#namor x original character

[usagii-bun]

𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐄𝐓𝐇 ( NAMOR X READER ) PT.4

in which you find a child floating in the water and you save them only for your acts of kindness to get misinterpreted by the father who is also the king of an underwater civilization.

PLEASE READ THIS FIRST : this is a story i am writing on wattpad but my wattpad version is more in detail, slightly different and has an oc ( alora ). It has 6 chapters thus far and still work in progress if you want you can check it out with the link below or use the linktree link in my bio to access wattpad but if you feel more comfortable with x reader I'll try and get all the chapters I have currently published over here in a few days

hiraeth ( namor ) wattpad | oc version!

PART 1 , PART 2 , PART 3 , PART 4

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IT WAS NOW EVENING, the sun dipping below the horizon kissing the ocean goodbye, the sky a purplish-orange color adorn with a few grey clouds as Huracan and you were still outside enjoying the last bits of the day before it was time to go back in.

You had came to term with the fact that Huracan staying with you was only going to be momentarily. You grew attached to the child due to the loneliness that you felt from staying by herself for months in isolation, away from others due to your health issues.

You wondered if Huracan was also lonely and just wanted some company but your mind now questioning if Huracan has a family, what if they are waiting for him? Worried about him and in search of him, thinking of the worst things that could have happened to him. This left you to ruminate over

your thoughts as your gaze fall on the sky, that is becoming darker and darker.

There was thunder clouds looming above you due to the hot weather you experienced today, the clouds were forming and becoming aggravated with each second that passed by— this alarming you as you walk back to the tidal pool to retrieve Huracan and putting a stop to your fleeting thoughts.

"C'mon, Hura. We need to get back in." You say, watching as the boy breaks through the surface of the water— eyes sparkling with life as he listens to you instantly, emerging from the pool only to latch onto your arm, his skin turning back into a shade of blue as you both walk home.

The rain came down. It suddenly came down heavy causing you to gasp in shock when the harsh rain pelted down onto you, you turn towards Huracan to notice that he had his eyes closed— enjoying the rain water that got soaked into his skin while you on the other hand felt a shiver tingling down your spine even though the air was warm.

Knowing that if you had to stay in the rain for way too long— you would definitely get sick but watching the boy enjoy the fresh water that falls onto him , you decided to wait a few minutes because seeing his face brighten up from just the simple feeling of rain water against his skin made you realize that the simple things in life is what makes living much better, it made you feel at ease with yourself.

A bright flash of purple and then a loud crackling noise followed by a hiss came from above you and Huracan shocks you at the loud noise and the thunderstorm that has finally brewed up, the rain became even heavier causing your heart to beat faster.

"Let's get back inside, we don't want to become fried fish today." You say, laughing at your lame excuse of a joke which Huracan didn't understand fully but he did understand that you wanted to go back inside from the way your body had stiffened slightly.

He was about to agree but then the sight of a shiny, shell that was a bit closer to the ocean water grabs his attention— he wanted to get that shell so that he could give it to you, forgetting that you wanted to go back in as he leaves your side, alarming you as he runs down the bank to go and retrieve the shell.

"Huracan!" You shout out alarmed, the rain pelting down heavily, the sky above you becoming dark— the only source of light now coming from the lighting that viciously flashed from above and the few outside lights from your house.

You slide down the steep slope to get to the boy only for your flip-flop to get stuck into something and in turn crashing into the youngster causing him to also fall and let out a small yelp.

"oh gosh, Hura! I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to!" You cried out, you moved to his side to see that you had slightly bruised his knee cap, crimson escaping from the bruise as guilt consumes you from being so unconscious and not watching where you walked.

Huracan didn't feel much pain from the small bruise, he was about to tell you it's okay but you tore a small part of your shirt to help stop the bleeding. A small amount of blood covered your finger tips when you wrapped the small piece of cloth around his tiny knee cap, tightening the cloth around it.

A throbbing feeling around your ankle became prominent as you gazes down at your leg, to find that you had slightly twisted your ankle due to your flip-flop getting stuck onto something— that being the whole reason you slipped.

A small cry leaves from your parted lips, the thunderstorm viciously going on above them as the rain fell down. Your body was drenched in rain water, making you shiver adding more to the pain you felt in your ankle.

"Y-Y/N!" the young child cried out grasping onto your shoulders, he gazed at you to find that tears were also trailing down your cheeks with the rain water, your hands covered in wet sea sand and dabs of blood.

This made tears to form in Huracan's eyes, he was now scared and worried about you, the person that took care of him like he was their own child— he didn't know what to do to help you, making him feel even more worried and scared as the thunder flashed and rumbled.

Your body that trembled suddenly went stiff, your blood running cold— you felt like you and Huracan were being watched.

You were right.

The sound of something fluttering, similar to the sound of a rattle snake mingled with the harsh noises of the rain, lightning and the waves that crashed close by.

The fluttering sound stops , it suddenly goes eeirely quite, Huracan's whimpers go silent and before you could comprehend whether you was just feeling paranoid —something grasped the collar of the shirt you wore and pulled you harshly away from Huracan, throwing you to the other side away from him.

You heard Huracan scream your name out, your body feeling extremly numb, the world around you spinning while terror sunk into every firbe of your being.

Your neck twists to the side to see what had thrown you so viciously away from Huracan, fear laminating in your eyes, your gaze being met with the tip of a sharp spear, your body flinching away from it in terror but it was now pressed against the side of your neck in a threatening manner to slice your head off clean.

The lightning struck again, giving you a better vision of what was being hostile towards you , your eyes widening when your gaze falls on a man— his entire being radiate regality from the way his body oozed confidence to the jewelry that was adorn upon him. His chest covered in some sort of metal that was beautiful crafted, the same type of metal also adorning his biceps and wrists.

She also noticed that he had pointed ears, adorn with jewels just like the rest of him.

You shakily raise your hands, to say you was no threat or harm but this act seemed to make the man even more infuriated when he spotted dabs of blood smeared on your finger tips and then seeing blood around the area where Huracan was.

"How dare you take my son away and harm him?"

Shit. Was the first thought that came to your mind, you was right, Huracan did have someone to go back to— your thoughts being cut short when the cold tip of the spear pressed even closer to your neck that you could feel the pressure tearing slightly into your skin.

Your words were stuck in your throat from fear, you couldn't formulate a response except for a shaky breath to escape past your lips, your body trembling from pain and fear.

Due to your lack of response that made the King even more agitated, his spear was about to press into the side of your neck but tiny hands wrapped around his arm, holding it in place before he could slash at you.

"Father, please don't!" the young child cried out in his own language, this alerting the king who turns towards his son— the furious look that had adorn his face moments ago was replaced by one that was filled with worry.

"Huracan, my child. Are you alright? Did it hurt you?" his voice venomous when he says the word it , you didn't understand what they were saying but from the side glare the man had passed to you, you knew he had said something about you.

"No! Do not bring harm to y/n, she had saved me! Please do not harm her, she didn't do anything wrong. If you want to punish someone, father— it should be me, I should have never left Talokan." The boy sobs out, hearing Huracan's broken voice made your chest hurt— your eyes squeezing shut to prevent any tears from escaping as everything around you started to spin, the world around you becoming blurry as all the pain you felt physically and emotionally became blunt.

Your vision being filled with black dots that became larger until your eyes closed completely, body slumping into the sand— the fear you felt along with the pain made you fall unconscious this grabbing Huracan's attention, the boy letting go of his father's arm to rush towards you.

A cry leaves past his parted lips, his hands reached out to hug your cold body against his.

"Look what you have done, father. You killed her!" The boy says inbetween sobs, you was far from dead but to Huracan seeing your still body, no warm smile on your face and your eyes that twinkled with care and affection was no longer there— you looked dead to him.

K'uk'ulkan looked down at you. His son held onto you so gently, the rain easing down — the thunderstorm slowly clearing up.

"Hura.. she's not dead." The king says while his inner voice says  'well not yet'. He didn't trust you, this human but the way his son held onto you like his own life depended on you— he could not just kill you after he found out you had saved his son.

"You have to help her then or else I'll hate you forever." Huracan suddenly spat out— eyes shining bright with anger and saddness, his words stung K'uk'ulkan , his heart aching at the words his son spewed at him. An expression of hurt forms on K'uk'ulkan's face, a soft sigh leaving past his lips.

He glances down at your unconscious form that laid on the sand, his son's words floating around in his mind. He bends down towards you, taking in your features— noticing your skin has gotten paler and your ankle was swelling.

He was not keen on helping you, a surface dweller, he had hate for these disparage creatures but seeing how his son has become attached to you, clinging. He couldn't just kill you.

With one last glance towards your unconscious body, he looks back towards the raging ocean as he signals for Namora to come to him. He turns away and looks down at his son, his heart softening when he sees the tears on his cheeks as he sighs lightly.

'I'm only doing this for you my child.'

PART 5

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[twilekass]

y'all make chicken scratch with Namor fanfics using Spanish, I know DAMN WELL in the past I've seen bitches make Loki fanfics using fucking all of Norse mythology and it's native tongue. In ajawo' and the Talokanil literally spoke Yucatec Maaya

The caucasian audacity of y'all culture-vultures I swear, sometimes gatekeeping is okay because we want our ancestors to be PROUD of us to defend what they died fighting for in my opinion.

POC writers and readers rise up. I must add as a Bruja and history nerd not every noble/royal of ancient Mexico was Heterosexual. There were literally twin gods of homosexuality (Xochipili and Xochiquetzal literally the god and goddess of prostitution and other aspects of life, the og WLW and MLM solidarity) there was I believe a space/sky deity that was a Muxe (genderfluid/bigender for religious purposes to honor the gods). I believe there's a even a tale of lady Micte the Aztec goddess of life and death falling in love with a female priestess.

Anyways you get the point. We must collectively remember that cisgender and Heteronormativitly was forced upon us by the invaders. Take a step back because honestly based on Namor’s geography and history, I'm 50% sure he has a harem I mean come on he's In ajawo' of Talokan.

REMINDER; Be respectful to Olmec, Izapa, Teotihuacan, Maya, Zapotec, Mixtec, Huastec, Purépecha, Totonac, Toltec, and Aztec when researching.

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[aliorsboxostuff]

Hey how are you doing. Hope you doing good and I just want to ask a question and that is have you seen black panther 2 and my next one was that if you write for namor.-🐸

A/N: 🐸!! Hi, I'm doing very well! I hope you are too! And yes, I HAVE seen Wakanda Forever and HOOOLY shit I love Namor so much. Tenoch Huerta the man YOU ARE !! anyhow yes I will write about Namor, but since I don't have any ideas for him yet, accept a headcanons if Namor fell in love with a Mutant!Readers that live near the beach (I'm thinking the beaches near Asia and Hawaii maybe) Enjoy Frog anon! <3

disc; this doesn't fit into any major MCU timeline but i like to think at some point Namor has grown attached to this mutant and has since become his bf (Before/after Wakanda Forever, up to you <3), Reader's ethnicity is not mentioned!

DEEP DIVE

NAMOR x MUTANT!M!READER

Tags: Namor x m!reader, mutant!reader, he/him pronouns for reader, nsfw, fluff and smut, headcanons, reader loves animals, (not me projecting) but reader has a pet shark, Namora mentioned, Talokan mentioned

You are Namor's mutant bf! Your abilities are being able to process oxygen in the water and to talk to aquatic mammals!

