#nakia & you

[itaintenough]

Someone edited a parallel scene between the bombing that caused King T’Chaka’s death and Queen Ramonda’s death where they were both BOMBED FROM A GLASS WINDOW PLEASE DONT TOUCH ME

I just realized the Fire and Water difference so now i am bawling my eyes out

[friendlyfoxpal]

Can't a giant relax around here?

Just a silly idea that one of my friends gave me. And it evolved a bit when i got a hold of it.

[janetsnakehole02]

Shoutout to the one guy sitting behind me that dropped three “oh shit”s at the mid credits scene in Wakanda Forever 😭

[therighthandofvengeance]

Marcus: If you were not so stubborn, you would make a great queen.

Ivanova: I would make a great queen because I am so stubborn.

[morallygreyandone]

Just like that

One fucking tweet derailed destroyed destabilized damaged the entire nashuri fandom on twitter

Now

I will unleash it here

LOOK AT WHAT HE IS WEARING

LOOK

SHURI WAS WEARING SOMETHING SLEEVELESS AND LONG TOO

WHAT DOES THE BRIDE WEAR??????

RYAN

RYAN I KNOW YOU'RE OUT THERE

SHOW YOURSELF

COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR

[supercalime]

No one:

Nakia during that one scene:

[elliesdinosauar]

once i find out who snitched to letitia… trust you will be dealt with

i’m looking at you miss lupita nyong'o

edit: apparently it was muscle man winston…

i’m so sorry lupita

[goldensunflowe-r]

Shuri Smut

Masterlist

Part 2

[h3artbreakaaaaaa]

| Cat go yo tongue? |

Literally what the title says🧍🏾‍♀️

Riri williams x reader

In which riri tells reader how she feels about her🤭

Word count: 331 ( really short Ik)

HEYYYYYY It’s been months since I have written anything and I’m trying to come back into the community but I hope you enjoy and also if you want to join my taglist the link is on my profile!

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Riri looked down at her phone as she waited for you to text her back. Her leg bounced up and down with anticipation as she was ready to leave her class, her professor always said even though she felt like she was “ too smart “ for this class she had to go anyway. She asked if you could meet up after class because she had been wanting to confess her feelings about you for the longest, But she always dodged the opportunity to do so feeling like you wouldn’t feel the same way.

She loved everything about you and would be delusional about you to her friends and when it gets to that point with her she gotta have you.

Then suddenly her phone lightly vibrated on the table she quickly picked it up not listening to anything her professor was saying seeing you hearted her message and agreed to meet up with her.

-

You sat at the table of the cafe you were supposed to meet Riri at scrolling through your for you page. Adding some of the TikTok to your favorites that made you giggle.

You then felt a light tap on your shoulder as Riri stood behind you smiling at you and kissing you on the cheek before sitting down. You looked away feeling the butterflies in your stomach and your face heating up from her kissing you feeling like never wanting to wash your cheek again after that.

“ So what did you want to talk about? “ you ask, shifting in your seat and feeling the tension between the two of you. '' well I’m just being straightforward with you ma I like you like I like you like you”.

It felt like the world stopped moving once she said yes you did have a crush on Riri I mean who wouldn’t? ( she is fine asf 🤭).

All you could do was be in shock sitting there without having any words to form on what to say back to her.

[aproseofroses]

"Queen Ramonda is to blame for her own death" dpmo😐 some random ass man that intruded their nation kidnaps (and yes, she was kidnapped) her last remaining child after just losing her only other child and tells her if she tries to retrieve her he will kill her and yall think her death is her own fault? If anything, the death of those handmaidens that yall love to solely blame on Nakia and Ramonda is Namor's fault because he was an arrogant weirdo who refused to use diplomacy or realize Wakanda is its own sovereign nation that doesn't have to do what he says, when he says it 🤷🏿‍♀️

[delicateinnocentrottenporcelain]

A lot of y’all expected Wakanda Forever to be this action packed BOOM EXPLOSIONS!!! FIGHT SCENES GALORE!!!! MORE EXPLOSIONS!!! kind of movie and I would’ve thought with the tone of the two trailers and how the main theme of the movie is OBVIOUSLY grief that it would make you understand that that’s not the case. This movie was about dealing with loss, overcoming vengeance, and moving forward. Y’all want all that action shit? Go watch the first one.

