#namor blurb

[wint3r-h3art]

Listen I don’t know how it gets to this point but the idea of Namor fucking you in his room in the cave with all his paintings, but it’s MESSY like y’all have paint smeared on your bodies, smudged a new painting on the wall that hadn’t dried yet, you’re body sweating and leaving marks all over eachothers bodies, the whole fucking place is just TRASHED

And how embarrassed you’d be after when you both thought you’ve cleaned up, but Namora comments on the paint on your neck (and how Namor would be smiling all smug lmao)

Our Secret

A/N: My hand slipped. No beta, so if there are any mistakes, I'm sorry.

18+ ONLY | Minors DNI

warnings: mutual pinning, mentioned of male masturbation, vaginal sex, wall sex

Namor of Talokan Masterlist

It started off with stolen glances between the two of you.

His eyes followed the path of your brush stroke against the cool cavern wall, then slowly they traveled up your arm, then your shoulder. To the slenderness of your neck, his eyes linger, watching and wishing to taste your skin on his tongue.

Then up his eyes linger on your lips, watching almost tentatively and imagining the way those soft, pillowy flesh would feel against his.

It's almost foolish the way he felt himself getting hard at the sight. His grip on his own brush is almost too hard that the little thing is almost breaking in half.

Then your curious eyes shift to meet his hungry ones. It's borderline desperation the way his gaze would linger and how hard he's swallowing by just your presence there. It's a torturous affair for him, yet he craves and longs for it. He loves the way your scent would linger in the cavern and envelopes his hunger with the ghost of you whenever he's alone.

He must admit that he found himself giving in to his own needs once or twice already. His hand would be moved on its own and stroke the half-hardened shaft to the image of you. Of course, he felt like shit afterward, knowing full well that he shouldn't, yet every time you and he share a space, all of his rationality dissipated into thin air.

Just like now. The hunger and needs to have you are more than apparent. The wordless exchange between the two of you is simply too much to bare.

You swallow for a brief moment, only to find yourself being crushed against the cool cavern wall. His lips descend upon yours almost too quickly for you to realize what's happening.

His tongue and teeth are everywhere. His rough, calloused hands dig into your skin almost imprinting them right to your bones. His touches are as hot as the sun itself, and you wouldn't mind being burned by him.

Next thing you know, you find yourself being wrapped around his waist. Your clothes are lying on the cavern floor. Your arms wrap around his neck as his lips are still covering yours, swallowing whatever noise you emit.

And without any hesitation, he enters you with a swift motion, making both of you moan out in unison. There is no softness to this. It's a pure need from all the unsaid attraction you both have been feeling for these past months. A passion that is as hot as the sun itself, yet none of you seems to care of either of your burn from each other.

His hips move with desperation and eagerness that make your head spin. Sweats slick your bodies as the small room fills with nothing but the sound of your bodies. You can feel every fiber of his muscles move beneath your fingertips from the effort alone.

It's almost too much yet not enough. He would move to lie on the table, causing all the paint pots to fall and clatter all around you, but there is no sign of stopping. Your nails drag across his back in a desperate attempt to hold on to the last bit of your sanity.

K’uk’ulkan is determined more than ever to bring you to release. His movements become more and more erratic as he feels your body slowly closing in around him, and before he knows it, you came with a muffled scream as he continues to drive into you, using you until he reaches his own release.

Silence fills the small cavern, except for the sound of your heavy panting as both of you slowly come down from your high, and once more the shared silence between the two of you continues, yet there's a mutual understanding of this little secret you share.

Both of you part way, yet there's a lingering look you share when you leave the room, and for the first time, you notice the way the smile finally reaches his eyes, melting his deep brown eyes like the way the earth softens right after the rain just falls.

A couple of days later though Namora points something out as you and the king silently work on the mural once again.

"Is that gold paint stuck to your hair?"

You turn to her, but she has already looked straight at the king beside you with a knowing smile. Heat flares up on your face as you glance to your right, directly at K’uk’ulkan, and he too has the same smirk that makes you want to crawl under the table and hide.

[namorslutfanfiction]

Fic idea.

Angst namor x reader.

Reader is out for blood. Her brother was part of the American expedition to find vibranium that Namor and his soldiers completely annihilated.

A year passes and reader is part of an American mission to attack talokan now that they have entered the global sphere of knowledge. Reader knows for sure that Namor personally threw their brother to his death.

