#namor headcanons

[demigoddessqueens]

sun and moon

AND THE FIVE TIMES HE WANTED TO KISS YOU

Summary - a lonely soul realizes what he has been longing for when you cross paths by chance.

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He had seen you flittering around in the early gleams of dawn. Were you a spy his people had warned him of or some arrogant intruder? Namor figured to get answers for himself. He laid in waiting one night before you passed by. As soon as you did, the king of Talokan sprinted after you

You were….glowing. Essence of light radiating off your skin and hair, eyes luminous in the night. He held you by the waist but couldn’t stop staring in the gleaming light, caught in surprise at the revelation. Not a human, but something and someone entirely different. When he asked for your name, he wanted to hear it again.

“I’m…I’m y/n, patron to the Sun.”

“I’m Namor.”

The first time Namor wanted to kiss you was when you crossed paths again after that fateful night. You had gathered on the shores of the beach, dawn fast approaching with her rays. It looked as if you were in worship to your patron, thanking for the gifts and abilities you wielded. Seeing as it was a more intimate moment than most, he left you for now but remembered what flowers you wore in your hair.

The second time he wanted to kiss you was when you showed each other the worlds you came from. Flying with him put your nerves on edge at first since you weren’t used to it, but that all melted away when you showed him the temples and shrines you frequented. Namor couldn’t tear his gaze away when the excitement grew in your eyes. It was almost irresistible when you toured Talokan with him.

The third time Namor wanted to kiss you was out of desperation. Yes, he knew you were an ally to Bast and her children. But did you care for him? Was he too late in revealing any feelings to you? “If you do this, I cannot guarantee—I insist that you stay behind and—.”

“I cannot abandon them, Namor. I—care for you, but I can’t—.”

He was turned away from you when you heard the sad sigh. “I know.”

The fourth time he imagined kissing you was after the battle between his people and the Wakandans. You never looked more ethereal in armor, and he didn’t have a care in the world if he were to just kiss you now. Let them all see!

By the fifth time, Namor thought a centuries-long courtship was out of his grasp. You had been a friend, confidant, and an adversary. On that last note, he thought it hopeless of any chance to pursue you, but he was proven otherwise when you appeared back on the shores. The same ones he first met you on, and with an inviting smile.

“I thought you never wanted to be near here again…”

Your strides forward were in confidence as you kept the iron gaze. As soon as you reached him, trembling hands cupped his face as his enveloped yours.

“I couldn’t stay away even if I tried.”

You inched closer to his lips before he pulled you in. Like waves crashing on rocks, you melted into Namor’s arms as fingers wove through his soft dark hair.

[kpopgirlbtssvt]

Ooo is anyone that writes for Namor interested in writing this request??🤔🤔 It’s a Dad!Namor request!

(platonic/dad!) Namor oneshot where Namor finds a little human/surface dweller girl (around 5-6 years old) who has nowhere to go, and takes her in as his own? Maybe she had been wandering around the beach, and found some of the fruit from Talokan, and maybe it happens to have the Vibranium herb infused in it, she eats it (not knowing that it had the Vibranium herb in it and what it can do) she transforms and suddenly can’t breathe air, running into the water purely on instinct, and she of course, can now breathe underwater. She’s shook and also terrified, but also amazed, ending up swimming around not really knowing what to do or what was happening, when Namor finds her and realizes what happened (that this little surface dweller ingested Vibranium herb and transformed, therefore only being able to breathe in water). He takes her to Talokan, and adopts her as his own? + her one day calling him “daddy” and him getting super emotional 🥺

[kpopgirlbtssvt]

AHHH THIS MAN

husband namor headcanons

Namor is the most loyal and devoted husband. He would do anything for you. To see you smile. It is a gift in his life to make you happy

Want a massage? He'll do it. Want a drink? He'll get or make you one. Want the entire world? He would make sure to make it happen.

He never lies to you. If he has a problem, he'll always let you know. Though that doesn't happen often cause he sees you as the most perfect woman he's ever held.

You guys would make sure to take some time outside of royal duties to spend time together. After all, a husband who is a king has to treat you like royalty as his queen.

