#national dora day

[daily-lego-sets]

LEGO DUPLO:

Dora and Boots at Play Park

Set: 7332

2004

Pieces: 31

[subby-sab]

Today is 7th of July.

Today is World Chocolate Day, National Dora Day, National Macaroni Day, Rath Yatra.

[kavehater]

I am actually so sick of my tl on twt being flooded by complaints like be so freaking for real if you hate the game just leave stop playing it I promise it’s okay

[intothemultifandom]

– 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄 [𝟏/𝟑] || 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐚

SUMMARY: In the aftermath of The Blip, you and Attuma–warriors turned interim leaders–bond over loss, grief and the weight of two different worlds. When the second blip occurs, those who’ve returned decide to wage war. Unaware of the relationship you’ve forged in their absence. PAIRINGS: Attuma x Reader, Wakandan!Reader, T’challa + Shuri Sister!Reader TAGS/WARNINGS: angst ; hurt and comfort 

You lost your siblings during The Blip. 

T’challa had turned to dust right before Okoye, Shuri scattered somewhere out on the battlefield; and a weight unlike any other (the weight only your brother knew) settled around shoulders when the wind did not claim you, too. 

At only seventeen, you had been reduced to an only child by the snap of a Madman’s fingers. Expected to ascend the throne now that your older siblings could not. Not that you would, given your distaste of politics and the UN Embassy in general.

Where T’challa was King and Shuri led your scientific division, you had trained under the tutelage of the Dora Milage. Had become one of the best warriors of the country in spite of your youth, expected to surpass Okoye once you reached her age.  

Your natural skill had fuelled your desire to join the War Dogs before N’Jadaka had come into the picture (as Princess, you could not join the Dora Milaje officially), a dream you had to contribute to the safety of your Kingdom and your brother’s reign under the aloofness of being the youngest child.

In the eyes of the world that remained, however, this was not possible when your existence, your survival, received constant praise by Nations who hungered for someone young and naive to ascend the throne.

To their displeasure, you’d assumed leadership over the secret division of your country instead, entertained by the thought of Colonisers dictating what you did with yourself. Your amusement further peaked as you presented yourself publicly as Wakanda’s Consulate General alongside your natural title as Princess.  

With your Mother maintaining the throne and dealing with politics, you’d spent the first three years working diligently to forget your siblings’ absence. Your own grief and shame.

Someone had to stamp out the political unrest in your country, had to re-establish Wakanda’s spy-network in the midst of mounting political tension around the world.

And you had done it all at from seventeen to twenty, held together by the love of your Queen Mother and spurred on by the council of your closest confidants, Okoye, Aneka, Ayo and, surprisingly, the Jabari’s own M’Baku. 

The success of your network around the world had earned you the respect of many, though nothing cemented your legacy more than what happened during the Wakandan three-day-Massacre: 

The Marube Tribe were a relic of time, isolated from the rest of your country when they denounced the advancement of your technology.

Deep in the Mute Lands, they’d practiced old customs and studied even older texts where, in the shadow of Thanos’ terror, they’d turn to ancient techniques to make their warriors strong. Stronger than even the Black Panther. 

Since they could not ingest Vibranium through the heart-shaped herb, a group of their men had etched it into their flesh. Tattooed the raw substance into the planes of their body so they could flow better with nature.

And for a brief time, it worked. The process had given them unnatural durability and strength, the ability to run faster than the wind and yet capable of moving the Earth with a stomp of their foot.

Only, Vibranium itself is radioactive unless tempered with a substance only Shuri and her division knew how to make.

And with your sister and her team gone, ashes in the wind; the Marube tribe, without knowing the consequences, inadvertently kickstarted what might’ve been the doom of your people with the creation of the Madmen. 

As Vibranium had become one with flesh, the radiation did not blister skin nor melt flesh from bone. Instead, it drove the person to madness, to a murderous rage that would not end and was made even worse by the indestructibility of their bodies.

In a single night, the Madmen decimated nearly their entire village before they took to their neighbours. 

When the missive came the following morning, your Queen Mother demanded only for the Dora Milaje to go, for them put an end to the madness before it reached the Golden City.

What she seemed to forget was that the last Madman you fought murdered your siblings, so you could not, would not, simply remain in the Palace.

And so as stealthily as you could for someone who’d learned many tricks from Nakia, you followed your warrior-sisters beyond the throne room, grateful that Okoye turned a blind eye when she caught you amongst their numbers. 

The battle against the Madmen had been a ruthless and bloody affair. 

The people who fought with you and against you were your own people; the land you fought on once roamed by your Ancestors; yet no amount of familiarity could diminish the brutality of war as the Madmen slaughtered your people in masses, pushed your team deeper into the battlefield and towards the centre of their ruined Tribe like wolves surrounding sheep.

Just as you thought you had reached your end, had stood back-to-back with Okoye, Aneka and Ayo and readied yourself for death, Bast had smiled on you that day as the survivors of the massacre–women and children who’d hidden themselves beneath the ground–opened a hidden hatch and welcomed your group into their refuge.  

The Marube people may have denounced modern Wakanda; but they were Wakandan all the same.

For almost half an hour, you and the warriors huddled with them in the dark of their underground cave system where you’d grieved and planned, prayed for your Ancestors to see you through another day even when the Madmen waited for you above. 

It had been one of the Elders who survived, a woman named J’Kobe who weakly presented the idea of someone undergoing the same process as the men above to turn the tides of the battle. She who suggested bestowing a great power upon someone, anyone, so that they could end the Madmen’s bloodshed once and for all before madness took them.

It would be a sacrifice, went unsaid. 

As the determination settled on Okoye’s brow and Ayo and Aneka shared a sad, resigned smile (they’d realised too that the Madmen could not be beat as their weapons bent under the pressure of their strength)–you had stepped towards J’Kobe with the memory of your family and your people, the smile of a toddler who bared your brother’s name, as you knelt at her feet and offered yourself before they could.

Your siblings had been gone for three years, and in those three years you’d found no dignified way of joining them until then: ...though of course, you didn’t actually die as you thought you would. 

Even now, you could not remember what had happened down in those tunnels, how long your friends had argued against your decision before you laid on your back and then your stomach, the pain immeasurable as they and J’Kobe embedded the Vibranium along different areas of your body. 

Tattooed by your countries most fearsome warriors and one of the last practitioners of old, you did what many thought was impossible when you ascended the tunnels with fresh tattoos that glowed purple and a newfound strength to greet the Madmen as an equal match. 

On the third day of the three-day-Massacre, you gave your people a new protector as you stood over the Madmen who lay at your feet, defeated: 

Olumo, J’Kobe called you. 

Molded by God. 

After the battle had been won, and you’d marched with your Warriors and the survivors home to prepare to be put down, to apologise to your Mother one last time before calling Nakia; like the wind that did not claim you when your siblings disappeared, death did not take you in the end, too. 

Because your Father, his Father and so on, ingested Vibranium through the heart-shaped herb, they’d altered their genetics and granted their children and lineage invulnerability to the radiation of Vibranium. 

Meaning you would not be lost to madness from the procedure after all, a stroke of luck for your friends who considered sacrificing themselves. 

Since then, you’d fought many battles as Olumo, the disciple of Ptah and Kokou. Had succeeded in many minor and major battles that helped you carve your own legacy as you fought for True Wakanda, your Vibranium tattoos a symbol of your service and devotion. 

There were days, of course, when the power you’d been bestowed stirred uncomfortably. Days where you felt restless in your own skin, plagued with the undeniable urge to move, run and fight. 

You’d always been a warrior than a leader. 

The Dora Milage, adored as they were, were supportive in this regard; always ready to give you an outlet to rid yourself of this feeling as you fought and sparred them in the safety of your Kingdom. 

Even M’Baku and his warriors, through a rare sight in the Capital, sparred with you when they could. 

It wasn’t until you met him, though, that you felt more alive than you’d felt in the past three years. Felt seen and understood in a way that your friends and Mother could not and would likely ever understand, given the power and responsibilities you now held. 

His name was Attuma, and he called himself the greatest warrior in the underworld. 

NOTES: 

• This is Part 1 (context; your POV) of a three-part-story. 

• Part 2 (snippets of you and him during moments in-between; his POV) will be coming soon. 

• Your background is inspired by the BLACK PANTHER #7 (Origins of Vibranium) + BLACK PANTHER #3 (#200 Legacy) 

• Ptah the Shaper is considered the god of metal alloys, mainly Vibranium whereas Kokou is considered the Wakandan god of War

TAGLIST:

@tommymcartney ; thanks for inspiring me to keep writing! 📝

[tllgrrl]

The Favor by @tllgrrl aka Nefertiri Jones

Sam touched the biometric pad on the case, and heard three soft clicks.

[“I called in a favor from the Wakandans.”]

The last time he was in Wakanda, he was on a battlefield just outside Birnin Zana: The Golden City.

He and his friends were fighting to save…everybody…everywhere…but before the battle he’d gotten a glimpse of the Blackest nation he’d ever seen.

A nation that had never been touched by colonization.

Sam also saw technology he’d thought only existed in Sci-fi movies and books…or maybe in Tokyo…but even more advanced than that.

T’Challa introduced him to General Okoye, leader of the elite Royal Guard known as the Dora Milaje.

Sam was also briefly reunited with Steve’s friend Bucky Barnes, who Steve had taken to Wakanda to see if they had the technological wherewithal to remove HYDRA’s super-assassin programming from his brain.

Apparently they did, they were successful, and two years later, there he was. With what looked to be a brand new arm, Bucky was joining the Wakandans and the Avengers in the fight against Thanos and his forces.

And Sam met T’Challa’s younger sister, Princess Shuri. A Black, teenage, African Princess tech genius who, with her team of scientists, doctors and engineers, freed the brain of mildly annoying, staring, grumpy supersoldier Barnes, who is now his “co-worker”.

(… and who is also now trying to aim those blue eyes of his at my baby sister!)

Shuri was also responsible for, among other things, developing the newest versions of T’Challa’s Vibranium-infused, nanotech, fighting suit.

[“I called in a favor from the Wakandans.”]

Sam thought about that battle. How it ended with half the universe, including him and Bucky, turning to ashes one minute, then waking up the next minute…

5 years later.

Like a film clip, images started speeding through his mind: Things he’d experienced, people he’d met, places he’d been from the moment he met Steve Rogers—as they both were doing their morning run around the reflecting pool at the Washington Monument in DC—to now.

All of that…ending up here, back in the house he grew up in, staring at this fancy, high-tech case.

[“I called in a favor from the Wakandans.” ]

(I’m actually gonna do…this.)

He opened the case and took a breath to steady himself.

There was a schematic on the inside of the case’s lid, and what almost looked like some kind of hieroglyphs. Sam couldn’t decipher it, but he immediately knew where it was from.

