[bee2124]

When tumblr refreshes itself and the fic I was reading fucking disappears forever 💔

I’ve been searching for a smau I was reading for three days 😔

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

"If you use em dash in your works, it makes them look AI generated. No real human uses em dash."

Imaging thinking actual human writers are Not Real because they use... professional writing in their works.

Imagine thinking millions of people who have been using em dash way before AI becomes a thing are all robots.

REBLOG IF YOU'RE A HUMAN AND YOU USE EM DASH

[szalipcombo]

i can tell when you shuri writers don’t be black…

[ventingfanfics]

Feelings

This is a long one. Hope you enjoy!

“You look sad,” you told Letitia.

The two of you were on a Zoom call. You had recently gotten home from work and she was at a hotel. 

“I am,” she spoke quietly without looking at you. 

“What happened? Whose ass am I kicking?”

That made her laugh because she knows you would only hurt a fly. Yes, you went hard for those you cared about, but you wouldn’t address the matter physically. 

Your smile is brief before you turn serious again, waiting for your friend to get to the root of her problem.

She rubbed her face and sighed. “Bruh, I don’t think I can do this much longer…”

You felt a tug at your chest. You listened with bated breath as Letitia explained that she and her girlfriend were once again struggling in their relationship. 

“I can’t even do a goddamned interview with a chick without her thinking some shit is gonna go down,” she vented. Visibly frustrated, she kissed her teeth. “And she got me using the Lord’s name in vain.”

“That’s not cool.”

“Who you telling? It’s not even that she doesn’t trust me, she’s fucking insecure as hell, and it’s depressing as fuck. I feel on edge just standing next to another woman. I can barely take pictures with women because I’m worried she will lose her shit.” 

You knew she had to be vexed to be doing all this cussing. She ran her hands down her pretty but stressed face again. “Y/N, I’m sorry, I don’t mean to be a downer.”

“No, you’re good. That’s what I’m here for, and it sounds like you needed to let that out.” She nodded, staring at you sadly. “Do you mind if share my thoughts?”

“Please,” she encouraged. 

You felt warmth because Letitia consistently valued your thoughts—beyond discussions about her and what she had going on.

“Well, you obviously are a ladies’ lady,” you pointed out with a smile. “Hell, not even just the ladies, the men want you too.”

She snickered, “'ladies lady,' but that doesn’t give her the right to—“

“No, I know, babe.” You froze and blushed at the pet-name that slipped out. “That was weird, anyway, of course it doesn’t excuse her behavior. I’m just trying to give a little bit of context. Being with a sex symbol or a heartthrob is not something everyone can handle. Most can’t. You have to really be able to handle it…and it sounds like she can’t. Have y’all talked about it?” 

“Yes! But nothing changes. When I come home or go to see her, she’ll be cold and distant, and even give me the silent treatment. And I’m like ‘bro, what the eff did I do?!’ You know the song I Should’ve Cheated by Keyshia Cole?”

You confirmed that you did without hesitation with a pang of amusement. 

“Maybe I should do that!” 

You laughed, waving your hand. “Nah. Don’t do that.”

Letitia agreed. She wasn’t a cheater. There were better ways for her to resolve this torture.

“I told her we’re not married, so I don’t have to put up with the negativity,” she said, mildly swinging her head.

“Even if you were married you wouldn’t have to.”

“No, I know, Y/N, but I believe in taking vows seriously.”

Something about that was sexy to you. 

“Well, babe—fuck.” This time you got out of view from your laptop. 

Letitia laughed. “Y/N, what’s the matter with you? You getting worked up over a name?”

“I don’t mean to say it,” you defended with exasperation. You returned to the screen just in time to see her smirk. 

“You said it before.”

This was true. Before she was in a relationship, you would both sometimes call the other ‘babe.’ 

“Remember we called each other that all the time?” She asked, prettily revealing her white teeth. You both were probably smiling harder at the memory than necessary. “It doesn’t bother me, babe.”

That last remark lured butterflies to your body. 

You exhaled. “But what I was saying was, I hate seeing you like this, you don’t deserve none of that. Maybe there is a way to fix it. But I want you to be happy. You’re an amazing person who can have just about anyone you want, so she better get it together.”

Letitia’s eyes had a glint to them as you captured her with your little speech.

“Do you think you’ll work it out? She probably feels bad about it,” you mentioned when it was silent. 

“Tuh, I doubt she feels bad. Seems likes she’s committed to sabotaging us. But, to your first question…I don’t care to work it out. I think I’m done.”

“Oh, no…”

“Y/N, I already go through enough as it is, and this is—I’m drained.” 

“Just at least talk to her first. Communication is key.”

Letitia furrowed her eyebrows at you.

“What?” You asked, laughing a bit, genuinely puzzled.

She glanced down and lightly rubbed under her eye. “Be honest, Y/N, do you really think I should try to work it out with her?”

It was silent but Letitia looked at you like she had all the time in the world. 

“It’s not my call. Unless there’s abuse or infidelity going on or the person fell out of love and just doesn’t want to be together anymore, I think couples should at least try to work through their problems before walking away.” You shrugged. “That’s just me. I can’t tell you what to do, Tish.”