[silver-pieces]

fresh water

Pairing: Mentor!Nakia x (afab) gn!reader

Word Count: 2.1k

Synopsis: After stopping by a stream for a drink of water, a strange arousal overcomes you and your mentor, Nakia.

Warnings: 18+, MINORS DO NOT READ OR INTERACT, dubcon (sex pollen), smut (FF, oral (giving & receiving), 69), swimming & drinking sex pollen water, requited love (but they’re both idiots)

A/N: DAY 15, GIVE IT UP FOR DAY 15 (of Marvel Girlfriend May (please dont check the date 😭)) Nakia!! 💚 Black Panther 2 was awesome and I think she might be my favourite character?? I love her sm 😭 Please reblog if you enjoy my writing - it would mean the world to me!!

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"I knew it." Nakia pushes a swath of green aside.

Beyond her, you catch a glimpse of clear, running water, and you could swear it's the most beautiful thing you've ever seen. "A stream!"

She glances back and grins at you. "Told you."

"You did," you admit.

"The great Nakia strikes again!"

You laugh at her. Her ability to stay positive never ceases to amaze you. It's one of the reasons why you've been falling for her so hard.

Damn, it's getting harder to deny.

It’s also something you can never admit out loud. She took you under her wing as her trainee - her sidekick, nothing more, and besides anything else, the mission always comes first.

She emerges through the thick brush, holding it open for you to brush past her.

You hold your breath as you pass her by. After setting your packs down safely, you kneel down on the bank of the river.

Fresh water. It's mesmerisingly clear, nice and cool and sparkling with the setting sun.

You lower your flask into the water.

Loud splashing interrupts the peaceful sounds of the forest, and out of the corner of your eye you see Nakia enter the water, fully clothed.

"Wow, straight in," you comment.

She turns, sinking lower beneath the surface. "It's too hot out there! Besides, we both stink."

You lift your armpit and sniff - gross. "Fair. Alright, I'm coming in." You take a swig of water before closing up your flask and setting it aside.

The water is refreshing as it is beautiful, and you linger and relax until the sun fully sets. Then, together you assemble a small campfire, drying off by the small circle of warmth as the sky turns to night.

In the darkness, the sounds of the jungle are rich and melodic, the fire crackling, and you sit beside Nakia eating your rations by the flickering light, trying not to let your gaze linger on her.

She holds her arms out and stretches with a groan. "We should get some rest. It's a big day tomorrow and I don't want to be carrying your ass all the way up the mountain."

She's right, but you're not tired, and your heart is beating faster than normal. You look down at your hands and frown. "Something's wrong."

"What?"

"You don't feel... off? I think I'm coming down with something." You glance beside you, to her, and are almost blown away by how beautiful she is. What the fuck? She's always been attractive to you, but now, it's like it's been dialled up to eleven. Your gaze fixates on her lips. You can't look away. "Nakia..."

She stares at you, brows furrowed. "I don't - " and then she gasps. Her hands fly to her stomach. "What is happening?"

A pulse of arousal flows through you. You feel wetness between your legs. "You feel it too?"

"A sort of... heat inside me. Like - " she cuts herself off, not meeting your eyes.

"A-arousal?" you hesitantly finish for her.

She finally drags her gaze up to you, conflict in her eyes, and nods.

Visions flash by in your head - visions of kissing her, spreading her legs apart, licking her - God. "Do we have anything for this?" You clutch your stomach as a painful pulse goes through you.

She shakes her head. "I've never heard of this before." She pulls her gaze from you, glancing around, and moans. "It could be the water. That's the only new thing we've had in our systems."

"You're saying we swam in some kind of aphrodisiac?"

"And drank it."

"Fuck," you hiss. "It hurts."

"Hold on." She pushes herself to stand up, then holds her hand out to you.

