NCT 127 Members Who Would Tell You To "take Every Inch"

After learning about the garden scene from the OG script

I present, my headcanon:

*inhales

In Haiti Shuri starts having dreams about swimming in the underwater garden. The dreams start to change into her being In a slightly different garden with Namor and kissing him. the dreams are vivid and it pisses Shuri off to the point where she thinks Namor is behind it somehow so she calls him using the shell to a beach. Shuri is like "whatever your doing, stop it" and Namor is like I have no idea what your talking about please don't call me for nothing. Then Shuri explains her dreams and Namor is like yea all that happened. Obviously Shuri argues saying she only remembers the underwater garden but then realizes she doesn't remember LEAVING the underwater garden. Namor tells Shuri that he took her to a part of the garden that was above water since there are some plants that can't be completely submerged. He says that when she took off her swimming gear she acted differently 😏 (later we find out that Shuri was having a reaction to being around a bunch of plants that no human has ever been exposed to ie THE PLANTS👏MADE 👏HER 👏WHOREKNEE!) also apparently she made some promises (🫠🫠🫠)while in this part of the garden. *whispers* this is why Namor is as mad as he is during the attack on wakanda she made out with him, made promises and then ran off.

Baby, all at once, this is enough (Namor x f!reader)

(Still obsessed with him, don’t judge me)

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Pairing: Namor x F!reader

Word count: 574

Summary: You gave him one of the gratest gifts he could have ever asked for.

Warning: Nothing to be honest, just the must pure of purest fluff, I think.

A/N: What can I say? I love him so much that I will write for him to the day I die

Translations:

In yakunaj - My love

Jats'uts - beautiful

In reina - My queen

Meent in ts'áaik teen asab ti’ le ba'ax je'el k'áatik, Nib óolal in yaakunaj. - You have given me more than I could ever ask for, thank you my love

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Namor enter quietly to his quarters, not wanting to disturb you if you were resting. He remembered the moment he saw you laying on his bed, so pale and weak, that the thought of loosing you terrified him. He just couldn’t stand seeing you like that. He couldn’t. You were everything, his strength, his heart, his soul. He was a changed man because of you.

You opened your eyes at the sound of him, a smile immediately forming on your face. “Hi.” You whispered.

“In yakunaj.” He kneeled at your side, his hands quickly grabbing yours, kissing your palms. “How are you feeling? Do you need anything?”

You laugh. “I have everything I could ever need at the moment.”

Namor smiled, even after all this time, he waiting for you to ask anything, you would always deny that offer. “You are glowing.” One of his hands left yours and brush away the few strands of hair that glued to your face thanks to the sweat. “Jats'uts.”

“So you are saying I was not beautiful before?” You said, the smile still on your face. Namor shook his head in amusement. “Have you seen them?”

“Not yet.” He kissed your forehead. “I wanted to see you first, needed to make sure you didn’t leave me.”

“As if I could leave you alone.” You whispered back.

As if on cue, Namora entered smiling, two little bundles tucked on her arms. “K'uk'ulkan.” She nodded at Namor, turning quickly to you. “In reina.”

Namor left your side for a moment, walking towards Namora, gently taking away one of the babies. He couldn’t help but smile at the sight of his son, cradling him as gently as he could. You had given him so much more than he ever expected to have. Much more than he deserved.

Namora soflty place the baby girl on your arms, her fingers tracing the features of the infant with so much wonder before taking her leave, leaving both parents to bond with their children.

He walked to you, sitting on your side. Your head rested on his arm, as he watched both of his children. “Meent in ts'áaik teen asab ti’ le ba'ax je'el k'áatik, Nib óolal in yaakunaj.” He kissed your forehead, making you close your eyes. Namor couldn’t help the tears that began falling down on his face, looking back and forth between his children. “I vow to protect them, to protect you.”

You hummed, a bit tired from everything. “You don’t have to vow anything, I know you will do it regardless.” Your tired eyes watched how your husband brushed his hand over your son’s bald head. At that moment, you love him even more than you had before.

“The others want to meet them soon.” Namor whispered against your hair, noticing how your eyes began to close. “I manage to appease them for a little bit, but I am afraid that they will demand to know them soon.”

“I know, Namora didn’t leave my side until they were born, I think she even threatened the midwife when she made a mistake.” You laughed, your eyes finally closed.

Namor hummed in approval. “Remind me to thank her later.” He put his son on the basket, the one that the old women from Talokan had given him before, repeating the action with his daughter. “Rest, in yaakunaj, you have earn it.”

“Stay.” You muttered against his chest.

“I wasn’t planning on leaving.”

Los magníficos óleos de Viktor Lyapkalo (RUS)

Fuente imágenes: Leningrad Artist / Pinterest / Blogger / Vi.sualize

an under-appreciated view.

This scene has got me in a chokehold! There’s communication, vulnerability, it’s hot as hell and a little goofy. Did you say you have a praise kink? You like noisy men? Watch this!

