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behaving for an audience +18 (shuriri x reader)

after a new rule is set in place from shuri, you and riri decide to break it despite knowing the consequences. shuri comes home to her disobedient girlfriends and decides to teach them once more.

HARD DOM SHURI COMES HOMEEE ONCE MORE!! y’all i want to personally thank @mbakuetshurisprincess for this sexy ass idea but over all i got TOO many requests for more brat tamer shuriri x reader and this is just y’all’s fantasy bc i’m crazy just like y’all are.

to note; i took inspo from the shuriri NSFW headcanons and the first time shuriri story, so please read those before you read this! and here’s the playlist for shuriri x reader if you haven’t read that either

you know the warnings : overstim, crying, multiple orgasms, brat taming, name calling, squirting, drooling, (lots of fluids in this one yall, it gets intense) restriction, blindfolds, harsh punishment, orgasm denial, tribbing, strap on sex, dom! + brat tamer! shuri, switch! + brat! riri, sub! + brat! reader, breeding kink!

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translation : ndibuze unthando: ask me love

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you haven’t cum in nearly a month. and it’s all shuri’s fucking fault.

you guys have been together for nearly 6 glorious, sexy months and nothing makes you more happy than being with your girlfriends, but you’ve completely overlooked the relationship you three have. after one more than enough threesomes and a many conversations, you three have come to the conclusion of where your roles are in your relationship, both sexually and emotionally.

shuri was gonna be a dom, of course, you and riri both knew and riri had come forward and let you both know she’d be more than find with switching. you had told them you were a switch but after being topped back to back, it was natural for your conclusion to change and come out as a sub, which they were both okay with.

but it was until last month that some problems arose.

shuri had been busy, much like she usually was, and there hadn’t been a full time for the three of you to be together in a minute. you and riri were both worked up because of this; deciding to just do a small quickie before bed. and once shuri got home and noticed you two both knocked out, she felt disheartened, not only for missing another night with you and riri again but because she herself hadn’t been satisfied in a while either, her work and black panther duties pushing her farther away from you both. this resulted in a big group discussion one late evening, some time later.

shuri started, “my loves, i need to talk to you both,” and you and riri share a glance as you both put on your pajamas, “what’s up, shuri? are you okay?” you ask first and riri looks at her when you do.

she laughs a bit, “yes, i’m fine, i don’t mean to scare you at all, it’s nothing bad, just hear me out,” shuri gestures to the bed and you three sit down and she speaks again before your and riri’s brain scatter even more. “i know i’ve been busy with being queen and black panther and i’m sorry i haven’t been that attentive to you both, truly.”

you speak up, ready to defend her, “shuri we both know how busy you get, it’s alright,” and riri agrees with you, “yeah, baby, we totally understand, this nation literally can’t run without you,” and shuri nods, “but what i mean is, we haven’t had any time together here,”

and you let out an “ohhhh,” after understanding she what she meant— sex, intimacy, being truly together. you blush a bit and riri talks before you do, “yeah, i guess we haven’t… but like what can we do? just wait for each other?”

and that’s what starts this whole thing.

shuri brightens up a bit and smirks to herself, “yeah. maybe we should. exercise some control, yeah? see how well you two can behave.” by now riri’s interest have been peaked, while your head is still reeling. “you mean like wait as in, wait until all three of us are available to have sex? like all three of us?” you clarify and shuri nods, completely serious.

“yes. i want you both to wait.”

it’s completely absurd, you’re thinking after nearly five weeks of absolutely nothing. after that shuri had specified what she meant; you’re allowed to masturbate and you touch yourself but Bast forbid you or riri try to fuck on each other. riri hasn’t touched you, shuri hasn’t touched you, you’re literally getting off on small kisses and it’s driving you insane. so much so your vibrator is starting to look like your best friend.

and you know you shouldn’t but you want to test either of them, see who would, if they would, crumble first. you know what’ll happen if you go to riri and get caught; shuri all the more willing to punish you both together as she’s done many, many times before.

but even that excites you— shuri’s punishments are nothing but intense pleasure fests for you and riri both. there hasn’t been a time where you actually learned your lesson because how genuinely you both loved and longed being punished by her.

and then, an idea forms.

after your fourth failed attempt at masturbating, you decide to see if you can get away with convincing one of them to just go ahead and fuck you someway possible. you get up from bed and toss your useless underwear and vibrator aside to go and look for your girlfriends.

it’s a slow day in wakanda, shuri’s barely had to leave the throne room and riri’s been mostly in her mini garage building away. you decide to go with your idea and hit riri first, her all the more willing to fuck you and disobey shuri than the other way around.

you put on your favorite shorts, and riri’s crop top hoodie (she loses her mind when you wear her clothes) and walk with your slippers on to her garage, high ponytail swinging slightly as you sway your hips.

riri’s music is loud and you and shuri are the only people with access to her garage so when the door opens she immediately turns it down and greets you, “hey baby! one second,”

you walk around her projects, still swaying and she lifts up her googles and smiles, “hi, what’s up?” and you smile back wrapping your arms around her, “i miss you,”

riri wraps her hands around your waist, “i miss you, too, baby. what’d you need?”

you lower yourself, right next her lips and whisper back, “you,” and close the space between you two. riri smiles into the kiss, pulling you closer and deepening the kiss. you sigh as she rubs up and down your back, slightly groping your butt and moving her tongue against yours.

fuck, you’ve missed this, missed being so close to her, to either of them, and the thought of shuri catching you has you heated, your pussy twitching slightly. you move riri towards one of her tables and start reaching for her shirt to pull it off, sliding past her kimoyo beads.

riri pulls away, “okay, wait, fuck, remember what shuri said?” and you whine, “i can’t wait anymore riri, fuck. and since when are you one to follow rules?” she smirks back at you, the little convincing it took was all she needed, “yeah, yeah. you want me to touch you?” and you moan and nod back, her hands already taking off the hoodie you had on. she bites at your neck and spins you both around until your against a table, bucking against her and taking off your shorts.

she’s already moving your panties aside, her hands touching your lips and you moan, “fuckkk—” so excited for some friction. she moans back, mouth still working on your neck, “fuck, sound so pretty for me, baby,” and you nod. riri adds more pressure to your clit, circling around it with two fingers, and you buck and moan, tossing your head already close to cumming when—

the door opens. shit, fuck fuck—

shuri’s nearly around the corner before you and riri could even separate and explain but she sees you both, hot and practically naked and she stares for a bit as you both stammer.

“we— we were just— just” you try, fixing your clothes and shuri is still quiet, before she checks her beads and looks back up.

“five weeks and four days, huh.” she says and you both know what she means. riri exhales and you fiddle with your sleeves, the shyness that you try to so hard to keep down rising as you keep looking at the ground. shuri speaks up again, “i honestly don’t know why i expected either of you to last longer, but, here we are, right?” she walks closer to you both, titling your chin up and keeping her eyes focused on you and riri.

“my loves. i’m so happy i’m finally off tonight.”

she says it with pity. you lick your lips slightly, “where do you want us?” you whisper and shuri smiles, before walking away. “i’ll see you both in the bedroom, yeah?” and the door closes before you can even agree.

you let go of the breath you were holding, and look down at riri who looks like she’s just cum on herself and like she’s seen a ghost. “fuck.” is all she can say.

you’re in the bedroom with riri, dressed up and waiting for shuri. she had been calm for the longest, asking you both to get undressed and put on the matching lingerie sets she had gotten you both and making sure you were okay and prepared for the night; fingering you both with your underwear still on and not give you enough friction to even get off on it, just opening you up. riri had told you about this when shuri left the room, “she’ll be all sweet so when she’s actually mean you know the foregrounds, like who she was before,”

and it makes sense, you think sat on the bed, you and riri both anxiously excited to get started. she handed riri a blindfold and you a small pink tie that matched the lingerie, before leaving. you turn to riri, wanting to talk to cut some tension, “what’d you think she gonna do?”

and riri sighs and looks around the room, thinking, “i really don’t know. when i would get punished it would just be cumming over and over again, until i said the safe word. she went on for hours, like i really don’t think she gets tired.” she looks at you, “you remember that first time we had together?”

your brain pulls up the memory and you shudder, “yes,” if it’s anything like that, you won’t last a chance. riri nods, “well that was a fraction of what i used to get, like maybe a fourth.” well shit, “and since we’re both in trouble, who fucking knows. god, fuck, she’s taking so long,” riri whines impatiently, fiddling with her bralet.

you smile at her, looking at her set, a bra and matching underwear a soft pink color that shined perfectly on her skin, drastically different than yours, a black set with ribbons and bows that hang. you scoot closer. “you look pretty,” you whisper, still feeling bratty and wanting to test shuri, and riri looks at you and smiles, “you do, too.”

you lean closer and kiss her again, you’re already in trouble there’s really no point in trying to behave now, right? riri seems to completely agree with you, moving steadily against your mouth and holding your cheek as you kiss. you’re just barely getting into it before you hear shuri come in and break you two up once more. you separate slowly, no use in hiding it, and shuri smiles softly.

“on any other circumstance that would’ve been exciting.” she says, her voice low and deep, that you and riri both feel it in your core, “but, right now, i think we’ll keep the praises for later, yeah?” you nod and see out the corner of your eye riri does too.

shuri walks closer, “i really wanted to treat you both tonight. i was coming in your garage, riri, to let you both know i was off, but instead here i am being mean and having to punish you.” she sighs like it’s an inconvenience for her but the smirk on her mouth suggests otherwise. you rub your thighs together, impatient, and huff out, “can we please just start?”

shuri holds your gaze for a second, her eyes dark, and, shit, you feel like that might’ve been the wrong thing to say. but after a while, she smiles that warm smile like she isn’t about to fucking wreck you, “yeah we can, sthandwa, you remember your safe word?” she asks gently and you and riri say it at the same time and she nods. she tilts her head back, “lay down for me, y/n. riri, up,”

you move first, semi excited and very nervous as you lay down and riri stands, looking at shuri with wide eyes, and she whispers to her. riri sighs and sits on top of you, much to your surprise and gestures towards your hands as shuri start to get undressed.

you look between her and riri, and shuri starts, “you can’t keep your hands to yourself, can you, sithandwa? so i’ll make sure you can’t touch anything for the night, okay?” the pink tie, you think as your eyes widen. shuri is behind riri now, topless, and rubbing up and down her arms, and murmurs, “if that’s too much, let me know—”

but you cut her off, “it’s fine.” and she smiles, kissing riri as she puts your hands together, riri making a perfect knot as if she’s done this before. you shudder as you think hard, maybe she has. shuri grabs the lube and the blindfold.

she starts again, “and you, riri, don’t need to see anything, always so ready and expecting, right, usana? i need you to completely give your sight to me, okay?” riri gasps lightly, before nodding and shuri ties the blindfold, obscuring her vision and you see riri visibly swallow and it hits you; shuri’s trying to hit both you and riri’s weak points.

riri has said it before: she loves to see you both come undone, it’s her favorite thing. and she absolutely can’t stand it when someone else is in control unless they can keep her there. and you need touch, you crave it like an addict. and with your restricted hands and riri’s hidden vision, shuri’s trying to make you both beg for her, completely admit you need her and apologize.

fuck, she really has it all planned out.

you huff at nothing, moving your bound hands against your chest and slightly thrust against riri once the realization hits, “shuri, this isn’t fair,” you whine and riri moans at the feeling of you rub against her. shuri smiles a bit, “it’s not supposed to be fair, my love. it’s supposed to be a lesson,” and you huff, moving your legs since it’s all you could do.

she settles you, “don’t move, love, you’ll cum soon enough, okay?” and you whine again and you hear riri whine, too, still grounding herself on your lap, muscles flexing. shuri takes a step back and takes you both in, sighing. “you both look so lovely.” she whispers and you twitch again, needing some type of friction on your clothed pussy and riri moves slightly against you too.

shuri doesn’t seem to notice though, grabbing two small dildos from the drawer and soaking them in lube and then coming back behind you both. she moves your underwear aside first and you feel the coldness against your pussy and buck, surprised she’s already starting. shuri shushes you and rubs your legs before pushing the dildo inside and holding it there, before moving on to riri to do, you assume, the same; riri gasps and huffs out her nose, her hands gripping at your abdomen.

that can’t be it, you think, and move your legs around, “shuri, what—” you start but she puts a finger to your mouth, now next to you both. “whoever cums first gets punished first, kuqondwa?” and you see it, a small, black remote in her left hand and her thumb presses against it.

fuck.

the small dildo stutters inside, resting right on your g-spot, and you and riri both buck, tossing your head back and moaning, and riri claws at your stomach, gasping and hanging her mouth open. riri whines on top of you and gets needy too fast, she starts to rub against you, obviously needing friction on her clit and you whine,

“haaaa, fuck, fuck! riri don’t— don’t move, ugnnnhhh—” and she shakes her head, whining, “need it, uhhh fuck fuck, feels so good,” and you whine, hearing shuri laugh a bit as she lifts your tied wrists from your chest and binds them headrest. you buck again, whispering retorts and she just looks at you.

the pressure from riri’s entire body being on your clit and the low vibe pulsing inside you has you closer to cumming than you want to be. you close your eyes and try to settle your body as shuri’s gaze pierces yours, she’s still behind riri, taking of her bralet and playing with her puffy nipples and riri is letting out gasps of surprise, still not used to being blinded. she whispers, “you close, y/n?” and you huff and shake your head, trying to slow riri’s thrusts down against you, the frills of the lingerie hitting you just right.

