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Storm Chapter 11 is up!

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After Warrior Falls shenanigans and chaos.

6,000+ words. 🍪 Enjoy.

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Can’t Stay Away’s Fic Rec Friday #3 (06.30.23) - The I Worship My Wife Committee by @mickimomo

Title: The I Worship My Wife Committee (Tumblr) | 

Author(s): mickimomo (ao3)  | @mickimomo (Tumblr)

Fandom(s): Black Panther Wakanda Forever

Pairing/Ship(s): Attoye (Okoye x Attuma) | Nashuri (Shuri x Namor) | Aneka x Ayo | Onimora (Oni x Namora)

Type: AU |  Non Canon Compliant | Original Character

Rating: Mature

Status: Unfinished (?)

Updated: 06.28.23

Summary:  … just know that Aneka, Namor, Attuma, and Oni have little get togethers where they gush over their wives.

Why I Love It: This is the kind of fun stuff that serves as a cooling palette cleanser when you want a little light reading that involves your favorite characters just enjoying themselves. There are shenanigans, but it maintains its lightheartedness and sense of humor. The writer is having fun with this, I can tell, because I am having fun reading it. Nothing is more fun than having these characters interact with one another in a spousal support group, because they are utterly addicted to the loves of their lives!

This is an offshoot of another series, The Sun and The Sky, which has been the writer’s starting point for these characters, especially the original character Oni. It began as an Attoye one shot, from what I can tell, and has expanded into an ensemble epic with two additional multi-chapter installments. I have not read this series yet, but I did read the “I Worship my Wife Committee” shorts and it made me want to check out the original series. I plan to do just that before the next Fic Rec Friday!

I think it would be best to start with the series itself before reading this? That’s what I should have done. But, think of this as something to look forward to once you get to that point. This short series of chapters does stand on their own as separate, entertaining little vignettes, but start with the whole meal, then cap it off with these sweet little bites! 

The I Worship My Wife Committee

[mickimomo]

Attuma with the babies - part 1

Listen. I just know Attuma is an extremely involved and supportive husband when it comes to raising his and Okoye's kids.

So just come with me as I write out a few thoughts.

This is based in The Sun & The Sky AU. 💓

My thoughts:

The first time Attuma held the twins, he cried. They were so small and precious. From the moment he saw them, he knew that he'd destroy any and every threat that dared to trouble them. Okoye was given many soft kisses and praises for bringing their kids into the world too. Gentle massages, careful assistance with bathing, and homemade meals. You know, all the good stuff. Anything to help her as she healed and rested. Gotta make sure his sun is shining too. 😌

Anytime their babies would cry, he'd sprint to the scene to hold them and soothe them. Okoye is often impressed by how in tune he is with the twins. Sometimes it seems like he's able to sense their distress before they make an audible cry. Even in the midst of his slumber, he'll wake up and go check on their two bundles of joy.

Whenever Okoye has to breastfeed them, he's there helping and being supportive. Whether he's rubbing her back. Holding her so that she's able to rest in his arms. Or feeding her because she's a bit hungry and her arms are full. He read a lot of books while she was pregnant, so he's constantly rubbing her down with salves he read about to make sure she's never sore after breastfeeding and that she's eating properly to keep producing milk.

And as Okoye begins to observe the changes to her body, postpartum, Attuma is always boosting her head up. She doesn't even get a chance to think any less of herself. He's always praising her, drowning her in love, and gifting her things so that she knows she's just as special as their babies. He'll take care of the kids, so that she can go train a little or have some alone time. He'll even plan little picnic dates for them in the living room, while the twins are sleeping, so the romance stays alive. 🥺 He'll bring her home flowers and a baked treat, every time he comes home from patrolling. Eager to relieve her of any stress, she may be feeling from taking care of the twins all day by herself.

Whenever Okoye is napping, he's always walking around with the babies wrapped securely to his torso. Ever since Aneka showed him how to wrap the babies securely and wear them- he saw it while out and wished to learn- he does it as often as he can. He's a proud father. The twins are his pride and the fruits of his love. Why wouldn't he keep them close?

Everyone finds it cute. Such a large and intimidating man wearing two little babies.

Yes, Aneka and Namora take pictures and send them to Okoye. Shuri has been working on building a super cool stroller to earn the title of Auntie of the Year. It's a hard competition with RiRi in the lab. To their dismay, Oni manages to one up them by giving Attuma more patterned wraps made with a longer and stretchier cloth. (Attuma will carry his babies until they are 4. And even then. He'd just move on to piggyback rides. 😭 He feels that they are safer when they are close. 🥺 But he has to get more creative as he and Okoye's family grows. Imagine him with 12 kids wrapped around him. 💀 Jk. 12 kids is my running joke. It does not have to be canon.)

