#after con la brisa
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We need to talk more about Inframundo.
The song Inframundo (Underworld) was probably an ode to the Hades&Persephone-like theme in BPWF and of how Shuri “betrayed” Namor when she escaped with Nakia. 😩
C’mon, if there’s no “romance” in the movie then why is this in the soundtrack?!
#this song man#after con la brisa#listen to it and you will know what I mean#blue rojo#inframundo#namor x shuri#shuri x namor#namuri#nashuri#seaprincess#shuramor#black panther#wakanda forever
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con la brisa | k’uk’ulkan/namor
SUMMARY -> out of your own curiosity discovering the unique entrance of the underwater cave had you finding more than you expected while vacationing. the god is intrigued to say.
k’uk’ulkan/namor x fem! reader
masterlist (to be added)
GENRE -> nsfw/smut
WARNINGS -> bpwf spoilers, meet-cute scenario, a lil slowburn, namor is a lil’ bit cold at first & smut as usual (p in v, unprotected sex, oral sex; both!receiving & fingering)
WC -> 7,876
a/n: after watching wakanda forever had me bawling like so much. and so, okay, i know this isn’t my usual writing but i fell in love with the song con la brisa and namor cuz aquapapi. and i thought i’d write a long fic just for him. lIKE THE VISUALS OF THE SCENE IN TALOKAN AND THE SONG!?!?!?!? absolutely amazing and captivating and there’s namor. 😫 but anyways… enjoy my namor smut ig. and happy holidays everyone <3
TRANSLATIONS: YUCATEC MAYA -> máak lu'um - surface dweller/land person, ki'ichpanech - pretty girl, le paalo’ - child , je’el - yes, dejaremos ti' le destino decida - we will let fate decide, in na'atik - i understand, ba'ax úuch - what happened?, jach asab u jump'éel siibal - it is more than a gift, ka ma' in k'áat ka u detenga - and i don’t want it stop, in ts'íiboltikech - i want you, ma'alob - good, ko'ox - let us go, in yakunaj - my love, jats'uts - beautiful, t'aan - speak, táan jach mojado, wáaj tuláakal ti' teen? - it is so wet, all for me? mierda - shit, perfecto - perfect, jach jats'uts yáanal tin - so beautiful under me
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it’s quiet.
only the sound of the waves and the sound of the cool breeze hitting your ears envelops your senses. your body is floating above the water, sun hitting your face, eyes closed and relaxed as you let yourself float amongst depths of the sea. the water is cool against your skin, the scent of salt hits your nostrils mixing in with the freshness of the air. heaven is all you can describe at such serene calmness the water offers you this day.
as beautiful the secluded beaches are here in yucatan. you knew better to be not trespassing here. and as stupid it was to swim near night falling, the rays of the sun had turned orange among the horizon of the beautiful ocean. you knew it was time to get back to your hotel you currently resided. but here you are, water still glistening your salty skin, shorts concealing your bottom and your top the bikini you wore still damp as ever. the sun was setting, the trees swayed as you headed back to the direction of where you came from. wary of a chill on your spine erupt as if you felt like you were not alone in the secluded beach.
but as always, fate seemed to spin you to get lost in the woods.
shit. you think to yourself, the unfamiliar path dawning over to you as you sighed to yourself, trees all over your view. you knew the area well enough for the past few days and now was the time you would get lost? unbelievable. you bit your lip, trusting your gut to go further, night already taking over the once pristine blue sky. better to walk and let faith guide you to a road than to stay amongst the wild animals and insects inside the forest. you could say you’ve done one of the stupidest tourist shit you vowed not to do.
the cicadas faintly started to get louder as the darkness took over the forest. you grabbed your phone, turning on the flashlight as the leaves scrunched underneath your feet. the bushes seemed to grow larger as you gently passed by them with your arm shoving them away. expecting the familiar highway to come in view.
but you stopped, the path had ended as you were face to face with a cave of some sort. your eyes sparkled in the dark, suddenly intrigued with this new location you found. a hidden gem in these parts. you cautiously stepped closer to it, feeling as if you’ve entered someone’s territory. you lick your lips, shutting the flashlight of your phone as moonlight filled the area perfectly.
“water?” you mumbled to yourself, bending down to see the small cave was filled with water. “of course it is, dumbass.” you rolled your eyes to yourself, letting your hand touch the cool water.
it rippled beneath your fingertips as you glided your hand to feel the temperature, the scent of sea salt again fill your senses, your curiosity getting the best of you. you noticed how the deep the pool of water was, noting it might be an entrance to a underwater cave of some sort, you guessed. but you needed to go back, remembering the hotel waiting for you.
you looked around once more, guessing that this has been around here for a long time. you smiled, proud to say you would dive in here if you got the chance and the gear to do it. you stood up, brushing yourself from the dirt that sticked to your knees. you turned back and headed to the bushes again, to find another path. for a moment, you adjusted the bag you were carrying, your phone in your hand suddenly slipped from your grasp, hitting the ground with a thud. you cursed yourself for your clumsiness, bending down to grab it. the water in the cave suddenly splashing catching your attention warily.
you froze, slowly standing up, clutching your phone tight as you watch a figure came from the dark depths of the cave. the water splashed around as your heart thump loudly. seeing as a manly figure came in your sight despite the darkness. warnings in your mind erupted, remembering what you had heard of recently.
the man from the sea. a ancient god.
you distinctly remembered the words of the locals and the village elders about a man walking along the shores, feet with wings they had said. their ‘god’ walking amongst them. you don’t know much, but you feared this legend and the god as so did the people here. anything was possible nowadays. but you remained silent, studying his figure as he emerged into the moonlight. stepping in to your view, golden jewelry adorned his neck, he wore only green shorts and other accessories from his wrist to his legs. his feet, however, caught your interest seeing wings adorn them. and ears flourished with a jade like square earrings. he brushes his wet hair back, chest rising as he breathes in the air, his dark eyes finally gazed to yours.
oh, fuck.
you clutched your bag tight against your body, a shiver ran down your spine as his gaze pierced through you. you’ve trespassed. your mind shouts, your heart thumping louder.
“i’m sorry for i-intruding.” you speak up, careful for your tone to be calm and respectful. gears in your mind clicking, his face yet did not react whatsoever other than he steps forward, making you step back cautiously. he seems to notice it, sensing your own fear as he minds himself, creating a presence you knew not to anger. as stoic his expression was, his eyes seem to tell otherwise.
dangerous.
“you’re not from here.” he speaks, breaking your daze when you stare at his face. cold yet curious his tone was. knowingly now you think he’s attractive the more you study him. thoughts then circling how he just came from an underwater cave and ankles with wings on them.
“i’m not…” you nodded, gulping. “i got lost and stumbled here. n-no other intention.” you added, sensing him that he expected another answer.
“no?” he questions, stepping forward again, closer to you, making you freeze on the spot. you breathed out shakily, gazing his eyes that hold a predatory look. he towered over you, intimidating you further.
“no…” you softly said, the atmosphere almost changing, not once did you leave his gaze. a fire in the man’s gaze fueling him elsewhere.
the god stared down at this surface dweller, he hummed, trusting your answer, yet still skeptical. you were not like the other surface dwellers that he encountered coming into the entrance of the cave. you looked innocent enough, a foreigner of the area, a tourist you are. he shifts his gaze to your eyes and to your lips that softly spoke those words of reassurance. he notices your hands tremble, the cold of the night he presumed was getting to you or the fear of him. he’ll let you go, he thinks, merciful enough. the disturbance of the water merely caught his attention, he swam to it, ensuring that his nation would not be discovered.
“who are you?” you asked, astonished now for a man who’s ears you noticed are pointed. the fear slowly washing away. namor was intrigued to say, a curious thing you are.
“i have many names.” he spoke quietly, accent sharpening his words, a wonderful one you deemed as you listened to him. “my people call me k’uk’ulkan.” he gauges your face, seeing it full of wonder.
“but my enemies call me namor.” he finishes darkly, a threat. a warning set in stone. many would have run from him by now but you intrigued him further.
“namor.” you tested the name on your lips. the god felt himself shift in his place, seeing as you turn from his gaze, something stirring inside him after you uttered his name so softly.
“and you are?” he now asks, formalities thrown as you met his gaze again.
“y/n.” you uttered your name as the chill of the night shivered you so. he also tests your name in his tongue, accent enveloping each syllable smoothly with a crisp ending.
“roaming around the outskirts of the village is dangerous, máak lu'um. what has brought you here?” he speaks further, a word so unfamiliar to you. not spanish or what, which fuels your desire to learn him now.
“just took a swim by the beach.” you answered with a shrug. “it’s beautiful out the atlantic ocean.” you added as he hums, nodding.
“you’re not from here as well, are you?” you suddenly ask. he doesn’t look like the locals in the area. his outfit is as different from modern clothing, which in his case is very minimal. he cocks his head to the side as you looked back to the underwater cave. he is taken aback at your forwardness but contemplates whether he should tell you but he only offers a simple answer to your curious mind.
“yes.”
“interesting.” you quipped, examining his peculiar jewelry then to his chest, which catches you off guard how well built he is. tan pecks glistening with water, a fluttery feeling in your stomach making you feel a little flustered for checking him out shamelessly. 
“you live there, i presume?” you ask, pointing to the cave. he seems to still, eyebrows tensing as you notice how defensive he is. “not that you need to answer…” you offered weakly, a little scared now.
“mhm.” he grunts, stepping pass you, not answering the question, leaving off a cold aura. he needed you away from here as soon as possible, remembering his intentions from the first place when you disturbed the waters of the entrance.
“come, it is getting late. let me escort you out, ki'ichpanech.“ pretty girl. he offers his arm out, muscle bulging out. you seem to be too trusting as you complied with the strange man with wings on his feet. not knowing how dangerous he can be, a man that has lived for more than a century, a god to his people and a king of a nation sealed from the whole world beneath the depths of the sea.
he is the feathered-serpent god.
“thank you.” you took his arm, walking beside him, arm resting with his making your heart thump. he was warm for a man who just swam in a deep underwater cavern. he smelled like the ocean itself, which was not that unpleasant, you stare at him for a time as you two walked along the woods. leaves scrunching both of your feet.
namor, on his behalf, didn’t expect he’d be talking with a surface dweller for this long nor offering to escort you out the forest. he despised all things that came from the surface world, a land that he swore to himself to hate to the bones. yet now, you who peaked his interest made his usual thinking sputter.
innocent, curious, soft, kind…all things he doesn’t expect. the feel of your skin to his fueled his desire further as he tried to suppress it. noting the way his cock twitch when your fingers brushed against his hot skin.
“are you not cold? it’s so cold out here.” you shivered, unintentionally pressing against him for warmth.
“it is…tolerable, ki'ichpanech.” he amusingly says, watching as your other arm hugged your waist for warmth. your bikini covered breasts pushing up by your arm making him swallow a lump as he looks ahead. intriguing.
“what does that mean?” you ask, glaring at him with a pout.
“ki'ichpanech?” the ancient language rolls on his tongue flawlessly.
“yes.” you looked back to him seeing as the familiar sounds of faint chatter filled your ears. the village must be close.
“a compliment, le paalo’.” he simply explains. “one for you to find out for yourself.” he smirks, making you sigh beside him.
only silence fills the void between you two, an unspoken comfort that had the man beside you wonders how calm you are. being escorted by a man who you just met. he wonders how your pretty little mind works
“you said you have many names.” you started. “what do you prefer to be called?”
“it is up to you what you wish to call me.”
“k’uk’ulkan then?” you uttered, wishing you didn’t butcher the pronunciation. “you said your people call you by that.”
“je’el.” he agrees, which you take it as a yes. a silence transpired again, but it doesn’t take long before your own curiosity gets the best of you. asking him questions now out of the blue, all subjects leading how he swam inside of a underwater cave without any gear and the most asked about his ankles with wings.
namor seemed to tolerate your mind, offering vague answers and none about questions where he resided or came from. he offers you to teach the mayan words he answers along the way, resulting you to ask him if he always knew how to speak english fluently. in return, he asks you as well. you gladly tell him about vacationing alone in mexico, saying that you needed some time away from the work you had back home. and that you just wanted a moment of peace to yourself here by the beaches. exploring, learning about the locals and their culture respectfully.
but in all fashion, it had to end.
which broke your heart slightly when the sound of the locals grew louder. lights from their village enveloping your view as you two arrive in a secluded area wherein the familiar dirt road is.
