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marksbear · 11 months
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MULTI FANDOM MALE READER SCENARIOS 
It’s been a while since I done one of these, but I think it’ll be good for me to practice more at writing different characters and such so enjoy!
The fact is I had more tags to share 😭
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-Miguel O’Hara biting your neck harshly to get your attention when he feeling jealous. Or marking you as his.
-Izzy Hands always lightly taking your hand and helping you either up the steps or down the steps. He doesn’t even realize he’s doing it most time. Everyone in the ship always notices it but doesn’t say anything.
^^Ofmd
-Bob taking off his glasses and putting them on you then starts to compliment you how good and cute you look.
^^Top gun!
-Matt Murdock tracing your face in morning when he thinks your still sleep. He also traces your face anytime your two are arguing because he wants to see your emotions.
^^Marvel
-You and The Corinthian driving around during late nights with his hand on your thigh as he drives you around.
^^DC
-Tony stark buying you whatever you want or even dream of. It can be jewelry all the way to new houses and cars.
^^Marvel
-Bruce Wayne and you being a power couple throughout Gotham. Lots of magazines and headline about you two.
^^DC
-Teaching Adam Warlock about feelings about like having a crush or being in love.
^^Marvel
-You and Doom head being an unstoppable duo anytime you two are paired up in a game.
^^Rob Zombie movie 31
-You and Richard Madden making fun of each other accents in interviews for the newest movie you two are in.
^^Actor
-You and Hobie Brown making out in a middle of Miguel’s rant.
^^Marvel
-Homelander wrapping his arms around you as you two makeout and he slowly rises from the ground bringing you in the air with him.
^^The Boys
-You we’re very close with Love to the point all lot of people thought you two were dating. Joe was furious so he started to stalk you planing to murder, but all that stalking for weeks slowly became to months and he slowly started to catch feelings.
^^YOU
-Benedict Bridgeton being so in love with you, but he so scared that his family would disown him as well as everyone around town.
^^Bridgeton
-You and Benedict sneaking off during ball’s and random events to be with each other alone.
^^Bridgeton
-Imagine sitting down in the bleachers waiting for Mark to be done with his track meet.
^^Author/ Me
-Playing with Dutch Van der linde hair during a camp meeting and he tries to stay focus but he can’t.
^^RD2
-You and Larry smoking as you two listen to Sal play the guitar.
^^Sally Face
-Ted feeling ashamed after he realized that he caugt feelings for you even though your a player.
^^Ted Lasso
-When Dean first met you y’all both were very young. You were reckless and carefree while Dean was taking care of Sam and brought him along while you two hanged out. And he caught feelings, but he was confused about why he had feelings for a man so he kept it to himself.
^^SPN
-Helping Mark walk without his leg brace or crutches.
^^Author/Me
-Stu Marcher giving you neck kisses in the middle of class. And most of the time teachers sees him and gives you both detention.
^^Slashers
-Hannibal Lecter leaving bite marks all over your neck and shoulders.
^^Slashers
-Roy Kent being soft spoken and quiet anytime he’s with you.
^^Ted Lasso
-Larry Trainor slowly warmed up to you being his boyfriend so he lets you touch his skin underneath the bandages.
^^DC
-Anytime before a fight Arthur asks you to hold his hands. He says it’s for a good luck, but he’s just really stressed and tense.
^^Peaky blinders
-Steven Grant still being so shy and quiet with you even though you two has been dating for years.
^^Marvel
-Bringing Namor gifts like flowers, jewelry and even little things like a picture of yourself or a padlock necklace. He cherishes all of them and keeps them safe.
^^Marvel
-Meeting Namor on the beach at night almost every night.
^^Marvel
-Bobby and Athena inviting you into their relationship. They both didn’t cheat on each other to find about their feelings for you they just kinda knew one day and talked it out and for a while and a lot of thought they asked would you be willing to date them.
^^9-1-1
-Being a rich man while Steven is your trophy husband.
^^Marvel
-Dying your hair with mark.
^^Author/Me
-Watching Mark stay up all night writing just for him to randomly stop to watch a movie.
^^Author/Me
-Lee and Maren catching you eating a person right in the middle of a dark and empty road.
^^Bones and All
-Being a different love interest for Elio and being heartbroken once he chose Oliver over you.
^^Call me by your name
-Imagine rejecting Derek Shepheard after finding out he has a wife.
^^Greys anatomy 
-Rue hugging and crying on you tight after she relapsed.And you being her favorite person ever since what happened with Jules and Elliot.
^^Euphoria
-Being a father figure to Rue.
^^Euphoria
-Imagine being Maddy Perez brother and finding out Nate pulled a gun on her so you pulled up to his house barged in and looked for him and beat the shit out of him.
^^Euphoria
-Billy Hargrove acting like he hates the nickname “Curls.” Or “Curly.” But when you say it he loves it.
^^Stranger things
THE END
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lieutnt · 4 months
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Please I need to see more Namor content 😣
Sub Namor getting a hj from his general after he snaps at him. Like his general just sits behind him and holds his close so he can't squirm or wriggle. HED BE LIKE A (non)HUMAN HEATER HIS BODY WOULD BE SO WARM..
I have risen to deliver this message to you. I haven't been on here much due to midterms, but guess who passed their lit exam with a 98% average 😋
Either way I hope you're doing amazing!!
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98% is amazing! As a congratulations I offer you this :)
You’ve been a steadfast presence at Namor’s side for countless years as his most trusted general, and with that comes the deeper understanding that if Namor snaps at you, it’s out of frustration at the world around him rather than something you’ve done.
This time is no different, Namor spitting out words harsher than intended before his shoulders sag, a heavy sigh leaving his chest as he turns away from you. The words are already forgotten, your hands coming up to rest on his shoulders as you begin to massage them. “You seem stressed today, my King.” His lips twitch into a brief smile at the title, one you rarely call him in private unless in a teasing manner. Slowly you guide him backwards until the backs of your knees hit the bed, gently settling you both down so Namor is sat in front of you, back pressed against your chest. Your hands snake over his shoulders and down, down, down until you can tease his inner thighs, “I may know a way to help you… relax.”
