#attoye imagines

[mamajankyy]

Imagining an Attoye Au where Okoye is a captain of a pirate ship and in the middle of a battle or storm she gets thrown overboard and Attuma is a merman or another mystic creature that saves her😍

It could take a dark turn and he could take her back to his cove and keep her as a gift from the sea or something idk…sigh

[imthataliensuperstar]

“ i want YOU 🫵 to beat my ass again “

[attoye]

Happy anniversary to this gorgeous pair, and to Black Panther 2: Wakanda Forever!

Mother Danai 💜 x Father Alejandro 🖤

[xblackreader]

M’Baku and Attuma eating lunch together: as besties!

Mbaku: You’re delusional. Raw fish is not mean to be eaten.

Attuma: first off, you’re vegetarian. Secondly, surface dwellers eat raw fish too!

Mbaku: I don’t like that either. But I do like your yams (steals a bit of Attuma’s food)

Attuma:

Mbaku: (chewing) what?

Attuma: …that was my food.

Mbaku: yeah?

Attuma: You took my food. Okoye made me that. You didn’t even ask.

Mbaku: whatever 🙄 you’ll be fine

Attuma:

Attuma: Fat fuck.

Mbaku: I- YOURE FAT TOO

Attuma: I’m muscular, you’re just a fat bitch.

m'baku: Motherfucka u built like a obese blueberry, shut yo ass up and GIMME SOME MORE YAMS

Attuma: GET AWAY

[dontruinmymorning]

ATTOYE HC

Okoye and Attuma had an intense one night stand that they agreed to never acknowledge again. Until Okoye falls pregnant.

This fic would be AU in that they meet without the war but they’re not exactly close.

Attuma comes top side from time to time with Namor when he had meetings, but it wasn’t consistent.

At a celebration Okoye and Attuma get drunk and do the do.

Okoye finds out she’s pregnant but decides to keep it to herself. She has no idea how it will affect her child’s DNA, but she didn’t want to broadcast it to anyone. Only Shuri was aware of the child’s true paternity just so she can run tests and provide some answers.

Attuma has not really been top side in the last few months so Okoye figured it will be simple to keep it from him. It was a one time thing and he didn’t ask to be tied down to a surface dweller despite them being allies.

But all that goes to shit when she bumps into Namora one day and Namora looks at her curiously. She began sniffing the air around Okoye until she seemed to figured out what it is she smelled. Her eyes widened as Okoye looked at her apprehensively.

“You’re pregnant?” Namora asks with force.

For the first time in a while Okoye is speechless and just gapes like a fish.

That seems to be enough confirmation for Namora because she moves on and says, “Attuma is the sire.” And only Okoye’s extensive training stops her from fainting on the spot.

Okoye never accounted for the Talokan enhanced abilities…

Can you imagine ????? LOL

[laninasinamor]

Okay please do an NSFW where the Okoye is sparing with Attuma and kicks his ass. Attuma never loses a sparing match and calls for a redo only to get his ass handed to him again. Okoye may win in the ring but Attuma always wins in the bedroom

BRUH I SUCK AT WRITING. 😣 ill try to brief what happened tho lmao

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so, attuma and okoye are NOTORIOUS for fighting NUMEROUS sparring matches with each other bc they are both SUPER PRIDEFUL when it comes to WINNING. but there can only be ONE winner each time.

they keep going back and forth, over and over. and namora just keeps looking at them like UGHHHH THEY SO WANNA F*CK EACH OTHER. SO DISGUSTING, THESE HETEROS 🙄🙄

and obviously namor is cheering for attuma and shuri goes for okoye, namor and shuri both look each other like “shut up, my person is gonna win”

…

each defeat ends with one pinning the other down.

…

…okoye straddles attuma with her spear at his throat and she grinds her hips against him. he tries not to groan.

…attuma almost defeats okoye. he has her stomach down, his huge forearm pinning her shoulder blades, taunting her, “i thought you enjoyed being stabbed by my spear?” yet he shouldn’t be surprised by her as she manages to knock him across the room and says, “i couldn’t hear you, i was distracted watching a fish fly.” they continue by teasing and whispering nasty promises.😏😈

and i know ppl will get tired of watching bc they’ve been going at it for hours. until they’re left alone, and they finally look around like where’d everyone go?

then they just get so fired up that they decide to finally push one another against the wall to make out. eventually it gets so heated that okoye begs attuma to “just give it to me”. but he tells her “no, not here.” that she will always be treated with the utmost respect, proceeds to bridal carry her into the bedroom 😵‍💫🥵

hope i gave you what you needed lol

[scribble-dribble-writes]

Update!

