Fantasy monster

So a lot has happened with our favorite spy couple in the last few years, so I thought it might be helpful for some shippers who haven’t completely kept up to make a list of everything they’ve been through in that time. So without further ado, here’s a quick guide that no one asked for, starting with:

Black Widow Hunt

This was the unfortunate end of their relationship, not by choice. A fellow ex-Soviet spy, Leo Novokov, grew jealous of Bucky’s success and angry that he never looked for the other agents, so he set out to ruin his life by stealing his girl… pretty literally. He kidnapped and brainwashed Natasha into thinking she was a double agent, sending Bucky and co. on a wild goose chase trying to get her back. They eventually do – but Natasha’s lost all her memories of Bucky, and he makes the difficult decision not to force her to undergo experimental methods to have her memories regained. (This decision sometimes draws criticism because on the one hand, that isn’t his choice to make – however, he did not want the doctors to mess with her head on his account, and so here we are.) 

The Electric Ghost

After their separation, Bucky kind of goes off the deep end. Really, he basically quit working for SHIELD and he’s going into bars and beating the crap out of everyone. He’s trying to make peace with his past when Nick Fury comes to him with a mission and pretty much tricks him into helping SHIELD again. From there he ends up fighting Tesla Tarasova, the Electric Ghost, who is using a type of Cosmic Cube she calls the Tarasova Tesseract to try and change her past. She ends up taking Bucky with her, and even tempts him with the ability to stop Leo Novokov, but he convinces her she’s wrong (”You can’t fix the past, Tesla. You can only search for the strength to change the future.”), and he takes just one moment with the Cube for himself – and goes back to kiss Natasha one last time. 

The Tightly Tangled Web & Last Days 

This is quite the reunion. Bucky’s mission is a gang – Natasha’s mission is a case. They end up on the same train, at the same time, fighting the same bad guys, but Natasha only knows Bucky as the Winter Soldier (Black Widow #8). After this, Bucky keeps an eye on her from afar, and ends up getting her out of a couple sticky situations. Their final interaction in this run involves Bucky promising that he will always be there for her. It’s probably around this time she begins to suspect that he isn’t just the Winter Soldier to her – although nothing is certain. (It’s worth noting that by this point, Bucky has become the Man on the Wall – an agent whose purpose is to protect the planet from threats – a job which he inherited from Nick Fury.) 

No More Secrets

Another Black Widow story, this time Bucky is the one who gets kidnapped – after he’s caught by Natasha’s childhood rival, Recluse, watching out for her. He spends the entire run acting as a guardian angel, but inevitably Natasha has to save his ass from Recluse who enjoys taunting him by telling Natasha about his feelings for her and beating him over the head with a rifle. It turns out that Nick Fury sent him to collect Natasha, however, and after their trip gets a little rocky (a guy’s head explodes and a tiny murder child tries to hijack their spaceship), Bucky and Nat save each other – first, Natasha empties her oxygen tank into Bucky’s so he’ll have enough air to get to the ship, and then Bucky revives her with CPR. They share a kiss, and it’s implied that Natasha now at least knows about their past together. She has a job to finish, however, so they part ways on their return to Earth. 

Civil War II & Thunderbolts 

Here’s where timelines get a little weird. Somewhere in here, Bucky hears the prophecy that Steve Rogers is going to be killed by Miles Morales, so being the rational person he is he attempts to capture Miles so that this can’t happen. Except at this time, he’s a fugitive from SHIELD for hiding Kobik. He ends up captured and in a jail cell, where he is confronted by Steve Rogers himself, who tries to get him to give Kobik’s location. The Thunderbolts rescue him, and it’s made clear he doesn’t trust Steve with this information. This is when Steve – who is actually the Hydra version (who will be referred to as Stevil from now on) – decides he has to kill Bucky. (EDIT: At some point after the rescue, Bucky and Nat’s adventure on the Moon occurs. This can be confusing due to the inconsistent symbol on his arm.) Zemo, who is Stevil’s best buddy, and his Masters of Evil attack the Thunderbolts’ hideout and nearly beat Bucky to death. Kobik saves him by sending him back in time and trying to get him to join HYDRA – this is when he learns the truth about Stevil, though he refuses to believe it (this is apparently a trend with him – stay tuned). Upon refusing to join HYDRA, Kobik has massively destructive temper tantrum and is shattered and Bucky is carried away to be strapped to yet another rocket and, supposedly, blown to smithereens. In Thunderbolts #5 features a flashback to Bucky and Natasha’s Red Room days (seen above), and there’s another reference to Nat later on as well – but I promise that’s not the only reason all of this is relevant, because right around the time Bucky is believed dead, Stevil makes his allegiances public, and thus begins….