The special forces mission is meant to be reconnaissance now that they have an idea of Talokan's actual location. Your fellow soldiers happen amongst a couple young Talokanil and kidnap them.

You are against this and stop the others from hurting the kids. Instead fighting them off, releasing the children back into water and being thrown into the deep ocean waters without any protection.

The children save you and drag you to Namor's caves. Your body is damaged from the pressure and drowning. The children are grandchildren to the resident Talokan Shaman who makes the decision to give you the special potion that made them what they are, to save you and thank you.

Namor arrives right as it is given to you and explodes in a fit of rage. You do not ingest it completely and do not turn blue but you can now breathe underwater and are healing. He locks you up for being part of the attempted attack.

The children vouch for you but Namor is furious that an outsider was given the precious potion. When you wake there's a whole stand off with Namor. Your hatred and his clashing.

He keeps you prisoner but does not let you starve and allows you a bed. The children sneak in to visit you. Because of them Namor doesn't kill you but he doesn't know what to do with you.

He watches you interact with the children. Eventually you tell him about your brother. He doesn't apologize but explains that death is necessary in a war.

You ask to see Talokan and to see what else has changed for you after drinking the potion. Namor allows it but wants you chained to attuma.

You discover that once you are submerged you are the same as the Talokanil. But when you rise into the air and shore you go back to being a normal ish human.

Namor hates this. Practically blames you for somehow being allowed access to both worlds when his people did not. Cue physical fight and the children stepping in front of the king to protect you.

Namor sends you back to the surface. Not wanting anything to do with you. When you arrive home, surprisingly alive. You are arrested for treason and kept a secret.

The Americans plan to attack Talokan on the grounds of them taking you and possibly killing you, hence them keeping your return a secret.

You break free and try to get to Talokan before the Americans do. You get there just in time to warn Namor but he thinks you led them there.

Talokan is under attack and you surprise namor by fighting by his side. Talokan is winning but your old Sargeant is determined to kill you for interfering with the whole plan. Namor fights by your side but you end up being impaled in an act of saving Namor's life.

Namor kills your Sargeant in retaliation. You're dying in his arms with him whispering his apologies for everything. He takes you to the Shaman who gives you more of the potion in an attempt to save you.

It does or it doesn't. Not sure how it would end.

Just a little thought.

[inklore]

girl I am losing my mind I finished a whole bottle of wine by myself and ever since I've just been thinking about dbf! namor and kissing him for new years but it's like at a house party and anyone could see

STOPP bestie i also finished an entire bottle of wine on my own + a small small bottle of smirnoff, so i’m definitely feeling it!!

and all i can imagine is namor being all worried about it at first but then he’s staring down at your wide smile, your cheeks visibly heated from having more than a few drinks and how can he be mad when you’re looking up at him like that?

the music is so loud, loud enough to make you feel like it’s pumping through your veins. the noise of glasses clinking and hollers and shouts all around you but all you can hear, feel—taste, even after having knocked back more than a few spiked drinks—is him.

you had sought him out when the clock starting ticking. there had been able bodies, lips, people around you you could have grabbed and pressed a kiss to. but it wasn’t him. no one was him.

it couldn’t compare to the softness of his lips, or the hand cupped at the side of your neck. his touch seeming to ice your drunken warmth.

you fully expect him to scowl down at you, to push you away hard and stern but when your eyes open again all you see is the look of blissful contentment. there’s something in the pit of your stomach—worries, fears—that someone may see. that they may hone in on your hand at his chest, his at your cheek and just know.

by the look the two of you are giving each other. by your wine stained lips making his a little more flushed.

but you don’t care. maybe it was time everyone knew.

“take me home,” you mumble against his chin. nipping it with your teeth playfully.

“to put you to bed, gladly.” his lips quirk up when you scowl at him. doesn’t even bother to look around before he places a kiss to your head.

[stuckybarton]

so i'm gonna be posting chapter 12 in a few, but i'm already writing chapter 29 as we speak [need the backlogs cause i'm about to burst in a few with the baby lol] but i just want to share this shit with you guys:

“Will you ever hurt me again because of who I am?”

He blinked, was this your fear? But then again, it was not without reason. He had thrown you into the water to drown when he had accused you of being a spy. But now it was different, the situation was not of your own control—and he knew with all of his heart he will make it right one way or another.

“No.” He spoke with all the promise he could give to the single word. “But I will burn every single one of them who had hurt you.”

“Promise?”

