#k’uk’ulkan

[aolechan]

Tenoch Huerta Mejía as Namor in Black Panther: Wakanda Forever (2022) directed by Ryan Coogler

[mrsaguapapi]

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Chapter 18

My Sunshine

The Vibe:

Corinne Bailey Rae 11. Seasons Change

"Wanda is dead. I saw her die" Stranges says pacing away in his office. Looking absolutely ridiculous with his lounge clothes and a cloak.

"She's alive Stephen." I say exasperated

"Okay, I'll play. Let's say she's alive, which she's not. Why of all people would you go to her?" he gestures to himself, "I can help you."

"I'm not letting you anywhere near my memories thank you very much." I scoff at him, "I don't have time to bring you up to speed, I need to speak with her, and considering with what happened in Westview and your little multiverse incident, I don't know where her head is at mentally. All I'm asking is that you watch my back and be on standby" I plead

"Look I want to help you but that last thing we need is to instigate another fight with Wanda Maximoff, IF, she's even alive," Strange says. "If she's alive, I theorize she won't be happy seeing me, so no, I'm not going with you," I roll my eyes and stand up, ready to walk out, "I didn't say I wasn't going to help you," he says stopping me in my place

"Okay well, Stephen can you just spit it out some of us have shit to do," I say holding my hands out annoyed

He rolls his eyes and pulls out a display and uncovers it revealing a floating crystal ball, "This is the Orb of Agamotto. This allows me to monitor the universe and other surrounding dimensions. With the ability to 'Livestream' other planets and pinpoint magic users anywhere, except for those with the power to block its view. I can use this to watch you from a distance and if anything goes wrong, I'll portal to you and help"

I take a moment to think about it, "Fine, you have a deal" I say holding out my hand to him

He shakes my hand and smiles, "Does this mean I'm forgiven?"

"Ugh and you ruined it," I say, dropping my hand, rolling my eyes, and grabbing my sling ring, "For the record, I never really blamed you, and neither does Peter. You just happen to have an annoying face and that I can't forgive" I laugh to myself," Give me your phone" I say to Strange. He hands me his phone and I put my number in it and call myself so I have his number, "When I get there I'll call you and have you in my ear." I say putting an airpod in and giving back his phone. Pausing for a moment I take in a deep breath and exhale allowing myself to relax before opening a portal to the shuffling streets of Sokovia.

I step through turning to look at Strange, "If she's alive and as powerful as before she could easily sever my connection. Just keep that in mind." He warns. I nod my head and close the portal.

"Okay let's get this show on the road," I say to myself walking the down the city streets

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After getting some food and thinking about the next approach I decided instead of using a locator spell and exposing her safe space, I figure I'll summon her to me. So I picked the most public place I could think of.

A playground

Sitting on the bench watching the children play, I say in my head, "Wanda, I need your help" I call out to her making sure my intention is clear and that I mean no harm, "That should do the trick" I whisper to myself. I pull out my phone to call Strange, "Hey, she'll be here any minute. Can you see me?"

"You chose to bring 'The Scarlet Witch' to a playground?"

"She won't hurt the children," I say

"I once thought that too until she tried to murder America Chavez in front of me" he quips

"Yea well this time will be different Stephen," I say annoyed "Have a little hope will ya?"

He sighs, "You never told me why you need her specifically."

"I was told by my dead mother to go to her directly. She didn't say why, but I trust her judgment. Wanda may also have some info on someone else I'm looking for." I say rather quickly and annoyed

"So the short answer is you don't know," he says

"I've been on the phone with you for 2 mins and I already want to kick your ass," I say making us both laugh

"What's so funny?" I hear someone say near me, causing me to damn near jump out of my skin. It was Wanda sitting next to me in civilian clothes with her hair dripping wet.

"Good lord girl. You don't have to be so creepy" I say clutching my fake pearls

"You started It. I heard your little whispers in my ear while I was in the shower. I thought you had the drop on me." she laughs under her breath, "So why are you here? Don't you know I'm 'dead'? I'm sure Stephen told you. Right Stephen?" She asks a little louder

She knows

"Did you think I wouldn't know?" Wanda Asks

"Millie she's blocking me, I can't see you anymore," Stephen says in my ear, "I'm coming to you"

"Hold off Stephen," I say out loud, "It's okay" I pause looking at Wanda with a small smile, "Do you blame me? If I didn't come with some sort of backup, I'd be pretty dumb don't ya think?"

She looks at me for a while like she was searching for something in my face eventually looking away and letting out a large exhale, "I have been a real witch lately" she says causing me to laugh, "You said you needed my help and I could really use a distraction right now, so what can I do for you?"

"Hey, Stephen you still there?" I ask

"I'm still here. You still alive?" He asks

"Yep. I'm gonna let you go, I'm okay" I say to him

"Are you sure?"

"Mhmm, I'll text you later," I say before hanging up on him, "Let me buy you a drink. We've got a lot to talk about." I say standing up and holding out my hand to her

"One drink isn't going to cut it," She says taking my hand "Might have to buy the bar," she says making us both chuckle.

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Wanda and I have been venting and drinking for an hour or so at this dingy little bar in the middle of town. We both are sitting in a booth in the back of the room effectively away from the other patrons.

"So," I say before throwing back another tequila shot, "So out of grief you kidnapped and brainwashed a random town in New Jersey, Created a fake husband and children, and then traveled through other universes, blindly looking for said fake children?" I ask

"Well," Wanda taking a sip of her bourbon, "I feel like you're oversimplifying it a bit. Westview wasn't a random town, Vis bought us some land there to build us a home and my children are only fake here, they're very much real elsewhere, but... essentially yes you are correct." She says finishing the drink

"Wanda," I say rubbing my head from the sudden rush I'm feeling, "That like really sucks"

"I Know right? "Oh and let's not forget Pietro, my dead twin brother," She says nonchalantly

I burst out in laughter, I couldn't help myself at her candor, "I'm sorry that was so mean" I said trying to control myself.

Surprisingly Wanda joins me, "You are fucked up, you know that?" She says laughing with me

"I know! I know! I'm sorry, it's either you laugh or you cry and I'm tired of crying" I say catching my breath from laughing

"Couldn't have said it better myself" Wanda says collecting herself from laughing with me"So enough about me and my lifetime of trauma, fill me in on what's going on; why do you need my help?"

"Can I just so show you? It will be quicker" I ask holding my hand out to her

"Is it going to hurt?" She asks hesitantly

"No. I mean no one has complained before?" I say smiling and shrugging. She places her hand in mine and I use my memory transference on her filling her in on everything; my ghost mom and her past with the darkhold, the books from Wakanda, how peter found me in the lake, and my lack of memory.

"Wow," Wanda says taking her hand back, "You've got some serious power Millie, your magic is vast." She says rubbing her hand "Unpredictable too... It's very familiar."

"Well that wasn't ominous at all," I say a little creeped out, "Can you help me?"

"Yes, I think so. We'll need an open field and it's probably going to hurt" She says standing up "Come on we should get going"

"Fine," I say standing up and throwing some cash on the bar, "But can we not skip over the whole 'it's going to hurt thing"

"I imagine being struck by lightning doesn't feel good," She says walking out

"Well Fuck" I say following her

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The Vibe:

Bishop Briggs - Lessons of the Fire: Official Lyric Video | Devil In Ohio | Netflix

Wanda takes me to this field on the outskirts of town. It was surrounded by overarching trees and we were in the open center. When I look up I see nothing but a full moon and stars. The air was cool and the energy surrounding us was peaceful. Wanda had set up several candles around me in a circle and stepped out leaving me alone in the center

"Explain it to me one more time, " I say a little freaked out

"You need to summon the lightning to strike you"

"Okay but why?" I say a little freaked out

"The connection you and your ancestors have with nature runs deep in your blood. Channeling the weather seems to be something engrained in your DNA, specifically thunderstorms and lightning. A storm woke you up in that lake; you were struck by lightning. I'm hoping that with almost the same conditions, it could do the same for your mind. Make sense?" She finishes

"Yes, it does, I think. I'm sorry but I am scared the last time this happened it left me with a giant scar across my body." I say unconsciously rubbing my scar, "Are you sure you can't do some kind of spell?"

