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T'Challa (Black Panther)

[zemothethirteenth]

He rolled his eyes at that some, returning his attention to the memorial monument, listening nevertheless. The idea that it was fate and not himself that got out of that situation left a bad taste in his mouth.

"The Avengers did not send me to the RAFT, Your Majesty," he responded simply. "Your guards did. They did not send me somewhere sunless, where isolation was their primary means of incarceration. They did not send me to the depths of the ocean. The Avengers made their mistakes, but the RAFT is one they've already suffered and would not make the mistake of leaving anyone else there knowingly."

He turned away from the monument entirely, watching T'Challa intently. "Explain this freedom." He glanced around briefly. T'Challa was more than capable of dealing with him himself, of course, but the absence of the Dora Milaje was notable. "This is quite a liberty you've already provided allowing me to be here, but we both know that I am not 'free'."

@theprinceofwakanda

[theprinceofwakanda]

So, this was definitely news to him, and to hear it from the other made him wholly confused on just who to really believe. This whole time, while other affairs and situations were going on, he thought the person that had ended his father's life and so many others was imprisoned by other 'superheroes'. Now, things were really more complicated than he had originally thought. Seeds of doubt were beginning to take root, and he took in a breath to try and focus on the current set of possibilities.

"...." T'Challa took a few moments to listen to him some more, and his gaze shifted away a little from the man. "I was told by my closest advisors that it was the Avengers who put you there. There seems to be much I will need to re-evaluate." He gestured around, and looked at the other again, once his mind was clear enough to focus.

"As for this, may I ask you what would you consider being 'free' is? You could have ran, hidden from us. Removed that tracker, and gone away. Now, please correct me if I am wrong to assume this, but do you have a desire for that freedom? Most would have been trying to fight for their lives by now... Aggression in the face of going back to that confinement." Even now, he knew that this conversation wouldn't be happening, if the other had reacted like such.

@zemothethirteenth

[zemothethirteenth]

He and T'Challa had clearly different opinions of the memorial itself as he looked over the memorial with quiet distaste written on his face. A quaint little park overlooking the crater that had been Novi Grad, the monument there not so much as listing the names of those lost. An effort made by outsiders, the same people who hadn't aided in clean-up while survivors had dug their families free of rubble - or what was left of their families.

His fingers lifted to the necklace at his throat, gently touching the pendant as he searched for any sign that names had been taken into account. He found none. Nothing to mark the graves that had been destroyed in the fall, his family crypt lost so that he couldn't pay his respects to anyone else he'd lost either. It was all an empty, hollow gesture that came too late. No one had cared until he'd made them.

And the final insult? The memorial was no longer Sokovian soil. It had been before his imprisonment, but now? Now it belonged to Serbia, it seemed.

Despite the insult of it all, his right hand lifted to lay flat on the stone monument that sat there depicting a happy family. Not a family that resembled his own, but that would never have mattered to them.

"... This was not made with the input of the Sokovian people," he stated quietly. "If it had been, this would have been the Sokovian Eagle, with the names of the lost engraved on each feather to carry them onward." His hand curled into a fist and he took a couple of steps back from the monument. No, it existed as a hollow gesture to assuage the guilt of those who stood by and did nothing while his people suffered.

And still no one stepped in to stop Latveria from taking the land he'd spent a lifetime fighting a war to protect. And still no one stepped in to keep Sokovia in one piece, a sovereign entity. He glanced over his shoulder at T'Challa. "You say the living are not done with me, but you would leave me at the bottom of the ocean to endure these continued insults. For what purpose?"

@theprinceofwakanda

[theprinceofwakanda]

Truly, T'Challa hadn't been the one to enact this memorial, as his time in the world of today had still been perched upon the soil of Wakanda. He knew of the tragedy that befell that entire part of the world, for it is what forced his father to speak on that fateful day of his untimely death. Quietly, he listened and watched the other address the very plain issues that were now starting to become so clear. He needed to try and match this with a levity that rivaled his father's.

"The living had arranged for your fate to be in those depths... Yet, so clearly does fate wish it not to be. For you are standing here, away from those shackles. Only one of a clever mind, and a will to fight would have escaped that place." Even though he had lost so much on that day, as did many others, this want was still pressuring him to prove to the man not all was lost in the fire and rubble. T'Challa knew he would not disobey the whims of fate, and their ever-ending cycle of unknowns. Bast herself would show him, and maybe this was a test.

