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a not-so-brief history of buckynat (post-widow hunt)
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.
Natasha will return in Infinity Countdown: Black Widow in June 2018. She is also expected to appear with Bucky in Ta-Nehisi Coates’s upcoming Captain America series beginning in July 2018.
Alright folks! It’s been a few years since I’ve given this a proper update. I’m gonna start by emphasizing that there has not been a Ton of Bucky/Nat content recently, but hopefully this post will give you something of an idea of what they’ve both been up to. So without further ado…
First of all I'm in live with your writing and the fact that you write for tenoch and I was wondering if you could write something about tenoch wearing all black and the reader just being smittened and they go to sit on his lab and the it get a little steamy. Sorry if this don't make sense😅😅😅😅
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.
Something about the dark actor head to toe in the ink deep shade was making it harder than ever for your mind to stay in an appropriate place. There had been flirting, long glances, hugs that lasted too long, and of course the drunken kiss at an after party. But aside from that Tenoch practically ignored you. Tonight was no different as you had helped him prepare for his primetime tv interview then driven him back to his hotel.
The suit itself was a gift from a brand but his watch and cufflinks were rented for a partnership. So instead of being able to go straight home and let your imagination run wild you were forced to follow the actor up to his hotel room to put the watch and cufflinks in their packaging for their return the next day.
When you got to his hotel room he surprised you by pouring himself a glass of whiskey at the bar then taking a seat in one of the armchairs. Normally he would immediately remove whatever needed to be returned, help you package it and send you on your way. You were never sure if he did this so you wouldn't have to stay out later or if he just didn't want you hanging around for too long.
Tenoch however made no move to remove the watch or cufflinks. Instead he was sat, legs spread, as he sipped slowly on his drink. You watched him, taking in his long legs, strong hands, and the dark look in his eye.
"T-tenoch, I need the watch and cufflinks," You hated that you stuttered but how could you not when he looked like he could devour you at any moment.
"I know," he replied, not taking his eyes off of you. He made no move to take off the mentioned items. You felt uneasy under his gaze but didn't think too much about it as you watched his unoccupied hand rest on his crotch. The actor began palming his crotch and you realized he was getting an erection.
Moisture pooled between your legs at the sight. Your mouth went dry and you swallowed audibly. That made the actor smirk. He downed the rest of his drink then made a gesture for you to approach him. You hesitated, not sure what was happening but whatever it was, you had a feeling your fantasies might be coming true.
When you were close enough, Tenoch looked at you and spoke, "Get on my lap."
Your eyes widened then a small smile spread across your face. Seeing you finally understand what the situation was, Tenoch chuckled. You climbed into his lap, straddling him but he chuckled again.
"No, not like that. Across my lap," He maneuvered you so that you had your stomach across his lap, your head hanging off one side and your legs the other. Tenoch's hand scratched lightly at the nape of your neck as he collected your hair, pushing it to the side further from him so he could see your face. "You've been a good assistant these last few months. Quite a good girl and I think you need a reward."
You were in disbelief at what was happening but your arousal also told you that you were ready for what ever came next. Tenoch reached around and rubbed your ass affectionately. He flipped up the hem of your skirt and you felt the cold air on your ass. A part of you thanked your past self for wearing a sexy thong. You wiggled your ass enticingly and you heard Tenoch chuckle.
"Oh well, look at that," His warm hand squeezed one ass cheek then the other. You moaned softly when you felt him run a finger along your wet pussy, the thong barely covering you. "You got wet so fast. Good girl."
THWAP
Tenoch spanked your ass without warning. You cried out at the sting but he rubbed your reddened cheek while hushing you.
THWAP
He spanked the other cheek and gave it the same comforting rub. This was the first time you had ever been spanked like this and you were almost embarrassed by the gush of moisture between your legs.
THWAP THWAP THWAP TWHAP
Twice more, alternating cheeks and you were moaning like a whore on his lap.
"That's a good girl," the actor rubbed your cheeks gently, "I love how an ass gets hot from being slapped."
You felt him bend down and kiss and lick your ass making you arch a little. He sat back up and you felt his hand on your ass again. But this time he reached in between, pushing your thong aside to rub your clit.
"Ay mierda, you're so wet. You're like a wet whore for me. What a good girl," Tenoch praised you as he circled your clit. You felt him bend down again. You prepared for another kiss on your ass but instead he pushed your cheeks aside and pushed his tongue into your ass. You screamed out at the sensation.