He’s already sinking into your touch, weight falling against you and Namor nods, eyes fluttering shut when your hand travels further between his thighs, cupping his soft bulge. With a few quick twists of your fingers he’s naked before you, already half-hard as you release his cock. When you spit into your palm and begin to languidly stroke him, his head tips backwards to rest against your shoulder, pleased sighs escaping his lungs as you switch between swiping your thumb over his shining head and trailing a finger over the most sensitive veins. 
His hips begin to move, attempting to thrust into your grasp and you move impossibly closer, moving your free arm to hold across his waist. You kiss behind his ear, and with a voice low and calm, “I thought I was supposed to be helping you relax?” you question, smiling as his hips stop. 
You keep up the same pace, stroking him until he clings to your thigh, nails digging into your skin. “I’m close,” he warns breathlessly, body like a furnace as the heat of his impending orgasm zings through his veins.
“Cum whenever you’re ready,” and with a few more strokes he does, quickly turning his head to moan into your neck as cum pulses from his cock, coating your fingers in his sticky release as you stroke him through it, able to feel the way his body tenses and relaxes with pleasure until he’s boneless against you, fighting to stay awake in your arms.
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odetodilfs · 11 months
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Stress relief
A/N: So here it is, power bottom Namor, this was so hot to write, this is also my first Namor smut so yay. Pairing: power bottom!Namor x sub!top!male!reader CWs: SMUT, established relationship (marriage), slight overstimulation, riding, ass eating (reader giving), edging, use of "good boy" and breeding
IF YOU LIKED THIS PLEASE REBLOG CAUSE IT HELPS ME REACH MORE PEOPLE!!
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Namor had been stressed all week. Especially with ships going seemingly closer to Talokan for no reason, which meant he was watching out more for submarines and human ships that weren’t from Wakanda. Overall, your husband was stressed, very easy to anger. He did calm down a little with you though, he would still try to treasure you just as much as he did when he wasn’t stressed which in turn just gave him more things to do. You seriously wanted to help him, it was hard to see him like this. You had no ideas how to though… until you found him bent over, his ass popping out and you got an idea on how to make him calm down…
That day when he left to guard Talokan, you put your plan to work. You waited for him to get home, doing your usual tasks of the day, but half an hour before he normally got home, you stripped yourself off your clothes entirely and laid down on your bed. You started jerking off slowly, to the thought of Namor dominating you. His round ass on your dick, rubbing his hole yet he didn’t put it in just to tease you. Your cock was hard by now but you just kept stroking it. You wanted Namor to find you, you knew he hated you being pleased by anyone that wasn’t him, including your own hand. When you heard him swim into the house, you waited for him to call you, “Y/n? I’m home!” he announced, you started jerking off a little faster, making tiny little moans come out of your mouth. Namor had good hearing so he immediately went upstairs to check.
What he saw was a horny, desperate you jerking off, without his permission, he immediately went into a state of horny frustration, “What do you think you’re doing?” he asked you, brows furrowed, clearly mad “Please- Namor- I need you- please-” you begged “I couldn’t hold back… please…” you said in your most desperate tone, 
“What happened to being a good boy? What happened to being my good boy?” he asked, teasing your cock already “Please- I need you so bad” you kept begging. He started undressing, his gorgeous bubble butt popping out again. He got on all fours with his ass towards your face, “Be a good boy and eat me out good” he commanded, not asked, commanded, you immediately did, tasting his ass and losing yourself in the taste.
Namor was not merciful this time, he was enjoying destressing with your face buried between his cheeks. He continued thrusting and pushing your face until he considered it was enough of licking his hole. Namor was definitely horned up and more relaxed now, and he grunted as he eased himself up on his knees, your cock pointing at his hole. You were so hard now, you genuinely needed release, eating Namor’s ass had you horned up and you didn’t touch yourself. As he slowly sank down your length, you moaned as he did almost too slowly. He took your hands and pinned them to the bed frame with his right hand. 
“Christ, so desperate for me, and it’s only been a week” he said as he started slowly going up and down, making a grunt every time your cock hit his g spot. His large dick was hard, going up and down with him too. You dick was so hard and throbbing inside him, Namor was tight after you hadn’t had him for a week and his walls stroked your cock just right. You were so eager and desperate it was hard to hold back and you knew your orgasm would come soon. Your moans and whimpers filled the room “Good boy, keep making those sounds… fuck…” he said as rode your cock even faster, thrusting his head up at the pleasure you were giving him. 
Namor’s moans were on another level, he was lost in his mind, using you for his own pleasure, he needed this, he had for the whole week. He was bouncing up and down by now, every thrust hitting his prostate as you tensed up and shouted “Oh god-” as you were about to cum, but Namor pulled you out before it could happen, there were almost tears in your eyes with how desperate you were to cum, “Shhh” he calmed you down as you were left writhing in need of release, his brown eyes looking at yours intently, as he placed himself on your cock again.
This time he just started full on slamming up and down onto your cock, “Come on, just a little longer, good boy” he said, your orgasm was close and since Namor still had your hands pinned you couldn’t grip the bed sheets to hold back your orgasm. Your teeth were gritted and your body felt extremely hot, you were gonna bust any second now, but Namor’s riding started getting sloppier, his breaths faster and his moans louder… and then, the said those golden words: “It’s okay, you can cum for me now” he said. You almost screamed as you let go and unleashed a large load into him. 
Namor kept riding you in pursuit of his own orgasm, now the pleasure started to turn into overstimulation, but before it got too much, you felt him cum. His ass tightened around your cock and he released a load into the water, you were both left panting and tired, still coming down from your high.
“Was that good?” you asked, Namor released your hands at long last,
“I needed that.. thank you” he smiled at you, you smiled back at your husband, pulling him in for a kiss and flopping to cuddle him on the bed, “I love you” you said as you kissed his forehead, he laid his head on your chest with a smile, you could feel his facial hair on your skin, “I love you too” he said in that sweet accent of his. Needless to say, Namor was definitely less stressed after that.
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bumblesimagines · 1 year
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Imagine:
Meeting Namor
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Request: Yes or No
Forgive my spanish, I can only speak it and read it but writing it is a bitch.
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Weaving the thread through the perfectly shaped hole, you tied a knot at the base as you listened to the waves roll. The warm water lapped at your soaked legs, inching further into land with each wave. It wouldn't be long before the water reached your waist and you'd have to move.