“no! no, i’m — im not, i can’t, fuck—” and it’s pure misery, and you see riri’s chest heave, she’s about to cum, you think, and you whine. riri’s head is entirely on shuri’s shoulder, she needs some grounding, and shuri is encouraging you all the way, whispering a small “go ahead, baby, let me see it,” and you buck, your entire body shaking. no, no, no—

it’s happening before you can even say it, you’re cumming, just off of shuri’s words alone and you feel it; your pussy twitches around the dildo, it nearly slipping out while your clit pulses on riri’s and she gasp herself, yelling out a “fuck! im cumming, i’m cumming, i’m cumming—!” right behind you and you can feel it through the silk, her clit practically kissing yours as her orgasm racks through. you huff and thrust against her once your subsides, your nails digging deep into your hands.

riri finally comes to, head lulling forward as she catches her breath, the vibing in your pussys has finally stopped. shuri takes a breathless laugh, “well, that was nearly a tie, but i think you came first, right, y/n?” you shake your head again, eyes still closed and lip still between your teeth, not wanting to admit defeat.

“no? you didn’t cum?” god fuck, her voice; her tone has entirely changed, challenging you to lie to her again. you moan out a sigh and nod “yes, yes, i came i came first, i’m sorry, i’m sorry shuri—” and she’s shushing you again, holding riri and leading her to lay down next to you, she’s still completely breathless and whining. you feel her rub up against your thighs, and you twitch, wanting to close your legs but deciding against it.

you feel shuri slip against you, when did shuri take your underwear off? and riri is laying at your side, still coming down from her orgasm. shuri’s strap is already wet with lube and you gasp and shut your eyes again, feeling her almost pushing inside. “y/n, look at me, love,” she whispers and you open your eyes slightly.

shuri’s smiling at you, of fucking course she is, obviously loving this torture and you buck, feeling her push inside, gasping out wetly. “don’t cum, alright? riri, you hold this yeah?” she hands riri a different vibrator, and riri huffs, moving her hands around to reach for it and holding it against her still clothed clit, turning it on and whining lowly, a slew of curses leaving her mouth. you watch her intensely before gasping yourself, feeling shuri finally push inside you and you keen, moving your body around as your hands were still bound.

“shhh, sithandwa, be still and just take it okay?” and you shout out, your pussy feeling overwhelmed. riri’s moans are in the background and you can’t help but whine with her. shuri starts slow, thrusting against you like she wants to make sure you’re okay and it’s insufferable. you hear riri distantly say, “haaaa fuck shuri i’m cumming, can i cum please, i’m so— i’m so close—” and she sounds so filthy that it causes you to buck against shuri, who laughs at you only to say, “go ahead, ri, cum for me love,” soothing over her legs as she whispers out praises and is still fucking harshly into you. riri rolls over to you, capturing your mouth to try to keep you afloat and ground herself.

your mind is blank though, riri’s orgasm is just a precursor to you as you feel your pussy get practically assaulted, shuri’s skin slapping hardly against yours and you can’t even hold onto her, you can’t feel her, and it’s awful, you whine, “take— take them off, please please! i need, i need you—” you sound so pitiful and shuri pays you no mind, keeping her pace until you feel your body swell with heat, you were gonna cum, you could feel it in your veins, your brain fogged. you strain against the tie on your wrist and whine in riri’s mouth once she kisses you again,

you pull away, “i’m cumming, fuck, stop, shuri please, i’m cumming, i — i cant, fuck fuck! haaa—” but she doesn’t hear you, you can hear her faintly grunt, but it doesn’t matter, you can’t keep it down, your orgasm ripples through your skin, back arching and hands shaking against the headboard as your pussy squirts against shuri, you feel your clit pulsing and you moan breathlessly, drool leaving you mouth as it hangs open.

after it subsides, shuri’s pulling out and catching her own breath, rubbing your thighs, and kissing your ankles. “still not behaving, huh?” she says lowly and pitifully, like she tried to give you a chance, and you want to retort, to bite back an “i tried to tell you,” but nothing comes out, your brain is completely unavailable. she chuckles a bit, the scoots to riri as you recover, kissing all over your face, whispering praises and thank you’s. she slips the blindfold off and riri whines when the light hits her eyes.

shuri laughs a bit at you both, moving away to grab yet another fucking strap and handing it to riri, “can you be good and fuck y/n while i fuck you?” and you gape at her, mouth hanging open before turning over to riri, who’s already agreed and is standing on wobbling legs. shuri leans down and kisses your whimpering mouth, grabbing your wrists and untying the tie and you let your a hands fall. “be good, okay?” she whispers and you feel tear prick your eyes when you feel riri’s hands slide against your legs and her mouth kissing at your stomach, “i’m trying—” you start and she shushes you, “don’t. if you want to cum so much go ahead, alright? but when i say so,”

you whine, but nod, and shuri adjusts herself and settles behind riri, already moving inside her and she bucks, huffing before leaning down and opening your legs once more. “good?” she says, just as breathless as you and you nod, feeling riri’s dick, a little bit thicker than shuri’s’, right against you, your pussy twitching at the thought of being full again. she pushes inside you slowly, and shuri starts thrusting lightly, causing you both to moan.

your hands now free, you grab at riri’s stomach, her getting the hint and leaning down to kiss you as you wrap your arms around her and shuri starts with a subtle rhythm, moving inside riri causing her hips to start inside you. you both pull away and gasp, riri’s forearms nearly giving out as shuri fucks into her, harder and harder. you can feel it, fuck you can hear it, the harsh slapping of skin echoing around the room.

riri’s cursing against your mouth, trying to hide herself against your lips, bucking weakly against you but still thrusting nonetheless. you can’t even think, your pussy so full and overstimulated you couldn’t tell. but riri’s pussy must be full, you can tell by the way she’s whining, moving slightly and gripping at the sheets. you can see shuri grabbing at her hips and sighing, clearly enjoying watching you both. “you gonna cum riri? go head, love,” shuri whispers against her neck and riri’s mouth hangs open, low moans leaving it.

“fuck, fuck! uhhnnn—” she sounds so sweet, you think, and you wrap your legs around her slightly, pulling her more inside you and causing her to get some more pressure on her clit and she whines, “fuckkkk i’m cumming, fuck, fuck, FUCK—” and you nod, “cum riri, cum for me cum inside me baby, please,” and it’s everything riri needs to hear.

she lets out one more shout before completely stilling, eyebrows furrowed and eyes shut as her pussy shakes against yours and practically swallows shuri’s dick, her orgasm seeming to rack through her whole body. you can hear the fabric being squeezed between her fingers as she whimpers and you sigh, watching her in awe, nearly mesmerized.

shuri pulls out slowly, and riri does the same, falling next to you, catching her breath. shuri sighs again, “are you okay?” and you know she’s asking you both, but neither you or riri can say anything so you both settle for nodding instead. you can feel her smile, and shuri taps your legs, “can you move usana? stand up for me?”

fuck, there’s more? you moan, tired, but still excited, your pussy leaking slightly at her directions. shuri asks riri to do the same who moves slowly but moves nonetheless. once youre upright, shuri grabs your face and kisses you deeply. “can you ride me, my love? cum for me one more time?” you look at her with tired eyes, body aching, and nod, “yeah i can, i’ll be good i promise,” you whisper and she smiles and lays down. “ri, you’ll sit on my face for me love?”

fuck. riri moans out, “yeah,” quietly, her voice nearly gone. you settle on shuri’s hips, lowering yourself on her dick as slow as you can, moaning and whimper out lowly. riri does the same, facing you and slightly sitting on her face, clit overstimulated and her body shaking. you start slowly, raising your hips and moving down slowly, your clit brushing against her abdomen.

you hear shuri moan in between riri’s thighs and riri is silently whimpering, grinding against shuri’s tongue and rocking her hips into her sharp jawline, hands gripping the sheets. you lean forward and capture riri’s mouth, needing some type of grounding, hearing her sigh into yours as you both feel shuri practically everywhere.

her hands are steady gripping at riri’s butt, her legs flexing against yours, you can hear her licking at riri’s pussy and you can hear the wet sounds your own pussy is making against her dick, and fuck it’s too much, it’s too much —

you pull away from riri’s mouth, your movements becoming uneven as you feel your orgasm approach again, your body twitching when shuri starts thrusting harder up into, “i’m— i’m, haa fuck, shittt—” it’s useless trying to say it, you’re honestly positive shuri can feel it, and you do too. the feeling washes over you in waves, possibly your sixth orgasm of the night and it still feels as intense as the first, and you whimper, too overstimulated to moan out anymore and haunt your movements against her.

riri seems to be right behind you, her low gasp collecting at the back her throat and you see her twitch again, breathing heavy and sighing out, “shiitttt—” and her thighs flex against shuri’s jaw. riri completely falls over now, thighs flexing and she’s letting out ever curse word in the book, keeping her legs together to keep anything away from her pussy as she recovers. you’re still on top of shuri, pussy practically leaking on her abdomen. you see shuri, her jaw drenched and she looks like she’s seen heaven between riri’s thighs.

shuri sits up herself and sighs, tapping your thighs, “lay down love, this’ll be the last one yeah?” your thighs ache, you’re completely dizzy and obedient at this point and you nod, lifting up slightly and laying on your side, and shuri comes behind you, stretching slightly and flexing her arms, before opening your legs and sliding the strap against you.

riri lays next to, shuffling so your pussys are rubbing against each other and kisses against your mouth, dazed much like you, but still craving friction, and shuri starts, sliding inside you while riri’s mouth occupies yours and you moan, feeling her swollen clit shudder against yours.

shuri’s in your ear now, grunting softly, “you’ve been so bad havent you, baby?” and you nod, clawing at riri’s skin once shuri’s pace speeds up, her so obviously focused on her own pleasure now, “teasing me like that, fuck,” her voice is so loud over the sound of your pussy moving against riri’s and her dick literally stirring your insides.

“you’re so lucky i even let you cum, right? what do you say, baby?” fuck, fuck, you’re moaning and drooling and crying unabashedly now, moaning out slurred “thank you! unnhhh, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you—!” as she continues to drill inside you, your body moving harshly against riri’s who bucks back with you, “thank you, fuck, fuck, i’m so close,”

and neither of you can fight it anymore, your bodies completely obedient to shuri’s dick it seems and she doesn’t let up, still keeping up that harsh pace thrusting, as she chases her own high, “fuck, you want me to cum inside you, nkosazana? yeah?” and you’re nodding, really not even hearing her truly, just excited to have her finally, finally cum and give your pussy a rest.

she’s closer to your ear now, “ndibuza, unthando. beg me for it,” she whisper out and your whole body shudders, your mouth moving before you can comprehend, “cum inside me please, please my queen, i need it, please please, breed me, i’ve been so good—!”

it’s one harsh thrust later that your hear her curse lowly against your back, her thrusting stopping and her thighs twitching and you feel it, your pussy is filling with her, all the way inside you and the thought of shuri coming inside you pushes you over, grinding roughly against riri who bucks too, moaning out and shuddering as her final orgasm spills out of her skin and against your pussy in tandem with yours.

you huff out more “thank you”’s and riri is doing the same, sighing and pulling away from you and collecting herself. shuri comes up, kissing your cheeks as you lay dormant and rubbing up and down your arms. she slips out of you fairly easily and takes the strap off, sighing. “fuck, i’m tired,” is all she says and you and riri laugh breathlessly. she maneuvers around you and leans over to riri, kissing all over her mouth and soothing over her thighs. you’re both too tired and fucked out to kiss back.

she stands, albeit a bit wobbly, and says, “i’ll be back,” and she’s up again, and you and riri are still panting, holding each other as your bodies calm down.

riri sighs and you do too, “holy shit,” you say first and riri laughs dryly, “yeah,” she agrees. it’s quiet and you two cant even move for a while, still breathless and shaking, both of your entire bodies still quivering by the time shuri gets back with fresh clothes and new sheets.

she’s dressed herself already, boxers and a t-shirt, no a drop of sweat or exhaustion on her; she looks just as normal as she did before you all had even started, “we’ll take a bath yeah? then go to bed,” she says to you both, now that you’re sitting up and slightly coherent. shuri comes to you both, grabbing your faces and smiling.

