* — she's not afraid

shuri. nineteen. princess of wakanda. creator of the black panther suit. meme extrodinare. smarter than you.

[evanss-chris]

Is that any member of royal blood, who wishes to challenge for the throne?

[genicusprincess]

erik.

it’s made evident by the other’s quick jump to anger that he wasn’t welcome here. though, it isn’t like being unwelcome had ever stopped him before. she’s angry, and rightfully so, but that doesn’t stop a wicked smirk from growing onto his features. “trust me. if i could, i would.” truthfully, erik didn’t know where home was anymore, especially not now, standing in unfamiliar terrain. he uses the hand pressed to the pavement to urge his frame up to his feet, hand still splayed against the spot on his chest where he’d been stabbed what felt like only moments prior. “did you-” he pauses briefly, fingertips still rubbing the sore spot on his chest. “did you do this?” he taps the spot for emphasis. his mind was blurry but he remembers t’challa offering shuri’s skills to keep him alive — to which erik declined — but it was the only explanation for why he’s standing, alive.

Eyes roll in disgust as she watches the smirk light up on his face, “i don’t trust you here.” at least she’s being honest, right?? there were enough villains running around in the mansion, they didn’t need one that could actually turn people to their side. she knew erik was good at playing victim, and didn’t want to give him the platform to do such. shuri shakes her head slowly as she eyes him. “t’challa offered but you made your choice. i can’t bring back the dead,” yet. but she didn’t want to tack that on. she’s truly not sure how her cousin is standing before her, and she takes another careful step towards him. “can i see??” she gestures to where his wound would’ve been, keeping her hands at her sides to show that she’s not going to play him. she’s curious as to how any of this could be possible, and is questioning if this is even erik.

[laere]

[genicusprincess]

@kxngtchxlla

[genicusprincess]

erik.

he goes from feeling nothing, to everything all at once. the sensation of cool air against his skin is the only telltale sign that he’s alive. erik lifts a hand to the source of the sting, gaze swiftly shifting to where he felt the wound, only to see that the skin hadn’t broken and he was fine. well - as fine as he can be. obsidian hues search the terrain around him, coming to the conclusion that he was no longer in wakanda, and wherever this was couldn’t be his home. still on his knees, a hand presses to the pavement for support as he lifts his head, eyeing the figure that moved from just a few yards ahead of him. “yo!” he exhales in a labored breath, voice strained from the sing of the cold air. “you able to tell me where the fuck i am?” 

Shuri stops dead in her tracks at the sound of his voice, there’s no way. her brother had watched him die, but that voice was unmistakable. “you.” she rounds herself on him, eyes narrowing. t’challa was always the calm and collected one but shuri always had a fire burning behind her exterior, a need to be apart of the fight. she takes a step toward her cousin, disgust clearly playing on her features. her eyes are clouded over with anger and she stares down at him. “no one asked for you here. go home,” her accent only gets heavier the angrier she gets. her mind is racing with all the terrible things erik could try and do now that he’s in the past and how she can prevent them from happening. he’s lucky she’s showing him mercy instead of attacking him right now.

[genicusprincess]

mistletoe - pete !

"Merry chrysler!!” shuri is a giggling mess, as she nudges peter lightly with her elbow. she’s almost a little too excited for the holiday, even if she does have to spend it away from home in another decade. though peter was the complete opposite of the boys she grew up with in wakanda, he felt like home to her. which is why she hovered at his side in the large group of their roommates that had joined together in the common area. dark eyes flutter up, catching sight of the plant that hung in the door frame above him and her giggly demeanor fades away. “uh peter??” she doesn’t move at first, almost like she’s too scared. but deciding that she has nothing to lose, she leans forward and presses a small kiss to the others lips. “don’t ever let t’challa found out about this,” she warns, but doesn’t admit it was her first kiss.

@thwipit​

[genicusprincess]

💬 + your brother is a furry

“Confirmed. his fursona is a black panther and i’ve signed him up for the next convention.”

@kxngtchxlla

[genicusprincess]

💬 youre smarter than tony stark

“No printer, just fax.”

[genicusprincess]

💬 you have a crush on peter

“Yeet!! listen, he’s a cute white boy but he has 90% of the women and some of the men in this mansion pining after him. he’s just good for the memes and science, males and females can be just friends you know.”

@thwipit​

[genicusprincess]

💬 you think mmmmm'baku is thicc

“M’baku is one thicc bih…”

[genicusprincess]

erik.

     a smug smirk hooked into a corner of plump lips as narrowed, coffee brown hues meticulously wander upon the other’s confused features and noticeably furrowed brows, erik murmurs snidely. “adaptability is a talent among few — and selective upon majority, i see.”