He lifted the piece of handwoven fabric that seemed to serve two purposes: beauty and function, as he could see metallic threads woven throughout the rich, surprisingly dense protective cloth.

The fabric had Vibranium woven into it, and under it there were three items:

A wing pack like his broken StarkTech one, but lighter in weight. By feel he immediately knew that these wings, like his shield, were made of virtually unbreakable Vibranium.

A neckpiece that was similar to the one he saw T’Challa wear, but not nearly as large, also far less traditional and ceremonial in design.

And inside a pouch made of the same fabric as the protective cloth, was a beautifully carved wooden box holding a bead bracelet like the kind worn by nearly everyone in Wakanda.

He also found a large envelope containing some official-looking paperwork, and a manual for the items in the case.

On the front of the envelope were Wakandan glyphs, and underneath them it read:

Samuel Wilson - Captain America

He read the opening paragraph of the manual, slipped the bead bracelet (called kimoyo) onto his left wrist as instructed…and shortly felt the beads lightly vibrate as his cellphone rang…

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Fan Fiction and Fan Art Submitted for the @samsseptember Samtember 2024: Day 3 -Costume, Day 19 - Wakanda. I honestly don’t know where this falls. It’s kind of about the costume but it is more about where and who it is from.

Happy Birthday Sam Wilson!

[stvrdrops]

Bodyguard shuri x reader ! It’s been on my mind for saurrr long

yess! i love this idea so muchhh. wasn't sure if you wanted it to be like a fame au or anything so i just went for it in my own way :) it's kind of just a tiny imagine, hope that's okay!

princess protection ☆ | bodyguard!shuri x fem!reader

when you begged your mom to lessen your security you never imagined she'd actually do it. even more shocking, to replace them all she brings in your nation's protector. shuri, the black panther, is now in charge of making sure you were safe and protected. maybe in more than one way.

warnings : none

word count : 2.1k+

being the princess of a nation was no small task. you were constantly attending political meetings, beautiful galas, and even doing community service for those around you. you loved being out and about, rather than confined to the palace.

your mother, the queen, often feared for your safety. of course you had quite the entourage of guard ready to protect you wherever you went. you had people trailing you with weapons ever since you were fresh out of the womb. it never scared you, but you never exactly cared for it. it made you stand out even though you loved to be the star in the room. you begged and begged your mother after your eighteenth birthday to lower the amount of guards trailing you. you realized it made you still feel trapped despite being out in the open. besides, wakanda was extremely safe other than the occasional invasion, which was swiftly put to rest by your nation's protector. the black panther.

she constantly refused, saying that you were the future leader of the nation and needed to be protected adequately. you quickly gave up hope and moped around the palace for a solid year or two before your mother finally caved in.

"mother? what was the urgent call about on my kimoyo beads?" you ask her as you step into the throne room. she had her back to you, obviously speaking to somebody else.

"ah, y/n! i have a surprise for you." she quickly turns around, still shielding whoever she had been speaking to. you attempt to look around your mother. she notices this, and steps aside.

your eyes widen when you see the black panther standing before you. her helmet was off, allowing you to see her face. you hardly ever saw shuri without the mask. she was always on missions or you were always out of the palace when she had been home in the lab. your paths never found a way to cross despite running in the same social circles. it had to have been at least an entire year since you were in her presence, considering she had been on a major mission.

"princess." she says, a charming smile spreading across her face.

"um, hi." you say, feeling your mouth go wide. she had gotten much more attractive since the last time you saw her up close. you two were close in age, so it wasn't like this crush you had was new. when you were younger you spent a decent amount of time together, but were never close.

"shuri's missions as the black panther have become less and less high priority. she's doing an amazing job so i'm assigning some of her more easy missions to the dora. while she truly deserves a couple days off, i've decided she will be your personal bodyguard until she is needed. she will be your only bodyguard may i add."

no way.

shuri laughs, "oh trust me, this is will be a good enough vacation for me. after all, i'm sure the princess can't get into too much trouble."

"you underestimate me." you say, with a challenge in your voice.

"noted." she responds back, willing to accept your challenge.

the tension between you two is so thick that not even a vibranium spear could cut through it. shuri kept her eyes squinted as she looked at you, as if she was studying you. to tell the truth, she had been quite excited about this mission. spending time with the princess would be a dream, she thought. also, she presumed it would be fairly easy as well.

you looked at her in the same way, but you were more undressing her with your eyes.

"y/n, do you still need to visit the market today? i know you said something about stopping for some new silks."

your eyes are ripped away from shuri, "oh, yes! thank you mother. shuri, i'll give you time to change out of your suit and then i can take you for a test drive."

shuri laughs, "no need." she presses something on her suit near her wrist. causing the suit to dissipate into a necklace. she wore a tight gray outfit underneath the suit. you couldn't help but feel like an idiot thinking about how she might've been in just her underwear under the suit. "i'm ready whenever you are, princess."

you smirk, walking away from her. you don't bother looking back to see if she's following you. her quick footsteps gave it away. it also helped that she was taller than you, her shadow looming slightly over your body.

"you do know that you don't have to loom over behind me, right?" you say as you look through the many silks at the stall.

"where else am i meant to stand?"

"how about next to me? i don't think i'd kill you."

she scoffs, "you couldn't kill me even if you tried."

a smile spreads across your face, "cocky."

she moves over to the side of you, causing your hands to brush slightly. you contemplate whether or not you want to meet her eyes for a second. ultimately your curiosity gets the better of you. when you look up you see her staring back at you. her eyes were dark brown, but you could see a sparkle in them. you could now also clearly see the tiny scar on her forehead that her hair almost nearly hid.

when she looked at you she noticed how beautiful your own eyes had been when exposed in the sunlight. she studied every beauty mark on your face that the pictures never quite captured. shuri obviously knew you were beautiful, but now that you were up close after all this time it had been impossible to deny your beauty. she had a task to complete though, meaning finding your beauty too blinding would be dangerous. if she was too consumed by you, lost in your chocolate river eyes, she couldn't focus on the task at hand.

"do you like this one?" you ask, picking up a random silk without breaking eye contact. you didn't want to look away from her.

shuri's eyes glance away from you for a second, "i think orange is a beautiful color for you, princess."

you wanted so badly to be a smart ass and tell her you had a name. however, hearing the word princess roll of her tongue did something dangerous to you.

"princess?" a voice calls out to you from the sea of people.

you had never seen someone move so quickly the way that shuri did as she got in front of you. the two of you didn't even know who the supposed threat was, but shuri couldn't help but go into her defense stance.

"princess! hello!" a woman makes her way out of the crowd. you recognize her as the caretaker of the orphanage you often help out at.

"stand down shuri, it's okay." you say, putting a hand on her arm to get her to relax. she looks over her shoulder back at you, giving a swift nod. her body moves back beside you just as fast as it had gotten in front of your own.

"hello mrs. adabashi! how are all the children doing?"

she smiles, "oh, they are just wonderful! they so enjoy the toys you brought for them last week. little kami has not put down the dolls since you handed them to her."

shuri can't help but admire the conversation as you both talk to one another about the children. shuri was not exactly sure what to expect when your mother asked her to watch over you. it had been quite some time since shuri saw you last and she didn't know your personality that well. now she knew that she had made the right choice in choosing to accept the queen's offer.

the whole rest of the time at the market was spent with you in conversation with shuri. you asked her constantly what life was like as wakanda's protector. you even managed to slip in a question about if she had anyone important in her life at the moment. she found that question amusing and answered truthfully, with a swift no. she claimed that she didn't have any time in her strict schedule to fall into any romances. you figured that if she was spending all her time with you, then it wouldn't matter. you had your eyes on her now, and you almost never got turned down.

the more time you spent with her the more you didn't want the day to end. it made you happy to know that every day would be like this. that was, until she was called back to her panther duties. you assumed that if you ever did get caught in a sneaky relationship with the black panther that your mother wouldn't mind. you could arguably do worse. plus, the nation's princess and protector in a relationship together would do wonders for the people's morale.

"you know you don't have to go, right?" you ask her as you both approach the door to your bedroom.

shuri laughs, "am i supposed to guard you while you sleep?"

"i don't plan on sleeping yet. as long as i'm awake i feel as if you should be on guard."

"who do you think plans on attacking you tonight?"

you look up to her, staring into her eyes. "i'm inviting you into my room and here you are questioning me. will you really deny your princess?"

shuri sucks on her teeth as she looks around the hallway, that same charming smile on her face.

"i can't believe you are pulling the princess card on me right now."

"well, is it working, my panther?"

the nickname being used in such a manner sent goosebumps down shuri's spine. she was meant to keep a professional relationship with you. bast knows that the queen would have her powers stripped if she were to hurt her precious baby. she was meant to protect you from the world, not entertain you romantically. however, she licks her lips as she contemplates the enticing question.

"if you really feel you need my protection."

"badly." you whisper out to her.

"fuck it," shuri says, "whatever you say, princess."

you just smile, knowing you have the most dangerous person in wakanda wrapped around your finger. you push the door open, revealing your room to her. it was large and the windows allowed you to see all of the capitol. even shuri was shocked by its beauty, despite living here all her life. for some reason it seemed so much more special from inside of your bedroom.

"do you like being my personal bodyguard?"

shuri watches you as you go to your walk in closet. she can hear you changing as the sound of clothes being thrown around fills her ears. it takes everything in her to not look.

"i can't say it's the worst job in the world."

"and why is that?"

"something tells me you already know the answer to that."

you walk out of your room wearing a large t-shirt that shuri can tell is american vintage. she could also tell you weren't wearing any shorts when you lifted your curly hair up into a messy bun. shuri can't help but stare as you walk over to your bed. it was nice to see you in a normal state, without all the jewels and fancy clothes. however, it wasn't just that. the way you moved commanded attention and it radiated elegance.

"come here." you beckon to her. it was as if she didn't ave a mind of her own as she followed your command. it made you feel in control, and it was pretty damn amazing. "sit down."

"you are very bossy."

"it is in my nature. i am the future queen after all."

shuri laughs, "that's true. i think you'll make a great one."

the compliment makes you smile, "so you'll remain as my personal bodyguard even when i am queen?"

"of course, i serve wakanda and those in it. that includes you."

"i'm sure there are other ways that you can serve me."

her eyebrow raises, "oh really?"

you nod your head, looking at her with lust in your eyes.

shuri suddenly grabs you and sets you onto her lap. it feels so normal as you straddle her, arms around her neck. you felt like you were the perfect piece to her puzzle. she notices how you arch your back in efforts to feel closer to her.

"so, this is your idea of protection?" you can't help but ask.

"do you feel protected?"

"in the arms of the black panther? oh, most definitely."

you kiss her, allowing yourself to fully envelop yourself into her. her lips feel soft as they glide against yours. if this is what having shuri as your bodyguard was like, then you never wanted it to end.

