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spideyzitos · 1 year
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🌊🔱 . . . Namor the submariner layouts for twitter!
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... and so Namor, the avenging son, faces the surface men of the world, in what promises to be mortal combat!
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bestwitchsam · 1 year
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natashowlet · 1 year
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Wakanda forever headers.
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imperiuswrecked · 2 years
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My name sake is now canon 😌
Maestro: World War M #4
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mirioisbestboi · 1 year
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namor theme
please like or reblog if using
4 icons from wakanda forever(200x200)
4 headers (640x360)
for @tjadakacollectiontion who requested some headers and icons in this color scheme
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oreosmilkshakes · 1 year
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Heavenly Promises
Summary: Witness the coming of a new era between Wakanda and Talokan with the matrimony between you and Namor.
Pairing: Namor/K’uk’ulkan x reader
Fandom: Marvel- Black Panther Wakanda Forever
Word Count: 1,227
Warning(s): Fluff, fluff and more fluff :D
A/N: I did a little research on what a Wakandan wedding is supposed to be like and I lifted a little inspiration from T’Challa and Ororo Munroe’s wedding in the comics. You can also see my terrible knowledge about royal stuff ;-;. Also, the language reader speaks is Xhosa. But here is the mini sequel (and final!) to Pulchritudinous Promise that everyone wanted! Enjoy and comments appreciated!   A/N 2: Should I put my header in my fics or nah? I feel it defeats the purpose of putting a pretty gif of the character tho...
To part 1: Pulchritudinous Promises
Taglist: NIL
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The cool breeze shook tall, green trees lightly. The sound of leaves rustling combined with waves crashing lightly against the sandy shores were music to [Name]’s ears. She slowly leaned back on the makeshift hammock, feet and back aching. She adjusted the low ends of her sun dress, heaving a tired sigh. A hammock wasn’t the best place to rest but it was the best she had for the moment. Before K’uk’ulkan would come and retrieve her. Nearby, Talokanil and Wakandan warriors stood guard, eyes sharp with weapons in hand, ready to attack any intruders that dared to get close.
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[Name]’s eyes glanced up to the tall palm trees shading her from the warm sun. She was thankful for it. Her dress was starting to cling to her damp skin. Her muscles eased, hands clasped together as she gave in. She allowed her mind to drift and it drifted far indeed. Her thoughts brought up past memories, specifically, her coming-together with Talokan’s King.
[Name]’s lips pursed, anxiety clouded her mind as she watched her maidens whizzing around the room, ensuring her wedding wear was ready. Shuri was finishing up on her cap, its colour a shade of black, gold and blue with a splash of emerald green, the material was soft vibranium. She could see herself in the mirror, donning her Black Panther suit. But it was different. It was decorated with emerald green, representing Talokan’s side. She had to admit, it was the perfect addition to her vibranium suit. A maiden brought over her necklace, jewels decorated each chain and a large gem in the middle that sat above her breasts.
A loud sigh left her lips and that took Shuri’s attention away from the cape and to her sister.
“Sister, what’s wrong?” The young princess smoothed out the fur on the cape before approaching the older woman. [Name] looked up at her sister, gloved hand touching the large, green Jade that sat on her chest. “Just nervous,” “Nervous? Why are you nervous, sister? This is a happy day, a day that will be remembered by our future predecessors,” Shuri pulled a chair, sitting beside [Name].
“I know, Shuri. But this wedding..I’m getting married, Shuri. There is so much I have thought about. Like, how often will I see you and Mother? Or will Wakanda be safe if I’m not around during the six months. Or..What if I can’t be the perfect wife to K’uk’ulkan?” She looked up at Shuri and the young princess had a sympathetic smile on her lips. Shuri took her sister’s hands, clutching it tightly.
“You love him, don’t you?” [Name] nodded slowly, biting her lower lip.
“And he loves you, sister. I know he does. I have seen the way he looks at you with each visit, sister and I know he loves you. You are the perfect woman for him and an amazing woman entirely. There is nothing to be nervous about and you don’t have to worry about Wakanda. I’m almost completing the Midnight Angels,” Shuri smiled brightly.
