#kukulkan namor

[julyzaas-writing-blog]

Say it with me:

Namor would not speak spanish unless he absolutely had to

He would speak Yucatec Mayan/Maya Yucateco

Here are translating sites to use:

Translate.com

Tradukka

Bing

I better not catch y'all writing K'uk'ulkan speaking spanish unless the story actually calls for it.

If you know better sites, feel free to reblog the links to it so we can avoid erasing this mesoamerican man's actual language and culture in fic writing.

Edit:

Spanish to Yucateco dictionaries

Autonomous University of Yucatan

[lunathebee]

Pairing: Namor x mermaid princess!reader

Warning: none

A/n: I finally finish this! Thank you for sending in a rq @shadowynutsuit, and no hate to the Namor fandom, but are you guys okay? This is the fourth fic I've written that has dialogue #9

Dialogue prompts:

5. "You will be safe here, with me...I'm devoting my heart to you".

9. "Open your eyes, my love, my moon. I'm begging you...please. The war is over; we won... but without you, it doesn't matter to me anymore."

"You're sad again" Namor said when he saw Y/n's face, his hand cupping her soft cheeks, slowly turning her face so that their eyes met. "Have you been crying?" The phrase that left his lips almost sounded like a whisper.

Although Namor is glad Y/n has trusted him more, it hurts him to see that when she comes to him, it's when she's seeking comfort. The world has always been so cruel to the princess; it's not fair at all.

"I just...I hate it here! Not having beauty is like the death sentence for a mermaid. Do you understand Namor? DO YOU?!" Y/n screams at the man in front of her; she doesn't care anymore; he will leave her sooner or later. That's what people do to her; they come and go, and some never come back.

The question was always "when will they leave" and never "how long will they stay" for Y/n. The mermaid princess has long understood how cold and empty the ocean could get until Namor showed her his kingdom and the sun he has there.

"You can hit me all you want; you can scream at me all you want; just let me be with you." The king said this, taking Y/n's hand and placing it on his chest. "Can you feel my heartbeat? It beats for you."

The woman is too stunned to speak; never in a million years would she think that the king of Talokan is wrapped around her finger willingly. Y/n tries to open her mouth to protest, but no words come out,the king then wastes no time in continuing to express his love.

"Y/n...My pearl... Do you know why I called you that? Because pearls are imperfect, yet they stand out on their own and shine brightly." Namor knows he has captured the heart of the mermaid princess right after saying that. People can say he is flirty all they want, but for Y/n, only the truth

"I- ... Please let me have some time to think about it." Y/n's answer makes Namor's heart skip a beat; he doubts she wouldn't feel it; her hand isn't on his chest anymore. More importantly, their hands aren't intertwined, and there is nothing Namor can do but watch the mermaid swim away, waiting for her answer.

===𓆝 𓆟 𓆞===

How little did the king know that the war was one step ahead of him, taking Y/n away.

"HEAL HER" Namor's voice can be heard even from a thousand miles; there is even a hint of despair in his voice. "DO SOMETHING"

"My king, we are trying to do everything" A group of Talokanil speaks up; they're knealing on the floor, trying to keep the blood from flowing out of Y/n's injured wounds. "It's too risky; she is a mermaid, and we don't know if the technology we have is suitable!"

A long moment of silence felt like enternity for Namor; he knows what they're saying is right; he was foolish. In a moment of distress, seeing Y/n in pain, he brought her to Talokan and not her kingdom. It's too late to ever bring her there now; even with his superspeed, every movement would result in Y/n crying out of pain.

Namor demands all the Talokanil leave for a suitable potion; let him be here with Y/N. But it's only half the truth; he doesn't want to let them see how weak he could get.

"Open your eyes, my love, my moon. I'm begging you...please. The war is over; we won... but without you, it doesn't matter to me anymore."

Namor waited for an answer; he waited, and he vowed to forever wait for one.

[bestfriend491]

Ya know the scene on the beach were queen ramonda and Kukulkan are talking and are super close👀 I thought he was looking at her boobs and it was some tension😭 waiting for the queen ramonda x kukulkan cause it could work😭

You Know What...

