t'challa

[bastxvalcr]

❝ are we … discussing this, or are you telling ? ❞ // bucky

there is a surge of wonderment on whether or not he crossed a line. ❝ is it too much ? there could always be adjustments.  ❞ there is a frown of concern laced on his features. perhaps it had been the earlier events that stuck to his mind , reasons for his planning -- although he never suspected how easily it the ideas could come to him. as if he had been waiting for the right moment in all of this 

[bastxvalcr]

groovytelepath‌:

Charles nodded his head sagely. T’Challa was right, he recalled the events of Ultron and how it impacted his students. When the accords came out, Charles was glad that him and his students were not public. Everyone was safe. It was not hard to determine it was the fault of Stark and his attempt to make the world better. Sometimes scientists tended to dive into their hypothesis and not think about whether or not it can be pulled off. 

At least that was the trend he noticed from the brilliant minds he has read. 

“I am always on the edge of caution.” he admitted to the Wakandan king. “My kind are usually targets and I have to do what I can to protect my students at any point.”

his dark eyes glided over to the other , no falsities surrounded the figure -- and he had knowledge of who charles xavier is. he knew of him during his earlier days of attending university in the states, and collected the that the male had a very collective reputation. but his dedication towards his students is one to be respected. 

“  i am aware you have to do what you can to protect your people. even good intentions can be a conflict in disguise. “

[satorussuguru]

@bastxvalcr // t’challa !

“I’m sorry.” It took him a few moments to remember just why he’d muttered an apology out to T’Challa as he kept close to his frame. He had been burning hot one second and the next, he was freezing. His body shivered involuntarily from the fever and lack of effects from a serum that was still present somewhere in his body. When he finally recalled, he added, “I should have just said YES, it’s not like either of us weren’t already on borrowed time.” If he died now, he would regret not giving him the answer when both of them were still well. 

[bastxvalcr]

t’challa has always been a master at concealing his illnesses. never complaining over symptoms -- his concern wasn’t for himself at the current moment. the words spoken by bucky melted the stoic features  ❝ you were allowed time to think, bucky. there were too many things for you to consider .   ❞ he murmured in reassurance as his fingertips brushed over his strands of hair.

[groovytelepath]

“Have to say, Stark always throws quite the party.” Charles murmured to no one in particular, but at least trying to make conversation with anyone sitting near him. 

[bastxvalcr]

❝ he is quite the benefactor. ❞ there is no doubt that tony hosted the party -- it was extravagant -- to every detail. but the appearance did little for the impending dread that beat in his system. ❝ however many should be weary in such times, ❞ he murmured , bad luck always tends to follow tony stark. no matter how well-intentioned.

[gcthambat]

Bruce kept his eyes on the Egyptian temple, looking over the fine details. The temple itself was created in 10BC and only added to the museum after the temple was gifted to America in the late 1900′s. Engraved in the architecture were graphics that he couldn’t see from where he stood but he had seen them in his studies at some point. It wasn’t until he felt a presence next to him that he chose to offer some of the information he knew. In a calm tone, he began with, “Have you ever heard of the Nile god Hapy?”

[bastxvalcr]

it was more than a sense of fascination with t’challa -- the egyptian gods played more of a role in his life spiritually. bast is one of the heavily respected wakanda -- hapy was another familiar in his beliefs. ❝ the god whose flood nurtured the soil for those in the vicinity. ❞ he responded fluidly as his eyes traversed among artifacts. ❝ yes, i am aware of hapy. ❞

[bastxvalcr]

@wolffteeth ( for bucky ! )

there is a feeling of anxiousness that overtook his senses and it occurred when bucky and kobik were no longer in his sights. dark hues scour the area for a sign of them. when he did capture their location and he made his way over to them , subtly avoiding the brushing of any stranger that he managed weave past to reach his destination. his hand laid itself on bucky’s shoulder and whispered to him. 