—

You have a shark friend named 'Lemon' that you usually swim with

Namor thinks Lemon doesn't like him but you know the shark is just looking out for you

You teach him tricks and give Lemons snacks while Namor watches

Lemon likes to tease Namor when he sees him looking at you with heart eyes

You've introduced modern technologies to him (Phones, internet, earbuds, etc.)

He likes listening to your music with the earphones on, says it's one of the only 'Human' things he likes

Definitely dances underwater with you when you bring your waterproof earbuds

Namor brings gifts at every meeting

You've collected over a dozen shell necklaces and bracelets, some with gems you've never seen before 

you've spent days swimming around the ocean with Namor, taking weeks off your vacation days just to be with him

He loves the look of your hair underwater 

you sign when you're talking with Namor underwater since you can't let out the oxygen in your lung

Namor holds you with the utmost care, despite assuring him you've done extensive training as a mutant, he's still hesitant to bring you into Talokan without a suit.

"Mi amor, I can't risk taking you there without you getting hurt," He says one night as you both hold each other on a rock, tides splashing below your feet. 

Talokan kids LOVES you. You play with them when you visit and they always surround you with so many questions about 'the world above'

You answer as you need, knowing Namor wouldn't want them to venture outside because of the curiosity, for their safety

you definitely talk shit about humans with Namora

One time you wore nail polish when you visited and Namora wanted to try them so bad, so she came with Namor the next time he visited the beach.

She didn't like the feel of it but she does like the color. Definitely will try to replicate it to withstand the deep Talokan darkness.

You've traveled a lot of distance underwater when you're on Namors back, visiting countries you've never imagined going to.

Namor loves the way your eyes shine when you visit a place you've always wanted to go, even if he could only look from the beaches to stay hidden.

He says humans wear "too much fabric," and their clothes are hindering their movements

You laughed, thinking about how he'd look in a three-piece suit, definitely annoyed with the collar and cuffs

You once wore a hoodie to the beach because it felt a little too cold to your liking and he short-circuited 

"I take back what I said about the clothes, or this one.. At least," 

Genuinely thought it looked so cute on you he couldn't get it out of his head for weeks

He once called two orcas just because you said you wanted to see them up close

Summoned a lot of other sea creatures just because you wanted to see them

Has been on a humpback whale for the fun of it 

Namor loves seeing you play with the animals, and talk to the mammals because you have the same fascinated shine in your eyes as he first saw you

Definitely brings you food items from underneath just so you two can have dinner

one of the only things he likes about the surface is the food, and you gladly cook them if it means a romantic dinner with Namor

Spending time cuddling by the shore every night 

NSFW HC's!

Loves leaving marks on your skin, as he does too

He'd take you slowly, with care and caution it made your head spin from arousal 

It took you months to convince him you can take harder, rougher, until he finally let go his restraints and saw stars

definitely holds your hand through it

pull his hair, hard, and he'll let out the loudest moan

leaves scratches and bite marks

aftercare ALL THE WAY 

okay maybe he's just used to the cuddling and kisses after but he's not used to you bringing a thermos with warm water and a washcloth to clean him and that kills him.

Loves subtle touches; rub his arms, hands entwined, neck kisses, you name it.

When you top he goes crazy when you're deep inside him and you press just enough on the spot below his belly, he once came from that alone

tries not to curse, fails 

Y'ALL HAVE UNDERWATER SEX IF YOU CAN'T FIND A SECLUDED SPOT ON THE BEACH

Requests are open <3

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[milkfromcats]

TW: 🔞

Namor x Mutant OC

Namor relaxed, his upper half leaning back against the wet, smooth rocks of the small personal pool within the cavern above Talokan.

Aza looked over her shoulder, back at the god who made himself comfortable in her presence. The sounds of water that echoed throughout the cavern created a harmonious bubble of tranquil seclusion. She took the quiet moment to drag her gaze across his form.

Muscles rippled as water slid from his warm skin. Droplets collected on his lashes and he wiped at them before running a hand back through his dark locks. She followed the rivulets of water travel down his abdomen, pooling slightly at his belly button and disappearing into the trail of hair along his navel. The tops of his thick thighs peaked above the waterline, reminding her of what they felt like when they pushed between her own.

As he worked a hand over the sore muscles of his shoulder, he caught her eyes, "You look as if you have something to say."

Aza crawled closer in the shallow cerulean water. "A lot on my mind, is all."

The god's brows lowered a fraction. "Something is wrong." A hardness overtook his features.

His worry was flattering, but not needed. Not now. "Why don't you let me take care of you for once?"

"I don't need you to take care of me, In yakunaj—" He tilted his head when she began to undo the straps of her top. "Oh."

Aza chuckled, "Stubborn man."

—

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[lemonmeringueprincess]

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

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[ironemrys]

Finders Keepers | Namor x Filipino!Reader

Summary: Namor x Filipino!Reader. That's it. That's the plot... kind of.

Word count: 5k

Warnings: Listen, this is for pure entertainment only. Don't take it too seriously- I sure didn't. I had fun writing this tbh. First ever Marvel fic I post on this website and it's this type of crap. Enjoy- or not. 

Italicized words are: 1.The Reader's/OC's thoughts and/or 2.Words that are supposed to be in a different language. P.S. I tried to use a Yucatec Mayan - English translator but decided against it last minute since I feared I would not do it any justice so I just opted to italicize when they're (Namor and the Talokanil) are using it to talk. Words in parenthesis are the translated Tagalog words. Sometimes they're loose translations because you can't just translate some terms from our language to English- let's just leave it at that. It's the thought that counts- I guess.

Also posted on AO3

It's not a good thing when you wake up in a strange place, surrounded by strange people. For our protagonist though, that's exactly what happened.

Where the fuck- 

Always a good start. As soon as she opened her eyes and blinked, trying to get rid of the haze in her mind, she looks around.

Someone speaks in a language foreign to her and she turns to the side before her eyes widen-

She stares. She sees the mouth of the person- person? Is it a person? Why were they colored blue? Who are they even? Where was she? Is she dreaming? Is she dead?

The person in front of her keeps talking but she can't understand a single thing. Besides, her brain cells weren't working at the moment. Everything seemed different, she can't seem to focus.

Finally, whoever it was that was failing miserably to get through to her stopped talking and left the room. That's when she noticed that she was sitting on a small cot, inside a tent? Maybe. She doesn't know. She's not sure.

She tries to remember the last thing her brain could before she woke up in this strange place.

She was on a vacation trip for the summer. She went to visit her late grandmother's hometown in the province of Siquijor. 

On the second day, she decided to take a boat and go over to Apo Island. It was a strangely cloudy day; a perfect time to go for a swim. She had snorkeling gear with her but no life vest. She didn't bother since she promised herself she wouldn't go that far. Besides, she's never drowned before. She can float if anything were to happen.

She was joyfully admiring the corals, the starfish, and the sea urchins. Fish of different kinds started to swim around and she followed them. Saying hi and hello, waving to the fishes as if they could understand her dumbass.

She kept following the school of fishes, unaware that she was getting farther and farther from the shore- that is until she sees a deep fucking abyss. 

"Ay puta!" Fuck! A garbled curse escapes from her lips as she raises her head from the water due to panic. The chasm was deep as all hell. It was dark and wide as if it would swallow her whole if she didn't swim away.

She tried to swim away. Emphasis on tried.

She lifted her body in an attempt to float and she would've. She would've been safe if not for the sudden cramp on her leg- the muscle twisted and it sent her body to a standstill.

Then darkness.

A voice spoke and cut her off her thoughts. She looked up in alarm and her eyes widened once again at the tall, handsome, yet weirdly looking guy in front of her.

He spoke again in a language she doesn't know. His brown eyes locked onto hers and it didn't seem like he was threatening her by the tone of his voice but his brows were furrowed and his lips were in a deep scowl. 

When she didn't answer, he called for someone outside of the tent. A woman and another man; taller and broader, entered. But again, for some unknown reason; they were both blue-skinned.

However, that aside, this is when the genius(?) protagonist noticed that one doesn't look like the others. His skin was tanned as opposed to the other two. He had pointy ears and a huge piercing on his nose. He was adorned in jewels and the other two were fully clothed while he was only in- 

Ay jusko lord. (Oh my god)

She averted her eyes and looked down at his feet only to notice the wings. She blinked once, twice, thrice- 

What the- 

She stared, again, her brain trying to process things but can't. Someone send help.

Teka. Nasan ba ko? The fuck. Sino tong mga to? Bat may pakpak ung paa niya, ano to cosplay? (Wait. Where am I? The fuck. Who are these people? Why does he have wings on his feet, is this cosplay?) 

"Ah- Ano-" Uhm- she starts to speak and the others turn to her. The woman then talks to her in a slightly commanding tone but it's still in a different language so she can't understand jack shit. 

When she still didn't answer, it was obvious that her host, or whoever they were, was starting to get a little frustrated with her uncooperative state. 

She could hear them talking to each other in the foreign language again and when she finally had her wits about her, she raised her hand.

"Uhm- Excuse me-" 

The three strangers stopped and turned. The man with pointy ears walked over to her in wide strides that she unconsciously leaned on the wall as a defense mechanism.

"You speak English?" He then asks in a low, deep grumble.

She raised her brow at him, "Yes? Of course, I speak English, I've been colonized." Weird that she answered that way but it was already done, so whatever.

Her snap seemed to surprise those in the room but at this point, she was too confused to care.

She looked around once more, "Wait, so where the hell am I? And who are you?" She asked him. 

It took a few moments before she was answered by the pointy-eared man, "I have many names-" he started, "My people call me K'uk'ulkan."

Clearly, the name didn't register in her brain because she tilted her head in confusion. He moves closer, right in front of her face in an attempt to intimidate her but she could only register the handsomeness of his features which confused her a little. Here she was, in an unknown place, with unknown people and that's what she notices. 

"But my enemies call me Namor." He finishes and waits for her to react.

She scrunched up her nose, "Can I just call you Namor because that first name is so hard for me to say." 

This amused him, she thinks, since his lips curved upward a little. 

"Where am I?" She finally asks and Namor leans back slightly, 

"You are in my kingdom." He answers and it again prompts her to raise a brow,

"Apo Island has a kingdom?" She asked and this time it was him who looks at her incredulously. He wonders for a bit before leaning down again near her face and she backs away.

"Child, where do you think you are right now?"

Di ba kasasabi niya lang na nasa lugar niya daw kami, labo naman neto. (Didn't he just say we were in his kingdom? He's confusing.)

"You said we were in your kingdom. I'm pretty sure-" 

"The location, child." He insists and she thinks for a bit, wondering what he could gain from knowing the answer.

"Apo Island, Philippines." 

There was silence. The man and woman behind Namor looked at each other and this didn't go amiss by her. They looked more puzzled than she was.

"What?" She asked, a sudden panic started to rise in her chest for some reason.

"You're in my kingdom. In the Atlantic Ocean." 

"Ha?" She gave him a look that says 'are you fucking kidding me?' but then her expression changed.

From giving them an incredulous look to showing them a tired one, she sighs.

"What?" Namor questions and takes a step back when she suddenly stands up.

"Ha? Hatdog." 

