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People don’t take black women with depression or a mental illness seriously. We’re just written off as another angry black woman. Which is why I’m hardly ever honest about my struggle with my own depression. No one believes me. Or even if they believe me, the assumption is that as a black girl, I’m used to living a hard life. So I should be able to handle anything after a couple of nice words & a pat on the back. The truth is though I hurt too much, too fast, too easily. I’ve attempted to take my life twice and I struggle with getting out of bed every morning. I smile and sometimes I’m really really happy. But sometimes I break and everything feels like disaster.

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some of y'all never had crushes on unromanceable npcs and it shows

Warning: fluffy fluff, T’Challa being a lovesick fool but he’s our lovesick fool, T’Chaka is alive, Very non-canon. *I also slipped in a “Fresh Prince” reference so anyone who peeps it gets a gold star *

“Seems like every time I get the chance
I lose my cool and I blow it
And I get all tongue tied
Lost in your eyes
I’m a fool and I know it” - Chris Brown

A/N: I know it has been 5ever since I posted something but I’m back, y’all! I hope y’all enjoy this!

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“Yo did I miss it?! Did I miss it?! Yo Please tell I did not miss this shit!” Erik plopped himself next to Shuri as they observed T’Challa who was standing a great distance from you.

Shuri shook her head, giggling a little. “Nope. He is still working up the courage to talk to her. I bet you 10 dollars he says something stupid and has to make a hasty exit.”

“I bet you 20 he freezes before he can say any dumb shit.”

Shuri shook hands with Erik. “You are on, cousin.”

Yes, T’Challa’s little sister and cousin are making a bet on how he is going to fail at asking you out this time. The poor prince had an ongoing crush on you, a beautiful and tough war dog. You were sweet but weren’t hesitant to fuck shit up when necessary. His crush was obvious while you were harder to read. Everyone knew T’Challa had feelings for you except you. You thought the prince never wanted to talk to you because you seemed more intimidating than you meant to. You turned around and spotted T’Challa slowly coming closer to you. You had to get rid of your resting bitch face so you decided to smile at him and salute.

“Yam nkosana. How are you this afternoon?”

T’Challa blinked rapidly, looking stunned in his spot. He was completely frozen staring at you and you got scared you did something. You waved a hand in his face.

“My prince?” You questioned full of concern.

Erik cackled in the distance but you didn’t hear him. “BWAHAHA I KNEW THIS NIGGA WAS GOING TO FREEZE! PAY THE FUCK UP, PRINCESS!”

Shuri murmured out of annoyance while shuffling through her little purse. “The one time I have a little bit of faith in T’Challa, he disappoints me. Ugh.”

Zoya, one of your fellow War Dogs, ran up to you tugging on your wrist.“Y/N! We need you to discuss the mission plans! Nakia and Asha have two different ideas on how we go about it! They are fighting, as always.” Zoya looked at the prince and developed an embarrassed expression on her face. “Yam nkosana! Nice to see you, as always! Sorry to interrupt but we really need Y/N.” She saluted him and it took T’Challa a few seconds to register his current situation and saluted back hesitantly. 

He gulped hard, focusing his attention on Zoya. “Nice to see you as well, Zoya. And you are free to go on and take her away.”

She smiled then grabbed your hand leading away from the Prince before you could get a chance to say bye. 

‘Free to go on and take me away?’ You thought sadly. He didn’t speak to you at all. You probably smiled too wide and creeped him out. Nice going, Y/N.

Meanwhile, Prince T’Challa was repeatedly slapping his forehead in frustration. Why couldn’t he just ask you out? What was so difficult? He would be ready to do it then becomes speechless when he gets your attention. He’s a fool and he knows it.

“Really nigga? You really said “free to go on and take her away?” How stupid are you?” Erik shook his head and clicking his tongue in disapproval. “You’re the first in line to become king and you can’t talk to a female.”

