#riri wiliams x reader

[gay4harm]

Who is she?

Pairing: Shuriri x reader

A/N: so I know I said I was doing a fic for shuri but once I started it I could not finish it lol. This will be a series but I don't know how I feel about so we just gonna start with this first chapter and if yall like it then I'll keep writing for it. Enjoy

Shuri knew about Riri's secret life

she knew of her dangerous lifestyle and the team she rolled with

she knew of the young avengers and most of all she knew about you. She knew of your beauty, your determination and the way you carried yourself. She also had heard of what you and Riri had been through.

She knew you two were close and about the kiss you had shared

well, multiple kisses

and how you guys had almost reached third base but Shuri didn't mind.

Riri and Shuri had talked about it

If the opportunity had came up where Riri and you were going to have sex then Shuri wanted Riri to take it

and obviously tell her all about it after.

Riri had never told you about hers and Shuri's relationship when you guys had first started out.

You guys weren't in a relationship and you guys still weren't

But now you and her were starting to get serious and you were starting to fall in love.

Which was your first time

But Riri saw this and she knew it was time for you to meet Shuri and hopefully expand your relationship

So that's how they ended up in this situation

Riri taking Shuri to meet you and her friends; people she had considered family

"Riri are you sure about this? What if they don't like me? What if she isn't open to it? What if-"

"Shuri, baby chill, they gonna love you, I promise." Riri reassures Shuri, she expected her to be a little nervous but she knew you would love her.

Being the leader of the group of misfits you called family was the best thing that could have happened for you.

Well that and Riri

You had never met anyone like her

She was kind and gentle, she cared about you

which you couldn't say for a lot of people

You and Riri had been through a lot, you've fought for her, killed for her and she's done the same for you.

You wanted to take things slow, just so you could make sure it was real. You didn't exactly have a lot of good experiences with people.

You didn't have any family

well actually you kind of did

correction; you had family they just didn't know who you were, just how you had forgot about mostly everything but thankfully your memory was coming back and you were happy, you didn't have any unnecessary drama and things with Riri were great

They were so great that tonight you wanted to tell Riri you loved her

You and everyone else were getting ready to train outside when your favorite person came into few with someone behind her, you recognized her face. The curly hair with shaved sides was familiar, her sharp jawline and charming smile was something you had sworn you had seen, same as the tribal tattoo that was adorned on her hand, you just couldn't put your finger on it.

Riri spoke up as she walked over to everyone

"Yo wassup" Riri exclaimed as she went to dap up Elijah, or better known as Patriot or more like a knock off of Sam Wilsons Captain America. "How you doing Williams, college life treating you right?"

"I guess, you know my professors be on something."

Riri walks around greeting everyone before she got to you last. "Hey ma." She wraps her arms around your figure and you bend your head down to stuff your face in Riri's neck allowing you to smell the lavender and amber she mostly wore.

Her butterfly locs pulled back into a ponytail which showed off her bare face, it was a little chilly in oregon, the place where you had been getting calls about a creature that would visit random towns at the same time in the night and wreck the place, even going as far to hurting a few people and even successfully killed two people.

Riri's cropped puffer jacket made sense, she paired it with a cropped black tee and gray joggers with a chain dangling down her neck, pulling the whole outfit together. She pulled away from you to walk back over to her friend, which is what you had hoped they were.

"Um who's your friend Ri?"

"You seriously don't know who that is?" You looked over to Kamala with a confused look, you had never met nor seen this person, or at least that's what you though. You weren't sure.

"There are sadly a lot of things I don't know."

"That's Shuri Udaka" You slowly shook your head, clueless. "She's the black panther and the queen of Wakanda" You gave an even more confused look. "Oh?"

You turned to Riri as she spoke up"This is Shuri, she's my girlfriend."

"Girlfriend!?" You realized how loud you got and corrected yourself as everyone looked at you. "I-I mean girlfriend? You never told us you had a girlfriend Riri" You looked at her with to many emotion to name.

How could she do this?

String you along as if she didn't have a girlfriend this whole time.

especially with someone as attractive as Shuri and she was a literal queen?

You couldn't believe it

Why would she bring her here?

"I do hope it's ok that I'm here, it's just- Riri talks about you guys all the time and-"

"Oh really? Cause she's never said anything about you." Even though you were talking to Shuri you stared at Riri the whole time. Maybe it was to see if her face would say something her mouth didn't but as you looked her blank expression didn't change.

As Shuri talked you couldn't help but interrupt.

"So Shuri how long are you staying?"

"Oh well I cleared my schedule so I could spend time with Riri and get to know all of you."

"Oh your staying overnight?"

"Well I hope thats not a problem"

"No its just- we kind of have an important mission that I've been working on for about a week, I'm surprised Riri didn't tell you knowing as she did help me on it a bit."

"Oh well I can always help if you guys need it."

"It's not that kind of mission, I worked really hard on it and-"

"Yo Y/N chill she just wanted to help, I'm the one who told her it would be cool" You turn towards Riri and scoff lowly. "That doesn't matter Riri, you can't just call the shots around here, your not the leader of this group." Riri steps closer to you as if you had said something wrong. "Since when has that mattered? It ain't even a big deal."

"But that's just the thing Riri it is a big deal, you can't just decide whether something does or doesn't happen." By now you and Riri were face to face. You had never gotten this upset at Riri but why wouldn't you be, she had lied to you and not only was she in a relationship, she brought her girlfriend to meet you and your guys friends.

Before Riri could say anything else you walked away but not before giving Riri the most dirty stare you could muster.

How could she just play in your face as if all of it meant nothing?

You just need to get your mind off of it.

what better way to get your mind off something than killing a bloodthirsty monster?

A few hours had went by.

You and the team were all ready, Shuri would have to stay in the ship but she said she was fine with it.

You all had just arrived to the last town on your list.

As you and the team rode up, the air was still and everything was quiet, not a soul to be seen.

"We should split up and look around, if you see anything do not engage, just notify everyone on your comms. Alright?" Everyone nods and you all head in your own separate ways.

You walked around, the cold breeze sending a shiver down your spine. There was no one around, it looked like a ghost town.

But why would a creature with cruel intentions go to a place with zero people?

You had spent at least half and hour checking in on everyone, walking around and waiting but nothing happened, you looked at your watch, 7:00 on the dot. The sun was starting to go down and it became colder, you reach to tell everyone it was time to go but before you could the ground shook which didn't make any sense, it didn't feel like an earthquake. It felt as if someone was stomping on the ground.

But who or what would be big enough to do that?

You turn to see a big boulder hurdling in your direction but you moved out the way just in time.

You look around when you see it.

A 10 foot mucky green blob

or at least thats what you thought it was until its arms and head began to take form, the creatures body looked like a man but its head resembled that of a lizard. Its skin was made up of what look like slime and instead of feet it slithered around.

The creature didn't seem to notice you and to keep it that way you slowly backed up and as you did you heard it before you saw it. The sound of a twig being stepped on and the gasp that was awfully loud brought the attention of the slimy beast and as soon as it saw you it lunged forward ready to attack.

You draw out your shiny gold sword but before it reached you the sound of something else ripped through the air

or better yet someone else

Teddy or better known as Hulkling another version of the Hulk yelled out "Hey why don't you pick on someone your own size!?" His shapeshifting really payed off as he grew ten times his size

the creature took this as a challenge and began to shift over to Teddy, it reached into its chest and as it took its hand out, the once dark green color that was its skin was now lighter and it appeared to be glowing, its now neon green slimy hand began to drip down and as it hit the ground the once live green grass turned black and dead, you realized what was about to happen.

Before the slime monster came up to Teddy you yelled out, "Teddy wait don't let it touch you!"

He looked over to you but before the words could process a glob of slime was flung onto Teddys arm as he fell due to the burning sensation, his skin burned and it was evident in the way part of the skin on his arm began to melt off.

His cries and screams tore a hole in your heart as it gained the attention of everyone else.

of course everyone's first instinct was to charge forward but you stopped them. "Wait no! don't touch it!"

"How are we supposed to kill it if we can't touch it?"

"I-I don't know but Teddys hurt we have to get him out of here"

You walk up, hoping you can slip pass it and help teddy but before you can it turns around and without another thought it rushes towards you and you step back but not without tripping on a rock that you could have sworn wasn't there before.

You couldn't even get up before you had heard a voice, it wasn't anything familiar, it was deep and rough, you could hardly make anything out of what it was saying.

You froze, stuck in place as the monster inched closer to you. Its not like you could fight this thing, you didn't want to risk touching it but that wasn't the only reason why you couldn't move.

Its eyes, they were neon green, a light and vibrant color but the only thing in those eyes were pure darkness

It hypnotized you, it felt.... normal or maybe normal wasn't the word more like familiar, like the evilness it carried felt right.... it felt comforting

It was wrong but why did it feel so right?

It spoke, this time more clearly

Y/N L/N, you may think what your doing is good, that your a hero but you'll always be a killer. Its in your blood.

You had completely forgot where you were at, the thing in sight was the creature and its haunting presence, its words ringing in your ears.

That was until the entirety of the monsters essence was now all over you

you look over and you see Kate Bishop lowering her bow, you would assume she's the reason it blew up

It wasn't just you that got splashed, everything and everyone was now covered in sticky slime but at least the monster was gone and it was all over

or so you thought

A/N: Sooo how we feeling? Is it good is it bad? Please lmk cause I already have the story in mind and I really hope y'all loved reading it just as much as I loved writing it.

Feedback is most def appreciated so please let me know how y'all feel.

[prettymrswright]

you don't even know

pairing: stem•riri ᢉ𐭩 black!fem•reader

background: you and riri have been in a situationship for longer than either of you'd like to admit. when one of you decides that you no longer want to play this game of tug-of-war, it creates a rift in your dynamic. this tension creates distance & avoidance between the two of you--moreso on her end. the 2 of you still attend an non-cancelable trip to Cayman Islands and revisit what led you here in the first place. contains: angsty fluff, dramaaaaa, smut(18+), mary jane, passion, strap!kink, n!pple!play, girl just--filth. taglist: @dejaonline @kisskourt @inmyheadimobsessed @saintwrld @sapphicvqmpires @koffeesfancy @naomis-daydream @euph0ricx0 @icespiceluvr

note: it has been.. forever and a day, hey y'all! been inspired + in the mood to write lately, so this is a cute re-introduction preview <3 there are many more ideas where that came from. writers & readers + ovulation week unite!!!

Walking over to the draped, gliding patio doors, you part the sheer, sangria-red drapes and clip them to their hooks, exposing all morning shadows with the early morning sunlight. You developed a keen morning routine to stabilize your state of mind, but somehow waking up on an island did half the work for you.

You step out onto the balcony, hot cup of ginger tea in hand, taking in the crisp, dawn air, and observe all the beauty around you. You were always swarmed in work, and as much as you loved what you did, it was nice to be away from it for a little bit.

You sat cross-legged on the balcony and placed your tea cup down beside you & took down the perfectly pearled j you rolled for yourself from behind your ear. Nothing paraded through your ear canals but the sound of the lighter flick & the breeze blowing the waters as you drew a long smoke and french inhaled.

As relaxed as you began to get, you were constantly disrupted by the rolling in your stomach, anxiety controlling the functions of your organs.

You & Riana Williams— this back and forth. You'd had enough. I mean, there wasn't anything stopping the two of you from being together. Well-- nothing but your fear. She was perfect. You never met someone who mirrored your energy, who charmed you, who encouraged you as much as she did. The answer seemed more than clear. Yet, any time the conversation of commitment arose, it'd be left fallen onto deaf ears.

You wanted to give her commitment--you wanted to be with her. But you couldn't help to wonder; How does she even know? That this--you-- were what she really wanted? That you'd even be what she expected of a girlfriend? You'd only been close to being in love one time, and when it ended, it almost destroyed you. So you stayed buried in your work. No idle time to have your mind running rampant.

You tried to explain over and over, in each way that you could. To get her to understand you were physically not sure if this was something you could take on. All it sounded like to her was excuses.

And it drew you apart. She started being cold, distant. Your sweet, sweet baby, slipping through your fingers like the sand grains that made up this beach in front of you. Not a smile, not a 'baby', nada. You deserved it. Though, no matter how much she kept guarded, you could see the hurt in her eyes. Not only did you no longer want to drag her along, but the thought of no longer having her in your life made you want to vomit.

You drew another pull, ghosting this time, and closed your eyes. You were here on this beautiful island, and the only thing that inhabited the cabin air was hard, cold tension. All you wanted was to hear her say your name. To kiss you softly. To rest her gentle touch on you--over you. The more you visualized, the more it felt real.

You open your eyes and are met with taps on the shoulder from the small girl, who you perceived to still be in slumber. You shuddered at the almost foreign-feeling contact.

"Hey." She shortly began. "Good morning. We gotta start getting dressed, everybody's heading down to the lobby."

Without awaiting your response or acknowledgement, she turns over her shoulder to go back inside.

You quietly sighed in emotional pain. If you were honest, you weren't up for being around a bunch of other couples today. You wanted to enjoy your trip, but at what cost. Your misery without Ri's normal over-attentiveness stripped all of your enthusiasm. You decided this was the end.

"Hey, can we talk?" You leaned up against the side of the balcony door frame, spliff still in hand, arms and ankles crossed. You actually didn't know how much more of this you could take.

Ri stopped in her tracks and turned around to face you, raising her eyebrows, awaiting whatever circle of a conversation the two of you were getting ready to get into this time.

"Wassup?" She asks, her voice decorated with nonchalance.

You began to fidget, fighting to construct the words to express how you felt. You didn't want to be insensitive to her feelings, but if you held in any more words, you were sure to begin to choke on them.

Her eyes, which were once dull and annoyed, begin to twinkle as she scanned your figure. Your curly ginger fro was wild all over, just how she liked it. Your grey crew-neck WKNDA University sweatshirt, custom cut by you, hung off your shoulder, exposing your golden brown skin and pretty collarbone. Your navy blue, spandex shorts hugged your hips and outlined your frame. And when she got back to your face--God, your gorgeous face-- her knees began to buckle. Your dark brown eyes, sheltered with such long, pretty eyelashes, your perfect, pouty lips, your heart-shaped head.

But seeing all your pretty features orchestrate into expressions of sadness, made her want to curse whoever created boundaries.

She wanted to say fuck it, and fall right back into you. But how could she then be taken seriously? She wanted to feel valued, like you wanted her, without question. She got being scared, but how could your fear precede your love, when she'd gladly risk crashing and burning if it meant she got to love you?