Despite the peaceful, calming atmosphere, you couldn't shake the familiar feeling of eyes on you. Every time you visited the beach, it'd only take a couple minutes before he arrived. He never outright approached you, only watched from afar. Of course, the first time had left you unnerved as you never no stranger to the tales your mother often told you. And yet, he never bothered you, never made an attempt to hurt you.
"¿Quieres uno?" You called out, remaining focused on the necklace until the sound of water sloshing around reached your ears. It stopped and you looked up, taking in the man infront of you. He looked... oddly human.
Lifting your hand, you offered offered the necklace. "Tómalo. Es gratis."
Looking rather perplexed, he reached out, letting a finger drag over the thread before taking it. He let the seashell rest on the palm of his hand and studied it for a moment before looking back at you.
"(Y/N)."
"Kukulkán." His voice was unexpectedly warm and smooth.
"Encantado." You smiled, planting your feet into the sand and standing up, the water splashing at your ankles. His lips pulled into a small grin and his fingers wrapped around the seashell.
"Níib óolal." He murmured and you found yourself wishing you'd paid attention to your mothers teachings. But his eyes only twinkled with mischievous. Despite everything about him screaming power, he appeared boyish and playful.
And for a moment, you wondered if speaking to the mysterious stranger from the ocean who was said to be a god had been a good idea.
Gifs aren't mine.
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I have a namor x reader idea, hear me out.
Reader is the child of a descendant of Namors people who was captured and placed in slavery many generations ago, the readers parents still believe in the gods of that time and of Talokan even though they lost all their powers and look like the average human. They pray for their child to be born strong and return to their true people, so the reader is born similar to Namor, with the sharp ears and the wings on their ankles.
But the reader doesn't have a happy childhood and is taken from their family by force and given to the government who wish to control mutants. During their childhood they were heavily mistreated and at some point their wings were cut off because they were "evil" or "devilish". Reader learns to fly without their wings, but the pain is constant. They end up being a mutant hitman or similar and Wakanda asks for their help in defeating Namor.
Wakanda and the reader doesn't know their true heritage and they just believe the reader can breathe underwater, can fly and has superhuman strengt and speed and might even be able to control water.
Reader ends up fighting Namor one on one, maybe they are shaken seeing his wings and powers and how similar they are, or maybe the warriors of Talokan recognize the readers powers.
I haven't decided what happens after but I really like this concept, what do y'all think? I of course want it to end with Namor x reader.
I'm honestly tempted to make this a multi chapter thing, if I did what do you guys think I should name the series?
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goodstories08 · 1 year
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Way of The Water
Namor X Male Reader
Request: No
Description: Y/n was a powerful controller of the seas, born from a Mutant mother and Talokan Father. Both of his parents separated shortly after his 5th birthday, his mother raised him as a normal boy who had no knowledge of his Talokan origins until he met Namor. A serious but charming man who needed Y/n’s help to attack Wakanda.
Translations:
Querido etail - Dearest friend
In Yakunaj - My Love
Ba'axten ka waye' - Why are you here?
In ajawo’ - My King
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The beach was dead, no one in site for what looked like forever. You walked along the shore houses not far away, distant music playing from one of the beach side houses. You smiled as a bit of water hit your feet. For summer break you decided to go back to your moms beach house, she gave permission obviously, but you only had a year left of collage and things were getting complicated.
For years a relationship was something you always wanted, but maintaining one while trying to focus on school and learning a new found superpower was hard. Especially when your boyfriend didn’t make it any easier with you having powers.
All he did was talk about how you should join the avengers and drop out of school, but that’s not what you wanted. At least that’s what you thought, you still didn’t know much about who you were, but it always felt like a piece of you were missing. Back when your mom and step dad brought you to the beach house over summers it would always hurt to leave. Of course you mom thought it was because school was starting again soon but it felt deeper than that. Like you had left something behind, something that left you empty.
A light breeze blew through your hair causing it to mess up a bit, you tried to comb it down but just settled for putting your hood up.
You stoped and looked out to the water, the shore parted a bit so you could stand around waist deep. The powers that you had only showed up a few months ago, it was still hard to control them but they were manageable and even sometimes helpful. You never got how you got them but never questioned it either since you had other things on your mind. The breeze grew stronger causing you to squint and turn toward the shore, when it calmed there was something different.
The parted water way you stood in was surrounded by a pitch black abyss. The sound of someone swimming could be heard, very quietly but you could feel the vibrations in the water. You turn and run toward the shore, a long figure emerging behind you. Your eyes glowed blue and streams of water followed you, “Stop Y/n!”
You froze when the stranger called your name, you slowly turn, water spinning around you ready to reach out and kill this person if needed. “How do you know my name?!” The shadow revealed itself to be a man, no normal man however, he had ears that pointed to the sky and wings on his ankles, lifting him up in the air. He wore nothing but shorts and a lot of necklaces, his face was welcoming but not trusting.
“We have met before my Querido etail.” He spoke while moving closer, his feet touched the ground and he now stood only about a few inches away. “Dearest Friend? I don’t know you,” you say, eyes widening as you realized what he had just said. How did you know the translation, you’ve never heard that language before. “Ahhh, that’s where your wrong cause you do. I remember long ago we used to play together, eat together, do anything really together, we were almost inseparable. Well, I might a have been a bit protective,” he paused to study your face, “especially when you moved, you left the ocean behind after your father passed. You left me behind.”
You stepped back, “Please stop! I don’t know you, and how did I leave the ocean I’m right here and I’ve been here for almost every summer of my life.” He smiled and looked to the ground, his necklaces making a sound as he did, “I know, I never forgot. I watched from afar.”
“You stalked ME! I don’t even know you,” your hands swirled causing streams of water to spin around the mans body. He smirked and wrapped his hand around yours pulling it into a fist and kissing it, “But you do know me, and I know you In Yakunaj.” My eyes widened as a small breeze blew by, the water surrounding us slowly fell as the man’s hands soothed me. I felt a blush rushing to my cheeks but it didn’t make sense, “Who are you. You keep telling me you know me but I don’t remember you.”
“Our people call me K’uk’lkan, my enemies call me Namor,” he said in a husky voice, your hands finally separating. “What do I call you,” you mutter, he was close enough to hear everything you said. He chuckled, “Anything you wish, In Yakunaj.”
