum. "Oh, Bast, yes," she moaned, her grip on the desk tightening.

"Princess, they are not that far," the AI continued to warn her.

"I heard you, Griot," she responded, her voice trembling in pleasure.

Letting go of one of her legs, you gently pushed a finger inside of her, her cum from the previous orgasms making it easy. You pushed your finger in, all the way to the knuckle, and couldn't help but moan at the way she squeezed her walls around you.

"So tight," you muttered, loving the way her juices began to run down your hand.

"Oh," she moaned, letting go of the desk and bringing her hand to the back of your head, pushing you back to her center. "Suck me, sthandwa," she demanded, her gorgeous face held a look of pleasure.

Without another word, you leaned forward and closed your lips around her already swollen and sensitive clit, sucking it into your mouth, your eyes rolling to the back of your head at how good she tasted on your tongue.

"Oh Bast," you heard her moan, her legs trembling harder, almost shaking.

You moaned against her clit, still sucking it, and pushed a second finger into her, her walls quickly welcoming it.

"Fuck," she cursed, her hips beginning to thrust forward against your mouth.

"Cum for me again," you demanded, not taking your mouth off of her and curled both of your fingers inside her.

"(Y/N)," she whimpered out, her head falling back as she finally came. She let out a moan so loud and hot that it echoed through the empty lab, and for a second you worried that she might have been too loud. You could feel her walls tightening even more around your fingers, refusing to let them go. You let out a gasp as she began creaming on your fingers, covering them in soft, sticky, whiteness. Separating from her, the moan that left your mouth at the sight of it was not of your control and the only thought that went through your mind was the word, More.

"Pleeease," you begged her, not giving her a chance to register what you were begging for, and started back thrusting your fingers in her, only this time faster.

"Ah, shit," She cursed, her legs trembling even more, her whole body still sensitive from her previous orgasms.

"Princess-"

"Griot, close off my lab," Shuri demanded the AI, her head still back and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. "(Y/N)-"

"Give it to me," you urged her, plunging your fingers faster and faster into her, smearing more of her cream onto your fingers. "Cum for again. Last one, I promise."

"Oh, I-I'm gonna-" she began stuttering, the hand that was on the back of your head began trying to push you away, but you wouldn't allow it.

Swatting it away, you leaned back in and sucked her clit back into your mouth, moaning around it. Changing the position of your hand, you fucked your fingers deeper and harder into her, hitting her in the spot that you knew would drive her over the edge.

"Oh, fuck," she moaned, and suddenly you felt liquid flooding your fingers. You quickly took them out, but kept your mouth on her clit, sucking her, and letting her splash your face freely. "(Y/N)! Oh Bast!" She screamed, her whole body jerking, her juices still splashing you and now leaking onto the lab floor.

That's my girl, you thought, pulling away from her clit and looking up at her. Her head was thrown all the back, eyes closed, and she was breathing heavily, but even after tasting her cum and her squirt, the absolute look of bliss on her face made you want to put your face back in her pussy. Despite you promising that that was the last orgasm for her, you most definitely would have went back to eating her if it wasn't for the fact that you knew Okoye and Queen Ramonda was waiting on her.

Placing a hand on one of her trembling legs, you quickly grabbed her attention and made her look down to see your wide eyes looking up at her with her juices dripping from your face.

"Sthandwa," she sighed, her whole body loose and tired, and still slightly jerking.

"Thanks, baby," you said, getting up off your knees and standing up, both of them sore from kneeling for so long. "I really wanted to taste you." You placed a soft kiss on her lips which quickly turned more sexual as she reciprocated and even pulled you close to her body, her hand returning back to the back of your head.

"Mm-Shuri," you tried to speak against her lips, but before you could get another word out, she had already entered her tongue in your mouth, tangling it with yours.

"Shur-" you tried to pull away and speak again, but she quickly pulled you back to her.

Still kissing, you placed your hand on her shoulder and tried to separate from her lips, the action bringing a hum of disapproval from her.

"Shuri, your mom," you reminded her, your lips now swollen and covered still in her juices.

"Oh, right," she nodded, her whole face still holding a look of bliss. "Griot!"

"Yes, princess?"

"Please send my mother a message informing her that I'll introduce my invention tomorrow."

"Yes, princess."

"Come here," she told you, pulling you back to her lips. You weren't expecting this but you weren't complaining, glad to have more of her.

[imagineandwrite]

Meetings and Things (Headcanon)

Have this while I write the other chapters of Obsession vs. Love

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

Warnings: "Dominant" Reader (In a nonsexual way, there no smut), Riri is emotionally slow but give her a moment, mentions Ramonda's death (it literally just speeds past it), Reader is taller than Shuri, and Shuri has no decorum. Kinda hints that Reader is a player. Shuri is a loser and you cannot convince me otherwise. If you saw that scene of Okoye deciding to leave, no you didn't! She's in this and she is kinda like Shuri's personal warrior bodyguard thingy. Speaking of Okoye, she's a grumpy goofball. Reader is grumpy but is soft-spoken around Shuri

A/N: Initially, I was gonna do Domestic Headcanons, but then I got another idea... so... I made this. THIS IS NOT IN THE SAME UNIVERSE AS Obsession vs Love.

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

Meeting

Let's say Reader is Riri's roommate, and when Shuri sees you, she stares, hard. I mean she's looking you up and down, watching the way you turn to look at her when Riri mentions her presence.

And she's like- are they roommates or are they dating?

Riri doesn't notice the eye-fucking going on between you two. Too busy panicking about the Princess of Wakanda showing up after she built a Vibranium Detector

You can decide if Reader helped make the vibranium detector, or not. Either way, Reader didn't go with her because

"Somebody's gotta hold it down over here. You go cook some fish, don't bring me a plate."

When you see on the news about Ramonda's death, you get this tingly feeling that something ain't right. And then after a few days, Riri comes back and tells you what happened.

"Shuri said she'll come visit after she handle something. I think she likes you." Jeez, Riri I wonder what gave it away...

Someone (I think it was @inmyheadimobsessed) said that Shuri is a loser and can't pull shit. I feel she might flirt, but once you flirt back, she loses it.

When she finally visits, she has a whole plan for how she'll talk to you. Riri invites her in and tells her you're in the shower. Right after she says that you come out in a towel and her mind goes blank

"Oh-" You pause, halfway out of the bathroom, as you stare back at Shuri. She's trying so hard not to let her eyes wander, but it's getting harder by the second. "Ya girl finally decided to visit," Riri chuckles, patting Shuri's arm as she walks to her desk. It breaks the two of you from your staring contest, and you grab your clothes to change in the bathroom.

Did I mention how oblivious Riri is? Like you and Shuri could be | | this close to shoving your tongues down each other's throats, and she just burst in talking bout "Y'all want something to eat?"

I'M TRYNA EAT HER CAT! NOW LEAVE YOU THREE FEET LITTLE FUCKER!

Before Dating

Shuri can't look you in the eye to save her life. You're right there and her eyes are here. FAR AWAY FROM there

But I feel like her love language is touch, so she's constantly finding a way to touch you. So when you realize that, you start responding to the looks and touches

Your hand on the small of her back when walking, wrapping your arm around her shoulders or waist, when she sits next to you. Or holding hands while walking down the street.

Don't get me started on booths. You'll stick her on the inside and you on the outside. She'll slightly lean into you while Riri and MJ feel like they're third and fourth wheeling

DO NOT LET THERE BE NO MORE SEATS!