"I can't. Quite frankly I'm afraid too"

"What does that mean?" I scoff

"You possess multiple forms of magic. It shouldn't be possible to have more than 2 or 3. Millie, from what I felt from your hand and what you've shown me in your memories, you seem to possess 4. I'm afraid if I go poking around in your brain that you will unconsciously retaliate and that's the last thing we want to do."

Why is she being so cautious?

"What forms do you think I possess?"

"1 being eldritch magic, which you learned from the sorcerers. Accessible by humans, eldritch magic can be properly controlled by those with highly disciplined minds who have been trained in casting spells. Your ancestor Ayesha was a sorcerer supreme, so it's only natural that you have an affinity for this form. " Wanda pauses, I can tell she's a little hesitant to continue.

"Go on it's okay, I can take it," I say trying to convince her, and myself

"The second being Dark Magic, also known as Witchcraft. An extremely powerful and difficult type of magic used by sorcerers and witches to achieve their goals through morally questionable means.

"Morally questionable means? I would never hurt anyone.." I begin to say

"You wouldn't now, but what about you before your memory loss? Who's to say you weren't a bad guy? In your memories when your mother died you were taken by a coven of witches led by Agatha. Agatha isn't exactly a good witch; she's ancient and she's evil. I wouldn't be surprised that her influence on you wasn't positive, especially considering that she's also possessed the darkhold." Wanda sighs. "She was a pain in my ass, I'll take you to her after this."

She has a point, what if my memory comes back and I still have an allegiance to her? What If I lose my feelings for my current loved ones...

"Anyways" Wanda continues pulling me back from internal panic, "Dark magic can be combined with other types of magic, which leads me into your last 2 forms, darkhold and chaos Magic. When your mother was using the darkhold while pregnant with you, a portion of its power embedded itself in you.  I am almost positive that's why are you able to use magic just by mentally displaying your intent."

"I can understand why I may have dark hold magic but chaos magic feels like a stretch. Due to its very nature, chaos magic is extremely unstable and requires a massive amount of energy and control to master it; I don't feel I'm at that level. I would have noticed by now right?"

"Like me, you were born with latent magical abilities, yours coming from your ancestors. Your generational power bestowment has given you vast immeasurable strength that was the perfect breeding ground for chaos magic. Let me ask you, have you been losing your temper or lost control of your powers lately?"

"Yea I have been losing control of my powers," I say thinking back to the incident in my bedroom and outside of the royal palace in Wakanda, "I also almost killed a man yesterday. Honestly, I think I could have done it if I wasn't stopped."

"Key signs. I knew your power felt familiar, I felt the chaotic energy pulsate through your veins; You're like me. If I fuck anything up messing with your memories you could go crazy destroying everything in sight. Do you get it now?" She says to me very seriously

"I do" I pause lost in my thoughts. After a few more seconds I hear a loud beep come from my pocket. I pull out the source of the noise and realize it was my pager.

It was a new voice message from Namor, I hold it to my ear and listen, "I miss you more Ki'ichpan"

Through messages and he still makes me swoon.

Feeling a little relaxed, I take in a deep breath, "What do I need to do"

Wanda holds out her hand, "Give me your beeper and your cell so they don't get destroyed." Doing as she says I throw my things in my sling bag and hand it to her, "Okay do what you need to do, to feel as connected to the nature surrounding us"

I take off my sneakers and socks linking my feet to the grass, "Okay" I nod to her

"You can already control the basic elements correct?"

"Yes," I say

"What are the conditions needed to cause a storm?" She asks me

"Storms form when warm, moist air rises into the cold air," I respond

"Make that happen," She says plainly

I silently nod my head and close my eyes; my feet are firmly planted on the ground and my hands are open at my side. I begin to box breathe:

In 1,2,3,4

Hold 1,2,3,4

Out 1,2,3,4

Repeat

Eventually, I feel myself relax, I'm only focused on the surrounding sound of the night; the wind around me was nothing more than a breeze. I was in a total moment of zen and for a while it was quiet. After minutes of silence, the wind around me began to dance and I feel the hair on my arms stand, "It's coming I can feel it" I said as the wind begins to pick up rapidly.

I open my eyes and lift my hand to the sky calling the lighting to me. I see storm clouds forming over us almost fully blocking out the moon, nearly leaving us in total darkness if not for the candles, "Come on" I yell to the storm. For a moment it grew eerily quiet but suddenly flashes of lights began to paint the sky; it was my lightning. Just as I began to smile with pride from the storm I created, a giant bolt of lightning makes it's way down, connecting to my hand and making my whole body seize.

The pain I feel is almost indescribable; not only did my body feel like every inch of me was on fire but my head felt like my brain was boiling inside my skull. For what felt like an eternity, but in reality, it was only a matter of seconds, the pain stopped and I fell to the ground. The only thing I remember before fading away was Wanda rushing to me, "Millie Wake up" she says, "Millie don't g-", was all I hear before slipping away.

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The Vibe:

Breathe me -- sia

It's dark and quiet. I can't feel anything. I can't move.

"Mom.." I hear a males voice whisper

Who's voice is that?

I hear the voice speak again, "Mom I-" he coughs not being able to finish his sentence.

I know that voice.

"Momma I can't move" he speaks clearly before coughing and gurgling. That voice is so familiar. It's warm like the sun. The sun...

You are my sunshine

My only sunshine

You make me happy

When skies are gray

You'll never know, dear

How much I love you

Please don't take

My sunshine away

I love the sun. My son. I named him after the Sun God; the creator of the universe. He's my sunshine, my world, the center of my universe. My Amun.

"Amun!" I yell jolting up. When sitting up I instinctively grab my stomach in utter pain. Looking down I see I'm bleeding, I'm assuming a stab wound. Looking around I see I'm back at that same awful place. Kissena Park.

"Mom," Amun says

I hear my son call to me again; I snap my head in his direction and I see my son lying on the ground covered in blood, "No!" I scream crawling to him, "No, no, no"

When I reach him and scan him a little closer I can see he was stabbed like me but it must be somewhere fatal spot because he was coughing up blood, "He stabbed and knocked you out" he says in between coughs, "I tried t-to protect you but I wasn't strong enough, I'm s-sorry Mom"

"Hush now baby," I say panicked and in between tears, "I can heal you," I say holding my hand over his wound.

"You're too w-weak, you'll die," He says

"I don't care. You are my son, my life means nothing without yours. Just breathe baby" I say trying to calm him and myself down

"Momma, who is that? Sh-she looks like you" He says looking past me. I turn around and see no one.

"Amun baby no one is there," I say

"Momma she's so warm. I think- I think I'm going to go with her" Amun says to me

No.

"No baby stay with me. Don't go." I say my voice begins to shake, "Stay with me, I can fix you, Please" I beg

"It's okay momma, I'll be fine." He says before looking behind me and nodding his head.

I turn around and still see nothing, "What am I to do?  How do I breathe without you?"

Amun takes my hand and squeezes it and smiles before taking his last breath. His hand relaxed in mine, and his eyes glossed over. As he took his last breath he took a part of me with him. I pull my son's body to me holding him tightly never wanting to let him go.

"Well that was dramatic" I hear a man say from behind me, "It was a shame he went down so fast, I expected more from him considering his lineage."

I gently put my boy's body down leaving a kiss on his forehead before standing up and turning around. It was the faceless man in the black suit, "Bring him back"

"Like mother, like daughter. What are you willing to trade for his life? Your mother gave me her power. What do you have to barter?"

"Take anything, my power, my life, my soul. I don't care to take it all"

"No" he responds, "Why would I bring him back? I was the one who killed him."

"Y-you attacked us?" I asked. My voice was shaking; I was filled with not only grief and sadness but an overwhelming sense of rage, "Why? We lived in peace, I have atoned for my past. How did you even find us, we were so careful for years."

"Your family has always been on my radar, But you should thank your friend Agatha, she pointed me in your direction." He smiles as my heart drops

Agatha why?...

"I knew one day eventually one of your family's descendants' power would rival mine and I just can't have that. I figure it's time to end the whole bloodline. You should take some pride that it ends with you, you are the strongest and with more time you could have been more powerful." He steps closer placing a hand on my cheek. I look at him where his eyes should be, "It'll be easier if you just surrender Millaenyia"

"All chances of me surrendering left when you Killed my son." I sneer

"So be it," he says disappointed. Before I knew it his hands were hovering at the side of my head, he was draining me of my power and my life, "Don't worry this won't take long" he says softly

I fall to the ground, no longer able to stand up. If I don't act quickly, I will die.