I looked around, the distant boardwalk was lit up and busy with people, you felt so calm in the moment. Even if you had just met a man from the ocean. The salty ocean breeze blew through your hair, “I don’t think your here to ask your childhood friend out on a date, Ba'axten ka waye'.” He grinned and looked back to the ocean, his left arm wrapped around your shoulders and he pointed out toward the horizon. Despite still trying to keep a clear mind, you felt so nervous around him. “I need you help, to take over the surface world.”
“What are you crazy?” I say causing his smile to drop a bit. “Listen to me Y/n. The surface has terrorized me people for centuries, our people Y/n. Your father was Talokan, so are you. Don’t you want answers?” You swallowed the lump in your throat. “Come here, I always cared for you. I’ve loved you since the day I had met you and I need you now more than ever,” He said pulling me into his bare chest. His soft lips traced over mine till we finally kissed. “Come In ajawo’ , I have much to show you,” He said while holding his hand out, I took it looking back toward the land for the last time. “Let’s go.”
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bullsandthebones · 1 year
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I want people to write for Namor more bc holy shit that man-
but I'm scared that they'll fuck it up yk? a lot of fic writers are white as all white, which isn't a problem normally, but if they fuck up stuff to do with the mayan culture and religion because they refuse to actually research the stuff the write about like actual writers do, then I might just go on a rampage.
like, I was even scared when people were writing for T'Challa, because a lot of people would get stuff wrong. Wakanda is a vast country, although their religion and cultural aspects remain mostly the same throughout. What most people tend to overlook is that a lot of it is based in Egyptian culture. their religion is kemetic and their clothing has Egyptian styles. even the "wakanda forever" symbol is literally related back to how Pharaohs are buried in their tombs.
(sorry for that Egyptian rant, continuing on) What I'm saying is, this stuff is severely overlooked and it pains me to see it. The Black Panther movies are everything to me because I finally got to see African superheroes, especially African superheroes with the same religion as me. Although I am not Hispanic, I'm sure that they hate misrepresentation as well.
All in all, if you're going to write for Namor, which you should because he's awesome, please take the time to research anything you want to add to your fic that would be apart of the mayan culture. Maybe even seek out a few comics that Namor is in. It's not that big of an ask and it'll make a lot of people more comfortable to support you and your writing.
(this goes for any religion/race/mental illness/disability, literally anything that doesn't pertain to you yourself. look that stuff up because it'll make a huge difference in your writing.)
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skinnywalker · 1 year
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k'áatech (ku'ku'lkan x half god! Male! Reader)
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I'll be there
When the day is gone
And the lights turn to dust
When they invaded the ocean if the Talkon they also angered the god of the sky. He came down with a thousand gusts slashing through the ships and it's crews. Those who missed the blades of wind were thrown into the depths below as the boat broke beneath their feet.
In the memories walking along you
Those serene nights
In empty spaces
Kukulkan watched the boats shatter in awe. He had never truly seen the power of the God of the air. A strange feeling crept along his ribs towards his heart.
In the smell you only recognize
In the memory of what was once mine
And now is of time
"You are the God of the sky?" He turned meeting the oak eyes of the feathered serpent. "Who else would I be?"
In the light that accompanies you
In the calmness when you stare at the sky
I'll be there
"I have never seen someone so kindred to my own heart." The two sat on the shore of a forgotten island. "Me neither Kukulkan, it is most refreshing." The space between them seemed to grow warmer.
Even if you don't know I'm there
I'll be there
When the wind is blowing
And the flames light up
"What do you think my love?" "It is a beautiful in k'eech." The two intrangle bodies, lips grazing, eyes heavy. "I can not wait for our wedding."
When life gives us our reunion
I'll be there
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aliorsboxostuff · 1 year
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Hey how are you doing. Hope you doing good and I just want to ask a question and that is have you seen black panther 2 and my next one was that if you write for namor.-🐸
A/N: 🐸!! Hi, I'm doing very well! I hope you are too! And yes, I HAVE seen Wakanda Forever and HOOOLY shit I love Namor so much. Tenoch Huerta the man YOU ARE !! anyhow yes I will write about Namor, but since I don't have any ideas for him yet, accept a headcanons if Namor fell in love with a Mutant!Readers that live near the beach (I'm thinking the beaches near Asia and Hawaii maybe) Enjoy Frog anon! <3
disc; this doesn't fit into any major MCU timeline but i like to think at some point Namor has grown attached to this mutant and has since become his bf (Before/after Wakanda Forever, up to you <3), Reader's ethnicity is not mentioned!
DEEP DIVE
NAMOR x MUTANT!M!READER
Tags: Namor x m!reader, mutant!reader, he/him pronouns for reader, nsfw, fluff and smut, headcanons, reader loves animals, (not me projecting) but reader has a pet shark, Namora mentioned, Talokan mentioned
You are Namor's mutant bf! Your abilities are being able to process oxygen in the water and to talk to aquatic mammals!
You have a shark friend named 'Lemon' that you usually swim with
Namor thinks Lemon doesn't like him but you know the shark is just looking out for you
You teach him tricks and give Lemons snacks while Namor watches
Lemon likes to tease Namor when he sees him looking at you with heart eyes
You've introduced modern technologies to him (Phones, internet, earbuds, etc.)
He likes listening to your music with the earphones on, says it's one of the only 'Human' things he likes
Definitely dances underwater with you when you bring your waterproof earbuds
Namor brings gifts at every meeting
You've collected over a dozen shell necklaces and bracelets, some with gems you've never seen before��
you've spent days swimming around the ocean with Namor, taking weeks off your vacation days just to be with him
He loves the look of your hair underwater 
you sign when you're talking with Namor underwater since you can't let out the oxygen in your lung
Namor holds you with the utmost care, despite assuring him you've done extensive training as a mutant, he's still hesitant to bring you into Talokan without a suit.
"Mi amor, I can't risk taking you there without you getting hurt," He says one night as you both hold each other on a rock, tides splashing below your feet. 
Talokan kids LOVES you. You play with them when you visit and they always surround you with so many questions about 'the world above'
You answer as you need, knowing Namor wouldn't want them to venture outside because of the curiosity, for their safety
you definitely talk shit about humans with Namora
One time you wore nail polish when you visited and Namora wanted to try them so bad, so she came with Namor the next time he visited the beach.