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[aokoaoi]

𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐢 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫. ʰᵉᵃᵈᶜᵃⁿᵒⁿˢ

pairings : big sister!shuri x fem!reader x big brother!t'challa

warnings : ooc characters(?).

authors note : this is not a ship fanfic. everything is completely platonic, just pure sibling relationship<3.

GROWING UP !

— you were only 2 years younger than shuri, so of course, it wasn't difficult for you two to get along.

— compared to your sister, you didn't have very strong ambitions. But even so, you were taught how to rule a nation by your mother when you were younger, and when you were prepared enough, she took you to train to be a Dora Milaje member.

— you were a fairly calm and obedient child back then, and even since you grew into a fine woman.

— you didn't have an interest in fighting whatsoever, but it did cross your mind that you'd end up needing the skills to fight. But you didn't complain and go against your mother.

— there weren't that much things that interested you as a kid. Your sister and brother often picked on you(playfully) for it.

— shuri even tried to get you to be interested in her ambitions, saying that it's 'fun' and 'an opportunity to learn something new'.

— you weren't adventurous, smart like shuri, nor would you be strong like t-challa. Sometimes, as you grew older, you think if you could've done something more than just train to be in an elite group. But despite those, something sparked inside you and motivated you to be the strongest amongst all the members of the Dora Milaje.

BONDING WITH SHURI !

some big brother t'challa scenes<3

— it's awfully loud when there's two of you in the same room. Like seriously, it's just filled with Shuri laughing at your jokes. Everyone sees you as 'the calmer one of the siblings' but boy.. when you're with those 'siblings' its like someone released a whole mammal out their cage.

— despite not understanding half she's saying, you still go visit shuri in her lab to keep her company. She's just yapping to you about what she's doing, while you just nodded, pretending like you understood what the hell she's saying.

•   "(name)? Are you listening or no?"

•   "I am. But I don't understand."

•   "It's fine, at least you're listening."

— whenever her brother is doing something, or is busy, you'd be the one training her some fighting abilities. You aren't as skilled like your brother, goodness no, he's the black panther for Pete's sake, but you are strong. Somewhat.

— shuri always supports and cheers for you whenever you're about to go to your training. Boy, the proudness she felt when she was told that you were slowly beginning to be more skilled the passing days. She's not lying, Okoye said it herself.

— tackles you in hugs almost everytime she's overly enthusiastic to see you.

•   "Stop that. You act like our rooms aren't next to eachother."

•   "I missed you!"

•   "we see eachother everyday!"

— okay but listen to this. The over protectiveness that randomly summoned inside her when she heard that you were getting marriage proposals.

"atrocious!" You and your mother deadpanned at her reaction, side eyeing eachother blankly. "(name), whatever you must do, do not even look at those proposals, okay?!"

— yeah it was a wild experience.

— besides that, shuri is a great sister. She loves you but literally acts like she's the youngest. Seriously, you mightve heard that she's older and you're younger, but when you see these two and know the personally, you'll end up doubting yourself.

— even your own brother said it himself.

•   "Shuri, stop clinging onto your sister like a wild monkey climbing up a tree."

•   "What?"

•   "brother said to stop climbing me like you're a monkey."

— ooh, have I mentioned that you're a great dancer? If not, you're a very great dancer! Dora Milaje members are probably all great dancers if you must say so yourself.

— growing up, shuri was probably your favorite person who ever walked the soil of earth. And then your brother follows right behind her, and then your parents, and then—

— when it's the three of you combined, it's like the whole definition of the word 'chaos'. In the end of the day, T'challa is tired as hell, Shuri went to drain more of her energy in her lab work, and you? Already fell asleep.

— despite being a whole menace the three of you were, mama Ramonda and papa T'chaka were proud of what you three have achieved.

i am very tired<\3 still figuring out my layouts for headcanon posts, so this one is kind of messy rnn. this is also my first time writing about sibling relationships, especially in readers pov so I'm sorry if it's cringey oml😭

[writingintheshadowsforever]

Queen Ramonda x Reader Let's Tell The World Part 2

Summary: You and Queen Ramonda have accepted that you can't be together but that doesn't mean everyone has

You grunted in pain when your body made contact with the hard ground. It was the fifth time Shuri had put you down this morning. After officially becoming the Black Panther it was decided that the Princess needed combat lessons. While Shuri did have some knowledge and skill in fighting. It was never her strong suit and that wasn't a problem when T'Challa carried the mantle of Black Panther, and was on the throne. But now it was her responsibility and she knew her fighting skills would need to improve immensely. Which is why Okoye and Ayo were the ones put in charge of training her, but last week Shuri requested a change.

Well it wasn't so much a request as a demand, because you really had no choice in the matter. When Ayo announced that your early morning duties would be exchanged for sparring with Shuri. You didn't see them as training sessions, considering just how much she had learned from Okoye and Ayo in such a short time period. The two of them were the greatest warriors of the Dora Milaje. You were arguably not that far from behind them, but still you knew it was more personal for Shuri than anything.

"Come on get up we're not done" Shuri demanded, holding out a hand.

You looked past the helping hand to see the subtle traces of anger in her face. She thought she was doing a good job on hiding her emotions, but for a trained warrior who had to be proficient in picking up on every little thing. You could see right through her attempts. "No, we're not doing this today."

Shuri frowned. "Doing our daily training sessions."

"You mean our daily y/n beatdowns because that's what this is, and we both know it. Alright Princess I mean no disrespect but can we stop acting like. This doesn't have anything to do with what happened between me and your mother." You said pulling yourself up into a sitting position. if you took her hand no doubt you would be back where you started in under ten seconds.

"I have no idea what you're talking about, this is all professional" Shuri lied.

"Then why switch Okoye and Ayo out for me?" You pushed her.

"It's simple really both Ayo and Okoye are Generals for Wakanda's Army, and already have a number of responsibilities. They have made me more than a capable warrior in the month they were in charge of my training. But I do still need to keep up with it so you, one of the best warriors in Wakanda, was the perfect choice to fill in for them." Shuri explained with a quick shrug coupled with a hint of boredom.

You had to give her the fabricated lie that she just came up with that actually made sense. You wondered if she had practiced that speech, and gave it to someone else. Like Okoye, Ayo, or even the Queen herself.

The Queen. Ramonda. Your former beloved.

Not a day went by where you didn't think about her. Not a night passed where you didn't dream of having her in your arms again. It had been two weeks since you ended your secret relationship with her, and still you wondered if your decision had been too hasty. You hadn't been in charge of personally guarding her since, nor had you been on guard detail for travel. Three days after breaking things off Queen Ramonda had to attend a United Nations council meeting. You assumed you would be going until Ayo revealed that your presence wasn't needed or wanted.

It hurt to know she was shutting you out of her life now, but you understood why. If Ramonda was truly going to heal and move on then the less contact she had with you the better.

"Shuri, stop lying, you know, if you wanted to punch me in the face for breaking your mom's heart. All you had to do was ask I would've gladly let you as long as you agreed to show some res-" Your voice cut off into a cry of pain as her fist connected with your nose. Your upper body flew back to the ground from the force of it. But it didn't feel like your nose was broken but there was blood pouring out of your nostrils from the hit."

"Shuri what the hell?" You exclaimed covering your nose with both hands in an attempt to control the bleeding.

Shuri held up her hands. "You said I could punch you if I showed some restraint."

"You didn't even let me finish talking."

"Well that's obviously what you were going to say" She pointed out with a head tilt. "I showed restraint stop being a baby."

"You also forgot to ask" You muttered under your breath. Somehow forgetting about her super hearing.

"Y/N would it be okay if I punch you in the face for ripping my dear mother's heart out of her chest?" She asked in a low and dangerous voice, but a look of mischief in her eyes.

You scrambled to your feet and backed away from her. "No way Shuri one punch was good enough. I'm sorry about your mom, okay."

"Why did you do it?" Shuri asked not trying to mask the hurt in her voice. While you and her weren't nearly as close as she was with Okoye. She was still pretty familiar with you, and had you as her personal bodyguard more than a few times in the past.

"I didn't want to be Princess but our relationship was inappropriate" You told her looking away in shame.

Shuri scoffed at your answer. "Who?"

"Your mother wanted to go public with our relationship, and you know the elders wouldn't have improved."

"So you're telling me their approval means more to you than your love for my mother" Shuri countered.

"For Bast's sake of course not but they would do everything in their power to tear us apart. Your mother is Queen but I'm just a simple guard Shuri. If they can't twist her arm they will twist mine, and I'm expendable." You explained turning back to look her in the eyes. So she could see the inner turmoil inside of you.

Shuri wanted to argue but didn't have one because everything you had said was true. If your relationship with her mother went public the decision would definitely be met with backlash. It wasn't fair Queen Ramonda had given everything for her country, and when she finally did get the chance to get a little happiness back. She couldn't truly have it because of people being stuck in the old ways of the world.

"I still love her Shuri and I always will nothing in the world will ever change that" You said, pausing to take a breath of exasperation. "But I just don't think we can really be together unless some changes are made."

Shuri's gaze shifted to the sky with a faraway look in them. The Princess was thinking, and you just hoped it wasn't about hurting you.

"I don't like y/n but I must admit you are right. Training session is over. I have other business to attend to." She told you after a few minutes of silence. Shuri turned around to head back into the palace with your eyes boring into her back.

The training session being brought to such an abrupt end confused you. Usually the session would last for at least two hours, but maybe she finally got all the pent up anger for you out.

The Next Day

Your theory was confirmed because when morning came today Shuri was nowhere to be found for the daily combat lessons. You waited for thirty minutes just in case, but it was unnecessary the Princess was hardly ever late. Even if she was, it would only be by a couple of minutes at the most.

You were on your way to take your usual guarding position at the entrance to the palace. When Ayo caught up with you right as you were turning the last corner.

"Go gear up you are needed for traveling duty we leave in an hour" Ayo ordered.

You blinked at her trying to figure out rather or not she was actually serious. "Is this a mission?"

"No, the Queen's presence has been requested at a meeting with the Americans." Ayo said turning to walk away afterwards but your hand reached out catching her by the wrist. Her head snapped back towards you with her eyebrows raised in warning.

Most Doras wouldn't dare to question the General let alone prevent her from walking away after giving out orders.

"I'm sorry General I'm just a little confused as all considering I've been demoted to simple guarding duty for the past couple of weeks. This change is very sudden and out of-"

"The Queen requested for you to be on this trip personally y/n. Now stop questioning me and get prepared to leave" Ayo said, cutting you off.

You don't know how you managed to turn around and began walking back to your stationed room. At that very moment after hearing it was Ramonda who asked for you, but your legs were moving. Maybe it was the fear of how Ayo would react if you just continued to stand there dumbfounded. Did your beloved finally forgive you?

