#FLY TO WHO YOU AREEEE

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This is fanart of @pbeltarts's Pixie Hollow AU

Okay so I was aware of their au for a while but randomly today I decided to remember it and watched all the Tinker Bell movies (YES all of them) in one day.

I regret nothing

It was until after I watched the first movie that I realized this au was actually inspired by it (I know I'm a dummy sometimes). So I’m glad tho because (1 I got hit by a wave on nostalgia and (2 it made me appreciate this au more

I knew when I was creating the fanart that they were actually making a fan comic of the au so don't take my art as fan-canon but I wanted to make Aizawa as a human. It will most likely not happen but I'm just having fun with this au :) (NEVER MIND ITS CANON)

Thank you so much for making the BKDK & MHA fandom remember their childhoods! I've never really considered subscribing to a Patreon, but for this... hmm. I'm tempted

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Withering Petal ( Armando x OC) Bad Boys chapter 2

Chapter 2

Everything was going great. For the first time in a while, Amora was having a smooth day. She finished working on a side project for a client that she did not like at all because he was an absolute asshole to her every chance he got, but said client is paying her to where she's set her financially well for about a year, and she won't have to deal with him until the next year. Her giant black schnauzer, Bowser, didn't act up today when she took him to his trainer. Even her own training sessions at her Muay Thair lessons went well, and lastly, it helped that she didn't have any nightmares, which always gave her relief.

Amora stood up from her office seat, stretched her body, and went to walk over to the full-length gold-framed mirror she had tucked in the corner. Taking a quick look at herself, she took in the sight of her brown smooth skin cladded only in a red lacy nightgown with her jet-black hair coiled down her back. She took a closer look in the mirror at her hair and grabbed the rattail comb she kept on her desk to fix the middle part since it looked a little crooked. A sigh escaped her full lips as she finished fixing her hair, scowling at her reflection. 

“I need to call Yana for a touch-up,” she thought. She steps back from the mirror and gives herself one final look before calling for Bowser and walking to the staircase that's to the left of her upstairs loft.

She heard his collar jiggle and the pitter-patter of his paws coming from her bedroom as she waited for him so they could go downstairs for his last walk before it got dark. Her fur baby rounded the corner, looking like a void of black fur, coming at her with full speed. She felt a smile tug at the corner of his lips before she gave him the stern command, “Sawaru.” 

Immediately he sat, but only for about 30 seconds before he got up on his feet, placing his paws on her upper bare thighs, trying to get some affection. She rolled her dark eyes, but the full-blown smile gave away her true feelings, and she couldn't help but start giving him love. 

“You’re such a cutie; awe, yes, you are. Who's a good boy? You areeee” After a minute of showering him some love, she took him downstairs and put on her outside slippers, grabbing his doggy pop bags and the gun she kept behind the black entrance table, making sure it was properly loaded, like usual since she’s never had to use it. 

“At least I don't have to use it yet,” she thought bitterly, and she was outside the door, letting Bowser speed past her into her own private land. She wasn't worried about anyone seeing her since she was the only house in her area for at least half a mile. She moved to the railing she had on her porch and looked around her surroundings, appreciating the beauty of nature in front of her. The sun was setting, coloring the sky pretty pink and orange-looking, and the gleams of the sun were hitting beautifully on the small woods to the right of her house. 

She scanned the trees to make sure she saw nothing hiding in the tree lines. A slight paranoia broke into her mind as she was stuck scanning the trees until bowser bark cut through her mind. Immediately she tensed and gripped her gun, snapping her head to where the bark came from, but relaxed once she saw he was only chasing after a bird flying around his lead. She sighed and rubbed her forehead with her freshly done French-tip almond nails. 

“Come on, Amor, get out of your head; everything is fine, and we’re safe,” she said out loud. She took two deep breaths to battle the rising panic she felt edging slowly over her body. 

Bowser barked again, and she looked his way, seeing that he was about to use the bathroom. She gripped the doggy bag and sped away to clean up after him and bring him inside since the last of the sunset had gone away and what was left in the sky was only a blanket of stars.

Taking one last look at the tree line, she hurried inside and set her alarm system, making sure everything was locked as it needed to be. The front and back doors, all the windows upstairs and downstairs, and the kitchen and living room were locked. When she was done doing everything, she placed her gun back on the table, turned on the two lamps she had in the living room, sat on her big black couch, and grabbed the blanket and the book she was reading earlier, thinking she was going to have a peaceful night. But she only got 10 minutes into the book until she heard her robotic alarm system go off. 

“Motion sensor activated, right side of house”

Immediately, she jumped up, ran to the library wall she had on the right of her couch, and grabbed the shotgun that was in the secret compartment. She quickly ran to the front door, Bowser right at her feet trailing along. 

"Alat," she told him, and he went into his protective stance. In front of her, she opened the front door, taking a deep breath before holding up the shotgun that was shaking in her hands and quickly walking to the right side, where she saw the monitor lights shine. She quickly scanned the area and saw nothing out of the ordinary until Bowser started growling as they got closer to the lights. 

Amora froze as she saw it—or him. It was a man leaning over in all black, blood dried up over his tan skin, with weapons attached to his body. She saw that he was gripping his right side and had a hand up that was blocking the light. But that hand, too, had blood pouring down it. She saw him look in her direction, but as he did, he fell to his knees and landed face forward in the grass, unmoving. 

She let out a shaky breath and stepped closer to get a better look at the intruder. She picked up a rock that was near her and threw it at the stranger's head, seeing it bounce off his curly hair, but he was still unmoving. 