Namor would 100% wanna have kids with you. But he would never pressure you into having them unless you felt ready to. He'd rub over your stomach sometimes, just imagining a little version of the two of you combined laying in there.

He would endure your bad jokes:

"What do you call a fake koi fish?"

"Well... a fish?"

"A de koi!"

Namor proceeds to tackle you and lay on top of you for 10 minutes to assert his dominance.

He would teach you how to paint and would guide your hand as you painted along the walls.

He would also teach you Yucatec Mayan if you were from the surface world. He was so excited when he found out you were eager to learn it.

If anyone said anything wrong about you, he would defend you every time. Namor is just as loyal to you as his husband.

If you were on your period, he would 100% be by your side the whole time and get you anything you needed.

Namor would shower you with gifts since you had him wrapped around your finger. He is just so down bad for you.

[wanderingmind867]

DC and Marvel both love Atlantis. And their interpretations of Atlantis are usually pretty similar, but I see some differences. I still want to compare it to the Greek and Roman stuff Rick Riordan writes about. DC's Atlantis feels more Grecian, I guess. Aquaman's Orange Chainmail or whatever reminds me of Camp Half-Blood. And Namor is Roman backwards, and he just screams the regal and imperious attitude of characters like Octavian at Camp Jupiter.

But there's so much more than that. DC and Marvel both delve into the prehistoric culture of Atlantis. Paul Kupperberg created Arion, the ancient sorcerer from DC's Atlantis. But Marvel's Atlantis has Kull the Conqueror and figures like the sorceress Zhered-Na (who died for predicting atlantis's fall, and then led a cult onto the mainland). Roy Thomas and Steve Gerber really fleshed out Marvel's Atlantis. So we have different writers, and different backstories, but it all goes back to sword and sorcery style mythos.

So this is why I really think we just need to have a reveal that DC and Marvel's two seperate versions Atlantis were seperated by the gods ages ago, perhaps during the time of Kull and Arion. The gods knew there would be fighting between their children, should they ever meet, and so they hid them from each other. I mean, come on! It makes so much sense! Rick Riordan's ideas and concepts just work perfectly in this setting! Why do I feel like I'm the only one who's noticed this!?

[amhrosina]

If you don't mind me being a little nasty. *clears throat*

I feel in the deepest parts of my vagina that Namor would be that type of man that would grind his cock into you.

Like he would bearly leave your pussy while he fucks you. He would grind sinfully and roughly hold you down so you can do nothing but take his deep penetration.

And last but not least he would do it in the missionary position so he can watch as your eyes roll back as he drags his cock against your walls

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BESTIE!!!!! YES!!!!!!! (*for the record, i don't mind anyone being a little nasty in my asks when it comes to things like this lol*)

So like, we all know Namor has likely had a string of lowkey lovers over the years, right???

And being absolutely astronomically for real, the rumors about him being SO good in bed are absolutely true ANYWAYS

I feel like Namor has always insisted on taking his various lovers from behind?? Like it subtly puts some emotional distance between him and whoever he has in his bed.

And he has a strict 'no kissing' rule. He has centuries of mistrust, walls, and rage built up - these boundaries are a way for him to stay in control of this situation!

And then he met you and that all flew right out the window.

The first time he takes you to bed, he doesn't even realize he has you panting and moaning on your BACK until you arch into his touch and it almost sends him over the edge.

He decides he doesn't care about following his rules anymore when you look that stunning cumming around him.

And shit, when he finally ruts into you so deeply that his entire world shifts, it's like having a taste of the forbidden fruit.

He will literally leave important meetings just to find you and fuck you against whatever surface is closest.

He's never been so ravenous for someone before. And he always fucks you in missionary because he loves to watch you squirm underneath him.

The easy access to your sinful lips is also a perk.

When he's feeling particularly mischievous, he'll tease you by nipping at your jaw, pressing kisses to your collarbones, and whispering the dirtiest things he can come up with into your ear, all while fucking you hard into the mattress.

Watching you uncomfortably shift in your seat after he spent half the night fucking you on every surface imaginable is his favorite way to spend breakfast, though he's been known to lay you down on the literal breakfast table and take you right then and there if he thinks you didn't find enough pleasure the night before.

Namor is a self indulgent lover, but he never fails to make you cum multiple times before letting himself climax.