“you both did so well for me,” she starts, sighing and you and riri look at her completely dazed and in love like she’s hung all the stars in the sky. her face changes slightly, “but next time, i’d rather you listen to me, understood?”

and you both nod, and shuri smiles deeply again before tilting her head for you both to follow her to the bathroom for a nice long bath.

before you get up, however, you and riri share a look that you both know means “we won’t be listening next time either,”

THERE!! DONE AND DONEEEE whewww MY FINGERS HURT SHIT!

i hope you guys enjoyed genuinely and happy fucking NEW YEAR!!! i’m so happy to have ended my year with a community of a bunch of sapphics wanting to fuck shuri and riri like me, so lovely

reblogs, replies, comments and likes are ALL appreciated much love!! 💗💗

come to me (shuri x reader)

heyyyyy!! this is the second book i’m writing on tumblr and what did I chose? pain.

warnings: angst, tears, mental health issues, self harm (it doesn’t go too in depth, just a small remark), reader is fluent in xhosa, I think that’s all

translations: ukhathazwa yintoni sithandwa sam?: what troubles you my love? ndicela undiyeke: please leave me alone, sithandwa sam, mandikuncede: my love, let me help you, yonke into izakulunga: everything will be alright

shuri has not left the lab in two days. two consecutive days. naturally, that worries me; my wife of four years has been cooped up in a lab for days without a little as a text. she hasn’t even come to eat breakfast. as a matter of fact, she hasn’t come down to eat at all…

I make my way down to her lab and begin knocking on the door. “shuri!” now, I know shuri isn’t a fan of being yelled at, but this was starting to be too much for me to look past. she hasn’t uttered a word to me or anyone else for far too long.

“shuri, ukhathazwa yintoni sithandwa sam? please come out; we can talk about this!” I knew she was troubled. she only got like this when something was on her mind. we’ve talked about healthier ways of expressing emotions in a therapy session we did a while ago, and I thought she was doing pretty well in communicating with me more efficiently. I suppose i’ve been mistaken

“I just need to be alone. i’m fine,” she said softly through the door. that was not the voice of shuri when she was doing “fine.” she sounded crippled and weak. something was paining her deep within her heart; I can feel it.

“then why haven’t I seen you? you have not come to bed in 2 days shuri, I want to see you face to face,” I demanded. my heart swelled with hurt from my wife’s distance. I know she’s been through a lot, but I wanted to be there for her. “i’ll give you 30 seconds to open this door before I get Okoye to break it down. I am not joking with you ohh!”

“ndicwela undiyeke, please I don’t want to talk now,” she was crying. I can hear it in the way her voice cracks and wavers. my mouth fell slightly agape; i’ve seen shuri cry many times, and i’ve seen her at her lowest, so why was she shutting me out?

“sithandwa sam, mandikuncede! i love you more than life itself, and it pains me to see you like this. open this door, and we can talk out whatever is bothering you!” I want nothing more than for shuri to be happy. she has been through too much, yet she still keeps a brave face on for the rest of Wakanda to see. but I am not Wakanda. I am her wife. the person she should reside in when she feels too many emotions to handle on her own.

I call out, “shuri?” and am met with silence. was she ok? what was she doing in there? what is she feeling? what is she thinking? “shuri, please, you know I worry about you!” still, nothing but silence.

“shuri! I am not joking with you, please don’t let me get Okoye!” my eyebrows furrow in worry as I hear a loud thump coming from the other side of the door, as well as a quiet sob.

“I don’t know how much longer I can do this for y/n. i’m so tired, and my heart aches. I can’t stop thinking about her. she’s all I see when I close my eyes, she’s watching over me, and I feel like nothing but a disappointment.” all I hear is pure grief and pain in my wife’s voice.

hearing her confession pains me as i know exactly what she is talking about. she has never talked about her mother's death, mainly concentrating on T’challa. still, there was a whole sheet of grief and pain that needed to be uncovered for shuri to heal fully.

shuri regrets her last words to her mother deeply. for bast sake, she had said them over the phone. shuri replays her words in her head constantly, constantly thinking about what she could have said differently, how stubborn she was, how selfish she was; would her mother still be alive had she just listened to what she said? shuri felt unworthy even to speak her mother's name because had shuri just listened and stopped acting like a child, her mother would be here to guide her, to love her, to tell her “yonke into izakulunga,” and that she loved her.

“shuri, open this door,” I say firmly but softly. the door cracks open, and I take that as an invitation to walk in. what I see next feels like a bullet to my chest.

shuri is on the floor curled up in a ball with fresh tears running down her face, heavy breathing, disheveled hair, and broken sobs flowing out her mouth. she has a small bruise on her left ankle, and it looks like a burn mark.

I drop down to where she sat and pull her into my chest. “oh, shuri,” is all I can say after seeing her in this state. my mind can’t manage to say anything else, and my heart is shattered. I want to tell her not to blame herself, that her mother loves her and is watching over her with pride, that everything will be ok, but for now, i sit and hold shuri in silence as she sobs against me.

WHEWWWW CHILE

i’m sorry y’all today was a bad day and I felt like writing smth short and sad.

normally I hate writing/reading sad shit so if this sucks lmk 🤭

ugh I listened to love in the dark by adele while writing this.. and I couldn’t stop crying

Me multiple times while reading this:

You did amazing with this story, your writing is so beautiful 😭😭

relax for me, pretty girl +18 (shuri x reader)

shuri needs to relax, again. Bast forbid she actually gets the rest she needs. but you’re her wife, and once more, you’ll make sure she gets what she deserves.

sub shuri my beloved, i’ve been meaning to write about her for so long and i finally CAN! this is the same wife reader from i can take care of you, so reader that one before coming here!

warnings; sub switch shuri x soft dom reader, squirting, multiple orgasms, name calling, pet names, smothering kink, sexual massages, strap on sex, tribbing, sex toy usage, married love making, bottom!shuri!!!!

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translations: ndisondele kakhulu: i’m so close |uziva ulungile: you feel good | uyizuzile: you’ve earned it |

you can hear shuri’s groans of frustration from the lab before you even enter it. after your beautiful week of relaxation and love making, it was back to business as usual. and even though she took her health and her needs more seriously, after a couple of months shuri was back to her old ways— crowding herself in her work, coming to bed late, and taking up long missions with no break.

it saddened you; you knew why she was throwing herself in her work, she wanted a distraction from the year anniversary of her family’s deaths, but she was not well, dark circles under her eyes again, small cuts around her lips because she had been biting at them too hard, her posture was ruined— your poor wife was just so exhausted.

you knew another week of relaxing wouldn’t do much, this way of living was embedded into shuri’s core, and it wouldn’t do anything if she had another week off except relax her for a moment, then she’d be right back to square one. so you had developed a plan.

you would reward her tonight. for all her hard work and dedication, you’d make her relax.

you were going to take charge tonight.

you felt your cheeks heat up at the thought of it; you had always followed shuri when it came to your sex life. she was more than happy to guide you, take control and lead you both in euphoric ways, but tonight you wanted her entire mind, heart, and body to relax, and you knew the only way to do so was to take complete control tonight.

you knock softly on the doors and push them open, griot announcing your presence, “panther, your wife has arrived.”

you walk around the corner, hearing her grumble a soft response and see shuri, hunched over and working diligently on another suit for okoye. you smile, “what improvements could the midnight angel herself require?” and you see shuri smirk a bit, goggles reflecting the suit, “okoye says she’s ‘too hot’ in the suit, im adding perspiratory outlets to release her sweat and make it cool,” and you both share a giggle.

you come behind her, hugging her and leaning on her shoulders, snaking your hands against her abs, “you look so sexy, you know,” you whisper, kissing her neck and ear. she sways her shoulders, not pushing you off but startled by the contact. okay, good, you wanted to get her a little bothered. “and you smell so good,” you practically moan in her neck and she sighs, “my love, i— i need to work,” she whispers back, turning her neck to give you more room to kiss.

you take the opportunity, sucking and kissing at her neck and you can see her hands lower slowly, “i know, baby, but you taste so good,” you moan back, pushing up her shirt and feeling on her skin, and rubbing all over her and she completely gives in, sighing and moving her neck to the side and giving you complete access. you kiss her feverishly, sucking and nipping at the skin there and moving your hands farther and farther up until you smooth over her bra and fiddle with the lace there.

and shuri becomes silent wit just small huffs of air leaving her mouth, and when you open your eyes you can see her furrowed eyebrows and closed eyes and it makes you smile. it wasn’t rare for you to take charge like this, encouraging her to leave her lab and give you some attention and you were sure she’d soon try to take over and begin to lead like she always does but you hold her there until she’s huffing impatiently, moving her hands to hold yours under her shirt and moving to stand. you pull away, the skin wet and making a small noise once you leave her, “hey, shuri, calm down,” you whisper and kiss her ear.

she chuckles a bit, “oh so you weren’t trying to get me all riled up just then?” and you giggle with her, moving in front of her and sitting down on her lap, holding her chin and licking your lips. shuri looks gorgeous like this, mouth parted and lips wet with those blown eyes you’ve seen in the bedroom far too often. “no, my love, i was, i just.. i have a suggestion, okay?” and shuri’s interests are peaked, her holding onto your hips with her steady hands and leaning forward encouraging you to continue.

you exhale, okay, “i wanted to… be in control tonight. like yknow how you always tell me what to do and i follow? i wanted to do it, this time,” you say slowly and wait to see a reaction on shuri’s face, but she waits a bit, the corners of her mouth poking up and her eyes closing a bit. you hear a small giggle before she open them again, smiling at you, “okay,”

your eyes bulge for a second, “‘okay’? really, you’re okay with that?” you double check and shuri nods, pulling you close, “yeah i’m okay with it, usana, i think it’ll be fun, hmm?” you smile shyly, and nod, “i think so too,” you say and lean forward, finally kissing her mouth and wrapping your arms around her neck. shuri sighs against you, ranking her own hands up your shirt and you smile and pull away, “first rule, only touch me when i say. remove your hands, lovely,”

shuri scoffs, “i didn’t know we were doing rules,” she says sarcastically, rolling her eyes and taking her hands from your skin, letting them rest on your thighs and you speak again, “and rule two is watch that mouth, i want to make you to feel good, not punish you,” you say, standing and you watch shuri’s mouth quirk up, “i doubt you could come up with a punishment i can’t handle,”

you shrug, taking her hand and leading her away from the lab table, “maybe. so for tonight, just listen to me and be good, okay pretty girl?” you ask looking directly into her eyes knowing the nickname does things to her. you see shuri swallow a bit, nodding and speaking breathlessly, “yeah, yes. okay, i’ll be good,”

and you smile, knowing she’s putty in your hands.

if there’s anything you know to be true about your wife is that she loves making you feel good and she love when you wear lingerie. and luckily the latter was already in motion.

you had on your newest set, unbeknownst to shuri who sat patiently in the bedroom. it was beautiful two piece, the lace dress was loose and frilly and damn near see through, your nipples exposed and hard from the cold air and your ass was nearly uncovered, the panties weren’t doing much but adding a cute floral pattern to your melanated skin. but, you loved it and you knew shuri would too. you spin around once more in the mirror and put on some more lipgloss before nodding to your reflection, a silent but firm you got this.

you tried to force all your nerves away as you opened the door, peaking, “are your eyes still closed?” and you hear shuri laugh a bit, some subtle shuffling, “yes, baby, they’re closed,” and you exhale slowly, walking out and seeing shuri sat exactly where you left her on your shared bed, still covering her eyes. you smile, “okay, go ahead,” and shuri’s more than eager to take her hands away.

“fuck,” she mutters lowly, looking you up and down and licking her lips. you nearly give in with that look, wanting her to take you and ravish you like she always does but you stay strong and harp it up a bit. you turn and show just the side of your butt, “you like it? i bought it a while ago, never knew i’d wear it, honestly,” you tease and shuri laughs absentmindedly, clearly not paying your words any mind. you can see her hands fiddling with the sheets, clearing wanting to touch you and it makes you smile, “you wanna touch me baby?” and shuri’s eyes meet yours, her clearly not listening until you said that and she licks her lips and nods, “yes,” comes the breathless whisper and you shudder yourself, you didn’t know you’d be that into this— shuri at your beck and call, hungry and waiting.

you lick your own lips and move closer to her, swaying your hips and moving your arms around her neck, “ask me,” you whisper back and she exhales, eyes still holding yours, “please, can i touch you, my love?”

you giggle a bit, surprised at her blatant desperation and nod, “yes, my love, go ahead,” and she smiles back, wrapping her hands around your waist and squeezing the skin of you butt, pulling you closer and kissing at your stomach through the lace. you feel her fingers slide through your panties, moving the fabric around and touching your lips, her cold hands touching the warm slick there and you both let out a breathless moan, you surprised by the contact.

she keeps her fingers there, kissing your stomach and keeping your lips apart with her other hand and she starts to enter you. your eyes close, you want to give in but you don’t, you hold on to her arm, “uh uh, take— take them out, love, not yet,” you stutter out and shuri groans, removing them, and placing her hands at her sides. you look down at her through your lashes and sigh, kissing her forward, “i know you want to please me, baby, but tonight’s about you, okay?” she nods, so clearly wanting to be good. you kiss her nose and place your hands on her shoulders, adding pressure, “lean back for me, okay love?” and shuri nods, shy but obedient and you can feel yourself leak at this vulnerable side of her.

