#namor my love

[quigonswife8]

Headpiece: Namor x fem! reader

You clean Namor’s headpiece

This isn’t perfect or anything cause I had writers block and was trying to decide what to write.

Also thank ya'll for 200 followers!! I hit it a few days ago but didn't really say anything cause I worried I wouldn't be at that after unfollowing a bunch of those stupid bots💀 but again, Ty❤️

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K'uk'ulkan had to leave and he said you could just wait for him because he'll be a while, then he left. Well not before pressing a soft kiss to your temple, and muttering some words of endearment.

If it was any other time he would have let you go but you were recently injured and still need time to heal so you stay.

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Fingers run along the headpiece in your hands. K’uk’ulkan’s headpiece. He'd left it behind because it needed to be cleaned and with your spare time you've decided to do it for him.

His headpiece is a symbol of his power, his status. Each color, each piece of the headpiece, perfectly symbolizing K'uk'ulkan. Who he is as a person. His outfit, as a whole, really encapsulates him but it's his headpiece that does it most. It's also your favourite part of his outfit.

The mirror in front of you reflects your action of cleaning it. Gently so the headpiece doesn't break in any way. You lean back against the chair, looking away from the headpiece for a moment to look at yourself through the mirror.

The gorgeous blue of the dress really suits the colour of your eyes. Namora was the one who had gifted this dress to you, and when K'ak'ulkan had seen you in it for the first time, he couldn't contain his awe. His cousin stood by the door arms crossed smiling too.

At that memory, you can't help but smile. Seeing that look in his eyes- a look of awe but also love, followed by a compliment, that had made you smile- it's always nice to think back on these memories.

Though you pull yourself back to reality, wanting to finish cleaning his headpiece before he gets back.

So looking back down, you continue.

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Time gets lost on you, because by the time you're finished, it's been an hour. Right on time K’uk’ulkan enters the room: his eyes going to you, and he smiles seeing you cleaning the headpiece.

He approaches. His figure comes into view of the mirror but because you're so focused on cleaning his headpiece, it's a surprise when he greets you with a kiss on your head.

"You didn't have to do this."

You smile softly, melting into his sudden touch.

"I know but I wanted to."

In the mirror you see you and your king, but in the mirror K’uk’ulkan sees him with a powerful woman. with his queen. He couldn't have asked for anyone better.

"Thank you." and as he looks at you, you smile back.

"You're welcome."

After this he moves his hands down to rest on top of yours, placing them on both sides of his headpiece. Then as he looks down at it, he makes a motion meaning 'can I take this?'

You take your hands away letting him pick it up; you watch him as he slowly raises it and you realize he probably wants to wear it.

"You know..." He slowly begins to lower it, above your own head. "I have never seen you wear this..." then he places it on your head, and you turn to look at him this time.

He looks at you, and a smirk falls onto his lips replacing that smile. Perfect, that's what you look like wearing it. "you look..."

He looks forward, bringing his hands to rest on the back of your chair.

"Perfect."

[imperiuswrecked]

It's a gift Namor, don't be rude.

Namor Week 2024 - Day 5 - Friends/Enemies Frenemies featuring Doom & Namor @namorweek Thank you to the wonderful @rikebe for creating this fun comic for me! I love it!!! Commission the artist here!

[feasibilities]

Headcanons about Namor- 18+ 𓆙

Warnings: Auralism (fetish for sounds), Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Group Sex (different genders), Aphrodisiac Foods, Breeding Kink, Masturbation, Slight Degradation, Nipple Play, Hair-Pulling, etc.

Author's Note: I told y'all that I was gonna go all out for Namor. He's nasty as hell. Sorry, not sorry. Enjoy! 😇

𓆙 Your relationship with Namor was fascinating. You were a siren of Talokan who caught his eye (ear, technically) while he was making his daily rounds. To your surprise, he asked you to live at his palace.

𓆙 He took to you almost immediately. Working as one of his sirens was a delight. He complimented your voice constantly & always asked you to sing.

𓆙 You noticed that he always offered you aphrodisiacs like Chocolate, Avocados, and Pomegranates. You pretended that you didn't see him watching you eat.

𓆙 The juice of the fruits dripped down your chin. It turned him on.

𓆙 You spend your nights admiring the decor until the sounds of the ocean lull you to sleep. You often slept nude.

𓆙 One night, you had a wet dream about Namor. In the dream, you were riding him on his throne overlooking Talokan. Your moans harmonized with his. He had a vice grip on your hips. You awoke when you orgasmed in the dream.