She rolled her eyes. “So righteous,” she muttered before smiling softly. You laughed heartily. “I’ll let you know what I’mma do.”

“You better. And good luck, okay? I’m here regardless.”

Her smile grew. “I know. I can’t thank you enough, babe.”

This time you cut your eyes at her, in which she questioned you about it. “You don’t need to mock me.”

“Nobody’s mocking you, little one. And even if I was? Whatcha gonna do about it? Come at me, bro.”

After your banter, you yawned, which Letitia was careful to notice.

“I’ve kept you long enough, baby girl,” she said. “Let me let you rest. I know you have work in the AM.”

This was a fact, but that didn’t mean you wanted the conversation to end. 

“I feel like this is the longest we’ve talked in a while,” you mused. 

“I know, right? Man, it’s crazy.”

“That’s what happens when people get in relationships.” You smirked. She looked a bit surprised for a second.

“Aw, I neglected you? I didn’t neglect you…” She started frowning. 

You shook your head, smiling to assure her that she hadn’t. “Not at all, but, you know, it does change once you’re taken. And I get that. Of course you’re gonna be up under your boo.”

“What’s up with your love life, Y/N?”

You dreaded this topic. Yes, you had suitors. However, you weren’t interested in any of them. Your mother told you that you shouldn’t wait around for Letitia while your father thought you should confess your feelings to her. 

“Not much to tell…I’m still single.”

“I know people are trying to break your door down.”

“Ha, a few are, but I don’t know, I’m not excited about dating.” You shrugged. 

“No?”

You shook your head in confirmation. “Maybe I should change that and get back out there again.” You eyed the other woman for her reaction.

“Make sure it’s not a loser. I’m serious, Y/N. Ay, remember that stuff you were telling me earlier about how I’m amazing and can have anyone? That’s not true, but it is true for you. You are clearly a catch and anyone would be lucky to have you.”

“Thanks, Tish.” You hid your small disappointment with a smile. Her words were kind, but they also showed that she was fine with you belonging to someone else. Suddenly, you got stuck on one of her former statements. “You said it’s true that I can have anyone I want?” You looked at her confused. When she nodded in the affirmative, you cackled. “Yeah, right.”

She looked at you innocently. 

“If that was the case, I wouldn’t be single and she would be mine,” you replied, your voice louder than you intended. 

“Oh, so you are checking for someone…”

“What does it matter? She doesn’t want me.”

“Who is she?”

“I have to go to bed,” you cheekily reminded her.

“You little troll,” she comically grumbled. “I’m not letting you go until you tell me.”

“Oh, so now you think you’re Shuri for real?”

She always got a kick out of  whenever you'd say that to her.

“Why don’t you guess,” you suggested, intrigued by how eager she was to know.

“I don’t know, Y/N, you never talk to me about anyone in that way…is it someone from work?”

“Nope.”

“Do I know her?”

You tittered and patted your mouse pad on your laptop. “Yeah, I’m not doing this. Good night, Tish. Sleep well.” You blew her a kiss. 

The last thing you heard was her call your name again before you shut your laptop, disconnecting the Zoom. You were on your way to the bathroom when your phone rang. Chuckling aloud, you checked to see that it was indeed Ticia. 

“Didn’t I say good night?” You greeted her call.

“And didn’t I say I wasn’t letting you go until you tell me?”

“Why do you wanna know so bad?” You were truly curious. As you waited for her response, you went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, noticing the sheer joy on your beautiful face. This was the effect she had on you. 

Maybe your father was right. Maybe you did need to confess your feelings. Did it make sense to hold such feelings inside when you had the ability to communicate it to them? Letitia was someone you knew. Gone were the days when you were an admirer from afar. You could now actually tell her how you felt.

“I was trying to be respectful to your relationship, but it’s you,” you confessed and then mouthed “oh my god” to your reflection. “Satisfied?” But before she could say so, you hung up. This was anxiety-inducing as hell for you. 

Of course she called you back, which both relieved and frightened you. 

“Y/N, if you hang up on me one more time! You’re lucky I’m out the country.” She calmed down quickly because she wasn’t mad at all. Sure, she was a bit annoyed that you were abruptly ending the calls, but your confession was the standout. “Look, I appreciate you telling me. And I now feel more confident to tell you that I feel the same way. I thought she made me happy but more and more I realized how that was a lie…I haven’t just been unhappy because of her jealousy and accusations, it was also because I wasn’t with you.”

“Really?” Your tone sounded like it had 20 question marks in it. 

“Yes, really. At night, I wished it was you that I was cuddling with and laying on my chest, I wished that it was you that I brushed my teeth with in the morning and had breakfast with in the kitchen. I wished that I could send flowers to your job or bring your favorite lunch to you, and maybe even lock us in your office and have my way with you. I wished that I could sit down with your parents and (if you have any siblings) let them know that I adore you and that I see a long future with you…so that’s why I reacted like that when you said I should work it out. I was hoping you didn’t want me to.”