A knock came at the door and it squeaked open. “Princess [Name], Princess Shuri, the ceremony is about to begin,” A runner reminded. Shuri stood, grabbing the cape. The two maidens moved to pick up the long ends of the cape, moving with Shuri as she fastened the cape around her sister’s neck. [Name] had tears in her eyes, pulling her sister in for a hug as soon as she was done.
“Thank you…Shuri,”
Shuri let out a soft laugh, a growing lump in her throat as she felt hot tears pricked her own eyes.
“Now, let’s get this ceremony completed. I don’t know how long I must wear this dress,” She joked and [Name] laughed lightly.
[Name] could hear loud ceremonial music playing, interchanging between Wakandan and Talokanil. She could see K’uk’ulkan behind the eyes of her Black Panther helm. He was dressed gorgeously in his own ceremonial robes, which shared the colours of Wakanda. His wear was decorated with gold and jade jewels and almost instantly, her worries elevated. She could see Shuri beside Mother, who seemed to be holding back happy tears at the sight of her oldest daughter getting married. Her heart ached a little to see her mother’s tears but she knew it was for a joyful reason.
The ceremony went by like a blur, heavy drums played in the back with both Wakandan and Talokanil dancers moving to the beat. They didn’t need rings to showcase their marriage for their word and ritual was enough to bind both powerful beings together.
The helm retracted and slowly, [Name] looked up to face her new husband. She could hear faintly as the Elder Statesman announced, “Bast has blessed this couple! Pity anyone who would stand in the path of their happiness and their love. Now, let us celebrate this new merging between our two worlds!”
[Name] had both arms around K’uk’ulkan’s neck and the smile he wore on his lips was the biggest she had ever seen. She felt his strong hands snake around her waist, leaning in slowly.
“I am a very happy man, [Name]. My mother would have loved you,”
[Name] flushed darkly, lips pursed. “I know she would. I will love you to the stars beyond,” And the handsome smile that graced the King’s lips grew bigger.
“In yaakunech, in reina,” (I love you, my queen) K’uk’ulkan leaned down, slowly.
[Name] leaned up, lips barely brushing together. She could feel his warm breath fluttering her upper lip and felt her cheeks heat up.
“Ndiyakuthanda nam nkosi yam,” (I love you too, my king)
Their lips met in a deep kiss, surrounding cheers and music got louder but [Name] only focused on her husband and so did he.
K’uk’ulkan had done nothing but show her so much kindness and showered her with love and she did the same. She was welcomed with open arms into Talokan, the people took [Name] in as their new queen. When [Name] was crowned the new Queen of Wakanda, K’uk’ulkan became the royal consort, an honorary King. In her absence, her Mother would lead the kingdom, of course. The six-months agreement still stood but K’uk’ulkan had agreed to ease up that specific agreement.
Aside from that, [Name] could not ask for a better life. She had an island all for herself so she could live on land when she missed it. The island was protected by Wakandans and Talokanil warriors regularly while [Name] stayed in the little house, tending to herself while K’uk’ulkan was away for his own duties. But when he returned, they would always fill their house with love, the final touch to their marriage.
[Name] never stopped thanking Bast for this life she lived.
The sound of waves splashing hard against rocks pulled [Name] out of her trance. She turned her head, watching as K’uk’ulkan left the waters with his spear in hand. The woman smiled widely, carefully leaving her hammock to approach her husband. He leaned in, sharing a sweet kiss with his wife.
His hand moved to [Name]’s engorged belly, thumb caressing lovingly. [Name] clutched to K’uk’ulkan’s side as she leaned in to rest her forehead against his. He exhaled lightly, feeling a light kick to his palm.
“Welcome back, my king,”
“I have return, my queen, my princess,”
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Made a Namor header because of course I did.
Feel free to use!
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SaiyanPrincessSwanie - Reading List Week 122
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Welcome to Week 122
As always these will be listed in no particular order. None of these stories are mine. I’m just signal boosting them. Author is listed next to title. My goal is to signal boost writers and spread positivity in the community.  💜💜
Click HERE to see what I will or won’t read. This is very important.
Click HERE for past reading lists.
My Masterlist click HERE
Please make sure you are reading the warnings on every story. They range from dark to fluff. Do Not Read if you are under 18 years old. These stories are meant for adults only. You’re responsible for your own media consumption.