“Kansatsu Suru,” she commanded, and Bowser ran over to the stranger, sniffing and shoving him. He whined and looked at her, but still, the stranger did not move. 

She walked up to the man, looked around the area, making sure she saw nothing else, and looked down at the man before kneeling to grab his arm to drag him to the house. 

Authors Note: and that’s chapter twooo. I hope you enjoyed. Hopefully it’s not too slow and not too fast.

I almost forgot here are translation for whenever she’s speaking to Bowser

Japanese - I am not fluent in Japanese, but I did try researching these words to make sure I’m using them correctly.

Sawaru- sit

Alat- Alert

Kansatsu Suru- Observe

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"Namor. ACCESS: GRANTED." GRIOT announced and…

"Hey, princess~ miss m—"

"The real question is WHAAAAT AREEEE THOOOOOSE—?!!!!"

…

Shuri is being too much at this point. Exaggerated. Namor thinks and looks down at his own feet where she is gesturing exaggeratingly.

"...My "wings on my ankle that I could swim in the sky" winged ankles feet?" Namor quoted himself smoothly.

"I invite you to my lab and you have your toes out!"

Namor thinks Shuri is being unreasonable to him. 

Only to him, to be exact.

"Why are you being unreasonable?"

"I'm not! You are the one being unreasonable! How could you walk into my lab showing your toes out, and wet feet! You're making my floor wet all over the place—!"

The funny thing is,

The more unreasonable she became, the more he yearned for her.

"The next time you come into my lab, with sandals on, at least! Anything! Are you even listening—"

"I'm listening~" He isn't.

"NO YOU'RE NOT LIS—!"

Namor continues to pace around in the lab, making her floor wetter as the waters drip down from him. Nodding and pretending to listen to Shuri seriously all the while.

"K'uk'ulkan. ACCESS: GRANTED."

Namor enters the lab and immediately stubs his toes.

"FUCK!" Namor kneels in pain as he hits his toes on the edge of a table. He grumbles and waits for the lingering pain to pass.

A few moments later,

"Told you not to have your toes out in my lab."

Namor hates it when she's right.

Except the table wasn't AT the entrance yesterday.

"You little shit." Namor curses under his breath.

"Make way! You are blocking the way, K'uk'ulkan!"

Shuri holds him up and nudges him to the side to let the scientists go through while they are moving tables.

"This is the lab's new vacuum robot, little Vakoo. And ah-ha~ my new invention! I mean upgrade!" Shuri pats the tables when they pass through them.

"Vibranium-enhanced and upgraded tables, to be exact! It is…"

Shuri announces her new toys excitedly. Namor looks at her, deadpan. He looked around while she kept on explaining…

"—Top notch adhesive to the floor, its—"

Namor kicks the table with all he got.

Sending it flying across the lab, across all Shuri's other tables, across her sand table, across the med bay, across her hologram screen, the table etched into the wall. A mighty crash resounded, causing vibrations to ripple through the lab.

"You were saying?"

…

The whole lab falls into silence. Except for the wall that the vibranium table is etched into, it started cracking and crumbling. Pieces and pieces falling off.

…

"I INVITE YOU TO MY LAB AND YOU JUST KICK THINGS AROUND AND DESTROYED MY WALLLLL—!!!"

Shuri continued bombarding Namor for an hour, but he remained unbothered and NOT SORRY AT ALL.

…GRIOT updated the screen accordingly as Shuri instructed this morning:

Namor - Shuri

  1 - 1

The next day.

A fucking huge "NO" sign on the lab entrance.

(Rayne: seriously, this is the funniest shit I ever drew (and I don't know how to draw at all, let alone draw with a mouse) Of course, Shuri could definitely draw WAYYYY BETTER but I CAN'T obviously!!!)

With the words "PROHIBITED TO ENTER!"

Still, he decided to try his luck.

"King Namor of Talokan. ACCESS: DENIED."

Namor stood there. Dumbfounded.

Namor - Shuri

  1 - 2

T'Challa happens to come to the lab to meet his sister and pats the God-King's shoulder playfully, asking, "First time?"

"King T'Challa. ACCESS: GRANTED."

T'Challa walks in, leaving Namor busy rolling his eyes on the spot. He misses the chance to sneak in with the king.

Shuri and T'Challa do their usual Wakanda salute routine enthusiastically.

"You think it's a good idea to leave someone as strong as the Hulk out of the lab entrance?" T'Challa voiced out from the bottom of his heart.

Shuri pointed at the wall. There's an enormous hole in the wall. Yes. The same hole that was destroyed by Namor who sent the table carved into the wall.

It could fit ten T'Challa's in it.

"Point taken." Her brother raised his hand in acknowledgement.

"He. Came. Into. My. Lab. And. Kick. Things. Around!" Shuri complains to her beloved brother.

"But I heard that you intentionally placed a table at the doorway because he..." 

Shows his toes out in the lab. 

T'Challa looks down at his royal sandals quietly, he's showing his toes too… for now. And he kicks things in her lab a few times too…

T'Challa decided to remain silent on this issue. No comment. He only hopes it doesn't affect their "diplomatic relationship."

"What was the upgrade that you wanted to show me?" As soon as T'Challa finished speaking,

A loud thunderous clang reverberated throughout the whole lab.

The lab's alarm blares immediately, and the emergency red lights flash. 

Another resounding whack echoed across the entire lab.

In an instant, T'Challa suits up and heads towards the source of the disturbance.