She wanted you to want her, to need her. Without anymore of her personal influence.

"I don't like this," you began.

"Don't like..?" Ri pretended to act clueless, just to really make you say exactly what you meant.

"This!" You move your pointer finger back and forth in-between you two. "This awkwardness, this--emptiness.."

She looks around at something to focus on before settling on the ground. It'd be easier to stand firm in her decisions without looking you in the eye.

"I don't know what to say." She says as a bone-chilling silence follows.

How could this be? You ALWAYS knew what to say.

"Say something," You plead. "Anything."

Her text-tone went off, a text-tone you had never heard before, making you furrow your eyebrows in intrigue. She raised her phone up to her gaze, her phone light highlighting her stern-features. She walked up to you without breaking eye-contact with her phone, taking the spliff out of your hand and drawing a pull. She exhaled the long smoke, sure to blow out of your direction and plainly replied,

"They're waiting downstairs."

She puts the smoke out on the cabin wall before turning to leave and dropping it in the ashtray on the kitchen island counter.

"Who was that, who just texted you?" You began to follow her. You had an idea of who it could be.

"Morgan." She replies, still attempting to leave.

You run past her and block the door.

"Are you serious?" You frantically scan her face, waiting for her to give you the punchline, though you knew it'd never come.

She looked away and your acrylic nailed fingers forced her jaw to turn and face you. She shuddered under the touch, jaw clenching in your hand.

Morgan was someone who’d been hanging around your friend group. A friend of a friend. A friend who’d been getting rather close to Riana, and whereas you don’t normally get jealous easily, you couldn’t help but to notice her holding more and more of her attention.

“Oh is that your girlfriend now?” You asked, semi-joking, semi-serious.

She dropped her head in reaction to a low belly chuckle. “No, she is not my girlfriend. And neither are you.”

Ouch. Fair.

“I know,” you back down, using your best attempts not to be a hypocrite. “You two just seem to be spending an awful amount of time together.”

She stepped closer to you, now backing you up into the wall.

“You gonna do something about it?” She says lowly, teasingly, staring directly through your pupils.

Your entire body heated up, simultaneously as any response you could’ve given froze and melted away in your brain.

Through a smirk, she scoffed. “Thought so. Now if you could excuse me,” She placed her hand on your waist in an attempt to move you out of her pathway, and a low moan involuntarily slipped out of your mouth.

“Baby..” You whined, grabbing her wrist. “Please.”

She borderline-snatched her hand away from you and took 2 swift steps back.

“See– that, why do you do that?” Ri shook her head as if she was trying to shake any lingering thought of you out.

“What am I doing?!” You threw your hands up in defeat, seemingly truly clueless.

“You keep drawing me into you and winding me back up, just so you can tell me you don’t want to be with me–” You cut her off, hoping to put this rumor to bed once and for all.

“I DO want to be with you, I’ve always wanted to be with you–” You step forward enough to replace the space she created.

“So why aren’t we together then, Y/N/N?” She asks, irritation lacing her voice.

Your eyes began quickly to fill up with tears as you felt your frustration and fear begin to rise to the top again.

“I’m just–scared,” You start fidgeting again, eyes shifting around the room.

“Scared of what?!” She threw her hands up, tired of hearing the same thing.

“I just don’t want to hurt you, I love you,” You say sincerely, the shakiness vibrating your vocal chords.

“Look at me, baby!” She 4-finger points to her chest, putting her vulnerability under the spotlight. The young engineer’s eyes begin to water and streak down her pretty, plump cheeks. “I’m already there. Hurting. Burning. For you.”

You knew it was selfish. To demand her attention, her affection, when you yourself told her she was free to do what she pleased. But it was only to let her know that she was not a caged animal and she was not your property. But you couldn’t help but to think you were making a mistake that would very soon–if not already– be irreversible.

Hearing her exclaim her feelings for you so passionately ignited something in you that you’d been avoiding for a long time. It was at that moment you realized that no amount of ‘safety’ would protect your heart from the pain you would experience being without her. If she could endure such ache and still have the space to be warm, gentle, and kind, you could too. After all, that is what you truly wanted.

“And I feel like I’m burning all by myself. I feel like I deserve more than that.” She swiftly wipes her tears and picks her things back up to head out.

You take her things out her hand and slip her opened button-down, down her shoulders.

“Stay,” You plead softly, slightly above a whisper.

“No, Y/N, I can’t keep doing this.” Verbally, she fought, but physically she was crumbling under your touch.

“I want to be with you.” You start.

“Y/N,” She begins, ready to dismiss it.

“I want to be committed to you. Only you. I was being foolish, I know this now.” You admit, chipping away at all walls you may have previously built.

Her glossy eyes looked at you with longing, wanting so badly to believe you.

“I’m burning, too.” Each word you spoke hooked onto the strings of her aching heart. “And I hate that I ever made you feel like I was ever watching from outside the furnace.”

And so she began to fall again. Into you, with no regard for precautionary function, as promised.

“I’m sorry,” You began to sob, and she held you close to her chest, softly hushing your cries.

Keeping one arm wrapped around your torso, she slid her other hand up the back of your head, grabbing a handful of your curly mane and pulling your head back, kissing you soft and deep. You shut your eyes, feeling a wave of relief and fulfillment wash over your body.

Her touch made tears flow more rapidly through your shut eyes. You moaned in each other’s mouth, the two of you yearning for one another’s embrace all the same.

She released her lips from yours, giving you traveling kisses down your neck, and around those collarbones she so-loved to see exposed. Quickly, your aching love began to alchemise into arousal. You wrapped your arms around her neck and without taking her lips off of you, she picks you up and places you around her hips, walking you over to the orange loveseat placed in the common area.

Sitting on the couch, she placed you straddling onto her lap, still attacking your skin with her lips, rolling her tongue all over you. One hand rested above your ass, the other hand wrapping around your neck like a necklace, pulling you in for another, slow, sloppy kiss. Your hips bucked in excitement, your erect nipples poking out of your thick sweatshirt.

She takes heed to the cues your body gives and pulls and slips your top up and over your head, exposing your small, perky breasts. She lets out a shaky breath at the sight of you, as if it was the first time. She took one of your erect nipples into her warm mouth, softly sucking, tugging, nibbling on it. Raising her pointer finger and thumb up to your parted mouth, she lubricates them with your saliva and rolls them around your other nipple.

“Mmm,” A soft moan escaped through your lips, feeling every sensation. She knew your body so well. So intentional with every move.

You held the back of her head as she made figure 8’s with her tongue, moving her with the motion. With a final tug, she popped the small button out of her mouth, a string of saliva connecting it and her lips. She scans your torso/chest one more time before bringing her gaze back up to your face, adorned with pleasure.

“You look so fucking good, ma.” Ri expressed fervently. You smiled brightly, studying her hungry facial expressions, knowing what the two of you had gotten yourselves into.

She reaches down and presses her thumb through the outside of your soaking shorts, which were now clinging to your center.

“Oh,” She breathed out in surprise. “This can’t all be from just now..”

“I missed you.” You confess, leaving a lingering stare into her eyes.

Her gaze softened up, in what felt like a bit of pity as well as guilt. She didn’t regret setting boundaries, but she felt she’d been a bit harsh. She hated being like that with you. It had been hard on her too. She didn’t truly intend to make you suffer.

“I hate fighting. I don’t want to fight anymore,” You told her, feeling the waves of your emotions start to gear back up.

“I know baby, I do too.” And there she went. Your sweetheart. Soft, gentle, sensitive–to you. I’m sorry for being a jerk.”

“You don’t have to apologize, you haven’t done anything wrong,” You assure her.

“I do.” She lays you on the couch and slides your bottoms off, spreading you open, exposing your glistening center. She teases you, kissing down your thighs, all around your labia majora, and minora, softly placing grazing kisses onto your clitoris.

Each kiss she places, you twitch underneath. Gasping at the contact of her lips and your soiled skin. Pinning your thighs back to your chest, she fully opens you up, making room for her to begin her devouring. She tongue kisses your clit, gently tugging at the end of each kiss.

You began to see stars, overwhelmed by bliss. You didn’t even care for head until she got to you. Each mouth movement from her felt like true, bodily worship. And even now, it was all the more intense. She was apologizing.

“Ri,” You drew her name out, back arching off of the soft surface where your body laid.

She moaned in bliss in your center, taking in all your sweet, sticky flavor.

“Yes, baby,” She rose to speak, and back into you she swam in the depths of your overflowing sea.

She was so sweet, so gracious. It drove you insane, how well she could send you into overdrive with her words alone, nevermind touch.

She hungrily rocked her flattened tongue against your soft spot, holding your legs in place still, gold-grandfather ring decorating her right hand, which was currently digging into the skin of your thighs. You gripped the plush couch so tight, your fingernails began to perforate the threads and fabrics. You lifted your head to watch her at work, and the sight of it was entirely too much to bear.

“Ooh, shit,” You cried out, attempting to close your legs, but her grip was far too strong. It was too much, and simultaneously you could not get enough.

“Mm, mm” She hummed, in a no, tone, inside of you. “I’m not finished.”

“I can’t,” You cried. If she went any longer, you’d combust.

“But you taste so good, princess.” She praised you. “Just a little more, please.” She pleaded, making you weak with her tone of eagerness. How could you deny her?

She continued to attack your clit, slyly slipping in two fingers, one of which carried that ring you loved to see her wear.

“Fuck!” Your cries continued as the genius doubled your sensation, slowly massaging your walls with her length. She pumped steadily into you, bringing out more of your liquid with each drawback. Before it could fully slide down your split, it was already into her mouth and flowing down her throat.

“Oh my god,” You breathed out watching the love of your life in all her raw, raunchy filth that you so deeply enjoyed. Grabbing a handful of her crisp, white undershirt, you pull her up to your lips and kiss her, transferring the taste of your pleasure off her lips and onto yours.

She smiled that gorgeous smile, wearing a look of pride, knowing how well of a job she had just done. Pulling away, she grabs her harness out of her bag, placed at the side of the couch, slips it on and tightens it to her hips.

Your eyes widen, with both fear and excitement. This was the one thing the two of you have never done. You were trying to keep sanity in the midst of your denial, and you knew that that would be the thing to end you.

But you were now at the deep end of the pool. And you were no longer concerned about consequences. You wanted the full immersive experience, as her girlfriend.

“Come here,” She instructed you, pulling you onto her lap once again.

You reached behind you and teased your aching hole with her length, slipping it in between your folds before slowly sliding down onto her.

“Mmmm,” You moaned out, feeling your insides become fully occupied, beginning to regret your decision. As usual, she read you immediately.

“You got it, baby.” She affirmed you, putting the battery in your back.

She grabbed a handful of your ass, carrying your weight slowly and sliding you up and down her shaft, adjusting you to her size.

“Ri, it’s so much,” Your eyes began to well up again.

“Look at me,” She demanded. You looked down at her face, decorated with pure passion and lust. “You need me to stop?”

You whimpered out in response, unable to sufficiently respond. She slid you down as far as possible, demanding your focus.

“Tell me what you want, Y/N.”

“No, don’t stop,” You begged. “I need you.” The more you got comfortable, the more you were in control. You began to bounce in her lap, arms extended past both her ears, over the backrest, leaning into her.

Her eyes widened at attention, bottom lip trapped by her top row of teeth, watching you bounce ferociously on her strap.

Watching you beg for her, yearn for her, how she desperately wanted all this time, had her sticking together. Her chest heaved up and down, watching you move, each hair follicle, each droplet of sweat. Hearing you scream, cry, plead for her touch, her attention was sending her straight into overdrive.

At the same time, it infuriated her. Why now? Why did she have to put you through the ringer, bring you to your boiling point, just to then bring you to your knees? Did she take you for a fool? Had you been one?

She bear-hugged you, pinning you, thrusting her hips up into you, knocking your g.

“Oh fuck, Ri, please,” You began your complaining.

“Shut up.” She spat, leaving you whining in defeat.

Each stroke felt personal. Like she was talking through you. Pure emotion— rage even. Frustration. She was frustrated. Fed up with you, and the way you act so clueless, like you had no idea how much of an effect you had on her.

Grinding into each other, you were scratching, pulling, biting, clawing at each other. You couldn’t get close enough. And it was clear Riana was taking her frustrations out on you. And it hurt so good.

“Baby, I’m sorry,” Slowing down your riding, you were back to longing for her forgiveness.

She sent a stinging smack up against your rear. “I don’t want to hear it.”

The more you rode, the more incoherent your responses became. You quickly realize it’d probably be better to stop responding, before you got into more trouble.

Your hands on her chest, she pulls your head back by your hair, still digging into you, her thumb circling your center.

You let it out a sizzling breath, fighting to conceal your noise.

“This what you wanted, right?” She taunted you. “Take it.”

“Uhhhh, Ohhh” Your moans began to stack and fall over each other, and began to cream onto the toy and all over her lap. You started to feel hazy and delirious, high off the fuck she was giving you.

You hoisted yourself up onto your feet and placed your hands on her knees to hold you up, spread open in front of her, riding out the rest of your high.

Caught off guard, low grunts escaped her lips, enticed by the way you turned up.

It was your turn to talk your shit.

“You feel so good inside me, mami, fuck,” The lewd thoughts begin to announce themselves. “I’m yours, I’m all yours.”

“Y/N,” She breathed out, watching you slide so swiftly into her, titties bouncing in a hypnotizing rhythm. “I’m so close. Don’t stop.”

“I can’t stop.” You spoke through grit teeth, purposefully overstimulating yourself. “IloveyouIloveyouIloveyou..”

“Cum with me,” She encourages you, and you oblige.

You arrive at the same time, passionately kissing once again, holding each other in what felt like a slip knot of an embrace. When you finally part, you take each other in, studying each movement, grateful to be back intertwined with one another again.

“You really did miss me, huh?” Riri taunts once again.

You don’t even mind her teasing. Anything to have your sweet baby back. You just softly smiled and replied,

“You don’t even know.”

[timeya]

do yall still be on here.?

[astoldbylanii]

Ignorance

dealers!shuriri x black!reader

warnings: smut, cursing, reader has a kid

-------------- "Is everyone clear on instructions?" Your professor asked from the front of the classroom. There were whispers among the class but ultimately everyone answered yes. Prof. Diggs nodded, giving permission to start the project before he took a seat at his desk. He was your art teacher, as calm and chill as they come. He was one of your favorites considering he wasn't always jumping down his students throats.