You take it, delicious heat running through your veins at her touch, and as you stand up beside her, you feel the urge lean in to kiss her. Instead you jerk away, too afraid of your own reactions. "Sorry," you murmur, heat rising to your face.

"No, it's okay," she replies softly, and you hate the way she looks at you, almost with pity. "We need to take care of ourselves, privately, and then hopefully this need will ebb."

You nod, even as disappointment sinks in your stomach. "I'll go this way."

"Good. See you in a minute."

And with that, you go your separate ways to take care of yourself in the middle of the forest.

This is by far the most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to you. And with your mentor, of all people.

The worst thing about it is, you’ve been leaning against the trunk of a tree fingering yourself for the past ten minutes, and it’s not fucking working. Your pussy is wet - wetter than normal for you - and the sexual desire is coursing through you, but no matter what you do with your fingers, or what you think about, you can’t bring yourself to orgasm.

And it hurts.

Fuck it. You’re rubbing yourself raw trying to make something impossible happen. With a whimper, you pull your hand away from your aching pussy, and zip up your pants.

You make the trip back to the encampment in sorrowful silence, unsure what you’re going to say to her when she sees you returning unsuccessful.

But as you emerge from the bush and the campfire comes into view, your gaze catches on her silhouette as she stands there, arms folded, looking down at the fire.

“Nakia?”

She turns to you instantly, and there’s a fierce look in her eyes that makes you hesitate at the edge of the opening.

You tongue your lower lip, anticipation coursing through you. If only she felt the way you did, the two of you could take care of this together. The way you need.

“Could you do it?” she asks, and steps towards you.

You shake your head.

She begins to approach; slow, deliberate steps getting faster as she nears. “Neither could I,” she breathes, and then she’s on you, grasping you by the sides of your face and pressing her mouth on yours.

Shock freezes you for a moment and you stand there, simply receiving her kiss, before desire takes over. Your lips part and you kiss her back, rooted to the ground in her arms. It’s everything you imagined and more - soft, luxurious, sweet, the feeling of her in your arms, the scent of her in your lungs.

She pulls away suddenly, gasping. “Sorry,” she pants. “I can’t control this.”

“I don’t want you to do something you’ll regret,” you say, using every ounce of self control not to touch her again.

Her shoulders shake, and for a moment you think she’s crying, but then she laugh, desperate and dry. “Trust me, I want to.”

Then... You can’t think about what that means right now. Another wave of heat pulses between your legs, and your vision goes blurry as need takes over again. She wants this. With a groan, you grab her by the waist and pull her back into your embrace, slanting your lips on hers.

She kisses you, backing you up against a tree and pinning you there with her body pressed against you. As she lifts her lips from yours, she searches your eyes as her hand comes between your bodies and she starts undoing your pants.

“Please,” you beg, “I want this too.”

She’s serious now, all the humour gone from her eyes, and she nods. “I know what you need.” And in one swift move, she pulls your pants down, taking your panties with them, lowering herself until she’s kneeling before you.

“Nakia,” you moan, voice pitching higher as you feel her press her face between your legs, and the warm, textured feel of her tongue making contact with your wetness as she explores your pussy for the first time.

She’s incredibly skilled at this. Like the way she fights - relentless, flicking her tongue over and over until you give in to her demands.

It doesn’t take you long to crest. Your hips cant back, but there’s no where to go when she has you pinned to the tree, and she only leans further into your pussy, going faster, harder over your clit.

“I’m going to - I’m going to come!” you gasp, and then your head tilts back as a powerful wrack of bliss overtakes you. It’s heavenly, waves of bliss emanating from her tongue on your pussy, sending you high up into the tree tops.

She makes you come harder than you ever have before, until you’re writhing in pleasure and satisfaction, and still she keeps going.

“Oh - N-Nakia, I can’t.”

“Need more,” she pants, breath fanning against your wetness, before diving back in.

You grunt in pain and pleasure at the feeling. It’s so good, and yet your mind is racing, because she needs to come as well.