Cause Shuri is getting pulled into your lap, and you're leaning her back to lay across your chest with her head laying on your shoulder

It's the little things that she noticed you do for her and not others (others being your flings)

Like opening doors for her, ordering for her, fixing her outfit or hair, playing with her fingers

She's trying so hard not to look into it too much. What if you do this to other girls when she's in Wakanda? But then you give her those eyes, and she's turned to mush

Obviously, the dorms aren't that big, so Shuri can't spend the night without one of you sleeping on the floor

Riri kicks, and you and Shuri are too odd to ask if the other wants to sleep in the bed together

After some visits, Shuri offers to get y'all an apartment thingy and obviously you say no cause you're used to you doing the spoiling

"No, cause I can't afford to pay you back."

"No, Sthandwa Sami, I want to do this. You don't have to pay me back."

She ends up winning that argument when she gives you the pouty look.

I feel like that's when it really starts clicking for Riri and MJ is just like "You're just now realizing they like each other?"

Now you and Riri have your own apartment and sometimes if you're up early you can see the sunrise from your window

She calls you Sthandwa Sami, and after a while, you stopped asking her what it means and just asked Okoye. But she was no help.

"Where did you hear it from?" "Does that matter? Tell me what it means." "No, I assume Shuri called you that and I'm not going to ruin that."

So now you know it's gotta be a term of endearment cause if it was an insult then Okoye would've been laughing

Back to the apartment thing!

OBVIOUSLY! Shuri has a key so she can get in, and you are honestly questioning your decision on giving her one

A body flops on top of you, and it takes every ounce of strength to not groan from the elbow digging into your chest. There's a warm breath on your ear before a whisper, "Wake up, Sthandwa sami. The sunrise is pretty and I want you to see it." "You know what else is pretty?" You ask, voice cracking and slightly deeper with "Sleep."

You're both grumpy but everyone says you're grumpier.

Riri walks out of her room and sees you sitting at the island counter (more like slouching) and Shuri is going back and forth between cooking and checking on you

One time. ONE TIME! You called her "Pretty baby" and she flinched before covering her face. Cheesing so hard you knew her cheeks were hurting

You've come to the conclusion that Shuri needs attention. Like... If you don't look at me, I'm gonna sit on you so the only thing you can see is my face type need attention

You show another girl attention? She's squeezing between the two of you and smiling at you.

Shuri likes to take pictures of the two of you, mainly you but if it's both of you then she doesn't mind

Her home screen is a picture of you frosting a cake y'all made for her birthday

That's another thing! She loves cooking for you and really loves cooking with you

If you aren't cooking with her then you're wearing a "Chef's Offical Taster" apron and she'll come over with a spoon or fork of what she's cooking

"Good?" She asked, watching you chew and lick your lips in thought. After a moment, you sigh as you lean forward to kiss her hand in praise. "Can I get some more?" "Wait till the next taste test or until it's done," She said, softly smacking your hand away from the pan.

If you're accident-prone, like me, she's definitely constantly thinking of ways to prevent you from hurting yourself.

One time you almost fell on her but you caught yourself by slamming your hands on the wall next to her head. (hehehehehe) She was checking to make sure you're okay and then she looked up and your face was right there

She's convinced that was the biggest gay panic she ever had

Anyway!

She got a phone just so she could get your number (She also has Riri's, MJ's, and other friends' numbers)

But she mainly got it for you and now she'll randomly blow your phone up

Or, she's texting you random encouraging things

She'll offer to do your school work for you. Of course, she'll write the answers and stuff on a separate sheet of paper and have you copy it in your own words

You washed and twisted her hair and now she only lets you do her hair

I agree with @inmyheadimobsessed that Shuri is tender-headed as hell

I also agree that Shuri is funny as hell

DO NOT TAKE HER TO A SERIOUS EVENT

Say no to funerals, they can be buried without the Queen of Wakanda there. IN FACT! I'm sure they'll be fine without you there as well

Shuri is the prime example of "Fix your face"

If she's not giving someone the stank face, she's scrunching up to hide a laugh

For some fucking reason I can't get the idea of Shuri randomly running at you to see if you'll catch her

"Y/N!" "NO!" You shout, dropping your bag and holding your arms out to catch Shuri. She chuckled as you adjusted her in your arms so she clung koala-style to your front. "Why do you insist on pouncing at me?" You grumbled as you bent to grab your bag.

She's a menace and I don't just mean in a sexual way

She'll find something to pick on you for and then gets bent-out-of-shape when you clapback.

thing is YOU'RE NOT EVEN BEING MEAN you're just responding kindly

"How's the weather up there?" - Shuri grinning at you "Fine, it's not polluted with y'all musty armpits." - You shrugging your shoulders while playing a game

"Hi, Sasquatch!" - Shuri grinned, waving at you from her place on your couch. You chuckled softly as you tossed your bag on the floor in front of her, "Hi, Mr. Electric." "Who is that?" "Let's watch Sharkboy and Lavagirl." You said, chuckling at her disgruntled look.

Honestly, you aren't any better

Randomly coming up to her to stick your fingers on her forehead and sighing when all four of them fit with a little space left

Y'all ain't even dating yet and y'all act like a married couple

Funeral Bonus:

"Shuri when we get in here don't say or do shit. Just stand or sit there."

It was a simple order. Did she listen? No. Did she try? Yes, but when that one woman fell to the floor screaming, "WHY'D YOU LEAVE ME BABY?!"

And she knew that NO ONE there liked her, not even the dead person in the casket. She couldn't stop herself from simply stating the truth.

"You smell like moldy onions, and your baby daddy is your mother's husband."

Silence. Absolute silence and Shuri closed her eyes as her face scrunched up. Until the silence is broken by a snort. A heavy belly laugh echoed through the church, as your grandmother leaned into your mother. "SHE SAY- SHE- Wait a minute!"

"Baby daddy is her momma's husband?"

"This nigga said moldy onions."

Dating Headcanon

First time writing a headcanon, how'd I do?

Taglist: @rxcently, @kgao, @6-noir, @youralphawolf72, @naomis-daydream, @lppriceisright, @ddb667, @shuriislut, @ziayamikaelson, @sakurayuki8655-blog, @nooshytushie, @leekeeboo, @oracle-code, @k3nn3dyxo, @niyah1101, @aiden-presscott

[ventingfanfics]

The Wrong Paper (Part 4)

AN: This just keeps going on and on! Thank you for the love xx.

Part 3 Part 2 Part 1

Shuri let you play whatever music you wanted as she drove into the city. She would even sing along to some of the songs. This side of her was rare. She seemed calm and positive. The Shuri you’d come to know had seemed frustrated, overwhelmed, and paranoid. Not to mention her hallucination episode. Panty-gate was real. It wouldn’t be farfetched to say you were driving her crazy. There was also her marriage.  

All of that motivated you to kind of back off. You’d be lying though if you’d said you hadn’t missed her too. Her kisses had made you feel like you were suspended in the air. And her touch was cosmic. Also, she was a passionate lecturer. She cared about her students and lit up when they took an interest in the lessons. 

The newness of the museum made it exciting. Everything looked shiny, polished, and put-together. The service was also on point. You and Shuri took photos of art that stood out to you. Shuri encouraged you to pose in some of the shots, too, and you returned the favor. 

