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I am all for China exposing America for its bs but I want them to stop acting like they don't exploit Africa.
- hi (a year later) ♡
So... where do we start?
Gosh, I'm tearing up just thinking of what to say. 🥹
Hi, beautifuls.👋🏾 Long time no see, huh?
I feel like I've been avoiding this blog for a while, both parts due to the absolute wreck that has been my life in the past year, along with just not really knowing what to say to you lovely people.
A few years ago, around the end of 2022, I, a very lost and scared adolescent, started this page because of one idea. I had watched an emotionally impactful movie and could not do anything before I got something down on a page. I was met with so much kindness, love, and support, and for all the times I've been told that a work of mine brought comfort to people, writing and contributing something that felt so real actively kept me going. I cannot overstate just how much this page has built me and kept me alive.
Now, I'm feeling a bit too close to adulthood, with so many hopes and dreams, I can only imagine younger me is so proud. But with that growth and progress, there have been some excruciating growing pains. I try not to be dramatic about that type of thing (we're all going through a lot of things), but I've found that not acknowledging the sheer amount I've endured hasn't helped me in any case, so might as well admit it.
With everything, I just couldn't put my all into anything. Breathing was just about all I could muster up the energy for, and writing and creation started leaving a bitter taste in my mouth. And seeing as the support here never wavered (seriously, I was shocked to see I still get notes on a weekly basis on my stuff), I didn't want to grow resentful of something I love so much. So, I left.
I contemplated deleting the blog, just to block out the reminders of what I was avoiding, but I think I always knew that wasn't going to happen. There's too much love here for that.
Anyway, skip a year, and life is still actively being a menace. But, I've grown a lot, and somehow, that doesn't feel so heavy anymore. I've spent the last few months working on other projects. Developing my writing, finally starting to see that I'm not so bad at this whole thing.
I won't keep you all hostage for too much longer, I promise. My main message through all of this, is that for the past few years, and honestly a lot longer than that, I've seen how ugly life can get. I've seen how hard it can be to keep moving. But I've also seen how other people's creations have had such large impacts on me. Figuratively and literally pulling me out of the trenches.
And for all I've learnt from this, I want to be able to start giving that back again. I thought of starting another blog for this, but I have too many of those already, and this one is good enough to host more comfort and support to you all. Especially with how ugly the world can feel on the bad days.
The black panther ladies will always have a space here. I may not be sure of the consistency of content regarding them currently (Like the next few months), but I would really like to expand on the people I write for. Other woman/non-men, that you may have interest in getting X Reader content for.
I'm looking into more series type writing, establishing longer storylines, and all such things on occasion. So with my long awaited return, I implore you to drop any new characters you might have fallen in love with and would not mind being added to my roster of stories. (This includes other fandoms btw) Asks are always open, and I will actually be looking at them again. 😅
I guess this is the part where I say have a wonderful day, everyone.
I love you all! 🌺
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Last Call (Killmonger One Shot)
PAIRING: CountryBoy!Erik + Black!OC
SUMMARY: Erik finally comes to terms with his rejection and tries to move forward.
SUGGESTED LISTENING: John Redcorn by SiR
WARNINGS: Language
A/N: Part 2 of Not in That Way
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Erik could finally admit his habits were getting creepy.
For months he had been going out of his way to ride past their home just to see if the lights were on. He hoped that, one of these days, he could catch Avery outside in her garden. At the mailbox. Or maybe toting groceries from her car. Maybe she would see his truck and remember all the nights they spent together, pondering life and gazing at the stars.
Avery had a new partner for that now.
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Not in That Way (Killmonger One Shot)
PAIRING: CountryBoy!Erik + Black!OC
SUMMARY: Erik confesses feelings for his best friend.
SUGGESTED LISTENING: Not in That Way by Sam Smith
WARNINGS: Language
A/N: A request from @liyahshaeking!
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She was his best friend and the woman of his dreams.
Erik couldn’t think of a single thing that he didn’t adore about Avery. He loved the goofy snort of her laugh, the deep dimple under her right eye, and the imperfect way her two front teeth overlapped. She wasn’t particularly book smart, but she knew everything there was to know about the stars and what was written in them.
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Promises Erik x Ada (OC) (In Progress)
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The Adored One T’Challa x Nereyda (OC) (Complete)
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“Come sit on my Lap” w/ Spanking x T’Challa
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Kinksize x M’Baku
Discipline x Erik
“You’re my precious baby girl. I love you” and “I think it’s playtime” x T’Challa
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I won’t be posting my stories on tumblr anymore. I love the community that I found but the website was something else to stress me out. I use stories as an escape from my everyday life and anxiety and I wasn’t finding as much fiction here as when I first started here. I will be posting the rest of my stories on Wattpad and updating this masterlist with the links as soon as I get to a laptop. I hope you’ll join me there. All my love 💕
Loyalty to Royalty
Erik!Stevens x OC
Part Seven
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Princess Imani was the black sheep of her family, never really fitting the female royal type. When an arranged marriage between Prince N'Jadaka and her is set up, she tries her hardest to get away... but she just can’t.
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Being back home, she was missing Erik. He and T'Challa had their own thing going on as she did too. As her being the Silver Leopard, she and Nakia infuriated a sex trafficking's ring down in South Africa that she caught wind on. She was most definitely was feeling the after affects of that mission, especially right after traveling between the states and home.
"So, how did you like America?" Amarah asked her.
"Honestly, I had so much fun. The food there was so good but I know I gained a few pounds." she said as they sat in the dinning room eating the Oxtail stew that Imani made. "Though they had so many cars. Like... it was unbelievable but it made sense. Everything was so far from each other." she said grabbing her napkin and wiping her face.
"Yeah when we went I noticed that too. I just thought because they were lazy." Amarah chuckled.
"I do too until I seen it. Even I wasn't going to walk that far." Imani stated. Amarah sighed before saying,
"Imani I should tell you something." Imani looked at her in a state that told her to go on but Oshana came in, a tad bit shocked that the two was sitting at the table.
"Hello mother." Amarah said with no emotion.
"Daughter." Oshana acknowledged then looked between the two. "What were you guys talking about?" she asked, confused on why the two of them were talking.
"My trip to America." Imani stated drinking her glass of wine. "I am excited on going back."
"Surprising. It seems like the politicians don't really seem to be a fan of you." she stated crossing her arms.
"Conservatives don't. I think everyone else was pleased." she stated looking up at her as she scoffed.
"Maybe because of the Prince. But you didn't really-"
"Mother just stop." Amarah snapped at her. Oshana looked at her daughter in shock. Almost like she was betrayed by the action. "There is no need for you to be so critical right now. Let's just be glad she made it home safe." Imani looked at Amarah in shock before looking at Oshana.
"Hmm... it seems like you guys weren't just in here talking about America. If you were talking about-"
"Ima cut you off there. You do not run through my mind enough for that." Imani responded to her. At this point, Oshana wasn't caring about Imani and what she was saying. She was shocked about the fact that Amarah replied to her in such a way. She heard the kitchen phone ring as she stood up answering it.
"Imani speaking." she answered.
"Princess Imani! It's Council Jean! Your father is not well! He collapsed at the meeting is on his way to the hospital!" he yelled in the phone as her world stopped.
"What happened to him!" she exclaimed, but her ears heard something.
That's when Imani heard something on the roof. With her eye twitching, she moved the phone. "Council Jean, the palace is under attack..." she whispered.
"Princess is everyone okay?" he exclaimed.