Secret Empire

The part we all hate and no one wants to talk about but an unfortunate amount of SHIT occurred in. Let’s start from the beginning – Bucky is, to the world, a dead man. Super dead. Murdered good. This has seriously fucked Nat up. At some point, she enters a casual relationship with Clint Barton – who… quite obviously takes it more seriously than she does. But they both acknowledge the fact that Natasha has not been the same since Bucky died. 

So you can read that however you want (although, I personally don’t think very highly of Clint for getting involved with her while she’s grieving another man). Basically, Natasha wants to kill Stevil, Clint thinks she’s wrong, so she decks him and goes on the run. From there, she starts the new Red Room (which is all kinds of ridiculous since her previous run was all about ending the new Dark Room, but I digress) with a team that includes Miles Morales. Remember that prophecy? Well, he’s pretty convinced its true, but Natasha tries to save him from the fate of becoming a murderer – and takes Stevil’s shield to the neck/jaw. It seemingly kills her and the rest of us spend the next several issues wondering whether or not she’s going to come back. But in the meantime, someone else comes back – 

Bucky, back from the dead he never was because his old pal Namor fished him out of the ocean because apparently Zemo is really bad at tying people to rockets. Bucky has been hiding out this whole time – surprise! – and he’s hatched a plan for stopping Stevil that involves, and I truly cannot make this shit up folks, 1) giving Stevil the last missing piece of the Cosmic Cube, 2) shrinking to ant-size and shooting into the Cube which is embedded in Stevil’s Hydra armor, 3) becoming a Mufasa-like entity inside the Cube and pulling the real Steve and Kobik out, and 4) watching the two Steve’s go at it. Once Stevil is defeated, Kobik fixes pretty much nothing. Everyone, including Natasha, is still dead. 

Rather than attending her funeral, Bucky goes on a mission to Madripoor – where he watches the funeral live on TV before following a lead in a super mysterious case. He then watches the assassination of a general who had come to power in the US along with HYDRA, looks up to the window the shot came from, and immediately monologues: 

Which leads us right into –

Tales of Suspense

Bucky teams up with Clint in an effort to discover who this mystery assassin is. In the time between Secret Empire’s epilogue and the beginning of this story, Bucky has switched his point of view. He now believes Natasha is dead and someone is impersonating her. Clint thinks she is still alive. While chasing her down, they run into each other, and an uneasy alliance is formed.

The two work together following clues and leads. There are a couple pretty close calls, including a battle which leaves Yelena Belova dead in a subway and someone who looks an awful lot like Natasha speeding away on the back of a truck. Their clues lead them to the home of a Red Room operative, whose murder Bucky has been framed for. Finally, while following the lead of the Red Room, they run into Natasha herself, apparently alive.

Natasha traps them in a bunker where she takes Bucky’s arm and Clint’s bow and seemingly blows them up. It turns out that she wanted those things as proof she had killed them to gain the Red Room’s trust – but how did she survive Secret Empire? She didn’t. This Natasha is a clone, engineered by the Red Room and given her consciousness by a psychic agent. The bear mutant Ursa Major, who you may remember from the Gulag, convinces the psychic to give Natasha all of her memories so that she may take the Red Room down from within.

