#how dare you NOT think you're fat

[sophiaphile]

so sick of the 'how dare you' attitude people give me for just existing

[barlowstreet]

Why is no one putting the adorable Lawyer Barbie on my dashboard?

I've seen all the other ones but not the fat Barbie???

[depresseddepot]

trying to determine which parts of my relationship with sex are asexuality, which are trauma, and which are autism is like trying to have a conversation with three people talking loudly and all at once

[sheepkebby]

L4D headcanon: only Nick is allowed to say mean things about the Savannah group, anyone else will get their jaw broken if they try (it's because he cares about them, and they know he's just joking)

EXAAAAAAAACTLY. The millisecond anybody tells Ellis to shut up Nick breaks their fucking nose.

[konigsblog]

könig is a rough dom, argue with the wall 💯🎀

i know a lot of people headcannon könig to be a soft dom, or submissive due to his size. some people think he'd rather you be in control rather than himself because he might lose himself and become all rough and aggressive... but, i think he's purposely rough. i think he's into pain play.

he loves to twist and tug on your nipples. nipple clamps and pulling on them. it gets him so, so hard at the sight of your shocked and pained facial expressions, with tears rolling down your tearstained cheeks.

“you are such a filthy thing, mäuschen...” his hand collides with your cheek, the other pulling your hips and rocking them to the rhythm of his thrusts.

“you cry so much, yet take it all so well. you enjoy getting slapped, hit? ja--of course you do, taube...”

könig is fast and harsh with his thrusts; balls smacking against your cunt when he's fucking your tight asshole, with your mouth taped and moans stifled and muffled.

he's most definitely into bondage, probably latex too. of course, he's in the military, he knows how to tie you up so that you're not wriggling another the place constantly. just so he can fuck into your glossy folds ‘til they're puffy and swollen and bloody from his fast and hard thrusts.

könig would probably be into fear play as well. he'd love to roleplay interrogation, to put the muzzle of a handgun against your temple and fuck into your hole while demanding answers. the gun isn't loaded, obviously. he wouldn't dare risk his lover's life just for some sex... he just likes to threaten you, to see the fear as you're forced to ride him and work your hips down onto his fat dick while he leans back and watches as you do all the work.

or even putting the gun on the back of your head as you suck him off obediently and shakily.

knife kink? he has it. eating you out and placing the sharp blade against your thigh, slowly dragging it up, enough to threaten you and keep you still.

stop wiggling, mausi... otherwise you'll have a cut along your thigh from being disobedient.

he loves humilation and degrading. he has you sad and whiney, sobbing for him to be gentle, which gives könig to opportunity to fuck into your hole, soothing and easing the pain and throb between your soft thighs, while wiping away the tears that ruin your pretty cheeks. :3

[nanaslutt]

Giving Virgin!Choso a t!tjob

contains: fem reader, established relationship, blowjob, throat fucking, edging, tit fucking, nipple play, Choso is 100% a boob man, cum play, dirty talk, cum eating, praise, Choso is whipped :3

note: thank you 🌱 anon for the rq, i always love seeing u in my inbox <3

MDNI

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"Fuck-" Choso whined under his breath, his jaw slack, mouth twitching to the side when his fat tip hit the back of your throat, feeling the soft insides of it squeeze around him when you choked.

You popped off his dick, taking his thick cock in your hands you stroked him off, rotating your wrist deliciously around the head of his cock when you reached the tip. "Feel good Choso, baby?~" You asked, tilting your head at him as your tongue slipped between your lips to lick the head of his cock, the tip of your tongue poking the slit on top.

"Shit- yes.." He whispered, swallowing hard when you teasingly rolled your tongue in circles atop his sensitive cock, making pre pearl on the top of his dick, resting along the little slit of the cock before your lips wrapped around his tip, sucking the fluid off.

A drawn-out moan was pulled from his lips when you went back to bobbing your head on his cock, your soft hands gripping his thighs for support as you sucked him with no hands, taking him all the way to the back of your throat with every thrust.

Choso pulled his lip between his teeth, his hands coming to collect the stray hairs out of your face as he pulled your hair together on top of your head, not daring to push you down on him, just resting his large hand there while you sucked him off so sweetly.

"Ngggh- ohmygod-" He gasped sharply, his hand squeezing around your hair when he felt your nose touch his pelvis, his cock fully sheathed inside your throat as you kept him there, swallowing around him so he could feel your throat constrict his fat cock.

You moaned around him, breathing the best you could through your nose as you kept him still in your throat, the short hairson his pelvis tickling your nose as he twitched inside your throat, his abs clenching under your ministrations.

"Its so- tight, fuuuck-" Choso whined, his other hand placing itself over his mouth as he kept his watery eyes on the sight before him. The way he could both see and feel how you had taken his impressive length so deep in your throat was making him spiral, his balls clenching with the need for release the longer your throat squeezed around him.

"I.. I don't think I'm gonna last much longer." He spoke behind his hand, his words coming out muffled and broken with his hectic panting. You popped your head off his cock with a moan, strings of saliva connecting your lips to his spit-covered cock as you stroked him off rapidly, trying to work him up to his high.

"Hmm? You're gonna cum, Cho?" You asked, pouting your lip at him as you continued to jerk him off, feeling his cock throb against your fingers. He nodded, his eyes rolling back in his head as his hand dropped to the bed sheets, his thick fingers digging into the satin.

"Yes- yes it's coming- I'm- I'm coming-" He warned, his voice raising in pitch as he felt a heat start to travel up his cock, the coil in his belly just moments from releasing as his cock prepared to spill his seed.

Suddenly you stopped your motions on his cock, gripping him hard at the base you staved off his orgasm, successfully edging him. His body jerked forward, a long groan leaving his lips as he felt his orgasm start to fizzle out a reach, a dull feeling replacing it in his belly.

"Not yet.. wanna try something first." You giggled, staring at his dejected face as he heaved into the air, stuttered breaths and whines filled your ears as his cock throbbed and twitched in protest from having his orgasm taken away from him.

"I was so close.." He complained, trying his best not to pout but you could see it trying to consume his features. "I know baby, I know." You smiled, bracing your hands on the sheet as you abandoned his cock to twitch weakly between the two of you as you crawled up his body, his hand leaving your hair to caress your back as you made your way up to his face, your hand soothing over his cheek.

You bent down to press a soft kiss to his nose, making his already flushed face blush deeper as he closed his eyes, scrunching his nose at the ticklish feeling.

You pulled back, crawling off of him you made yourself at home on the floor right by the bed, sitting back on your heels as you patted the place in front of you on the mattress, waiting for him to catch up to speed.

"Cmere Choso, sit here for me baby." You instructed, watching patiently as he slid his body to the edge of the bed, his ass sitting on the mattress as his feet came down to brace themselves on the floor on either side's of your thighs.

You smiled up at him through your lashes, raising a bit on your knees you rubbed your hands along his thighs, watching his cock bob in front of you. "You're so pretty like this.." Choso spoke with a flushed face, his hand coming to stroke your cheek as he watched your hand wrap around his cock, slowly jerking him off.

"Thank you, baby, you look so handsome from down here too~" You praised, feeling how strongly his cock twitched in your hand at the compliment. "Ohh~ Someone likes being praised, don't they?" You giggled, continuing to stroke his cock, watching how his breath had started to pick up.