As you finally started to get into the flow of your sketch, his phone rang. He picked it up, muttering a few words before he stood from his desk, clearing his throat.

"I have to run down to the front office real quick. Best behavior please, lord knows I don't need miss Mulligan asking about my teaching capabilities. Again." He said, throwing on his suits jacket and tightening his tie. "Until I come back, ask your neighbor for help and if they can't I'll answer your questions when I get back." He instructed, saluting goodbye before he left the room. 

Immediately, the room was filled with chatter. You sighed, throwing down your pencil, your thought process now thrown off.

"What's wrong?" Your friend, Eden asked from beside you. She was already well along with her drawing. It looked like it was going to be of her late brother.

"This finna be hard as hell. You know I don't mess with that hyperrealism shit." You said, rolling your eyes as you picked up your pencil, twirling it around your fingers.

"Well, just draw someone but like, abstract. We're in the second semester, by now Diggs knows your style." She suggested, starting to blend her own piece at some points. You shook your head at her idea.

"Nah, he specifically said he wants it to look like he can touch the person. I don't know, I think I might just settle for a nice D at this point." You shrugged, staring at the circle on your page. You took the paper off, crumbling it in your hands and replaced it with a fresh one. After that you didn't pay any more attention to it, pulling out your own sketchbook instead.

"Shii, I could settle for some good D too." Eden joked, smacking your hand down when you playfully shoved her, laughing too. "I'm not kidding!" She said, glaring at you with an offended look when you continued laughing. She rolled her eyes, going back to her drawing as you went back to your sketch.

Some minutes passed by and you two sat there in silence, surrounded by chatter. You were looking for inspiration in your old works while she was focusing on her new one. You were confused when out the corner of your eye you saw her put down her pencil too. Thinking she might've been done already, you looked over to see it unfinished. But maybe that was the look she was going for. You went to ask about it when she spoke up first.

"Girl, who is that fine ass specimen walking towards us." She asked, gawking over whoever it was. You were sure they couldn't have been that good looking that she had to stop drawing, but you stood corrected when your gaze met Riri's. She had been surveying the room for you, and once the two of you made eye contact she started making her way up the stairs to you. "Wait why she coming up here? And why y'all staring at each other like y'all know each other? Wait, bitch, you know her?"

"Shhh!" You hushed, staring at Riri in shock as start to get closer to where you were seated. Why in the hell why she in your class? Much less in your building? You quickly fixed your shocked face when she stood in front of you, her hands in the pockets of her plain grey nike sweatsuit as she stared down at you. "The fuck is you doing here?" You whispered, looking around for any watching eyes.

"Since when you think it's ok to curse at me?" She asked, cocking her head to the side. You stayed silent, leaning back in your seat as you mugged her instead of apologizing. She chuckled down at you, obviously a little surprised at your attitude but she didn't mind it, knowing it'd be fixed in no time. "You haven't been answering our texts, mama."

"Yeah, I know." You said, rolling your eyes and going back to your sketchbook. Duh, why tf she staring the obvious like you don't know what you've been doing. You knew exactly what you were doing. Being petty. But ain't no way you was gon watch them sit there and talk to that girl and not react. This was you reacting, and they caused it so they can fix it.

Now you were starting to tick her off. You could tell you were. The way she rolled her tongue against her cheek as she looked down at you. The way her hand clenched up inside of her pocket. The way she softly scoffed under breath when your attention went back to your book. You could tell. It was because you knew how to piss her off. No eye contact, attitude, basically just being disrespectful. She was big on respect.

A hand came between you and your book and before you could stop it, it was snatched from your grasp. Your gaze snapped to her as you stood, trying to reach over the desk to grab the book but to no avail. She kept it out of your reach, using her free hand to grab your own, keeping you in place just from that grip. She leaned her head over your shoulder so her mouth was right by your ear.

"I don't know what you're trying to pull, but you're lucky your in class right now. When this class is over you're coming to The Palace. By then I want what ever you got going on fixed." She leaned away from your ear so you were face to face, looking you in the eye. "Or, I will fix it for you. Ok?" She warned, waiting for an answer. You nodded, though you changed to a verbal yes quick after you saw the look on her face. She smirked, pecking your lips before she pulled away. She caught sight of Eden, who's jaw had dropped at the affectionate action. Riri waved, knowing who she was to you before she took her exit, taking the sketchbook with her.

You assumed she took that for assurance that you'd actually show up at The Palace. She knew you rarely went anywhere without it. 

Finally relaxing again with her gone, you slumped in your chair. You groaned, dragging a hand down your face as you thought about how the rest of your day was going to go. If God was on your side today, you'd still be able to crawl come tomorrow. But it was Friday. Meaning you didn't have class for the next couple of days meaning both Riri and Shuri were less likely to take pity on you. Damn you fucked up. Why couldn't Riri have came on a Teusday?

"Bitch, you know Riri? Wait never mind, you fuck Riri? I couldn't tell that was her at first but you're with Riri? Wait a minute don't she got a girlfriend? And you bottom too? I knew you was just shit talking all them times you-"

"Eden!" You interrupted her, not enjoying the rant that was soon to come. "Yes, I'm with Riri. Yes she has a girlfriend, I'm with her too. Also no one needs to know about the whole bottom shit, you know? We can just...keep it to ourselves." You admitted, looking around the room for anyone that might've been watching the whole interaction. Why did she have to pull that in front everyone? She could've pulled you outside, texted you. You know what, maybe she did text, you had been ignoring her to be fair.

"We gon circle back to the bottom thing but girl you're with two fuckin drug dealers?!" Eden whisper-shouted but still you shushed her, not exactly fond of the idea of them getting caught. "I am shushing! How did you even manage to- wait how the fuck did she get in here?" She asked, looking around like she felt unsafe now.

"Girl first of all calm down. Acting like someone coming to kidnap your ass. They don't do that type of shit anyway. And that front office call was more than likely her so she could make her way up here. I also heard there was a tour or something today? She proli pretended to be apart of it." You answered, still stressed about what you were going to do after this class. You hoped it felt as long as English usually did, the longer you have to form a plan the better.

"Don't she go to MIT? The hell is she doing on Harvard campus?" Eden asked, but more to herself. For the first time since Riri left, she turned to look at you, seeing the nervous look on your face. "Girl why you shaking in your boots for? You bout to get your doonies beat down goodt. By two people! I'd be clacking my heels."

"I'm not even sure that's what's gon happen for real. That's what's making me nervous." You replied, taking your nail into your mouth to bite. Your best friend shrugged, going back to her painting.

"Well either way if you're not here next week I'll tell your teachers you had some sort of accident. Maybe one about your legs not working." She said, giggling to herself. You looked at her with a fake annoyed face, holding in the smile that threatened to show itself.

"You think you funny, huh?" ---------------- Finally, your last class was over. Usually you'd be happy but unfortunately it did not go by as slow as you had hoped. You had no plan. You'd have to go to The Palace.

"I still can't believe you ain't tell me." Eden said, packing up her bag. You rolled your eyes at her dramatics, hearing her sniff like she was crying. You swung your own bag over your shoulder, waiting for her to be finished.

"Girl please. Like you be telling me every person that be dicking you down every two to five business days." You scoffed. Eden paused her actions, lifting her eyes to stare at me.

"You ain't een had to do that." She shook her head, finally fitting that fat ass computer into that small ass bag. She threw her bag on and we started to head to the door. As soon as we turned into the hallway we were face to face with Riri. She had been posted up on the wall checking her watch. Eden looked between the two of us, quickly dismissing herself while wishing me good luck. 

Ri watched her leave before turning back to me, pushing herself off the wall. She was in the same outfit from before, except now her gold chain was untucked, and you could see what shoes she was wearing. They were just some dunks, ones Shuri bought all three of y'all so we could be matching. Coincidently, you happened to be wearing yours too. Riri leaned in closer to me, You thought she was going to greet you with a kiss. At the last minute, she swerved her head, reaching out and pulling my book bag from off your shoulder.

Yeah. Deserved that one.

She pulled your bag over her own shoulder, reaching her hand out to grab yours and smiling when you took it.

"I see ya attitude fixed." She said, using my hand to pull me so I was walking in front of her, then dropping it. "For now anyways."

"How you even here? I'm sure you got classes or something." You asked, wrapping your arms around yourself when you made it outside. It had gotten colder since morning. You'd forgotten to check the weather again and were wearing a short sleeve shirt. It was a little big too, which made it easier for the win to blow through.

"I got my ways. You of all people should know that by now." She answered shortly, giving you just enough for it to pass as an answer. You felt a soft fabric touch your shoulders and looked behind you to see Riri now in a grey shirt, continuing to make sure her hoodie was covering your shoulders.

"Thank you." You smiled, sticking your arms through the sleeves of the sweater. You zipped up the hoodie, leaning into the girl as she wrapped her arm around your shoulder, now next to you. She leaned down to press a kiss to your temple.

"'Course, ma." She muttered, using her free hand to take her phone out. You sunk into her some more. As petty as you had been, you'd miss her. You'd miss them. Of course you did, but you still weren't happy about the girl. You knew, however, there was no competition. Riri and Shuri would never do that to you. It was just the mere fact that they had entertained her. That's the part that bothered you.

You went to turn into the parking lot, only to be pulled in another direction by Riri. You looked up at her confused, but followed her nonetheless. She led you to some field on campus where a group of white guys were hanging. Some throwing a football, others just sitting and talking. She went up to one of the ones that were sitting, snatching the phone out of his hand. Your eyes widened, stepping behind her a little as she dropped her arm from around you, using both hands to type on his phone.

"Yo! What the fuck?" He yelled, standing up so his height difference was apparent. Riri was unfazed, continuing to type something on his phone. You looked over her shoulder, only to see her stuck on his cashapp, he was signed out. Obviously she didn't know the boy's password.

"You owe me." She told him, muttering something else under her breath as she turned the phone to him. "5k."

"5- what?!" He gritted his teeth, glancing around to make sure no one heard what they were talking about.

"I supplied your entire party white boy. That's how much you and your frat bros snorted. Pay up." Riri demanded. One thing you were quick to learn about her, there were three things she didn't play about. One of those being her money. She was gonna get it one way or another and when the boy didn't move you had learned that today it was going to be another. 

You could see Riri getting even more irritated than she already was about the payment being late in the first place. You saw her survey the place one last time before lifting her shirt just little, flashing something. You couldn't see it from behind her but the look on the boy's face told you what it was.

"Ok, damn." The boy agreed, snatching the phone. Riri dropped the end of her shirt, watching as he typed in the information. Soon he turned around the screen to face the two of you, showing that it was sent.

"Good, next time you do a deal with me again, have your money with you. I'm not doing no more after pay with you." She said, not waiting for a reply before she grabbed your hand again and started walking away. 

She led you to a familiar foreign and flashy car, opening the door for you to get in and crawling in after you. You could see Okoye, their right hand women, in the driver's seat through the divider of the front and back of the car. You waved shyly and she smiled at you through the rear view mirror.

"I thought you wanted me to meet you at the club, not pick me up." You expressed with slight confusion in your voice. Riri finished typing some things on her phone, sliding it back into her pocket to give you her undivided attention.

"So now you wanna listen?" She questioned, doing the same tilt with her head that she always did when she was mad. So she was definitely still mad. Okoye voided her eyes of the situation after hearing Riri's words, sliding the divider closed. You looked down at your hands, picking at the fresh polish on your nails. Only looking up when you heard Riri snickering. "Clearly I had some business to handle, figured I'd might as well pick you up too. That way I knew you couldn't avoid us. Not that you could even if I didn't."

You rolled your eyes at her cocky behavior, pulling out your own phone from your pocket. You typed in some things, noticing Riri looking at your screen from her position. Dialing your sister's number, you put it up to your ear waiting for her to pick up. "Hey Bianca!" You greeted once it finally did.

"Hey y/n, what's up?"

"Do you have any plans for this weekend? I'm gonna be running a little late tomorrow night, but I don't want you to be staying up late if you do have something to do." You questioned, feeling slightly guilty to be asking this of her.

"No no, it's fine! He can stay longer, it's no problem." Kylie answered, you could practically hear the smile in her voice. Man she must love kids. Asante had been staying there for a week now. Bianca had practically begged for him to come over and spend some time with his cousins, of course you said yes. She didn't live far from you so it wasn't like he couldn't attend school, and you could seen him whenever you liked. He'd been staying there since Wednesday now.

"Ok, thank you so much! I'll send you guys more money for some food and stuff. Could you please put Asante on the phone?" You asked, deciding against ending this call just to call the 6 year old's iPad. The babysitter agreed, and soon you heard your son's voice.

"Hi mommy!" His preppy voice blared through the phone, making you slightly pull the phone away from your ear in surprise.

"Hey baby." You giggled out, putting the phone against your ear. "Mommy's gonna be a little late coming home tomorrow. Do you think you'll be ok? Bianca's gonna stay with you a little longer."

"Yes! I love Aunty Bey, she bought me a new toy car! Does this mean we can have pizza for dinner?"

"Yes, you can have pizza for dinner." You agreed, laughing at his celebrations over the phone. "Okay, when I take you home you can tell me all about school today. Call me if anything happens, okay? I love you."

"You can tell me about yours too! Love you mommy, bye bye."

"Bye, 'Sante." You sighed, hanging up the phone. You put your phone away, looking at Riri after feeling her eyes on you the whole time. "What?"

"Asante could always come to the house, if you want." She offered, not trying to pressure you. You shook your head, laughing at the suggestion.

"No, thank you. The boy hasn't even met you yet, love." You denied, rubbing your hand over her knee. Riri shrugged, throwing her arm to rest on the back of the seats.

"Who's fault is that?" She taunted, watching as you turned your head away from her. She used her hand to turn your head back to her, wanting you to see that she was serious. "Me and Shuri plan on making you a wife. We aren't going anywhere, y/n. We care about you, which means we care about Asante. But, he's your son, we're not going to pressure you into meeting him. Just know that we want to." She assured. You smiled, pulling her in for a hug which she graciously accepted, wrapping her arms around your waist and resting her head on your chest.

"Thank you."

It's not that you didn't want them to meet Asante, your feelings were growing stronger by the day. You didn't stop they'd ever stop growing, really. You were just worried. You didn't want your son hurt. Emotionally, you didn't want him to get attach only for them to not come home one day, a job gone wrong. Physically, they protected you already, and you knew they would protect him even more. But still, there was always room for human error, and you didn't know if that was a chance you were willing to take. 