This is a bit different to what I share on here but I made a short film based on one of my poems. It's visual poetry that I put together on my own haha so if you're interested in something like that

You can watch it here - 'Life is a Circle'

And another amazing news I wanted to share is that, my debut book is out now!!!

It's called 'The Art of Growing Up' and included 20 poems of mine alongside my own illustrations 💖

The links to getting the paperback are below:

Amazon

Barnes and Noble

Ebook version:

Bookleaf

Thank you for your support!! Your comments and your love for my stories have enabled me to chase dreams.

Now that's out of the way, Updates!!

Look out for the next chapter for Loveless tomorrow! It's with the fish siblings and I'm pretty sure they're gonna make us all cry 😭

I'm working on finding some time to answer requests! I'm getting there, please forgive me as it's taking me a while but I'll write all of them, don't worry 💖

Now 'Conquered' is really becoming a fun activity for me and keeping a look over the polls is literally making me laugh as I watch the bar tilt towards Obi wan or Maul. So if you haven't voted! Go vote for your guy here 💖😘

The spin off for Loveless is in the works! Thinking about a story for our lovely pairs. The date for those chapters are still TBD. So watch this space for updates or send through requests for Romora and Attoye 💖

You're the best, my internet friends!! I love you all so much 💖

[mamajankyy]

MOB FAMILY ATTOYE YES PLZ

The Kingpin and Queenpin of my dreams😮‍💨

[imthataliensuperstar]

attuma : would you suck the venom out of my dick if it means saving my life

me : i want the venom and nut

[attoye]

Mother Danai teases at Disney+ Okoye Spinoff 👀❤️

mother will perhaps have an episode or two where she reunites with father 👀👀👀🩵⚔️ (cough cough attuma 👀)

[xblackreader]

posting prompts for ATTOYE !!!

👩🏾‍🦲❤️🦈

Rescue Prompts

"I'm here, it's alright, you are safe now."

"Why did you risk so much for me?" "Because we are a team, remember?"

"Shh, it's fine, I'll carry you the rest of the way."

"No one will hurt you again, I promise."

"Can you walk?"

"I'm going to kill them for doing this to you!"

"Please, don't leave me here." "I would never."

"I'm sorry I took so long."

"We'll patch you up soon, don't worry. And then everything will be fine."

"Hold onto me, okay? I'll get us out of here."

"Please don't be scared. I won't hurt you, I swear. I'm here to help."

[xblackreader]

M'baku: So are you two dating now?

Okoye & Attuma: Yes.

M'baku: Why?

Okoye: I happen to find Attuma very appealing.

M'baku: Yeah, I can understand that. I'm trying to figure out what's wrong with Attuma.

[skylarstark4826]

I absolutely loved these beautiful Black Panther Fanarts from Attoye's ship the characters of Attuma and Okoye together especially because I find it adorable the idea that Attuma and Okoye have a date although night really very romantic and more because I really find very adorable the way Attuma says something to Okoye and she laughs and more at the sunset or sunrise behind them not counting the way they both look absolutely in love. I really hope that in the following Black Panther movies as in the Mignight series Angel Attuma will appear and he together with Okoye they begin to spend a lot of time together and then Okoye begins to fall in love with him and I would love that because I imagine that after the betrayal of Okoye's husband… W'kabi she would never want to have a relationship of this type but being with Attuma for so much time she realized that she was in love with him and would like to be by his side in a romantic way sincerely

By the way, these beautiful Fanarts of them are not mine and the credits are not for me, but let you know that right here I'm going to leave you the link of the true creator on Tumblr.

[tvreadsandsleep]

» Sparring!Attoye || Attoye Prompt Drabbles || Master List « » Companion piece to Unadulterated. «

The surface dweller had captured his attention from the start. On the bridge, his eyes had set on her when she’d removed her jacket (her lips moving in what he’d assumed was a threat) and had remained glued to her the entire time. He’d watched as she fought his soldiers, circling their forms, ostensibly to study Talokan’s warriors, but, in actuality, his gaze had never left her.

