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There’s just something about writing a black woman being loved and spoiled that really hits home for me. It is simply unmatched on my happiness scale.
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Attuma lulling Okoye to sleep for an afternoon nap 🌙✨
A commission piece for the amazing @ angelheart2015 on Twitter!! Thank you again for the wonderful opportunity to draw such a tender moment 🥰❤️
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Necesitaba hacerle un edit al meme de @wenellyb >v<
[Haría el de shuri y namor, pero todavía no soy buena dibujándolos a ellos TVT]
Original:
https://at.tumblr.com/wenellyb/someone-please-save-namora-from-these-dumbses/v02ht3t2uukz
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I don’t know I was in a silly goofy mood 🫣❤️ Please welcome…
The Attoye Family
Might do more of these with my Attoye children: Tadeas and Xyanza are their names.
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Barbie x Attoye Week
Day 4: Free Choice
OKOYE
She's everything
He's just Attuma
@attoye-week
the textless version & inspiration poster under the keep reading!
It's not very often Mr. Midnight works with color (he prefers B&W), so he tried his best :') Lots of fun with pink! Heehee! Hope you like it!
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MODESTY (ATTOYE)
18+ MDNI
Attuma wouldn't call Okoye shy. And if she heard him say that, with a roll of her eyes, she'd admonish him, and grit, "I'm modest."
And it was true. From the way she dressed to the way she spoke, she was a traditionalist through and through. That's why is was such a shock to everyone in the Golden City when she casually strolled through the market with the General of Talokan.
Even as she broke the rumors, she blocked his kisses, twisted out of his holds on her waist, and chastised the whispers in her ear. While they were in public, she shoo-ed away all of his advancements. Behind the doors of her home, though, was a different story.
Attuma had free reign to kiss, hold, and whisper anyway he wanted. He was like an addict, and Okoye, whom more less clothing at home, was a dangerous temptation. However, still coy, most of the times, when they connected, it was Attuma who initiated the act.
But this was one of those rare times.
Returning from a long mission with Aneka, she stripped out of her Midnight Angel armor and ran straight to the shower. When she emerged smelling like mangoes and shea butter, he thought he'd lose his mind. She adjusted the ties on her shorts, so they hugged her waist. Her shirt was short enough to show off her abdomen decorated in scars. Hanging low enough to tease at her cleavage, the long sleeves bloomed at her wrists, dancing as she swayed to him in the kitchen.
"Welcome back, Okoye," he laughed as he continued to make their dinner. She hummed in response. She pressed her body against his, and the heat from her skin left a trail of goosebumps. His hiss matched the sizzling of the tortillas, and the steam pressing onto his hand brought him back to focus. "Move, K'iin. You'll get burned."
She obliged, in her own way. Trailing her fingers along his hips as she slowly shifted behind him, she palmed his stomach, and pressed her chest into the broadness of his back.
"What's more important?" she kissed his shoulder. "Me, who has returned from a long, hard journey, or tortillas that can be made later?"
She inched lower until she returned the waistband of his loincloth. Rough hands halted her movement, and she grinded into him as she giggled. The vibration rumbled down his spine, leaving his stuck in place, too shunned and too stiff to move.
"Your wellbeing is most important to me," he croaked. "You have travelled far, fought hard. Are you not dying of hunger?"
"Not for food."
He dropped his head as his dick jumped. His breathing was shallow, and if possible, he could die right now, suffocating on the idea of Okoye rushing home to him. He had a half a mind to believe this was an ambush, or a ruse. The same meek woman who thought a kiss goodbye on the hand was a compromise is the same seductress feeling his senses with nothing but her smell. Oh, she was killing him.
"If you are not up to it, I understand," her soft lips parted on top of his shuddering back. "There are other ways I can occupy myself while you finish up."
In his confusion, she slithered out of his grasp. Floating to her bedroom, she didn't even bother to close the door. Just plucked her vibrator from its place, and shimmied out of her shorts: no panties. As she spread herself open, he returned to his tortillas, biting his lips as her breathy moans traveled down the hall.
He was stubborn. He meant what he said. Okoye needed to eat. If she wasn't going to take care of herself after taking care of everyone else, he had to. That's what he told himself as she began to finger herself.
He sneaked quick glances between his last batch and her pleasuring herself. Her fingers were sloppily as they slide in and out of her. She was searching, truly and clumsily exploring walls, struggling to reach that spot inside of her. His spot.
She would squeeze her thighs so tight that she left bruises around his torso. She would fling her body back. Her hips were waves meeting the shoreline. Hypnotic and addicting, he, at her mercy, thanked every deity in his people's pantheon for the opportunity to be inside this woman. When she murmured, "Right there," as she took her pleasure, he stayed put. In his spot.
As soon as the last tortilla was to his liking, he clicked the stove off, raced down the way, and pulled her to the edge of her bed. The thud of Okoye's vibrator hitting the floor was drowned out by her cry of pleasure as Attuma pressed his tongue against her swollen clit. She tangled her fingers in his hair, yanking a handful when his fingers flexed right where she needed him.
"Tortillas....done?" she sighed as she felt pressure build in her stomach.