To say you were stunned was an understatement. While initially, you did think you and Letitia had a chemistry that exceeded the platonic realm, she’d never confessed any feelings to you. Being that you saw her as an assertive person, you assumed she didn’t feel the same way, because if she had, she would’ve asked you out. 

“Moral of the story is we should’ve ‘fessed up,” Letitia chuckled. 

“I really thought you didn’t see me that way,” you spoke up. “I was like, ‘if she did, she would’ve asked me out.’”

“You could’ve asked me out, too, you know,” she teased.  “I didn’t think I was your type.”

“What?!”

She laughed. 

“You ARE my type,” you corrected her. She chuckled again. “Trust me, you will see.”

There was a pause and then her tone turned sultry. “Oh, word? Can’t wait to see, baby girl.”

“Yeah, but not until you figure out what you’re doing with your relationship.”

“That’s fair. I’ve already figured it out…if it ain’t you, I don’t want it.” 

Time would tell, but the future seemed promising. 

[starynighty]

x

[fullt4nk]

me tryna figure out when being christian meant being a fucking bigot:

nah cause since when did being Christian mean being straight and homophobic? I’m not understanding cause im Christian and im a heavy homosexual??? (also yall do know that the bible and Gods word had been tampered with throughout history so some of the stuff in there is not completely accurate right?) So until Letitia Wright ever does reveal her sexuality ITS A MYSTERY TO US ALL 🤭

[shurinfatuated-deactivated20230]

I find it rather..annoying that people are basically saying that Letitia is against the LGBTQ+ community or some dumb shit just because she sees herself as a child of god. A woman of god. Just because she has a strong relationship with god. If people had some sense, they’d understand that God knows all of his children. He knows who he created yet he still created them. He loves all of us, no matter what and the fact that people like to come at Letitia’s fan base which yes, is mostly females, trying to say “ya’ll she’s christian, she ain’t about that.” Or “christians aren’t about that LGBTQ+ shit” or even saying that Letitia is against the community…like you have to be fucking kidding me.

For one, she confirmed that she is not against the community. And two, stop trying to shut down a fanbase with dumb shit and let us do us. God damn.

[gardenofriki]

shit pisses me off fr (a pansexual religious person)

[axailslink]

What type of kisser is Shuri?

Shuri loves to take her time she doesn't kiss like she's hungry she kisses like she'll lose you if she stops so she holds you in place with her hands on your waist or on your face. Gently sucking on your lips and tongue not caring who's around or what they'll say. "Princess we're getting distracted" she'd just nod and continue "every good scientist needs a good distraction" she'd hum and leave a trail of kisses down your jaw and neck before returning back to your lips.

[axailslink]

What would they use vibranium for?

Shuri x reader

Summary: A hilarious conversation shared between you and your girlfriend of five months.

For once in the lab you and Shuri were having a normal discussion nothing about science related work or Wakanda related work just a nice conversation until it took quite the negative term. "Shuri on some real deep thinking shit what would white Americans use vibranium for other than weapons?" Shuri thinks hard and long before replying "I truly don't know their first thoughts are usually revenge and death I didn't know they knew how to think other things." You share a chuckle before it hits you like lightning "oh my God hold I know what they'd make-" you let her interest peak before you say it though "dildos!"

Shuri looks at you wide eyed "no I'm done having this conversation. Conversation finished!" She shakes her head in disbelief as she laughs "they wouldn't...actually no they might they're not all that bright sometimes that makes total sense either weapons of mass destruction or dildos." You laugh as you continue "no but I can see it now-" you clear your throat and embody this commercial like voice "introducing vibranium dildos home to Wakanda they're truly advanced and you'll feel them in all the right places!" Your voice breaks off as you break down into a fit of laughter Shuri slaps your arm and wipes her face. "No no you're ridiculous my love seriously! You think they'd make vibranium dildos?" You nod "oh for Bast's sake what about vibranium butt plugs think they'd go that far?" Shuri laughs at her own comment and you add on "and they vibrate!" Shuri has truly lost it now practically rolling over in tears. "Yes this is why we can't let them have vibranium not the murderous weapons they'd make but the murderous pleasurable items they'd make." Shuri finally calms down enough to place a kiss on your forehead "I told my mother it wasn't a good idea to make you work with me we never get any work done with your crazy mind. Vibranium dildos and butt plugs you truly are creative."

A/n: not gone lie I thought of this while thinking about one of my favorite Shuri writers🤣 let's just say I'm sure y'all could guess who.

[theerraticace]

Please reblog if you think that “they/them/theirs” is a valid set of pronouns.

Trying to make a point to my father.

