Small Talk//T’challa X BLACK!BI!Reader

Warning: CUTE SHIT…Mentions adult content stuff…

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A/N: We love a supportive T’challa. 

 After a fourth round, you were completely exhausted, T’challa wanted to go for another one but you wouldn’t have it. You guys were laying in each other’s arms. You were still trying to catch your breath. 

“Your stamina is..something.” You commented. 

“Well, the herb does heighten everything.”

“Tell me about it.”

You switch position so you’d be the little spoon. Seconds later, you felt T'challa stiffen (not his dick). 

“What’s wrong?” You asked, not even turning around. You were still not over the orgasm you just had. Your legs were still shaking. 

“There are bruises on your back.” He said quietly. 

You sighed loudly already knowing where this was gonna go. He hates hurting you during sex. You didn't mind a little bruise and no matter how many times you tell him that, T'challa wouldn't listen. You think it has something to do with T'challa still not accepting of his powers. 

You turn around to face him. “Babe, I don’t mind bruises. It means you did your job.”

You sighed in relief when he responded with a smile. 

“Ok. I have no plan on leaving this room for a while.” You told him. 

He agreed, “Me too.”

“ And I’m still not fully recovered from that orgasm that you gave me.”

He simply nodded. 

A comfortable silence took over the room as you guys stare at each other. You carefully observed his face and features. He was truly a beautiful man. You didn’t know how you get so lucky. 

“You’re so beautiful.” You whispered, your finger was now cupping his face. 

“You’re beautiful too.”

“ The Black Panther and the king of Wakanda thinks little old me is beautiful?”

T'challa laughed, “ He’s also in love with you and thinks you give good head.”

You gasped in surprise, “ You think I give good head? And I can’t believe you just used the word head in that manner.”

T'chlla pulls you closer into his arms, “ I’ve been working on my slangs.”

You pull away from him, “ Ok. Say, Nigga.”

You smiled at your victory. T'challa has never uttered the word “Nigga”. He refused to do so even though he technically had a pass. 

While talking, your sexuality got brought up. You identified as Bisexual. A fact about you that you never verbally told T'challa but you assumed he’d connect the dots. You assumed wrong. 

“You’re into women?” He asked, generally curious. 

“Yeah. I thought you knew.”

“I feel like a shitty boyfriend. That’s a very important fact about you that I didn’t know.”

“Don’t feel like that.” You told him, “ I never really told you. Plus, it’s not really important.”

“Yes, it is.” T'challa argued, “ Your sexuality is one of the many things about you that shapes who you are.”

You sighed loudly. He was right. 

“ For a very long time, I refused to admit to myself that I was attracted to women.”, You started,“ It wasn’t until in college that I accepted it. Experimented with women. A lot of women.”

He laughed, “ I’m happy you’ve accepted yourself.”

“Me too.”

“Are your legs fine now?” He asked, changing the subject all of a sudden. 

“Yes.”

“Ok. Get on your knees. I’m getting hard again.”

                                    …

A/N: We love a supportive boyfriend. Anyways thanks for reading. Send in requests and Message and comment to be tagged to future stuff.

T’challa said I’m rolling with the LGBT.........

Pierced

T’challa follows you to get your nipples pierced.

This was short and sucked!!!!

“You know you don’t gotta go in with me right?”  You told your boyfriend of six months, “ I’m grown.” 

T’challa had surprised you with a visit and practically forced you to let him drive you to the tattoo and piercing parlor. You were getting your nipples pierced. Something you’ve been wanting to do since you were 18.

T’challa gave you a small smile, “ I know sithandwa sam but I want to.“

“You just wanna see my titties.” You joked. 

“Now we both know I don’t have to do much to get you to show me your…titties.”

You rolled your eyes as he laughed. 

“Whatever king. Please. No extra stuff.” 

“What is this extra you speak of?”

You sighed then went inside the store. T’challa laughed then followed you in. 

The place was covered in tattoo designs and your ears were blasted by loud rock music. You talked to the guy at the front desk and told him what you want. He told you that “Jay” will be your piercing guy. 

You knew a problem was going to occur when you noticed the face T’challa made when Jay came out of a room and made his way over to you too. 

