can we please get more shuriri x reader babysitting content 🥺🥺
pardon the lack of capitalization 😩.
shuri x riri x pregnant reader hcs
there’s a lil babysitting fic a the end ;}
tags : @sweetalittleselfish-honey @sariiwritingg @taiiunknown @bellaallebbella1 @sleepynggafr
they don’t let you go anywhere or do anything without them. you need to go to the grocery store? you sure as hell aren’t driving and doing all that walking.
“it’s good to walk.” you protest.
“it’s also good to sit down and rest.”
“you’re acting like i’m old.”
“we ain’t say all that… it’s just, you know.” riri shrugged. “just let us take care of you.”
you wouldn’t tell them the gender of the baby and it drove them insane. you knew and secretly started buying stuff, but you considered it a game to not tell the two.
“IT IS A BOY!” riri shouted
“does she look like a boy mom to you? she’s having a girl.”
“how does someone look like a type of gender mom. that doesn’t make sense.”
“look at her! you think she would take a kid to football practice?
“do you think she would take a child to ballet?”
“…YES!” shuri shouted back.
riri absolutely FLIPS when the baby kicks. it also kind of freaks her out, especially when you put her hand on your tummy so she can feel the baby moving.
you’ll never forget the first time she felt it.
“ri, come here.” you smile, reaching out for her hand.
“whats up.” she gave you her hand, smiling right back.
once you put her hand in your stomach and she felt the child, her face became conflicted.
“why does it- oh- does that hurt? that looks like that hurts.. what the fuck-“ riri jumped back.
“you come feel it and tell me that ain’t new to you!” riri whined but still kept her hand on your tummy.
when shuri came over, she had the exact same reaction.
and they became obsessed with feeling the baby move. you however would never admit how much it freaked you out when you felt the baby move for the first time.
shuri is obsessed with the thought of a mini you arriving soon. she wants to be sure both of you are safe.
“kimoyo beads are a choking hazard. maybe i can put a chip into her binky.”
“her?” you tilt your head with a smile.
“i want us to have a girl.” shuri said as she typed away on her computer. it wasn’t until she noticed your silence when she realized what she said.
“no, us.” you nod, pulling her in for a kiss.
shuri and riri talk to the baby more than they talk to you. they’re convinced they can turn the baby into a mini genius.
“and you’re going to have your own table at the lab.”
(you would protest that later.)
“i wanna get him his first pair of J’s.”
“either way, that baby is gonna have drip. aren’t you?” riri laid down next to your stomach, putting her hand on it.
“she can be bilingual. i’ll teach her xhosa and english.” shuri laid down of the other side of you, leaning her head gently on it.
“xhosa is difficult,” you counter.
“she’ll catch on. she’s smart like her mommy. isn’t that right?”
instantly, the baby began to move. shuri and riri shared a look. all you could do was grin.
one day after your doctor's appointment, you came home to see riri and shuri working in the nursery. riri was putting together the crib while shuri was setting up baby monitors and a sight stimulation screen.
you leaned in the door frame with a picture ultrasound of the baby in your hand. this would be the last one you’d get.
“do you want to see her?” you call out to your lovers, a grin on your face.
the two snap their hands back at you. “what?” they say in unison.
“her?” shuri put down her phone.
“i got her last ultrasound. do you want to see?”
needless to say, they were geeked.
your daughter, imani, had seen everything and she wasn’t even two years old.
shuri insisted that the four of you take a trip to wakanda. there, she met her grandmother who was absolutely obsessed with her. ramonda spoiled the child, showering her in kisses and cuddling her at any given chance.
including council meetings.
riri on the other hand, had taken imani to chicago. she wouldn’t remember this, but riri would. she took her to all her favorite places, and brought her to the garage often. she made sure to keep the danger away.
imani was truly a spoiled baby. she loved being held at all times, which resulted in you buying a harness. shuri and riri would often fight over who got to hold the little one.
your job required you to go to a convention this weekend. that meant you would have to leave imani home. you didn’t mind it though, she knew she would be in good hands.
“can y’all babysit this weekend?” you felt sad to ask this, knowing you wanted to stay home and be with your family.
riri and imani lay on the floor, enjoying tummy time. shuri was sitting next to you, her fingers dancing with your braids as she watched tv. your words didn’t catch her attention, but your tone did.
“i really don’t feel like dealing with those people.” you roll your eyes, leaning your head onto shuri’s shoulder.
“you can’t get out of it?” riri tore her eyes away from the 10 month old.