Maybe I should let him.

I ponder on that thought for a while and just as I was about to accept my fate the man speaks up, "Almost done, you'll soon be with your son"

My son. He killed my son.

I snap out of it, realizing I was about to let my son's murderer roam free, I quickly devise a plan.

I'm too weak to kill. But I think I have enough in me to trap him.

I look up and see the man holding his head back as he was draining me, he wasn't paying attention to my hands. I lift my hand out toward the tree behind him; I use what's left of my powers to form an opening in the tree that was big enough to hide a body within it. Once done I call to the roots and branches of the tree, willing them to slowly creep up behind the man and gently wrap around his legs and arms. He was so focused on the feeling of this newly acquired power of his, that he didn't notice he was being detained until it was too late.

"What is this?" He says seeing the branches wrapped around his hand, "What are you do-" the man says before whipping back into the tree. His arms were now behind his back being thoroughly wrapped in roots followed by the rest of his body. The only exposed part of him now was his neck up, "This won't hold me, you child"

I stand up and walk to him, "You will rot in here" I sneer before wrapping my hand around his neck quickly taking back my power and life force. "All you care about is power right?" I ask knowing the answer, "I'll take that too" I say now draining him of his energy and power, leaving just enough to keep him alive so he can rot here for the rest of days.

"Let me-" he struggles to say "Let me ou-" The roots cover the rest of him effectively muffling his words. I step back holding my hand out to the tree and use my powers to close and seal it shut. I place my hand on the tree and close my eyes:

To be Seen or Unseen.

Never in the focus of one's eye

Of nature's age, it does defy

To be Seen, or Unseen

With this spell, this tree will never age. It shall never be directly seen but it will always be here.

Once done with the small runes are now etched around the tree sealing his fate. I walk back to my Amun and look at him one last time.

I need to bury you, my love.

When I go to pick him up I see he had the journal he made of me tucked away in his jacket. Not wanting to leave the journal behind for someone to find and use, I grab it and bind it to my wrist before I pick Amun up. I walk towards the lake and will the water to separate allowing me to walk down to the center of the lake. Once I make it to the spot I place Amun down. I kiss his forward one last time, "My sweet boy" I say before I hold my hand out and use my power to have him sink into the dirt, fully burying him.

I lay beside him now, with the intention of ending my life and resting beside him for eternity. But I couldn't bring myself to do it, something was stopping me like there was someone in my ear telling me no. So, still intending on resting beside my son, I decide that if I'm too cowardly to end it now, I don't deserve to remember him in case I wake up:

Forget me not

Forget me now

Forget the past

Forget the sound

Forget the memories

Forget the love

Forget it all

Forget it now

As I finish the spell, I feel myself begin to fade away and sink to the ground. The water released and is slowly filling the lake back up; I find comfort in my last lingering memory of my son's laughter before I'm completely asleep.

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The Vibe:

Labrinth & Zendaya - I'm Tired (From “Euphoria” An HBO Original Series – Lyric Video)

"Millie wake up!" That is all I hear before I feel water being poured on me.

The sudden feel of cold water all over me jolted me awake. I sit up completely dazed; my eyes were fuzzing and my ears wear slightly ringing. Eventually, the ringing faded and my eyes clear up. I look around and see Wanda sitting next to me, looking like she has seen a ghost, "Are you okay?" She asks, "Fuck you are still steaming, does that hurt? I thought the water would help," she says concerned.

"I'm okay," I say plainly.

"Are you?" she says. I look to her with expressionless eyes and nod.

My body feels numb, it's because of the lightning... No, I remember...

"Did it work? Do you remember?" She asks

"I remember everything," I say beginning to cry, "My son..." I say holding my stomach, I feel like I'm going to throw up, "Oh god my son" I say sobbing

[demigoddessqueens]

Please excuse my rambling!! I talk too much 😅😅😅 I hope this is okay!💜

Hii! Can I please request a Namor x fem!nurse!reader where she’s a traveling nurse, and travels all around the world for her job. She happens to be on the beach that is right above where Talokan is. She wanders around the beach and happens to accidentally wander into Namor’s cave at the same time that Nakia stabbed the Talokanil guard before escaping. Y/n finds the girl and one, is shook because she has never seen Talokanil people, Y/n is only human, but she quickly works on getting the girl stable and saves her life. Namor finds her saving the guard’s life and is surprised at a surface dweller having compassion for his people, so he shows her compassion back. He shows her the wonders of his Kingdom, and for the first time, finds himself having feelings for a surface dweller. He asks her to stay with him, saying that he could make it to where she can breathe underwater, live as long as he does, and that she would be his Queen and he’d spoil her and show her so much love: She says yes. 🥰 The two fall deeper and deeper in love as time goes on🥰

Okay a) this is adorable as heck?!! 🥹💕😭💞

b) this reminds me of Dracula and Lisa from Castlevania so much

C) he’s waiting for you to call on the shell-phone

i think i might like you

A/N: also posted here on ao3, words ~1.2k

EDIT - A/N: a very loonnng overdue fic

Tagging @namorwife @deliciousfestsalad @omgsuperstarg @beautifulsoulsublime @historygeekqueen @rosestoophelia @urlocallsimp

There were those close to you who had been with you since the start of this mobile clinic. And in this moment, you wished you could be back in the mainland with them right now.

The figure that stood before you kept his steely-eyes gaze on you, just waiting for any movement from you.

Damn your good-natured heart and inquisitive nature that compelled you to explore. It made you superb in your abilities to heal others, but there was always the catch in the most dire situations. The young woman before you needed aid and fast.

“Who are you, to trespass here?!”

“I was just passing by—please, she needs help—I can heal her.”

A quavering response from you would only suffice for now.

“I have had enough of the surface world and your lies—!”

“No! I swear! I’m not lying. Please! Just let me help and then you can decide what to do with me.

You waited for him to speak. The one who stood in front with the elongated spear waited for Namor’s command before he nodded. As soon as the spear lowered, you set off to tend to the wounded individual.

A spare IV bag and catheter luckily were on your person. Spare bandages were given to stop the bleeding. You did not think much of it, but you spoke out what steps you were taking to heal this woman, a chant of sorts to show that you meant no ill will and to ease your nerves.

Within a few minutes, the young woman regained her breath and gulped down as much air as she could. You let out the sigh of relief that you dodn't reealie you had been holding in. Feeling a tug at the edge of your clothes, you felt yourself plummet backwards against the cool stone of the floor. The one who you assumed was the

"If you leave this instant, I would not be so generous as to those who entered my kingdom last! Leave while you still have your life intact!"

In a few hurried breaths of "I'm leaving, I'm sorry", you scrambled to your feet and left faster than when you arrived. You never looked back for a split second until you were back aboard your mobile home.

Sleep did not come easy to you that night and when morning came, you saw the same man from before.

He looked at you with a matter-of-fact expression as he had rummaged through the medical supplies you had kept, noting said lack of defenses.

”You carry no weapons with you.”

“N-no, my line of work doesn’t require it.., and I’m not a fan of it as a nurse…”

Looking you up and down, the man circled around to observe you with an inquisitive nature. Every clink of the ornate spear in his hand made you flinch, but you hid the effect it was having on your nerves.

”…it means I’m a healer, I help people along this coast who need assistance…”

Stopping in front of you, the proximity of his intense gaze made you feel like a deer in the headlights.

“I am familiar with healers, though I still find your placement and occupation quite odd. But I do extend my gratitude for you upon reviving one of my guardsmen.

”Yes, you’re welcome—I mean thank you…?”

“You may call me Namor. And I will return tomorrow. I wish to speak with you more on matters.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Namor dove beneath the waves. And before you had a chance to respond, you caught the faintest ripples underneath as he swam away.

Though the conversation you had with Namor had been short, you looked forward to seeing him soon.

After that day, you waited with bated breath to see if he would hold true to his promise. Your mind was racing with a thousand thoughts on what to do next. Do you need to defend yourself? Should you relent and just radio everyone else in the mainland? Can you--?

A ripple away from you signaled that he may have honored his part of the deal. You could see the few tufts of curls rising from the water’s stillness before Namor rose from the water. You let out the sigh of relief that you didn't realize was being held in suspense for long.