Choso's eyebrows furrowed together in embarrassment. He continued to watch you jerk his still-wet cock, his tip looking ever redder now that you had denied his orgasm once, you almost felt bad. "Does it hurt Cho? You're so red right here." You asked, taking your pointer finger of your other hand you rubbed it along his slit in little circles, making him bite down on his teeth at how sensitive he felt.

"I-it's okay, that feels good though." He said honestly, his hand still caressing your cheek as his other dug into the sheets to ground himself. "Yeah?" You giggled. "I'm about to make you feel ever better."

You leaned forward, pressing his cock against the valley between your breasts you placed your hands on either side of your tits, and squished them around his cock, the plush skin of your breast enveloping his needy dick.

Choso watched in awe with an open mouth and raised eyebrows as he watched the scene unfold. He gasped when the fat of your breasts fully squished around his cock. He was amazed at how soft and warm they felt, his hand dropping from your face as he joined it with the other on the opposite side of himself, placing it behind him to stabilize his body.

You attempted to move up and down on with your body, jerking his cock off with your tits, but it was proving to be a little difficult as his cock kept slipping out between them from how wet it was, a gasp spilling from his lips every time it did so.

"Choso, you wanna help me out so I can make you feel even better?" You asked sweetly, keeping your body raised on your knees as you kneaded and mashed your tits together, his cock getting pressed around between them.

He nodded eagerly, "Please, just tell me what to do." He replied hurriedly, like if he didn't feel your tits around him properly this second he was going to die. Already that feeling of his distant orgasm had started to creep up on him once more. His face couldn't possibly get any more red than this, he looked like he might pass out at any second.

One thing about Choso, he was a tit man, through and through. He had fantasized many times about fucking you in missionary so he could see your tits bounce when he thrust his cock inside you. Having you folded in front of a mirror in the full nelson position while he pistoned his cock in and out of you, watching your tits jiggle along with his pace.

It was the reason he liked when you sucked him off so much. You always placed yourself right between his thighs, your breasts squishing against his thighs, hard nippled rubbing into his skin while you sucked his cock down your throat.

Don't even get him started about how he humps his cock into the mattress whenever he eats you out because he absolutely can not handle it when you start massaging your tits while he sucks your little clit into his mouth, it drives him insane, he loves it all.

"Stand up for me Cho, want you to squeeze my tits together and fuck them, can you do that baby?" You asked, biting your lip as he rose obediently from his place on the bed, stepping closer to you so his cock was now just inches from your breasts.

Without another word he nodded, making you smile as your hands wrapped around his thighs, your fingers rubbing the skin there. Choso swallowed hard, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he oggled your naked tits. The little buds that sat so perky on your tits contrasted so nicely against the color of your skin, making his mouth water when an idea popped into his head.

Choso's mouth was slightly open, his tongue poking out to lick his lips as he took his hard cock in his hand and gave it a couple strokes before he pressed his leaky tip to one of your nipples, rolling it around with his cockhead. He moaned shakily at how soft they felt, his pre cum smearing all over one of your nipples, making it shine under the light as he moved to repeat the action on the other one.

You sighed, your nails digging into the back of his thighs when his actions started to create a dull feeling of stimulation in your cunt, making you squirm around on the floor a bit to relieve yourself.

Choso always had so much pre cum, and it really showed at this moment when the white fluid just kept coming and coming as he continued to smear it all over your tits. He was clearly enjoying himself, you should've tried this months ago.

Once Choso felt he had decorated your tits with his seed adequately for now, he grabbed your breasts in his hands and massaged them together, his eyes darting up to your face as he watched you watch him play with you, small breathy whines spilling from between your lips.

"Does this feel good for you too?" He asked, squeezing your tits together before he let them bounce freely, watching them jiggle before he repeated the process. "Anytime I'm making you feel good, I feel good." You responded honestly, making him look away from your gaze, embarrassed.

"Don't you wanna fuck my chest, Cho? What are you waiting for?" You asked, holding back a giggle at how enamored he looked with your tits. He swallowed hard, rubbing his fingers over your wet nipples before he played with them some more, his cock twitching freely over you as pre dripped out from his slit, dripping down onto your thighs.

"They're so soft, I like touching them.." He said, massaging them in circles, the motion sending shocks of electricity right to your cunt. "Feel how soft they are around your dick." You instructed, biting your lip as you smiled sweetly up at him, tilting your head slightly.

Choso pouted, stepping forward a bit more as he got ready to fuck your breasts, his cock hitting your chest with the proximity. "I.. I'm not going to last long though." He said bashfully, cupping your tits from the sides.

"That's okay, just want you to feel good baby, cum whenever you want." You told him, your hands sliding up and down the backs of his thighs, creating goosebumps over the skin. He needed you to stop talking or he was going to cum from your words alone.

He wanted to at least enjoy this for a second before he came all over, so he better start now or he was worried you would keep talking and your words alone would send him over the edge before he got to feel your tits on him.

After taking a deep breath, Choso squished your tits together, the fat of them wrapping around his hot cock, the tightness and plushness of them being just right. "They're so warm- fuck.." Choso moaned, slowly pulling his hips back as he fucked his cock against you. chest, rubbing it between the crevice of your breasts, his leaky tip peaking out the top every time he thrust towards you.

"Shit.." You cursed under your breath. This was a lot more arousing than you thought it was going to be. Seeing Choso take his pleasure like this from one of his favorite parts of your body was making you dizzy.

He pushed your body back slightly with every hump of his hips, making you lean into him every time he thrust against you. His balls were slapping against the underside of your tits, creating lewd 'plp' noises every time they made contact with your skin.

You stuck your tongue out, trying to see if you could lick his cock like this. It didn't prove to be effective, but the sight sent Choso spiraling. Vivid images of him cumming all over your tits and face filled his brain, making him hump into you with more vigor. "Ngh- I love this so much- L-love your tits-" He confessed, squeezing them together harder as he rubbed them up and down, meeting his thrusts against his sensitive cock.

"Yeah? Do my tits feel good Cho?" You asked, giggling at how worked up he was getting; you knew he wasn't going to last much longer. "Yeah, feels like when I fuck your thighs.. b-but better.. way better- fuck-" Choso tipped his head back, his hips and hands jiggling your tits losing rhythm the closer he got to his high.

His chin fell back down as he watched his cock poke out between your boobs, his eyes threatening to roll back in his head at the sight. He almost lost his mind when your hands slid over the front of his thighs, trailing up his body as you scratched your fingers down his abs, leaving angry red marks in your wake.

"Fuuuuu-" You cut off his curse, "Look at me baby, watch me." You said, waiting for his eyes to fall on you before you wadded up spit in your mouth and stuck your tongue out lewdly, keeping your eyes locked on his as the spit rolled off your tongue and dripped onto his cock.

His brain short circuted, a desperate whine leaving his lips when he felt the saliva hit his cock, making the slide of his cock between your tits easier. "Shit- I'm gonna cum- C-can I cum on your chest? Please? Please baby let me cum on them, I need to see it." He begged, like if he didnt do it well enough you would deny him, and he might seriously die if you did.

"Yeah, cover my tits with your cum baby boy~" You giggled, sticking out your tongue as you furrowed your eyebrows up at him, moaning with an open mouth as you waited for his seed to hit your skin, hoping some would land on your tongue.

Everything Choso was seeing was a visual orgasm, he quickly pulled away from your tits, one of his hands coming to hold the side of your cheek as the other jerked himself off rapidly, moans and whines of your name falling from your lips as he worked himself up the last couple steps to his orgasm.