“With my life and with my soul, My Queen.”

if only you guys knew how happy i am with writing this series. this is the first time in a long time that i actually enjoyed writing something and thank you for the continuous support. i'm sorry i don't reply as much as i used to by when everything is all settled, i'm digging to reply to every chapter from the very first chapter down to the very end.

[mxtantrights]

in this lifetime (3)

Not opening the box ended up being the best idea. Also setting it back outside a couple meters from the safe house was also a good idea because it ended up going off in the middle of the night. But you know you would’ve been fine. The others... not so much.

A mysterious blue mist emerged from the open box (as shown on surveillance) overnight. And now you were wondering what it meant.

You and the rest of the group are standing around the box with masks on. Peter, for some reason, double masked. (Spider-Mask and face mask).

“But like we didn’t die so that’s good.” Peter says

You nod your head, “True, true. But I still don’t like the idea of this box being out in the open.”

“I mean we haven’t gotten any activity. Maybe this is it.” Sam wonders out loud.

You begin to shake your head, “No that’s not it. Something about this is off. We should move out.”

“I agree.” Bucky tags on.

He unnerved you to say the least. It wasn’t anything he did. Per say. If you can count his existence as something unnerving without sounding like an absolute hater. And you didn’t hate him. 

You just didn’t understand him. Or, more importantly, how he was still alive. You had seen him multiple times over the span of about 100 years now. He’s an anomaly. 

“What do you think, mission leader?” Peter asks you.

You look at him. Then at Sam. Matt. Bucky.

What you knew in your mind that you weren’t sharing with the others was the fact you knew of a select few people who could have a blue mist like that in the footage from last night. One of whom you used to have a massive crush on.

It couldn’t be him. It couldn’t. What would he want with the surface world and how could he be linked to the mission?

“I think I should make a call.” You say.

Without giving any of the guys time to ask who you were calling or why you were calling them, you walked back into the cabin. He wasn’t easy to call. But then again he did owe you a favor. 

In your hand you conjured up what you need. The seashell he had given you as parting gift all those years ago. You breath in and place the shell up to your mouth, then breath out.

Hopefully Namor would answer.

[geeky-politics-46]

Hope

Pairing: Doctor Stephen Strange x Reader, America Chavez

Summary: You & America watch Kamala's DNC acceptance speech.

Warnings: Not much it’s mostly fluff. Story is political in nature. A little inspiration from Rogue One.

I'm back, baby! This is just a short little blurb, but there will be more & longer new stuff soon.

You knew you were staring at the future in more ways than one. Your heart was feeling lighter, and the dark storm clouds of what could be receding in your mind. The sunshine warmth of hope once again present as you watched the awe struck look on America's face as she watched Kamala Harris accept the Democratic nomination for President of the United States.

A woman, and not just any woman, but a woman of color, standing poised and ready to lead the country. You remember watching Hillary accept the nomination in 2016 with a sense of solidarity and the thought of “it's about damn time” planning in your head, but even then, it didn't feel like this. Why was it different this time? Why was the thought of a female president so energizing?

Maybe it's because now you and Stephen essentially had a teenage daughter to raise. Or by New York's phrasing, that you were legal guardians of. Maybe it's because of the fall of Roe and having to once again fight for rights that had been legally protected for nearly half a century. Maybe it's because of all the other rights and freedoms that were now openly under attack from the right and the Supreme Court. Maybe it's because you were technically a childless cat lady, at least by the other parties own wording, and you wanted to make damn certain Vance knew you did in fact have a direct stake in where your country was going. You just wouldn't be going back to the past.

You were both unaware of the sorcerer standing in the doorway, carefully studying both of you. His movements towards the loveseat you were sat in eventually making you turn your attention to him. A soft, sweet smile on his face as his lowered himself to sit next to you. Immediately putting an arm up for you to settle in under. Your body instinctively curling into his as your attention drifted back to the television. 

The sound of applause and cheers erupted from the convention crowd, and balloons came toppling down on both the stage and the crowd. Kamala Harris now stood with her family, her husband, and two step-children on one side of her. On the other side was her vice presidential pick, Tim Walz, and his family. Smiles and laughter filling the screen.

Their joy was palpable, and their smiles were contagious. America wore a matching one, and now so did you. Even Stephen was smirking as he watched you both. 

He leaned in and placed a kiss on the side of your head, brushing your hair back to see your face clearly. Seeing the wheels turning in your mind, he couldn't help but posit a question. A serene smile on your face as you moved to snuggle into Stephen's side.