By the time you left, it was raining outside. Shuri purchased an umbrella off the street and held it over your heads as you both hurried to a nearby restaurant. 

“Get whatever you want,” Shuri said, looking at her own menu. 

“Don’t say that, I’ll order half the menu.” 

At that, Shuri looked up at you with a smile. “So you’re a woman with an appetite.”

You matched her expression. “Only for good food.” This resulted into the topic of your favorite and least favorite foods. 

“She’ll have half the menu,” Shuri told the waiter. 

Your mouth opened in shock. “Very funny.”

“You weren’t serious?” 

“No!” 

You gave the waiter who looked entertained your order. When the waiter left having took both of your orders, you addressed Shuri with a shit-eating smile. “What was that?”

She smirked. “It’s not a problem if you wanted half the menu, Y/N.”

“Why’d you have to put me on the spot like that?”

She just laughed.

“This menu is pages long…” You added. 

“I see it.”

Three hours later you were yawning, to which Shuri said, “let’s get you home.” The long day and itis kicked in. She reclined the passenger’s chair so you could rest more comfortably. 

“Wake up, pretty.” Shuri lightly shook you. It was only when she squeezed your nose that you budged. This earned her a protest and glare. Groaning, you stretched and got out of the car. Shuri followed you to your door. “Did you have fun?”

You hummed in the affirmative, unlocking your door. “Thank you, Shuri. Did you?”

She smiled. “Definitely. I’m glad you came.”

“Don’t let wifey hear you say that.”

“You had to kill the vibe.”

You shrugged and looked at her with an “it is what it is” expression. Her mood turned sullen but that didn’t stop her from hugging you. “Good night, entle.” Her embrace was long and comforting. When it ceased, she looked at you deeply. It was like she wanted to say something or do something more. It was sexy, no doubt, but you knew she wouldn’t dare. 

“Go to your car, girl,” You said, playfully pushing her. 

When you went inside, you hopped in the shower, trying to work off the arousal you just experienced. Shuri had these moments where you sensed she wanted to be bold. Those eyes suggested that she wanted to take you. You were positive that if she hadn’t had a wife she would have tried to come inside your home and fuck you expeditiously. 

You didn’t understand her limitations of kissing on you, letting you know that you were affecting her, and now taking you out. She might as well go all the way and get it out of her system. 

Will you wait for me? 

Why did that turn you on? 

~~

You observed that Shuri got her bounce back in the classroom. She was in a good mood during the lesson, which you couldn’t deny was nice to see. She wore this suit that fit her nicely, like it was custom-made—most likely that was the case. She looked so elegant and pretty yet had some masculine tendencies, like how she unabashedly sat with her legs open. 

You noticed quite a few of the girls and women in the class watching her like a hawk. One day you would have to ask Shuri what it was like to stand in front of people every day who had hungry eyes when they looked at you. 

“Okay, now for some exciting news,” the Wakandan professor said. “We will be launching Design clubs, which means you’ll have extra time to work on projects with each other or anyone in your network. I have sign-up sheets for your area of interest…” She went over the details and then arranged it so one row at a time could come up and sign their name.

It all sounded interesting and you knew this would boost your resume and portfolio. When it was your turn, you noticed Shuri smile at you before returning her attention to a student who she was conversing with. 

“Miss Y/L/N,” she called as you proceeded up the aisle to return to your seat. You turned around to look at her inquisitively. She motioned for you to come over to her. “You only put down for one day?” You just looked at her and she continued. “I was hoping you’d be one of the ambassadors.”

“Down the line,” You said honestly. 

She frowned. “This is a big opportunity, Y/N.” 

“I know. Can I ease into it first?”

She looked at you searchingly and nodded. “Of course. I already know you’re going to do amazing.” 

For the rest of the period, Shuri allowed you all to begin to exchange ideas and plans for the clubs. 

Scotty was right there waiting for you patiently as you packed your things. Since you’d been conversing with one of your classmates, you’d gotten a little held up. You started speeding up your ministrations. 

“Take your time, love, ” Scotty said to you. 

You smiled at her and she smiled back. The two of you cutely averted your eyes. Your gaze landed on a brooding Shuri. You furrowed your eyebrows as if silently asking her what’s wrong.

“You okay, professor?” You spoke up.

Scotty followed your gaze, turning her head. You raised your eyebrows with a shit-eating smile when Shuri ignored you. 

“Come on, Scotty, let’s go,” You said a touch louder than necessary. “The pettiness is real.” You heard Scotty let out this surprised little giggle as she walked with you out of the classroom. “Am I lying?”

“No, you’re not lying. That was petty,” Scotty agreed. “I know she heard you.”

“It’s okay, though.” 

“She probably did that ‘cause I was there. I don’t think she likes me much.”

You looked at Scotty, a little taken aback, but not showing it. “Really?” She looked back at you, nodding. “What makes you say that?” 

Scotty chuckled. “Just a hunch.”

You stopped walking and she did the same. You eyed her closely. “She hasn’t said anything to you, has she?”

She shook her head no. “Just mean-mugged me in the cafe.” 

“Wow. For no reason?”

“For no reason. I don’t even know her.”

“I’m sorry, Scotty. You don’t deserve that.”

“No, it’s okay. I don’t care.” She laughed some, spreading out the pockets on either side of her jacket with her hands. 

“You let me know if she says something to you or gives you another look, okay? I mean it, Scotty.”

She gave you her word and the two of you continued on your path. You stopped for lunch and then went to her house where she cared for her mother. After she tended to her mother, who was a kind woman, she joined you in her own room, where you both laid on your backs on her bed, listening to Kendrick Lamar in your ear buds. 

The music was interrupted when your phone notified you that you were receiving an incoming call. “Shit,” you hissed, seeing Shuri’s name pop on the screen. You ended the call and looked at Scotty who was relaxed and staring at you. 

“Everything okay?” She asked. 

“Uh-huh!” You chirped and your phone started ringing and vibrating again.

“You can answer it, it’s okay,” Scotty assured you. 

You nodded. “Let me just see what she wants. Can you put a movie on?”

She agreed and was about to ask which movie you wanted to see but stopped when you answered your phone. 

“What were you going to say?” You asked your companion, putting your phone down. When she somewhat shyly stated her question, you smiled and told her to surprise you. You put your phone to your ear. “Hello?”

“Y/N, how are you?” Shuri said.

“Good, you?” You said dryly.

“Fine. I’m sorry I didn’t answer your question earlier when you were trying to see if I was okay. That was rude of me.”

“It was.”

“Do you forgive me?”

You hadn’t expected that part. 

“I don’t know. What’s with you giving innocent people dirty looks?”

“…Huh? What are you talking about, Y/N?”

Scotty who’d been scanning content on Hulu looked at you with her mouth ajar. You winked at her. 

“My friend Scotty. You’ve been giving her stank looks?” 

“Y/N, it’s okay…” Scotty said, trying to stop you. You shook your head. 

The other end of the line was quiet for what felt like a while.

“Hello?” You pressed. 

“I didn’t mean anything by it,” Shuri finally said. “Since you brought her up, let me ask you this.” She paused. “Is she the reason you don’t want to take advantage of the Design club?”

You twisted your face. “What do you mean?”

“I am asking if you’d rather lallygag with her every day instead of do something productive towards your future.”

Scotty suddenly looked protective, watching your reaction. You were baffled to say the least. “What’d she say?”