You loved them, but you would always love your son more. Who would you be to purposely put him in harms way for your own gain and comfort? Sacrifice was something you were used to when it came to Asante. But isn't that what mothers do? Then again, maybe there was supposed to be a certain balance. One that you didn't have. --------------- The Palace. It was their club, also their headquarters. It was protected and secured by all women bodyguards, Okoye being one of them. It was also where you met them for the first time, but that's neither here nor there.

You, Okoye, and Riri made your way through the entrance, the metal detector going off as you walked through, but no one said anything. Once you were inside, Riri pressed a small kiss to your head, making you turn to look at her questioningly.

"Go find Shuri, baby. I got something to handle real quick but I'll meet with y'all as soon as I'm done." She stated, signaling Okoye to follow her. You pressed a short kiss to her lips, wishing her luck with whatever she had to do. Then, both her and Okoye left your side.

You never felt scared to be alone in their club. You knew for a fact more than half of the guards were watching your every move, knowing they'd probably suffer consequences if anything happened to you under the roof of The Palace. 

Anyway, back to the problem at hand.

You did not want to find Shuri. She was more than likely pissed. Just like you knew what made Riri mad, you knew what made Shuri mad. And one thing she hated was being ignored by anyone, and you were no exception.

There was also that fact that she was the harsher one out of the two. Usually, you could always pull one over with Riri. Talking back, rolling your eyes, smacking your lips, the whole nine yards. At least, for a while. After a certain amount of times she'd get mad too. But with Shuri, she'd be mad if she even heard you thinking about talking back.

You weren't scared of her by any means, you knew she wouldn't do anything to hurt you purposefully. Intimidated though? Oh yeah, 100 percent you were shitting your pants. 

But their was no doubt Shuri had been alerted of your arrival and was keeping and eye out for you. So either she knew where your were and was on her way, or she was already here.

You sighed, excepting your fate as you made your way over to the stairs. She usually stayed on the upper two levels as they were more secluded and had some VIP sections. You climbed all the way up to the third level, hoping for some time to prepare yourself before she caught you.

Your hope was crushed when a hand wrapped around your throat, your back being pressed up against the wall behind you harshly. You were going to let out a panicked scream when your eyes met her familiar chocolate ones, a cocky smirk that her and Riri shared spreading across her face.

"My y/n." She greeted with a light smile, letting you catch a glimpse of the gold grills she wore today. You reached up to grab the wrist of the hang currently around your throat. Shuri noticed, loosening her grip just a little with caution. "What a surprise it is to see you here after what I think was-" She pretended to count on her free hand. "Right. Three weeks."

"It was actually two and a half weeks. Unless you rounded-" Your sentence was cut off when she tightened her grip once again, a silent warning that she was not in the mood for your slick comments today.

"Still a smart aleck." She observed. Her eyes trailed down your figure to take in your outfit, Riri's hoodie that was now open had fallen to an off the shoulder look, showcasing the cropped short sleeve you had on. Other than that, you just had on some simple ripped jeans with writing on them. 

Her eyes returned to yours, a certain glint in her eye that made you nervous. Just like Riri had, she leaned in closer so that her lips were right next to your ear as she spoke, her tone sending shivers down your spine. "I want you to tell me why you think it is ok to ignore me. To ignore Ri."

Keeping your act up, your turned you head away so she wasn't right next to your ear. Shuri only chuckled at your defiance, taking the opportunity to mark up the now open side of your neck. The hand that was once around your throat moved down so it was on you hip, keeping you pinned against the wall as her lips trailed down, pressing light kisses to your neck that you knew would get harsher soon.

Shuri moved her head so she was in your line of sight again.

"Things haven't changed since you were gone. When I ask you something, you answer." She said, watching as you turned away from her again, crossing your arms. She took your chin in between her thumb and finger, forcing you to look at her. "What happened to my good girl, baby?" She asked, swiping her thumb over your bottom lip. For a second, you almost fell for it. But you snapped yourself out of it, ripping yourself from her grasp and quickly walking away from her before she could react.

You were confused when you didn't hear her footsteps following after you. She could easily catch up as you were still very in her line of sight. But soon your question was answered when Riri appeared out of nowhere, turning a corner and backing into the same position you were just in. Pressed against a wall.

"Such a fucking brat. Walking away when we're talking to you, talking back. What are we gonna do with you?" She asked rhetorically. She gave you a smile, letting her hand come up to pull at one of your hairs that had fallen out of the bun you made. Shuri came to stand next to her and you pressed yourself further into the wall, if that was even possible. Separately, you were willing to pull almost everything. But when the two were finally together, you knew better than to try anything.

Unfortunately, it was too late for anything else. You had to continue. Gots to see it through my boy.

You were gonna 'see it through' alright. ---------------- "Please, I came already." You whined, trying to push Shuri's head away as you came down from your high for the umpteenth time. Riri's hand grabbed yours, pulling them away while she kissed on your neck, trying to calm you down.

"Cum again." Shuri muttered, pressing a wet kiss to your overstimulated clit, chuckling when you jumped from how sensitive you were.

You three had been going at it for what felt like forever. After the whole confrontation, they drove you to their house, teasing you the whole way. Once you did get there, they spared no time getting you to the bed. Since then, it felt like you had done everything under the sun but stop.

Literally, everything. You'd lost count of how many times you'd came, but you knew for a fact it had to be in double digits. You could only imagine how you looked.

Hair frizzy, sweaty, tear stains running down your cheeks, cum around your lips that you were unable to wipe yourself. Riri and Shuri didn't bother to either, quite liking the look on you. You were exhausted, overstimulated, and clinging on to consciousness by a pinky toenail. But they never stopped. There hasn't been a break since you walked through the door. 

At first, you were conflicted. You couldn't tell if you even wanted them to stop. It hurt so bad that it started to feel good. The pain blended in with the pleasure and you couldn't help but ask for more. But when you felt another one of Shuri's digits dip in for another round you knew something had to give.

"Okayyy, I'm sorry. Please." You begged, seeing your vision get cloudy as more tears appeared. Riri's voice came from behind you, you could feel her warm breath on your neck though you could barely make out what she was saying.

"Sorry for what, mama?" She pressed. All that came from you were mumbles of an apology as you still tried to break your hands from her grasp. 

In the moment you weren't in a good position to realize it, but the fact that she could keep you pinned down with just her own strength was making you even more wet than you already were. Shuri realized though, smirking between your legs as she slowed down her pace.

Shuri used her free hand to push herself up from the bed, kissing up your body and over fresh marks until she met your tired eyes. "What are you sorry for?" She repeated, looking down at you with lidded eyes of her own. 

You began to reply but only a groan left you when you felt her purposely angle her fingers at your favorite spot. "Hm?" She mocked, still waiting for an answer.

"M'm sorry for- fuck, sorry for ignoring you." You apologized, your head falling back onto Riri's shoulder as your eyes rolled behind your lids, feeling Shuri speed up once again, targeting that same spot. "Shit, Shuri please."

"Please what, baby?" She teased, tilting her head with a mock of confusion. You whined again, frustrated with her taunting.  

She shared a look over your shoulder with Riri, who released your hands and started to pin down you hips instead. Your hands immediately flew out for something to ground you. The first things you could get your hands on being Shuri's wrist and Riri's hand.

"Do you want her stop or do you want more? You're confusing her baby." Riri added, watching closely at how your brows furrowed and your back arched when she applied the slightest amount of pressure to your abused clit, practically shoving you over the edge.

"Stop! I want her to stop." You mumbled, finally able to get your thoughts together enough to make a complete sentence. Having some pity, Shuri slowly dragged her fingers against your walls while she pulled out, curling them one last time just to see you squirm. 

Just as slow, she brought them to her lips. Feeling both your and Riri's eyes watching her carefully, she decided at the last second that she wanted you to take them instead. She tapped them on your close lips, watching as you opened them to take in her coated digits.

Taking the sight in, she hums, obviously please with your obedience (as it did take a long time to get back). That was all the acknowledgement she gave you before she and Riri made eye contact over your shoulder again, and Riri's hand began to circle your bud again. 

You whimpered, trying to back yourself into the girl to get away from her touch. They both ignored you in their own conversation about what to do with you, Riri keeping you in place while Shuri forced her fingers further down your throat, making you gag.

Suddenly, the feeling of Shuri was ripped from your mouth and replaced with Riri's tongue as they tried to distract you from the feeling of Shuri's slender fingers dipping back into your already sensitive hole. You immediately pulled away, already feeling yourself starting to ache.

"Shuriii." You dragged, watching as the girl lowered between your thighs again. She shushed you, placing a delicate kiss to your thigh, though dangerously close with your entrance.

"Just one more baby, I promise." She soothed, caressing the same thigh she had kissed with her free hand. "Can you do that for us, love?" She spoke softly, taking one of your hands in hers to kiss.

"You've been doing so good for us tonight, pretty girl. We just wanna make you feel good one last time, can you let us do that mama?" Riri coaxed from behind you, rubbing soothing circles on your stomach to calm you. Debating, you took Riri's hand in your other one, trying to relax yourself into her. "One more, we promise." She whispered, pressing a sweet kiss right under your ear.

"Okay." You agreed. Your words came out mumbled but they both understood you. Shuri smiled up at you, pressing another kiss to your thigh as a thanks before she joined her fingers that had never stopped moving.

The second her tongue makes contact with your clit your hands are fisting through her hair, pulling around the tight coils on her head.

There are a few more strokes of her tongue before she wraps her lips around your awaiting clit, your slick coating her tongue as she swirls it around your clit just before wrapping her lips around the bud.

Her fingers are buried deep inside of your cunt as she sucks your pulsing bundle of nerves into her mouth. There's a second where she sucks just hard enough to make your vision go white at the same time Riri decides to pinch and rub on the sensitive buds on your chest.

Feeling the coil in your stomach tighten, you let out a load moan when Shuri curls her fingers against your g spot one more time before you let go, clenching the sheets in your hand. Riri whispers sweet praises in your ear, rubbing soothing circles on your hips to calm you down while Shuri fingers you through your high, waiting for your legs to stop shaking before she pulls away, your essence coating both her fingers and lips.

She slipped the drenched fingers between her lips, licking your cum from between her fingers before leaning over your frame to trap Riri's lips in her own, who moaned at the familiar taste of you. Though you were drained, you still manage to keep your hooded eyes open long enough to watch them swapping your cum with each others tongues, eventually swallowing when they had enough.

"Are you ok baby?" Shuri checked, rubbing your side comfortingly. You nodded, sinking into Riri more as she rubbed your thighs. Shuri leaned down, pressing multiple kisses to your forehead, cheeks, and nose, making you laugh tiredly, pushing her away. She smiled, leaving you to go get some new sheets, clothes and something to clean you up.

"It wasn't too much, right?" Riri asked softly. Confused by the question, you craned your head to look up at her, not even wanting to attempt to move your bottom half. Riri had already been looking down at you. "I mean, you didn't pass out this time, but still, we didn't overdo it too much?"

"No, Ri," You answered, reaching up with one of your hands to smooth over her cheek. "It felt good, I promise. Even though there was one point where I was fighting for consciousness." You joked and she smiled, leaning down to press a kiss to the crown of your head. "To be fair though, it was supposed to be a punishment so I figured it wouldn't be all love making and soft caressing."

"Yeah, why were you ignoring us in the first place?" She questioned. You shrugged distractedly, running your thumb over her furrowed brow. "y/n, I'm serious." She said, taking your hand from her face and holding it in her's. You let out a dramatic groan. She was ruining the vibes.

"I got mad because y'all were talking to that bitch Ashley." You mumbled, playing with the hand that had took yours. Before she could even respond you continued on, defending your actions. "But I had a right to be mad, I mean y'all went into a whole ass private room with that chick. Without me!"

"Ok, first off, Okoye was in there so we couldn't have done anything, not like we would want to. We only talk to Ashley about business, that conversation wasn't any different. But, if it helps whenever we talk to her again, we'll make sure you're there too." She compromised and you agreed, thanking her. You two continued talking until Shuri returned with a wet cloth, some sheets, and new clothes.

And the night ended with a nice warm bath. Which you fell asleep in. ----------------

You groaned waking up to the sound of your ringtone. You stretched, feeling a certain weight on your chest. Looking down you saw Riri sleeping soundly with one hand up your shirt and on your boob, Shuri spooning her. You smiled at the sight, reaching over to your nightstand for your phone. You wondered how two supposedly high alert dealers hadn't woken up from the sound, but no matter.

"Bianca?" You mumbled, messing with the features on Riri's face. Two big and bag drug lords and yet they looked like puppies in their sleep.

"y/n, when are you coming to get Asante? No rush, because I'd keep him around forever if you'd let me, I just wanna have him packed up and ready to go." Your sister asked, you could hear your nieces and nephews running around in the background. You pulled the phone away from your ear, checking your phone and groaning once you saw how close it was to noon.

"I'll be there at like, one. I still have to shower and everything." You said, rubbing your hand down your face. You and Bianca chatted about some smaller things before she finally hung up, giving you time to get ready. You smiled at the two next to you, leaning down to press a kiss onto both of their lips, even though they weren't awake to respond to it.

You pulled Riri's strong grip off your titty. She was holding on it like a hungry newborn. You replaced yourself with the pillow behind you, slipping out of the bed, only for you to stumble into the nightstand when you did, startling both of them awake. 

The two sprung up from their place as if they weren't just knocked with drool in the corner of their mouths, searching the room frantically until their eyes settled on you, who was currently using the nightstand to stand. They turned to look at each other, holding in their laughs. You glared at them, trying to keep yourself upright so they took your next words serious.

"Both of y'all shut the fuck up and come help me to the bathroom."

"We ain't een say nothing." Riri protested, though she swung her legs to the side, getting up to come help you.

"You ain't need to, your face said enough." You said, holding your hand up for her to help you. Riri disregarded your hand, her small frame bending down to toss you over her shoulder. "Riri!"

"You told me to help you, now you mad I'm helping you. You just acting like this cause we fucked ya lace front off and now you walking like there's an earthquake." 

