so did the izogie girls go extinct ? 🤕
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so did the izogie girls go extinct ? 🤕
personal trainer!riri hcs
sfw/nsfw !!!
warnings: smut, public sex
AN: idk if anyone has done this yet but i cannot get the visual out of my heaadddddd. also this is not proofread i kid you not i wrote this today and posted it soon as i was done.
ꪆৎ - you lowkey hated her at first.
she wasn't your biggest fan either, learning how stubborn you were. she found you fussy and bossy, even though she was the one in charge.
"aight, three more reps since you talking shit."
"are you serious? i'm finna go home riri, forreal."
ꪆৎ - over time, ya'll warmed up to each other and got to a passive aggressive sort of joking stage with each other.
at this point, you'd noticed how her hands rested on your waist just a second too long while helping you keep your form.
she tested the waters to see just how much lingering you would allow.
"this okay?"
"mhm," you nodded.
ꪆৎ - when she helped you lift, on a good day she'd straddle your torso while holding the bar, and when you finally got the hang of it she'd get up.
you found yourself pretending to struggle just to keep her there for a few more moments.
"you was doing just fine yesterday! what, your arms jelly today princess?"
"shut up, matter fact, i got it."
"nahh, i gotchu. don't want you to uhh.. crush yourself."
ꪆৎ she had started calling you mocking-type nicknames like your highness, your excellency, and princess pretty early on, just to piss you off and remind you of how bitchy you were acting.
princess stuck, even when you complied.
ꪆৎ - you started off contacting her through some app you met her on, strictly for scheduling and talking payment options.
one day she asked for your number.
"cmon, it's easier."
"easier than an app with a built-in calendar and a venmo link?"
"...yeah."
ꪆৎ - you gave it to her anyways, along with your instagram.
riri (gym): sent 2 attachments.
riri (gym): saw you on your story complaining. get like me.
upon opening her message, the attachments were photos of her flexing in the mirror like a fuckboy, nothing but a sports bra on her top. her toned abdomen was glazed with sweat.
you: damn, hard work pays off.
riri (gym): damn straighttt
ꪆৎ - the next day was a bit awkward, maybe only for you.
to distract yourself from your attraction to the girl practically on top of you, you took the bar and didn't even hesitate to show her you had it under control. but she didn't move. she watched your face from above you with a prideful grin, letting go of the bar slowly.
"okay, i see you!"
"you gon get up?" you grunted through your teeth, pumping the barbell fervently and avoiding all eye contact as your core throbbed lightly.
"nah, think ima stay right here."
ꪆৎ - as some time passed, you two were moderately acquainted, but by this time she knew what her proximity did to you.
she lingered even longer now, keeping her hands on you for what felt like a million forevers wrapped up in seconds. especially during goblet squats, when your core and spine had to be lined up just right so that you wouldn't tip over or drop a dumbbell on yourself. she stood directly behind you, too close for comfort, one hand on your abdomen and the other on your lower back.
and don't forget the praises she'd hum at you all the while.
"mhm, attagirl."
"just like that, see? you got it."
"you on fire today, princess."
and you absolutely were. you sweat way more than you intended to, and made a quick exit to the showers once you paid her. it was late, just supposed to be a quick wash up before you went home so that you didn't have to drive home gross and sweaty.
ꪆৎ - once you'd undressed, you remembered you forgot your duffle bag with your change of clothes and your towel on a bench in the fitness centre. at the front of the building.
unfortunately, footsteps tracking to the showers brought riri, with your bag in hand and hers across her shoulder.
"probably gonna need that," she chuckled, eyeing you covering yourself with your two arms alone as she tossed your bag down at your feet.
"yeah."
and then she left.
ꪆৎ - except she didn't.
"you gonna stand there and watch?" you joked nervously, not moving your arms to reach for your bag.
"thought i'd join you, but that sounds good too."
she set her bag down on a shower bench and unzipped it, pulling out a towel and folding it nicely before placing it down.