“you are a strange woman with curious questions.” he begins as you step out of the bushes, facing him with a slight frown.
“says the man who has wings on his feet.” you quip back playfully. he smirks at that, eyes alert as he looks back to see the locals. your heart thumps, wishing for him to come with you. but in his eyes you knew it wasn’t possible even if he didn’t necessarily say it out loud. you just knew.
“speak of this to no one, ki’ichpanech.” he utters, you nodded at this. the situation weird enough for you to obey.
“will i see you again?” you ask gently, hope in your tone. namor feels something stir inside him as he licks his lips, stepping forward as he brings your hand up to his lips, kissing it softly. soft delicate skin. he thinks, a fire set alight to the both of you as his piercing gaze never faltered as your chest rose at the sudden electric feeling.
the hand kiss was a gesture of his growing affection towards you which he fears may not stop. you should be cowering away from him, a man who’s hands are stained with blood for hundreds of years. he shouldn’t even be talking with a surface dweller at all and you shouldn’t see him again, but…
“dejaremos ti' le destino decida.” he only offers those unfamiliar words to you with sincerity. you drew your hand back, not asking anything further as he steps back into the forest, eyes still looking into yours. a series of laughter interrupts the two of you as you look away from for a moment seeing the villagers laughing amongst themselves. you look back to the bushes, only to find that he’s gone.
huh.
you only stood quiet, the scent of sea salt lingering, his warmth you realized you missed. the night grew colder as you think to yourself with a cheeky thought in mind.
you’ll meet him again.
•••
and you did.
countless of times now after a couple of days had passed. the next morning of that faithful night lead you to go back to the same spot you met him, toying with the water, disturbing it when he was already behind you at that time. in which namor wouldn’t say he has been keeping an eye on you whenever you visited the beach again. you were thrilled, greeting him with your smile. he seemed a bit reluctant meeting you again, telling you that you should not be talking with him. you countered back, asking why then he appears before you when he could’ve ignored her. he smiles at that, offering you a chuckle for the first time. his smile catching you off-guard.
“you intrigue me so, ki'ichpanech.” he would say as you two walk along the shores, talking, asking more about him. he tells stories you never had heard of, legends and so.
“you like it.” you’d tease with a grin. he doesn’t affirm but he does agree in the inside.
your growing friendship with the god only grew larger when the days passed and each day he reminded you to never speak about this strange relation you had with him. you only had weeks left before going back home. a month vacation in yucatán was slowly nearing it’s end and you feared you may not get to see your mysterious friend ever again. you had to cherish the weeks left in counting.
and the subtle attraction you were feeling was growing larger.
he showed you the vast hidden wonders the beach hid as he took you for a swim. the corals, the tide pools, even in the deepest parts of the sea. it was so fascinating to you to see him swim so freely, like it was just a normal thing for him. you had already known that he is not human from the first time you met him. further, he only describes himself as a mutant, the story of his mother and how the first of his people came to be. the talokanil.
“my mother mourned to return to the land wherein she once lived.” he speaks, the waves crashing, you two sitting beside each other on the soft white sands of the shore. watching the sunset over the horizon, a beautiful sight to always see. intimate it felt.
“she was human you had said?”
“je’el. she made me a promise to bury her in the soil of her homeland.” you watch carefully how his eyes catch a glimpse of longing. “but nothing could prepare me for what i found.”
a chill ran down your spine seeing his expression drop into the most chilling hatred you could ever seen from a man. the slavery, those spanish men, the corruption of colonialism that had fallen amongst the surface world. wars broke out, diseases everywhere, more and more tragedies you guessed he would have witnessed for living for 500 years. you were somewhat touch to know how he’s opened up to this, to you.
“there’s nothing that would change how us humans would still be.” you began, sympathizing with him and knowing his hatred for the surface world. “humans are greedy. power is their desire, their lust. the world up here is fucked up.” you chuckled airily, staring off to the ocean.
“you seem to harbor the same resentment to your own world, ki'ichpanech.” he says as you shrugged at it.
“the world is too corrupted nowadays.” you rolled your eyes. “work is work, you work then you die. money is in my head always back home. so yeah, i do hate it up here.”
“you desire to be elsewhere? is it why you are here with me?” he grins as you scoffed at him even though it was true as the blush evident on your face was enough evidence. he has been shamelessly kinda flirting with you over the past days—
…you like him, a lot. it was no surprise you had catch feelings for the man. you learned he is kind and somewhat warm underneath the defensive and cold exterior he had put up when you two first met. he longed for his nation to be free from the terrors of waiting for anyone who’d try to discover them.
“you were a nice surprise to me.” you smiled gently. “but yes, it’s a nice escape here out from the city. even though i hate it here, it quite beautiful to live in.”
“in na'atik.” he hums, intrigued to say how one surface dweller could speak so ill about their own home. his resentment towards the surface world was still growing in him. humans are greedy like you had said, but you, out of all the surface dwellers that had tried to come near him or his nation, you merely just stood before him that night. astonished at him, wonders in your colored irises that held a compassionate understanding for him. he feels his chest swell and throat constrict. that same mushy and fluttery feeling that arose to heat his cheeks and the tip of his ears. overwhelming yet so addicting to feel.
what were you doing with him?
namor only watches you as you stare off to the ocean. he wants to picture this moment in his mind, a mural he now wants to paint for you. a story for you, your curious questions about him and your smile that was like the most beautiful pearls of talokan. he doesn’t want to admit it, nor shall he want to think about it now. dangerous it can be, he only hopes that this would last quicker for the sake of both of your hearts. and for his purposely knowing all would might end in tragedy if he is to act on this.
but he is wrong.
•••
another set of days had passed and tomorrow, that you dreaded, you’ll be going back home. it seemed like time had passed by faster than you expected. you stand alone again by the beach, this time a mesh white scarf wrapped around your arms as you take in the sea breeze again, savoring the moment. namor had wanted to see you again as usual, you knew he was either walking along the shore or might emerge from the sea, waiting for you.
but now he was walking towards you, expecting your bright greeting yet he only found you staring at the horizon again.
“ki'ichpanech?” he starts, softly calling for you. the waves crashes again as your sundress swayed with wind. you met his gaze, snapping out of your thoughts as you composed yourself before the god.
“k’uk’ulkan.” you face him, a little surprised but you smiled at him still. namor watches your serene smile do not go up your eyes. he knows already, you could tell. he always could tell how you were feeling.
“ba'ax úuch?” he asks, enough for you to understand as he stands in-front of you, softening his gaze as you glanced back to the sea, sighing deeply.
“i’m leaving tomorrow.” you finally said, seeing as his expression still as those words he dreaded as well came from your mouth. it’s too soon, he had plans to—
“tomorrow?”
“in the morning.” you confirmed, your heart breaking seeing his stoic expression falter. “to be honest, i don’t want to go.”
“then don’t.” he says, every patience in his body wearing just for him to spew out anything for you to not leave. all his walls he build up for the first time for you already was gone, he accepted it that he wanted you by his side even if you don’t know fully of his true feelings. he had to at least say something before this could all end.
“i can’t.” you shakily said, an overwhelming feeling overcoming you. you didn’t want to leave this place, you didn’t want to leave him yet. “besides, whether i like it or not, i’ll be forced back home.”
you gripped the chiffon scarf, knuckles baring white as namor didn’t know what else to say. every signal in his mind told him many ways he could make you stay but he knows either way you’d be gone. and that this whole relationship you have with him is going to end even if it just had started.
“come with me.” he finally lets it out as he grabs your hand to his. “i wanted to show you something.”
“you have a gift for me?” you teased as his fingers interlocked with yours. he merely chuckles making your heart thump, alongside the feel of his calloused warm hand fits perfectly to yours. you know there’s this silent crave, a want between you two. you never acted this strange tension with him. you always thought he only tolerates you at how adamant you are seeing him, but now… you’re not sure.
“jach asab u jump'éel siibal.” he says, guiding you back to the forest, the familiar path to the underwater cave. “i want you to see a glimpse of my home.”
“k’uk’ulkan.” you scolded, brows knitting as you followed him, letting him guide you. “you had said that your nation is something to be kept away from the surface world. i am apart of that.”
“it is not necessarily talokan yet, ki'ichpanech.” he counters as you two step to see the familiar structure. he ushers you to stand by him in the pool of water but you stop,.
“i don’t want to risk this.” you argued, seeing as he contemplated at that. he was holding back something he’s been harboring, you sighed as you step back, hand letting go of his as he stands in the water. a feeling of deja vu erupted inside you. he looked absolutely the same the night you met him. just that his defensive posture were now soft and relaxed as he gently smiles at you.
“one last night, ki’ichpanech.” namor held his hand out again. “and we will forget all of this in the morning and continue on with our separate lives.”
“but that’s not all, is it?”
namor tenses, he doesn’t really know if a tinge of fear had finally come to him. you can see pass through him, every knit of his brow or clench on his jaw. and he can see you hesitate— you want this, he can tell. every grip of your mesh scarf, the furrow of your brows, the sadness and eagerness in your eyes. you awaited for an answer as he nods.
“come with me.” he steps closer, water splashing, moonlight dawning over you two. “you had said you hated to go back to your home then stay. stay with me.”
he gently brought your hand to his chest as he stared into your eyes. like a trance he is how serene you are underneath the moonlight. your face softening with realization that he’s asking you to live with him. to stay by him forever. you could feel the thump of his heart underneath his skin, he intimately pressed his forehead against yours, never leaving your sight. you didn’t know what to say but just let him continue.
“this does not happen so often. and i fear it will never stop. ka ma' in k'áat ka u detenga.” he whispers, lips brushing against yours, he is holding himself back not to rapture you here and now. sparks flew when you felt it, his other hand situated on your hip. a raw sensation you had now felt for him.
“what about my own life here?”
“i am not so cruel to not give you a choice, ki’ichpanech. but yes, i cannot risk you going back home for my nation if you were to choose to come with me.” you nodded at his words, understanding him. and now you gambled with the possibilities as namor waited patiently for your answer. your mind gambled with the possibilities, you’d leave everything behind.
“and if i chose to leave now?”
“then we will part ways and forget all of this.” he offers a small smile, concealing the pang in his chest.
“why me?” you quietly asked, the words he offered sinking in your mind.
“is it not obvious?” his nose brushed against the tip of yours, heat in his tone. “in ts'íiboltikech.”
a shuddery breath exhales through your lips. his warmth and his closeness should have been the answers but you could not imagine for a god— someone who’s deemed as a god to be wanting you. namor’s patience was wearing thin, if you chose to leave, he’ll gladly accept that, but he somehow hopes for the other one. your eyes shined, his heart thumped as your lips opened—
“in ts'íiboltikech.” you repeated his words as his irises darken, a grin forming as he gladly pulled you closer to him, the cool water splashing around the two of you. the cicadas quieting down, two hearts beating as one.
“ma'alob.” he whispers darkly, sending a shiver down your spine. those words of confirmation had him surging to capture your lips to his. he waited long enough, every night, every morning he thought of you. you were a plague in his mind, corrupting him to think of the most sinful things and the ones he yearned in his own thoughts.
and your lips were sweet, sweeter than the fruits he ever tasted in his life, and he wonders in the back of his mind if your cunt would taste sweeter. making his cock twitch at the thought.
you let out a tiny gasp, wrapping your arms around his neck, the chiffon scarf dropping to the ground. the built up tension between the two of you finally at it’s peak, sizzling down as he moved his lips slowly on yours. slow and passionate, wanting to savor it. your cheeks bloomed with heat when you felt the outline of his prick press against your stomach, hard and hot. catching you by surprised at how particularly needy he felt. but you were as well, absently rubbing your thighs against each other.
he pulls away, breathless making let out a tiny whine. “ko'ox.” he smirks, guiding you deeper in the water, your sundress getting wet but you didn’t care about that. only focused on the man who gently puts something on your face. you look at him questionably, he was holding up a mask of something.