[gardenofriki]

im gonna write a shuri fanfic and post it in a few days. i am genuinely so fucking excited yall 😭💞

[shurireigns-deactivated20221203]

i mentally and physically can’t handle when i see ppl shipping shuri and namor cut me a break

[tchhairbandhere]

more than an assistant

not my best work but wanted to try something new. i might make another assistant fic but with a clumsy!reader trope idk. who knows i might re-write this with a slightly different ending lol. i apologize in advance if i do that. i hope you enjoy my work!

pairing: shuri x flustered!assistant!reader

classification: angst if you squint & fluff.

summary: shuri’s assistant has to take leave from work, so she has a new assistant to take her place in the meantime. after working together for awhile, y/n’s heart grows fonder for the princess. with the return of the previous assistant, her time by the princess’s side has come to and end. shuri realizes something she wish she did much earlier.

word count: 2,667

note: i have written about 4 fics now and was thinking of making a ‘masterlist’ that is kind of like a catalogue with all my works in one place for easy access. (if that is what a masterlist is for(?)).

as a busy scientist-princess by day and patrolling the borders occasionally during the night as the black panther, the possibility of juggling all her duties would be too difficult for one individual alone.

so of course having a trusty, responsible assistant became an invaluable asset to her and her schedule.

but a problem was approaching. shuri’s assistant was not going to be able to continue with her role as her assistant for awhile.

why?

well, because she was pregante.

sorry, that wasn’t funny. anyways…

she was pregnant, and as the months neared for the precious day of the mother-to-be, she had to inevitably take leave.

and that’s when you came in.

you took the temporary role of her highness’s trusted assistant.

you were ever so nervous, because you would have to be around the princess for a significant period.

you gently slapped your hands to your cheeks to gather yourself mentally as you approached the doors the princess’s favourite place, her lab.

you were chosen for this job because you were meticulous, responsible, and showed genuine care for your work. but even with those achievements, you were still shocked to have received the job offer. nonetheless, you were going to do your best to make sure you made no mistakes.

but oh bast, you were ever so nervous.

the guards standing by the door acknowledged your presence and opened the door. you heard the clear voice of griot as he stated your presence when you walked into the large white room.

okoye stood by the princess’s side as they watched you walk forward shyly.

you introduced yourself, nerves increasing as you caught the intense gaze of the princess.

“good morning, your highness. i’m y/n, your new assistant,” you slightly stuttered out.

shuri gave you a gentle smile.

“hello y/n, i have heard nothing but great things about your work ethic.”

her velvety voice and pearly white teeth when she grinned made you feel hot all over. you tried your best to maintain eye contact.

“ah, i just do what i’m told, your majesty,” you humbly waved off her comment.

with that, your role as the princess’s assistant officially began.

the princess’s schedule and important information you needed to know to cater to her needs was synced to your portal on a bracelet device you were to use for your work.

furthermore, the previous assistant was lovely enough to give you a little training and advice regarding shuri’s preferences and tips on what to do in certain situations.

///\\///\\///\\///\\///\\

a couple of months have passed, and you were fully accustomed to your now relatively new role.

there were many a times you bonded with the princess. many memorable moments were made, some humorous, some emotional moments.

the more time you spent with her though, the more your heart grew fonder.

because of these feelings, you could not help but go out of your way to make sure that she was okay, thus taking on tasks that fell slightly out of your job description.

you always made sure she ate well and wasn’t spending too much time in her lab.

you also focused on the little things she enjoyed that you noticed.

she loved to drink some tea after a long day of meetings, her favourite tea being a unique brand that you can only get at a few specific markets since it wasn’t very popular. most of the time you brewed the tea for her yourself, her preferred amount of sugar being muscle memory as you stir each cup gently for her everyday.

sometimes, she enjoyed shoulder rubs if her lab work was strenuous. you freely offered some, enjoying it just as much as she.

when she had a rough day, you sometimes already had a hot bath awaiting her. the flowery smell and pretty colorful bubbles peaking up at the top.

it was hard though, because sometimes you did not want to seem too out of line since it was not in your place to do so.

but shuri has never complained, in fact she enjoyed being taken cared of so much.

you don’t know if shuri would call you her friend, or simply her assistant. but you tried not to dwell on labels, it would only complicate things for your heart.

months passed and you began to feel dread in your heart.

the scheduled day for the previous assistant who was now able to return to work was approaching fast.

you did not want your time with the princess to end, but you had to do your best to maintain your feelings and not let them affect your professional life too much.

you took the optimistic approach to simply cherish the time you had by her side before your inevitable leave.

you assumed she was aware of your upcoming departure date for some reason. so, you never bothered to inform her.

///\\///\\///\\///\\

shuri has been doing great both mentally and physically these days.

she felt more relaxed, serene.

she was sure the help of her assistant had a good amount to do with it too.

she appreciated her new assistant greatly indeed.

so it came as a complete shock to her when she went to her lab and was met with the face of her previous assistant instead.

“afia, what a surprise to see you here this morning,” shuri said as she walked over.

she gave her a quick hug.

afia greeted the princess back respectfully. she was always so proper.

“how is your little bundle of joy?”

“very stubborn, he rarely listens to his father,” afia chuckled out as she thought of her previous newborn.

shuri let out a light smile as she continued to make small talk.

but one question lingered in her mind the whole time.

“i’m sorry to cut this conversation short but where is y/n?” shuri eventually questioned.

“oh? my princess, were you not told?” afia asked.

shuri shook her head from side to side, giving a silent and confused ‘no.’