"It would be shameful conduct to not uphold my end of an agreement, and for that I apologize."

You greeted his response with a small smile, and against your better judgment, invited this mysterious man aboard your barge.

From that day forward, the one called Namor continued to visit at the end of each week. Then it was every other day, until everyday of the week for a while. And each time, you noticed a small wound or scrape that this king had for you to tend to.

A sparring session gone wrong. An unfortunate event with a wandering sea creature. A close call in battle against the Wakandan army that left him greatly incapacitated

You don't know why, but for some reason you were grateful that Namor had survived the ordeal and still came to see you.

There were other days were you two just talked about anything, even the most boring mundane things you never paid much attention to until he brought it up. Though there were choice words about the songs you didn’t realize you were humming that made you blush.

Endless nights that mentioned your people that you had found through this line of work, his family and those of the people he cared for. You knew what he meant upon hearing the noted softness in his tone.

"I....lost some people close to me. For a short while a few years back, and I was alone for a while--. I know why you do what you do for your people, and I understand why you’re so protective of everyone.

He noted the softness laced in your tone of voice. Gently placing a hand atop yours, you were taken aback by the concerned expression across his face.

“I protect that and those which I find most dear in my world. And in this one.”

Heat rose to your cheeks as you pieced together the implications of his words. Thigh you both wanted to kiss each other, settling for a touch instead was enough for now.

It was only the beginning for you two after that night. Namor couldn’t imagine a day gone by that didn’t involve at least seeing you once, nor could you imagine the same. You looked forward to just any time together.

There was the kiss you shared with each other under the stars. The first time you stayed together for the night. And it all led to this moment that you welcomed inevitably.

The day Namor offered you the bit of herb that led to the creation of his people. You accepted without hesitation, and dove beneath the waves with him as it burned through your body. Sealed with a kiss as the current carried you both away, Namor held his love and new Queen of Talokan in his arms as one does for priceless treasure.

[whowantsnachos]

the siren song in wakanda forever (where all the boat staff jump off and all that) in theaters was one of the best experiences i’ve ever had watching movies in a theater

[laninasinamor]

I really wanna see what the Nashuri nations feels 💖

[popipopipopipopipo000]

I had to do the the spiderman multiverse gif w Shuri and Namor lol

[la-maripoza]

The Summoning of K’uk’ulkan

Chapter 16: Humid

“You are not K’uk’ulkan or Namor,” she whispered, lashes fluttering open.

He shook his head—her cacao eyes sharpened.

“You are not the one that wore my blanket.”

Underneath him, lithe muscles tensed, accompanied by a predatory growl. Kaano’ would have savoured Báalam’s animalistic croon if not for what it signalled.

[aolechan]

”Only the most broken people can be great leaders.” Namor Week 2024 @namorweek Day 7 - Creator’s Choice | Favorite Quotes insp and tutorial by thereigning-lorelai

[mrsaguapapi]

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Chapter 17

Team-Up

The Vibe:

James Blake - Retrograde

I was on the ground in Namor's arms when I came to. He is holding me tight and his head is resting on my chest; I hear him whispering something under his breath and I think he may be crying, "What's the matter, my love?"

He looks up at me startled, eyes red and cheeks tear-stained, "Oh thank the gods" He says dropping his back on my chest in relief, "I went too far, you fainted. I'm so sorry Millaenyia"

"You didn't go too far" I softly laugh, "I liked every bit of it; I would and could have stopped you if it was too much. Namor baby, Look at me" he groans in my chest "K'uk'ulkan"  he finally looks at me with his sad eyes, "I am fine I swear," I say playing with his hair

"Are you sure?"

"Positive" I smile attempting to get up, "Besides," I pause as Namor helps me stand on my feet, "I wanna do all of that" I gesture to the window "Again and again, and again, and ag-"

"You are insatiable" he finally laughs and relaxes, "I thought I hurt you," He says scooping me up and placing me on the bed, "We should sleep"

"I don't want to sleep," I say playing with his V-line, "I want more" I then leave a kiss along his V-line

"Stop," he says lifting my chin, "You need rest"

"I need you" I respond practically begging,  "I'll be okay, I promise. You just have to be gentle this time" I pull Namor in, hugging him and resting my chin on his abs as I look up at him "Pleaseee"

Breathing in and letting out a large sigh, he places his hand on my cheek and I lean into his touch, "How can I say no when you look at me like that?" I giggle and shrug at him, "Lie down" he says to me jokingly rolling his eyes.

I crawl into the middle of the bed and lie back making myself comfortable.

Hehe I'm such a pillow princess

Namor climbs into bed and kneels in front of me; He slowly and tenderly parts my legs and throws one over his shoulder as he dips down and begins to shower my thighs with kisses.  Slowly he makes his way to my clit lightly sucking and flicking me with his tongue, causing ripples of sensation to flow through my body.  Namor finds a nice steady rhythm playing with my clit and occasionally dips his tongue inside me stirring up a fire within me.  I reach down and grab his hair holding him in place as I grind back making myself comfortable.

It's not enough

I roughly pull his hair lifting him from my pussy so he could look at me; his eyes were glazed over and dark, "I want you" I call to him.  Namor takes one last taste of my sweet juices and crawls up to me leaving kisses all over my body before he makes it to my face.

"Are you okay?" He asks looking into my eyes

I smile and nod yes, taking his dick in my hands and guiding him inside me; He takes the hint and slowly enters me until he bottoms out. I close my eyes allowing myself to fully enjoy the feeling of him inside me, "Look at me" Namor says to me with a begging tone. When I open my eyes I find him looking back at me with nothing but lust and love in his; he kisses me as he begins to start a deep and slow rhythm of thrusts never breaking eye contact. He was on top of me and yet I feel like he wasn't close enough, so I wrap an arm around his neck and lean up on my other giving myself enough leverage to match his thrust with my own. This subtle change of position allowed Namor to hit my sweet spot with every pump, I can already feel my orgasm build up inside of me and It feels good but it was too soon.

I moan out and throw my head back trying to focus on delaying my sweet release, Namor rests his head on my chest "I know baby" He says as he pulls me closer to him, helping me meet his thrusts. Namor starts to whisper things under his breath, curse words and pleasant praises, he was enjoying himself.

Deciding I want to take care of him for a change, I abruptly flip us over so I'm the one on top straddling him, "Let me take care of you" I say leaning down to him and kissing him. Lips still locked I begin to grind my hips allowing his dick to massage my tight walls.

He grabs my ass and helps me with my grind, "You're so wet, baby" he pauses, "I want to feel you cum on my dick" he whispers to me

I rise to take his hands in mine and place them on my tits as I begin to bounce and grind on his dick fully losing myself in total ecstasy. I'm so close, I feel myself tighten around him and he does too by the sound of his groan, "Cum for me Ki'ichpan"

"Oh god," I moan out as my orgasm unravels me. My legs begin to shake and I feel my pussy grip Namor as he too finishes inside me. Feeling his warm release paint my insides, a fire lights in me causing me to continue grinding and bouncing on his rock-hard dick, riding out my climax. Matching my energy Namor grabs my hips and begins to thrust hard under me making sure I take in every drop of him. After a few minutes, we finally come down from our high, sweaty, and out of breath. Slowly I raise myself off his dick, wincing from the pain caused by a combination of rough sex, overuse, and his big dick.

Namor notices and I can see the regret covering his face, "Before you say anything" I say laying beside him, "I may be in pain but I regret nothing and you shouldn't either" I say snuggling up to him.

Taking me in his arms, he lets out a sigh, "I don't like hurting you"

"I like it though" I laugh

"You are insane" he chuckles

"But I fuck like a goddess, so it works out perfectly" Namor lets out the most genuine laugh I have ever heard and it melts my heart.

I can't wait to hear that laugh for the rest of my life.

"I love you"

"I love you too" He responds.

After talking and joking for a few more minutes I drift to sleep first and Namor follows soon behind; both of us holding on to each other, never letting go through the night.

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The Vibe: 

Pressing Flowers

I wake up to a cold breeze and bright light peeking in through the window. I instinctively reach over looking for Namor beside me but I was alone. I open my eyes and scan the room looking for him; seeing the balcony door open and the curtains flowing through the wind I assume he went outside.

Found the breeze.