The three strangers looked at each other and she rolled her eyes, "I get it. This is a prank, right? Who are you really? Ano to, skit?" (Is this a skit?) 

"Kala niyo ba maiisahan niyo ko? Asa ka boy. Kaya pala naka-cosplay ka ee." She adds and raises a brow.

(You think you can trick me? You wish, boy. No wonder you're in some kind of cosplay.)

"What are you talking about?" The other woman asked with a disapproving look, "And how dare you call him a boy-" 

"English, child." Namor cuts the other off and commands the stranger but she scoffs, rolling her eyes in the process. 

"English mo mukha mo. And anong child? Gago twenty-something na ko." (English your face. And what child? Asshole, I'm twenty-something already.)

Her voice was defiant as she suddenly glared at Namor. This surprised him a little so he wasn't able to answer her. Obviously, no one has ever addressed him in such a manner before.

She thought she had him, "So ano ka? Crossover ni King Triton at Legolas? Sali sana ako kung parang tourism eme to kaso lokal lang ako mamsir." (So what are you? A crossover of King Triton and Legolas? I would've joined if this was something for tourism but I'm local.)

She started walking towards the closed drapes of the tent and she saw out of the corner of her eye that the taller man and the woman were about to stop her but Namor raised his hand to stop them instead.

"Let her go. Let her see." 

As soon as she stepped foot out of the tent, her eyes went wide, "What. The. F-"

The place was unlike anything she's ever seen. It was beautiful but that was the least of her problems right now. Suddenly, an uncomfortable feeling set itself in her stomach. 

Shit nasan ba talaga ako? What if di to prank? Tangina, ano ko na-kidnap? Gago aanuhin nila ko, wala naman ako pera. Shit uso pa ba ung human trafficking- (Shit where am I, really? What if it's not a prank? Motherfucker, was I kidnapped? Fuck what are they gonna do, I don't have any money. Shit, is human trafficking still a thing?)

"You are not where you thought you are." Namor cut off her rambling in her head and she whirled around in alarm, looking at him with fear in her eyes.

Now it has registered in her brain that she's in so much deeper shit than she thought. She backed away from him instinctively- before she ran.

"Hey!" The taller man had yelled after her but before he could chase her down, the woman said with a smirk, "Let her. She has nowhere to go." 

Meanwhile, the lost and confused protagonist of this story, well- maybe, no one knows yet if she is a protagonist. But for now, let's say she is-

Anyway, she ran. To where? She has no clue. She just had to get away from the strangers. She looked around and realized she was in a cave.

"San na ung exit?!" (Where's the exit?!) She yelled and it echoed against the walls. She covers her mouth and crouches on instinct before peeking to the side, checking if she was being followed. When there were no signs of an attack, she breathed out in relief. She thinks she's safe- she's not.

"Okay. Okay." She breathed in, trying to calm herself down, "Kung nasa kweba ako, malamang sa bandang dulo dito ung exit."  (If I was in a cave, then the exit should be at the far end.) She said to herself as if she actually knew what she was doing. She doesn't.

She started to crabwalk to wherever the hell she thinks the exit should be. She thinks she's being quiet and clever. Again, she's not.

"Where the fuck is the exit?!" She whispers, annoyed. She got to the end of the cave but all she saw was a body of water, like a small pond. There was no exit.

What if?

Nasa loob ba ko ng secret beach? De, di secret beach, parang secret beach, ung kelangan mo lumusot para makadating sa kabilang side. (Am I inside a secret beach? No, not a secret beach, but like a secret beach, where you gotta swim under to get to the other side.) 

Her conclusion seemed to make sense to her but there was one problem: she's not a good swimmer. She's never drowned before, granted, but still, she's not a good swimmer.

"Okay." She said to herself, "Options-"

Counting down with her fingers, she started to think, "Option One: Lalangoy ako pailalim to escape." (Option One: I swim under to escape.) She looks at the 'pond', it looks deep as shit.

"Option Two: Pakamatay na lang tayo dito agad bes, kesa kung ano pa gawin nila sayo. Jusko lord I'd rather die talaga." (Option Two: Let me just kill myself here, rather than finding out what they'd do to me. Jesus Christ I'd literally rather die.)

She continues to talk with herself, "Baka naman di ganon kalalim? Mukha lang? Siguro? Pucha naman talaga, oo."  (Maybe it's not that deep. Only looks like it? Maybe? Fucking really.) She's panicking. And when she panics, bad things happen.

"Okay, try natin, baka naman-" (Okay, let's try, maybe-) She walked towards the pond, dipping her feet into the water to test the temperature. There was a voice in her head saying "Hoe don't do it." but she ignored it. She was panicking, her brain cells were gone.

She sinks into the pond quickly and opens her eyes. It was harder to see without the goggles but the water was surprisingly clear as soon as she dove in. She looks around and sees a light and this brings a bit of hope to her heart.

But, as mentioned, she's not a good swimmer. She's not good at holding her breath either. She was halfway through the cave, the light still a few ways away from her when she felt herself start to lose air.

Panic. Panic. Panic.

She tried to swim up but she hadn't realized that the deeper she went into the body of water, the cave closed in on her.

Panic. More panic. She's going to die.

Option Two then. She thinks to herself before she takes a huge gulp of water. She has accepted her fate. Death to the stranger. The end. Her eyes closed and she fell deeper into the water-

Until she wasn't.

She coughed out the water on solid ground. She was on all fours, trying to catch her breath when she felt a firm grip on her arm. She turned to see Namor, looking at her disapprovingly.

"You are foolish." He starts with a frown, "There is no escape from here for a surface-dweller like you without our help."

"What-" She coughs roughly, she still can't breathe properly. Her eyes widened when she realized what was happening- she was having an asthma attack.

She wheezed and clutched her chest before falling to her side. She could hear Namor talking- or yelling- she's not sure. Her eyes started to water. She's trying to catch her breath so desperately when she feels something cover her mouth.

Suddenly she can breathe a little easier.

"Breathe," She could finally register what Namor was saying. Her vision started to focus and when she calmed, she looked down at the device on her face.

She started to inspect it, turning it here and there suspiciously.

"An inhaler?" She asked, "Looks like one of those things you use with a nebulizer." 

Her asthmatic ass aside, her situation still hasn't improved. This reality settled again in her thoughts and she looked abruptly at Namor who was just watching- observing.

"Okay. Uh-" She started, standing up rather slowly. She was looking at him like he was some wild animal she had to be careful around.

Well, she's not wrong.

"Uhm okay, Namor," She swallows her fear, 

"SIR-" She continued with her hands raised in front of her chest, palm outward as if to calm him, to surrender to him.

"I don't know what you want from me. I'm nobody. If this is a kidnapping then I can assure you-" 

Namor raises a brow but before he could interrupt her, she continued on her tangent, "I have no money. I'm alone. I don't have anything and if you're planning on selling my body parts then-" 

"What-"

"I'm asthmatic. I have GERD- well, maybe, I don't know, I haven't had that checked yet." She stops to think, "I also have PCOS, I swear no one will buy me from you so-" 

"I have nothing to give you." She stops and it took a few minutes before-

"Follow me," Namor instructs and she tenses, backing away from him a little.

"Come here." He repeated, more commanding. But when he saw the panic in her eyes and the way she closed her hand in a tight fist, he changed his tone, "I will take you to where I found you, so follow me." 

"What do you mean: found me?" She asked, slowly and carefully walking closer to him. She was still wary of him but for now, she has no choice but to trust him.

Namor turned to her a little, "I found you in the water close to our border. I sensed a disturbance in the waves and when I went to look, you were there." He knew she didn't believe him since she again had that look on her face.

Of course, she replied, "That makes no sense." 

"Believe what you will. I'm taking you back." He continued to walk ahead and she followed timidly. They arrived in front of the tent once again. The two other strangers were still there, waiting for them. The woman was smirking while the taller man only looked at her suspiciously.

Namor then steps into the water, he was waist-deep before he turned to her, "Come." 

She hesitated, still. 

"I thought you wanted to go home?" He asked her, a playful grin on his lips.

"Yeah but- how do I know you're not gonna drown me once I get in there?" She crossed her arms in front of her chest and Namor laughing dryly caught her by surprise.

Teka. Ang cute nun ah. Hala. (Wait. That was cute. Oh no.)

"Trust me," His grin grows wider, "If I were to kill you, I wouldn't need the water." 

 She swallows and bites her lip at his words, her heart pounding for some strange reason. Maybe because he was cute when he smiled- oR MAYBE BECAUSE HE JUST FUCKING THREATENED TO KILL HER. 

She starts to weigh her options again but then, of course, not one of those was a perfect solution for an escape. And Namor said it himself, there was no way out of the cave without their help. So she sighs, might as well go with it. If she does die there- well- she hopes she doesn't but if she does- then she's dead. What else is there?

She walked over to the water and as soon as she was at the same water level as him, he pulled her closer to his chest, her face flushed when she braced herself against him, hands on his biceps.

Namor gives her the mouthpiece and she starts to feel her breathing slow down a little, her mind getting a bit fogged up with an unknown haze.

"Breathe." He commands and she follows. As soon as her breathing was steady, he drags her underwater.

"Eyes open, child." Was the next thing she heard him say. As soon as she did, she shielded them from the sun before looking around.

"Where-" She noticed they weren't near a beachfront like she expected. Instead, they were in the middle of fucking nowhere.

"Where I found you," Namor explains and she turns to him with another one of those disbelieving looks.

"What? No. That's-" She looks around again, "That's impossible. There's nothing here." She gestured to the open sea.

"Do you think I am lying?" Namor asks and she looks him in the eye. It unsettled her, even more, when she could see that he wasn't. He was telling the truth.

Pero what the fuck? (But what the fuck?)

"Where-" She swallows the lump in her throat, "Where are we?" 

Namor could tell that she was finally starting to believe him, "Near the borders of my kingdom." 

"And that would be where again?" 

"You surface-dwellers call this place the Atlantic Ocean." Surprisingly, he was patient with her despite her doubt and her use of foul language every now and then. 

"Why do you say that?" She suddenly asked and when he raised a brow, she clarified, "Why do you call me a surface-dweller?" 

Ah. Apparently, it still wasn't obvious to her that Namor and his people were different from her. Don't blame her though, some parts of her brain are working and some are not. Seriously though, whose brain would work properly after finding out you may or may not have been kidnapped by some weird-looking dudes?

"You don't live in the ocean, no?" Namor asked back, "How do you think I was able to carry you from the cave into the open sea without trouble? Without that mask?" 

She thought for a while. Namor could tell she was really racking up an idea in her brain with the way her brows furrowed and the way she scrunched up her nose. She was thinking- or at least she was trying to.

Finally, she gave up and shrugged, "I dunno. I just thought you were a good swimmer." 

Surprisingly, he chuckled. He was obviously amused. She was obviously stupid. 

"I am not like you." He then said, earning another raised brow from her, "What are you then?" 

"Think." He pointed at his forehead, in hopes that she would understand what he meant for her to do.

Thankfully, she did. She looked at him- really looked at him. She took note of his tanned skin, his deep brown eyes, his dark hair, and his jewelry. If that was all there is to him then she may have stuck with her first conclusion. Btu there were still the pointed ears- and she remembered seeing his winged feet. She also recalls the other two who had blue-colored skin. 

A dawning realization creeps up on her and as Namor watched her think, he could tell that she was starting to understand. She didn't. Not really. 