Don't even get me started on how feral he gets when you ask him to taste you!!!!! That man is 500 years old!!!! He knows how to eat pussy!!!!!!

This was so much longer than I was expecting??? Anyways, Namor makes me absolutely feral (as do most of the men I write about), so everyone can feel free to send me more of these lol

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[livstarlight]

I love and appreciate wakanda forever exactly as it is, but a part of me grieves the version we didn’t get with T'Challa in it.

Because him having his story to follow with his son, while at the same time Shuri is having her own arc in Talokan with Namor, it makes everything 75% funnier.

Just imagine T'Challa, returned from the blip, mourning the years he has lost, especially trying to catch up with his son... meanwhile a god mutant king shows up to cause some mayhem and calls him out because he put his kingdom in danger by revealing Wakanda to the world. Then proceeds to kidnap his sister, who truthfully doesn’t seem to exactly mind, and who when comes back she's all like "He is not so bad once you get to know him." "What? Wait-" "And Talokan? Oh brother, it's beautiful." "Shuri..." "THEY HAVE A SUN UNDERWATER, BROTHER. A SUN."

[feasibilities]

Headcanons about Attuma- 18+ ༄

Warnings: Dead Dove/DNE, Power Dynamics, BDSM, Risky Sex, Roleplay, Spanking, Overstimulation, etc, Author's Note: From the moment I saw him on screen, I felt like I had to bow to him. Sorry, y'all. (I also recommend looking up the positions I listed so your imagination can run wild!) 😅

༄ Attuma was training you for the impending war with the surface world. He was an uncompromising teacher.

༄ He was insistent on priming you to be the best of the best. Your training lasted for hours--repeating the same moves over and over again.

༄ As your training continued, you noticed the sexual energy that crept into your extended lessons.

༄ He became more tactile when you practiced close combat, like grabbing your hips or brushing against you from behind on purpose.

༄ Your first sexual experience with him was thrilling. If anyone saw you two, they would've seen you on your knees with his hand in your hair. He got off on the obscene noises you made & saliva dripping down your chin.

༄ He trained several others, but you became his star pupil. You accomplished this by pushing yourself beyond physical limitations...and by partaking in the iniquitous fantasies of your pedagogue.

༄ An intense, risky sexual relationship began between you two. If discovered, Attuma could've lost his ranking as General in the Talokanil army. Worst of all, Namor would've killed you both for risking the safety of his people for a quick fuck.

༄ The pleasures of your love affair outweighed the consequences, obviously.

༄ Attuma's dominance didn't waver in bed. In fact, you think it was magnified.

༄He always put you in the most indecent positions (ex: Seashell, Wheelbarrow, and Pirate's Bounty)

༄ He loved tying you up or putting a leash on you. He preferred Shibari rope styles of bondage. His pet name for you was ch'úupalo' (babygirl).

༄ He loved blindfolding you. He overstimulated you the most when you couldn't see. Without your sight, every touch, thrust, lick, etc. was more potent.

༄ He had an oral fixation. He loved for you to wear a ball gag, suck on his fingers, or wear his rebreather. He sometimes covered your mouth to muffle your screams.

༄ He loved spanking you with a riding crop. The sting and bruises it left drove you up the wall.

༄ He loved seeing you completely full, so he would make you wear a jade-stone anal plug during sex.

༄ Most of all, Attuma loved roleplaying. He wanted you to act as a naive surface-world girl who was kidnapped with lecherous intentions. He was extra rough during these scenes.

༄ Despite his ferocity in bed, he was wonderful at aftercare. He would bathe you and massage you with sandalwood oil. He would whisper sweet nothings into your ear like Jach ki'ichpam a wilik (You look so beautiful) and Teech jump'éel ma'alo'ob máako'obo ku (You're such a good student). He would cuddle you and play with your hair

[namor-shuri]

The similarities/ dissimilarities of Letitia Wright x Shuri + Tenoch Huerta x Namor

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[sapphiewritesstuff]

Dad! Namor

Warnings: AFAB! reader, established relationship, protective! Namor, fluff, not proofread

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Dad! Namor who is the one to tend to your baby when they wake you up by crying in the deep night. He places a hand on your shoulder, guiding you to lay back down, giving you a kiss on the forehead. "I will tend to them, love. You will rest."