You smiled at her and told her you’d be back. She got up to follow you. “No, please, stay there. It’ll only take a minute.” She huffed but complied, calling out a “wait!” and giving you her jacket in case you got cold outside.

“Y/N?” Shuri called as you hadn’t said anything.

“I’m here. Where do you get off saying that to me? Have you lost your mind?”

“It’s a simple question, entle.”

“No, it’s not! You were taking shots, implying that I don’t care about my future—which couldn’t be more false—and then accusing my friend of being a bad influence!”

The line was still quiet, though you didn’t mind continuing anyway. “For why, though? You don’t know what we do, how we spend our time when we’re together and newsflash, your little club is not my only option. Stop being petty and jealous, it’s not a good look on you, and leave Scotty out of it. She doesn’t bother anyone.”

Shuri spoke after another pause, unsure if you were done sticking it to her. “I’m sorry I care about you and your choices, sthandwa.”

“Well, you need a better way to show it! Knowing you, you probably created this club as a way to…you know what? Never mind. It ain’t even worth it.” 

“No, continue. Say what you were going to say, pretty.”

It was annoying how calm she was being and using all these pet names. “No, just forget it. I said what I had to say. Leave Scotty out of it.”

“You keep talking about Scotty, but I want to talk about you…what were you going to say?”

Knowing she wasn’t going to let it go, you exhaled. “Knowing you, you just want me to be in this club so it can cut my time with her.”

“Mmm.” You tried to ignore how sultry that sounded. “So in other words, so I can have you all to myself.”

“Yes,” you grumbled.

“Well, it’s not just you in this club,” she sounded amused. “However, yes, I do like that it would give us more time together. Any Y/N time is good.”

“I’m not doing this with you.”

“Call me when you’re ready, so I can make it up to you.”

“Whatever, Shuri.” 

When you returned to Scotty’s room, her eyes glued to you. 

“Hey,” you said, offering a light smile. 

“Hey,” she repeated.

“I’m sorry about that. I had to set her straight.” You sat next to her and she looked engrossed in thoughts. “You alright, love?”

She nodded lightly.

“I can tell you have something on your mind. Say it.”

She pressed her lips together inwardly before looking at you. “Are you seeing Professor Shuri?” 

Part 5

[cafehyunji]

Moonlight

Description: You both have wants, needs and desires. But what will it take for you both to take on these emotions? (Semi proofread..?)

Content: dom!reader, Sub!shuri, fluff, smut, oral (shuri receiving), small amount of angst,

Translations: Sthandwa sami - My Love, Kumkanikazi - Queen, Intoni Ingxakhi - What's Wrong?, Sthandwa - Baby

A/N: Hey y'all! sorry about how long it took me to post this story, with dealing with family stuff, school work, and editing. I didn't have time to continue working on it, but now that I'm now kinda in a better place. here is the finished product!

Playlist: Spotify Apple Music Musi

When you see the symbol (*) play the third song on the playlist…

The wakandan city view in the moonlight always captivates you, the moon, and its light, shining brightly among everything in its path, showcasing the beauty of the semi-known country. Being the queen's lover, you have the pleasure of seeing a well-rumored beauty instead of hearing about it, seeing the aura that the city thrives from the love and joy of the people. 

You hear the door open and take notice of the time, noting that your partner has returned late once again. "hello my love" whispering from the dark and quiet atmosphere, still viewing the people passing by below you. "you’re late, again." Still staring at the faint, but the alive nightlife of the city below you. "I know, and I’m sorry." Coming over to the balcony where you’re slouched over the railing, you straighten yourself up and turn around to look at her.

"This is the fourth time Shuri." You gave her a look of disappointment and disapproval. “I know and I’m sorry,” Putting her hands on your waist, pecking you on the lips. “Let me make it up to you hm?” Moving to the neck. “Shuri, this isn’t how this works” Stopping her and walking back into the room adapting to the now comforting heat that your body missed while standing out in the brisk air. Most of the time when Shuri came back late, and tried to “make it up to you” it would end up in Shuri, making love to you, but you were tired of that. You wanted to be in control and you wanted to see her beg for you. You wanted her to mean what she said, and so. You did. 

••• 

After winding down and changing, you and Shuri haven’t spoken one word to each other. Only taking glances when either of you is not looking, you both gather into bed with Shuri trying to sleep, and you try to read away the situation at hand. While you read Shuri rolls over, and stares at you, “intoni ingxakni?” still looking at the book. “Nothing” Staring at you with now eyes filled with lust. “lies, what is it'' Finally flipping to a new page, “nothing, just thinking about something.” Biting her lip, roaming her hands anywhere she can on your body. You stop reading and pull her face close to yours. “What are you thinking about in that pretty little head of yours hm?” Kissing along her neck sloppily. “Fuck. I need you,” You look up at her what used to be her brown eyes, now filled with lust.

 “Please, my love. Touch me”. *

You close the gap with ease, kissing each other with passion. One is passion and lust, and the other is passion and raw love. You pull on the hem of her nightshirt, telling her to take it off. Once it is off you break the kiss and look her up and down, taking in every part of her before she crumbles right in front of you. You continue to kiss her neck, earning a slight moan and whimper from the girl. To say the least, you have never seen her like this; you have never seen her so fragile.

 You move down her body, making sure you kiss every spot on her body you can before latching onto one of her breasts, pulling her nipple into your mouth while fondling the other. This was enough to put her over the edge, but you didn’t care. After playing with her breast for a while, she began to become impatient. You listen to small whimpers turn into larger ones, “what is it Sthandwa?” “say it with your words my love.” Slightly smirking. Waiting for her to say something, “please fuck me. I cannot wait any longer.” You laugh at her cries of desperation to be touched. “So impatient of you kumkanikazi” You smirk, “we're just getting started.” You move your attention down her body, getting into her wetness and kissing her inner thigh slowly, softly making her squirm and quickly closing her legs. “open them.” Forcing her legs back open into their previous position. You moved back to her wetness, seeing a wet spot on her briefs. You started taking them off inch-by-inch slowly, making her suffer slightly longer. You get them off and throw them across the room and begin stroking her slit with your index. “all of this for me?” glancing up at her, and then back to the pool created between her folds. “Only you, sthandwa sami.” Smirking the question slightly. You move your finger and replace it with your tongue. Licking in between her folds causing her to moan. “Fuck” Elongating the word till there's nothing left to elongate. 

In collaboration with your tongue, you added a finger to the pool of her wetness. “Fuck, Y/n right there. Please.” Moaning into the feeling of your finger pulsating in and out of her. Adding in another finger, you feel Shuri’s walls clench around both of them “I-I’m coming, please d-don’t stop” Rolling her hips to the rhythm of your fingers, moving closer and closer to her edge. “That’s it baby, come for me. Come on my face for me.” You suck her clit harder than before, causing her to hit her edge. Her moans paint the room, like music to your ears as you continue to suck and lick on her sensitive clit, helping her ride her orgasm out.

©cafehyunji 2023

[koffee-lila-bailey]

Hello, I am the editor and writer of this page koffee-lila-bailey and I'm here to introduce myself

Clearly, the women posted are the inspiration for this page buy today, I'm willing to go behind the editor and writer that's mad quiet and to herself.