"Man- I know we didn't just get one upped by a piece of fabric." RiRi scowled as Oni and Attuma talked.

Namora was proud of her wife, shooting a small glare at RiRi. "You did. Accept it."

"Those praises do not fall on you. You're just as crappy of an aunt as us." RiRi huffed before laughing when Namora gently nudged her and rolled her eyes.

"He's a simple man." Shuri groaned. "I should have listened to K'uk'ulkan."

"He'll come around." Aneka gently pet them on the back. "You're crazy if you think he's only having two kids with udade. Your inventions will come in handy eventually."

"She is right." Namora hummed. "We all aspire to have big families."

The funny thing about Attuma wearing the twins is that they are so small that they're both able to be strapped to the front of his chest. As they get older, the less chaotic of the twins get to chill in the front. (They don't try to grab ingredients or kick things while he'd cooking. Safety first people.) It's okay. He often gives his toddler on his back pieces of cut fruit to keep their spirits lifted and help them feel involved.

Okoye is always amused to see him talking to the twins while cooking and running errands, even though they're tiny and unable to process what he's saying.

"We are making K'iin food. K'iin means sun." He whispered. "K'iin is your mother. Na' is how you say mother." He'd remind them. "We must make sure she stays bright and healthy." He'd say as he chopped up some ingredients. "So we are making her soup to help her heal, because having two babies took a toll on her. She needs lots of food and rest so that she can continue to be the best mother she already is to both of you." He smiled behind his rebreather. "We will start by cutting up these carrots-"

"Ah." One of the babies would sound out.

"-Yes." He'd grin before pressing a soft kiss into the infant's head. "And we'll add onions, peppers, and chicken. Na' like corn, so we have to add it too."

Sometimes he'll sing to them in mayan. It's not a tune that's laced with strong suggestions like the one he'd drown his enemies with. It's often a song his mother would hum to him when he was small. Something he was happy to pass down to his own children.

And that concludes Part 1. ♡

p.s. I feel like the first set of twins would be identical boys. And they'd end up being mama boys (in a healthy way), because Attuma raised them to respect women. 😤 So, yeah.

[mickimomo]

The ‘I Worship My Wife’ Committee (Part 6)

Amends and Surprises

Link to Part 5

Months had passed since their last meeting and everyone was counting down the days until their next meeting. Life had gotten unnecessarily busy with missions and unprecedented incidents, and now life was finally slowing down.

Each committee member missed the small wife worshipping community they had managed to make.

To make up for the large time, they decided to have a small celebration where everyone would bring something for everyone to enjoy. When the day arrived, they all slowly made their way into the meeting room, eager to spill updates on how things had been going as proud members of the ‘I Worship My Wife Committee’. 

Aneka grinned as she helped set up the serving table while three fluffy white ducks followed her around. Quaking and fluttering their feathers when someone got to close to them.

Namor: I’m surprised you still have those ducks, Aneka.

Aneka: They were gifts from my beloved. Who am I to get rid of something I begged for?

Oni: I guess we’re all impressed that they’re thriving and that Ayo didn’t grow irritated enough to roast them.

Namor set down a platter of roasted fish before nodding in agreement.

Aneka, rolling her eyes: Ayo would never.

She ignored everyone’s glance as she set down a chocolate cake adorned with strawberries.

Oni: Right. I guess Ayo is just exceptionally patient with you.

Aneka kissed her teeth playfully before stepping away from her cake a with playful glare.

Aneka: She is.

Oni: Anyways, Attuma.

Attuma: Hm?

Oni: How is Okoye? Did she go into labor yet?

Attuma smiled as he set down a bowl of fruit salad and a bowl of grilled squash and corn. 

Attuma: She’s doing well. She's not due for another month or so.

Oni: I swear Okoye has been pregnant for forever and a day.

Attuma: Imagine how she feels.

Namor: Perhaps you should keep your hands off of her after this child.

Attuma: I will try, but Okoye is quite seductive when she-

Namor raised a hand, motioning for his general to stop talking.

Attuma: What? I thought we could be explicit here.

Namor: Yes, but not before I have to eat.

Oni: Yeah. I personally don't want to know in great detail how my nieces or nephews get made.

Attuma couldn't help but chuckle at the group.

Attuma: I apologize. I will explain afterwards.

They both grimaced, earning a chuckle out of Aneka.

Aneka: Well, I'm sure things have been exciting preparing for a new baby.