“Please, N’Jadaka.” T’Challa groaned out of annoyance.

Shuri piped up. “He’s right, T’Challa. How do you expect to find your future queen if you can’t even say hi to a woman?”

Erik began to cackle. “I’m not complaining. Shit, if this nigga doesn’t reproduce, I’m closer to getting the throne.”

T’Challa grew frustrated. “I do not need this.” He began to walk away when his cousin grabbed him by his bicep.

“All jokes aside, you need help talking to her? I can help you.”T’Challa eyed him skeptically and Shuri shook her head in disapproval. His thug cousin from Oakland giving him advice on courting a woman? That had to be the mother of bad ideas. “See, all you gotta do is-“

“No, no, no. Do not listen to him! The way he talks to women will not get a date with Y/N. I guarantee that!” Shuri glared at Erik causing him to suck his teeth. “I can tell you what to do.”

“Nah! You can’t seriously be taking advice from a 13 year old!”

Shuri scoffed, clearly offended. “How dare you? I am 16!”

“16 seconds past 13. Congrats on finally being a teenager.” Erik turned back to T’Challa. “Like I was saying, all you gotta do is-“

“Enough!” T’Challa shut him down and both of his relatives looked stunned. “I will be fine. I do not need the advice, thank you.” He walked away muttering out of irritation and the other two royals watched him. Erik shook his head, sucking his teeth.

“He’s gonna fuck up again.”

“Yes he is.”

They were absolutely right. Once you came around T’Challa again at the council meeting discussing the war operations with the king, the prince turned into a babbling, flustered mess as Erik and Shuri watched in amusement. When the meeting came to an end, he mentally berated himself for his repeated fuck up. 

The king observed his son with concern. “My son, what is going on with you?”

He sighed. “Nothing, Baba. I’m just tired.”

“Tired of being a pussy nigga.” Erik muttered under his breath and laughed at his own statement.

The king was genuinely confused. “What was that, N’Jadaka?”

“Unc, he has a crush on one of the war dogs, Y/N. I think it’s pretty obvious which one is her. He can’t even talk to her.”

King T’Chaka cooed in understanding and chuckled. “Ahh I see. I was worried that she was too intimidating for you. I was about to send her away.”

“Don’t do that!” T’Challa responded quickly, raising the eyebrows of the remaining family members. He regained composure and cleared his throat. Shuri rolled her eyes speaking up.

“Even though it is very entertaining watching you make a fool out of yourself, it is also sad. You must court her soon.” Shuri turned her father. “He doesn’t know how to talk to her and rejected our advice.”

The king chuckled again. “Because he needs the advice of his father who has been happily married for years now.”

“No offense, Unc, but you got with Auntie like 100 years ago. This is 2018. Getting women is different now.” Erik came up to T’Challa, getting his attention. “I’m telling you, T, all you gotta do is-“T’Challa held up his hand ceasing his cousin’s talking. 

“No offense, cousin, but I will take my father’s advice. He is married to a wonderful woman like my mother.”

King T’Chaka smiled widely at his son’s words. “It is very simple. You are a prince! You are born to be suave and confident! Women love that. Your mother certainly did.” He leaned closer to his son. “Remind her that you are royalty. Heir to the throne! Brag about yourself!”

“Mhmmm I shall do that. Thank you, Father.”

T’Challa went on to take his father’s advice and it did not work at all. You were feeling the confidence until it turned into arrogance.

“So what are you trying to say?” You had your arms folded with an obvious scowl present on your face. “Are you insinuating that I’m some kind of gold digger?”

T’Challa’s eyes widened in shock. “No! Not at all! I am just saying I’m heir to the throne and will be the Black Panther. I’m more than suitable to be your companion.”

You snorted shaking your head. “Wow. I thought you were a nice and humble man. I guess I was wrong.” You walked away, disappointed that your crush turned out to be an ass. You saluted Queen Ramonda as you walked past her and she stared at her son in confusion.

