“Macaroons are the epitome of French deserts, they have no equal.” He said enjoying another one. “Though if they aren’t to your liking then try some dolcini, it’s Italian.” He said as he offered the king the small desert.
‘ i am sure you believe that to be true. ’ s o m e t i m e s he cursed his upbringing. to always be respectful —- even if he had rather spit the remaining of the desert into a napkin to discard. now, he barely resisted a nose curl, the disgust rising with each chew.
“ feh ! i’m a TACTICAL GENIUS, baby ! ask anyone ! ( well, maybe not anyone. ask groot– he’s got my back. usually. ) –it was either convince them i was worse than their dummy boss oooor ritualistic sacrifice. “ as outlandish as the tale unfolds it held not even a FLAME to the mammals escapades. leaving those he doesn’t know to WONDER; if bravado carried weight or if lady luck had him in her gracious favor. perhaps a little of both. “ also it’s just ROCKET … or lord rakzoon if you’re feelin’ subject-y. “
the very idea of calling him lord rakzoon was as unappealing as di s a p p o i n t i n g the people who relied on him to be their protector. he doesn’t say as such, he has yet to garner whether this talking animal is someone to be categorised as a friend or foe —– or neither.
‘ this is something that occurs often with you, rocket ? to find yourself in situations that you have to manipulate your way out of ?’
every breath , step & seemingly MUNDANE movement is documented & closely analyzed. THERE WAS NO ROOM FOR MISTAKES , NO SURPRISES. NOT WHEN HE’S COME THIS CLOSE. despite his body’s pleas , he readies himself to lunge only to be cut off by the panther himself. laughter emits from strained chords . what a fool. “ and yet , you have yet to best me ! tell me , t’challa , what beyond your KINGDOM has crumbled beneath your claws ? “
that is right, erik killmonger, my kingdom. i have set my very soul onto this place. i feel the people within my spirit —– praying for my safety & strength. that alone gives me the will power to beat you. i cannot allow you take my throne. for i am their king and i love them as a father loves his child. yet, even as he thinks the truth of his very belief. directs the complete f u r y lit in his gaze upon his opponent. he only speaks what killmonger can understand.
‘ you will see them for yourself when i have reunited you to your ancestors. ’
“convincin’ a group of wackjobs i was ( an evil ) king for awhile? sure, it was REALLY fun. “ right up until he started getting shot at. then it got fun again when he stole that one idiots ship; oh the ups & downs of misadventure!“ … hey don’t look at me with those … JUDGY eyes– we can’t all be BORN kings ya know. “
‘ it is often a wonder you have survived this long. ’ an h o n e s t remark. he has encountered many men who has behaved with similar antics & they are currently fertilising the flowers that have bloomed from their unmarked graves.
‘ tell me, rocket raccoon, how did you manage such a feat ? ’
“ you just don’t UNDERSTAND , do you ? “ words are hissed ‘tween shallow breaths , his body aching , pleading him to rest. yet , his feet remain cemented to the earth & his fists raised towards his opponent : ignoring flamed lungs he steps forward. HE WAS GOING TO WIN , THERE WAS NO OTHER OUTCOME. none that he would accept , that is. there’s a beat , a cracked - tooth is spat onto the soil , a BLOODIED grin taking it’s place , “ YOU CAN’T BEAT ME. “
he estimated two cracked ribs. splintered enough to cause a shooting pain to spark along his side when he breathed in too deeply —— not enough to hinder him f u l l y. an ache formed at the base of the neck. flesh tender at his chest & jawline. a ringing in his ears. it had been so l o n g since he had to exert so much will, strength, & spirit into a fight. no matter how much he learned, how long he trained, how far he pushed his body beyond what is capable, erik killmonger will still be his match.& he hated the very thought of it.
‘ that is your problem, n’jadaka,’ he nearly growls through the metallic coated tongue. ‘ you believe it is impossible to beat you, yet i have been trained to see the impossible crumble by my claws. ’
i am not the black panther/t'challa. please remember that what he says or does is no way associated with me. i am not affiliated with marvel or marvel comics. icons are made by me. content on this blog outside of writing are not mine unless stated otherwise. screencaps from screencapped & from downloaded comics.
WAKANDA LAW
I. VERISON. my main arc for this blog is the comic version (616) of black panther. i have an MCU side verse available to those that want to write with tchalla in the mcu side of things.
II. COMIC. i am up to date on all of t'challa main comic run. there are a few comics that i pretend never existed. which are; black panther 2016 issue #166 onwards. black panther long live the king. some aspects of secret war & Illuminati.
