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Angel Theee Don Makavelli

@childishgambinaax

Chy im blessed watch me glo 😘✨ writing soon come 😎
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How Erik got away with MURDER sneak peak

Annalise I’m not about to beg you! YOU OWE ME! You know that murder had nothing to do with my wife and now Erik has to grow up without his mother!” I hissed.

John, these people are dangerous I told reign to leave it alone, I LOST MY BABY…. Do you not realize that? Me and her were pregnant at the same time, she got to go home with a baby while I had to make cremation arrangements so PLEASE don’t come in here spewing this “I owe you bullshit” when I consistently told her to let it go- No wait I BEGGED.
“Bitch you also BEGGED her to help you figure this out, and she was in just as much danger as you were and because of your son, you are now choosing to run with your tail in between your legs? Is that what I’m getting From you right now?”
Before I could process how fast she was moving I saw stars, Anna Mae slapped me so hard I swallowed the piece of gum I forgot was in my mouth.
“Okay, maybe I deserved that, I didn’t mean to sound insensitive Mae but my point is as you can see you aren’t the only one that is at risk here! Reign is gonna be stuck if jail if we don’t try.”
“What is not clicking for you John? We can’t do anything else or we gonna end up like reign! Or dead, then what ? Erik grows up without a father?
I don’t want that…. Shit I really don’t want that Mae but if something does happen to me promise that you’ll watch out for n’jadaka for me.
John I changed my name to Annalise, respect that!
N’jobu scoffed. “Hell if I care, you change your name because your some big shot lawyer & it means you forget where you came from?”
This is a real rough draft but I think I know exactly which direction I wanna go with this ???? What you guys think ?
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"King Killmonger: The Golden Jaguar Chapter 8"

Masterlist in case you need to catch up HERE!

"Weeping willow tree Tell me what you know River were you cryin' Many rains ago? ((Koleba je wo)

Sacred baobab tree Lost your children to the sea Taken from the land Many rains ago

Koleba je wo (goodbye Motherland) Koleba je wo Wo, wo, wo

Sing me that old song From many rains ago…"

Letta Mbulu – "Many Rains Ago (Oluwa)"

Warmth spread across Yani's closed eyelids first before it spread like warm honey across her throat and uncovered arm. The weight of N'Jadaka's body clutching onto hers pressed down more heat into her, and his soft snoring creased a smile on her lips.

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Mirror, Mirror

Kinktober fic fest submission

Summary: Dina Brighton enters a masked sexy party for elites uninvited and has to escape.  Dark!Erik x OC

Warnings: Smut, katoptronophilia, size kink, anonymous sex kink, breath play, knife play kink, degradation kink, BDSM, Dirty talk, cult, angst.

part four

Kinkober fic challenge  moodboard one  moodboard two  part one  part two  part three  

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Mirror, Mirror.

Kinktober fic fest submission

Summary: Dina Brighton enters a masked sexy party for elites uninvited and has to escape. Dark!Erik x OC 

Warnings: Smut, katoptronophilia, size kink, anonymous sex kink, breath play, knife play kink, degradation kink, BDSM, Dirty talk, cult.

part three

kinktober fest challenge  mood board one  mood board two   part one  part two

Are there any creatures on the planet more fascinating than the impeccably groomed, spectacularly attired, strikingly thin, exquisitely (and expensively) women of America’s 0.001 percent and Manhattan’s Upper East Side? For much of the New York and national media, the answer seems to be “absolutely not.” From The Real Housewives of New York to the fictional uptown private schoolers of Gossip Girl, people are captivated by a few square miles sandwiched between a park and a river on the east side of a densely populated island — and especially by its glossy female inhabitants.

Radically privileged and elaborately bejeweled.

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Unveiled.

highly intelligent and athletic American archaeologist, John Kelly ventures into ancient tombs and hazardous ruins around the world.

a mercenary and pirate, Erik Stevens is a part of Shoreline: A mercenary organization led by Orca who are often hired by treasure hunters as protection to assist them in collecting artifacts and sell them for money.

After retiring from his adventurous life, John settled down and becomes a college professor teaching archaeology. He’s now known as Dr. John Kelly. An old friend and mentor finds him and asks John to join him for one last adventure. John is hesitant because of what happened to his wife Pam who was killed because of his old life as a treasure hunter. After some thinking, John agrees. Shoreline is hired by Rafe Adler under a military contract to help him find missing treasure. John and Erik end up on a Mediterranean Island Nation called Malta known for its Megalithic Temples. A battle begins to find the missing treasure where John and Erik cross paths. What happens when two lost brothers finally join forces?

Here are the ladies of my story: Nadine Ross and Elena Fisher. Yes they are the names of the characters from the Uncharted video game 😉

Elena Fisher (right) is a bright and self-reliant investigator of historical mysteries. After coming in second on a popular survival reality show, Elena parlayed her fifteen minutes of fame into hosting a cable adventure/archaeology show, Discovered. She is a former journalist and foreign correspondent who joins John Kelly and his mentor on a trip so she can film.

Nadine Ross (left) is a former South African mercenary later turned treasure hunter, and the former leader of the paramilitary organization Shoreline. She took over Shoreline after the death of its original founder, her father. A life full of war and confrontation has led to Nadine becoming a very strong and capable woman and military figure. Nadine is also a very tough fighter and is able to comfortably hold her own in a number of different confrontations.