Shuri shouts, "GRIOT! Give me an update NOW—!"

A loud thud and reverberating clash of a heavy object is slammed and hurled into the lab. The mighty crash resonated throughout the place, causing vibrations to ripple through the whole lab.

T'Challa sprints to the crime scene and sees…

"BAST, you are fucking kidding me…"

Shuri catches up to him quickly, ready to support her brother.

"Brother! Wha—"

"...I told you it's not a good idea to keep him out."

Shuri hates it when he's right.

Namor came into the lab through the window he sliced.

He walks towards Shuri and—

"Hey, princess." Looking smug. Sounding smug. Being smug. 

…

Being an idiot. T'Challa tries to focus on the sound of the maglev trains carrying vibranium. But failed as he heard Shuri cracking her knuckles beside him.

She stares at the huge floor-to-ceiling window of the lab that was being slammed on the floor.

AND having his toes out in the lab after she told him not to!

…

Everyone remains silent. Even the king didn't interfere with the intense atmosphere. T'Challa rolls his eyes, facepalming.

Shuri takes deep, deep, DEEP breaths on the spot, turns around and walks towards her sand table.

"Shuri, let's not be haste—" T'Challa follows her closely, 

The sound of gauntlets loaded on.

T'Challa gave a not-subtle head tilt at Namor, signaling him to leave quickly, while Namor himself remained, watching Shuri with great interest.

He just got in! He's not going to leave just like that! 

Shuri turns around in her Black Panther suit, mask off and points at Namor directly.

"GRIOT—"

Namor started walking backwards at this point. Oh fuck.

"Light him up."

Namor immediately flies out of the window he came through just moments ago before the concussive sonic force blares and resounds throughout the entire Great Mound.

He soars into the Wakanda sky, looking down at the mountains that remind him of Mayan temples while his eardrums are racked with pain. Waiting for her to chase after him.

Waiting for Shuri to come to him. 

Shuri pilots the Sunbird and fires heat seeking rounds towards Namor, ambushing him from behind. Namor dodges it deftly, deflecting them with his spear and takes Shuri on a trip to breathe in Wakanda's pristine air.

Idiots in love. T'Challa sighed silently as he watched them soaring through the sky, dancing around each other. 

Another restless day. He thought about venting his frustrations to Mother later. Ever since the God-King arrived, his headaches instantly doubled up.

T'Challa announces through his kimoyo beads when the explosions are getting more consistent.

"Stand down, everyone. It's just a military exercise, no need to worry. Raise the barriers. Raise all your barriers, for Bast's sake…"

He tried to enter Shuri's lab again the other day.

"The Feathered Serpent God. ACCESS: DENIED."

Namor went the other way around. From the windows. And it was SEALED as well. Along with the NO sign. And extra shields. With electrified sonic barriers pulsating furiously.

Welp…

The gears in Namor's head turn quickly.

.

.

.

.

.

.

"Prince T'Challa. ACCESS: GRANTED."

"Thanks, Soobe'." Namor high-fives Toussaint.

"You're welcome, Ts'eyuum! Don't forget my xocolatl and whale riding!" 

"I won't."

Toussaint runs into the lab happily and says hi to all the scientists.

Namor walks into the lab with his toes out. Heading straight to where Shuri is standing. She's discussing something with her scientists.

The scientists noticed him but didn't say a word. Shuri didn't notice him at all as she was into explaining how things work.

He sat on the couch silently. Fumbling on the prototype kimoyo beads which are coloured in deep blue instead of obsidian black. For his people. 

Namor took off his golden-coloured kimoyo beads and connected with the prototypes, playing with her tech effortlessly.

Shuri is done talking and walks past him. She didn't notice him. Namor waited and waited and waited—

Shuri started walking backwards and stopped right in front of him.

She looked at Namor with a bewildered expression, then glanced at her intact windows first, and finally observed him fiddling with her prototypes in his hands. He pressed a few times on the screen, and her deep blue kimoyo beads illuminated in green through the Mayan wordings, indicating approval. 

"HOW DID YOU GET IN?" Shuri exclaimed, slightly incredulous, with her hands on her hips.

Namor didn't bother to answer and continued fiddling with the beads.

Shuri was impressed by how he managed to bypass her lab and what he did to make the beads work. But she wants answers.

It distracts her from noticing Namor have his toes out in her lab AGAIN. 

And she got her answer when Toussaint ran into her, hugging his favourite aunt fully.

"What did he bribe you with?" Was the first thing Shuri asked her baby nephew.

"Auntie Shuri! Uncle Namor promised to take me to go whale riding and treat me xocolatl for a month!!!"

And Toussaint SOLD him out just like that.

A big smile spread across Namor's face as he shook his head in amusement.

"Ho, that's all it takes to win you over? I didn't teach you like this, young man—" Shuri said with a triumphant look on her face as if she had already won the bet before she proposed. 

"How about I promise to let you fly around Wakanda a few times, and you are piloting it! And maybe shoot some flying god from the sky! And tonight, I'll take you to the night market for some fun, once every week starting from now on. The deal is, don't let him in next time." Shuri pointed at Namor and Toussaint grins widely. So does the man being pointed.

"Deal, baby boy?" Shuri knows exactly how to win hearts over easily. 

And Namor absolutely enjoyed seeing Shuri in this victorious and teasing manner.

"Deal! Remember your promise, Auntie! You can't brush me off with work like how you do with Baba!"