“the dive is deep.” he explains, as he locks the mask in, ushering you gently with adoration in his eyes as you inhaled deeply, following his command.
“breathe, in yakunaj.”
•••
“amazing.” you uttered, staring up to the ceiling of the cave. glowworms were hanging by the stalactites. it emitted this soft blue hue while the sound of the waters of the cave joined in the beautiful scenery. your heart bloomed, you could almost forget about your own home by now. but a tinge of hesitance caused you to overthink this. was it right to leave everything behind? you questioned yourself, standing by the edge, close to the water.
how quick you are to throw everything away.
you bit your bottom lip, nervous you are, wondering if anyone back at the place you called home would question where you are in the following days— months even. you sighed to yourself, pushing it all away in the very back of your mind. you’d worry about that in a more appropriate time. but now here you are, feeling flushed remembering his lips, all thoughts away but just him.
“jats'uts.” his voice echoed, you jumped a bit in surprise as you turned to face him. the beads on your dress rattled, your cheeks glowed as namor went beside you. his eyes draped along your body, the traditional dress he provided for you after your sundress had been absolutely damped was an exquisite sight before him.
“beautiful.” he translated, dark eyes meeting yours. he steps closer, seeing your small shy smile. “the dress suits you so.” he grins.
“thank you for this.” you gestured to the beautiful dress, letting yourself be drawn in his beady orbs as you neared him, letting his hand slip to yours again.
“has this place always been your sanctuary?” you quietly asked as you two walked towards the hut he showed you a while ago that was filled with his murals. you were amazed to see how he had depicted his and his people lives on the wall by the stroke of his brush. the story of how the first talokanil came to be and so fort.
“yes. a place where i can be in solitude.” he nods and leads you inside, never leaving your side.
“and from here, talokan is just down below?” you looked around the room, stopping to admire the big mural on the wall.
“deep below, ki'ichpanech.” he responds, standing beside you, holding something in his hand. your eyes caught the glimpse of a beautiful ornament.
“this is beautiful.” you blurt out, looking to him for approval to touch it as he merely smiled.
“it was my mother’s.” he explains as you touched the beads gently, admiring how pretty it is.
“you said it was made for her before she turned talokanil?” namor nodded, liking the way you remembered his stories.
“as my first gift, i want you to have this.” he grasps your wrists making your heart burst. “a token for my affection.”
“you’ve given me enough. i feel like i should give you something in return.” you pouted as he ties the bracelet on your wrist, ignoring your furrowed look as he kisses you softly before you could protest more. you hummed between his lips, shutting up quickly as you eagerly reciprocated.
“it is not enough.” he says, squeezing the side of your waist. “you’ve already given something in return, in yakunaj. your presence here in my home is enough.” 
“but—“
his lips descended down to kiss your jaw, peppering down to your neck. inhaling your scent as he nips at your neck. pressing you harder against him, bulge brushing again on your stomach as you craned your neck to feel him sigh blissfully before he sucked and nipped, intent to make you feel mushy in his arms.
“k’uk’ulkan.” you whined as he chuckles.
“your body reacts so eagerly.” he whispers. “have you been waiting for me to touch you like this, ki’ichpanech?” you couldn’t respond but nod lightly, the warmth of his overwhelming. your lips are sealed from embarrassment how right he is. the scruff of his beard tickles you so as he bites a bit harder making you grip his shawl. the only item of clothing you noticed he wore after countless times you had seen him in those green shorts.
“t'aan.” he commands, hands descending down to grasp your ass harshly. you squealed as he hoists you up, legs automatically wrapping around his waist. hands on his broad shoulders as he guides both of you to the bed in his hut. your back hitting the bed, him towering over you. you could see the feral look in his eyes as you can’t help but obey him.
“je’el.” you whimpered as he slants his mouth to yours again, eating you up. he can’t help but smile at how his language rolls off your lips, his mayan lessons paying off to you. your soft hands cupped his cheek, fueling the desire. his hand descends down to caress your thigh, rubbing gently before your dress pools to your stomach, lower half exposed to the cold air. namor could feel the heat he yearned as his fingertips gently brushed against your exposed cunt. you bare underneath the dress he provided, his aching cock wishing to come out.
“táan jach mojado, wáaj tuláakal ti' teen?” namor pressed his fingertip gently on your aching nub. you gasped, back arching, eyes slightly widening how the two of you are now doing this—
“please.” you begged as he only applied pressure, no rubbing or whatsoever, he seemed so smug as he had you this desperate. he shifts from his place, shrugging off his royal shawl, dropping it to the floor as he removes anything that might get into his way as he opens your legs, looking up for your consent as your eyes meet his.
“please.” you affirm again as he gingerly kisses the top of your knee.
he doesn’t know what fucking ambrosia fills his scent but the sight of your bare glistening cunt makes his whole body react accordingly. he descends down, kissing your knee before resting comfortably to kiss your inner thigh, the scent of your arousal tingling him.
“perfect.” he groans, can’t help but kiss your aching clit. licking his lips as your hands laced through his dark locks as he laps away like a starved man. you moan out, his tongue working wonders. you could not believe how eager he is to eat your cunt up like it’s his last meal. every flick, lick, kiss and suck, all over again and again making your thighs clamp hard around his head.
you fear you might suffocate him with your own cunt but you remembered the man literally breathes in water. namor could do this all day, he thinks, growling at how fucking tart your nectar is— how fucking dripping it is for him— only him.
namor melts between your thighs, in dazed and drunk. the sound of your muffled moans as the plush heat of your thighs at either sides of his face had him groaning. he sucks harsher, feeling your hips stutter as he puts his arm on top of your stomach to hold you in place. never stopping his feast, the more he licked and lapped, the more you begged with his name. his other hand could not help but slide down to his, gripping his clothed bulge, a shiver ran down his spine at the pressure that he could not take anymore.
“k’uk’ulkan…” you repeated, feeling your stomach coil in the pressure of his sinful mouth and tongue. he hums, pulling back, sitting up as his lips glistened with your arousal, fueling your desire as you whined. he palms himself, still staring down at you as you stared at the prize just under his hand. you carefully sat up, all thoughts seemingly trashed in your fucked-out mind. namor’s chest rose as he breathes in how angelic you are crawling towards him, your face dazed out and mouth glistening with your own saliva, hungry.
“what do you want, my love?” he asks as he grins making you momentarily look up to meet his eyes. you didn’t say anything as you pressed your lips to his bare stomach, making him shudder as his abs flexed the moment your soft lips touched his heated skin, the grip on his clothed cock tightened as you trailed down to meet his happy trail.
vixen. he surpasses the urge to call you that out loud, not when your hand is now shoving his hand away from his cock. he lets you do whatever you want with him, anticipation in his blood as your fingers curled in the hem of his shorts. ready for you to pull it down but you stopped for a moment as you stared up to him again, a plead in your gaze.
“can i?” you ask quietly.
something inside him breaks hearing your soft voice ask for his permission. he lets out a breath, hand coming up to caress your cheek as you nuzzled against his palm, waiting for his answer.
“je’el.” he nods, his words coming out in a slight tremble. he could feel himself succumb to the thought of you doing anything with him— everything in fact. you grin suddenly, breaking the eye contact as you pulled his shorts down completely, him helping you get it off as you tossed it to the ground.
namor groaned as his cock bounced up slightly, the cool air making him bite his lower lip as you gawked at it. you were speechless, taken aback, not expecting that it would be— that girthy in size. you gulped, remembering the countless times you would glance at his bulge whenever you two were either swimming in the sea or walking along the shore, it was something you couldn’t help but feel dirty for imagining what he truly looks like down their.
but now you’ve seen everything.
“you can take it, no?” he suddenly quips making you grumble in determination as you lulled yourself back from staring at his shaft. you wrapped your hand around his base making the said man shut up as he sighs out.
“i can.” you mumbled, totally not intimidated by his fucking length and girth overall. you pumped him slowly, right amount of pressure seeing the tip leak out a bit. wondering how you are making a said ‘god’ now weak on his knees, hearing little huffs come from his mouth but still looking so composed. you admired how reserved he looks as you dart your tongue out to lick the fat head.
“mierda—“ he grumbles, a hand gripping the back of your head as the other fumbled with your breast and whatever skin he can reach as he stays still watching you finally engulf him slowly. your mouth stretched accommodating his size as you hummed, liking the way he taste and maybe a tiny bit saltier— you were not complaining though.
“look at you.” he speaks with adoration, admiring the way you started to suck him off, letting him in deeper inside of your hot cavern inch by inch you can take. the way you are on your knees for him, glancing at him from time to time as you meet his hungry eyes. he resists the urge to fuck your mouth, savoring how determined you are to make him feel the same pleasure as he did on you. you were serious to making him feel good, bobbing your head up and down as your other hand gripped his base, pumping him where your mouth can’t reach. your eyes watered as the tip hit the back of your throat, making you gag a bit as you pulled him out, panting.
the string of saliva appeared as you licked your lips, kissing the tip again as you gently put him in your mouth again. namor hissed feeling the coil in his stomach almost snap. you continued on with your pace, liking the way you could hear his labored breaths and little groans, making you smile a bit as the salty taste of him had you addicted.
this is torture. namor thinks as he lets you suck him off for a bit before abruptly pulling himself out of your mouth, making you whine. he chuckles seeing your expression before he captured your lips again, tasting himself as he pushed you to lay back on the bed. you reciprocated with eagerness as you opened your legs for him to slant himself there, cock grazing your cunt making you let out a low moan in his mouth. namor swallows those pretty sounds of yours before pulling away as he pressed his forehead against yours. a knowing look in his eyes as you waited for him to speak first.
“can i?” he finally asks, grinding himself on your cunt. you whimpered, looking down to see how desperate he is before looking back to his eyes.
“please.” you muttered, cupping his cheeks as shuffles in his place. his hand reaching down to grasp himself, positioning his head to rub against your entrance as you cursed at the wet feeling.
“k’uk’ulkan…” you mewled, anticipating he’d ram himself inside of you this instant but he’s patient as ever as he rubs the fat bulb of his head on your clit, gathering enough slick before finally pushing in slowly. making your back arch at the intrusion as your hands fly down to grasp his broad shoulders.
“is it too much?” he suddenly asks, concerned, watching you carefully. you smiled at his concerns as you kissed the tip of his nose.
“it’s perfect.” you whispered, clenching around him to signal him to get on with it. namor growls as he does what you want, bottoming out in you as deep as he can go. he stills for the moment, you two immersed at the feeling of each other. a sort of fuzzy feeling of something special how connected you two are. gentle caresses and kisses of encouragement exchanged between the two of you as he finally gives an experimental thrust.
“perfecto.” he sighs, kissing you again as you grinned. namor grinds into you slowly at first, feeling the way your walls clench around him as he hits a spot. he leaves kisses on your face, marks on your neck, whispers of undying loving words how you make him feel so good. you merely moan out his name as he starts to pick up a good pace that has you desperate on him.
“jach jats'uts yáanal tin.” he pants, hand caressing you everywhere as he stares at your blissed out face. each hard snap of his hips making your body bounce at the intensity. the lewd wet slapping adding in as heat and sweat enveloped you two. you whimpered at how his cock was hitting that spot making your hips wiggle and back arch. it felt so sticky yet so good at how he’s so passionate about this.
absolutely perfect. your mind screams as you wrap your arms around his torso, grasping his back as he fucks you with vigor. your whines like a sirens song to his ears, he rests his lips on your forehead as he pounds into you. feeling himself on the verge as you clenched around him tightly as ever, a signal to him that you were also cumming. namor kisses every inch of your face before swallowing up your moans you were about to cum. your heart pounded in synch with his as he desperately fucked into you. you gasped loudly, gripping his skin, nails digging, body convulsing with pleasure as his thrusts became sloppier, pounding in through your orgasm.
“ki’ichpanech…” namor practically breaths out your name next, eyes shutting for a moment as he feels him release. one, two, three powerful thrusts sends him home as he almost rips the beddings apart above your head. blood rushes to your ears as the intensity stops. he slumps a bit, laying his weight on your body but not too much, fearing you’d be crushed. both your breaths only to be heard as it fills the silence of the room.
everything slows down the moment when his eyes flutter open to meet yours. the exact same eyes he had first met in the moonlight. your heart soars to see him soften as you kissed him gently, soft and pillowy it felt, something slow after that. your hand instinctively brushes the stray hair from his forehead, sweat beading there. he plants more kisses again on your face as you giggled, only gasping as he removes himself abruptly. there are so many things you wanted to say to him in those moment but all are left unsaid when he laces your hands together. a glint in his eyes, all you adore.
