#moon x chubby reader

[gemini-sensei]

reader calling moon mommy for the first time… and she goes absolutely feral. she didn’t mean for it to slip out when moon was knuckle-deep inside her, but she’s moaning out her name and absent mindedly whines out ‘mommy’. moon goes harder and doubles down on the praises, telling her that she’s being ‘such a good girl’ and that she’s ‘making mommy so proud’

She'd be such a good mommy dom and not even know it until Reader accidentally points it out 🤭

She gives so much praise to Reader for being such a good girl and listening go mommy as she finger fucks her like never before. It gives her so much power to be a mommy dom but she won't abuse that power. She just wears Reader know that she's the best mommy naturally. And hearing Reader whine out and mumble "mommy" gets her going, ugh! She loves it.

Whenever Reader listens to her, follows her instructions, and is basically just a good girl, she makes sure Reader knows how proud she is. "For making mommy so proud, you deserve a reward," she says and pulls out a new strap.

Material rewards are nice, a new toy or something sexy, but it doesn't compare to Moon using her mouth on Reader to make her come. Many, many times.

She'll hold Reader legs open, fingers digging just to the fat of her thighs, and eat her out like her life depends on it. She wants to hear a chorus of mommy's leave Reader's lips over and over again, like a song made just for her. God, she'd love it. It'd make her so wet, too.

When she sits of Reader's face, this si where she tells her she can earn her reward. "Give mommy a nice orgasm and then I'll give you your new toy~"

She's just such a good mommy.

[sensei-venus]

(Unedited) ( @gemini-sensei ) (Moskowitz Twin Au!, Hawk/Moon Eli/Reader Moon/Reader)

The boys would probably be a little scared the first time they talked about letting their girlfriends meet.

Hawk may seem like he doesn't give a fuck about a lot of stuff, but that had him nervous. He doesn't hang out wothhis twin a lot, they still run in different friend groups. But he still wanted bis girlfriend, Moon, to hopefully get along with Eli’s girlfriend Reader. Maybe it was a twin thing but they really needed their girlfriends to at least get along with each other. It would be a nightmare if they didn't.

Luckily they do get along!

The minute Moon meets Reader she is infatuated with the girl. When Hawk tried describing the girl Moon was under the impression she was shy. But after meeting her she finds out she's just quiet, she loves doing more extravorted things and going on adventures. She’s also just super nice which Moon loves. Whenever the boys can't go out with them they end up going out together to hang out. Moon loves to take her to the mall or just to go shopping. Sometimes they go to the park together or out to eat. They just love spending time with each other even if the boys aren't with them. They end up becoming besties very fast.

Which is how they ended up in Moon’s room one day kissing on her bed.

At first, Reader doesn't want to. The minute Moon slowly starts feeling her up she tries to back out. She loves Eli and she likes Hawk, she couldn't betray them like that. Not sitting there and making out with her boyfriend's twin brothers girlfriends. But then Moon says “Hawk knows I like you, like more then a normal friend. He won't be mad at me and I doubt Eli will have a problem with it. It's just a little kissing~” her words sink in. Reader gulps as Moon starts kissing up her exposed neckline. Maybe she was right, it was just some kissing right? Moon wasn't asking for to much. And it felt so good to have her best friend touching her all over with nice soft kisses.

So she gives in and let's Moon slowly kiss her on the lips.

It's soft with a touch of warmth too it which has her shivering. It's similer it the way Eli kisses her which is something she loves. Eli is so gentle just like Moon is being. She can't help but hang on to her as they slowly start to make out.

They don't hear the small creak of Moon’s door opening. The Twins watch in awe as their girlfriends kiss each other on the plush bed. Hawk is smirking while Eli just has a hand over his mouth while watching them. He covers the small squeak that leaves his mouth with his hands.

Reader’s eyes only flutter open a little while Moon licks at her bottom lip, but it's enough to catch a glimpse of the twin in the doorway. She gasps into the kiss and quickly pulls away from the other girl. Moon just cocks her head before looking back to see what Reader is staring at. She gives a small grin while looking at Hawk. Mischief playing in her eyes.

“Oh I'm sorry I should have invited you guys over before we started.” she says simply.

“Eli I didn'— I promise, I didn't mean to!”

“I-its okay Reader….I kinda like watching you kiss Moon. If you're enjoying it you can keep going, I don't mind watching you two kiss.” Eli says shyly, cheeks still warm and red from watching the two of them just moments ago

Hawk smirks and leads against the door “Feel free to keep going. I don't mind sharing my girlfriend with you at all. Twins shear all the time, and me and Eli are fine letting you to go at it any time you want. Well, more than likely we would like to be there though. It's only fair of course that we get to see our pretty girlfriends go at it.”

Reader feel hot as Moon turns to smirk at her. Slowly she starts to kiss along her jaw while the boys watch in the background.

This was definitely something new to put down in her brain somewhere.