The team was taking two hovercrafts to the U.S. one will be Ayo, Queen Ramonda, Okoye and surprisingly Shuri. The Princess usually sat these meetings out as she still preferred to avoid the actual political side of things. For the time being while she still could. The second one was for the rest of the Doras which you were piloting. You were slightly disappointed that you weren't with the Queen, but maybe this was all just professional with nothing personal going on. The Queen needed one more guard and you were the best option for her to go with. Ayo wouldn't dare bring some inexperienced new trainee along for something this important.

It was a two-hour trip to the country, and you guys landed in Washington D.C. the meeting would be held. At the Department of Justice with some government officials. The hotel the country had put the Queen in wasn't far from the building. Of course Ayo sent you and others ahead to scout not just the hotel itself, but the entire street. All of you knew this was another attempt to negotiate a deal for Wakanda to share. Its source of vibranium these types of meetings would be held at least three times a month by various other countries as well. Queen Ramonda wouldn't give them anything, but she figured it was better to at least show her face. Rather than outright turn them down if she at least heard them out. It would keep them from growing even more hostile than they already were.

The meeting wouldn't take place until tomorrow afternoon. Queen Ramonda decided to just retire to her room where she would reside till then. If she needed anything the Doras would be the only ones permitted to bring it to her. Heck you guys were the only ones allowed on the floor where her room was located.

"Go to the Queen, you are to be by her side for the entirety of this trip." Ayo told you as she was assigning each guard a position.

You frowned in confusion. "You already sent guards to be outside her room, and Okoye is in charge of the floor itself. Where will I be."

"I told you with the Queen," she repeated. A bit annoyed at you once again questioning her.

"But where with th-" You started.

Ayo shot your repetitive question down with a glare. She closed the distance between the two of you and placed her mouth to your ear. "We have reason to believe the Americans might attempt to assassinate Queen Ramonda. For that reason we don't want her to be alone for even a second. You are the only one here who has ever been allowed in her personal space without restriction. So it makes sense we want her relaxed and not worrying herself to death tonight."

Confusion was replaced with fury at the news of a maybe assassin wandering around trying to get to the Queen. You prayed the Americans wouldn't dare to be so bold. Because whoever they did send wouldn't be returned to them alive. Not this time.

"I won't let her out of my sight" You promised.

Ayo stepped back and nodded for you to go.

Your hand hovered over the doorknob in hesitation. Doubt filled your heart making you want to do nothing more than turn around and beg for another position. It was crazy how you had wished for this opportunity so many times. In the past two weeks after not being able to even see her, but now that it was here. You were scared of what the outcome would be.

Was she even alerted that you would be the one guarding her?

"Earth to y/n are you going to go in or not? You've been standing there for two minutes." Aneka called out to you waving a hand in your face.

You blinked a few times still trying to gather your thoughts, but you managed to answer. "Um yes."

Aneka shook her head pulling the door open herself before you could even think much of it. She gave you a gentle push and your feet were moving carrying you into the room. The door closed.

Of course they gave her the best room the hotel could offer. A grand suite no doubt but it still didn't compare to her room back in Wakanda not in size or beauty. The floor was covered in a deep red carpet. The king size bed was positioned in the center of the room topped with way too many pillows. The color scheme for the sheets and pillows were a brown mixed with red matching the carpet. The room only had two windows, one on the side of the bed. It was long and rectangular with the curtains still closed, and the other window was big enough it took up the whole left side of the room. Where there would've been a wall there was a window covered as well. A brown cushioned futon sat in front of the window.

There was a door off to the right side and it must have led to the bathroom. You could hear water running on the other side of it. Ramonda did always prefer getting settled in early in the day rather than late at night. Nearly two months ago you would be the one to run the bath water.

You figured for the time being she was perfectly safe in the bathroom, and didn't need you in there with her. So you stood awkwardly by the bed facing away from the bathroom door with a spear in hand. A few minutes of awkward and deafening silence passed or maybe it was longer. You couldn't really tell every second that went by right now was the longest in your life.

The silence was broken with a loud crash that ended with the sound of glass shattering, and a small scream mixed in. Panic seized your body as you realized that. You failed to check the bathroom for any possible entry points. The other Doras would've checked but they would assume you would as well. You were on your feet throwing your shoulder into the door with such force. The hinges were broken as the door flew open upon impact slamming into the wall behind.

You stepped into the bathroom in a fighting stance with your spear armed to jab an enemy through the throat. "My love" You addressed her unable to help the slip of the tongue.

"Y/N what are-" Queen Ramonda started but paused as she took in how your body quivered with fear.

"Are you hurt?" You asked her eyes scanning the room in a frantic search for the intruder.

"If you would take the time to look at me you would see that I am fine" Ramonda replied in a soft voice.

"It wouldn't be appropriate your Highness" You shot back nervously.

"Neither was calling me your love but you did it anyway."

"It was a slip of tongue. I won't do it again" You whispered.

"I'm decent y/n you can look" she reassured you.

Slowly you turned around to take in the scene behind. The Queen was half on the floor, and the edge of the giant round bathtub. In front of her small pieces of red glass shined on the white tiled floor.

"I simply slipped and reached to catch myself accidentally knocking the red vase down. I don't know what genius thought it would be a good idea to put it so close to the tub." Queen Ramonda explained pulling her towel tighter around her body.

It was hard for you to not stare as her beautiful brown skin glistened with water. But you were more focused on the red glass before her. "Did any of it get in your feet?" You asked in a hurried tone.

"No I'm fine" she insisted attempting to stand but you were in front of her in a matter of seconds. Your arms reached to pick her up but she placed a firm hand on your forearm. "What are you doing?" she demanded. A hint of anger in your voice as you were finally about to cross a boundary.

"I'm just going to carry you to the door, your Highness," You told her.

"There is no need I'm perfectly capable of walking," she argued.

"There is glass you have no shoes on, and could get some embedded in your foot. I can't let that happen." You argued back.

"I have eyes I can see the glass and therefore avoid it" Queen Ramonda pointed out.

"There could be tiny pieces naked to your eye just allowing me to carry you. What if it is poisoned glass or something? It would be a unique way to get to you."

"No one would possibly-"

"I'm your royal guard. It's my job to think of all possibilities and act accordingly." You said in a tone that was final.

Queen Ramonda regarded with a surprised look at your boldness. She knew bringing you on this trip would result in some personal feelings, but never did she think the two of you would end up here. "Fine but just to the door."

You nodded and then you were lifting her into your arms bridal style to carry her a short distance. She didn't wrap her arms around your neck instead. She kept the grip on the towel not wanting to risk it falling off or slipping even a little.

You set her down on the outside of the bathroom on the carpet floor. "Go get settled on the bed. I want to make sure none of it gets in your feet, or arms.

"It didn't" she sighed in annoyance.

"I could ask Shuri to come and check if you don't want me to" You reasoned with a shrug. Having to fight off the urge to grin as she glared at you now. You went back to clean up the mess and collect a few samples to pass off to Aneka. Ayo would have the glass tested to be a hundred percent sure it was clean.

Queen Ramonda was lounging on the bed with her feet laid out in front of her crossed over each other. She had switched out the towel for a black robe that was brought along with her from her wardrobe.

You took a seat at the bottom of bed and lifted her feet to place them in your lap. So you could begin the inspection for any glass. She didn't argue as you worked flicking at any fluff on her feet, but they would twitch at the ticklish feeling.

"I'm almost done" You told her after about two minutes.

"I told you nothing was there," she remarked.

You let your nail graze her foot from top to bottom with a smirk. She jumped at the feeling pulling her foot away, well she tried anyway. Your grip tightened keeping it right where it was in the line of fire. "You don't laugh much these days do you?"

Queen Ramonda raised an eyebrow at you daring you to do it. "Not much I don't have a lot of reasons too, especially nursing a broken heart."

Your grip faltered and she pulled both of her feet safely. "You know I still love you right." You told her to lift your head up to face her.

She nodded at your confession.

"It's not that I don't want to fight for us Queen Ramonda, but it wouldn't even be a fight for me at least. I hardly have any power or influence. I'm just a guard not even General."

"I could change that" she murmured barely loud enough for you to hear.

You let out a humorless chuckle at that. "But you won't and I wouldn't accept it when I don't deserve it."

"Well how about this instead." Queen Ramonda moved to crawl towards you. "I do think we deserve one more night together. I hated how the last one ended."

When you glanced down, having a clear sight of her marvelous cleavage. You gulped and quickly brought your gaze back to her face that was only inches away from yours. Before you knew it her lips were on yours, and even though there was a voice in your head telling you not to do it. What your body and heart wanted won over all rationality as your lips moved against hers in a slow and passionate kiss. She brought her hand up to cup your right cheek as this kiss went on and on. Until finally you pulled away slowly breathing hard and your eyes stayed close.

Ramonda pressed her forehead to yours as she got her breath back as well. "One more night" she pleaded breathlessly.

"I want to do more than anything but I have to stay focused, and I can't do it if we do that. I have to keep you safe" You whispered with disappointment. With a groan you captured her lips in another desperate kiss thinking it would be the last.

This time when the kiss ended she pulled away and settled back against the pillows. "Will you at least hold me then sthandwa? I have a long day ahead of me tomorrow, and would like a peaceful night of sleep."

"Is that an order entle?" You replied with a tiny smirk.

"No," Queen Ramonda answered.

You removed your shoes and some of your armor so she would be more comfortable laying against you. Then made your way to the other side of the bed to lay back on the mountain of pillows. You opened your arms and Ramonda wasted no time laying back into them. She hummed in satisfaction when you closed them around her, placing a kiss on top of her head. You wished her a goodnight and kept your eyes trained on the door.

Queen Ramonda slept for the whole night nuzzling herself deeper into your arms. It made you wonder if she was unconsciously making sure you were still there. You didn't sleep at all knowing the job was more important than rest. Early morning came and you managed to shift out from under her. At the sound of knocking on the door you took your spear in hand before walking over to open it.

Shuri was on the other side balancing two trays of various foods in both of her hands. You moved aside without question to let her in, and was going to step out to give them some privacy.

"Y/N you can stay, I actually need to talk to both of you," Shuri said. You came to a halt too, so look back at her a bit cautiously.

"It's nothing bad, come on" she encouraged you.

After the Princess annoyed her mother till she was fully awake and prepared to eat. The two of them sat on the bed enjoying the food with sunlight basking into the room. As the curtains were pulled back to let it in and you stayed on the couch in guard mode.

"So did you two enjoy your night together? Shuri asked out of nowhere

Queen Ramonda nearly choked on the juice she was drinking at the abrupt question. You thanked Bast the blushing on your face wasn't visible right now as you tried to keep a stoic face.