Getting up and wrapping myself in the blanket, I find Namor standing in the nude, leaning on the balcony and looking out to the city. I walk up behind him wrapping us both up in the blanket, "Public nudity could get you in some serious trouble on the surface world."

"I didn't hear you complaining last night," he says eventually turning around and wrapping me up in his arms, "Good morning my love, I trust you slept well."

"I slept great." I smile laying my head on his chest

"Good, you deserve it" Namor responds, then pausing before he continues, "I have to go home today" He says with a hint of sadness in his voice

"I hate this part," I say sighing

"Me too" he responds

Taking a deep breath I say, "That's okay the next time I see you, I'll have my shit sorted and be someone worthy to meet your people." I confidently say

"You have always been worthy"

"I wanna feel worthy" I chuckle

"I understand," he says laughing under his breath

"Ready to go?" I say as I listen to his heartbeat

"Not just yet" he responds holding me tighter. We stand there for a few more minutes before we get dressed and take a taxi back to my place. While he's getting dressed in his regular clothes in my room, I'm in the kitchen packing him a bag of leftovers, a few of my favorite books, and a pair of my panties wrapped in a scarf and sprayed with my signature perfume.

He'll appreciate that the most lol

Tucking my intimates in the bottom of the bag, I think about how we are going to be able to contact each other.

Light bulb hehe

I grab the bag run to my room and head to my closet nearly knocking Namor down in the process, "Sorry!" I say laughing and rummaging in a box in my closet.

Laughing Namor says, "What are you up to?"

"Got it!" I say, "When in college I had clinicals and they required us to use pagers, I still have a couple of my old ones. Can you give me 10, or 15 mins tops to whip something up? It'll help us communicate with each while we're far away." I say

"Of course, take all the time you need," he says smiling at me. I grab my old stark lab tools and sit on the bed tinkering away at our pagers. I Spend about 12 mins enhancing the range of the pager as well as adding a few things, "Ultra high frequency is in the range of about 300 MHz and 3 GHz, with wavelengths reaching from one meter to one decimeter. In other words," I say closing up our pagers and handing one to him "Normally these pagers transmit about as far as 2 miles away from each; that's nothing. I widened the frequency range to about 10,000 miles. So you can be home in your temple and I can be home here. I also added a voice feature so instead of just sending a message, you can record yourself saying something and I can hear it from mine."

"You fixed this up in 15 minutes?" he says impressed

"It was closer to 12 actually"

"You're amazing"

"I know," I say smiling, "Here" I hand him the bag, "I packed you some food and a few books, make sure you go through the whole bag," I said laughing to myself

"Thank you my love" He responds

We both get up off the bed and I grab my sling ring opening up a portal to his temple in front of us. "I love you," I say giving him a tight hug, "see you soon?"

"Very," he says kissing my forehead, "When you take care of your business let me know and I will prepare my people for your visit," he says smiling at me and stroking my cheek. I nod my head, acknowledging his words, "I love you" he whispers before kissing me one last time and walking through the portal. I blow a kiss and give a little wave before I close it up.

"Alone again," I say letting out a large sigh. I get an idea and pull out my pager recording a small message, "I miss you already" and with that, I take a shower and get dressed in a pair of black jeans and an oversized shirt with a pair of sneakers. I layer a long thick cream cardigan over my shirt completing my outfit. Grabbing my sling bag I pack my diary from the lake, my passport, a stack of various European cash, and my credit cards. For extra safety I also grab my leg bag and pack it with my Kunai's that the gang gave me; the bag sits at the side of my hip so it can be easily covered by my cardigan.

I grab my phone and head to the kitchen shoving down 3 granola bars then heading to Peter's room to see if he's here, "Hey Peter, you home? Just want to check in real qui-" I say opening his door and walking in on a shocking sight. Peter was asleep in bed with a white-haired woman. I slowly close the door back and freak out a little in the hallway. Pulling out my phone I send him a text:

Hey Pete, knocking at your door and no answer,

assume you were sleeping.

I'm headed to Bleeker Street,

then to Sokovia. Luv U, Call me :)

11:53 am

I'll leave out the girl for now, I'll let him come to be about that when he's ready

Finally ready I head out and take a taxi to the Sanctum Sanctorum,

Why waste energy opening a portal when we live in the same city?

It was about a 35 min drive before I arrived, I tip my driver and head to the front door, and walk right in. Aimlessly I walk around looking at the mystic relics on display, As I stroll through I begin to hear screams in my ear and it's getting louder and louder. I begin following the sound trying to pinpoint its location. As I walk through the corridor I begin to hear flapping wings and naying horses with screams; I find myself in front of a sword display where the noise is at its loudest.

I hear the screams of women, but not damsels, they sounded like a warrior's cry, "Dragonfang" I hear a familiar voice say. The sound from the sword stopped; I turn around and see Strange standing there wearing grey sweats and a sweater and holding 2 cups of coffee. He was also wearing his cloak, which by the way, was waving at me making me smile uncontrollably, "Long time no see," he says handing me a cup.

"Thank you," I say taking a sip, "What's up with this sword"

"Dragonfang is the sword of a fallen valkyrie from Asgard. It has the tendency of calling out to powerful women, looking for a new wielder." He says

I lean forward looking down at the display, "Maybe one day we can be friends" I whisper to it

"So what do you need?" He asks

"Why do you assume I need something?" I say crossing my arms

"Because the last time I saw you, you threatened, and I quote 'to beat my ass' over a spell I don't even remember casting on Patrick"

"Peter!"

"I said Peter," He says straight-faced, "So what is it? Must be big," he says drinking his coffee

"I need backup," I say rolling my eyes, "the magic kind"

"That's it? Easy. Who are we after?" He asks

"Wanda Maximoff," I say taking a sip of my coffee

"Well shit"

[underwaterspiderbird]

Liik'ik Talokan

Me, a Filipino, watching Namor burn the Spanish colonizers to the ground:

[aolechan]

Namor Week Day 7 - Free Choice Namor and His Powers | @namorweek

[evita-shelby]

Cozy

I know i said these would all be peaky blinders one shots but these two wanted to be written lol

K’uk’ulkan/Namor x Eva Smith

The hut they live in is small, thatch roofed hut covered in murals hand painted by him.

Once they have children they’ll expand it accordingly, but that won’t be for a while yet.

Her family ,and she before the revolution, would call this cramped and horrid, but to her, the woman she now, its is cozy and beautiful in ways museums would envy.

Besides, in good company everything is better. Even her shellshock nor fits of melancholia don’t hit as harshly as it did before he came into her life.

He is not Namor nor even K’uk’ulkan here. He is Ch’ah toh Almehen, he is her husband and not the god king of Talokan.

“I wasn’t sure you would like living like this.” He admits as they lounged lazily in his, no, their hammock. Ch’ah keeps one winged foot on the ground to keep it swaying and forgets the burden of kingship for the evening.

Or at least Eva assumes its evening, it should be in Talokan or else he wouldn’t have returned to their home inside the cenote.

“What use is ten bedrooms when I’m all alone up there?” the witch queen asked sprawled over his broad chest.

He was strangely warm despite his amphibious nature, dried out faster than a normal human or even a magical one like her. A weakness no enemy has yet to exploit on her godlike husband.

He chuckled and brushed the stray hair from her face. “So lonely you decided to elope with a man you knew for two days, in yakunaj?”

��Yes, that lonely in kuxtal.”

[mrsaguapapi]

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Chapter 16

PDA

We're about 2 beers in of this 30 min interrogation tag teamed by Foggy and Matt when Namor excuses himself to use the bathroom. He kisses me on my cheek, "Jáan in yaakunaj ' I'll be back my love' " he says

"Taan pa'atik ' I'll be waiting," I say smiling before he walks away; I watch him waiting to speak before I'm sure he's out of earshot, "Alright yall knock it off," I say pointing at them

"Knock what off?" Foggy fakes innocence, then breaks out in laughter, "Cut the shit, who is he really?"

"Obviously I can't say, not my truth to tell. Karen help me out here" I half beg

"Lay off guys, I'm sure they have their reasons" she pauses, "But um-" she clears her throat "what about the ears?"