Strangely enough I get why that could have been your first thought, the camera angles were extremely close. But Umm... I don't really know if I'm the one that could help you with this ship. It's a great crackship idea, but I don't really consume Namor content and I don't really write for him either.

I loved the powerful new representation that his character brought to the film, but I don't really think we vibe in that way. I'm glad you felt comfortable writing this to me though, maybe someone else will feel the need to write this but for me, hunny I just can't do it.

However, this did give me a good laugh. I don't know, but something about the way you wrote this was fun to read.

[julyzaas-writing-blog]

Wings

for @duckprintspress May Trope Mayhem prompt: wing grooming

K'uk'ulkan/Namor x Eva

cw: inaccurate wing shit, magic, and mentions of suicidal thoughts

Ever since the ritual summoned him, Eva has rediscovered the joy of having something to look forward to.

K’uk’ulkan comes at night and leaves at dawn, they talk, they drink, and they fuck while the world remains unaware of who the mystery man is.

“Your feathers look dry. Did you fly all the way here again?” the witch asks the god or mutant or whatever he is as she strokes the wings on his ankles. The Laws of Physics say he shouldn’t be able to fly with them and yet he can ---and to prove this logic defying thing he can do, K'uk'ulkan has even taken her to the sky with him.

He doesn’t do well on dry land or dry air, when he flies long distances especially to arid places, his feathers grow dull and dry, And because the rest of him is human, he uses his hands to preen his feathers. Tonight he leaves that to her as he lays back on her bed in the beautiful mansion that feels more like a mausoleum than a home.

“I went looking for the country in Africa I told you about, I wanted to ensure their secret has remained that now that the so-called Great War has ended.” Namor, as his enemies call him, doesn’t fight the way her fingers feel as they massaged his foot to stimulate the preen glands to secrete their oil onto his feathers.

He hated the surface dwellers, especially those with the blood of the people who conquered and enslaved Mexico. Eva had been spared his anger because the ritual she made thinking it would summon Tlaloc or anything that might kill her instead summoned him in his hut somewhere in the many cenotes in Yucatan. K’uk’ulkan had been intrigued, and that intrigue had led to the first of many nights they spent together to push away the loneliness they lived by day.

“Did you find what you sought?” the witch asks knowing the answer to her question. If Wakanda’s secret had been revealed her family would have known and realized why Eva had suddenly taken interest in the poor little country. They were merely concerned, very concerned because Eva no longer wanted to escape to England or New Yorkas her execution rolled around. A shame she couldn’t tell them she had found a place where even Death won’t find her.

“Yes, as far as everyone knows Wakanda is just a poor country, but you already knew that, wàay. I saw your ugly boats on the coast.” His dark eyes stare at her intently as she teases that little gland that has more effects than just lubricating his wings. K’uk’ulkan knows exactly what she wants, what she craves from him each night and he craves from her when he leaves each morning.

As far as Mercedes the Maid and the guard know, Eva is dallying with a stranger below her class who may be one of the many Mayan workers at the port of the houses nearby. They don’t know he is older than Spain’s conquest of these lands, that he could topple the government that has them spy on her and plot her murder with little effort nor that he is more god than human.

They don’t know that the moment she can figure out how to make his Chief Sorceress’s spell work, Eva will leave the surface and live with him under the sea.

“What’s the point of having all that at my disposal if I can’t use it for a good thing?” she asks as her fingertips massage the wings as lightly as she could. These were his great advantage but also one of his weaknesses. Sensitive things that work as if they were bird’s wings and when her hand reaches the underside of them, it has the effect that it used to have on her macaw.

It had taken a while for him to show her exactly how to rub his feet and ankles to stimulate the preening gland, to let her take care of him as he gives her reasons to keep on living in spite of the odds. Eva has wondered often why she couldn’t meet him sooner, maybe he could’ve swept her away from everything to his kingdom below the sea before wasting so much time trying to kill herself in Mexico City.