Dad! Namor who can't get enough of your child, he cradles them to his chest and looks down at them with pure love in his eyes.

Dad! Namor who smiles when they wrap their tiny hand around his index finger

Dad! Namor who is more of a worry wart then he'll admit, but you notice how panic washes over his face for a second when he hears your baby crying.

Dad! Namor who holds his baby to his face, making exaggerated faces and chuckling when he hears them giggle

Dad! Namor who spoils both you and your child, gifting you the finest jewels and sea shells

Dad! Namor who gets emotional when they take their first steps, he'll miss them being so small

Dad! Namor who affectionately calls your child 'my little prince(ess)'

Dad! Namor who trains them how to use their powers they inherited from him the moment they are old enough. He'll ensure that Talokan will be safe and well-taken care of by his child when his reign ends.

Dad! Namor who calms your child whenever they throw tantrums, kneeling down to their height and firmly asks them what's the matter. He doesn't shame them, nor does he punish, he communicates.

Dad! Namor who likes to recite the same stories that his mother told him

Dad! Namor who doesn't allow you or your child to visit the surface, he will keep you safe in Talokan until the day of your child's rule comes

Dad! Namor who paints a new mural for every stage of their life

Dad! Namor who protects his family with his life, showing his ruthlessness to anyone who dares harm or disrespect you

Dad! Namor who is settling in to his new titles, god, king, husband, and now father.

Dad! Namor who turns to you and whispers "Can we have another?" as you watch your child play

Dad! Namor who is forever thankful for you

[lunathebee]

Ooo hiii! I’m sorry for all the rambling!!

Can I please request a Newlyweds!Namor x fem!human!reader oneshot where he’s helping her adjust after taking the vibranium-infused herb? Teaching her how to swim, trying to teach her how to defend herself in case of emergency, also teaching her Mayan + him being really soft with her, lots of kisses, hugs, and cuddles (Namor puts on a tough front but I just KNOW he’d be a complete softie for his wife), also he’d be sooo worried about Y/n because while she can now breathe underwater and will age as slow as he does, she’s still more vulnerable because she’s only human, not a mutant + Namor spoiling the heck out of Y/n🥺🥺

Pairing: Newlyweds!Namor x fem!human!reader

Warning: none just fluff

A/n: This is such a cute scenario, we live for soft!Namor ^^

Summary: Namor thinks you need to learn Mayan more; you prove him wrong by saying one word only.

"Easy, slow and steady, my pearl." Namor smiled while holding Y/n's hand and guiding her to the cold water. "Are you sure you're ready? We can wait as long as you want."

"I think I'm ready." Y/n said while biting her lips, feeling how the water slowly rose up as she walked forward. This is the first time Namor has allowed her to be near the ocean ever since she took the vibranium-infused herb, which is such a long time ago.

While Y/n thinks Namor is overreacting, he assures her that it's for her own safety (and his too; Namor can't bring himself to see any water incident).

"Can we see Talokan now?" Y/n smiled while tilting her head, she can't wait to just dive down and see how marvelous the kingdom is, now that Y/n can breethe under water, what can possibily stop her?

"What? Not yet, Y/n; you need to learn all kinds of things first! Like defending yourself, or learning Mayan, or even swimming—do you know how to swim yet?" The king chuckled; he is sure the only reason his sweet little pearl can still talk his ears off is because he is holding her waist. Namor's finger digs harder into Y/n's skin, like a reminder she still needs to depend on him.

"I- I mean we can learn them, you can teach me everything, we have all the time in the world"

A smart answer from Y/n to ignored Namor's direct question. The cold water now submerged her chest, but somehow it still can't stop the heat rushing onto her face. Life with Namor still seems new and unfamiliar to Y/n, but it is oh so exciting and lovely.

"K'ilkabech? (Are you hot?)" Namor asks, his voice full of teasing hints. The king just wants to kiss his beautiful queen's face, but she keeps hiding it!

