#buff bottom

[trillboshaggins]

The chemistry isn’t 100% for me but I’m holding on for the rare combo of buff bottom and uncensored dicks. The size difference…sheesh

[mamamangaka]

I drew a bottom who’s big and beefy but a total pushover sweetheart that collects plushies and likes to bake

his boyfriend is a good foot shorter than him and a total Sargent to everyone and anyone who isn’t him (he only uses it in the bedroom bc bouncy bubbly boy can’t hold still)

[buffaluff]

happy valentine’s day! 💖

today marks a year since i posted my first public buddie fan art!? so i decided at 10pm the night before to draw a little “sequel” to my first piece, dedicated to all of the cool awesome people i’ve met in this fandom so far ☺️ you’re all my valentines, too bad 😘

[burstinn]

I wanna see a buff, or chubby bottom make reader like a literal tough guy getting dicked

No Offence I don't wanna keep seeing the same story of a twink getting topped by a big buff guy

I want atleast a buff male reader getting railed.. Guys.. pls pls PLEASE

Or like a very dominant looking male reader only for them to be topped

Edit:

When I go to bottom male reader tag and some stories remind me of this

I know some people wanna feel that way but personally yknow I don't like it.

[ladydraculena]

[httpiastri]

an apology for too much non-oscar content 🫶🫶

[bleezebrew]

It's very funny to me that the Nimona Goldenheart fanart on here actually tends to make Ballister less built than he canonically is to...how to put this delicately...make him fit in Ambrosius' arms?

Dude is wide--wider than his bf, look at the gif of them standing at the memorial for Nimona. He's a literal rectangle. Ballister is the proverbial brick shithouse. He's shorter than Ambrosius but I would bet anything that he weighs more and it's just. All muscle. I'm not saying Ambrosius is weak but I am saying that Ballister is probably physically stronger. Where is that character design study of Ballister, everyone needs to see that post. Mans is a physical powerhouse and I love that for him.

[eggwishing]

misc

[s3v3r3dh3ad]

Canon Soda Popinski behavior.😍

[words-etched-in-her-skin]

Brainrot✨

That's all I can say. This scene has been playing in my head for a few days now, but I couldn't decide if I wanted to go with Trans!Donna for it... or Trans!Daniela...

I went with Donna and a buff gardener, buuuut I really need to write something for Daniela soon 👀

* canon divergence/slight AU

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"Mm." Donna made a soft sound when you shifted behind her, the morning sun warm across the length of your bodies. "C-cara?"

Her voice was heavy sleep, breath steady. You leaned in and placed a gentle kiss to the base of her neck.

"Mornin'."

You'd only known the Countess' personal puppeteer for a few months now, but you'd caught her staring at your muscles from within the gardens quite a few times prior.

"Mm.. morning." She said quietly.

You moved in a little closer and pulled the dollmaker's body flush against yours - spooning her from behind. Her body soft and heavy with sleep. Warm to the touch and reminiscent of a dream. The olive green t-shirt she wore gorgeous against her skin as her ribcage rose and fell beneath it. A slight reposition to your legs allowed the tip of your strap to graze ever so slightly over the back of Donna's inner thigh, making her gasp.

"Sleep well?" You asked in a teasing tone as you kissed the side of her neck, pulling a small whimper.

"M-mhm."

"Mh.. good. Just like you."

A single trace with the tip of your tongue over her ear and her hips bucked back into you, almost forcing the toy exactly where you wanted it.

"Come on, sweet girl. Tell me how good you are."

You roamed your hands over her body - sensually, caressing. Fingertips dancing across her nipples before pulling on them gently.

"Mmph=! .. I-i'm good. So good."

Another kiss to her neck. "Damn right you are."

You allowed your hands to continue their exploration of her flesh in the morning light. Her arms wrapped lazily behind her, grabbing onto your muscles. A slightly louder whimper when your strong hands began their way further down the length of her, not even stopping when they reached the base of her cock and stroked over her womanhood.

"Ah-!"