"Perhaps it was a mistake in sending you there. I left it to them... the Avengers... thinking I could trust their judgement." A fact that he sometimes wonders if his choices in that were right. Could they honestly be trusted? After all, there were many issues that did come from their formation. Zemo here being a heavy reminder of that. "The question now becomes what will you do with your freedom?"

@zemothethirteenth

[zemothethirteenth]

"Is that a risk worth taking?" he inquired, calm but no less bitter than before. He looked up briefly at the sky that was threatening rain before casting a sidelong look at T'Challa. "If I can do all of that to people like them, is it ego that makes you so certain you'll fare any better? You caught me only when I stopped running," he pointed out.

He was no danger to T'Challa. In a direct fight, he was no real danger to any of these men. At his absolute worst he was able to tear them apart. At his best...? Well, who would know? Those who knew what he was capable of were mostly gone and buried in a mass grave. Those who hung around his neck knew as little as possible.

And those still left alive who knew would never speak a word of what he was capable of; they were those whose loyalty he'd earned through his actions on behalf of their country.

Turning to face T'Challa directly, with no particular scruples about the next words out of his mouth, he spoke: "I want to see the memorial."

@theprinceofwakanda

[theprinceofwakanda]

His eyes closed for just a moment, letting the situation take it's hold over all his thoughts and opinions. He knew what such a thing meant to the other, and it had been some time since that terrible day. This would be out of the question for who he was, but it is exactly for that reason that T'Challa knew he had to give in. Who was he to deny a man the honor they would need to respect the dead?

Slowly, he opened his eyes again and gave him such a serious look, and a short nod was seen. "Then let us go to it..." They were not too far from that location, T'Challa having found the other with the tracker the government embedded in all their prisoners on the Raft. He knew custody should've been given to his people to take this one into their territory, for escape would've never happened under his people's watch.

He gestured for the other to be ahead of him, and he'd trail behind, watching his every move and also the steps he was taking. Caution was ever at the forefront of his mind, and he wondered about so many present issues. First, being that Baron Helmut Zemo here was a threat to all kind, and he'd need to take action eventually. The second would be to have wariness on all paths. He was just a man, but one to never underestimate.

His steps only paused once they reached the specific location, and he took in the space that was had for this incredible memorial. Adorned with flowers and planted trees, it was a large area for either empty of full graves of too many lives lost. T'Challa stood close to the other, but far enough to give him ample room, and he observed with a keen eye.

@zemothethirteenth

[theprinceofwakanda]

zemothethirteenth asked: ❛If the world chooses to become my enemy, I will fight like I always have.❜

T'Challa knew that the world would ultimately see the other like this, an enemy that must be stopped. Yet, he felt it was his responsibility that justice was given in an appropriate manner. Even if all of Wakanda was against his choice, the decision was final on his part. That this man would live, and see another day shine. Was it a mistake? He couldn't know the future, but at the present moment it felt right.

"That is for you to decide, and only if you wish to continue with your vengeance do I see it becoming your reality. This world may not be ready to take on a man with so much pain in his heart..." He took a step closer towards the other, knowing the danger that may be there behind that forlorn mask the other wore so perfectly well. "But I will be."

@zemothethirteenth

[zaamasu]

Horror/Angst Sentence Starters

Friend and I always want more angsty/dark starter memes so we decided to make our own! May add more later.

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost?" 

"Heh, what’s the matter…scared?" 

"What this? You’re shaking? How pathetic." 

"You’re practically squirming. Do I frighten you that much?" 

"I thought you said you weren’t scared?" 

"Did you really think that you could just forget about it, like nothing ever happened?" 

"You know that this is all your fault." 

"No one can save you now. You’re mine." 

"You will do what I say, or else…" 

"You’re weak. You always were." 

"Aw, you poor thing…" 

"Heh, are you…crying?" 

"Look at how pathetic you’ve become…" 

"Don’t let anyone see you cry. Heh… Wouldn’t want that embarrassment, would we?" 

"I wonder how many people know that dirty little secret of yours." 

"Don’t worry, this won’t hurt…much." 

"How high is your tolerance for pain? Well, I suppose I’ll know when you start screaming." 

"That pained expression on your face is so delicious." 

"Heh, must be hard to stand when you’re bleeding so badly." 