"So-" She starts, "You're- what?" She tried to think of a term but couldn't. Again, the brain was gone. There is one possibility she could think of but she thinks that the idea was too out there. There's a one-in-a-million chance that she'd be able to meet anyone from there.

So, no- it wasn't an option. It was too- unrealistic. 

But then another idea popoped in her head- not a good one though-

"Ah! Shokoy!" 

"Excuse me?" 

"Teka. Masyado kang gwapo para maging shokoy. But-" (Wait. You're too good-looking to be a shokoy. But-) She goes on a tangent once again, not bothering with Namor who was looking at her incredulously,

"You have the qualities, I mean- no, you don't- maybe?" She gestures to nothing, "Look, I don't know. You don't have fins and your ears are just pointy. You have winged feet instead of fins but then again, may paa nga ba pag shokoy?" (-but then again, do shokoy even have feet?)

"What did you call me?" Namor cuts her off her thinking, swimming closer to her a little and she finally looks up.

"A shokoy?" She asked back, "It's like a- hmmm- mer...man? Loosely." Unsure and a little confused, she wonders at the look he was giving her. 

"I am not a merman. I am a mutant." Namor was about to tell her the story of how he was born and how he became the ruler of the kingdom of Talokan. 

"Teka. Teka. Teka. Wait." She stopped him, waving her hands in front of his face, "You said, mutant. So- like- the X-Men?" 

"Who?" 

"X-Men. You know?" She asked and shrugged her shoulders. Not getting the reaction that she thought she would get from him, she continues, "Everybody knows the X-Men. They're new but apparently, they've been living among us for quite a while now. They're a new addition to the Avengers... kinda like a sub-group." She explained and when Namor still didn't show any sign of recognition, she tilted her head.

"You really have no idea who the X-Men are? They might be like you guys." 

Bat di niya alam? Eh kaka-join nga lang nung mga un sa Avengers. Na news pa nga un. Pero baka kase walang tv sa tubig. (Why doesn't he know? They just joined the Avengers. It was in the news. Maybe because there's no television underwater.)

"I do not care for the affairs of the surface-dwellers." Namor finally answered.

"Aray naman." (Ouch.) She replied and held her chest dramatically while she raised her other hand, "Surface-dweller here, sir." 

Namor grins unconsciously, "You are amusing."

Before she could say another word, Namor turned around and she sees that the woman from before was right behind him except she was wearing a different set of clothes and she had a huge headgear on.

They talk with each other in the language our protagonist can't understand. The words exchanged were said with a sense of urgency. She noticed the way Namor suddenly tensed- his back straightened and his biceps clenched. When he turned around to look at her, his brows were furrowed, his jaw set, and his nostrils were flared.

"What's going on?" She asked.

"Come, we must return to the cave." Namor grabs her by the arm without a second thought or any warning before they dove deep into the water.

She had no idea what was going on. The blue people, more of them, not just the first two who were with Namor, were scrambling around and they were carrying- 

"Are those spears?" She asked under her breath. She was just standing in the corner awkwardly. Looking here and there. 

As soon as they got back to the cave, Namor dove back into a much deeper pond. He was gone for minutes and she waited by the edge, not knowing what to do. The question of what the fuck is happening and how the fuck did she get there was still on her mind but when about a dozen of the foreign people emerged from the depths of the pond, she stepped to the side politely to make way for them- to whatever the hell they were going.

She looked at them and they stared back. They were probably wondering why someone like her was in there with them. It was obvious that she was a visitor. Well, maybe visitor is a loose term. 

Staring contest ito. Ang awkward. Ano ba gagawin ko dito? Pasok na lang kaya ako sa tent? (This is a staring contest. How awkward. What am I even doing here? Should I go back to the tent?) She thought to herself and started to crabwalk. 

Again, no idea why the crabwalk. That's just her weird ass choice.

"Stop." She heard someone say and she turned. One tall guy was approaching her in quick, long strides. It was a different one, someone she doesn't know by face.

"What?" She asked and took a step back since she was intimidated by the way this man was looking and walking toward her.

He speaks quickly- too quickly that it doesn't register in her brain. Not that it could, he was speaking in another language. He sounded commanding- he looked commanding. And when she didn't respond to him since she can't understand jack shit, he suddenly grabbed her by the arm-

"Oy! Tangina- get off!" (Fucker- get off!0 She yelled, surprised and frankly, a bit offended at how she was grabbed without warning. She tried to yank herself away from him, only to have the stranger laugh in a mocking tone.

Aba gago to a. (This asshole.)

"I said-" She gritted her teeth- FIGHT MODE ON.

"-GET. OFF!" She stomped her foot on his, making him let go of his iron grip, she doubled back and braced herself before kicking him in the nuts. He bent over in pain and shock. 

Never mess with a Filipina. 

She removed one of her aqua shoes and raised it over her head, "Nyeta ka. Makahablot, kala mo walang bukas. Who the hell are you?" (You fucker. Grabbing me like there's no tomorrow.)

The man glared at her and stood up, a threatening and dangerous look in his eyes, "Who do you think you are?!" He yelled angrily and was about to raise his hand but a firm grip on his shoulder stopped him.

They both turned and she sighed in relief when she saw Namor. They talked with each other, Namor sounding gentle yet with authority towards the other man. The stranger seemed to settle down before his eyes widened, making her wonder what else Namor had told him. 

The stranger looked at her and what he did next surprised and confused her even more. The man knelt on one knee right in front of her before muttering something in the other language, 

"Forgive me." 

She raised a brow but before she could even ask what the hell he was doing and why he was doing it and what he meant, Namor had taken her by the arm. He then spoke in a commanding tone over the people gathered by the cave.

She wondered what he was saying. It must've been important and it must be about her because they all looked at her with- she doesn't know what look they were giving her- maybe- acknowledgment? Could be.

Namor then turned to her, "There is something I have to attend to. You must stay here." He ordered,

"What? Where are you-"

"Stay. My people will look after you as I have instructed. I will return-" He calls her by a name in the language she's not familiar with and she tilts her head, not understanding shit. But again, before she could ask, he had turned on his heel and left with most of the people carrying spears out of the cave. 

Once they were all gone, she sighed, looking around at the remaining strangers with her. There were two men- who she assumed were left to guard her, and there were three younger women. 

Oh tapos. Ano na bes? Nga-nga. (So now what?)

One of the younger women then approached her and handed her some new clothes before gesturing for her to follow. She looked down at the garments and then back up at the stranger. With another heavy sigh, she thinks to herself-

May choice pa ba ko? (Do I have a choice?)

requested tagging: @deputy-videogamer @rokuhoku @queenotaku23​ 

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[melancholymetropolis]

"Namor… I don't have time for this."

The feathered serpent pressed light kisses up my shins, as he pulled the stilettos off my feet. He groaned loudly in response and locked eyes with me. A suggestive smirk on his lips, but the mutant remained silent. Those sweet kisses became sloppy as his hot mouth grew closer to my thighs. His strong hands pulled my rear to the edge of the desk and opened my legs. The pencil skirt I wore rose a little, slightly showing my thong to the man. Something in him shifted when eyeing the lacy piece of lingerie. It was even in his favorite color, turquoise. Namor took several deep breaths, in an effort to calm his growing lust, and looked up at me.

"Tell me what you want, my queen," he said, resting on his knees before me. "Tell what you want and I'll do it. I'll do it in a heartbeat."

I folded my arms across my chest and looked down at my husband. His obedience ignited desire into my being. It was hard to resist him, especially after all those nights we spent apart.

I pulled my skirt over my ass and pushed my thong to the side, exposing my dripping cunt. "Eat it."

Namor hooked his arms around my thighs and pushed them upward. His mouth was on my lower lips in seconds. The hot tongue dragged from my sopping hole to my aching clit. I sighed softly and leaned backward, resting on my arms. My eyes fluttered closed as his tongue lapped up my throbbing bud. Namor moaned loudly at the activity. His thoughts rang into my mind like a church bell. 

He couldn't stop thinking about the time we spent apart. The cursed lab that stole me away from him and the needy assistants employed. He understood my passion to save the ocean was genuine and crucial to his way of life, but he simply wanted his wife by his side. He missed cuddling next to my warm body and feeling my skin pressed against his. Namor swore it was but a phase, that he would pass the honeymoon stage of our love soon. But, it had been over a year since we had gotten married and he was still wholeheartedly obsessed with me.

His soft lips slipped my growing clit into his mouth. Namor's tongue lapped against the underside, while keeping suction on the bud. His thumb teased my dripping hole. The pad of his finger playing with the slick as he sucked the pearl.

It could've been the petty up sexual frustration or the fact that he knew my body do well---- but my legs started to shake against his face.

That's it, darling. Cum for me.

He thought the phrase in his native tongue; I melted at the sound.

My hips rolled against his face, as my nails dug into the desk beneath me. My breathing became sporadic as my eyes squeezed shut.

I chanted his name like a prayer and gripped the hair on the top of his head.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!"

The orgasm hit me like a wave. Star exploded behind my eyes as my breath hitched in my throat. My mouth hung wide open as the please coursed through me. My thighs clamped around his head, but my husband couldn't care less. His continued to suck the bud, making the orgasm even longer.

You're so beautiful when you scream my name.

The lights began to flicker in the room as the desk started to shake. My powers greatly impacting everything around me. Papers flew off of the desk and my laptop was placed in a drawer. One by one the buttons of my blouse popped open to reveal the matching lacy bra. The shirt slipped down my arms, just as the bra straps did. The clasp of the garment was undone and my breasts sprang free.

I pushed Namor away from my sensitive bud and he rose to his feet. His jewelry undid itself and was placed on the other side of the room. His shorts rolled down to reveal his throbbing cock. Big, thick and all mine.

My panties rolled down my legs and were tossed to the side. I spread my legs wide for him and rested on my palms.

Fuck me.

My voice danced in his mind, making the mutant smirk. He closed the distance between our lustful bodies and gave me a sloppy kiss. His hands all over me. Gripping my breasts. Massaging my rolls. Pinching my thighs. Namor thought of every sexy name in the book and recited it over and over again.

Darling. Angel. Goddess

He worshipped me. Waited on me hand and foot. Made me feel loved in my darkest moments. He was down bad for me, just as I was for him. But, I'll never admit that out loud.

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[wint3r-h3art]

Bestie you got any namor fic recs ? Because I feel like I've read em all 😭 not just one shots, if you got some realll good slowburns I'd rlly appreciate knowin some <3

Ok so I personally cannot read long fic just because my adhd is so bad 😭 (one of the reason I write one shot mostly too).

If you like OCs, @333creolelady has an amazing series that keep you on your toes.

@nellycanwrite also has a long drawn out fics as well.

@stuckybarton has a current fic, which I think they said up to 29 chapter.