Attuma: Yes. I’ve been helping K’iin prepare the house. We've done a lot of nesting and shopping.

Namor arched a brow as he watched his general let out a soft sigh of exhaustion.

Namor: That bad?

Attuma: No. It’s never bad. I just need to get better at doing everything after patroling. I need to get better at not falling asleep after work.

Oni: Hey. If you ever need someone to cover a patrol shift or mission for you, you can ask one of us for help. Namora and I would be honored to help.

They all watched her set down a bowl of plum punch before she continued.

Oni: These next few weeks, Udade is going to call on you a lot. You can’t keep stretching yourself thin. She needs you at your best, which means she's your number one priority.

Aneka: She’s right.

Attuma: I will keep your offer in mind.

Oni: Good and you better take it. Having a baby is a lot of work.

Namor: Actually... I have a bit of news.

They all looked at the god king skeptically as they began to dish themselves up. 

Oni: What kind of news?

Aneka took a sip of punch before speaking up.

Aneka: Yeah? What kind of news?

Namor: Well... Shuri and I are expecting a baby.

Aneka choked on her punch, Attuma grinned, and Oni cackled before punching the air.

Oni: I KNEW IT.

Aneka: Shut up! What!? When!?!

Oni grinned as she wiggled her eyebrows: Remember when he made amends with Shuri after that argument they had?

Namor: Oni please-

Attuma: It is unexpectedly soon, but I am happy for you. How is she taking the news?

Namor: She tried to kill me when she first found out.

Attuma winced and Oni cackled again.

Aneka: Honestly, I’m not surprised.

Oni took a bite of the fish on her plate: Is she happy about it now?

Namor: Yes. We talked about it and I guess we both knew it would happen eventually. It makes sense when we both reflect on the day we made amends.

Attuma: The power of love.

Oni and Aneka nodded in agreement. 

Aneka: I’m sure the council will be overjoyed whenever you two choose to announce this to the public.

Namor: She wants to wait until she’s unable to hide that she is pregnant.

Attuma: Okoye did that as well. She was happier getting to keep things to herself without worrying about what everyone thought or felt about her being pregnant with my child.

Oni: It’s less stress. The council isn’t exactly happy about the treaty, despite signing it, you know.

Aneka: Yeah. The public can be overwhelming too. The former general of Wakanda having a kid? The Queen of Wakanda having a kid? The priestess of Wakanda in kahoots with a warrior of Talokan.

Aneka listed each thing while raising a finger.

Aneka: The amount of gossip they would have to endure would put them at risk for health complications.

Oni nodded in agreement: It is wise to hide these things until you cannot to minimize stress.

Namor: I won’t let anyone stress Shuri out.

Attuma: Some things are hard to protect one from. 

Namor: Are you saying I'm incapable?

Attuma: No. I am only saying that the only way you could escape every single rumor from reaching Shuri’s ear, is if you went somewhere without either of our nations present.

Oni: Knowing Shuri, she won’t be happy about leaving.

Aneka: Yeah. She'd want to be around family and loved ones.

Namor: What if I took her back to Haiti for a bit to stay near Nakia?

Attuma: Would the people of Wakanda let their Queen flee again?

Oni: It could work, but you'd have to have a legitimate reason. Maybe some international ambassador work?

Aneka: That could work. It would keep her busy and she would only have to make a few public appearances.

Namor: I don't want her working too hard.

Attuma: If the queen is like Okoye, it is inevitable to slow them down until they choose to do so. Okoye was extremely stubborn in the beginning.

Oni: That's Udade, for you.

Aneka: Hey. You wanted an idea. I think this could work for your stress-free pregnancy. You can leave just before it's hard to hide her pregnancy and then boom. No stress.

They all nodded in agreement before taking a few minutes to eat some of their food.

Namor: Alright. I'll present this idea to Shuri and see what she thinks.

Aneka: Great. Good luck.

Namor: Thank you.

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Storm Chapter 10

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Enjoy the new chapter!

I'm going to try to work on some other pieces now that I've had a proper break. 💓

[mickimomo]

When They're Jealous

The Sun & The Sky AU

Some things are censored with a multiplication sign, so it's not too explicit.

p.s. @sphinx81 he got punched here. I'll see what kind of pandemonium I can cook up in Storm for M'Baku to get punched by Namora there too. 🤣

Attuma × Okoye

When Attuma is jealous, he makes it extremely clear to everyone that Okoye is his. Whether that be him randomly shouting "Has anyone seen my wife, Okoye? Oh! There she is!" To scooping her up, tossing her over her shoulder and announcing that he's going home to make love to his K'iin. Okoye is always extremely careful to not make him jealous to avoid this, unless she's intentionally trying to make him jealous (when they had a bad argument and he won't apologize first) or when she's tired of someone who's persistently trying to flirt with her despite telling them she's happily married.

