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dino-fart · 1 year

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My Jade Heart

Pairing: Namor x Female Reader

Genre: Romance, Comfort, Fluff

Summary: You saved Namor’s life but ended up with severe wounds. You are now in the medical bay of Wakanda in recovery. You haven’t seen Namor but can only hope he is alright. Good thing the King of Talokan had a feeling you would be worried about him and decided to pay you a visit.

You lay there on the bed with the IV in your arm. The doctor told you that you would be fine thanks to Wakandan technology. You suffered from broken ribs and a large wound on your right side. You had a few bandages on your cheeks and head from the cuts. The surgeon had stitched your wound and you were on strict orders to not move for at least two weeks until therapy would come in and work with you.

You were worried sick about Namor the whole time. You knew he was fine for the most part but how fine was he? Did he get any injuries? Princess Shuri kept telling you to stop worrying and that she’d sent a message to him. But you were getting restless. Okoye had to threaten to knock you out once.

You now sighed as you sat up on the bed and scrolled through the iPad. You were catching up on emails, texts, news, etc. Whatever you can do to keep your mind off of the king. You closed the iPad after you had enough and closed your eyes to sleep. A gentle touch to your face awoke you from your nap.

Your eyes opened to meet the gaze of the king. You let out a soft gasp and smiled softly. “Namor...”

The great king smiled at you softly and gently cupped your cheek, “Mi salvador (My savior).”

You blushed at his touch and felt his thumb gently stroke over the bandages. “I’m glad you’re okay.” You smiled.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t come sooner. I was tending to my people.” Namor leaves your side and pulls up a chair to sit by your bedside.

“It’s okay, as long as you’re okay.” You nod.

Namor gently set his spear against the wall and moved his hands to hold your bandaged ones. He pressed kisses to your covered knuckles. You blushed more at how tender he was being with you. The two of you had unspoken feelings before, lingering looks and gentle touches. And now, well now, nothing was holding you two back.

You felt a fire stir in your stomach and leaned forward to press a kiss to his cheek. Namor turned his head to look at you and leaned forward to kiss your lips softly. You moved your hands from his and wrapped your arms around his neck. Namor rested his hands gently on your hips as he kissed you passionately. You moaned softly as you deepened the kiss.

Namor let out a purr and gently laid your back against the bed. You winced in pain and Namor pulled back immediately. “My apologizes, mi yakunaj.” Namor whispered against your lips and pressed a few kisses along your jawline. Namor pulled back and reached for something in his pocket. You lay there, waiting for him, not having the energy to sit back up.

Namor leaned back over on you and gently brought over a necklace. He gently put it over your head and around your neck. You picked up the pendant and gasped at the beauty of it. “A jade heart.” You smiled.

Namor smiled back and kissed your brow. “Yes, my love, a jade heart for my jade heart.”

You set the pendant down and cupped Namor’s face. You met his gaze and smiled at how he looked at you with so much love. You leaned forward and kissed him passionately. Namor pulled back gently, “Not too much, my love, you need to rest.” You nodded and nuzzled your head on the pillow.

Namor stroked your hair back and his other hand held yours. Namor rested his forehead against yours and hummed a soft tune that lulled you to sleep.

#namor x reader #namor x you

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rekaning · 9 months

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The Housekeeper | Part 3 | Elijah Mikaelson x Reader

Additional tags: Human!Mikaelsons, Modern!AU, Housekeeper!Reader, no use of Y/N Pairings: Elijah Mikaelson x Reader, The Originals x Reader (Platonic) Summary: You and Elijah gradually spend more time together with an added surprise visit.

Previously: Part 1 | Part 2

The professional relationship since your moment of connection with Elijah, morphed into something you hadn't foreseen.

Normally every morning when you'd arrive at the estate, you reported immediately to Elijah. He'd list a few things that needed to be completed by the end of the day, not really giving you a time limit for them, merely that they would need to be done before you left his home. Sometimes, he didn't have any tasks that required your attention at that moment and so you'd go about doing other menial jobs, such as cleaning the vast amount of rooms in the building, vacuuming or mopping the hallways and corridors, or dusting off the decor on the walls and shelves.