@flordeamatista it’s a short one-shot, but her works is always so inspiring to me

@bakerstreethound has a few nice one to read, a mixture of sweet and spicy

These are all who I can think off right now 😭

#linda answered #fic recs #namor x reader #namor x you #namor x oc #namor x original character

[misslittlemisfit]

Ai art created by Wombo, prompted by me, and inspired by @mooncleaver’s fic My Queen My Sun and My Sea

#I may have to make my own queen of Talokan OC after reading that #and use these images as reference for her design #it was SO GOOD #and extremely inspiring #wombo.art #wombo dream #ai artwork #original character #queen of talokan #namor x oc #namor x original character #namor x reader #RGWrites

[hearteyes-for-killmonger]

Deadly Addictions, Part 4

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Pairing: Ramone x Mirra x Erik

Summary: Mirra meets Erik again and begins a sexual relationship. (Had a lil help from @goddessofthundathighs with this one 🧡)

Mirra opened her door one early morning after hearing the doorbell ring. She was half asleep with the crust still in her eye and husk in her voice.

"What the fuck, Ramone!"

"Get dressed hermosa, you and me, we're going for a run."

"Ramone, you need to call me before you pop up like this."

"Go, go! Throw something on we'll run in your neighborhood and get some air."

Mirra hesitantly changed from jammies to a old sweatshirt and sweatpants, her feet dragging. Outside in the crisp morning air, she stretched releasing loud groans and cracks. She was jogging next to Ramone and waking up her body. Fourty minutes later after silently circling the neighborhood, they were sitting on her front steps.

"You've been avoiding me." He held up a hand when Mirra tried to explain. She wasn't sure what would come out, but she planned to make up something. "No.. you've been avoiding me," he reiterated, "And it's fine, but know that I will still come for our regular jogs or walks and I expect you to come outside and join me. Ok?"

"Ramone."

"AH-AH! No. The correct answer is? Let's hesr it.."

"Yes, Ramone," Mirra's words dragged. She sighed with trepidation, but also relief. Regardless of her efforts to avoid him, Ramone was there, expecting nothing but the pleasure of her company. It was very.. sexy..

She'd invite him in for a quick romp, but she was still afraid. She needed that testing and when the day came, finally she had it. Negative on all 10 counts. Never again would she get drunk enough to forget a condom, this was another shot of ice water.. a wake-up call to step up her personal safety measures and stop fucking around. She couldn't be so risky or else it would bring some very deadly consequences. She'd been spared.

In celebration, she took the opportunity to reply to a few of her good fans. She'd been hesitant considering her health was up in the air. "Yes, I can meet you," she typed to a local. He was in Los Angeles and ready at any point.

Mirra made her usual array of size and design choices for condoms available and she jawed the dick until it was gummy. This fan was an appreciative gentleman which was a welcome cleanser from her previous experience. She was feeling validated. Feeling good and safe enough to get back out there.

Mirra went to pick up her mother Janie and little brother Monroe, taking them to Beverly Hills for a couple of hours. They visited the designer shops where she let them each choose something within a budget. "Don't say I never gave you anything," she teased as Monroe dropped a heavy hand on her head. On any other occasion she'd have gotten revenge on the overgrown sprout, but she was in a good mood. Dinner was also on her at a spot called Maestro's, a snazzy chophouse with tasty steaks and a posh environment.

"Stop dancing and go pee," Monroe bossed copying her words to him all his life as she stood crossing her legs having had another sex flashback.

"Shut the fuck up," she whispered. He was ruining it by talking. She continued to squeeze her thighs together enjoying the subtle stimulation it caused.

"Stop that you're in public," her mother swatted.

"I just gotta pee, I wanna order first."

When they were seated Janie popped her thigh under the table. Mirra continued to give herself the subtle pressure and satisfaction as she waited, imagining her scenes and her last polite client.. the man and the woman from Club Rot. She couldn't help how vivid she imagined these things, her body remembered each sensation and she felt it all again, wanting to do it all again.

Monroe ordered chicken strips without looking at the small menu and her mother ordered spaghetti of all things not knowing it was made with squash. Mirra rolled her eyes silencing them both mid-order. "La-la-la, no. We're not doing that. We'll have 3 steaks. Mom, how do you want your steak cooked?"

"I'm not getting a steak!"

"Mommy, it's a steakhouse! They're known for their steak you have to try it. Medium well," she gestured to the waiter before excusing herself from the table. "I'll be back."

"Mirra! That can't wait?!"

"I gotta pee," Mirra whispered on her escape. "I'll be back.. I'll be back."

Alone in the women's restroom, she rushed to the big stall and took out her buttplug. It'd been in her asshole all day. She slowly pushed it back up and pulled her miniature vibrator. This model was small but very powerful. It beat the whole pussy up which felt good with a little dab of the lube she kept in her purse for moments like this. The relief was instant.

"Uhhhhhhh," she groaned with the buzzing as her body relaxed. She let out a long breath feeling the small but satisfactory orgasm like a speed bump. The drawback was the noise. People who entered the bathroom after her and heard it could recognize the sound of the vibrator, but most times people minded their business and today was the same. She washed her hands next to a lady who didn't say a word or look at her. It wasn't that big a deal. She checked her reflection in the mirror and barreled through the bathroom door hitting a body by mistake. She looked at the man hands, confused.

"Excuse me."

"Wrong bathroom? Wait. You sound familiar. OOP," she moved for the lady behind her. This man though. She'd fantasized about their encounter enough to remember. He stared down at her with shrewd and seductive dark eyes she'd never seen but it didn't matter.. that hair.. She'd had her hands glued to that locked high pony. She'd been slammed against the wall with those hands and pinned with that body. Who else had a body like that with hair like that and hands like that? This time he was in an all black suit.

"So you remember me."

"I don't know," Mirra frowned with a subtle bite of her nail. "Jog my memory."

"Shid," he pushed her back into the bathroom and harder into the large stall. Mirra’s hands immediately flew out to catch herself from crashing violently against the wall as he lifted her dress from behind.

"Wait.. Condom," she recalled pulling away briefly to fish the perfect one from her bag as he watched. He took the bag and tossed it to the floor pushing her hand away to reject the condom but she was dead serious. "Condom or nothing. I was drunk before, I'm not drunk now.

"I'm clean."

"Just put it on."

"Face the wall and bend over. Spread your ass." He licked his lips like a carnivore in heat when he spotted the anal plug, opting to first tease her by repeatedly thrusting it into her quivering hole. "We're in a restaurant, try to keep it down."

"Mmm," she hummed gently. His fingers swept her wet set of lips, up and down her labia, and two of his thick fingers slipped inside of her stoking her G spot and stretching at her entrance. He pulled on and twisted her plug as he slipped in a third finger.

"You're so wet. I wanna stick my hand in it." His dark chuckle sent a chill down her spine and a wave of her essence down her thighs as she imagined her plug being replaced by the mega horse dick she had such vivid memories of. “Ya nasty ass wants my big hard dick bad, huh,” he taunted, pulling that thing of beauty from his Nike briefs. “Which hole should I go in first,” he quizzed near her ear, slapping his third leg against her already sensitive nub.

"Put the condom on," she pleaded.

"Fine." He ripped the pack and slid the ring over himself. "That make you happy?" Before she could answer, he was already halfway inside of her pussy, stretching, her walls immediately hugging with no sign of release. He gripped her shoulder and her hip to thrust pinning her body against the wall with the force.

"Shit!" Her body was flung.

He was rough, yet careful as he repeatedly rammed his condom covered coke can into her. She panted and focused closely on taking that dick. The feeling of his scarred chest pressed against her back coupled with his hand around the front of her throat took her to Nirvana. The more his grip on her neck tightened, the tighter her walls gripped him as she came again seeing stars or particles.

“Y-Yeah,” Mirra panted. “I think I remember now.”

"Make me bust," he growled in her ear. He was already close and Mirra threw her ass until they both came, moaning in sexual bliss.

"Hey," she sighed catching her breath. "I didn't get your name, but you need to come by my house tonight for a part three."

"Oh, you need it again?"

"I will," she gripped his lapels stating her address. "Don't forget it, I'll be waiting. Even if it's 2 AM when you come, still come."

"Hm," he chuckled mischievously. "I'll drop by."

"Good," Mirra adjusted her clothes on her body. Her gait felt wider and her pussy felt a dull delicious ache. She grabbed her bag from the dirty floor and returned to her table ignoring the looks from her family.

"Thought you'd left," her mom stared. "Did you get hung up?"

"I.."

"Hm," he brother chuckled through his nose, his mouth full with steak.

"I fell into something and..," she paused bad with lies. "I ain't gotta explain myself, I'm grown! You already know. I ain't finna act like..," she cut into her steak, chewing a peice. "Anyway. How do y'all like the food."

"It's good, not as good as whatever you had in that bathroom, we should've brought your father then we could make the bathroom stink too."

"UGH," Monroe cringed and though Mirra was used to it, she too was disgusted, her face twisted.

"You ain't the only one needing dick, mine just at work but as soon as he come home.. I'm a ride that man like Seabiscuit."

"Please stop," Mirra begged while Monroe refused to eat.

"Mm," Janie hummed reminiscing.

Mirra went through her house hiding things of value just in case. Inviting a strange man inside her home where she lived alone was risky, but the way he fucked her was everything she needed and desired. He wasn't scared to fuck her like a dirty slut and even in public.

She took a long hot bath and watched back a couple of the private videos she'd made with fans. They were nasty. She was so involved in the head she gave, watching it back always shocked her. She was so sloppy with it! Her fingers played inside of herself in the water. There were more vids to come and she had studio shoots coming up almost back to back. Still, it wouldn't match the recent sex she'd had off camera. That shit was crack and something she'd freely admit she was addicted to.

Until he came for her, she'd chill and think about it. It was late and having learned her lesson from her unreliable ex, she didn't plan to wait up. When she got out the bath, she went straight to bed and fell easily into a dreamless sleep in the comfort of her crisp warm sheets.

"I'm here," came a whisper in her ear.

It felt like minutes after, but she knew it had been at least an hour. She didn't want to move. Anyone else would've told him another day.. that's what crossed Mirra's mind as she laid there.

"You been keeping that pussy warm for me?"

"Mm.. condom," she sighed regretfully lifting. All this for some bomb sex. It was worth it. "On the table," she turned making room for him in the bed. The bedside table's clock read 2 AM.

He snatched the condom up and flexed his rippling abs, broad chest, large biceps and veined forearms as he pulled off his black tank. Mirra watched, taken by his body, that blackened 666 tattoo big and in her face. He pulled off her blanket and her sheet to find her pleasantly bare and devoured her on the spot as her legs waved in the air. Her hand was locked around his ponytail of locs once more as she watched him. She thought the lesbian from Club Rot was good.. This guy was better. He ate like he was licking a bowl of sticky peanut butter clean and hyperfocused on her clit. She was ascending.

"What's your fucking name," she yelled desperate to know. She needed him, ever day as often as she could get him. "Oh my GOD," she growled through her teeth pushing his head closer into herself, relishing in the feel of his hands hard on her hips as she was about to cum. She was dead serious, she needed to be able to call on him.

He then climbed into the bed beside her and lifted her leg over his lap, going under to squeeze the head of his dick inside of her, pumping up and inside with a few girthy inches.

"Yes yes yes." Mirra swallowed her lips and squeezed her eyes shut while her body bounced, her titty being gripped simultaneously. She kept her hands at her head holding onto her pillow as he switched to a grinding motion inside. "Fuck," she gasped, "What can I call you.."

"Wait." He moved her onto her side, jumping up to her other side and pinning her legs up, tossing over her shoulder. Her left knee was pressed into her right titty. Her ass was turned directly to his pelvis. He pushed inside and she panted, her titty bouncing and the air forced out of her while he pounded her into the mattress. She couldn't speak. Her entire body was being pushed while she was twisted and she held onto her leg for something to grab while her breathing was hard. He was fucking her effortlessly, his hand pushing down on her leg and hip.