“What's going on in there?”

Without looking away from your adopted daughter and her elation, you answered. 

“Hope.”

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[buzzkillers]

FABLES AND PARABLES blurb (because I couldn't fit it in chapter three so😮‍💨)

Summary- namor comes to the call (tw:stalking)

Chapter one

On the horizon, a figure lurked in the shadows. Inconspicuous, strange. No one noticed him, nothing outside of the creepy crawlings things and flying beast of this land.

He glimmered in the shadows, a star on land. With a chest and each limb covered in glittering golds and chips of shined jade jewelry.

It irritated the figure to even be here. On this land, where the ground was cobbled and the air choked itself with pollution. From the sky, he quickly grew sick of the language they spoke, the way it fell off their tongue and twisted into something ugly. Did they know of the blood drenched in it? Of the slaughter entwined in each word? They must’ve. What human didn’t? Yet they spoke it anyway. The men, the women, even the children. No one was innocent.

For this, the figure contemplated murder. A slaughter in the name of justice. It would be fitting.

A fine price for being forced to watch petty human squabbles and ordained to hide like a crab in the sand. Gods did not hide. Nor did they watch fools as they walked home alone, completely oblivious of the dangers that lurked in the corners, in the sky. But the shadow was tired, bored even. The humans were an irritating bunch. This apostate, even more so. But it's been centuries since a surface walker has prayed to him. And a promise was a promise.

Even if the wish was small, inconspicuous. Like the hiding of the sun. The shadow had no problem with granting it, despite the almost benign way it was requested. The casualty in the voice, the looseness in their tongue as if it was a challenge. As if you didn't think it could be done. And now the deed was made and here you were, running. He should've striked you.

Prayers in his name from the lips of the surface usually lasted hours. He remembered the way the natives would dance and sing for him to come. They made a spectacle of praying to him. It was hard to not listen to them. Lest he wanted to be tortured with human music for days to come.

Still, the shadow beneath the clouds was here. His feet gliding him through the wind, while he wore jewels that could be mistaken for stars. The air was muggy when he arrived, wet and sticking to his skin in a way that only the surface could do. While he looked for whoever seemed to be kissed by Chuc. It was a hard task. These humans were clearly inebriated. Their youthful laughter loud amongst the other beach goers who glared at them. It would be easy to kill them. But a promise was a promise.

So he watched.

And he watched.

Then one stumbled away from her friends–Female. Human. Her feet were bare, and with the coordination of a drunkard. Her mark was clear. Yet, it was alarming how anticlimactic the revelation was. How he was convinced, she'd look up and plead for mercy, understanding even, but instead, she struggled into that hostel, shutting the door tight.

The gods' eyes twitched.

What a gracious God he was to let your insolence pass for a reward.

[keraxxx]

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[feasibilities]

In Diosa ♆

Warnings: Yandere Aspects, Dom!Goddess, Stalking, BDSM, Ultimatum, etc.

Author's Note: Just a random blurb about a goddess OC who doesn't take no for an answer. Enjoy!

Being a goddess means you have everything at your disposal. Almost every need or want was fulfilled by your loyal devotees & servants. Any challengers or dissenters were met with a painful demise. Your powers were limitless.

You didn’t have access to one of your desires though—Namor. You had watched him for about a century. You studied every detail about him. Every word, every attribute, every tale from anyone who knew him. He was perfect for you.

You learned that he was a mutant that ruled the deep-sea kingdom of Talokan. He was worshipped by his people, just like you. The Talokanil called him the Feather Serpent God. He showed no mercy to the prying eyes of the surface would. This made you yearn for him even more.

Some of your past lovers died from old age or sickness. Some were banished from after you realized they couldn’t handle you. Something was missing. You were meant to share eternal love with a god & a god only. You had to meet him.

--

Near the Puerto Rico Trench, you sat on a jagged rock near a sea cliff. You were far from any shore. Waves were steady and the weather was mild. The frigid saltwater licked at your feet. The sun had just set, and the sky displayed beautiful oranges & purples. You felt the presence of all marine life around you. You could change anything about this, but you didn't. You enjoyed observing nature without intervention.

Feeling inspirited by your surroundings, you began to sing a siren song. It was the most beautiful melody anyone could hear--befitting for a goddess. The wind began to pick up. Humpback whales nearby began responding to your music. Your voice began to overshadow the susurration of the ocean.

