Throws a ball of yarn his way.



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             ❛  we do not share the same humour, quicksilver.   

don't tell this to my master, but you may just surpass Anakin Skywalker.



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              ❛  you have my word your master will not hear off your thoughts from me.   

*taps mic* excuse me, are you aware of how ridiculously good looking you are during action sequences? it rivals natasha romanoff, possibly even surpasses.



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                 ❛  i thank you for the  c o m p l i m e n t  but one cannot simply out do natasha romanoff.  

I used to be addicted to soap, but I'm clean now.



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          ❛  ———may i suggest humour lesson from hawkeye or spiderman. they seem to have mastered the art of effortless puns.  

Does T'challa keep panthers in his home? I know they're considered sacred in a way, like how Ancient Egyptians kept cats because they were sacred and they protected from evil spirits, but is it the same way in Wakanda?



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              ❛  you are correct, the panthers are sacred to wakanda. they are, like us all, touched by the goddess bast. to harm or kill one is to  d e f y  our goddess. but they are not to be tamed as house cats. they belong in the wild, free to roam the royal palace, & wakanda. there have been many that have chosen to stay with the royal family yet they are not touched by domestication.  

puts a flower crown on his head uwu



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              ❛  ——-was there a purpose to  t h i s?  

King T'Challa, who was the first person you fell for?



                    i was alone. heading on my walkabout. i was excited by the prospect. a chance to test my survival skills. and a chance to be my own man, unburdened by title or expectation. and perhaps, a chance to make a true friend.

as a prince, he had many companions, young men and women who claimed to be his friend. after time, the young prince could discern those that were blinded by royalty and those that didn’t. there were not many outside of the royal family that was true at heart in their motives. 

it was on his walkabout that he found his true love. he had been with girls before. but none held a candle to the wind rider.

of all the things i saw on my journey….nothing compared to the first sight of her.

he could remember the instant attraction, the undeniable and all consuming desire he had for her. t’challa was entranced with her beauty, her intelligence, her strength, her courage, and the morals of a pocket thief.  

it was his anger, his need to take revenge upon his father murderer that pulled them apart. he was a foolish boy. just a boy who fell in love at the wrong time.

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                    ❛  it is no secret that the woman that  c a p t u r e d  my heart was ororo   

damisa sarki

i feel my ancestors in my blood. i am a body of people that are asking not to be forgotten.

my name is my nature

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