Name- Tatianna

Zodiac- Taurus

Born- April 20th

Hobby- writing and listening to music (also does editing)

Likes- reading, music, trying new things, traveling, food

What I'll be posting- fanfics, imagines and edits (photos and videos)

Will I take requests- not at the moment but yes, I'm still new to the imagine thing and I'm still trying to figure out how Tumblr works

Type of music I listen to the most (as of now anyways) - r&b, reggae, pop and afrobeat

Something I never share with new people- I have a disorder called tuberculosis and had it since a child (might do a book on this)

Types of books I like reading- comedy, thriller, horror, fanfics and more

The types of books I write- imagines, fanfics and my own (some of them might be song based as well)

How long I've been on wattpad- since I was 14

Where to find me- YouTube, wattpad, pinterest (will be posting editing content soon) and Instagram

Will I post my pages- of course I will 😌

Am I a night owl?- yes

Who I plan on writing for as far as imagines and fanfics (at the moment- characters)

Shuri Udaku

Riri Williams

Queen mother (Ramonda)

Erik killmonger

Jazlyn Forster

Skylar forster

Tiana Brown

Izzy Morris

Who I will write for (irl- the ones that i listed below will be happening for now)

Koffee

Lila Ike

Chloe Bailey

Letitia Wright

Dominique Thorne

Saweetie

Lex Scott Davis

Serayah

Halle Bailey

Micheal B. Jordan

Lucky Daye

Lauren London

Tems

Sha'carri Richardson

That's all for now, ig. I might start posting wattpad content tonight but Idk. I honestly hope those who viewed this will enjoy ❤️❤️

[saturnville]

the marvel cinematic universe.

all pieces related to marvel's cinematic universe.

𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫. in which two lovesick teens revel in one another.

𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠. nwh spoilers! an interaction between tom!peter and his s/o leo.

𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩. andrew!peter visits his s/o after a long night.

𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞. andrew!peter asks his s/o to be the muse for his photography.

𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡. andrew!peter asks his s/o to relax with him. 18+ nsfw content.

𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. andrew!peter decides to take the advice of the wiser version of himself.

𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, pt 2. andrew!peter realizes he’s in love with mariah joy.

𝟒𝟎 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐧 𝟒𝟎 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬, 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐢 𝐮𝐝𝐚𝐤𝐮. a malicious cat-and-mouse game that goes on for 40 days and 40 nights.

𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧, 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐢 𝐮𝐝𝐚𝐤𝐮.

𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐢 𝐮𝐝𝐚𝐤𝐮. in which they finally see each other after time apart.

[killmongerskeepermain]

Prompt Request: Hey, could u do smut 7 with Shuri? Thank u! 

Prompt Request: Hellooo ꉂ(ˊᗜˋ*)♡ Can u do 7 from the smut prompts lists with Shuri? ALSO I REALLY LOVE UR WRITTINGSSS AAAAA, U DID A REALLY GOODD JOBB ON UR WRITTINGSS ♡ I hopee u have a greatt dayyy, and take caree

Smut #7: “I wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it”

You flipped through the papers in front of you with a slight scowl as Shuri was explaining the sequence to you again. Something about it just wasn't clicking on your brain, giving you a hard time. 

"Baby can I just skip this one? It's harder than I expected it to be." You whined in frustration as she let a laugh rock her frame. She moved a couple of spheres before looking over at you to see your attention was on the papers in front of you. 

"I just showed you and you weren't even paying attention." She joked and you gave her your best puppy dog eyes. "I'm sorry your highness. Can you ever forgive me?" She gave a small smirk as she shrugged her shoulders. 

"Don't know. You don't seem like you deserve my forgiveness." You began to pout as she grabbed hold of your waist. "You weren't paying attention when I was trying to help you." You frowned knowing she did attempt to help you but you didn't want to pay attention. You didn't say anything before she pulled you to the glass in her lab. You could see the rest of the lab down below and it never ceased to amaze you. Without warning she pressed up against you, pushing you closer to the glass. 

"Griot. Lock down the upper part of the lab. No one gets in or out until I say so." She said and you shivered as her breath fanned over your ear.

"Yes Princess." Her hand started traveling down your body and you were glad you wore a dress today. Her skilled hands undid your lab coat revealing the black dress underneath, stopping mid thigh.

"Shuri what are you-" She peppered soft kisses along your shoulder cutting off your sentence as she moved to lift your dress over your ass.

“I wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it.” You could practically hear the smirk on her lips as she slid your panties to the side to toy with your folds. She purposely avoided touching your clit and you wiggled in annoyance until her hand came up to grab your throat. "You don't listen when I try to help you and you're the one mad? Absolutely not princess. You don't get to be mad." Her voice was enough for you to moan out softly as her fingers grazed over your clit. Bucking into her as she drew circles into your skin before pushing a finger inside you. You groped to grab onto something for support but all you could do was push into the glass in front of you. She held you to make sure you stayed bent over as her finger slid in and out of you. "You look so pretty like this sthandwa. So fucking pretty."

You found yourself pushing back to fuck yourself on her finger when she added a second one. Her speed increased and the glass in front of you started to fog up. "What would the others think if they saw you like this? All they have to do is look up. Then they'll see you fucking yourself on my hand." Cocky little shit. Your eyes fluttered closed when her thumb started rubbing circles on your clit. Your knees shook a little and sweat started to form on your forehead. You clenched down on her fingers causing her to groan into your ear. 

"Just like that. Are you going to cum for me?" She lightly bit down on your ear as you put more force into fucking her hand. Her hand sped up and you clenched your thighs together. "Cum for me pretty girl. That's it." Her words pushed you over the edge and you found yourself coming undone all over her hand. She fucked you through your orgasm before pulling you back into her. "Open." Your lips parted as her fingers slipped in your mouth giving you a taste of yourself. "Pull yourself together sthandwa." She grinned as she pulled your panties and dress down. Hiding your panties in her pocket you buttoned the lab coat with a playful scowl. You went up to kiss her and she leaned into you. 

"I love you." You mumbled against her lips as she held you. 

"I love you too princess. Griot allow access to the upper part of the lab." She said aloud before pecking your lips again. The door opened to reveal Okoye with an annoyed expression on her features. 

"About time! We have things to discuss with the queen." The two of you nodded before her attention went to the glass. "Also Princess get someone to clean your window. It's all smudged. Not a good look."

[11vr1]

Attention Shuri Writers!!!!

shuri doesn’t have an official birthday?! or at least i can’t find one. marvel needs to fix this or we do.

i need the astrology bitches to rise up and start calculating some constellations!!

the fandom needs to come up with an agreed upon date asap!!!

[undercover-introvert]

Me writing fics that i never plan to let see the light of day

[prettykittycastle]

Who do you want?

Summary: M'Baku teaches a Jabari guard a lesson about who you belong to.

(The reader is AFAB and uses she/her pronouns. The ethnicity/race is preferably black.)

(Content Warning: Squirting, praise, multiple orgasms, voyeurism)

(E/C) = Eye Color

Xhosa translations:

Sithwanda sam - my love

Ikumkani sam - my queen

Umntwana - baby

"Is this what you wanted," M'Baku asked, a big grin on his face as he watched you slowly sink down onto his cock. "You wanted attention, did you not, sithandwa sam?"

You wanted to answer, but found that you couldn't. His cock was already big and stretching your walls, but then the feeling of the Jabari guards' gazes on you was too strong to ignore. Letting out a gasp as you sunk lower, you opened your mouth to speak, but the only thing that came out was a whimper.