ꪆৎ - she was ripped. but we knew that though!
she didn't lose a minute taking her shirt off, her soft abs, v-line, and happy trail all demanding your gaze.
"looks like you the one standing and watching," she laughed, removing her sports bra too.
she was so nonchalant about it, effortlessly giving you a show as she stripped completely nude like it was nothing. she wasn't shaking like you were. she grabbed her soap out of her bag and headed to one of the showers, purposely pulling the curtain to where she was barely covered.
ꪆৎ - you moved right next to her, scents of honey and vanilla floating from your side of the curtain to hers, and scents of blue cedar floating from her side to yours.
you'd glanced over at her more times than you could count, and there was a growing desire between your legs.
you had to make a choice.
you could wash up silently with a lump in your throat, afraid to tell her what you need, afraid to say exactly what she wants to hear.
or, you could be shameless.
ꪆৎ - shameless you were.
"ri..?"
"yea princess?"
you swallowed hard, almost as if you were trying to force the words down, but your attempt had failed.
"can you get my back?"
ꪆৎ - she was so gentle.
her left hand found your waist as her right held your loofah, scrubbing light, soapy circles into your skin.
"smells good."
she moved your hair over your shoulder and pressed her face against it. kissing your forearm softly and hanging your loofah on a nearby hook, she let her hands wander mindlessly to your stomach. your breath hitched in your throat as she slowly moved lower, planting kisses all over your back.
then she stopped.
"can i?"
you nodded, but to riri, that wasn't an answer. her hands left your body, and you turned to face her, disappointment apparent in the furrow in your brows.
"i need to hear you say it."
"mh- yes. yes," you blurted, shaky and demanding all in one.
she turned you around by your arm and pressed her front to your back once again, the space between you closed so tightly that not even the water came between you two. she took one of your breasts in one hand, and with her free one, found your clit.
your lips parted slightly as her fingers rubbed gently, tenderly, and you took it for a while. but it wasn't enough for you. you needed more.
ꪆৎ - patience was a virtue when it came to riri.
you tried to rush her, wanted to feel all of her right then and there.
with your hand on top of hers, you moved her hands faster, pressing down on your throbbing bud. your head fell back as you bit down on your lip, the heat in your core rising like vehement flames. you were already ready to snap, but she wasn't done. she had barely even started.
she quickly pulled her hand out from under yours.
"you rushing me?" she semi-whispered into your skin, a fiery firmness in her tone.
your brisk head shake no made her grunt in a slight frustration.
"words, princess."
"no, ri.. not rushing."
ꪆৎ - however, her inside of you was a different story.
while her fingers explored every crevice of your pussy, her ears listened for your reactions. once she found that spot, there was no more soft and tender. she hit it deep and slow, her chin resting in the nape of your neck as she whispered the filthiest shit you've ever heard into your ear.
you were praying the gym was still empty, the way her name echoed over and over again off of your lips so flagrantly.
ꪆৎ - once you came, she let you ride it out on her fingers just a bit longer before she licked them clean.
ꪆৎ - aftercare is still important to her, even if it happened in the gym showers.
she finished getting you cleaned up and helped you dress. you insisted she take you straight home, to which she replied,
"don't piss me off, y/n."
and take you straight home she did not!
she took you to get some food first, thennnn took you home.
she wanted to stay the night, but you laughed and told her she didn't have to.
"aight, same time tomorrow then?"
"goodnight, riri."
wife/girl mom!shuri hcs because i miss her sm
AN; this is lowkey an old scrap i abandoned it's veryyy short unfortunatelyyy
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ᨖ - before you two got married, she constantly reminded you that you two would be.
"i dunno, i just feel like im outgrowing my apartment."
"when you're my wife, you can just move into the palace with me."
"this is a nice ring!"
"i've got a ring for you."
"shuri can we-"
"get married? well yes."