[wherenymphsroam]

I READ DAD BOD LEON AND LIKE JDFKD imagine praising him and getting him all flustered and needy and just 😭 he is such a hottie I NEED HIM sorry im just a lil feral abt him

GRAHHHH YES !!!!

cw: leon finally in his retirement era ??? (probably not canon but we can only hope), chubby leon, older leon, body worship, very light scent thing, a messy blowjob, he’s insecure at first the poor thing, uhhhh not proofread <3

w/c: 1.5k

like, leon is sooooo relieved when he’s (somehow) allowed to retire. genuinely probably just passes out for a good couple of days, drowsy and catching up on years of sleep he missed for a month or so. takes things day by day, waning contentedly through different hobbies, interests, just trying to like…. find his personality back after basically becoming the governments dog for the most of his adult life.

and some things really like … don’t click at first.

that he’s not nearly as active without the physically demanding day to day. the mission every other month or so that sheds him of all his bodies resources, the ones that basically force upon him that consistently low body fat percentage. sure, he still works out because at this point, it’s weird Not To after putting in so much physical work for so long.

but he’s older now, his metabolism has changed. commercial gyms don’t exactly offer the same amount of intensity that his body is so used to having to work through. and naturally, parts of him grow complacent. he eats more, rightfully so. actually has the time to go out to eat on a consistent basis, and doordash is viewed as a god sent app.

he doesn’t really notice the pounds that have crept up on him until suddenly his favorite pair of jeans doesn’t need a belt to keep them up anymore. it’s when he tucks in his shirt for a more upscale night out that he realizes his button down is more fitted against him than maybe it was the last time he dug out his nicer clothes.

but once he realizes it, he shies away from it, avoids changing in front of mirrors. and when he starts refusing to change in front of you that you notice.

sure, leon was always attractive in your eyes. but it was never the muscles, the trim ‘v’ of his waistline that kept you around. you loved him, genuinely so. and to have him around more often, able to revel in some of the domestic things you couldn’t exactly soak up when he was still an agent? it’s like heaven on earth with him.

so when you notice the slight increase in his weight — the softness that begins to pad his strong biceps when he wraps his arms around you from behind, the extra bit you’re able to hold onto when you hug him — you don’t point it out. it’s welcomed, has you touching him a bit more than maybe necessary nowadays.

the first time he abruptly turns around when you walk in while he was changing, you don’t question it. it’s when he starts to dim the lights before the two of you topple onto the bed in a passionate display that you grow suspicious. your last straw is plucked when he starts coming to bed with a shirt on. an oversized one at that. he had never worn shirts to bed before, always complained about the materials feeling against him becoming irritating throughout the night.

he tries to deny when you first confront him. plays off the way the newfound pliant skin of his sides swells out over the top of his jeans waistband. shakes his head and makes a face at you, even goes so far as to roll his eyes when you reason with him, pointing out his recent ‘preference’ of keeping the lights lower when you fuck.

“I think you’re imagining this, sweetheart. I’m still sexy,” he reasons cheekily, trying to distract you with his cheesy nature.

“I didn’t say you’re not sexy,” you sigh, shaking your head. “You’re definitely still sexy. I’m just saying you look sexy with the extra bit on you,” you hum, leaning against the bedroom door.

it takes Leon a second, trying to allow ‘sexiness’ and ‘weight’ to coexist in his head. at least not in terms of himself. he loved women, all shapes and bodies and weights included. it was a no brainer to say that yes, your logic that sexiness could coexist with more weight was correct. but on him…? he’s Leon Kennedy. he’s not fat.

“Nor am I saying you’re fat, not by a long shot,” you continue, knowing all too well what that look on his face meant. the one he wore when he was thinking too hard about something.

he tries not to flinch when your hands reach out, capturing his sides. tries to stifle the sound that wants to escape when he realizes how much more sensitive the skin there is now with the extra weight. but the pounding of his heart and heat emanating off his body tells you all you need to know. so you continue.

you’re unashamed in how you explore how pliant his sides are now, in how you trace along where the firm cut lines of his abs formerly were. gently pinching and filling your fingers with the extra skin that lies over his lower abdomen, flattening your palm over the swell there and letting it fill your palm. his breath hitches, hands twitching at his sides, itching to slide your hands off him. he yearns to step out of your grasp, but knows that’ll be too telling. so he lets you continue, let’s you have your fun.

the button of his jeans pops audibly, and it’s clear that maybe he’s gonna have to let his favorite pair go pretty soon. but that’s okay. it’s obvious how okay it is when you slide his shirt up, up, up and out of the way. when your lips finds his sternum, trailing up and down its length before moving on to his pecs. silently appreciating how they’ve swelled a bit, how the hair that scatters across his skin has seemingly spread more. you tuck your nose in, inhaling him appreciatively when you slide your fingers under the waistband of his jeans, start to shimmy the denim down.

and oh god, you’re slowly lowering yourself, letting your lips ghost over his stomach now. you’ve grown sloppier, greedier in how you lick up the salt of his skin, bite into and suck at the pliant flesh. as if a fever had overcome you.

and really, that’s not all that far fetched of an idea. it was like you were seeing him naked for the first time all over again. except he’s softer, warmer… easier to paw and play with. responsive when your hands knead at his sides, his pecs. breathless and panting when he realizes his nipples are more sensitive for some reason when you drag the pads of your thumbs over them.

he could’ve gone bright pink when you ask him to strip completely. in front of the mirror no less. but he obliges, although begrudgingly. maybe a bit more hesitantly when you roll your desk chair over in front of the floor to ceiling mirror, instructing him to sit down. but that dissolves when you settle on your knees in front of it, as if sweetening the deal.

he doesn’t expect you to be so …. eager when you finally get yours hands on him. but fuck does he look good. softened thighs spread, the perfect mix between strong and soft in front of you. his soft cock, laid oh so prettily between them, ever so full balls nestled there. you really can’t help how quickly you find yourself burying your face into him, breathing him in and mouthing at his thighs.

your hands are greedy, so very greedy in how you grab at him. his thighs, the stomach that’s started to rest on them. his pecs you reach up to paw at when you realize they’ve started to create a crease between his chest and his stomach from below.

and at first, he doesn’t believe you when you tell him he looks even better like this. that if anything, you prefer him like this. doesn’t want to hear it when you try to coax him into repeating affirmations about himself, keeps his eyes off his reflection in the mirror.