Bucky and Clint escape from the bunker and track her down. A battle ensues. Clint is distraught by Natasha’s violence. He and Bucky help her win the battle, but as they leave the building she goes back in just in time for it to explode. An officer finds a note for each of them on a tree nearby. Natasha tells Clint that though she cares deeply for him, he can’t follow her where she is going and urges him to learn not to care for people who only ever hurt him. Bucky suggests that his note is the same, when in reality Natasha has asked for his help in a secret mission.

Clint and Bucky go their separate ways. Meanwhile, Logan has left Natasha a present in Madripoor: the Space Stone.

A not-so-brief history of buckynat… continued

Straight to the point. I like it

Summary: He looked like sex walking when he wore a suit. But when he wore black he could be the devil with the face of an angel. And you were definitely planning on committing some sins.

FILTH SMUT PWP

You were watching him get ready, buttoning the cuffs of his all black suit right before he was put on standby to take the stage. You had been his assistant for a few months now and had been fighting to not make a complete fool of yourself. Tenoch Huerta was a god of a man but tonight he looked like the devil himself wrapped up in the exquisite present that was his black suit.

Thank you for that. He does in fact kiss like a slut.

Summary: He rarely got nervous during sex scenes let alone kissing scenes. But you had him so wound up that he couldn't help himself.

Oh this ends in SMUT for sure.

The tension, the filth, Tenoch you slut.

“never even realized how lost i was without her. but i always was. just some lost soldier who forgot he ever had a home… until she gave me one.”

“natasha, please. it’s me, bucky… it’s james.”

“i try to imagine my life without her, and all i see is pain. and heartbreak. but at least i’ll be the only one feeling it. i take solace in that thought… and hold on to it for as long as i can. but it won’t be long enough.”

“it’s okay…sshhh… i saved you for a change, that’s all.”

“the kid steve remembers never even existed. no one’s ever been able to see that. no one but natasha.”

“i work better alone.”

“you shot at natasha. that was your last act on earth, pal.”

“she’s mine.”

“leaving has never been a problem for me.”

“i’m going to find natasha… just like i always have.”

“you weren’t trying too hard to help, i noticed.” “hey this was supposed to be your show, not mine.”

“not that i don’t hear stories…” “stories of my failures, no doubt.” “of your charm.”

“captain america is a living legend. you are all the memorial that steve needs.”

“what on earth are we going to do with you, milii moi?”

“i just got him back, it’s not fair.”

“yeah… survival… people don’t understand.” “i do, james. you know that.”

“i think he was the one who made me believe i was a ballerina for several years.” “to be fair, you do have the moves.” “to be fair.”

“why? why me? i don’t believe in two coincidences.”

“spit it out, barnes.” “nothing. stay warm is all. be careful.”

“fine. but no pancake houses.”

“a long time ago, natalia romanova made me remember what it was to feel human. and they punished us both for that, in different ways. fighting her now is like punishing myself all over again.”

“all i’ve ever brought her is trouble… she’s better off without me.”

“natasha is not yours. she belongs to the red guardian.” “you think she belongs to anyone? then you’re as foolish as the others.”

“a little something to let you know i haven’t forgotten either.”

“i just… i know how he thinks. we were both weapons once… to be used.”

“i’m not blind, you know.” “i think i love you, james buchanan barnes.” 

“man, do i love my girlfriend.”

“you died, james.” “oh that again… that trick never works.” “not with you, apparently. you’re too stubborn.”

“you’ve been through a lot, natasha. are you sure you want to go back? … i could take you anywhere, you know. we could– you could go away for a while. the world hasn’t been kind to you and maybe you need to just–” “no bucky, i have to go back. thank you for coming for me. “of course, nat. you know i’m always here for you.”

“bucky and natasha together… they’re already like a well-oiled machine. like any good partnership should be.”

“like i said, she always amazes me.”

“going after him is a dead end. i know. i’ve tried.”

“i really missed you.” “of course you did… but go easy on the smooth talk, james. you’re ten hot showers away from being able to touch me.”