If Attuma suspects that she's intentionally flirting with someone, he will not hesitate to lay her out on a table to blow her back out.

In public.

Namora: ATTUMA NO! WE'RE IN A PUBLIC ESTABLISHMENT!

Attuma: *ignores Namora as he speaks to Okoye in Xhosa*

Oni: Why don't we ever do that, Amora?

Namora: In yakunaj, if you need to be pleasured, we will do it at home.

Oni: *bows her head in prayer* Why couldn't it be me, Bast?

Namora: Oni!

Namor: *still eating his food*

Shuri: *has a waitress screen off the area while Okoye curses back at him in Xhosa before she began to frantically apologize and moan*

Aneka: Why would she flirt with the waiter?

Ayo: I don't know, but that's none of my business.

Ross: *minding his business*

M'Baku: *also minding his business*

Okoye does her damn best not to be jealous. In fact, Attuma is such a faithful man. It's rare that she does feel jealous. The only times she's ever felt jealous was when she saw a beautiful warrior talking to him in Talokan. (She really was beautiful, but to her surprise, she was into women... and Attuma was actually telling her that Okoye was his wife... because she was interested in her. 🥴 His jealous ass.) And the second time was when she saw him helping a woman carry some things home because she was pregnant. He just looked like he belonged with her, despite it being an innocent act of kindness. She felt so bad about it that she cried. But it was just the pregnancy hormones. 🥹

Attuma showered her in kisses and fed her chopped pieces or melon to lift her spirits.

Attuma: I was only helping because she was pregnant. My sweet wife is pregnant, and I would want someone to help you if I wasn't around. *feeds her a piece of fruit*

Okoye, trying her hardest to stop crying: I know. But she's so pretty.

Attuma: Okoye, you are the sun in the sky. What could outshine you?

Okoye: *starts sobbing again*

Attuma: K'iin?!?

Okoye: What about at night!? *wails* Doesn't the moon shine bright too?

Attuma: *shocked Pikachu face*

Namora x Oni

Oni is a literal demon when she's jealous. It's never truly Namora's fault. The warrior is completely oblivious to flirting now that she's married and her rest face still scares people off. Despite that, some people are super persistent, and Oni has no issue making it very clear that Namora is married.

She'll watch things unfold quietly and watch how Namora reacts. Then she'll step in and drag Namora away to do some very explicit activities until the only coherent word she can say is 'Oni'.

Oni tilted her head as she kneeled before the dazed warrior and grabbed her jaw.

Oni: Who do you belong to, Amora?

Namora, panting and sniffling from overstimulation: Oni.

Oni: *smiles sweetly as she cupped her flustered cheeks* I don't mind reminding you. Forget as much as you'd like. You will always end up like this when I'm done with you.

Namora finds it very hot but is always careful not to let Oni get jealous too often. Oni has no shame and will definitely do something freaky in public to remind everyone who she belongs to. 🫣 She has literally climbed under a table to eat her out before. Don't ask for the specifics. 🥴

Oni is the type of girl that will finger a grapefruit to get her point across, so I'll let your mind go wild with what else she's capable of. (Yes, she can tie knots with cherry stems. 💀)

Oni: Amora!

Namora: Mm? *looks up at her wife*

Oni: Watch this.

Namora: *watches her wife toss a cherry in her mouth and close it with a super focused look on her face before sticking out her tongue to reveal a sparkling clean cherry seed and a knotted cherry stem*

M'Baku: That is the skill of a woman who has conquered many men.

Shuri: Don't start.

Namora: Oni is a skilled warrior. *furrows her eyebrows* I do not understand the offense.

Aneka: He just called your wife a hoe.

Ayo: Aneka.

Aneka: I'm not gonna lie to her.

Ayo: *shakes her head*

Namora: A hoe?

Namor: *translates before taking a casual sip of his drink*

Namora: *gets up and beats M'Baku's ass*

Ross: *still minding his business*

Oni: *looks at Shuri* Can you do it?

Shuri: Let me try.

Okoye: *eating her food and watching M'Baku get beat up* This salmon is delicious. You wanna try it?

Attuma: *also watching the Namora win the fight* Sure. *eats her offering off her fork* Wanna try my food?

Okoye: Sure.

Now, when Namora gets jealous. You better run. Namora will more than likely send you off to meet your maker or catch and release you into the wilderness, halfway across the world.