𓆙 You feverishly reached down & started fingering yourself. Wet sounds echoed through your room. You covered your mouth to muffle your moans.

𓆙 Covering your mouth meant nothing as Namor heard you grunting in your sleep & came to check on you. He stood in the doorway and watched you obliviously fuck yourself.

𓆙 Namor’s hearing was extremely sensitive. He could hear the most minute sounds of surrounding marine life. He could even hear the movement of tectonic plates below the ocean floor.

𓆙 Sounds of pleasure were his favorite. He could hear how someone's heartbeat flutters as they orgasm. Moans, labored breathing, wet noises, skin hitting skin--just to name a few.

𓆙 As you approached your climax, he watched you unravel. You stopped muffling your moans. Your breasts heaved. Your legs shook as arousal spilled out of your entrance.

𓆙 Namor walked to your bed and leaned over you. He kissed you with wild abandon. You were startled, but you kissed him back. He pulled away and peered into your eyes. He asked you Jach éek'. Yéetel máax soñabas, yaakunaj. (You're so filthy. Who were you dreaming about, love?) You said Táan u betik wéetel, K'uk'ulkan. (I was dreaming about you, K'uk'ulkan.)

𓆙 He brushed his fingers against your entrance, arousal coating his index & middle. He sucked them off and used them to toy with your nipple. You moaned in bliss.

𓆙 Ko'oten tin wéetel. Yaanten ba'ax we'esik ti' teech. (Come with me. I have something to show you.) You hastily slid on a backless gown and followed behind him.

𓆙 He took you to his cave where 6 people (3 men and 3 women) were having an orgy. He enjoyed the shock on your face.

𓆙 For hours on end, all 6 people ravaged you. Feeling that many different hands overwhelmed your senses. Your screams of pleasure filled the beautiful space. Namor watched on, touching himself occasionally.

𓆙 Once they were finished, Namor laid you on a stone stab. He slowly stripped off all his clothing, only leaving his arm braces on. Everyone watched him intently.

𓆙 With due respect to your new suitors, Namor was miles ahead of them. He was fucking you so good that you went in and out of consciousness. He contorted your body in all types of positions. He managed to hit your g-spot in every position.

𓆙 He kept encouraging you to be vocal. A harmonious song of splendor was created by both of you. You clung to him desperately. Your suitors sang your praises.

𓆙 When he was getting close, he put you in the mating press position. He pulled your hair back so you couldn't leave his gaze. Ko'oten wo'osal. Ka'ach a paalal míos. (Come for me. You will bear my children.)

𓆙 His thrusts were bullish and careless. You felt like the air was being knocked fucked out of your lungs. The only sounds that could escape your mouth were pants. Tears of satisfaction rolled down your cheeks.

𓆙 At last, you felt him fill you up with one last thrust. You praised him. Je'el in Ajaw. Ya'ab in tia'al tu láakal. (Yes, my king, I'm all yours). His groan shook the entire cave and thrilled your suitors. He watched his seed drip out of you.

𓆙 Although hedonistic, Namor secretly loved having you & many others at his disposal. He knew their devotion to him was permanent. You were looking forward to bearing the children of the Feather Serpent God, especially if conception began like this.

[namor-shuri]

“They are your celebrity crushes?”

Yeah 🤭

“Look at the screen.”

That’s mine 🥴

“And that’s what you’re going to settle for?”

Imma stick beside ‘em 😌

[v4mpires0ap]

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[kukulkane-a]

namor + outfits from the 90s.

[valninja]

"A token of our gratitude."

Please do not repost without crediting me >.<

[dearnamorrr]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JOSÉ TENOCH HUERTA MEJIA🙊💫

PLEASE KNOW THAT YOU ARE LOVED!

I'M GLAD FOR MAKING YOU HAPPY!

MAY GOD BLESS YOU, SIRR!

I STAN A HUMBLE KING!🌷💫

THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING! SWEET 42!🥇💞

[joyfulsuitcaseneckplaid]

When I found the picture of Tenoch Huerta napping on the set in sandals I couldn’t resist.

[quigonswife8]

Drowning: Namor x reader

Namor saves your life

Warnings: swearing, near death experience, talk of mild concussion.

Gif creds: @mndvx | Couldn’t really find a gif that worked best but since this gif is near the end of the film, when this is set, I thought I’d use it :)

Translations [used from a yucatec maya to english translator I’ve been using]

Paach teechi': Behind you.

In yakunaj: My love.

In yaakunech: I love you.