“hey now, loverboy. we don’t have all day.” “i know. i just needed a moment.”

“i’m promised to someone else.” “i know… he’s an ass.”

“walk away from this. i don’t want to hurt you.” “i was just about to say the same thing.”

“i’m sorry natalia… i never wanted to get you into trouble. but i guess that’s all i’m good at.”

“had avengers business. didn’t want to wake you.”

“you could at least recognize me.”

“just some lost soldier who forget he ever had a home until she gave me one.”

“if i offered myself up would you take my help? i know you don’t need me. but please, natasha. whatever else we are… let me be your friend.”

“you’ve got this… you always did impress me.”

“and you wear this to mourn her? a black star?”

“do you remember it all? our time together when i was young?” “yeah, i remember everything natalia. and you were the one good thing in all of it.”

“i don’t think it’s ever supposed to be easy, james.”

“nat, i know you’re in there… because i was too when they did it to me.”

“she doesn’t remember their relationship. he does.”

“you might not want to pull at that thread.”

“something else i need to know about?” “darling. sweetheart. absolutely not.”

“you’re a good man.” “not really, no. but you’re the only one who understands that.”

“james, you found me.” “you can’t be surprised. we’re both made of similar stuff. i just hide it better than you do.”

Collage - Tenoch Huerta

Feliz día del niño y niña para todos 🙌🏾🎉🎊...

Piensa como adulto, vive como joven, aconseja como anciano y sueña como niño.

🥺❤️‍🩹

"Siempre imagino que le hablo a los niños."

"Nos enseñaron a sentir vergüenza de ser lo que somos. Y lo que yo les digo es eres hermoso eres valioso. El sistema también sangra no son dioses, no son seres especiales no son gentes dotadas de una sapiensa y una belleza fuera de lugar, no, son seres humanos. Todos somos seres humanos. Yo principalmente le hablo a la banda racializada."

"Yo le hablo al niño que fuí. Le hablo a ese niño de secundaria que no entendía porque era tratado así, que no entendía como pasó de ser un niño dulce que cabía en cualquier lugar a volverse un adolescente al que a los 14 años ya le habían puesto una pistola y una escopeta en la cabeza simplemente por ser prieto. Entonces yo le estoy hablando a ese niño que no entendía que no hay nada malo en él... ❤️‍🩹"

Chapter 1-Healer

Namor x female!reader

ONESHOT

𝐞𝐧·𝐚𝐦·𝐨𝐫

/𝐢ˈ𝐧𝐚𝐦ə𝐫,𝐞ˈ𝐧𝐚𝐦ə𝐫/

𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞: 𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝; 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞: 𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝

𝐓𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫

🌊🪽🌊🪼🌊

She was enamored with his world, and he was enamored with her.

[Unedited]

[Bold means they're speaking in yucatec maya]

[Trigger Waring: Blood]

*3rd Person POV*

"Yeild, and Wakanda will protect your oceans. We will protect your secrets. Yeild, and your people will live. Vengeance has consumed us. We cannot let it consume our people.

"I yeild."

"Talokanile'ex! Let us return home! Our fight here is done!" Namor shouted to his people from the jet, his words making them bow in understanding.

"Wakanda forever!" Shuri also shouted, getting a 'Wakanda forever' in return from the Wakandans. Shuri turned to Namor, and breathlessly and tiredly said, "I have a friend who can heal you, give you back your wings." Namor nodded, and both leaders turned back to their people.

*Time Skip*

"Well, this is the place Shuri said to go. At least I think it is... hopefully." (Y/N) mumbled to herself as she set her waterproof pack onto the warm sand. (Y/N) had just arrived at a nameless and extremely hidden beach in Yucatan, courtesy of Shuri arranging a flight for her. Shuri had called (Y/N) with a favor to help heal a new friend/ally of Wakanda's. (Y/N) had heard about the fight between Wakanda and a new group/kingdom, but decided not to bring it up, considering they both found a truce.