but of course, he’s a weak man. you’re sat on your knees between his spread thighs, your ass practically begging to be ogled in those jeans.

and that’s what he focuses on at first. tries not to notice how you have to tilt your head slightly when you take him in your mouth, how you have to hold his tummy when you suck him off to keep it from inhabiting how far down you can get on his length. but as the heat in his body grows, as you get sloppier with spit dribbling down your chin, he has no choice but to look down at you.

and at that point, he can’t find it in him to care about the swell of his lower abdomen. he isn’t very worried about how much more space his thighs take up on the chair when you dip one of his balls into your mouth, licking and warming and soaking them in your feverish attempt to make him feel how sexy he is to you.

but by the time he’s coming ropes onto your pretty face, he finally gives in. finally obliges you fully and admits that maybe… maybe he was still sexy as fuck. maybe he did look better, healthier with the retirement weight on him.

[oddballwriter]

Jake with plus sized/chubby reader.

Steven with plus sized/chubby reader.

Marc with a plus sized/chubby reader.

I just know they like them like that.

I want all my chubby/plus sized followers to know that the moon boys would love you.

[didi-writes]

♡ 𝆬   Sundrop x chubby!reader headcanons

characters : 769

notes : been thinking about this for a while so decided to write them :P not proofread so sorry for any grammar mistakes, hope u enjoy anyways ♡

fluff + gender neutral reader, sun and reader have a romantic relationship

- Literally head over heels, he stares at you like all the time (maybe a bit creepy but he just adores you)

- Loves loves loves your stomach, he thinks it's adorable and likes laying down on it

- He reminds you of how beautiful/handsome he thinks you are everyday, always calling you his sunshine and making sure you know he loves you for you

- Will sit for hours complimenting and comforting you if you were to have a bad body image day or feel insecure about anything

- If you were to have chubby cheeks he would love squishing and pinching them, he thinks it's absolutely adorable and will probably squish and pinch them any time he can

- He loves tickling you as well, loves hearing your laugh and seeing u flustered. If you're happy, he's happy

- Another thing Sun loves doing is drawing pictures for you, just silly little drawings with writings like "I love you sunshine", " your beauty/handsomeness blinds me" , "sun + y/n = ❤" he loves making the drawings and is ecstatic if you were to keep each and every one of them.

- He is very clingy as well and needs to hug or be around you at all times, especially hugging you because he loves your warmth and body

- Will literally go off at anyone who has a negative opinion on you or your body, he's very protective and hates to see his sunshine upset by rude people

thank you for reading,, have a good day or night ᰔᩚ

[starswimmingart]

Some doodles for my (possible?) first ever fic, a selkie y/n DA au where you, dear reader, are the selkie, and the DA’s (one in each body this time!) are oceanic exploratory robots built to gather research and study! However, the owner of the coporation funding these robots, might not exactly have the best interests in mind, completely unknown to the DA’s..  not sure what to call it yet so for now it’ll just be The Selkie Search!

[admrlthundrbolt]

Electric Love (Guzma x Chubby Reader)

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To say that Guzma hated you would be a lie, but he wasn't going to tell you that. It also didn't help that you were Nanu's granddaughter and deputy. Guess he'll just have to be content with being your rival.

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Hi guys, I'm back at it again. I may have been watching some pokemon play throughs recently. So I was inspired to write for my favorite boneheaded thug bug trainer. It came out a bit more angsty than anticipated. Anywho hope you enjoy.

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Growing up together you were inseparable. Both of you wanting to escape your families. You from the pressure that they placed on you. Him from the abuse of his father. It was a wonderful friendship. Until you drifted apart that is.

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As Joltik set out it's final discharge you waited with held breath. Golisopod stood for one moment then two, but on the third he fell forward. Causing you to cheer and run to scoop your pokemon into a hug.

Guzma huffed and returned the large bug to it's ball. Glancing your way, he had a memory of a time when he would cheer with you. Though your next comment soured the thought.

“The bug king himself getting taken down by a cute little spider.” Your gloating was short lived as you noticed the scowl on his face. “Hey now, don’t beat yourself up to bad. It was just a friendly match afterall.”

While what you said was true, that didn’t make the loss sting any less. “Whatever, at least I’m not handed my pokemon.” He slumped a bit more at the jab.

You reeled at the accusation. “Hey asshole, I traded for my Joltik. It’s not my fault that you’re so stuck in your little pity party that you don’t seek out new horizons.” Clutching your beloved arachnid closer, you bristled further. “We're not kids anymore Guzma, you can choose your own path.”

He let out a bitter cackle at that. “Ya’ know, that rich coming from you.” He stepped forward and leaned into your face. “Consider'n how much of a choice you’ve had in your life. Isn’t that right, Deputy.” As the final word left his lips, he felt a stinging pain on his cheek.

He watched as you yanked your hand back. Tears welled in your eyes as your hand started reaching back towards him. Then you returned Joltik to its pokeball and darted away.

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Hearing the front door open, Nanu looked up from the paperwork he had been occupied with. He went to greet you, but didn't have a chance. You sprinted through the house and to your room.

Thinking of a way to help and get you in a talking mood. He made his way to the kitchen. What better way to show his gratitude for his granddaughter housing him than some homemade hot chocolate.

A soft knock sounded from your door, startling you from your brooding. “I got some hot chocolate, if your interested that is.”

Heaving yourself off the bed, you opened the door. Without looking at him, hoping he wouldn't notice your puffy eyes, you held a hand out. “Thank you.” When he didn't give you the mug, you chanced a glance at him.