“I cannot find fault with that, half my advisors think me insane for what I have done for you.” The King of Talokan smiles and beckons her to come close so they may fuck on this bed one last time. “Are you sure you want to leave all that you have behind?”

Eva kissed his lips no longer afraid of hurting him with the jade ornament pierced into his septum, no longer thinking he wouldn’t return and no longer ashamed to admit she had fallen in love with him because he loved her as well. “Yes, I have never been more sure of anything in my life.”

[lunathebee]

Ooo hiii! I’m sorry for all the rambling!!

Can I please request a Newlyweds!Namor x fem!human!reader oneshot where he’s helping her adjust after taking the vibranium-infused herb? Teaching her how to swim, trying to teach her how to defend herself in case of emergency, also teaching her Mayan + him being really soft with her, lots of kisses, hugs, and cuddles (Namor puts on a tough front but I just KNOW he’d be a complete softie for his wife), also he’d be sooo worried about Y/n because while she can now breathe underwater and will age as slow as he does, she’s still more vulnerable because she’s only human, not a mutant + Namor spoiling the heck out of Y/n🥺🥺

Pairing: Newlyweds!Namor x fem!human!reader

Warning: none just fluff

A/n: This is such a cute scenario, we live for soft!Namor ^^

Summary: Namor thinks you need to learn Mayan more; you prove him wrong by saying one word only.

"Easy, slow and steady, my pearl." Namor smiled while holding Y/n's hand and guiding her to the cold water. "Are you sure you're ready? We can wait as long as you want."

"I think I'm ready." Y/n said while biting her lips, feeling how the water slowly rose up as she walked forward. This is the first time Namor has allowed her to be near the ocean ever since she took the vibranium-infused herb, which is such a long time ago.

While Y/n thinks Namor is overreacting, he assures her that it's for her own safety (and his too; Namor can't bring himself to see any water incident).

"Can we see Talokan now?" Y/n smiled while tilting her head, she can't wait to just dive down and see how marvelous the kingdom is, now that Y/n can breethe under water, what can possibily stop her?

"What? Not yet, Y/n; you need to learn all kinds of things first! Like defending yourself, or learning Mayan, or even swimming—do you know how to swim yet?" The king chuckled; he is sure the only reason his sweet little pearl can still talk his ears off is because he is holding her waist. Namor's finger digs harder into Y/n's skin, like a reminder she still needs to depend on him.

"I- I mean we can learn them, you can teach me everything, we have all the time in the world"

A smart answer from Y/n to ignored Namor's direct question. The cold water now submerged her chest, but somehow it still can't stop the heat rushing onto her face. Life with Namor still seems new and unfamiliar to Y/n, but it is oh so exciting and lovely.

"K'ilkabech? (Are you hot?)" Namor asks, his voice full of teasing hints. The king just wants to kiss his beautiful queen's face, but she keeps hiding it!

"Namor, you know I didn't understand when you said anything in Mayan." Y/N scolded before spalshing water at her husband playfully. The action made Namor let go of Y/n instantly due to surprise. The woman wasted no time taking the opportunity and diving down to the blue ocean, letting it control her body.

Namor follows right behind Y/n; he knows she is able to breathe under water now thanks to the herb. Something that sounds dangerous to humans now turns into a game of cat and mouse.

"Gotcha, not so quick now, little pearl." Namor thought and quickly catching up, hugging Y/n from behind, peppering kisses all over her face before swimming upward so that she couldn't escape another time.

"Don't think this is over; you still need to learn Mayan, my dear."

Y/n puffs up her cheek cutely like a pufferfish after Namor's comment. "I know how to speak Mayan"

"Say something to me then?"

"In k'áatech (I love you)" ♡ ♡ 

[lunathebee]

4 and 9 from the Namor dialogue prompts? Preferably angst with a happy ending <33

Pairing: Namor x Talokanil!fem!reader

Warning: plot that make no sense and only happen in fanfiction, tiny angst

A/n: Wow so many people want #4; this is the last left-over request.,thank you so much for being patient with me! This one is a little different from my usual writing style; lmk what you think! 