[nightprompts]

&. 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  sentence  starters  of  various  quotes  that  can  be  said  from  the  villain.  looking  for  the  hero  version?  click  here.  )

❛ i’m the villain of your dreams! ❜

❛ what are you going to do when someone you save kills someone else in the future? ❜

❛ violence only breeds more violence. ❜

❛ you were right. i never did become a hero. ❜

❛ it takes a monster to destroy a monster. ❜

❛ i wonder which will get you killed faster: your loyalty or your stubbornness? ❜

❛ they fear me because i fear nothing. ❜

❛ rome wasn’t built in a day, but it burned in one. ❜

❛ i’ll be the actress starring in your bad dreams. ❜

❛ better a monster than an arrogant god. ❜

❛ i am a monument to all your sins. ❜

❛ ugh, spare me the heroic monologue. let’s just fight. ❜

❛ if the world chooses to become my enemy, i will fight like i always have. ❜

❛ i’m standing in the ashes of who i used to be. ❜

❛ how many people have to die because you can’t break your code? ❜

❛ power belongs to those who take it. ❜

❛ i do very bad things, and i do them very well. ❜

❛ i wasn’t given a choice. ❜

❛ i am my own demon. ❜

❛ you don’t know what i’m capable of. what i’ve done. ❜

❛ underestimate me. that’ll be fun. ❜

❛ the question isn’t who is going to let me, it’s who is going to stop me. ❜

❛ if i cannot bend heaven, then i will raise hell. ❜

❛ but what if i choose the darkness instead? ❜

❛ i have no desire to clear my name in your book of fiction. ❜

❛ you shouldn’t have buried me. i’m not dead. ❜

❛ i am going to be the deadliest piece on the board. ❜

❛ tell the wolves, i’m home. ❜

❛ they’re dangerous? well unfortunately, so am i. ❜

❛ i could set this world on fire and call it rain. ❜

❛ no one notices your tears, or your pain. but they notice your mistakes. ❜

❛ don’t trust my smile. ❜

❛ i am the tall dark stranger those warnings prepared you for. ❜

❛ i may be heartless, but you’re naive. ❜

❛ nothing is stronger than a person with a broken heart and a smiling face. ❜

❛ i win because i don’t know how to lose. ❜

❛ say goodbye to the old me. ❜

❛ i’m only just getting started! ❜

❛ i’ll survive. somehow i always do. ❜

❛ tell lies about me. i’ll tell the truth about you. ❜

❛ i’m not a god. not yet. ❜

❛ i’ll wear your hate like war paint. ❜

❛ don’t bark if you can’t bite. ❜

❛ the deeper you dig, the darker it gets. ❜

❛ i’m everything you can’t control. ❜

❛ i hope you regret giving up on me. ❜

❛ you are losing my interest, and that’s very dangerous. ❜

❛ you call yourself a hero? ❜

❛ maybe i’ve always been more comfortable in chaos. ❜

❛ you already know how this will end. ❜

❛ people pay you less attention to you when you don’t leave a trail of bodies in your wake. ❜

[scarletcomet]

Captain America: Civil War (2016) Black Panther: Wakanda Forever (2022)

[scriptedzh]

"In my culture, death is not the end. it's more of a stepping off point. You reach out with both hands and Bast and Sekhmet, they lead you into a green veld where you can run forever."

Rest in peace, Chadwick.

[theprinceofwakanda]

princeoftrickery:

Loki remembered his youth in Asgard, where being Prince meant access to many thing the general public could only dream of. The best weapons, the finest horses, and the service of Heimdell should you need to travel further than the confines of the realm. Now he had been reduced to tricking his way on board stray vessels, trying to keep himself busy off of Earth. Yet after a betrayal gone awry he had been ejected in a small escape ship towards that very planet. 

A cave was not very telling of his location, but a human certainly would be. Bathed in shadow, Loki observed the newcomer, slowly realizing just who it was. Yes, he had kept up with Earth’s affairs…particularly those surrounding the Avengers. He knew the guise of the Prince of Wakanda well from the time of the so called ‘civil war’.

     “Black Panther.”

The voice observed slyly, and it was no surprise to see Loki smirking as he emerged into the light. His bright eyes studied the man’s masked form, circling him slowly wit his hands folded behind his back.

     “I do wonder if you know who I am. I don’t       believe you ever met my brother. Thor.”

He could have put on a guise, an act of innocence and ignorance. But why? There was even a chance that T’Challa did know of him, and if not…well, Loki was afraid of no mortal. He had no reason to play it safe, not here.