"Of course! I kept my promises, okay! Now, run along, be careful and don't break my stuff!" She lets him go finally. While grinning victoriously at Namor.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, never knew a princess needed to bribe a child, thinking she can stop me from getting into the lab~" Namor clicks his tongue smugly.

"Tsk, never knew a god needed to bribe a child so he could let himself into my lab~" Shuri looks at him, amused.

"At least I'm not trying so hard to bribe the kid. He mentioned it before, and I just went along with it," Namor returns Shuri her beads, he got everything set up for the ones she left out.

Shuri knows it's a trap but, "What did you do?" She waves her beads, she wants to know what he did to make it work.

Namor looked smug, cocking an eyebrow in a playful manner. Of course, no one will understand every single thing about his nation better than himself. And of course, he could handle these minor technological conflicts with ease.

"Bribe me, princess."

It was Shuri's turn to cock an eyebrow.

"You have a god tempting you to bribe him. Make sure you seize the opportunity," Namor teases.

"What's the deal?" Shuri crosses her arms. Not giving in.

"Simple. Maybe let him back in your lab."

"Sounds like a bad deal, at least for you," Shuri questioned, raising her eyebrows. She thought he was gonna ask something else.

"It's definitely worth it," he replied with a smirk.

"Hmm. Let me think about it~" Shuri decides to let him wait.

It was a peaceful afternoon where they worked with the scientists to improve their border security together.

Before Toussaint almost got himself in trouble.

He was busy playing with the suction robot, little Vakoo and didn't pay attention to the rack of chemical substances behind him.

Shuri's been paying attention to the boy through her peripheral vision. Toussaint is just like her, someone who seems to attract trouble.

And there it is.

Shuri heard a thud and immediately started pacing towards Toussaint without even looking at what was happening.

"—Toussaint—!" Shuri shouts.

Toussaint bumps into the rack and the bottles on the rack start shaking wildly, he reacts quickly to hold onto the rack and not let it fall but the bottles of chemicals are already slipping towards the edge.

Oh Bast, Aunty sounds so angry, Toussaint knows he's doomed.

Shuri was quick to react.

But Namor was faster than her.

He was fast enough to lift the boy out of the falling rack as Namor swiftly pulled Toussaint into his arms, using his entire arm to shield him and positioning his back as a barrier to the falling bottles. His other hand was initially blocking Shuri's head, but as bottles and flasks kept falling, he shoved her away to safety, allowing the chemicals to splash onto his own hand.

Finally realizing the danger, Namor looked quickly and decisively kicked the rack in an open direction where there were no people, causing a huge mess on the floor. The shattering glass echoed in the entire lab and finally fell into silence after the bottles had all jumped down from the rack.

Shuri sat on the ground in a daze, not comprehending what had just happened, until others rushed to her side and helped her up.

Namor wasn't thinking straight. He was a bit slow to react and got some of the chemicals on himself, but his cloak shielded him from most of it, as his sole focus was protecting the young boy.

Namor stood in place, looking at the mess on the floor, realizing there was nowhere for him to go without stepping onto the shattered glass and chemicals that burnt his skin. Ignoring the pain in his feet, he gently patted Toussaint's back to reassure him that everything was okay. 

"Toussaint, are you hurt?" he asked, concerned that he didn't shield him completely.

"N-No… Ts'eyuum… I'm not hurt, but-but you- I'm sorry… A-Aunty, I'm sorry…" Toussaint trailed off, unable to bring himself to look at the trouble he had caused. He sensed his aunt's presence behind him and realized he was in trouble. Pretty sure he was grounded.

Namor chuckled and comforted Toussaint, "Well, at least your whale riding is still on. It's alright, just be more careful next time." 

Finally, Namor looked towards the aunt and joked, "I found the perfect home for your top notch super adhesive magnetic films. It could come in handy for these little bottles of yours."

She didn't say anything to retort.

Namor followed Shuri's gaze and— He shrugs, signaling the others to help clean up the mess their little prince made. Then, his gaze shifted to Shuri's... and Namor furrowed his brows deeply with concern.

He set Toussaint back on the ground when the floor was cleared. Nudging him to his aunt.

Shuri averted her gaze finally, 

Unable to bear the sight of Namor's feet covered in chemical-induced injuries, blood and flesh mangled. 

She was tired after the whole incident but she wants to get things done.

And the sound of shattered glass woke Shuri up. Her hand slipped.

The glass surrounds her and there's nowhere for her to go…

Shuri's mind was blurry. She short-circuited.

…

"...Namor—"

Shuri calls for him.

"Namor!"

Namor finally lifts his head from fiddling with the beads to look at her… and sees her situation. 

He never left since the incident this afternoon. Or not he would need to find someone else to sneak him in again. 

Namor smiles like a devil.

Shuri curses under her breath.

"Need saving, princess?"

Namor steps onto her vibranium tables and crosses through a few tables to reach her, bypassing all the shattered glass on the floor.

Shuri looks at him, dumbfounded.

…Why didn't she think of this???

Oh, because her foot fucking hurts!!!!

In an instant, Namor stood beside her. On the table. Looking down at Shuri. Grinning.

"Shut up." Shuri interrupts whatever he's planning to say. Before he could mock her.

"Give me some space, princess."

Namor proceeds to sit on the table and puts down one leg to sweep away the glass around her and steps into her personal space.

Shuri backs up but Namor holds her firmly.

"It's already cramped here, you genius."

"Step on me."

"What?"

"Step on me, Shuri."

"WHERE??????" 

"Step on my feet, woman!"