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In the distance Shuri and Namor come to an agreement. She'll promise to protect his oceans, will make sure no one will bring harm to him and his people. The wakandan's will keep the location of Talokan secret. They will work together from now on.

Where you are, however, none you are aware of this happening, so the battle wages on. More people die, more lives lost. It's hard to decide who's winning because it's even on both sides- well, almost even.

"(y/n)!" One of the talokanil’s toss a weapon your way, and you catch it with a nod.

"Thank you."

Just in time you turn and cut down one of the enemies before moving onto take down more. To be honest you wish an agreement was made between the black panther and your love because you can't bare losing him.

You want nothing more than to go and help him but you’ve been unable to leave, stuck fighting.

“Paach teechi'!”

What?

It's too late: when you turn you're struck over the head and sent overboard. Their yelling soon fades away as they falls back into the battle, and you're fully submerged into the water. The sudden impact from the hit and from hitting the water leaves you dazed and confused unable to process what's happening.

You don't swim back up, you just watch as you begin to sink. As you sink faster that's when you start finding it hard. Hard to breathe.

You can’t breathe. The water is so heavy it’s suffocating you, then you squeeze your eyes shut to stop the pain of the water in your eyes.

You're drowning. The water greets you like a long-lost friend pulling you further and further until it will have wrapped it's invisible arms around you.

The fight above becomes more distant as you sink futher. It's hard to fight against water that has already claimed you, hard to swim to the surface when you're so weak and still unable to grapple with everyone. It's so cold and you grow sleepy, finding that urge to slowly drift away with the water's giving you it's death kiss.

Is this it?

Of your [age] years on this earth you have experienced things beyond comprehension. Been through a lot that has shaped and changed you. Met and fell in love with the winged serpeant god.

Now you're going to die and hell it's extremely scary and you want to be saved, but if this is it then you're happy to have lived this life.

K’uk’ulkan pops into your mind: the memories you shared with him, and that eases your worries.The water pulls you away, white dotting your vision. The pull is stronger and you feel yourself slipping away.

Before you do though you can swear you see someone floating in your direction and then everything is blurred.

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"Come on my love."

He lays you down on the sand, quickly moving his hands to begin CPR. Up and down up and down and he repeats your name in hopes it will do something.

"Come on."

You're still not responding. So he lowers his mouth to give you mouth to mouth. Your freezing body against his, your eyes shut- you need to wake soon.

He breathes in, and out, giving you air. In, and out, desperation clcinging to him like the water that already clings to him. His hands shake but he doesn't stop giving you CPR- he can't.

Please

He prays in his mind

I cannot lose them too

Namor repeats breathing in and out, his heart hammering in his chest. Still nothing. That’s when he pleads again.

Please, I am begging you. … … …

You jolt up, eyes wide: turning to your side you start coughing up water which snaps him back to reality. Throat, scratchy, in so much pain, and that pain in your head makes matters worse. At least you don't feel as dazed as you were when you fell under.

Hands shaky digging in the sand in front of you, while you throw up more water. It's...still hard to grapple with what's happening. The last thing you remember is falling into that water after being struck over the head.

Am I in heaven? or maybe, it's hell. If it was heaven you wouldn't be feeling like shit but on the other hand why would hell still look like the real world?

"Ugh.."

Tears fall from your eyes soaking your cheeks. You had died…right? There's a vague image of someone swimming towards you but that was the last thing you remember. Ugh my head hurts

Before you can think anymore on that, that's when you hear it. A voice…his voice. It's so quiet, unsure, but you'd know it anywhere despite feeling how you are. A shaky sigh and then your eyes flick to him…and your mouth falls open in surprise.

K'uk'ulkan “Am I…in heaven?"

If he's there you have to be in heaven. "No.."

He crawls over to you and then he stops in front of you.

"You're…" Namor's eyes soften and he searches yours. "…you're alive, in yakunaj."

Alive? So…you didn't die?

"Are you sure…?"

He slowly takes your hand in his, and presses it to where your heart is.

"Do you feel that? Your heart is beating, you are alive."

Then he takes it and presses it to where his heart is, and smiles softly.

"…and so am I. I'm here with you, you're alive."

I'm actually alive

That figure was K'uk'ulkan. The figure who had swam towards you was your love, and it all makes sense. He had saved your life, you owe everything to him.

"Thank you…"

Through tear-filled eyes you take his other hand in yours, rather than press your head to his. This means more than a kiss: it's more intimate. He's a bit caught off guard by your action but finds himself squeezing your hands.

"…for saving my life."