[ @theprinceofwakanda ]

T’challa’s gaze was focused now on the visible figure ahead, and it was becoming clearer the sharp image of this gleeful man. He would be a fool in thinking that this was true happiness on the other’s face, for there was a secret twist that gave him a bit of uneasiness in his gut from the look of it.    “...No, I never had the chance to meet him, but have heard the stories. You... must be Loki. The one who terrorized this world once. What business do you have here?” He knows I am the Black Panther. That’s a little unsettling. So, he’s kept an eye on this world, after all. He was keeping his distance, for he didn’t know what someone like Thor’s famed brother was really like. To bring about the destruction of so much, I can’t imagine... | @princeoftrickery​ |

[theprinceofwakanda]

evcrettrcss:

He honestly didn’t even hear T’Challa’s response, not very clearly anyways. But the King had a calming voice, right, so it made sense that he might just…zone out. Right? Of course, feeling as though your skin was on fire was a little harder to explain away.

“I’m feeling, uh,” There was a point where a business like facade could no longer stand against the weakness caused by human sickness. It was annoying, embarrassing, and downright inconvenient, but even his stubborn will could no longer deny it. “Ah, could-could I have some water?”

It was as though that simple request had finally made something click inside his brain. Finally, it had accepted his status as ‘sick’ (and likely ‘a big fool’ as well). And with that, it finally brought down weariness upon him with the might of a hammer. He stumbled, holding a hand out to the wall beside him and feeling the floor coming up beneath him. He was sitting before he realized it, which he supposed was better than having collapsed.

[ @theprinceofwakanda ]

The hotel was nice enough for them to reside, while the proceedings with the Accords were still ongoing. Yet, it was this man before him that had him feel a little more than worried, even for those of his own people. No man needn't to suffer like he was, and it was quite evident that he was distressed. Reaches for his shoulder, other arm helping to support, and eased him back up to his feet as he had made to sit there. “Now, Commander... You shouldn’t have worked yourself so hard. Look at what’s become of you. Pressing too hard on all this has made your body worn out. Come on...” Leads him on down the hallway, and into the nearest room of theirs. It was not difficult getting the other to cooperate, as he was so far into his illness. Settles him down properly on the hotel room’s couch. “Now... Is this from something you ate, or really just from overworking...?” | @evcrettrcss​ |

[theprinceofwakanda]

evcrettrcss:

He had gotten used to it here, strangely enough. It was a place unlike any other, isolated and yet developed beyond anything the modern world had seen. Being assigned to T’Challa, too, had its perks. The King was a busy man, but he was patient and willing to get Ross any information that made the transition go more smoothly. There was a trust between them (or so he felt) and that made both of their jobs easier.

Of course, a job was a job and even on this assignment, Ross had plenty of duties for the Agency. He still ran on unhealthy amounts of sleep and caffeine in turn. He managed well, despite it, but when he got sick it hit him hard. Unfortunate result of the lifestyle, one he was trying his best to deal with.

“The, uh, trouble in the village earlier…how did that go?” He asked, walking beside the King, down a mostly empty hallway of the palace. Ross kept his gaze forward, wondering if it was just him or if it was a very hot night. He felt flushed and more fatigued than usual, but the man refused to acknowledge the obvious symptoms as though that would make any sickness vanish.

[ @theprinceofwakanda ]

  “It went smoothly enough. Bandits are always an issue in these lands, since there’s so much treasure that they’re not accustomed to seeing.” He thought about the last few thugs he had to personally take care of, and how desperately they wanted a relic that was embedded with the famed vibranium. All thoughts of these last few nights went away when he saw the other experiencing something that was definitely not the norm. A curious glance soon turned into some real concern as he saw the other looking quite out of it. “Mister Ross... Are you in need of some help? You feeling well?” | @evcrettrcss​ |

[theprinceofwakanda]

evcrettrcss:

“At this rate? Not very long.” He remarked, hardly looking up from his tablet. It was a rare moment for him, just to sit in a quiet room without some entire council to heed or employees to direct. 

“Rogers can only stay hidden so long. One man against the entire Government, and the combined efforts of the remaining Avengers?” He shook his head. “Even Captain America can’t shake that sort of search party.” A pause, while he checked something on his phone. “Worried about something, Your Highness?”

