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.
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.
“ 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. ”
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 .
❛ ——— 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 ). ——— ❜
I N D E P E N D E N T B O O K C A N O N B A S E D 𝒀 𝑮 𝑹 𝑰 𝑻 𝑻 𝑬 R O L E P L A Y ( note to non-roleplaying blogs: please do not reblog ♥ )
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.