The tradition was woven around two female deities in Igboland – Ogugu and Wiyeke. […] Wiyeke courted Ogugu as her wife. Ogugu agreed to the marriage on the condition that Wiyeke would come and live with her at Ohambele. Wiyeke accepted the condition and thus joined Ogugu as one of the female deities of Ohambele, assuming the status of Ogugu’s husband.
Extract from Woman-woman marriage in Igboland by Egodi Uchendu.
Further reading:
Woman-woman marriage in Igboland (Uchendu; 2007)
Gender and notions of autonomy in Igboland (Onogwu, Nnabueze, & Ezike; 2023)
The “Deviant” African Genders That Colonialism Condemned (Elnaiem; 2021)
(Honestly wasn't sure if I would do this again, but here it is!!! Part one is here, Part two is here.)
Abiku (Yoruba, Nigeria)
"Born to die", Abiku are tree (specefically Iroko & Baobab) spirits that incarnate themselves as human children, only to die before puberty. And they do this again, and again, and again... if that sounds familiar, it is because Abiku are the Yoruba counterpart of the Igbo Ogbanje spirit. Unlike Ogbanje, Abiku do not seek to intentionally bring pain to their human mothers... except when they do. Additionally, Abiku are extremely associated with monkeys. According to legend, a pair of monkeys began stealing food from a farm. The farmer killed them, unaware of the magical powers that monkeys have (source: am a monke, trust me bro). The ghost of the two monkeys became abikus, reincarnating themselves as the twin children of the farmers wife only to die after a few years, and again, and again, and again... it was only after the farmer stopped killing other monkeys, per the advice of a local Babalawo, that the abiku twins stopped dying young, growing up to be humans with the powerful mystic abilities that all twins have (source: am a twin, trust me bro).
Eloko (Mongo, DRC)
The line between ghost and living monster in folklore all over Africa is seemingly nonexistant, a motif that repeats itself in the Eloko. The Eloko (plural: Biloko) are kind of dwarf-like being that dwell within the Congo rainforests, and they are the spirits of the ancestors who live in the forest. Biloko are also maneaters that like to target the wives of hunters who follow after their husbands into the bush. Biloko have grass for hair, bulging eyes, mouths that can open wide enough to swallow a person whole, long and razor sharp claws, are dressed in forest leaves, and carry magic bells that hypnotize people. If you hear the sound of a bell while within the rainforest, do not dare go near it. If Biloko had any memories from their previous life, they are long gone by now. All that remains is their grudge against the living...
Emere (Yoruba, Nigeria)
Another west african spirit that incarnates itself as a human child, Emere set themselves apart from both Ogbanje and Abiku in that they do not die young. Instead, Emere children have the ability to travel between the material world and spirit world at will, like a child that vanishes and comes back without telling theur parents where they have gone. Emere have intense spiritual powers, even stronger than witches, and are naturally extremely beautiful. Emere incarnate themselves because they want the best of both Heaven and Earth. Despite that, they give unconditional support to Heaven while on Earth, and are smart enough to hide their goals. But like other spirit children, Emere do die early. Graduations, Weddings, the birth of their first child, Emere's last day on Earth are always their happiest moment.
Mmuo (Igbo, Nigeria)
Brits have Fairies, Japanese have Yokai, and the Igbo tribe of Southeastern Nigeria have Mmuo (which can be translated as either 'spirit' or 'ghost'). While the word Mmuo includes all supernatural entities in Igbo culture, such as the extremely powerful and worshipped Alusi, it is more common for Mmuo to only be used for lesser spirits. Ancestor spirits, Nature spirits, and stranger beings are all called Mmuo and they can be good, evil, neither or all. What truly sets the Mmuo apart from other spirits is that they openly interact with humans during Masquerade festivals (called Mmanwu).
The Ajofia is the Mmuo of the Evil Forest, a kind of community graveyard where evil doers are allowed to rot above ground which prevents their body from returning to the Earth Mother's womb. The Ajofia spirit appears as a 10 foot tall mass of black hair billowing smoke covered in animal skulls, human masks, and living bugs. Despite the fear it inspires in people, it is a noble spirit of justice that doesn't hesitate to punish the wicked and is respected by the community.
The Mgbedike is a spirit associated with war, bravery, and men. They appear as a beastial man with bull horns, sharp teeth, and other intimidating features. Their dance during the Mmanwu is fierce and aggresive.
The Agbogho is the spirit of maidens, representing with the Igbo femminine ideal (Note: all of the masquraders in a Mmanwu are men, including the Agbogho). They appears as a beautiful, pale (cuz ghost), young woman, and perform a graceful dance that emphasizes their legs.