[ @theprinceofwakanda​ ]

    “...Nothing worries me more than the safety of my people, Commander Ross...” He says softly, looking ahead at the opposite wall when he saw the other looking at his phone so idly. Though, all of this was just a ruse to what he really knew of the other’s fate. “Captain Rogers is more than capable, it seems. He had evaded your searches for this long, what’s more is several years longer? I fear that... in time, all of this will only consume your minds too much. It did for the prisoner in your box, who’s head was in way over his own...” | @evcrettrcss​ |

[theprinceofwakanda]

"How long do you think until another incident with the Accords rises, Mister Ross? Someone as intelligent as Captain Rogers would know how to evade.” | @evcrettrcss |

[theprinceofwakanda]

The time for partying and celebrating the flourishing country of Wakanda was great and all, but even their leader knew when time must be given for other assignments. A disturbance in the nearby forests were one that he felt to investigate, and so he suited up and traversed to the particular spot where their sensors had picked up something odd. It was some sort of anomaly, and T’Challa wasn’t about to let this get noticed by the hands of Stark and the other Governments outside their zones. Jumping from tree to treetop, he settled at the outskirts of some massive clearing and found a place that was where the anomaly was last seen. As he neared the center, it seemed like something more of a deep underground cave was there, and layers upon layers of tunnels that never ended. Curiously, he went on in, and was surprised to find that there was way too much room down here, as though it were done by the machinery of man, walls perfectly chipped away.  Could this have been from a fallen ship?? But it’s so deep?... Kneels down to examine a spot closer, gloved fingers tracing along the clearly heated edges of one part of the wall. His touch alone caused a reaction, and the wall lit up with a pulsing sort of energy that faded as soon as it showed. This light streaked down the tunnel, showing more and more of the entrances and other parts of the tunnel system. That was when he thought he saw a glimpse of some figure. Stands immediately, and his senses were already on high alert.     “Who goes there?” | @princeoftrickery |

[theprinceofwakanda]

itsybitsyspiderling:

     “Uh….I’m not scared?”

The boy waved him off with furrowed brows, despite the slight shake of that hand, which he soon hid in a jacket pocket. Shrugging, his eyes darted around the empty living area before settling back on T’Challa.

“I just…I don’t think what–that–I don’t think we heard a ghost. Okay. I mean, drum beats out of nowhere are…weird, yea, but maybe Mr. Stark just left on his music. The scream after was a little…weirder. But FRIDAY didn’t pick up anything so it’s…it had to be, uh….the wind.”

Man I knew we shouldn’t have watched that stupid movie. Why couldn’t T’Challa have been interested in Legally Blonde?! Does the cover of The Ring really look that interesting??

@theprinceofwakanda​

    “It was no wind...” His serious expression was entirely true, and he was a little concerned for the well-being of this one. Though, he kept his head as cool as he could.     “When one is being haunted, actions must be taken. There’s been tales      of outsiders getting this sort of treatment, for pasts that weren’t there own...      Ancestorial revenge, of sort... Just stick next to me...”  @itsybitsyspiderling​ 

[theprinceofwakanda]

itsybitsyspiderling:

“Hey, woah, what’s with the spooks this late at night?! Not cool.”

@theprinceofwakanda

“I am sorry, Mister Parker, for frightening you... But as you should know, there’s stories that must be told. Wakandian Tales are much more worthy than a simple bump in the night. For even those have explanations. Some call accidents like this coincidence, and some fate. Ghosts walk among the living, even today.” @itsybitsyspiderling​

[theprinceofwakanda]

itsybitsyspiderling:

     “Ha! Good one. I mean, yea, no, I know that!”

Lame as T’Challa might have thought his joke to be, it was just the right thing to finally break the ice and allow Peter to actually relax in the other’s presence. He took a few steps closer to lean against the nearest couch, his gaze alternating between the amazing view outside and the Prince watching it.

     “So…have you come here a lot? This is my first time       staying at the tower since the big fight back then…”

He wondered if T’Challa was close with Tony, or if this was just more about the accords. Peter liked to think that maybe there was another big mission gearing up, but more paper-signing sounded way more likely.

[ @theprinceofwakanda ]

    “Sometimes I come here, but it’s mostly to check on if everything is going      well with all of our agreements. There’s still some strife over all of that,      and the world has seen the problems unfold, but measures are being      taken to bring light back.” He was a little tired of having to be like this, since the death of his father was still so recent to all of his people. T’Challa was to shoulder the rest of everything that his father couldn’t complete, and it was becoming more and more tiresome as each day went on. Shrugs a shoulder and leans back against the large window to stare calmly towards the other.    “But while that is still happening, there’s room for more I think. Perhaps, I      should take a small break from all this boring, but needed work?      Has Mister Stark given you anything to do while you’re here?      Or are you here to upgrade your suit?” | @itsybitsyspiderling​ |