Dialouge prompt #4: “When that filthy man lays a hand on you, it’s destined for war to happen” ― “Please Namor-” ― “¡LÍIK’IK TALOKAN!”

Dialouge prompt #9: “Open your eyes, my love, my moon. I’m begging you…please. The war is over; we won… but without you, it doesn’t matter to me anymore.”

Summary: Namor can never learn how to control his wrath.

Namor watches as Y/n swims around playfully, teasing him about how he is not fast enough. Her body moves as if it were one with the flow of water, and even if they're surrounded by water, Namor sees Y/n as if she's shining brightly; maybe that's how the nickname was born too.

"Stop messing around, little pearl" he scolded lightly, turning his head quickly to follow Y/n's movement. 

Namor often gets what he wants as king, but how strange that Y/n came crashing into his life, breaking almost every rule that he ever set up—not that Namor is upset or anything; how could he be? When she has those big doe eyes and a small pout on her face. 

"C'mon, you're no fun" Y/n reply and continue swimming; unlike the stoic king, she enjoys the thrill and joy of exploring everything. There are countless times she has convinced Namora to sneak out without Attuma or Namor knowing; it's not like they can't protect themselves, right?

And yet, Namor scolded Y/n every time he caught her going somewhere without telling him. 'Why are you so strict?' She asked but never expected an answer from the king, knowing that he must be tired of her acting so childish all the time.

But Namor never thinks like that; he also doesn't think he is being strict; a more suitable word would be "overprotective". The thought of something happening to Y/n drove him insane; what was the point of being king if he couldn't protect her? 

"Y/n, don't swim too close to the surface... It's dangerous" Namor said and immediately got Y/n's attention; she knows when he's being serious, and that's when she's not "little pearl" but "Y/n".

"But... I wanna see the ship... Please? Just a few seconds, and then we will go back home".

'Home..' Namor thought back to Talokan when Y/n mentioned it; he knows she loves Talokan as much as he does, and it is a place Y/n never jokes about, even in the slightest amount.

"Oka-" Before Namor can even finish his word, a loud splash of water can be heard among Y/n's screams.

It's chaos to the eyes, but Namor can see a man in full gear holding Y/n tight—no, too tight—to the point she's suffocating and thrashing around.

'How dare you... how dare you touch her!?' Namor thinks to himself while swimming at full speed, punching the guy out. He's lucky Namor didn't bring his trident with him today, or he'd have more than a broken nose.

"Are you okay? Pearl...answer me" Namor held Y/n's face to calm her down; it pained him to see how shocked she was by what had just happened.

The king doesn't know why and how the people on land know about them and plan this attack. He is worried their source of virbanium has been exposed to the world, but at the moment, he is more worried about his little pearl.

"There must be a whole crew up there; I will kill them all" Namor brings Y/n closer to him, letting their foreheads touch as a way of reassuring her. "When that filthy man lays a hand on you, it’s destined for war to happen"

"Please Namor-" Y/n tries to stop him, feeling unwell; did the guy do something to her when she was being held? Y/n didn't know, but there is a sharp pain in her back, and there is nothing she wants more than to be safe at home right now.

"¡LÍIK’IK TALOKAN!" Blinded by rage, Namor ignores Y/n's pleas and rushes away, leaving her behind whining in pain.

Y/n has no idea what will happen next, but she feels her body freeze and everything becomes blurry and hazy. In a blink, Y/n closes her eyes and sinks, feeling suffocated by the pressure of the blue ocean she once adored. 

===𓆝 𓆟 𓆞===

“Open your eyes, my love, my moon. I’m begging you…please. The war is over; we won… but without you, it doesn’t matter to me anymore.”

Y/n can hear Namor's voice speaking to her; she scrunches her face in pain, blinking a few times before opening her eyes. "N-Namor…"

The king breathed a sigh of relief before hugging Y/n close to him. "I'm here, I'm here... Namora said you have been injected with some drug, but it's only a small amount; I'm sorry my pearl, I wasn't aware" He gives her a kiss on the forehead after saying so.

