Black Panther: World Of Wakanda #1 by Afua Richardson
Variant cover by Brian Stelfreeze
Variant cover by Natacha Bustos
BLACK PANTHER: WORLD OF WAKANDA #1 TA-NEHISI COATES, ROXANE GAY & YONA HARVEY (W) ALITHA E. MARTINEZ & AFUA RICHARDSON (A) Cover by AFUA RICHARDSON Variant Cover by BRIAN STELFREEZE Variant Cover by SKOTTIE YOUNG HIP-HOP VARIANT BY ALITHA E. MARTINEZ BLACK PANTHER 50TH ANNIVERSARY VARIANT BY NATACHA BUSTOS Action Figure Black Panther Variant by JOHN TYLER CHRISTOPHER Divided We Stand Variant Cover by TBA Blank Variant Cover Also Available “YOU DESERVED SO MUCH MORE, LITTLE FLOWER. YOU DESERVED A WAKANDA THAT CHERISHED YOU.” Writer ROXANE GAY (Bad Feminst, Hunger) spins a Wakandan love story – its tenderness matched only by its brutality. You know them now as The Midnight Angels, but in this story they are just Ayo and Aneka, young women recruited to become Dora Milaje, an elite task force trained to protect the crown at all costs. What happens when your nation needs your hearts and minds, but you already gave them to each other? Illustrated by industry veteran ALITHA E. MARTINEZ (Iron Man, Black Panther). And in a special backup story, acclaimed poet YONA HARVEY (Hemming the Water) explores the true origins of The People’s mysterious leader Zenzi. Black Panther thinks he knows who Zenzi is and how she got her powers, but he only knows part of the story… Illustrated by rising star AFUA RICHARDSON (Genius). 40 PGS./Rated T …$4.99
A prompt came up on my dash for writers that was “Take. It. Off.“
Funfact: This coat is too big for Brian, which is why he always wears those bracers on his lower arms. They’re there to keep the sleeves out of the way. Also I…really wouldn’t put my hands in the pockets.
(W) Ta-Nehisi Coates (A) Wilfredo Torres (CA) Brian Stelfreeze
In Shops: Apr 26, 2017
“AVENGERS OF THE NEW WORLD” STARTS HERE!
Eons ago, before Black Panthers, before Wakanda, before time itself…there were only the ORISHAS: Asali. Ogutemeli. Bast. The pantheon of gods and goddesses from which the world as we know it was manifested. But now, when Wakanda burns, they are silent. When she was flooded, they were silent. While her people war amongst themselves, ever silent they remain. Where have all the Wakanda gods gone? T’Challa means to find out…
New York Times Best-Selling author TA-NEHISI COATES (Between the World and Me) is joined by rising superstar artist WILFREDO TORRES (Moon Knight) for the kickoff of the next epic season of BLACK PANTHER!
TA-NEHISI COATES (W) • BRIAN STELFREEZE (A/C) Connecting Variant Cover by PAOLO RIVERA RETURN OF THE QUEEN! Shuri is reborn anew… New powers, a new codename and a new target: the Midnight Angels. The newly independent Dora Milaje make their final accord with Tetu and The People… T’Challa takes an audience with the voice of dissent, Changamire. But will both men finally listen to reason? 32 PGS./Rated T …$3.99
Based on this request:Also! “Oh, did he not tell you about that? He’s seen me in
all my naked glory.” (Feat. Oscar and Bryan) [or something like that]
It was a particularly hot day; the sun was bleeding golden
ichor in the cloudless azure sky. The streets were violent with heat, sweat
stuck to skin, and so did clothing, glued to a body and irremovable. It was a
thick kind of heat, one you could take a slice out of and spit out. Everything
felt ten times heavier, and the rush of the city made it all a thousand times
conditioner had broken.
luck as well, because the news reporters were starting to say it would be “the
hottest of the year” or “a blistering day, crank that A.C!” Of course, soon the
heat from the television leaked into the room, drenching everything in sticky
humidity. After stripping down to his underwear and sticking his head under the
cold water of the sink, Brian received a message.
Noah: Dude, it’s so hot out.
Brian ignored the bubble of
excitement bursting in his belly as he read over the message. He let a smile
cross his face as he shook out his hair, which had grown long in the past few
months, long overdue for a chop. However, every time Brian thought about the
barbershop, all he could think of was Noah saying, “Your hair is like a super
nova, it’s absolutely killer to paint!” And Brian imagined he could suffer a
while longer with the hair.
this heat was beginning to add weight, and he found it hard to keep his head
up. He opted to shoot out a reply, hoping something good would come out of this
Brian: I know, my air conditioner just
broke. I think I’m melting.
his hair as he stared down at his phone, willing Noah to type out a visionary
masterpiece, which would mostly entail, “come over, and let’s make out.” Or
something along those lines.
didn’t reckon it was love, more that it was…
mind, he figured it was love.
right as his heart was pounding and his mind was racing, Noah was about to
force him into insanity, his phone buzzed. Brian jumped at the noise, reaching
across the counter. His hands hungrily snatched at the device and his eyes read
the message with just as much fervor.
Noah: Sounds like you’re really suffering.
Our place has got A.C. if you’re into that.
answered without a second’s white, his mouth bursting into a candy-coated
Brian: Is that an invitation?
even a moment later.
Noah: Yes it is.
into a super nova, his light bouncing through the room, destroying everything
in its path. He flew to his room, cutting through the dense air with a machete.