When he let her body untwist a little, the pressure from the ribs and chest lessened.

"I'm good at taking that big dick," she grinned sticking her tongue out. He released her and stood on his knees on her pillow with his monster cock waving over her face.

"MmmMmm," she grabbed it with two hands wrapping her lips around it hungrily, determined to suck it down. It was like swallowing a big remote or a heavy duty flashlight but the weight on her tongue was bliss. She loved to clean her own juices off, her head bobbing while he dropped it down into her throat. She messed around and sucked the condom off. He put it back on and moved back to the bottom of the bed between her legs.

"I hate fuckin in condoms," he grunted as knocked the head of his dick onto her clit, beating it. Mirra sighed in pleasure and sucked in sharp air. "If we fuck again I'm not wearing it. It is what it is." He pushed the head against her entrance so it squeezed inside, while she moaned and he held her thighs wide. In and out, in and out, he slid slowly.. then in again DEEP while he watched her come apart. "Next time no condom. I like to feel it all."

Long deep strokes with that dick had Mirra scratching her nails on the bed and clutching the pillow behind her head as the room spun. He spit on her clit as he pulled back and rubbed it in with his thumb while he went in deep again, stirring up water.

"Oh," he teased as Mirra came back to back and grabbed his knee. "You wanna ride? ..Come on then," he laid back.

"Shit," Mirra panted. She rolled on top of him onto her knees leaning forward, her smallish titties dangling over him. Her narrow hips bucked and grinded repeatedly chasing a butterfly of a feeling as she balanced with her fists on the bed, riding hard until she was the one who came again. She slumped but kept going, bouncing on her feet, her ass clapping down loudly on his lap. Slap. Slap. Slap. She ended up coming once more when he slapped a heavy palm on her ass, telling her to, "Ride. Don't stop now."

"FUCK," she yelled feeling wetness everywhere. "I need.. I need.."

"I don't give a fuck, ride this big dick. You wanted it. I came all the way the fuck here. Take that shit."

"Yes, yes, fuck," she panted slamming her ass down onto him, his palm slapping her ass repeatedly, egging her on.

"Don't stop. Keep riding that dick."

She planted her hands on his chest and bounced with him providing as assist and holding her up while she jumped until her legs were on fire. She switched to her knees and started grinding.

"Get back up there," his lip curled over his teeth, but Mirra's legs were done. She was a good rider with good knees. He wanted inhuman. She had him move to the edge of the bed so she could stand and sit on the dick, bouncing on it. It was less pressure on her legs for a similar result. She did it in her films. "Like that, faster," he pulled on her hips bouncing her like his personal fleshlight yet again. He had a dick only an experienced size queen or pornstar could handle the way he was pushing it on her like he wasn't Hulk-sized. She got up when he let her go and she felt like a gaping hole. He put three fingers inside of her and began fingering her hard, pressing her g spot until she gushed down his arm.

"Wait a minute," she put a hand out tiredly, her legs trembling. She wasn't used to tapping out but she was already sore and the orgasm he'd just triggered was a big one.

"Tomorrow?"

"Yes," Mirra pointed still not coming down like she typically would. She was still orgasming. She squeezed her fingers into his bicep yo steady herself and held on for another big one. "Uh, fuck.. Tomorrow," Mirra moaned. This had never happened to her before. The man left and she was bent over her bed trying to come back down and quiet her pussy from all the orgasming. She finally got it and by that time she was completely drained. She went right back to sleep waking up with the physical memory of what had occurred. She felt it all over. Luckily, when she got up and looked around nothing was missing so he wasn't a thief.

She brushed her teeth thinking about it and ended up sitting with a ziplock bag of ice between her thighs. She had a mind to take an ibuprofen and her crazy ass had said she'd do it again. She didn't have his contact or name to call him back and tell him she'd changed her mind, so she made herself a hot bath to soak in and returned to the ice.

I don't like the way we ended, but I feel like that's what you wanted. I feel like I ran out on you too quick, knowing how you are. But you know you were wrong. That was some foul shit you pulled. I don't know why you felt the need to do that shit or why you'd do that to me, but we need to talk. I wanna know why you did that and called me over to see.

Mirra deleted the message from her voicemail and called him back telling him to come over. "No, it's just me," she rolled her eyes, hanging up when he said he was on his way on his lunch break. On schedule, he was at the door and she was in her large terrycloth robe which was tied at the waist.

"DJ," she sighed letting him in. He stood instead of sitting, but she sat taking a sip from her glass of Sweet Peach Moscatto, her legs crossed at the knee. "So.. Let's talk," she folded her hands on her knee.

"It's this shit," he gestured to her. "You don't take nothing serious. Nothing gets to you. I don't get.. I don't understand how you can be so nonchalant about the shit. You called me so I could walk in on you getting your back caved in by two niggas..." He stared quizzically, but the answer wasn't simple. Not for Mirra.

She licked her lips and opened her mouth waiting for the right words to come. They didn't. "You knew how I was when you met me, don't act like I victimized you. You wanted to smash, I said come over. Never said I was alone."

"Mirra-" he sighed waving in frustration on his way to the door. He stopped. "I came over here to try and understand what the fuck be going through that brain. I don't get you."

"Yeah, I get that," Mirra nodded. "Not many people do."

"I don't hate you is what I'm tryna say. I just wanna understand."

"DJ, you're a good dude so I'll level with you. I like dick. I like sex," Mirra gestured to herself. "I like you, but we don't mix babe. You're a romantic. I'm a realist. You wanna share a sunset and give roses and that's cute. I like that too, but after the sunset I'm gonna wanna be on my thot shit. I wanna go fast... You need a woman more your speed."

"I guess so," he shrugged but Mirra still felt kind bad.

"You sure you don't wanna drink?"

"Nah," he rubbed his hands on his thighs, "I'm a go."

She saw him to the door and closed him out, having a seat on her couch again to finish her wine and think. "Mm," she stood heading upstairs to get dressed. There was a lot going on with all the niggas in her life and she was at the center of it.

That night when she got home around 11, she left her pumps at the door and flipped on the lights to find her latest sex partner sitting on her couch, legs wide and shirtless wearing that creepy ass ram skull with his tattoo out. Mirra nearly had a heart attack. She sunk halfway to the floor in shock.

"HOW THE FUCK DID YOU GET IN HERE?!! GET OUT. GET THE FUCK OUT MY HOUSE!!!"

"I wanna fuck. You said tonight."

Mirra dropped to touch the floor for grounding. Her heart was still racing. "I need you to go."

"I'll go when I get what you got me over here for. I want some pussy."

"Take that damn ram skull off it's freaking me out!"

With his face showing, she felt better. She was able to stand and approach him when she could actually see his handsome facial features. The fear subsided and she stood towering over him.

"How did you get in and why were you sitting in the dark tryna scare me?"

"Your window was unlocked.. I did scare you.. didn't I," he smiled displaying gold-capped canines. He stood and her her head was at his chest.

"Don't do that shit, it's weird," she reiterated as he wrapped her in his arms and rubbed up her back under her shirt to her bra, unhooking it and pulling it from her shoulders with her shirt.

"Lil chaos never killed anyone," he whispered into her neck with a soft bite sending her head back in stimulation.

"Yes. It has." Still Mirra pushed him back into the couch and climbed in his lap, pulling his dick from his sweats and sitting on it. She was wearing a mini skirt with no panties to give her coochie some air and a rest. "I was sore today, this big ass dick..," she complained as she rode it.

"You gone be sore tomorrow too," he promised and though it hurt, it hurt so good. Mirra loved the stretch and the full feeling. She rode him on the couch switching to reverse like the previous night and then he picked her up tossing her on the kitchen counter and fucking her there. She sucked his dick on her knees by the fridge and gobbled his nuts like it was a niche video.

Every night for the remainder of the week was like this and Mirra found herself ignoring Ramone's calls again. She didn't want to hurt him and if DJs visit taught her anything it was how men cling and re-injure themselves. She didn't want that for Ramone so she couldn't make him think something that wasn't so. Most of all, she couldn't let him walk in on her the way DJ had.

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[voidgenesis]

I may or may not be writing a Namor x Filipina oc/reader who is revered as the reincarnation & avatar of the Tagalog-Visayan sea goddess Amansinaya because of her mutant water based abilities (basically how K'uk'ulkan is to the people of Talokan)

She's born during the early days of the Spanish colonization as a child of a babaylan who refused to abandoned their traditional faith & practices. Along with other surviving shamans they prayed to the heavens for salvation from the colonizers.

So when the reader's abilities as mutant came out in her puberty they saw her as a saviour sent by the gods.

👀 my filo namor enjoyers what do we think...

#im very conflicted whether to write this on 2nd or 3rd pov #i had this idea since i saw bp2 but didn't push it #then i saw multiple namor x filo reader works here and it encouraged me to work on this 🥺🥺🥺 #namor x reader #namor x fem!reader #namor x you #namor x filipino!reader #namor x filo!reader #namor x oc #namor x original character #k'uk'ulkan x reader #namor x poc!reader #namor x asian!reader

[namorkawaiiwife]

Sing like a siren.🐚

he wasn't drawn to her siren song like those on the surface.

but there was something that made him stop listening to everything around him and just listen to you.

he didn't know where you were.

no matter how far, he would hear you.

I didn't know who you were, what you were like.

but it was inevitable not to listen to his song every night while he thought who you were.

someone the sea time.

someone immortal.

a mermaid.

he was probably already losing his mind for wanting to know who you are.

but talokan was important.

one night he got tired and went looking for you while you were singing.

every time he approached the surface her singing increased, he could feel that your siren effect was working on him which made him slightly afraid.

he saw you at the edge of the sea sitting on a rock, your tail glistening in the evening light, your skin with tiny traces of mermaid scales, your ears were pointy, probably more pointy than his, as you sang he could see a little your sharp teeth.

he felt himself being pulled towards you.

you opened your eyes and looked at him.

"you came. "

you said, your voice so sweet it nearly brought him to his knees.

"You called me. "

your tail quickly changed to legs as soon as you got up from the boulder.

he couldn't look away from her beautiful body.

"You don't have to pretend you're not looking."

you said making his attention go back to your face.

"Sorry. "

#namor x reader #namor x y/n #namor imagine #namor fluff #namor x original character #mabel cadena #namora #attuma #alex livinalli

[motomamisbizcochito]

A sneak peek of a rough outline of my new Namor/OC fic(my outline is way bigger than this) I’ve managed to make my newest OC a Stark, Latina, and a marine biologist. To my readers, I know I already have a Stark daughter fic but I’ve decided to discontinue it. I’ve had the fic since high school and have attempted to rework it multiple times. I’ve rewritten it about four times now and I just can’t get into it anymore. It doesn’t make much sense and my heart isn’t in it and I’ve tried so many times to get back into it and I can’t. I think I created the character when I was a teenager and I’m a much different person now than I was then. This OC is much different than my other one and I think this fic could potentially be something I’m very proud of.

Anyways, the title is Holding Back which is loosely inspired by the Banks song of the same name. I’ve been listening to Serpentina while writing this new fic. I’m about 9,000 words in so far.