Shuri does as he says. Lifting her leg and going to step on him—

"…WAIT— but your feet-!"

They both look down at their feet in sync, both wrapped in bandages. Shuri's left foot and Namor's feet.

Namor was quick enough to lift Toussaint out of the way. And shield Shuri a bit then pushed her away. But she still got hit. While his feet were injured the most. However, it was mostly healed thanks to their combined technology.

"Just step on me, Shuri, I'll be fine."

"NO…I'll crush you…" 

But Namor insists. Indicating he will lift her up wherever she wants it or not.

She carefully steps onto Namor's feet, wrapping around his waist for support. Leaning her head on his chest. Listening to his heartbeat.

"Impressive if you did." Namor holds her tightly in his arms and starts sweeping the floor with his bandaged feet, carrying along the weight of a princess on top of him.

He sweeps away the glass, making a path to safety while feeling the weight of Shuri on him. She's light. Although his feet hurt a bit. But it was bearable. She's not that heavy to make his pain unbearable.

"…Am I heavy?" Shuri asks while leaning into his embrace, feeling safe.

This is a question of death. To answer or not to answer. From ancient times to the present day, it remains a challenging question.

"Unbearable."

Shuri hits him on the shoulder. She is going to hit him a second time…

"But it is my burden to bear."

…Shuri's hand falls back to his neck securely. Smiling secretly as she rubs her face against his heart.

Namor successfully lifts them out of the mess. Setting Shuri on the couch he was sitting on moments ago. He kicks the suction robot at the entrance. Calling it to clean the floor.

Shuri watched her robot sliding into her sight and sweeping the glass…

"...You couldn't have done that earlier?"

So he doesn't need to lift her out of the mess like that!

"No."

Shuri doesn't want to talk to him and closes her eyes to rest on the couch, waiting for little Vakoo to clean the floor and get back to work.

The couch on her left sank in as someone sat down, causing her to tilt in that direction as well. With a soft thud, her head knocked against his shoulder, and Namor once again invaded her personal space.

Their bandaged feet brushed against each other. His wings poked out as she wrapped the bandages avoiding them since his wings were fully healed. His wings flutter when Shuri uses her feet to rub against them softly. It tickles. 

Namor earns a few soft chuckles from the princess. He finally relaxed at the sounds of little Vakoo vacuuming the floor and Shuri's giggles.

Shuri puts her foot onto his. Comparing the size of their feet and contemplating how he walks like his feet weren't wrapped until she can't see his toes.

"Told you not to show your toes out in my lab." Shuri had to quip.

"If it wasn't for my toes, you and your nephew are going to get hurt."

Shuri groaned and pressed her lips together.

He's got a point though.

But he wouldn't be hurt that BAD if he had something on his FEET!!!

Namor didn't understand why, but Shuri seemed possessed, continuously rubbing her ankle against his wings. After rubbing against his right foot, she got up and sat down on his left side, then resumed the same action.

…What are you doing??? Namor decided to keep his mouth shut for a moment this time.

After Shuri had rubbed enough, she obediently sat still, placing her uninjured right foot on his bandaged ankle without even glancing at him. 

If Namor didn't like it, he hid it well.

His wings settled beside her ankles, not fluttering nervously anymore.

So does her heart. 

Seeing Shuri starting to doze off, Namor gently pulled her into his embrace, letting her rest against his chest as she slept. Even in her dreams, she didn't forget to rub her ankle against his wings. He reciprocate the gesture, and together they fell asleep amidst the noisy hum of the vacuum cleaner.

The first thing Shuri did the next day was lift the restricted command.

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Namor came to the lab during the afternoon and prepared to be blocked outside of the lab entrance as usual.

Thinking he should look for T'Challa to help today.

"—Ch'ah Toh. ACCESS: GRANTED—"

Namor stood still at the entrance. Hmmmmm. Pondering whether it was a trap or not.

He peeks into the doorway, no tables.

The coast is clear! He walks into the lab carefully. As usual, he searched for her figure. And found her easily at her usual spot.

Shuri's laughing. 

How could she stand there and laugh and look so beautiful? 

Shuri turns around and points at the couch when she hears Namor come. Signaling him to sit and wait for her to finish a discussion with a group of scientists. She comes to him shortly after.

"I'll only say it once, just this once. Listen carefully, and stop smiling like an idiot—" Shuri declared, putting on a poker face, but failing miserably as her lips couldn't help but curl into a subtle smile upon seeing him.

Finally, Namor stood up and said, "I'm listening~" 

As he bent down and leaned closer, he gently held Shuri's hands, delicately caressing the back of her hand with his thumb in circles, and her left hand with kimoyo beads. His other hand softly and slowly tracing the inner of her wrist, her right hand with his mother's bracelet. 

Shuri's heart skips a beat and feels a rush of butterflies in her stomach. She was tickled by his touch, and she firmly held his entire hand instead, preventing Namor from making her feel more butterflies. 

Then, she brought his entire palm up, while using her finger to point at him to said in final, 

"YOU are the only one allowed to show your toes out in my lab FROM NOW ON. Only you. Just you. Do you understand? Only one. GRIOT, jot this down—"

"Just me? No, no, no, what about the others?"

"The others? It's only you who do this! I will not tolerate othe—"

"What happens if your future children like to walk around with their bare winged ankle feet too?"

"MY future children WILL NOT WALK AROUND WITH THEIR BARE WING—"

…

…

…

Realization hit her and Shuri is lost for words.