“this was my scheduled day back, y/n was merely temporary coverage,” afia explained.

“oh.”

shuri was disappointed and felt dispirited.

afia was a great assistant, but you were like a silent pillar of support, always being there for her when she needed someone, professionally, and even non-professionally.

shuri felt attached to you.

‘why didn’t she say anything?’ shuri thought, slight anger and hurt in her mind.

your relationship no longer felt like a simple employer-employee one anymore.

///\\///\\///\\

days have passed, shuri tried to carry on about her days, but it was hopeless. she couldn’t stop feeling that something in her life was missing.

she began to feel restless and agitated.

the teas she drank just did not taste the same anymore.

she did not have anyone to go to when she needed your objective advice and warm presence.

she wasn’t aware of why she was feeling this way, until it crashed on her like a tidal wave.

shuri missed you.

she wanted you by her side, and she couldn’t believe it took her days to fully process her own thoughts and feelings.

she was a confident person, and once her mind decided on what she wanted, she was going to get it no matter what.

“griot.”

“yes, my princess?”

“find y/n’s location.”

the AI’s synapses and tracker got to work and within seconds, your location was made privy.

“she’s at her home it seems, my princess.”

it was late, but with haste shuri quickly marked your pinpointed location and stepped outside of the palace. one sole destination in mind.

///\\///\\///\\///\\///\\///\\

you heard a few light, but firm, knocks on your door.

‘weird,’ you thought. you weren’t expecting anyone.

your neighborhood was very safe with state-of-art security so it wasn’t a habit for you to check your peephole. something you wish you did before opening the door.

you gasped in shock and almost tripped backwards were it not for the quick reflexes of the tall figure that caught you in a flash. your face felt hot at the contact.

you quickly escaped her secure hold and took a step back because bast knows you would’ve chosen to stay in her arms forever if you could.

“i- your highness, what are you doing here?” you quickly questioned, voice slightly shaky at the surprise visit.

“sorry for the surprise visit-”

‘did this nigga just read my mind?’

shuri suddenly burst out laughing.

“what?” shuri tried to ask in between her laughs.

oh, you said that out loud.

she gathered herself, turning to gently close your door and faced you once again. lightly shaking her head in amusement before her demeanor changed.

“y/n.”

your breath hitched.

“why didn’t you say anything?” shuri’s voiced was laced with hurt.

it caught you off guard.

“i-i’m sorry princess i-“

“shuri. call me shuri.”

you gulped a little, unfamiliar with the new form of address.

“…shuri.”

the way her name left your luscious lips made her feel things in her body she wasn’t aware she could feel.

“i’m sorry i didn’t let you know of my departure. i erred in assuming that you would have known since i was just a temporary fill-in,” you mumbled, averting your gaze.

shuri felt a weird pang in her chest at the thought of your relationship being so… at face value.

it shouldn’t have been a surprise though, she did not hint that you guys were anything more.

“y/n, you are not just a mere temporary person that i had by my side,” shuri began. “and even if you were, i still would have appreciated a notice,” she scolded you lightly.

“you became someone i could confide in when my head or heart was in turmoil, you are more than a mere employee.”

she felt remorse that she didn’t make that more known during your time together.

you looked up at her tall, lithe, and toned frame.

her words came as a surprise to you. she never made it known or hinted that she had this much fondness or affection for you.

of course, there were many a time when she opened her heart to you when she felt vulnerable. and there were many soft moments where you made sure she had your shoulder to lean or cry on if she felt overwhelmed. but you tried to keep your pinning at bay, because shuri giving you any non-platonic interest was not possible

“i couldn’t get you out of my mind when you left.”

shuri looked down at the fluffy cream carpet of your apartment, slightly abashed.

you had to blink, your fingers shaking.

was this actually happening?

ever since you left her in the palace, your heart yearned to be in her presence. you wouldn’t put it past yourself to conjure up a fantasy this grand to appease the heartache you were drowning in.

“i-i feel so stupid,” shuri slightly lost her composure as she shook her head, fists clenched.

“it took me so long to fully realize and acknowledge how much i really care for you.”

shuri looked up at you, eyes twinkling in determination.

“i want you.”

you thanked bast you didn’t faint right then and there.

“what? shuri i-“ your eyes were shaking in pure nervousness.

‘oh my god oh my god oh my god.’

shuri could see the effect she had on you from a mile away.

hell, she didn’t even need to ask if you felt the same way. the way you so tenderly took care of her and paid attention to her needs more than any assistant she had was enough to you.

bast, she was so BLIND.

“y/n, i hold romantic affection for you that i cannot ignore.”

shuri stepped closer.

you took a step back, apprehensive.

“and i know you feel the same,” she smirked, inching closer.

you froze.

this was all so much in one go.

you felt overwhelmed.

you didn’t even know when shuri reached you, her face and soft lips a mere inch from yours.

“the way you took care of me… we both know that wasn’t merely because it was your job,” she whispered.

shivers violently went down your spine.

AYOOO??? what kind of godly rizz was this????

