Soon come..."King Killmonger: The Golden Jaguar" Chapter 16
Summary:
King N'Jadaka and Queen Yani juggle the responsibilities of running a nation and raising a family with traitors in their midst.
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Soon come..."King Killmonger: The Golden Jaguar" Chapter 16
Summary:
King N'Jadaka and Queen Yani juggle the responsibilities of running a nation and raising a family with traitors in their midst.

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Our secret part 2
Dom!Erik x subblack!reader, dom Ć sub, smut!, swear words, age difference, big brothers best friend, fluffy kinda, dd/Ig themes but it's never addressed as dd/lg
It was y/n 19th birthday and all her friends and family were over to celebrate her day!
She was Beyond excited, everything was falling perfectly into plan.
Her birthday theme were lemons, there was lemons literally everywhere. She had a Lemon cake, yellow tablecloths and of course for drinks there was lemonade, and to top it all off she had on a cute white princess cut dress with yellow lemons over over it! She had retired the two puffs and settled for one big afro with a cuteĀ yellow Ruben tied around her head, She had light makeup and her lips were glossed and shiny.
Deadpool Kills the Marvel Universe One Last Time #2
Cornbread (1)
Killmonger x pregnant!reader part two Warnings: none ā(Y/n), dear, are you sure youāre feeling okay?ā Queen Romanda asked, having pu
Killmonger x pregnant!reader / part one
Warnings: None, just super fluffy, and in this AU, Erikās father never left Wakanda but he did pass at the same time as in canon, Erik just grew up surrounded by the rest of his family instead
As you looked amongst your closet, the growing mound on your front told you that most of your clothing wouldnāt properly fit you anymore right now. Carrying your fiancĆ©ās big headed baby boy had given you enough reason to buy larger sized clothing ahead of time. Of course, most of the clothes you wore were Erikās, seeing as he was almost an entire foot taller than you.
You reached your hand inside and pulled out one of Erikās Nike tech outfits, the much larger size telling you that as long as you didnāt spill anything on it, and your baby didnāt suddenly decide to come two weeks early and have your water break whilst sitting on the couch, Erik wouldnāt be upset once he saw you in it.
Said man had already taken his leave to go to work, a job you knew very little about but didnāt care to know much. You had your dream Cadillac in the garage and subscriptions to Netflix, Hulu, Amazon Prime, HBO Max, and Disney+ and more than enough good food in the kitchen. Whether it needed to be made or even just removed from the packaging, you couldnāt be happier with the selection. Erik always made sure you had your favorites, which at the time were goldfish crackers, plantain chips, ice cold water from your preferred refillable water bottle, and your soon-to-be Auntie-in-lawās homemade cornbread, which Erik would either take you to get personally from her in Wakanda or he would go get himself.
For a royal family that could have any chef they desired and any food they could ask for at their finger tips, Queen Mother making cornbread always seemed to brighten your mood no matter what.
As you looked in the fridge for your cornbread, you looked at the container the cornbread was in had been gone, and taking a quick glance at the sink, you knew exactly why.
āYou ate the last piece of cornbread?!ā You sent to your fiancĆ©ās phone, fingertips typing ten words a second at how furious you were becoming. How dare he! Taking the last piece of cornbread he knew you loved and knew he wouldnāt have time to get for another few days due to work. How dare he taken something quick to eat in his late morning that you had wanted first!
After five minutes passed of you staring at the message sitting on ādeliveredā, it finally changed to āread 11:27amā.
āā¦ā
āā¦ā
āBabygirl, there was only one piece left.ā He replied, having deleted and retyped his message three times as the dots had told on him.
āThat was my last piece! Now there isnāt anymore and I want some! When can we get more?ā
āMaybe Thursday, (Y/n). I donāt know, I shouldnāt be talking right now, okay? Iāll get you your cornbread.ā
You glared at the message and simply put a āthumbs upā on it in reply, letting out a long groan of frustration before putting a hand over your belly, in your act of anger, you had forgotten to actually get something to eat. Getting up with a huff, you trudged to the kitchen with much less gumption that you had before. Pulling the box of Lucky Charms cereal from the cabinet and the oat milk from the fridge, you made yourself a quick bowl of cereal, leaving everything out by you as you knew you would want another few bowls.
An hour or so later, still saddened by the lack of cornbread as you munched on the bland tasting plantain chips you had beside you. The mediocre game show on screen made you cringe, it was obvious the contestants were guessing wrong on purpose to the easiest questions just to make the episode hit its target screen time. It annoyed you to no end, but seeing as you binged all your shows and wouldnāt dare taint your mindās taste buds by risking a new show or movie, you settled.