The actor chuckled against your ass but continued to eat you while his fingers toyed with your pussy. When he sat up again you felt him slide his fingers through your wetness then push one finger into your wet asshole and another into your pussy. You were moaning loudly now, thrusting back into his hand.
"You're such a good little slut for me. I've seen the way you've been looking at me. Especially tonight. Were you going to go home and fuck yourself while thinking about me?" Tenoch spoke to you as he continued to fuck your holes with his fingers. He didn't give you time to answer as he reached towards your ass with his free hand.
THWAP THWAP THWAP
The spanking made you clench down on his hand. You could feel your orgasm building already.
THWAP THWAP THWAP
He rubbed your ass gently but continued to fuck your ass and pussy with his fingers. Tenoch added a finger to each hole making you groan at the fullness.
"That's a good girl. You're so wet and you're taking it all so well. Do you want to cum for me?" Tenoch asked, running a hand from your bare ass up to your neck.
"Yes, please. Please I want to cum," You begged.
"What will make you cum? Be a good girl and tell me," Tenoch purred as he continued his ministrations.
"Spank me more, please. I want it," You pleaded.
"If that's what my girl wants," Tenoch teased.
THWAP
You felt more arousal gush from you.
THWAP
The sound of his fingers fucking you were loud with the increased arousal dripping down between your legs.
THWAP
He curled his fingers inside of you and you felt your eyes roll into the back of your head.
THWAP
You convulsed as you came hard on his hand. His spanking didn't stop as you came hard, creaming onto his fingers. When you finally went limp Tenoch gently removed his hand from you and caressed your ass. He pulled your dress back down and righted your thong. You were dazed and wobbly when Tenoch moved your feet to the ground and gently helped you kneel in front of the legs you were just draped across.
"I just need one more thing from you, sweet girl," Tenoch said as he undid his paints and pulled out his hard and weeping cock.
"Yes, sir, whatever you want," You were practically drooling at the sight of him.
He chuckled, grasped your chin and fisted his cock, "Open up,"
You opened your mouth and it didn't take long until he grunted and strings of cum flew into your mouth and across your face. Ribbon after ribbon until it was dripping from your lip. You swallowed whatever got into your mouth and used your finger to swipe the rest and suck it off. Tenoch breathed heavily as he watched you consume his cum. There was a self assured smirk on his face.
"That's a good girl. Now go clean up in the bathroom while I package up the watch and cufflinks. Then you can go." He tucked himself back into his pants and you made your way to the rest room.
You looked in the mirror. You were disheveled, speckled with cum, and satiated. Your pussy and ass throbbed but you still wanted more. Tenoch called for you and you came back to your senses. You took a wash cloth and cleaned up as best you could, happy that you would be heading home right afterwards. Your legs were still a little wobbly.
When you came out, Tenoch looked as put together as usual. His easy smile had returned and he had a box in his hand.
"Here, you can take it in the morning before you pick me up for the shoots tomorrow," He said as you took the package.
Once in your hands you weren't sure what to do. Not sure if your relationship had changed at all. But Tenoch broke the ice, amused at you sudden hesitation.
"Be a good girl and stop looking so hesitant," He stepped forward and kissed the crown of your head, "Everything will be the same, I just expect you to continue to follow my directions. Even after the shoots. Alright?"
You knew this was crossing into some kink relationship but you didn't care. You nodded enthusiastically.
"Good girl. Now go home. Text me when you get there so I know you made it," Tenoch led you to his hotel room door. "Goodnight, y/n."
"G-good night Tenoch," Then he shut the door, leaving you in the hallway clutching at the box and wondering what the hell you had gotten yourself into.
....
I swear writing all this smut is not good for my libido.
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Oh boy am I grateful to have found your blog!! I have two requests if that’s ok but I’ll ask them separately to make it easier for you as I’m sure you have many! Ok so 1 - we all know tenoch kisses like a slut so I was thinking tenoch and reader have a kiss scene (maybe sex scene but only if you’re comfortable) and there’s some mutual pining and they get carried away with themselves
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.
Tenoch was feeling incredibly wound up. Four months of filming with you and he was fully and undeniably attracted to you. From the way you smiled at him to the way he could always smell your perfume in the makeup trailer in the morning. Everything about you was playing on his mind. But you were also so hard to read.