“Shit,” you hiss, “Nakia, Nakia baby, let me take care of you now.” You’ll worry about calling her that later, but fuck, she is your mentor.

And yet, she doesn’t acknowledge your words, greedily devouring your spent cunt.

You push her away with all your remaining strength.

“No!” she cries out, but you keep going, gently lowering her to the ground until she is spread out beneath you, your knees either side of her head as you fall over her on all fours.

You turn around, and as she takes you by the hips to drag your pussy back down onto her face, you do your best to focus on the task at hand - undoing her pants.

You need to lick her pussy the way she did yours. The way she’s doing now, making your legs cave beneath you so your pussy is well and truly planted on her face.

Heat rises to your face, but she doesn’t seem to mind, groaning into your wetness as she works you towards another orgasm.

Somehow, you manage to get her pants off, and then suddenly there’s nothing between you and her wet, needy cunt. You put your mouth on her and, spreading her lips, use your tongue to lap at her sweet nectar. Tentatively at first, half lost in pleasure, then bolder, stroking your tongue along her until you find her clitoris.

A howl erupts from her throat as you find that sensitive spot with your tongue, furiously lapping at her like a woman starved. Then she’s back, bracing your hips and pulling you down so she can taste more and more of you.

It’s heady realisation - your mentor, the woman you look up to, giving and taking pleasure from your body - and you come again, moaning into her pussy and canting your hips over her face, riding her through your release.

As if triggered by yours, Nakia suddenly tenses and groans, “don’t stop - don’t stop!”

A rush of sweet nectar suddenly coats your tongue, and your eyes roll back as you taste her come in your mouth. Your tongue darts out, ravenously licking every inch of her pussy until she’s moaning and jerking beneath you.

Finally, when you’re sure she’s satisfied, you stop, legs collapsing beneath you. You roll to the side to get off of her.

“Mmm,” you moan, a tingling satisfaction throbbing between your legs as you force yourself to sit up, taking in your surroundings again.

Nakia lies on her back, looking up at you with half-lidded eyes. “That was...”

You bite your lip, heat rushing to your face. Amazing, you want to say, but you’re sure she’s not thinking along the same lines as you are. She’s probably trying to figure out how to say it’ll never happen again.

She reaches out, taking your hand in hers. “Are you okay?”

“I’m good,” you confirm with a nod. “Are you?”

Her mouth curves into a lazy smile. “I am too. Now come back here.”

You blink. “What?”

“I said,” she pats the ground beside her, “come back here.”

You search her eyes, shocked to find that even after the effects of the water seem to have worn off, the desire remains. Slowly, as though you’re afraid she’ll change her mind, you lay down beside her.

She reaches out an arm and stretches with a satisfied groan, before rolling over and wrapping it around your body, pulling herself against you.

Your breath stills.

“Is this okay?” she murmurs in your ear.

“Uh-huh,” is all you can say, shivers racing down your spine.

She sighs. “Good. I just need to rest my eyes for a minute. Tired.”

You look down at her arm wrapped around your waist, and allow yourself the tiniest smile. Then, your eyelids grow heavy, a wave of sleepiness washes over you, and you fall asleep in your mentor’s arms.

[themarysuep]

I'm watching the Moon Girl finale and just thinking about how Nakia is a fashion-lover in the MCU just like Casey. I would love Nakia to be the one to upgrade Kamala's suit in a future appearance, just like Casey does for Lunella.

[nobodieshero-main]

idk there's something about oveta planning for days to kill nakia (her own aunty), sneaking into her room at night and poisoning her, watching her die slowly and painfully with a hand over her mouth so she can't cry out. leaving her covered in blood and bile, with her eyes wide open and unseeing.

vs.

killing a guard (she didn't even know his name), not exactly on impulse but still barely a plan, by bashing his face in as quickly as she could until they're both covered in his blood, and then she steals his clothes and his keys and his sword and then. then she cleans his face, and she tells him she's sorry, and she kisses his eyelids.

[dontruinmymorning]

Shuri is for the dykes. 🤷🏾‍♀️

[loelysian]

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