Oni is a beautiful woman, and she's usually very friendly until provoked. So it's natural that honey would attract bees. She appreciates those who back down after learning that Oni is married.

What Namora won't tolerate is when you continue to flirt with her wife after Oni informs you that she's married. Provoking and upsetting Oni will get you on her list. And with heightened senses, she knows when it happens whether Oni tells her or not.

Over 15 people have gone missing after flirting with Oni. And Namora being Namora, she always gifts Oni something that they were wearing. Like a watch or blouse. To make it abundantly clear that she did something and will not hesitate to do it again.

Don't worry. These people found their way home months later, absolutely terrified of the couple.

Well. One guy never made it back because he slapped Oni's ass, but Namora won't tell Oni what she did to him. She simply gives her a kiss and pretends she never asked anything.

Namora earned herself the title Sea Demon, because she has been spotted dragging people out to sea a few times.

Just don't bother her wife, ok? 😮‍💨 Leave Oni alone.

p.s. Oni doesn't flirt with people, so it's their fault if Namora has to get them. Bast doesn't mind it either. Namora is the best protector her vessel could have ever had.

Namor × Shuri

Namor does not enjoy feeling jealous and things will always boil down to three options:

1. He'll do something explicit in public to Shuri in a discreet manner, where no one knows what's happening but the two of them.

2. He'll punish her for entertaining someone by edging her for a few days.

3. He ends them. (A last resort option, because Shuri doesn't like it when he does it.)

Not a single soul in Takokan or Wakanda would be bold enough to flirt with Shuri. (They don't want to die, and they know he would end them. 💀)

Shuri: You know what sucks about marriage?

Oni: What?

Shuri: People don't flirt with me or compliment me anymore.

RiRi: You married the King of Talokan.

Shuri: So?

RiRi: Did you forget what he did to Wakanda? If he caught anyone flirting with you- not a single soul would survive his wrath.

Oni: I agree with RiRi. Namora makes people disappear. Namor would definitely make a country or even a continent disappear if someone dared to flirt with you."

Shuri: But what if it was one of you guys?

Aneka: Girl, what?!

Okoye: She wants to watch the world burn.

Shuri: Well, if I kissed one of you, he wouldn't get mad.

Oni: You can't be serious.

Shuri: It's a hypothesis.

RiRi: That shouldn't be tested, genius.

Okoye: We're all basically sisters to you anyways. It wouldn't work out. Especially since everyone's married, but Ri-

RiRi: -it doesn't even matter that I'm single. That man barely forgave me for my invention. He will never be given another reason to want to kill me, God willing.

Shuri: But what if we pretended we did and pulled a prank. Like a joke. A lil jokey joke.

RiRi: That man doesn't play about you. I'm not using my life as bait.

Shuri: You guys don't get it. It's exciting to see him jealous.

Okoye: How hard do I need to hit her to help her think properly?

Aneka: *rolling up a magazine* I got it. *gets up and chases Shuri around*

For this reason, it usually happens on missions when they're in another country, and no one knows who they are because they're undercover.

Shuri handles it pretty well, and will sometimes flirt with random people to set him off because she finds it fun. (Sis is playing with fireworks in a bonfire. What did J. Cole say in that one song about not wanting to be saved? 🫣)

Unlike Namora, Namor doesn't have a partner with unhinged blood lust. So, people can't just go missing without Shuri getting upset. Unless it's to the point that Shuri feels extremely uncomfortable or unsafe.

They have a safeword for when she's fine with him taking them out, and it centers around his real name.

It's only been used twice, so far.

Random guy: Why are you playing so hard to get? *grabs her wrist roughly* We were dancing and everything, and now you're trying to leave.

Shuri: I was trying to be nice, but you're making things difficult. *snaps his wrist like a twig before walking off*

Random guy: *follows after her, reaching for his weapon* Why you-

Shuri: Ch'ah Toh, in yakunaj. Áantení. *hurries outside as she whispers into her kimoyo beads*

(Ch'ah Toh, my love. Help.)

The sound of bullets firing made her panic as she looked around for her husband. Just as the man came outside and grabbed her by the back of her neck, a spear went zooming past the queen's head and into the man's skull. He dropped to the floor, his touch no longer contamininating her skin.

Namor: Are you hurt? *looks her over frantically*

Shuri: I'm fine.

Namor: You didn't fight anyone, right?

Shuri: No. I'm fine. *gently touches her stomach* We are fine.

Namor: *exhales softly* Good. Did you get what you needed?

Shuri: Yes. *holds up a tube of vibranium*

Namor: Then we can go?

Shuri: Yes, my king. *smiles as he peppered her face with soft kisses*

Namor: *scoops her up* Great. You did well, my queen.