❝uhlale usondele, kukho i-aura ephazamisayo. ❞ he did explain the vagueness of his visions , but actually being here did very little for his state of mind. and he needed to make bucky aware of this

[bastxvalcr]

t’challa ensured that he obtained knowledge of many languages --- being bilingual could only benefit a monarch seeking to coerce with the outside world. due to the closed off borders and the shunning of other cultures -- any knowledge he wanted , had to be acquired on his own. and it became highly beneficial -- a successful way of keeping their conversations personal. and out of this one -- he had no expectations. though , one thing he did not foresee was the kiss. such a simple gesture uplifted the pressing weight that silently lingered on his heart. “la dernière chose qui serait trop pour moi est vos sentiments. Dès le début, vous avez attiré mon attention et je savais que vous signifieriez beaucoup pour moi. Je ne savais pas combien jusqu'à ce que je commence à te rendre visite. “ and he leaned forward to press another kiss against his lips -- having the desire to seal the distance briefly. there is an unexpected thought , or perhaps it as always existed within. an almost startling revelation, but one that he could be sure of. “ nditshate. “ those two fundamental words were shamelessly spoken with a tenderness carrying in his voice. even though he knew the risk of rejection , his mind refused to silence itself. 

[bastxvalcr]

starportl‌:

“and, so what if i’m not?” she shrugs, before lowering the piece of paper as hands fall to her sides. “i mean, it could be fun. i guess. are you going?”

❝ have you ever attended a gala event ? i am not fond of larger crowds , but the purpose requires for me to attend.  ❞ he offered kindly to the other , he had no ill will with the younger avenger. his qualms lied in the original idiots. 

[bastxvalcr]

@wolffteeth { bucky }

tension has been building on the streets of new york city. , more so with the increase of names popping up from the graves . the champion of bast remained level-headed despite the level of concern he managed to maintain. it wasn’t a difficult task . maintaining stoic at times is more than just a habit , it’s a shield against those to go out of their way to pry him for information. everything in him , including an ominous vision that passed through his mind with the unexpected contact of a civilian through an accidental brush. there was only one symbol that gave away the time of events. the avengers always walked on unstable ground, this will be no different. when he entered the home , an entirely different feeling settled that contradicted the outside world. a sense of home , even if wakanda is out of his reach -- he carried wakanda with him. and the family he made here with bucky and kobik , it had an equal amount of value.

 “ ndisekhaya , “ 

[satorussuguru]

@bastxvalcr / t’challa !

“It just looks like some hotel bullshit, doesn’t it ?” He shifted the child in his arms as he spoke candidly with someone that he’d never seen before. But, he understood why this painting was a strange one and even if for a moment, he figured he could actually offer a little knowledge to a random passer-by. “Doesn’t even look like it’d be Van Gogh but it is. Thing is, it was painted at a time where there wasn’t any optimism, no one was happy. That’s why he LOVED that painting so much. It’s the only one he’s proud of.”

[bastxvalcr]

❝ it is a rather hopeful piece , foreshadowing of a much greater strife. that is how i see this painting -- a gateway in a time of hardship. ❞ t’challa murmured as his dark eyes scoured the familiar detail. a piece he recalled favoring in his time in the states as a student, eyes wide open to the world -- ready  to gain the knowledge his brothers and sisters took a step back from.  ❝ work bred from a difficult time is where it could be the most raw . ❞ his response became so fluid , as if there’s a natural flow of words -- of a conversation conjured from another reality. but as his eyes slid to look at the other, his eyes remain on the him. his cousin , family he wished to save despite the warfare and the trauma his reign left behind. ❝ umzala… ❞  as his mind returned to the present -- it made sense to how hearing that voice would and should not be possible.

[starportl]

“    wait, what exactly is this?” she looks down at the flyer the other had shown her, rather unimpressed. “a valentine’s day gala…thing?”

[bastxvalcr]

❝ you do not sound entirely displeased , ❞ t’challa noted overhearing the younger hero. normally he would not intercede , but something within drove him to do so, with a mildly entertained feat.