Shuri’s eyes narrow at the man-- her cousin. (( not by choice, if you asked her she would’ve erased him from existence )) she’s forcing herself to keep calm, though she wants nothing more than to have her own brawl with the villain again. lips are pursed as eyes roll in a perfect circle, “spare me the dramatics, n’jadaka,” she uses his real name on purpose, to see how he’d react, “how are you alive??”

[josiesaltzmam-deactivated202311]

I just see the world completely different now.

[genicusprincess]

S H U R I  → afro-punk street style outfit aesthetic

[theavengers]

Black Panther (2018)

[genicusprincess]

tony.

“wow. that’s pretty smart,” tony replies, raising his eyebrows. even he’s not too proud to admit when he’s impressed — in a lowkey way, of course. “the mansion is cool, but it’s a drag when you can never leave it. kudos to you for, uh, thinking of that. how are you going to do it? i wouldn’t know the first place to begin with all this sh— uh, stuff. the 70s are, what should i say? a bore.” he holds up a finger. “now, i can say it because i was born in them. only 70s kids. you know the drill. what are you, a 90s kid? one of those gen z-ers? don’t tell me. it’ll only make me feel old. you’re ten times smarter than me at your age, so what the hell— heck.” he sits down next to her, crossing his legs. “mind if i watch and maybe offer some… uh, expertise?”

Shuri flashes the man a smile, glad that she’s managed to impress him. she may be one to tease the man, but it was all done from a place of respect. and her just being an overall annoying little sister to everyone. she lets out a small laugh, “mr. stark, i’m nineteen, you are allowed to curse in front of me,” she’s noted his slip ups and wonders how many times he’s had to backtrack in front of peter like this. she flips a switch on the circuit remote in her hand and a hologram flashes across her features, turning her a shade of blue, “obviously i need to program this took like actual people, as changing someone like gamora blue wouldn’t do much help,” she chews the inside of her cheek in thought, trying to figure out how to do that in this time. “i am a 90s baby though, so all of this is way out of my league,” she admits, shuffling through the disaster she had made on the floor. she glances up at him, knowing tony had a tendency to talk, a lot. she nods her head despite her better judgment, “as long as you promise not to micro-manage me. i do know what i’m doing after all,” kind of.

[genicusprincess]

valkyrie.

@genicusprincess

“I know you.” There’s something in her face, something that lights a recognition for Valkyrie, eyes narrowed as she stares down the girl. She’s not quite sure why - she’s decent with faces, she should be able to remember if she’s encountered the girl before. But still… Something tugs at a memory, though she’s not quite sure what. “Why do I know you?”

Shuri is almost nervous, though you’d think she’d be used to people she didn’t know knowing who she was, as princess of wakanda. she has to tell herself to calm down, these people are allies and trustworthy. she’s almost one hundred percent sure she’s never seen this woman in her life though, and she’s racking her brain to think of all of t’challa’s new found friends. “you must know my brother t’challa,” the younger gives a small smile, “i’m shuri.”

[genicusprincess]

peter.

“aw man, does that mean i’m lit and sick all at once? the elders will implode!” his laugh was already uncontrollable as he playfully shoved her hand away from him, then he leaned forward in disbelief. “what?!” he exclaimed in an eruption of laughter, turning back to shuri, “you called t'challa a furry?! no way there’s — no way! did you film this? what did he say? please tell me you got this on your channel, i’m gonna binge the whole thing when we get back — wait no, seriously, how did he react? like… he keeps wearing the costume here. has he just… embraced his fursona? wakanda explain!”

“Don’t let steve or sergeant barnes hear you saying that,” shuri teases, glancing around them to make sure the men that she considered the oldest weren’t around, “bucky just learned the meaning of groovy in wakanda. it’s more fun to have him embarrass himself.”she’s laughing at his response, “you watch my videos,” she places a hand over her heart, touched that spiderman himself found the free time to watch her antics. “it’s there, it was kind of a combination of shock and complete hatred for me for telling him. he tried to throw it back at me like,” she pauses, trying her best to sound like her big brother, “‘you made it, shuri. you’re just as bad as i am,’” she rolls her eyes before turning to her regular voice, “but i’m not the one walking around in public dressed like a cat, now am i?? he’s lucky i don’t make him an actual fursuit.”

[pietrotheavenger]

peter: *flipping around and shit, shooting webs and whatever he does*

shuri: oh my god he on xgames mode