she’s all on the way on the sheets, and you climb on top of her, smoothing over her legs and coming to her chest and kissing there. “my pretty girl,” you mumble into her skin and she smiles and sighs, leaning all the way back now, head against the pillows. you feel her breasts in your hands, moving the skin around in your fingers until you reach her nipples, mouth suckling on one and your fingers squeezing the other. shuri’s breath picks up and you hear small moans leave her, hands finding the sheets. you suck the skin there for a few moments, until both of her nipples are hard, wet and puffy and you smile at the sight, deciding to move downward.

you kiss down to her navel and she chuckles a bit and you smile, “ticklish, love?” you whisper out and look up at her. shuri’s on her elbows now, eyes glossed over and clearly infatuated with the sight of you pleasuring her and the look she has in her eyes has your mind spinning. she nods at your question and you nod back, getting back until you reach her boxers, a dark, wet spot greeting you there. you lick your lips, sliding your hands against her thighs and coming up between the clothing there. you call her softly, “shuri,” you whisper in between her legs and she hums back, eyes twisted shut and not looking. you kiss her thighs, “look at me love,” and she opens her eyes, eyebrows furrowed, “keep your eyes on me, okay, intombi entle?” she moans at your xhosa and nods, eyes still holding yours.

you smile against her skin, sliding her boxers down and her beautiful pussy comes to view, a line of slick still connecting it to her boxers as they slide down her legs. she huffs at the contact, the cold air flowing on her clit and you shush her, smoothing your hands over her thighs and kissing the kiss there, actively avoiding her heat. shuri’s hips buck, clearly wanting your attention elsewhere and it makes you smile. shuri’s so rarely this desperate but you’re also so rarely this cruel— usually you give into shuri completely and fully, moving the way she wants and giving into her entirely.

you kiss more and more at the skin around her pussy but never getting too close to her lips, not even close to her clit. she huffs, “you’re being mean,” she whispers out, still holding your eyes once you look up. you nod, “i know i am, watch your mouth,” you mumble back, sucking on her thighs and she whispers again, “please, please ikumkani wam, i need you, please,” comes the breathless response and you shudder yourself, grinding down on the sheets below to give your own clit some friction.

you pull away from her thighs, looking up at her, “ask me, shuri. i have no idea what you want, love,” and she leans her head back and groan, her gorgeous throat in view. you make a reminder in your head to bite her there more often. she leans back and finds your eyes, frustration clear on her face, “please, my love, please eat my pussy, i need your mouth on me, on my clit,”

you lick your lips to hold down the gasp that was bound to escape you. so explicit, you think and nod, “of course, my sweet girl,” before you get caught up in what she said. you lean forward, sighing at the sight of her pussy, leaking and gushing all for you and from your teasing. you smile, rubbing a finger through her slit and separating her lips, shuri moans loud and unashamed, leaning her head back once more. one of her hands comes to her chest, playing with her puffy nipples and you moan at the sight. you lean forward and suck a kiss on her clit, the nub twitching in your mouth and her pussy leaking around your chin.

shuri moans louder, and you look up and see her closed her eyes, her bottom lip between her teeth and her hand working diligently against her chest. you pull away from her clit and she groans, “eyes on me, shuri,” you reemphasize and she moans and nods, opening her tightly shut eyes and you get back to her clit, sucking and holding her shaking thighs open with your hands. shuri holds your gaze, moaning and sighing, trying so hand to keep her eyes open.

you love the taste of shuri on your tongue, her pussy leaking on your chin and her hole squeezing around nothing. you flatten your tongue when you feel her hips move, obviously needing more. you move one hand from her thighs, sliding your fingers between her lips and pushing inside. “oh, fuck, y/n,” shuri calls in a hushed tone and you hum around her clit, the vibrations sending another slew a moans from her.

you push another finger inside and move them in and out slowly, still sucking on her clit softly and she bucks, “please, please, i need— mhmm, need more,” she all but begs and you moan yourself, grinding more aggressively on your sheets to alleviate the pressure on your clit. you listen to her, thrusting your fingers harder and harder and deeper into her until— “uhhh, right there, please, please—!” and she sounds so lovely, her moans all the way deep in her chest, her fingers squeezing the sheets.

you hold yourself there, pulling away from her clit and speaking, “tell me how it feels,” you say, your voice sounding so different than what you’re used to. shuri hears it too, fluttering her eyes a bit, and then opening them and responding, “feels good, feels so good. you’re so good,” and you nod, angling your fingers deeper and you see her eyes roll back, your rule of keeping hers on you leaving you because you can tell she’s about to cum.

you breathe, “you gonna cum for me, pretty girl?” and she’s nodding, bucking her pussy against your hand and you nod back, even though she can’t see you, and you put your mouth back on her clit, sucking at the bud and you feel it jump in your mouth, twitching along with shuri who moans louder, “i— i’m cumming, fuck, i’m so close, please don’t stop, cumming—!”

and you feel it; her pussy squeezes around your fingers, gushing out more cum as her clit pulses around your lips and you moan at the feeling, not relenting much like she does you, and you hear her moans become high pitched sighs as she gets more and more overstimulated. you pull away after you feel her thighs squeezing together. her pussy looks beautiful, milky white and pulsing. you sigh, running your fingers through her cum. shuri sigh, and leans back, shuddering as you play with her.

you smile once you get a good look at her, one forearm is coving her eyes the other still in the sheets to calm her down, thigh still twitching and shaking. you lean down and kiss her legs, “you alright, my dear?” and she chuckles a bit, nodding, “yes, i’m okay, shit,” she curses and you laugh, getting up and sitting next to her face, looking down.

you smile once she moves her forearm and looks at you, “you did wonderfully my love,” you praise her and she smiles, a bit shy and she leans up, “can i kiss you?” she asks, sweetly and you blush and nod, leaning down and capturing her lips. shuri’s so sweet like this, so pliant and loving, not like she hasn’t been this way before but it’s a whole new side of her entirely and it makes you flush inside.

shuri leans up more and deepens the kiss, more than eager to please you and you can feel it. she anxious, her hands moving to touch you but then remaining obedient and placid. you smile as you watch her and pull away, “you want to touch me, shuri? make me feel good?” you tease and she nods, biting her lip and holding eye contact. her hands are still moving, she’s so needy and it’s making you pulse in your underwear. you lean down and kiss her again, speaking against her lips, “what do you to do, hmm? tell me, baby,”

shuri huffs, obviously upset she still can’t touch you, “wanna make you cum, i want your pussy in my mouth,” she says desperately and you giggle, “you want me to sit on your face?” and youre mostly joking to see her reaction and you do— shuri’s pupils nearly explode behind her hooded eyelids and you can see the breath that catches in her throat. she nods but you shake your head. you lick your lips and double down, “ask me, pretty girl, say it,”

she’s immediate, “please, sit on my face my love, smother me,” she gasps out and you have to keep your cool but shuri’s driving you crazy. you want to give in and completely fall over, drop your dominant facade and let her take control but instead you nod, trying to remain calm on the outside but your stomach is swirling and your positive your underwear have been ruined. you move to straddle her stomach, shuri watching you all the way with hungry eyes.

you rub yourself on her abdomen, her muscles flexing against your pussy, “you feel me love?” and she nods, watching you mesmerized, “be a good girl and don’t touch okay?” you ask once you lift your hips, leaving a damp post of slick on her abs and she nods, looking between your pussy and her own. you slide your own underwear off and shove them somewhere, your pussy hovering right above shuri’s face.

you lick your lips and hold steady on the head board, “tap twice if it gets too much okay, baby?” and shuri nods, she barely heard you and you chuckle once more before finally lowering down on her mouth.

shuri slurps you up quickly, her jaw working diligently and aggressively against you and the sudden contact makes you moan aloud and unashamed. you sigh through your nose once your feel her mouth on your clit, sucking and licking and it causes your hips to rise up, alleviating some of the pressure. shuri’s not having it apparently, and she uses her hands to lower you back down, grabbing desperately at your butt and using her strength to hold you there.

you gasp, eyes wet with tears and mouth drooling, “shuri— shuri, i said— haaa! i said no handsssss ugghffuckk,” but it’s useless, she’s holding you taught and you can’t help but rut your hips against her mouth, your juices flowing all the way down her chin and neck and you can hear yourself being worked on through her mouth. she holds you open with her experienced hands, working her index finger in your core and adding more pressure. you whine, hand squeezing the headboard and the other ripping up the sheets. your noises could be heard all throughout the castle.

your orgasm approaches fast, faster than you wanted and it makes you groan, hips grinding against her on their own accord as you chase your release. shuri must feel it too, she hums against your clit and the vibrations make you moan and gasp her name, “shuri, shuri ndisondele kakhulu,” you sigh and shuri pays you no mind, still working and flexing against you.

you sigh out, head lolled back, “i’m cumming, aahhgg fuck, fuck, shuri shuri i’m cumming—!” and you can’t hold it, you cum all over her mouth, squirting against her chin and your clit pulses between her lips. you feel lightheaded as you come down but shuri doesn’t stop, still sucking and preening on you and it makes you dizzy, soft squeals leaving your mouth and you can’t leave with her hands still around your thighs and you squeal, “p-peach!” and she hears that, letting go of your skin and you move away from her mouth, gasping and falling over on the other side of the bed, your chest heaving and you can hear shuri trying to collect her breath as well.

you let out shaking breaths and try to sit up and collect yourself, “i.. i said no touching, shuri,” you mumble out and you know you don’t sound nearly as tough as you want and you can see it in shuri’s face once she turns to you, she’s not taking you any more seriously than you are yourself. “i know. i’m sorry,” she whispers, lips still wet but you don’t believe her. once you’ve stopped spinning you sit up and look at her, “oh, you will be sorry my love. don’t cum for the rest of the night,” you let out harshly, stepping down from the bed and walking around it, wobbling only slightly.

shuri leans up and watches you, smiling slightly, “i can with hold an orgasms for weeks, my love, this isn’t much of a punishment,” she chuckles to herself and you’re not looking at her, only grabbing the toys you wanted from the closet. “oh i know dear, that’s why i’ll be using these tonight,” you say turning around and shuri can’t see what you’re holding from afar but she understands your tone. you can see a bit of her smile fade away and she leans down on her forearms. you walk over to her and lean over, laying out all the toys on the bed, “lie down and be still,” you instruct and shuri holds your gaze before following suit, leaning all the way back on the bed.

you take out the massage oil, so much still left from the last time you both used it. shuri had made this aphrodisiac-esque massage oil that you both had used maybe once; it was extremely effective, she had only used it on you and you had cum and squirted 7 times with one toy and her fingers alone. now you wanted to see if she could do the same. you dropped some on your hands and looked at her as you spread it around your fingers, “don’t cum, okay ikumkani wam? can you be good?”

shuri watches you with intense eyes and nods, but you shake your head back, “shuri, i need you to say it, you know that,” and she sighs, “yes i’ll be good,” and you nod, leaning down to kiss her head. your hands are oiled as much as you want and you dig through the bag again, pulling out two vibrators, showing shuri her options. “which one, love?” she looks between them, sighing, “the blue, please,”

you nod, handing it to her and straddling her and moving to her other side, cutting on the vibrator yourself, guiding her hand to love it on her clit. shuri huffs, eyes sliding shut and you giggle, lifting up and rubbing the oil on her chest, spreading the liquid all over her already sensitive nipples. her mouth hangs open and you can tell her nipples have already become damn near inflamed with ecstasy, her aphrodisiac working within seconds.

you coo, “oh you’re so pretty shuri,” you praise her, kissing her cheeks and she moans at the contact, “so pretty for me, huh, mami? am i making you feel good?” and shuri moans, nodding and you see her legs twitch, her hands stuttering and moving away from her clit but you lower them back down, shushing her whiny moans, “mhmm, i know my love, i know.. but you look so gorgeous like this,” you reemphasize, squeezing her nipples through your fingers and shuri’s back arches, “shit! oh my love, please, please, you’re being cruel—!” she whines out and you fake hurt, twisting at the skin more.

you lean down and slap right against her clit with your hand, right below the vibe and she jumps and moans. “watch. your fucking mouth, shuri,” you curse at her and she moans, eyes still tightly screwed shut and she whines, “i’m— i’m, im sorry please please, make me cum, i need it,” she moans out and you moan with her, moving away from her chest and pushing two of your fingers inside her, opening her legs up with the other hand, the contact making shuri buck against you and squeal.

shuri’s pussy instantly reacts to you, squeezing around you and accepting your fingers with ease, “such a filthy girl, taking my fingers so well,” you mock and shuri’s head is tilted back, hand shaking and thighs threatening to close but you hold them open, “keep your legs still, baby, be good,” you reemphasize and shuri whines, shaking her head slightly and you gape at her, “no? are you telling me no?” you ask, thrusting in her much harder, curling your fingers and pressing right against her g-spot.

shuri screams, “please! oh Bast, i’m cumming, i’m cumming, y/n, please let me cum—!” and you speak over her begging, “no. you haven’t earned it,” you hear her wet gasps, her pussy is starting to flex around you and you think she might cum anyway. shuri babbles more, mouth drooling, “please, please please, i’m so close, i’ll be good, i promise, my love, i promise!” and she sounds so pathetic, it makes your pussy pulse a bit, and you realize you hadn’t cum again and shuri was inches away.