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Anonymous asked:

can we get a snippet of the next chapter of S.D.E pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeee 😫😫😫

Sienna climbed onto Erik’s lap while he was enjoying a cigar with Leo. As he talked, Sienna played with his locs, his beard, and then she grasped his hand and admired the width of his digits…the softness of his hands…how those same hands saved so many lives…touched her…made her cum. She didn’t think twice before her glossy lips wrapped around his pointer finger. She sucked, eyes closed; slightly whimpering…

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Soon come... "King Killmonger: The Golden Jaguar Chapter 8"

Summary:

King N'Jadaka and Queen Yani continue their honeymoon trip into the hidden parts of Wakanda. Their journey together begins to shape N'Jadaka's thinking about the future of the country under his leadership and sharing the Black Panther mantle with Shuri.

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"King Killmonger: The Golden Jaguar: Chapter 7"

Need to catch up? Masterlist HERE.

"'Cause all I see is the best of you and all you see is the best of me And you bring out the best of me And all I see is everything Your goals, your glow, your inner being And our bigger meaning So, let's lose us in these sheets, yeah And when I get up to walk, I wanna feel weak, yeah Well, I ain't goin' far (ain't goin' far) So, stay where you are (stay where you are) Feel like you partied in Venus and we woke up in Mars (baby) I been waitin' my whole life (I've been waiting) My whole life And I'm gonna give you the best years of your life (for you and I) You and I"

Beyonce—"ll Hands ll Heaven"

N'Jadaka Udaku, the foreign born king of Wakanda was a large man.

Yani watched him stretch his muscled arms and strong neck as he powered the bulk of his big body onto the stern of the houseboat and joined her on the cushiony loveseat facing the water on the lower deck. She had been on the luxury ship before. In America and elsewhere it would be considered a yacht, but to the super rich Udakus, it was a family houseboat.

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The World-building of Wakanda: Black Panther and Afrofuturism

I've been revisiting the Wakanda Syllabus that an educator associate of mine Dr. Walter Greason put together when the first Black Panther movie came out, and also reviewing old discussions about the significance of that era as a cultural moment and movement at the same time.

The fact that I still write Black Panther fanfics is a testement to the love I have for that fandom and its importance to Afrofuturism and Black Diaspora Futurism. I'm always happy when I see other Black writers out here still churning out plots and series fics because it is a digital archive for how we perceive a fictional future where as Killmonger once annouced "We're on top."

These works are important and specifically center the Black experience. And we don't have to fit our characters inside of white story spaces where we are usually the sidekick or fetish characters. I had an interesting talk with a friend of a friend and she wanted to argue that Black characters in the MCU who were not in the Black Panther/Wakanda Forever films should be included in the discussions of Afrofuturism, and I said they didn't belong in it fully because those characters are not centering Black people's futures. They center the non-Black white leads and their American/American adjacent interests (I'm talking about War Machine, Nick Fury, Sam Wilson, Valkyrie etc). It was a good back and forth because I am always questioning how Black people can build Black solidarity/communities by always working in white spaces in the service of white global agendas.

Writing Killmonger's journey (and his parents) for over six years (Lawd six years!!!!) with numerous books has taught me a lot about my role in preserving our fandom legacy as Black fanfiction writers and as readers. Afrofuturism has allowed me to explore not only Black Liberation, but Black Queerness, ATR's (African Traditional Religions), Black Matriarchy and Black Patriarchy. I've written about things I love and participate in, and also got to play pretend like I'm a kid again playing with my Barbie dolls and action figures. Black sex. Black music. Black art. Black philosophy. Blackety Black and unapologetic.

All this to say that I hope others out there like me keep writing and reading and reblogging these free little digital seeds we are planting that will truly blossom in the future when others discover our work. I know many Black writers lament that we don't get the same traction or BNF notoriety that white writers do. However, there is joy and divine calling when one simply sits and writes a Black Panther tale to give to other Black people for free all over the world. It still boggles my mind that there are people who have read my stories for years and they live on the other side of the world. People I will probably never meet, but they read and sometimes leave sweet comments that feed me to keep going.

Keep writing y'all. Keep reading and sharing and creating. You are making Afrofuturism fanfiction that is a time capsule for Black folks who aren't even here yet. Academics are secretly reading your stuff and using it to formulate academic studies on a fictional world ! Your Black Panther creations are beautiful no matter where you live on the planet!

Pat yourself on the back and keep worldbuilding and reading.

Here is a link if you want to check out some Wakanda Syllabus stuff that has been collected for the public to use.

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"King Killmonger: The Golden Jaguar: Chapter 7"

Need to catch up? Masterlist HERE.

"'Cause all I see is the best of you and all you see is the best of me And you bring out the best of me And all I see is everything Your goals, your glow, your inner being And our bigger meaning So, let's lose us in these sheets, yeah And when I get up to walk, I wanna feel weak, yeah Well, I ain't goin' far (ain't goin' far) So, stay where you are (stay where you are) Feel like you partied in Venus and we woke up in Mars (baby) I been waitin' my whole life (I've been waiting) My whole life And I'm gonna give you the best years of your life (for you and I) You and I"

Beyonce—"ll Hands ll Heaven"

N'Jadaka Udaku, the foreign born king of Wakanda was a large man.

Yani watched him stretch his muscled arms and strong neck as he powered the bulk of his big body onto the stern of the houseboat and joined her on the cushiony loveseat facing the water on the lower deck. She had been on the luxury ship before. In America and elsewhere it would be considered a yacht, but to the super rich Udakus, it was a family houseboat.

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