#t'chalcon

[rabnerd28]

The most unrealistic part of the MCU is that Sam Wilson is single.

[bijesperfahey]

Me, writing exactly one fic every 2 years? More likely than you may think

[ao3-elle1991]

you written any t'challa fics? chadwick bosemans death hit hard and reading fics is helping me come to terms with my feelings...

I’m sorry his death has hit you hard. A lot of people are hurting at the moment. When I woke up yesterday to the horrible news, I was totally shocked and horrified, and it still hasn’t entirely worn off.

Let’s remember that Chadwick Boseman was more than just the fictional character of T’Challa; he was a family man, a friend to many, and an inspiration to many more.

That said, T’Challa is how many of us got to know about him, and if reading T’Challa fic is helping you come to terms with your feelings, then I’m glad it’s helping you with your grief ❤

I have written two fics featuring T’Challa (unrelated to one another, although they both have cats in the title):

So, You Like Cats?

1,697 words

Sam Wilson has a confession to make. It could make or break his and T'Challa's relationship. It all comes down to one question: Do you like cats?

I Like Cats, Too

10,526 words

The Avengers are more than just a team; they are a family. When that family is torn apart by the split caused by the Sokovia Accords, Natasha regresses into herself and lapses into a prolonged period of silence. As Team Cap hide away in Wakanda under the protection of T'Challa, will anyone be able to help Natasha overcome her depression and mutism? Enter a very special cat named Midnight...

You can also see all completed fics in AO3, ranked by kudos, in the Black Panther (2018) fandom, here.

I hope that helps you.

Rest in peace and power, Chadwick 😢

[margokesses]

Last anon here, just realised those links probably don't work because they came from my bookmarks so here are the names and authors as well.

The wing fic is called The Favor of The King by thingswithwings. (https://archiveofourown.org/works/7728694)

And as for my personal recs

The president! Sam AU one is called An International Affair by danveresque (https://archiveofourown.org/works/8610328)

And the college AU one is called Four Years Time by jaxington (https://archiveofourown.org/works/12228207/chapters/27779871) Seriously this one is so good Sam has no idea T'Challa is a prince.

Aaaa thanks!!!

Send me asks

[missmaddiewriting]

Double stuff oreos - Sam puts up a strong front as he's there to listen to the other three's issues and guilt, but who's there to support him?

AAAAAAHHHHH thank you Bee, I love my boys so much and I’m so excited to write about them. It’s a bit more on the T’chalcon side of things but Steve and Bucky are mentioned. For those of you who don’t know, double stuffed oreos is T’challa/Bucky/Steve/Sam

Sam made sure he was always there for his boyfriends. He was always a listening ear for Steve and Bucky when they needed to talk about their nightmares and PTSD. He was there for T’challa when he needed to rant about his royal duties and needed to relax. But, Sam tried to avoid bothering those three with his issues, because they all had so much more to deal with, he didn’t want to bother them anymore.  

So, he got into the habit of talking to Shuri about everything. The princess was a fantastic listener and came up with both serious and joking responses to his issues. Like when he complained about Bucky accidentally hitting him with the metal arm, she replied by telling him to kill him. When he needed anniversary gifts, she provided him with good ideas.   

He had even talked about more serious stuff with her. Like his nightmares and other issues, he didn’t tell his boyfriends about. At one point, he also mentioned how he wanted to marry them one day. But confiding in Shuri backfired for him.   

“Samuel” A voice called out. He turned to face T’challa who was coming up to talk to him.   

“Hey baby,” He said as he pulled the shorter man into a hug.   

“Hello Samuel,” T’challa said, smiling at his boyfriend “I was talking to Shuri earlier, and she said something interesting.”   

Sam chuckled before saying “Of course she did, most of what comes out of her mouth is interesting.”   

“This is especially interesting,” T’challa replied with a smirk, “She said you were having nightmares,” Sam’s eyes widened, surprised that Shuri had told him. “She was shocked that I didn’t know, which raises a different question, why didn’t I know Samuel.” He gave Sam a questioning look, before grabbing his hands and saying, “You know you can tell James, Steven, and I anything, right?”   

“I know, but you guys already have so many other things to deal with that, I didn’t want to be one of them.” Said Sam, struggling to meet T’challa’s eyes.    T’challa put his hand on Sam’s shoulder before saying “Samuel, we chose to be in this relationship with you, to be there for you. We want you to confide in us, we want to help you, but we can’t do that if you don’t tell us what’s going on.”   

“Alright, I’ll talk to you guys about stuff more,” said Sam, giving in to his boyfriend’s request and giving him a hug.   

T’challa cracked a smile and chuckled before saying “You’re lucky it’s me who found out first, had it been the other two, you would’ve been locked in our room, stuffed full of comfort foods.”   