"Shut the hell up and take me to the damn bathroom, Riri!" You demanded, smacking her back and flipping off Shuri who watched on from her position in the bed, clearly amused. ----------------

BRING BACK SHURI AND RIRI X READER ALL 2024!! I'm jumping into the writing scene because i honestly miss the era where everything was about them, and i miss some of my fav writers😔✊🏾

anyways hope yall enjoyed

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(18+) Ruined (Erik Stevens)

(18+) What Are We? (Michael Cimino) Pt.1, Pt2, Pt3, Pt4, Pt5

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(Fluff) The Beginning of Something Beautiful (Shuriri)

(18+) Wanna Be On Top? (San and Mingi (ateez) x reader)

(18+) Study Session (Mark from Nct)

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(18+) Illusion vs Reality: When Did the Lines Blur? Pt.2

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Man-Man

drug dealer!ShuRiri x black!fem!single mom!reader

 “Hey, baby,” your soft voice cooed. You had his undivided attention and his wide eyes followed the index finger of your free hand as you gestured to the girls standing above him.

Warnings: 18+!!! smut ahead, fingering (reader receiving), cuckold, shotgunning, mentions of death, illicit drug use, slight angst, praise kink, explicit language, N-word usage, ends in fluff 🤍

Word Count: 2.8k+

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A/N: this one was requested wayyy before I even took my lil break from tumblr soo its finally here. it's a short little one-shot so enjoy, y'know, all that good stuff 🫶🏾

Riri’s focus was unbreakable, her movements rapid and steady. She’s hypnotized by what’s in front of her: you. 

Your body, Bast, what a work of art it is. The way your chest heaved, breasts bouncing slightly with each sultry exhale that escapes your plump, parted lips. Sweat glistened on your body, leaving a sheen that reflected in the lights above you. 

Her dark gaze rested on your brows, etched with a perfect furrow. Your eyes squeezed shut, ecstasy weighing heavy on your lids. Riri lived for this face, for your face, as it sculpted into this exact array every time she had you in this position. 

Your body was hot and the burn climbed with each thrust, rising through your physique like the smoke that rose in the room.

Her fingers were deep, so damn deep. And your spongy walls were fucking engulfing them. They’d disappear and come back out coated in your cream, collecting in the palm of Riri’s hand. She couldn’t wait to get a taste and you couldn’t wait to give it to her. 

“Ma, lemme ask you somethin’” Her touch was still grazing you, her digits deep between your folds. 

Your poor, beautiful mind was a fogged mess. The scent of sativa floated through the atmosphere from the blunt tucked tight between Shuri’s fingers and the same smoke swam through your lungs. You were drunk on their sex and high on their company. Riri could have asked you for the world and you would have given it to her wrapped in a bow. 

Shuri spoke before you had the chance. Her still figure was tucked away in the corner of the room, hundreds of hundred-dollar bills spread across her lap. Her eyes wandered over to your lewd activities and she had the restraint of a saint.

She wanted so badly to join you. Images of you submitting beneath her, screaming her name, squirting all over her- but there was work to be done and she was sure she’d have her fun with you later. Maybe not later today, but later at some point. 

What a routine you all had. Midday dates and midnight hookups weren’t unusual. You knew better than to come around when they were doing business and handling their shit and they knew better than to come around when you did yours. 

“Not now, Ri,” her soft voice was rasped with the drug coating her throat. 

“What?”

“If you asking what I think you asking, then not now.”

They spoke as though you weren’t right there, lying between them, a writhing mess. Riri’s fingers were still pumping you, and you were so fucking close. Your moans cut their convo short and the sound of Ri smacking her teeth at Shuri’s words echoed through the noise. 

“You got other shit to think ‘bout anyway.” Shuri’s chin tilted in your direction. “She bout to cum.”

Riri returned her focus to you, fingers curving to a devilish angle. A small smirk danced at the corner of her mouth when your body responded, back arching and whines ringing. 

“Shh, shh, baby. I got you.”

Her words were pushing you over the edge. The shushing and the softness in her voice- my god. 

You were splashing around her fingers with any warning of your impending release caught in your throat. 

“Yeah, ma, good girl. Give it to me, baby,” Riri’s arm was drenched, and still, she kept going. Two fingers, deep in your cunt, soaking fucking wet. 

Your body was spent, stomach in knots from how hard that orgasm wracked through you. 

Riri couldn’t peel her eyes off you. This you- curly hair tangled and frizzy, breathing labored, pupils blown- was the absolute prettiest to her. The way your exhausted figure appeared after she made you cum. It was mouthwatering. 

“What you looking at?” 

You couldn’t just let her admire you; your mouth had to ruin it. 

“You, goofy,” Ri let her body fall next to yours, not caring that the spread around you was soaked. Her lips graze your skin, little pecks littering across your cheek and neck and she swears it tastes like the chocolate it's colored after. 

“You, goofy,” Riri’s not amused by your attempt to mimic her. Your voice was too high pitched and nasally and she knew good and damn well she sounded nothing like that. Her eyes rolled so hard, you wouldn’t have been surprised if they were to roll right out of her head. “Yeah, ight. You so damn funny.”

“I know I am.”

“You two bicker like children,” Shuri’s voice was muffled, blunt tucked between her lips, Benjamin’s in her hands.

“And you built like one.”

Shuri’s curls bob with her nod, swaying in front of her brows. “Yeah, Ri, see? Childish.”

“Uh, uh. Lemme enjoy my post-nut peace in fucking peace.” Serenity looked good on you, head thrown back onto a mound of pillows, arm out beckoning toward the princess in the corner. “Shuri, baby, you being stingy. Pass it.”

Your orders sent the panther on the move, her slender legs crossing the room in far fewer steps than it’d take you. “Bossy ass.”

“Whatchu say?”

Your chin rested in her hand like the missing piece in a puzzle. She pulled the blunt from her mouth, holding it out to you. It was so seductive, the way your eyes never left hers when you let your jaw slack, mouth agape, and she sat the fat joint on your lips. The tips of her fingers grazed them before she retreated with a kiss to your forehead. “Nothing, mamas.”

Mhm, you hummed, inhaling deep, until it hurt. Your lungs screamed, filling with smoke instead of the oxygen they so craved. 

“Speaking of mamas-“

Riri was cut short by your thumb and index finger sinking into her dimples. She sat, still and silent, waiting as you pulled her lips to yours. A low groan crept in the back of her throat and you drag her bottom lip down with your free thumb. 

She understood you quite well, letting her lips fall, open and ready for you. The smoke swimming in your cheeks blew out in a steady stream, straight into Riri’s awaiting mouth. She inhaled everything you gave her, sinking in your scent as the high overtook her. 

It was over far too soon for the poor girl and you parted with a peck. 

“Nasty girl.”

“Your nasty girl,” your body sank back into the pillows once more. “Now what were you saying?”

The question had already escaped her, evaporating into the smoke-filled air around you. “What was I saying?”

“I don’t know, baby. You said something about mamas.”

Riri sat silent for a moment, meeting Shuri’s eyes. A wordless conversation passed between the two of them. Should they ask? Shouldn’t they?

The sound of Shuri clearing her throat was too loud in the too-quiet space. “Um, man-man birthday coming up, isn’t it, baby?” Her usually steady voice shook with nerves. 

Surprise sat you straight up. “Yeah, you remember? I mentioned that like a month ago.”

“Of course, we remember, ma,” Riri finally spoke. “It’s this Saturday. What’s something he want?”

“You don’t have to get him anything. He’s spoiled as is,” you waved them and their questions away, hoping they’d catch the hint and change the subject. 

They didn’t. 

“We want to, usana.”

“Well, then don’t want to. He’s good,” your entire tone shifted and Riri physically felt it. She winced at the harshness in your words but didn’t back down. 

“Why you keep doing this shit?”

“Doing what?”

The sigh that escaped Ri was long and exhausted. “You know what y/n. Man-man turning one tomorrow. We been around since before he came out the womb and you still hiding him from us. For what?”

“Ain’t nobody hiding shit, Riri-“

“Then what, baby? You think we finna hurt him?”

“No-“

“We not gonna mistreat him-“

“Ri-“

“We nothing like that deadbeat nigga you laid up with, y/n. We not walking out on you, we not gon walk out on man-man-“

“Cuz I’m not gon give you the fucking chance, Ri, damn!” They’d exceeded the limit of bullshit you were gonna sit and listen to and Riri wished she could take back her words when you stood and began to dress. 

“I wasn’t tryna argue with you, baby-“

You were silent, they were silent. The only noise in the room was the sound of your zipper gliding up. It pained them to watch you pull your shirt over your head and reach for the door handle. 

“Stop, baby. Wait a minute.”

Shuri’s voice had the same calming effect as the THC running through your system. It halted you in your tracks, lulling your movements to a slower motion. 

She wasn’t gifted with the sound of your voice when you turned back toward her. There was a fire burning behind your pitch-black irises and she didn’t want to ignite it any further. Her hand stretched out toward yours, racks of rubber-banded bills held out and awaiting you. 

“For lil man. And you of course, but y’know, tell him happy birthday for us, at least.”

Your hesitation gave them a false sense of hope. Hope that you would stay, talk, work through this stupid argument-

“We good, Princess.”

Time really must’ve come to a standstill. The two girls were stuck, frozen in place by the sound of the door slamming behind you. 

The softness of Riri’s words were low, so low that Shuri almost missed them. 

“What the fuck was that?”

You were thinking the same damn thing. 

Riri was right and you hated to admit it. You did this every damn time they expressed too-much interest in your lil man. 

You’d rushed to them, excitement running through your veins the first time he sat up by himself. And they cheered him on, eyes fixated on the video proof you provided. 

His first tooth was another experience they shared, from pixels only. 

As was the first time he crawled. 

And when he tried solid foods for the first time. (His favorite was sweet potatoes, so Shuri bought every jar of them she could find. Baby boy could have them with every meal and still have plenty to spare.)

“How long you holding off on having guests, baby?” Riri was waiting by her front door, practically ready to run to you once you’d brought man-man home from the hospital. She knew you needed some space, some time to recover, and she was more than willing to give it to you.

“Maybe a month?” You’d responded. “He gotta build his immune system up first.”

A month turned into three. 

“We got him some clothes, baby. We can drop it off so you don’t have to come out with him.” Shuri couldn’t help it. Almost every dollar she made was spent on your lil man. Sure, it was dirty money but there were pure intentions behind it. 

“I don’t think we gon have visitors right now, princess. His teeth breaking in and he’s cranky as hell.”

Three months turned into nine. 

“Don’t he gotta get used to us at some point, baby? We ain’t even meet him yet-” They were trying to be patient, they really were, but why were you hiding such an important part of yourself from them?

“And you will, I promise. Soon.”

Soon hadn’t come yet. 

And truth be told, you weren’t sure why. They did everything for that little boy, even from the arms-length you kept them at. 

He was always dripped out in matching fits that Riri never got to see beyond a screen. His little ears were pierced with the tiniest kimoyo beads you’d ever seen, courtesy of Shuri. 

They’d done so much for him from the moment you met them, belly barely even swollen yet. You didn’t hide the fact that you were pregnant or that your baby daddy went ghost the moment you sent him the positive test. 

He was too caught up in these streets to be a father, and it caught up with him. He always said he was either gonna be shot down or locked up and his words came to pass. You’d be damned if the first glimpse man-man got of his father was in his casket, forever sleeping.

And that was your fear. That you’d let Shuri and Ri into little man’s life and their lifestyle would catch up with them; they too were destined to be shot down or locked up. Either way, it’d be another person, another risk for him to get attached to somebody just for them to be ripped away.

Yet, here they were, running the streets themselves and wanting to be the parents' ol’ dude couldn’t be. They knew better than to get caught up, too smart to run the risk of making a single mistake. Riri be damned if a bullet plucked her off, and Shuri was usually the one administering the handcuffs, not wearing them. 

They wouldn’t let a damn thing happen to themselves because they wouldn’t let a damn thing happen to you or your lil man. 

Yeah, you were in the wrong, and you knew it. 

“Aye, princess.”

“Wassup, Ri?

“You get this text too?” Riri’s small form appeared even tinier in the oversized sweatsuit engulfing her figure. Shuri hadn’t even turned to look at her, too in tune with the fast-paced game in front of her. 

“What text? From who?”

“From ol’ girl.” Even distracted, the panther could hear the smile creeping behind Riri’s words. 

“Our ol’ girl?”

“Nigga, you got another? Who else?”

Shuri’s curls shook along with her head, but her eyes never left the screen. “Only took her like three days. What she say?”

“She want us to come over tomorrow.”

That game in front of her didn’t even matter no more. From the corner of her eye, Shuri saw the screen flash red with her character’s blood, but she didn’t even care. “Tomorrow? That’s lil man birthday.”

“Yeah, I know.”

Again, their eyes held the conversation their lips couldn’t.

“You think-?”

“I think-”

“For real-?”

“Shit-”

“What do I wear?”

“Nigga, he’s a baby, he not gon give a fu-”

“Hush, I gotta go get my fit out.”

Tomorrow came all too soon, for everyone. Nerves drove your every action. Riri changed her fit two or three (or four) times, and Shuri spent the entire night wide awake, Googling the perfect gift for a one-year-old (it was too overwhelming; she settled on a stuffed panther.)

The only one who was unaffected by the anxiety radiating off of everyone was man-man. When the knock on the door came, he was seated on the floor, babbling away to nobody in particular.

He was beaming a beautiful barely-toothy grin when you scooped him up and headed to greet your guests.

Behind the heavy wooden door stood an over-dressed Riri and a stiff Shuri. 

Riri couldn’t take her eyes off him. His freshly faded curly top, the color of midnight. The dimples that accentuated his chubby cheeks, and eyes that expressed every feeling rushing through his little body. Bast, he was the spitting image of you. 

Shuri felt her hardened exterior dissipate. He was gorgeous, absolutely so. She’d never gotten to see her Toussaint so little, so innocent. She wanted to hold him, protect him, from everything. 

Her long arms looked so awkward reaching out to the little boy and he practically jumped straight into them. “Wassup, indoda encinci (little man)? Happy Birthday.”

He looked so comfortable in Shuri’s hold, as though he’d been there before. 

Riri’s eyes were not-so-discreetly darting back and forth between you and your baby.

“What?” Your question was supposed to sound annoyed, but the smile playing on your lips broke free. 

“I’m waiting for you to introduce us.”

“Nigga, what?” Your laughter rang out and Riri blushed.  She loved the sound of your laughter, how contagious it was. It spread to her like a virus, pulling forth a chuckle of her own. 

“I ain’t get dressed up for nothin’, baby. I want a formal introduction.”

Man-man turned towards his mama at the sound of your lips smacking your teeth with a grin stretching his cheeks from ear to ear. You bent lower until you were eye-to-eye with your mini-me. 

