Queen Shuri - Tumblr Posts

Yeeeees!! My God yeeeeeeesss!!!

@love-too-believe LOOK WHAT I FOUND

Gonna go rewatch this movie in all the language dubs that are available right this instant 😌

I am very tempted to write some countess smut or shuri smut im negl to ya g. As a fruity queen I want to. BUT I WANNA WRITE A STORY ABOUT KAIS MASK

✂️✂️ Shuri x FEM!Reader (POC)

this one is the first request I got sorry I’m so fucking late @ppawmpkin you’re my bsf tho so hopefully i did this to your liking!

Taglist: @ppawmpkin, @quicksilversg1rl, @charsdunkie, @yes-divine-ruler

Im so unsure if yall wanna be on my taglist for things other than evan so just lmk pls

Warnings: Smut (✂️✂️) oral... If femalexfemale sex is a warning, then heres that XD

“Hello?” I held the phone close to my ear as I heard the woman on the other end express how much she needed me to come visit her. “When?” I waited as she flipped through pages, most likely her schedule, “Now.” I was sitting in only shorts and a tee-shirt. “But-” I was cut off “matter of fact I’ll come there.” I heard her hang up, I scrambled to get up brushing my ponytail back into its neat look. As I was going to change clothes my door opened, of course she was here before I looked good. “Damn, I wonder if you even have a bra on under that.” I turned around sending her a sharp glare before covering my chest. “I’ll have you know that I in fact do...not. shit.” I went to go put one on but felt her yank me back instead. “No need.” I felt her lips on my neck drawing a soft moan out of my mouth. She pulled back to remove my shirt, her soft hands caressing them before pushing me into my room before pushing my shorts and panties down, her hand immediately cupping my pussy getting my juices on her hand before she chuckled softly and laid me on my bed. “I just want a small taste baby” I spread my legs for her, her lips coming in direct contact with my clit making my body shudder in pleasure. “Please” She looked up at before sliding her wet tongue up my cunt and into my hole. My hands reached for hers as my back arched whilst she slid her tongue in and out of my hole before moving to suck my clit. “Shuri please.” She smiled and slid in two of her fingers while she sucked and kiss on my clit. I felt my orgasm coming incredibly quickly I couldn’t hold my orgasm for the life of me. I had spilt, my liquids from the orgasm spilling onto her fingers and lips as she licked me up. “My turn.”

YALLLLLLLLL @ppawmpkin POSTED SMUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTOWJDCALSMLASLDXLASD

Physical Love Letter

Shuri x Black Fem Reader

Translation: okuswiti kwam, my sweet

Tell me how it never felt like this

“Shuri.” You breathed, drinking in the woman whose fingers worked blissful wonders between your thighs. She trailed gentle kisses down the crevice of your neck, each sending small tingles through your stomach. It was indescribable, the pleasurable sensation that flooded through you at her actions, with every motion of those swift fingers of hers. You had never felt so much passion, so much intention behind someone’s actions. She enjoyed making you feel weightless, coaxing that euphoric feeling within you that only she could make you feel.

She peered up at you, basking in the way the morning sun highlighted your indulgence of her actions. She adored you like this, although she would never let herself succumb to that fact, she did. The way you responded to her, the sinful sounds that escaped from your lips and that glistening cunt of yours, it all fueled her passion to carry on with you.

She wanted to fully claim you, make you feel so good that the fact would be engraved within your mind for centuries and as unforgettable as she truly was, it probably would be. She handled you as delicate as a flower, yet, somehow beneath lay so much dominance and chastisement within every caress, every kiss, every pump of her fingers. It would be impossible for this to leave your memory, she was giving you something you had craved for what felt like a lifetime.

“Just like that, hm?” She said, curling her fingers slightly as she moved them more slowly, hitting a spot that sent waves of intense pleasure through you. “Yes.” You dragged, a string of curses exiting your lips as she worked. You could feel her moving downward, her free hand separating your thighs even further, spreading you fully. She went lower, intense eyes never leaving you until she was met with your dipping entrance in front of her view.

