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forgottengoddess:

headcanon meme // accepting // @blackpanthcr

  •         For every holiday, Ororo bakes. It’s been a long running tradition since being an X-Men, and since someone taught her how, and that didn’t change once she married T’Challa. She would set up in the kitchen, and bake for the entirety of the week, and most of the things she baked during their marriage, she donated and gave away to Wakandan families, and surrounding cities, and orphanages. But she always made sure that she saved just enough for T’Challa, or she would bake something specific just for him.
  •         One year Ororo bought T’Challa a panther onsie pajama for his birthday ( because she’s hilarious ) and she laughed the entire time he spent opening the gift. It even had a hood with ears, and a tail, and she got T’Challa to maybe wear it once, but it didn’t stay on for very long.
  •         Ororo would try to sneak attack her husband, even though she knows that’s basically impossible to do. It would be anything from hiding in a closet to surprise him, or literately dropping out of the air. He always knew she was there, and he’d always catch her. On the rare occasions she did successed, she’s sure that he let her get the upper hand. And it’s not like he didn’t do the same. They’re both extremely playful, but sometimes it means they were late for a couple meets.
  •         Before any serious press conference where they had to be out in public for some reason or another, Ororo would intentionally attempt to get T’Challa turned out. She’d either do this by letting him get a glimpse of lingerie sets she’s wearing underneath, by whispering things she planned on doing to him, or wanted him to do to her on the ride there, and if they’re at a meeting, her hand placement is always very deliberate.
  •         There were plants everywhere while they lived together. I think T’Challa probably tried getting her a bouquet once, and quickly learned that potted plants were the better option, and he’s caught her more than once talking to the plants.
  •          When it’s raining, Ororo likes to go outside and just dance. A lot of the times she’ll drag T’Challa out with her to dance, and for her it’s such a stress relief. 
  •           When they first met, T’Challa has played the flute for her. One anniversary, she bought him a new one.

“ Is there anything else you want to show me? “



silverskins:

wonder woman starters. // @blackpanthcr

she’s standing small and quiet beside the door, allowing t’challa to roam her apartment as if it were his own. clean, pristine ( for the most part, ), a boot of hers in the corner, a glove on the kitchen counter—it’s one thing to fight beside someone like him by nightfall, stomaching any feelings that may get in the way of catching a fist, avoiding any and all distractions—but it also took a great deal of trust to welcome not only a KING, but a friend, and perhaps something more into your safe space, home.

chuckling softly, anastasia slipped her hands into her back pockets, wandering into her cozy living room where nothing but moonlight lit the area due to the big windows lining the main wall; crystal clear and soft shades of lavender against hardwood floors.

  “ my room is off to the left of the den, it’s a bit messy but you’re, ah… you’re welcome to look. kitchen to the right—if needed, the spare key is on top of the door frame outside, or there’s a rooftop entrance. did you want anything–coffee? tea?  the mutant hummed before carefully perching on the arm of her beige cough, gaze fixated on the back of t’challa’s skull.

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  “ i just… t’challa… i thought it was kinda time to show you where i live, sleep, eat, another light laugh, cue her hand hooking upon the back of her neck, full lips parting as she tried to find some more words to piece together.

  “ if something happens to me, or if i’m not answering my phone—i know its been a while, but this is the first place you need to look, for me. in case something happens, or if i’m hurt, you—you bring me back here, t’challa, this is a safe space. you have full permission to come here, stay here, if you ever needed it. a pause, lips curling into a soft smile.  i’m picking a lot of fights, getting close to ending a few—-i trust you, with everything, with my life, it was time to show you another part of my life not a lot of people get to see.

supercanaries:

I am no longer welcome in your country, as I understand. But do not tell me you own the skies now as well? (A+X #3)

Amortentia



varakaar-deactivated20180106:

      Send “Amortentia” for what smells my character
                                     associates with yours.

                                                     not - accepting.


  • Blue Lotus : an ancient fragrance only afforded by the royalty in egypt – it was considered , bottled prestige . its a deep scent , but lightly floral , not in a feminine way despite being worn by Cleopatra – it’s a musk , like the deep woods at night , slickened by the slightest down of Fog. It fades , and sneaks back , a subtle but potent fragrance that very well translates his high esteem. 
  • Musk :  be it animal adaptation or the masculine perpetuated heightened testosterone levels ( given his rank and duties , the possibility of both are high ) , it’s deeply alluring but not necessarily sensual, it has power in its pungency, thick & cloying without having an unpleasant presence .  she’s drawn to it , like moth to flame . an attribution of his strength . 
  • Jasmine : another floral but again, light — there’s no weakness in the Native plant life of Wakanda , originally a high trade item out of Ethiopia , the flowers flourish in all parts of the beautiful nation , carrying on the back of a summer breeze , this sweet scent , calming , like a protector in the night it is a constant, reminiscent of times long since past with retention for the present. it is beautiful ,  truly , and persistent . 

icebearisproudofyou:

why did australia get pokemon go first they already have real life creatures ready to attack them around every turn

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arcusignis:
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❛ ——— There is 𝗙𝗢𝗫 in her, a 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒍𝒆𝒅 up copper wire that ( B I N D S ) her backbone together, a hint of 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝒹, the cut of 𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒, eyes that 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉 at everything, a smile all full of ( M Y S T E R Y ), of 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝓎𝒻𝓊𝓁𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈, with feet that (...

arcusignis:


❛  ——— There is 𝗙𝗢𝗫 in her, a 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒍𝒆𝒅 up copper wire that ( B I N D S ) her backbone together, a hint of 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝒹, the cut of 𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒, eyes that 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉 at everything, a smile all full of ( M Y S T E R Y ), of 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝓎𝒻𝓊𝓁𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈, with feet that ( C A R R I E D ) her through nights that 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈 with the 𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐋 of hunting. you cannot 𝓉𝒶𝓂𝑒 her. don’t 𝑩𝑬𝑻𝑹𝑨𝒀 her trust. don’t send her ( R U N N I N G ). ——— ❜

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