His hand was so tiny compared to yours, and you held it gently, letting him grip your finger as tight as he wanted. “Hey, baby,” your soft voice cooed. You had his undivided attention and his wide eyes followed the index finger of your free hand as you gestured to the girls standing above him.

“This is Shuri.” Lil man’s head fell back against the panther’s chest, gaze climbing to fully take her in. She felt her heart swell with his body pressed against it.

“And this is Riri.” The smaller girl bore a smile that was comically wide when your baby boy’s chubby little fingers waved at her.

“Shuri, Ri,” the words felt thick in your throat. This was a moment you used to be terrified of, yet it couldn’t be any more perfect.

“This is Noah.”

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Riri wraps her arms around Y/N…

Riri: this is crazy

Y/N: I know but my birth certificate doesn’t lie

Y/N looks at their certificate. The father is listed as TONY STARK…

Y/N: d-do you think his family would like me?

Riri: I like you.

Y/N; and that’s enough. No matter what, you’re my family Riri

Riri hugs Y/N tight…

Riri: and you’re mine

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First fic of the year!!

I do wanna apologize for not posting. I definitely lost the drive to write and that's why I haven't but I realized that I need to get back into this thing I love so here we are!

I hope you guys enjoy this one!☺️

(this is not proofread🌚)

Upon going back to the ship you took the longest shower, it wasn't until an hour in that you could get half of the gunk off.

tonight was the bonfire

the place where you were going to tell a certain someone a certain something

That was until she brought a certain someone around and lied to you for the entire half a year you guys had known each other.

But you didn't want that to ruin your mood, you loved camp out night, you could just chill with your friends.

"Yo do any of you have a hair tie?" You walk into the living room dressed in nothing but a sports bra and shorts that hugged your hips and ass perfectly, this was normal attire for you and for everyone to see. You were used to the lingering stares but if you were them you would stare as well, I mean who wouldn't with the way your thighs jiggled slightly every time you walked or with how your tits sat so pretty with and without a bra.

Your body was sculpted by the gods; literally

and you had a pretty face to match it

At first you didn't get an answer, you had thought you were being ignored, that was until you looked up and saw only two people sitting on the couch; Riri and Shuri who just so happened to be ogling you.

Shuri knew you were beautiful, she obviously saw it when she looked at you but she didn't think you could look any better than you already did. Your hair, still damp from the shower sat on your head almost covering your face, water droplets fell, cascading down the valley of your breast, some even going down your toned stomach. You hadn't noticed but Shuri and Riri did.

You rolled your eyes at them but before you could speak your best friend America Chavez or just Chavez which is what you called her rushed over with a scrunchie. "Here, is this good?"

"Yeah thanks" You take the scrunchie from her and tie your hair up in a ponytail, showing off your sharp jawline and round eyes.

This time Riri had broken out of her trance once Elijah called her name but not Shuri, she still looked, you couldn't resist the slick remark that fell from your lips. "Like what you see princess?"

Your voice was low and sultry and at the sound of it Shuri looked away in embarrassment, looking everywhere but at you.

You walk away with a smirk on your face walking to your room to get ready for the night.

This was it

Your favorite time of the month

You guys had found a nice spot in Oregon to set up everything, you guys got your smores and blankets out, the only thing surrounding you guys was good vibes and security. Not everyone had families or people to go home to, for some of you this was family, this was your guys home.

But as the night went on, it was soon time to start your favorite part of the night.

The time where everyone could share their spooky stories.

"Ok, ok I think the best person to share a story is Y/N, her's are the best" Which was Cassie Lang's or the younger girl version of Ant Man suggestion while you guys were arguing about who would go first

"Hey what about me? I thought you guys liked mine" came from a disappointed Kate. "No Kate yours are probably the worst" argued Riri with her head on Shuri's shoulder making a deep sigh and eye roll come from you.

Everyone began to urge you to start it off but you protested with a few no's before you gave in.

You took a deep breath before starting

"Have you guys ever watched beauty and the beast? Well this legend is a lot like it, this tale starts out with a man named John Wilkins."

"Now Mr. Wilkins was known as a strange man, he would spend his days out in the woods whistling the same hollowed out tune as he searched for the women in the woods; a witch who had been shunned from the rest of the town, she was said to live in a cabin near the edge of town but no matter how long he looked, Mr. Wilkins couldn't find her, he had told everyone that he would and could find her but it never happened, he would go home empty handed. That was until on his way back he stumbled upon a small cabin, it looked like it had been lived in, there were linens hanging on a clothesline and smoke erupted from the chimney. Mr. Wilkins had finally thought he'd done it, he had found the women in the woods."

"He walked in; the door opened with a loud squeak. The strong smell of mildew wafted through the air and it was cold with a limited amount of light, he couldn't tell if anyone was near so he walked around hoping to find the witch, he looked and looked but no one was there, he began to walk out but as he neared the door the sound of his footsteps weren't the only thing to be heard. He whipped around only to be face to face with the witch!"

Everyone jumped back, spooked by the cursed tale.

"The witch was standing there with her ripped up, pitch black dress. Her face was covered by her claock but he could see her wrinkled face and pale completion."

"He stood there... not knowing what to do. Until a strained and low voice broke the silence"

"who... are you?"

"she questioned him and he couldn't say anything, she asked again, louder"

"Who Are You?"

"Mr.wilkins finally answered in a shaky voice."

"I- I.... my name is John Wilkins"

"Why are you here John Wilkins?"

"I just wanted to-"

"you wanted to what!?"

"The witch was getting impatient and angry, she demanded an answer"

"I'm sorry... I just wanted to know if you were real."

"well know that you know... there is only one last thing to do."

"and- and whats that?"

"You must die, of course. I can't have you walking around telling people where I am"

"W-wait, wait! I promise I won't tell"

"He pleaded hoping the witch would sent him free but it was no use, he was going to die at the hands of the witch."

"the witch didn't say anything else...

"now that's the ending of it. No one knows what really happened to John, all we know is that he found the witch. Some people say... they can still hear him whistling in these very woods"

Silence

no one said anything

nor did they dare to even breath

the break of silence sent a chill down everyone's spine

A long toned out whistle in the distance.

silence again.

no one dared to move

then again

a whistle that seemed as if the shrill sound was coming from everywhere.

this time as the whistle rang out everyone jumped up in a rush to get back to the ship.

no words said as everyone hauled ass, everyone except you who had decided to stop dead in your tracks as you heard a real voice this time, a faint whisper.

you look back into the trees, nothing.

but something about the darkness kept you there, with the warmness of the open bonfire, and the slow chilling breeze.

all your senses heightened in the moment

touch; goostbumps traveled up your arm from the cool winds

taste; a subtle metalicy taste

smell; the earthy smell brought from the surrounding area

sight; the large dark figure standing still in the trees

hearing; the slow crackling from the fire

Yo wait...

you turn your head to the side and the shape of the figure seems to get clear and more real.

you feel your body wanting to go forward, right into the arms of what seemed to be danger and you might've if the hard tug on your arm didn't snap you out of whatever trance you were in.

"Y/N LETS GO" yells a concerned Riri.

you don't feel in control anymore as you get dragged away.

you turn your head to get another glance from that thing and just as your about to turn your head back the other way, you could have sworn that you had saw the figure give a small wave.

worst part about it?

you almost waved back.

You get in the ship and everyone stares, they see your shaken expression and their faces turn from scared to worry.

"Y/n? are you ok?" Teddy says slowly.

"yea you look a little shaken up" utters America. "why did you just stand there?"

you look at her

then everyone else

then you turn back to peak at Riri and Shuri.

then you turn your heels and walk to your room.

not a word

not a peep

everyone sits confused but they don't meddle or persist. This was what you did.

to be honest you weren't very talkative with them when it came to problem, or how you felt, or just normal stuff like if they asked what your favorite colors was and wether or not you were caught up on the daily news.

it might have been due to your shyness or the fact that you barley had any memories from your old life.

the life you had before with your dad and fake mom and two siblings.

the golden child you were

now stuck fighting monsters brought upon you for whatever reason.

you sit on the edge of your bed and the only thing your body can do is cry.

and you cry and cry until your eyes turn red and your head starts to hurt which then you decide to close your eyes and fall asleep.

the next morning was nothing short of awkward

your friends just stare as you walk out into the kitchen area.

“hey y/n” utters one of them but with your back turned to them you weren’t sure who.

you don’t reply and instead start up a new pot of coffee.

you stand there waiting

no one says anything

the silence was so unbearable

so mind graining

this was worst than your own personal problem you had going on at the moment

you finally spit something out

“We still have that mission at three. I expect you all to be ready, even our little guest.” you glance toward Shuri on the last part, making sure to give Riri the nastiest mug you could muster as your eyes divert to hers.

No one said anything but they all understood.

You walk back to your room after a hot cup of coffee is finally in your hands, you hate to say but all the coffee addicts were right.

You walk to your desk filled with pens, pencils, kill plans, you know that type of thing. Setting your mug down along with yourself before moving around to tidy up your area.

The bags under your eyes weigh you down as you try to get busy with the upcoming mission. You want to train a little, get your head back straight.

Yesterday was nothing short of weird and had you feeling like you were going crazy with the hundreds of voices going through your head and all the bullshit prophecies bestowed upon you from whatever.

To get your mind off of everything in your life you decided to get a little workout going. Train a little before the mission.

There was nothing that made you happier than killing a monster. You didn't know what it was but just feeling your weapon going through the body of an inhumane being felt like a breath of fresh air.

Maybe it gave off serious serial killer vibes but it wasn't like that. It was just the feeling of victory, the knowing that you were able to protect the good people that those monsters wanted to harm.

it made you feel better about all the shitty things you've done.

As you walk into the training compound you find yourself alone in a room with riri.

You roll your eyes as she stares at you.

“So how long are you gonna go without talking to me?” Riri asked as you drop your water bottle into a corner.

You don't respond and instead decide to look through the row of different weapons on the wall.

“Y/n.”

Nothing.

“Y/n” she repeats a little louder

Still nothing

“Y/n!”

“What!”

You reply in anger

“You don't hear me talking to you?” You could tell Riri was pissed but so were you. How dare she bring her supposed girlfriend onto the ship.

“I'm not talking to you right now” You needed to get away before you did or said something that you might regret.

“And why the hell not?”

“Cause your a liar”

“How did I lie?”

You scoff in disbelief

“Are you forgetting your little friend, that you brought? What the hell is wrong with you?”

“I told you about Shuri. You said it was fine cause we're not together. Plus I was doing it for you, us!”

“Us? What are even talking about?”

“Me and Shuri have always been in an open relationship, that was until we talked about bringing a third in. You.”

What the hell?

A third?

God you wanted to punch her.

“Why did you talk about it with me first?”

“Because I had to make sure that I and you had a connection before I brought you around Shuri. And we do, I love you Y/n and I know that you might not believe me but I do.”

You didn't know what to say

Riri loved you?

You'd be lying if you said you didn't love her

But the point was that she lied to you

“Riri I- I love you too but you lied to me. You should have just told me from the beginning before I started to love you, cause you don't understand how much it hurt me to see you with her.”

Uh oh, here come the water works.

“I'm sorry Y/n. I should have thought it out better, but my feelings for you are very real and I really wanna try this with both of you.”

You were hesitate and Riri could tell

“Please, for me?”

Damn, she always knew how to get you

“Ill think about it.”

Now Riri was in front of you, holding both your hands as she gets closer to kissing you

And you let her

You let her cause you truly did love her

And maybe you could love Shuri too

But first, you had to talk to her.

[domiforpresident]

Selfish lover

Riri willams x fem!black reader

Word count: 1.5k

Contains: cheating, crying, fluff

Dividers creds: @firefly-graphics

Summary: Riri’s heart is torn between you and shuri. She thinks that her love is shared equally which makes it ok, but you have had enough of being kept in the dark.

A/n: to the annon that requested this I love you sm because this was so fun to write

This is gonna be a 2/3 part fic so look forward to a part 2 very soon!!

Y/n’s POV:

Riri had been gone for a few weeks. Working on a project with Shuri in Wakanda. To your knowledge it was strictly business, Or at least that was the lie she told you. Her true intentions were to visit her girlfriend shuri. She didn’t mean to fall in love with her but she did. All whilst still loving you. For a while she was stuck. Confused on what to do with her new found feelings for the queen. Riri didn’t have the heart to tell you. She couldn’t bear the burden of breaking your heart. So instead she decided she would take on both of you as lovers. In her own sick and twisted mind giving both of you equal attention was justification for what she was doing.

You got suspicious at times when she would come home extra late. Not revealing where she came from. It was always “it’s top secret iron heart stuff, I would tell you if I could.” That excuse never really puts your doubts to rest. But you hated when your mind pondered the worst. So it would have to suffice.

There were other times where she would come home with scents lingering on her. Ones not familiar to your nose. Her excuse was “that’s a new cologne I’m trying my love”. Once again you would choose to believe her, just to put your uncertainty at bay.

Today Riri was coming home. Later than what she promised. This wasn’t out of the ordinary, but You became worried sick when the clock struck 12:00pm. Riri was well past being late. The silence in your room was uncomfortably loud, booming through your ears like a stereo. Your heavy breathing being the only thing that slightly drowned out this insufferable sound. Your cheeks were drowned in your tears. You kept rubbing them away hoping that they would stop. Though truthfully, you knew this wasn’t going to happen until your girlfriend came home.

*DING*

You flipped your phone up off your covers. Hoping that it was Riri. But to your dismay, she still hadn’t responded to your 30 missed calls. That’s when the thoughts of genuine fear started to kick in. What if a mission of hers had gone wrong, or worse? You decided to call Riri one more time. Still No response. Your heart was starting to collapse in your chest. Where was she at?

Riri’s pov:

Riri watched shuri intensely. The queens exposed biceps flexed with every bag she picked up. Riri always over-packed just so she could gawk at Shuri while she carried her bags to and from the ship. Shuri could’ve easily Gotten the dora milaje to complete this task. That is if she didn’t secretly love seeing Riri swoon over her.

“Are you going to keep staring at me or are you gonna answer my question?” Shuri chuckled.

Riri was so caught up in her own endeavors that she hadn’t realized Shuri was done gathering her things.

“I’m sorry Shuri, it’s just so hard to pay attention when my girlfriend looks this good” Riri responded. Eyes studying every part of Shuris body, stopping at her face.