“no, they need me there.” you sigh. “i don’t want to leave you three.”
“you don’t want to leave us or you don’t want to leave us with alone with the baby?” shuri teased, kissing your temple. “we’ll be fine, sithandwa sam. i was thinking we could take her to the aquarium. i played a video for her on the stimulation screen, and she reacts well to the color blue.”
“are you running tests on our daughter?” riri picked up nadja and made her way to the couch.
riri had slipped up saying that once before. it led to a long and emotional conversation between the three of you. shuri and riri were imani’s mothers just as much as you were.
but oh, how hearing those words swelled your heart.
“no, i’m just helping her develop. you’re the one who made her teething toys shaped like tools.”
“i’m helping her develop.” riri mocked, handing imani over to you.
“hi baby,” you cooed to your daughter. “you gonna be good for shuri and riri while mommy is gone?”
imani looked at you, then riri, then shuri.
“she’s literally a genius.” shuri proclaimed.
“thanks to us.” riri shrugged simply until she caught your eyes.
“and what about the woman who held her for nine months then brought her into this world?”
“…you know what i meant.” riri smiled, kissing you on the cheek.
“i made six bottles. i don’t think she’ll eat that much but it’s there just in case.” you stood in front of the door, your eyes flickering between the three. imani was sleeping in shuri’s arms.
shuri could see the hesitation radiating off of you.
“we’ll be fine. send pictures every hour.” shuri reassured you, leaning in to kiss your lips. “i love you.”
“i love you.” you replied and kissed shuri back. you turned to riri and gave her the same treatment.
“i love you too, ma. be safe ight?” riri gave you a soft smile.
and after a while of making sure they were all set, you were off.
since it was still early, shuri and riri went back to bed together, shuri’s kimoyo beads tracking every move and breath her baby girl made.
it wasn’t until around 11 when you got your first picture from riri. they were out eating breakfast at ihop, and you lowkey got a little jealous. imani was chewing on a strawberry and the sight melted your heart.
you reply with an unhealthy amount of hearts, but it was well deserved.
you finally had a break from the endless meetings and convention, deciding to facetime shuri.
“i swear ‘mani just cussed.” shuri said immediately, keeping her eyes on the road ahead of her.
“i wouldn’t put it past you,” you chuckle. “she’s around riri.”
“yo-“ riri scoffed, taking the phone from shuri’s lap. “and when her first word is kimoyo i don’t wanna hear NOTHING.”
“who’s complaining?” shuri countered.
you were starting to get homesick now. “where are y’all headed?”
“shuri wears lil mama responds to the color blue, so we’re going to the aquarium. i think she just wants to look at the penguins.”
“that too.” shuri shrugged innocently. “how’s the convention?”
“i want to go home.” you sigh. “it feels never ending.”
“you’ll be home at seven,” shuri reminded you gently. it was only 12.
“that’s my whole day gone! i could be out with my family but i’m stuck here sitting in this boring ass convention. plus it’s cold as fuck is here.”
the two on the other end of the phone laugh.
“i miss y’all too.” you said a bit softer. “keep sending pictures please.”
“didn't plan on stopping. hang in there ma.” riri kissed the phone before hanging up the phone so you could eat.
the pictures hurt you so good.
you were getting so mad to the point where you wanted to cry. how dare your job rob you of family time? you missed shuri. you missed riri. you missed imani.
apparently, your anger had sped up time, because as soon as you went to get up to use the restroom, it was over. you got out of there as soon as possible, getting into your car and calling riri.
“she’s free!” shuri picked up the phone cheering.
“about time,” you sigh, relieved. “where’s ri?”
shuri got up from the bed to show riri, who looked intensely concentrated.
you assumed she was changing a diaper.
“ma, i don’t know how you change a diaper so quickly. shuri tried earlier but i think i’m beating her time.”
“midn you, we were out in public and didn’t have the luxury of being home. i couldn’t find the wipes in her panther bag.”
the panther bag was imani’s “going out” bag.
“it takes practice.” you shrug simply. “let me see my baby.”
shuri laid down next to imani, who was teething on one of the toys riri had designed. “who’s that?” shuri gasped. “ is that mommy?”
hearing all three of their voices was enough to bring you to tears. you were quiet all the way home, listening to them all talk.
you only hung up once you got inside. you dropped everything at the door and embraced your family.
you didn’t even bother wiping those frustrated tears from your cheeks. shuri and riri would do it for you.
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