Now, when you arrived at the manor, besides Elijah giving you his to-do list, he always made some time for small-talk. You were more than happy to partake in getting to speak with him more. Even with the smallest of things, you found that it gave you more insight into how Elijah would think about things or what topics he found important or interesting. You would ask him about different undertakings his winery business was dealing with, and while he couldn't divulge too much information about ongoing deals and projects, he would let you know that things were proceeding well, or that one thing or another had fallen through but he was handling it well enough.

In turn, he would ask you about the projects that Freya and Kol were operating. He had heard from both his siblings that you were following up on their projects every so often, talking to either of them for hours on end about the discoveries they'd made at their current dig site in El Salvador. You had been especially animated about possible Mayan ruins that had been found near the site and were having a blast speculating with Kol about the implications of those ruins being there.

Apart from your morning chit-chats, Elijah also made it a point to insisting that you eat your lunch with him.

Usually, in the occasions that he was incredibly busy, you would take the lunch you made and leave it on a portable table next to his office desk—so as not to disturb the vast amount of paper work on the ornate dark mahogany—and leave him be until he would text you to let you know that you could go back in to pick up the empty plates.

However, in moments where he had time to sit and enjoy his meal and not just partake in the act of eating as a way to maintain sustenance, he would sit at the kitchen island and have his meal there, away from his computer and all the files and paper mess in his office. In those times, you would give him his space and leave the kitchen to have your own lunch in the dining room, which was incredibly too large for one person. Elijah, the day after he had played the piano for you, had let you know that it was okay to have lunch in the kitchen island, where you normally did.

You had protested for a moment but he had cut you off and instead asked you to eat lunch with him. You had no idea that he could mimic the puppy dog look but the way his eyes widened innocently and the way his lips formed into a pout, it was impossible for you to resist his request.

The two of you got to know each other more during these moments. He would regale you with tales of the shenanigans that he and his brothers, and occasionally his sisters, would get up to. He told of the rough patches he and his brothers had gone through, especially in the case of their father, Mikael.

To your horror, their father was not especially loving to any of his sons, least of all to Klaus. It was not widely known, but Klaus was actually only their half-brother, and that their mother had an affair with another. The scandal had been kept under wraps but tensions arose between Mikael and his wife Esther. The two never divorced however and went on to have Kol, Rebekah, and Henrik. However, Mikael's distaste of Niklaus had grown exponentially within that time that Finn, having moved away from his parents and began his humanitarian projects, convinced his younger brother to move in with him, until he was ready to go off on his own.

Your heart felt for him, hearing how tormented Klaus had been by his step-father, you finally knew where his distrust and paranoia had likely stemmed from.

Elijah knew the history of his family was difficult for you sometimes, so the moments where he felt you would need a break from that, he would ask you questions about your own mother, your upbringing, how school life had been before your housekeeping career.

You loved talking about your mom. It brought back so many wonderful memories with her. It helped keep her at the front of your mind, there was no fear of forgetting her anytime soon. You would happily show Elijah some picture from your phone's photo album of the few trips you took, one of which, you had traveled to El Salvador at the same location that Freya and Kol were currently at.

He enjoyed seeing you talk about her. Hearing the sheer love and admiration that you felt for her, the type of woman she was, Elijah couldn't imagine how losing her had impacted you. He hesitated to ask but one day he did. Your smile, which up until that point, had been burning bright, waned at his question.

"Forgive me, you need not answer that." He said quickly, trying to dispel the melancholy that had fallen over the kitchen.

You shook your head, "No, no, it's okay. I understand your curiosity."

You clasped your hands together, fingers tapping silent rhythms onto your skin, "It was pretty sudden. Nothing terribly tragic but, um, it was a heart attack."

You bit at your bottom lip, "One morning, I said, 'I'll see you later' and the next thing I know, I get a call from the general hospital saying that she's gone."

Elijah could hear the crack in your voice, could see how you gripped at your hands to keep you grounded and not crumble at the the thought of such a horrible moment in your life. He reached out, placing his larger hands on yours, and squeezed with such tenderness that you almost didn't feel any pressure from his grip.