"There is no need to be so awkward. I know about you two already," Shuri continued, throwing a piece of fruit in her mouth. As if she was just trying to make casual conservation.

"Um Shuri I don't know what you think happened between us last night but nothing it did" Queen Ramonda told her.

"Oh trust me I know with my panther senses I hear everything doesn't matter where we are." Shuri replied, shooting both of you with a knowing look.

"Okay wow um I'm going to stand outside" You exclaimed once you realized what she was implying.

"Shuri" Her mother scolded her in disbelief

The Princess pretended to gag before bursting into laughter. "I should be the one offended. Do you know I couldn't stand to sleep in my own room for a month. The lab truly was my safe space with considerable loud music."

You were getting up to leave and demand Aneka replace you. Ready to not back down no matter what. If Ayo punished you then you got punished.

"Okay okay I'm sorry come back y/n please" Shuri chuckled. You turned back a bit unsure so you kept standing.

"But for real mother, did you not enjoy y/n's company?"

Queen Ramonda tried to figure out a way to answer the question without giving her feelings away completely. It would seem she took too long to conjure up a believable lie.

"Mother, stop trying to fool me. I know I'm young but I hope you don't see me as foolish. I see your love for her clear as day. There is a need to hide it. I mean who do you think ordered y/n to be on this mission and placed in your room last night" Shuri revealed with a shrug.

Both you and the Queen looked at her in shock. "Wait so Ayo was in on this?" You asked

"Of course she was, I mean it was her and Aneka who helped me conjure up the plan. Okoye didn't think we were right to be doing such a thing. She was worried the two of you wouldn't reconcile with each other as planned."

"And what if we didn't?" You pushed.

"Ha so the two of you did it worked" Shuri yelled pointing a finger at both of you.

"Shuri, it hardly matters what happened last night. I'm afraid that y/n is right and you know it as well. I already have to deal with these countries coming at us from all sides, and it's tiresome. I don't wish to fight the Council anymore than she does." Queen Ramonda said, catching your eyes with a saddened expression.

It broke your heart to finally hear her agree with you, but it was something that needed to be said. You gave her a tiny nod.

"You won't have to deal with the countries after today dear mother. Nor will the elders be able to hold the throne and your position over your head anymore. I will make sure of it" Shuri told her.

"How exactly do you plan on doing that?" She questioned her daughter.

"By taking the throne of course" Shuri answered. As if it should've been obvious.

Your eyes widened in surprise at her words. Could it really be so simple? And when did she make this decision? No was more shocked than Queen Ramonda herself who scooted over so she was sitting right beside the Princess.

She took her hands into her own and placed them in her lap. "Shuri, my beautiful and brave daughter. You are already the Black Panther and the protector of Wakanda." She said, bringing a hand to caress her cheek as tears swelled up in her eyes. "There is no need for you to take the throne now. You are too young and have had too much thrust upon you so soon already. I do love y/n and want to be with her but not at your ex-"

Shuri wrestled a hand away from her grip making sure to be gentle, so she could raise it to make her mother pause. "Mother, I know I'm half the age T'Challa was when he became king, and father held the position in order to give him more time to grow. But brother's ascension to the throne was still forced. I should've taken the throne when Namor came but I stood back and you nearly died because of it."

Ramonda opened her mouth to argue, but Shuri wasn't having it. "I want to take the throne and I will. Mother, it's time for you to rest and be happy for a while. You need it and you deserve it." She gave her hand a light squeeze as the tears started falling down her cheek.

Princess Shuri leaned forward to kiss her mother on the forehead. Then stood up to leave, grasping your hand on the way out. "I will make you her personal guard when I have the throne. No one will question me."

Both you and the Queen were in shock from what just transpired. Shuri paused at the door to say one more thing. "You can attend the meeting in a few hours if you wish to, but I will make my announcement there. I will handle any challenges once we return home." With that Shuri was gone leaving the two you of alone.

The room was quiet for a few minutes as you and the Queen just stared at each other. Wondering just how long Shuri had been planning this? Was it when you first broke up with her on the faithful night after the Christmas banquet. Was it after you told her the truth during the training session? It finally struck you that none of it mattered. Unable to hold back your need for her any longer you surged forward letting your spear fall to the floor with a loud clang.

You cupped her face between both of her hands and pressed your lips up against hers. There was nothing gentle or soft in the way your lips moved against hers, but she responded with just as much ferocity wrapping her arms around your waist. She brought you down on top of her rolling over so you were now under her. All without breaking the kiss, and you let out a moan having forgotten she possessed such strength.

"I only ask one more thing of you if we're really going to do this," Ramonda said, pulling away for a second.

You leaned forward to chase her lips but she pushed you back down denying you. "Yes sthandwa" You gave in.

"Marry me" she whispered in your ear.

"Is that an order?"

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[takeyaki]

lost echoes

shuri x fem!reader

summary: y/n and shuri were inseparable best friends, but an unexpected event causes a separation between them. perhaps y/n is involved in a dangerous mission or is believed to be dead. but shuri is determined to retrieve her no matter what.

warnings: light angst, hurt/comfort, fluff in the end :P

the sun hung low on the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over the vibrant city of wakanda. its technological marvels and lush greenery were a testament to the nation's progress and prosperity, but even here, shadows could loom in unexpected places.

y/n, with her determined spirit and unyielding courage, had always been shuri's closest confidante. they had shared secrets, dreams, and countless adventures since their childhood. it was a bond forged not just in friendship but in their shared love for wakanda and its people.

before the mission that would tear them apart, they sat together on a secluded balcony, the evening breeze stirring the leaves of nearby plants.

"i can't believe you're leaving on this mission, y/n," shuri said, her voice tinged with concern. "it's dangerous, and i have a bad feeling about it."

y/n offered a reassuring smile. "i know it's risky, shuri, but wakanda needs us to gather information about those weapon dealers. you've seen the damage they can do. i promise i'll be careful."

shuri's expressive brown eyes bore into y/n's, her worry evident. "just come back to me, okay? you mean the world to me."

y/n reached out to hold shuri's hand, squeezing it gently. "i will, shuri. we've faced worse together, remember?"

little did they know that these would be their last moments together for a long time.

the mission had started like any other. y/n was an accomplished operative, and her skills were crucial to wakanda's security. yet, the danger this time was unparalleled, and the information she needed to gather was elusive.

weeks turned into months, and as time stretched on without any word from y/n, anxiety settled in shuri's heart like a stone. she couldn't focus on her inventions or her duties as the princess of wakanda. her thoughts were consumed by y/n's absence.

one evening, shuri approached okoye, the leader of the dora milaje, in a dimly lit room within the palace. her voice quivered with barely suppressed emotion as she spoke.

"okoye, i can't bear it any longer. i need to know what happened to y/n. i can't just sit here and do nothing."

okoye, stoic as ever, nodded in understanding. "i will find out what i can, your highness."

and so, the search for y/n began. okoye utilized her extensive network of contacts, infiltrating secret organizations, and gathering any snippet of information that could lead to y/n's whereabouts.

months turned into a year, and shuri's anguish grew with each passing day. she visited the balcony where they had last spoken, tracing her fingers along the railing and staring out into the night. the moon's soft glow offered her little comfort.

finally, one fateful night, okoye returned with a piece of news. y/n had been declared missing in action, presumed dead. her last mission had gone horribly wrong, and the trail had gone cold.

shuri refused to accept this bleak fate. "no, she can't be dead. i refuse to believe it."

okoye's eyes were sympathetic, but her words were matter-of-fact. "we have searched tirelessly, your highness, but the evidence is undeniable."

shuri's tears flowed freely as the weight of her grief bore down on her. "i can't lose her, okoye. i won't allow it."

determined to find closure, shuri requested access to the mission logs and y/n's personal effects. she poured over every detail, every report, and every message, searching for any clue that might prove y/n was still alive.

the more she dug, the more the pieces of the puzzle started to fit together. there were inconsistencies in the reports, encrypted messages that seemed to suggest y/n had been taken captive rather than killed. shuri's hope was rekindled.

———

under the soft, starlit canopy of the wakandan night, shuri and y/n sat side by side, the tranquility of the hidden cave surrounding them. their hands are inches away from each other. for a while, they simply enjoyed the serene silence, each lost in their own thoughts.

shuri cleared her throat, breaking the silence, but her voice was a gentle whisper, carrying a profound weight of emotions. "y/n, i want to tell you something i should have said a long time ago."

y/n turned to look at her, her eyes filled with curiosity and affection. "what is it, shuri?"

shuri took a deep breath, her gaze never leaving y/n's. "you've always been my best friend, my confidante, and my partner in every adventure we've undertaken. but what i haven't told you, what i've kept hidden in the depths of my heart, is that you mean more to me than anyone else ever could."

y/n's brow furrowed slightly, her expression a mix of surprise and curiosity. "shuri…"

shuri pressed on, her words heartfelt and sincere. "you're the light that brightens my darkest days, the strength that carries me through my toughest battles, and the laughter that fills my heart with joy. you're everything to me. y/n, i love you. i have loved you for as long as i can remember, and i can't imagine my life without you in it."

y/n's eyes glistened with unshed tears, her heart feeling as though it might burst with emotion. she reached up to cup shuri's face, her thumb brushing away a tear that had escaped shuri's eye. "shuri, i… i love you too. i've loved you for so long, and i never thought you could feel the same way."

shuri leaned into y/n's touch, her heart soaring with happiness. "y/n, you've always been the missing piece of my soul. i was a fool to keep my feelings hidden for so long. but now, i want you to know, to truly know, how much you mean to me."

their lips met in a tender, unhurried kiss, a silent promise of a love that had withstood the test of time and distance. the cave around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the depth of their emotions and the truth of their love.

as they pulled away, shuri whispered, "y/n, you're the love of my life, and i promise you, from this day forward, i'll never let anything or anyone keep us apart again."

y/n's eyes shone with love and devotion as she replied, "and i promise you, shuri, that my heart belongs to you and you alone. no distance, no obstacle, can ever come between us again."

with their hearts entwined and their love declared, shuri and y/n knew that they had found something truly special, a love that was unbreakable, enduring, and destined to last for eternity.

———

the sun rose over wakanda, bathing the nation in a warm, golden glow once more. shuri and y/n emerged from the cave, hand in hand, ready to face the world together. their journey had been filled with pain and separation, but their love had endured, and they were finally reunited.

as they walked back to the palace, shuri couldn't help but smile, knowing that she had found her soulmate, and that their love was stronger than any obstacle. she whispered to y/n, "i love you more than anything in this world, and i will never let you go."

y/n's eyes sparkled with love and devotion as she replied, "and i love you, shuri, with all my heart. i will always be by your side."

their love story had been tested by time and distance, but it had emerged triumphant, a beacon of hope and strength for all of wakanda to see.