She didn't like the feel of it but she does like the color. Definitely will try to replicate it to withstand the deep Talokan darkness.
You've traveled a lot of distance underwater when you're on Namors back, visiting countries you've never imagined going to.
Namor loves the way your eyes shine when you visit a place you've always wanted to go, even if he could only look from the beaches to stay hidden.
He says humans wear "too much fabric," and their clothes are hindering their movements
You laughed, thinking about how he'd look in a three-piece suit, definitely annoyed with the collar and cuffs
You once wore a hoodie to the beach because it felt a little too cold to your liking and he short-circuited 
"I take back what I said about the clothes, or this one.. At least," 
Genuinely thought it looked so cute on you he couldn't get it out of his head for weeks
He once called two orcas just because you said you wanted to see them up close
Summoned a lot of other sea creatures just because you wanted to see them
Has been on a humpback whale for the fun of it 
Namor loves seeing you play with the animals, and talk to the mammals because you have the same fascinated shine in your eyes as he first saw you
Definitely brings you food items from underneath just so you two can have dinner
one of the only things he likes about the surface is the food, and you gladly cook them if it means a romantic dinner with Namor
Spending time cuddling by the shore every night 
NSFW HC's!
Loves leaving marks on your skin, as he does too
He'd take you slowly, with care and caution it made your head spin from arousal 
It took you months to convince him you can take harder, rougher, until he finally let go his restraints and saw stars
definitely holds your hand through it
pull his hair, hard, and he'll let out the loudest moan
leaves scratches and bite marks
aftercare ALL THE WAY 
okay maybe he's just used to the cuddling and kisses after but he's not used to you bringing a thermos with warm water and a washcloth to clean him and that kills him.
Loves subtle touches; rub his arms, hands entwined, neck kisses, you name it.
When you top he goes crazy when you're deep inside him and you press just enough on the spot below his belly, he once came from that alone
tries not to curse, fails 
Y'ALL HAVE UNDERWATER SEX IF YOU CAN'T FIND A SECLUDED SPOT ON THE BEACH
Requests are open <3
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ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: namor x male guitarist reader
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ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: You can't focus when you're around him.
ʀᴇ𝐐: no ~ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 602
ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: very suggestive
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ᴍᴀʏʙ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: the song is "la ciruela" by Nico Play
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"Mírame, nunca te lo confesaré, pero si soy sincero, no hay nada más en este mundo que yo quiero."
Namor thinks your voice is like honey, thick and sticky and draping over him with sweetness; golden, like the sun of the surface and the Sun he created, and warm. It is deep, and he wants to lay his head on your throat to feel while he hears. He wants to taste it, your voice, but he can't. He knows the best he can do is feel your tongue with his own, feel its warmth and wetness and cherish it like a candy.
He draws nearer, forgetting his self control and forgetting your words, only focusing on your voice, honey, thick and sticky and sweet.
"Me muero por el–"
He closes the gap. Your lips, too, were sticky like honey. He couldn't get enough, and he couldn't get away. He only wakes, only notices, when the sun stops beaming.
The strings of your guitar no longer pluck, the instrument no longer plays.
Namor chuckles as he parts and you chase him, chuckles at you and chuckles at his diminishing self-control. "Keep playing." He beckons, his voice a giggle.
"But–"
He shoots you a look. It's demanding, and though its not the same he gives to his people as he gives commands, it is almost the same. It holds a bit of softness to it, though, particularly in his half-lidded, endearing eyes and the slight dimples on his cheeks.
He pushes you against the back of your chair. He was being gentle, but he was still strong. You could feel it.
You will yourself to pull away from the trap that he was and look down at your guitar, placing your hand back on the neck. "Where was I?"
"Mueres por ella." He replies.
"Él." You correct.
"Yes," You bask in the grin that follows, "él."
The start is rocky, but you begin to play the song again. He loves this song, it's soft and romantic and you play it so well. He wasn't a guitarist, wasn't an instrument man, nothing could be played so well underwater as it could be on the surface. It was the only downside of his home... and, maybe also the fact you couldn't be there.
"Helado de coco que enfría, tu boca que llora por un alivio de tanto calor."
Namor was... hot. His touch was scalding on your skin, as it slid and touched and hooked under your jaw as you kissed, or cupped your cheek as you kissed, or played with the back of your neck as you kissed. His mouth left yours burning, but still wanting. Helado de coco siempre seria una delicia, pero no es una necesaria cuando sumergiras al calor de su boca una y otra vez.
He was a man that wanted you all to himself. He was the only man in your audience, more often than not. Everyone else was just a distraction. So you stared at him, as you let your voice go and your fingers run. You stared at him in all his glory.
He was hard to keep away from the slums of your mind, especially when his eyes bore into yours; dark brown like a bitter chocolate, but shaped sweetly like the caverns of love. You wanted him, his lips against yours, his heat over your body. Sometimes it doesn't take too much.
"Me muero por él–"
This kiss cuts off the song for the last time, but at least it cuts the end. Because you both knew, that last line isn't true.
Aunque no lo sepa.
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writers-vlogx · 1 year
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A truth that took me eight years to accept
Something that I think others should know, I'm trying to convey a lot of mixed emotions into words so others don't feel as alone as I did
This post is by absolutely no means planned to stay up for long but mainly to get these thoughts out of my head because I truly believe I am not alone and it took me eight years to realize that.
I struggled with hating the color of my skin for a long time, I grew up in America, I lived a very small portion of my life in Mexico.
But the point is I have lived in the United States for almost my whole life, and with that I watched and consumed media that was seen only from one perspective.
Around my pre teen and teen years I educated myself a lot In culture, and in the movements that were happening and are still happening right now like blm, and the LGBT, feminism, organizations, mental health, almost everything that I could get my hands on. Because I wanted to be able to be as educated as possible, I heard about representation and the need that there was for it.