His brow was furrowed, while the rest of his features were soft. “Actually, I’d like to come in.”

Knowing this expression, even if you hadn’t seen it much in your life. You nodded and made your way back over to the bed, sitting down.

Bringing the drink to you, he sat near by on the bed. “So, what happened?”

Heaving a heavy sigh, you thought of how to put it. Your grandpa knew you had a rocky relationship with Guzma. But it always hurt to talk about just how far you had drifted apart. Other than the occasional battle, each of you trying to one up the other. There wasn't much interaction between the two of you. Deciding that the weight in your chest was only making you depressed, you said. “I had a battle with Guzma.”

With a nod, he sipped from his own mug. “I thought so. Do you want to tell me about it?”

At his offer words started tumbling out of your mouth. The excitement of winning, with a bug type pokemon to boot. The conversation that followed, going from taunting to insulting. Leading into the slap. When describing it, you eyes began to water once more. “I just don’t understand why things can’t be like they used to.” Sniffing, you rubbed at your eyes.

He hated seeing you so upset. Especially over a punk like Guzma. But he also knew how you felt. And from what he had heard around the island, the feeling was mutual. You were both just to stubborn to realize it. Putting an arm around you, he tucked you into his shoulder. “Your not kids anymore, even if you still act like it sometimes.” He smiled at your chuckle. “But have you ever had a conversation with him about how you feel.” When you made a noise of protest he said. “That didn't start with a pokemon battle?”

You took a moment to ponder that. “To be honest no.”

He gave you a quick side hug and stood. Walking out the door he threw one more bit of advice over his shoulder. “Then maybe that's where to start.”

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Stomping into the hideout kitchen, he throws the freezer open. While looking for a bag of peas or something, he was started by a sudden cough. Trying to hide his red cheek, by turning the other half of his face, he saw Plumeria.

She scowled at him. “Any reason why you’re making so much noise.” Even though it was an accusation, she was concerned. He may be a bit of an idiot and a thug. But he took her in and was like a brother to her.

Grunting he turned back to the freezer. Mentally cheering when he found a random bag of veggies. Placing it against his face, while trying not to whince, you were stronger than he gave credit for. Ever since you were kids, he always considered you a marshmallow, soft and harmless. But with the power you could put behind a slap, he had a new perspective on your strength. Still as he slumped in a near by chair, he couldn't help but day dream about your figure.

You had never quite grew out of your chubby cheeks. That being said, you did fill out in a major way.

“zma, Guzma!”

“Huh?” He sent a dazed look her way, realizing that she was calling out to him.

She shook her head in exasperation. “What happened? You come back stomping around and putting frozen carrots on your face. Then you act like you can’t even hear me." Crossing her arms, she impatiently waited for an explanation.

Throwing his head back, he pinched the bridge of his nose. “I had a battle with (Y/N).”

“Pokemon or physical, because from the looks of things it was worse than usual.” She wanted to scream at him for being so stubborn. They were the definition of opposites attract. If they could just realize that they’re making things harder on themselves and confess. Things would work out so much better.

Instead she got to listen to his recounting of the altercation. Of course he would lash out and not expect there to be consequences. “Have you ever thought of just saying good job and moving on from the battle. Maybe even having a conversation that doesn't involve pokemon.”

He shook his head. “It’s gotten to the point that a battle is the only way we can talk.”

“Then why don’t you find her after leaving your pokemon behind? Look I know that a lot has changed, but you used to be a huge part of each other’s lives. Wouldn't it be nice to have some of that back?”

With shoulders sagging more than usual, he tossed the carrots back in the freezer. “I’ll think about it. Thanks Plum.” Then made his way to repay the interaction in bed. He really was an idiot sometimes.

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It wasn’t until about a week later that you saw each other again. Running into each other at a small Cafe. He was already seated at a small booth. You hesitated when you spotted him, but steeled your nerves and sat in front of him.

His head darted towards you, an annoyed insult on his lips. Just who thought they could intrude on his time. Seeing it was you, made the words catch in his throat.

Your face flushed a bit at the look he gave you. “I’m sorry.”

Brow furrowing at the sudden apology, he said. “Uh, what?”

You placed down the drink and cake you had ordered. “I’m sorry, for hitting you. I lashed out instead of talking things through. It was childish of me.” Pushing the cake his way, you waited.

Narrowing his eyes at the treat he sighed. “Nah I was be'n a jerk.” He slid the cake back towards you. “Besides I’m not into sweets.”

A laugh burst from you. “Guz, do you not remember when you ate half the cupcakes at your tenth birthday. You were so sick that night.”

He smiled, happy to hear your laugh again. “Hey, that was your fault. If you hadn’t dared me it wouldn't have happened.” Waiving over a waiter, he asked for another fork. “Let’s just share.”

As you shared the cake and stories from your childhood, smiles beamed on your faces. Neither of you thought of battle in this moment. Only enjoying the time that you were spending together.

As the light became dimmer in the window you were seated by, you checked your watch. “It’s almost dinner time. I should get going.” Both satnding, you took a chance. Stepping forward you gave him a hug. “I had a really nice time today.”

Startled it took him a moment to hug you back. But as his arms surrounded you, he couldn't help thinking about how right it felt. Separating, as much as he didn't want to, he gazed down at you. “Me too. Would you want to do it again sometime?” He worried at how fast his heart was beating. Almost like it wanted to leap from his chest.

“Absolutely, you free this weekend?”

It wouldn't matter, he would clear anything off his schedule to spend time with you. “Yeah, what were you thinking?”