"Send help..." she whispered into the phone before hanging up. "Something is wrong with father." she whispered to them. "Stay behind me, understood?" she warned them. The looked at her confused, before she grabbed a few knives off the table.
"Please Imani, what are you going to actually doing that?" her mother whispered yell. Ignoring her, she heard the footsteps come closer before she through the knife at an angle, down the hall.
She heard a man yell before she ran around the corner seeing two men in all black gear with guns. She grabbed one of their guns in attempt to yank it but he held on to it, the gun going off and bullets hitting the ceiling. Kicking him into the stomach and having him fly through the window breaking the glass. She unloaded the gun before sliding it across hall before she was slammed against the wall, her head hitting it. The man had the in attempt to stab her, the man was about 150 more pounds heavier. She used her leg to wrap around his leg moving her body weight to the floor as he flipped with her. The knife slid across the floor as he flipped her off of him, with her getting back onto her feet in a fighting stance. He stood up, shocked by how fast she was up.
"I don't know who you are, but you are making a bad decision." she warned him.
"Says a lot coming from you." He pulled a pistol out in attempt to shoot but with her reflexes, she tacked him by the feet as the gun went off.
"AMARAH!!!" She heard her mother yell, as she heard Amarah fall to the floor.
She grabbed the gun that she slid before hitting him in the head three good times sending him to the floor. Making sure that they weren't getting up, she ran to Amarah and saw that the bullet hit her in the chest.
"No no no no no." she examined her and saw that there was no exit wound. "GIVE ME YOUR SCARF!" she yelled at Oshana forcing her to hand over her scarf.
"I-I need to call for help!" she exclaimed standing up.
"No! There are no telling how many people are here. We need to move somewhere else to be safe!" she whispered yelled in order. "They were able to sneak pass the King guards on the outside.." she reminded her. "Lemme take her into the wine cooler." she whispered. She picked her up bridal style before they snuck her into the wine cooler, hearing more foot steps above.
Grabbing one of the beads that Erik gave her, she called him.
"Hey gorgeous, I miss-"
"Erik, our palace is under attack." she whispered, holding the scarf on Amarah wound.
"By who!?" he yelled as she heard stuff ruffling.
"I think Americans. I heard an American accent." she whispered. That's when she heard more glass breaking. "There are too many of them, I wont be able to take them and Amarah is in bad condition." she took another bead off before placing it in her wound, her gasping sounds slowly went down as the vibranium went through her system.
"Where are the guards that-"
"They attacked from the roof. We have no way of reaching the out side."
"We're on our way now!"
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In turn of events, no longer
(Y/N) sat in the chair in the hospital room as she starred at the two bodies that were on the tables, covered. She was still covered in blood, too deep into her thoughts. She didn't realize that her friends were outside talking about her.
"You don't tell me that this is a coincidence." Okoye whispered. "This would have been Wakanda if we didn't have the shield to protect us. Now their King is dead."
"We need to cancel out any other possible theories before we jump the gun and say it was the American's." T'Challa stated, Erik scoffed.
"Nigga, it was definitely America. I seen the footage of the fighting style and the guns. It was most definitely either a black op unit or a seal unit." Erik mentioned. "They were caught surprised because of her strength and wasn't able to take her down." Erik reminded him about the herb that ran through her body.
"I hate to say this, but it isn't suppose to be Amarah on that table. It was supposed to be Imani. The true heir to the throne." Nakia said looking at T'Challa.
"What we need to do is protect her, and protect the lands in Kambaho that has the vibranium. I've already talked to Shuri and the border tribe on what we could do to protect their citizens." T'Challa stated. They were about to say something but the door opened and Imani walked out, still in her gray dress with Amarah's blood.
"Imani beloved, let's get you cleaned up." Nakia whispered to her in a soft tone, but Imani stopped her handing her two tubes of blood.
"My father requested not to have an autopsy when he passed in belief that it would interfere with his crossover with the ancestors. These are mine and his blood samples." she handed them to her as Nakia looked at her confused.
"I'm confused, why-"
"I had the hospital clear out the basement labs for you to work. Can you find any abnormalities?" Imani asked.
"I thought that the Americans didn't get to you?" Okoye stated.
"No, I believe Oshana was working with the Americans to assassinate us." she said.
"Imani.. right now you shouldn't focus on this. You need to-" Erik went to touch her but she stepped back before yelling,
"No!" she exclaimed catching everyone off guard. "N-No, the Americans have no way of poisoning us unless they have an inside person to do so. When they attacked the palace, they knew exactly where to go and where we would be. Not only that, they were attacking and only jumping me. She-" She pointed at Amarah's dead body. "That happened by accident. I'm supposed to be on that table" Sighing, she scratched her forehead.
"If my father and I had died, the person to heir the throne would be Oshana and then her daughter. She would get what she wanted and so would the American's. Their assassination of me failed and I need to confirm it before I take further action." she told him. Nakia looked down at the tubes before grabbing them.
"If what she says is to be true, this is an obvious act of war." Okoye responded.
"It doesn't make sense. Why poison you if they were just going to come in and shoot?" Erik asked. "Seems a tad bit over-kill." he finished.
"Yeah... I have a few questions I need to ask Oshana."
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In the bunker that was miles from the castle, held Oshana. She was told for her protection. Erik and she entered the room as Oshana stood up.
"Where is Amorah!?" she exclaimed.
"She is-"
"She is in critical condition." Imani lied, cutting Erik off. Erik looked at her, catching on to what she was doing. "Wakanda health team is doing everything in their power to save her," she replied as she let out a relieved sigh.
"And my husband?" she asked.
"He's doing okay." Imani choked. She saw the disappointment in Oshana's eyes, but easily covered it up.
"Thank goodness," she said sitting down.
"We do have a few questions for you Oshana. There are some gaps in these events that aren't making any sense." Erik replied sitting across from her. She scoffed.
"What is this, an interrogation?"
"No, but we have to clear up every playing field that there could be a chance that the attempted assassination of my father and I," Imani stated as she looked at her.
"You mean the attempted assassination of my daughter and your father." she corrected her but she shook her head.
"See here is the thing. I'm not stupid. When we were attacked, they only attacked me." she said in a matter-of-fact tone. "In which I had to fight them off," she stated.
"Actually, about that. How were you able to do that?" Oshana asked leaning onto the table.
"Training with the Dora Milije proves to be very beneficial," she stated.
"I saw you throw almost a damn near 200-pound man into a window and shatter it. Ain't no amount of training in the world can do that," she told her. She was about to respond to the statement, but Erik handed her the tablet before looking at it.
The results for both her and her father came up. Cyanide was present in both her and her father's toxicology tests. He leaned down whispering in her ear,
"Even though the herb can protect you, we need to get you to a medical bay just to be sure. Cyanide is dangerous even with the herb," he whispered to her. She nodded looking back at him.
He knew that she was asking for a few more minutes with her before he nodded. "Oshana, I do have a question myself." He asked sitting beside her. "We took a toxicology report on both the King and Imani only to find cyanide in his systems. Do you know anything about it?" Erik asked her. One thing about Imani, she could read people like a children's book. It came to her easily.
The nervousness that Oshana attempted to hide ran through straight across Erik, but Imani caught it.
"Impossible if both the King and Princess had that in their systems they would be dead. And they are alive," she said pointing to Imani.
"Yeah about that..." Imani sighed. "My father is dead..." she snapped at her. The glimmer in her eyes was everything that concluded what she wanted.