“stay with me, ki’ichpanech.” he says, as if you would leave him. you can’t help but nod quickly as ever like you did when he asked you to go with him here. you knew what you were in for and you were sure for it, knowing your heart won’t stop beating so loudly when he smiles now as you mutter a verbal confirmation out, concealing it. the glimpse of his mother’s bracelet on your wrist a wonderful glimpse of a future.
“i will.”
I FINISHED IT FINALLY AND HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE !! THANK U FOR THE PATIENCE. im back to writing finally. <3
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Just a couple observations after I watched the film for the third time (help I can't stop 😭😭),
He definitely looks at her when she says he's covered in vibranium
He's down bad from then on
In the very last scene in the Talokan journey, I see him reach for her hand
He listens to her and tries to reason with her, which I haven't seen him do with anyone else before.
He never reasons with Ramonda. When she asks him what she could give him in exchange for Shuri, he says 'Nothing' with a damn smile.
He tells Ramonda that he'll kill Shuri if his request isn't met, but he says it in the most unconvincing manner possible, this man who dressed her up with the finest clothes is not going to do that when he had so many opportunities to do so before.
He jives his spear into the hull of the ship when he could have easily killed her there, it's like he didn't want her to interfere.
He's reevaluating his choices as he sees her break when Ramonda dies, but true to his character being 'a kid without love' he moves on in the way he knows, by following duty.
He's stroking the little sea shell telephone before their war like a miserable longing ex boyfriend 🤣 was he waiting for her to ring him up and call it off?
He looks up at her when she leads the ship and then reluctantly starts fighting?
He's alone in the ship with her and he's probably thinking things were about to go differently.
"It could have been different", is etched in my mind the way he says it.
The score "Con la brisa", "it could have been different" and "Vengeance has consumed us" are for scenes with only Namor and Shuri. Tell me why its like it has been taken out of an enemies to lovers booktok playlist? (LUDWIG does his research impeccably well, I will trust this man's music like it's the absolute truth, the strings in that section is romantic)
Also in Shuri's recollection of events, she sees Namor smiling. You don't think of your villains like that.
He yields. And yes people may think he's waiting to exact his revenge but I interpret that scene as someone having met their equal.
He goes home to heal him self, draw fan art of him and Shuri and then fangirl about the black panther. His cousin's like bruh what are you on about.
Sidenote: when books exist with vampires, faes, elves, Greek gods, other immortal beings and Game of thrones couples, Shuri is an adult in the movie. The age gap doesn't matter in a fictional world but, Shuri's got it under control guys.
So anyway, I love this man
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Con La Brisa
summary: "give me a little bit more time 'cause my last breath I will give to show you the entire sky."
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snippets into the domestic life of sanemi and his tsugoku.
warnings: none that are really that bad, post infinity castle arc, mentioned character death, established relationship, domestic fluff, implied/referenced sex, soft sanemi, some angst but not a lot, AU where all the hashira live because I said so, minor mitsuri/obanai, minor shinobu/giyu, unplanned pregnancy
a/n: this is a continuation of my fic Home taking place after my other fic My Nemi!
part 2. ohagi
It was a month later when Sanemi returned to your village. Having to go back and finish up his affairs back home he wrapped them up as quickly as he could before the winds of spring brought him back to you.
It was a cool April afternoon when Sanemi returned. You had already heard the whispers from the town gossips of a ‘scary looking stranger’ playing with the village children down by the riverside while you were out shopping so you knew he had come back before he even stopped by.
“I’m back.” called a voice from the door, you were in the kitchen of the tea shop preparing lunch for the hungry customers that had stopped by that day.
“Welcome home Sanemi!” you gave him a closed eyed smile as he approached the counter. He had wanted to lean over and kiss the top of your head but the mere thought of doing so in the presence of so many others made his cheeks burn.
Behind the counter you looked the picture perfect of domesticity. Hair tied up in a bun atop your head with a bandana, frilly apron in place as you worked hard at making food, he could definitely get used to such a sight.
“Can I get you something to eat?” you asked as you filled trays up with food preparing to serve them.
“J-just onigiri is fine.” He stuttered as you pulled him from his thoughts. Sanemi watched as you struggled to balance the trays in your arms, your brother was sick that day and it was just you running the tea shop on your own Sanemi had noticed. “I can wait though, let me help you.”
“Oh! That’s ok I-” He wordlessly took the trays from your hands before you could finish your sentence. Shaking your head you gave in and directed him to which customer got what and he simply obliged.
That was your routine for the rest of the day, You cooking and filling orders while he served them. By day’s end you had served quite a few patrons, more than you normally would have if you were alone.
“Thanks for your help today Sanemi-san, I honestly wouldn't have made it without you.” You smiled as you served him a cup of hot tea and onigiri taking the seat in front of him so you could talk.
“Drop the -san Sanemi is fine!” he said, sipping at his hot tea.
“You're right we have seen each other naked already after all.” you smiled at him while you leaned on your palm.
Sanemi choked, nearly spilling his tea all over the place. A moment of silence filled the space between you for a moment before Sanemi spoke again this time in a more hushed tone, his cheeks tinged pink
“D-did you want to talk about it?” he asked. He had yet to actually ask you about what you felt about that night you spent together when he first visited you. Was he too forward? Did you want it to happen again? What if he had hurt you?
“About the hot springs? What's there to talk about?” you asked reminiscing back to that night at the swordsmith village when you were still his tsugoku.
Oh right…that.
“Not that! I meant-” he cut himself off, unable to actually say what he was thinking out loud, cheeks burning even brighter if that were possible.
“I’m just teasing you Nemi.” You leaned across the table to kiss him on the forehead.
“You ass!” he cried placing his hand were you had kissed him.
You laughed, a hearty laugh that you hadn’t actually done in a while since being home and it felt nice.
After the two of you ate, you cleaned up and closed up the shop.
“Where are you going?” you questioned as you were leaving, Sanemi had started heading in the opposite direction from your home.
“To the Inn?”he said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
“Why? You can just stay with me!” You smiled at him
“Don’t you think that’s too…informal? Aren’t you worried about what people might think about us?”
“Who gives a rat’s ass what people think of us, and besides we're way past being formal to each other.” You said, grabbing his hand, pulling him along with you as you walked home.
“Come on, I'll make you a bed in the guest room and make you a nice big breakfast in the morning!”
Sanemi stared after you as if he was pondering what to say next, instead he opted to follow you in silence just happy to be holding your hand.
Afterall who was he to turn down a home cooked meal and a warm bed?
The following weeks were much of the same. You’d get up early to eat together then you'd both head down to the tea shop to get some work done. When your brother returned from his illness he was surprised and a little scared to be working in the same building as someone so ‘scary looking’ he had told you, but over time he had slowly started to warm up to Sanemi to the point where he’d sometimes invite him over to drink and play shogi with him and his friends.
Weeks turned into months and soon Sanemi was a full fledged employee and one of the family. You parents were still pretty weary of him but none the less they welcomed him to their employment with open arms. That didn't mean that everyone accepted him though, a few of the regulars hadn’t been by as much as they usually would have in the past few months and though you tried to tell Sanemi it wasn’t his fault he had a feeling that it had to do with the way he looked.
“Don’t worry about them, they're a dime a dozen, I'd much rather have you around than a bunch of stuffy old geezers anyways.”You had tried to reassure him one day after a particularly bad incident.
Sanemi was going about his usual day of serving food and tea to customers, however when he got to the table of an old woman, who was new and visiting her children in town, she damn near had a heart attack at his appearance alone.
“Maybe I’m just not cut out for this line of work.”
“Nonsense! You’re great at it! Don't let one old hag get you down in the dumps man.” Your brother tried cheering him up as he hooked his arm around him. Shrugging your brother off, Sanemi silently continued to work, clearly upset by the whole situation.
That night when you returned home for the evening you prepared him his favorite meal and an extra special treat of ohagi, his favorite, which he promptly thanked you for all night till the sun came up.
From that moment on Sanemi no longer stayed in the guest room, even when he tried to go back you’d both come up with some kind of excuse as to why he shouldn’t.
“It's too stuffy in there, my room is much cooler.”
“I thought I heard an intruder, it’d be best if I just stayed in here with you for the night.”
“I can’t sleep alone, I'm much more well rested when you're beside me!”
Excuse after excuse piled up day after day until Sanemi finally said ‘Fuck it’ and moved all his things into your room officially.
It was a chilly autumn morning when you found yourself strolling the Demon Slayer Corps cemetery, you shivered as you wrapped your scarf and haori tighter around yourself, trying to protect yourself from the chill of the wind and atmosphere of the graveyard. Sanemi placed an arm around you as he guided you along the path.
“It won’t take long.” he reassured you, pulling his haori off to wrap around you.
“Take all the time you need. There’s no rush.” You said reaching out to grab his hand, giving it a light squeeze before letting go.
“Hey.” Sanemi says kneeling at a headstone, he wipes off some of the dirt and leaves that had started to collect on it as you place the incense and flowers you had bought along with you at the base. “Sorry it took so long for me to visit this time, I've been pretty busy.”
He watches silently as you light the incense, saying a little prayer as you do so. “It’s nice to see you again Genya.” You say as you move to sit next to Sanemi. “Wish it was under better circumstances though.”
You had briefly met the boy when he had come to the Wind estate for hashira training. Though he had barely spent any time there you had liked him well enough while he was there. He was a nice kid, who was polite and blushed and averted his eyes anytime you were around him, the poor boy was just trying to get his brother to love him, he didn’t deserve the fate he faced at the hands of an upper moon, he shouldn’t have been a demon slayer to begin with, he was way too sweet for that life.
“I-“ Sanemi’s starts, his voice drifting off as he looks from the grave to you as if he’s trying to think of what to say “I’m sorry.”
You place a hand over his.
“Sorry for not protecting you, for pushing you away and leaving you on your own for so long. M’ sorry for ever calling you weak and trying to hurt you, m’ sorry for ever saying that you weren’t my brother. Hell I’m just-just-“ tears brim his eyes as he cuts himself off.
Sorry.
He doesn’t say the last word as he rubs at his eyes trying to force the tears to stop but they’re flowing full force now.
“You're my brother, I should have been there for you. I should have done better!” He shouted at the grave, all you could do was look on at him in sorrow, your own tears blurry your vision as your thumb rubs over his hand.
“It’s-it’s not fair.” He says voice watery and quiet almost at a whisper. “Good people die…you, Masachika… one after another it’s just not fair!”
“You should have had a house somewhere, raised a family of your own and gotten to grow old. You should’ve had a wife and children and gotten to make them happy and share memories with them. I would’ve done anything for that life for you.” He said, gripping at his clothes over his chest, they felt constricting, the air around him heavy, almost suffocating.
“I’m so sorry Genya.”
“Sanemi…” you trail off as you move your hand to his shoulder not knowing what to say to comfort him. He places a hand over yours and squeezes reassuringly, just you being there was enough.
“I’m ok-“ he starts finally looking at you, his eyes are bloodshot but soft as he looks on sadly. “It’s just-“
“I know.”
The pair of you sit in silence for a while, leaning onto each other as you watch the incense burn. What feels like hours pass before either one of you speaks again.
“Thank you,” Sanemi starts as he sits up to kiss your forehead “for coming with me.”
“Anytime.” You say, gently carding your fingers through his fluffy hair.
A month had pass since you last visited Genya. You and Sanemi had just settled back into your routine when he received a letter. It was from Rengoku asking how he was doing, if he had settled into town alright and if he had confessed to you yet. A blush rose to his cheeks as he stopped reading the letter aloud.
Instead he shoved the piece of parchment to your chest, cheeks still rosy, and without looking you in the face asked you to reply for him.
You knew Sanemi could read but after years of practicing still couldn’t write so you opted to help him when he needed it.