[dorabellingham]

MASTERLIST

Here you can find all the one shots from the account! I accept requests, but that doesn't mean I'll give them all.

I hope you like them and leave a like whenever you can :)

ps: I'm not very good at writing smut and you can call me Dora

🍒 - Fluff ❤️‍🔥 - Smut ⭐ - Angst

[🍒] Just like daddy

Where Jude takes your son to get his hair cut and they look alike.

[🍒] Passanger prince

When you're driving around Madrid and you tease him for not knowing how to drive.

[❤️‍🔥] Kind of night

When you meet at a club and end up making out in the bathroom. It's not completely smut.

[🍒⭐] I'm all yours

When you go to a Real Madrid party and he's dying of jealousy of you.

[🍒] Little midfielder

When he's hurt but your little boy wants to play soccer.

[⭐] Womanizer

Where false rumors of cheating arise and you end up getting hurt.

[🍒] Birthday boys

When he and your little boy have the same birthday.

[🍒⭐] My woman

Where after a serious defeat another player from the national team ends up verbally attacking you and Jude defends you.

[❤️‍🔥] Underwear

When you go to pick him up from training and things start to get heated on the way.

[🍒] Bother you

Where you guys plan to go out, but his brother has other plans, which involve disturbing you both.

[🍒] Dinner plans

Where you want to go out for dinner but have a spoiled baby at home.

[🍒] Tea time

When your little girl has a tea party and wants you to join in.

[🍒] Big boy - Jobe

In the middle of an english winter your boyfriend is big enough to keep you warm.

[🍒❤️‍🔥] Our first time

When you decide to have your first time in the guest room. It's not completely smut.

[🍒] Are you my daddy?

Where you are a famous singer and took your son to a show, but you didn't expect that he would think Jude was his father.

[🍒⭐] El clássico

After Real Madrid's defeat in the championship the only thing he wants is to find solace in your arms.

[🍒] Cuddly boy

A sick baby and an important game, all in the same day.

[🍒] Halloween

Just a fun night of scares with your boyfriend.

[❤️‍🔥] Honeymoon

When you get married and can finally have some alone time.

[🍒] First day of school

When you discover that you are not so prepared for your child's first day of school.

[🍒] Be like them

Where you want to change your hair to go out with other wags, but he doesn't agree.

[🍒] La liga

When he's really drunk and won't stop proposing to you on international TV.

[🍒❤️‍🔥] Provocations

Where your boyfriend is very focused on the game but you also want attention. It's not completely smut.

[thistlecatfics]

Tedromeda Rec List

I put together a Tedromeda rec list for an anon ask of @spindrifters, and I figured it ought to be its own post! I like messy, imperfect, bordering on toxic Tedromeda, and I especially love lesbian!Tedromeda so if those are not your things you may not vibe with this rec list and that's ok! But if they are -

Turncoat: in defense of andromeda tonks nee black, @ink-splotch (8.3k) 

“When her little cousin Sirius got disowned too, years later, Andromeda sent him a fruit basket.”

This fic was so big and so brilliant and the world building is so excellent. It made me cry. I had to triple check the word count in putting it here because it seems so much longer because it’s just so rich with life and detail. 

War, or Peace, or Whatever This Is, Slyboots (7.6k) 

“Fall in line, that’s the way, and never mind who gives the orders. Carrying on, that’s the British national sport.”In the aftermath of the Fall of the Ministry of Magic, Andromeda Tonks does what little good she can.”

I love a war time fic with complicated world building and no good choices. Really brilliant fic. The sharp, fast moving pace adds to the paranoid anything-can-happen-at-any-moment feeling of a coup.

In Memoriam, Bitterfic on LiveJournal (6k)

“When he was young, brash, he had said that the Muggle-born were as good as any purebloods, yet he had never doubted that Andromeda Black was infinitely superior to him. Even after twenty-five years of marriage, he never thought of her by his name, as Andromeda Tonks. She was to him always Andromeda Black whose voice cut through the darkness that night in the Forbidden Forest.” (cw: sexual assault, suicidal ideation) 

A brilliant haunting little fic from my favorite LJ writer from wayyy back in the day. Ted Tonks POV

Andromeda Liberata (133k+ WIP) (lesbian Tedromeda) 

“In which Andromeda Black cruelly betrays her sisters and sets in motion the total destruction of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black because she fell in love with a lesbian muggleborn.”

While it might be tacky to put your own fic in a rec list,  I’m quite proud of it :)

i don’t forgive you (but please don’t hold me to it) by evawrites (10k, T) (lesbian Tedromeda)

For Andromeda, the choice is not between the Dark and the Light. It’s not between Headmaster Dumbledore and the Dark Lord, not between Teddy’s family and her own. Instead, it’s between Bella and Teddy. Foolishly, Andromeda prays she’ll get to keep both.(She gets to keep neither.)

Dark and haunting and the contrast between Bellatrix and Ted is so well set up.

history books forgot about us by spindrifters (25k, E)

Andromeda Black meets Ted Tonks quite by accident, and it’s something like mischief at first sight. From the lost papers and mixed-up files of the marginalia universe, the complete history of a relationship that was never meant to happen.

This canon-divergent universe is everything, and these two recklessly in love kids are everything to me!

wherefore/evermore by @leftsidedown (150 words, T)

continuing the Great Literary Tradition of mad women writing villanelles

A poem!!

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And then some Andromeda-centric fic where Tedromeda is important but it's not really a shippy fic:

not like the rest of them by unspeakable3 (11k, T)

Sirius has recently followed in Andromeda's footsteps and emancipated himself from their family. This afternoon, the two cousins will reunite - and see each other for the first time in four years. Andromeda is nervous. Sirius is nervous. There is a lot they need to say to each other.

Imperfect runaways!!

we were sisters once (we have another love now) by Nefaria_Black (3k, T)

Dora is six and few things are more exciting than a day spent in Diagon Alley. Even if the street is packed with people. Even if she’s separated from her parents by the crowd Because Mother is easy enough to find, isn’t she?

Haunting fairytale vibes

The Waves by nanneramma (3k, M)

Andromeda is not sure if she got it right. But she tried.

Gorgeous canon-compliant character study

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And for those who like some Blackcest with their Tedromeda:

Clip, Ravel, Cleave by @vdoshu (15k, E)

Before Andromeda met Ted, she was a Black, through and through. While years later the story was told that she’d turned her back on her family’s dark ways, in truth, nothing was so simple.In the beginning, it was just Andromeda and Bella. And it was just the two of them until it was too much.

An all-time favorite featuring Andromeda and Ted meeting after Hogwarts and dark magic addiction and all sorts of dark goodness

[kavehater]

She’s a great alhaitham fic writer what can I say sighhhh

[bestfriend491]

Okoye and f reader. Reader admits her love for the beautiful general.

The Honour Would Be Mine

Okoye x Female Reader

Summary: You and Okoye have been friends for years. Since you were kids. You've been each other's source of support for so long, that the line between a friendship and a romantic relationship have started to blur. The only problem is that you haven't told her that you love her. Will you get to before she starts connecting the dots.

Mostly Fluff and slight angst

Warnings: very long 4k+ words

1.

Okoye didn't notice anything out of the ordinary about your friendship. You two had known each other for so long, after all. It was only expected that you would be close.

The other Dora Milaje could tell something was up with the two of you the moment that they saw the two of you interact.

The first day that you were in the palace, you had just retired as a war dog 4 months prior. Having almost lost your life on a mission, you decided to retire and work in another field. Luckily, Shuri was in need of a new weapons co-designer and technologist.

You studied both jobs while training to become a war dog so you were familiar and had the right requirements to work with her.

It would be a mentally taxing career, you knew that. With the mix of having to make weapons good enough to protect the whole nation, and also your deep perfectionism problem, you knew that this job would be just as challenging if not more challenging than your past one.

You were, however, very happy that you would finally be able to see your friend Okoye more often.

With her working with the Adored Ones, and you working with Shuri making weapons for them, you would probably see the person that you had secretly loved for years a lot more often.

Of course, she didn't need to know that this was the main cause for you taking the job offer, or the fact that you had only really quit being a war dog because of the way she reacted when you came back so injured. That was something that you wanted to keep to yourself.

With years of experience hiding your love for Okoye from her, you thought that you knew how to hide your feelings well.

Unfortunately for you, all of the other Dora saw right through you the moment you and Okoye crossed paths for the first time at the palace. They had all been going to their designated placements for the day, and Okoye had greeted you, choosing to introduce you to everybody else before the day's work started.

"Everyone, meet my good friend Y/n. Y/n this is everyone. That's Ayo, Aneka, Nailah…" Okoye named everyone as quickly as she could, and you waved and greeted accordingly. Though, halfway through, you stopped looking at everyone else and your eyes were back on Okoye.

Nailah looked at Ayo suspiciously, who gave the same glance to Aneka, and soon everyone except Okoye had picked up on the way that you felt.

Nobody said anything fortunately, not wanting to expose something that hadn't been accepted by the two of you. The only person brave enough to say anything to Okoye one day was Shuri.

You'd been there for about 3 weeks. Okoye had just come back from a mission in the Border Tribe and she was summoned to drop by the lab to talk to Shuri about how the new weapons developments were going.

She knocked on the door, not wanting to just enter unannounced, but Griot had already alerted Shuri of her incoming presence so the door opened for her automatically.

"Okoye! It's good to see you." Shuri greeted her, glancing her way for a moment before continuing with her work.

" Mmhm. Likewise." Okoye looked around to see you at a desk station on the right, working silently on something very small. You were in deep concentration.

"You wanted to see me?" Okoye questioned, after a long period of silence.

"Ah, yes. I wanted you to start sending me your weapons reports for the spear. Y/n has nearly finished everything that I needed done for her area so she's going to start off the new designs for the Dora Milaje for me." Shuri stated, now moving with a vile, leading Okoye following her to keep talking, walking further away from you.

"Oh, kulungile (okay). I'll do that as soon as I can." Just as Okoye was headed to leave, Shuri spoke softly, almost as if to not wake someone up.

"She really cares about you."

"Who?" Okoye asked, looking at Shuri with a confused expression on her face.

" Y/n. She barely goes a few hours without asking or talking about you." Shuri smiled, looking your way, causing Okoye to do the same.

You were still hyper focused on your work, fiddling with a program on your beads now.

"Oh, that's just Y/n. She's a very inquisitive and talkative person sometimes, you know. You get used to it though." Okoye responded, thinking that Shuri was merely expressing an unexpected characteristic about you. You didn't look like one to talk much, so it was shocking for some people to see that you talked a lot.

"Oh, no. I didn't mean it like that. She does talk, but it's only ever about you. I barely know anything about her, that's how much she talks about you. It's like listening to a concerned wife all day."

Okoye was taken aback by this. Nobody had ever said that before.