I’m not making another Stark daughter fic for the hell of it. The plot is focused a lot on Maritza being Tony’s daughter which is sort of how she crosses paths with Namor. Tony never dies in my fic.

By the way, I never planned on writing a new fic with all my WIPs but damn Marvel for finally giving me what I never knew I wanted and introducing Namor. If you told me three weeks ago that I would be writing another fic then I wouldn’t have been surprised but I also would’ve questioned it.

Will post a link when I publish the first chapter🥰

This also might be the first fic I post on here too🤯

#marvel #avengers #mcu #namor #namor x reader #tenoch huerta namor #namor x you #namor fanfiction #namor x oc #Namor x original character #namor x latina!oc

[milkfromcats]

TW: 🔞

Leave it to me to somehow incorporate a breeding kink into my Namor fic. Like having a mutant OC just opened too many doors for me.

Now imma just have Namor show up, obviously upset and state, "You've been avoiding me. Why?" It's not a question, it's a fucking demand.

And lil OC Aza is thinking how can I possibly explain to my god-like lover that I'm practically going through heat and if I let him in, the close proximity to another mutant will have my body turn up the pheromones and make him feral to the point of needing to breed more mutants???

Like my mind is going 1000 mph.

Namor running his nose along her neck, palming her ass to grind her against him. "You need me to fuck you, is that it?"

And she's practically panting at this point.

But Namor is always willing to serve. She's just gotta ask nicely.

I'm—

#namor #namor smut #namor fanfiction #namor x reader #text post #my fanfics #jonesyoriginals #my oc #namor x oc #namor x original character

[samairathewriter]

A Stark In The Ocean- Chapter 1

Title: A Stark In The Ocean.

Pairing: Namor xDesi Reader!Stark

Summary: Y/N Stark, the beloved yonger sister of Tony Stark just wanted a day for herself away from the chaos of thr city and the over protectiveness of her brother for a weekend. So when she decided to visit her beach house in the outskirts what could go wrong? Actually every thing when CIA gets involved and forces Y/N to play the hero even on her day off.

Author's Note:

Since I am not sure how to translate English to Namor's native language I will highlight the conversations in italics if it happens in Namor's native language. And the chapter is not proofread so please forgive me for silly mistakes, I will proofread it once I free.

Chapter List: Chapter 2

Chaper:One

When Y/N decided to get away from the chaos of city for the day, rescuing a two people who looked like they came out of Avatar movie from a group of CIAs was never on her to do list.

 Being the adopted little sister of Tony Stark and one of the powerful members of the Avenger guaranteed a little peace in her life in the past few years. So, when she finally got a day for herself all she wanted was to spend some in one of the many beach houses Tony owns in the country. This particular house is situated near a forest and they both build a tree house in the forest near the cliff facing the sea when she was a kid. And the tree house is the favorite place in the entire world since it contained only happy memories.It's been so long since anyone visited this house as both the stark siblings were too busy in the past few years saving the world. So when she finally decided to take a well deserved break from being a hero she decided to visit the tree houses and spend the weekend reading her favorite novel.Apart from the stark siblings only the care takers visited the property weekly once to clean it and Tony had a complete surveillance of the property for security reasons. So when she saw a SWAT vehicle couple of km from house cleverly hidden behind the trees, she was confused wondering why Tony was not alerted of the activities since his surveillance covered the area where she found the suspicious vehicles. Without wasting a second she parked her bike before anyone could see her behind a tree and changed into her superhero outfit with a snap of her finger.

‘‘  Peacefull day here I come’‘ Y/N with the sarcastic words walked towards the lone vehicle activating her power. 

Y/N’s power was the result of her father’s experiments when she was in her mother’s womb. He father who worked for Hydra was a genius man who aimed to create the most powerful mutant in the history and married her mother who belonged to a lower middle-class family in India for the sole purpose of experimenting on her. And her naive mother who was barely 19 fell for his price charming acts and married him without a second thought when her grandfather fixed the arranged marriage between the two. Y/N’s father belonged to one of the royal families in Rajasthan and with his power, money and charm he trapped her mother’s entire family promising a happy and bright future for their daughter. But all the promises turned into lies from the day her mother got pregnant with her. The day her mother shared the good news of her pregnancy, her nightmares started. Her father finally got what he wanted and dropped his charming acts by showing his true colors. And till her delivery Y/N’s mother was literally used as a lab rat and multiple experiments were performed on her. With every passing day her father become more obsessed with his creation and did inhuman things to her mother. Her father’s plan was to kill Y/N’s mother after her delivery and Y/N if the experiment failed. But before her father could kill her, her grandfather who lived in Jaipur came to know about his son’s hideous plans killed him once he found him in his lab in the basement of the palace and saved Y/N from the cruel plans he had for her. But unfortunately, he could not save her mother since she died from the childbirth after her body became too weak from the various experiments. Then her grandfather raised her like a princess which so much love and joy. But everything changed when she started showing her power on her fifth birthday and her grandfather was forced to give her up to the shield to keep her and everyone around her safe. Fortunately, her grandfather was close with Peggy Carter after he helped her during one of her missions and Peggy immediately decided to help after discovering about Y/N and her powers. After months and months of test peggy with the help of Hank Pym and Howard Stark found the extent of damage the experiments cause her DNA. Y/N’s at the age of give could actually heal others, control all the five elements at her will and everything that is made of the five elements. She even showed the signed of mind reading but none of the three shield agents wanted to test any further considering the stress it put her through. But with the already know fact Howard,Peggy and Hank know Y/N is not safe with her grandfather as they suspected Hydra may find out about her soon. So, with a heavy heart her grandfather allowed them to take Y/N with them to keep her safe and give her the necessary training to control her power after Howard promised he will legally adopt her and love her as his blood and fresh. And to cut any unknown ties Y/N has with hydra because of her monster of a father her grandfather declared that she decided due to an illness and even conducted a properly funeral by burning an unknown death body from the mortuary. After six month Howard legally adopted her like he promised and from the day she became Y/N stark.

From the day Y/N entered the stark mansion Maria fell in love with her and even Tony couldn’t resist her innocent eyes after a week of ignoring her. Withing weeks she literally wrapped everyone in the stark mansion around her finger with her cuteness. And when Tony found her building her own computer from the spare parts in his father’s lab he understood she is another prodigy in making. So both of them bonding in no time after they discovered their shared interest and Maria couldn’t be more happier seeing both her children so happy and loving towards each other. But that happiness lasted only six more months and the winter soldier appeared in their life. After Maria and Howard’s death Tony vowed to keep Y/N safe and promised to love her and protect her till his last breath. And she is the reason he joined the avengers, forgave Bucky and steve when he found out Bucky never harmed her when she was actually with Howard and Maria when the accident happened and finally decided to do the snap just to being her back after he lost her to the mad titan’s snap. 

Once she returned to Tony after the snap and managed to save him with her power, Tony became a protective mama bear and refused to allow her even to leave the city without him or any one of the avengers in the fear of losing her once again. And it took her almost months to convince Tony to let her have a weekend for herself away from the city. But when the weekend arrived it seemed the universe had other plans for her, and she is now entering the suspicious SWAT Van after making the ten guards unconscious by controlling their blood flow to their brain. Y/N looked around the van once she entered and what she found inside almost made her jaws drop in shock.

‘‘What in the James Cameron’s shit is this?’‘ Y/N muttered in shock looking at the two creatures inside two individual large glass chamber bring restrained with various wires. The creatures looked like Avatar came to life with blue skin and some sort of mask was covering their mouth. One of the creatures looked like an adult but the other one is definitely a kid and looking at the painful wires keeping them restrained and unconscious filled Y/N body with rage.

With determined step she moved towards their tubes and placed her bracelet on the keypad to hack the lock.

‘‘GREY unlock the chamber’‘ Y/N order her AI which was connected to her suit.

‘‘Y/N I would advise against it since the host inside looks hostile’‘ At GREY’s concerned reply she looked up to find the creature looking at her with uncontrolled fury. Y/N understood his anger and tried to calm him down assuring that she is not the enemy.

‘‘Look I know you are confused and angry, but I promise I am here to help. So just don’t kill me once I open this chamber because if I die my brother will kill me once again after finding a way to bring me back to life. So please cooperate. Do you even understand what I am saying?’‘ Y/N waited for couple of second as the created looked at her without blinking after her explanation. After what felt like hours the creature gave a firm nod and Y/N with relief ordered GREY to open the chamber once again. Within seconds the chamber opened and Y/N helped the creature out of , then made him sit on a table near the chamber. As much as she wanted to heal the him she is not sure if her power will even work on him and decided not to take the risk of experimenting her powers right now and decided against healing him.

‘‘Okay I have a lot of questions running in my overactive brain right now. But I know this is not the right time or place to have a rapid-fire round to know about your life history. But you have a let me know where you come from or at least where I should take you both to keep you guys safe. So tell me sometime that could help us right now’‘ Y/N carefully phrased her words as she didn’t want to sound noisy by asking anything that the creature cannot reveal.

‘‘Ocean’‘ The creature’s one worded monotone replay was enough for her to realize that he did understand her words and thanked the heavens for making sure at least she is not struck with someone who cannot understand her.

‘’Okay. So you want me to take you to the ocean. I get it. The sea shore is actually in walkable distance from here. But can you keep up with me since I can’t carry you as I have to carry the Junior there. And can you tell me your names since it sounds weird and offensive to address you both as creatures in my mind’‘ Y/N said as she opened the chamber with the kid and carefully removed the painful wires from his body. Then she carefully cuddled the kid to her chest and looked back only to find the adult one looked at her with soft eyes now.

‘‘Attuma. Fabio.’‘ Attuma muttered their names and Y/N smiled slightly at the progress with the hostile Attuma.

‘‘Great. I am Y/N. Since our introduction is over we must escape from here. I am not sure the kind of back up these people have right now. so we must hurry right now. Though I can fight them all the entire night in any other day, I have to keep you both safe now.So can you keep up with me?’’ Y/N questioned and Attuma stood up with a nod though he is weak after the surface dwellers sucked almost all the moisture from his body and injected some toxic chemicals in his blood stream.

‘‘Okay great. Now follow me and stay behind me’‘

Y/N then got out of the van after making sure all the ten guards are still unconscious followed but Attuma. Then both of them started running towards the cliff as Y/N cuddled Fabio more tightly to her chest. 

‘‘Y/N I find a team of 25 armed men coming this away.’‘ GREY alerted her after five minutes of running and Y/N cursed the CIA in her mind.

‘‘Dammit. Attuma their back up is arriving. I will hold them and take you both to the cliff as it will take more time to reach the seashore. Once we reach there you jump with Fabio and I will make sure they will not follow you. Okay?’‘ 

At Y/N’s words Attuma looked bit conflicted since he did not want to leave her to fight alone with the bad men. But he know in his current state he can only protect Fabio and agreed with her since he will always choose his people over any surface dweller even if she is good.

‘’Good. Now just stay behind me.’’ Y/N ordered when she saw men coming towards them in bikes with guns in their hand. Once they reached the distance she wanted she handed Fabio to attuma and closed her taking a deep breath. In seconds she felt the familiar energy following through her vein and the next moment she opened her eyes which looked green now, raised both her hand and fisted her hand tightly. The moment her nails dug into her palms she saw all the men getting crushed by the branches and roots of the trees which obeyed her command and she smirked when she saw Attuma looking at her with disbelief when she turned back.