--

Namor's routine was interrupted by the sonority of chorale. This was especially unusual as Talokanil sirens only sung to lure intruders to death. As melodious as their songs were, they never sang like this. He worried if Talokan's existence was threatened once again. He decided to investigate.

Swimming toward the surface, he saw a pod of whales gathered near the bottom of a cliff. The clicks & bellows they made signaled excitement. This was another oddity as they would dive to feed at this time, and there was no food here. He swam through the pod as the song grew louder. Peeking his head above water, he saw a woman resting on a rock. At this point, he worried that he was dreaming. No human could've made it this far out in the ocean. He dived under & swam closer in an effort to stay covert.

Although you didn't see him, you knew he was close. You can't say that you didn't sing to lure him out, but you loved to sing anyway. You couldn't help that it caught his attention. Looking into the water, you saw his face. You stopped singing and smiled brightly. It was obscured by the movement of the water, but his eyes were stark. You fluffed your hair & waited for you beloved to greet you.

Suddenly, Namor's spear flew from the water and nearly went through your head. Luckily, you caught it in mid-air. You saw him emerge from the water and dart through the air like a hummingbird. It was clear that he anticipated an attack. He stopped & turned around quickly to see if you were dead. To his surprise, you were unharmed with his prized possession in your hand.

"Now, is that any way to greet a goddess?" You teased.

Namor remained silent in a state of shock. He was floored by your nonchalance. Your glamour was a plus. His pride stung at the fact he was lured like a fish on a hook. No one brought this kind of hysteria out of him.

Namor then rested on the cliff above and stared down at you. You heard him speak. His voice was like velvet.

“Who are you & what could you possibly want from me?” He inquired.

In the blink of an eye, you were next to him. He was even more gorgeous up close. You sat his spear down & caressed his cheek with your thumb. Namor felt compelled to pull away but didn’t.

“Love. You and I are just alike. Two gods locked in the prison of immortality. We’re made for each other. Eternity deserves our union.” You explained, brushing your thumb against the prickles of his beard.

Namor finally realized who had been watching him for all these years. He was alarmed by your overzealous sentiments but was curious about what you could offer. None of his past flames burned quite like this.

“I would destroy a thousand civilizations if it meant I got to lay next to you each night. Without you, I am nothing. I would go to the ends of the universe for you, K’uk’ulkan.” You confessed, leaning in closer. He kissed you gently and lingered for a few moments. Your heart fluttered at the sensation of his warm breath on your skin. You then kissed him back with wild abandon. You felt as if all was right in the world.

--

“Je’el in diosa/Yes, my goddess.” Namor purred, pulling against his restraints. His hands were bound to the headboard as you rode him. You felt every inch & vein of his manhood. Your arousal dripped down his shaft. Namor felt like this was the most beautiful sight he’d ever seen: Your skin glistening with sweat. your breasts bouncing with every motion, and your face twisted in pleasure. He ached to grab at the plush flesh around your hips.

For days on end, both of you explored the sanctuaries you resided in and that of each other’s bodies. The delectation that was created between you was marvelous. Codependency was made as well. This was better than any mortal could offer you. You had finally achieved your century-long objective.

[evita-shelby]

I vaguely remember trying to put all my moodboards on a list but i can't find it , so imma just do it again

Not in order i am afraid

Peaky Blinders

Sophisticated (Grace, Tatiana, May, Diana and Gina)

Miss Shelby

Something in the Orange (Tommy x Lizzie)

Odette (Lizzie Stark/Shelby)

Odile (Grace Burgess/Shelby)

Victor (Jack Nelson hunger games au)

The Black Hand (Luca Changretta hunger games au)

The Peaky Blinder( tommy hunger games au)

Eva x Tommy

Arsonist's Lullaby (Jack Nelson)

Brilliant (Brilliant Chang Hunger Games au)

A Shelby Christmas

Prosperina

Pluto

Nothing left to say

Paloma Negra

The Pearl Anniversary

Perro Fiel

The Shelby Children

Charles Absalom Shelby

Diane Elizabeth Shelby

Luca Changretta x Eva

That Yacht Life

Incantatrice

Chiaroscuro (ft @call-sign-shark Heaven and Arthur)

Faith, love and family.