She could stare at it all day, glistening with that sweetness if yours, pulsing with the absence of her slim fingers. “I’ve thought about doing this all day, my love.” She said, right before licking a stripe up your entrance. You gasped, chasing behind your own breath, your hands grasping at the silky bedding underneath you.

“So good.” You praised, intertwining your fingers in her black coils, tugging on them softly while you coed her name. “That’s it, baby. Let me know how I’m making you feel.” She said, placing your legs over her shoulders, cinnamon colored thighs resting right on her back as she devoured you endlessly, drowning herself in you fully. “You’re making me feel s-so.” You trailed, feeling the tightening of your stomach. It left you speechless, your words being taken by the building of pure bliss within you.

She could sense your closeness, you were gliding right along the edge of ecstasy and soon she would provide you that feeling in full. “Can you cum for me, okuswiti kwam?” She mumbled, enjoying the feeling of your pulsing around her tongue. Soon, she felt the trail of your juices down her mouth, a dragged moan coming from your lips as you came. She took every inch of your honey substance, savoring your taste as the creamy liquid trailed down her throat.

The silence that filled the room was comfortable, filled with a serenity that was unexplained to you both. You laid under her and under the blanket of the sun, staring into the infinities of her eyes. You said nothing and yet she could hear a million words.

She couldn’t get enough and you, you were the same. You loved her and she surely loved you.

A/N: Y’all I haven’t posted in what felt like a good minute so here is one that I’ve been working on for so long due to procrastination. 😭 I hope y’all like it as much as I did when writing it, I try to add a little bit of “umph” within my stories now. Also I might have some more coming out today, one about Riri and another one about Shuri. 💗🫶🏾 Love y’all.

Taglist: @fentibeauty @axailslink @fetchyourlife @shurinfatuated @demxnicprxncess @shuris-whore @shuri-my-love @shawtuzi (lemme know if you wanna be removed or added) ✨

Was Bucky just chillin’ in Shuri’s freezer next to the hot pockets when N’Jadaka invaded Wakanda or did he just hear all the explosions from his little farm with the goats and go “Huh...better not” and just bake a cake or something?

Because the Royal Family of Wakanda was the only thing keeping him safe and without Shuri, or T’Challa, or their mother in charge, it’s more than likely that he would’ve been forced to flee and go back into hiding or Killmonger would’ve tried to kill him. Emphasis on try, because even with one arm I’m pretty sure Bucky could kick some serious ass...just a thought...

Or better yet, did Killmonger know about Bucky and send a team or something to kill him while he and T’Challa were essentially acting out the plot of the Lion King? Since Bucky has a lingering reputation for taking out politicians JFK and likely royalty anyway?

My marvel hyperfixation is coming back, so here’s a page of my marvel oc, Cami, and Shuri, in honor of lesbian awareness week. Before anyone says anything…it’s for my personal self indulgence and I really don’t care if you’re gonna tell me that Shuri “belongs” with a different character.

Redraw of a thing I made 2 years ago wooo

⚠️FLASH WARNING⚠️

Found this edit of the Queen herself that I made like a few months ago, so I had to post it

(Note: I’m sorry for the ass quality, I screen recorded this because I used CapCut Pro features and I’m not about to pay them ANYTHING)

I’m giggling at the thought of Shuri having zoomies

Griot: My queen, please calm down-

Shuri:

ok but like, has anyone else noticed that in the beginning of BP:WF, Shuri’s wardrobe is mostly white and at the end of the movie she’s wearing black???

In traditional African culture, white is the color used to symbolize death and grief for funerals

and then, at the very end of the film when everything is over, Shuri is wearing black while burning the funeral clothes.

I think it’s really cool how ever detail in this movie symbolizes Shuri’s grief and development as a character, and the clothes show that. Big fuckin props to Ruth E. Carter

you, who bares all your teeth in every smile…

My hand slipped

I think it would be really cute if Shuri started wearing a Heart-shaped herb in her hair (obviously not a real one 😭)

“It’s for the better of our worlds, Shuri…”

“Why can’t you stay…why can’t you just stay with me?”