"No..." she whispered standing up, creating a show. "No!" she exclaimed, thinking that Imani was next. Imani rolled her eyes, peeping at the exaggeration of her performance.
"How would Cynanide be discovered in his system?" she asked as Oshana scoffed.
"The hell if I know," she exclaimed. Imani nodded before standing.
"That's okay," she said picking up the rest of her stuff. "We will be talking to the people that decided to attack the palace," she said, she and Erik walking towards the door.
"Good luck with that. The black op units are trained not to talk Imani!" she yelled after her. Erik was already out the door before she said that, Imani was still inside the room but with the door open.
"How do you know it was the black ops," she yelled out. Realizing what she said the two of them turned around.
"How do you know it was the American Black ops?" Imani asked her. Standing there silent and in shock she exposed what she knew, Imani turned around to look at Erik. She then turned around and looked at Oshana. "Don't wanna answer that's fine. You can blame them for the death of your daughter also." A gasp escaped Oshana's lips as she stood up.
"You fucking winch. You lied about my fucking daughter!" she screamed with tears in her eyes. "You fucking monster with no empathy, you will die and burn for your sins." Within a split second, the door was shut, locked, and barricaded by a bar that even Erik couldn't get into. She walked closer to her as Erik banged on the metal door, attempting to get it open.
"You see him?" she asked pointing towards Erik and the guards attempting to get it open. "They think I'm about to kill you. I'm not going to lie I'm very tempted to do so," she responded as Oshana looked at her shocked.
"I know you killed my father and attempted to kill me you soulless beast," she whispered to her. "I know about the cyanide in my system," she told her.
"You would be dead if that-" she grabbed the end of the table throwing it against the wall. It caught Oshana off guard, and fear struck through her body.
"You killed my father... and your own daughter. You are the only person that's considered a fucking monster." she snapped at her, but Oshana stood up.
"Blasphemy! I did not kill my daughter. I did-"
"You may have not pulled the trigger, but you sure as hell gave them the gun," she whispered to her. Oshana looked at her in shock. "You get no sympathy from me. Sure you might get 15-30 years from killing your daughter, but killing the King. You might as well make peace with death."
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She sat in the room on the bed as Nakia did tests and gave her treatment to counteract the poison. "Nakia I feel okay, just let me go." she groaned sitting in the bay of the Wakanda Medical Research Center in the middle of the Indian Ocean.
"And that is why I can't let you go," Nakia replied handing her the test results. "You are the one and only person that has experienced cyanide poisoning with the herb. We gotta keep a close eye on you." Nakia finished as Shuri jumped in.
"The herb could be preventing any type of symptoms from showing up in hopes of saving you, but the poison itself could be working through your bloodstream and not showing any symptoms because of the herb," Shuri said looking at her. "All we are doing is protecting the true heir to the throne. If you die, Evil stepmama takes place." she joked as Imani rolled her eyes playfully.
"So far, vitals are good. We want to keep you here for a couple of more days. Keep an eye on you for the next couple of days just to confirm you are okay." Nakia said rubbing her back.
"Days? I need to make a press conference about my father and Amorah.!" she exclaimed.
"I got that in control," Erik replied grabbing her hand. "As the future king, I'll make the statement about what happened. We will tell the people that you are under quarantine and watch because of the potential poisoning." Erik stated as she shook her head.
"That won't work," Okoye said taking the words out of her mouth. "Cyanide is a poison that can kill any human. Considering she is a human with powers, it won't work because then people will know about the herb." Okoye said. "Plus, killing the King and his stepdaughter is an act of war. We can't lie and say it's something else. She takes the throne, they'll just attempt to kill her also." Okoye mentioned.
"Plus, Americans can twist the truth. Say she killed all of them in hopes of establishing the power of the throne. It's not a good look." Nakia mentioned. Imani held her face in her hands, tears rushing down her face.
For the first time in her life, she was stuck and didn't know how to become unstuck.
All of them looked at each other, knowing what they had to do. "My love, I think you need to come clean about who you are.." Erik trailed off before Imani looked at him.
"I can't," she whispered shaking her head.
"Imani, it's the only way that the world will believe you," Erik stated.
"No!" she exclaimed catching everyone off guard. "My people will know that I kept this from them, and so will the people and council of Wakanda. I can't let you risk that, They will deem me ass untrustworthy," she told Erik and looked at T'Challa.
"I can't let either of you risk that," she told them looking between the two of them.
"You must have forgotten but I'm the king. I made that call because I trusted you." T'Challa told her. "At this point, it's time we come clean,"
"I hate to bud in, but you knew this was going to happen eventually. happened. Though the council will be upset, we can present them with the benefits of you having the herb." Okoye stated.
"With that attack on Kambaho, it wouldn't be surprising if they are going to show hostility towards us. Approaching them with this, and having three people rulers with the herb, we have more than protection." Erik comforted her, rubbing her back.
She wiped her tears, her sadness overtaken with anger as she stared at the blank wall. "Once I'm released, I will make my way to the Wakanda and Kambaho council." she replied, Okoye and T"Challa nodded.
"We do have the Americans in holding. Okoye and I will be questioning them while you get some rest for the next couple of days." Erik said playing with her hair. "You guys, give us a minute," Erik said standing up. Everybody exited the bay, leaving the two of them alone.
"A lot is happening," she whispered to him.
"I know," he said sitting on the bed beside her. Though she was precise with everything she did, she couldn't help but get anxious when too much was happening at the same time. It didn't help her situation that she was a sitting duck.
Her father had died, her country was under attack, she herself was poisoned, she was in line to become Queen now and she had to come out about who she was.
"I don't even know what to do." she sighed putting her head in her hands, in complete defeat. Tears rushed down her face as she tried to get a grip on herself but she couldn't help it.
"Mani.. calm down my love.." he tried to comfort her but she snapped at him.
"I can't freaking calm down!" she yelled before she instantly regretted it. "I'm sorry Erik, I didn't mean to be so hostile but this- this is a lot. I have so much on my plate and my father isn't even here too" she stopped herself before making the realization that her father was no longer with her.
"Oh my..." she put her hand on her chest, her breathing beginning to hitch. "A-And my dad is dead." she cried as Erik grabbed her, pulling her into his chest. "My dad is dead!" she screamed into Erik's chest. Erik seeing her like this made a feeling of rage and anger he had never felt before since his father was found dead.
Someone was going to pay for this.
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Loyalty to Royalty
Erik!Stevens x OC
Part Six
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Princess Imani was the black sheep of her family, never really fitting the female royal type. When an arranged marriage between Prince N'Jadaka and her is set up, she tries her hardest to get away... but she just can’t.
Warning: Smut
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The following morning, the sun hit through the window at just the perfect timing as the dawn light filled the room. Imani rolled over, immediately being faced with N'Jadaka in his bed. Noticing that they were both naked, a blush slowly started to creep her face.
To say how much different he was in bed versus not, it was like the sun and moon. He wouldn't dare disrespect her if she told him to go do something, there was no hesitance because there wasn't anything he wouldn't do for her. Outsiders may look within the relationship and assume that she was the one that took charge, and he listened to her.
Now, he established that when pushed to the limit, he can assert his dominance when needed. Honestly, that is what made Imani turned on by the man. One thing though, his tautness was shown in and out of bed, she didn't know if she hated it or it made her pussy wet... or both.
