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//happy bday to buckys out there :3

#[out of charisma]

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okoye’s response to @smertzimy

Okoye smirked, eyeing the man with no small amount of condescension, albeit held back. “’Mild’ is how you season your food; I would not apply that word to your drinking habits, White Wolf.”

#smertzimy #ch: okoye

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m’baku’s (belated) valentine’s kiss for @shieldretired 

“Did you think because we do not celebrate it here that I would not know about the tradition of it?” The mountain of a man sat down in his even larger chair, tugging the blond onto his lap as he did so. Putting a hand on his chin, he leaned in close and closed the distance between them, letting his lips enclose around the ex-captain’s.. briefly, with more tenderness than one would expect from a man of his size and build. 

“Happy this.. day of Valentine, Steve Rogers.” He pulled back, eyes full of mirth, licking the taste of Steve’s lips on his own.

#shieldretired #ch: m'baku #//ask and ye shall receive >:3

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DANAI GURIRA as OKOYE in BLACK PANTHER: WAKANDA FOREVER

#fc: okoye #[missed the queue]

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like the lil heart thing for a valentines (platonic) kiss~

#//comment for specific muse #//or not if you want whichever is the loudest

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#lord m’baku: king of drama and comedy

#fc: m'baku #//so.. info is not digital up in the mountains? #bpwf

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OKOYE black panther: wakanda forever

#fc: okoye #god she's so pretty and amazing and everything #even in the stupid midnight angel get up siigh

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anyone want something knitted by m’baku?

headcanon: m'baku taking up knitting as a hobby

#hc he's KING now and still knits :> #(also check my tags on the op of this) #(bc im hilarious) #bpwf spoilers #ig??

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we don't talk enough about the okoye and nakia hug. they're sisters fr idc idc

#heck yeah!! #fc: okoye #fc: nakia

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random starter for @hzsokovia:

The General had a smile on her face, albeit not one that looked like she meant it. She poured tea into two cups and offered one towards the Baron. 

“So tell me, Zemo, what are your plans for the future? And why do I hear that the White Wolf has some sort of.. relationship with you? A serious one, at that.” She drilled her piercing gaze into him, one that would make a lesser man tell nothing but the truth from seeing it alone.

#hzsokovia #ch: okoye #//have a thing :p

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which one of my fav vincent van gogh paintings are you?

as M’Baku

sunflowers

you're confident in your ideas and choose to remain standing just like the stems of sunflowers. you can learn how to adapt and you can learn how to be happy again. you are very resilient, maybe more than you really know. you are determined to make what you think your reality. your main wish is to be constantly content. the catch is, sometimes, this is just a lie you tell yourself in hopes it will become truth.

tagged by: @shieldretired​ ​

tagging: all of you~

#//hey look he and steve got the same answer xD #//not surprised honestly #;about m'baku

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i am DEAD

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRgaN4Th/

#lmao #;crack

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//anyone wanna plot an au or two?

#//i feel au would be less limiting to what my muses can do #//but also now im blanking on everything lol oops

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brooklynislandgirl​:

“Believers, yeah. An’ non-believah too. But when is it enough? Too much? Got six houses across t’ree country. Got a car dat I don’ like usin’ because I don’ wanna contribute to destroyin’ our world. A hand in marriage…if it’s goddah be gotten t’rough mana or wishes…is it real? Does dat person really love you, or only because dey compelled?” She lays her hand on his chest, feeling his heartbeat strong beneath her palm, and half-closes her eyes. “Power…mana…for its own sake is tyranny. Only reason t’ have it is how ya can raise oddah people who mebbe no have ya voice, ya privilege. In a life where everyone cut-t’roat to rule da world, I wanna save it. Guess dat makes me foolish, eh?” She leans into him, laying her head on his broad shoulder. She breathes him in and exhales a gentle sigh. “Would ya t’ink I’m delusional if I said I’m happy heah? Dat I have only evah felt dis comfortable some place once, back when I was home? Or mebbe…ya like heah dat…if I were f’ ask f’ any kine it would be…” Her voice drops to silence, but she graces the column of his neck with the softest sort of kiss.

He found himself slowly sitting back into his seat and blinked, listening to her words. He knows the world outside of Jabariland can be and is vastly different from what and how he grow up but if he had to be honest, he’d never set foot outside of Wakanda and anything he knows of the outside world he knows from third party retellings. He’d heard stories from this small shark girl of the islands and the mainland US before, but he’s still learning their traditions, social structures, politics, and.. well, it is all somewhat overwhelming. 

Speechless for a moment, his gaze shifted from her features to her hand on his chest and back. 