“i- ah…” you could not even utter a coherent syllable. your face began to redden.

shuri stared at you, you flustered state seemed to magnify by the second.

“y/n, are you okay?” she was beginning to get a little worried at your panicked state.

you never did so well in unexpected situations, not to mention your practically non-existent love life.

you felt yourself go faint and your legs gave out.

shuri caught you for the second time.

within seconds you regained consciousness and slightly disoriented.

this was so comical for fuck’s sake. you were so embarrassed.

“y/n, let’s sit down yeah?”

shuri gently guided you to your white-colored couch in your cozy living area and sat by you.

she reached for the glass of water that was conveniently already on the table that you were slowly sipping on a few hours ago as you watched tv.

“here.”

you quickly gulped.

“woah, slow down,” she chuckled, “do i make you that flustered?”

her voice was teasing, yet she kept checking over to make sure you were okay.

she man spread a little as she got comfortable.

“i’m sorry for dumping this all on you right now, i probably should’ve slowed down a bit.”

“no it’s okay i- i’m just not very composed when it comes to these situations since i’m never really in them,” you responded softly as you looked at her.

shuri udaku, princess of wakanda and the black panther of your nation, was casually sitting on your couch.

“i’m impressed by how composed you have been with me throughout if this is how you naturally react when i confess my love for you,” she slightly chuckled. you let out a small laugh at that as well. facts.

your ears felt hot again.

“i didn’t tell you of my departure because i could not bear the hurt in my heart,” you confessed.

shuri stared, understanding your feelings.

“3 months.”

“what?”

“i have been in love with you for 3 months,” you admitted.

shuri stared, you have been holding your feelings in for her for that long?

shuri inched closer, and this time, you didn’t back away.

“well, i think it’s about time we make up for some lost time, don’t you think?” shuri said softly as she pulled you closer.

you leaned in slowly, your eyes closed, and your lips met her soft pair as well.

shuri grabbed your waist and pulled you closer, deepening your kiss. your hands slowly found their way to softly cup her cheeks.

you both kissed until your lungs screamed for oxygen.

you pulled apart, slightly panting as you stared deeply into her eyes.

“y/n.”

“hmm?” you slowly caressed her cheek.

“i mean it, i want you. you being gone these past few days really made me miss your presence. i wish for you to be by my side, always, y/n.”

“oh shuri, this honestly feels like a dream,” you stare into her earnest eyes.

“it’s not baby, i’m here in the flesh,” she winked smoothly.

gosh, whenever she called you any pet name you couldn’t breathe.

“i don’t think i’ll ever find an assistant as great as you, but having you as my girlfriend will be even better, don’t you think?” shuri said, a small smile on her face as she cleverly asked you to be her girlfriend.

you let out a shy laugh.

“i want to be with you too,” you breathed out.

shuri’s heart felt full at your words. she grinned as she stared at the person she could now call her own.

she pulled you into a tight hug.

“i missed you.”

“i missed you too, my love.”

“…”

“…”

“will you be making me bubble baths now?”

shuri let out a hearty laugh as she nodded yes.

you took such good care of her, it was time she took care of you.

[shuris-whore-deactivated2023020]

She lick me like a lollipop (18+)

What the title says. This title making it sound like some porn video ngl T_T

Letitia, NOT Shuri, so this takes place in the muggle world.

Right before she goes on television

You feel the cold metal when she scrapes her teeth against your inner thigh and bites down softly. She looks up at you and smiles; you catch the glint of gold in her teeth and it’s just. So. So. Attractive. That sharp intake of breath, however subtle you thought you were being, doesn’t go unnoticed by her and she pauses the thigh make-out to kiss you. Dragging your bottom lip with her teeth so you can feel the mouth decor you’re so obsessed with. Letitia moves lower, skimming her teeth over your breast and you let out a small, “Tish, don’t tease me”. “But mami, it’s so fun”

Your girlfriend glides her teeth south, biting on skin that appeals to her, making your breathing come out in shallow pants. She stops against the waistband of your underwear, running her teeth on the fabric before running her index across your clit through the fabric. “It’s this wet for me?”, she gasps, feigning shock, “you can’t possibly like me this much mami”.

Those deft fingers move your underwear to the side and she positions her mouth right over your lips (the Southern ones you guys) and licks a flat stripe along the line. Letitia parts your folds, making sure you can see the pink of her tongue as it pecks your clit. “How are you taking so lon- Ahh”, she thrusts her tongue in without warning, you see the shining liquid resting on her lips painting them luminescent in the dim light. She doesn’t stop there, she moves her tongue in circles until all you see is white clouding your vision. The curve of your ass sits on her jaw, the sharp bone digging into soft flesh and she pulls you further down, letting out a soft growl, "stay".

She nips at the sensitive skin, thrusting her tongue until you see stars, liking the way you whine every time you feel the cold of her grill on your skin.

Heat pools at your core, and you scratch at her neck, "baby stop, I'm-". The sentence doesn't finish and instead, you finish all over her face. When you stand up, you see it dribble all over her chin and on the sides of her mouth. She smiles at you, all her white teeth on display and you are positively sure you could've passed away at that moment.