Shuri took one large step closer to Riri. So now the front of their bodies would be pressed up against each other. Shuri tilted her head, a smirk adorning her face. “If you keep talking like that you won’t be going anywhere for a few more hours.”

Riri so badly wanted to give in to her wants. She so badly wanted to pounce onto Shuri right then and there. You would be ok right? It would only be a few more hours. Riri's mind started to slip to all the sinful things Shuri would do to her, and her to Shuri. But no, this wasn’t right. You would start to get suspicious and that could lead to Riri getting caught. Which she had never planned to happen. If Riri was lucky she could and would keep this up for years.

“I can’t Shuri, I would if I could” Riri sighed.

“You’re already late anyway, why not just stay one more day?” Shuri pouted, wrapping her arms around Riris waist.

“You know I got things to handle back home Shuri, I’ll miss you though” Riri pecked Shuri On the lips.

Shuri Leaned in to deepen the kiss “you don’t have to miss me when I’m right here Sthandwa sami.”

Their lips worked skillfully together, tongues intertwining. Riri wanted, no needed to stay like this forever. Her lips on Shuris was a match made in heaven. As Riri felt shuris hands creep up to her neck she knew to pull away. Or else she wouldn’t be able to escape Shuris embrace.

“Bye Shuri, I love you.” Riri waved as she stepped onto the ship.

“I love you too. Are you sure you don’t want me to come with you?” Shuri asked eagerly.

“I’m sure, love.”

….

After an hour of flying on the ship Riri caught a glimpse of the Chicago city lights. Quickly realizing she was home. Riri loved just sitting back and admiring How beautiful and familiar they felt. The nightlife in Chicago reminded her of home. They were her peace, and so were you.

You had always been Riris sense of peace and security. You were the only person she opened up to about Losing her dad and best friend. All the nights you held Riri while she cried were sealed in her mind. She couldn’t imagine being that vulnerable with anyone else. Not even shuri. You were the only person who knew how to nurture all her wounds that burned so deep for many years. When she was with you it seemed like she was immediately healed.

“We’ve reached your destination Riri” one of the dora milaje called out from the front of the ship.

This snapped Riri out of her thoughts. The ship door opened and she stepped out on the street. Her bags In hand. Riri inhaled deeply, drinking in the air she missed so much. To say Riri was Home Sick would be an understatement.

Y/n’s POV:

Abruptly you heard a knock at the door. Your head jolted up, wiping away the tears that slid down your face.

“Ma it’s me open up” Riri called out.

You ran to the door and looked through the peephole. Making sure that your ears didn’t deceive you. When you saw her a soft smile formed on your face. Thank god she was ok. Now that you knew she was well and alive. Your irritation started to kick in. Why couldn’t Riri text you and let you know she would be getting home late?

You moved your body back to open the door and let her in. She was dressed in a white tee and black sweatpants, Her curls out. She looked good but what was new. In her hands she carried pink carnations. Of course she would bring you your favorite flowers to make up for her absence.

“Flowers aren’t always gonna cut it, Riri.” You scoffed out at her.

“Damn I can’t get a hi? And since when am I Riri?” She said setting your flowers down on the table in your dorm room.

“Since you started ignoring my phone calls Riri.” You said with a look of irritation, Turning to fully face the smaller girl.

Once Riri saw your puffy bloodshot eyes, she rushed over to you. Placing her hand on your cheek. Wiping at the few tears that still sat on your face.

“Were you crying my love?” Riri asked with sincere concern coating her voice.

“Why would you care? You can’t even pick up the phone when I call you.” You looked off into the corner of your room. Not wanting to face her, and those big brown eyes. Those alone were enough to make you crack.

Riri turned your head back towards her. “I’m so sorry for however I made you feel, baby. I was working on a project and I couldn’t reach my phone. But that’s not an excuse.”

“Mhm it isn’t.” You responded.

She stretched out her neck to kiss you on the lips lightly. You leaned into her embrace.

“And I won’t ever do that to you again, Ok?” She said Still placing kisses on your lips. You gripped the back of her neck. Making the kiss deeper. How could you stay mad at her? Those soft brown lips were irresistible regardless of how upset you were.

“Does that mean we good now?”

You rolled your eyes “Oh shut up and come cuddle me to sleep.”

she tilted her head and scrunched her eyebrows Playfully “Don’t get too bold ma” she said, a grin on her face.

Riri listened though and the two of you fell asleep in one another's grasp. Your head was placed on her chest. The sound of her heart beating was a personally made lullaby for you. Making you sleep soundly for the rest of the night.

[blacklesbothatlovestowrite]

On My Mama Pt. 7 (Things I Hate About You)

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“Not gonna lie… I can’t fault you for fucking the OG. She fine af.” Riri whispered to Shuri as they watched You and your mother stare each other down. You’d walked up to the door, pushing Riri out of the way and had been staring your mother down for what felt like hours but was mere minutes.

“Riri, shut the fuck up.” Shuri hissed, irritated that all her effort was going to be demolished by this one moment.

“Ion know why you mad for, you got to fuck on the OG and you fucking on Y/n now. You greedy bitch.” Riri rolled her eyes. Not that she wanted to mess with your mother. She was aware the woman was attractive but she had nothing on you. You were gorgeous, smart, opinionated as hell and kind even though you tried to pretend you weren’t and that you didn’t care about anything or anyone.

“Are you not going to invite me in?” Your mother asked, her tone was sickly sweet. A tone you knew all too well. It was her nice nasty tone.

“No.” You finally spoke.

“No?” She repeated as if shocked.

“No!” You hissed, and slammed the door in her face.

“Oh shit.” Riri laughed in disbelief. She didn’t know what to expect but that surely wasn’t it.

“Y/n…” Shuri called but you ignored her as you opened the door to see your mother still standing there with a shocked look on her face.

“The nerve you have to come here is astounding!” You snap. Months of ignoring her and trying to pretend she didn’t exist hadn’t prepared you for the rage you felt at seeing her again. “You’re nothing but a selfish bitch! Never in your life have you ever been a decent person! You come here and for what? To make amends so that you feel better about yourself?! Fuck you! I told you I never wanted to see you again and you seem to think what? That I misspoke ? My DAD is DEAD, and I wish it were YOU! You are not a mother! You don’t know the first thing about being a mother! And if you think I’m being emotional or that I don’t mean what I’m saying hear me when I say… I FUCKING HATE YOU! I ALWAYS HAVE! DAD IS THE ONLY REASON I EVER RESPECTED YOU EVEN WHEN YOU TREATED ME AS IF I WERE MERELY THE SHIT ON THE BOTTOM OF YOUR SHOES YOU HOMOPHOBIC HYPOCRITE WHORE !”

Shuri and Riri shared a look of astonishment as they watched you crash out. You were visibly shaking, your eyes narrowed and your words emphasized with great contempt. Neither knew what to say or do as they’d never seen you this angry.

Your mother said nothing as she took in your words. Her jaw clenched and her eyes tightened as she stared at you in utter disbelief.

“Get the fuck away from my apartment and slither back to whatever fucking gutter you crawled out from!” You spoke again, wanting her to get just how much you wanted her to leave.

* WHAP *

You stare at your mother in shock as she slapped you so hard, you bit your tongue.

“You clearly have lost your mind! You do NOT talk to me like that!” She shouted.

“Fuc—“

* WHAP *

You grinded your teeth to keep from hitting her back, as she glared at you. She’d never put her hands on you before, she’d never dare with the way your father was about you.

“I’ve given you more than enough time to get your act together. I am your mother and you will respect me! I brought your ungrateful, spoiled and entitled ass into this world.” She eyes you, her mouth setting in a line.

“Entitled? Me? Clearly being a whore and a hypocrite isn’t enough. You had to add delusional to the list as well.” You spat, furious at her words.

“Y/n, I’m trying not to put my hands on you. I did not come here for this. Your father would be so disappointed with —“

* BOOP *

“Don’t talk about my fucking dad!” You punched her straight in the nose, hearing the crack.

Shuri quickly moved to grab you as Riri grabbed your mother as the two of you moved to hit each other. You had no love lost for the woman. That died when your dad died. You tried to be cordial and respectful and perfect for her and all she ever did was shit on it. Your dad pushed you to respect her, to love her even when she made it hard for you to.

“YOU. ARE. NOT. MY. MOTHER. YOU. DON’T. KNOW. HOW. TO. BE. ONE!!!!!” You screamed, fighting against Shuri’s hold.

“You excel at playing a victim, Y/n.” Your mother shakes her head. “Everything isn’t always about you. You’re angry because your little childhood crush fucked me? Baby girl, I am everyone’s childhood crush. Grow up and stop with this nonsense.”

Riri’s eyes widened as she stared at Shuri. She was shocked at the audacity your mother had. The whole argument between the two of you was absolutely absurd and it was getting more ridiculous with every rebuttal.

Shuri simply raised a brow. She had known absolutely nothing of your mother until she threw herself at her the night at the club. While she could admit your mother was gorgeous, she was no different from the many women that tried to get her attention. You were the only one besides Riri that showed her that you were more than just your looks.

She actually respected you and Riri. Something she couldn’t say for the plethora of women she’d fucked or whom had tried to throw themselves at her unsuccessfully.

Shuri was unsure where your mother got the idea that she was such hot shit. She literally fucked her in that club and walked away like it was nothing. In fact she took a completely different woman home the same night.

While she could admit your mother was good, and very attractive. Shuri remembered how much she hated how the woman ran her mouth. She literally fucked her from the back and choked her to get her to shut the fuck up. She’d fucked her several times in an hour after she’d finally shut her mouth.

The woman was a functioning drunk that talked a little too much about shit no stranger should have been privy to. Many things she felt you should have been aware of but it wasn’t her place to speak on anything. Let alone try to mend fences especially considering you were just getting on good terms with her.

“You’re bragging about being fucked like a two dollar whore in a club bathroom?!” You laughed, not even able to be angry at her words.

Weird flex but ok….

“Did you not fuck that girl in a car in middle school?” Your mother reminded you, a smirk on her lips. “You were always to fast for your age and yet here you are trying to shame me? I am grown.”

“Well it takes a whore to know one. As you said, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.” You returned her smirk. You were far from a whore but if she thought that would hurt you, she was sadly mistaken.

“You fucked up a good thing with a good man and yet here you stand with no remorse. Talking about being fucked by the same person you cheated with. You’re literal garbage. Not even worth my time. Get out and don’t come back.” You relaxed in Shuri’s hold, not even willing to continue with whatever this was.

“Y—“

You cut her off by holding up a hand. “Leave!”

Riri forces her towards the door and slams the door, locking it. She didn’t like the fact you both were disrespecting each other but even less that she as the mother was egging the situation on rather than trying to stop it.

Her mother would never act like that. She would never talk to her mother like that either but she also knew everybody was different and circumstances were different for everyone. The whole situation made her feel the ick. She felt like your mother was weird for fucking with anyone her daughter’s age, just off how she’d feel if that were her mother.

Then add to it how she was acting and what she was saying. The mere thought of her and her mother in a similar situation made her feel sick. She didn’t know who to side with as far as she saw it in her mind you both were wrong. Your mother for talking to you crazy and even more so for hitting you in the face. There was never any need for a parent to hit a child in the face. She’d never get behind that.

You were wrong in her eyes for disrespecting your mother. It didn’t matter what your mother did in her relationship with your father, it was between them not you. She could understand your loyalty to your father but it had nothing to do with you beyond how he died. You had every right to be upset but disrespecting her was wrong.

You both clearly needed A LOT of therapy in her opinion but she wouldn’t hold her breath on that happening anytime soon, if at all. For it to get physical like it did made it clear that reconciliation was far out of reach.

-

A few hours later You, Shuri and Riri are lounging on Shuri’s California King Bed. Shuri thought it was a good idea to smoke the bad day away. So you all were getting high and drinking. A bad combo, but one you needed.

“Why do you hate yo ma dukes so much? It’s gotta be more than just the cheating and the death of your pops.” Riri says, blowing smoke out as she stared at you.

“She’s not what she portrays herself to be. She’s homophobic, emotionally and verbally abusive. She belittles me any chance she got. My father was the buffer between us, she was always on her best behavior around him.” You roll your eyes as you take the blunt from Riri and take a long hit.

“You know today’s the first time she ever put her hands on me?” You laugh hysterically. “The scary bitch would have never if my dad was still here.”

“I’m sorry.” Shuri says, as she rubs your back. She took the blunt from you and took a hit, fighting the urge to ask the many questions she had on her mind. She hated when people tried to get deep with her so she’d be a hypocrite to do it to you.

“I don’t know what I did to make her hate me so much.” You teared up. You’d always thought it might have been the gay thing but when she fucked Shuri you knew it wasn’t that. “But I’m past the point of caring. I hate her just as much as she hates me so we’re even.”

“She could die tomorrow and I’d be like ‘She died? Hope that bitch is dead as hell!” You continued ranting, taking a huge swig of the Wakandan alcohol Shuri had.

Riri frowned but said nothing. She didn’t like that but if that was how you felt then that’s how you felt. She could see now that you had a lot of rage and resentment build inside of you towards your mother. If you couldn’t forgive your mother, how could you ever forgive her?

“Shuri, I wanna fuck.” You whined, climbing on her lap and straddling her legs.

Riri looked at the two of you in jealousy. She hated how things had taken a turn for the worse. She really liked you and she felt sick at how she fucked up. She still couldn’t get the look on your face out of her head.

You leaned up to whisper in her ear. “I wanna fuck Riri too.” You giggled at the look on her face.

“Y/n, you sure ?” She asked.

“I don’t have to like the bitch to fuck her.” You shrugged, you didn’t like Riri. You were sticking to that, even if you didn’t entirely believe that.

You climbed off of Shuri’s lap and started to strip, watching the way Riri’s hooded eyes followed your movements.

“Everyone’s doing reckless and trifling shit and I believe in that saying ‘if you can’t beat em, join em’ so, why not fuck you both.” You said, nonchalantly.

You were attracted to them both, and you were in the mood for some reckless behavior.

“Of course you don’t have to.” You give them both the option but you knew they wouldn’t deny you. They fucked each other many times before, and you were sure while they both wanted to fuck you; this was more exhilarating.

“You need therapy.” Riri shook her head, looking away from you.

She wanted you badly but not this way. If it was purely about sex she would have taken you up on the offer. She honestly could have pressed you harder and had your legs opened back when you didn’t hate her. She actually liked you, and she knew deep down you were still angry and hurt at her actions.