Page-break by @whimsicalrogers​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ & header by me
If you can, please reblog these lists so they can reach more people on Tumblr.
I love you 3000 💜 Missy
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Chrome & Leather - Chp 12 - (Steve x Reader, Billy x Reader) - @saiyanprincessswanie​
Deep into the ocean - (Namor x Reader) - @ironlady1993​
Sour holidays - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan​
DIRT ROAD HONEY - @mdemontespan1667​
You Were the One - Part 2 - (Court x Reader, Lloyd x Reader) - @georgiapeach30513​
His Inheritance - Part 3 - @jtargaryen18​
All the King's Men - Part 7 - Part 8 - (Bucky x Reader) - @nastybuckybarnes
Delicate Edges - Part 10 - (Bucky x Reader) - @wkemeup
Sunrise - Part 10 - Epilogue - (Bucky x Reader) - @wkemeup
Miss Velvet - Chp 12 - (Bucky x Reader) - @missvelvetsstuff
Leaving - @writercole
The third man (5) - I get what I want - (Stucky x Reader) - @holylulusworld
Chapter 4 - The White Room - (Steve x Reader) - @caffiend-queen
Gardening Games - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog
Me Before You - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog
Kinktober #5 - (Andy x Reader) - @christywantspizza
Cocktease - (Mr.Freezy x Reader) - @the-iceni-bitch
A Tragedy of Errors - (Frank x OC) - @hollybee8917
SECOND CHANCE - Chp 4 - (Andy x Reader) - @inlovewiththefictionalcharacters
Gray Sweats - (Curtis x Reader) - @sweater-daddiesdumbdork
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letitiaslabyrinth · 10 months
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GRIEF
warnings: grief, family death, angst
word count: 1175
A/N: this is exactly after Ramonda's death. Shuri never became black Panther and never fought Namor. no header for this one cause i really dont have the time lol. and ik i've been gone for a few days but my phone literally shut off on me and it still hasn't turned on so i gotta use my computer for now.
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After Ramonda's death, Shuri had distanced herself from the world. She didn't show up when Riri had tried to get her out of the palace with an invite to Chicago. She didn't celebrate her mother's birthday as its day got closer and closer, she didn't celebrate T'Chala's nor her father's. She stayed in her room all day. She barely ate, if she even did, and people around started to notice. 
Okoye and Aneka were the first two to try and help Shuri through her depression. They tried bringing her food and drinks but when they would come back, said food items would be the same way they left them. They tried bringing her games she could play but, again, she didn't use them. Their last attempt was to spend time with her, but that didn't work either. That was the first time in months that Okoye and Aneka had heard Shuri's voice and it was to tell them to get out. Of course they didn't give up at first but when Shuri started locking her door, they really didn't have a choice but to stay out.
The second person was Nakia. Trying to reach out and help Shuri was more difficult for her since she had moved back to Haiti to be with Toussaint. Shuri answered Nakia's call once to keep her from worrying but that didn't work seeing as how she didn't answer any more calls. Nakia ended up having to reach out to Okoye to check in Shuri but when they were both shut out, they gave up.
Shuri hears footsteps outside her room door before the person knocks. She doesn't answer them and they can't get in since her doors locked.
"Shuri?" 
Shuri sits up slowly. She breathes in deeply and unlocks the door. "Why're you here?" Her voice is low and raspy, surprising both of them. It had been a while since Shuri had actually said something out loud.
"I heard you weren't doing so good so I came to check on you," Riri says. She's worried. Shuri can see it all over her face and hear it in her voice but she doesn’t want to be a burden.
"I'm fine, Riri." 
Riri stays silent for a minute and looks at Shuri. She’s lost weight. A lot of weight. She's wearing sweatpants and a hoodie but you can tell by the way it hangs off her body.
"Let me help you." Riri holds out her hand. Shuri blinks before taking it, opening her door and letting Riri lead her into her bathroom. She sits Shuri down on the toilet seat while she starts the bath, making sure the water wasn’t too cold or too hot. "Do you want me to help you or should I leave?"
Shuri shakes her head. "Don't leave, please."
Riri nods and gets Shuri to stand up. "Put your hands up for me." She helps Shuri out of her hoodie and sweats and slowly sits her down into the water. 