A few days after your reply was sent, Sanemi received another letter, this one was from Tengen who had cheekily asked how you were doing and if you had gotten married yet instead of the former wind pillar. Sanemi refused to respond to that one.
Soon you both were trading letters back and forth between all the former hashira who had survived the final battle, until one day they all suddenly stopped.
The bell to your tea shop alerted you that someone had just walked in. Without looking up you said “Be with you in a second!” Hands busy with the task of preping food for the next rush of customers.
“Well now is that any way to greet an old friend?”said a boisterous voice with a laugh.
Snapping your eyes up, you immediately straightened up and bowed respectfully in greeting when you saw that not only was Tengen and his wives here, laughing at your rigid form, so was Rengoku and Shinobu and Mitsuri! All the hashira were here!
“W-what are you guys doing here?” You asked nervously, if you had known they were coming you would have tidied up some, you definitely would have made more of an effect to make yourself look presentable.
“We came to visit you and Shinazugawa of course!” Rengoku replied, a bright smile ever present on his face. “And no need to be so polite we’re all civilians now after all.”
“R-right, I’m sorry.”
“It’s quite alright my young friend!” He smiled a closed eyed smile though the eyepatch was making it difficult.
“So how’ve you been? Shinazugawa treating you well?” Tengen asks leaning over the counter to finger your frilly pink apron. Snatching it off you nodded in response.
“He’s perfect, I-I mean fine, he’s fine. We’re both fine!” Your cheeks darken at your mistake, Tengen laughs again sitting up to slinging his arm around Hinatsuru.
“I’m sure he is.” Tengen grinned.
“D-did you guys want something to eat? Some tea maybe?”
“Yea tea would be lovely and no need to be so nervous around us.”
“Sorry. It’s nothing personal, it’s just that you’re all so…you.”
You wanted to say intimidating, training under the wind breathing master and Sanemi for all those years had taught you that the power of the hashira was something to fear, admire even. They were the strongest warriors after all and you were just a lowly kinoe during your time in the Corps, but when you stop and look at the people standing before you all you can truly think about is…family.
“After everything you’ve all done for this world, I should be respectful. You guys are like heroes, I should be thanking you!” you bowed again, this time properly, as you came from behind the kitchen counter.
“You forget, you were there on that battlefield just the same as us. So pick your head up and come sit with us, we have a lot of catching up to do!”
Rengoku reassured you crossing his arms over his chest.
That was how Sanemi found you as he and your brother returned from dropping off an order, sitting at a table surrounded by your former colleagues and loved ones laughing and reminiscing over tea.
“Ahh Shinazugawa you finally made it! We were beginning to worry!” Tengen waves him over at he sloshes his drink around.
“The hell are you all doing here?”
“We came to visit.” Giyuu said emotionless as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, he sipped his tea quietly.
“I can see that, but…why?”
“We missed you two!” Mitsuri said excitedly as she pulled you to her chest in a tight hug, Obanai shook his head staring at her adoringly.
Sanemi sighed as he looked over his former comrades, they were laughing and just having a good time being nostalgic about the good old days, if you could call it that. Most importantly you were laughing and that image alone was enough to make his heart beat out of his chest.
Closing his eyes he smiled, committing that image of you to memory, and chuckled as he said “It’s good to see you guys.”
After a few hours at the shop you brother decided to kick you all out, saying that you were being too loud and that your friends were drinking up all the profit, so you being the good host that you were, invited everyone back to yours and Sanemi’s home for a nice home cooked meal.
You were having the time of your life during the meal, everyone was joyful and so full of life even with all their scars and missing limbs it was just what you and Sanemi had needed after working so hard for so long. You were so busy having a good time hanging out with your friends that you had hardly noticed the time.
Just as you were about to get up and start cleaning a wave a nausea hits you out of nowhere. Jumping to your feet you raced to the bathroom just before you threw up everything you had eaten that day.
“Is she ok?” Suma asks worry etched onto her face.
“Yeah…this has been happening a lot lately.” Sanemi said, raising from the table to go check on you.
“You doing ok?” He asks, you're still puking when he gets there, he bends down to rub a hand on your back trying to help soothe you.
“Yeah, sorry for the trouble.” You sniff as you wipe your mouth.
“It’s no trouble, but we gotta get you checked out by a doctor,” he says clearly worried about you, this had been a recurring thing for weeks now and he was really starting to get anxious. “this isn’t normal.”
“I know I know.” You waved him off as you stood. Shooing him out of the bathroom, Sanemi returned just as Mitsuri had gotten up to clear the table, Obanai following closely behind her. Shinobu was so lost in thought she hadn’t even noticed Sanemi’s return.
“How long has she been like this?” Giyu asks, knowing where Shinobu’s mind had gone and what she was about to start asking.
“About a month or two.” Sanemi says
“Has she had any other symptoms?” Shinobu asks her finger and thumb resting on her chin in thought.
“Just the nausea and sometimes she has some fucked up cravings but I think that’s just her.” Sanemi pondered as he thought about all the times you made him run out and get you odd snacks like mitarashi dango with natto or yakisoba with horseradish and cheese. You didn't even like natto normally.
Shinobu hmmned as she lost herself in thought again.
“If she’s up to it I can check her out at the Butterfly estate, just have her meet me there in a few days.” She said standing to put her own dishes in the kitchen. Sanemi stood with her grabbing the plates and cup from her hand, walking towards the kitchen he said over his shoulder. “She’ll be there.”
It was a week later when you found yourself outside of the Butterfly estate. You had told Sanemi that you could have just gone to the regular doctor in your village but he refused to let you go, telling you that Shinobu was the best of the best and that if anyone could help you out, it’d be her.
“Go on, she won’t bite ya.” He said, pushing you gently towards the door. You had both been standing outside in the courtyard for a good ten minutes now.
With a gulp you nod your head, dreading anything to do with doctors and the overall medical side of things, steel yourself as you hold your head up high and walk through the shoji doors.
“Welcome, please come in!” Shinobu greeted you as she led you to a back room. The room itself was stark white, six hospital beds were lined neatly along the walls.
“Have a seat and we can get started.” She said patting one of the beds for you. You swallowed thickly as you made yourself comfortable. Around you Shinobu’s assistants Aoi, Sumi, Kiyo and Naho rushed about getting together various medical supplies for her.
While inside the room Shinobu ran a series of tests on you, everything from blood samples to urine samples to throat and nose swabs, just to make sure you didn’t have any underlying conditions she should know about.
It was an hour later when she came back into the room, a single piece of paper was resting in her hand.
“Well, I got your blood work test results.” She said coming into the room.
“Lay it on me Kocho-san how bad is it?” You asked nervously, you had really hoped it wasn’t anything serious.
“It’s just what I thought it was, you’re pregnant.”
Time stopped moving completely.
Pregnant, you weren’t hearing things Kocho had said, you were pregnant.
You had sat there for a moment, too stunned to say or do anything. Your eyes glued to the test results in her hands, too lost in thought to see the gentle look come over the former insect hashira’s face.
You really shouldn’t have been surprised, since he had come home Sanemi couldn’t keep his hands to himself but you had thought you were being careful. Your cheeks flushed as a few incidents came to mind where you both had thrown caution to the wind and gave in to your primal desires.
“Do you need a moment?” Shinobu asked, sitting down next to you on the bed placing a hand on your shoulder.
“N-no I’m fine thank you.” You stammered still not sure that it had fully sank in yet. “I’m just….shocked is all.”
“I understand this can be quite a lot to take in, especially with everything that’s happened over the past year and a half.” She said standing to her feet, while offering a hand to help you to yours. “But rest assured I’ll be here for you every step of the way and I’m sure Shinazugawa will be too.”
You chewed your bottom lip as you left Shinobu.
How the hell were you going to tell Sanemi?
It’s not like the two of you were married and you definitely hadn’t talked about having children together. Did he even want kids? You knew he came from a pretty big family as a child and he absolutely adored the village children but did that mean he wanted one of his own some day?
All those thoughts swirled together violently in your head, distracting you from the warm body that stood in front of you. You were so distracted that you hadn’t even noticed how close he was until you bumped into him as you walked through the door. Arms reaching out to steady you so that you didn’t fall, Sanemi looked at you, concern etched into his features.
“You ok? What’d Kocho say?”
“Well…” you started nervously, how were you going to go about this?
“It’s not exactly a stomach bug but I am going to be sick for a little while. Nine months to be more exact.” You had said in a joking tone to hide your nervousness, hopefully that was all it took for him to get it.
“What the hell, Kocho couldn’t fix you?” Sanemi snapped, he was starting to get irritated.
“It’s not really something that can be fixed, Sanemi.” You deadpanned, it went right over his head it seemed.
“Bullshit, let me go talk to her, there’s gotta be something she can do,” he says, going to bust his way into the room, “maybe she can make you some medicine or something.”
You grab the sleeve of his haori to stop him and he turns to you, confusion settling into his brow.
“Sanemi.” You said, grabbing his hand finally placing it over your stomach.
You could almost hear the gears turning in his head as he figured it out. It was almost like he had finally added up every instance where you were showing signs, all the times you were too tired to drink with him and your brother after work, the sickness no one else but you seemed to have, the cravings. It all made sense now.
His knees nearly gave out from underneath him.
“A-are you-?” He swallowed hard, unable to finish his sentence.
“Yes.” You said gently placing a soft hand over his on your stomach.
“Holy shit.”
You were pregnant.
You were going to be parents.
He was going to be a father.
He stroked his thumb over your stomach, eyes vacant as he stared down at it completely lost in his thoughts. What if he wasn’t good enough? He could barely take care of himself, how the hell was he going to take care of you and a baby? What if he turned out like his old man? A thousand thoughts filtered through his head, his brain running a mile a minute trying to process everything.
Kneeling down on the engawa he buries his head into your stomach, inhaling your scent deeply as he wraps his arm around you. No, he refused to be like his bastard of a dad. He was going to do better, be better, for the three of you.
“Thank you.” He murmured tears prickling his eyes, he blinked them away as quickly as they came.
“W-what are you thanking me for?” You stuttered stroking his hair as you looked down at him affectionately.
“For gifting this beautiful family to me.” He smiles up at you close eyed as he pulls himself away from your stomach.
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love at first sight
✦ pairing ⨾ neteyam x fem!metkayina!reader
✦ warnings ⨾ seizure attack, fluff, make out sheesh
✦ word count ⨾ 2.5k
neteyam sully. you really love that boy so much
a/n : italic will be the sign language! you may listen to the song linked while reading this oneshot ♡
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neteyam. as far as you could remember his name, that’s the blue na’vi you’re looking at right now from your pod. it seems like he and his siblings are heading back to their marui after their swimming lessons.
the omatikaya family arrived at the metkayina village around 3 days ago for seeking uturu. after the chief let them live here, tsireya the chief’s daughter and her brother have been teaching the sullys kids the way of reef people.
you sometimes enjoy watching them learning from distant. since they arrived you couldn’t help but to keep your eyes on the eldest son of the sully. in your eyes he’s the most beautiful and seems really kind.
your eyes widened when his eyes landed on you for the first time. he smile at you and look away before you could even return it. blood rushed to your face by the small and simple gestures he gave you.
“y/n, here take this and give it to our new neighbors. I already told neytiri I’ll cook this for her family today” your mom said, handing you the bowl of food which will be given to the sullys. you live only a few pods away from them. neytiri and your mother have been a good friend since your mom encounter her in the first place.
you nodded, fixing you hair before heading to their pod with the bowl. their youngest daughter came in running to your direction since she was being chased by her brother, neteyam. fortunately you’re quick to realize it and able to keep your balance.
“tuk careful!” neteyam shouted when he realized his little sister was about to hit someone. tuk halted but bumped into you a little bit. she immediately apologized and ran to neteyam’s side. “I’m so sorry about that” neteyam apologized, looking at you and he got mesmerized by your doe blue eyes.
you gave him a smile and shook your head. “it’s okay, she doesn’t cause any trouble. tuk.. right?” you assure neteyam and asked the little girl after remembering her name since neytiri once used to introduce her kids name to both you and your mother.
tuk that was hiding behind neteyam peek out her head to look at you by the mention of her name and nodded eventually.