Somebody knocks at the door, "Miss Wright, you're up".

She licks her lips and wipes off the ✨glitter✨ from her jaw before she kisses you, "we'll finish this later princess".

Later on set ~

The host reaches over and hands your girlfriend a tissue, "you have something on your face there."

She smirks, "yeah, there was good juice in the back."

Fuck.

[haechvn]

I'm Not Sure

Pairing: Shuri x F!Reader

Warning: Just sad really. Angst. Self-Discovery. Self Doubt

Summary/Request: Our baby Shuri has been through a lot and she needs an outlet.

Word Count: 1.4k+

Author’s Note: I know i've been releasing a lot of smut filled fic but I really wanted to capture Shuri is her truest form ( in my head at least)

Taglist :  @melodykisses, @blackhottie25, @tonakings, @coalmistyy, @szalipcombo, @prettyluhlaiiii, @yelenabelovasgf, @callmeoncette, @clqrosmgc, @beautybyfire, @homelessmicechild, @shurisbitch

Translations: Sthandwa = My love

Shuri’s head rests on your lap, hands caressing the sides of your hips as soft African lofi plays in the background while you two are resting in her bedroom. One of your hands travels through the maze of her curls, aiding in a soothing feeling to the woman whose mind did not allow her to rest. You are currently occupied with a book that T’Challa had left for you and Shuri to read that he had written for you. A token of love he felt for the two of you as individuals and as a pair he knew would stand the test of time. Sweet but also five hundred pages long. His heart was truly in it.

Today was one of those quiet days for Shuri. She barely responded to her colleagues at her laboratory, her mind constantly wandered to a thousand different realms during council meetings and she couldn’t seem to find her footing anymore when it came to building and trying to help her country.

Ever since she had lost her last family member, everyday Princess Shuri would always ask herself the same question and always come to no definite conclusion: who am I? For the longest time, her identity rested in her achievements or titles bestowed upon her by others. She wasn’t necessarily questioning her abilities to get tasks or assignments done; she still excelled as a scientist and during her training with the Dora but that’s just it. Is that all she is? A scientist and the Black Panther? These questions made her feel as though she was experiencing an existential crisis at the mere age of 21 but in all honesty, it has been making her so anxious and uneasy.

Turning to Bast felt like a waste of time to her since she was abandoned by her family in the ancestral plane and the last words she heard from her mother “show them who you are” didn’t resonate with her at any degree because who is she truly? Clearly her mother saw something in her that she still cannot and the fact that she doesn’t have any family to help her navigate this journey of self discovery at times pushed her over the edge.

How is she meant to find purpose and reasoning in this world that doesn’t seem to stop taking from her? She’s sure that pretty soon all that will be left of her is her name. The advancements that she has contributed to the world of science have only made it easier for her to ignore the deep rooted feeling of confusion that she felt within the depths of her soul.

Sighing out in frustration, Shuri quickly raised her head away from you, sending the book in your hand flying and giving herself an excruciating headache. Grumbling under her breath, she couldn’t help but feel pathetic. Even when she’s alone with her love, her mind still plays games on her and she seems to fall for it every single time. Luckily she has been more open and honest with you about how she has been coping with her state of being but it has been getting harder and harder everyday to put on a smile and march forward.

Climbing off the bed, she went to retrieve your novel for you, looking enticing might I add, with a simple white tank top and pair of black spanx that showed off her incredible physique that she has been training so hard to achieve. Delicately grabbing the book off the floor, Shuri felt her blood run cold as she skimmed the cover, eyes darting back and forth thinking this was yet again another trick being played on her. To My Loves by T’Challa Udaku it read. That is the name he had for the two of you, even far before Shuri had mustered up the courage to ask you to be hers. Tears filled her eyes and they eventually littered the novel in her hands. Shoulders slouched over, shaking with no intention to stop any time soon, she made her way back to the bed and buried her face in your shoulder crying until she didn’t have the energy to continue.

“Awe baby what’s going on? Is it the book? I’m sorry he told me to show it to you once I finish. I can put it away if–”

The cries became heavier and tears came out harder as she dropped her full weight on top of you, squeezing you in her arms as if you are meant to disappear at any second and honestly speaking you just might. Her mind goes back to the love her brother had for the two of you, always telling her, “Shuri, you know you’ve got a special one and you need to do everything in your power to keep her. You two are a lot more similar than you think.”

All this time she has spent searching, questioning and debating her existence and place in this world, it never dawned on her that the one person who knows her more than any other soul she’s come across might be able to truly navigate her feelings of despair. Of course T’Challa wrote a book for you and Shuri, he could never once hide his adoration for how much you have been able to help Shuri bring out the light that has always been inside of her and he also teased that the two of you would one day reign side by side as the Queens of Wakanda. If only he was here to provide his guidance to her just one last time.