The Ijele is the king of the Mmanwu, appearing as a tower that 45 different Mmuo dance atop as it closes the Masquerade festival, and it has the power to bring good harvests and draw in evil doers with it's magic mirror before punishing them.
i cannot stress enough how important a relationship with your ancestors is, especially now.
a white candle, a cup of water and 15 mins is really all you need.
place your white candle and glass of water on your altar. your altar can be anything: the top of a dresser or nightstand, a mantle, a small table, a window sill, anything.
light your candle and call on your ancestors. if you know their names, call them out if you want. or just say “to my ancestors, known and unknown, i welcome you here now. i look forward to getting to know you.”
then take a couple minutes and just listen. you may notice a change in the temperature, or a song stuck in your head. maybe you don’t hear or feel anything at all. that’s okay. it takes time to get to know someone in the physical, so it makes sense that it take some time in the spiritual as well.
spend a couple minutes once a week, talking to and listening for your ancestors. start with 2 minutes, then 5 etc. refresh the water once a week. increase the number of times you’re at your altar slowly. you don’t have to go all out all at once, trust me.
after a while you can start giving different offerings like: coffee, tea, likka, tobacco, dragons blood, food ect. again, don’t go all out all at once.
personally, since i’ve started over, i only give big offerings on first sunday. i make a nice sunday dinner complete with dessert for my ancestors the first sunday of every month. i struggle with my mental health and having low energy and this works for both me and my ancestors. figure out what works for you and yours.
also, remember your ancestors are more understanding than we think. you may think they don’t understand queerness, mental illness, disability etc but i promise you they do. you are not the first and you won’t be the last.
okay, i think that’s it for now. feel free to add to this post some more tips for ancestor work
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"When It's All Said n' Done", Olivia Morgan, 2024.
The series, titled "When It's All Said n' Done," seeks to depict an intimate scene between two Black masc lesbians, showcasing the romance, vulnerability, and femininity that exists between them. It also captures the moment after they have shared their most sacred parts, questioning whether they need to resume the facade of heteronormative masculinity and revert to the gender-normative roles imposed on them by others.
There is tension, there is ease, there are these moments in between where time is lost and the word masculinity and femininity don’t easily exist, there is only gentility and care moments where we feel bare and full all at the same time! When it’s all said and done we just screaming and reaching to be felt, reaching for some sense of our unbiased selves, pure and in love.
Ambessa isn't overly affectionate, but she will reward you for coming up to her and asking for her to cuddle with you.
You love the way her arms wrap around you, bordering on being a little tight, as she holds you against her body.
Ambessa likes to keep your head resting against her chest so that she can just look down at you and kiss the top of your head.
You fit so perfectly in Ambessa's arms that sometimes it actually shocks her how nice you feel there. She did't think that she'd hate it, but she definitely didn't expect to like it as much as she did.
She will still practically shove you off of the bed if she gets too hot, but that's a risk that you're willing to take.
Caitlyn
Caitlyn usually starts out holding you, but she's very touched starved and it ends with you holding her instead.
Caitlyn is a good big spoon because she's tall and can envelope you completely, so you try to enjoy that while it lasts.
Caitlyn hates asking if you'll hold her, so sometimes you just have to come in and hug her from behind and refuse to let go. That's the easiest way to get her to lay down with you sometimes.
If Caitlyn is working on something in her home office late, she'll let you come in and curl up in her lap until you fall asleep and then carry you back to bed when she's done.
Caitlyn's favorite way to wake up is with her face pressed into your chest.
Grayson
Grayson is a busy woman, so she takes every moment she gets with you at home seriously. It's all very precious for her, so she's not going to hesitate in pulling you onto her lap or into her arms for a bit.
There's nothing Grayson wants to do more after a long day than hold you in her arms for a little while.
She knows that she's stronger than you, so she's always very careful not to hold you too tight. Both of you deserve to be comfortable to her.
Grayson likes to lay with you on top of her, and she will 100% coax you into that position with head scratches and soft kisses.
It could easily lead to more, but Grayson makes her intentions clear before you ever get into bed with her.
Sevika
Sevika loves having you on her lap, and has perfected holding you in a way that truly just amplifies her aura. She knows how desired both of you are in the undercity, truly Zaun's power couple.
At home, Sevika always takes her metal arm off because she can't imagine that it's remotely comfortable, even if you tell her sometimes that you don't mind.
Sevika is usually behind you when cuddling as the big spoon, but when she's in front of you, her face is buried in the crook of your neck, just breathing in your scent.
Sevika gets hot easily, so she doesn't like to cuddle for long periods of time, and after she starts to get sweaty, you'll also start to drift away a bit.
Sevika does use her overheating as an excuse to cuddle naked, usually with the air on and a thin blanket if she's feeling generous towards you.