Even before she's expecting, they had this safe word prior to in the event Shuri is fighting someone she can't beat on her own. And no, she's not expecting in Storm, lol. Shuri and Namor have kids somewhere around Okoye and Attuma's fourth kid.

Shuri doesn't handle jealousy any better than Namor. Namor, however, doesn't entertain it or initiate it. Even while on missions, he's very dismissive to people who flirt with him.

Drunk Namor however may fuck up if he sees a woman who is slightly reminiscent of his beautiful wife. Although Shuri finds it a little endearing, she will not hesitate to use PDA to make it very clear that Namor is taken. She'll kiss him. Sit on his lap. And in a few extreme instances, she's literally warm his c×ck or given him a h×ndjob. 😳 Do with that, what you will.

Alexa, please play Partition by Beyoncé.

Shuri: Aj K'uk'ulkan. You should be able to differentiate me from other women. *bouncing on his lap in the corner of a restaurant that is slightly screened off*

Namor: I am sorry, my Queen. *grabs her hips as he struggled to stay quiet* I was only confused for a moment.

Shuri: I don't like it when you gaze upon other women. You should only look at me like that.

Namor: I thought she was you for a moment. I looked away once I realized she was not.

Shuri: You tend to struggle when you are drunk. *grabs his jaw and pulls him closer* Let me help you remember exactly who your wife is.

Namor finds Shuri absolutely enchanting when she's jealous. She's so needy and affectionate, yet demanding and dominating- and he can't help but melt under her every single time. Seeing her uptight facade fall while she's making a very public scene makes him very h×rny.

I would type out these scenes in deeper detail, but I'm not trying to get yeeted. I might crank something out and toss it up on AO3, if I have some free time. 🤷🏾‍♀️

What are you thoughts? Am I missing anything?

I contemplated doing something for Aneka and Ayo, but Ayo does not play those types of games with Aneka. And Aneka knows Ayo would get upset if she saw her entertaining someone. So they don't. There's rarely any jealousy between the two because the boundary is extremely clear.

Blooper:

Ross minding his business

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The 'I Worship My Wife' Committee (Part 1)

I just know that Aneka, Namor, Attuma, and Oni have little get togethers where they gush over their wives. And it plays out in my head like this:

Aneka: Thank you all for joining me today. Alright. Well. As always. Let's start off by saying one good thing we have done to show how much we worship our wives. I'll go first. *clears throat* I learned how to give a deep tissue massage and gave Ayo one after she finished training. I also cooked her, her favorite meal. Things definitely got kinda steamy with the wine, but I'll spare you guys the details.

Oni: Nah girl. We share the details. Go ahead.

Aneka: Oh, well, you know. Straps were involved, and toes were curling. I don't think I've ever screamed that much before.

Oni: Oooh. That's why your voice was gone for three days.

Aneka: Yeah. But it was worth it.

Attuma, giving her high-five: Good for you.

Everyone clapped before looking at Attuma.

Attuma: Ah. Well. As you all know. Okoye is pregnant with twins. She's been craving a lot of things lately. She woke up at 3 in the morning sobbing the other day because she wanted something from the market. As you all know. The market is closed at 3 am. But whatever K'iin wants, I'll get it. So I broke into the place she wanted food from, made the meal, cleaned up the shop, left a few pearls as an apology, locked it back up, and brought her back what she wanted.

Aneka: I should have known you were the pearl bandit.

Attuma: I will not tell Okoye no.

Oni: Was udade happy?

Attuma: She was so happy that she rode my face and released after eating. I almost wish I had died with my face between her legs. It was a blissful experience.

Everyone clapped again.

Namor: Wow. That's beautiful.

Attuma: Thank you.

They all looked at Namor.

Namor: So, Shuri has been working on something nonstop without taking care of herself again. Typically, I'd chew her out and drag her to bed. Instead, I decided to come in for breakfast, lunch, and dinner and feed her a meal. I'll even come in to feed her a snack. I also forced her to nap with me and go on walks to take a break. And if you look at her now, you'll notice that she's not drinking as much coffee and she's glowing.

Oni: Yeeeess. We love to see a loved one properly cared for.

Namor: Yes. And now that she's not always going to bed tired, she finally has time to get laid out like a domino.

Aneka, snapping her fingers before pointing at the god king: I love that comparison you just gave us.

Namor: Thank you. I learned a lot at our last family game night.

Attuma: Are you trying for a child?

Namor: We will when she's ready.

They all nodded in agreement before looking at Oni.