“by the way, my mom cook something for you guys. she would like for your family to try it” you finally start with the real intention you came to their pod. neteyam was taken aback a bit since he doesn’t expect it at all. he thought the clan members don’t like his family and don’t even care about them, but his guess was proven wrong today.
“oh.. thank you” he thanked you and take the bowl you’re handing him. his warm fingers tips slightly brushed against yours, sending shivers down your spine.
you’re down bad for him, but he’s so clueless about it
you bid goodbye to both of them, waving your hand and giving your smile before heading back to your marui with a wide smile.
“ma eywa, what happened to my daughter?” your mother asked when she saw you smiling by yourself. “is it about neytiri eldest son?” your mom teased. you shook your head immediately and pretend to be busy by washing the dirty dishes.
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“hey y/n!“ you’re sewing your clothes when a familiar called. you look at the entrance of your marui to see tsireya and rotxo.
“care to join us to the cove?” your eyes lit up at the mention of the cove. tsireya know how much you love being there so she decided to ask you to go along too. you nodded immediately and walked to them.
“you know I would never reject that offer”
“but we’re going with the sullys” she told you. she knows that you don’t really enjoy being around a lot of people especially strangers, that why you rejected her offer to teach the sullys a couple days ago which you kinda regret it now. “are you ok with that?” she added.
“I don’t mind, but what about them? are they ok if I join too?” you turn to look at your friends that were riding ilus by your side.
“don’t worry! I already told them that I’m bringing a friend” tsireya assured you before she leads you and rotxo to the sullys kids that were waiting in the middle of the sea.
“guys, this is my friend that I’m bringing tonight. y/n this neteyam, kiri, and tuk. there’s another one lo’ak, but he doesn’t want to join” tsireya introduced each of the sully’s while pointing at them by their names. you smiled and introduce yourself again, waving your hand at the shy tuk.
the whole ride to the cove was amusing. you swim ahead with tsireya and neteyam that always stick not far enough from you. you would exchange smile with him whenever both of you make eye contact during the journey.
“we are here” tsireya announced while entering the cove. “this is the cove of the ancestors. our most sacred place” smile crept up on the sullys siblings as they’re gazing through the huge cove.
“eclipse is the best time of day to be here” you said when you see the eclipse is setting down for today.
as the eclipse finally turn to dark, the bioluminescent of the plants and sea illuminating the whole cove. “this is it. this is the spirit tree” tsireya said while gesturing to the shining huge tree below in the water.
the sullys mouth agape at the beauty of the tree under them. you swam first and soon followed by them into the water. tsireya made a sign for them to connect their queues to the tree and they did.
after a few minutes talking to your grandma through the connection, your vision suddenly becomes blank. you opened your eyes and was greeted with kiri’s body shaking terribly. you immediately disconnected her queue and neteyam pull kiri to swim out of the water. panic began to engulf you as you swim to the surface too.
“is she breathing?” rotxo asked when neteyam brought kiri onto his ilu. “it was a seizure” neteyam said and immediately gave his sister a mouth-to-mouth breathing which made her cough, indicating that she’s still breathing. “bring her back to the village!” tsireya told him while getting on her ilu and everyone followed. you let tuk ride with you and bring her back safely.
dark turn to light and the help finally arrived. here come a na’vi and a human man from their transport. they help to treat kiri with whatever technologies they brought along. all of you loyally wait by the sully’s marui entrance for any news.
“she will be fine” you assure neteyam that was standing beside you and squeeze his shoulder a bit. you could feel how his body tensed by your sudden touch and he gave you an expression that you couldn’t read. you could hardly gulp your saliva and slowly retrieved your hand from him and muttered your apology. you didn’t mean to make him feel uncomfortable.
ronal – tsireya mother finally came to the sully’s marui to treat kiri after her mother dismissed the scientists. you were caught off guard when neteyam suddenly intertwined your fingers with his.
he squeezed your hand when kiri finally coughed and bursted into tears after being treated by the tsahik which easing everyone’s heart. you could see how neteyam also let out a relief sigh. he turn to look at you and smiled which made you return it and squeeze his hand back.
days passed, the sullys also back to their lesson along with kiri, and here you are sitting on the dock with you legs hanging out into the water. it’s your everyday habit to sit and admire the view.
without realizing, someone came and take a seat right beside you. you tilted your head and unexpectedly was greeted by no other than the eldest son. “why you didn’t join tsireya and his brother with us?” neteyam started the conversation which you understood what he’s referring to.
“I.. I don’t enjoy being around people much” you answered him and immediately deadpanned by your own answer. “I don’t mean it in that way!!” you added when you saw neteyam nodded with a blank expression. “I mean I don’t really like being around people in general! I love sitting all alone and entertain myself”
“oh.. don’t worry I understand. but if you want to, you can join us. trust me, it will be fun”
his statement made you laugh. you have a habit to cover your mouth when you laugh and obviously also hitting anyone that was sitting near you. you hit neteyam by his arm and he just chuckled along. the view in front of him now is enough to make him feel suffocated by your cuteness.
“you know I live here for my entire life and I’ve been in the water since I was a little baby”
“yeah I know, but what I mean by fun is you got to enjoy being around with us. we’re fun though” you blushed at his statement.
suddenly an idea popped up in your head. you get up on your feet and offer your hand for neteyam to take. “come on. I’m pretty sure you haven’t try this yet” neteyam gave you a confused look but eventually grab your hand before he get up and follow you.
“let’s sail!” you said when you arrive by the shore where you father park your family’s wooden boat. you get into the boat after releasing the tie and followed by neteyam. after passing one of the paddle to him, you take a seat and gesture for him to sit by the other end of the boat.
“copy my move” you instructed him and he did as you began to paddle away. luckily he’s a fast learner. “wow this is fun” neteyam was amused when the boat moved as he paddle it.
both of you stop paddling as you reach in middle of the sea.
“I know a spot. come on” you told him before jumping into the water. neteyam followed closely behind you. you smiled whenever you see how his eyes widened and his face lit up at the sight aroud him. he was mesmerized.
after a few minutes of swimming and exploring the water, you finally reach your favorite spot. it’s a little cove in the water that was filled with a few plants that neteyam never seen before.
‘they’re prettier at night time’ you signed at him which he just stare at you, confused.
‘I don’t understand’ he signed back. you smiled and sign for him to swim to the surface. “you don’t understand?” you asked when you reached the surface.
“yeah. tsireya only teach the basic moves. all I understand is night” neteyam said and make the night sign with his hands. “I said the plants are prettier at night”
“oh.. really?”
you nodded and swim away. “it’s getting late. we better head back to the village” without protesting neteyam followed you back to the boat. “I thought we gonna wait till dark” he said once both of you got on the boat.
“you want to?”
“you said the plants look prettier when its dark, so why not?” he asked you back. “sure, but maybe next time? I need to help my father with something tonight”
“next time” neteyam raised his hand which made you confused. he smiled and grabbed your hand, linking your pinky finger with his. “we just made a promise, so you can’t break it” he told you and paddle away like he didn’t just made the butterflies in your stomach exploded.
“promise..” you shyly said back and followed him to paddle back to the village.
that night you sleep with a wide smile on your face, remembering the little time you spent with neteyam today and obviously you’re looking forward for another night with him.
days passed by and you’re getting closer with each other. you even joined tsireya along with his brother and friends to help the sullys navigate the ways of reef people.
everyday after the lessons, both you and neteyam would spend time together by doing a lot things. he would tell you how his village look like and everything that he did back then in the rainforest.
sometimes both of you also went for a swim, sometimes feeding the ilu and sometimes going to the cove you showed him, or just sitting by the rock, talking.
however, you haven’t grant your promise yet to bring him to the cove at night, so you decided to show him today. you walk slowly to the shore but quickened your pace when you already saw neteyam standing by the place you asked him to wait before.
you made the greeting gesture and he return it. “swim or with the boat?”
“swim” neteyam answered you and immediately dive into the water. “wait up!” you shouted and followed behind him.
as both of you arrived at the cove you turned to look at neteyam. as expected his eyes widened with a bright grin plastered on his face. he was once again mesmerized by the beauty even if he already saw the flora and fauna a couple times.
like you said before, the cove is much prettier at night. the plants were illuminated in the water by the bioluminescent. a proud smile crept up on your face when neteyam was carefully touching the fishes and plants around him.
your giggle filled the air when both of you decided to swim back to the surface to breathe. “sevin (pretty)” neteyam said out of the blue while his eyes are fixed into yours. “I told you they’re prettier at night”
“I can’t doubt that, but you’re prettier in my eyes” neteyam blurted out, looking at everything around but your eyes. you blink a few times to make sure what you heard is right and it’s not just a dream.
you bravely inches closer towards him, making the adolescent become more nervous by your moves.
“neteyam” his eyes shut close when you said his name, he really loves to hear it rolled out from your tongue and with your cold hand placed against his warm chest almost make him purr in pleasure.
your cold fingers carefully trace the bioluminescent freckles on his face as you stare deeply into his doe yellow eyes.
“oel ngati kameie, neteyam. oel ngati kameie” you repeat those words with sincere. “oel ngati kameie y/n” he replied with a deep voice and without wasting more time, he crashed your lips with his.
his hands made it to your waist, pulling you closer to him while the other one was resting on the back of your head to deepen the kiss. your lips are so soft against his. neteyam nibbled your bottom lip and after you gave him some access, he tucked his tongue in, exploring every bit of your mouth.
the kiss is sweet and passionate, even your mouths are molded perfectly against each other. neteyam smiled between the kiss, not believing that he finally brave enough to kiss you. he already set his eyes on you on the day you came to his marui pod to share the food your mother made.
both of you are so into the kiss and desire for more, but the lack of breath kinda ruined the kiss. neteyam slowly pulled away when he feels you hitting his chest. both of you rested your forehead against each other while panting hardly due to out of breath.
“I love you y/n” he muttered between your lips. before you could reply, neteyam goes in for another kiss.
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CON LA BRISA
tonowari x oc sully sister
𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑
𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍
with the return of the sky people, she joins her brother's family in seeking sanctuary among the metkayina clan.
with her not over the death of her mate and the olo'eyktan who seeks guidance after the loss of his beloved mate, find each other in their grief and sorrow, developing what they would never thought of feeling.. against traditions.
"it is not allowed and i am not to replace your mate."
"what my heart wants is something i can't explain but show you that it's real."
RATING : EXPLICIT
WARNINGS : HEAVY ANGST | GRIEF | FLUFF | SMUT | DEATH | SLOW BURN | ROMANCE | PREGNANCY? | LOSS OF A CHILD | DEPRESSION | MENTIONS OF COLONIZATION
CHAPTER INDEX
PROLOGUE
1. A CHOICE, A NEW BEGINNING
2. ???
3. ???
＿＿＿BONUS＿＿＿
???
TAGLIST
@vivangothic @im-in-a-pansexual-panik @hrlzy @drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed @grimistangel @zoetrope1997
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It has been 3 weeks after watching Black Panther: Wakanda Forever and that scene... THAT SCENE y’allllll it still stuck and kept replaying at the back of my mind whenever I listen to Con La Brisa..... before y’all come shittin’ on me, here me out, it’s not everyday a king of an underwater empire shows you his hidden empire when they just met likeee...who knew the antagonist can be such a romantic at heart if their situation were to be put upon different context, i.e: no conflict or such. Then he proceeds to kill the her mom and shit just escalates to hell and ruins the vibe. But thank god it didn’t happen though, or else it’d be very odd.
Brb lemme just replace Shuri’s position with myself.. lol
YO AGUA PAPI PLEASE WHISK ME AWAY TO TALOKAN AND LET ME BE YOUR QUEEN!!! I’D DO ANYTHING YOU SAYYY
#namor fanfiction#namor of talokan#namor the sub mariner#namor smut#namor x y/n#namor x original character#namor x reader#namor x oc#namor x poc!reader#namor#talokan#wakanda#wakanda forever#black panther#queen of wakanda#king of wakanda#black panther: wakanda forever#queen of talokan#k'uk'ulkan#k'uk'ulkan x reader#fish daddy#agua papi#marvel#mcu imagine#mcu#marvel cinematic universe#damn he fine#damnheshot#tenoch huerta#tenoch x reader
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Dancing in the rain [part 1]
Ship: Collei x Freminet (Fremillei)
Modern Au
Word Count: 718 words (thanks Kulazu)
Songs I would recommend to listen to:
And this one:
Both songs work, but I mainly listened to "Would you be so kind", so I hope you will like this^^
(And I actually have a few ideas surrounding rain, which is why I called this the first part, when it's a completeted shortstory)
Anyway: Have fun^^
The rain was splashing against the windows and ran down from the rooftops, turning the streets into small streams. The clouds hung gray and wet over the city, crying their tears out with no sign of stopping. Many people were walking around with umbrellas, quickly trying to get home, out of the rain, back into the warmth of shops, restaurants or their homes.