However I never thought I would find myself being part of the group that lacked representation. Around the time I was growing up when I was a kid I saw movies like the princess and the frog and pocahontas and I became obsessed with those movies, wanna know why? It wasn't because of the plot but because I could see people that didn't look like me but close enough right? Growing up and consuming all this media I didn't see people like me on screen, and I hated myself for it, I hated the way I looked, I hated my culture, and my language, I pretty much rejected who I was because of the views of the people around me
( I grew up in Texas and with a family that they themselves were racist towards themselves)
Watching wakanda forever and seeing tenoch play the role of namor, seeing the scenes that were made so well, seeing encanto come out and the truth around family, seeing the truth of colonization from the wakanda film and many other films and series that did not portray my people as just drug dealers.
Made something In me change, it made me realize how long I had spent hating myself, for something that was never wrong to begin with. Being able to look at myself in the mirror for the first time and not degrade myself for the color of my skin, being able to speak my language and be comfortable with it.
Being able to realize that I love my culture and where I come from but that I still have a lot to unlearn and a lot to heal, to finally be able to see myself represented and realize how much I truly needed to see representation of my people and show that I can make it in life as an actor, seeing people like me be famous rich and be able to achieve my dreams made me have hope that I can do the same because I saw others that could. I saw them in news papers, in magazines, in articles, as toys and seeing people like them.
I think a big thing for me to add is that while I saw other movies and shows with representation, for whatever reason it was this one movie, this one actor that changed everything and I see this As a huge thing because it truly shows how one person can make a huge change even if it doesn't seem very big
And while all of this is true I feel sadness because I wish I could go back to my younger self and tell that little boy that he didn't need to stop playing in the sun and that no I did not need to look up how to make my skin lighter and that no clothes did not look bad on me because of my skin tone.
I choose to share this and post it because if even one person identifys with one of the things I've said even if for me this is very embarrassing to admit as well as being extremely vulnerable, realizes that there was never anything wrong with them, then it's worth it to me. Because I am healing of years of internalized racism and colorism and if I can reach just one person to not go the same path I went it'll be worth it.
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marksbear · 1 year
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So for namor. How about Dom reader who lives in the nearby village near the water. So reader walks on the beach every night to clear his head. One night he meets namor and they meet up every night to talk about everything and nothing. But once he learns that people called him a God he starts to say that namor is his God. Which then leads to them having a romantic relationship and the first time they spent the night together in reader homes. He starts to praise him and slowly touches him in front of a mirror. Saying how lucky he was in presence of a God. How his ankle wings were proof of that and starts give him compliments in his ear while staring at him though the mirror. Which then leads to reader fucking namor and calling him his God and how gorgeous he look like in the moonlight from the open window.-🐻‍❄️
Sorry for me taking years on this. 💀 I just wanted this to be perfect since I love Namor so much. And because my 50% wanted this and I wanted to show out.
Warnings! Kissing, making out, SMUT, strangers to friends, friends into lovers, mirror sex, praise kink, riding, jerking off, stripping, hickeys, clamming and marking.
NAMOR X DOM MALE READER
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As the Moonlight shines so ever brightly onto Y/n as he lays down onto the sand taking slow and deep breaths calming himself down and letting his body relax.
Y/n has been coming to this spot near by the water for over about two weeks now. He'll walk around and clear his mind from any unwanted thoughts or just relax and take a break.
He would walk/sit around on the beach or sit under the trees doing whatever that he pleases.
The moonlight shines onto Y/n making him look beautiful and honestly stunning. Well that is what an unknown man thinks as he looks at Y/n from afar inside the water close enough so he can get a good look at the man, but not too close to be seen or noticed.
The unknown man has been watching or really studying Y/n since the first day he arrived at the beach. At first he watched him to see if he was a threat or something worse, but as the days go on suspicion grew to curiously and wonder.
As Y/n lay down on the sand clearing his mind he hears a silent but faint splash in the water. Y/n sits up and looks around at the empty beach wondering if someone is here.
"Hello?" Y/n shouts with a question before standing up from the sand and turns his back to the water looking at the bushes and trees to see if anything is there. Before Y/n could investigate a small pebble hits the back of his head.
Y/n insistingly turns around facing the empty waters. "What the..." Y/n trails off staring at the water trying to determine what the hell is going on.
"Hi." An unknown voice whispers into Y/n's ear behind him alongside a tap on the shoulder. Y/n instantly turns around with a slight flinch taking a few steps back as he stares at the unknown figure.
The unknown man has a small smile on his lips with a light laugh as he watches Y/n's reaction. "I am sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." The man says light hardheartedly with a small chuckle.
"Who are you?" Y/n asks not letting his guard down just yet. The man lets out a stiff laugh before responding "Who am I? I have many names...But you can call me Namor. Now who are you?"
"Y/n. My name is Y/n." Y/n answers taking a mental note of Namor's inhuman look.
"Y/n. I must say you have been coming here for a very long time. Almost everyday for the last two weeks.Why is that?"
"Yeah. I've just had a lot of stuff in my mind that i'm trying to clear out, so I started coming here it's calm and quiet. But how do you know that?" Y/n answers with a slight eyebrow raised.
"Because I have been watching you." Namor answers shortly not even caring if that sounds a bit weird.
Y/n honestly became speechless. He didn't expect the straight forwardness at all. "You've interested me Y/n. Only from this short period of time you caught my eye. So I wish to know more about you Y/n. I want us to meet here everyday." Namor says not leaving Y/n any room to argue.
Namor looks at the sun slowly begins to rise before giving Y/n one last look before diving into the water.
"W-Wait Namor!" Y/n shouts barely catching the man's attention. "What time do we meet up?" Y/n asks earning a warm smile from Namor.
"Your time." Namor responds back confusing Y/n even more as he goes into the deep ocean leaving alone a puzzled Y/n.
Since that night Y/n has been staying up late everyday at the beach talking to his new friend. They begin to exchange gifts and knowledge from both their separate worlds.
Y/n and Namor grew closer and closer by every second they were together.
Weeks go by and...
One night after studying into his village lore and history he finally learned what his friend truly is. "K'uk'ulkan. The Feathered Serpent God and also is a king." Y/n whispers into his friend's ear before sitting down in the sand next to him. "Where did you get that from?" Namor asks looking at him.
"Just some books and very very old people from my village. Don't worry about the books though I took them to my house, so no one has to know about you and your people." Y/n answers.
"Good. But you could have just asked to know more." Namor says staring deeply into Y/n's eyes. Y/n stares back with a smile. "I know what's the fun of that, and plus it would be rude to ask my god such a personal question." Y/n responds back. Namor could feel his wings flutter when he heard "god." fall from Y/n's mouth.
