Oooooh…. Okay. Slow burn would be Natasha, because there’d be some dancing around each other, feeling each other out, testing, uncertain, and eventually the realization that yeah, we click for real and neither of us is gonna stab the other in the back, and it flows from there. Fake Dating would be T'Challa because, let’s face it, he is waaaaay out of my league despite being a dork (Shuri told me so) but we could easily fake a political relationship for a mission or other Reasons. Enemies to Lovers is Bucky, and only part of that is because of the whole Winter Soldier debacle but also because first there’d be the whole “no, I’m not attracted to you, and it actually has nothing to do with Captain America because I kinda want to punch that punk-ass Brooklynite half the time” which would get his hackles up until we sorted through the fact that just because I want to punch Steve in his smart mouth for insulting Tony doesn’t mean I’m actually going to or that I hate his buddy. (Of course, by the time we work that out, Natasha and I will be starting the “burn” phase of the Slow Burn and he’ll have missed his shot to be more than a bro.)
Not really. However when T'Challa works his magic on Erik then he is. 😉
Happy 42 Birthday to Chadwick Boseman.
T’challa is what Tony stans wishes Tony could be, but they dont stan him because he isn’t a rude white boy
I am pretty new to this Tumblr thing, but am considering writing some T’Cherik fanfiction. It wouldn’t be posted here of course, because, you know, rules. I would post on AO3. However, I am interested in knowing, what kind of story people would like to read. That does not mean that I am taking requests, it just means that I wanna know what my fellow T’Cherik lovers are hungry for, aside from something good and smutty (I don’t know if I write smut, I have yet to try it or decide if I want to). So what’s your fancy? What type of situations would you enjoy seeing our favorite king and favorite shoulda-been-saved villain in?
Bucky: *pulls out a knife*
T'Challa: oh no
Bucky: *opens a cardboard box with it*
T'Challa: oh okay
Bucky: *pulls out a machine gun*
T'Challa: oh no