Truer Words Have Never Been Spoken (x)

the entire situation with that white woman asking quinta to put a school shooting storyline in abbott elementary is a reminder that it is not black people's responsibility to save yall.

don't believe that magical negro ahit you see in the media. stop expecting black people to do things everyone when they are the ones that had to fight for their own.

“Messy Boots”

For the Anonymous who asked me about considering a Storm x Killmonger pairing. Here ya go!

Pairing: Storm (Ororo Munroe) x Erik Killmonger

Warnings: NSFW. Mature Audience. 18+. CW: Some violence.

If you enjoy the story, Please Reblog! Comment! Like! All that good stuff.

Summary:

Fresh on the heels of a contentious divorce from King T’Challa Udaku of Wakanda, Ororo “Storm” Munroe attends a U.N. function honoring the work of the Avengers golden boy, Captain America. She invites the Wakandan Ambassador, and Head Petty King, Prince Erik Killmonger to be her date and pretend boyfriend knowing full well that her ex-husband T’Challa and his new girlfriend Nakia will be there. During a formal dinner, enemies of Captain America attack the function forcing Ororo, T’Challa, Killmonger, Nakia, Cap, and the Dora Milaje to work together to save civilian guests and international dignitaries. In the middle of the chaos, Storm realizes that Erik Killmonger might actually be the one…

“See I know what we’ve got to do You let go (you let go), and I’ll let go too (and I’ll let go) ‘Cause no one’s hurt me more than you And no one ever will…”

Lauryn Hill – “Ex-Factor”

Ororo Munroe pulled down on her white off-the-shoulder dress to make sure that her thighs weren’t too revealing. She purposely chose the Kenyan couture look because it made her silky dark mahogany skin pop with her silvery-white hair. She flat-ironed her curly mane before braiding it into several long braids the week before. When she undid her handiwork, her tresses cascaded down her back like a soft cloudy dream.

“I hope these damn speeches don’t drag on tonight,” a gruff voice said next to her.

Ororo glanced to her left in the back of the private SUV.

Prince Erik Udaku…actually, Ambassador Erik Udaku-Stevens, sat next to her with his lip twisted into a scowl as he stared out of his passenger side window. Erik’s dark locs were twisted in three thick cornrows tied in the back. His suit was tailor-made by the finest sartorial hands in Birnin Bashenga, an eastern city in Wakanda. He sat his right hand on his knee and she saw the onyx and vibranium ring on his finger that once belonged to his father, the beloved N'Jobu Udaku. The Rebel War Dog. Erik’s feral eyes met hers and a sly smile crept over his lush lips as he took in her dress.

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Y’all this is a off brand Rex from Victorious 😭😭

I mean, they’re not wrong😗

Can we talk about this person thread? Aka Captain America: Civil Acrylics😂😭. These memes are officially out of hand lmfaooo

Ooo let me go get my tea ready to sip ☕️🫖

Best Kept Secret

Lakeith Stanfield x Black!O.C

Au!

Preview

Warnings:

Swearing/Cursing

Allusions to infidelity

Age gap

A.N: I'm not really sure about this because I haven't written in a while so whether or not I'll actually go on and make this a series will depend on the reception. Enjoy though❤

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They'd been arguing for about an hour. Yelling at each other and throwing stuff all over the car. Before that they'd been laughing their asses off, for a good 10 minutes too. Until his phone rang and she threatened to throw it out into the rain.

At least that's how Amara thinks it went down by the looks of it. Her mom's car's only close enough to see the whole thing go down, too far for her to hear anything. All she can hear is Me and Your Mama by Childish Gambino blasting through the radio. She purses her lips when the woman leaves the car. She knows its her fault.

Although to be fair, Amara had no idea that Lakeith was with his wife this weekend, let alone in the same grocery store parking lot. She only saw his face clearly after Nia started playing with his blinkers and started yelling. She actually called to joke about seeing a guy who looks a lot like him in the parking lot.

But she called at the wrong time.

Amara grimaces as her eyes follow Nia who storms off into the store, probably to get herself a bottle of wine to calm her down. She turns her head back to Lakeith's car to find him frowning at her from across the lot. "Fuck," she mutters, scrambling to find a mask and her sunglasses. She quickly slips them on and slides down her seat, hiding behind the steering wheel in shame.

She checks stares at her phone waiting for him to call or send a lengthy text about how much trouble she was in.

Nothing.

Maybe he left, she thinks to herself. She shifts her body, positioning just enough to take a peek at his car. There's no one there. "Maybe he followed her into the store," she says.

A knock on the window startles her but she doesn't look immediately. She's afraid it's him. "God, I know we don't have the best relationship and that I haven't been to church in years, but please God, I am begging you to not let it be Lakeith," she silently prays as she turns her head slowly.

It's her mother. And she looks pissed.

"Thank you Lord," Amara chuckles as she opens her window. "Yes ma?" Her mother rolls her eyes. "Vula iminyango. Ziyasinda ezizinto," her mom demands. "Yes ma." Amara happily obliges, even getting out of the car to help her mother with the groceries.

After putting the bags in the trunk, the women are back in the car, ready to go. Right before Amara starts the car, her phone dings with a notification.

It's a text from Lakeith.

Sunset hotel in 2 hours. DO NOT BE LATE!

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@ramp-it-up

Let me know if I should keep going and if you wanna be on the taglist❤

Swear ts is EXHAUSTING 🙄😪

A Guide for Non-POC Writers On When To Tag White!Reader

Hey Non POC writers here’s a little advice on when to tag your fics as White!Reader instead of just Reader.

1. If you use any white coded language in the fic (ie, blushing, white knuckling, running fingers through reader’s hair, describing skin as “creamy”, pink nipples, etc), tag your fic as White!Reader.

2. If you have the reader related in ANY way (unless specifically stated that reader is adopted —although that still raises questions) to a non-POC character in the movie or tv show, tag your fic as White!Reader.

3. If you ONLY use pictures of non-POC women and children in your moodboards (that goes for gifs too), tag your fic as White!Reader.

4. And finally, if you get the sudden urge to give the reader in your fic a name, then it’s no longer a reader and should actually be tagged as an Original Character.

Now if you truly want to know how to be more inclusive in your fics, please by all means, reach out. My inbox is open for any questions you have. A simple Google search can help too. Or you can use my favorite Guide right here.

This is also not up for debate. I’m still going to call out authors on their lack of inclusion in their fics. I’ve said this a thousand times, and I’ll say it a million more: I’M FUCKING TIRED.

Enjoy 2023

Black girls deserve to see themselves in soft aesthetics too. We like Royalcore, Matcha dates, picnics, soft dances, book shopping with our lovers, and even more! We want to be embraced. That’s the types of content I’m making <3