"Cumming- fuuuuuuck-" Choso moaned, his hand rapidly stoking himself through his high as hot ropes of his cum shot out of his dick and landed on your tits, some going as far to paint your cheeks and his hand holding your face. "Fuck~ Give it to me baby, shit-" You moaned, smiling with an open mouth as the last spurts of his cum covered your breasts.

"Haaaah.." Choso breathed heavily, pressing the tip of his cock to your skin as he jerked himself off slowly, wringing out his dick against you as he tried to make sure he gave you all of his cum. You giggled, looking up at his flushed face and open mouth as he heaved air into his lungs.

Taking his softening cock, he brought it up to your lips as smeared his cum around your face, rubbing his sensitivity across your tongue, your lips taking the opportunity to suck it into your mouth briefly as you licked off his cum before it left your mouth with a pop. He moaned when it left your mouth, bringing it down to your tits he started rubbing it over the skin there, smearing his cum over the skin of your breasts, nipples, all of it, he made sure you were absolutely covered.

When he was done, he let his cock hang freely between the two of you before he got down on his knees in front of you and took your face in his hands, licking off his own cum on your face before he found your mouth and kissed you passionately. His tongue danced with yours as the two of you hummed into the other's mouth, tasting him on both of your tongues.

He pulled away, an all too serious look on his face, hearts practically in his eyes as he looked at you. You giggled, taking his face in your own while he peppered your face with kisses of appreciation and adoration, "Hehe, you really liked that, huh?" You giggled at his ticklish lips on your skin. "Loved it, love you, love you so much." He babbled, continuing to kiss each and every inch of your skin while you laughed, wrapping your arms over his shoulders.

[kisspurins]

hold me tight 𓍯𓂃 𓏧 ♡

୨୧ pairings｜bestfriend! anton x reader

୨୧ wc｜3.3k

୨୧ warnings｜smut with plot，dubcon，mentions drinking，mouth fucking with fingers，spit play (kinda)，size kink，frat boy!anton，fat cock anton，unprotected sex，tongue kissing，thigh riding，praising，crying，dumbification，breeding

you didn't think much of it when anton invited you to his frats house party.

you've known anton since freshman year when you were taller than him and he had a buzz cut from a stupid dare he followed through with the day before school started back. he'd been someone you always took the role of protecting before he grew into his looks and puberty hit him mid sophomore year and suddenly he was towering over you instead. anton has always been sweet but after he joined swimming and left your social circle, slowly that facade became apart of him only you knew and thats what kept you close.

so there was no surprise when he showed up to your dorm room asking if you wanted to be his plus one to his frats yearly welcoming party.

"please the guys always ask about you!" raising up from your bed you give him a look, brows furrowed, "the guys know about me?" without thinking your best friend was nodding, "yeah I talk about you all the time." his sentence came out rushed and when he realized what he just said he stopped his pacing around your room turning to face you.

"not—" "really? what do you tell them?" you interrupted, big smile spreading your face as he stumbled over his words. anton huffed, cheeks tinted a light red when he looked you in the eye. "are you coming or not?" you shrug twisting the strings dangling on your shorts with your finger. "I'll come but you better not leave me."

you should've known better than to trust anton of all people to stick beside you at a party.

the room was hotter than you expected it to be, even with the windows open to let the night air circulate, there was too many sweaty bodies pressing against each other to cool down the room. sometime in the beginning you had already lost sight of anton to some sorority girl, and unlike him, one thing you aren't interested in is sucking up to some people you know you'll never talk to again after college. the red plasic cup in your hand, your second one, is empty from your nervous sipping, leaving your head cloudy and vision blurry. and the flashing lights made everything 10x worse for your headache, not to mention how impossible it is to find anton like this.

you remember how much you hate being a lightweight while you sloppily stumble through the crowd. you pushed yourself down the hallway, hands pressed into the wall while you made your way further down to antons room. you weren't very familiar with frat parties since you decided against joining in on the weekly mixers after a one night stand you couldn't remember, but you did know your way around antons frat house. hes sneaked you in a couple times while his friends were out claiming "if they saw a pretty girl like you, they would ravage you." and you didn't fight him on it.

you're two seconds away from almost throwing yourself into anton's door when it opens, flinging you to collide against someones hard chest. "I'm soooo sorry!" you gapsed, hands reaching to feel on the person who protected your fall, "I was just about to come find you."

pausing for a moment you look up, giggling when you notice you're feeling up on anton. "there you aree! you got so big tonieee?" "you're drunk already? I barely left you alone."

If you were sober you would've recognized the worry in his voice, but all you can think about now is how sweet it is, like he uses the most gentle tone he has only for you. “Its been half an hour dummy…” you trailed off, "left me alone for that long!"

“I'm sorry angel.”

“It's okayy!"

you catch the "angel" too late. eyes fluttering up at him while you melt into his arms wrapped securely around your waist, hoping he couldn’t tell in the dark entryway how that one word made you feel so gushy.

"gonna take you inside okay?" you nod to his words. there wasn’t much space between you two at all, the tips of your feet only a few inches apart. anton sat you on his bed, running to turn on his lamp instead of the big light because you were already having trouble focusing. across from you, anton leaned back against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest. It was easy to look at him. he was so enamoring. everything about him was all consuming.

"how many drinks did you have? do you want water to sober you up?"

you shake your head no, leaning back to snuggle up in his bed. "m fine right here." anton doesn't protest, just hums before he's walking up to you and slipping in the empty space next to you. purposely laying on the edge so you can't fall if you were to drunkenly roll over. "can I hold you?" he asks, voice light and clear, "you don't need to say yes if you don't want to right now." you consider, thinking about giggling at anton and wrapping yourself up in his embrace, becoming another one of his easy girls he can cross off a list. but you also think about how you've been friends with anton this long and hes never been a bad guy. how you know for sure he wouldn't hurt you, or use and leave you. "okay but you have to hold me tight."

anton hummed in response again then his strong arms were holding you to his chest. you feel the vibrations from him talking on your back and it's enough that it almost rocked you right to sleep. "what happened to the girl?" you asked, sudden curiosity peaking your interest. "she wanted to get high and have a quick fuck." you peeked over your shoulder when he spoke, his words lingering for a bit. you didn't know what to say to that. sorry? oh cool? you rake your head for something, anything, but anton was already clearing his throat, "I stopped smoking." "oh" "yeah"

you two didn't speak anymore after that. your head stayed drifting from the alcohol and anton just held you like this was natural for him and it probably was. he was so warm you could practically feel the heat radiating off his body making you unbelievably sticky. and maybe the alcohol was making your talk so bold, you spoke without realizing. "can I take off this dress? it's so hot tonie." you whined a little shuffling around. anton pressed his fingers deep into your hips stopping your movements, "will you chill out?" he asked between gritted teeth. "why?" you teased, quickly forgetting all about the stickiness you felt. "gonna pop a boner over this?" you said swiveling your hips making sure to directly press against his crotch more. "you're drunk yn," he hissed, "you don't know the things I'm capable of doing to you."