Fucking you wouldn’t change anything and she refused to be involved in toxicity. While her previous actions were toxic, she knew she was wrong immediately after and sought out her old therapist to gain some help and to take accountability for her wrongdoing.

She could see that you were in a downward spiral of self destruction and despite how much Shuri may like you. She was enabling the bad behavior. You used sex as a way to gain affection and hide your pain, it was easy to see and she was not willing to contribute to it.

When she’d initially made the bet with Shuri on who would be the first to have you, she had no real intention of going through with it. She’d merely wanted Shuri to stop the drunken whoring she was prone to.

And like she figured. Shuri stopped fucking random women and focused solely on getting your attention. She may have flirted with other women to get under your skin but she hadn’t touched another woman since the day you’d met.

Going back to therapy unleashed a bunch of things she hadn’t fully thought about. Like what led to her immature and petty actions. Or why she tried her best to look out for Shuri and be her stress relief when things got too much and she got sick of other people. Or why she was willing to sacrifice any relationship with you if it meant Shuri being happy.

She was still dealing with unresolved guilt from when she had unwillingly unleashed that psycho fish man on Wakanda. The Queen’s death still weighed on her, despite her trying to bury the feelings and thoughts that sometimes plagued her.

Therapy showed that she purposely sabotaged her relationship with you because she didn’t feel she deserved you. She felt she owed it to Shuri to help you open up and heal so the two of you could be together, even if it killed her inside.

It also unearthed her loyalty to Shuri in a way that her therapist said worried her. Riri spent every waking minute of the day focused on how she could better your day or Shuri’s. Her projects and vigilante work suffered, though her therapist knew nothing of her secret identity.

She felt slightly burnt out but it still didn’t compare to the guilt she felt at what Shuri had lost due to her. Nothing would ever make them even but Riri had vowed to always try to make things better for Shuri no matter what.

“I didn’t ask for Dr Phil.” You level her with a glare. There was no way she was denying you after all the ass kissing she’d done.

“Look, you can accept that fact or not but the truth remains the same. You need help, and I just want to be your friend. I care about you Y/n. Whether you believe that or not.” Riri sighs, before heading out of Shuri’s room and closing the door.

“Do you think I need help?” You ask, climbing back on top of Shuri.

“Absolutely.” Shuri nods, placing a kiss on your neck. “And I’m just the person to give it to you.”

You squeal as she flips you over so she is hovering over you.

[shurisbathwater]

EVERYONE STOP AND LOOK AT THE MATERIAL.

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Ghostface!Shuriri Headcanons

Surprise! Surprise! I got some headcanons for Ghostface!Shuriri for yall. Also I recreated a tag list so in case yall want to be tagged in anything, go ahead and fill out this form right here. ---> Taglist Form

Normal Lives

●👻● Outside her ghostface persona Riri is the perfect student. Still in college. 

●👻● Top of her class(of course), shows up on time, takes perfect notes, turns in work before the deadline, you name it. 

●👻● She doesn't mind doing work for her classmates. You want her to do your homework for you? It'll cost ya. (Her prices ain't cheap.)

●👻● Straight sneakerhead. Will make sure every outfit is tied together by the shoe.

●👻● Loves to go clubbing. Usually ends up with her finding a girl for her and Shuri for fuck around with if they're bored.

●👻● Despite her usually sticking to herself, no one truly has a problem with her. (If they do, RIP.)

●👻● Will talk her shit. Super sassy. Doesn't matter who you are or where ya live. Her slick mouth usually gets her in trouble. But ain't nobody gone jump with her partner a couple feet behind her.

●👻● Speaking of the partner, Shuri is the one who stays out of the limelight. 

●👻● She got away from Wakanda after T'Challa's passing. She believed he could be saved but that no one was trying hard enough. She dropped her duties as princess and went completely off the grid.

●👻● She spends most of her time in the lab under the house. Making new weapons, traps, home defenses. (She's still one of the smartest people on earth.) 

●👻● Also a sneakerhead. She's the one who likes to match shoes on a date.

●👻● Only goes clubbing so she doesn't have to hear Riri beg over and over again. 

●👻● Riri may be sassy but Shuri is MEAN. She does not give two fucks if she hurts your feelings. If you can't handle what she has to say then don't even look in her direction. 

●👻● If Riri has a problem with someone, so does Shuri. They're a package deal at this point. But if you're cool then you shouldn't have to worry about anything happening to you.

👻👻 "You know you was supposed to cash app me yesterday." Riri held a look of annoyance on her face as the football player fidgeted with his jacket. "Ah shit I forgot, $600 right?" She gave a small grin as she shook her head. "Nah, that was yesterday's price. It doubled since you forgot." His face fell and he bent down to mumble so his friends wouldn't hear. "$1200 is a little much don't you think?"

"Bet you won't forget again. I don't do this shit for free." She spat and he clenched his jaw. "What, are you gonna hit me pretty boy?" He steps closer to her before his eyes locked with another pair of brown orbs. "Is there a problem?" He quickly shook his head and sent Riri the money he owed before heading back to his friends. "I had it." The shorter girl grinned as she placed a kiss on Shuri's cheek. 

"Of course you did."

Behind The Mask

●👻● They don't just go around killing people for the hell of it. Their victims are usually people who did wrong by them or just don't deserve to live out their lives. Doing the world a favor.

●👻● Shuri uses a hunting knife with a sleek edge while Riri uses one with a ridged blade. 

●👻● Shuri is better when it comes to speed. She was training with her brother when he was alive. So if you manage to get away from Riri, you're not getting away from her. Loves the chase. Don't run. It only makes it more fun for her. "I love when they run."

●👻● Riri loves to play with their victims. Turns any chase into a game of cat and mouse. She also excels when it comes to stealth. She's the one who sneaks up on you when you're not looking. Can disappear in the blink of an eye. "Eyes on me ma."

●👻● Riri almost never has a messy kill. One clean cut is all it takes, hence her weapon of choice. Shuri on the other hand usually has some pent up aggression that she lets out during a kill. Not too much blood but just enough.

●👻● Won't let you see them in action. The only time was when you first met. But never again. The two agreed to keep everything ghostface related away from you. No matter how many times you ask. 

●👻● They did allow you to see them behind their ghostface personas only one time. The three of you drove to an abandoned building to show you how they hunt after endless begging. They even gave you a head start to run and hide. They made a bet on who would find you first with the loser making dinner. It didn't take long for Shuri to find you and to this day you and Riri wondered how she did it. 

👻👻 The only sound you heard was your own footsteps on the hard floor as you tried to be sneaky and find a good hiding spot. The building was long abandoned but still stood strong for a quick game of hide and seek. The two women gave you 10 minutes to hide and you had to admit your heart was racing. Quick, you say as you notice the cloak disappearing around the corner. You ducked under a nearby desk as one of them dragged into the room. You had a feeling it was Riri with how quiet they were. Even though they weren't going to hurt you, the thrill of it all sent jolts through your bones. When she left the room you took off down the hall with a wide grin. Time was almost up. Just before you could reach the doorway, a gloved hand grabbed your waist and you squealed. Looking up you saw Shuri take off her mask with a smirk. "How did you…..where did you come from!"

"What's the matter mamas? You look like you've seen a ghost."

When It Comes To You

●👻●Shuri is somewhat touch starved. So anytime you hug her from behind or snuggle up to her it makes her heart flutter. She eats it up.

●👻● Riri on the other hand loves having her hands on you. Whether it's holding your hand, grabbing your waist, or having you in her lap. 

●👻● They never let you go somewhere alone. If Riri can't be with you, Shuri is going and vice versa.

●👻● Riri is really big on PDA. Loves leaving small kisses and hickeys everywhere. Especially when someone hits on you while she's there. Shuri isn't into PDA like that but will not hesitate to pull you into a sloppy kiss if someone is bothering you. If it makes the other guy uncomfortable then it was worth it. 

●👻● Shuri gets jealous easily when it comes to you and Riri. That's where that sloppy kiss comes into play. And when you blush and hide your face in her neck, she's glaring at whoever is trying to shoot their shot. Also super territorial.

●👻● When you're alone they love to shower you in affection. Shuri loves running her fingers through your hair while Riri leaves trails of kisses along your shoulder. CUDDLE PUDDLE!

●👻● They will pamper you every chance they get when you're all together. Hugs? Kisses? Cuddles? Sex? They'll take care of you and all your needs. They will give you everything and anything you ask for.

●👻● Shuri teaches you and Riri Xhosa. You've learned that catching her off guard when switching languages flips a switch in her head. 

●👻● You're untouchable. No one in their right mind is going to lay a finger on you without lethal consequences. You want someone taken care of? Just say the word and they're gone.

●👻● They will not under any circumstances let you tag along for a kill. They would never put you through witnessing something as vile as them killing someone. Never again.

●👻● You definitely play with the voice changer. They have different ones but at this point you know who is who when they try to freak you out. 

👻👻 You tiptoed around the house trying to find your two girlfriend's with the small box in your hand. You found them on the couch watching Friday the 13th and grinned at the sight. Riri was lying under Shuri who had her arm over the girl's shoulder. You brought the box up to your lips and clicked the button. "Cuddling without me? How disrespectful." The two looked back at you before their laughter filled the room. "Girl, put that shit down and get over here." You sat down the voice changer and moved to lay your head down in Shuri's lap and your legs on Riri's. Though of course she couldn't keep her hands to herself and ended up between them. 🤭

[timeya]

Chapter 1

M

Devin, New Jersey

Early November

“Mina?” I heard kaylina call out. I was in the back room changing for tonight. “Here you are Mina! I’ve been looking for you.” She said with an upset voice.

“Sorry girl but I have to get dress and then help Ryan set up the bar for tonight. It is bad enough I was late.” I said walking to my locker for my hair tie. Kaylina came up behind me and helped me put my hair in a ponytail. “What happened! Normally I am the late one but today is you. Is everything alright.” She finished putting my hair back and took a step back. I closed my locked and took a deep breath.

I turned around I nodded my head and walked to the door after checking myself out. Once we walked out I seen Ryan cleaning glasses. I walked over there while Kaylina walked to other side. “Ugh! I need a drink. Ryan! give me my normal.” Kaylina said waving her hand back and forth. Ryan rolled her eyes and gave her a sweet tea out the mini fridge. Kaylin’s rolled her eyes taking the drink and walking away.

When I looked to see where she was going i seen Emerald walked over after saying something to one of the dancers. She came over to the side of the bar and gave me a hug a small kiss on the forehead “Hey Mymy. Why didn’t you text me to come get you.”She smiled softly looking down at me. “Sorry Emmy. I just had a lot to do and Zy wouldn’t go to sleep unless I was there with him. So I was late and had to uber. Sorry I didn’t call you but weren’t you in a meeting anyway.” I said restocking the liquor on the shelves. “That didn’t matter Mymy! It’s late at night and you ubering is not safe! Don’t make me hurt you girl. I know you’re smarter than that!”

Emmy took my hand a smacked it like I was a child. I took my hand out of hers, rolled my eyes and walked to the back of the bar where we keep the liquor. Today was Friday and we are mostly busy over the weekend so I wanted to make sure we had enough liquor in the front for tonight.

A little later

“Girl my feet hurt. Those heels are not for the weak. Aren’t you glad you aren’t a stripper Mina.” Kaylina said seating down behind the bar. We have been open for about 2 hours at the club is busy.I’ve been running around trying to make sure i get everyone’s drink orders. “Yeah, I am but my feet hurt too from running around. Im kinda upset that I didn’t get to see you perform.” I said grabbing drinks and putting them on my tray. I didn’t even get to her what she said before I walked away to give this table of girls their shots. “Here you guys go sorry about the wait ladies.” I said smiling at the group of girls. It was someone birthday so they get free shots on the house.

“Oh my gosh! thank you so much. Guys we have to tip her good!” They drunk birthday girl said. She was on her 5 drink and I don’t even know what shot number she was on but drunk was a understatement for what she was. Walking away from the group I made it back to the bar and took a sit.

I went to messages and seen my brother texted me a picture of Zylus still sleep. I hearted the picture and put my phone in my pocket when I heard someone call my name. “Mina! I need you to be the bottle girl for the VIP room tonight. Mia called out so it just Layla but she didn’t want to do it. Ryan said looking at the tablet in her hand. She been stressing all night because people keep calling out so it’s just 3 of us tonight.

“Um, sure i guess it’s like i have a choice” I said getting up and walking to where she was. She handed me a tray with dark liquor and a tray with light liquor. “ Ok it’s the VIP room on the third floor so you can use the elevator and the cart to help you. Just swipe your card and the elevator should work if not here is mines. Once’s you get up there knock 4 times before entering so they can know you are coming in.” She said handing me her id card and the cart. Once’s I put the trays on the cart i walked over to the back of the club and used her id card to get in.

S

“I’m telling y’all she wants me.She just playing with me.” Nawi said passing the blunt to Emerald. She telling us about this girl that she met who is playing hard to get. I don’t know why she thinks we give a fuck but we really don’t care.

“I don’t think she play Nawi.Its been about 2 months now.If she was playing hard to get she would have been told you now.” Izgoie said with a smirk on her face.

After she says said that we hear 4 knocks at the door. “Come in” i said looking down at my phone. “Sorry to interrupt but I am Mina your bottle girl for today.” I hear this sweet smooth voice say. When I looked up I seen who was talking. She looks new because i’ve never seen her before. She looks about 5’5, with the softest brown skin. As she walks in and puts the bottles on the table I look over to Izgoie and she looks her up and down with this subtle expression.

“Mina! you not no bottle girl you’re a bartender. What you doing up here. Emerald said getting up. I looked at her confused.How the fuck she know her. Emerald grabs the girl “Mina” hand and walks to the corner of the room. I look back over to Izgoie and she looks at me “She beautiful. How come i’ve never seen her before.” she said looking at me than back at her

“I don’t know. I’ve never seen her before either.” I said looking at her fully. She had the prettiest curly hair with baby hairs out into swoops. Her eyes were 2 different colors, light brown and hazel.

And man let’s not forget her body. I can tell she had a little pug but it didn’t look bad on her.

“you know i don’t like you coming up here mina” Emerald said with an attitude.

They talked for a while before mina looked around and looked at me. We held eye contact before she looked at Izgoie.She smiled at her before putting thebottles in her hand on the table, hugged Emerald and walk out..

THE END

[sleepynggafr]

shuri’s knees failin on her durin trainin cuz Okoye be too damn harsh

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BIG Dom eating it up Everytime