Shuri holds her legs to her chest while Riri washes her back, neck, and sides. "Shuri, I need you to let go of yourself for me. I need to wash the rest of you." And she does. Riri washes her hair last before rinsing her body and helping her stand so she could be dried. She walks Shuri to her bedroom and sits her on the bed. "Anything specific you wanna wear?"
"Doesn't matter," Shuri says, her voice quiet.
After Shuri changes, Riri helps her to the living room and helps her sit down while she tries to make something for Shuri to eat. There wasn't much to choose from, seeing as how everything that was in the cabinets were either expired or close to it. Riri took out a box of Ziti Pasta and checked the fridge for any milk. She smelled it to make sure it wasn't spoiled and took it out.
"Shuri, I'm gonna make you pasta, alright? That sound good?" she doesn't get an answer back but she knows she was heard.
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Riri brings two plates to the coffee table in front of Shuri. The TV's on and much to Riri's surprise, Shuri's awake. 
"You think you'll be able to eat?"Riri hands Shuri her plate.
"Doesn't hurt to try." She shrugs and picks up her fork. She’s still tired but she tries her best to give Riri a friendly smile as a show of gratitude.
It had been a few weeks since Riri's first visit and things had been looking up for Shuri since she let herself be taken care of. There were days when Shuri would feel proud of herself for the amount of progress she's made but then there were times—days, sometimes even weeks, where something would trigger about her family and she'd go back to her depressive state of mind and the progress she and Riri had been proud of would be gone.
It was tough on Shuri to actually let herself heal. It took so much out of her not to break down whenever she left her apartment for a meeting with the council. At first whenever she went into the throne room, memories of what happened to her Mother and Riri would come crashing into her brain but with Riri by her side now to keep her level-headed, she stopped thinking about it when it came down to business. Of course she couldn’t just forget how her Mother died and how she couldn’t do anything but watch but she knew she had been in hiding for far too long and the last thing she wanted people to say about her is that she was weak.
Sometimes, Shuri would go days without sleeping and not even realize until Riri made it known to her. For Shuri the days blurred together. Sure, she saw when the sun rose and went down but that didn’t mean she would get tired. She would either spend her days in the lab or in her bedroom listening to music and rocking herself side to side in comfort. Shuri had tried her best to make sure she didn’t get trapped in her bed again. She knew how hard it was when everything first started and to have to go through all of that again wasn’t something she wanted. 
Shuri was 21 when her Mother died. She’s 24 now and she’s still making it one step at a time. She’s healthy, she’s in therapy and has been for the past few months since she realized that she hasn’t been making any mental progress since Riri started helping her. 
Shuri let M’Baku take the throne and become the black panther so she could focus on herself. She needed to heal fully. She knew that. She knew she couldn’t do that if her focus was on her country and fighting and everything else beside her peace of mind.
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scottsumrners · 1 year
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just saw someone who ships namor/shuri AND has 'slytherin' in their header. girl pick a struggle
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panels-of-interest · 3 years
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Captain America vs. The Daredevil.
[from Earth X (1999) #5]
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spideyzitos · 1 year
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౿  ׂ   ִ    Black Panther: Wakanda Forever    ִ    🖤    ⁀   ˳ ⊹
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2 0 2 2 / YIBAMBE! YIBAMBE!
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bestwitchsam · 1 year
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natashowlet · 1 year
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Wakanda forever headers.
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imperiuswrecked · 2 years
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I love the tiny sleeping Namor in your header image so much, I just wanted you to know that <3
Thank you Anon! I love it too
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existindo1800 · 3 years
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Não sinto tua falta.
Não sinto a falta do teu cheiro
de perfume importado
que exportou de mim.
Não sinto falta
do teu erre puxado,
nem do teu beijo
gosto-de-dente
que morde coração-envenenado.
Não sinto tua falta.
Não sinto.
Nem lembro de você.
Nem da tua respiração ofegante.
Não sinto falta.
Eu sinto ânsia.
Distância.
do teu signo-preto,
do teu silêncio-grito
Sinto ânsia.
E a provoco.
E enfio meus dez dedos
na garganta
pra ver se vomito teu ser
da minha alma.
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