The problem wasn't that you were closed off or even shy. It was that you treated everyone equally. You knew everyone's name and if you didn't you made a point to ask. You gave out compliments freely, remembered small details, and never forgot anyone's birthday. You greeted everyone with a hug or a kiss unless they said not to. Then you made an effort to find out a comfortable way to greet them that they now fondly accepted.
If he hadn't seen you act with open affection with everyone else he may have believed you returned his attraction. You of course had spent most of your time and scenes with him the last few months as you filmed this movie together. The chemistry you shared translated into your characters and Tenoch found it easy to act out being in love with you. You were affectionate with him and seemed to enjoy his company.
So far you had only filmed a couple brief kissing scenes. While you kept it light hearted and comfortable between takes, Tenoch was fighting his urge to kiss you longer, rougher, and more passionately each time.
The way you would look at him while you filmed a scene could make anyone fall in love. The trust, the adoration, and the lust were palpable. But the minute the director yelled 'cut' your eyes would shift back to an unreadable pleasantness that drove the actor insane. Even when the two of you, or even with a group, went out after a day of shooting he could not tell if you favored him at all.
The rehearsals leading up to the sex scene had been comfortable and playful between the two of you. Neither of you were embarrassed about nudity and you approached the whole situation with logic and communication. When Tenoch told you that he tended to run with the feelings of the scene rather than to choreograph every movement, you simply nodded and said you could adjust.
"So you wouldn't mind if it got more explicit? Like I put my mouth on your nipples while you say your lines about how we shouldn't continue?" Tenoch asked, teasingly.
You just smiled serenely, "That would actually fit your character, getting distracted from the risk because he finally gets to give into the mutual attraction."
Tenoch almost scoffed at how easily you had redirected, "He would want to go down on her. I'll have to get close depending on the angle."
"That's what the modesty tape is for. I'll definitely be pulling at your hair and scratching you but I'll try not to be too rough," You said as you laid back onto the bed on set. You were both dressed and there were crew milling about as they prepped for the shoot tomorrow. The intimacy coordinator had left awhile ago and the two of you had been discussing the shoot the next day in the bed it would take place in.
While major parts of the scene were choreographed, like when the bed would get involved, when clothes would come off, and what positions would ultimately be used, the rest was up to them. Tenoch was more experienced in these things, "Pull as hard as you want, and leave marks on my back if you like too. I think it will do wonders for the scene."
He was laying on his side with his head propped on his hand looking at you. Tenoch was admiring your profile as you reminded him that he was filming a pool scene in a couple days so you couldn't actually leave marks.
Tenoch scoffed, flipping onto his back so you both were staring up into the ceiling, shoulders touching, "Aye, that's what makeup artists are for. We should leave big read hickeys on each other and see whose make up artist does the best at covering it up."
You laughed lightly then it was your turn to turn to your side, prop your head up and admire his profile. You ran a finger down his forehead, the bridge of his nose, and then over his lip. He playfully nipped at your finger before you took a hold of his chin and made him look at you. "You're always so silly."
"And you're always so serious," He replied smoothly. Tenoch tried not to get lost in your eyes as you stared at him. The air shifted and the tension between you rose to a peak again. He did not want to think about how kissable you looked at the moment, "If we are going to be serious then we can. I don't think I have to remind you that if you ever feel uncomfortable or that the scene isn't going the way it should, then please stop me. We can always do another take. If you need a break or even just a moment to breathe, take it. I know that these kind of scenes can be taxing to shoot."
His sincerity touched you. You knew behind the suggestive jokes and the flirtatious attitude that Tenoch cared about your wellbeing and safety, "I know Tenoch. I trust you. I think it will turn out perfectly."
Tenoch was taken by surprise when you leaned over and kissed his cheek. You were sitting up before he could react. "Goodnight, Tenoch. I'll see you tomorrow. And for the record, no hickeys."
He watched you leave, putting a hand to his cheek and rubbed the spot where your lips had been. Tenoch sighed, you were really getting under his skin.
~~~
The next day, the shoot started bright and early at the studio. Not very sexy but with all the cameras, you didn't expect it to be. Hair and makeup were minimal and once all the physical prep was worked out it was time to start. You both naturally fell into your characters.
"You keep talking down to me knowing damn well I can leave you shaking and whimpering under me if you gave me the chance," Tenoch was speaking his line softly, you were only millimeters apart and you could feel his breath against your lips. The way he looked at you shook you to your core.
He grabbed your chin, "Do you want to give me that chance now? I have a feeling you like being put in your place."