"what're you gonna do? take advantage of me?" anton’s eyes are dark as he listens to you, hands already working to flip you over. face to face with him now, your confidence slips. "what—what are you doing tonie?" his hands sneak up to cup your face, one of his thumbs caressing across your cheek. "shhh it'll be okay. don't you trust me?" you've never doubted anton.

the thumb caressing your cheek inches its way to your lips and instinctively your mouth drops open for him. "awww, been waiting for me?” you whine when he teases and doesn't press his thumb on your tongue like you wanted. "don't you have manners baby?" you whimper at his words. his voice is so much deeper then you were used to, sharp and assertive. "please tonieee... need your fingers please please?"

anton knows in the morning you'll be scared and confused waking up naked next to him. the thought of your wide teary eyes while you try to remember what you did last night, it turned him on. being able to have you like this was a rare opportunity and what kind of friend would he be not to take care of you when you're begging for him so much?

"you're such a good girl. the sweetest girl ever." your face lights up when anton is sweet, eyes practically sparkling when you stick out your tongue waiting for him.

anton caresses your cheek again, this time pushing his thumb to glide over your top lip knowing you would get more impatient waiting. your mouth is warm and pretty, so delicate hes afraid he'll break you when he presses his thumb on your tongue and you gag just from the touch. his heartbeat is loud in his ears as he watches you resisting the urge to wrap your lips around him. "fuck," he gasps pushing further back and your eyes get watery. "go ahead baby."

immediately you're wrapping your lips around his thumb humming in satisfaction. your tongue swirls around his finger and anton swears he can feel his dick twitching. and just to be mean, he pulls out his finger. you whine in protest, head falling forward a little to chase after him and before you can vocalize your feelings, anton's pushing his index and middle finger back past your pretty lips. he almost forgets theres still a party going on just a few doors down, indecent noises of suction blocking out the faded music in the background.

"you're so perfect," anton breathes out, starting to fuck your mouth open with his fingers. spit starts leaking at the corner of your mouth, dripping onto his wrist. you're so shameless when your mouth is full, eyes closed and hips bucking. anton can't stop himself from commenting. "all this time all i had to do to shut you up was stuff your mouth?" you're too hypnotised by the feel of his fingers going in and out of your mouth to register anything he says.

"come on baby," anton mumbles pulling out his fingers as slow as possible and still you break out into a fit of tears, breathing hard and pulling for his hand again. "wh—what! no! no no tonie please!" "shhh don't have to make this hard." he coos to try to calm you down. It works for a second but then you're crying again shuffling closer to him.

"don't be a crybaby. I promise I'm gonna take care of you, pretty." anton says, hands working down your body to grope your ass. you whine when he squeezes, teary eyes focusing up at him. "not a crybaby! you're just so—" your words get stuck in your throat when he inches your dress up, "mhm?" "so mean." you huff and he laughs, hands gripping your ass again. "always wanted to do this to you.." your thighs clench together when he says that and like he expected it, he was prying them open with this thigh replacing the space himself.

"ton.." you drag out, your hips unconsciously moving slowly on his thigh. anton was quick to catch the hint, lifting his leg up a bit more to give you more friction as you grind harder, your body moving on it’s own as you ramble incoherently. “I know baby, couldn't help yourself. just a dumb little thing huh?" you shake your head no, hands trembling when you reach up to pull his head closer to you. "kiss me please?" you glance from his lips to his eyes, hips starting to stutter when you make eye contact and he licks his lips, "please—please kiss me.." "you sure?" you nod eagerly closing your eyes.

the longer the wait the more your heart races. something about this situation makes you feel desperate and mushy. you've never wanted so bad for someone to kiss you and the fact that its anton makes things harder, you can barely think of anything besides how this feels so intimate. his hands move to brush your hair away from your face softly, a touch that usually doesn't affect you but then he starts tucking your stray hairs behind your ears and your heart is fluttering. he listlessly leans forward, gently pressing his lips onto yours with a light pressure. your heart skips a beat with the realisation that your best friend is kissing you on the lips. you forget all about your achy cunt when kissing him, his lips so soft and pillowy you feel yourself getting dumb.

everything feels like it’s spinning when anton slips his tongue into your mouth, trying to focus on syncing up but its hard when it feels so foreign and it makes you foggy thinking about him tasting the alcohol off your tongue. naturally, you let him take the pace and your mouths get more accustomed to one another and it makes you wonder what was so hard about this at first. the kiss is so slow and overwhelming, tongues twisting together while spit drips from the corner of your mouth. you don't notice when hes pushing himself over you, fingers hooking under the thin strap of your panties.

"knew you wanted this," anton laughed, hand dropping down to cup your cunt. "poor girl is leaking everywhere." you whinced at his words, your knees trying to knock together to squeeze and keep him there. "don't be mean" you can hear anton let out a breath before he's prying your legs open and giving your cunt a little tap. "don't do that anymore." your lip tuts out at his harsh tone. when he gets stern like that its a little scary and you can feel every fiber in your being aching to obey him. blinking up at him, you mumble a little “sorry” and let him touch you.

anton moves slowly, sliding his finger up to your swollen clit and circling it through your panties. there’s an intense amount of heat surging between you two. the way you’re positioned with him, his large frame caging you between the bed and his hand that pushes into you doesn’t help anything. you can feel yourself get more slick the more he puts pressure on your clit. "please.. need more ton,"

he hums, letting his fingers slip under your panties, now directly pressing on your nub. your back arches off the bed waiting for him to do more and he lets you get caught up. "tonie..” you whimper. he looks up from your cunt and hes so pretty your thighs twitch. “mhm?” "take clothes off please? so hot.." as soon as you utter the words, your eyes were trailing to the side, embarrassment settling in your chest.

"you're so smart baby." he says withdrawing his fingers. you stay still in your position, watching his every movement. anton is teasing when he lifts his shirt over his head, arms flexing so much it makes your mouth watery. you try to follow him, fumbling to pull off your dress in a rush while he's taking off his pants. you're moving slower than you thought because when you're done with your dress, anton is moving back in between your legs hands working to slip off your panties. your head is so consumed you just let him manhandle you, eyes fixating on his dick. so girthly and heavy resting on his stomach.

everything moves so fast when hes towering over you again, hand pressing over your tummy while he glides himself up and down your slit.

you always knew anton was big. you've spent so many nights with him, you were used to seeing him in a pair of grey sweats and those leave everything to the imagination. and with the way he talks extra cocky about himself, you had no doubt. but the feeling of his tip pressing to your hole is too much. forcing its way into your snug cunt, you gasp so sweetly, eyes watering while your hole clenches around him. your swollen lips drop into a pretty little "oh!" and he smiles.

“hnng— tonie s’too big! can't!" “you can do it for me, pretty.” his breath is hot against your ear. “I’ll make it fit.”you already feel so cockdrunk, struggling to keep your eyes open as he bullies his fat tip into your sloppy hole. anton's cock twitches so good inside you at the sight. "come on baby, stay with me." he huffs out, too stuck on the way your pussy is spread open so shamefully for him. you moan breathlessly at each push, pussy squelching while he splits you apart. you can't help but to try and squirm away. "ton... too much—" you whimpered, "really can't— ah! ah ah!" anton breaks you off, big arms wrapping around your hips so you can’t run from him. you squeal when he traps you and then he's pulling you down down down onto his thick cock.