Her graceful twists and turns and artful dodges and attacks had enchanted him, keeping him spellbound as his perusal had continued, and one by one his soldiers fell. Excitement had danced through his veins when he’d dismissed the fallen to take the woman on himself. Excitement and arousal, his cock stiffening during his advancement.

What a shame that she has to die, he’d thought before he’d begun his attack. However, he’d been unable to kill her. Injure her, yes, but she’d survived his onslaught and had even been able to draw first blood—his blood and life source. It was no wonder that from then on, he’d been obsessed. The woman had been his constant thought throughout Talokan’s battles with Wakanda.

After the alliance between their nations had become official, he’d sought her out, yet again, but this time to properly and civilly introduce himself. His approach had been hampered by the scowl on her face and glare of hatred in her eyes. It was clear that, though their rulers had declared peace, the fierce warrior had not yet been ready to make amends.

Attuma had kept his distance, watching her from afar until they were forced to work with one another. Well, she’d been forced. He’d had to tamper down his enthusiasm when he’d been tasked, in conjunction with her, to head a series of training sessions between their nations’ military forces. She’d been cold, yet cordial, during their initial interactions, but, with time, had slowly begun to soften toward him. She’d eventually started to spare him small smiles and light chuckles when he’d jested during their time together.

He'd relished those moments, and, gaining confidence from her more amicable disposition, had asked her to spar in private. She’d tentatively accepted and from there a true friendship had commenced. It was during these solitary sessions that Attuma had made a crucial discovery.

He’d regularly been able to hear her heart rate accelerate around him and had, previously, attributed it to her hatred or the strenuous activity. There’d also been the smell of arousal, the sweet earthy scent tickling his nose as he and Okoye had given instruction. It wasn’t until they were alone that he’d been able to ascertain that it came from her. The knowledge had made his heart thrill, and it had taken all of his willpower not to act on his conclusion.

Tempering his haste, he’d decided to test his theory. He’d begun wearing shorter, more revealing, loincloths and invaded her personal space more closely during their grappling, going as far as brushing his manhood against her soft curves. The gasp she’d tried to hide had tested his restraint, but he’d held back, not wanting to rush or offend Okoye.

He’d been good, biding his time, until one evening the damn broke. She’d arrived to their scheduled meeting later than usual, the scent of her pussy and its essence much stronger in the air. Attuma inhaled deep, His mouth watered as he imagined what she could’ve been doing to cause her tardiness. When she approached and apologized, he let their session begin without comment, but he lost it when his palm made contact with her heated skin. He tackled her down to the ground in a sexual, undisciplined, hold. She went along easily, he noted, her thighs hugging his waist.

“Okoye, my desire for you burns to the depths of my soul. If our coupling is not to your wishes, please speak so now,” his voice was desperate, made husky by his arousal. His hips moved of their own volition, his erection grinding into her groin.

Under his intense stare, Attuma watched as her mouth struggled to form words. The sound that, at last, slipped through was a deep and sensual moan, which his lust-soaked brain took as her assent. His body finished his descent onto her, ravaging the woman who’d taken over its senses.

[cyb3rscoups]

The Glory Attoye AU

Warnings: Mentions of suicide, burn scars, blood Full collection

There will be a lot of parts to this because ‘The Glory’ is long in it self so 💁🏽‍♀️ If you want to he tagged in any future parts, lmk in comments

Pretty Woman Part 6 will also be dropping soon

Cold. Okoye realized quite fast that the cold would help with her wounds. She could remember the night she figured it out as if it had just happened.

It had been her 16th birthday. She had just received a lustful gaze from her homeroom teacher and a new 'gift' from her peers. It was well past night fall and the snowstorm had lasted for hours. Boston was covered in the soft white fluff.

She had gone up to the roof of her apartment complex right after her tears were dried and the lump in her throat allowed her to breathe again. There, she stood at the edge of the rusted bars, peering over and contemplating how hard she'd have to collide with the ground to end it all.

Then that damn itch. It was all over her body like a fire that could never be extinguished. She had knelt into the snow as she scratched at her arms, opening her wounds more than they had opportunity to heal.

A river streamed down her face as she wailed. Her tangled hair peppered in snowflakes as she drug her nails down her skin in agony. She remembered the scream she let loose as blood seeped into her jacket so much she had to tear it off and reveal herself to the winter air.