The way he purred that last line set off something inside you and you tried not to be embarrassed or self conscious about feeling yourself getting aroused. You had been doing so well being professional with him, still your close and affectionate self but with a boundary. The kissing scenes were always a struggle for you, trying not to sink to deeply into the need and want for the man. This scene now would be your biggest hurdle to keeping your attraction a secret.
You met his gaze, "We shouldn't do this here."
You put a hand against his chest and pushed him back. He only moved slightly. His hand covered yours on his chest. You watched him as he looked you in the eye and took your hand, placing it on his crotch. He took your chin and again got close enough to you that it was nearly a kiss, "Don't pretend you don't get wetter at the thought of someone finding you on your knees for me. Or better yet pinned to their bed while I fuck you."
Then his lips were on yours and you wrapped your arms around his neck. His hands roughly found the hem of your shirt and pushed it up to expose your bra clad breasts. As Tenoch found your neck, his hand pushed underneath your bra to palm your breast. You threw your head back and moaned a moan that wasn't acting.
You felt Tenoch pause for a moment then he pulled you in for another kiss that was only broken as he pulled his shirt over his head and yours followed. His hand found the back of your neck as his lips found you own again. With his other hand he tried to unhook your bra. His kissing faltered and then he let out a giggle against your lips. You opened your eyes as Tenoch pulled away. He was breathing heavily but had a goofy smile on his face.
"What?" You whispered, embarrassed at how breathy you sounded.
"I think your bra is stuck," Tenoch said loud enough for the crew to hear. The director yelled cut.
"It's alright Tenoch, Y/N that was nearly the end of that part anyway. Let's figure out why the bra is stuck and then we can reshoot that part from the other angles," The director turned to the crew to reset for the next angle.
Tenoch was a little red faced as he guided you to turn around. You felt yourself grow shy as the intimacy coordinator brought a towel over to give you some privacy as Tenoch figured out why your bra was stick.
"Ah, I got it. I'll put it back. There was a little extra loop and one of the hooks got caught. It should be okay for the next take," Tenoch said as he smoothed your bra back down and went to find the shirt he had tossed.
"That felt good I think," You tried to start an innocent conversation. You were sure that you looked a little flustered and hopefully not as needy as you felt. You took a look at all the crew and the cameras and tried to make yourself feel a little more embarrassed hoping it would but a damper on your arousal.
Tenoch now had his shirt back on, "Yea I liked when you pushed me away. That felt like a challenge. Was the boob grab too much?"
"No, no it was great, um fine. Yea it was fine. Now let's do it 4 more times," You tried to joke again. Tenoch was grinning at you and reminded you that you still hadn't put your shirt back on.
It was only 3 more takes of the lead up sequence and then it was time for the bed. There wasn't much dialogue during the journey between the wall and the bed, but there was a bit of coordination needed over when clothes would come off. Eventually you and Tenoch were laying on the bed naked except for the blanket you both were laying under for modesty, while the crew reset.
"How are you feeling?" Tenoch asked, turning on his side to look at you. You were unfortunately very aware that the modesty bandage between your legs was having trouble staying in place due to the moisture collecting there.
Your mind flashbacked to the last couple hours. The countless kisses, the skin on skin contact, the moans you released that weren't as much acting as you wanted them to be. You were annoyed with how flustered you were getting while it seemed like Tenoch was doing just fine.
"Hello, Y/N? Que pasa?" Tenoch asked as he waved his hand in front of your face.
You shook yourself out of your reverie, "U-um I'm fine, I just need to go to the bathroom."
You scooted to the edge of the bed and one of the assistants wrapped a robe around you and helped you to the bathrooms. The intimacy coordinator knocked on your dressing room door to find you sitting on the couch with your head in your hands. She rushed to your side, "Y/N, what's wrong? Is it too much? We can tell them to cut the shoot short today or we can change the scene?"
You let out a long groan, "It's nothing like that."
"Tell me how I can help you," She took a seat next to you and patted your back lightly, "What's bothering you?"
You looked at the compassionate face of the other woman, "You won't laugh?"
"Not unless it's really funny," She teased, you made a face but she reassured you, "I promise I won't laugh. Even if it's funny."
You hesitated then turned to your side and showed her the crumpled modesty bandage, "I-I got too wet."