Oni: Well. Amora has been wanting me to wear her colors more because she thinks orange and red really compliment me. So. Me being the good wife I am, I started wearing a few of her gowns, and she was ecstatic. Then I felt adventurous one day and put on her armor and pretended to be her when she got home.

Namor: Ooooo. How did that go?

Oni: She bent me over and fucked me until I cried.

Attuma: She made you cry?

Oni: Yes. I was so overstimulated, that I couldn't even move away.

Aneka: Is that why you were in a wheelchair for a week?

Oni: Yes, and my wife spoiled me every day to make up for it.

They all laughed softly at the memory of Oni pouting in a wheelchair while Namora tried to cheer her up.

Namor: I knew your lie of hurting your ankle seemed odd. You were pouting way too much with Namora around.

Oni: Beyond these walls. It's still a busted ankle. Amora will be livid if she knows I told you all what actually happened.

Attuma: We won't tell a soul.

Namor: You have our word.

Aneka, nodded in agreement: See. I knew Namora was a freak.

Oni: Oh hush. Ayo is just as nasty with you.

Aneka: And see. We didn't even have to go there.

Should I write out another meeting? 🤣😭

Link to Part 2

[mickimomo]

Banished from Wakanda

A continuation of my late night chaos, where M'Baku has banned Attuma and Okoye from Wakanda for a week.

Note: Okoye isn't pregnant. Yet. This is happening in the sun and the sky multiverse, lol. So she can get tipsy.

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So, Attuma and Okoye were "banished" from Wakanda for a week and expected to apologize and help the owners of the restaurant they had been intimate in.

It had all started with a petty argument when they were getting ready for dinner.

Neither of them knew why they were arguing.

Perhaps the lack of intimacy had them a little more fired up than usual.

Either way, Attuma and Okoye weren't backing down and they were both too stubborn to stay home. So, they went out and joined their friends for dinner.

It probably would have gone well if so many women hadn't been looking at Attuma. Typically the attention wouldn't bother Okoye. He was a handsome man. Of course he'd get looked at. But after arguing with him all night, she found herself mentally spiraling with a few things she was still unpacking in therapy, thanks to her ex-husband.

She was mature.

So fucking mature, most of the time.

But after downing three glasses of something that could get her blood flowing, she was definitely moving into demon time.

"Uh..." Oni looked the couple over skeptically from behind her veil. "...Something is off about you two."

Attuma only shrugged.

And that shrug made Okoye roll her eyes.

"I bet women are easier to handle than men." She smiled.

That was enough to get Attuma to down his own drink now.

Oni blinked at her sister. "Uh... I doubt that. It's more so the soul in the body that makes life easier than the body itself."

"Really?" Okoye mused. "Have you ever been with a man before?"

Oni stiffened at the question.

Namora frowned. "Her former lovers do not matter."

"Well, technically, she shouldn't have any."

"I didn't break any vows." Oni waved off Okoye's gaze.

"Sure."

"I didn't."

"Right. Then I don't think you can really give me any input."

"Fine." Oni raised her hands up in surrender before refocusing on her appetizer.

Namora arched a brow. "If you were not drunk and dear to my wife, I would have run my spear through you for speaking to her in such a manner."

"If Oni can kick your ass, I don't think you're capable of landing a hit."

"I have never tried to kill Oni." Namora's eyes darkened. "Would you like to test that theory?"

Okoye only shrugged before looking away from the table.

"Okay. Well..." Shuri started. "...let's just all take a breath and talk things out like adults."

Okoye snorted. "Attuma doesn't want to talk."

Attuma frowned. "I tried, but you do not listen."

Okoye scoffed. "I listened, but it sounded like you were still missing the point."

"You are always fighting with your words. They do not always mean the same thing. I do not always understand you. How would you feel if I did the same thing to you?"

"That's not even why we're arguing right now."

"We are arguing because you won't forgive me for what I said. I did not mean it!"

"So the entire argument is my fault?"

Attuma let out a groan of frustration before grabbing the bottle of liquor. "Are men easier than women?"

Namor shook his head. "No. Oni was right."

Shuri nodded in agreement with her partner before plucking the bottle from the warrior's hand. "And drinking away your anger is not going to squash your rage."

Aneka lifted an index finger. "Alcohol makes being reckless easier. You're not able to think as well."

The couple both shot her a glare, and she raised her hands in surrender.

Ayo shook her head. "Hey. If they wish to start sparring, I will not interfere."

Meanwhile, M'Baku and Ross continued to read their menus and decide what they were eating. They were not participating in martial drama.

M'Baku didn't want to get punched again and Ross never felt like it was his place to give input without being asked first. At least, not in spaces where he was the outlier.