Jay introduced himself and asked you to follow him. T’challa didn’t like Jay’s whole demeanor towards you. He was too friendly. He got up and started following you and Jay, forcing you to stop at your track. You turn to face him. 

“Challa…What the hell are you doing?”

“I’m going in there. Is that a problem?”

Well…it wasn’t. But you didn’t think that he’d get in there with you. That wasn’t part of the plan. 

“Why?”

“I want to be supportive.” 

You rolled your eyes, “ Bullshit. You don’t like Jay.”

He crossed his arms against his chest, “ And what if I don’t? I don’t like any man that gets to touch your breast.” 

“It’s his job,”You argued. 

“Regardless.”

“Whatever.”

“Can my jealous boyfriend stay?” You asked Jay when you all were in the room.

Jay chuckled, “Its cool.”

“Thanks.”

T’challa stood in front of the door with his arms crossed against his chest, just watching. He stiffens everytime Jay’s finger touches your breast. 

The procedure didn’t take long but it was painful as hell. “This shirt hurts like a bitch.” You complained when you and Tchalla were in the car ride home.

“ Well, you wanted it,” T’challa said like a smart ass. 

You laugh, “You say that now. Wait until its heal and your horny ass will not let my nipples live.” 

He laughed, “How long will it take to heal?”

“Jay said 3 to 6 months.” 

T’challa had a spasm behind the wheel, “No nipple play for 3-6 months? Bast, woman are you trying to kill me.”

You laughed, “You’ll live.”

 You took his one hand that was laying on his lap and move it between your thighs, “You can always play with other things.”

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First Date(2)

Pairing: T’challa X BLACK!Model Reader 

Summary: T’challa and you go on your first date….

Warning(s): Sweet and gentleman T’challa that will warm your heart and kill your ovaries 💗

Tags: @idilly @luckylovelyone

A/N: I had fun writing the first one. So I’m writing another one in my criminal justice class. Hope you all like it :)

After taking T’challa’s order that one time, you honestly didn’t think you’d see him again.

Then 3 months later, he showed up with a different set of groupie. He hesitated at first but eventually ask you out. You said Yes because- Why not? Plus, he’s the first person to ask you out in a while…saying no would be stupid.

The day finally came and you were excited. You dressed the best that you could. You were proud of your fit. Very girly for once.

Your hair(with different colored beads)

Your dress:

You met him at the restaurant(you didn’t want him pick you up since you didn’t want him to see where you lived). It was a wakandan restaurant that you passed on your way to work almost everyday but never bother to go in. T’challa had the same groupies from the day he asked you out with him.

They were at their own table but you can see them staring and guarding. T’challa explained that they were called “Dora Milaje”. The King’s body guards. You thought it was cool that an important person such as a king was being protected by fierce women.

You tried not to think of his kingly status. You didn’t want him to think that was why you said yes to his invite and it was the truth. You didn’t say yes because of his king status, you said yes because no one had ask you out since you were in high school and also…food.

You two sat across from each other. He looked so handsome in his little suit.

“ I like the suit.” You told him. Your compliment made him smile and touch his suit.

“ Thank You. I like your dress and your hair. Very pretty.”

You went straight to the point, “ Thanks. Why’d you ask me out?”

He was taken aback. Surprised at how aggressive you were. He clear out his throat, “ Well, after meeting you on that faithful day.. I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”

Your heart fluttered. Really? He thought about me? You thought.

“ All I know was, I had to see you again. It annoyed me for days. You distracted me from my kingly duties and I know that I had to come see you. But, I wanted to do it in a way you’d be familiar with. A date first. Yeah?”

“ Yeah.” Your hand went over your chest, you can feel how fast your heart was pounding and you were hoping he couldn’t hear it. ( He could tho, panther hearings and such)…

A waiter came and interrupted T’challa’s speech about your beauty. You were flattered. No one has ever described you in such beautiful ways. Y’all ordered.

While waiting for your food, T’challa asked you to tell him him facts about you.

“ Well,” You started, “ My name is Y/N, I am half Haitian and half Wakanda.-“ He stopped you.

“ You’re wakandan?” He was generally surprised.