Two teenagers just got out of the youth centre, a girl with green curly hair, bronze skin and purple eyes, gazed curiously into to the rain, while her companion, a pale skinned, freckled boy, blonde chinlength hair bound into a ponytail with a few wisps of hair framing his face and hiding the left eye, was more worried. He nervously looked around as they did not possess an umbrella like most people on the streets. They just had left from a DND session with other people their age and hadn’t paid attention to the weather at all.
”I’m sorry Collei”, the boy mumbled, “I should’ve brought an umbrella-”
”No, don’t apologize Freminet!”, Collei spoke firmly, then smiled softly, ”It’s only a little rain.”
Her smile turned mischievous and gave the stunned boy her totebag with the words “Would you be so kind?” as she was running into the rain. Laughing she raised her face towards the sky and in seconds all of her hair and clothes were wet from the rain. She extended her arms to the sides and turning around herself in a dance, to a melodie only she could hear. People watching her, must think she was crazy, because in this big and gray city, rain was feared, it was a danger and a factor people couldn’t go after their work or research. But they forgot how everything they did depend on the life-giving abilities of water, how water and earth and sky were the reasons they were still alive, the reason SHE was still alive. Living was beautiful and she was life herself in his eyes. She thrived like plants in a garden during rain after a long time of dry period. The blue eyes of the boy could only watch her and adore every part of her livelyness. If love was part of the nature of all living beings, he hadn’t lived before he met her. She raised her hands above her head, moving them carefullly around herself and her body just like Nilou had teached her. Her movement flowed like water inbetween the falling drops, they were strong like the trees in the forests like she couldn't be up until now. She did a small pirouette until she faced her lover once again with a wide smile. How could someone be as strong as her? He took a few steps into the rain, the cold water running down his neck making him froze inmid his movement, but his light was already by his side and took his hands swang them back and forth, making him join her little dance. A smile tucked on the corners of his mouth and he felt a warmth running through his stomach, making him forget all about the cold rain. He pulled her hand gentle up and let her swirl around herself. With every laugh his smile deepend and his feeling in his stomach grew and it reminded him of how much he loved her.
As she was life to him, he was the peace to her. She fought for so long, feeling safe was a rare feeling among people, but it was her constant state around him. How he held her and listened to her and read her feelings. Maybe she would’ve regretted going into the rain, if he didn’t join. She may be strong, but with him her strength was stable and no longer a question of how long it would take until her thoughts would destroy it. Their hands and fingers begann to firmly entangled with each other, neither of them wanting to let go, the purple of crystals meeting the blue from beryl conches.
They onced asked, if they would mind if they fell in love. They did at first, but with each other, it suddenly was a wish they both had, a question, they both had: Would he mind being around me? Would she mind my baggage? Would they mind holding hands? Would they mind, if they kissed? Would they mind being in love with each other?
Softly their lips meet as the rain became softer and the clouds opened up for the sunbeams. Sun shone through the rain and made it seem like there was a rainbow over their heads.
Actually, they didn’t mind, no matter what weather was storming around them.
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this interview of foudeqush saying ludwig göransson asked her to write con la brisa as if she was describing the sun to someone who had never seen it (time stamp 08:25 — sub "él me dijo escribe una canción como si tu quisieras explicarle a la alguien que nunca ha visto el sol como es el sol") gives so much more depth to the song than i initially thought (and i had a lot of thoughts lmao)!
when she sings:
it has the intensity of your eyes
it burns more than fire and it reflects on broken glass
and
amongst the shadows, my love, you are the brightest sparkle
how beautiful, how beautiful
that's why, my love, you remind me so much of it
the "it" she's talking about is the sun! the "you" are the talokanil!* and that just adds so much more gravity to k'uk'ulkan bringing the sun to his people in the depths of the ocean 🥹
despite the horrors he encountered on the surface the day he buried his mother, the beauty of the sun and the sky is still seared in his mind. it breaks his heart further that he cannot share it with his people, but he is a god, is he not? he will create a sun for his people, a promise, a hope, that one day they might — without fear — behold the sky with their own eyes, feel the breeze kiss their skin, no matter if he has to burn the world for it.
he pledges just as much in the following lines:
i will give my whole life
to get you out of the gloom
i will break with your penitence
in this world that's falling apart
give me a little bit more time
'cause my last breath i will give
to show you the entire sky
in the clouds, with you, i will [lie] down
and
i promise one day you will open your eyes
and you will appreciate the reddest tones the sky has to offer
and perhaps, to the talokanil, the afterlife is not the underworld — after all, are they not already living in it? — but in the sky, in the wind, in the breeze. their battle cry "líik'ik, talokan!" ("rise, talokan!") — when their whole lives have been spent in the depths, being pushed further and further into the dark and the cold by the threat of discovery by the surface world — thus ironically takes on a heavier meaning.
and we blend in with the breeze
and we sail with the wind
the mentions of the breeze and the wind in the song may also be in reference to zamá (aka tulúm, the ancestral lands of fen's people) being home to the temples of the god of the wind (el templo del dios del viento) and the diving god (el templo del dios descendente) — both associated with kukulcán.
bonus!
this excerpt from miller (1974) gives us a glimpse into the worldbuilding that went into talokan:
"the incredible green blue color of the sea off the east coast symbolized rebirth" — the talokanil "died" and were reborn, one physical manifestation of this being their blue skin.
"representations of umbilical cords attached to newborn figures are prominant (sic) at tulum"; "the diving god shown prominantly (sic) in the inner building if structure 25 is also shown associated with the cosmic umbilical cord" — the film does focus quite a bit on the umbilical cord during the birth of k'uk'ulkan (the diving god).
"round structures are associated with kukulcan" — and what else is round? 😉 (the sun. i mean the sun. also, as far as i can tell based on repeatedly pausing the con la brisa movie clip, talokan appears to be built like a hollow globe, with the talokan sun rising from the bottom center point.)
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* i'm using the official english translation for accessibility and bc the original spanish is more vague about the "it" and uses the singular "tú" for "you" and its associated conjugations ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
#black panther: wakanda forever#bpwf#con la brisa#mcu talokan#mcu namor#mcu k'uk'ulkan#the whole interview with foudeqush is in spanish my rudimentary spanish comprehension was fighting for its life#google translate had to step in lmao#the depths to this song. the LAYERS#i don't fault anyone for their romantic reading of it though the ambiguity was likely on purpose#anyway. once again talokan is living rent-free in my brain#btw i'm taking miller w a grain of salt bc this was written in 1974#but it fits so well 💀 might as well take away my bachelor's degree now!!#lemme know if the links don't work#long post#calemonsito notes#namor#foudeqush#ludwig göransson
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[BPWF SPOILERS]
I’m planning to watch Black Panther: Wakanda Forever again next week for my scientific research so I’ll be listing my favourite moments during my first viewing:-
- Chadwick’s heartfelt opening scene
- Shuri’s attempt on recreating the Heart-Shaped Herb
- QUEEN RAMONDA SPEECH IN THE UNITED NATIONS WITH HER SHOULDERS OUT AND MY PU**Y OUT
- Outreach centre scene
- Goosebumps from the siren calling by the talokanians
- Namor’s first appearance
- Riri williams being a genius cutie and being appreciated by Princess Shuri and immediate calculation in destroying the drone
- Chase scene
- WHALE RIDING
- Okoye’s solo fight scene with all her will power with no backup and protection, we stan a queen
- OKOYE’S ARMS
- Talokan City with Con La Brisa Playing
- Namor
- Namor’s guerrilla attack on Wakanda
- NAMOR’S FLIGHT SCENE OOF THE WAY HE SWIFTS UPWARDS
- Namor’s and Shuri’s rage after losing their loved ones
- M’baku being a M’baku (+ good advices)
- Shuri and Riri’s laboratory scene
- GURL IRONHEART???? LUV
- Overall, there wasn’t any moment where i felt it was unnecessary to be put in and cringy taglines, everything was poetic 🤍
#black panther#black panther wakanda forever#black panther 2#shuri#princess shuri#riri#riri williams#letitia wright#dominique thorne#namor#tenoch huerta#mbaku#winston duke#queen ramonda#angela bassett#ryan coogler
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I know you say you feel like you struggle with this too, but do you have any advice for remembering prepositions? I know it's a lot of memorizing, but are there any sort of patterns, or like little hints to guessing what preposition a phrase or verb might take. If you have any sort of guide on this already written pls let me know and I can try to find it lol.
Spanish Verbs with Prepositions - Lawless Spanish Grammar
This is my go-to for understanding the prepositions because it has such a comprehensive list. And from there I usually research a bit more to see what they look like when you use them.
In other words, something like alegrarse takes de... but if you use it with a noun: me alegro de eso "I'm glad about that"; if you use it with a verb you need a que.... me alegro de que estés aquí "I'm glad that you're here"
The prepositional verbs always throw me off because a lot of the time the prepositions in English are different from Spanish like "dreaming of" while Spanish uses con "with"
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Unfortunately there's not really a lot of clues, it's just things you start to learn. Most of the time it's with verbs you come across a lot:
preguntar por = to ask about / to ask after [someone]
disculparse por = to apologize for
preocuparse por = to worry about
pensar en = to think of
acordarse de = to remember
enamorarse (de alguien) = to fall in love (with someone)
soñar con = to dream of/about
acostumbrarse a = to get used to / to get accustomed to
And then some weird ones usually with a
ir + a + hacer algo = going to do something
volver (a hacer algo) = to do something (again)
asistir a (un lugar) = to attend/to go to a place
jugar (a un juego) = to play a game
The other important ones to know are the ones related to the senses:
saber = to know [things/facts]
saber a = to taste like
saber a piña = to taste like pineapple
saber a jamón = to taste like ham
saber a cereza = to taste like cherry
saber a ceniza = to taste like ash
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oler* = to smell
oler a = to smell like
oler a humo = to smell like smoke
oler a rosas = to smell like roses
oler a ajo = to smell like garlic
oler a brisa marina = to smell like sea breeze
saber tends to throw people off a lot because they know saber as "to know" and then saber as taste - "savor" or "flavor" [sabor] throws them off a lot because it's so different
*oler is an O=>UE verb but it's a bit weird because it needs an H in front; oler is a very odd verb that way but it's done to preserve the verb... so as an example:
El perfume huele a azahar. = The perfume smells like orange blossom.
La colonia huele a sándalo. = The cologne smells like sandalwood.
La vela huele a tarta de manzana con canela. = The candle smells like apple pie with cinnamon.
#Spanish#language#languages#la gramatica#prepositions#learn spanish#learning spanish#asks#preposiciones
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Correct me if I'm wrong, but I found Shuri's journey in BPWF in a way, mirrors her brother's and that includes the motive usage of music. Like for example, the seemingly most popular songs came out of BP would be Pray For Me (associated w T'Challa) and All The Stars (associated w T'Challa/Nakia as their romantic song)
Whereas I could only assume in BPWF, Interlude/Alone are associated with Shuri and definitely Con La Brisa belongs to Shuri AND Namor...as their romantic piece...
This movie is not as subtle as people think it is with the romance subplot 😭
I've been thinking about this a lot. The parallels between them are strikingly familiar.
They both take up the mantle in a concrete sense after a parent passes.
They try to make amends for the mistakes that was committed by their kin before them.
They vouch for peace
Even the way they lose their parents, king dies in UN bombing, queen dies in the throne room bombing
Even their romantic interests. Nakiya is stubborn and a spy. But she compliments Tchalla's soft noble demeanor well. In the same way, Namor just is the perfect fit for Shuri. He's not too noble, much like Shuri herself but they both love unconditionally and desire a mental connection.