"I can not begin to imagine what that must be like. I am sorry you had to go through such a thing alone." He said softly. The deep timbre of his voice was soothing, a warm balm to the familiar ache of loss from remembering your mother's passing.

It didn't help ease the profound sadness but having him there was a comfort in and of itself. Knowing you weren't alone with your grief.

You mustered up a small smile, "It still stings. I don't think that feeling will ever really go away, but it's a lot less than before." You turned over your hands from under his hold, his larger ones opening to allow you to move them, but you grabbed onto his fingers before he could pull away.

"Thank you, Elijah." You squeezed his digits, a warmth spreading through your chest at how his skin felt against yours. You hoped the forming heat you could feel on your cheeks wasn't visible to him.

"Anyone home!?"

The unexpected voice startled the both of you, causing you and Elijah to move your hands away from each other. You and he swivled your heads over to the footsteps you could hear coming from the direction of the entrance.

The head of a young looking man, features resembling Elijah, Kol and Finn, poked into the kitchen where you two were sat. His eyes were a striking baby blue, with prominent brows. His lips were spread in a resting smile.

"Henrik!" You turned to Elijah, who quickly stood from his stool, face lit up with a wide smile at the sight of his youngest brother.

You were quickly coming to love seeing Elijah's face like that, if your racing heart was anything to go by.

The younger man, Henrik, grinned just as widely and raced over the rest of the way to tackle his brother into a bear hug. The two men chuckled heartily and you couldn't stop the smile spreading across your face at seeing the genuine happiness both of them were exuding at the moment.

They parted after a moment, Elijah anchoring a hand to Henrik's shoulder, "Let me look at you!" He scanned his little brother top to bottom, "You've grown again over the last 8 months!"

Henrik laughed aloud and mockingly patted the elder's head, "Or is it that you've shrunk?"

Elijah chuckled at the reply and simply ruffled the young man's hair. He then moved aside, turning back to you and brought a hand to Henrik's back, bringing him forward, "Henrik, I'm sure you've heard of my new housekeeper?"

The youngest Mikaelson grinned at you, nodding as he uttered your name, "Of course I have. Nik told me all about you! It's so nice to finally meet you." He moved forward, outstretching his hand. You took it in yours and gave him a firm two shakes, "All good things, I hope."

He nodded enthusiastically, "For sure! Well, coming from Nik, it was all said with a hint of suspicion, but that's par for the course for him. Bekah and Reya are much more reliable and they couldn't stop singing your praises."

You laughed at his admittance, "I can't imagine what they'd praise me for."

His eyes widened, "Are you kidding, they said you make a mean chicken parmesan," his eyes turned downward, face sheepish as he looked up at you innocently, "I was kinda hoping to try it."

Oh, it seemed that Elijah was not the only one skilled in the 'puppy dog' look.

Your wide eyes looked over to Elijah, seeing his eyes dance with mirth and edge of his lips twitch with amusement.

You snorted, a look of exasperated endearment crossing your features as you looked back at Henrik, eyes narrowed with mock indignance, "I guess I can make it for tonight's dinner."

His face lit up instantly, excitement at the prospect of the rumored 'heavenly chicken parmesan', he pumped a fist into the air and turned around before you could change your mind about tonight's menu.

"I'll be in my room. See you in a bit!" Without looking back, he sped out of the kitchen, his hurried footsteps taking him to the staircase by the entrance.

"He's a bit brazen. I hope you can forgive him." Elijah's baritone broke the silence after Henrik's departure.

You looked at him. His eyes were still glued to where his baby brother had ran off, his face the picture of adoration for the whirlwind of energy that had just ran up the stairs.

You couldn't help but giggle, Elijah's eyes cutting to you at the sound, "There's nothing to forgive. I'm happy to serve. Although," your face turned contemplative as you turned away from him and walked toward the refrigerator, "I'll need to go make a grocery run. I ran out of mozzarella on Tuesday. And need to get some more basil. Actually, I could pair the chicken with some spaghetti. So, I gotta get another jar of sauce...hm, maybe two jars? I wonder how much Henrik eats. Probably two jars then. Oh and gotta get some extra chicken breasts..."