"Namor, you know I didn't understand when you said anything in Mayan." Y/N scolded before spalshing water at her husband playfully. The action made Namor let go of Y/n instantly due to surprise. The woman wasted no time taking the opportunity and diving down to the blue ocean, letting it control her body.

Namor follows right behind Y/n; he knows she is able to breathe under water now thanks to the herb. Something that sounds dangerous to humans now turns into a game of cat and mouse.

"Gotcha, not so quick now, little pearl." Namor thought and quickly catching up, hugging Y/n from behind, peppering kisses all over her face before swimming upward so that she couldn't escape another time.

"Don't think this is over; you still need to learn Mayan, my dear."

Y/n puffs up her cheek cutely like a pufferfish after Namor's comment. "I know how to speak Mayan"

"Say something to me then?"

"In k'áatech (I love you)" ♡ ♡ 

[demigoddessqueens]

wedding and marriage headcanons

I just love this man so much!! Still gonna write for him

Being married to Namor would include….

He adores you! A wedding ceremony is the epitome of elegant and exquisite to your liking

Namor swears he wasn’t crying at your wedding but you could see the gleam of emotion shining through when you came to stand by his side.

Don’t even get started on how his voice and words are weighed the heaviest with emotion as he crowns you a fellow ruler of Talokan.

If you’re a fellow mutant, Namor presents a custom made wedding gift that goes with your abilities or matches your powers.

If you’re from Wakanda, or a member of the Wakandan family or leadership, it’s a huge event with all in attendance. Though it may have a political nature, he’s never been happier to be wed to you.

The portrait in his (now yours) main chambers displays him and you together

Post wedding, the honeymoon is one that is entirely blissful and intimate. There’s never a dull moment and Namor is constantly affectionate

Married life is the same way as well, but with a few more responsibilities tagged along.

Still you two are a dynamic duo. Your love for each other shines through in all that you do, that even others are inspired.

There are never fights, mostly disagreements. You both can be stubborn but you work through it.

Namor is subtly affectionate in public with brief touches and hand holding. But behind closed doors, it’s an affectionate over flowing with “I missed you”

Every so often you’ll find a gift or trinket in your study or shared chambers that makes you smile.

All in all, a 100000/10 husband 💕💞!!

[kpopgirlbtssvt]

I feel like I’ve read all the fluffy Namor fics😭😭 Please send me the softest Namor fics!!! I need the fluff🤧🤧 (also if anyone has opened requests for Namor, please let me know!! I have lots of request ideas to send in🤧🤧)

[kpopgirlbtssvt]

I love this so much!!!🥺🥺🥺

namor with an autistic partner

disclaimer: this is very much for autistic people, but you are welcome to read it if you are not to gain an understanding of what we feel and deal with. But also how to help anyone you know who is autistic. And another disclaimer, a lot of these are based on what I experience as an autistic person. Not all autistic people experience the same things or have the same quirks. We are not all one and the same. However, enjoy the headcanons as I have put my whole heart and soul into them. Thank you <333

Namor is such a sweet and understanding boyfriend. Anything you need, he will get for you and accommodate you.

If you're ever feeling a sense of sensory overload, Namor will dispel the situation to make sure you are okay. You are likely to get this way with the very loud siren song you hear some days. He tries to get his people to not do it as much due to your sensitivity to the high pitches.

When you'd lay on his chest, you would play with his jewelry to help stimulate yourself and keep occupied. Namor would welcome and encourage it knowing it calmed you down and was vital to you.

He would help you practice social situations because he'd notice you do it a lot before special events where you both would have to speak to people. Namor knew that it made you anxious and he'd teach you a gesture to give him when you needed to get away.

Namor would make a little sensory deprivation space for you to go to when you needed it.

He is genuinely so happy when you talk to him about your special interests. Namor loved learning about the things you loved. He found it interesting but also cute that you were so passionate about them. Namor would also try to learn about them so he can engage in the conversations with you more.

He understood your uncomfortableness about eye contact. He would never dream of forcing you to look into his eyes. But Namor would cherish the moments that you did because it meant you trust him. You would do it more and feel comfortable with it the longer you were with him.

Sometimes you would have trouble responding to your name so Namor would mention something about your special interest that would immediately earn your attention. It would bring a smile to his face when you'd snap your head towards him with sparkles in your eyes.