The, to be kept secret friend, Namor, told Shuri to have her healer, (Y/N), to wait on a specific beach, which is the one she is currently waiting on. He didn't say a specific time, so (Y/N) arrived to the beach around 8:30 in the morning, not wanting to miss Namor or keep him waiting. Shuri told her he was kind, noble yet unforgiving. (Y/N) didn't want to get on his bad side.

(Y/N) looked around the beach, taking in the scenery as she sat down. 'Wow... it's gorgeous.' She thought to herself as she took in the palm trees, exotic flowers, small creatures running or flying around, the tan sand and finally the light teal ocean. It was quiet and peaceful, away from the human touch; purely nature.

She took in a deep breath of the salty air and closed her eyes. She exhaled with a calming smile as her shoulders relaxed. She stayed that way for awhile, just sitting with her eyes closed, a peaceful smile adorning her lips as the morning sun bathed her in a golden light.

From a distance in the ocean, she was being watched. Namor and a handful of his soldiers, including Namora and Attuma, gazed at the girl as she soaked in the morning sun. "This is the girl we're supposed to meet? She doesn't look to be much." Namora said, glancing to Namor. "It's always the ones you least expect." Attuma added. This new girl gave Namor a... strange feeling. Nothing bad, but nothing good. She was pleasing to the eye and seemed kind, but all of that could be a facade.

"Let's just continue watching her for the time being." Namor said, not taking his eyes off the girl on the beach. And that they did. They watched her as she walked around, either drew or wrote in her journal, ate, played with the animals and insects, read and even at one point take a nap. It was late afternoon by the time Attuma spoke up, "We've spent almost the whole day watching her, she seems harmless. Shall we go and get her?"

"If I was her I wouldn't have waited this long, somethings up." Namora said, suspicious. Namor went to respond but paused, "Wait, look." They all look to the shore to see the girl put down her book as she spotted something washing up on to the beach.

"Oh... oh no. No, no, no, no, no!" (Y/N) bolted to her feet and ran towards the shore, towards a beached and bleeding manta ray. She fell to her knees as she assessed the wound. There was a large fishing hook in the back of its right fin. "Oh gosh," (Y/N) mumbled to herself, worry in her tone. "Alright, let's do this." She determinedly said, quickly taking off her shoes and socks, hoodie and cargo pants. Thankfully she was wearing a tank top and shorts underneath.

She could tell the manta ray was a juvenile based on its size, so it was relatively easy for her to shimmy it back into the water. When it was deep enough, she placed her hands on its underbelly and helped it further out into the ocean, until it was up to her breast. "I'm sorry but this is going to hurt," (Y/N) apologized to the manta ray as she lifted its fin out of the water and swiftly pulled the fishing hook out, the ray flapping its fins in pain afterwards.

She threw the hook onto the beach as she apologized again, "I know, I'm sorry!" She took her index finger and wiped up some of the manta rays blood. Then she did something none of the Talokan were expecting, she licked the manta rays blood from her finger. "What the...?" Namora had mumbled under her breath.

(Y/N) closed her eyes after tasting the blood, still holding onto the manta ray. After about 30 seconds she re-opened her eyes, "Got it." She placed her hand on the rays wound and slowly pulled it up. Thin strings of gold light became visible as she lifted her hand, the strings were attached to her hand and the rays wound. She intricately moved her fingers as the strings danced, closing the rays wound, leaving nothing but a completely healed scar.

"Hm..." Was all Namor could say.

(Y/N) let go of the ray and watched as it flapped its fins for a moment, testing them out. When realizing he was okay, he swam deeper into the water, swimming circles around the girl as she giggled in happiness.

'That sound...' Namor definitely wanted to hear it again.

The ray swam off and (Y/N) smiled in the direction she last saw it. She then turned and made her way back to the beach. "Let's go," Namor ordered, diving underwater, the soldiers following.