Con la brisa is THE song, along with the visuals? Omg. The love is there. Now give it to us 😤
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my top albums (and songs) of 2022
(with some links to my fav performances 😆)
1. le sserafim - antifragile | the live performances are so damn good! | antifragile, impurities, good parts
2. sabrina carpenter - emails i can’t send | i love when i can just depend on an artist to always put out good albums | nonsense, tornado warnings, bad for business, already over, emails i can’t send, because I liked a boy
3. 4*town - turning red ost | this boy group is everything | nobody like u
4. red velvet - birthday | a hit after some misses | bye bye, on a ride
5. sza - sos | it just came out but idc | nobody gets me, f2f, conceited, shirt, gone girl, kill bill, smoking on my ex pack, good days, blind
6. beyoncé - renaissance | hey, look at us! who would’ve thought? not me! now if only we could get the visuals... | church girl, america has a problem, alien superstar, cozy, plastic off the sofa, virgo’s groove, energy
7. taylor swift - midnights | here i am again riding for one of blondies albums | lavender haze, paris, sweet nothing, glitch, bigger than the whole sky
8. rm - indigo | it feels like the last archive of my 20s too... damn | closer, wildflower, yun, still life, change pt.2, lonely
9. flo - the lead | i have loved seeing their rise this year | cardboard box, immature, summertime
10. nayeon - im nayeon | my girl! | love countdown, candyfloss, no problem, pop!, sunset
11. summer walker - still over it | it came out in 2021, i know, but i really wasn’t vibing until 2022 | circus, bitter, insane, no love, 4th baby mama,
12. new jeans - new jeans | i got my braids and i’ve been flipping my hair like they do in attention all the time haha | hype boy, hurt, attention
13. jhope - jack in the box | this is so him... and i saw it performed live?! | arson, safety zone, more, what if
14. encanto ost | i was so scared this would get on my spotify wrapped lolll | what else can i do?, we don’t talk about bruno, surface pressure
15. harry styles - harry’s house | no one is more disappointed than me, but he did something here | satellite, daydreaming, keep driving, late night talking, daylight
16. euphoria ost | shut up i know... and when s3 comes out i will be back playing the songs everyday | all for us, still don’t know my name, formula, nate growing up, forever, i’m tired, elliot’s song
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other songs i was obsessed with:
black panther: wakanda forever - con la brisa (foudequesh), alone (burna boy) interlude (stormzy), no woman no cry (tems) | bts - run bts, yet to come, left and right (jungkook and charlie puth), stay alive (jungkook), the astronaut (jin), bad decisions, dreamers (jungkook) | chlöe - treat me, surprise | fka twigs - jealousy (feat. rema), oh my love, tears in the club (feat. the weeknd), papi bones (feat. shygirl) | glorilla - tomorrow (with cardi b) | gracie abrams - block me out, better | ice spice - bikini bottom | ive - love dive, after like | jessie ware - free yourself | latto - it’s givin, sunshine, big energy, wheelie (feat. 21 savage), like a thug (feat. lil durk) | loona - pale blue dot | kelsea ballerini - heartfirst | marren morris - circles around this town, background music | megan thee stallion - budget (feat. latto), not nice, her, plan b, sweetest pie (with dua lipa) | muni long - hrs & hrs | omar apollo - want u around (feat. ruel), hijo de su madre, tamagotchi, archetype, hey boy (feat. kali uchis) | paramore - this is why | red velvet - bamboleo, beg for me | stayc - run2u, same same | suki waterhouse - moves, good looking | taeyeon - some nights, sirens, invu, weekend, timeless | twice - talk that talk, brave
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. . . 💌 : NEW MESSAGE FROM SOULNTES!
Hello!I came on here to let you know I'm back. After a few weeks of grieving and trying to compose myself after the loss of my sweet baby girl dog grace, I'm back to write my fics and finish them.
Thank you for the wonderful messages during my time of mourning and your patience that I am thankful for.
I just wanted to know which fic you'd want to have updates on other than the miles and ingyen one since it's going to be my main priority in finishing and putting as much love into it.
you can go check out the description on my lists and see which fics you'd like on update on and I'll do my best to update it as soon as I can.
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We Want War
Pairing: Namor x Shuri
Summary: She never wanted war, but her hand was forced by one of the people she had helped in the past. He spat in her face, and now Namor will show his country the combined might of Talokan and Wakanda.
Word count: 1,419
Warnings: None.
“Y nos colamos con la brisa, Y navegamos con el viento…” Shuri sings in a mumbled tone as she holds Chaac close in her arms.
Her son is named after the god that gave new life to the people of Talokan; it was her tribute to the god for bringing her husband into her life along blessing her with a healthy child when he could’ve easily left her barren.
“Tiene la intensidad de tus ojos, Quema màs que el fuego y se refleja en vidrios rotos…” she continues to mumble in song as she combs her fingers through his hair as he sleeps peacefully on her shoulder.
The Americans had tried to invade Wakanda that morning while she and Chaac were visiting her Mother.
The attack had come swiftly and without warning, and it had scared Shuri as she headed to the only safe place there had been in her lab, locking Chaac and the rest of the scientists inside as she sent out a “Call to Arms” signal to Namor.
He’d get the signal within seconds as she activated her Black Panther armor just as a few American troops burst into her lab and started shooting.
Dispatching them was laughably easy as Namor had insisted that she continue training after her pregnancy for reasons such as this.
She’d need to protect their son when he wasn’t there to do it, and the Black Panther could never afford to be out of practice.
She knew he’d been right then, and she knew he was right now as she started running out of the labs as Griot constantly fed her reports of what was happening throughout the Golden City.
The casualties were piling up as the Americans continued their invasion ranging from the River and Border Tribes to Jabari as well (they must’ve believed no one would live high in the mountains, but M’Baku would prove them wrong.)
She must’ve taken down ten to twelve soldiers before the signal Namor was to give that he had arrived in Wakanda rang through letting her know that her husband and his forces had joined the fight against the Americans.
But, what had shocked her the most that day, was seeing Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes fighting against the Dora Milaje rather than against the Americans that were invading them so Shuri decided to take him on personally after he’d knocked out the warrior he had been fighting.
“Barnes!” she’d screamed at the man gaining his attention.
His sadness was shown in his eyes, but not his posture as he looked at Shuri.
Dematerializing her helm, she looked at him in anger and confusion, “What are you doing?”
“I’m sorry, Shuri, but I have to for the sake of my country,” he said in an apologetic tone of voice.
“For the sake of your country, you’re going to start a war with mine? Do you seriously not know what you have caused?”
“I’m doing what I must so my country can protect itself against foreign threats!”
“Hah! Foreign threats! Foreign threats like you’re presenting yourself now!”
“I’m just following orders” Bucky grits out knowing that he seriously has no legs to stand on in their fight.
“So you’re supposed to be the Winter Soldier that my Queen told me about. The white man that she helped make better, I’m seriously disappointed” came Namor’s voice from behind Bucky.
Namor had come at the right time then as she sensed Bucky was just stalling for time in hopes that one of his teammates would come to help him, but none would as they were preoccupied with the Midnight Angels, Dora Milaje, and the Talokanil.
“Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes, let me introduce my King and husband Kukulkan, but you’ll know him simply as Namor, the man without love” Shuri introduces as Bucky turns to look at the man behind him.
Namor had pulled out all of the stops this time. He wore his armor, headdress, and the addition of his spear made him look like a formidable opponent that the Sergeant shouldn’t want to mess with but, stuck between two superpowered individuals with no backup coming, he had no choice but to fight his way out from between them and hope he could escape.
Sergeant Barnes hadn’t made it out from between the Black Panther and the Feathered Serpent God. He’d been knocked unconscious and put into a temporary holding cell until the time Shuri or Namor could come and get him out.
Namor had pulled her into a rather passionate kiss that had left her blood boiling in need for him, but both knew they’d be able to sate their battle hunger if or when Wakanda was rid of the Americans that were invading their shared country.
Two hours had passed before all of the Americans and the Thunderbolts team had been rounded up and, in the wake of the American's attack, Shuri had had to turn from Black Panther to Queen of both Wakanda and Talokan as her Mother was in Medical currently being treated for wounds she’d sustained while trying to protect the Elders that she’d been in a meeting with when they’d attacked.
Shuri paced back and forth in front of all the men and women that had chosen or had followed orders to fight in Wakanda while, at her back, Okoye, Aneka, M’Baku, Namor, and a combination of Dora Milaje, Jabari, and Talokanil stood waiting for what she’d do and say.
Shaking her head, she stopped her pacing and began by saying, “I never wanted war. I found it detestable and despicable that people in advanced enough countries would go against one another just to see who had the bigger stick; who had more power. War was for greedy warmongering people that couldn’t understand that people were made different for a reason and that they should respect those reasons. The fact that the United States of America is so desperate for vibranium they’d be willing to go to war with Birnan Zana is disgusting and a calculated miscalculation on their part as they didn’t send their strongest members. I thought war would stay outside of Wakanda but now? Now, I feel like I have no choice but to go to war. I have to subject my people to war all because of the greed and envy of others.”
“You don’t…” Bucky started saying, but Shuri quickly shouted at him to be silent.
“Whatever allies you think you had with Wakanda, Sergeant Barnes, turned their backs on you the second you came inside Wakanda’s borders with plans to burn it to the ground!”
Namor takes a few steps forward while Shuri takes a few steps back until they are both aligned shoulder to shoulder.
“What are your orders, my Queen?” he asks her, looking at her already knowing what she’ll say but wanting everyone else to hear it.
“The US wants war over a resource that isn’t theirs. Show them the combined might of Wakanda and Talokan.”
Namor, turning towards the gathered warriors and raising his spear, shouts in Mayan, “Rise Talokan!”
The gathered blue warriors answered with “Rise Talokan!” back at him with their spears of pure vibranium held high.
It was M’Baku that did Wakandas war cry, “Yibambe!”
The answering, “Yibambe!” from the Wakandan warriors hyped them all up for the coming months and years they could all spend fighting.
It would be a bloodbath as the first men and women were slaughtered in the name of war.
Not even the White Wolf was spared his fate.
The shark grin that had spread across Namor’s face that day told Shuri that she’d finally permitted him to go to war with any surface-dweller that dared to side with the US in their war against Wakanda and Talokan.
The UN had quickly retracted any support it’d have given the US as they’d been given just a small taste of the power Namor held in the palm of his hands.
Heroes from every country came out to try and battle against Namor as he spread his way into the plains of Midwest America, and, with every new power that came against him and his forces, Shuri gave him a way to battle against them until none were left but the Mystic Arts users who Namor respected too much to destroy; he saw them as the Mystics they were training to be rather than the enemies they were trying to portray.
“Entre las sombras, mi amor, tú eres el mayor destello, Qué bello, qué bello…”
#namor x shuri#shuri#namor#war#wakanda#talokan#namor of talokan#shuri of wakanda#kid fic#winter soldier#seaprincess#namuri#fanfic#con la brisa
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"Ya no me dejo convencer tan fácilmente, Seguramente hace 10 o 15 años , un perfume con aroma de chicle , una piel con textura de brisa, unos ojos con poquísimo miedo me habrán puesto contra las cuerdas.
Siempre tuve el corazon con pocos reflejos, pero con mucha sensibilidad. Ahora que no soy tan viejo, pero tengo sueños que ya no son posibles, preciso amores que son un poco mas complejos.
Ya no me enamoro de lo que me gusta, si no de lo que me sorprende, incluso de lo que me espanta.
Es que los gustos son recuerdos que decidimos repetir, y repetir no se lleva bien con mantenerse vivo. Mandarse la misma cagada es de giles, no de románticos.
Antes era todo azucar, y hoy prefiero una caricia con sabor a after eight , como escapándole a la sensación de placer absoluto a favor de la busqueda de un sentimiento mas honesto. Y si no hay miserias... Y si el blanco no está un poco sucio pues yo le desconfio , porqué el tiempo me hizo amante de las sutilezas mas obvias, la que le dan luz a lo imperfecto.
Y el el tiempo también me enseñó que hay chicles, con el aroma de un perfume "
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