He would let you be alone when you needed it. Namor knew you didn't have anything against him. You just needed some time to be alone sometimes so you can retain your happiness. And he would never wish to be sad.

Namor would never try to interrupt a routine you have because he knows you are frequently known to experience meltdowns and panic attacks when something slightly changes. He was especially upset when the war with Wakanda happened since it conflicted with the kind of days you were used to.

If you experienced trouble reading social cues and any ableism to come from that, he would be at your side, ready to comfort you and have a shoulder to cry on. Namor knew how much you beat yourself up over something you couldn't control. He understood how it felt to be misunderstood.

He would sometimes notice when you mirror his movements or body language but also the way he speaks. He would love it since he considered it a compliment to him.

Namor would keep notes of food you approve of and which you didn't. However, he never not found it amusing when you'd taste something absolutely delicious but then spit it out due to the texture. He always had a backup of your safe foods.

He would be careful to only dress you in textures that didn't affect your comfort. Namor once saw you in jeans while out in the surface world and noticed how uncomfortable you were.

When you had meltdowns, he'd always notice before you had them. You'd go quiet and shut down mentally and he'd make a checklist of everything that was comfortable for you. Would grab your noise-canceling headphones, a few tissues for when you'd cry, comfort foods, a special blanket; anything that would make you feel okay after.

Namor would do your favorite activities and hobbies with you. He is particularly happy when he finds out painting is very soothing for you.

He enjoyed how honest and blunt you were about things and the way you feel. No bullshittery out of you.

If you ever said anything that you didn't realize was negative, he would not get mad. Namor would be very patient and explain to you the context so you would understand and not do it again.

Just the most understanding person to ever exist, He was your safe person. The one person who understood you and never got mad at your behaviors. Never got mad at you for being you.

[imperiuswrecked]

It's actually so funny that I headcanon Namor as the most pansexual man to ever pansexual but Orm is like a Virgin with a capital V. He's so confused he doesn't even know what he likes or even if he's into sex or romance at all.

He became a king at such a young age and went to work being a ruler and didn't get a day off till he was nearly 40 and then he just kinda goes "huh. Maybe I should try that dating thing?" But then remembers the assassins that lurk around every corner of his paranoid mind and decides he better not risk it.

[starlight-loki]

Namor helping you through your anxiety (headcanon)

it's 2 in the morning, i need to be up at 7, and instead of sleeping i cracked out this lil baby for y'all

am i projecting? perhaps

also tw for anxiety and panic as the title suggests! it's on the comfort/fluff rather than angst side :')

Namor is extremely observant, and he'd notice right away that something was off with you

It was your eyes, the way you seemed to almost disappear despite still being right in front of him

Then he notices your breathing pattern shift, and he knows right away something's wrong

That being said, I really feel like Namor would be able to stay calm through it all whilst trying to help you

He's been alive for centuries and has had to bear the weight and responsibility of protecting as well as overseeing an entire nation

that man's never gotten a break in his life let me tell you

So while he may not understand specifically what you're going through that caused your anxiety, he knows the feeling very well

He'd be by your side immediately, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close

Namor would also guide you gently so that you're leaning into his chest in such a way that you'd be able to hear his heartbeat

It's like an anchor of sorts for you, keeping you grounded in the present just enough to not let your anxiety get the best of you

low constant whispers to remind you he's right there, that you're not alone through this

"Breathe with me, in yakunaj, I'm here. I'm with you."

This is something Namor would repeat over and over until he can feel your breathing slowing and returning to normal; it would sort of be like a mantra for you, to bring you back out of your anxiety

also lots of gentle forehead kisses

sometimes he'd also hum songs to you, to draw your attention away from your anxiety and focus on something soft and beautiful instead

When Namor notices your body relax and your breathing slow down, he'll still keep you in his arms and rest his cheek against the top of your head for a while

it feels protective, but part of him is also just relieved you're back and you're okay

also that man gives the best hugs i mean come on have you seen his arms

and he will not let you go until you feel you're ready to get up

even then, he'll maintain physical contact with you in some way, usually placing a hand protectively over yours or caressing your cheek gently

"Is there anything you need right now, in yakunaj?"