Just as (Y/N) got back onto shore, she heard a male voice call out and froze, "You are the healer Shuri told me about, yes?" What alarmed her at first was that the voice came from behind her, from the ocean. But she quickly remembered what little information Shuri told her about Namor, that he lived in the water. She tried to calm down her racing heart as she turned to make eye contact with the source of the voice.

When they came face to face, it seemed like everything stopped, like everything went quiet. (E/c) eyes, dark brown eyes. (H/l) (h/c) (h/t) hair, short black wavy hair. Smooth (s/c) skin, clear caramel skin. Scars, piercings, tattoos, the shape of each other's faces, ears, lips, shoulders, fingers, everything. They took in everything about the other, all the way from how tall the other was to how long or short their eyelashes were. It was like they were in a trance, but it all came to a stop.

"Well? He asked you a question. Speak." Namora called out to (Y/N), jolting her back to reality. "O-Oh! Yes! I'm the healer Shuri sent! My name is (Y/N), it is a pleasure to meet you!" (Y/N) hastily said as she bowed to Namor. "I am Namor. We are going to search your things." Namor introduced and stated, sending two of the background soldiers up onto the beach. "Oh! Go ahead!" (Y/N) gestured to her pack.

The two Talokans searched the bag and found no weapons or trackers. One of them closed it back up after tossing (Y/N)'s clothes into it and swinging it over their shoulder. "Here is a mask to help you breath underwater," Namor said as he held out one of their respirators. "Oh,  thank you, but I don't need it." (Y/N) kindly waved off, getting confused looks from the Talokans.

(Y/N) closed her eyes and after a few seconds, two sets of gills appeared on her neck, just like the Talokan. The Talokan, except for Namor, gasped backed away from the girl, Namora even going as far as raising her spear to (Y/N). (Y/N)'s eyes went wide at the sudden hostility and she also backed up. Namor placed his hand on Namora's spear and lowered it, "How did you do that?" He questioned, pure curiosity in his voice.

(Y/N) was hesitant to answer at first due to the Talokans reaction, but Namors dark brown eyes were calming. "It's my power, my mutation.  I can go deeper into it if you want, but not here." She said as she looked around the beach for civilians. "Yes, let's get going. Can you keep up with us?" Namor asked, walking further into the ocean. "Uh, hopefully." (Y/N) nervously chuckled.

"Let's go!" Namor dived into the water, Namora and Attuma following. (Y/N) changed her eyes so that they would be protected from the salt water and so she could see better. She also changed her skin to thermoregulate like a dolphin or whale, avoiding hypothermia. Finally she dove in, the last three Talokans behind her. All seven of them swam deeper and further into the ocean, passing by many sea animals.

Ever since she was younger, (Y/N) gravitated more towards the sea animals than the land animals, and since she only ever saw sea animals is aquariums or marine life hospitals, it was like a field day for her. She beamed and smiled at every animal she saw, and even occasionally touched.

Namor watched her from the corner of his eye as she was absolutely entranced by the wildlife, still swimming towards their underwater cave. Though he stopped when (Y/N) happened to look up and see a swarm jellyfish. She gasped in delight, "Moon jellyfish!" She swam up, completely forgetting her company.

The three background soldiers were about to swim up and follow her but Namor stopped them, "Wait here, all of you." Namor swam up next to the healer and saw her giggling with a large smile on her face, jellyfish dancing around her and brushing up against her skin, tickling her.

"Strange, I've never seen them act that way before." Namor commented, still watching as one jellyfish came and rested in the girls cupped hands. "Oh really?" (Y/N) replied, only half paying attention to Namor. Namor swam closer to the girl, where he was right next to her, "The animals respect you." He said, more so to himself than her.

The sudden change in Namor's volume caught (Y/N) off guard and she looked in his direction, slightly jolting at his new proximity. He was staring at her, a feeling in his eyes she couldn't describe. "Oh, sorry. I'm keeping us up." She apologized, then she slowly lifted her hands up, the jellyfish swimming away.