“What did you do to Y/N? She seems very upset.” She observed your departing form as she walked up to her son.

T’Challa sighed deeply slapping his forehead. “I messed up again, Mama.”Erik, Shuri, and W’Kabi approached T’Challa from behind with a mix of amused and disappointed expressions.

“Wow I guess Baba’s advice didn’t work.” Erik smirked sarcastically at his cousin. “Are you ready to hear some real nigga advice or what?”

The queen’s eyebrows furrowed, displaying her puzzlement. “What advice did your Baba give you?”

“He said he approached you confidently and bragged about his status.” T’Challa replied and her mother groaned loudly in response, rolling her eyes.

“That is a lie. That is not how he courted me. He sent his friend to come talk to me and I-“ The queen paused and sucked her teeth in realization. “Who is this woman he bragged to? I will be right back, my children.”The fuming queen turned on her heel and scurried to confront her husband. 

Shuri and Erik followed her and his amused laughter was heard from a distance. “Oh shit! Unc was one of those niggas? Damn shame!”

W’Kabi cleared his throat resting his hand on the poor prince’s shoulder. “Would you like me to tell you how I courted Okoye? It’s very simple. I gave her a gift and asked her out.”

T’Challa turned his attention to his longtime friend and sighed. “What did you give her?”

“I gifted her a rhinoceros. She loved it and fell in love with me. I am sure Y/N will love it too.”

So the smitten prince purchased a rhino for you and was damn near positive this would win you over. You and Okoye are both tough women so of course you guys would both love this pet.

He couldn’t be any more wrong.

T’Challa has approached you to apologize for before and being the sucker you were for him, you accepted his apology. Even though you told him he didn’t have to, he insisted on giving you a gift to make up for it. The prince whistles and at the moment, your life flashed before your eyes. A 5,000 pound rhinoceros came charging towards you and you began to dodge it effectively.

“T’Challa! What is the meaning of this?!” You screeched when you jumped the top of a tree. The beast began to ram into the tree and the stunned prince finally sprung into action.

“I don’t know why it’s acting like this but you love it, yes?” He questioned sheepishly.

“No! I’m terrified of rhinos! You didn’t know that?!” You snapped jumping onto another branch. T’Challa slapped his forehead. Aww fuck. Once the rhino focused its attention on the prince, it began to charge when Okoye appeared between them.

“Berko! What are you doing attacking the prince?! You do not do that! We have discussed this!” Okoye scolded the animal causing it to turn from a ferocious beast to a tame, obedient pet. She sighed feeding him something from her and petted his head as he made a sound of content.

The general smiled softly. “Ahh you were just hungry. Who is the idiot that would let you out without feeding you first?”

T’Challa scratched the back of his neck nervously. “Maybe the culprit is not an idiot and just trying to impress the girl he likes, general. Maybe Y/N, specifically?”

Okoye chuckled still petting the animal. “No if he did that, he is definitely an idiot. Y/N may seem fearless, but she is terrified of rhinos.”

T’Challa threw his hands up in defeat. “Now how was I supposed to know that?!”

Okoye ceased her laughter and looked at her prince astonishingly. “You are the idiot? Bast!”

T’Challa groaned at himself and glanced up at the trees. You were nowhere to be found and he cursed himself. First, he is arrogant, then tries to kill you. Great.

“Let me guess. My beloved husband told you to do this, yam nkosana.” When T’Challa nodded, she snorted. “With all due respect, you two are idiots. Yes, he gave me a rhino as a gift but that’s not what made me fall for him.”

Before he could ask her what did it, Okoye had to rush to attend to an emergency. T’Challa relays the story to Erik and Shuri who shook their heads at his story.

“Nigga, I don’t even know Y/N like that but even I knew she didn’t fuck with rhinos.” Erik sucked his teeth. “And you swear you like her.”

Shuri piped up. “Would you like to hear my advice?”