"Oh honey, that's totally normal," She said taking the bandage and throwing it in the trash next to her, "You're a woman being very intimate with an attractive man. I was surprised you lasted that long. We have a ton more where that came from so we can bandage you up as many times as you need."
You felt your cheeks heat up and patted them to try to cool yourself, "It's embarrassing. I'm trying to be professional but it's just overwhelming."
The older woman rubbed a comforting hand up and down your arm, "Don't be embarrassed. Just between you and me, Tenoch asked us to keep his socks in the cooler so whenever he had to get tucked again it would make him soft."
Your eyes widened and you couldn't help the amusement showing on your face, "Really?"
"You're both very attractive people with blazing chemistry. It's an extensive scene and the director is pretty specific with how many angles he wants. You've been going at it for hours. I'd be worried if he didn't need a little help to stay decent. The way he kisses you seems a bit more desperate than necessary. Lucky girl." Her voice was soothing and you felt better about your biological reaction. But now you were thinking about Tenoch getting hard from kissing and touching you. "Come, Y/N, we will get you bandaged up again and then we can finish up the shoot.
~~~
Tenoch was left in the bed by himself as you went to handle your business. He shifted uncomfortably, adjusting the hard on that was raging while strapped to his leg with a sock and bandage. He hoped you hadn't felt him during the last couple takes. The actor was at his wits end after spending hours essentially doing foreplay and hearing your moans.
Whenever the cameras were cut you reverted back to yourself so quickly that Tenoch almost felt a little insulted. But he had noticed the darkening of your eyes and the swift rubbing of your legs together when you thought he wasn't looking. He was finally having some effect on you. There was only one scene left and he was actually looking forward to the exquisite torture to come to an end. At least in his hotel room alone he would be able to relieve himself.
"Hey, can we change the sock?" Tenoch asked one of the assistants who hurried over to a cooler and handed him the necessities. The actor took care of the switch under the sheets, not caring that the crew was walking around. The coldness of the sock slipping on made him hiss but his erection finally died down again.
"You ready?" You asked him, having made it back to your side of the bed.
"Always, hermosa," Tenoch replied with a grin. He watched as you took your robe off and slid back into bed with him. "Are you sure you're okay?"
When you looked at him he saw a flash of amusement. He watched as your eyes roamed his naked shoulders and chest, landed on his lap then shot straight back up to meet his eyes, "Never better, handsome."
The director called for places as they started the next take. Tenoch pushed the sheet down as he got on top of you. His hand found your breast as he slotted himself between your legs. The way you were look at him from the bed was different now, there was affection and lust. You seemed to have slipped into character quickly. The director yelled action and after a moment Tenoch whispered his last line before he captured your lips in a kiss.
You grasped at his hair and gripped his back as he kissed his way down your neck and pulled a nipple in his mouth. His other hand massaged your other tit as he hiked one of your legs up around his waist. You both pantomimed the moment when he would have slid inside of you. Together you acted out the act, groping, kissing, and making filthy noises. Tenoch had to start thinking of all the cameras because he could feel himself getting hard again. You acted out the scene until you finished your character's love making and then collapsed into bed and each others arms.
The director called for a cut and then reset. Agonizingly you both went through the motions again from different angles just like the other takes for the other parts. By the time you finished, both of you were a little hoarse and sweaty. Neither of you could look each other in the eye. You were both led to your dressing rooms to clean up and decompress. A final talk with the intimacy coordinators about how you both felt it went was the bookend to the long day.
The both of you exited your dressing rooms at the same time. You greeted Tenoch like usual, trying hard to forget how wet the last few modesty bandages had been and remembering you were coworkers. "Good job today. It was fun acting with you as always, as awkward as sex scenes can be I'm happy I did it with you. Thanks for taking care of me and being so attentive."
"Yeah, good job too. I think it will look great," Tenoch replied, distracted by the immediacy of his hard on at the sight of you even fully clothed. "Heading back to the hotel?"
"Yeap, I am beat," You replied nonchalantly as he headed down the hallway. Tenoch followed you, trying not to draw attention to the bulge in his pants.
"I already called an uber. Just ride with me," Tenoch said as he hurried to catch up.
The short ride was easy and companionable. The both of you did your hardest to appear unaffected by the proximity after the day you had had together. But Tenoch was covering his crotch subtly with his folded hands and you were trying not to think about how wet your panties were.
You parted ways when the elevator dropped you off at your floor, and agreed to get breakfast together before the shoot the next day. Tenoch watched you longingly as the elevator doors closed. He turned and smushed his forehead against the cold polished mirror of the elevator. He felt like he had been edging for hours and release was finally in sight.