You chucked nervously, “ Yeah. My dad was. He left my mom. Before I was born.”

T’challa frowned, “ I am sorry.”

You were thankful for his sympathy but at your big age, you didn’t give two fucks about that sperm donor but you didn’t say that outloud though.

You told him your birthday, age, birthplace, the simple stuff. He told you some things about himself, things that he claimed he’s allowed to tell you. Whatever that meant. His life was WAYY more interesting than yours. You made sure to skip your failed attempt at becoming a model though.

…

Thanks for reading. I really hope y’all like this. I tried to make it not ass. Sorry if it was. Stay tune for more and don’t forget to send requests 😘

👑Bri Masterlist👑

Includes old fics from my now deleted blog, BrianaBreeze, and new ones!

*= 18+ | Mature Content | Etc. 

Original Content

T’Challa x Maya

Moments Like These

Two Peas In a Pod

Bounce

*Quickie

Nominee

73 Questions

Pretty Hurts

Left Alone

Family Vacay

Gonna Love Me

Birth Pangs

No One Is Safe

New Look

A Lonely Night

Abdulisms

Picked On

Make It Last Forever

First Aid Fail

Picture Perfect

A Misunderstanding (Alternate Alternate Universe Fic)

Pick Up

Dance with My Father

Bump In the Night

Divas

Wearable Art Gala

Chadwick Fic

Fix Me, Fix Us

Act Up

~Series~

*Down For Whatever: [1] [2] [3]  (18+, finished)

Writing’s On the Wall: [1]

Lemonade: Cast  Prelude  Pray You Catch Me City Of Love  Hold Up

Chadwick x Yahya x Trevante Fic

Three’s A Crowd {1} {2} [In Progress]

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Swimming in Denial Part Three (Finale)

Alright, y’all, here’s the end of Swimming in Denial. Hope you enjoy it! Send me more requests, let me know if you want to be tagged, and check out my masterlist to read my other stories.

Word Count: 7530

CW: smut

New York, 2020

The usual hustle and bustle of rush hour agitated Kali as she walked home to her Greenwich Village apartment. She was thankful for the gym in her building because she needed to let off some steam on a treadmill after the day she just had. She texted her friend, and now new neighbor, Sanaa, to let her know she was back and to meet her downstairs. Kali promptly changed clothes and was out the door as quickly as she came, taking the six flights of stairs down to get her blood pumping. She made it to the ground floor, and as she pushed through the doors to the lobby, she spotted Sanaa stepping off the elevator.

Swimming in Denial (T’Challa x Black!OC)-Part One

I wrote this a couple weeks ago and have been sitting on it because I couldn’t think of a name…and this is the best I got 😂. Anyways, this is a three part story based on a request by @dersha89. I was gonna wait for T’Challa Thursdays, but I really wanted to go ahead and get this part out there. Make sure you listen to the music with each chapter!

Word count: 5027

CW: domestic violence

Oxford, 2013

When Kali Jones graduated Summa Cum Laude from The University of Tennessee, she felt like the world was her oyster. Spending the last five years away from her home in Memphis really opened up her mind to what could be out there, and she just wasn’t ready to go home yet, if ever. She wanted to see more of the world and put that degree in biomedical engineering to good use, so she applied to Oxford University’s Biomedical Sciences Masters program. Her parents were incensed that she chose a school so far away. She was their only child, and they worried about her being on the other side of the world alone, but they eventually came around and made her promise to come home every Christmas. As it turned out, Kali had made the right choice in going to Oxford. It was there, in her Organic Chemistry course, that she found her best friend in all the world, T’Challa Udaku, the Crown Prince of Wakanda. He had been one of the few friendly faces in the class amongst a sea of haughty paleness, so when they were paired up as lab partners Kali was relieved. Even though she had no idea he was a prince at that time, his regality shone through and she felt drawn to his presence. It also helped that he was cute. And smart. And charming. Man, was he charming.

M*A*G*I*C: Chapter Eight || T’challa Udaku

A/N: Hello Y'all. Damn its been so long…too long. But I am back with chapter eight for this story. I am hoping to update more stories and I hope you all enjoy this.