Vi
Vi is a big casual cuddler. If there's an opportunity for one of you to be in the other's arms, she's taking it.
Vi doesn't care if she's the big spoon or the little spoon, just that the two of you are as close as possible to each other.
She loves the way that you will shamelessly run her hands along her arms when she's holding you.
Her favorite aspect of cuddling is having your weight on top of her, but she will also absolutely wrap herself all around you if given the chance to.
If Violet decides that you're gonna cuddle in bed, neither one of you are doing anything else that day unless it's an absolutely dire emergency.
HERE’S A PART 2 TO KEEP YOU FREAKS (affectionate) SATIATED UNTIL IM DONE WITH THE FIC
ex wife!sevika who formally asks you out again for the first time with a huge bouquet of roses
ex wife!sevika who always keeps one of the flowers she gives you to know when she needs to buy you more
ex wife!sevika who takes you out to one of the fanciest restaurants you’ve ever seen in your life whole the girls are with their grandparents for the next few days
ex wife!sevika who is exhales internally when you say that you haven’t dated anyone else
ex wife!sevika who holds your hands across the table and vows to never let work get in the way of you ever again
ex wife!sevika who knows you can’t resist her puppy dog eyes
ex wife!sevika who makes out with you in the car like you’re teenagers again
ex wife!sevika who eats you out for hours when you finally manage to stagger back into the house
ex wife!sevika who keeps her hand laced with yours the whole time, never letting go
ex wife!sevika who puts your wedding band back on your finger while you’re asleep, knowing you still keep it in your nightstand
ex wife!sevika who watches you from the doorway making breakfast wearing only her shirt, just like how things were before everything went wrong
ex wife!sevika who sees you still have your ring on your finger and falls in love all over again
depression sex, g!p sevika, praise kink, bulging, implication of round two and cowgirl position
⊹ ࣪ ˖ you'd been so down lately, every inch of your bone ached from the depressing thoughts that clouded your brain. sevika noticed, she always did whenever you were spiralling. this time however it was like no other time before— it was slowly starting to chip away at you: eyebags darker than before, face thinner and body weaker.
sevika tilted your head up today morning, it was a sunday morning and the birds were chirping outside the cramped apartment both of you shared. your eyes barely opened, groggy and swollen despite having slept over twelve fulfilling hours.
but then you felt it, her morning wood pressing against your thigh, you smiled at her lazily.
“are you gonna fuck the depression out of me?” you teased. sevika gulped, throat bobbing. her grey eyes flicked down to your frail frame before she grabbed the blankets a bit tighter and nodded silently.
“would you like that?” you gave her a nod back.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ her cock was harder than you'd ever seen it, your hand wrapped around the warm shaft and you swiped your thumb over the weeping tip of her cock, smiling so sweetly at her. “you wanna put it in my warm pussy?” you teased and sevika grunted in response. she shifted, leaning between your legs and holding your knees gently.
“tell me if you want me to stop,” sevika pushed the head of your cock against your pantie-covered pussy. you spread your legs further and sevika pushed your panties to the side— thrusting in all at once. you gasped and moaned as you felt the way her big dick stretched you out, your pussy tightened around her thick member.
“oh my god baby i forgot how big you were,” you moaned aloud, holding the sheets tighter with every thrust. sevika's brows were knitted together and sweat trickled down the middle of her bouncing breasts as she set a punishing pace, your hole feeling more full than ever.
“you like it when i stretch out this pretty cunt? you're soaking for me,” sevika pulled the hood of your pussy back, rubbing your clit making you see stars.
“yes i love it! nnngh!”
⊹ ࣪ ˖ pleasure coursed through your entire body, threatening to take over the entirety of your brain as her cock pounded your pussy raw. your legs were on her shoulders now and she was hitting deeper than ever before as she whispered in your ear about how pretty you looked— all ruined for her. “vika please!”
you screamed her name as your hips arched off the bed but sevika firmly held your lower abdomen where she could feel the bulging of her dick— pushing you down flat against the mattress as she ruined your cunt. “takin’ me so well, angel, this cunt was made for me,” she breathed out. “it feels so good, s-so— AHH!”
your pussy convulsed, squirting your release all over her cock and abs. sevika pulled out, hastily pulling your panties off which tore half way down and thrusted inside into your sensitive hole making you gasp and writhe. “vika! vika!” you squeaked out her name. she was relentless, making your clit throb in need.
“fuck,” sevikas deep voice sounded out and she pulled her thick member out, letting it slap against your abdomen, soaking your torso and face with thick ropes of semen.
you grinned lazily. “that was amazing...”
“fucked the sadness right outta ya’,” sevika pulled you in her lap and kissed you deeply, slowly inserting herself in again. “round two, ride it, cowgirl.”