“Silly girl! If your goal and wish is to save the world, then it is not foolish. Go do it. Use the power and privileges to your advantage and do what it takes to make your dreams come true. Even if it means helping the helpless old grandmother cross the street...” He looked to her for the usage of the idiom and whether it is the correct use of it, trying to lighten the mood with it.

Hearing her confessing her happiness while she lived here in a place so foreign to her home eased some of the uneasiness he had felt through her. 

“I like that you are comfortable here.” He echoed, closing his eyes for a brief moment as she leaned in close to him, his large hand was brought up to gently caress her back. 

“We don’t have houses or cars here.” He chuckled lightly. “We the Jabari are a community and we look out for each other. We share more than a half-assed morning greeting and you know the rest, you’ve been here long enough.” The idea of individuals having more power than the society together is absurd to him. He knows she comes from a culture similar to his and he’s happy to share what he has with her.

He inhaled at the feeling of her lips on his neck, and without any hesitation, craned his neck and gently turned hers to press their lips together for a moment. When their kiss breaks, he pressed his forehead against hers and held them like that for another moment. 

“What were you going to ask for?”

#brooklynislandgirl #ch: m'baku

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//rp prompt: suggest a song/music to my muse(s)

as in something your muse would want my muse to listen to, either right then and there on a device or something to tuck away for them to look into. :)

#//mun is pathetically sad at knowing about music #//and most of the muses aren't that familiar with (western) music #//anyway #//it can be a meet-cute! haha #//meanwhile erik: speak for your damn self! #//erik is the only one who keeps up with trending music lol #;rp prompts

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shieldretired​:

                        "IF I DIDN’T KNOW ANY BETTER, LORD M'BAKU,“ Steve says, the corners of his lips twitching a little, "I’d almost believe that was a threat.” The Jabari might not have any enhanced reflexes like Steve, but he is tall and strong and knows what to do with all the muscles that… hug his body rather nicely, Steve has to admit. So what, it’s not often anymore that men are bigger than him, so that stands out in a sort of positive way, most of the time. “Of course, it could also mean you’re inviting me on a date. The wonders of the English language, I suppose.”

                        He thinks M'Baku wouldn’t feel too sore about it, so Steve even adds a wink to his last remark, showing that he’s only teasing. He’s rather grateful that most Wakandans speak English (and several other languages; their schools are definitely better than Americans) because he tried to learn some Xhosa to show his gratitude for effectively granting Bucky refuge and shelter and medical care –– but it’s hard. Xhosa requires sounds Steve’s tongue is unable to make without literally going into spasm, and he doesn’t even understand how you’re supposed to create those little clicks. So yeah, Steve knows hello and thank you and please, and everyone makes fun of him when he says it, but he thinks it’s a pleasing kind of fun, a ‘this white dude at least tries to be polite’, so it’s alright. 

“And if I didn’t know any better, Captain Rogers...” He chuckled before continuing on. “I’d believe you’d want me to fight you just to see who would win.” He stated matter-of-factly, with no question at all for what he said to be the truth and what he truly believed in. The matter of the fact is that, he had watched the Captain fight right here on Wakandan soil. If the reports of his prowess in the international news wasn’t indicator enough, seeing what the man can do with his own eyes makes him question a lot of things about the world as he understands it.. such as the science behind that magic potion that made him permanently on the level of the Black Panther and also.. well, that peak physical condition is something to be admired for what it is, for certain. And he’d be lying if he said anything to the sound of his not being curious of what that body can do off the battlefield. 

“And which meaning would you rather prefer? I see no reason to not indulge myself--and you--in either, if you are capable of indulging, that is.” He laughed, taking a step closer towards Steve at seeing his wink.

#shieldretired #//m'baku: oh you're on #//mbaku pls

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m'baku for shark girl @brooklynislandgirl

The holidays always brought out a lot of emotions and M'Baku himself is far from being immune to indulging in the celebrations and perhaps overindulging in food and drinks. His belly is full of delicious food, sweet wine, and even more laughter than usual.

Having spent most of the feast with the people, making jokes and keeping the mood lively, he made a toast for his tribe for the achievements and losses in the past year, and uttered some hopes for the new year - though the tribe is made up of practical people - they know reality is what they make of it, not to be wished on.

Retiring to sit down, he watched over the cheerful and festive crowd from his throne, taking in the murmur of talks and the different ways laughter sounded coming from a crowd. While his tribe may be known to be solemn and tough warriors, he knows full well that is not all they are.

Spotting the newcomer stealing glances towards him, he flashed a grin and ushered her towards him. Leaning forward, his large frame was only emboldened by the larger chair.

"How are you enjoying the feast?"

#brooklynislandgirl #v: holiday feast