What was she talking about? You never talked about her, at least not as much as Shuri made it sound like. It was normal to ask about someone that much, wasn't it?

She didn't have much time to think about it though, because at some point, you had seen her and gotten up to greet her.

She pushed the previous thoughts out of her head, not seeing a problem with the amount that you tended to talk about her.

2.

It was 2 months later before the thoughts crept up in her head again.

The two of you had spent the weekend together, catching up with each other while roaming the streets of the capital city in the evening, when her stomach grumbled quite violently.

"Ingaba ulungile (Are you okay)?" You asked her, not sure why her stomach made that sound when she had just finished eating.

"Sorry, I didn't eat Breakfast or Lunch today, I was so busy." She tried to lie. Seeing your face, and also knowing that you weren't dumb, she looked away from you to avoid your displeased gaze.

"They give you time to eat, Okoye. And everybody seems to know that except you." You had walked around and hung out with a lot of the other soldiers over the last few months, and they all seemed to make time to eat. To you, it was only Okoye who never wanted to sit down and eat.

"Here, have the rest of mine for now." You offered and passed her your food, not wanting her to stay hungry.

"Thank you." She said, graciously finishing it in a few bites.

"Do you want to go back to my place? I have ingredients to make food in my fridge."

Okoye knew from your tone that this was more of a command than a question. You were going to drag her to your house to eat whether she liked it or not. And with how the week had been, she was too tired to try and fight you.

So the two of you headed to your house and enjoyed the food that you cooked. The woman could admit that you were easily the best amateur chef that she knew.

She wanted to take some of the food left over with her for the rest of the week, when you stopped her with a dismissive hand.

"You can't take this. If you don't like the food at the palace, at least let me make your food for you. It will be fresh." She looked at you, not believing that you would actually do that.

"You are far too busy with work to have time to cook that often." She tried to dismiss you.

"For you, I will always have time."

You sounded serious, and that worried Okoye a lot. You really didn't have time to do that, even if you wanted to, and there was no way that she was going to allow you to stretch your schedule that thin.

"Don't bother. I'll take these and be on my way." She took the food and reluctantly left, not wanting to entertain your ideas.

Much to her displeasure though, the following work week, everyday someone from the lab would come to her, and hand her food that you had allegedly made for her to eat.

"Y/n again? '' Aneka joked, sitting down and seeing the food that Okoye was struggling to finish. The latter nodded, looking at the food like she was ready to murder it.

"She really must love you, if she's willing to wake up at 3 in the morning to do this everyday. Even I wouldn't be able to do that for Ayo everyday." Aneka admitted.

"I tried to get her to stop, but everyday it's the same thing. People chasing me down to make me eat at her request. " Okoye didn't want to sound like she was complaining. I mean, she hadn't eaten this well in years and she didn't necessarily want it to stop, but it was becoming too much for her.

She got stressed thinking about eating now, and she was also getting worried that you were waking up too early for your own good, just to make her food that she didn't really need.

She didn't want to be a burden to you, but she knew that there wasn't much she could do.

Maybe she could try to talk to you.

3. 

"I just can't seem to get that one move right. It's really starting to bother me." Okoye, sat next to you on a bench in the training room. 

You listened to her while eating your dinner.

She had tried to tell you that you needed to stop making her food or she would stop eating it, but that plan had completely backfired, because now you just came to find her wherever she was, and you'd stay there to eat with her, which seemed worse than before as now she had only gotten you to spend even more time on her.

"What did Shuri say about the new additions to the spear? Are they nearly ready?" She asked. 

"Ewe (Yes). You'll have them in a week or two. We're just getting the finishing touches on them and then they'll  be ready for active combat." You said before you let out a yawn, trying to hide your clear feelings of exhaustion

Okoye tilted her head to the left, observing your lazy posture and deep breathing. 

You were not very well rested. 

"Y/n. You need to go to sleep. I can finish my dinner by myself today." You were ready to protest, knowing Okoye better than most. She wasn't going to eat if you left. Which is why you had to stay with her. 

You were going to wait until at least half of her food was finished before you even considered leaving, and right now, only about a quarter had been eaten. You didn't even need to tell Okoye this. She already knew your conditions from previous days where you wouldn't leave her, even when training had started. 

She had learnt her lesson then.

"This time I promise. I'll actually finish it." 

You stood up, fixing your clothes, before walking over to the centre of the room.

"I'll leave," you started. "If you just give me a few demonstrations."

Okoye raised an eyebrow. "Intoni? (What?)" 

"You've been talking about missing too many blindspots while training. I want you to show me a demonstration so that I know what is wrong so that I can tell Shuri to fix it." You lied again. You knew that you were going to be the one to fix it, but you didn't want to be too obvious. 

"Kulungile (All right)." So Okoye stood up and showed you her biggest problems with the spear. 

Staying true to your word, you let her take you to her headquarters to sleep for the night. This gave Okoye a little bit of hope that maybe things weren't as she thought. She didn't want you to cater to her and spend valuable time doing all of too much for her. 

4.

1 week later, Okoye was once again, eating her words.

"Hayi (No), Okoye, I'm pretty sure yours is the only one that does that." Ayo said, inspecting Okoye's new and improved spear, which seemed to come with an extra feature that nobody else's spears came with.

Shuri had been the one to go down and give everybody their spears back, after having them use spare ones for the past month while their ones were being upgraded.

While doing a few test runs together, Okoye had used her Kimoyo beads to look at signal footage of how her spear moved with her body, a feature that she had noticed while testing it the night before.

Everybody around was quick to come and ask her what that was, not having had that in their spears. Okoye tried to tell them that they all had to have it, since they all got the spears updated by the same person.

"Shuri?" She called the royal woman over, wanting to clear the confusion once and for all.

"Ewe (Yes)." Shuri approached, smiling at the feedback that she had been getting.

"Usebenze ngayo yonke imikhonto, akunjalo? (You worked with all the spears, didn't you?) "Okoye asked.

When Shuri nodded, Okoye smiled, having proved her point. But it was far too soon.

"Oh! Except for yours, Okoye. Y/ n did yours because she said you had some unique issues that she wanted to fix."

Everyone made sounds of conclusions as soon as your name was said.

"That makes this whole thing make so much more sense." Aneka said, gaining a few laughs from the others.

Okoye rolled her eyes, sick of the entire situation. She really couldn't get a win with you. Even when you promised not to waste your time doing things just for her, you ended up just doing them in secret.

She really just wanted you to not do so much for her. So she decided that you couldn't possibly be able to interfere if she never expressed a need for help to you.

Hopefully that would help you rest more.

5.

Okoye and Nakia breathed heavily, making sure that the last of the sudden attackers in the big building was gone.

They were in Chicago, helping Shuri gain some Intel on some newfound threats that had been roaming around, supposedly looking for a stolen vibranium item that they planned to use to create a replica of the substance. That was not good for anyone, as now there was a potential for many more threats if someone got their hands on this item.

No nation besides Wakanda knew how to use Vibranium properly so leaving it in the wrong hands was far too dangerous.

The mission turned south when the few threats turned into many, and the 3 had retrieved the item, but had made the threats very angry by doing so.

They had been trying to get home for a few days, but Wakanda's borders were surrounded and it felt like there were thousands of people in this secret gang, ready to kill them the moment that they tried to leave the hotel.

"We don't have anywhere else to go? Not one secret hideout that they wouldn't be able to find us in?" Nakia shook her hand at Shuri's question.

Too many people could know about Haiti, or even the other places that they had built outreach programs and hideouts in.

They were trapped.

"Wait. I might be able to know someone who can get us out of here." Okoye declared and immediately felt a shiver go down her back just thinking about having to do what she was thinking of.

"Y/n? " Shuri guessed, and Nakia raised an eyebrow, looking questionably at the way that Shuri mentioned her former war dog mission partner.

Okoye sighed, nodding silently. Saying a prayer to herself.

She had been trying to keep her distance lately, giving you more time to sleep and rest. You were still by all means a force to be reckoned with, but she had gotten you to loosen up more, so you hadn't done anything extreme for her in a while.

Now, she was going to have to ask you for the biggest favour that she ever had. And this one, she knew that you weren't going to like.

She rang your beads, because she knew that you were not in the lab today.

"Molo (Hello), Okoye." Your face came up, you were in casual wear, nothing fancy for a day off. You looked at the 2 other women standing next to Okoye, all 3 of them looking quite dishevelled.

"Oh. Molweni (Hello) Is everything going okay down there? You all look terrible." You said.

"Y/n. I'm sorry to even have to ask this. But can we please use C'Chowe. I know you don't like allowing anyone to use her, but we really need to right now."

You looked at the holographic Okoye in front of you, in complete shock that she would even mention C'Chowe in front of other people. This wasn't just spending your time and losing sleep on her.

C' Chowe was sacred and not something you mentioned outside of private conversations.

Her asking this was a lot, but she clearly needed it if she was willing to name her in front of others.

You sighed.

"I'll send someone to get you." You said reluctantly. There was hurt in your voice, Okoye could hear it from across continents, and she nearly shed tears at having to ask something so big of you. So she thanked you, and gave you your sacred 'We'll talk later' signal, before hanging up.

You both started to pack your bags.

Okoye looked at the two other women, who were still waiting for her to explain what exactly your all but clear call was about.

"Get packed." Okoye commanded, too anxious to be nicer in tone.

"Apho siya khona? (Where are we going?) " Nakia asked.

"And who's C'Chowe?" Shuri chimed in.

" I can't answer those questions, but it's safe. I promise." There was no protest .

One 6-hour flight and 2 fully dimmed car rides later, the 3 of them exited into an underground parking area, with spaces that led to a door.

Okoye led the way, using a key that she had been gifted by you years ago to open the door.

Upstairs, there was a fully weaponized house. Spears, swords, guns. You name it.

" This is C'Chowe. The one and only. We should be safe here. It's completely off the grid. "

Okoye led Nakia to one room where she went to call Toussaint and a few others while Shuri looked around the house.

It was nice, clean and fully equipped for battle, so there wasn't much to complain about.

But it felt forbidden. Like it was almost too secret. She didn't even know which country they were in.

"This is Y/n's sacred place. I've already broken one promise today, and I can't risk anything else going wrong, so I can't tell you where we really are. But we're safe and we'll be able to plan our return properly here." Shuri nodded, having learned over the months working with you, how important trust was to you. She knew that you must have had reasons for keeping such a random place secret.

"Intle (It's beautiful.)" She said in response, a silent declaration that she wouldn't ask any questions if she didn't need to.

"She really is." Okoye went to your bedroom, wanting to be close to something of yours for the night.

+1

Shuri woke up in the bedroom downstairs, to the sound of pots being taken out. She got out of bed and went to investigate.

There, she saw you making food while working with your beads on the table.

"Good Morning." She made her presence known.

