au scenarios open post

[ofstarlight]

AU SCENARIOS OPEN POST !

» Hit this up for all kinds of scenarios. » Put my character's name in the subject line. If you leave it blank, I'll surprise you with a muse. » Prose and brackets are both welcomed. » Here are some possibilities but open to all sorts of things! Stranded. Arranged Marriage. Apocalypse / Post-Apocalypse. Assassins. Fake relationships / engagements / marriages. Victorian Era. Fairy Tales. Mythology. The Hunger Games. Harry Potter. The 100. Pick one of my characters: here.

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[wingedman]

"Besides you?" he murmured. It was barely audible, but he knew T'Challa could hear it. The Dora Milaje definitely had, judging by the way their muscles tensed.

"Come run with me tonight," he offered in a more normal tone of voice. Another offer that he knew would be refused, but he made it anyway. Sam had never had a pack to run with during the moon, and something inside him yearned for company, even if that company happened to be feline.

[forwakanda]

While the words should have earned another reaction, his lips twitched instead and he had to duck his head a little for the adored ones to not see and judge more than they already were. There would be plenty of lectures in his future to endure.

It seemed Sam would be destined to surprise him. "I - okay." He meant to say no! To politely decline because running with Sam in his current state would not be a wise decision. The wolf likely seeing it as a chase and a pursuit. "After dinner and for an hour."

[wingedman]

Sam graced T'Challa with a surprisingly soft smile that was at odds with his current animal state. "Thank you," he said simply.

Before nightfall, more of the Dora Milaje came to escort him back down to the space below the palace; Sam was reassured to see that T'Challa was keeping his promise. He stripped his clothes off as he waited for the change to overtake him; by the time T'Challa arrived, a chocolate brown wolf was waiting eagerly for him, pacing back and forth. He sneezed at the strong scent of cat, then went down onto his front two paws in the universal canine "play" posture, tongue lolling from his mouth.