Words: Don’t know…

Warning(s): cute fluff…

{CHAPTERS}  [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [ 6] [7]

You were starting to really worry about Ju. You had left her over 100 texts and calls, and she still didn’t respond back. You decided to call her mom, who told you not to worry. She also said to you that it was like Ju to go away to clear her mind. However, you still think it was odd that Ju didn’t let you or her own mother know where she was and wasn’t answering her phone. But, you allowed your aunt’s words to synch in.

Once you forced your brain to stop worrying about Ju'leesa, Your mind started worrying about T'challa and your date with him. You had no idea what to wear or what to do with your hair. Time was also creeping up on you. You practically tore up your closet, looking for an outfit fit for a king.

“I wish Ju was here.” You thought. If she was here, she would’ve come up with the perfect outfit and did your hair and beat you face in minutes. She was amazing like that.

You dropped down on your bed and sighed at the current state of your bedroom. Clothes and shoes were scattered all over, and it was…5:.45…now you only had an hour and a few minutes to get ready.

Sighing, you stood up to your feet and walked over to the full body mirror that hung on our bedroom wall. You stared at your reflection for a few minutes, then took a deep breath. You got this. Plus, it was just T'challa. The neighbor…whom you’ve kissed and almost slept with. 

Who was also an actual king…

Your heart rate went up thinking about T'challa and his title. Are kings even allowed to date commoners? You figured you asked him and went back into your closet for another round of searching for the perfect dress.

You were surprised. How could you have forgotten the dress? It was perfect. You had worn it only once, and it was for your cousin’s birthday party about two years ago. It was hidden deep in your closet that you didn’t find it during your first raid.

You slipped the dress on and ran to check yourself out in the mirror. You smiled at how well it still fit and how good you looked in it. You also were proud of how good your boobs looked too.

A part of you entertained the idea of T'challa looking at them and admiring them, but you quickly killed the thought.

You put on a brand new necklace you haven’t worn before, then went to work on your hair and face. For your hair, you simply picked out your naturally coarse hair and loving how full your mane looked afterward. As for your face, you were simple with it - some mascara, Lipgloss, and eyeliners…You were naturally beautiful and knew that.

T'challa was early. Of course, he looked yummy as ever. He wore a black turtleneck, Black slacks, and some black dress shoes. A gold chain also hung from his neck, and he also appeared to have gotten a hair cut. He greeted you with his award-winning smile and a hug.

When you two pulled from the hug, T'challa looked you up and down….he obviously liked what he saw, which made your face burn hot.

“ How is this possible?” he asked, making you nervous a bit. 

“What?” You asked, hoping it wasn’t anything bad. 

“How is it possible that you have become more beautiful in just a day?”

You sucked your teeth and lightly tapped him on his chest for almost stopping your heart, but you still thanked him for the compliment.

T'challa wanted to take you to Bashanga’s- a new Wakandan restaurant on the avenue. The owner was apparently an old friend of his by the name of Nakia.

When you two got to Bashanga’s, you were welcomed by Nakia -whom you noticed was very touchy with T'challa. Their closeness and demeanor suggested that at some point..they two might’ve been more than friends.

“Are you enjoying the meal?” T'challa asked - you were chewing on a piece of Wakanda curried chicken - which was super delicious, and you were trying not to moan from satisfaction.

You quickly swallowed your food to answer him, “Yes. I love it.”

He smiled at your answer, “I’m happy to hear that.”

You nodded, then went back to your food.

“You know if you were to become my girlfriend, I would cook you inkukhu enencasa anytime you like.”

After almost choking on your food, you looked up at T'challa, who was staring right back at you, a flirty smirk on his face.

Your lips were on T’challa’s neck as he tried his best to open the front door of his apartment. Once inside he took control and attached his lips to yours. He eventually pushed you to a wall and attached his lips to your neck. Your moans echoed through the pitch-black apartment. 

“T’challa,” you managed to let out as you tried to not moan from his sucking on your neck. You wanted to know if he had protection. 

“Yes baby?” he answered, still licking and sucking your neck…His choice of words triggered a horny moan from you. 