"Your Majesty, good morning." You smiled and turned to look at her, ushering her to come and sit on the chair next to where your beads sat.

"I have tunnels that can lead us back into Wakanda undetected without opening the border to anyone." Shuri looked at the map of these tunnels, never having heard of them or any other way for people to enter Wakanda other than opening the shield.

Seeing that she wasn't saying anything. You tried to reassure her. "I'm having one of my old underground jets be sent here so we can just rest for the day and go back tomorrow."

Still, Shuri didn't say anything. You began to worry that she might be angry at you for not telling her about this place.

"When did you build this?" Nakia asked, coming down the stairs looking a lot better than the day before.

You looked up at her, not having the right words to answer her so quickly. You decided to check on your food while looking for the best way to tell her.

"I… I built it when I got lost on our first mission together back then. I built a small hut and started storing my weapons here everytime that I would have time after missions iIt eventually turned into this house. I only built the tunnels a few years after though."

You explained, taking plates out so that you could serve everyone the food that you had made.

"You did a really good job." Nakia nodded her head in approval.

"Ndiyabulela (Thank you)." You whispered.

You waited for Okoye to come down for an hour, the two other women eating outside while you waited for her to come out of your room.

You knew that she was there, and you knew that she was awake, so you decided to take the food up with you to talk.

"Ngena (Come in)." Okoye's voice came as you approached the door, having knocked yet, but she had heard you muttering things to yourself in Wakandan.

You entered to see her in casual wear, sitting on the chair by the window. You sat on the chair next to her, handing her her food.

"Greetings-"

" Good Morning-" You both smiled, her smile having hints of guilt wrapped around it.

"I owe you an apology." She started, staring out into the window.

"I would appreciate one, but no need right now. You needed it. "

The two of you sat in silence for a while before you continued.

"I'm just sad that this won't just be our place anymore. I wanted it to be just the two of us and this place in the future, you know."

Okoye scoffed, wanting to kick herself now, hearing you say those kinds of things. It reminded her of the day that she had received your alert of her beads and had used your tunnels to get here, only to see you severely injured.

She had persuaded you to quit right then, not caring that you loved being a war dog. And although you made it seem like it was your decision, she knew that she was the real reason that you quit.

She still couldn't see why you constantly gave up so much for her and yet still wanted her around.

"You sound so confident that you'd still like being around me in the future." She spat out, the venom in your voice directed more towards herself than to you.

"I'll always want to be around you, Okoye."

"But, why? I've been trying to get you to answer that question for years now and you never tell me. Who would like someone like me enough to give up this!?"

"Me, I would. I do. I love you enough to give this up."

Okoye turned to look at you, your eyes connecting while tears formed in both of yours.

"I love you, Okoye. I want to have you in life for the rest of my life, and if that means giving everything up then that's what I'll do."

You stopped yourself from saying more, as the tears forming were getting dangerously close to being full breakdown tears.

"I- I love you too." Okoye said.

"You do?"

"Yes. I want to spend my life with you too. I just don't want you to have to give everything up just for me."

You shifted in your chair, took her hand, and kissed it gently.

"Okoye, giving up everything means nothing to me if I get to have you. I just wish to ask if you'll be mine."

Then, Okoye kissed you and replied.

"The honour would be mine."

The End

And for that split moment, things were finally okay between the two of you.

Author's Note: That was long. 😅 I'm so sorry for creating a whole story for such a simple prompt, I just got a bit carried away. I do hope that you enjoyed though.

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[dragoneyes618]

What happened in Entebbe, Uganda, on July 4, 1976, was one of the happiest events in modern Jewish history: A group of Jews destined to be murdered was saved from its attackers.

The crisis at Entebbe had been precipitated on June 27, when terrorists of the Popular Front for the Liberation of Palestine hijacked an Air France plane to Uganda. The choice of country was no accident; Uganda's dictator, Idi Amin, was one of the few world leaders willing to go on record as an admirer of Adolf Hitler's treatment of the Jews. The hijackers seemed intentionally to evoke the association with German Nazism. Jewish and Israeli passengers were quickly separated from non-Jews in a manner reminiscent of the Nazis. Once they had their hostages on hand, the terrorists announced that they would murder the Jews unless Israel and other countries released fifty-three Palestinian "freedom fighters."

Israel entered into negotiations with the PLO, even as Israel antiterrorist units examined all possible military options for freeing the captives. Fortunately, Israel had detailed photographs of the Entebbe airport that had been taken several years earlier when a friendlier government was in power, and Israel had helped train the Ugandan Air Force. Israeli agents grilled the non-Jewish passengers who had been released, and learned many details about the terrorist operation, most important of all being the precise location of the hostages and the guards. On the afternoon of July 3, less than a day before the hostages were due to be murdered Defense Minister Shimon Peres ordered the rescue mission on its way.

The lead Israeli plane flew at a sufficiently low altitude to evade Uganda radar, then landed in a remote part of the airport. Three other planes followed. A Mercedes-Benz was lowered out of the first plane, with a hefty Israeli soldier inside made up to resemble Amin. The Israeli imitation of the usual Amin entourage confused the Ugandan and terrorists troops for several seconds. The Israelis burst into the terminal where the hostages were held, and within fifteen seconds killed the terrorists guarding them. Less than an hour after the first Israeli plane arrived, the hostages were flown out of the country. Unfortunately, one elderly Jewish woman, Dora Bloch, had been taken earlier to a Ugandan hospital. After the Israelis left, Amin had her murdered. Three other hostages were killed during the operation.

The commander of the Israeli force, Captain Yonatan Netanyahu, was the only Israeli soldier killed during the mission. He has since become one of the heroic figures of modern Jewish life, and a large selection of his letters were published posthumously in a deeply moving book.

On July 4, 1946 - thirty years to the day before Entebbe - forty-two Jewish survivors of the Holocaust who had returned to their hometown village of Kielce, Poland, were murdered in a brutal pogrom by their Christian neighbors. On July 4, 1976, over a hundred Jews who were about to be murdered were saved by the Israeli Army. More than anything else, Entebbe continues to symbolize for Jews the importance of there being a Jewish state. When they didn't have a nation of their own, Jews could be killed with impunity. With a state, for the first time in two thousand years, Jews who were threatened had a fighting chance.

- Jewish Literacy, Rabbi Joseph Telushkin, pages 347-348

[world-of-wales]

CATHERINE'S STYLE FILES - 2023

5 JULY 2023 || The Duchess of Rothesay attended the National Service of Thanksgiving and Dedication to the coronation of King Charles III and Queen Camilla at St Giles' Cathedral in Edinburgh.

Catherine was in -

↬ 'Mayfair' Blue Coat in Blue with Bespoke Details by Catherine Walker

↬ Bespoke Ascot Day Hat in 'Blue' by Philip Treacy

↬ Queen Elizabeth's Four Row Japanese Pearl Choker

↬ Princess Diana's Collingwood Pearl Drop Earrings

↬ Princess Diana's Three Strand Pearl Bracelet by Nigel Milne

↬ Scalloped Clutch in Blue (possibly L.K. Bennett's Dora Clutch)

↬ 'Rebecca' Pumps in 'Cobalt Suede' from Emmy London

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@dontruinmymorning had an amazing idea

I begged for permission to write it because OBVS. But then it went plotty because Plot Daemon & and now I suspect 10-30K, AU: canon divergence, multi-chapter fic that starts a little something like this:

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He did not recognize her. Okoye would have wept except she had shed all the tears she had for him three years ago. Instead, she pushed all those feelings into rage, into speed, into strength. The one with the lionfish headdress, who must have been another general, headed towards Riri and Shuri. Attuma led the charge against her.

She knew about their strength. She knew about their healing abilities. She also knew how to unlock their rebreathers. [Fight scene she takes off their rebreathers]

Attuma growled, touching the slash on his cheek.

"I call on the [Maya law of some sort look it up]," Okoye said in Maya, hoping she had the tones correct. "I have drawn the blood of a nacom. If you turn away, I will defeat you and you will be sacrificed before all of Wakanda. Hear me or have your dishonour known."

The lionfish general glared. "Who are you to call on the laws of Talokan?"

"Someone who knows them well enough," said Okoye. "Ignore me if you wish but you and the gods will know the truth. Will you dare anger them? After everything that has happened?

The lionfish general started to advance but Attuma held out a hand. "She knows the law."

"It does not apply to surface dwellers."

"I am not a surface dweller," said Attuma. "It was my blood drawn. Speak, Wakandan."

"Your king approached our queen and gave her a week to find this scientist. We found her in less time than K'uk'ulkan deemed necessary. Give us those remaining days to bring the scientist back to our country and create a true alliance between Wakanda and Talokan. Not this shameful broken promise as the Conquistadores do."

"You dare compare us to those monsters!" Lionfish snarled, knees braced to attack.

Okoye braced her spear. But once again Attuma held the other back. "Stand down, Namora."

"We were given orders," she said.

"What do you give us to ensure you keep your promise, Wakandan?" asked Attuma.

"I am Okoye, daughter of Gbohunmi, Head of Security of Wakanda. That makes me commander of all Wakanda's military, equal to the general of the Dora Milaje, second only to the queen herself. I will give you my blood promise that Wakanda will negotiate an alliance that will be fruitful to both our nations. If this is not so, I will give myself to you as sacrifice."

Namora and Attuma exchanged a look that Okoye understood very well. She and Ayo would often have such silent conversations. They were a team. She gripped her spear. Behind her, Shuri began to stir.

"I accept your blood and your negotiation, Okoye, daughter of Gbohunmi," said Attuma. He drew out an obsidian blade from his belt and held it out to Okoye.

Okoye recieved it with both hands flat. It was short, not more than six inches long, and very narrow, almost like a large needle. He probably used it to cut himself for his personal rituals. She held her medical bead over it, and gave it several passes of the disinfecting beam.

"What is that?" Namora asked.

"I am cleaning the blade," said Okoye. "I will not make this bargain only to die of infection. Bast only knows where this has been. I am not poking myself with something that has jabbed your genitals."

In the end, she went with the vein in the crook of her left elbow, visible and causing minimal damage. She disinfected the area with the kimoyo and poked. Her blood flowed easily into the grooved obsidian blade. Just as it dripped off the end, she pulled the blade out and offered it back to Attuma, bending her elbow to staunch the cut.

"I will see you by the end of the week," said Okoye. "Any more attacks on Wakanda or its people, and you will see how paltry your numbers are compared to our wrath."

Attuma curved the fingers of his hands, pointing one up towards the sky and the other down to the sea. "Until then, Commander Okoye, daughter of Gbohunmi."

She watched, one arm still crooked, the other holding her spear in ready position, until they all boarded their whales and the waters of the Chicago River stilled again. She needed to talk to the Queen. What they had planned three years ago needed to be enacted.