*A flash of anger shot through Ororo's body, so intense that it made her hands shake. The world could have the king and the diplomat and even the six-time Sexiest Man Alive. But this T'Challa, with his gorgeous smile and easygoing manner, was hers and hers alone.* ***He's mine,*** *Ororo thought as the photo blurred before her eyes.* ***They can't have him!***

*A soft rumble of thunder filled the air. "I really am hormonal," Ororo said aloud. She could almost hear T'Challa teasing her - poor Turkana had gotten her temper honestly. What harm could a viral picture do?* ***Let them see my husband for who he truly is,*** *Ororo thought, sitting up to take deep, calming breaths. When the media was doing tearing T'Challa down - and country and his marriage and even his children - this was the man who remained. Husband and father, son and brother and uncle-to-be, smiling and unbothered with the diadem of Earth's mightest mutant over his heart.*

*Ororo had forgotten how beautiful T'Challa was, inside and out. Still, it wasn't until Ororo started reading the comments that she realized what was causing all the commotion.* ***By the goddess...***

***(Show Nick some love*** [***here***](https://x.com/nthomasartist/status/2071728665902129393)!)

The Day T'Challa Broke the Internet (WIP w/artwork by Nick Thomas)