…

…

…

Namor grins wider and wider when he witnesses Shuri being stunned and her brain short-circuited, face going blank— 

A few moments later,

Shuri blinks four times and finally looks at Namor, who looks infatuated in her eyes.

Their gaze… interested. And Shuri…

"—YOU WISH!!! Keep dreaming! You idiot!"

The End. 

—BONUS:

They still took Toussaint to the night market as Shuri promised him.

Wait, they?

Yes, Shuri "bribes" Namor to come with her.

"Come with me and Toussaint to the night market. Tonight." Shuri commands.

…

Namor smirks, lifting his head with a sly grin from whatever he's doing to look at Shuri.

He smiles roguishly.

"Bribe me, princess."

"I knew it—"

Shuri stepped on his foot a few times purposely to make sure his foot was healed although he still kept the bandages on— Namor didn't wince, OKAY! And Shuri stepped on Namor with her whole body. It's all or nothing. 

Namor kindly wrapped his arms around Shuri's waist to prevent her from losing balance.

However, Shuri changed her mind and getting back down, she tiptoed instead. Namor instinctively lowered his head slightly, smiling uncontrollably as Shuri gently kissed his cheek.

"I heard Princess Shuri is very kind and generous and…"

With great gusto, Shuri showered Namor's other cheek with a loud, passionate kiss.

"Hmmm, think I have to disappoint Toussaint on the whale riding because his aunt—"

"Will you EVER stop? You greedy man—"

Shuri tiptoed and finally, with a look of teasing and twinkle in her eyes, 

Shuri kissed his lips, just as Namor desired.

Shuri could feel the unabashed smile on Namor's lips as she kissed him, but she noticed that he didn't kiss her back. Purposely pressing his lips tight.

Determined, Shuri began to lick and trace his soft lips, but Namor maintained his defenses. His mouth curved until it pointed to the sky. 

Just as Shuri was about to retreat, Namor finally enveloped her in a crushing embrace and deepened their unrelenting kiss.

They kissed and melted in each other's arms, intertwined and inseparable as their lips creating a symphony of tender intimacy that echoed with the sweetest whispers of affection.

Namor lifts Shuri up onto his feet as he kisses her softly, cupping her cheeks and stroking her sensitive and soft skin behind her ears, she shivers under his restless touch. But before Namor could feel smug, Shuri rubs her ankles on his wings intentionally. Making Namor's toes curls helplessly as his wings flutter furiously—

He imprisons her between his arms, his wrapped toes tickling under her feet playfully.

It was suffocating. They kissed with such intensity that it took their breath away. Shuri whimpered, unable to resist as she tightly wrapped her arms around Namor's neck and ran her fingers through his hair. 

Namor released her lips just enough for Shuri to catch her breath, and in that moment, they breathed deeply, as if their very existence depended on each other. Inhaling each other's scent with contentment.

They pressed their foreheads together, lingering in their affectionate embrace, their chests pressed tightly against each other as they could feel each other's hearts beating out of their chest exaggeratingly and relentlessly like an unquenchable fire.

Shuri nuzzles their foreheads together softly. Now, they share matching radiant smiles, their whole being brimming with joy. Their eyes crinkled at the corners with affection, their ears turned slightly rosy, and their lips glowed with a moist, rosy hue alluringly.

As Namor nuzzled back, he whispered affectionately, "Alright, wherever you go, I'll follow you. Shuri, In yakunaj —"

Namor lingered in tender kisses, planting them softly on Shuri's forehead, above her eyebrows, beside her eyes, on the tip of her nose, along her cheeks, and on her chin. 

Finally, he pressed a loud and passionate kiss on her rosy lips, feeling completely satisfied. Namor released Shuri with a contented smile and took hold of her right hand with his bracelet. 

"Come on, let's go~" His left hand with kimoyo beads entwined with her right. 

Hands entangled, 

Hearts synchronized, 

Souls intertwined and, 

Destinies interwoven. 

They are forever bound in this universe. 

Shuri smiled blissfully, her heart swelling with Namor's love. She tightly grasped his left hand, allowing him to lead her to the ends of the world.

"Fucking tease."

"You love it."

"I should change your access name again. Namor, King of Tease~ sounds pretty accurate to me—"

"Whatever you like, princess~"

In the end, Namor and Shuri took Toussaint to the night market together, and let him pilot the Sunbird with Shuri sitting beside him and Namor flying beside them. They went whale riding together and drank xocolatl together, not just for a month, but for the next month too, and the next, and the next more months to come in the future.  

Together. 

The End.

[splodge04]

*waves hands hypnotically* You definitely have no clue who I am.

Coolest thing you've ever done. Could be an awesome experience. Could be something you're proudest of. Whatever comes to mind.

Biggest regret?

You get to spend 24 hours with any one person ever - living or dead. Who is it? What do you do with them?

Nooo, Anon, I have no idea who you areeee lol but your asks got me in my feels.

1- I'm going to take this on an angle of 'a time I miss because of how amazing and special it was'. There was a period, over the space of probably 4-5 years, where I was constantly in a state of fangirling. There were always multiple events in the year. I'd travel all over the place- visiting countries I'd never gone to, places I'd never been, but each and every one would be such an absolute blast. Ireland/Sweden/Denmark/Germany/Basauri/Florida/Atlanta (D*C) etc. It was this period of absolute crack, carnage and happiness that I miss with the light of a billion candles.