you sigh and taking your fingers out of your wife, moving her hand holding the vibe from her clit and straddling her instead, rubbing her clit against yours and you both let out long, drawn out moans once the contact and friction start. shuri twists and watches you with wet eyes, you start rutting against her, your wet skin kissing hers.

you moan and pick up your thrusts to get to where she is, “when i cum,” you pant out and lean down to her mouth, “you can, too, okay?” and shuri nods, squeezing the sheets and being good and not touching you. you see her eyes close and her eyebrows furrow, mouth hanging open and tits jumping with every one of your thrusts. you whine at the sight and you can’t help but feel selfish, “shuri, shuri, touch me, mami, touch me,” you moan out and she opens her eyes and nods, leaning up and capturing your mouth and you wrap your arms around her, she does the same and holds your hips steady playing with the skin there. you kiss her greedy and sloppy, like she’s your only life line.

your pussy fits perfectly into shuri’s, you’ve found. when you move together her clit perfectly shapes yours and to say it’s an addiction is an understatement. you feel your body ascend, damn near, as your orgasm slips against your skin and you can feel shuri bucking and moaning in your mouth, obviously so close herself. your clawing at her back when you finally release her mouth, “oh, shuri, i’m so close, i’m so—unnffff— cum with me, please cum with me baby,” and she nods, head in your shoulder and you can feel her shaking against you.

shuri squeals, “i’m— i’m cumming, can i? oh my love, please, please can i cum for you?” and it’s her last question that has you twisting and moaning, a loud squeal leaving your chest as you squirt against shuri’s pussy, and she moans in tandem, cumming right behind you and your both holding on to each other, thighs shaking and bodies still moving against the other.

you finish first, your head spinning while shuri follows suit, gripping at your hips and holding you close as you both come down. you whine, grabbing desperately at her coils and pulling her into a wet kiss, the both of you falling back onto the bed, limb entangled and pussies still wet and twitching. but you’re not quite satisfied, you wanted just one more thing.

you lean up first, kissing against her tired face and moving slightly. she huffs in disappointment, not wanting to let you go just yet. “shuri,” you call softly and she mumbles to acknowledge you, but you need her eyes, her full attention. you call her again and she opens her eyes, looking fucked out and exhausted. you exhale, “i wanna fuck you, okay? can i?” and shuri sighs, head falling back and she nods, before correcting herself, “yes, please fuck me love, i want to be good,” she whispers and you smile, leaning up to kiss her chin, rubbing up and down her sides, “you’ve been so good, darling, keep talking okay?” and she nods, letting you go once you begin to pull away from her.

you reach for the bag of toys you had left on the side of the bed and gather yourself to put on your strap. you’ve fucked shuri maybe about three or four times, it’s rare and it’s extremely vulnerable for shuri so you take your time with her and never pressure it out of her. you kiss at her hands once you’re all ready to go, grabbing some lube while you do so. you look her in the eyes, “you’ve been so good, my love, so cum as much as you want okay? uyizuzile,” you tell her sweetly and she smiles and nods, holding on to your hand and bringing it down to kiss it.

you adjust yourself against her, sliding the strap against the cum settling on her pussy and she shudders, her head falling back against the pillows and you smile, proud of yourself for taking care of shuri so well. you push forward once you’ve done enough teasing and shuri gasps, thighs twisting and her hands finding the sheets as you move inside her.

you slide in and out of her with ease, pressing on her abdomen and giving her the pressure on her cervix she’s addicted to. shuri groans, eyes rolling to the back of her head as her back arches and her hands rip at the sheets. you sigh and moan at the sight of her, talking her through it, “does it feel good, my love? tell me, please, let me hear you,”

she moans louder, assuming you found her g-spot once more and she nods, “yes, yes, oh— my love, uziva ulungile, so good,” she says back sweetly, bringing on hand to her chest and playing her nipples. you smile and swat her hand away, squeezing the skin there with your own fingers, and shuri takes it, moaning and biting at her lip.

but you know shuri, you know she needs more as soon as she starts to whine and move her hips more and more. you sigh and lean down, kissing her, holding one of her hands against the sheets, “you need more, my love?” and shuri nods, coils stuck to her forehead because of her sweat. you speak again, the rutting of the boxer against your clit making you moan against her mouth, “what do you need, sthandwa, tell me and i’ll give it to you, i promise,”

she whines back, “t-touch me, touch me here,” and she guides your hand to her clit and you sigh when she does, rubbing the bud in sweet, achingly slow circles. shuri groans, “h-harder, please my love, harder, i can take it,” and you feel your own hips stutter, her voice making your body jump and you sigh, nodding, “such a good girl telling me what you want,” and you lean back up, moving her thighs to thrust harder and deeper, keeping the hand on her clit in tandem with your thrusts.

shuri squeals, nodding and grabbing at the sheets again, “oh, my love, just like that! don’t stop please, please!” and your own eyes roll back at the sound of her, the black panther herself giving into you so easily. you speak, “look at you darling, taking me so well, aren’t you such a good girl?” and shuri whines, the pressure proving too much for her but she still talks back, “i’m— oh, fuck! i’m your good girl, y/n all yours, all for you, right there, please please please—!” and you nod, kissing at the skin on her legs and adding more pressure to her clit, her gasps making you smile.

you feel her pussy squeeze around you and her legs begin to close in on yours and you rub against them, teasing, “cumming already darling?” and she nods, eyes leaking and mouth huffing. you don’t let up though, “cum for me shuri, be my good girl and cum for me, let me see,” you whine against her and she shakes, listening to you wholeheartedly and yelling your name once more then cumming hard, her pussy practically shaking and squirting some. she moans, loud and long, twitching against you and you watch in genuine awe of her.

you slow your thrusts but keep your fingers working against her clit, until she sobbing and shaking, her hands against yours and silently asking you to stop. you pull out slowly, letting shuri calm down and see the thick ring of cum covering the base of the strap and smile. you sigh and catch your own breath before sliding out of the boxers and tending to shuri, coming to her side and kissing her everywhere you could softly, whispering praises, “such a good girl, shuri, did so good for me, mami, breathe, breathe,” and shuri whimpers as her mind calms down, sighing and holding onto you as closely as possible.

shuri takes a moment before she opens her eyes again and you look at her and smile, “hi, love,” and she laughs a bit, still breathless, “i can’t feel my legs,” and you laugh back, kissing her arms and then her face, “then i did well,” and shuri smiles, pulling you down for a real kiss, moving her lips deeply into yours and keeping you there.

you pull away first, mostly to check in, “are you okay though, my love? it wasn’t too much was it?” and shuri shakes her head, smiling, “it was excellent, darling you were great. and thank you, i… i think i really needed it,” she admits and you smile back at her, kissing her nose, “i know, pretty girl.”

the next morning, shuri’s struggling to keep her balance once she’s back in the lab. many of the scientists are worried about her, coming to her aid and offering stools for her to sit in and she always refuses, saying she’s fine and that she’s just pulled something.

when you walk in with okoye later that morning, shuri’s face gives it all away and no one offers her anymore aid that rest of the day. you giggle and okoye rolls her eyes, “when will you learn some decency for the rest of us poor souls?” and you laugh harder, shoving her a bit and shuri turns to her, “i don’t have to fix your suit i hope you know! i’m only being kind because i have to!”

and okoye is turning to leave, sighing out, “oh i know! don’t fix it, have aneka sweat in those things alone!” and shuri rolls her eyes. you walk up to her, hugging her side, smiling hard, “i can’t believe i have you walking funny, how the tables turn, huh?” and she gapes at you while you laugh, shoving you playfully and kissing you to quiet your boosting.

bottom shuri my beloved, i will keep you in my heart forever and always 💕💕💕💕 (also i wanted this to be longer but i’ll just have to make a different story entirely and that’s okay!)

and again special thank u to @inmyheadimobsessed for giving me this information that i will use forever! bottom!shuri truthers rise!!

and as always reblogs, likes, and replies are always appreciated !! thank u guys sm mwah mwah love!

BlackPantherImagines Masterlist

Updated: 08/23/2018

These are all the stories that I have written so far, I will update them as I finish the series and one shots! This list only consist of Reader Inserts (Y/N) because I ONLY WRITE READER INSERTS! (Please keep that in mind when you send in a request.)

I write for any MCU(Marvel Cinematic Universe) character, but the main theme of my blog is Black Panther. You can send in request via Ask/Message, I’ll tag you unless you want to be anonymous.

Warning: Most stories include NSFW themes/context.

I DO NOT WRITE:

T’Cherik/T’Shuri/N’Shuri or any other disgusting incestual relationship people come up with. (ANY INCESTUAL REQUEST WILL BE BLOCKED!)

Shuri with any man that is older than her. (I will write inserts with you and Shuri.)

NON-CON/RAPE

Everything else is open, unless I say otherwise.

I. First Love (One shot)

Erik and You have been friends for a long time, but one night and one mistake changes your relationship for the worse.

“Erik, listen to me. It was a mistake, I didn’t mean for it to happen..”

II. Liberation

You go out with a friend for a much needed break from school and life.

“You didn’t know this man, but something in his gaze was… Predatory.”

Part I •|• Part II •|• Part III

III. Operation: Honey Pot

You are sent out to obtain information on Ulysses Klaw, you will do whatever is necessary to complete your mission.

“If they wanted the Target alive, you were a Bounty Hunter. But if they wanted the Target dead, well then… You did what you have to do.”

Part I •|• Part II •|• Part III •|• Part IV •|• Part V •|• Finale I •|• Finale II •|• Finale III 

IV. Countdown (One shot)

Erik has been away from home for a long time, and you’ve missed him dearly, simultaneously making the people around you suffer.

“The side of his bed was ice cold, but you started to sleep with pillow, his scent seemed to be embedded in the goose feathers and it helped soothe your mind.”

V. Soft. (One shot)

Erik has been sent to kill someone important, a quick and easy mission turns into a hard decision to save his career or his heart.

“He didn’t stop, and he didn’t respond, even when his heart studdered in his chest at your admission.”

VI. ILANGA (Updating Series)

An Unknown form has crashed into the Great Vibranium Hill.

Part I •|• Part II •|• Part III •|• Part IV

VII. Death of A Bachelor (One shot)

Erik’s bachelor life is about to end, may he rest in peace.

“But I love you, usana,” he uttered in that foreign language close to your ear. He rarely spoke it around you, only on the phone with certain people and when he was trying to get under your skin. Like right now.”

Part I •|• Part II

VIII. The Library (One Shot)

You, Erik and some spiked tea in an empty library at midnight, a recipe for success.

“Y’know what goes good with a warm cup of tea?” you heard the woman speak and you turned to look at her. Once she saw that your attention was on her, she continued. “A really good book, there’s a library across the street, opened just as late as me.”

IX. Soldier (Drabble)

AU!Gender-bender(Female Erik Killmonger) drabble inspired by A Masterpiece.

“This was the most she has ever said in your presence, and as you listened to her raspy slurs you couldn’t help the racing of your heart.”

I. Cyber Girl (One shot)

Erik introduces T’Challa to internet porn and he later on discovers Live Cam Girls.

“Enter your password, Imma show you some enlightening shit.”

II. Insubordinate (Updating Series)

T’Challa takes punishment in his own hands when he approaches a wayward War Dog about her lack of responsibility.

“T’Challa looked to your form kneeling at his feet, you were topless. He felt his eye twitch in irritation, and he felt heat bloom in his chest. Jealousy.”

Part I •|• Part II •|• Part III •|• Part IV

I. Flower Girl (One shot)

You go out to find Shuri after you wake up alone in bed.

“You grabbed another flower from behind you; a beautiful, bright blue orchid that you’ve only seen in this garden.”

I. The Parlor (T’Challa Udaku + Reader + N’Jadaka Udaku)

Part I •|• Part II

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BlackPantherImagines Masterlist

Updated: 08/23/2018

These are all the stories that I have written so far, I will update them as I finish the series and one shots! This list only consist of Reader Inserts (Y/N) because I ONLY WRITE READER INSERTS! (Please keep that in mind when you send in a request.)

I write for any MCU(Marvel Cinematic Universe) character, but the main theme of my blog is Black Panther. You can send in request via Ask/Message, I’ll tag you unless you want to be anonymous.

Warning: Most stories include NSFW themes/context.

I DO NOT WRITE:

T’Cherik/T’Shuri/N’Shuri or any other disgusting incestual relationship people come up with. (ANY INCESTUAL REQUEST WILL BE BLOCKED!)

Shuri with any man that is older than her. (I will write inserts with you and Shuri.)

NON-CON/RAPE

Everything else is open, unless I say otherwise.

I. First Love (One shot)

Erik and You have been friends for a long time, but one night and one mistake changes your relationship for the worse.

“Erik, listen to me. It was a mistake, I didn’t mean for it to happen..”

II. Liberation

You go out with a friend for a much needed break from school and life.

“You didn’t know this man, but something in his gaze was… Predatory.”

Part I •|• Part II •|• Part III

III. Operation: Honey Pot

You are sent out to obtain information on Ulysses Klaw, you will do whatever is necessary to complete your mission.