Mayores

Till Death

Jack Nelson x Eva

Christmas in Paradise

Magic

Birds of a Feather (ft. @call-sign-shark Heaven Lavey)

Soulmates

The Nelsons of Beals Street

Sun to me (hunger games au)

Always (reincarnation moodboard and blurb)

Violent Delights (knight au)

September's Shrine (modern!wedding)

My OCs

Eva Smith

Mrs Rosenberg (Frida 'Florence' Solomons)

Like Fine Wine (WWII!Eva)

Apex Predator (Eva ft mean girls, Apex Predator and pink)

They did not know we were seeds (hunger games district 10 au)

Modern!Eva/Evacore

Katie Nelson

Isabel

The Secretary and the Spy (Lizzie Stark x Santiago Rosales)

Others OCs

Wonderland (Eva ft. Heaven Lavey @call-sign-shark )

Solomons and Shelby (Diane ft @raincoffeeandfandoms Allie Solomons)

Juliusz (@rysko Juliusz Ferenz)

Devil’s Sacrament (Eva Nelson ft @emotionalcadaver Lucy Winters)

Inception

Love's a State of Mind

The Fischer Affair

World on Fire

Kasia x Lois

Robina Chase

Tom Bennett x Diane Shelby

How sweet it is

Let me wrap my teeth around the world

Ewan Mitchell

Pretty Boy

Black Panther:Wakanda Forever

Of Gods and Witches

Eva x Namor

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[namorslutfanfiction]

Can i get #4 and #8 with Namor with the reader being the one to say "I'll kill you". Pretty please with sprinkles on top.

Ok here is 4

You watched from a distance as the other female warriors fawned over Namor. You felt your brow twitch as one of them grabbed onto his arm and pushed her chest against his bicep. You engaged the warrior you were sparring with ferociously. You could see from your peripherals as the mob and Namor made their way to the edge of the sparring ring you were fighting in.

You ended your match with such a close blow to your opponent that those watching screamed in surprise. You stumbled back, surprised at your own viciousness. You bowed to your opponent and headed for the edge of the ring.

"Well you seem to be in a mood. If that were a real fight he would have been dead four times over," Namor joked. You eyed the King as he shook off the women on his arms. You scoffed and began walking away, taking a towel that was offered to you by one of the assistants to the side of the ring. You scrubbed at your sweat roughly.

"Be more gentle or you'll scrub your skin off," Namor chimed in as he caught up with you. You turned and glared at him making him raise his hands.

"Oh shut up, go have fun with your fan club," You sat down on one of the benches and looked out at the training field. It was a gathering of mutants and warriors, a conference of battle and training that Wakanda and Talokan had arranged. It was supposed to be fun and a grand cultural exchange. But right now you were annoyed.

"Fan club? Oh those warriors? They just wanted to talk about different flying techniques. We all have wings just different kinds," Namor explained as he took a seat next to you.

You shrugged, not looking at him as he put an arm around your shoulders and tried to nuzzle your cheek, "Get off me and go hang out with those whores."

"Oh you're very annoyed right now," Namor chuckled, amused at your attitude.

"You're such a dick," You stood up and grabbed a weapon from the table, getting ready for another fight.

"You're so jealous. It's like how you say you love me without saying it," The King stood, smiling, and stole a kiss on your cheek. He dodged a jab of the spear in your hands.

"I'll kill you!" You yelled as you gave chase, ignoring the butterflies that had erupted in your chest when he kissed you.

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Here is 8

"Alright, one more time," Namor commanded as he oversaw the group of warriors that were training. It was tradition for the King to watch the last day of training of the newest recruits before they were promoted. This was also a personal tradition for the King, the day he would once more spar with you.

As the celebrations continued after the promotion ceremony the King cornered you, "There you are. You're not trying to skip out on our annual battle, are you?"

You scoffed, "Unlike you, your majesty, I had a very busy day today and had many people to talk to. Not all of us can just stand there and look pretty."

"Don't be evasive. Meet me at the south training room. I will beat you this year," Namor commanded with a cheeky smile on his face. You chuckled at the challenge.

Before long you were both wrestling for dominance, weapons cast aside and relying on brute strength and agility. It was a close fight but you had won 4 years in a row and you were not planning on losing your streak. You couldn't help but notice that he had picked up some new moves and blamed it on the training he did with the Wakandans.

Namor was able to flip you onto your back and let out a laugh of triumph, "I told you, I would win this year!"

You paused and measured the weight of the king on top of you, "It's not over yet."

With a twist of your hips you had him on the ground, pinned by his wrists with you straddling his chest. The surprise on his face was short lived as he shifted and then had you chest first on the ground.