It was the smallest of sounds, but oh so arousing. The sweet whimpers and noises that you were able to pull from the puppeteer's body never failed to leave you absolutely dripping. A slight shift to her legs to give you better access, a few more pumps to her cock as it twitched in your hand - only to use her own desire to ready the toy that hung from your hips.

"Ready?"

Your voice was husky with want - your own arousal pooling in your core when she nodded.

"Y-yes."

With the hilt pressed firmly against your clit you slowly slid the toy into her, both of you moaning as it made its way further in. Her cock still twitching in your hand as you began to thrust in, Donna's hips grinding back into you. The softness of morning adding a tender melody to your movements - slow and languid - sliding your strap into her with gentle precision. Your experienced fingers stroking over her womanhood in perfect rhythm.

"Such a good, sweet girl."

Donna could only whimper at your praise - tone cracking slightly in need. Her hips becoming more eager as she bucked them back into you, pushing the hilt of the strap deliciously over your clit every time. One hand coming to caress over her breasts from behind as the other continued a steady pump to her cock. The small room filled with nothing but the sounds of stuttered breaths and the exquisite dance of flesh against flesh. With breathy sounds of extasy rolling off tongues once built only for prayer.

But who needed the favor of high priestess' when you had this. When you had moments so perfect they could have been written by the gods. Donna's sweet sounds only growing louder as your hips picked up their pace, forcing your hand to do the same.

"S-so close." She whimpered.

Only this made you growl - softly in her ear. Her own hand coming to her cock as you moved your own to grasp onto her hips and force her back into you. Gasps of pleasure - of absolute bliss - spilling out of her unhindered. Just like the white, hot desire that spilled deliciously from her cock. Your own pleasure peaking as you continued to drive the toy deeply into her - milking every last drop out of your sweet dollmaker that you could.

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[bacchuschucklefuck]

you get riz gukgak so well 👍👍

thank u!! he really kinda is all of my favourite character things rolled into one package (negotiation of principles/investigator-truth seeker-negotiator with reality and the narrative/obnoxious character whose narrative reward for participating in the story is getting to be even more authentically obnoxious/deeply and hauntingly aroace

[petrichorium]

surprise upstart dr ratio x plu x screwllum insta feed 🫶🏻 some kinda astro academia au

[grtmnick]

“Swan, I didn’t foresee this side of you…I-it’s quite intense,” whispered Regina through a quivering in her voice.

It would seem that the former evil queen had finally succeeded in getting a rise out of the savior Emma Swan after all.

[ill-procastinato]

because you guys like my posters-

[sinssmut]

Game: Tale of Food

Characters: Chicken shroom pot, Braised pork hock (I don't remember their other names I'm sorry)

Genre: Top male reader

Minors and fem aligned dni

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Chicken shroom pot is our beloved buff husband for sure. He's very caring around you and even insists on doing aftercare for you even though you top. You take care of him of course, but you always end up falling asleep with your head on his plush chest as he strokes your hair soothingly. You wake up to breakfast in bed after loving nights like this.

He's not silent in bed, but he doesn't moan often either. He grunts like he's the one topping and makes sure to give you loving praises, never leaving you questioning how good you make him feel. He loves missionary because looking into your eyes makes him feel warm and fuzzy no matter how hard you're fucking him. He also really loves touching your chest while you pound him, massaging your pecs as you lean over him. "Maybe a husband is just as perfect a fit in my life."

Our other buff himbo is quite the opposite. Pork Hock is a restless sub, constantly writhing and whining under you with his eyes screwed shut. He can't even catch his breath, you just make him feel too good :(

He loves feeling powerless and small in your hands. Let them roam as much as you please- he won't complain. Manhandle him, squeeze his tits, dig your fingers into his hips to hold him still, slap his ass; he's into it. His favorite positions are mating press and doggy style. Push him into the mattress with his ass sticking in the air and watch him pathetically try to fuck himself back against you when his brain goes numb. Make him hold his legs to his chest and the burn in his thighs will make him cum twice as hard.

Overall if he's not walking straight tomorrow, he's in bliss.