“see pretty," he groans, bottoming out in one swift thrust "could take all of me. don't know what you're talking about." your head shakes no, the strech is enough to break you but anton's not stopping till he’s buried in your dripping cunt all the way to the hilt. you can't think. you don't even realize your tongue is sticking out until he pulls out and leans down to suck on it when he pushes back in, his balls smacking against your ass in the process. you're so overwhelmingly full of him, you can't kiss back. letting him suck n pull on the muscle.

drool drips delicately down your mouth at how animalistically he was treating your mouth. no longer sweet and gentle but instead gross and rough. pulling away from you, he smirks as he begins to pull out inch by inch agonizingly slow. "pussy belongs to me now." he hums, cock ramming into you.

the pace he starts up is numbing and makes you delirious. “oh! oh my— oh my god! nnng please!”you can do nothing but lay there and take it as anton edges you closer and closer to cumming. “gonna fill you up.” he whispers, voice raw and dripping with desperation. "need to make you mine. like that pretty? wanna be my girlfriend?" you nod eagerly, "already— already yours t—tonie!" that spurs him on. he increases his pace impossibly, so rough your skin is stinging where his balls smack your ass, fucked out little "ah! ah! ah!" leaving your lips each time his hips hit yours.  "fuck you're so cute,” he trails off dangerously, gaze unfocusing on the creamy white ring forming around his base to look in your eyes, “need you like this forever..”

“yes yes yes, please! forever please please!” hes fully intent on keeping you babbling for him or until you physically couldn't anymore, pulling one of your legs to hang off his shoulder so he can hit impossibly deeper. your eyes go wide when he starts hitting your womb, fingers digging into his arms. "right there! oh! tonie right there!" little yelps leave you, “feel you! feel it s’deep!”

“yeah? right here?” he purrs, tip pressing more into that mushy spot. his eyes are dark and glinting with something predatory as they greedily lock onto the way his cock fucks in and out of you. your body moves with every thrust, headboard knocking into the wall repeatedly you know people can hear it too. anton's thrusts get sloppy when hes close, body leaning over to groan into your ear. "gonna cum baby?" you wrap your arms around his torso to pull him closer, needing to feel his heart beating against yours before pressing your lips to his cheek. "cumming tonie!!"

you cum so hard your body shakes in anton's arms, not registering that he just came inside at this point, too exhausted and cock drunk that all you can feel is anton pulsing inside you. "ton.... s'much— inside so— so much.." you moan softly, words slurring together. sloppy hole quivering at the feeling of being so overfilled. “I know baby,” he whispers, voice light and sweet again. he waits patiently for you to unlatch for him so he can clean you up, not wanting to accidentally trigger you. instead of lessening your grip, you snuggle more into him.

"please just hold me tight?"

© KISSPURINS 2024 ✿

[arminsumi]

HE'S GOT A RING ON HIS FINGER

GOJO さとる + fem!reader

A married dilf Gojo wants you to have his babies! He might not be married for much longer though

Warnings : 🔞 minors do not read/interact : smut/18+ content : infidelity, dilf!Gojo, cheating kink, reader cheating on bf, breeding kink, unprotected sex, daddy kink, dirty talk

Gojo Satoru has a ring on his finger.

You're reminded of all the shit his wife has said to you when you feel the cool metal of his ring against your skin... as he's pinning your wrists together above your head and stuffing his nasty, cheating cock into you from behind while his wife is god knows where and his kids are at a friend's sleepover.

His friends like you. His kids like you. His marriage is falling apart. Gojo wants to have another baby but his wife doesn't, and he happened to come across you — who has a filthy breeding kink, who he met at some soccer event long ago and now has snaked into his home to become a close family friend.

"Y'know my kids love it when you visit. Wanna be their mommy? Yeah? How about you gimme 'nother one... let me knock you up." and he's saying this before he's inside you, his words turn filthier when his fat cock is getting milked by your pussy.

His cockhead is stroking at your G-spot when he says, "Please... jus'... j-jus' take my fucking seed like a good girl, yeah? Let me get that cheatin' pussy pregnant."

He grunts and keeps pounding away at your cunt like he's a starved man, while you're babbling about how good it feels but at the same time he needs to hurry up, because your boyfriend is texting you asking where the hell you are.

So he grabs your phone and tosses it out of sight so you can't see your boy's notifications anymore. It pissed Gojo off, how dare he interrupt you and him? How dare you bother returning to him when you know no one fills your pussy quite like a man who's already fucked babies into another one. As if your boyfriend could compete.

Gojo's face turns sour, he glares at the place where you two connect; your sloppy, squelching little pussy. He's got that kitty creaming and freaking out on his cock.

"You know your boyfriend could never fuck you like I do... you n-need an older man to treat you right, don't you? F-fuck... ah, god baby you're squeezing my cock so perfectly... you're gonna milk out my cum. Fuck. Stay right there and let me fill you. You want daddies babies, don't you? Tell me... tell me you want it. Tell me you want my babies."

As if you could squirm when he's fucked you out on his bed for well over two hours now.

All he needs to tip over the edge is for you to say, "Yes daddy! Gimme your babies!"

And then he's groaning loudly, rolling his eyes back and feeling his whole body shudder as he dumps a fat, sticky load of baby batter deep inside your quivering hole. He stuffs himself as deep as he possibly can so that you feel every inch of that nasty, cheating cock. The skin at the base wrinkles up as his balls squish against your clit.

He's heaving and panting and gasping with you. You're thinking about how his cock is so much bigger than your boyfriend's, and he's thinking about how much tighter your pussy is than his wife's.

Gojo's gone silent, smirkingly admiring how good you look with that afterglow on your face. He's imagining how you'll look with that pregnancy glow one day.

You're gonna look so pretty when you're pregnant with my kids.

He slides his cock out, kisses your shoulder and massages your numb legs.

Gojo's phone goes off, and you ask who it is. He takes one look at the caller ID, and a look at his seed bubbling and spilling out your pussy hole, and says;

"Oh. It's just my future ex-wife."

© arminsumi

I do not permit the copying/reposting/translation/plagiarism of my works. Do not steal what I've worked hard to create.

This is fictional work.

[anantaru]

i haven’t stopped thinking abt wrio like,,, bodyguard wrio,,, underground fighter wrio,,, hate sex wrio,,, god help me

cw. bodyguard wriothesley, overprotective, possessive & dom, fem! reader

bodyguard wriothesley who likes to leave you staggering on the edge of a spinning insanity when he intentionally addresses you as "sweetheart", "princess" or "my lady" whenever he follows your orders, and it really doesn't matter to him where the both of you would currently be— if, lets assume, a quick shopping spree around fontaine or something more to his own liking, such as having you pushed down on a bed by your hips, parting your legs with his knee as large hands easily slide and secure around your waist.

bodyguard wriothesley who makes your mouth fall open on a hard, broken gasp when he swiftly traps you in place right under his strong frame, spurring you into immediate action by a dirty comment such as, "you're so sensitive, my lady." was in fact, a deep sort of satisfaction that gets you to ease up and forget yourself for a second, or the obvious fact that you're currently fucking your own personal bodyguard and that it might not be the best out of all your ideas, yet it still feels so fucking fine when he does it.

and archons, does he know what to do to keep you spiraling into euphoric bliss.

bodyguard wriothesley who adores whenever you tumble over your little, pathetic mewls when he pushes his fat tip inside of you for the very first time this night, and he notices how you're tightening up a bit when he adds another inch and spits on your cunt to have you all wet and nice, deep drags penetrating your most delicious spots while you're still loose enough that wriothesley can rub over your pulsating walls splendidly, tasting the soft clench of a warm, sore pussy on his throbbing girth.