‘‘ Fascinating right?’‘ Y/N winked with a smile. And asked Grey how many more are left.

‘‘There are five more men left and it seems they have air support in the form of jet wings. I advise you to reach cliff soon’‘ Y/N let out a frustrated groan at GREY’S warning.

‘‘There are five more men on the way. Let go’‘ Y/N started running again taking Fabio back in her arms. After couple of minutes, they almost reached the cliff when she heard GREY warning her to look back and she crushed a bullet at the last moment before it could enter her skull. She then saw five men with Jet wings flying towards them and Fabio who gained consciousness whimpered in fear seeing the men who kidnapped him.

‘‘Shhh Fabio. I promise you will reach your home safe’‘ Y/N promised and deflected the bullets coming their way.

‘‘Attuma take Fabio and run. I will cover you both‘ Y/N shouted covering him and Attuma started running towards the cliff with Fabio in his arms. Once Fabio was taken from her,her eyes changed into ash grey and before the five men could even predict what is happening, they were thrown few kilometers away from the sudden force of the wind. Once the men were removed from there she followed Attuma to make sure he reaches the ocean.

After couple of minutes, she smiled when she saw Attuma standing at the edge of the cliff, few meters away from her and jogged towards them with relief.

‘‘You both are safe now. You can go home and I will make sure no one will know about you or what happened here.’‘ Y/N promised with a reassuring smile. And Attuma for the first time in his life felt gratitude towards a surface dweller and nodded with a sincere thank you.

But as he was about to jump Fabio muttered something to him and Attuma shook his head with annoyance before forwarding Fabio back to Y/N. Y/N with a confused smile took Fabio back in her arms and looked at him with questioning eyes.

‘‘Thank you’‘ Fabio muttered hugging her neck tightly burying his face in the crook of her neck and Y/N literally melted by the gesture.

‘‘Oh sweetheart you are most welcome’‘ Y/N muttered placing a kiss on the top of his head with love and affection.

‘‘Y/N LOOK OUT’‘ GREY’S desperate voice screamed in her ears and in seconds she heard a gun going multiple times and she saw one of the men from the motor bike team leaning against a tree with gun pointed towards them. In slow motion she saw the bullets coming towards them and she know it too late to deflect them. Without thinking twice she pushed Attuma off the cliff to save him from the bullet and she turned using her body as a shield to protect Fabio. The next second she felt a burning pain in her back and shoulder and without thinking twice jumped from the cliff holding Fabio tightly to her chest.

Once she hit the cold water, she felt pain from the bullet getting unbearable and she can feel the blood leaving her body rapidly. She felt her muscles getting weak and Fabio’s concerned face was the last thing she saw before the water filled her lungs and darkness engulfed her vision.

****

When Y/N started gaining conscious her throat felt like sandpaper and eyelids felt like osmium when she tried to open it. After a couple of minutes of struggle she opened her eyes to find herself tied to a cot with heavy ropes inside a cave. Seeing herself restrained and her bracelets missing Y/N started to panic wondering if the CIA got her along with Attuma and Fabio. 

‘‘I mean if I am in a friendly place I won’t be restrained right?’‘ Y/N reasoned with herself and decided to search for the kid and Attuma praying they are still alive. She promised she will save the kid even if that’s the last thing she will do and hoped Tony will understand why she risked her life to save another kid from being experimented on. Once she cut the ropes without much struggled after making a long knife using the stone beneath the cot and sat up forgetting that she was actually shot.

‘‘Goddammit’‘ Y/N cursed as she felt burning pain on her back and shoulder as she sat up. After catching her breath for couple of seconds she looked up to see glow worm on the ceiling and surrounded by crystal clear water.

Y/N the stood up carefully not putting any pressure on her wounds which are covered bandages now and immediately hid behind a huge rock when she heard someone enter the cave. As she sensed someone coming near her eyes changed into light blue and she decided to use the water as her weapon at the moment. And the moment she saw a man entered the cave and not a blue looking Attuma or someone like him she formed a spear out of the water and with launched it toward the man with a lightning speed.

The man groaned in pain when he was slammed against the wall of the cave with a spear made out of water stabbing him in his shoulder.  

‘‘Where is Attuma and Fabio?I won’t ask you twice so you better answer me before I send another spear through your heart. Usually I don’t like killing people, but heartless monsters like you who experiment and torture children don’t deserve to live. So if you tell me where they are I may consider letting you live or make you death painless’‘ Y/N almost growled walking towards him the man with pointed ears and wings on his ankle.

‘‘Both of them are safe and they are my people. You are safe as well so calm down’‘ The man’s words only angered her further and Y/N expanded the sharp edge of the spear towards his heart smirking as the man bleed with another groan.

‘‘They are your people? Rightttt then I am their queen" Y/N scoffed at lies before continuing her warning

"I warned you not to lie. If they are really your people and safe like you claim you will be looking like Attuma and not like a hybrid between legolas and bird and I won’t be restrained. Now tell me where.are.they?’’ With Y/N every word Namor felt the spear reaching near his heart and wondered how she is overpowering him so easily. It felt like all of his organs became weak from the moment she started walking towards him and he felt his heart rate becoming dangerously slow.

‘‘Fine. I will find them myself. Since you are no use to me I will end your pathetic existence’‘ Y/N with a final warning formed another spear now using the stones from the cave and was about to stab him in the heart when she heard a familiar voice shouting her name.

‘‘Y/N STOP. THAT’S KUKULKAN. OUR KING’‘ Attuma’s sharp voice stopped her and she immediately turned towards his voice to find Attuma standing completely healed with little Fabio beside. On seeing Fabio Y/N immediately dropped the spear and ran towards the kid taking him in a tight hug.

‘‘Thank god you are fine. Are you hurt Fabio?’‘ Y/N asked with concern looking his body for any signs of bullet wounds. Fabio shook his head negatively and hugged her soft to reassure her that he is fine.

‘‘He is completely fine. Thanks to you. Now can you please release our king’‘ Attuma spoke using the translator and Y/N looked back at the man who is still stabbed with the spear and rushed towards him leaving Fabio.

‘‘I am extremely sorry. I thought you one of the men who attacked us. I will remove the spear now. But stand still and don’t move’‘ Y/N instructed softly and carefully removed the spear from his body. Once she removed it, the spear turned into water mixed with Namor’s blood and splashed on the floor and Attuma helped his king to stand as he felt the weakness of his body.

‘‘Attuma. Make him sit on the cot. I have to make his blood flow normal in his body which I slowed down before’‘ At Y/N word Attuma looked at her with a glare.

‘‘YOU DID WHAT?’‘ Attuma shouted in rage realizing how close she is to causing so much damage to his king.

‘‘Hey don’t you dare shout mister. I did all this to save you and Fabio. So don’t behave like tried to kill you King on purpose’‘ Y/N defended herself with a glare and Attuma kept quiet realizing her reason were valid.

Once Attuma helped Namor to sit on the cot Y/N kneeled down infront of him and gave Namor with an apologetic look. 

‘‘I am really sorry. I swear I was not trying to hurt anyone who is innocent’‘ Y/N apologized once again and expected Namor to feel angry or resentment towards her. But he surprised her by giving her a soft smile.

‘‘You don’t have to apologize Y/N. Though your actions were bit reckless your intentions were pure and selfless. You did risk your life and almost died saving my people who are completely strangers and a different species. So you did not do anything for which you have to seek my forgiveness ’‘ Namor’s words calmed Y/N down and she gave him a soft smile back.

‘‘Thank you for understand. Now give me your hand.’‘ Y/N asked and Namor placed his hand on hers. He then saw her closing her eyes and within seconds he felt his strength returning to him as his heart beat turned normal.Once Y/N opened her eyes after regulating his blood flow she saw the wound on his shoulder inflected by her spear and flinched seeing its depth.

‘‘Shall I?’‘ Y/N asked for his permission hovering her hand near his injured shoulder and Namor just gave her a soft nod. Y/n then placed her hand on his wound and hoped her powers will heal him. In seconds she saw a purple glow covering her hands as the wound started to heal. Once the wound completely healed without even a scar Namor stood up and gave a hand to Y/N and helped her to stand up. 

‘‘I don’t know who you are Y/N. But I am indebted to you for the kindness you showed towards me and my people. I know you have a lot of questions, and I will answer them. But right now, you need to rest and heal. I have already called my healers and they will be here soon.’’ Namor’s words seemed reasonable and Y/N herself felt becoming week from the blood loss, using her power to attack Namor and healing him. So she just agreed with him and groaned when her head started to spin.

‘You are actually right. But I think I need to sit down before I fall flat on the floor and break my nose’’ Y/N slurred and as she took a step towards the cot her eyes rolled back and Namor caught her in his arms before she could fall.

‘Attuma ask the healers to come soon to my room. She will stay in my room till the healers heal her’’ Namor asked lifting Y/N bridal style as her head fell on his chest.

‘Sure Kukulkan. I will be there with them in few minutes’’ Attuma left to fetch the healers and Namor went to his chambers with the unconscious Y/N in his arms followed by Fabio who wanted make sure Y/N fine.

Once Namor placed Y/N carefully on his bed, she covered her with a blanket to keep her warm and sat beside her on the bed. He then gently tugged her hair behind her ears which fell lose on her face and took her small soft hand in his placing a gentle kiss on the back of her hand. Namor for the first time felt something other than hate and disgust for a surface dweller because of the kindness, selflessness she showed while saving Attuma and Fabio. And the fierceness with which she fought him to save them both made him respect her immediately. He wondered who this beautiful warrior is and how she possess so much power in her small delicate body. He remembered Attuma's words about her bending the nature at her will and it seemed unbelievable. But after witnessing her wrath and being at his receiving end of it Namor was fascinated with her and wanted to know everything about the woman who laid on his bed looking like a kid now and nothing like the fierce warrior who was ready to kill him to save his people just few minutes back

" Rest my warrior. I will protect you till you regain your strength to fight the world again'' Namor muttered softly caressing Y/N's forehead when she frowned in her sleep probably from the pain. Like a gentle symphony, Namor's voice calmed her and the frown disappeared which made the serpent God to smile with satisfaction. Then he felt a gentle hand on his legs to find Fabio looking at him sad eyes. Namor with a smile lifted Fabio and placed him on his lap understanding reason behind the boys sadness.

"Don't worry my little Fabio she will be fine" Namor assured which eased the little boy as he know his king will never lie to them.

"Can i see her again once she leaves after she is fine kukulkan? " Fabio who already loved Y/N asked Namor as he know the rule of his kingdom and how much his Kukulkan is against strangers entering their territory.

"It depends on her decisions Fabio. Though I cannot allow you to visit the surface again after considering what happened, she will be always welcomed in our home. So you ask her once she is fine if she would like to visit you again" Namor said and Fabio smiled brightly at his words.

"Then I will convince her. She cannot say no to my cute respect" Fabio replied with confidence.

"I hope so Fabio. I hope she will visit us again“ Namor thought as he wanted to know everything about this woman who turned his world upside down in few hours.

Namor then saw Namora entering his room with the healers and decided to leave to room to give them the privacy giving ne last look to Y/N

I will update the next chapter soon. I hope you guys enjoy it and forgive me if you find any grammar mistakes since english is not my first language.

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