Namor is afraid that Y/n will hate him forever; she begged him to stay with her, but he ignored her; how selfish of him.

"It's okay...Please don't leave me again"

"Anything for you, my pearl"

[lunathebee]

Hi can I request a Namor x reader prompt #9 where reader's dying in Namor's arm. I really craved angst right now

Pairing: Namor x Talokanil!fem!reader

Warning: angst oof

A/n: dialogue prompt #9: "Open your eyes, my love, my moon. I'm begging you...please. The war is over; we won... but without you, it doesn't matter to me anymore."

Summary: Once upon a time, there was a story about how a king get swallowed by grief and anger, mourning the death of his queen for enternity.

"Promise me you will be safe." Y/n leans into Namor, feeling his heart beat rappidly in his chest. It's like a ritual between them every time the king has to go into a war; he says the act is his good luck charm.

"Did I ever fail you In yakunaj (my love)?" Namor placed a soft kiss on Y/n's forehead when he saw how her eyes started to become glossy, tears threatening to fall. "Don't cry," he says.

Y/n doesn't answer; she just hugs Namor tighter and buries her face in his chest, feeling nauseated and sick to her stomach. "Please don't go...I don't think it's a good ideal; something bad is about to happen, and..." Y/n pauses for a moment before turning to face her lover. "And what if you won't be here with me anymore?"

Namor uses his thumb to wipe away the tears that are now starting to fall down Y/n's face; it hurt the king to see how worried she is. "Calm down now, I understand... this might be the biggest fight we ever had to face, but they are nothing compared to us, to our kingdom, to our people."

Y/n silently nodded in agreement, not wanting to upset the king anymore. "You should go now."

"Sirenita (sweet siren), how about we go see the sun after I have won the fight?" Namor caresses Y/n's cheek, a soft smile showing on his face when her eyes light up with excitement.

'The sun? You mean THE sun? on the land? "Will it be safe?"

Namor let out a chuckle. "When you're with me, everywhere is safe, I won't let anything hurt you" He leans in for one last kiss before swimming away alongside Namora and Attuma, ready for the fight.

===𓆝 𓆟 𓆞===

"My queen, we will protect you until our last breath." A group of Talokani warriors said so with respect. They have been ordered by Namor to protect her, in case anything bad happens.

Before Y/N can answer, a loud explosion can be heard not far away, making her stumble backward in fear. She watches all the warriors running toward the sound, ready to eliminate any threats.

It's a mixture of chaos, with yelling and noise from a weapon Y/n don't even know. In the blink of an eye, the enemies now stand in front of her in all directions, sparing no way for Y/N to escape.

'Namor, please save me' Y/n thinks to herself in panic, wishing there would be a miracle.

But it is too late.

Namor only comes to her side when she is lying on the ground, grunting from the fatal wounds.

"Open your eyes, my love, my moon. I'm begging you, please. The war is over; we won... but without you, it doesn't matter to me anymore" Namor kneeled down and held Y/n close to his chest, his voice wavering. "I'm sorry...I couldn't come sooner"

"It's okay... It's okay" Y/n looked up at Namor before saying, she doesn't want to blame anyone for this; death is something you can't avoid. "I know you tried your best"

"Do you still want to see the sun? Just like our promise?" Namor whispered closely; he knows Y/n is thinking about what to say, but even one second feels like eternity now.

"I don't think it's necessary anymore; I have my sun here with me, Namor... You're my love, my dream come true, My own sun..." Despite the pain that is making her unconscious, Y/n can't help but smile as she watches Namor's reaction. 

"Promise me... you will be safe forever."

Namor watches as Y/n's eyes slowly close after she says so, her body going limp in his arms. The king silently cries to himself, wishing this was all a dream.

"Did I ever fail you, In yakunaj (my love)?"