You continued to mutter different ingredients, seeming to have forgotten about Elijah's presence behind you. The action only caused Elijah's face to soften, his eyes following you closely, radiating warmth and tenderness.

He noticed that you tended to hyper-focus on a task that you deemed to be of utmost import. And it filled him with joy that you thought of tending to his siblings as important. You were hired as his housekeeper but that didn't stop you from attending to the wishes of his brothers and sisters. And you did so, not because they were his siblings, but because you genuinely wanted to help and provide in the way only you could.

The more and more he came to know about you the deeper and deeper he was falling in—

Wait.

Was he?

Was this...love?

*** Part 4

Author's note: Dun-dun-duuuuun! The L word!

#elijah mikealson x reader #the originals x reader #elijah mikaelson #klaus mikaelson #rebekah mikaelson #freya mikaelson #finn mikaelson #kol mikaelson #alternate universe #human au

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yoga-onion · 6 months

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- Meaning of Sprit Animal, The Crocodile –

When the crocodile spirit animal pays you a visit, it comes to alert you to the opportunities that you have been overlooking.

Much is happening in your environment. Unfortunately, you are not always aware of this. But trust that the crocodile spirit animal will open your mind.

This spirit animal has unbridled creative force. This force is usually manifested in the animal’s ferocity, fury, and primal energy. This spirit totem comes to protect and preserve the knowledge you have gained in life. The crocodile marks the end of an era and the beginning of a new one.

This new period in your life means regeneration. You are able to create the balance you need to integrate new ideas in your life. The crocodile presence in your life has one powerful meaning: primal instincts. This totem stands for your survival and ability to reproduce.

The spirit is responsible for your physical strength. When the crocodile waddles into your life, people recognise the raw power that you represent. You can use this to catapult your life to loftier levels. Hardships will not break you. Instead, they only serve to strengthen you, to make you wiser and stronger. You are able to spot opportunities and to move with speed to grab them.

This spirit guide wants you to concentrate on the birth of new concepts in your life. You can use the wisdom of this totem to make your life better.

[Image above: Salvador Dali, The Funny Dreams of Pantagruel: Crocodile, 1973]

−スピリットアニマル・ワニが意味する事−

ワニがスピリットアニマルとして現れた時は、あなたがこれまでに見落としてきたチャンスの数々を警告しています。今、あなたの周りでは、いろいろなことが起こっています。残念ながら、あなたは常にこの事に気がついている訳ではありません。でも、大丈夫、ワニのスピリットアニマルは、あなたの心を開いてくれる事でしょう。

このスピリットアニマルは、際限無くクリエイティブな力を持っています。この力は、野生の凶暴性、猛威、また原始的なエネルギーを現します。また、あなたがこれまでの人生で蓄えてきた知識を知識を守り、維持するためにやってきます。ワニはひとつの時代の終わりと、新しいことの始まりを示します。

あなたの人生にとっての新しい時代とは、再生を意味します。あなたの人生に新しいアイデアを取り入れるために必要なバランスを整えることが出来ます。あなたの人生にワニが現れた時のパワフルな意味の一つは：野生的本能。このトーテムはあなたのサバイバルと復活能力を意味します。

このスピリットは、あなたの肉体的な強さを司っています。ワニがあなたの人生によちよち歩み寄って来るとき、人々はあなたが象徴する真の力を認識します。あなたはこれを利用して、人生をより高いレベルへと飛躍させることができるのです。苦難はあなたを壊さない。むしろ、苦難はあなたを強くし、より賢く、より強くするために役立つだけです。あなたはチャンスを見極め、それをつかむために素早く動くことができる。

このスピリットガイドは、あなたの人生における新しい概念の誕生に集中することを望んでいます。あなたはこのトーテムの知恵を使って、人生をより良いものにすることができるでしょう。

#spirit animal #crocodile #creative force #strength #power #fearless #nature #art #primal instincts #egeneration

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