“If they wanted the Target alive, you were a Bounty Hunter. But if they wanted the Target dead, well then… You did what you have to do.”

Part I •|• Part II •|• Part III •|• Part IV •|• Part V •|• Finale I •|• Finale II •|• Finale III 

IV. Countdown (One shot)

Erik has been away from home for a long time, and you’ve missed him dearly, simultaneously making the people around you suffer.

“The side of his bed was ice cold, but you started to sleep with pillow, his scent seemed to be embedded in the goose feathers and it helped soothe your mind.”

V. Soft. (One shot)

Erik has been sent to kill someone important, a quick and easy mission turns into a hard decision to save his career or his heart.

“He didn’t stop, and he didn’t respond, even when his heart studdered in his chest at your admission.”

VI. ILANGA (Updating Series)

An Unknown form has crashed into the Great Vibranium Hill.

Part I •|• Part II •|• Part III •|• Part IV

VII. Death of A Bachelor (One shot)

Erik’s bachelor life is about to end, may he rest in peace.

“But I love you, usana,” he uttered in that foreign language close to your ear. He rarely spoke it around you, only on the phone with certain people and when he was trying to get under your skin. Like right now.”

Part I •|• Part II

VIII. The Library (One Shot)

You, Erik and some spiked tea in an empty library at midnight, a recipe for success.

“Y’know what goes good with a warm cup of tea?” you heard the woman speak and you turned to look at her. Once she saw that your attention was on her, she continued. “A really good book, there’s a library across the street, opened just as late as me.”

IX. Soldier (Drabble)

AU!Gender-bender(Female Erik Killmonger) drabble inspired by A Masterpiece.

“This was the most she has ever said in your presence, and as you listened to her raspy slurs you couldn’t help the racing of your heart.”

I. Cyber Girl (One shot)

Erik introduces T’Challa to internet porn and he later on discovers Live Cam Girls.

“Enter your password, Imma show you some enlightening shit.”

II. Insubordinate (Updating Series)

T’Challa takes punishment in his own hands when he approaches a wayward War Dog about her lack of responsibility.

“T’Challa looked to your form kneeling at his feet, you were topless. He felt his eye twitch in irritation, and he felt heat bloom in his chest. Jealousy.”

Part I •|• Part II •|• Part III •|• Part IV

I. Flower Girl (One shot)

You go out to find Shuri after you wake up alone in bed.

“You grabbed another flower from behind you; a beautiful, bright blue orchid that you’ve only seen in this garden.”

I. The Parlor (T’Challa Udaku + Reader + N’Jadaka Udaku)

Part I •|• Part II

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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 think it’s gonna take me a while to write for someone other than shuri

but for right now im gonna dump all stuff i wrote even those its short

ik i said at least it was kehlani but how do i listen to her now

i mean shes still fine but..

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.

should i post my attempt at hbcu shuri?

i liked writing it and i’m kind of already working on a part 2 which may or may not be interesting

i kind of want to write angst

im just trying stuff tho

𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬

Shuri x Black!fem!reader

Summary: Going to a party with your “friends” seemed like it going in the wrong turn but luckily you met someone special.

Warnings: maybe ooc shuri, alcohol/drunkenness, mentions of toxic friends

A/N: This is very out of my comfort zone since have never been to an hbcu and never will be unfortunately :( but hey I tried. This was supposed to be a oneshot but I feel like making a part 2. Also, I’m bad at editing but wanted to put something other than a gif so excuse the pic. Credit to @vargskelegore for the hbcu shuri idea

Parties were never really your thing but being in the friend group you were in, it was sort of required. You had no idea why you were still here or trying to be friends with these girls considering they had left you here in the corner while they danced and laughed. Their excuse was that you were too “awkward” and “stiff.”. The reality was they weren’t able to listen to anything that wasn’t familiar to them, meaning you.

You were stumbling down the stairs trying to get to the door when you almost fell onto some random girl. “Woah, careful.” She said laughing as she caught you and help you get back on your feet. Even drunk you could still recognize that voice. Some random girl my ass. “Princess Shuri?” you said, trying your best to sound sober. “Just Shuri.” she said, holding your arms to keep you from falling down the stairs head first. “Are you okay?” She asked.

“Y-yeah. I’m just trying to get to the- my car.” You said, taking another sip of your drink.“No, no, no.” Shuri said, taking the drink from your hand. “Did you come here with somebody?” She asked, looking around. “Nope.” you said popping the p. You heard her let out a deep breath and felt her gently grab your arm to get your attention. “Hey, give me your hand.” She said. You immediately dropped your hand in hers, making her chuckle as she pried the keys from your other hand. “Come on, let’s get you down these stairs.”

On the way to your dorm, you’d told Shuri everything that went down. It didn’t make the most sense as you were starting to get pissed at the situation all over again and was trying to fight the sleepiness. Shuri had enjoyed how you had not given a fuck in the world how other people were looking at you two, mainly at you for how loud you were being. However she had learned more than she’d expected to learn about you in the last hour that it had taken for you to settle down. She’d helped you get dressed as much as she could without making you uncomfortable and even tucked you in as you sleepily requested.

“Shuri.” You said, emphasizing the ‘sh’ part.

“Do you think I’m boring?” You asked, turning your body to face her eager for her answer. As much as you’d tried or pretended not to care about what your friends said, it was still on your mind. You knew college wasn’t like high school and it didn’t really matter what they thought or said because at the end of the day you were still going to get your degree but that didn’t stop your mind from wandering. ‘Does everyone think that?’ was the main thing on your mind throughout the silence that there was for a moment.

“No, not at all. Why?”

“No reason.” You said, turning around to face the wall. She’d already known why because of your past drunker self rambling on and on about these two girls but you decided that if there you had any dignity left, you would do your best to preserve it. Still, you wanted to tell her everything and just be real with someone for at least one second. You felt tightness in your chest, thinking about how everything would be going back to them and being left out over and over again. To be silenced.

You were snapped out of your thoughts by the feeling of a pat at the edge of your bed. “I think you’re amazing. You just need better friends.” She said, smiling at you. You looked at her with wide eyes as she said goodbye and closed the door like she didn’t just make your heart speed up. Needless to say it took you more than a few minutes to go to bed that night.

You walked to the library in shame as you remembered some of the things that you said last night to the literal Princess of Wakanda. You specifically chose a dark and isolated corner to get some work done and not have to be worried about headaches or getting spotted by someone for all the things you did. Surprisingly, you actually got some work done when you stopped thinking about everything for just a few minutes.

“Y/N?” Your eyes widen at that familiar voice. She gave you no time to prepare or to hide or run away like you had planned in the few seconds that it took for her to walk into your view. You slowly looked up to meet her eyes. “Hi.” You said quietly. “Hi.” She said, smiling, almost imitating you. She sat down and slid a drink across the table. “Oh! You didn’t have to-” “I wanted to. It’s okay.” She said softly.

You hesitantly grabbed the drink and took a sip before making a sound at how good it was. “I thought you would like it.” Shuri said, making your ears burn. I thought you would like it. You repeated it in your head as you struggled for a response. “Thank you. Not just for this but for..you know.. Everything-” You said getting shushed by a girl studying about a table away. “It was fun and interesting.” She said in a teasing tone that made your ears burn more than they were before “You were right though. I need new friends.” You said, fidgeting with your hands.

“You could start with me.” She said, giving you a smile that made you automatically smile back against your control. You took a minute to process what she said before replying a little too loud to be in a library. “Wait what?” You said, earning you another shush from the same girl. “I mean, that would be..nice.” You said trying to sound calm. “Nice?” She said, laughing, also getting a shush from the same girl causing you to roll your eyes. “What? I’m not much of a talker. I don’t know a lot of words.” You said, making Shuri give you a ‘really’ look. “I’m serious.” You said, making Shuri laugh even more. This was going to be interesting.

𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 | 𝟐

Shuri x Black!fem!reader

Summary: Going to a party with your “friends” seemed like it going in the wrong turn but luckily you met someone special.

Warning: angst, insecurities/anxiety, fake friends, long paragraph at the end, cursing, possibly ooc shuri idk

A/N: Si La Quieres was playing when I was writing this and I was like aww then I got to the angst. Also, I actually proofread it this time which means I am never not proofreading and posting stuff again. Good news is I actually enjoyed writing and reading it. Credit to @vargskelegore for the hbcu shuri idea

It had been about a week since you and Shuri met at that party. You still cringed at the thought of the things that you said from the car to the way through the dorms but Shuri assured you it was fine and actually quite funny to experience. She had definitely made life more enjoyable while you went through the emotionally tiring transition of weeding out those “friends” out of your life.

She had even gotten you out of your comfort zone a bit. This bond between you two had brought up questions but luckily you were used to ignoring the things you didn’t want to hear. It was quite amusing when you did listen though. It did bring out a feeling of jealousy you didn’t know you had. The relationship didn’t start off with pure platonic feelings or attraction on your part but you thought it would eventually fade out as you got closer. Oh were you wrong.

Shuri had been calling you for a few seconds now but you were too focused on getting this paper done at the last minute. She had resorted to leaning forward out of her chair and flicking a finger under your chin to get your attention causing you to furrow your brows in confusion. It wasn’t unusual for her to touch you in some way as she had gotten more comfortable and started always having her hands on you in some way which did not help your feelings at all. “You didn’t hear the previous 5 times I was calling you?” She said, laughing a bit. You thought about it before facepalming. “I’m so sorry. I waited until the last minute to do this paper and..” you stopped to hopefully not reveal anything.

“And? You usually pass these classes without even trying. What’s really wrong?” She said, looking at you attentively. The fact that she had noticed these things prior to your meeting had made your breath hitch a bit.

“I guess I’m just tired between this and the girls.” You said, hoping she would buy it especially since it was technically the truth just not all of it. She nodded, giving you a sympathetic smile before grabbing your computer. She clicked the touchpad a few times, probably making sure whatever you wrote was saved, and then closed your laptop. You just sat there watching her get up from the chair beside your bed and walk to the door until she turned around and looked at you like you were crazy. “Come on! We’re going to take a break.” You hesitantly got up and walked to the door which she held out for you. “Where are we going?” You asked. “It’s a surprise.” Shuri said with a smile that made you almost forget about all of your problems.

The “break” had ended up being longer than you expected with Shuri claiming she wanted to give everything a chance. You were grateful though, she was able to get your mind off of everything and became a good person to confide in considering she had heard the worst of it when you first met. Now she had you rambling, most likely off of the pure sugar you were running off of at the moment, about anything that came to mind. “I was so damn focused on pleasing them that I neglected everything. I haven’t even done anything besides attend classes. That is not what I came here for.” You said, the last part making Shuri’s eyebrows furrow.

You let out a few giggles before trying to explain yourself. “I mean that’s like 50% of what I came here for but you know college is supposed to be fun. You’re supposed to be able to grow here and I’ve been doing the opposite.” You said before stuffing your mouth with ice cream.

As you talked, Shuri nodded and smiled taking in everything before responding. “On a good note, you can afford to focus on something other than classes. On another good note, you have me.” She said giving you that same smile that made everything else not matter.

You looked at her for a second smiling before averting your eyes to try to make yourself not obvious. Despite your feelings for her developing minute after minute when you were around her or thinking about her, you were getting more comfortable with being close to her. Your first instinct was to avoid possible rejection and avoid her but this was different. “I have one question. How long it’s going to take for you to forget about you know what?” You said, leaning forward a bit to whisper the last part.

“I hope never.” She said, smiling from across the table. “No! I was probably weird! Why would you want to remember that?”

“It was the most interesting thing that happened that day.” She said. “You are pretty weird though. I like it.” You stared at her for a minute with a sort of “done” look making her bust out laughing. “See and now I get to see things like that.” She said in between laughs. “Are you happy?” You said in a deadpan tone but trying not to smile. “Yes, very much.” She said with a wide smile.

Two weeks went by with you and Shuri hanging out randomly and you had become pretty good friends by now. You’d started to get more comfortable around her but that only made your feelings harder to hide. It had become a whole thing between ‘Should I tell her?’ and ‘No! I’ve only known her for almost a month now.’ And you thought it was hard to hide it two weeks ago.

You and Shuri were now in her dorm room “studying.” You both had abandoned everything early on in the session, deciding to watch tv instead which had become routine by now. Sure, it wasn’t helping your workload but you had learned not to care about anything else around Shuri which became something she lightly scolded you about.

You were both snuggled under the fluffy blanket you came wrapped in when you knocked on her door to pull an all nighter. Shuri just laughed at you and let you in, saying you would be the first one to fall asleep and wouldn’t last even half the night. You were determined to prove her wrong and spend more time with her but she didn’t need to know that last part.

It wasn’t looking good for you about 2 hours in as all the little comments and context you were giving Shuri had ceased. She noticed this of course along with how your head gravitated to leaning back onto her shoulder but you kept trying to keep yourself awake and your head straight. She smiled and said nothing about it for a while even when your head actually fell onto her for a few seconds. However, you quickly woke up and sat up. “Are you sleepy?” Shuri said in a teasing tone, looking down at you.