bodyguard wriothesley who hooks up a smile at you, pearly whites grabbing your attention, admiring just how unbelievably cute you were— his boss, his princess and he could spend his entire day fucking you just the way you wanted it, with his dripping dick shafting through your pussy, manhandling you while plunging his lips against your tits to attach his hungry mouth to your nipples.

and how good you were, ah what a sight, able to swallow his cock, despite its size, working your sopping insides into the vast shape of his length so you're all marked up for him, because do keep in mind for a second— he was the one protecting you, and he would lie to himself if he'd say he couldn't become a little too possessive every now and then, while watching out that no one would bother you, no guy talk to you and wriothesley loved taking care of your needs, in many more ways than an outside person would assume— whilst all the others who even dared to look your precious, enticing way?

they aren't even half as tall as him, half as strong as him or most importantly, half as good in bed as him— the man was confident that no other was able to make you scream and enjoy yourself just the way he did.

and you were aware of that, sometimes cursing yourself as to why you let it go on for so long and be that unprofessional— but then he's here to quickly make you regret nothing at all— with your mind hanging in the clouds, still blank and the loud blows of gluttonous moans and your sexes bumping against each other, that you'd never ever feel more protected by any other individual, only him, your hands swiftly finding flaming solace in his soft locks when you hide yourself in his warm neck, pressing frenzied smooches around his defined shoulder as wriothesley groans out deep, "fuck— princess!", sensing how you're about to lose yourself to a high.

©2023 anantaru do not repost, copy, translate, modify

[dmitriene]

thinking about werewolf!könig and naive villager!reader — being in the könig clutches was honestly not so bad, yes, most of his time he treated you as his most possessive treasure, and at the same time a mate, but he was also affectionate.

yes, he kept you locked up in a wooden cabin, and you don't even know if it really belongs to him, but for that you had a comfortable, warm place that you didn't have to take care of yourself, a wide, comfortable bed, often shared with könig at night, when he scoops you up to his broad chest, wrapping his huge arms around your much smaller body, gently stroking you and softly, peacefully growling in your ear — “soft, schönes mädchen„

he feeds you with delicious meals, takes care to keep your nutrition balanced, obviously he is engaged in the extraction of meat himself, but does not let you watch how he does it, so it comes to you ready — with vegetables or fruits, berries on the side, you do not ask questions where he got it all from, only eat quietly, thanking him with gentle kiss on the cheek and quiet, sweet whisper — “thank you, kö„

no one from the village has ever tried to find you, of course, no one would dare to go into the woods, especially when könig himself is wandering around the border, but sometimes the thought of this fact hurts you, not that you want someone to save you, or to go back there, because könig doesn't hurt you.

but that doesn't stop you from curling up under the sheets and sobbing softly, wiping the warm tears from your cheeks and burying your face in the pillow, at least until könig finds you in this state and you're crying against his chest while he gently strokes your hair and kisses the top of your head, growling comfortingly — “shh.. it's alright.. don't cry, süßer has, please„

the more time passed, the seasons slowly changed, you became more and more accustomed with routine, even if it included constant breeding, especially on the days when könig had to change his form, after which you had to sit on his wide, soft and fur coated thighs, cockwarming his fat, thick cock that was settled deep inside your soppy pussy.

he was stretching your tight, already breeded hole that was leaking his thick cum, on his knot, keeping you nice and snug for him even through his constant short rolls of broad hips and little snaps forward, which was making you whine quietly in the crook of his neck, feeling how könig's amused growls reverberate through your smaller body, as his clawed hand caress your fragile spine and hair, his face nuzzling against the side of your face, kissing and whispering — “shh, you're doing so good for me, mein süßer hase, so good„

and you go limp on him, grunting something unintelligible, letting him occasionally continue to thrust into your tight, squelching pussy, rubbing your gummy walls against his fat cock with slow drags and teasing you with his knot, while his claws squeeze the flesh of your plush, rounded ass as gently as possible, relishing in your obedience and quiet mewls that slip past your soft lips, brushing with hot breath against his flesh.

— “just like that, feels good, yeah, bunny? what a good girl you are, mein gutes mädchen„

and he's more than right, you're his, and only his.

✎ 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵. 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴. 𝘢𝘰3.

[xanaxspritz]

𝙙𝙖𝙙𝙙𝙮 𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙨 ♡

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚𝙖𝙠𝙖 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙'𝙨 𝙙𝙖𝙙˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

cw: bf!megumi, college AU, cheating, breeding, possible impregnation, cowgirl

an: I put cw here for a reason, so if this work makes you uncomfortable in any sort of way or if you're a minor, please do not interact. this is a work of fiction and what i write here does not reflect my own values or experiences.

ʚ♡ɞ˚

megumi was a sweet boyfriend. he sent good morning texts daily, was always ready to drop everything if you were in need across campus, and even warmed up to pda because you liked it so much. you couldn't ask for anything better.

but his father was a different story. undeniably a dilf, you couldnt help but to stare at the way his arms bulged out of his compression shirt he always wore, hugging his torso just right to show off his abs. you couldnt but to take a peak at his lap when lounged in grey sweats, watching TV with his legs spread wide open, as if he was daring you to take a seat on top.

it didn't help that he would stare at you, every time you visited megumi at home. the heat of his eyes lingering a bit too long on you heated up something dark within you.

the tension between you and toji kept rising and rising, until one day you went to the fushiguro residence to retrieve something you left. you find toji in the kitchen, eating his lunch, his lips curling up into a smirk when he sees you.

"megumi ain't here you know" he says food still in his mouth.

"i know. just forgot something," you say nervously.

"was it this?" he takes out neon pink panties from his pocket. you are mortified.

"oh my god. im so sorry mr. fushiguro. i promise i'll never-"

"always knew you're a little slut. i can always tell with little girls like you"

"what? what do you mean?" you feel your face grow hotter.

"don't pretend like you aren't, " he chuckled. "always teasing me with those super short skirts barely covering your ass. i can even see your pushup bra through your shirt." you cross your arms instinctively. "i didn't think megumi had it in him," he continued. "but it seems like you've got him wrapped around your finger."

you were speechless. was mr. fushiguro actually hitting on you?

"tell me doll, is he good enough for you? is he fucking you right?"

by this point toji rose up from his chair, inching closer to you until youre back up on the kitchen counter. you can something on the side of your thigh.

"y-yes mr. fushiguro, he's a great boyfriend. i-i couldn't ask for any better," the wetness you can feel in your panties betrays your words.

"hm, is that so?" his hands wandering behind you to squeeze your plump ass. he snaps your panty band before feeling up between your legs.

"already wet f'me you dirty slut," leaning down closely to your, lips centimeters apart. "how naughty."

you crash your lips into his desperately, weeks of sexual tension building up to a make out session. his lips are surprisingly soft, and his breath is a comforting smell of tobacco. "call me toji," he nuzzles into your neck.

one thing turns into another and you found yourself in the master bedroom, bouncing on top of toji's huge cock.

"that good baby, keep riding me just like that," he whispers slapping and grabbing your ass. "i bet he doesn't fuck you like i do, ain't that right?"

"n-no mr. fushiguro!"

"i thought I told you to call me toji," he narrowed his eyes, picking up the pace faster.

your moans get louder as his thick, fat cock pounded you. his heavy balls slapped against your ass, you close your eyes in pure bliss, your tits bouncing in his face.