She grabbed her phone off of the nightstand, picking it up to see the time, it was about ten minutes till six in the morning. "Fuck." she groaned, knowing that they had a radio interview and an interview with one of the political channels. She sat up, yawning as she grabbed the covers, wrapping the white comforter over body before shaking Erik.
"It's time to wake up." she groaned. His snoring stopped but his eyes were still closed, not moving at all as he stayed damn near dead. She rolled her eyes, pushing the covers off his body, almost regretting it as he was experiencing morning wood. She couldn't help but stare at it, almost wanting to touch it but wasn't sure if he would enjoy it.
"If you gonna look at it, you might as well touch it." he groaned as she looked back at him in shock.
"I wasn't-"
"You sure you wanna sit up here and lie?" he asked peaking his eyes open, placing his hands behind his head. She kissed her teeth, trying not to make it noticeable that she was indeed intrigued by his situation downstairs. He sat up against the headboard, as he grabbed her putting him onto his lap she let out a groan, feeling his dick against her thigh.
"Jadaka, we gotta get ready.." she started to moan as he laid kisses on the side of her neck, tracing his back with his hands.
"Mhmm, I know. I can make it quick." he said, reaching between the two and rubbing her clit with his thumb. "Pretty please." he looked up at her, circling his tongue around her exposed nipple.
"Fuuck..." she closed her eyes almost giving in. "No." she jumped off of him as he raised an eyebrow at her. She chuckled angrily at herself as she turned down some more good dick, but she knew what she had to do. "You are soo.." she couldn't even finish her sentence as he smirked at how bad she was struggling. "Ugh. Just get ready." she looked on the ground for some clothes as he smiled at her struggling. Finding a T-Shirt on the ground, she put it on, cursing herself for not having any underwear. Grabbing her things, he grabbed her hand before kissing her on the lips, before he depended the kiss.
"At least lemme get a taste of that pussy before you leave." he whispered at her as she gasped. He raised an eyebrow with a smirk, as she bit her lip.
"Jadaka.." she trailed off as a warning.
"What, you gave me a taste of that sweet pussy and expect me not to want it? You keeping that pretty pussy from me?" he asked her tilting his head, smiling at her. Just like clock worth, she placed her phone on the desk. The throb that she felt in her pussy now, she needed more than just that.
She got back on the bed, sitting on his thighs as she spat on his dick and rubbed it in. "What you about to do?" he asked, intrigued by her actions. She didn't say anything, as she hovered over his dick slowly inserting herself.
"There you go, just take this dick." he moaned as she put her feet flat beside him, grabbing the head board and going to work. If all he had to do was talk nasty to her to make her give up her goodness, this was gonna be one hell of a ride.
With her being turned on by him, and him being damn near a professional freak, they would just be going at it.
The herb didn't help either... for either of them.
"Oooh.." she gasped, feeling him a lot more deeper. "Fuck, I feel you in my stomach." she moaned, gilding along him nice and slowly. She was still sensitive from the night before, as they went at it for hours.
"Freaky ass, all I gotta do is beg your lil nasty ass." he asked her as she nodded. "Answer me." he smacked each of her ass cheeks.
"Fuck yes, Jadaka! Fuck!" She went about in circular motions with her hips as she bounced, Erik looking at her in complete shock.
"There you go. Making daddy feel so fucking good." he smacked her ass again. She fell onto her knees as he laid on his back still into her. She then continued to bounce her ass on his dick, the clapping noises heard in the room as he matched her rhythm.
"Fuck you got some good pussy on you girl." he grunted smacking her ass multiple times. Sure enough, there was going to most definitely be marks on her ass with the way Erik was obsessed with it. She reached behind her as she spread her ass cheeks and pussy as Erik moaned in her ear.
"Yeahhh that's right. Spread that pussy for daddy, damn." he groaned into her ear. If only he could see what they looked like from the back.
It was almost like she read his mind, because she stopped her movements and turned around with his dick still inside. Getting back into position, with her elbows propped between his legs, she started to bounce her again. From the view alone Erik knew he was going to bust. The way her wetness coded his dick, how her pussy tugged every time she would come back up. She spread her ass cheeks for him again as he groaned.
"You like watching my pussy fuck this dick daddy.." she moaned.
"Fuuck you gonna make daddy cum.. keep fucking going." he grunted, fucking back into her.
"Ooh daddy, give me the nut please.." she moaned.
"Fuuck." he pulled out, jerking his dick as his cum spread about her ass. Grunting, she grabbed one of the towels but before she could clean herself up, Erik was standing and had her on the edge of the bed on her.
"Jadaka wait I- oohhh my Godd." she moaned as he slammed inside of her, fucking her at a fast pace. "Daddy...." she moaned out. He grabbed her hair making her look at his dick go inside of her.
"Look how pretty that pussy look taking my dick." he whispered as her eyes started to close. "Aht aht, open those fucking eyes. Lemme look at you when you cum on my dick." he said as she opened her eyes to look at him.
"Sexy fucking ass, you not going no where." he grunted. He let her hair go, as his hands found their way back to her clit. His words mixed with this pace had her squirting all over his torso. He pulled out as her legs started to shake, he picking her up and taking her to the showers.
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"Welcome Prince Erik and Princess Imani." The radio hose Sean stated as she smiled at him.
"Just Imani and Erik is fine." Imani spoke up with a smile on her face.
"Ooh okay miss humble, we love to see it." his co-host Kaitlyn stated as they chuckled. They were on the Brunch's Club Podcast / Radio, one of the most famous podcasts within the black community. Everyone around the nation was tuning into the Prince and Princess first radio interview, or first interview at all here in America.
"So I just want to ask you Erik, you come from someone like a background like me. Foster kid, on the streets, doing what you have to do to survive. How has this change, damn near everything for you?" Sean asked him.
"I mean really.. it's a like a ghetto fairy tale." he said as everyone laughed. "But nah, really, it's a lot, you know. I grew up not really having anything, and then I built my businesses over the years and let them grow, now I'm here. Honestly, it's a blessing." he stated as Sean nodded.
"And Imani-" he stopped himself looking around. "Gotta make sure ain't no snipers finna blow my head off for not saying Princess." he said making her laugh.
"Nahh, they wouldn't let them in." she said as his face dropped. "I'm joking.." she stated as Kaitlyn laughed.
"Nigga really got scared."
"Y'all ain't see those ladies outside with the spears and shit? Fuck around my head may be just on the end of one. I ain't never been so scared of a bunch of women before except my mother and my wife." he said making the room laugh. "Alright alright, but how does it feel to date someone that never really grew up in this lifestyle?" he asked her.
"Honestly it feels no different with someone like him. I feel like, he already has the spirit of wanting to help people and that's one quality that I want for a king for my nation , and he is a natural leader, so he really didn't have really much to prove." she stated looking at him as he smiled at her.
"Awe y'all are so cute... so how'd did this happen." Kaitlyn asked gushing over the too.
"She ain't like me." "Oh I couldn't stand him."
They both said at the same time as the hosts looked at them in shock. "What! Oh my god!" Kaitlyn exclaimed. "I thought it was gonna be some cute sappy shit like, you tripped and he caught you and it was instant love at first sight. why didn't you like him.. I mean I am curious because-" she looked at Imani with a 'do you not see him' look making her a chuckle. She most
"It's really just he caught me at a bad time. I had just got into an argument with my dad, you know how that goes, there was just some personal stuff so when I met him, like I was already mad. He really just icked a nerve that specific day in the specific hour." she stated looking at him.
"Yeah.. had to fix that real quick." Erik smirked as she rolled her eyes.