Everything turned sour when the living room light flickered open, exposing a smirking Shuri on T’challa’s couch. You instantly wanted to die. 

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King’s Trip(2)

T’challa, M’Baku, Redeemed! Erik

Warning(s): Dry, Drinking, some cursing

Word count: 1018

Note: This is part of a fandom collab created by @royallyprincesslilly

Hope yall like this. @royallyprincesslilly You up next. Can’t wait to be amazed.

“So whats on today’s agenda..king?” Erik asked his cousin as they made their ways down the stairs.

“Today, we are meeting with war dog children. We do not want another incident.”

Erik sucked his teeth, “Maybe we wouldn’t have incidents if yall wasn’t leaving children behind.”

T’challa ignored his cousin and made his way to Nakia who was waiting for them with a clipboard pressed to her chest.

T’challa greeted Nakia with a kiss on the cheek, making her blush.

“Good Morning, my king,” Nakia said when T’challa’s lips left her face.

“Good Morning, my love.”

Erik could puke at their interaction. They were old as hell acting like high school kids. T’challa couldn’t even look Nakia in the eyes.

“So, Nakia. Where those kids at?” Erik asked trying to keep move along.

“ They’re in the next room. You two can follow me.”

T’challa and Erik follow Nakia to the next room.

The room was populated by war dog children. Some were sitting cross-legged on the floor, Some were getting food at the snack table and to Erik and T’challa’s surprised some were talking to M’baku. They didn’t even know he was already here. A little girl had a big smile on her face as she held and observed M’baku’s gorilla mask.

Nakia interrupted and asked that everyone take a seat so that the event could start.

“Good Morning everyone, my name is Nakia Malice. I am head of the Social outreach department.” Nakia started, “I am so happy to see all of your smiling, happy faces. Before being head of the social outreach department…I was a war dog. In a way…I relate to you all. As a war dog, I went on many missions for Wakanda. Those missions opened my eyes to the world beyond Wakanda. ”

Nakia’s words made T’challa smiled.

“You all are here because your parents had the same occupation as me and that job makes it very hard for parents and children to have a good relationship. It includes a lot of moving around and forces parents to make sad decisions. We are here today because we want to end all of that and here is the man that will do that. King T’challa.”

The audience clapped and T’challa took the floor. “Good Morning everyone. My name is T’challa Udaku,  I am the founder of this outreach center and the king of Wakanda.”

His introduction earned him a lot of claps and some kid even gave him a standing ovation. T’challa gave a big speech and explained his plan involving war dog children and then passed the floor to Erik who kept mentioned finding his daddy with panther claws on his chest.

Later that day, T’challa was sitting in his office at the outreach center, going over documents Nakia had given him.

“ I quite like this idea.” He said out loud, after reading one of Nakia’s proposals.

All of a sudden Erik and M’baku barged in, dressed all fresh out.

“Wassup ‘cuz.”

“Hello again, Erik.”

“You remember why we are here right?” Erik asked his cousin.

“Yes-”

“We are here on a brocation, so there’s no way in hell I’m letting your ass get boring.”

“I understand Erik but there is a lot of work to be done here,” T’challa argued.

“Let Nakia worry about that. We hittin’ the club tonight.”

“The club?”

“Yes, the club. 7 stars.”

“ I look like a fuck boy,” T’challa whined fingering the varsity jacket Erik had forced him to wear. They were in the back of a limousine and were in their way to the club- 7 stars.

“I think you look cool,” M’baku commented.

“See, M’baku would know cool. He lives in the cold ass mountains.”

Loud rap music hit the three king’s ears as they enter 7stars, the self-proclaimed, “hottest” nightclub of cali.

“This shit looks lit as hell,” Erik shouted to T’challa and M’baku.

The three hit the bar first. “Lemme gets a dry martini,” Erik yelled to the bartender.

T’challa and M'baku asked for the same thing. They were following Erik around. They were still pretty new to the American club scene.

The three guys sat on a leather couch, sipping their drinks as they watched people hit it on the dance floor.

“Yall think he’s hard?” Erik asked the other two, talking about a couple who were practically dry humping on the dance floor.

“There’s no way he isn’t,” M’baku answered.