He grunted in reply: too ticked, too focused, and too hard to even form words. And to even notice the smile that spread across herself as she came undo on his lips. Basking in the after glow, Okoye pulled Attuma up her body and to her lips. A growl from her stomach broke their kiss as he chuckled at how she shuddered under him. With a dutiful, "excuse me," the same woman that left her juices on his face is the same woman shying away from his eyes as she enjoyed his dinner.
Attuma couldn't help but smile.
Just a little something something from the beginning of their relationship hehehehe 🤭
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Lets make some noise for Okoye’s casual wear!
Mutha looks good in everything but I loved these.
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attoye HCS [new and updated]
attuma is the cockiest man, he loves to show Okoye off and brag that he’s bagged the best warrior.
they give off golden retriever x black cat
“I love You.”
“Shut up.”
“I do.”
“Be quiet.”
“Say it back.”
“No.”
“Then I challenge you to a duel.”
attuma is so romantic. she loves to act like she hates it and he knows she doesn’t.
He’s always kissing her back because she has so many scars there from battle.
“I don’t like them.”
“Well…i love them. You look like a real warrior, ko.”
When she gets home from battle, he preps up a bath and learns to cook her favorite wakandan dish.
she braids his hair so often and begins to put shells in his hair so he looks good.
He always brings back something from the sea, a pretty shell, sometimes pearls, or books in his language.
“Weren’t these expensive?”
“No, I found them easily, I wish I could’ve gotten you more.”
“Tuma, these are PEARLS?”
“They really aren’t all that special.”
He’s a great artist and has painted her many times before.
She loves doing his hair, she loves doing it so much that she’ll tell him to sit down and it helps her calm down.
He has huge hands, hands so big, he can hold her waist with no struggle.
When they first became a thing, he always used too much force by accident.
example 1: he accidentally pulled on her waist and ended up damn near pulling him into her, they were so close to kissing.
Attuma loves the tattoos on her head and has traced them before, she always slaps his hand away.
“They’re so pretty.”
“My friend, move your hand.”
She always cooks seafood because she knows that’s what he likes.
He’s helped Wakanda a lot ever since the war. Did it cause problems with Namor and namora? Yes, but he didn’t care.
He didn’t really want kids for the longest time. Then he saw her interact with village children and he couldn’t not think of having kids with her.
They don’t really believe in marriage at least not at first, especially since they’re both busy warriors.
Aneka is literally their cockblocker. (So is M’Baku)
They go on missions together and when they do, he’s always making sure she enjoys them.
He’s very much the big spoon despite how tough she likes to acc.
He’s very affectionate and it eventually rubs off on her. She loves hugging him after a long day of work.
She said I love you first and immediately took it back because of the shook on his face.
She hates his wet hair in her bed but tolerates it because she loves him.
“Attuma! The least you could do is dry it!”
They always take baths together because it’s the easiest way he can breathe without his mask on.
He joins her when she meditates even though he sucks at it.
“You look strained, You alright?”
“How do You even get your leg up that high?”
They always walks to the market together because when he goes by himself, he gets the wrong thing.
“Tuma, this is sweet potato, that is yam.”
“Are they not the same?”
“NO.”
He’s always trying to hit on her during training and it makes her want to roll her eyes.
“You’re so beaut-“
“Please, put your weapon up and skip the sweet talk.”
She’s been to Talokan once and she thought it was beautiful.
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Lookin like the grim reaper
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Shameless (18+)
A/N: Explicit Content ahead, Minors DNI
“Attuma…”
Okoye’s voice hoarse as she tried to speak under the grip of his hand to her throat.
“Whatever you have to say…It can wait.” He spread her legs over his thighs and forced her head back on his shoulder.
Okoye squealed as he began to thrust again, his hips snapping up into her with no grace. She was so slick, warm, wet. He never wanted to leave her again.
With his rebreather tossed carelessly to the floor, he latched his lips to her neck, sucking bruises into the skin.
“Ooh oh fuck! Attuma!” Okoye gripped his wrist as his grip tightened. “I can’t-“
“Yeah you can. I told you to stop talking didn’t I? Look at your self, all spread out for me.”
He grabbed her chin, forcing her head to the side so she could look through the bedroom mirror. And there she was, straddling his lap as his dick moved in and out of her so deliciously she could cry.
“So wet…Shit…you get this wet when you were yelling at me? Hm?”
“Y-yeah…”
“Yeah? This what you wanted? Needed some dick to make you act right?”
“Yes!” She cried in his arms as he drilled into her sloppy yet still hitting the right spot. “I’m gonna cum!”
“Let me see it.” He brought a hand down, rubbing tight circles onto her clit. Her legs clenched as she came on his lap adding to the soaking mess that was her arousal.
She barely got a chance to recover before Attuma was lifting her and pressing her face into the mattress.
With her ass up, landed a smack to her right cheek before gripping her up by her hips and slamming back into her.
“Gonna feel me in this pussy for days…” His lip tucked between his teeth as he thrusted languidly, losing his stamina the longer he was without his mask. He’d be pissed if he had to take a break.