Namor still watched her as she did this, and all the while, she had a truly peaceful smile. The rest of the jellyfish surrounding them also swam away, making a clearing for the two. (Y/N) turned back to Namor to show she was ready, and he was the first to start swimming down, the healer following close behind.

A few minutes went by as the group continued to swim. They eventually came to an entrance to, what (Y/N) assumed was, an underwater cave. But none of them made a move to enter. Namor turned to (Y/N), "We are going to blindfold you in order to keep our destination a secret, to keep my people safe."

"Oh, okay." (Y/N) nodded in understanding, closing her eyes as Namora came behind her to tie the blindfold. (Y/N) couldn't see anything, but she could still hear and feel. She heard Namor speak in his native tongue and two hands grab hers, both rough and larger than her hands. They were slightly different in size and feel, telling her that it was two different people guiding her.

They started to swim, guiding the blind girl with them. They swam for almost ten minutes before they breached water. The two holding onto (Y/N) helped her out of the water, standing her up. The blindfold was removed and she blinked a few times, transitioning her eyes back to her normal (e/c) ones (also getting rid of the gills).

She took in her surroundings and saw that they were now in a cave. When she looked up, she saw stalactites and glow worms, giving the cave a soft teal glow. She looked down to see the pool of water they came from. From the turns and quick movements she felt when she was blindfolded, she knew she would get lost if she needed/tried to escape for any reason.

"This way," Namor called to the girl, gesturing towards a small hut to her right. The guards stood outside of the hut, except for Namora and Attuma, they entered along with Namor and (Y/N). The hut was well lit with torches, giving (Y/N) a full view the tapestries decorating the walls. "Woah..." (Y/N) said, the word leaving her mouth involuntarily as she took in all of the work. "Would you like a robe?" Namor asked, pulling one around his shoulders. The healer shook her head, "No thank you, I'm regulating my temperature." At her words, Namor lightly chuckled in amusement.

"What has... Shuri told you about us?" Namor then hesitantly started, watching (Y/N) observe the tapestries with wonder. "Not much," She started, still taking in the murals. "Just that you went from enemies to allies and you and your people live in the ocean," At this point she turns to face Namor fully and gesture to his ankles, "And that you needed those fixed."

Namor nodded, "Before we start, tell me about your power." (Y/N) tensed slightly, "Ah, yeah, that... well, if I consume a beings DNA, human or animal, I can heal any of their wounds. But in order to do that, I have to absorb their DNA, which means I gain their traits. For example, the ray I healed today, I can now change my eyes to theirs, I can form girls like theirs, and if I want I can make my skin like theirs."

At this, Namor stops her, "So, if you consume any of my DNA, you can gain my strength and wings?" (Y/N) could hear in his tone that he was not happy about that. She nodded nonetheless, "Yes, but I can promise you I would never use them." "How do I know I can trust you?" Namor retorted.

"You don't, that's what trust is about. Putting your faith in someone." (Y/N) responded. "The last time I did that, one of people ended up dying." Namor gravely said. "Shuri must have failed to mention I'm a pacifist." (Y/N)'s sentence made Namor pause. He looked to her, "You're a... pacifist?" There was clear doubt in his tone.

The healer sighed heavily before answering, "I'm not going to go into why, but things happened in my past that made me who I am today. I don't want violence or destruction, I want peace and clarity. I only use my power for good causes. Plus, every time I gain a new DNA and go to use it, it feels like every fiber, every atom of my body is either exploding or ripping apart. It's very painful." She ended with a chuckle.

"What about today?" Namor questions. (Y/N) shrugs, "It hurts, but not as much as the very first time I did it. I'm used to the pain now." The King nodded, "Shall we get started then?" (Y/N) nodded as Namor sat down in a chair, unwrapping one of his bandages.

"Before we start," (Y/N) started, getting down on her knees for better access to Namor's ankles. "I should warn you, the healing process will hurt immensely since you're similar to human. I highly suggest we do sessions of healing." Namor cringed at being compared to a human, but nodded anyway, "Let's see how far we can get today."