Oh yes, I'm going to go to Tampa for a week before flying up to Atlanta for Dragon*Con. I'm going to eat garlic mash and steak on two different days. I'm going to go to Hooters. I'm going to sit on the beach at sunset with some of the greatest people I've ever met. We'll go to Disney, we'll go shopping at a mall, we'll go food shopping and buy all the poptarts and drink varieties. Yes, we'll watch a thunderstorm from the balcony. Yes, we'll go to see the candyman. Yes, we'll lose our shit at Dragon*Con and get no sleep. Yes, I'll travel to Basauri with my friends only a few days before an exam and have the greatest time exploring the place and being judged by the locals.

Those memories are the things I wouldn't bloody change...and I happen to think that fangirling is the coolest thing I've ever done, because actually...you can do many things, own many things, have many things...but the actual things that shine out are the experiences you have with people that have had an impact on your life (pets included btw).

That's my answer and I'm sticking to it.

2- Not gonna lie- this made me weep just writing it. But this is the thing that I regret the most for sure.

Long story short, when my Nan went into hospital a few days before she died, she was in resus with her oxygen mask on. We didn't think she was going to die to be honest, not then at least, and I'd been dragged into the room with my Aunty so that I could listen to the Dr talk about what was happening with my Nan.

I stood there listening to the Dr speak, not really paying attention and noticed that my Nan had lifted off her oxygen mask to say something. I moved over to the side of her bed and listened, but I couldn't understand what she was saying. I asked her to repeat it once, but then I got distracted by the Dr talking. I never asked her to repeat it again. That was the last moment I saw her alive, the last chance I had to hear her talk whatever words/garbled words/nonsense/actual sense, and I didn't. I don't know what she said. I have no idea if it was anything meaningful, anything funny, anything that I'd want to remember because I didn't ask her to repeat it again.

It bothers me so much that I didn't sit down with her. I should have sat there. I should have kept her company. I should have done more. Instead, my Aunty corralled me out of there, because actually, there wasn't space for us to be there...but I could have gone to the ward with her after, or spent any sort of time with her in those final days.

What did she want to tell me? Was it something funny? Was it something important? or was it just a load of garbled nothing?

I should have listened better. I should have got her to repeat it. I should have sat with her on the ward...and boy do I regret the fact that I didn't.

3- My Nan...100%. So many celebrities, so many people, but actually, I'd rather have it with someone I know and care for because it would mean a hell of a lot more.

I'd want to spend the equivalent of a Christmas/Boxing Day with her like we did when I was younger. We'd have a big Christmas Dinner and a Yule Log. We'd watch TV and play games. Then Boxing Day would come, and a big chunk of the family would turn up. She'd never want any presents, but she'd appreciate anything you got her nonetheless. We'd hear her waffle on about things we'd heard thousands of times before, never understanding how special those stories were, even more so when you realise you've forgotten so many of them. Even though you were full up for hours after your dinner, she'd also want to keep feeding you, and making sure you were never hungry like she was as a kid. That would be the perfect 24 hours for me.

[wearethegladiators]

this rant was a fail but i am still going strong

few things i wanted to say include:

WHY IS IT ALWAYS 7 YEARS

why is everyone so serious this is SAD

ok kids, so today we’ll be ranting about......... *crowd cheering* YES, WYNONA!! (why. am. i. like. this. j’ai des pics d’excitation d’enfants de 3 ans ptn)

(if you’re asking “is this the new wynona?” hm. HM. i mean............)

(the hairstyle. the outfit. the environment. WE STAN.) i’m not entirely convinced by older!raven as incendio3!wynona. but i guess WE’LL SEE, that’s not the focal point.

the important thing to remember about wyn (bc it’s tragic and we all love a good drama) is that she didn’t want to be part of this war. she didn’t want to fight. she was neutral with even a possible tendency to work with the deatheaters to protect her family. it’s always been family first with the blackbirds.

now, what happened to wynona during the war?

well she did surprisingly good for a while. she joined the rebellion “temporarily” (mdr) to help rescue sacha. and.... caught up by her wish to make the world a better place + the need to stay close to sacha + the whole edan storyline + (eurm) (nathan)...... she pretty much got stuck/stuck herself.

she’s a warrior, she’s spirited, she’s hella smart and has an impressive réseau (always thought she may have coerced kyran into giving her plans of the ministry, and then would have proceeded to show up to the rebellion with those - allowing them to attack). so she’d be a valuable element, and she’d fit in well i guess? she’s a bit of the stereotype of the rebel imo. and she would def like it even though she wouldn’t say it.

she’d go back and forth between the domain and the headquarters of the rebellion. becoming good friends with carmen i guess? (i also love to fantasize about a weirdass friendship between carmen and lily. started from rivalry to mutual respect/companionship. ofc this would be more complicated now but... WAIT WHAT IF CARMEN BECOMES SORT OF A MEDIATOR BETWEEN NATHAN AND LILY??? i’m sorry. i’ll go back to this later hihi)

WYNONA. she got involved gradually, taking part in fights and bigger events involving explosions :’))

BUT

on one of those missions, one day, she’d be super badly injured. it would happen during a sort of “7 potters” thing? like she’d be flying on a broom (DRAGON) and she’d get hit by a deatheater. fell pretty hard, lost one (or both) of her legs.