When you parted ways, Plumeria and Nanu knew something had happened. There was no other reason for the love sick smiles that wouldn’t leave your faces.

[hantenguclonesimp-minuszoha]

Fuck me daddies! (PT1)

Hantengu Clones × Fem!Chubby!Reader [smut]

Y/N = Your Name

Edit: grammar corrections (do tell if there are some)

Plot: 𝙿𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝, 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 😉

"Grmf!" To say that having four horny demons (despite quite literally only able to feel one emotion) ravage all your holes like this feels good, is one hell of an understatement. Your throat is being abused by the most depressing one, front by the most aggressive, back by the most mischievous, and one getting pleasured by your hand in which he can't help throb out of pure pleasure. Karaku pounds your fat ass like a dog in heat, panting loudly at the warm feeling that lovely interior of yours provides for his hungry dick. "Look at her! This little princess is taking us a lot better than expected." The sharp, almost mocking laughter of the laid-back Karaku rings out throughout sexually tense room before he ramming into your rear mercilessly. That feeling of a needy dick taking your ass couldn't be better. It rubbed itself within the tightness of your hole, soaking in every bit of warmth and more all while filling that hollowness within you. You soon felt a sudden hard slap on your cheek followed by the sound of Karaku's mocking giggles mixed with a good portions of his groans and the slapping of his skin against yours. "Oh yeah, keep it up, princess..." He couldn't be having more fun than now and the view wasn't something he'd forget anytime soon.

Meanwhile, your already tired throat is still getting abused by Aizetsu's raging dick. Out of all of them, he is definitely the most quiet, but by far roughest. His roughness is almost enough to match Sekido, but not quite considering the many times Sekido has 'relieved' his stress using your body. Aizetsu's grip on your head is firm while he uses your mouth as his personal fleshlight. He groaned quietly at the way you were able to fully take in his length all the way into your throat, all while having choked only a few times. The warm feeling within your mouth felt so good and that talented tongue of yours was the cherry on top. At the same time, the light graze of your teeth against his length was all he needed to keep himself going. As for you, you devoured that thing as if it were your last meal on this earth. Your tongue slid up and down his length all the way to the tip creating lewd sounds you thought you couldn't make. Your mouth would take every last drop of his delicious, salty seed whether you liked it or not and Aizetsu would make sure of that. "You're taking it better th- ngh last time... Hng." Aizetsu remarked, some of his moaned having slipped through in the process. Not like he really cares though. "Yeah! Ghh! She's better than last time! Ah! Good job princess!" Urogi remarks with his usual joyous tone, his moans also having slipped through at the wonderous feeling of those soft fingers of yours. He was almost if not already drooling and sticking out his marked tongue at your hand alone. He couldn't wait to feel all the other three holes or at least one where he could feel some warmth and violently shove himself into. Just hope it isn't your mouth. Sekido however, remained quiet (with some low grunts, groans and moans), simply focusing pushing his own needy length into your moist entrance.

Back to Aizetsu, his second hand seemed to come into play as it was squeezing the cheeks of your red, tear and snot stained face. His express remained mostly depressed yet with hints of pleasure as well. The sight of of your eyes and the way your pretty little mouth took him in caused him to violently shove your head against him. You gagged, yes, but that didn't stop the loud sucking on his that fat dick of his. "Don't be dramatic, I didn't even- mng go that h-hard." Just as mean and brutal as Sekido. You swear you could almost taste his cum. He was so damn erect it hurt, but the spit managed to numb it for you by the slightest minimum.

"Ah-Ah fuck! Keep it up, princess! Uhn" Urogi was being the noisiest, especially with how loudly his wings fluttered. Hell, even a few feathers fell out as he pumped his hips into the soft, yet firm grip of your hand. Thanks to his pre-cum, he had been moistened up and him being the energetic avian, he had to resist using his talons to grab and grope you. He did however, hold onto your wrist and increased the pacing himself, cursing between pants and moans. His tongue was out, licking his drool and cleaning his mouth and chin (mostly) while his eyes were nothing but hazed with lust for that delicious thick woman lying infront of him. He watched as the flesh of your plump rear jiggled with each of Karaku's thrust, watched how Sekido sucked in those fat breasts of yours, how you gulped down Aizetsu's fat cock like the princess you are, just wishing for their turn to end so he can switch with either of them. "Mrgf...!" The sight of the woman he 'loves' getting fucked senseless was enough for him to stay hard. He's not a patient demon, but for a delicious snack like this, he'll gladly wait.

Sekido however, could care less what the others felt, that feeling of that tight flower of yours squeezing his eager dick made him think about nothing but himself and you. He was sure he leaked some of his pre-cum, but couldn't care, it would be even better if he were to be the one to possibly get you pregnant. He'd breed the fuck out of you if that was the case. With you however, if you could scream, you would. You'd scream until you lost your voice. That's how good Sekido was. Every damn spot felt almost electrifying, though you hoped he didn't use his powers. Lord knows what would happen to that delicate part of yours, especially since your only a human. His tip hit multiple sweet spots at once causing you to moan into Aizetsu's dick. He for one did not care if you couldn't take it anymore, those tight, hollow insides just need someone to fill them and he would be more than glad to be that someone. "Mff! Fmgh!" Everytime he would suck on each of your hardened buds, his tongue would somehow make it feel like he did it for the first time again and again and again. The amount of bitemarks on your body were too much to count. Some on your rear, between your thighs, a lot on your torso (especially near your breasts), and arms. All that to show others to back up.