"i wonder what would happened if i filled you up with this daddy dick. think megumi would notice you pregnant with my baby, hm?"

the thought of toji cumming in you was exhilarating, you quickly nod your head yes, holding him tighter as he digs his fingers into your hips.

he laughs at your eagerness. "figured a little whore like you would love it. fuck- are you ready?"

you feel his warm cum filling you up as toji grunts. his load is thick and creamy, the excess dripping down your thighs.

he quickly replaces his cock with his fingers, plugging the cum inside you, keeping you nice and full.

"you're a good fuck," he sighs. "no wonder megumi keeps you around."

right, megumi. how would you even begin explaining to this to him? should you even tell him? the overwhelming guilt consumes your thoughts.

toji notices the visible worry you're sporting on your face. "hey doll, don't worry. I'm not gonna tell him," he reassures. "as long as you don't either. just keep coming back when he's not home so I can cum inside that pretty pussy again."

[tokiiwonz]

best friend anton thoughts

tw: jealous anton, car sex, unprotected sex (don't), exhibitionism, allusions to manipulation, infidelity xD, eunseok was punched (i'm so sorry)

thinking about best friend!anton walking in on you touching yourself while moaning his name ♡ like damn, you just can't help yourself; you grew up together, laughed with each other, even cried with each other—you're not going to just let any other person have their way with your man, not by any chance and fortunately for you, anton thinks the same

best friend!anton who knows you have feelings for him and decided to get a girlfriend for himself just to mess with your head. he swears it's nothing romantic, and that he just wants to see you get jealous over someone else.

best friend!anton who gets mad jealous after finding out that you're in a relationship with someone in his friend group. he's known for being usually a chill laid-back type of guy but the moment the news broke out, he didn't hesitate to punch eunseok for taking what's supposed to be his.

best friend!anton who recklessly drags you to his car before roughly kissing you in the backseat. he never thought that his silly little plan would backfire at him, and to him, it's all your fault. you need to be put to your place for getting back at him.

he never hid his liking for your strawberry-flavored chapstick. one could argue that he has used more of your chapstick than you did, and he never imagined how good it would taste when he's tasting it on your lips.

best friend!anton who is a shameless manwhore. given everything that had happened, he takes his phone out before recording you both making out in his car. a documentation, at least according to him. he shows off how he makes your pretty lips bleed with the way he bites it; all swollen and needy for whatever he's about to give you, taking lots of pictures and clips of all the hickeys and bite marks he left before sending it to their group chat.

best friend!anton who has you bouncing on his lap, tearing up as you struggle to take his fat cock. god, he loves the way you cry for some dick. no ones supposed to make you cry like this but him, and as he was thinking that, he couldn't help himself but to clench his jaw and drag his cock deeper into your warmth.

you felt so full, on a high if you will, having his cock bulging your stomach with every thrust. it doesn't help you much that you could feel him drag every inch of his cock deeper and deeper. neither did having you wrapped so tightly around him helped anton—he feels so lightheaded with how tight and small you feel against him—he’s got you all stuffed up, soaked and quivering, riding him as he hits the softest spot inside you.

anton has always taken pride in his work, and your vulnerability under his control right now has only fed his already-big ego.

he's shameless on where he puts his kiss marks on; on your cheeks, neck, shoulders, anywhere he finds enticing, really. “i didn't say stop, did i? i said don't you fucking dare stop riding this fat cock. you're going to show & tell eunseok who fucks you this good.”

and before you could even give a proper response, a whimper escaped your lips as you felt anton’s harsh thrusts up into you repeatedly. he hit your prostate in many ways he could—your toes curled up as anton let everyone hear your moans.

“thaaat’s it, doll,” he groaned as he throws his head back in pleasure. “riding so good for me. go make a show, show how my pretty boy rides tonnie's cock.”

best friend!anton who likes to humiliate and make you feel small ♡. rumors has it that it's hard to deal with a mad anton due to how annoying he could be, but you think otherwise. you're very much willing to do everything to get his hands all over your body, even if it means to anger this mad man (which pretty much explains how poor eunseok was dragged into this mess)

"who told you to act like some kind of street whore, hm? i'm giving you just enough attention, aren't i? am i not enough for you to get a boyfriend? fuckass slut.”

best friend!anton who's temperamental. one moment he's splitting your hole open, the next he's making you his pillow prince (it counts, even if you're at the back of his car). he's just so obsessed with messing with your head even when he's fucking you—he wants you to be dependent on him, because you're his and his only ♡ kiss your forehead while his hands were wrapped around your neck? you got it. making you cry with his thick cock while cuddling you? you got it.

anton may seem like some kind of playboy, even a fuckboy, to other people, but he has never slept with anyone but you. his cum stained fleshlights and self clips were his testaments. he just loves you so much, ok? ♡

"got what you needed, doll face? a good dick down from me? yeah, that's it... anyway, wanna come over later?” he pecked your lips as he cummed inside you and smiled. “keep my cum inside you, alright? i’ll eat you out later when we get home.” you giggled as he pressed a soft kiss on your forehead before preparing to drive.

[reixtsu]

You Slap Their Ass

Characters: Kaveh, Alhaitham, Neuvillette

-> KAVEH

The screech that came out of that man's mouth will never compare to anything you've ever heard in your life. He sounded like a dying seal combined with a crow as he gasped in horror, looking at you as if you had betrayed him.

"My beautiful butt was slapped? How dare you?!"

He is ENRAGED

How COULD you?

For the rest of the day, he would be very aware of his surroundings and even attempt to slap your butt as revenge.

-> ALHAITHAM

When his ass jiggled and you giggled, all he did was stare at you blankly.

"What the hell."

Then proceed to read his book.

Don't think you're safe, though. When your guard is down, he will use one of his thickest books around and slap you real good on the thick fat of your ass.

-> NEUVILLETTE

"I love you, but if you wish to see yourself standing upon the oratrese mecanique dan'alise cordanel..."

He is so confused as to why you slapped his ass. Was it a thing that couples do? If only he knew.

He would ask you why you would hit him, for he never did anything to agitate you or even harm you. When he saw you smile and laugh, he just gave you a confused head tilt and waited patiently until you explained your reason for slapping his ass.

[triannel]

I just could not let the day pass by without writing something about this triangle guy. Please, do send more requests, I will greatly appreciate it.

Bill Cipher with Feelings

-Establishing a relationship with him will truly be a very difficult challenge, but once you do, he'd become quite a tsundere towards you. Just in his likeness, he will be obnoxious whenever he would feel the butterflies flying about inside of him. How dare you make him feel this way...

-He would rarely give you gifts though, but do not expect him to admit that it is one when he gives you something. There will always be a justification as to why he gives you such things, so much so that it sometimes feel like all he's fooling, is just himself.

-Although that is the case sometimes, other times he would drop off very arbitrary and strange gifts to you...in the dreamscape, be it a very disturbing painting, a necklace stringed eye, a song or even very rarely, a favor.

-Of course he is still a toxic character though, so you must have enough patience and kindness but also bravery and determination to be with this maniacal triangle. He'll test your patience, ruin your sleep schedule, make you distraught, make mistakes, make you upset, and perhaps even make you want to run away or try to manipulate you to stay.

-His emotions can go from 0 to 100, he just can't decide what to do with you. On the first hand he could have you as a true companion, a lover, a comforter, a puppet, ...perhaps even a toy... But on the other hand, you could just trick him, be the reason for his downfall, be his weakness and make him actually change.