"Your god?" "Yes Namor you are my god." After those words fell from Y/n's mouth Namor didn't know what controlled him. Namor leaned in slowly pressing a soft kiss on Y/n's lips. Y/n was a bit shocked at first before melting into the kiss raising up one of his hands to hold the back of Namor's head.
Namor begins to lean more slowly crawling into Y/n's lap as they swap kisses back and forth. Y/n wraps his arms around Namor's waist pushing him on the sand slowly. Y/n stays between Namor's legs still having his arms around his waist as they kiss. Namor moves his hands to Y/n's face cupping his cheeks.
Maybe since Namor wasn't human he didn't need air like Y/n. Y/n is first to pull away gasping for air with a smile. Namor couldn't stop himself from trying to keep kissing Y/n. The god chases Y/n's lips kissing him not even caring that Y/n is trying to catch his breath. He kisses the corners of Y/n's lips and tugs on the bottom lip.
"Na-Namor please give me a break I--- I have to breathe." Y/n says out of breath, but is ignored by Namor kissing him passionately. Y/n couldn't help himself just to let Namor kiss him over and over again.
Time flies by from their daily hangout from them only kissing each other. "Namor- Namor the sun is rising." Y/n breathes out as Namor is on top of him kissing him.
Reluctantly Namor crawls off of Y/n before looking at the water. "Hey Namor, don't worry. We can kiss and do whatever tomorrow night." Y/n says giving a sweet small kiss on Namor's cheek.
"Y/n...What are we now?" "Well for one your my god and i'm your loyal follower. And two were boyfriends. That means you are mine and I am yours." Y/n answers before giving Namor a kiss on the lips.
"See you tonight." Y/n whispers before leaving as Namor goes into the water.
Timeskip
Only a few months go by and tonight Namor convinced Y/n to let him see the village and his home.
Namor walks around the village with Y/n following him closely behind him. "Where is everyone." Namor says expecting it would be more people around at night. "At home most likely sleeping." Y/n answers before taking Namor's hand.
"Where we are supposed to be at." Y/n says dragging Namor by hand to his house.
Once they get inside Y/n is showing him around and Namor could only think about one thing. "So. Do you want something? Like food or some----" "I want you." Namor's response caught Y/n off guard.
"I want to spend our first time together here and right now Y/n." Namor says before walking upstairs looking around for Y/n's bedroom. Y/n quickly follows behind before taking control. Y/n sits Namor down in front of the mirror siting down behind him as he slowly take off Namor's shorts.
Namor's hard cock springs out as Y/n pulls off the shorts. "Why are you always so beautiful in the moonlight." Y/n whispers into his lover's ear gesturing to the window that's wide open letting the light shine of them both.
Y/n begins to run his hands against Namor's upper body pulling and tugging on his nipples. Namor was too busy to see, but could feel his wings flutter in excitement and pleasure catching Y/n's attention.
"Your wings are proof. You're a god walking and swimming among men." Y/n whispers in his ear before moving his body to Namor's legs picking up his foot and giving the wing a light kiss.
Namor covers his mouth muffling the loud moan he was about to let out.
"I'm so lucky to be in the presence of a god. A beautiful one at most." Y/n says with a wink before adding "My God. I love you so, your pointy ears, your beautiful wings, your smile and precising, your everything." Y/n praises while raising his hands across Namor's body touching him softly and sweetly.
Soon enough Y/n was back behind him touching him so ever sweetly. "You're so pretty my god." Y/n whispers in his ears looking at the mirror making eye contact with Namor.
Namor averts his eyes from the mirror as Y/n hands begin to trail down to his lower half. "Gonna start prepping you alright?" Y/n whispers into his ear before landing a swift kiss on the cheek. Y/n grabs some nearby lube and puts it on his fingers beginning to finger Namor.
Slowly Y/n slides his finger inside Namor's entrance pumping in and out. Namor leans back laying onto Y/n for support as he rolls his hips trying to get Y/n's finger to go deeper. "So good for me. You're doing so well." Y/n encourages before adding in another one.
Y/n's fingers begin to curl and twist pushing deeper inside Namor until they graze his prostate. Namor's body immediately reacts by trembling and shaking as soft huffs and moans escape his lips. Y/n watched his body react and a smirk crawled onto his lips before repeating the action abusing Namor's prostate.
Y/n fingers hit and graze his prostrate and thrust his fingers in and out faster. Namor moves his hips down trying to feel even more pleasure.
Once Y/n thought he was prepped enough he slowly pulled out his fingers before quickly stripping out his clothes. "Hurry Y/n! Mhm~" Namor breathes out with a whine. Finally Y/n was naked and began to use some of the lube on his cock stroking himself off. Namor watches like a hawk watching Y/n touch himself. Namor's mouth begins to water from expatiation.
After thinking he was wet enough Y/n lines up his cock to Namor's entrance. Y/n picks up Namor setting him down on his cock slowly. Y/n puts his hands on Namor's hips dragging him down. The god stares at the mirror fully enhanced at the sight of both of them. Once Y/n was halfway inside him he began to thrust inside him.
The thrust is fast and deep hitting Namor's prostate straight on the first try. Namor's wings couldn't help but to flutter and flap from pleasure as Y/n fucks him. Namor couldn't help himself but tries to meet Y/n halfway with his thrust lowering his hips as Y/n pulls back. "d-deeper! fuck me harder!~" Namor begs out with a moan. Y/n begins to give in and thrust inside harder no doubt waking up his neighbors from the noise.
Namor's mouth hangs open as moans and sentences from his language getting yelled out. At this point Namor was eagerly bouncing on Y/n's cock basically riding him.
Namor's walls clenched onto Y/n as his cock hit his prostate easily. Namor's own cock bouncing in the air as he rides Y/n.
"Please my sweet god. Let me do this for you." Y/n whispers into Namor's ear before moving Namor down on the floor so his stomach is touching it. Y/n holds up Namor's hips as he fucks him deeply.
Y/n's cock hammers in and out abusing Namor's hole as Namor tried to hold onto the floor. To this point Namor was a crying mess. Babbling all types of words that doesn't make sense or just saying things shakily in his language. Namor's whole body trembled and ached from Y/n's powerful thrust.