Out of boredom, you decided to treat yourself, you were cornbread-less, patience-less, and had what the doctors assumed to be a seven to eight pound baby in your belly. Wakanda was only a short ten hour trip by flight, and practically 30 minutes if you could convince your cousin-in-law, Princess Shuri or King TāChalla to send a jet to your house.
You had always known about Erik, well, NāJadaka, Erik simply being the name he took undercover when he came to America where he met you. You figured out pretty quickly he was the prince, shaving his beard, contacts and a switch from locs to a fade didnāt do as much disguising as heād hoped, not from you anyway.
You kept his secret while you both attended MIT, as long as he promised to help you pass your physics and trigonometry courses. Aside from numbers and formulas, those werenāt the only things you were happy to take with you once you graduated.
Now having dated four years and being eight months pregnant, with a beautiful 4 carat engagement ring on your finger, and a very strong bond between your fiancĆ© and his family, it wasnāt exactly uncommon for your pregnant self to call the princess and king if you needed something while Erik was at work.
Dialing Shuriās kimono beads with your own sheās given you, it was almost immediately she answered, a large smile on her holographic face.
ā(Y/n)!! Itās great to hear from you!! How are you and my nephew? Sleeping okay? Resting? Eating well?ā She cried, the background of the hologram showing she mustāve been at work in her lab.
āHello, Shuri, Iām doing very well thank you, MāJabe too. Erik ate the last piece of Queen Motherās cornbread this morning and I was hoping Iād be able to come get more? Itās really been the only thing keeping meāā
āRight away! Iāll speak with cousin later but for now you come here!!ā Shuri interrupted, an interruption you couldnāt care less for as it meant youād be getting what you wanted. āThe jet will be there in ten minutes, shall you pack a bag and stay the night again?ā She asked.
Youād stayed the night last month, having had phantom contractions that had easily convinced you that you were in labor. Seeing as it had been another four weeks since then, it was obvious you were wrong. Knowing you still had two weeks before your due date, you deemed yourself perfectly fine not to stay long, especially with how busy the royal family were already.
āNo, Shuri, but thank you, Iāll stay again in a week or two since MāJabe will be due then.ā You assured her. She nodded solemnly but smiled. āThatās fine, but the next sleepover Iāll be meeting my nephew so Iāll be looking forward to that!ā
You let out a laugh and nodded. You and Shuri continued to talk until the jet arrived, having put on a jacket to combat the nipping mid October weather and a pair of fuzzy slippers you loved. Okoye met you at the top of the stairs into the jet, giving you a smile as you walked in, lending you a hand up the steps as you used the other hand to hold your belly.
āEnkosi, General.ā You smiled as she nodded and helped you to a seat.
āOf course, (Y/n), itās good to see youāre doing well, Iād hoped you would with prince NāJadaka.ā She replied, earning a laugh from you and your son who kicked your kidney in agreement. God he wasnāt even born yet and he was heavy handed like his father.
The ride to Wakanda was short of course, and for good reason, you could only feel your drool escaping your lips as you nearer the great castle, as if smelling the cornbread being made already.
Erik called you after you landed and weāre being escorted inside.
āWhy are you in Wakanda?ā He asked almost immediately after you answered.
āI wanted my cornbread.ā You replied matter-of-factly.
He let out an audible sigh. āYouāre a trip..ā he let out a soft chuckle before it turned into a light laugh. He loved your attitude, and his ability to tame it. āDonāt worry, Babygirl, Iāll be there soon. Tell Auntie and the other two I said hey.ā
You smiled and walked along the long hallways with Okoye, her simply going about her duty alongside you. You couldnāt tell if she was just a master of not showing her opinions through her face, or if she truly tuned out your conversation. It didnāt really matter to you.
āOkay, baby, Iāll see you when you get here. And I forgive you for eating my cornbread.ā You smiled, rubbing your belly gently.
He let out yet another laugh, but this one came from his gut, he truly found you amusing and thatās one of the things he truly loved about you. You loved his laugh as well.
āThank you for forgiving me baby. I wonāt touch your cornbread again.ā He said in defeat, you could hear the smile in his voice and it made you blush. God, even after four years he could make you giggle like a school girl.
āGet here soon, me and MāJabe miss you lots..ā you admitted. Curse your pregnancy tongue.