When he entered his hotel room, he went straight to the tequila on his counter and poured himself a shot. He needed to relax. The actor palmed his crotch as he took of his shoes and pulled off his shirt. He was dying to jack off but held off to wash up before bed. The actor knew that once he got relief he would probably fall asleep for the night.
As he finished his nightly ablutions there was a knock at his door. He looked at the clock and it was close to nine. There shouldn't have been any maids or anything roaming around. When he opened the door he was surprised to find you standing there, barefoot, and out of breath.
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A part of you hoped he wouldn't open the door; that he had fallen asleep as his head hit the pillow. But he did and stood there shirtless in low slung jeans, slightly damp hair, and a bulge in his pants.
"Can I come in?" You asked as you pushed past him.
"I guess. What's up?" He asked as he shut the door. You had walked into the room only a few steps and turned. You were only a couple feet away from him and already you were dying to touch him.
"I, um, I just wanted to ask you something," You stuttered out, wringing your hands together. You were conflicted, worried that you were just imagining the attraction.
"Was it so important that you forgot to put shoes on?" You followed his gaze to your feet, surprised to see the bare. "Now who is the one being silly."
The genuine smile on his face was your undoing. You crossed the short distance and pulled his lips down for a kiss. He hesitated for a moment then returned it with the same passion. You pushed him back against the door as he pulled you flush against him.
Your hands found his jeans and started to undo them. Soon your hand was shoved in his briefs palming his already hard cock. He moaned into your mouth as you thumbed his tip. You pulled at his lip with your teeth as you knelt before him. Neither of you spoke, not wanting to interrupt this explosion of attraction, this culmination of a day of denied lust.
You pulled his pants all the way down. Tenoch stepped out of them while keeping his eyes on you, as if you would disappear if he looked away. Your hand circled his cock, pumping it lightly before you took his tip into your mouth. He tasted clean and his skin was smooth. You felt his hand gently guide your head to start taking him in and then out.
Tenoch was already moaning, not believing but thoroughly enjoying what was happening. Your lips around his cock, the way you looked up at him as you palmed his balls were making it difficult for him not to thrust into your throat. You relished the look of pleasure on his face as you blew him. You had felt his hard on a couple times today but you were still pleasantly surprised at his size, especially his girth.
There was drool dripping off your lip when he finally pulled you off his cock, stopping himself from cumming. "Get up."
You followed his command and he pushed you up against the door, back arched, and with your legs spread apart. He pulled off the pajamas you were wearing, frustrated that they were in the way of him touching you. Tenoch kissed and nipped at your neck and shoulders from behind, running his hands up your front to cup and pinch your breasts.
Your breaths were coming in quick succession as the sensations overwhelmed you. The actor kissed his way down your body as his hand found the apex of your thighs and started to touch your wet pussy. You mewled at the sudden contact, aware that you were a wet mess for him. On his part, Tenoch let out a masculine grown, "God, tell me you've been wet for me like this all day."
"You have no idea how many times I had to change the modesty bandage. I'm convinced you made me cum without touching my pussy." The words would have embarrassed you if you weren't so overcome with need.
You felt Tenoch smile into your back as he got on his knees behind you. He affectionately nipped at your ass cheek and then lightly slapped the other. The actor palmed your cheeks, spread them and enthusiastically began eating your ass. The sensation surprised you but wasn't unpleasant. His tongue teased at your tight hole, setting off nerves you'd never felt before. Tenoch licked and sucked at your ass with enthusiasm, pulling moans from you that you had never heard before.
"Delicioso," He whispered against your ass as his hand came back around to rub your clit and tease your pussy.
You could feel your legs shaking as his tongue found your pussy. He lapped at your wetness hungrily. "Tenoch, please, I need you."
Your plea was all he needed. He stood and turned you around for a body melting kiss. He led you deeper into the room and sat on the edge of the bed. Tenderly, he kissed your tummy then pulled you to him to suck lightly on your nipples. The actor's hand teased you between your legs for a moment longer before he lightly pushed you onto the bed.
With his strong arms he pulled you by your legs to the edge of the bed. Your chest was pushed into the covers, your back arched, with your ass in the air. His hands caressed your back affectionately, reaching between your cheeks to thrust two fingers into your waiting pussy. You gripped at the sheets, loving the feeling of having something of his inside you. The hours with him touching you and on top of you early had made you impatient.