III.DIFFERENCES. my mcu version does not agree with the accords - never has. never will be. i won’t write him agreeing with them in any AU.
the black panther suit in mcu is similar to that of 616 - it doesn’t have the revealed eyes in the mask nor does it have the silver lining (this is more towards civil war than the black panther movie)
the only love interest that tchalla has in mcu is his love for his country and people. i will put this here just in case but if nakia turns out to be his love interest and a dora milaje - that’s not happening on this blog.
IV. CONTENT. both mun and muse are twenty-one+. there will be content on this blog that will be nsfw. (gore, sex, death, blood, etc.) this blog will be pan-fandom but semi-exclusive and selective as the mun has a very busy life outside of tumblr. while i am not entirely mutuals only blog i will show preference to them when it comes to interaction.
V. NOTE. i will be heavily plot based in terms of interaction as black panther strong traits is the fact that he is always two steps ahead of enemies and three ahead of friends.
VI. REMINDER. i will not hold back my muse for the sake of yours. if you insult him or overstep his boundaries. he will physically retaliate. t'challa see’s what kind of person your muse is in the form of one on one battle. do not be surprised if he eggs you on in a fight if he is in costume. the man in a tux is completely different.
VII. FOLLOW. i do have a following limit. due to a busy life - a fast moving dash will just add stress that i honestly do not need or want. however i will keep an eye on blogs & will follow when i go on a monthly unfollowing-spree. (note; i do often break this rule.)
VIII. MAINS. i am open to having mains, ship exclusivity, and general exclusivity. if i am for example have your muse as a main - then you are my go-to with interactions but i am allowed to send in memes to other characters and follow them. if we are ship or general exclusivity. i follow and only do the things with your character. please be aware that if you do ask i can decline - there will always be a reason.
IX. NO HATE. you got nothing nice to say. then don't say it.
ORIGIN
GENERAL .
NAME. t’challa, son of t’chaka. NICKNAME(S). damisa sarki, cat-man, the panther, luke charles, orphan king, haramu-fal, king of the dead, mr okonkwo, the client, great cat, panther devil, AGE. thirty-seven. SPECIES.human, blessed human.
PERSONAL .
MORALITY. lawful / neutral / CHAOTIC. ━━━ GOOD / neutral / evil. RELIGIOUS BELIEF. wakanda (the orisha’s) SINS. envy / greed / LUST / GLUTTONY / sloth / PRIDE / WRATH VIRTUES.chastity / humility / CHARITY / DILIGENCE / kindness / PATIENCE / temperance. PRIMARY GOALS IN LIFE. to ensure wakanda remains alive, protected, striving, & theirs. LANGUAGES KNOWN. multilingual. fluent in his native tongue, english, spanish, latin (galiac), & hieroglyphics SECRETS. he has never wanted the throne - he would have been content being in the labs or teaching. him joining the avengers etc was to see if they are a threat - him staying was his own way of rebelling (doing what he wanted) without giving up the throne/straying from what he is meant to do. SAVVIES. tactician, strategist, and leader - the man has a plan to take out all friends & foes. contingency plans for any problem that may arise. polymath genius and has an eidetic (aka photographic) memory. master tracker and hunter. has highly influential connections and diplomatic immunity.
PHYSICAL .
BUILD. scrawny / bony / slender / fit / ATHLETIC / curvy / herculean / pudgy / average / MUSCLED. HEIGHT. 6′0″ HAIR. short, brown almost black hair. SCARS / BIRTHMARKS. birth mark on his inner left thigh. scars from fights, brawls, & combing through wildlife pre-black panther stages. ABILITIES / POWERS. divine empowerment, black panther knowledge, superhumanly acute senses, peak human strength, peak human speed, stamina, durability, agility, and reflexes. healing ability, necromancy, and hyper-cosmic awareness. master martial artist. master acrobat. expert marksman. inventor, tracker, and hunter. RESTRICTIONS. due to his heightened senses, bright lights, loud noises, & strong smells can potentially overwhelm him. he is still human - not immortal. so he can die from old age or a sickness that belies wakandan intelligence or his high immunity/healing.
SENSES .
SCENT(S). blue lotus. earthen spices and the blazing sun casts across the soil. leather being pounded into a rhythmic beat. the scent of feasts and of fasts. the aroma of faded incense burned and worshipped to the gods & goddess. the waft of herbal teas and remedy medicines filled with rustic grasses and flowers, ground and pressed. musk with a whisp of clean cologne and the barely whispered taste of jasmine. roaring metallic tinge with the scent of wild forest & cool refreshing spring.
SOUND(S). a roar echoing across the african plane. vibrations of an engine. nails scratching across a chalk chalkboard. the swift sound of wind through the trunks of a forest. tribal drums. the low hum of a deep african voice. purrs deep within a cat content. fingers gliding across a keyboard.