"Alright. Switch."

~~~~~~~~~

♤A/N♡

Hope you horny mfers enjoyed that one cuz damn... I wish I could be done like that by those teletubbie fucks

[keenzinemugstudent]

Okay but has anyone made a sub Steven Grant x Tall reader, maybe the moon boys x tall reader story yet or I'm just looking hard enough? I would write it but lord I can't id faint form embarrassment

[yand3r3-everything]

Comfort Idea

warnings: plus-size adult reader, being physically picked up, a few very brief self-negative thought mentions

No virus au. Good but tired Vanessa mentioned

A self-indulgent idea, but yandere Sun and Moon (or even not yandere) would absolutely adore someone plus-sized. No matter how many times you try to deny them in picking you up for fear of breaking them, they’ll do it easily anyways to prove you wrong. Sun does it to show you don’t have to worry, and to try making you not feel so bad about yourself. Moon does it from taking it as a challenge. He’s greatly annoyed when you still think about it and bring it up even after he proved he easily can. 

Sun absolutely loves to give piggyback rides, enjoying your front pressed so closely on his back. The princess carry is a very close second favorite. You wouldn’t be able to believe how many times he’s gotten the kids in on having him carry you. 

Moon loves to slug you over his shoulder and walk around like that after he hears you say something (or multiple things) negative about yourself (more than once has squeezed your ass too). He wont let you down until you say something good about yourself. Even then he can’t guarantee he’ll set you down. He’s walked around like that after hours in the pizza plex more than a handful of times. At first the other animatronics were weirded out and concerned, but it’s happened so often that now you just gotta say “punishment for bad thoughts again.” 

Vanessa was beyond weirded out the first time it happened too. She just shook her head, too tired to handle or deal with it. “Just don’t let them get hurt if there is ever an intruder.” 

Not like Moon would let them in the first place. They’d never live to tell the tale if they tried. 

And heaven forbid someone tries to talk down on you with either attendant. Moon will lift you up then and there, pressing you against him with just one hand, giving the person the middle finger with the other. 

Believe it or not, Sun easily manages to completely humiliate the person right there, while having you in a princess carry. Security and others gave up trying to get them away from you from being lifted

[artemisthewh0re]

BEGGING FOR OSCAR ISAAC SMUT PLWASSEEEE

Pretty Please

Steven Grant x Chubby Black Reader

Warnings: Submissive/passive male, body worship, blowjobs, PiV, stuttering (💦), creaming/squirting, and creampie

A/N: Your prayers have been answered. I haven't done a submissive male smut before so this probably isn't that good but who cares. Steven>>>Marc

"Come on Steven, it's okay to be shy," you pur, a sense of cunning seduction in your eyes.

Steven's eyes are wide with bewilderment, his jaw is practically on the floor. You can't help but giggle at his face as you look up at him from between his legs.

"It's been awhile…Actually I've never--"

You cut him off by putting your index finger over his lips.

"Shhhh I'll take good care of you. I promise." Steven's cock is already hard but those words are his breaking point. If it could, his dick would've broken through his half-zipped pants. Your fingers dance around his bulge before relieving Steven of his pants. You hear a hiss escape his lips as you free him from his boxers.

"Are you sure about this? I mean it's only the first date, we don't--"

"Steven, do you want me to suck your dick?" You interrupt.

"Oh God yes," he sputters out in a hurry.

"Ask nicely."

"Can you suck my cock?" You raise an eyebrow waiting for more. "Pretty please?" You oblige him and run along stripe down the shaft with your tongue.

"Oh fuck," Steven whispers, eyes rolled far into the back of his head. Your tongue explores his tip with ease, gliding up and down the slit before fully taking him in. Steven releases a heavenly moan but quickly slaps his hand over his mouth.

"Don't stop, I like the sounds you make," you tease before taking his entire length down your throat. You gag a little as it gets close to your uvula.

"Oh god I'm not gonna be able to last much longer," Steven blurts out. His eyes look scared of what's coming next. You add both your hands to his shaft and focus your mouth solely on the tip, making it as sloppy as possible. Steven grips the cushion of the couch as he lets out a moan from deep within his chest. Warm translucent liquid hits your tongue as you continue to work your mouth around him.

"HOLY CHRIST," he exclaims as he releases his load. "You're amazing." He looks down at you and brings your face to his. Adoring kisses are placed across your face as you lift up off the floor and onto Steven's lap. He slides easily into your soaking pussy, hitting all the right places as you start to ride him.

"God you're heavenly." Steven roams every curve of your body, staring in awe as the moonlight perfectly illuminates your dark skin. Your fingers entangle themselves in his dark curly hair and gently but firmly yank his head back so you can press kisses onto his throat.

Hips smash together in a desperate attempt to quickly reach an orgasm. Surprisingly Steven lasts longer than you but only by a few seconds. The feeling of you unraveling on him pushes him off the edge. His attempt to pull out is easily thwarted and he spills into your sopping cunt. You both take a moment to wake from your lustful haze, looking deep within his eyes. You could look at those eyes for the rest of your life.

[gemini-sensei]

Thinking about Yasmine, Moon and Reader who are best friends but they are way too close to just be best friends...

BFFs send lingerie pics to the gc don't they? Or feel each other up in the dressing room? Or make out while smoking weed, right?

[sensei-venus]

I have to get my wisdom teeth removed soon and I'm scared. Could you maybe do something with poly hawk and moon taking care of reader after she gets her wisdom teeth out and she's really loopy and frightened by a lot

(Unedited) (I tried really hard on this, but letting y’all know, I don't have wisdom teeth. Idk how or why but I don't so I don't have to worry about them.💀) (Mentions of blood & teeth pulling)