"The sounds you make, mujer, they make me wanna bury myself inside your sweet pussy," Tenoch said this as he continued to finger you. Your wetness covering his hand and dripping down your spread thighs. The sounds that filled the room were obscene, so telling of how much you wanted him. You came with a loud and long moan, squirting as he furiously thrust his fingers into you.
You could have wept from the pleasure of release but he did not give you a moment before his fingers left you to be replaced by his large cock pushing into your waiting pussy. Even after cumming you felt him stretching you slightly. The guttural moan that left you was muffled as Tenoch thrust his hips, pushing you into the bed,
The pace he set was brutal and told of the need he had been suppressing for hours. Impulsively he pushed his thumb firmly into your asshole and the feeling of fullness intensified. Your hands gripped the sheets desperately as he pounded into you. You were nearly delirious with pleasure as Tenoch bent over you, playfully biting at your shoulder.
"Earlier today, I wanted to fuck you in front of everyone. I wanted to show them how I could make you cum. How much pleasure I could bring you while they filmed it. I wanted to fill you with my cum and have you walk around with it dripping down your legs," His voice was rough as he painted the picture of your ravishment. Tenoch slowed then turned you over. He pushed you further up the bed, held your thighs and plunged back inside of you making you scream out in pleasure.
"I want you to cum on my cock this time, hermosa. I want to feel your walls tighten around me as you moan my name. I want you to look me in the eyes while you see god as I bring you the most pleasure you've ever felt," His words were punctuated by the snap of his hips. You were nearing another peak. When his thumb found your clit and circled it you were undone. You yelled his name as you came with jolting movements. But Tenoch held you down and continued to thrust into you.
The overstimulation sent you over into a less intense orgasm but it still had you seeing stars. His lips found yours just as you felt his hips stuttering. He groaned against your mouth as his seed spilled deep inside of you. Tenoch continued to kiss you softly, running his hands and fingertips along your torso and arms, your cheek and neck. He whispered against your skin, "Are you alright? Was I too rough?"
His gentle tone was unexpected after the words he had spoken earlier, but you still whispered against his lips, "I'm ok. I'm perfect. You're perfect."
You continued to share languid kisses until your panting died down. When Tenoch finally pulled out of you, you both moaned at the sensation. His cum dripped out of you and he carried you into the bathroom so you could clean up properly. He continued to kiss your temple, neck, shoulder, cheek whenever he had a chance. Like he still hadn't been able to touch you enough after all that you had done together.
Your eyes met in the mirror and you looked away shyly. You felt him set his chin on your shoulder, "Will you stay with me tonight? Or do I have to watch that sexy ass leave my room?"
You glanced up, meeting his eyes in the mirror again, "You want me to stay?"
The grin that crossed his face made your heart flutter. He kissed your cheek, "I'm far from done with you, mujer."
His hands found your hips and he gently pulled your naked body up against his front. You could already feel him getting aroused again. You pulled away and took his hand, leading the way back out of the bathroom, "Come to bed, Tenoch. I'm not done with you either."
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“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.”
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"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... ❤️🩹"
En la actualidad existen personas que le dicen que se victimiza, que es un resentido, que supere su trauma... 🥺😞 Para cualquier persona es doloroso tener este tipo de recuerdos difíciles, ojalá que algún niño o niña lo escuché, cambie su forma de pensar empiece a creer en sí mismo que es valioso, que no hay nada malo en él o ella 💕, que busquen ayuda y no se tolere el Racismo.
La gente que no ha vivido el racismo suele creer que su discurso es parte de una agenda, que está memorizado, que solo “se hace la víctima” y que exagera, incluso le dicen que ya se calle porque “ya es famoso y ya logró lo que quería”. Dicen sandeces como que él busca separar a la gente ¡son unos tontos!, Tenoch ama a toda la gente que viene a él con buenas vibras y enseña que todos somos humanos, sobre todo habla desde el corazón, viéndose a si mismo, a sus hijas y al mundo que quiere para todxs.
She was enamored with his world, and he was enamored with her.
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[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.
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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.
Our textiles crew wove and beaded this arm band by hand and small, yet special details were added throughout the costume such as this more translucent ‘stone’ crafted to look as though it were made from pearl.
👀 será que este tipo de escenas salen en la primera toma? me recordó una entrevista de Tenoch 🤭
“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)"🙂😬