“Do me a favor and bounce that ass on me for a minute.”
“Where’s your breather?”
“Don’t worry about me right now. Come on.”
He guided her hips as they met his until she found her own rhythm to get where she needed.
Attuma threw his head back as she rolled her hips against him, her sweet moans and whines music to his ears.
His eyes drifted to the rebreather on the floor and suddenly the air seemed a lot thinner.
“Alright…enough bullshitting” He thrusted his hips to meet her pace as her moan grew in pitch. Her toes curled and she was close again. He tailed right behind her. He just needed a few mor-
“Oh fuck! Okoye!” He was painting her walls white as a tingling lingered in his abdomen.
Once his high was settled, a different one took its place and he was gasping for his rebreather in seconds.
Okoye pulled her self out of her haze and picked up the mask, taking it to the bathroom to refill.
“Here!” She connected the device and Attuma took a breath.
“Oh shit.”
Okoye chuckled, laying her head on his chest as he returned to earth.
“Were you about to kill yourself for a nut?”
“It would’ve been worth it.”
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“My beautiful, beautiful Okoye” 🦈❤️
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LOS AMO MUCHO TWT
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Updated!
Attuma x Okoye (Attoye)
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“You are so smart mouthed…”
“With a woman like you, I must be.”
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Announcing themes and the rules for Attoye-Week!
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attoye omegaverse | 1/3 | 10.2k words | ao3
“What do you mean he’s not going to provide me with his scent?”
Okoye taps her fingers impatiently against the warden’s desk. With her heat hormones simmering under her skin, her patience for delays has grown thin. Omega and Alpha biology does not care for bureaucracy—it follows the laws of nature, not of man. She needs her husband’s scent immediately, rules be damned! The warden swallows nervously at the bristling ex-Dora Milaje in front of him.
“W’Kabi has rejected your request, Okoye.”
“I’m his Omega!” She snaps, her nerves reaching a boiling point, “He has a duty to me as my Alpha!” She points to her bite mark on her irritated neck scent glands.
All of society knows it is the duty of a mated Alpha to provide for their Omega. Once bitten by an Alpha, Omegas are mated for life—Only their Alphas can soothe their heats with their knot and scent. Unfortunately for Okoye, this means W’Kabi is the only one who can tame the burning biological inferno within her. Yet regardless of crime, exceptions are made for bonded pairs when it comes to justice and punishment. Mates are allowed to tend to each other’s needs when necessary. Emphasis on allowed, not required.
“W’Kabi has rights,” The warden explains as calmly as possible, “We cannot force him to give you his scent.”
Okoye scowls, throwing a foul glare at her bag of scented sheets on the floor. She spent an hour this morning rubbing fabric through her scent glands until her skin became puffy and sore. It was annoying but necessary for the arrangement she had with W’Kabi. She will provide him with her scent to help soothe his ruts and in return, he will provide her with his own scent to help her heats. It is the compromise she has agreed to. No more, no less.
The warden squirms in his chair at Okoye’s dark expression, “I’m sorry, Okoye—”
“Do not say you are sorry!” Okoye snarls, “I am beyond overdue for a heat. Does he not realize he’s killing me?”
Another side effect of mating. While heats become much more manageable, it is only that way because the Omega’s Alpha is the only one who can start their heat. A biological quirk that anthropologists hypothesize was to make sure that mated pairs only procreated when the conditions were optimal for the both of them. That doesn’t stop an Omega’s biology from craving a heat. Like a pressure cooker, the biological imperative to breed will build slowly over time until the Omega is bursting with desire for a pup. At that point, Alphas will instinctually scent their mates and jumpstart their heat, releasing all that pressure. It was just simple biology.
For an Alpha like W’Kabi to refuse to provide for his mate–letting your Omega languish in heat pain out of all things!–it is considered the most shameful behavior for an Alpha.
Going a year without a heat is agony for a mated Omega. It has been fifteen months since Okoye had a proper heat and she was about to lose her mind. The mating mark on her neck burns, constantly itching and aching for her Alpha’s scent.
The only other solutions for mated Omegas without Alphas was to either cut their glands out— a painful, traumatic process— or find another Alpha. But rarely were there any Alphas who were willing to bite down on a living Alpha’s claim. It simply wasn’t done. Not that Okoye was looking for a new Alpha anytime soon.
The warden tugs at his collar, trying his best to be diplomatic, “Okoye, we do allow conjugal visits for mates—”
“No.”
Her Omega bristles. Not at her, but at the warden’s offer. W’Kabi’s not her Alpha—biology be damned. As long as she breathes, she will never submit to W’Kabi ever. Her nails rake into the table.
“Absolutely not. I know what he’s playing at,” Okoye hisses at the warden and grabs him by the collar, “Give him a message for me, you pathetic excuse of an Alpha!” The warden trembles under her fury.
“Tell him he is a fool to think that he can force me to present to him! Tell him to fulfill his duty as my Alpha or—,” Okoye drags the man closer to her face, “I will tear his knot from his cock and feed it to the crocodiles!”
continue reading on ao3 (18+ mind the tags!)
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