"Oop." Kaitlyn said sipping her water looking between the two.
"Aye, y'all let's keep it PG," Sean stated with a chuckle.
"Man not like that." he smacked his teeth then laughed. "She caught herself having a lil attitude and I just.. called her out?" he said in a more question tone.
"Ooh you must've hated that." Sean smirked at.
"Don't remind me." she said flipping her dreads over her shoulder as they laughed. "But really, that was the kinda reality check I needed though, especially because I realized that we were kind of having issues that we could relate to, so I was like you know what? Let me just get to know him and stop being an asshole. It went from that, to this." she responded looking at him smiling.
"So I know back in the States, you've had past relationships with some people, how has that changed now that you are basically a part of one of the richest royal families in the world?" Sean asked Erik as he sighed.
"I have had a lot of people, try to like, hit me up about it. Some congratulating me, don't really know what I'm being congratulated on. " he said honestly. "But I most definitely had a few folks try to play clout chaser." he responded. Imani agreed at the statement, immediately thinking about Arianna.
"Yeah, like Arianna Cope? Her tweets about Imani is just so outta place it's weird." Kaitlyn responded as Imani looked at her confused.
"What tweets?" she asked as the two hosts looked at her confused.
"Girl, she been damn near sub-tweeting you everyday since y'all dropped the receipts about the editing recording." she said pulling out her phone. Imani looked at Erik confused, but he had the same look of confusion.
With how on top of things she was about anything that either had or Erik's name in the press, this was news to her. Then again, it wasn't really the pressed. Kaitlyn handed her the phone, looking at the search bar where Imani's name were to find tweets with it.
"Yeah, some of her supporters were calling you scary and shit because you wouldn't respond." Sean said leaning back in his chair.
"Oh my-" she said looking at all the tweets negatively bashing her. She handed it back, before she laughed. Even some tears escaping.
''What's funny?" Sean asked confused as the burst of laughter.
"No it's sad but it's funny at the same time because she's just arguing with herself." she said as Erik shook his head laughing while covering his face.
"So you don't care that she's talking about you?" Kaitlyn asked. Imani wiped her tears off before saying,
"Look, I don't mean this in a shady or be disrespectful towards her, but in all reality, I have a lot of more important things to worry about then engaging with her issues with me." she spoke.
"Like running an entire country." Erik said drinking out of his water bottle.
"Exactly. To be fair, I have a lot more other people, Important people may I add, that doesn't like me like rulers of other countries because of our political stance and honestly, those are the ones that I care more about if I do care at all." she stated as Sean nodded.
"Aye, that's valid." he stated. "Especially after she tried to set y'all up, the fact that's what she's mad about is instance to me." Sean replied
"And she's the only girl that I've dated who is this obsessed with us speaks more about her then it does us. Obviously, I'm not going to sit here and be lied on, putting what we have and what we are trying to build on the line. Like look at her, you think Ima mess this up?" Erik said looking her up and down with a smirk as she blushed rolling her eyes.
"Aye that's what I'm talking about."
Even though the circumstances weren't clear and through as she spoke, it surprised her honestly how far Erik's and her relationship did. She remembered how she would tell herself that this was just for the sake of her people, realizing that T'Challa was most definitely right.
You could mix pleasure with business.
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"Alright, last interview." Imani stated sitting at the desk looking at Erik. "Ready?" she asked him. As this was one of the more serious ones, talking about there supply change.
The host, Nathaniel Carter, hosted a republican channel on Fox News. He and his other hosts were very open around the fact that America should be the country to handle the supply chain of Vibranium, and not some random country in Africa.
Colonizers.. am I right?
"Sorry I'm a tad bit late." Nathaniel replied as Imani looked at him and smiled. "It happens to us all, it's nice to finally meet you, Mr. Carter." she said sticking her hand out for him to shake as he shook it.
"Nathaniel will do fine, Princess Imani." he stated
"Well then just Imani will do just fine." she smiled at him. He was caught by surprised by how well spoken she was, even how nice she was too. He then introduced himself to Erik with him shaking his hand.
"First thing first, thank you for your service in our military Stevens." Nathanial stated , emphasizing on the our. Erik nodded with a forced smile. "Quite the entourage you got here." Nathanial looked around to see the Dora Milije posted around the set.
"Don't mind them. Just here four our protection, kind of like the secret service." Erik stated as Nathanial sat across from them.
"We good to go?" he asked the producers as they gave him a thumbs up.
"Welcome back to another political segment where we have the next heir to the Kamado Nation, Miss Imani and Mr. Erik. " he stated as they waved at the camera.
"So I was just doing some basic research on the two of you just so I could get a view point and you two may I say have a very interesting academic record. Miss Imani you graduated top of your class at Oxford University and you Erik graduating at the top of your class at MIT. Yet, you guys are so young." he stated as Erik nodded.
"Well our thrive for education and learning subdue our age so it seems." Imani stated.
"So Erik, your new to this life style right, growing up on the streets of Oakland. What are your plans for when you rule as King?" Nathaniel asked him. Imani didn't let it show that the question was only directed towards him, but Erik being who he was answered,
"Well for us, we have been really focusing on the youth of our country, building more schools and outreach programs to enhance their learning and education." Erik stated.
"Also, we are working on some environmental plans. We have been having conversations with Wakanda's environmental specialist on cutting down CO2 emissions and hopefully help other countries also since we do have the resources." Imani stated.
"Interesting, and how about your military? There has been conversations of you guys have been building your military terrain." he asked Erik but Imani spoke up.
"Our military both navy, air force and army have had an increase that is true. This is pretty normal for our countries when there is a shift of power. Only because there has been times in countries in Africa where there has been a shift of change, European countries tended to try and interfere." she stated as Erik spoke up.
"It's just something that has been affected from the past that still is present in our present and most likely our future." Erik said as Nathaniel looked at Imani. "Our military was made out of around 5,542,000 people when King Z'Kiri the throne back in 1979." he told him.
"By the time I heir the throne, it should be up to almost 8 million. Small yes, but very mighty."
"You seem to know a lot about your countries military's." Nathanial looked at her. "It's not every day we see a princess your age so interested in their military." he finished.
"Well Nathanial, I don't have a choice. We have people that we need to protect and we also have resources that needs protection. So knowing these things are essentially important." she reminded him, he then looked at Erik.
"So how do you feel that the potential queen is handling this type of information. You know, because your the only one that's been in the military between the two." Imani knew it was a jab at her intelligence, but she knew Erik would handle it.
"Honestly, I would rather have that then a queen who doesn't know nothing. A queen who doesn't know nothing and is only there to look pretty can cause more damage. I love that she is passionate about these things, because it's not like America where you have the president, and the first-lady is just there showing appearances every once in a while." Erik stated.
"In countries like ours, Queens are just as important as our Kings." Imani added
"Kings are just the male versions of Queens in Wakanda and Kambaho." Erik finished. She looked at him impressed with that statement.
"So Erik, what makes her qualified to be queen?" he asked him.
"The question really is what makes her not qualified. She has studied the history of ancient and modern war-fare, she is precise and makes every decision planned out to a T, she courageous and very smart. Honestly the true question is what makes me qualified to be King?" he chuckled as she chuckled at the last statement.
"If I can speak-" she said sitting up in her chair. "I feel like, there has been a history of royals across the globe over the past centuries that blind our sights on what is fairytale and what is truth. I know you don't mean it, but I can't help but feel like you don't think I deserve to have this authority because of what I have between my legs or the year I was born but truth be told, none of the latter matters." she stated. Nathanial squinted his eyes at her then back before saying,
"It's just some might say that you are too young to be making decisions like these. For example, the situation with vibranium?"