Namor's cock was aching and twitching. He wanted to cum so bad, but he wanted to do it at the same time as Y/n, but he didn't know that Y/n had so much stamina.
"F-fuck! You're so beautiful in this light." Y/n mumbles out before moving his hands off of Namor's waist and onto the floor holding it tight as he fucks Namor faster.
Finally Y/n feels the knot in his stomach tighten. Namor felt Y/n's cock twitch inside him and let out a pornographic moan. Y/n's thrust begins to become sloppy and rougher chasing down his own orgasm.
"I'm about to cum!~ oh fuck, oh fuck!" Y/n warns with a moan before thrusting deeper. "In-inside!~ inside please cum inside me!" Namor cries out barely holding on to his own orgasm. "Fuck!!" Y/n shouts out before cumming deep inside Namor filling him with white and hot cum. Namor shoots his load as soon as he feels Y/n bury his cum deep inside him.
Namor shoots his load all over the floor with loud moans and his body trembling.
Y/n thrust in and out slowing down with each thrust until he's finally out of his high. Y/n sighs heavily out of breath feeling his body is about to collapse.
After a while both of them calmed down from their highs, but still felt all fuzzy. Y/n picks up the god carrying him to the bathroom running them both a bath. After the bath Y/n ran Namor some water so he could just chill in it and regain his energy.
Y/n sits on the edge of the bath watching Namor relax into the water.
"My neighbors are gonna kill me." Y/n breathes out after the realization from remembering the past events and how loud they were being earning a few giggles from Namor.
Y/n sits outside the tub laying on the floor laying his head on the wall beside where Namor is at in the water. "You're sleeping in here too?" Namor breathes out a bit surprise Y/n wouldn't want to be in his bed.
"Yeah. I don't want to sleep in the water like you, but I don't mind just sleeping near you." Y/n says with a smile. "Plus it's like having a mermaid in a bathtub." Y/n adds in.
NEXT DAY morning!
loud banging on Y/n's front door to his house woke him up. Y/n jolts up looking around for Namor. Y/n felt his heart calm down once he saw Namor asleep in the tub.
Y/n scrambles up to his feet legs and back hurting from sleeping on the harsh bathroom floor. Y/n looks around his room looking for some clothes. Y/n finally just settles on some sweats and a random tee-shirt.
Y/n hurries down stairs quietly grumbling to himself about the loud knocking.
Y/n opens the door looking at his neighbors from the house of the right and from the left beside even from across the street neighbors are here looking at him angrily.
"Y/n L/n! You really out did yourself with this one." "WHO was he huh!" "Why the hell are you fucking in the middle of the night." "Was he hot?" "Were you the bottom?!?" "Don't tell me you left him up there alone."
Billions of questions flare up at Y/n. Many different voices question him and the mysterious man from last night.
"Okay! Okay! I admit we were loud and i'm sorry. How about I treat you all for lunch? Sounds good okay." Y/n says closing the door fast.
"Y/n! Young man this better not happen every night you hear me!"
THE END
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writeshite · 11 months
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Hii! Hope you're doing well, i was wondering if i could request some namor x male reader stuff, it could be anything really i dont have anything in mind, so yea thats it!
"Namor..." you warn, a laugh caught in your throat; you shriek when his hands tickle your sides, swatting them away just as quick. "I'm trying to work."
"If it was important, you'd have locked the doors before I got here," he teases, scooping you in his arms again, "since you did not..." he grins.
You hold his chin gently, preventing him from kissing you, "I am trying to compile dangerous archaic principles." You jostle his head with every word, "you, my darling, have been distracting me these past few days, and are not helping."
"Hmm, so what you're saying is I'm sexy?" he asks, you go to respond, but he's quick to dive in for a kiss, dipping you ever so slightly to get you to swoon, which like yesterday, causes you to abandon your work for later and fall into bed with him again.
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odetodilfs · 1 year
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OK yay! It’s so hard to find Namor x male reader 😭
I was thinking if I could request a male reader x Namor fic where the reader is trying to convince Namor to not attack Wakanda. This would be before Namor kills Queen Ramonda. You could do whatever you want with the story if you decide to do it. Angst, smut, fluff, doesn’t matter to me.
Wakanda or him?
This is my first time writing Namor so I apologize if it's kinda bad, I made it angst and fluff so hope you like that!
Pairing: Namor x male!reader Content: Angst and fluff, SFW
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You were heading up to Namor’s room, pretty mad at the fact that he was going to attack Wakanda, leaving angry footsteps behind you as you stormed into your room and found him, “Namor, I want to know why the fuck you’re gonna attack Wakanda” you said angrily, “Listen- love-” “I don’t want to fucking hear it, I don’t even wanna talk to you” you said, storming back out of the room.
Namor was left to his own devices, absolutely shocked at what he’d just heard come from you, he’d never seen you this mad before. Despite him really wanting to attack Wakanda he also loved you a lot, much more than anything else, so he was left puzzled as to what he would do. For once, you chose to not go along with his plans and he was shocked and disappointed at himself, but the urge was still there.
He looked at the picture of you on your nightstand, looking so precious as you always did, he realized you mattered more than Wakanda, sure, he wanted to attack Wakanda, but he needed you to be with him. With this in mind, he settled in his decision to not attack, at least for now, and decided to wait till you had cooled off enough to come back to him.
A couple of hours later, you came back looking at the floor as you opened the door, 
“Listen-” you started,
“No, I’m in the wrong, I shouldn’t attack Wakanda” he said, looking at the floor too, you paused for a second before you went up to him and hugged him, “I know you want to, but it’s not what you should do” you talked to him, “but, I suppose you deserve a reward for not wanting to attack Wakanda, “What do you have in mind?” “Cuddles in bed” you smirked, “I like that” he said as he got up and you followed him as you laid your head on his chest, “You comfortable?” he asked, “It’s so soft here” you giggled, “it’s like a second pillow” “Alright alright” Namor said as he laughed, happy to be holding you at long last, Wakanda could wait, his boyfriend couldn’t.
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malexmalesstuff · 9 months
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This has been in my drafts for so long idk if I should write it
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issdisgrace · 1 year
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Namor’s pussy taste like heaven
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