Namor will always make sure to ask you this before anything else

and he'll always put you first -- listening to your request and taking action right away

whether it's getting you a drink of water, a warm blanket, or even just staying with you to cuddle, that man is on it faster than you can say Líik'ik Talokan

sometimes Namor will also ask if there's anything you want to get off your chest

other times, especially if it took longer than usual to help you come back to yourself, Namor knows better than to ask

some things are just too painful to speak about

so instead, he'll bring over a blanket to wrap the two of you in, and he'll pull you protectively back into his arms without a single word

sometimes he'll quietly sing you a lullaby his mother would also sing

it made him feel safe as a child, and he wants that same feeling for you in any way he can give :')

he goes above and beyond to show you that he's always there for you, and he'd always make it very clear that he's not going anywhere. Through the good and the bad, he'll always be right there by your side.

[livstarlight]

In my personal (impossible) dream scenario nashuri evolves like this.

We start with a tentative alliance in which Wakanda and Talokan don’t trust each other at all, they tolerate each other at best, and just because deep down they know that if they want to survive against the rest of the world they have to work together. They are basically each other’s best (if not only) option.

And Namor and Shuri are the prime example of this. She downright despise having to deal with him, but she still does, for the sake of her people, and probably his too, because she is selfless. But of course that doesn’t mean she has to like it and in fact she never misses the chance of reminding him how much she hates this. How much she hates him. [deep down she doesn’t, she’s annoyed, resentful, but she doesn’t fully hate him]

He is a whole other story. He recognizes the benefits of the alliance, he is of course still blissfully impressed by her, taken even, but he doesn’t share her hopeful point of view. He thinks her naïve in some thing, yet still admiring how despite everything that has happened to her, she still manages to see good in the world. But still, he stays, he cooperates, in his own insufferable manner that drives Shuri mad at every chance. Sometimes (more than some) he does it on purpose just to get a raise out of her.

It’s the alliance, the need to join forces that eventually starts bringing them closer in time, and not just them, their people too. It opens both parties to more and more awareness how alike they are, how they are not completely good or bad either, that there is a shade in between. A bridge that can connect them. Namor and Shuri more than anything.

But of course Shuri would rather choke than admit it, would rather set herself on fire than say she doesn’t just understand Namor. She feels for him. He is less blindsided by it, more aware, but you know how it is, honor and responsability for his people keep him from fully giving in to this, besides it doesn’t help she keeps pushing him away every chance she gets. Especially when they seem to make a little progress. What happened between in them the past, the guilt Shuri feels anytime she allows herself to forget even if just for one moment keep them severely apart.

The vibranium disputes happen. They persevere. They win. All the while denying (Shuri), agonizing (Namor) and still subconciously growing closer.

Then Kang happens.

Shuri has to convince him to join forces with the avengers and the rest of the heroes. A lot of talking, of knocking sense into him, has to happen (because yes, this involves Talokan and Wakanda too, all the multiverse is in danger).

Eventually he relents. But just because of Talokan (and because she asked).

Obviously there is a lot at stake. Their push and pull keeps going strong even in the face of the biggest danger staring right at them in the face. War, danger, possible death. She keeps him close, just to make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid, yet at safe distance, to make sure she doesn’t do anything stupid.

Something snaps when they are both full into deep. Conflict is around them, they could die at any moment. And that’s when Shuri realizes that she has lost sight of him. Doesn’t know where he is or if he is alright. That she probably should have said something sooner, and she doesn’t know if she will even be able to because who knows if they are both going to survive this. She should have been smarter, learned from experience. That life is short. 

She finds him eventually. They find each other. They both survive. [She still doesn’t say anything, he doesn’t either, but he doesn’t even need to. It has been written all over his face for so long it might has well been there since a particular conversation that involved a tour, a cave and a old bracelet]

It’s the aftermath that helps.

When there is nothing to fight anymore (for now), nothing to hide behind, when everything falls apart. When Shuri lets herself falls apart and accepts it. Him. Because you don’t know how much you have, how important people are to you, how much you love them, until it’s too late. Or you lose them. And truth is she doesn’t wanna lose him.

And the feathered serpent god finally realizes that maybe he has some love for some things on the surface world after all.