”I’ll only be gone for a year, I promise…”

guys I’m fuckin hilarious

𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐱

Shuri x black!fem!reader

Summary: Your latest job has got you in your art room 24/7 and shuri just wants to spend time with her girlfriend

Warning: pretty short, might be ooc because this is out of my comfort zone but this was just a quick scenario i thought of, let me know what u think,

Ah, painting. Something that was usually so relaxing or exciting as you got to get all of your frustrations and emotions out onto the canvas and no one could control what you put into it. Except for now. You’d been hired to make art for the palace after Queen Ramonda had seen some of your work hanging up in you and Shuri’s room.

It was truly a great opportunity but that didn’t stop you from overthinking it. Is this color ok? Will it match? Is this not appropriate? Will she hate it? Will she love it? This strain of thoughts has cost you many canvases over the last few days and of course time with your girlfriend. Between her in the lab and you in your art room the only times you two saw each other was when it was time to sleep. Then you were both too tired to do anything. Shuri couldn’t take it anymore. She needed time with her girlfriend now. Shuri quickly took off her lab coat, gave everyone their instructions, and headed your way.

You were too into the third or fifth version (you really couldn’t tell at this point) of your current painting to notice her standing there watching you, smiling with her hands behind her back and waiting for you to notice that you were alone. Not to mention the fact that your music in your headphones was so loud that she could hear the beats and instrumental. Something she’d be sure to lecture you about later. The moment you turned around to get a specific brush, you jumped back a bit in surprise when you saw her.

You recovered pretty quickly, running straight to her, realizing that your mistake too late. “Oh shit. Baby, I am so sorry.” you said running to get a wet towel but being pulled back into the hug by your waist. “It’s fine my love, it needed something extra anyway.” she said, leaning her forehead against yours. You both let yourselves stay like this just for a moment. Until all of those thoughts came back.

Shuri just pulled you closer to her, rubbing circles on your back. “Everything you make is perfect.” She said softly, making you hide your face in the curve between her neck and shoulder. “You’re just saying that.” you mumbled.

“No, I’m serious.” she said, laughing a bit. “I tell you what. If you come home with me and relax tonight, I'll come back here and be a judge.” She said, still rubbing circles on your back. This caused you to look up at her with almost puppy eyes. “Really? You’ll be gentle though, right.” Shuri laughed at how cute you looked and sounded right now. “With paintings or..?” “Shuri!”

𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞

Shuri x Black!fem!reader

I wrote this after writing some not so fluffy stuff so its very short but I’m just practicing at this point. I also attempted to write hbcu shuri but it’s sort of out my experience so I’m debating posting that. 🤧🤧

It was 6:30am and Shuri had been due at the lab almost everyday now. With Wakanda in its current state, Shuri was definitely needed which meant that she couldn’t enjoy mornings with you like this unfortunately. You had tried to be understanding of how important she was to everyone but this morning you just weren’t having it. Shuri tried to wiggle out of your embrace which hurt her to do every morning but this time you had held on tighter to her waist and mumbled out a little “Noo.”

Shuri immediately crumbled and turned around to face you. “Usana, you know I have to go. I’m needed today.” She said, holding your sleepy face in her hand. “You’re needed everyday.” You said, barely keeping your eyes open or making sense. Luckily, Shuri has heard enough of your sleepy talk to become an expert in it. “I know.” She said in a sympathetic tone. Even from your lidded eyes, you could see the frown on her face and how worried she was. You reached up to swipe your thumb between her eyebrows, smoothing out the furrow between her brows and gave her a small peck on her lips before looking at her like you were memorizing her. This caused Shuri’s face to soften as she grabbed your hand and intertwined your fingers. “I’ll be back before you’re asleep. I promise.” She said softly.

“I know. Go.” You said in the same tone. Shuri nodded a bit before you grabbed her arm, dragged her back, and hugged her tight. Shuri let out a small sound of surprise before hugging you back with the same tightness and pulling back to give you an actual kiss this time. “Now, go back to sleep.” She said lightly as she tucked you back into bed and gave you a kiss at the top of your head, smiling at your sleepy wide grin. “I love you.” was the last thing she heard before she turned around to see you knocked out. “I love you too.” Shuri whispered as she got up. She was definitely going to make it back in time tonight. She promised.

idk if i should be ashamed or proud of the fact that this is most consistent i’ve ever been with writing but just know i am working on stuff im just slow