SIGHT(S). a vacant village overrun by forest. a vast land of sand. dazzlingly lights hung across a large room. reflecting its shimmering glow. the sun rising over a river. skyscrapers & tall buildings. an armory shrouded in shadows. alleyway filled with cats. the tail end of a panther through afraican grass. three am lit room, with wall windows, scattered tools about the room. a rock hidden amongst the shadows, a butterfly resting peacefully atop.
SENSATION(S). fingers brushed against leather. smooth juts of a block of mineral. toes sunken deep into the sand. adrenaline pumped through the body in excitement and nervousness. the rush of victory.
THE GODS ARE DEAD ARC
deviates from 616. personal canon.
set or seth is a god of the desert, storms, disorder, violence, and foreigners. not one of the orisha’s that the wakandan’s worship. in spite & in the carnage of the old religion being spun through the doors opened across wakanda. seth took revenge upon the orisha’s (bast, thoth, pitah, mujaji, and kokou) by setting his sights on wakanda. t'challa, king & black panther, has worked with changmire & the elders to sedate seth and bring forth the gods of their old. but his wrath has ventured beyond africa. now t'challa, amongst friends & foes, have to work together to fight a god.
LONG LIVE THE KING
comic timeline with some changes.
black panther. is the ancestral ceremonial title of t’challa, the king of wakanda. t’challa splits his time between protecting his kingdom, with the aid of his elite female royal guard, the dora milaje, and helping protect the entire world, as a member of superhero teams such as the avengers and the ultimates. the african nation wakanda is the most technologically advanced society on the globe. it sits upon a large deposit of an extremely rare natural resource called vibranium. wakanda long boasted of having never been conquered, but recent events - a biblical flood that killed thousands, a coup orchestrated by doctor doom, an invasion by the villain thanos—have humbled the kingdom.
THE NEW KING OF WAKANDA
post black panther mcu movie.
after the events of civil war. t’challa returned back home, in time to bury his father’s body. a ceremonial passing that occurred within the heart of wakanda. within the timeframe of the ritual, t’challa would have undergone the passages to officially become the king of wakanda, leader of the panther tribe, and the black panther. t’challa will fight wakandan’s finest champions (this can go for days) and only when he has defeated them that he will embark on a journey to the jungle to seek the sacred heart-shaped herb, obtaining it and facing the judgement of the panther god bast. it is only then that the prince of wakanda can fully claim his right to the throne.
THERE IS NO DARK. ONLY GREY.
star wars crossover verse.
Mr Okonkwo. founder of the resistance & member of the republic, leader of his tribe. a nation of warrior women and men that occupy the planet bast. he joined the resistance purely to use their intelligence and weaponry to find his brother who had been taken from his family & forced to join as a stormtrooper. t’challa has studied all possible fighting skills of the galaxy. trained with the best & fought the best. he is not a jedi & is unable to use the force. he has worked his whole life tirelessly to bring his only remaining family back home while supporting the band of people that look up to him as a leader, & dealing business to fund the resistance.
MASTER OF THE SEAS.
potc and black sails crossover verse.
t’challa, born to t’chaka, the leader of the wakandan nation on an uncharted island. lived in privacy & secluded from the rest of the world. until the day his father was murdered on board of the bast. killed by a man named klaw, a one-handed pirate ordered to murder the leader to gather the precious and expensive resource - vibranium. once news travelled back of the death of the once king of wakanda. t’challa embarked on his own ship in search of the man named klaw. set on revenge and fueled by rage. he fell in love, became a man, & returned home with half the crew members he left with. he earned the title of king, leader of the warrior nation & captain of the panther crew. spending his days protecting his homeland from invaders & venturing out at sea.
WE ARE A SPIRITUAL NATION. BORN TO FIGHT.
shadowhunters crossover verse.
the udaku’s are a very old & powerful family of shadowhunters. centuries ago, the first udaku, bashenga, found his tribe overrun by demons - after defeating them he shortly began his training to become a shadowhunter. from there he built an african institute in wakanda. each daughter and son at a young age, would begin training to become a shadowhunter. to protect africa from demons & unruly downworlders. t’challa, son of t’chaka, along with his sister shuri are the last of the udaku line. both trained to become fierce warriors & leaders. t’challa earned the right to the title of head of the wakandan shadowhunters & has spent from his early twenties to present overseeing the institute and leading the panther tribe. which has often lead him to wonder globally - appearing into other institutes about the world - & joining up with other teams.
IT IS MORE THAN MAGIC. ITS SPIRITUAL.
harry potter crossover verse.
this is my main arc for any type of magical blogs. whether that be the harry potter fandom (marauders era included), magic oc’s, witches of east end, and any other magic like fandoms. this is not a group verse nor a private one. it is for anyone who wishes to write in this arc. please note that most information (aside from the incorporation of wakanda/t’challa) are taken from here. [ info. here.