"Yield," Namor commanded, holding your arm behind your back.

"Not done yet," You smirked to yourself before making a sweeping movement with your arm and once again you were on top of him with his arms pinned to the ground.

Namor was now getting frustrated as he pulled another new move and it ended with both of you rolling around the floor. Once more some grunting, struggling, and playful banter took over. Then you had him pinned by his writs again, straddling his chest. He was exhausted now and finally relaxed his muscles.

You smiled down, panting, "Didn't know you liked being pinned to the ground this much, my king."

"Oh hush you! I yield," He sighed, though a smile still played across his face.

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That was fun to write! These little exercises are really getting my brain moving. Thank you!

[milkfromcats]

Please fill my asks with your messy nsfw thoughts on Namor so I can write blurbs for fun. Doesn't even have to be Namor. I'm so feral over so many fictional characters. Let me just list a few...

*clears throat*

And more.

[mxtantrights]

NOW TAKING BLURB REQUESTS FOR MARVEL

yes my inbox is open to blurbs starting now. send in any ramblings or ideas you have! I’d love to answer and talk and create new things along with you all. or just gush over these characters. 

who I will write for 

Steve Rogers

Bucky Barnes

Sam Wilson

Joaquin Torres

Thor Odinson

Namor (K'uk'ulkan')

Alex Summers

Kurt Wagner

Peter Parker (TASM)

(and maybe more, send me an ask and I’ll let you know)

YOU CAN FIND THESE BLUBS UNDER THE TAG: #marvelblurbs

[sethisgay]

Seth’s request list!

Hey wassgud, Seth here! I’m a new x male reader writer!! (Note English is my 2nd language!) You can request ANYTHING. I’ll mainly do instagram au’s or blurbs/incorrect quotes. Since I’m busy with skool, but you can still request a normal fic.

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Who I write for:

Celebrities

Manu Rios

Oscar Isaac

Robert pattinson

Ryan Reynolds

Finneas

Richard Madden

Tenoch Huerta

Jvke

Zayn Malik

Eminem

Omar Apollo

Etc.

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Marvel:

Namor

Daredevil

Ikaris

Ant-man

Etc.

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Don’t be shy to request anybody else! And please respect me and how long i take with requests.

[seabysiren]

masterpost

hey guys!

yall can call me syran. he/him. i hyperfocus on tings for fun. currently in college, so any tips are welcome! bc im broke af

talk to me! i love interactions and comments.

currently writing for wakanda forever's namor and cod.

buy me a coffee?

requests are welcome! i write for all genders, but if you don't specify i'll make it gender neutral so everyone can enjoy.

here's my writings :P

namor/k'uk'ulkan

series

birds of a feather ; feathered touch ; serenades of sea

tagged under birds of a feather

one shots

spoonful of sugar [after many years on the surface, your body fails you for the first time in forever. you get sick. k’uk’ulkan isn’t happy. and neither are his generals when they have to drag their king back to his duties.]

bottled words [soulmate au! k’uk’ulkan’s skin remains without a name for 400 years. buried beneath the pride of a king. el sin amor in the vast ocean. until black ink imbeds itself into his skin. it strips him until he is but a man with a broken heart and a will to find the missing fragment of his soul.]

westside [soulmate au! k'uk'ulkan finds solace. he finds home. he finds the warmth he's been craving since the passing of his mother. he finds you.]

new tides [as the moon rises, so does the strange behavior of k'uk'ulkan.]

headcanons

relationship headcanons

when you’re sick headcanons

cod

oneshots

inure [ (v.) to become immune to unpleasant events or situations. something haunts ghost. but it isn't as unpleasant as much as he thought it would be.]

series

i.) he knows me [the crew slowly realize that their newest member wasn't just haunted by the deaths they've seen.]

ii.) the beast with many names [the aftermath of near death leaves the team shaken. and simon? he's terrified to find out what exactly lurks behind the curtain of shadows you hide yourself in.]

iii.) euclid [the past. the present. and them.]

venom au!

series

rain down on me [a solo mission gone wrong, you found yourself on the verge of death when something otherworldly unearths itself.]

monster au!

headcanons

monster!simon

streamer au!

headcanons

part I ; part II ;

blurb/asks

animal crossing chaos ; sub/dono alerts ; shipping you with ghost ; shipping you with soap/jealousy ; content creator house chaos

tagged under streamer au