Bingo.. there it is.
"What about it?" Erik and her said at the same thing.
"Well for starters, vibranium from my own research is the strongest material on Earth, yet two small countries in the middle of Africa is handling. Don't you think it should be trusted with a country that has a high military performance versus that?" he asked as she shrugged.
"I mean, you answered your question. Vibranium should not be used as a weapon but it should be used for growth. Yet, we know that if vibranium makes their way into America, it would be used as such. Just like any other resource." Imani stated as Nathaniel scoffed.
"Are those spears that your guards are holding not made out of vibranium. Looks pretty deadly to me."
"Yeah well you don't really see Wakandians going around using weapons against other nations, because they won't share their resources." Erik said matter of factly.
"Look. the country of Kambaho is willing to use our resources to help countries in need. No matter the cost. But- the fact of the matter is is that we are not willing to give our most prized resource to anyone." Imani stated.
"Well also, vibranium can also be used because of it's healing properties. What you're saying is that you wouldn't give countries the chance of receiving proper health care because of the fear of violence?" he asked, Imani laughed.
"That's rich coming from America, don't you think?" she asked tilting her head. "If you care so much about the 'health' of your citizens, why charge $800 USD for insulin, something that could potentially save their life. Why are parents making go-fund me's for their child to get a tumor removed. Why is a simple ride to the hospital almost $1000 dollars? Why is it a woman have to pay $50000 dollars just to give life here?" she asked.
"Companies too have to profit to-"
"Profits when it comes to the care of our citizens don't exist. Our citizens do not have to worry about the cost of healthcare because health care is provided." Imani stated, Nathaniel quiet trying to come back with a retaliation point. He almost did, but Erik stole the words out of his mouth.
"Now it's easy for a country like us to provide care for our citizens due to the size and the resources that we do have. But in actuality, if America is the strongest country in the world, shouldn't the strongest country in the world be able to provide for their citizens?" he asked. Nathaniel knew he was loosing this debate, so he decided to take another jab but instead of at Imani, it was at Erik.
"That say a lot from someone who use to fight for our military in the black ops unit. Some might call you a trader to this country." he spat out, Erik chuckled.
"Listen, when you are a young black man in America, coming out of foster care with nothing to your name there is a possibility that your life will end up in prison or dead. Joining the military was a last result so I didn't end up either. As a black op solider who has seen some.. very traumatic things to trust and believe. I'd be a fool to decide to give the deadliest weapons to America."
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Just like clock work, Imani sat in the living quarters of the suit reading the results from their interview with Sean and Kaitlyn.
"Princess Imani and Prince Erik seems to be our next power couple. Literally putting the power in the statement, the two of them will become rulers of one of the most powerful countries the world has ever faced. So, you guys what are our opinions on them." she was watching one of the drama channels on one of the networks here in America.
"Honestly, I think they are so adorable. I will be honest though, they didn't really give me much royalty vibes, and that's not anything bad. They were relatable and I feel like a lot of politicians and people of higher power lack that." One of the hosts Sabrina said.
"I don't know, personally I feel like they are trying too hard to be relatable. Like I can understand Erik since he didn't come from that lifestyle, but for Imani, it seems forced you know?" Tyler stated. "But she is most definitely a cutie."
"You know what, that's understandable. But I think it's more of her being humble because we really aren't use to celebrities', especially royalty being as humble as her. " Sabrina stated as he nodded.
"She's most def humble. But can we talk about about she ate Nathanial Carter up?" Tyler laughed as Sabrina joined in. "Sis came with receipts, stats, and was very out spoken. My sis was not playing around." he snapped his fingers.
"Talking about that, she has most gotten a lot of heat from republican senators, and really just the republican party." Sabrina stated.
"Duh, of course. She spoke facts. To be honest, let's say they are willing to give America vibranium for its healing properties, we charge an arm and a leg just for the basic medication. The hell do you think they gonna do with vibranium?"
"Man turn this off." Erik stated turned off the T.V as she glared at him. "I was watching that." she said to him as she rolled her eyes.
"Stop worrying about what everybody else gotta say to us. We did good." he comforted her. She nodded before sighing. "Our last night in America... what you wanna do?" he asked her.
"Honestly, all this running around, I just want to stay in." she replied, he smirked at her.
"Of course. I can make you some dinner." he kissed her neck as she closed her eyes falling into the feeling. "Give you a massage." he gave her another kiss at the bottom of the ear. "Maybe even eat-"
"Okay N'Jadka!" she exclaimed pushing him. "Goodness gracious." she blushed as he smirked at her. The switch from how dominant she is in real life versus how submissive she is in private. He most definitely was taking advantage of this.
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Loyalty to Royalty
Erik!Stevens x OC
Part Five
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Princess Imani was the black sheep of her family, never really fitting the female royal type. When an arranged marriage between Prince N'Jadaka and her is set up, she tries her hardest to get away... but she just can’t.
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"I don't know whos face I want to ball up in my fist, Erik's or Amarah's." Imani snapped walking through the halls with her newly hired publicist and manager, Makiah. She walked behind her keeping up with every news article the presented the news typing away.
It's been weeks since she's been to Wakanda and everything has been going smoothly. Her step-mother and step-sister stayed out of her way, her and Erik seem to get closer, and her worries of Vibranium went away as it seemed to vanish in the wind.
That was until this morning.
As she was eating her breakfast, her phone started to ring of notifications with Erik's name in the headlines.
Prince N'Jadaka Ex Comes Forward, Trouble In Paradise?
Her face twitched at the news before she clicked on the article. A video popped up of a beautiful girl with a light skin complexion, and curly hair. It was a Tiktok.
"Yeah.. he called me asking if he could fly me out to Wakanda. Obviously in respect to Princess Imani I declined. He continued to tell me how much he missed me but honestly that was a bridge I burned long ago."
Arianna Cope was her name.
She stood up calling Erik's phone but obviously no answer.
And to top it all off, fucking Oshana and Amarah.
It was believed that the two of them were going on a Vacation to Mexico but last minute plans changed to them going to New York. As her and Makiah were coming up ways to come up with damage control ideas, another notification came up.
The City Kambaho Is Now Willing to Trade, and so is Wakanda?
"No.. no no no no no." she stood up looking at her phone. "What the fuck have y'all done. What the actual fuck have you done!?" she yelled in horror as she seen the video.
"Princess Imani, let's the put the phone down and take it one step at a time." Makiah said, but she couldn't. She played the video,
"As we all know both Wakanda and Kambaho are greatly armed with the material known as Vibranium. We also know how important this could be for trading with not only America but with other nations who are possibly willing to trade with us. We no longer want to be in the shadows of what our strength can do, and we call to our sister nation to help support those that are in need."
Amarah looked at the screen with a smile as everyone asked her a bunch of questions. The screen with black as her eye started to twitch. She stood up making a B-Line straight to her fathers office, where she knew he would be.
And here we are in present time. As she was going to cross the garden room, she saw Erik running towards her. "Erik I swear on every linage of ancestors I have don't you-"
"It's not true. I promise it isn't." he said running towards her. "I jumped on a flight just to let you know this, I would not do something like this to jeopardize your future." he said, damn near out of breath. She looked over his face to see that he was genuine, but looks could be deceiving.