Erik noticed the small difference in your tone, how sad you suddenly became at the thought of him being so far away. He hated doing that to you, no matter what his duties were. Of course, him working was to provide for the human you both created that was only days away from coming along. You and your baby were his priorities and everything else came second, so as much as heād want to spend hours and hours tending to your pregnant form and giving you all the treatment you deserved, being able to stay with his family was the next best thing.
āHow about you stay in Wakanda until my son comes along?ā He asked you, knowing you had already discussed how you wanted to stay in the comfort in your own home until it was time. But you also knew that he was worried about that plan, what if you went into labor and he wasnāt home or couldnāt make it home, heāll be damned before you had to take yourself to a rinky dunk hospital that charged almost 100k just for birthing the child and even just holding it afterwards, before the baby was born of course.
You went silent for a bit to think it over, you knew what he was worried about but also knew what you wanted. Being hormonal and pregnant, missing your fiancĆ© who couldnāt be there for what you knew wouldnāt be another two hours, and in a castle you hadnāt spent more than a week at a time in, tears welled in your eyes.
You quickly wiped them away and did your best to hide the sudden spiral in your voice.
āHow about we talk about that when you get here, baby, I donāt wanna make any decisions without looking each other in the face.ā You said, mustering a smile.
Erik nodded, he knew that would make you feel better.
āAlright, baby, that sounds good. Iāll talk to you then, okay? I love you.ā He finally said.
āI love you back..ā you replied, hanging up the phone and letting soft tears fall as you made it to the thrown room.
Face to face was how you liked to handle things anyway. That how you got MāJabe to be two weeks away to being in the world anyway.
Well⦠maybe not two weeks.
regarding wakanda forever namor and tenoch huerta
please remember that this is an indigenous man, PLEASE i am begging. we are not dead. we are very much alive, and you need to respect us. as a nahua woman i am going to say some things to make sense of our identities and to help you all get a better understanding of how to respect us and to respect the actor and character.
starting out
no not all mexicans are indigenous, no not all mexicans are mexica (very very few are, its one of the rarest tribes/clans/pueblos to be descended of), and no, aztecs no longer exist (in the way you think)
our tribes/clans in latin america are not like our northern native relatives but as commonly done i will use terms like tribe and clan to further explain in an easier way for people to understand.
nahuas are not mexica, those that are mexicas can be nahua and usually are nahua, many of our tribes/clans were organized into pueblos (reminiscent of greek city-states), which is what the mexica did, the mexica were in the area thats now known as cdmx/mexico city, when the spanish colonizers arrived the mexica were known as aztecs because thats the empire that was ruling at the time, the aztec empire had something called the triple alliance which was an alliance between 3 pueblos (tribes/clans) making up the empire, the aztec empire is also commonly referred to as the triple alliance because of that, and when the aztec empire fell so did the title of aztec, aztecs no longer exist because the empire is long gone while mexica (the tribe) does indeed still exist though in smaller numbers. nahuas are a people, considered a tribe by many if we use northern indigenous terms but again, organized into pueblos.
nahua is the people, nahuatl is the language, and many pueblos throughout mexico and latin america call themselves by their own pueblo names. nahuatl is considered a closed language to white people by many of our elders, and if you are white its asked that you refrain from learning or using it as our people were punished for it, its a privilege to speak or write it and its a privilege many of us do not have.
most of the things you see online regarding aztec/mexica/nahua stuff has been whitewashed and is from white supremacists and white scholars that tell inaccurate information or is from mexican nationalists that purposely misinform others, please ask a nahua person if you have any questions regarding our culture, my dmās will also be open!

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As mentioned before Imani had been in small relationships with Erik Stevens before she realized Bucky had feelings for her. Both Erik and Imani had quite a lot of similarities, dead parents, being seen as outsiders despite being Wakandan, and wanting to give aid to people who look like them that canāt protect themselves. Imani didnāt think she was capable of love until she met him, he made her fell less alone.
Erik himself had a bit of a idolizing crush on her when she was first seen as Tempest and now he had a chance to be with him despite her trying to kill him at first for defeating TāChalla. Now she definitely couldāve held her own against him if her superpowers werenāt being restricted and he couldāve felt with her but he didnāt. He wanted her and she wanted him so he decided heād marry her once everything was set in place. Imani almost got through to him about his motives being quite intense and promised to help the country that raised her and more when she becomes queen but it all went downhill in the end. And before he died he said he truly liked her, even left her with two kids of her own ( and depression tooš)
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