-He is constantly going to a yo-yo state of mind at times, one time he'd become manipulative, then he'd threaten to kill you, but then he'd just act like nothing ever happened the next meeting. His indiciciveness will become one of the bundle of problems you'd need to deal with when you're trying to build a good connection with him.

-So good luck and bless your soul if you do stay....perhaps talking with a certain amphibian might help.

-But through it all, after the fight, the sadness, the arguments, the disagreements, if you do still find yourself coming back to him despite it all, to go to him not because he manipulated you to do so, but because you truly do love him enough to go through such trivial and difficult hardships, then he'll end up breaking right in front of you.

-He doesn't understand. He can't understand. Why are you being so kind to him? He just can't understand. (Flowey ref?)

-Why are you still here? Can't you see he's the worst person you'll ever be with? He's the worst person you'll ever be friends with.

-But Bill would still be in absolute ecstacy to know that you'll choose him no matter what. It feeds his ego. It makes him feel superior, and more possessive though.

-But still, deep inside he just doesn't feel worthy. Why, why would you choose him? It would rattle his brain to no end. For an all knowing being he just can't get his mind wrapped around it to be honest. Your kindness and all for what?

"Do you really expect me to change?" Bill spoke to a picture of you.

"HAHA FAT CHANCE!"

"I'LL NEVER CHANGE. DO YOU THINK I CAN'T SEE THROUGH YOU?" he spoke, shaking the picture.

"WHAT..?" Bill started to speak in a sarcastic manner. "WILL THE...POWER OF 'FRIENDSHIP' HELP YOU, YOU REALLY THINK YOUR STUPID DETERMINATION FILLED HEART CAN CHANGE ME?" Shaking, he gripped the picture of you.

"YOU...you idiot." Floating lower to the ground, he loosens his grip on the picture.

-Perhaps though, he'd change, very slowly but surely, you'll help him without noticing. With your kind gestures and bottomless love for him, he'll eventually come around.

-Through the trials and tribulations, he'll slowly learn to like you, to grow fond of you, to finally love you. His ego will be hard to battle but it will be worth it in the end.

-Perhaps...one day, on a nice dreamy day, you'll find yourself holding his hand. Your fingers intertwined with each others as the sun shades the scene with a beautiful cozy colour of orange.

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[konigsblog]

pervert könig's obsession with your body. (⁠^⁠^⁠)

tw/cw; reader is described as plus size/chubby/curvy, afab!f!reader, perv!könig, lactation kink, thigh job. 18+

“you’re so damn gorgeous, are you teasing me, ja?” könig scoffs playfully, his touch perverted, groping your curves with admiring you.

there's something so addictive about the size of your breasts, the softness of your body, and the flesh and fat around your hips creating stretch marks down your thighs. he wouldn't dare think about rejecting an offer to thigh fuck you, almost embarrassingly eager to be intimate with you.

you're not in a relationship, simply just best friends. although you're not oblivious to his creepy stares and how touchy-feely he is. at the sound of your offer, he begins to unfasten his belt rapidly, his eyes wide and fixated on you. you lean back on his bed, watching as könig excitedly begins to undress you until you're bare and exposed to him. his hands latch onto your breasts with his lips wrapped around your nipples, feeling as they stiffen against his tongue.

könig makes no effort to put himself inside of you. he's too eager for that sweet, sweet release that instead of taking the time to prepare you, he grinds against you instead. he rubs his hard boner against your thighs before sliding his dick between them, rocking his hips back and forth at the stimulation against his sensitive tip while suckling on your nipples.

“fuck, you’re too good to me, mein herz.” he huffs out gutturally m through heavy, deep breaths and groans. könig pulls away from your nipple, gazing down at you before deciding that it would be a better decision to thigh fuck you in front of a mirror, so he can play and toy with your nipples while thrusting between your soft, comfortable thighs.

the sight of your reflection has könig breathless. he rocks his broad and sturdy hips back and forth, leaving hickeys on your bare nape while rolling his calloused thumb over your hardened buds. he digs his teeth into your skin as he inches closer to his orgasm. the head of his bulbous, swollen cock weeps out beads of his arousal, smeared across your soft skin.

he'll leave love bites along your gorgeous body, taking in the beautiful sight of your thighs covered in his creamy load.

[shaisuki]

okay what if bully!Miya twins and bully!suna caught reader riding someone else in the locker room what do you think would happen next -😶‍🌫️anon

the betrayal.

it took a mere seconds before it sinks into the very realization that you're being impaled by an another huge cock that isn't theirs and worst of all in the locker rooms where they usually make you take their cocks and cum all over you as much as they like.

there's faint sound of skin to skin contact and it gets louder as they got closer and when they take a peek to the door slightly cracked open they get the surprise of their life.

you, their manager that have been with them for almost a year is riding someone's cock that is not theirs. it was obvious it was you. there's no other girls in the school who had a back like you. adorned with the extra weight you carry and the soft layers of flesh that are stacked is currently rippling from the impact. your fat pussy is split open while the cock of the person you're bouncing in disappears with every thrust. your ass is mesmerizing in this angle and from the looks of it you like it very much. soft mewls spilling out from you. head thrown back from how good the cock was stuffing your cunt. stretched from the girth and cum is already running down in the length.

they remained silent. not daring to make a sound. suna pulls his cellphone out making sure it was recorded. the twins are dead silent. staring daggers at your back but can't deny how you beautifully takes someone's cock. they know it's going to be and seeing this another perspective of you is definitely the one they need. standing behind the doors like the fucking loser they are isn't somehow how this should go.

they can hear moaning the same words again and again. “fuck!” the curse rolling in your tongue like it's natural. it's hot the way you say it and your moans increased when the guy suddenly holds your hips. stunting your movements. it was like a sudden pause and then a flash forward. he began thrusting his large cock to your gushing fat cunt. a broken moan came spilling and the curse you were spitting earlier changed. “that's it! oh m— i'm cumming — cumming!”

the obscene noises of your guts being rearranged lewdly echoed in the small room. they see how your cunt squirt a clear liquid and damn fuck. you fucking squirted they realized.

you were now panting. rolling your hips in a slow manner. holding hands with the guy who just had made you squirt. moaning softly as you teasingly bounce on his cock that it still rock hard nestled in your fat pussy.

he arched his back before lifting his upper body. hands wandering on your back. his head leveled to your chest. there's a purring sound akin to a cat coming from you from the feeling of his lips brushing to your chest sucking marks and you can't help but to tighten around him. turned on from the nth time after being fucked by him. your arms are in his shoulder, your fingers in the strands of his hair. he looks up to you and both locked in an intimate gaze before dipping for a kiss. moaning softly at each other's lips and his hands are on your plush waist. slowly bouncing you back in his length. breaking the kiss, he smiles before returning to suck the supple skin of your chest. you let him do that.

they stayed in the same position not often blinking. trying to memorize and burn the memory of you being fucked. it's clear that you enjoy it and the other guy. you hugged him closer and that's when you slowly turned around. your hair's a mess and your face reeling from the pleasure. they know you see them and that's when you said the words.

“like what you see?”

it was meant for them and the guy assumed it's for him. still covered by your back he hums. “ahh~” it was intentionally loud when you moaned still looking at the crack of the door where you see them peeking.

they realized one thing after you done that. getting back from being ravaged by that son of a bitch and your moans gets louder.

they realize that you can play your own cards too.