Till the End of the World (2022) l ep 8 l dir. Anusorn Soisa-Ngim

pygophilia ..part 1.. yes, i will talk about ass and asshole forever. this is who i am i will talk about wonho's (most likely bleached) white-peach asshole that clenches in when you lick or finger it because the sudden change in temperature makes his little boy-hole needy and he makes a show out of hooking his sock-clad feet over your back and pulling you deeper into him, whining, and mumbling under flushed cheeks that he wants you to fuck his pussy like you're using it i will talk about bang chan's hole that catches around the cool, silky smooth realistic silicone head of a dick that's bigger than he's used to bc he loves getting off to someone stronger than him plowing into his tight cheeky ass and stretching him like the bitch he knows he is. he's a wonderful leader until someone gives him genuine, well-thought out praise that penetrates his defenses and makes him into a desperate pup for your validation..to the point where his cock drips at the thought of it i will talk about taemin moaning and screaming so much that the higher register of his voice cracks and breaks because you have him suspended in crimson hemp ropes that dig wonderful and pleasant rosy burns into his skin while you're pistoning into his ass that's bare and open for you to stuff him full to the point where he feels you in his stomach. this is what true love feels like i will talk about how jongin's gorgeous dancer's legs are hiked over his tummy and under his chin while you're pulling and throwing off his bed time bear-covered jammies and he's got his thumb in his mouth with wide, curious eyes looking up at you when you've finally got a thick cock-head stroking cool, runny lube over his nearly virginal asshole and lets out the most enticing and provocative moans before he shouts 'it's too big!' in a higher, sweeter voice bc he wants you to go slow. he wants you both to enjoy this the right way i will talk about how johnny thrashes and calls you out your name before apologizing with tears dotting his eyes and streaking down his pretty, carved cheeks when he takes your fingers for the first time and works himself up to a rhythm; his previous thoughts about his manhood are dissolving in real time and he feels so stiflingly vulnerable..and exposed. His nipples are rock hard and the head of his cock is weeping with pearls of pre-cum right as you hit his prostate and he hits a state of black-out bliss when he finally lets go and fuck is he the prettiest boy you've ever wanted to break in i will talk about how namjoon won't stop moaning and clenching white-fisted knuckles into your bed's torn off sheets and has a pool of saliva sticking to his cheek beneath him because you're fucking so much synthetic cum into him that it's rubbing against his prostate and gushing noisily back out of him, like he's some kind of cheap whore. he's too flustered to look back but the tension in his upper shoulders gives him away bc you lean down to kiss him and reassure him that he's doing wonderfully and he's taking being bred so well i will talk about how bambam's hole lewdly squelches all around you like he's done this a million times before. has he? well maybe one day he'll tell you. but he's preoccupied with the delicious way the glass head enters him as you're soothing him into a relaxed state while licking the rim of his asshole with quick, kitten-like swipes. his balls are pulled tight when he clenches down around the toy and tries not to screw up his face in an ugly way because it just feels so damn good. he hooks his slender leg around you..almost possessively while you go to work, pleasuring him to the point where he'd cream around you if he could

sub!yoongi getting shy during sex because of the compliments he gets from his girlfriend (my english is bad, sorry)

I’m so sorry I took so long to get to this. I’m just clearing out my asks at the moment so I’ll make something sweet for you! <3 thank you for sending this wonderful idea in. I love sub!Yoongi because I feel like he’s so sweet and soft<3333

It’s a gift because I haven’t been active lately. School has been destroying me.

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You’re beautiful

Pairing: Sub! Yoongi x domme!reader (fem)

A/n: enjoy! This is gonna be pretty short! Again, I apologize for answering this so late

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Bodies stitched together, both of you were lovers knitted closely. Hearts and minds attached in steamy air that both smelt of your aromas.

Yoongi was beneath you as you rode him at his favorite pace. You loved it as well, since it allowed you to last long and make him last even longer. It was pleasurable for both of you, long story short.

His eyes were hooded, he was so fucked out.

His lips were bruised and red, from the way your tongue and teeth explored them.

His hair was messy, from the way you pulled his locks as he rocked your world.

You really did take a toll on him, and he loved every minute of it.

It would be a lie to say you didn’t too.

You loved everything about him. He was perfect in every way. Wonderfully made, with striking precision.

Your arm reached out to caress his face, feeling the sweat that glistened across his forehead. Your finger caressed his brow, that creased ever so slightly because of his pending orgasm.

“Yoongi, you’re so pretty like this”

You’re kind words pierce his ears, making them perk up. You thought he looked pretty? Even like this? Even when he was sure he looked ridiculous with his eyes closed, mouth opened, moans escaping from his lips?

“Did you hear me baby? You’re perfect. You’re my perfect boy”

Yoongis cheeks heated up in embarrassment. Even in his most vulnerable state, you found him utterly breathtaking.

Yoongi wasn’t sure of what good he had done to deserve you.

He scrunched his eyes closed, not wanting to see you admiring him. He couldn’t believe someone was up this close to him and enjoying him like an art piece; drinking him in like he was an elixir.

You would have none of this. You wanted him to look you in the face, and see your admiration.

“Are you shy? Open your eyes, baby. I want you to look at me.”

Yoongi peeled open his eyes, meeting your spacey ones that kept a sensual tension going between you both.

“That’s right. Keep your eyes on me.”

Yoongi wasn’t sure how, but just that one sentence made him cum. You did things to him no one else could do, but that was because you did things for him that no one else did.

Yoongi never knew someone could find him this breathtaking.