He practically pulled his drawer off its hinges. He ripped out a pair of
paint-spattered shorts (thanks to Noah, of course) and a Stanford Baseball
shirt. Then, in an explosion of electricity, he sprinted out the door and down
travelled as fast as a comet towards the Sweetwine’s shared apartment. He
pushed past people, his excitement fighting off the heat of the day. He surged
into the apartment building, and the doorman offered a grunt and a nod.
up the stairs, jumping through galaxies to reach Noah’s apartment.
suddenly he was there, and the door was flying open.
Your friend is here!” A tall, accented bloke with an eruption of dark hair
similar to Noah’s (although not as artistic, Brian noted) opened the door.
Brian immediately noted his choice in wardrobe: black skinny jeans, black biker
boots; black t-shirt, and black leather jacket.
Oscar!” An all too familiar voice called. Brian’s heart swelled with excitement
as he watched an awkward figure bounce through the room. The biker with hair
not quite as good as Noah’s left the doorway with a chuckle. Brian watched Noah
walk over. He was wearing jeans and a t-shirt that had once been white, but was
now drenched in every color possible. His skin was spattered with paint, making
him even more of a masterpiece than he already was. His hair was a nest of
unwashed curls atop his head, which he somehow managed.
The excitement in the smiling boy’s face radiated across his body, radiating
across the planet. Brian suspected every person in the world felt a few
degrees better as Noah’s smile grew. Brian smiled back and was soon smashed
into a too-big hug that touched him in all the right places.
room, boys!” Jude called from behind. Immediately the two best friends parted,
sharing smiles and blushes and odd little “I’m sorry’s” and “you look good” and
such. Jude cackled from behind, an absolute vision with an ocean of blond hair
dressed in a dress of her own creation. She was sitting on the couch, the tall,
foreign boy right beside her, arm draped over her shoulders.
“Ah, I seem
to have forgotten,” Noah noticed the tension building on Brian’s face. “This is
the ever-wonderful Oscore, Jude’s
‘bad boy’ boyfriend.” Noah explained with a smirk. Jude fell into hysterics at
asked, a smile spreading across his devilishly handsome face. “Listen, I’m
worse than you lot combined.” He added. “I am quite the bad boy boyfriend, thank you for the introduction, Picasso.” The Brit spat out the
brunette’s nickname. Noah chuckled and Oscar turned his gaze to Brian. “You
must be Brian then? Right, I’ve heard a good amount about you.” Oscar gave Noah a pointed look. Noah went bright red and
Brian fell into the cool abyss of confusion.
stayed in silence for a moment, until Jude saved the day, as she seemed to be
you working on then, Noah?” She asked. Noah’s face got that starry, far-away
gaze that he tended to get any time he talked about art. Brian found it
endearing, cute even.
doing a cubist take on a painting I had done a few years back, but then I
thought of this absolutely gorgeous realism painting I saw a few days ago, so I
did a bit of a twist on that I suppose.” Noah absent-mindedly grabbed Brian’s
hand and led him to the coach. Brian felt heat flood between the two; he didn’t
want to let go. “It really is just an extraordinary concept, you know.” He
naked pictures then?” Oscar’s face turned to a mischievous grin. Noah’s own
went bright red. “That was years ago, remember that Picasso?”
talk about it every time you get the chance.” Noah answered shortly. Brian was
confused, as usual.
going on here?” He questioned, the room bursting with tension.
hasn’t mentioned it?” Oscar nodded towards Noah, who was giving the older boy
the death stare. “Yeah, that odd bloke over there has seen me in all my naked glory.” Oscar explained.
Jude burst into another bout of laughter, and Noah sank lower in his seat.
boyfriend, are we?” Oscar asked, his fingers intertwining with Jude’s. She let
out another giggle as the two boys sputtered out excuses and defenses. “Oh can
it, there’s obviously a lot of romantic tension, it’s smothering me, in fact.
Why don’t you two just fuck and make us all feel better, aye?”
The twins cried. Jude swatted at his arm and Noah jumped to his feet. Oscar had
his hand wrapped around Jude’s, the smile on his face slowly growing.
likes you.” Oscar sprinted out of the room, Jude following close behind as the
two turned into volcanoes of laughter, joy trickling from every inch of their
Noah began, jumping to his feet.
“You-you like me?” Brian muttered, looking up at
the frazzled brunette. Noah turned to Brian, his eyebrow arched in confusion as
his lips set in a thin line. He seemed to be questioning Brian’s question,
leading into more confusion.
yeah. I thought it was pretty obvious, or, Oscar told me it was anyways.” Noah
shrugged. Brian stared down at his hands for a moment, his body a rocket of
happiness waiting to take off.
abandoned you…” He thought out loud.
“And I did
something even worse. Listen, you don’t have to return the feeling or anything,
it’s just-“ But Noah left his thought unfinished, because the rocket had
exploded and Brian was on his feet, racing towards Noah at full speed, and
their lips met on a collision course.
moments of breathless, airless, thoughtless moments passed. Hands roamed bodies
and mouths moved in harmony as the two boys made up for years and years of lost
time, years and years of disappearances.
ruined it. I ruined everything.” Brian muttered, cutting the Rafael-like boy
off. “We were both dumb, deal?”
Noah responded in breathless wonderment, his eyes painting galaxies across
Brian’s body. “Oscar told me-“
offense, but the guy’s kind of an idiot. He’s wearing all black and leather on
the hottest day of the summer.”
me again, I don’t want to hear anymore about this ‘naked glory’.” And Noah’s
face went bright red as their lips met again for the first time in too long.
With Ta-Nehisi Coates, Christopher Priest, and Brian Stelfreeze! They all loved my costume (Axel Alonso loved it too!) and Ta-Nehisi and Brian gave wonderful, thoughtful answers to my question about the intersection of blackness and queerness in the Black Panther with Aneka and Ayo’s relationship.