(Y/N) nodded and held her hand out for Namor's. He gave her his hand, palm side up as she grew a thin and sharp talon. "May I?" She gestured to his hand and he nodded. She pricked the tip of his index finger and a small dot of blood arose. Namor chuckled, "I thought you were a pacifist." (Y/N) giggled, "You gave me permission so it doesn't count." She then leaned down and licked the blood off of his finger.

Namor didn't know how to feel or react, your giggle, smile, and your tongue on his skin sent his mind into overdrive. Thankfully for him, she closed her eyes for a moment before opening them again. Her once (e/c) eyes were now a gold. She looked back to Namor, "Are you ready?" He nodded in response.

She gently placed her hand on his wing and slowly brought it up. Gold strings attached to the wound from her fingers and pain immediately rushed through Namor. He grunted in surprise, gritted his teeth, and clasped onto the table near him. Namora and Attuma stepped forward in a panic but halted when Namor held up his hand.

Five minutes went by and Namor was already sweating heavily and panting. The table he was grasping was ready to break any second. When his eyes went half lidded (Y/N) stopped her healing, "I think that's good for today." Namor couldn't find it in himself to object.

(Y/N) pulled out a handkerchief from her pack and wiped Namors forehead, "Here, use this." Namor nodded in thanks and took the handkerchief, their hands touching in the process. He looked to her and they made eye contact, dark brown eyes locked with (e/c) ones. Something surged through them, a feeling foreign to both.

Unsure of what to do, (Y/N) broke eye contact and looked to the ground. "How far did you get?" Namor asked in order to quickly avoid the awkward atmosphere. The healer looked to his wing and nervously chuckled, "Uh, almost half an inch!" She tried to sound cheerful but failed. Namor nodded, "We will do more tomorrow."

(Y/N) gathered her things and the four beings left the hut. She was blindfolded once again as they left the cave. Once out in front of the tunnel entrance, they removed the blindfold. They swam back to the beach where they met (Y/N), of course, not without said girl admiring the jellyfish again.

After checking no one was on the beach, they breached the water and made their way to shore. (Y/N) turned to Namor, "Same time tomorrow?" He nodded, "Thank you for today, I will see you tomorrow, (Y/N)." Hearing her name said by this attractive being made her heart race and cheeks flush. She quickly nodded, "See you tomorrow, Namor." Hearing his name from this beautiful and kind being made Namors heart beat quicken and heat rise to his pointed ears. He never thought he could love the name given to him by the beings he despised, but the healer was proving him wrong.

From the Weta Workshop.

The first step was to resolve the fit, and movement using hand-made prototypes in a heat-formable black foam.

Once this was working on the body, we scanned these individual parts, and our talented ZBrush artist, Fabio Paiva, added in the details and ornamentation.

Next, they were 3D printed. Then the gold and jade texture was added by our props team before the final parts went to be molded for reproduction.

The red cloak is a unique and custom-made fabric, woven using a floor loom. The costume’s designer, Ruth Costume Design, Inc. wanted this cloak to be special. We used a combination of hand-weaving techniques to create this lovely fabric, which is quite thick, but also open and flowing with an interesting undulating pattern.

Our crew wove the cloak using two different shades of red linen yarn as well as stripes of lustrous gold thread and strands of tiny gold beads.

“El obsesivo de Alonso Ruiz Palacios para café paraíso hubo una escena donde le doy un beso a la actriz, se hizo un doblaje del beso del sonido del beso, creí que era una broma … Este quiere hacernos la broma y quiere que nos estemos besuquiando (besando) pero nooo era en serio… Hicieron como 30 tomas del beso, del sonido del beso y no quedaba y no quedaba hasta que se dió un beso en la mano y dijo ese es el sonido que estoy buscando🌚…

Pero antes de eso en la toma 25 cómo que le empezé a perder el misterio… creo que nuestra relación ya está llegando muy lejos🤔 (le dijo a la actriz)"🙂😬