"What's wrong with his ears?" Matt asks

"They're pointy" Foggy and Karen say in unison

"Pointy? Like an elf?" Matt says

"Alright, Alright. Let's not act like a mysterious man with pointy ears is the craziest thing to ever happen in this city. His identity is a secret for a reason, kind of reminds me of someone" I say looking at Matt, "Can we respect that?"

"She's looking at me isn't she," Matt says

"Yep" Foggy laughs

"Yes we can respect that" Karen speaks up for them

"Thank you" I relax," I've missed you guys" I laugh

"We miss you, which reminds me, we have something for you! Foggy walk me to my car real quick" Karen says pulling Foggy from his seat and scurrying away.

"We'll be back" Foggy groans and waves his hand

With both of them gone it was just Matt and me all alone, "So how have you been alter boy?" I laugh taking a sip of beer

"I've been good actually, kind of seeing this girl" Matt Smiles

"No way! Tell me about her"

"She's a lawyer in LA, her current focus is in superhuman law"

"What's her name, I'm gonna look her up" I laugh menacingly

"Jennifer Walters," He says

"No" I gasp

"I take it you've heard of her," he says smiling to himself

"Have I HEARD of her? Am I a human woman on social media? Of course I have. How the hell did you pull the 'She Hulk'?"

"I mean she kinda 'pulled' me"

"Omg, you slut! Is it serious?" I ask

"I mean I met her family and we talk every day, so yea?" he softly laughs

"Matthew Murdock you cheeky devil," I say holding his hand "I'm happy for you"

Squeezing my hand back, "I'm happy for you too, you sound content" he says

"Very" I laugh to myself

At that moment I feel someone touch my lower back and I automatically assume it's Namor and I lean into him but I quickly move when I see an unrecognizable hand wrap around me.

The Vibe:

Black And Gold - Sam Sparro

"Get off her" I hear Matt say as I shove this creep off me and turn around. The man touching me was the stereotypical douchebag, he had a nasty unkept beard, was balding, and reeked of liquor. He was accompanied by 2 equally disgusting friends who smelled of piss and cigarettes

"Sorry sweetheart I couldn't help myself," the creep says trying to touch my hair.

"Don't touch me" I say smacking his hand

"When you're dressed like that you're asking for it" he replies laughing

I sense Matt walk up to my side ready to defend me but I hold my arm out stopping him.

"What are you gonna do? You're a blind dumbass. Can't even see how hot this piece of ass is" he drunkenly laughs with his friends, causing a small crowd to form around us.

"Let me make this clear enough for you," I say stepping up closer to him, "You have a better chance of sprouting wings than you do getting into my pants"

"Come on baby, I could give you a good time," he says grabbing his crotch

"I'd rather fuck a cactus" I plainly say

He spits beside my feet, "You Cun-" Before he could finish I grab his neck firmly squeezing and lifting him, successfully cutting off his airway. The room was filled with gasps and whispers of fear.

"Finish it," I say as he gasps for air and pulls and punches at my arm, "Finish what you were going to say" he continues to choke now kicking his feet.

I loosen my grip a bit so he can speak, "Put-" He coughs "Put me down"

His friends begin to yell and walk up to me so they could help their friend, "Touch me and you're fucking next" I say without even looking at them, causing them to quickly stop.

"I think that's enough Millie" Matt speaks up

Ignoring him I continue, "Are you going to respect women?"

"Fuck You" he chokes out.

Filled with unbridled rage, I squeeze his throat again, and he begins to turn red coughing and gasping for air, "The answer I was looking for was 'Yes'" I say practically hissing, "I'm getting real tired of being touched by assholes like you. Fucking pathetic" I seeth

"Put him down Ki'ichpan, you'll kill him" I hear Namor speak up stepping from behind the man, "Ta vale le pena K'astal junxóot' a humanidad 'Is he worth losing a piece of your humanity?'" he says lightly touching my shoulder

Finding a moment of clarity I snap out of it and I sigh. Rolling my eyes I drop him face-first on the floor. As he coughs finally breathing air, I walk up to him and bend down lifting his head and whispering in his ear:

Bad intentions, divine interventions.

Convictions of disgrace shall call upon my face

"Now anytime you decide to disrespect women, you'll see my face and remember this moment." I pause letting that sink in for a moment, "Have a good night!" I playfully whisper and tap his head before standing up abruptly dropping his head to the floor.

"Sorry Josie," Matt says to the woman behind the bar

I echo Matts's words, "Sorry Josie" I nervously laugh

"No need," she says "Get him the hell out of here," pointing to the creeps friends. They quickly help him up and drag him out of the bar.

"What just happened," Karen asks as she and foggy walk-in

After we all sit back down, I bring them up to speed, "He should be thankful I didn't permanently hurt him, just his ego" I laugh

"What did you whisper to him?" Namor asks

"Bad intentions, divine interventions. Convictions of disgrace shall call upon my face." Matt repeats, "She cursed him"

"You what?!" Foggy asks

"Not all curses are bad, this one will teach him a lesson. Be happy I didn't cause him impotence" I Scoff finishing my beer.

Namor whispers to my ear, " Yaan k'intaj ti' u llegaras leti'e' yáax, tu habría kiinsik ti' le acto. 'He's lucky you got to him first, I would have killed him on the spot " he says causing a shiver to go down my spine

Whispering back to him, " Wa teene' ma' in tsa'ayaj, Teeche' ma' a ' If I can't, you can't" I half laugh, "Yuumbo'otik je'elel in. Ma' in wojel ba'ax Ku taal yóok'ol 'Thank you for stopping me. I don't know what came over me "

Still whispering in my ear, "Mantats' táan in waye' teechi 'I'm always here for you' " he says, "Bejla'e', ti' jump'éel Páaybe'en asab seria, táan u yuk'ik tuláakal in muuk' yo'osal ma' atar a jump'éel pak'o' yéetel follar a kíinsa'ab tu táan tuláakal ' Now on a more serious note, It's taking all of my strength to not pin you to this table and fuck you in front of everyone.' " he says as he roughly grabs my ass under my skirt.

"Comportar u 'Behave' " I say looking at him, "Lelo' a chen advertencia, 'That's your only warning'" I say smiling and booping his nose

"You guys make me want to throw up," Karen says laughing at us, "Here," She says handing me a gift bag, "Before I forget, I know we're like 2 weeks early but, Happy Re-Birthday!" She squeals

"Oh you guys, thank you" I smile

"Re-birthday?" Namor asks

"It's the day Peter found me at the lake. I don't know my real birthday so we use my 're-birth' date to celebrate." I say a little embarrassed, "You guys didn't have to get me anything"

"Don't worry it's not expensive," Foggy says

"Pro Bono work doesn't exactly pay great" Matt laughs

I look in the bag and see a bottle of Whiskey, a Framed picture of us, and a weird engraved case. I pull it out and open it seeing 2 handcrafted Kunai's, "Oh you guys shouldn't have" I pull them out and test the agility of the weapons, spinning them in my hands "where did you find these?" I asked amazed

"A friend from K'un-Lun gave them to me. Not my weapon of choice so I figured you could use them" Matt says

"Thank you guys, so much," I say "I can't wait to use these," I say tucking them in my boot

"Let's hope you don't have to" Karen laughs

The rest of the night was easygoing, we had a few more drinks and talked for another hour or so. Namor finally began to warm up to my friends; laughing and making jokes with them. It was nice to see his guard down a little. Feeling a little tired I rub Namor's leg and whisper in his ear, "Táan wáaj a ts'o'oksik u bin 'You ready to go?'" he nods his head yes and smiles at me, "Alrighty guys we are gonna head out"

"Really? It's still so early though" Karen whines

"11 pm is way past my bedtime" I laugh, "I love y'all," I say before hugging them all

"Bye Mills, Love you too!" Karen says as Foggy waves at us

"Don't be a stranger," Matt says before we walk out of the bar

Now outside and finally alone I look to Namor, "Ready?" I smile. He nods his head and we begin to walk the other way

"Your friends are way more than you let on, especially the blind one," he says

"They are" I laugh "They're good people though," I say.

He responds with a head nod and a grunt, "Roughly how long before we make it to your place" he asks

"40 min without traffic" I respond

"Okay," he says nodding his head, "Will Peter be home?"

"Yes, he should be. Why do you ask?"

He abruptly stops and pulls me close to him "Because I intend on doing things to you that will scar the boy if he overheard" he says roughly grabbing my ass and pulling me into him, "Tell me Millaenyia, have I been on my best behavior?" he asks causing me to feel a heartbeat in my pussy.