HIGH COURT OF LIES & WE RUN THIS TOWN.
two exclusive verses with viduamor.
a shift of power. the hand upon the england throne is shakey. the struggle to govern, to reign, to see to the protection of their people have caught the attention of a king of a mythical nation. one that seeks an alliance with the queen who attempts to take control. this peace will bring the two kingdoms together and unearth the courts lies, betrayals, spies, and traitors hidden beneath warm smiles and welcoming presences.
an elite mob run by someone who knows the in's and outs of the superheroes that make it their dutie to put an end to thugs such as himself. but now is different. they have met their match. when this particular mob starts to branch out across the ocean, towards africa, t'challa steps in. finding himself allied and undercover with none other than natalia romanoff.
set or seth is a god of the desert, storms, disorder, violence, and foreigners. not one of the orisha’s that the wakandan’s worship. in spite & in the carnage of the old religion being spun through the doors opened across wakanda. seth took revenge upon the orisha’s (bast, thoth, pitah, mujaji, and kokou) by setting his sights on wakanda. t'challa, king & black panther, has worked with changmire & the elders to sedate seth and bring forth the gods of their old. but his wrath has ventured beyond africa. now t'challa, amongst friends & foes, have to work together to fight a god.
black panther. is the ancestral ceremonial title of t’challa, the king of wakanda. t’challa splits his time between protecting his kingdom, with the aid of his elite female royal guard, the dora milaje, and helping protect the entire world, as a member of superhero teams such as the avengers and the ultimates. the african nation wakanda is the most technologically advanced society on the globe. it sits upon a large deposit of an extremely rare natural resource called vibranium. wakanda long boasted of having never been conquered, but recent events - a biblical flood that killed thousands, a coup orchestrated by doctor doom, an invasion by the villain thanos—have humbled the kingdom.
after the events of civil war. t’challa returned back home, in time to bury his father’s body. a ceremonial passing that occurred within the heart of wakanda. within the timeframe of the ritual, t’challa would have undergone the passages to officially become the king of wakanda, leader of the panther tribe, and the black panther. t’challa will fight wakandan’s finest champions (this can go for days) and only when he has defeated them that he will embark on a journey to the jungle to seek the sacred heart-shaped herb, obtaining it and facing the judgement of the panther god bast. it is only then that the prince of wakanda can fully claim his right to the throne.
Mr Okonkwo. founder of the resistance & member of the republic, leader of his tribe. a nation of warrior women and men that occupy the planet bast. he joined the resistance purely to use their intelligence and weaponry to find his brother who had been taken from his family & forced to join as a stormtrooper. t’challa has studied all possible fighting skills of the galaxy. trained with the best & fought the best. he is not a jedi & is unable to use the force. he has worked his whole life tirelessly to bring his only remaining family back home while supporting the band of people that look up to him as a leader, & dealing business to fund the resistance.
t’challa, born to t’chaka, the leader of the wakandan nation on an uncharted island. lived in privacy & secluded from the rest of the world. until the day his father was murdered on board of the bast. killed by a man named klaw, a one-handed pirate ordered to murder the leader to gather the precious and expensive resource - vibranium. once news travelled back of the death of the once king of wakanda. t’challa embarked on his own ship in search of the man named klaw. set on revenge and fueled by rage. he fell in love, became a man, & returned home with half the crew members he left with. he earned the title of king, leader of the warrior nation & captain of the panther crew. spending his days protecting his homeland from invaders & venturing out at sea.
the udaku’s are a very old & powerful family of shadowhunters. centuries ago, the first udaku, bashenga, found his tribe overrun by demons - after defeating them he shortly began his training to become a shadowhunter. from there he built an african institute in wakanda. each daughter and son at a young age, would begin training to become a shadowhunter. to protect africa from demons & unruly downworlders. t’challa, son of t’chaka, along with his sister shuri are the last of the udaku line. both trained to become fierce warriors & leaders. t’challa earned the right to the title of head of the wakandan shadowhunters & has spent from his early twenties to present overseeing the institute and leading the panther tribe. which has often lead him to wonder globally - appearing into other institutes about the world - & joining up with other teams.
this is my main arc for any type of magical blogs. whether that be the harry potter fandom (marauders era included), magic oc’s, witches of east end, and any other magic like fandoms. this is not a group verse nor a private one. it is for anyone who wishes to write in this arc. please note that most information (aside from the incorporation of wakanda/t’challa) are taken from 
a shift of power. the hand upon the england throne is shakey. the struggle to govern, to reign, to see to the protection of their people have caught the attention of a king of a mythical nation. one that seeks an alliance with the queen who attempts to take control. this peace will bring the two kingdoms together and unearth the courts lies, betrayals, spies, and traitors hidden beneath warm smiles and welcoming presences.