When T’Challa gave her his full attention, Erik spoke up. 

“Nah hold up! I know you ain’t taking Pipsqueak’s advice before you take mine!”

T’Challa shrugged at his cousin. “She is a girl and so far, listening to the men in relationships is not working. Besides, you are single. What do you know?”

“I’m single by choice!” Erik snapped then sat back and waved him off. “But nah go ahead. Listen to the little girl advice.”

Shuri ignored him and spoke. “Brother, it’s simple. Just be yourself and tell her how you feel.” She proposed causing T’Challa and Erik to blink at her repeatedly. 

Erik scoffed shaking his head.“That is the worst, most cliché bullshit idea ever. For someone with an IQ of 170, that’s disappointing.”

Shuri rolled her eyes in annoyance and T’Challa turned to his cousin sighing. “Fine. Let me hear your idea, N’Jadaka.”

“Yeah. The right idea.” Erik sneered at Shuri and leaned in closer to T’Challa. “You see, all you gotta do is approach shorty like a thug. Women love it when you’re rough with them. They like a nigga who’s gonna tell her to jump and she gonna ask “how high?”

“I’m not sure about this idea.” T’Challa raised an eyebrow skeptically.

“Listen, all you gotta do is act like she’s not the only girl in your eyes. Like you got other options so she’s lucky if you’re entertaining her. It works, trust me.”

“Do not trust him! No women would like that!” Shuri protested when she saw that her older brother was seriously considering Erik’s idea.

Erik put his hand up. “Shut up and let me demonstrate.”

He went on to walk up to one of the maids of the palace while his cousins examined the scene in curiously.

“Prince N’Jadaka.” She saluted.

“What’s up, baby girl? I’ve been thinking about you.” Erik licked his lips and looked her up and down. 

“I was thinking about taking your fine ass out.”The girl glanced away shyly at Erik’s advances. 

“Oh I don’t know…..”

“See ma you keep playing with me and I ain’t got the time for the games and shit. If you ain’t with it, I can easily get another girl.”

The girl’s eyes widened and she shook her head vigorously. “No! No! I will cease the game playing and be your “ma”

The two royal siblings were astonished at how Erik’s tasteless treatment of the maid is actually working for him. So women liked getting disrespected? This was new to T’Challa.

Erik grinned widely. “Aight then. 8 o’clock. We going out and you better be wearing something sexy. Now hurry up and write your number down before I don’t want it no more.”

“Yes, my Prince.” The girl followed his order, smiling timidly and scurried away to tend her duties before the time rolled around for her date. Erik glances at his cousins and smirked brushing off his shoulders.

“And that….” Erik did the Harlem shake. “Is how you do it.”

T’Challa grinned seeing how it played out for his cousin and decided to go with his plan.

Which was a very, very bad idea.

“What is up, baby girl?” T’Challa smirked at you as he placed his arm around your shoulders. You gazed between him and his hand. What the fuck?

“Uh….nothing much since your rhino almost killed me, my prince.”

“Oh shorty, you have the jokes.” He chuckled abnormally and you raised one eyebrow as you saw his eyes surveying one of your fellow war dogs from a distance. You had to resist the urge to punch him right in the neck.

“So I was thinking you and me on a date. If you say no, I can easily find other females to be my ma.” T’Challa continued to smirk as you felt his hand creep up on your posterior. You backed away from him.

“Prince T’Challa!” You hissed staring angrily at him and your face dropped in sadness and disappointment. “Please just leave me alone.”

You ran away from the prince and he watched you run away from him and wiped his face in frustration. How the fuck did Erik’s idea not work when he did a live demonstration?

“T, forget her ass! She wanna play hard to get so damn bad!” Erik shouted when T’Challa approached him and Shuri. The King and Queen appeared along with W’Kabi and Okoye.

“What is all this shouting about?” Queen Ramonda questioned then looked in the distance where you were storming away and groaned. “Oh Bast, T’Challa! Really? You messed this up again?”