Wanting to play along, "Yes Daddy you have," I say snaking my hand down to his dick and lightly touching him just enough to feel him get hard.

I have an idea, hehe

"Come on," I said pulling his hand

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The Vibe:

Woo

I decided it would have taken too long to get home so we checked into a fancy hotel down the road. This will give us much-needed privacy and won't traumatize Peter. I booked us a nice Suite with a balcony overlooking the city.

"Alrighty Mrs. Parker your room is 2007, the elevator is that way, and check out is at 11." The hostess says to me as she hands me our key cards

"Thank you," I say pulling Namor away to the elevators. We get in and another couple tries to come in after us but Namor just holds his hand out and stops them. Not saying a word and just staring at them until the door closes causing me to laugh, "What is wrong with you?" I laugh hitting the elevator button to bring us to our floor

"I just wanted a bit of privacy," He says before pinning me to the wall and looking down at me like I was his next meal, "You were so sexy earlier when you handled that man," he says, "So powerful," Slowly, he slides his hand under my skirt and touching my pussy making me gasp from his cold hands.

I forgot he still has my underwear in his pocket

He roughly slides 2 fingers inside me beginning to slowly finger me as he begins to speak, "I hope you're not too tired my love" he says hooking his fingers and going deeper inside of me prompting me to moan out, "That rights let it out Ki'ichpan" he says breathing down my neck picking up his speed and driving me wild. I throw my head back hitting the wall behind me; this left my neck exposed giving Namor the perfect opportunity to bite and suck on my bare skin.

Feeling the elevator starting to slow down as we approach our floor, Namor takes his free hand and holds my chin, "Open" he says as he pulls out of me. I listen and open my mouth allowing him to place his soaked fingers on my tongue; I grab his wrist holding him in place while I clean his fingers, licking up all of my juices and never breaking eye contact.

When done, I pull him out of my mouth and fix my skirt just in time for the elevator to stop. Namor takes my hand and pulls me behind him as he walks us to our room. When we arrive I open the door with the key card and begin to walk in but before I could take a step further Namor lifts me up bridal style and walks us in, kicking the door closed behind him, "You are too much" I say laughing at him.

He puts me down and takes a seat in front of me on the bed removing his shoes and his shirt, and throwing them both to the floor. "Take off your coat" he calmly demands

I drop the coat to the floor, "What now?" I playfully ask

"Come here"

I walk over to him and stand in between his legs and place my hand on his cheek gently stroking his face. He leans into my touch and breathes in my scent eventually grabbing my wrist and placing it down to my side, "Turn around" Slowly I do as he says. He gently takes both my hand and holds them together behind my back. I feel him shuffle in his pocket looking for something, "Almost forgot I had these" He says

My Panties

I feel him take my panties and use them as a rope to tie my hands together firmly, "You know I can easily break out of these" I lightly chuckle.

He slowly rubs his hands up my legs stopping at my waist, "Be a good girl and don't" he says before forcing me to sit down in his lap. I can feel his erection grow harder under me; taking this opportunity I begin to slowly grind in his lap, massaging his dick under me. Hands still gripping my waist, Namor begins to match my grind back, breathing heavily and softly moaning under his breath. We stay this way for a few minutes enjoying each other's longing touch, eventually, this wasn't enough for Namor; very abruptly I feel him rip my skirt off so easily that for a moment I thought it was paper.

"Hey! I liked that skirt" I half complain

"I did too," he says ripping off my bra and holding it out for me to see, "I liked this too"

"You're an animal," I say as he roughly grabs both of my breasts

"An animal?" he says before grabbing a handful of my hair and holding me back to his chest, "Shall I fuck you like one?" he whispers in my ear

Completely speechless and unable to move I just shake my head yes. Namor chuckles under his breath and stands us up; he walks me over to the desk next to the bed and gently folds me over it. Face down, ass up. I feel him take the majority of my hair in his hand and wrap it around his wrist, kind of like a dog leash. He then takes his dick and positions himself at my entrance, "Are you ready Ki'ichpan?"

"Yes, Daddy" I smile to myself.

Namor takes the okay and begins to slowly enter me and stops when he's balls deep, "If I get too rough, say my true name 'K'uk'ulkan'" I nod my head in response. Before I knew it Namor began to slam into me as if his life depended on it. With each thrust, his hips made a loud slapping sound when he made contact with my ass. The position I am in is extremely uncomfortable, my hands were bound and my hair was being pulled so I couldn't move my head; but despite that, all I could think about was how good Namor was making me feel.

I swear with each pump I can feel him go deeper inside me, inching closer to my cervix. This feeling was painful but mostly I felt a sense of euphoria wash over me causing me to instinctively clench my walls around his dick and arch my back so he could go deeper. With each desperate thrust from Namor, I was sent closer and closer to the edge. I swear I could feel every vein and twitch from his dick as my walls form around his incredible length. I let out my cries of pain and pleasure unable to compose myself, "Oh fuck" I yell out

Namor growls out and pulls me from the table and roughly walks me toward the balcony pressing me against the window and continuing to pound me to oblivion, "This is what fucking you like an animal is like; out in the open for the world to see" He says between grunts, "Do you want to me to stop?" he says gripping my neck and breast from behind

I don't want him to stop... but anyone can see us. And yet, something about that is turning me on more.

"No" I choke out

"Are you scared someone will see us?" He says smacking my ass

I heard his question but I couldn't answer, he has been hitting my sweet spot for the last few minutes and I was about to burst. Pulling me to his chest and bear-hugging me, he continues to slam into me, "Answer me" he says in my ear

"Yes!" I moan out

"I hope someone sees us, I wish Bucky could see us right now." He laughs sinisterly, "You're mine. You will be my queen. Say it" He demands

"I'm yours!" I cry out as he drills into me, "I'm so close, don't stop," I say blinking back tears.

Namor then releases me from his arms and unties my hands allowing me to fall forward on the window to brace myself. With every hard thrust, my tits pressed against the glass; it was a wonderfully lewd site to see. I feel Namors dick begin to twitch in me as he rests his head on my shoulder, whimpering and breathing in my ear. That was all I needed to reach my orgasm; my walls firmly hold Namors dick in place, practically forcing him to cum with me. My Climax was so strong that I begin to black out a little and my legs give in. Fortunately, Namor was holding me upright and in place as he released himself in me. Unable to keep my eyes open and maintain a balance I feel myself drift off...

Oh my god, am I fainting?

[krockon]

Can’t Stay Away’s Fic Rec Friday #2 (04.28.23) - The Summoning of K'uk'ulkan by La Maripoza

Title: The Summoning of K'uk'ulkan (ao3) |

Author(s): La_Maripoza (ao3) | @La_Maripoza3 (Twitter)

Fandom(s): Black Panther Wakanda Forever

Pairing/Ship(s): Nashuri (Namor x Shuri)

Type: AU | Canon Divergent

Rating: Explicit

Status: Unfinished

Updated: 04.03.23

*I couldn’t find the author on Tumblr, please message me or tag them if you are familiar with them.

Summary: Two hundred years ago, King Yima of Wakanda failed to pay the price for summoning the Feathered Serpent God. Now, whilst Wakanda sustains an international attack, Princess Shuri of Wakanda must summon the God and pay whatever toll he requests.

Why I Love It: The Spirited Away vibes ALONE! But also, the true emphasis on how ancient Namor, K'uk'ulkan, the Feathered Serpent God truly is. I love shit like this. Exploring the many ways in which something mythical and powerful can exist within the body of a man. Is it one being, or three? A man, king, a feathered serpent, a god? If there is one person who can surf the volatile waves of this being’s mercurial nature, it’s Shuri, the genius princess. It’s a cat and mouse game, but who is the cat?

I’m invested and really want to see where this thing is going. The fun thing about this, is seeing if you can guess which personality of Namor’s is which, and at what time when he’s toying with the Princess. And are we, as the readers, on the same page as Shuri?

[beastlymessofmine]

Nah cuz rarepair idea: Namor and Nakia

[night-night-stories-before-bed]

Where the land meet the sea

Warning ⚠️; fluff, blood, injuries

Pairing; Namor (K’uk’ulkan)/Male!Vampire!Reader

Summary; You found an injured Namor and healed him. It wasn't hard for him to steal your heart.