"Prove it." He pulled out his phone showing that she was the one that called first.
"In the call she was telling me how she missed me and that she wanted to be together. I admit, before I came to Wakanda I wanted a relationship but she didn't. Once she got wind that I was royalty and I moved on, obviously she wanted to be a clout chaser."
"That doesn't prove nothing. She could have called you first but you initiated first. And there is audio of you." Makiah said as he looked at her in confused.
"Okay first of all, who the hell are you?"
"That's our publicist and our manager who's going to be saving your ass, so show her all of your respect please." Imani snapped at him. "Show me other proof." he sighed not knowing any other proof but then he remembered.
"I have a screen-recording of her turning me down. " she had her palm out as he went through old videos before finding it. He handed her his phone as she read through the text-messages. She looked at him before cringing.
"Jesus.. that's sad." she handed him the phone as his fascial expression dropped.
"You really didn't have to say all that." she looked back at Makiah before asking.
"What can we do to fix this?"
"If this is true, that means that she could have edited the audio. We could hire an audio specialist to clear the audio that was recorded. He would then have to put out a public statement explaining how it's chopped, and Erik put out a public video on his side of the story. I can easily write that up for him." she said as she nodded.
"You get started on that, I on the other hand have to deal with some other bull-crap. You-" she pointed towards him. "Are coming with me." she said.
"I'll be getting right on that Imani." And with that, Makiah ran back down the hall with to her office. Imani handed him her tablet that she was holding as he looked at the article in shock.
"Why would they do this? The Wakanda council will set hell for this?" he told her as she opened the door to her fathers office. "No idea, but most definitely will be having a meeting for every party involved." she stated as her dad looked up at the screen.
"Imani I-"
"Dad. It's not your fault. Just get them on a plane back to Wakanda." she stated as he looked at her confused.
"Why Wakanda?" he asked her.
"I'm taking initive and we will all personally take accountability for this mishap and you will explain to them what your next steps are on fixing this." she demanded him as he scoffed..
"Hold on, you just told me that it wasn't my fault. Now I have to take accountability for what they did?"
"Yes because that is your WIFE and the Queen! When you decided to marry the back stabbing manipulative women you signed up for taking full accountability of everything she does as her HUSBAND and KING!" she yelled at him. "The country of Wakanda is our one and only true ally and whatever she just did, just had the possibility of messing it all up." she lowered her tone. He looked shock at the threatening voice but she did not care.
"So yes, we are going to Wakanda and we are fixing this mess. Wakanda deserves our loyalty and you know this, and I do too." she snapped at him. She turned and looked at Erik.
"Prince, please explain to my king how detrimental this could be for my people." Erik cleared his throat before speaking.
"Because Wakanda helps regulate and distribute your country's share of vibranium, we will have all rights to simply stop production. This could mean your economy market will crash, leaving you defenseless against other nations if they do decide to attack us for vibranium." Erik says as her father sighed rubbing his temples.
"Like I said, we are fixing this. Get your apology ready and decide how you will tell the nations how your step-daughter has no authority to make decisions for this country, or Wakanda." she told him.
"Imani, I do this she will leave." he said as Imani scoffed.
"Are you seriously considering not doing it for a woman who went behind your back and put your people in jeopardy? Father if she decides to leave you over this, this just proves her motive of marrying you in the first place." she stated.
"I don't get my paranoia from no one. You taught me why I should fear this."
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Imani sat down next to Erik in the Council room, as she stared back at T'Challa who sat in his throne, and he looked pissed right a long with Queen Ramonda. The council of Wakanda looked even more angry.
"I would first like to start off and says that me as well as the rest of the citizens of Wakanda is very disappointed in the actions that transpired over the course of the day." he stated as Imani hung her head low.
"Now, we do acknowledge that some people are more to blame than others, but the fact that you could come and apologize for any acts of betrayal that you guys may have caused. Princess Imani, we and the council appreciate you initiative to come to talk to us so we have decided to hear you out, but those who have done the damage is not here." T'Challa stated as Imani stood up and cleared her throat.
"Permission to speak." he nodded. "King T'Challa, I-"
"We have never used formals before, let's not start now." he chuckled as she nodded.
"Challa, first I would like to apologize on behalf of my father and his wife, and his step-daughter. As you know, my mother's death took a toll on my father more than he can admit and he's doing unwell. As you know, our loyalty as a country is with you and the Wakandians and we will never sway from that. We are working right now to get this fixed as we speak." Imani spoke. Queen Ramonda looked her in the eyes, as if telling her she was okay.
"I would further more like to explain that this is not in a state of where they think this will help benefit the world, but in act of greediness. His wife knew the dangers of exposing the world of our ability with vibranium, and out of spite went to America. I do not and have not recognize her as my Queen, as my queen and mother is long gone." she stated. T'Challa looks at the council as they still stared at her with mixed emotions.
"This is your King and your families. You speak of them like you don't associate yourselves with them." M'Baku states.
"That's because I don't." she sighed looking down. "Look, I say this from the heart and not because I'm trying to play clean up. Every choice that I have made is the betterment of my country. And those choices are influenced by those older and wiser than me. Every ruling, every law, everything has been influenced by my father, my mother, and even you. I ran through these halls with Challa and Shuri for more than I can remember. My mother would have never taken Wakanda for granted as she too was a child of Wakanda."
She tried so hard not to cry, but the state of her people was at hand. The severity of her love for her country showed as she tried to hold back her tears but she couldn't help but let a few drop.
"I hope that we can be forgiven." she finished, as her voiced break.
Erik saw her and realized that they had more in common than they think. Not the herb, not that they are getting married. But the love and protection of their own kind. Looking at her in pain, knowing that she her country could be in potential danger. He had to say something.
"Can I say something real quick." Erik said raising his hand as the council looked at him, a tad bit shocked. Hell, even Imani did.
"I will say, these past couple of months have been a tad bit challenging for the both of us due to some... unforeseen circumstances." he said throwing a little shade at the council. "But, I can say that within these past few months and getting to know her is that her nation comes first. She has mentioned to me on plenty of times where she stated that the distribution of vibranium was against her wishes. She has no fault in this." he stated as the council looked at her.
"Furthermore, and Challa and Auntie can account for this. Both his wife and step daughter is just weird as hell." he stated making Imani chuckle through her tears. That was just so outta line but also the perfect timing.
"Meaning?" one of the council elders asked looking at Ramonda and T'Challa.
"We did notice how resilient they were being about their step-daughter being the true queen of Kambaho instead of Princess Imani." T'Challa said as Erik scoffed.
"More than that. They were acting like I should be the one marrying Amarah instead, how she wasn't fit to be a queen, how her father shouldn't trust her." Erik continued.
"Princess Imani, is this true?" The elder asked her as she nodded.
"Yes. That's why I believe this was an act of retaliation. Those statements never came from our kingdom." she stated. The elders looked at each other before one said,
"Well then why are we questioning her. This does not seem like it's her fault."
"It doesn't matter who's fault it is." M'Baku said standing up. "Princess Imani, I am sure you'll make a fine queen. I admire your bravery but this does not fix what was said." he pointed at T'Challa. "We now have world leaders expecting T'Challa to hand over the vibranium and obviously we cannot do so." he stated as Imani closed her eyes sighing.
"We are working on-"
"Don't mean to cut you off but what can you truly do. You don't even have your title yet to be making decisions for the country yet, and it seems like King Z'Kiri has his heads in the clouds."