“Again?” The king’s eyes widened and glanced at his son. “My son, did my advice not work?”

“Of course it didn’t! That’s not how you courted me, T’Chaka! Do you not recall?”

Okoye hit W’Kabi’s shoulder. “Same with you! Telling him to gift her a rhino! Have you lost your mind?”

Erik rubbed his chin. “You know what? I’m starting to think you didn’t say it right. That’s why shorty rejected you.”

“Enough!” T’Challa’s voice boomed gaining everyone’s attention. “I have taken everyone’s advice and it failed. Now she must want nothing to do with me.”

Shuri raised her hand. “Uh, you did not take my advice.”

“For the last fucking time, fetus, it’s not gonna work.” Erik stretched out a $100 bill. “I put a hunnid on that.”

“I will take that bet, cousin.” Shuri shook hands with Erik and the Queen took her daughter’s hand. “What was your advice, Shuri?”

Shuri sighed out of relief. “I was saying he should just calm down and be himself. Tell her how he feels.”

The Queen smiled at her daughter and looked at her son. “She’s right. That is how your father courted me.” She moved to be right by her husband’s side, grasping his hand. The King brought her hand to his lips, kissing it.“

I didn’t finish my story but I rejected him because he sent his friend to talk to me. I told his friend to tell him to come talk to himself and be himself. The rest is history, my children.”

“As much as my husband is an idiot, he is my idiot and the idiot who stole my heart by being himself.” Okoye kissed W’Kabi on the cheek and looked at the young prince. “Which is what you need to do. If it’s meant to be, she will like you for you.”

The next day, you were by yourself in the training working out your frustrations. You looked up to see Prince T’Challa coming your way and you groaned inwardly. Every time he came near you, it was always some bullshit and you weren’t in the mood. He clearly wasn’t the man you had feelings for.

“My prince, with all due respect, I must not be bothered right now.” You turned your back to him to polish your elbow blades. Hopefully, he could take the hint that you politely told him to fuck off.

“You see, I can not do that.”

You turned around suddenly, stunning him. “Why not? Do you not have “other females” that could attend to your needs? That’s what you told me.” He sighed in response and you continued, clearly frustrated.“Please do not take this as disrespect but what is it with you? First, you come to me bragging about how you are going to be King and all that nonsense, second, you attempt to end my life by sending a rhinoceros to charge towards me, thirdly, you come back with more arrogance and being completely disrespectful. Are you bored or something? What is your mission here? Why are you being so-“

You were cut off by T’Challa’s lips on yours and your eyes widened in shock. You weren’t sure if you wanted to give in or push him away. You didn’t get a chance to decide when he pulled away, staring into your eyes with his deep, mahogany orbs.

“I should’ve kissed you.”

You were even more confused now. “Wait what? How-“

T’Challa interrupted you once again. “I should’ve just kissed you and tell you how I felt instead of pulling these ridiculous schemes to get your attention.” He shook his head, chuckling. “I am sorry, Y/N. I have been trying to ask you on a date and tell you how I like you but I always get nervous so I took a lot of advice that clearly was not effective. Now, I’m taking this one which is being myself. So Y/N, will you please go out with me?”

You beamed at his question and grabbed his face, giving him a big, juicy kiss that he leaned into.“My prince, you can definitely take me out on a date.”

T’Challa grinned widely at your response and turned around, giving the others a thumbs up before taking your hand and leaving the training grounds for your date. 

Yeah, he finally got it right.

“Are you fucking serious?! That Disney Channel bullshit advice actually worked?” Erik threw his hands up in amazement as Shuri, her parents, W’Kabi, and Okoye waved goodbye to the love birds. Shuri smirked, outstretching her hand towards her cousin.

“Pay up please.”

“I’m never making bets with your ass again.” Erik grumbled furiously and slapped the wager in the princess’s hand.

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