That's when the pain subsided. When the burning stopped. When all she felt was sweet relief as the snow stuck to her blood streaked skin, covering her burns with a soothing cold.

She smiled painfully as she began to tug what was left on her body off so that she could be revealed to the air and soothe the aches she couldn’t reach.

She cried as she coated the snow on her body and eventually laid in it, a blanket made of nerve numbing bliss.

There was where she made her vow. There is where she sealed her fate.

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Valentina De Fontaine. The cynical being had made a name for herself it seemed. A mere weather caster yet everyone in Boston watched her as she updated them on what to expect from mother nature.

The dull illumination of the television was the only light that sourced the apartment as Valentina's voice was the only one that filled it.

"Dizzy winds and a high of 53 will take over Boston tomorrow afternoon. As spring starts to take her place, temps will continue to rise.."

Okoye forced another sip of her dark coffee as she watched the woman recite her script. No doubt she paid someone to write it for her.

"This was Valentina De Fontaine and good morning Bo-" The screen went black and Okoye dropped the remote to the couch where it bounced beside her.

She set her mug down, quite harshly as her mouth filled with the bitter taste of vengeance.

“Bitch.” Was all she muttered once she removed herself from the couch and took her cup to the kitchen to let it sit.

Her hands twitched as her scars began their insufferable itch. Don’t scratch, she thought to herself as she forced her hands into tight fists at her side until the sensation stopped.

She focused her eyes on the walls, covering from the ceiling to the hardwood floor with pictures of her foes; going to work, posting on social media, smiling, crying. Living their lives as if they had not done such torturous acts in their existence.

Sometimes, when she got bored, Okoye would imagine that door clicking open and Valentina’s high heels clacking against the floor. She’d light a cigarette and scoff at the display.

“Wow.” She’d say with that smirk that clouded Okoye’s memories. “You really have done nothing with your pathetic little life have you, Ko Ko?”

That would be enough grounds to drive a knife to her throat and shut her up for good.

But until Okoye got that ample opportunity, she would continue to watch and plan the ruin of their lives; Erik, W’Kabi, Valentina, and everyone else they had dragged into their lives over the last 15 years.

Okoye grabbed her sweater from the arm of the couch, shrugging it onto her shoulders and trudging to her window.

She pulled a curtain back just enough to peek through and watch as a car pulled into the driveway across the street.

"Back already?" She mumbled, watching as Valentina stepped out of the car and scolded her driver for being too harsh on the brakes.

Her hands flailed about and her voice only grew in volume at the poor man.

"As useless as you are?! Why the fuck do I waste my time with you huh?! Get the fuck out! Get out!"

Okoye's feet moved before she could properly think and backed away from the curtain as her hands went to her arms subconsciously. She remembered that voice too well.

That voice marked her brain with degrading words and threats. That voice ordered her around like a dog on a leash. That voice got her hurt, got her burned. She would never forget that voice. It was the cause of her pain.

The itch was back and she couldn’t resist it this time, going to her arms to rub harshly and drag the fabric against the welted skin.

Hurriedly, she went to the freezer and picked out two of her many ice packs. She whipped her sweater back off and pressed the ice packs to her arms, letting them work their magic as she sighed in blissful relief. With a groan and her back pressed to the wall, she slid down til she sat on the cool hardwood.

She couldn’t lose it now that she was so close. It was only a matter of time and a perfect moment now. Her eyes were fluttering closed before she knew it and she allowed herself the small mercy that was sleep.

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"Look at this asshole."

"Should we tell the director?"

"Do you like your life?"

"Y-yes."

"Then keep it off the books and get this big idiot hooked to an IV."

Namora huffed once the nurse was out of sight. With a roll of her eyes, she sent a punch to his stomach and Attuma jolted up with a grunt.

"Ohhh you bitch." He coughed as he held his stomach and hunched over the side of the bed. "Get over here. I want my hit back."

"What the hell did I say about the fights?" Namora smacked his arm with her clipboard.

"What am I supposed to do with my free time then?" He sucked his teeth, wiping a bit of blood from his cheek with a scowl.

"Read a fucking book or something! Just quit going to those underground clubs before you really meet your match."

Attuma laughed at that, loud and from his aching stomach. "Like any one could beat me these days."