ᨖ - on your wedding day she cried. a lot. like, as soon as she finished her vows, she broke down.
to be fair, she knew from the moment you two first kissed, you'd be her person. she'd been waiting for you for 5 years. yes she was esteemed royalty of a global superpower, meaning she practically had it all, however, finally getting to marry the girl of her dreams meant she truly had her everything.
ᨖ - after 2 years of marriage, you were sick of your apartment. she offered you countless times to move to wakanda and into the palace. it was wildly tempting. you'd been before, and you loved it. the walls, floors, and ceilings were clad in vibranium and gold and several other precious elements you weren't smart enough to make out, and it was huge. maybe even too huge, you thought.
maybe too huge to start your own life like you dreamed of. too huge to humbly raise a child in. and shuri understood.
so she bought you a house, careful not to spend too much (though you know she had the money).
ᨖ - the topic of children came up quite a bit as you two grew together.
"what would we name him?"
"why does it have to be a him?"
she rolled her eyes and grinned. "what would we name it?"
"it?"
"Nkosazana, please."
truth be told, you didn't wanna carry shit, especially if it wasn't shuri's.
so, you two adopted a beautiful baby girl.
ᨖ - it was love at first sight for shuri. from the second she held your baby girl, even before it was decided, that was her daughter.
she cried when you two brought her home, she cried buying diapers and binkies, she cried watching you hold her. she was so passionately in love with the life she was creating with you.
ᨖ - she hated being separated from her girls. there were times when she had to go home to wakanda, and she would spend any sliver of free time she had to facetime you, to see her family.
"how's home? we miss you!"
"i miss you more, love. where is the baby?"
ᨖ - when baby girl started school, she dropped her off in the talon fighter on her first day. every first day after that, she did the same.
you were opposed at first; you wanted a normal life for your daughter. you wanted a normal life period. but you can't have that when you're married to shuri udaku.
"we have a BMW in the driveway. that's cool enough, shuri."
she pouted. "not as cool as the talon fighter."
you groaned at her puppy dog eyes, the ones that you could never say no to. "just this once."
(it was not just that once)
ᨖ - as the years went by, you gave up on being normal. it would never really be normal to be a wife of wakandan royalty, so why try?
you let her buy you all the fancy things you would've immediately told her to put back. you flew to wakanda with her and baby girl often. you even considered moving there, but you'd still never let yourself.
ᨖ - it surprised shuri when you started saying yes to things, but once she had the green light, she spoiled you and baby girl like it was her life purpose.
"let's go to bora bora."
"okay, let's do it."
"baby plea-" she paused. " ..what did you say?"
after that, it was a new dress every week, a vaction every few months, and the talon fighter outside of your job.
"shuri, what the hell?"
"just get in, Nkosazana."
ᨖ - though shuri spoiled baby girl, you had also taught her to remain humble and kind.
her hair was always adorable, her clothes looked like baby gucci, but she was the sweetest and most giving kid you two had ever seen.
however, unbeknownst to you, shuri taught her to kick ass.
one day, as you and shuri were picking her up from school, you saw some discourse between two students outside.
"give me back my lunchbox!" one boy yelled. the other blew him a raspberry and took off left, but didn't make it more than a few steps before tripping and falling on his face.
at the scene of the crime was baby girl, her small leg stuck out, and hands behind her back. she kicked the boy once more before snatching up the lunchbox and returning it to its rightful owner.
"i did that," shuri said as she looked over to you with a grin.
"i bet you did."
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what are some riri (or shuri, pearline, annie, izogie) hcs that you guys would wanna see? im writing for ihy pt 3 and a shuriri fic rn and its taking me foreverrrr so i wanna write some shorter things to fill my need to create lol. also i havent written for sinners but i'd like to (wlw only)! soooo if ANYONE could lmk in asks or comments super quick what we're interested in that would be greattttly appreciated (even if you dont read my work!)
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sum slight because i miss my ex and im going through it
contains: ANGSTTTTTT, mention of alcohol and hangover symptoms
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