“No.” You mumbled and heard her laugh at how you were being as stubborn as a child. “It’s ok if you are.” She said, giving you a soft look. If only you would look back at her and see how she was looking at you right now. Then, there would be no doubt in your mind about how she felt about you but you kept your eyes on the TV, too distracted with trying to prove you were awake. “No.” You repeated even as your eyes were shutting on their own. Shuri cupped your cheek and guided your head towards her shoulder. You immediately gave in and cuddled closer to her causing Shuri to tense up a bit before relaxing again, but you were too asleep to notice that and how her heart was suddenly beating faster.

You woke up with a gentle light shining in the room. You sat up and stretched before realizing that it wasn’t your room or your bed and you were alone. You turned to find the source of the light snores you heard and found Shuri slightly cuddled up to you. Your first instinct was to run to the bathroom and freak out there but not wanting to wake her up, you tried to freak out in your head instead.

Of course, the first explanation you thought off wasn’t the most positive because of past *experiences* but eventually you figured out what happened which at least helped you feel better. Sort of. That combined with her being beside you didn’t help your shocked state right now. You had taken a few peeks at Shuri, the seemingly peaceful state she was in making you calm as well. You had taken too many peeks though, causing you to be blessed with her beautiful morning voice. “How do I look?” She asked before opening her eyes and smiling at you.

Your eyes widened a bit before you got the courage to respond. “You’ve gotten a little bit of slobber right here. Oh, and lines all over your face.” You said, turning to her and using your elbow you prop yourself up. She was actually convinced for a bit until she saw your mischievous smile. “You think you’re funny?” She said, giving you a look that would’ve melted you if you weren’t feeling so bold right now. “I do, yes.” Shuri shook her head smiling at you before checking the time, making her smile disappear. “Shit!” she said, jumping out of bed.

“What’s wrong?” You said, sitting up. She stopped for a second and turned around to look at you. “Nothing! I just have to take care of something.” She said, walking to the bathroom. You started to get up and gather your things when Shuri walked out of the bathroom out of her pajamas and in a new tracksuit. You couldn’t help but do a double take and tried to cover it up with pretending that you were looking for something. “You don’t have to leave if you don’t want to.” She said smiling at you as she hurried and got everything he needed.

You gave her a small nod and smiled at her. There was a bit of silence for a moment so you resorted to cleaning up to be a good “guest” when you felt Shuri come closer to you. “Make sure to eat something okay? And actually study.” She said in a caring tone, taking your hand in hers. She’d started doing gestures like these more often since you’d opened up to her more. While your jokes and quirks were funny, she worried about your wellbeing when you had way too much on your mind.

“No promises.” You said only to be met with silence and a look from Shuri as she had her hand on the doorknob. “Kidding.” You said sheepishly and watched as she left, the eye contact making your ears burn.

You took up on her offer to stay for a little bit and took in every detail of her dorm. It was much better decorated then yours for sure. While your room still felt like a dorm room, Shuri’s felt like an actual home. There were beautiful art pieces to fill the dull walls and big desk with a whole set up and other things you would be sure to ask about later. Not to mention how big and comfortable her bed was and how it was making it hard for you to leave. Or maybe it was the smell or the way you both had been in it just a few minutes ago.

You forced yourself to get up and get ready at your own dorm to be productive today. Shuri was right, most of your classes were easy to pass but you had fallen behind because of some distractions but with no classes today and some free time hopefully you could catch up on what you neglected. You walked to the library, sighing contently when you reached the exact spot your life changed in a few weeks ago.

Your study session went pretty well and you were almost done with everything. Of course, you couldn’t just have a peaceful work session and just had to be interrupted. “Oh, there she is.” You heard a familiar voice saying, making you look up to see Jada, one of your “friends.” “Hey girl, I haven’t seen you in a while.” She said in a fake nice tone, pulling out the chair in front of you.

“Hi Jada.” You said, shutting your laptop and giving her a small smile. “You’ve been busy I see.” She said. “Oh, no I’m just catching up on classes.” You said, trying your best to not seem annoyed. “No, girl, I mean with you and Shuri.” She said, leaning closer to you and whispering.

“What do you mean?” You asked. “What do you mean what do I mean? Aliyah saw you coming out of her room. You two have been sneaking around for weeks.” She said, like it was the latest celebrity gossip. You just watched as she pulled up multiple pictures of you and Shuri on campus laughing and smiling.

“We’re friends.” You said for like the nineteenth time or at least that’s what it felt like. You had started packing your things and getting ready to walk away from this situation. “Friends my ass.” She said, clearly having a laugh out of this. “I’m serious.” You said, stopping yourself from rolling your eyes. “Well if you guys aren’t dating, I know some who would date her.” She said, causing you to practically snap your neck to look at her. “Well, if I date her, you two are gonna need to set some boundaries.” She said, leaning back into the chair she was sitting in and smiling.

That was the last straw for you. You dropped your backpack up on the table and got up quickly causing the chair to screech on the floor and making other people look. “Okay. I’m going to leave now to stop myself from saying what I really want to say. Leave me and Shuri alone.” You said, unintentionally making the last part louder which you’re sure everyone heard.

You walked off as quickly as you could. You heard a chair screech like yours did before and Jada yelling at you. “Fine! I don’t want to deal with your uppity ass anyway!” You just continued to walk out of the library despite your sporadic heartbeat and desperate need for air. At some point, you ended up running all the way to your dorm and ended up staying there the rest of the day.

You had never told Shuri what happened and since it somehow never made its way to her, so you decided to act like nothing happened. Yeah she could tell something was wrong but she could tell you didn’t want to talk about it so she left it alone in hopes that you would come to talk to her out of your own will. You wanted to so badly but you saw how busy she was and how she still made time for you and thought ‘I can’t add another thing to her plate.’

Your relationship had developed even more now that it had been around a month and a half since you two had met. Everything was great but you felt your feelings for her and insecurities about what other people thought eating up at you and your happiness. Still, you pushed it down and tried to enjoy the moments you had with her.

Now you were getting ready to go to a football game with Shuri. You two had randomly come up with the idea on another one of your“study sessions”, planning to go out to eat after and end the night with a movie. The whole thing sounded like a date which pretty much describes a lot of the things you and Shuri did lately.

“I’m serious. Is this too much or not?” You said, observing yourself in the mirror. You were wearing a black skirt with a black oversized graphic tee tucked in and long boots that would shorten the gap between you and Shuri. Not to mention a headband holding back your hair from your face and medium sized hoops. “Honey, if you change your outfit one time I will slap you and I will not apologize this time.” Your roommate and best friend, Ari said, giving your face a little pat and falling back onto her bed. She had slapped you to snap you out a whole freakout about a similar thing about a week ago but immediately felt bad about it and apologized.

“I’m just trying to make sure it’s not too much or too little or both.” You said, fluffing your hair out a bit more. “I think you’re fine. I still can’t believe you met her while you were drunk. I told you not to go especially with those b-” “Ari.” “Whatever you want to call them. I just wanted to see my folks for one weekend and you get a whole ass girlfriend.” She said, getting up to help you with your hair. “She’s not my girlfriend.” You said, rolling your eyes. She just raised her eyebrows at you. “You’re so cute.” She said before patting your head and walking into the bathroom.

You were going to add to the conversation until you heard a knock. “Y/N, you ready!” You heard Shuri’s voice say. “So when are you going to tell her you love her?” Ari said casually leaning against the door frame with her toothbrush in her mouth. Your eyes widened and you threw a pillow at her. “Shut up!” You whispered, grabbing your purse and opening the door. “Hi.” You said, smiling at Shuri and closing the door behind you.

“Hey. You look amazing.” Shuri said, grabbing your hand. “Thank you.” You said, trying to seem casual when you felt a vibration in your pocket. You grabbed your phone and saw a text from Ari with a hand, ring, and kissing emoji, making you quickly shove your phone back into your pocket. “You’re acting weird tonight.” Shuri said, chuckling. You acted offended and walked off knowing that she would chase after you. Predictably, she grabbed your hand and pulled you back, seeing your smile. “Nevermind. This is normal for you.” She said, walking off and leaving you to chase after her now.

The game was exactly what you needed. It was the moment where you could just let go after all of the feelings and thoughts you had pent up. Shuri had made you go crazy multiple times during the whole thing but you weren’t complaining. This was one of the times you weren’t worried about what people thought and it was like a breath of fresh air.

The restaurant you guys had chosen was packed but luckily you were able to get in early enough. It seemed like someone in the universe was out for you because your three favorite girls Jada, Aliyah, and Elle were about two tables away. You had noticed earlier and just tried to ignore it which was pretty easy with Shuri in front of you. Halfway through your conversation, one of the players Miles came up to you. He was asking simple questions at first and introduced himself until he started to get outright bold. You could tell Shuri was pissed off. “It’s been nice talking to you but we have somewhere to be.” Shuri said, standing up. “Come on, let's go, love.” Love? That was new. She intertwined her fingers with yours and lightly dragged you out. You followed her turning to give a small wave to Miles and seeing your ex-friends smile knowingly.

You took your hand out of Shuri making her turn back to look at you worriedly. “The hell was that?” You said, pointing back to the restaurant. “He was flirting with you. What do you mean?” She said, walking closer to you. “I don’t care about him. It wasn’t a big deal and you escalated it.” You said, crossing your arms. “He needed to leave you alone.” She said as if it was a fact. “You confuse me, you know that?” You said, staring at the floor. “You do all these things and it doesn’t feel like we’re friends but we’re friends. That’s it.” You said. “Everyone is sure of what we are but me.” You continued, making Shuri realize what this was about. You couldn’t even control what came out, at this point it was a mix of insecurities and uncertainty. You felt bad about how it all seemed projected at Shuri but still you wanted an answer about what you two were. She cared for you a lot but was it out of pity or love? You felt so stupid so you avoided her eyes and backed up when she walked closer to you, trying to console you. No. She was supposed to get mad at you and leave. She wasn’t supposed to care for you even when you took everything out on her. “I..I need to get home. I promised Ari I would help her study.” You said, still looking at the ground. You walked away despite the urge to stop when she called your name. ‘This was not how this was supposed to go’ You thought.

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Shuri x black!fem!reader

Summary: Going to a party with your “friends” seemed like it going in the wrong turn but luckily you met someone special.

Warning: angsty, fluff at the tho, i tried to make it fluff to make up for the angst 🤧🤧

A/N: I wasn’t expecting to write this in a day but I had nothing to do so. I couldn’t write the end without my ears burning tho. 🤭🤭

@honey-teaaaaaaaa @tchhairbandhere @madddogmaddi

Part 1 | Part 2

After what happened with Shuri, you couldn’t go back to Ari and have to explain why you were crying and couldn’t help her. It would’ve made everything worse and more embarrassing. You could barely fathom how this situation could even get worse considering you might’ve just ruined your relationship with one of the only people that understood you. With one of the only people you’ve ever loved this much in your life.

You ended up getting an uber and staying at a motel nearby. It was sad, sure, but in your mind, it was easier than having to confront everything all at once when it was all fresh in your heart and mind. You just sat there watching whatever channels you could get to distract you from everything. It took a while but eventually, you were somehow able to tune in but not without little triggers here and there reminding you of your real life. You felt pathetic but life had to go on.

Unfortunately, you let a week pass without talking to Shuri at all. The texts stopped just yesterday which should’ve sent you into a breakdown but you just pushed it down as always. You just studied and studied and when you weren’t studying, you were watching whatever you could find in your dorm room under the covers.

Ari had gently tried to get you to talk to her but you refused, saying you were fine. You could tell she was walking on eggshells around you. There were no jokes, just silence, and no matter how many times you tried to tell her you were fine, she didn’t believe you. “It sounds like you’re trying to convince yourself more than me.” She said looking at you with a stern but soft look. “If you don’t want to talk to me, it’s ok. But please be honest with yourself at least.” She said, pulling you into a hug that you desperately needed though you wouldn’t have asked for it out loud.

You couldn’t go back to the regular spot that you would study in so you adopted a new one in a coffee shop nearby. It was somewhat comforting when you stopped thinking about where you could be at the moment. You spent an abnormal amount of time there than usual so much so that it had become normal for the employees to escort you out of the cafe to make sure you were safe. “Have a good night and good luck with your exams!” One of the employees, Joy said, waving. “You too! Thank you.” You yelled from the parking lot before driving back to the dorms.

You made sure to lock the door about three times and walked to your room with your music blasting in one headphone. You didn’t even let yourself enjoy the music and did a mental check for everything you had to do. You always had to think about something or your mind would gravitate to what should’ve happened and what you did wrong. Ari’s question was on your mind along with Shuri’s well-being. It was killing you to not see her or know how she was doing but still, you kept your distance.

“She looks so sad now. I kind of feel bad.” You heard a familiar voice say from a room you were walking up to. “Don’t. She’ll be fine and we didn’t do anything bad anyway.” You heard Jada reply. The moment you walked past the room, you heard your name being called and a tap on your shoulder. “Hey, babe. You okay?” Elle said, looking worried though you were sure she was more worried about her moral standing than how you felt.