"Oh come on, ikumkani wam," he chuckled, placing a hand on your hip and another on your cheek, caressing it lovingly. "You barely have it in you? You can take more."

Nodding your head, you lowered yourself slowly, letting out more whimpers the more you went down till finally you were seated right on his pelvis, his pubic hair slightly tickling your clit. Other times when you two were together, he would have prepped you more and helped you out with taking all of him, but it was obvious he wanted to prove to the guards that you were his and his alone.

This is all began because one of his guards had found you attractive. You had noticed his attention on you for a while but never said anything, not wanting to get him in trouble. Today you had made the mistake of finding yourself alone with him and talking to him. He was quite flirty with you, despite knowing that you were M'Baku's wife, but you had ignored that and made the second mistake which was playfully flirting back with him. You were flirting with each other for a good little while when M'Baku had entered the throne room, wanting to make an announcement. When he saw how close you two were and how you were laughing with each other, he decided that it was best to postpone the announcement and instead make it clear whose queen you were and how no one could take you from him.

"Go on," he told you smugly, "Ride your king."

The feeling of your walls being stretched around him was too good, and you let out another whimper at the thought of his guards watching you ride their king like this.

Taking a deep breath, you gathered what little strength you still had in you and slowly lifted yourself.

"Oh fuck," you moaned, feeling the ridges of his cock rubbing against your walls beautifully. Once you felt only his tip sitting inside you was when you sunk back down on him, taking all of his length quickly back inside you, causing you to let out a yelp.

"Oh," he groaned, closing his eyes. The feel of your walls squeezing him almost made him want to pick you up and fuck you senseless but he tried to resist the urge, having a point to prove. "Go on, Sithandwa," he told you, removing the hand on your cheek and placing it on your other hip, giving you a gentle squeeze.

Knowing what that squeeze meant, you tried to ignore the burn already beginning in your legs and placed both hands on the sides of his throne. Faster than before, you lifted your hips, moaning at the feel of him rubbing against your walls, then quickly sat back down, taking all of his length back in you again. After that, you quickly found a rhythm, going up and down his cock, moaning and whimpering as you felt the familiar sensations of an orgasm beginning.

"How's it feel, Ikumkani wam," he spoke, giving your hips another squeeze to which you responded to by going up and down faster. "How do I feel inside you?"

"So good," you whimpered out, getting closer to your orgasm, already feeling it warm your body. "You feel so good."

He moved his hand from your hip to your ass, grabbing one of your cheeks and squeezing it firmly. "Cum for me, (Y/N)."

Going down again, you followed his command and with a loud moan that ranged through out the room, you came on his cock. The orgasm felt too good and too strong that you couldn't help closing your eyes from it, continuing to ride him through it, letting out loud whimpers.

"Good girl," you heard him tell you, before you felt his lips touching yours, giving a gentle kiss. "Keep going."

Following his command, you began lifting and dropping your hips faster, bouncing up and down on his cock, your walls squeezing him.

"Look at yourself," you heard him say, hearing slight amusement in his voice.

Wondering why he was amused, you opened your eyes and looked down between you two and saw why. Your pussy juices were leaking out of you and running down his length. The sight almost made you cum again.

"Come here," he said, and you looked up to see that he was looking behind you to one of the guards. At that realization, you felt your cheeks warm in embarrassment, but you still continued to bounce on him. You were so far gone in riding him that you forgot about the Jabari guards watching you two.

It was hard to hear them over the sound of your moans and whimpers, but you quickly heard the loud footsteps of the guard making his way over to the throne. You didn’t have to look over at him to know that it was the guard you were flirting with.

"Umntwana," he said softly, moving one of his hands from your hip and placing it on your cheek, meeting your gaze. His soft, brown eyes met your (E/C) ones and you could feel a warmth in your heart of how, despite this display of dominance, his gaze was full of so much love for you.

"Tell me-"

Suddenly you felt him thrust up into you, his cock going deeper inside you. The action made you let out a yelp and you closed your eyes in pleasure.

"Do you want him-"

He thrusted up again and you quickly felt the beginning of another and perhaps stronger orgasm starting. The feeling of it made you take quick breaths.

"Or do you want me? Hm?"

You opened your mouth to respond, but suddenly he moved both of his hands back to your ass and began thrusting up into you, knocking the tiny bit of breath that you still had in you, completely out.

"M'Baku," you screamed out, his cock going in and out of you fast, driving you crazy and making you hold on to the sides of his throne harder.

"Who do you want," he grunted out, squeezing your ass cheeks harder.

"You, baby," you yelled, your orgasm finally hitting you and hitting you extremely hard, your pussy spasming crazily around him.

"You belong to me, correct?" Even as you came around him, he continued to thrust up into you, making your orgasm last longer.

"Yes! Yes sir!"

You could feel your pussy becoming overstimulated from his cock and you let out a whimper feeling another orgasm quickly coming up.

"Cum again," he ordered and your body happily followed his order. You let out a scream as your pussy began squirting liquid onto him and soaking his lap. Your legs couldn't hold you up any longer and you let yourself fall onto his body, his hands still holding you.

"Oh yes," he groaned, thrusting his cock into you one last time, before shooting his cum deep into you, filling you up as much as he can.

You tried to lift yourself off of him, but you were too tired and worn out to lift yourself up.

"Was I too rough, sweetheart?" He asked, rubbing a hand up and down your back. Even though, he wasn't trying to, the sensation of his hand on your skin was too much and you couldn't help the whimper that slipped out of you.

"No, I'm fine. You were great."

"Good," he said, smiling down at you. "You may leave," he told the guards, still keeping a concerned and protective look on you.

The guards did not need to be told twice and they quickly exited the room, hurrying to go to who knew where, just as long as it wasn't in the room with you two.

The room was filled with peaceful silence as you both sat on his throne, your head laying happily on his shoulder and your arms were wrapped around him, while he continued to rub your back and hold you in his lap.

"M'Baku," you interrupted the silence. "You're not gonna punish that guard or do anything to him, right?"

"No," he told you. "But he will need to know and remember that you are mine, my love."

"Trust me. He will always remember." You didn't say anything else and let yourself drift off into a nap, while M'Baku continued to rub your back.

[imagineandwrite]

𝘖𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘷𝘴 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 - 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 (Complete)

SYNOPSIS: Your best friend gets you roped into her Fishman issues, you fall in love with the Princess of Wakanda, and The Queen knows you personally. What could go wrong?

Fandom: Black Panther Pairing: Shuri Udaku x Black!Reader

Content Warning: Cursing, Major and Minor Character death, grief, drugging, kidnapping, betrayal, flashbacks, terrible humor, there’s probably more

A/N: Inspired by @shinsousliya , @camilaxmartin , @zaywriting , and @euphiea Thank y'all for ya service!

TABLE OF CONTENTS

Obsession vs Love PT1 - I'd Rather Not

Obsession vs Love PT2 - Fish and Cops

Obsession vs Love PT3 - Clockwork

Obsession vs Love PT4 - Death

Obsession vs Love PT5 - Bye Bye Mondie

It’s Love (Love Route)

Obsession vs Love PT6 - Please Don't Leave Me

Obsession vs Love PT7 - But You Promised

Obsession vs Love PT8 - Will You Leave Me?

Obsession vs Love PT9 - The Past Repeats Itself

...