[bastxvalcr]

wolffteeth‌:

Bucky listened quietly to T’Challa’s words of wisdom. He didn’t speak often and while Bucky preferred silence to conversation most days, he actually perked up a little bit whenever the typically stoic king spoke to him. It felt natural, something that occurred when they first began their nightly chats after his near-death experience. “Before this, I couldn’t remember my sister’s NAME but now I can picture her. I can remember stories, too.” To recall her and his younger brothers was beyond a blessing. T’Challa stopped him from speaking much more on the subject, though, when he offered up a slice of truth that Bucky genuinely hadn’t anticipated. It took him a few moments to bounce back from the knowledge but he did, all the same. “Ukuba ukhathazekile malunga naloo nto, ukwazi nje bendingayi nanini kukunyanzela ukuba wenze nantoni na.” He spoke quickly, mostly to avoid butchering any words by overthinking. Which caused him to switch languages as he added, “Dar nu vreau să te mint. Am sentimente pentru tine, dar e mai mult decât sex.”

as much as he wished to be consistent with that train of thought regarding the past , he had to tell bucky exactly what was ailing him. of course, his progressing feelings weren’t an enigma -- he was well aware how he cared for bucky. but for those visions to come to light -- it only proved that he didn’t have a clue as to how much. “ Croyez-moi, je sais que vous ne me ferez pas pression.” he reassured, switching up his own language. knowing exactly the kind of person bucly is -- confident in their connection to know what he knows. It was his next choice of words that caused the king to fall silent. after a moment passed by , he opened his mouth to speak , eyes lifting to look into his directly. “les sentiments sont les mêmes pour moi, je les héberge depuis un moment maintenant. quelque temps avant la guerre “

[bastxvalcr]

widvw‌:

“you don’t need to tell me about conflict,” she answers sharply, quickening her step to catch up with him. “this site isn’t open to the public. stark isn’t even here right now.” there was too much at stake, these days, and as much as natasha could appreciate the sentiment, at least, of diplomacy, the current state of the world left little time for that in situations like these. “this area is being patrolled and operated by the likes of the avengers. it’s not your place to be. i suggest you head away.”

“ i do not heed to your suggestions and nor am i currently in a position to take them. “ the monarch chided with no sign of regard to her warnings. “ i do not take ORDERS from the LIKES of the avengers.  “ and he continued forth , not slowing his pace - ebony eyes ticed with annoyance at the impetuous spy. silently daring her to make a move against him.

[bastxvalcr]

❝ you can never know the places that i’d go. ❞

“ where you go is of no concern to me ; as long as you stay out of my way. “

[bastxvalcr]

❝ jesus christ, it hurts. ❞ / from johnny rip

“ perhaps you should choose your opponents more wisely, HUMAN TORCH. “ no sympathy harbored for the other voice bristled with a temperature rivaling the winter around them.

[bastxvalcr]

wolffteeth‌:

Bucky waited through the slow-paced speech of the king, a little perplexed by how off he appeared to be. He considered several times on pointing it out because he was sure that was a sign of a stroke. But, eventually, he realized that T’Challa was likely just out of his depths. Bucky wasn’t just a friend or an ally, he had been someone who was told he would eventually take a bigger role in things, namely in Wakanda’s military hence the nickname he’d earned from T’Challa: WHITE WOLF. He figured that was why he spoke now on such a candid level with him. “Alright and what exactly was our future ?” Bucky decidedly inquired. During a break in the conversation, he opted to be a little more open with T’Challa. “I have them, too. Well, not the same thing, they’re mostly visions of the past when I touch things or people. They’ve helped me REMEMBER most of my past. I mean, I remember stuff from when I was a five-year-old.”

the words echoed in his mind ‘ do not freeze ‘ and he could practically feel the smirking expression of the dora. the teasing always relentless at the king’s ability to falter at the slightest indicator of intimacy. not just from any ordinary circumstance, but from someone who truly captured his heart. sometimes he can acknowledge it—but this is the first time it had him stunted in this way. and for him to actually envision an event that he’s never found himself prepared for. no one has ever sprouted the idea in his head. the desire behind it. “ recalling the past . . . we are either blessed or cursed with whatever the soul realm chose to bestow on us , but if it allows you a glimpse of your own past – then it’s a good thing. “ he managed a sincere smile that only faded as he knew that his level of honesty would require him to tell the other exactly what he saw. “ in the vision I had - “ but he couldn’t lie about it, or sway into another direction. “ sasilala ngesondo  “