"Attuma seriously. I can't keep giving you treatment and not putting the records in. I'll get fired and Namor will be on you like white on rice."

"Fine, alright. I'll take it easy. Can I go?" He didn't wait for her response, already bending over to grab his bag and jacket.

"Hell no. You have a concussion." Namora took the bag back from him and sat it to the ground.

"From what?"

"Hmm I don't know probably the chair to your empty ass brain!" She smacked him with the clipboard again as he laid back in the bed.

“How bad?”

“If you leave now, you won’t make it to the parking lot.”

“Oh for fuck sake!” Attuma exclaimed with a flail of his arms.

“Yeah. Get comfortable or I’ll tell your brother.”

Attuma shivered at that, taking opportunity to relax into the bed as a pounding headache suddenly hit him. “You know he’s not the boss of me right?”

“Well he’s literally the boss of me so relax, Attuma.”

“I’m relaxing. Fucking hell.” He closed his eyes with an agitated huff as his head continued its painful thrum.

Namora shook her head as the nurse brought back a bag of fluids and hooked it up to Attuma’s arm, riddled with bruises and scars.

The rush of adrenaline eased out of his body and his heart rate steadied as he started to drift off to sleep.

“Hey.” He mumbled before Namora took her leave.

“What?”

“Get that nurse’s number for me.”

“I will knock you out right here and no one will ever know.”

@xblackreader @loeysaeri @hottie-hotch

[umber-cinders]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

I was tagged by the lovely @megamindsecretlair 🤗💖✨

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Since I last did this, I've up my total of works from four to six so I'm happy about that 😄

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

From 182,483 words last time, to 287,008 right now in June 2024 😁

3. What fandoms do you write for?

I'm hoping to add more to my collection but right now this is it lol

1. Black Panther 2. Secret Invasion 3. Bright (2017)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

I only have four fics up and one of them is brand new so 😅

Winter Moon

Mount Jabari

Incubus

If The Shoe Fits

Bonds In Blue

In that order. You can find a link to my fics for both tumblr and Ao3 here

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

HELL 👏🏾YES👏🏾 I love talking to the people reading my stuff and want them to know that their comments are appreciated and often keep me motivated to write more 😁Love you guys! 💕

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Hmmm, I guess that would be If The Shoe Fits. There's a planned part two that might negate this answer though.

(This answer still stands so far)

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Mount Jabari 🤣Reader was very happy at the end of that fic.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I did on Winter Moon but I don't particularly care about the opinions of someone whose intentions are to be intentionally dismissive and negative so the comments the person received in return were likely not what they had wanted 💀

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Absolutely. And I'm not sure what the categories are, but I'd describe my smut as detailed and nasty 😈

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Nah, never did a crossover and not really a fan of them. However when I was still really young there was a gigantic, kind of OOC crossover fic with a bunch of popular anime from the 90s/2000s called Otherworld and I used to read that like it was the bible. It inspired me to do my own first fanfics. There were like 9 books to that story and multiple oneshots and short stories that tied the characters together and everything.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I am aware... and anyone who tries it...

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not publicly, but I have gotten a comment that someone loves my story so much that they translate every chapter so that they could read it properly and it made me so happy 😭❤💕

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope! But I do love giving other authors ideas and vice versa. I think it helps people think outside the box when they brainstorm with friends.

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

I'm going to say Attoye from Black Panther for now? I was never that big of a "shipping" person in fandoms but I definitely enjoy Attoye enough to say I ship them. I also like Nashuri and Killmora.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Nothing atm. I tend to work on stories in order of inspiration and importance. I don't publish things I'm not willing to commit time to at some point.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I've been told that I write very descriptively and that it can paint a vivid picture of scenarios and characters, so I'll go with that.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Fluff and filler. I don't dislike fluff completely but I tend to write it as realistically as possible because trying to imagine people being that super ooey gooey makes me wanna gag and cringe lmfao

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I do it only when necessary for the simple fact that having to provide translations for entire scenes of dialogue gets tiresome very quickly.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Inuyasha 🐶✨

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

This is hard because I love all my fics and have several multi chapter stories that I consider my babies. For now I will go with Winter Moon or Bond In Blue since they are published.

Tagging anyone who hasn't done this yet because I don't know who has and hasn't 💖💗💕✨