"M'Baku there is no reason for your to be standing up and towering her like that." Erik said stepping close as M'Baku clicked his tongue. She never saw Erik angry, but his eyes showed every emotion.
"Well she doesn't seem that afraid if she's here playing king." he stated making Imani roll her eyes.
"Then I will." T'Challa said shrugging his shoulders. "Like you stated, King Z'Kiri doesn't seem like he's in his right mind to making decisions, he's not here defending himself or apologizing on their behalf, but she is." T'Challa replied standing up. That's when the ideas in her head started going.
"Erik.. you should be there." she said out loud. "Your word over hers as the next ruler in line, and as King will have a lot more effect than hers considering she isn't royal blood. It will have even more of an effect because you are blood cousins with Challa and a child of Wakanda also." she stated looking at him.
"Then if that's the case you should be there too." Okoye said. "Your mother was also a child of Wakanda and you are the rightful ruler to the throne. That's three words against what? A step child? And it's the black panther and the golden jaguar making this statement." Okoye chuckled then sneakily winked at you. You looked at T'Challa.
"Then.. it is settled."
As everyone was dismissed, it was now only her and Erik in the room. She sat down on the steps as he sat next to her. "Ya know ya really did good. Not surprised but thought you should know." he told her looking at her.
"Thank you Erik. I also wanted to say I appreciate you standing up for me." she whispered the last part playing with her fingers. She then looked up at him. Out of all this time they've known each other, he has never seen her been shy or cry. More than showing that she was showing her vulnerability to him.
"It's just- I never had someone stand up for me. I'm always standing up for myself so this feeling is different." she whispered looking him in the eyes. He looked her in the eyes before smiling at her. The damn smile.
"I told you, I got you." he whispered back looking at her. He was most definitely going in for a kiss when her phone ring. Looking at it, she saw that it was Makiah.
"Oh would you look at that." she chuckled. "It was shown that the audio had traces of editing software." she smirked at him as he smacked his teeth.
"I told you." making her chuckle. "Well you're not in the light yet. You still need to put on a public statement about the situation." she said standing up as he looked up at her. "Now, I need to go confront dear father for not coming." she said. He could obviously see the anger in her face but lord did she look sexy while mad. She had her hand out for him to grab to help him up. He stood up, a tad bit close as she was faced with his chest, breathing in his cologne.
Damn he smelled good too..
"A bit close don't you think?" she whispered looking up at him.
"I don't see you moving." he snapped back at her, moving even closer closing any room the two had between them.
"Maybe I don't want to move."
"Maybe I want to be close to you." he said placing his hands on her the sides of her face softly as he traced her lips with his thumb. She bit her lip in anticipation. That was all he needed to make the first move.
He leaned in placing his lips on hers, with her gladly accepting his advances. She grabbed the bottom of his shirt bringing him even closer as the kiss became heavier. His arms dropped from her face as he kneeled down, still kissing, and wrapping his arms around her thighs and lifting her up into the kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and a hand through his locs as he moaned into the kissed.
"Ahem." They heard someone clear their throat in the door way. There T'Challa
"Well, I owe Shuri and mom two hundred bucks."
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"I need everyone in the council room." Imani stated as she walked into the living quarters to see the three of them in there.
"For what?"
"We have some visitors."
"I hope you seen the conference set up in New York." Oshana claimed standing up as Imani nodded.
"I have." she said looking directly at her.
"It seems like the Americans love me." Amarah said with a smirk. She look down with a chuckle.
"Yes, congratulations." she stated as they looked at her weirdly. They were about to chastise her before she looked at her father.
"Prince N'Jadaka, King T'Challa and Queen Mother is here to discuss some exciting news with you guys." she stated looking at them as Oshana looked at my father with a smirk.
"See.. I told you they'll catch a long." she than looked back at Imani. "Don't get your head too full of ego and pride." she walked passed her as the two walked in front of Imani and her father excited about what the conversation may be. Her father looked at her, but she showed no emotion to him at all.
As they walked into the council room, they thought that they would be faced with greetings and hugs, but when they saw the three of them were three angry monarchs and some scary Dora Milaje. Their excited faces were then changed with confused and concerned looks.
"King T'Challa." the both bowed at his presence but her shook his head.
"Please.. take a seat." he pointed at the chairs as they all sat down in front of him. Imani took her seat next to Erik.
"So you may be wondering why we are calling this meeting with just the few of us." he told them leaning back in his chair.
"Well from Imani, you guys had some exciting news to tell us about the vibranium. We thought it was necessary-"
"Is that what you told them?" Ramonda asked with a little laugh as Imani shrugged.
"I had to tell a little white lie or they wouldn't have come." Imani confessed than turned to look at them. "That's not what they are here for." she finished off.
"I don't think you guys understand the magnitude of your actions of going to America and telling them we would be willing to trade vibranium." King T'Challa said, his voice was calm but his deamonr was nothing of it.
"You have not only put your own country in danger, but you have also put Wakanda in danger." Erik said looking at them. The realized how this conversation was going, they ended up going in defense mode.
"We apologize but we only did what we thought was best for both countries and-"
"No you didn't." Imani spoke up as they looked at her. Their face pleaded for her to remain quiet but she was long passed keeping her mouth shut. "Oshana I told you in my fathers office months ago why we shouldn't trade with them, yet you went behind our backs. Father, did I not?" she looked at her father as he looked between the two women.
"Imani did warn her, so did I." he admitted as Ramonda scoffed.
"For the love all ancestors." she sighed rubbing her forehead.
"Not only that, but King Z'Kiri the fact that your daughter had to come plead with us not to take action against this, and you as KING and her Father wasn't there to defend your country not only shows us how you think of her, but the kind of King you are." T'Challa told him as her father looked up.
"And I am forever grateful for that, but you have to understand, my wife and step-daughter knows no better." he stated. "That is why my heir goes to my only blood daughter, the daughter that has been trained since birth to do such." he admitted as Oshana scoffed.
"Excuse me!?"
"We are not here to fix any family issues that you guys may have. We are only here to talk about the mess that two of them have caused." Ramonda stated.
"T'Challa, Imani and I will be visiting the states tomorrow and holding our our conference in Oakland at the Outreach Mission there. We will disregard any of your statements made in New York, and let it be known that Wakanda has no intent on distributing any vibranium in the near future." Erik stated, Imani looked at her father.
"Father, as King, would you like me to also speak on your behalf and recant her statement?" Imani asked as her father sighed.
"I've told you before, I trust your judgement." he said with a whisper as Oshana scoffed.
"You just let that girl walk all over you." she shook her head.
"No, let me say this." Ramonda said as Oshana looked at her, scared for about what she has to say. "Any decision that Imani has made or have been making whether it has to do with your kingdom, or her marriage with N'Jadaka, or anything else for that matter is because she has been heavily influenced. Influenced by those who are wiser and older so when she makes a decision, damn well it is planned to a T." Ramonda stated.
"You doubt her, you're doubting those who are wiser and older."
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Snow ball.
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Questions.
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Waiting in Vain
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Conclusion
Parachute.
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Reader, Erik & Mini Series.
Mommy for the night
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I Love You
Ruining Each Others Life
Light Weight
Anal Plug
Homecoming
Ramonda Speaks
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Ice
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Nightland (The Vampire Story)
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Beyond The Trees
Family Affair
An Invitation
Havana
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The Switch.
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Michael Fics.
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Just Take Both
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Drillmonger
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Conclusion Part 1
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Cheater (Adonis Creed)
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