Note; I’m cleaning and working on my WIPs, but those bastards are going to be huge so in the meantime here a small one for y'all while you are waiting ❤️ I love Namor so much. I hope will get more of him.

Credit @cafekitsune

The night was quiet besides the soft crashing of the waves on the beach. You walked along the shore, barefoot, allowing the water to wash over your feet and ankles. You sighed and looked up, your eyes locking on the full moon. You smiled, stopping to appreciate the sight and bathe in the moonlight.

As you closed your eyes, a new scent mixed with the sea breeze; blood. Fresh and warm, it made you salivate as you hadn't fed yet that day. You opened your eyes and followed the smell.

It wasn't long before you found the source: a man almost naked and covered in Mayan jewelry.

You froze, your eyes staring at every inch of the unconscious man. Even from a distance, you could hear his weak breathing, but his heartbeat was strong. You could also see his wounds bleeding slightly, the scarlet liquid rolling down his golden skin.

You licked your lips, slowly stepping closer.

You didn't know the man, nor did you recognize his face, but you could tell he was a dangerous one. Yet, as you got closer, the scent of burned flesh hit you like a slap across the face and you gagged, disgusted. You covered your nose, looking away, and sighed. A shiver ran down your spine when you finally noticed the debris of an aircraft all around the beach. What had happened here?

Your attention returned to the injured man as you heard him groaning in pain. He was still unconscious, too weak to regain full consciousness, you realized.

You hurried to his side, your hand slowly reaching for him. You examined his burned back, the stench intolerable, but you dealt with it. You gently turned the injured man on his back, only making him grunt in pain, before you took him in your arms.

His skin was too hot and shivering with a fever. Not hesitating this time, you carried the stranger to the sea. It was the only source of water you could use to clean him and, hopefully, make the fever drop. Maybe it would help him regain consciousness too, you hoped.

As you walked, you examined him closely.

His face was fair; he had the beauty of a king, you thought. Long scratches were across his face, and they kept bleeding. It was as if the man had been attacked by a large cat. He had more over his body, and bruises were forming. It wasn't hard to see he had been in a fight and was the loser, but it didn't explain why he only wore a pair of green underwear with a belt…

Once you reached the sea, you slowly got on your knees and lowered the man into the water. The waves washed upon him, cleaning his wounds. You cradled him against your chest as you helped the process. Under your fingers you felt the goosebumps that ran through him and how his muscles tensed and rolled with what could be pain. You froze when, under the moonlight, you saw something strange; the stranger’s wounds were healing unnaturally fast. You could see the scratches closing and turning into pale, thin lines before disappearing. You blinked a few times, wondering if your hunger made you hallucinate, but no, he was healing.

You turned your attention on the man’s face as he grew agitated in your arms. You passed a hand on his face, hushing him. His eyes fluttered open and turned on you. They were clouded, either by pain or because he wasn't fully conscious yet. You rested your hand on his cheek and smiled at him.

- “Easy. You are going to be fine. I don’t know what happened to you, but you are safe now. The water seems to be healing you, so you should feel better soon enough.” You explained, and the man just closed his eyes again.

You kept holding the injured man, relieved he was regaining some strength. The scent of his blood was slowly fading away, and it stopped bothering you. Your hunger remained, but not as strong as it was. As a vampire, you usually preyed on the weak and easy prey, but this one? This one you just couldn't bear to harm him more. There was something pitiful about him. Almost tragic.

You don't know how long you stayed in the sea, waiting for the injured man to wake up again, but the coldness of the water had you shivering before he began to stir. Little groans and grunts left his lips, and you saw his face twist in discomfort. You moved him slightly, trying to get him more comfortable against your chest. You saw him raise his hand and grab your shirt in a tight grip before he opened his eyes. This time they were clear, alert, but confused.

-“Who are you?” He asked, voice raspy and breath short.

- “The name’s Y/N. I found you unconscious on the beach, injured. What happened?” You asked, helping the man to sit properly. He still leaned on you, still weak. “What’s your name?”

He looked at you, his dark eyes judging you. You could almost see the gears of his brain working to see if you could be trusted. You offered a simple smile, your hand resting on his still-healing back.

- “I have many names. My people call me Ajaw K’uk’ulkan. But my enemies call me Namor.” He finally said, body relaxing and his expression softening.

There was something in his voice, like he had said those words before but had been hurt.

- “Well, you'll have to help me learn the right pronunciation. Not sure I’ll be able to pronounce it correctly at first.” You chuckled. “K’ulk’ulkank?”

- “K’uk’ulkan.” He corrected with a weak smile.

- “K’uk’ulkan…” You tried again, this time his name rolling naturally on your tongue.

He nodded and tried to get up, but his legs immediately collapsed, and he fell back into your arms with a groan. You held, not too tight, allowing K’uk’ulkanto to get comfortable once more. You heard him sighing in defeat.

- “Patience, you got messed up pretty good. Your back was badly burnt, and it’s still healing.” You pointed out as K’uk’ulkan rested his head on your shoulder.

- “You are from the surface, but you are not human, are you?” He asked.

His question took you by surprise, but you didn’t deny it. He didn’t try to push you away when you revealed your vampiric nature. Quite the contrary, for he was curious about it. Apparently, there wasn’t any vampire among his people. It was a strange thought. A civilization without vampires…

As he healed and regained his strength, you kept talking. K’uk’ulkan explained how he ended up here, wounded. He described his battle against Wakanda’s new Queen and he had to show you his ankles when he mentioned she had torn off his feathers. You were surprised to see the little wings and even more when they moved.

In return, you told K’uk’ulkaneverything about vampires and showed him your fangs. He touched them, cutting his thumb open in the process. His blood was the tastiest you ever had, and you licked your lips, watching as K’uk’ulkan healed his thumb in the sea.

You felt bad for him, learning he had lost his mother’s bracelet, a treasure to him. You didn’t felt angry when he told you he had wanted to wipe out the surface, it was understanding. You lived there, saw the horror humanity was doing daily, but they were your only source of food. K’uk’ulkan laughed when you pointed it out.

Before you realized it, the moon went down, and the sky began lighting up with vibrant colors. Sunrise had begun and you were running out of time. You needed to flee and find somewhere to hide until nightfall. Thankfully, your new friend had regained enough strength and you helped K’uk’ulkan to stand up. He held onto your arms, staring into your eyes.

- “Thank you for your help; I truly appreciate it.” He said, squeezing your arms before letting you go. “I hope we will meet again.”

- “We will.” You replied with conviction. “I’ll be waiting for you on the shore when night falls and the moon rises.”

- “Then I’ll be there.” He whispered as you fled.

You ran from the sun and soon found a hiding place. After that, you began a new tradition. Each night, at nightfall, you would find K’uk’ulkan on the shore and walk with him on the beach. You never ran out of subjects to talk about; him about his people and their History, you about your nature and all you saw during your time on Earth. You introduced him to candies and food from the surface while he brought you sailors of who he had sunk the ships.

It wasn’t long for you to fall for him. He was just… irresistible in a way you never encountered before. The way he stood and spoke, it only made you fall for him even more.

And you wondered if you had the same effect on him.

Every night, K’uk’ulkan would be there, waiting for you with a new gift. You knew the meaning of some passed over your head because you ignored their cultural signification. Like Mayan jewelry that strangely fits you perfectly.

Then one night, he asked you if you needed air to survive and you laughed. You were an undead, a vampire. No, you didn't. It was all he needed before dragging you down underwater and you weren't ready for the sight he showed you. His city was the most magnificent you have ever seen and froze admiring it for what felt like an eternity. K’uk’ulkan stayed next to you, smiling proudly before pulling you by the hand to show you around.

Wherever you went, gazes followed the two of you. You knew he was their King, that they would judge whoever stood by his side, and yet you didn't care. All that mattered was the smile on K’uk’ulkan’s lips and the twinkle of joy and pride in his eyes. And now that he knew you could dive as long as you wanted, he insisted for you to rest and hide from the Sun in his city.

A part of you hoped it was more than friendship, that there could be something more. Only time will tell, but you both had a lot of it and patience. So you enjoyed each minute by his side, taking your time to learn his culture and language, wanting to learn all that there was to. You never wanted to go back to the surface, except to feed.