[lunathebee]

Just saw your dialog request thing! And can I say oh my god! Can you do 9 and 7 please, but no dying, I can’t handle angst 😂

Pairing: Namor x human!fem!reader

Warning: mention of blood

A/n: no dying?? hmmm,it took me awhile to come up with something lol

Dialogue prompt #7: "In k’áatech" ― "I love you?" ― "Your Mayan is getting better In yakunaj (my love)"

Dialogue prompt #9: "Open your eyes, my love, my moon. I'm begging you...please. The war is over; we won... but without you, it doesn't matter to me anymore."

"I should have known better." Namor shook his head and glared at Y/n, his eyes no longer soft and full of love anymore; they were icy cold and sleek like a dagger, preparing to strike. "You're just like all the humans on land, foolishly thinking some negotiation could solve everything."

Y/n takes a deep breath to control her rage. Namor has always been stubborn, ever since the first day they met; but she knows that beneath it all, he is a soft-hearted person, a king who cares about his people's well-being, and a charming man to say the least.

But there are moments like right now that make Y/n feel like her lover is a totally different person.

"All I’m saying is the war could be prevented, and NEVER compare me like that when I—I myself was willing to become a Talokanil for you... UgH..you know what? Fine" Y/n stormed off to put on her armor and breathing mask as Namor watched in disbelief.

"What are you doing?" He asks while following her with caution.

Y/n doesn’t answer as she picks up a spear, admiring how sharp the blade is before Namor takes it from her hand in anger. "Don’t make me ask again, In Yakunaj (my love)" He lowered his head and whispered in Y/n’s ears, watching her reaction.

"Can’t you see? If you don’t want peace and my advice, the least I could do is fight alongside you." Y/n smirks. "And maybe I can be there to watch how you lose the war that you started first."

Namor can feel his head fuming with anger for a moment; his lover sure knows how to mess with him. Namor has always taken pride in his superhuman strength and power; never in a million years would he think about losing a fight. "Nice joke Sirenita (little siren)"

Y/n likes it when Namor calls her by that nickname; there are many things that she has regretted in the past, but loving him is definitely not one of them.

“Now…can I have my spear back and go with you? Namora and Attuma must be tired of waiting for us In ajawo' (my king)”

===𓆝 𓆟 𓆞===

"¡Líik’ik Talokan!" Namor yelled out loud before watching his people jump fearlessly from the water onto land, easily overpowering all the enemies.

Y/n on the other hand is struggling to fight; after all, she is a human, and her abilities can't compare to a Talokanil warrior. 

"Tsk tsk, what do we have here? Your skin isn’t blue like those freaks" A guy ripped off Y/n’s breathing mask while forcing a knife near her throat. "You don’t need this, honey; you are a human, aren’t you?"

The woman gritted her teeth in anger, unaware of how the guy already had another knife digging slowly into her stomach.

"Y/n!" Namor’s voice booming from above caught her attention; it turned out he had been looking for her when she went missing, flying and scanning the whole area.

But it's not just Y/n who is aware of Namor's presence; the bad guy holding her hostage is as well.

"Fuck, you're dead to me" he muttered, and before Y/n could comprehend what was happening, she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, causing her to cry out loudly.

Y/n watched the guy run for his life before being killed immediately by Namor's trident falling from the sky. "KILL THEM ALL!" The king yelled, furious at seeing his lover get hurt.

Y/n doesn’t know what is happening or what happen after that, but the headache and dizziness are making her slowly become unconscious. Is this the end?

"Open your eyes, my love, my moon. I'm begging you, please. The war is over; we won... but without you, it doesn't matter to me anymore" Namor cried out while holding Y/n close to him.

"I’m okay; I will be okay... But geez, it did hurt."

The sudden answer made the king widen his eyes in shock and happiness. His lover is okay, but how?

"The armor saved my life." Y/n smiled, as if she knew what Namor would ask. "Well... I would say that it didn’t do a very good jo-"

Her sentence was cut off by a deep and fierce kiss; the action took Y/n by surprise, but she happily joined in, deepening it.

Namor broke the kiss before pulling Y/n’s head closer to his, their foreheads touching. "In k’áatech"

"I love you?"

"Your Mayan is getting better, In yakunaj (my love)"

Y/n smiles at Namor's praise before pulling him closer, yearning for another kiss.