(i like how i’m illustrating this like it’s some kind of nice little story)

wynona always had two nightmares throughout her life: losing a kid and losing her legs.

she’s an athlete. she hungs out with athletes. she’s a duellist. she has a super physical job which includes taking care and controlling among the deadliest magical creatures out there. she’s a “mother” of 8. she’s a control-freak that FREAKING hates relying on someone else. she is passionate about flying. and now what?? she can’t do any of these things without her leg(s). it’s like her whole life is losing purpose.

you sad already?

well she certainly is. more than that - she’s destroyed by it. she can’t see why she should keep on living (remember that wynona is a very utilitarian character - if she has no purpose/utility then she’s just as good as dead in her opinion).

so that’s depression, edgy behavior, pushing away the people she loves (sorry sachou :’()

btw, about her relationship with nathan: well, some stuff happened. to what extent is a good question. i’m pretty confident she’d have developed actual feelings for him by now (but would never say it ofc mdr). anyway, he’d be important in that moment.

wynona is an engineer. she was working on two PHDs AT THE SAME TIME before she got involved with the rebellion. ofc she’d be trying to build something to get better, even if magic can’t save her, even if she’s so damn low. i could see nathan helping her with that? eventually they’d find something that’d help her gain some mobility back. she’d be BEYOND excited. way too much tbh.

(also i have this absolute headcanon that - ELO PLS SAY YES - nathan is helping her with the kids too)

(i actually have a way too precise scene in mind. one night, wynona is working on her thesis at the rebellion’s headquarters. nathan walks by and sees DRAGOOOONS. she ends up explain she’s doing her thesis in magizoologie bc she wants more dragons for her domain. he’s excited. she eventually brings him to the domain. he sees dragons and is beyond excited. byeeeee c’est tout pour moi)

ANYWAY

she’d insist on going back to the battlefield. quickly. too quickly. would be upset because people are overprotecting her because of her legs; could get captured or something but that wouldn’t last.

THE BIG DRAMA IS YET TO COME

hmhm. here we are.

remember wynona’s worst nightmares? hmhm.

with wynona being more and more involved in the rebellion, she may have rapatrié the kids from hogwarts. they may be living permanently at the domain, or coming once in a while at the rebellion’s headsquarters. anyway, they would have been in touch with the rebels

and one of the kids (i don’t know which one yet) would manage to make it to the battlefield. guess what? ofc he/she gets killed. and wyn cannot do anything because of her leg

here we areeee, she just reached her personal hell

remember the blackbird dynamic of “blood must have blood”, “there’s honor in revenge”, “revenge and justice are the same thing”, “judge, jury, executioner” and so on and so forth?

she’d track down the murderers. show up to their houses to kill them. she had a plan: torture and kill the parents. she didn’t plan on hurting children. wynona is the Biggest Savior of Child™ there is. except that.... she would??? she’s beyond fucked-up at that point. so yeah, she slaughters the children as well.

i have pictured multiple times in my mind her coming back to the QG covered in blood and everyone going silent. everyone knowing.

she would go to nathan but even he couldn’t forgive her ofc?? their bond would be broken because he can’t understand, he can’t forgive (i guess??? or is it just me wanting angst??)

i don’t even know if she’d be able to maintain a relationship with carmen. like this is some kind of terrible violence right here

so i guess she’d be marginalized/ejected from the rebellion. she’d go on a personal vendetta for a while, not being able to stop the killing spree, before joining a rogue/extremist movement. totallyyyyy fucked-up.

and this is pretty much what would have happened up until the end of the virus: rogue!wynona, with still some distant connections to some people (sacha, nathan, lily...? helping her with the kids. i mean, she can’t make it without them hihi)

btw, i’m working on the relationship between wynona and lily. as odd as it can sound, i think lily could understand. especially now. they’d still have a connection, maybe stronger now. like i can see lily calling wynona when burning the bodies of her family and having a breakdown. alright now i’m excited abt it

after the virus: wyn is getting tired of this shit just like everyone else. she’s feeling f*cking guilty bc YES SHE HAS FEELINGS TOO

i mean, she pretty much did all this horror for love, for her kids

and she’s lonelier than ever. wynona isn’t into loneliness. she likes being alone when chosen, or being surrounded by her creatures, or being independent. but not freaking loneliness.

btw: she’d only be calm/soft around her creatures. yeah. and potentially her kids, but even that would be hard. the kids would be scared of her and this would break her even more

edan coming back would be a HUGE gamechanger. she’d rush to sacha of course. having someone to support and coming back to this old role of “good protector” would give her old vibes. that’s the opening of her resilience arc

i really really really want a resilience arc for wynona. she’s done horrible, unspeakable things and now she will always be about fire and destruction and blood. but she’s not a bad person. she deserved better.

doesn’t mean she will be a hero, especially if she ends up snapping on edan

this would be the trigger that she went too far and that she’s got to stop

she’d go back to the rebellion

try to let go of her “murder” and “absolute chaos” habits

reconnect with nathan?? that would be very very very important for her. if he can forgive her then maybe she can forgive herself and move forward

she was only a mother who wanted to save the world. she’ll be forever haunted by what she did. she deserves B E T T E R

also this may be interesting to work on her relationship with carmen, esp. since they both went down a rogue path

also i’m so happy about sacha having his dragon !!!!! jealous too tho cause i wish wynona could have one and ride it :’(

“question: how do you make a monster stop feeling so monstrous?

you give her something she can hold in her palms without crushing. you give her something sweet and tell her to keep it.

you wipe the blood from her hands. you say her name, over and over, like an absolution.

you forgive her. you forgive her. you forgive.”

alright that’s all for me kiddos!! let me now cry tears of despair over my tragic babies, thanks. i’ll be back for a small thread about the environnement and lily/nathan relationship?? (ANGST there will be) love u elo :’)