Love? I’m Obsessed (Obsession Route)

Obsession vs Love PT6 - Don't Leave Me

Obsession vs Love PT7 - But We're Soulmates

Obsession vs Love PT8 - You Won't Leave Me

Obsession vs Love PT9 - Times Have Changed

...

Taglist: @rxcently, @kgao, @aiden-presscott, @6-noir, @youralphawolf72, @naomis-daydream, @k3nn3dyxo, @lppriceisright, @ddb667, @shuriislut, @ziayamikaelson, @sakurayuki8655-blog, @oracle-code, @nooshytushie, @leekeeboo

[ventingfanfics]

The Wrong Paper (Part 5)

AN: Sorry again for any errors! My keyboard malfunctioned.

Recap from Part 4: Here are Part 3 Part 2 Part 1

She pressed her lips together inwardly before looking at you. “Are you seeing Professor Shuri?”

You could tell that Scotty already knew. It was rather obvious and easy to put together. 

“It’s…complicated.”

Silence ensued and it was uncomfortable. You wondered what Scotty thought of you. Would she judge you? Possibly so. You could see and feel her disappointment. 

“Complicated how?” She asked. 

“She’s married.” You hid your face only to peek through your fingers at Scotty’s reaction. Her expression expanded into surprise. “I know, I know. Do you want to cancel me?” The silence was back and only seemed to stretch. “Say something, please!”

“If anything, I should be the one mean-mugging. She has a whole wife and is playing games.” She shook her head in distaste. 

“Well, I’m not much better am I?” You laughed sarcastically. 

“Did you know she was married?”

“Yes, but it’s a lot more complex than it sounds. How everything happened is weird…”

Scotty raised her eyebrows. 

“Do you hate me?” 

“No. I could never hate you.” Pools of brown held yours. “I could never hate the person who has my back.” 

A load lifted off you. 

“But I don’t understand why you would put yourself through that,” she said. “Wouldn’t you rather someone who is single? Someone who is only yours?” She gazed at you like she was really trying to grasp this concept without making you feel judged. 

“Of course I do, Scotty. I never wanted to be a home-wrecker. It just happened…one day I was up late finishing up a paper for her class and I accidentally uploaded one of my little smutty one-shots instead of the paper, and that’s how she came to me. The smut was about her. So she found out about my crush. And then I realized she was fantasizing about me as well…” Your head moved side to side as you recalled panty-gate. “Neither of us are proud of it…I’m not sure why this happened. I don’t know God’s plan.”

Scotty rubbed your back, causing you to offer her a soft smile. 

“Her marriage must’ve already been dying,” Scotty said. “Or you’re one of many. Maybe this is what she does. Goes out with her students.” 

You furled your eyebrow. “I doubt that. She’s green and it’s obvious.”

“How do you know?”

“Because she acts scared to do anything with me.”

“So you haven’t…done anything?”

“There were attempts. It never goes far, though.”

“Do you want it to go far?”

You laughed some. “Can we change the subject? Please pretty please?” You even poked out your lower lip. 

Scotty reluctantly agreed. “…Okay, okay. In a half hour I have to get ready for work.” 

You nodded, lying back down. Scotty rested against the headboard instead, coldly watching the movie on the screen. 

The time zipped by. Soon you were on your way out the door. 

“Okay, give me my hug,” You said. Although Scotty’s mood had shifted, you trusted that she wouldn’t deny you. You were proven right when her soft plaid-clad frame leaned into yours and wrapped around your stomach. “Have a good shift.”

“Vivienne,” Her mother called when you had left. Scotty watched your car drive off and went into her mother’s room. “What was all that about with that girl?”

“Who, Y/N?” When she confirmed that she was talking about you, Scotty continued. “I don’t know what you mean, mum.” The older woman held a look that said she knew better. 

“I overheard her telling someone on the phone several times to ‘leave you out of it, leave you out of it.’ What’s going on?” 

“You were eavesdropping, mummy?”

“It’s my house.”

“You don’t need to worry. It’s not as bad as it sounds.”

“I don’t know that, you haven’t said what happened.”

“Mum, I promise everything is okay.”

“I know you like Y/N, but I think you better stay away.”

Scotty shook her head. “You’ve got it wrong, mum. Y/N looks out for me. You didn’t hear her defending me? She has my back, she wouldn’t let anything happen to me. I would be making the worst mistake if I let her go.”

Mother looked at daughter for a moment. “I didn’t mean to upset you, baby. Just looking out for my child.”

~~

The house was cold and empty as Shuri ate dinner consisting of dirty rice and stew chicken. She’d finished inputting grades when you called. Smiling to herself, she answered you. “To what do I owe the pleasure?” Her tone was flirty and you could tell she was happy to hear from you. You were quiet, making her call your name. “What’s wrong, sithandwa?”

“My head hurts, I’m stressing a test, and I think I messed things up with Scotty.”

“One, did you take anything? Two, what test? And three, why do you say that?”

“Tylenol. Science. And she knows about us.”

The professor checked the time and started clearing off her plate. “I have something better than Tylenol.”

“Of course you do, you’re Wakandan.”

Shuri set her dishwasher. “And lucky for you, you know me. Science? I can help with that, too. That last part? We need to discuss.”

“I agree.”

“Give me a half hour max.”

“You’re coming over?”

She chuckled at the shock in your tone as she’d caught you off guard. “Unless you don’t want me to…” She smirked when you tried to play it off like you didn’t care if she did or not. “See you shortly, pretty.” 

Next, she went through her cabinet and prepared one of her famous concoctions. When she was done, she hopped in the shower. 

When you met Shuri at your door your body temperature rose. It was how she looked at you. “You might not feel good, but you look good.” You were simply in lounge mode. Now she on the other hand was looking good to you in a black T-shirt set which was the norm. 

Not long after the compliments, she was bossing you around. “Here, take this. It will relieve your headache. Come here. Lay your head on my lap. Don’t worry about your textbook right now.”

“But you said you would help me—“

“Ssshh.” She rested her finger against your lips. “I know what I said. I think your body is more important right now.”

You tried to ignore her hotness and closed your eyes, resting your head on her lap. She massaged your head and temples. You didn’t even care to speak. You absorbed the sensational relief she was providing. 

After a while she said, “When is this test?”

“Next week. I just need to keep studying.”

“Yeah, is there anything you don’t get?”

“Not really, no.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” you smiled as her cool fingers soothed your scalp now. She asked you about Scotty. “Your favorite subject.” You teased as she playfully rolled her eyes. “Yeah, as I said, she knows. Which by the way, we need to talk about…how we need to move.”

Shuri nodded. “I think we’ve been doing a good job of being private. Anything we have done happened in my office. Who brought it up, you or her?”

“She asked me. We made it obvious…but none of this would have happened if you hadn’t given her that look.”

“I thought you were going to hunt me down.”

You laughed. 

“Really! You were so mad, I could see the steam.”

“Don’t come for Scotty. She’s a sweetheart and deserves none of that.”

“So you trust her?”

You gave her a “duh” look. “Absolutely.”

“And why do you think you lost her?” Shuri noticed the sadness return to your face again. “Her vibe was off and she hasn’t liked none of my gifs.” Even at work, Scotty made time for you. 

“It’s no secret that she wants you.”

“That’s speculation for now. It’s your fault anyway. And I thought you said you were making it up to me.” You looked up at her smiling face. 