Sam threw his head back in laughter and said: “God, they would, you’d have to break me out of our room.”   

T’challa looked deep in thought for a second before saying with a smirk “Or, I could leave you there to suffer as a punishment for not telling us.”   

Sam gave T’challa an offended look before smiling softly and saying, “Those two are sweet.”   

T’challa smiled as well “They may be overbearing, but we love them,”   

“Yeah,” Sam replied, before grabbing T’challa’s hand and taking him to go find their boyfriends.

[maddiesfandommess]

Why isn't the ot4 of T'challa/Sam/Steve/Bucky acknowledge more, they'd actually be a power couple

[bidiotka]

T'challa shaking Steve's hand, he glances over at Sam and then smirks and tells Steve "I'm going to steal your boyfriend."

agflmaklgalaf this is why Steve sent Sam outside with Bucky, so that T’Challa wouldn’t get a chance go win him over

[viperbranium]

Happy birthday Sam <3

“How do you even get into that?” Sam complains loudly, gesturing at T’Challa’s Black Panther suit.

It comes out a tad too dramatic, maybe, but it’s already bad enough that Pepper paired him up with Mr. Tall, Dark and Deadly for the photo OPs, Sam shouldn’t also have to suffer through 2 hours of that ridiculous and stupidly tight cat costume.

Not that normal, non-superhero clothes would’ve been much better – T’Challa could probably make a pair of old sweatpants and a floral print shirt look regal as fuck. His clothes seem to always hug his muscles in all the right places, no matter what he’s wearing, so a suit or a jeans & black Henley combo weren’t going to make Sam’s evening any easier.

The problem, really, is that Sam wishes he could be the one hugging T’Challa’s muscles.

The problem is the goddamn suit looks like it’s been painted on, and Sam’s already starting to feel all hot and bothered in his own uniform, and they haven’t even stepped out of the waiting room yet.

T’Challa shoots him a smirk, and that, too, is deadly.

“You ask me nicely,” the man replies.

Well, fuck.

It’s a joke.

It’s very clearly a joke, and Sam’s too fond of teasing people himself not to appreciate it, but fuck if it isn’t putting images in his head, and god, that’s the last thing Sam needs right now.

He tries to cover the fact that he almost just choked to death on his own spit with a derisive snort, but he’s pretty sure it comes out too high-pitched to be convincing, and his sweaty palms aren’t helping.

“What? Cat got your tongue?” T’Challa asks when Sam fails to come up with a witty response. And god, Sam wishes. It’s getting really fucking hot in here.

T’Challa’s obviously enjoying poking fun at him immensely, if the way the corners of his eyes are crinkling is anything to go by. If he wasn’t so drop-dead gorgeous, Sam would punch him.

“Are you always such a smartass or is it just ‘cause it’s my birthday?” he grunts.

T’Challa blinks, and then raises an interested eyebrow. “It’s your birthday?” he asks. Sam just shrugs. “And you’re here doing this?”

“Pepper offered to change the date, but whatever man, it’s just a few hours,” Sam says. “It’s cool.”

T’Challa doesn’t reply right away, just stares at him like the cat that ate the goddamn canary, killer smile still on his lips and doing all kinds of things to Sam’s stomach. “I didn’t know it was your birthday,” he tells him a moment later. “I would’ve gotten you something.”

“You don’t have to—”

“In Wakanda,” T’Challa cuts him off, taking a few steps in his direction, “we have this way of wishing people a happy birthday.”

“What way?” Sam asks. But before he can stop to think about how close T’Challa is all of a sudden, or about how it’s getting a bit harder to breathe, there’s an arm wrapping around his waist and a big, strong hand at his throat, tipping his chip up.

T’Challa kisses him unhurriedly, but firm and hot and claiming, swallowing Sam’s gasp right up and then licking into his mouth just right while his hands keep him securely in place. Which is good, because god, without them Sam would probably just slide down to the floor.

When T’Challa pulls back Sam can’t help but try to chase his lips, and even whimpers a little at the loss of him. Later, he might worry about how pathetically desperate he probably seems, but right now he can only think of how pleasantly dizzy he feels, and maybe lament the fact that he didn’t use this chance to let his hands roam over T’Challa’s magnificent chest.

“Wow, I… Dude, I think I want to move to Wakanda,” Sam manages to let out.

T’Challa laughs softly. “Happy birthday, Samuel,” he says, thumb still stroking Sam’s jaw.

“So, um…” Sam tells him, because hey, it is his birthday after all. He might as well. “If I were to ask you nicely… would you be okay with that?”

“Well,” T’Challa says, smiling. “This was just a happy birthday wish. Wait until you get your present.”

“Can’t wait to unwrap it,” Sam jokes, and then forgets how to breathe, because T’Challa is kissing him again.