“Yeah. No reason to feel bad.” You said, before putting your headphones back in and turning back around to continue walking when you felt an arm grab your shoulder. “Hey don’t be like that. We were just talking about how we were worried.” Elle said, Aliyah and Jada now watching the interaction from the door.

“Elle, do me a favor. You were always the least bad one so get out while you can, but please, leave me alone.” You said, taking her hand off of your shoulder. You heard a laugh from Jada who walked up to you. “I knew all that ‘I’m shy’ shit was an act.” She said, looking at you up and down.

“It’s called anxiety and you would know that if you bothered to listen. This isn’t a high school, so find some other way to be a mean bitch. I’m done being your outlet.” You said before turning around and walking as fast as you could to your dorm.

You slammed the door closed, making Ari jump and almost drop her laptop. “The hell?” She said, looking at you with wide eyes. “I may have made a mistake.” You said, leaning against the closed door, sliding down to the floor, making Ari walk over to you and sit down on the ground, ready to listen. “I went off on Jada, Aliyah, and Elle. Well, really Jada and Elle. Aliyah was nosy as usual.”

“I have been waiting for this since the day you became friends with those toxic ho-“ She said getting cut off by your phone ringing. It was Shuri. The calls had stopped a few days ago. Why was she calling now? “This is perfect. Use some of that energy to tell her how you feel.” She said, grabbing your phone from your hand and accepting it. “Hello? Y/N?” It was the first time you had heard her voice in a while and sure it wasn’t poetic at all, but it was enough to give you those feelings again. You hesitantly grabbed your phone from Ari’s hand making her go into the bathroom to give you two some privacy even though you knew damn well she would be listening through the door.

“Hi.” You said. There was silence for a few minutes as Shuri smiled and inwardly cheered at her being able to reach you. “I’m sorry.” You said before she could say anything else. “No. No, it’s fi-” You continued, accidentally cutting her off. “I’m sorry I took everything out on you. You..you didn’t deserve that. I’m the one who made everything a big deal.” You said, pacing through the room. “I just wanted to apologize.” You said, ending the call before you could even hear what Shuri had to say.

You wasted no time, throwing your phone at the wall and flopping onto your bed, groaning. “Goddamn it!” You said, covering your face with your hands. Ari had now come out of the bathroom and sat on your bed. As you felt the weight on the bed shift, you turned to look at Ari. “I’m sorry you have to deal with this.” You said, making Ari look offended. “You know how many times you stopped me from throwing my life down the drain over people and situations that didn’t deserve it.” She said, poking your cheek. “Yeah.” You said softly, remembering all the times you had to talk Ari down her impulses.

“So don’t be sorry. You helped me, I am going to help you from destroying your love life.” She said, getting off the bed and grabbing your now cracked phone from the floor and her from her bed. “Damn! Good thing you have a screen protector” She muttered at the cracked phone as she unlocked your phone and got Shuri’s number from your phone and put it into hers.

“What are you doing?” You said, sitting up. “I am going to tell your boo how you feel about her, you're going to keep avoiding her, and she’ll come running,” Ari said, like it was simple. You just stared at her the whole time trying to figure out if she was joking. “See?” She said, showing you the text she sent to Shuri. ‘Hey. It’s Ari Y/N’s best friend. We need to talk about her. Meet me at that cafe around the corner at 8 pm tomorrow.’ You looked at her with wide eyes trying to figure out what was going on in her head. “Now we wait.”

Ari sat in a booth not far from the one you always sat in, texting you while she was waiting for Shuri. ‘She's here’ She quickly typed and then put her phone into her pocket. Shuri walked in looking around the cafe before finding Ari who waved her over.

“What’s going on with Y/N?” Shuri asked as she sat down. “Wow. No hi or hello?” Ari said, sipping her tea. “Oh, I’m so sorry-“ Shuri immediately apologized. “Relax. I’m trying to get you to loosen up a bit but I’ll just cut straight to the chase. She loves you a lot.” She said nonchalantly knowing it would drive Shuri crazy. She was definitely going to be bragging about this at your wedding. “What?” Shuri said, not having processed it yet. “I literally had to slap her to get her to stop freaking out about you. I said sorry though.” Ari said, stirring her tea, making the spoon clink against the cup, and ignoring the vibrations coming from her phone.

“She’s been really stressed between telling you how she feels and those b- old friends of hers.” Shuri listened with all the focus she had. “I thought she stopped being friends with them weeks ago.” She said, sitting back in against the cushioned seat. “Oh, she did. They just didn’t stop bothering her until she told them off today.” Ari replied, going on to explain the whole thing, making Shuri lean forward.

Shuri now understood you were under a lot of pressure and that you were avoiding her to stop the risk of making it worse. And she wasn’t having it. “She’s acting strong but..she needs you,” Ari said being serious this time. Shuri nodded and thanked Ari as she got up. Ari smiled as she watched Shuri leave and walk with purpose. ‘You’re welcome.’ She texted you and sipped her tea, satisfied with herself.

You went through your normal routine which was starting to get boring but you went through it anyway. At this point, you were studying for leisure since there was nothing else to do. You had no idea what you were going to do to make the situation better if you even could.

You slammed your textbook closed and sat back, slowly taking in air and letting it all out at once. “Are you ok?” Joy asked, sitting down. You nodded, giving her a small smile. Your smile dropped when you saw Shuri getting out of her car. As you two made eye contact, you turned to Joy. “Do you know where the back door is?” You said making Joy’s eyebrows raise and mouth open like a fish before closing it. She finally got the hint as she saw you looking at Shuri getting closer to the cafe. “You can’t avoid her forever.” She said. “Joy, please.” You pleaded, quickly packing up your things and occasionally glancing at Shuri. Joy nodded, letting out a breath and showing you to the back door.

You walked out with your backpack on and peeked around the corner to see if she was in the cafe yet. After you hadn’t seen her, you decided it was safe for you to head to the comic book store next door. However, before you could get far, you felt an arm grab yours and felt your body collide with someone. Shuri’s. You stepped back a bit but felt her step closer. “Look at me.” She said. You kept your head down, too ashamed to look her in the eye so she used her hand to tilt your head to look up at her.

She looked at you, observing every detail that she had been missing for the past few days. Her heart hurt at the dark circles you had gained lately. You probably weren’t sleeping well which she was right about. The only times you had gotten good sleep was when you stayed up to the point where you fell out or after you cried. “I’m s-” You started but she interrupted you. “Let me speak this time.” She said, her hand leaving your chin and grabbing your hand. “We’re so much more than friends and you know that. I love you and I want you to have no doubt about it. I love you even when you’re stubborn. I love you even if you're avoiding me. I love you even when you’re mad at me. I love you. Do you understand?” She said, saying the last part sternly.

You nodded eyes wide, still processing everything that was happening. You pinched yourself, then Shuri who looked at you with raised brows. “I’m sorry, I’m just trying to make sure I’m not dreaming. I ruined it, didn’t I? God, I’m so stupid. I’m s-” You said facepalming. “I am so tired of hearing you say sorry. You didn’t ruin anything. You made it better.” Shuri said, pulling you closer to her by your waist. Something told you she wasn’t just talking about this moment but you had no time to think about it before she pulled you in a kiss. It was fueled by everything that had happened since you two met each other. You got over the surprise very quickly as you fletcher lips on yours. Your hands naturally gravitated to rest on her shoulders as all you could think about was her.

The kiss ended with you both needing air. “Wow.” was all you could say as you breathed in and fanned your burning ears, causing Shuri to smile at her effect on you. At the moment, she was acting cool but her mind was on fire with visions of you two’s near and far future. “I guess you could say I made you breathless.” Shuri joked, making you lightly hit her on the arm. Thank god for Ari and her amazing advice.

“So your friend basically manipulated me into confessing my love for you?” Shuri said, looking up at the ceiling You were cuddled into her side in one of her big t-shirts. “I don’t know about manipulated. Well sort of. I just went with it. I was desperate, okay?” You said, moving your head towards her neck, slightly embarrassed. “It worked. I would’ve come to you either way.” She said, looking down at you, eyes full of love. You looked up at her before smiling. “Cause you love me.” You said, in a sing-songy voice, poking her cheek. “Because I love you.” She said like it was indisputable.

It had been a few weeks since you and Shuri officially started dating. You loved it and you two quickly became known as a couple on campus which many people hated due to jealousy but many people also loved it. The questions only got worse but seeing as though you were doing better, it was funny to hear when people respected you and Shuri’s boundaries.

Unsurprisingly, Jada and Aliyah were the ones still asking uncomfortable and straight disrespectful questions but you had shown them you weren’t the one to try and Shuri made it known as well. Elle had tried to redeem herself on her own and kept your wishes to be alone. Ari was happy to be the matchmaker with you and Shuri and even inspired herself to find someone. Though you promised yourself to never get drunk like that again with no one around to help you, you were glad you made the mistake that one day.

now i gotta figure out what to write next

i’ve never done this before but anybody want to request something for shuri?

im bored and sort of just wanna write something

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Shuri x Black!fem!reader

Inspired by Love Language by SZA

warning: sappy stuff, angsty in the beginning

A/N: thank you @szalipcombo for giving me something to write and another song in my 61 hour playlist 🤧🤧 also ahh 42 followers 😆😆 i like this one but at the time I feel sort insecure about idk

Having lonely days and nights had unfortunately become an average day for you with Shuri not sticking around long in the mornings, if she even made it to bed that night, and maybe coming home to sleep for a few hours. You couldn’t blame her with all the events that had happened between Namor’s attack and her becoming the black panther but ever since you hadn’t been getting as much attention.

It got to the point where you would lay on her side when she wasn’t there or wear her clothes just to feel closer to her. She still told you how she loved you and how grateful she was for you in the moments that she was able to be with you. However, she had been quiet and closed off lately which again you couldn’t blame her for but you were starting to get desperate. Sometimes you went into the lab just to watch her in her element and left before she caught you knowing she probably knew you were there anyway with her now enhanced senses.

It was one of the rare nights that Shuri came home early enough to catch you awake. She had to come home because of how exhausted she was and basically collapsed into bed the moment she came in. She woke up a few hours later, around 3 am, surprised to see you awake. “Y/N?” She said, rubbing her eyes while turning to face you who was reading a book. You hummed in response instantly putting all of your focus on Shuri. “What are you doing up?” She said, sitting up a bit. “I just wanted to finish this book.” You said, doing your best to conceal the fact that you were lying. She already had a lot to deal with and you didn’t want to add more on top of it.

She gave you a stern look knowing you were lying and took the book out of your hands and set it on the bedside table. She turned to you, expecting an answer. “I know you love me and I’m not trying to make it seem like you don’t..but I want you to show me. I mean, I barely see you anymore. I come to the lab and sometimes I just watch you. I just…I want you to be around.” You said, biting your lip and avoiding her eyes in slight embarrassment for your glorified way of saying ‘I want attention’ and slightly stalkerish confession. There was a small moment of silence as Shuri thought for a bit. “You know that you can tell me anything right? And even if you don’t want to, I’m still here.” You said, grabbing her hand and giving it a slight squeeze making Shuri instantly pull you on top of her into a hug. She had been feeling her guilt build up every day not just over not spending time with you but with the death of her family and the attack on Wakanda. Still, she refused to talk about it or think about it and focus on the work that needed to be done and shut you out but oh how she wanted to hold you and for you to hold her and to tell you everything. She was hoping one day she would have the courage to come clean with you but you beat her to it.

You stayed like this for a good minute with Shuri rubbing circles on your back until she responded to your earlier confession. “I’m so sorry I made you feel that way, I do love you. More than you know.. I just have a lot to do and a lot to…heal from.” She said, now rubbing up and down your back while you completely relaxed in her arms. “I know but don’t feel like you have to rush for me.” You said, tilting your head to look up at her. “It’s no excuse. I want to be honest with you like you are with me. I promise I’ll do better.” She said, giving you a forehead kiss.

“You know what you could do?” You said, looking up at her. “What?” She said, thinking you were being serious. “I think you should get more than 5 hours of sleep.” You said with a bright smile that lightened up the mood, making her look away from you because she knew you were right. “I don’t think that will be possible.” She said, looking at the time. “Just sleep in, besides you have to make it up to me and we need to catch up.” You said, rolling off of her and cuddling into her side. Her face dropped to look at you with a deadpan look. “What does that mean?” Shuri asked sitting up more but you dragged her back down closer to you. “Don’t worry about it, baby.” You said, turning around before looking back which was your infamous sign to let her know that you wanted her to be the big spoon.

“You’re not making me feel better about it.” She said, chuckling. “Never said I would.” You said. You assumed she finally settled down to go to sleep as her arms moved around your waist only to be surprised when you felt her fingers tickle your sides. As you laughed your heart out, Shuri couldn’t help cheesing at hearing your laugh and seeing you smile so much. It didn’t take long for you to fold and apologize, making Shuri happily oblige. “Goodnight, my love.” She said giving you a cheek kiss and pulling the cover on the top of the two of you “Goodnight.” You mumbled, satisfied with how everything went.

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i gotta figure out how to write angst with no fluff again i got 200 words into an angsty fic and dipped

i’ve officially gone soft writing all this fluff

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