“I am, but since you’re not feeling well, it’s postponed for tomorrow.” 

You sat up, intrigued. “Can I have a hint? It sounds juicy.”

“It has nothing to do with food or drinks. That’s all you’re getting.” She added the former when you waited for another tidbit. You jokingly folded your arms before lying down on her lap again. A moment later you felt her pat your leg, making you meet eyes. “Go get your textbook.”

You retrieved it from your dining room table. “You wanna work here?”

Shuri shook her head no. “Come back here.” You noticed her legs were cocked open, making your heart beat a little faster. It turned out she was making space for you. She pulled you to sit in between her legs. As if trying to see your book, she rested her chin on your shoulder. 

“It’s this chapter,” you managed after intaking a breath. 

“Read it to me.” As you did, she concentrated, listening to your melodic voice.

“I, uh, have flash cards,” You said a little while later, reaching the back of the thick book. Some of the cards slipped from the ziplock bag causing you to lean forward. You felt her hips brush against your ass as she helped you. This woman. 

You gave her a look that said you were on to her. Her smile was seductive as she looked back at you. A smile of your own tugged at the corner of your lips when your eyes drew downward. 

“Okay, first word. What does it mean?” The sound of her voice and her tap on your thigh pulled your sights onto her again. Now she was comfortably relaxed against the couch, having shuffled the cards. Arching a perfect eyebrow she held one of them up for you, awaiting you to provide the definition. 

Your heart swelled with pride every time you got one right, which was majority of the time. Shuri wasn’t surprised, though still impressed. “You know the two you need to work on, otherwise, you did amazing. Such a smart nkosazana (princess).” 

Her praise made you grin. “Thank you for helping me. Seismology and Herpetology.” You repeated the terms you’d struggled with out of the twenty under your breath. “Seismology equals earthquakes and Herpetology equals amphibians and reptiles.” 

“Mhm, or zoology,” Shuri filled in. “You know what that means, right?”

“The study of animal life,” you hastily said. 

“Good girl. How’s your head?”

“Better!”

“Shouldn’t you be thanking me?”

“How do you want me to thank you?” You got her because she was quiet for a second. 

“Some sugar would be nice,” she replied, making you laugh. “I’m serious.” She put on a sad face. Shuri had annoyed you today, however, she had gotten on your good side when she healed your headache and helped you study and feel more confident for a test for a class that wasn’t hers. You kissed her softly and felt your body ooze with desire when she deepened the kiss. 

When your lips and tongue finished caressing each other, you breathed in each other, smiling. “Good night, pretty.”

You frowned.

She chuckled. “Don’t be sad. I want you well-rested for when I take you somewhere tomorrow, early before class.” 

“You decide that now when you kiss me like that?” You squeezed her cheeks when she responded with a smug look. “What a tease. You know, I’m getting tired of you leaving me high and dry. Or not dry but you know what I mean.”

Shuri furrowed her eyebrows.“Negative. Did you forget that you stopped me last time? I was hungry, too.” 

“I stopped because you were—never mind. I’ll take care of myself. As always.”

Something changed in Shuri. She eyed you and next thing you know you felt her hand going inside your panties. “You touch yourself to me?” 

You struggled to speak feeling her strum your clit. 

“Answer,” she said through clenched teeth.

Your hum was also a moan. 

“Use your words, girl.” She teased a finger at your entrance.

“Yes!” Your chest heaved as she slid her finger knuckle-deep. She then pushed that same finger as if forcing it to go even deeper. 

“Of course you do…you’ve been wanting me to fuck you for I don’t know how long.”  She now added another finger, pumping you steadily. Your moans lifted. “This is what you wanted, right? To cum all over my hand intombi esile (naughty girl).”

A mewling mess you were as her fingers plunged in and out of you. The faster she went, the harder and deeper she went, your naturally tight walls clamping around her digits.

She had you thrashing and bucking your hips, wetting the couch up. “I’m close, I’m close!” 

“Ndinike icum yakho entle (give me your pretty cum).” She pushed you to the couch and held your leg upbefore rubbing her concealed knee against your pussy. The applied pressure made you yelp as she grinded it there, making you gush, your nectar contrasting against her black pants. 

“Shuri,” you whined, instantly receiving peppered kisses on your lips. She held you as you calmed down. She also wiped your creamy pussy and thighs with your panties. 

“I want you to cum for me every day,” she said in your ear. 

“Dear God.”

She laughed and put those same panties back on you, making you feel the wetness. “Shuri!”

“Walk me to the door. You can handle it, right?”

At the door, she kissed you one last time for the night. “Bright and early,” she repeated, looking at you and taking her leave. 

~~

Between the sex Shuri gave you the other night and the luxurious bag she bought for you (she took you to the mall and told you to pick one), she was running all through your mind. If there was anything that could distract you from her, it was Scotty. 

Following your science class, you went to the campus library where the two of you usually met up. You found your friend sitting at your usual tale. She looked adorable reading a book about glassblowing. 

“Is this seat taken?” You spoke in a voice that was far opposite of your natural tone. It did the trick of amusing Scotty. You smiled, delighting in her reaction and sitting down. “Glassblowing, huh?” You nodded at the hardcover book.

“It’s so cool, you have to try it,” she said. “I think you would like it.” You asked if you could take a look at the book and she gladly accepted. It was definitely up Scotty’s alley for sure. She had a knack for mechanical and experimental activities. 

“We can go one of these days,” You suggested. 

She nodded in agreement, taking the book when you slid it back to her.

“So how is your day so far?”

She shrugged half-heartedly. “It’s been fine. How’s yours?”

“It’s been good, but I’m a little sad about something.” You watched Scotty’s face fall. At least she still cared.

“Why, what happened? What’s wrong, Y/N?”

You kept your little frown. “You didn’t text me back. The last text I have from you is from before you picked me up from my class yesterday.”

“Professor Shuri’s class?” She clarified sassily. 

You made a mental note. That spoke volumes. She was no fan of Shuri. Not that you could blame her. “Y-yeah…you, uh, didn’t like the gifs I sent you at work?” 

“It’s not that. I’ve just seen them before.”

“Scotty…”

She looked at you sadly. “I’m sorry, it won’t happen again.”

“God, you’re so cute. I just want to make sure we’re okay. Are we?”

She shifted a little in her seat, looking down, trying to hide a smile. You lightly nudged her foot with your own making her eyes briefly widen. “Yes, we’re okay, we’re okay.”

“So you’re not mad at me?”

“No.” She paused in thought and looked at you solemnly. “I need to tell you something.” You could tell it was serious. You leaned forward in your chair, egging her to go on. “My mum wants me to stay away from you.”

You let the words process and then hissed, “Shit. She overheard me on the phone, didn’t she? She thinks I’m getting you in trouble and hates me.” Scotty’s sympathetic visage confirmed you were right. “Is that the real reason you didn’t text me?”

“Yes, and no. I don’t care what she says. You’re good to me. You don’t get rid of people who are good to you.” She looked you in your eye, your own turning misty. “Y/N, no, don’t cry. I didn’t tell you this to make you sad. C’mere.” Tears dropped onto her navy and red flannel as she got up to embrace you. She hugged you tightly. “I don’t care what she says.”

You sniffled and pulled back. “Do you think I’m a problem for you? Honestly.” 

Scotty shook her head no, serious eyes pinned on you. “No, I think you’re creating problems for yourself.” 

Part 6