“Hold up…that ain’t who I think it is?”

Erik was talking about a girl at the bar who resembles Nakia. She was talking to some tall, dark skin man. She had a smile on her face. T’challa and M’baku followed Erik’s eyes and T’challa almost peed his pants.

“That is Nakia. What is she doing here?”

“It looks like your girl is at a club with another man.”

T’challa threw back his drink and sat up. He marched over to Nakia and the man. 

“My king,” Nakia greeted, “ I didn’t know you were coming here. We could’ve ridden together.” 

T’challa didn’t entertain her, “Can we talk in private?” He asked, ignoring Nakia’s friend’ existence.

“Of course.”

T’challa and Nakia walked a few feet away leaving Nakia’s friend at the bar. “Nakia, why are you here?” T’challa asked.

Nakia was taken aback, he had never talked to her that way. “ I’m meeting a friend. You?”

T’challa ignored her question, “How come you didn’t tell me you were going to a club tonight?”

“Because I didn’t think it would be a big deal. What has come over you?”

T’challa shook his head, “Nothing.”

Maybe she was right. Maybe he was overreacting. Nakia could meet up with a friend without it being a big deal.

“Would you like to meet my friend?” Nakia asked.

“Umm sure.”

The dark skin boy smiled as Nakia and T’challa made their way back to him. His smile gave away his age. He was way too young. He probably used a fake I.D to get in the club.

“King T’challa, meet Adrian Moscoso,” Nakia said. She was planning to introduce them later but now didn’t look like a bad time. 

T’challa and Adrian shook hands.

“Your brother.”

Ok BOOM….Thanks for reading yall….iF yall hate it then idk what to tell you lol. 

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This is way better than how I remembered it 😁

Kings’ Trip Black Panther Writer Collaboration Masterlist

First I want to thank ALLL the amazing and talented ladies in the BP fandom who participated in this collab. When I had this idea I thought it would flop so hard but I was pleasantly surprised that it got the reception it did. Every one who participated, contributed some amazing pieces of literary art and I am excited to try this again in the future.

So here is the completed masterlist. Hope you guys enjoy. If so LIKE and REBLOG and check out these ladies’ blogs and their many, many many other amazing stories and drop them some much deserved LOVE.

***Entire Fic Warnings: Cursing, Fluff, mentions of drugs and sex, mentions of death, alcohol drinking, secret revelations, implied smut, drunkenness, 

Chapter 1 By: @sisterwifeudaku

Chapter 2 By: @blackandfair

Chapter 3 By: @royallyprincesslilly

Chapter 4 By: @eerythingisshaka

Chapter 5 By: @katasstrophey

Chapter 6 By: @blublubleu

Chapter 7 By: @dramaqueenamby

Chapter 8 By: @kumkaniudaku

Chapter 9 By: @muse-of-mbaku

Chapter 10 By: @airis-paris14

Chapter 11.1 By: @mbakusthrone

Chapter 11.2 By: @mbakusthrone

~~~~~~~~~~~Finito~~~~~~~~~~

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Black&Fair’s Masterlist

Here is the list of all of the fics, headcanons, text fics and other types of writing that are associated with this profile. Enjoy it all :)!!!

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T’CHALLA X BLACK! MODEL READER

More Precious than Vibramium series( Not complete)

FRIGHT SERIES|| (NOT COMPLETE)

T’CHALLA X BLACK!MUTANT!READER (NOT COMPLETE)

M*A*G*I*C Series(NOT COMPLETE)

T’challa, the king of Wakanda meets and falls for Luna Jordan, an eccentric, best-selling author with magical powers. 

 THE YESTERDAY SERIES (NOT COMPLETE)

After her relationship with king T’challa almost cost him his life, Onixa decided that the best thing for them was to call it a quit. But was she did truly for the best or a huge mistake?

Chadwick Boseman X Black! Reader

This is my first time attempting to write a Chadwick fanfic. Hopefully, I do a good job. 

ERIK KILLMONGER X BLACK READER

COLLABS

HEADCANONS/OTHERS

ERIK KILLMONGER 

T’CHALLA UDAKU

TEXTS

Royal Groupchat

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Making a comeback y’all...