“Whyyyyy am I-here???” Reader moaned out around the multiple cotton balls that were shoved in her mouth. She whimpers and looks around the dentist's lobby. Her hand travels up to her face and over her cheeks.

It's quickly pulled away by Moon who just gently shushes her. Moon wants to laugh just a little but she knows Reader isn't all there. It wasn't right to laugh at the poor girl.

Hawk looks over at the two girls before signing the last of the paperwork from the dentist. He had to sign a few forms about the aftercare for Reader’s mouth. She had all over her wisdom teeth pulled in one sitting.

“Moonnnnyyy why does my face feel funny?? Can we get food? Pleeeesssd?” Reader starts to tear up as Moon starts to help get her standing. Hawk grabs the small aid kit the dentist staff gave him a long with pamphlet on how to take care of her gums, and a small prescription for some pay meds. Hopefully, Moon would keep the disoriented girl busy in the car while he ran into the local pharmacy to pick up her new meds. He watched as she struggled to move with Moon out of the lobby. He walked behind them just in case Reader tried to take a tumble.

Their girlfriend was still outing of it from the anesthesia.

Hawk slowly helped get her into the car with the help of Moon by his side. They struggled as she tried to borderline escape them. Trying to get out of the vehicle from the other side. He was quick to lock the door with his keys.

“Sweety calm down. We can get you yogurt when we get home. It's nice and cold and will feel so good on your gums.”

“My gums?? What's wrong with my gums?”

Hawk got into the car and started the engine. Keeping his eyes on the road he tried his best to listen to their conversation in the back seat. Moon sat next to the other girl stroking her thigh.

Suddenly Reader started to whimper and cry, making Hawk look back in the mirror.

“Why is there bloodddd?! Where are my teeth? Hawk, they took my teeth.”

“Babe, they pulled your wisdom teeth, the nice dentist said they had to go because they were starting to hurt you remember?”

“They stole my teeth!!” she sobbed as Moon tried her best to hold back a laugh. Hawk was in the same boat trying to keep his own laughter down. He coughed into his hand. His eyes go back to the road ahead of them. Luckily the trip to the pharmacy wasn't that long and Moon was able to talk Reader out of going inside with him.

Doing his best he grabbed a few extra ice packs and picked up her painkillers. He hoped that those would be enough to get her through the next week or two as she healed.

The ride back home was perfect besides Reader's occasional mumbling.

When they where finally back hike everything started to settle down. Reader was ushered in front of the tv in their room with a newly frozen ice pack and her first round of painkillers. Moon brought her the fluid and bottle she needed to clean out her raw and open gums. She helped remove the nasty blood and spot-soaked cotton balls from her mouth and the old gaze.

For once Hawk was happy that he had seen and dealt with a lot of nasty shit in karate. Most of the wounds and gross cuts he suffered in karate were nothing like this. But still, he felt trained enough to help wash Reader’s gums out. She moaned and tried to jerk away from him at first. But with some help, he was able to get her mouth and gums rinsed out.

Moon shivered as she caught a quick glance at the girl spitting out the gross red-tinted water into the small bowl they gave her.

“I love you guys~” Reader said as Moon stuffed a spoon full of half-frozen yogurt onto her mouth. Her eyes fluttered as the cool food passed over her sore gums. She slumped into the mound of pillows behind her.

Hawk grabbed the tv remote and scanned though one of their streaming apps. He found one of her favorite long movies and clicked it on for her. Lazily she opened her eyes a little and watched the intro startup. She smiled a little at the sound of the intro music and narration coming through the speakers. Moon spooned another mouth full of food into her mouth and cuddled up next to her.

Hawk felt a small smile creep onto his face. He pulled one of the blankets from the bottom of the bed and placed it over the two girls. Slowly he drifted over to them, sliding in next to Reader.

He sighed one last time as Reader cuddled onto his side. Her head rested on his chest as they watched the movie.

It was definitely going to be a long few weeks, but at least they had a crap ton of organic yogurt and painkillers.

[terry-perry]

Hey this is my best friend you can writing Steven grant x reader that the reader has insecurities for his body and Steven tells her how wonderful it is?

Notes of smut, but nothing graphic

You pulled off the control top with a sigh. When it was off completely, you looked at yourself in the mirror once more. Looking at yourself from the side, you couldn't help but scowl at the way your tummy drooped slightly. You ran your hands across the marks on the sides of your stomach and thighs.

Steven, meanwhile, watched you do this from the bed. He looked at you with a different set of eyes. Ones full of strong admiration and desire. He wished you could see what he saw. A wonderful body he couldn't stop touching whenever it was pressed up against him. He's never grown bored of your lovemaking, not when there was always parts of you he could get his hands on and give a sensual squeeze to.

You were like his personal goddess. It's why he found it so baffling that you could look at yourself with so much disappointment.

"Darling,"

You turned your attention to him, knowing the tone he was using. You still found it hard to believe that you found someone like him.

"Don't do this to yourself," he continued, getting up so he could walk over and wrap his arms around you. "Can't you see how gorgeous you are?"

As he kept his arms around you, he started to keep his hands busy by rubbing them along your sides. He kept looking at you through your reflections, no doubt what you were seeing contrasting. He needed to say more to you, talk to you about the way your curves drove him crazy. But as usual, he was at a loss as his fingers dug into your soft flesh. Only able to say one thing before deciding to give into his carnal urges.

"You're perfect,"

[whatstheoccasion]

