Uwu… Simp For Me? 💕

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.

“You couldn’t keep charge, could you?”

Pairing: Sub!Namjoon x Switch!reader (domme leaning) 

Description: When Y/N first met Namjoon, he insisted that it was up to him to take charge in the bedroom. When they begin those bedroom activities, it is quickly proven that Joon is all bark and no bite, which leaves room for y/n to rightfully take control from him

Contains: penetration, degradation, choking, finger sucking, nipple play, hair pulling (female receiving at first), confusion, daddy kink

A/n: so……I’m having a bit of a writers surge moment and I’m here for it. Also, I’m having a bit of a sub!Namjoon moment so please bear with me. I hope you guys enjoy this! It’s only a small Drabble anyway

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Sounds of skin smacking against skin filled the shared bedroom of y/n and Namjoon. Joon pounded into y/n as best he knew how, eliciting small sounds out of the woman in front of him. Though his cock was big and usually had his past partners screaming, y/n wouldn’t let up. Nothing he did made her twitch or moan louder at all.

Namjoon grabbed her tresses and began pulling them, exchanging his moderate speed for a faster one, hoping this would make Y/n mewl.

She did nothing of the sort.

“Is that all you’ve got, daddy?” Y/n teased, making Joons face contort. Deep down, he felt a twinge in his ego. Namjoon knew her calling him daddy didn’t feel right. Honestly, it didn’t feel right when anyone called him that in bed.

Joons pace slowed. None of this felt right.

“Why’d you stop, daddy? I thought I was being a good little slut for you? ”

Y/n got up from her position and faced him, her fake doe eyes trapping Namjoon. The man was absorbed within a realm of disorientation. Something about y/n eyes left him muddled. Once again, this didn’t feel right.

Namjoon watched as she stood up in the bed, the height of the bed in combination with her long legs making her shadow engulf him. She towered over him.

“You couldn’t keep charge, could you?”

Her hands trailed up his chest, then circled around his neck, constricting his airways ever so slightly. Namjoon let out a yelp. Y/n pressed her lips against his, her tongue dominating his hot mouth.

Namjoon uncontrollably moaned into her own mouth, his true submissive side taking over and replacing his fake dominant nature. Everything felt right. All of it felt good.

Y/N pulled away from the sloppy kiss, devilishly smirking at Namjoons innocent eyes. From one moment to the next, Namjoon was flipped onto the bed, with y/n resuming her throne, right where his hard dick was.

“Say it Joonie. Who’s you’re daddy?”

Y/N bounced up on down on Namjoons cock, making his moans fill the room. She played with his sensitive nipples, causing his dick twitch inside of her. Her other hand wrapped itself around his neck, the pressure pleasuring him in a way he couldn’t manage to create on his own. He struggled to find the answer to her question, his mind clouded.

“Well, slut? Tell me.”

“You!” He screamed. Y/n smiled as she shoved her fingers in his mouth. Namjoon began choking and gagging on them, making the blood rush to his dick even more. He was so close now, he wouldn’t stop twitching.

“That’s right, Joonie. Know your place.”

How to be a Good Little Wifey

1. Cook lots of yummy, healthy food for Daddy to help him stay big and strong.

2. Always wear pretty dresses with no underwear when in the house so Daddy can access you whenever he wants.

3. Always wear pretty clothes and be clean, fresh and well groomed for Daddy

4. Never take birth control, it’s up to Daddy to decide when he puts babies in you

5. Keep the house beautiful, clean and bright. Make it a peaceful home for Daddy.

6. Help daddy relax after work by waiting on the bed naked, with your ass up and face down, ready for Daddy to unload all his stress in you

7. Be a good mummy to Daddy’s babies and never shout or get cross.

8. Always have full, bouncy, lactating titties and be ready to feed Daddy whenever he wants, even in a public place.

9. Be good, quiet, doting and adoring to Daddy when in public. Let the whole world see how good a wifey you are.

10. Tell Daddy whenever you’re feeling horny and always ask permission before touching yourself or coming. Remember it’s not your pussy anymore, it’s Daddy’s.

11. Stay fit and healthy, so you’re body is always ready to make Daddy’s next baby.

12. Never ever say no to Daddy. Daddy knows best, so you must trust Daddy’s judgement and do as he says.

13. Be a good girl when out and about but be a very naughty girl in bed. Tell Daddy your fantasies and beg for him to teach you how to be the perfect little slut for Daddy.

14. Be proud to be carrying Daddy’s babies and show off your pregnant body whenever you can. Enjoy being Daddy’s baby factory. This is what you were born for.

15. Tell Daddy your problems. Don’t let them make you unhappy, frowny or moany. Daddy will know how to fix them.

16. Tell Daddy every day that he’s the best husband and Daddy in the world and tell him how much you love and appreciate him.

17. Love and look after his extended family, Daddy likes knowing you respect and care for them.

18. Always kiss daddy goodbye, hello and thank you.

19. Sit on Daddy’s lap whenever he wants you too. Be a good girl and let Daddy enjoy exploiting his innocent little wifey.

20. Go to bed whenever Daddy tells you to. A good wifey is well rested, strong and ready every morning to make pleasing her husband the main priority of her day, every day.

Did I forget anything, Daddy?

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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.”

Taemin + text posts (pt. 1/2)

bonus:

i love being a girl who just LOOKS like she smells good you know? my skin is always clean and moisturized and protected by spf, my makeup is pretty and sparkly and glowy and blushy, my lips are soft, plump, and glossy, my hair is always clean and done in a cute and dolly style when i go out, i’m always wearing yummy scented perfumes and body glitter, my nails and toes are always done, and i take care of myself on the inside and out!! i love when my effort and self love is shown on the outside too!🎀

The first few seconds of this video are in my latest gushing/squirting compilation but it needed its own post. I mean look at all the fluid literally spraying from her vagina. More fluid leaks out as the doc pulls the baby. What a messy birth!