With all the hostility in the air, he knew better than to speak.

And he was wise not to.

All it took was for their beautiful waiter to return to their table and say. "Are you ready to order?" To get the ball rolling.

Okoye stared up at her and offered a warm smile. "I am." She looked over the menu. "But I'm afraid you're not on it."

Namora choked on her drink and Aneka laughed as they all watched Attuma lift his wife up and drop her on the empty table behind them.

"Attuma no!" Namora snapped. "We are in a public establishment!"

He ignored her as he began to snarl at Okoye in xhosa while pinning her to the fabric.

"You wouldn't dare!" Okoye bared her teeth at him before she began to curse him out in xhosa.

Shuri looked up at the waitress. "Please screen off that area. The public doesn't need to see them."

The waitress nodded before running off. She was fast to get three screens and close the section off. Fortunately, Attuma had half the mind to not begin tearing off clothes until they were properly hidden.

But that grip he had on Okoye's neck had the warrior panting in ways that did not come from exhaustion.

No one in the group was particularly surprised by this, considering that Attuma had been away on a mission for almost two weeks and recently returned. But to lay Okoye out on a table in a restaurant? That was new.

Namora rubbed her temples before noticing her wife was sulking.

"My heart?" She gently touched her shoulder. "What troubles you?"

"Why don't we ever do that, Amora?"

Namora felt like the sun had bounced off her face at the question.

"In yakunaj, if you need to be pleasured, we will do it at home."

Oni huffed before bowing her head in prayer. "Why couldn't it be me, Bast?"

Namora knew she was purple now.

"Oni!"

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The next day, Okoye woke up at home, tangled up in the arms of her husband.

She couldn't recall much of the night before.

All she could recall was being dropped onto a table. Attempting to fight Attuma until he grabbed her neck and them getting nasty while he pumped two fingers in her mouth to keep her quiet.

She clutched her head and inhaled sharply as the memories came crashing down.

She was going to kill Attuma if they got punished.

And when they did get punished, she failed to carry through.

They both left for Talokan after M'Baku made his decree and settled into their second home.

Attuma spent a few hours tidying up the area and retrieving food for her, but Okoye's anger did not diminish.

If anything, it brewed and got stronger with each minute.

She was a volcano who would erupt if he was not careful.

Attuma knew she would come around eventually. He'd just have to get sunburned a little.

After two days of giving her space, he began to leave small gifts as offerings.

First, it was her favorite food.

Then, it was her favorite dessert.

He'd bring her earrings.

Bracelets.

Necklaces.

Extravagant gowns.

Flowers.

Once he noticed she was interacting with his gifts, he began to sing songs for her.

Pouring out a heartfelt apology into the first few songs before moving on to more spirit lifting songs.

Once her anger had mellowed out, she allowed them to start sparring together again.

She even allowed him to give massages that didn't result in her becoming one with the mattress ten seconds later.

By the sixth day of their punishment, Okoye was petting Pakal and acknowledging Attuma as her husband again.

She had been spoiled rotten and pampered like royalty.

Her friends had visited her a few times, too, to lift her spirits.

There was never a dull moment, and for a moment, Okoye could honestly say she didn't miss the pressure of Wakanda.

She never actually felt secure there since the late Queen Mother had denounced her as General of the Dora Milaje. And honestly, she was only trying to stick things out for Shuri.

Talokan hadn't felt like much of a home before, but this somehow felt better than her home back in Wakanda.

The people were very welcoming.

Kind.

Helpful.

Giving.

In contrast to Wakanda, nudity was not frowned upon. Which could be affirmed by their king who wore small shorts while amidst his people and not on the throne.

Their garments came in many styles.

Varying from the elaborate gowns, Namora loved to wear to the simple tube tops and short loin cloths some warrior's wore while harvesting food.

It was all a matter of what felt best and the formality of the event.

But even then.

No one would curse their king if they saw him bare.

Or anyone really.

Which I'd why Attuma was praised by some people when he explained why he was banned.

Some people, however, preferred to be private.

Like Namora. (Although we all know she gets nasty behind closed doors. 🤣)

It brought her some peace to not be looked down on in Talokan.

To be seen as a General and revered in a world she had only visited a few times made her want to never leave.

There's wasn't a stupid council or anything.

Maybe she could stay here for a little longer.

Attuma's head popped out of the water before he crawled out and dried off. "Good morning, K'iin. I brought you breakfast." He beamed as he carried a sealed container towards her.

Okoye blinked away her thoughts before looking at her husband, offering a warm smile.

"Thank you, my love."

Maybe she could get used to this.