"You're welcome in yakunaj…"

To hear him say this after such a traumatic event? Means more than anything to you. You're surprised you're taking this so well though, that you haven't cried or even broken down. By this point people would if they were faced with death and had survived.

It's better to have him there comforting you because you really need it. It's like he's your anchor and he's keeping you grounded otherwhise you're not sure what you wsould do.

"I'm happy that you are alive…"

Though while he isn't fully able to communicate just how happy he is at the moment, you know. You can tell and that only makes you happy to know that he is, 'cause if he lost you he's not sure what he would do.

You're his heart- his purpose- his love- who he lives for. The person who understands him better than anyone and who is there to let him know how much you love him.

[imperiuswrecked]

Imo the best Reed & Namor dynamic is from F4: World’s Greatest Heroes because Reed is SO PETTY and I LOVE IT.

“Oh wait I forgot, you’re not the ruler of Atlantis anymore are you?” “HOW DARE YOU”

[amidalis]

Me on February 1st when Black Panther: Wakanda Forever is finally released on Disney Plus, and I can watch it continuously until my eyes fall out of my goddamn head:

[feasibilities]

Headcanons about Attuma- 18+ ༄

Warnings: Dead Dove/DNE, Power Dynamics, BDSM, Risky Sex, Roleplay, Spanking, Overstimulation, etc, Author's Note: From the moment I saw him on screen, I felt like I had to bow to him. Sorry, y'all. (I also recommend looking up the positions I listed so your imagination can run wild!) 😅

༄ Attuma was training you for the impending war with the surface world. He was an uncompromising teacher.

༄ He was insistent on priming you to be the best of the best. Your training lasted for hours--repeating the same moves over and over again.

༄ As your training continued, you noticed the sexual energy that crept into your extended lessons.

༄ He became more tactile when you practiced close combat, like grabbing your hips or brushing against you from behind on purpose.

༄ Your first sexual experience with him was thrilling. If anyone saw you two, they would've seen you on your knees with his hand in your hair. He got off on the obscene noises you made & saliva dripping down your chin.

༄ He trained several others, but you became his star pupil. You accomplished this by pushing yourself beyond physical limitations...and by partaking in the iniquitous fantasies of your pedagogue.

༄ An intense, risky sexual relationship began between you two. If discovered, Attuma could've lost his ranking as General in the Talokanil army. Worst of all, Namor would've killed you both for risking the safety of his people for a quick fuck.

༄ The pleasures of your love affair outweighed the consequences, obviously.

༄ Attuma's dominance didn't waver in bed. In fact, you think it was magnified.

༄He always put you in the most indecent positions (ex: Seashell, Wheelbarrow, and Pirate's Bounty)

༄ He loved tying you up or putting a leash on you. He preferred Shibari rope styles of bondage. His pet name for you was ch'úupalo' (babygirl).

༄ He loved blindfolding you. He overstimulated you the most when you couldn't see. Without your sight, every touch, thrust, lick, etc. was more potent.

༄ He had an oral fixation. He loved for you to wear a ball gag, suck on his fingers, or wear his rebreather. He sometimes covered your mouth to muffle your screams.

༄ He loved spanking you with a riding crop. The sting and bruises it left drove you up the wall.

༄ He loved seeing you completely full, so he would make you wear a jade-stone anal plug during sex.

༄ Most of all, Attuma loved roleplaying. He wanted you to act as a naive surface-world girl who was kidnapped with lecherous intentions. He was extra rough during these scenes.

༄ Despite his ferocity in bed, he was wonderful at aftercare. He would bathe you and massage you with sandalwood oil. He would whisper sweet nothings into your ear like Jach ki'ichpam a wilik (You look so beautiful) and Teech jump'éel ma'alo'ob máako'obo ku (You're such a good student). He would cuddle you and play with your hair

[namor-shuri]

*Ryan Coogler drops the gem Wakanda Forever*

*A Namor x Shuri ship is birthed, drawing fandom from all around the world*

*Fans share inventive narratives, beautiful works and comedic concepts with one another, ultimately finding community from these fictional marginalized characters and their fictional union in this fictional movie {minding their own business and thriving}*

*Unsolicited pushback stirs with the #1 arguing point: “He killed her mother!”*

Meanwhile the fandom who unfortunately didn’t get to see the same Wakanda Forever as everyone else:

I………………….had…………………..no………………….idea

[v4mpires0ap]

IT'S MY COMFORT CHARACTER AND I GET TO TALK ABOUT HIM WHENEVER I WANT