“How am I supposed to be,” she sniffles, eyes meeting yours tears overflowing from her cheeks and staining her shirt, “your woman and love you the way you deserve if I can’t even understand who I am? My mind won’t give me a break and I can’t keep doing this.” Her speech is decorated with hiccups and pauses, showcasing a side of Shuri you haven’t seen in such a long time. She is normally so stoic and tall in her presence but she is now quite literally in shambles, unable to get proper handle for herself.

It’s about time she broke down like this. She’d been trying to just hold these feelings hostage without any real release and now she can truly start to move forward even if she didn’t see it that way.

“How does being the world's smartest woman or a princess help me deal with the fact that I’m lost sthandwa? How does any of this black panther nonsense help me—”

“Baby,” you cooed, wiping her tears, heart breaking at the sight ,”I need you to take a couple of breaths okay? Can you do that for me?”

Roughly shaking her head in disagreement, she continued “How is breathing gonna help if I don’t want—”

“Shuri! Please. Breathe. Right now.”

One, two, three, four, she counted in her head. Maybe she was doing too much or overreacting instead of thinking things through logically.

“Everything you are feeling is valid my love.” She has been doing a lot of thinking out loud in her most vulnerable moments. “The last thing you need to do is worry your pretty head about how you can be better for me when I accept you for all that you are.”

Shifting around in her grasp, you reach for the love letter her brother dedicated to her. Opening to the first page, you placed the book in her hands.

“Here. Read it. All you need right now is a little something to ground you.”

Deep down, she still has not been able to come to terms with her brother’s passing so the thoughts of reading his words, knowing his voice would be speaking to her scared her more than anything. Sensing her hesitance, you gently rubbed a hand on her back. “I’m right here with you. Don’t worry too much, okay?”

Slowly nodding, she gathered herself to uncover the true last words her brother had for her.

“To my Shuri. Firstly you are mine. Everything that you are comes from your heart and nothing can ever compete with how much you have changed me as a man—.” She closes the pages, heart fluttering at his kind words but the feeling of his absence taking over her once again.

Maybe this is exactly what she needed. A chance to see herself through the lenses of those who celebrated her the most. She always held her brothers’ words in the highest regard so maybe he hasn’t completely abandoned her after all. She can already start to feel a shift within herself.

Bast, she whispers in her mind, thank you.

Maybe it’s not so bad to believe again.

[axailslink]

Bruh I can't go to sleep with this new information she fucking knows bruh

[i-luvsang]

the voicemail he leaves you – ateez

gn!reader , fluff , cw : mentions of food and drinks (in yeosang, wooyoung, and jongho's), usage of pet names (love, darling, my sweets, baby)

hongjoong – “hey love, let me know when you get this. i know you’re in a meeting right now and i know i can just text you, but i just thought, yknow… a voicemail might be nice, i guess. anyways, i was just gonna tell you that you left your sweater in my studio the other day and not to worry about coming to get it, i’ll drop it off at your apartment tonight. love you, see you in a few hours.”

seonghwa – “hi darling. will you call me when you get the chance? i can’t figure out where to put the bouquet of flowers we got this morning, and it was too hard to explain over text. should they go on the coffee table, or the dining table, or maybe in the bedroom? none of them look quite right, but the flowers always look nice when you place them. i love you, talk to you soon.”

yunho – “my sweets! why aren’t you picking up your phone? don’t tell me it died again, you silly. anyways, text or call me when you get this!! i have something to give to you, and no, before you ask, it’s not a puppy. and yes, before you ask, you’ll still like it. hurry and charge your phone so i can see you soon! ba bye, love you.”

yeosang – “hi, i um, don’t really leave voicemails much but i had a few questions and i guess i just figured it’d be easier than texting… and you said that you liked– nevermind, just, um… do you need me to grab anything from the store later today? and do you have anything in mind that you want for dinner tomorrow? also i was wondering which place you get that one drink you like. just let me know whenever you can.”

san – “hi baby! i wanted to talk to you, but it looks like you’re busy, so this will have to do. i’ll be home pretty soon, by the way, i’m in the car right now. which is funny, usually you’re there before me. today wooyoung tried to show me a new song, but you already showed that one to me yesterday. did you listen to any more songs by that artist? i didn’t get the chance yet. i’ve got to go, but i love you!”

mingi – “baby, i miss you. call me when you wake up, will you? i don’t care if it’s late where i am, but i want to talk to you. you can even get ready for work while on the phone, but i swear i might die if i don’t hear your voice soon. i have to go now, but i love you!! i love you so, so much. i hope you’re sleeping well right now. talk to you soon!”

wooyoung – “baby!! i’m bored. have you listened to that song i sent you yet? i swear you’ll love it, it’s just your type of song. oh! and did you see that pair of pants i sent? what do you think of them, should i buy them? also, i was wondering if you wanted me to get soda or juice for dinner tonight. or both. just text me when you get off work. love you lots!”

jongho – “hi, i was at the grocery store and i couldn’t remember which snacks besides your favorites you wanted me to get, so i just grabbed a ton. so don’t be surprised by the abundance of bags on your counter when you get home. i had to go back to work, but call me when you get home, okay? and text me when you leave work, too.”

[gardenofriki]

sobbing this is so cute