YOUVE GIVEN ME THE GO AHEAD FOR LAWS EARRINGS NOW i am sorry (not really) but consider this: law's daughter who wants to get her ears pierced as soon as she hits her teenage years bc she's been so 😵‍💫😵‍💫 over her dad's piercings since forever! law's lowk a very Dramatic parent in my opinion who would secretly never want his kid to feel an inch of pain (he is Protective) and tries to dissuade her from getting them done but she gets the same piercings anyways! after recovering from the initial shock (how could she, why did you let her etc etc.) he actually loves them bc theyre matching!!!!1!1 ++ i can imagine the daughter as a toddler fiddling with his earrings bc theyre Shiny and Gold (and she has her priorities straight at shiny and gold things) whenever she wants like he could be giving bepo death threats while she just crawls into his lap and begins tugging at them and the polar bears just laughing his goddamn ass off bc how can he take law seriously when he's this close to yelping like a toddler himself

((also u are VERY right abt the astrology stuff how 😭😭 and whys an aries moon scary .... i watched dressrosa ages ago ive forgotten n i need to catch up to wano though ive been spoiled with almost everything of note LMAO )) -- 😹

kitten anon my beloved I'M DEVASTATED 💔 THIS IS SO CUTE I DON'T EVEN WANT TO ADD MORE TO THIS!!

but i will. lmao

listen. law would throw a FIT over his daughter getting piercings. before actually being a dad, he thought he would be chill about most things, he's a goddamned pirate captain after all, and he knows most things don't need to be made such a big deal out of. he thought he'll be a cool dad who just shrugs over things like tattoos and piercings, but. BUT.

this is his daughter he's talking about!! his baby!! a chubby little thing who loved to chew on his clothes and babble out the word 'papa' and snatch his earrings just yesterday!! what do you mean he's not in control of her actions anymore? surely this means he won't be able to protect her?

he's a drama king but please understand he just doesn't want his family hurt– even by a tiny disinfected needle. he's brooding in the outside, face in a pout and dark aura coming out of him, hands on his sword while he scowls at his crew, "who the hell let this happen?", like they're at fault for not watching over her, his daughter uselessly trying to calm him down.

once he gets over it, though, his chest feels warmth all over. he was always so scared of fucking up his kid, turning them into an irreparable mess, but. his daughter loves him enough to go through a little bit of pain just to match with him, and it's that thought that makes him smile before bed at night, your knowing eyes twinkling with victory because you know he's not upset anymore.

he'll never tell her how much he appreciates it, because he doesn't want to condone to her doing things he considers dangerous without his approval, but the next day he'll bring her medicine for her to take care of them and tell her that they look, *cough*, *scowl*, "good."

it's honestly his fault to begin with, because as a child he used to buy her every cute thing that caught his eyes. strawberry earrings, bobby pins with polar bear stickers, fluffy pink hair ties. he also dedicated a certain amount of his free time to customize her clothes so the three of you would subtly match– he spoiled her in his own ways. so, give him a few more days and she'll see in her room new earrings, ones made costumed by law. if someone compliments her in public abt her new piercings and she points at law saying, "thanks, it's a matching set with my dad!!" he'll feel so warm, they might just catch him smiling before he calls her out for talking to strangers 💀

he'll have a talk with her to tell her that if she ever wants to do more piercings, that she should come to him. he knows his stuff and he cleans anything he uses. with him, she won't get sick or infected, and since it's seemingly impossible to control her, might as well get it done by someone who knows what they're doing. "next time just come to me for these things," he says, face as serious as ever. she squeaks and thanks him, hugging his stiff form, "even tattoos?!" she beams. law grimaces, "don’t push it."

[littleoddwriter]

Arthur Harrow x Chubby!GenderNeutral!Reader | Headcanons

Hi there! Haven’t gotten any requests for him yet (not that it matters, I would have written these anyway), and so I decided to indulge myself and get this out of my system, heh. This is lowkey me venting and looking for comfort, so, yeah! More like a mini fic disguised as HC’s!

notes; Chubby!Gender Neutral!Reader; Insecurities; Self-Worth Issues; Self-Hatred; Implied/Referenced Disordered Eating; Emotional Hurt/Comfort; Kissing; Fluff.

Feeling bad about your body and yourself is an everyday thing for you, but sometimes it’s just worse. Your thoughts are worse, darker, meaner. The urge to not eat is strong.

You’re not particularly good at hiding how badly it’s affecting you one day and Arthur notices it. Of course he does - he’s very observant, after all. So, he asks what’s wrong. Why do you feel so bad?

At first you wouldn’t say a word and simply shake your head. But he keeps looking at you and you are aware of what you must look like and it disgusts you.

Thus, you say what’s on your mind. Those things are harsh words about yourself and the question of how he could even look at you, touch you, and love you.

In response, his eyes reflect compassion as he steps forward and cups your face in his hands, stroking his thumbs over your cheeks. He kisses your forehead and then your lips.

He explains that he loves you very much because of who you are. And who you are is made up of your body, yes, but also your personality, your thoughts, your opinions, your feelings, just everything about you. And he loves everything about you.

Arthur tells you how gorgeous you are to him. Your body is perfect the way it is. He wouldn’t change a single thing about it. After all, it is your body. How could it not be perfect to him?

There are no words to describe your gratitude or to respond to him without trying to ruin what he said, so you keep your mouth shut and simply kiss him ever so passionately.

He wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you closer. Your bodies are pressed together, you can feel his solid front against your softer one. Normally it would make you feel worse, but in this very moment you realise exactly what he’s saying and your thoughts turn nicer.

Even if it’s just for now, for this moment, that you feel better about yourself, you’re happy Arthur loves you and is there to remind you of it. Without him, you would have just kept spiralling, after all.