#plus size maternity clothes

[comfymommy]

Big Cactus Print Maternity Robe and Swaddle Set - Matching Dad Shirt - Personalized Baby Hat |Comfy Mummy

Explore the perfect family hospital matching outfit in our Big Cactus Swaddle Print collection at ComfyMommyShop. Discover our maternity robe and swaddle set, including a matching dad shirt and personalized baby hat. Create cherished memories with our mommy and baby robe and swaddle sets.

[shoplatestkidswearonline]

Buy Maternity Wear Online at Mothercare India

Maternity Wear: Buy comfortable maternity clothing online at Mothercare India. Watch the video for more information. 

[newyorkthegoldenage]

Lane Bryant was founded in New York in 1904 as a shop for standard-sized women. When a pregnant customer asked the proprietor, Lena Bryant (the bank officer who opened her account had misspelled her name), to make a "presentable but comfortable" dress for her, it was the first commercially available maternity dress.

When measuring her customers, Bryant realized the need for clothing for those who needed larger sizes than those usually available. So she began to stock them, and the first "plus size" clothing was available. Business boomed. It became a chain, which now has 448 stores in 46 states.

The ad on the left appeared in the NY Times in 1923 and the one on the right in 1925. I like the line, "If you are not slender." Better than "stout" or "plus sized."

Source: NY Times

[kindheartedgummybears]

you wanna know what??

I am

TIRED

of overmasculinized werewolves!!!!

I WANNA SEE A

WEREWOLF

WALKING AROUND IN A CVNTY LITTLE OUTFIT!!! WALKING THE STREETS!!!! DISEMBOWELING CREATURES!!!!

I WANNA SEE WEREWOLVES COVERED IN BLOOD AND GORE WHILE WEARING A SHORT SKIRT AND CROPTOP WITH HELLO KITTY ON IT!!!!

I WANNA SEE A WEREWOLF WALKING AROUND IN COTTAGE AND FAIRY AND PRINCESS CORE OUTFITS!!!!!! WITH A DEAD MANGLED RABBIT IN ITS MOUTH!!!!

AND MAKE THE WEREWOLF

D I S G U S T I N G ! ! !

[janasyaethnickurti01]

Embracing Womanhood: The Symphony of Fashion and Roles

In the tapestry of life, women play various roles with grace and strength. From being a nurturing mother to a loving daughter, a devoted wife to a caring sister, each role is a testament to her resilience and love. In every stage and every role, her clothing is not just attire but an expression of her identity and feelings. This blog explores how different types of women’s wear beautifully complement the myriad roles played by women, adding comfort and confidence to their daily lives.

The Grace of Maternity Wear: Embracing Motherhood

The journey into motherhood is one of the most profound transitions in a woman’s life. It’s a time of change, anticipation, and unparalleled love. Modern maternity wear, like comfortable yet stylish maternity dresses and tunics, supports this beautiful phase, ensuring mothers-to-be feel beautiful and comfortable. These garments, designed with love, provide the necessary comfort without compromising on style, reflecting the joy and beauty of impending motherhood.

Summer Wear: Celebrating Freedom and Freshness

Summer is synonymous with freedom, a time when the sun brightens our days and our spirits. It’s also when women embrace light, airy summer wear that mirrors their inner joy. Flowing tops for women, breathable tunics, and vibrant ethnic wear for women reflect the season’s vitality. They are perfect for the woman playing multiple roles, ensuring she remains cool, comfortable, and stylish, whether she’s at home or out conquering the world.

The Elegance of Plus Size Anarkali Kurti: Embracing Every Curve

Every woman deserves to feel beautiful and confident, irrespective of her size. The elegance of a Plus Size Anarkali Kurti celebrates her form, draping her in grace and comfort. These garments stand as a testament to the fact that style knows no size. They empower women, allowing them to shine in their unique beauty and embrace their roles with confidence and pride.

3 Piece Kurta Set: The Harmony of Versatility

In the symphony of life, a woman adapts to different tunes and rhythms. A 3 piece kurta set mirrors this versatility, effortlessly transitioning from a formal ensemble to a casual outfit. It’s perfect for the woman juggling the roles of a professional, a homemaker, and more, providing her with an elegant solution that meets the demands of her diverse day.

Sarees for Women: The Timeless Drape of Respect and Love

There’s nothing more beautiful than a woman draped in a saree, an ensemble that stands for respect, love, and traditional values. It’s the perfect attire for a daughter, a wife, a mother – every woman who plays an invaluable role in our lives. Sarees for women are not just garments but a symbol of cultural pride and personal dignity, accompanying them through various phases and celebrations of life.

Anarkali Kurta Set: The Dance of Elegance

Anarkali kurta sets, with their flowing silhouettes and regal aura, are perfect for the woman who moves through life with grace and dignity. They are a blend of tradition and modernity, ideal for the woman who respects her roots while looking forward to the future. Whether she’s a loving mother, a dedicated wife, or a driven professional, the Anarkali set complements her inner strength and outer beauty.

Tops and Tunics for Women: The Casual Melody of Everyday Life

Every day is a new chapter in a woman’s life, filled with different roles and responsibilities. Tops and tunics for women provide the comfort and style necessary for these everyday moments. Whether she’s running errands, enjoying a casual outing, or simply spending time with family, these garments ensure she does it all in style and comfort.

Closing Thoughts: Fashion as a Reflection of Life’s Roles

As women navigate through the various stages and roles of life, their clothing serves as more than just protection or adornment. It’s a reflection of their identity, emotions, and the roles they cherish. From maternity wear to ethnic wear, from casual tops to elegant sarees, every piece of clothing holds a story, a memory, a piece of her life. Let’s celebrate every woman, every role, and every emotion with fashion that understands and honors her journey.

[fatty-francine]

Unfortunately I can’t remember the name of the book these screenshots are from, but back when I studied fashion at uni, I found this great 80s garment construction and design book that featured almost entirely plus size and maternity outfits! :) <3 

If I can dig up the title anywhere, I’ll add it here. Lots of good vintage outfit ideas! 

[dexlexia]

doting wife - enji x reader

pairing: Enji “Endeavor” Todoroki x Reader rating: 18+ summary:  ”Enji,“ You said as you walked through the manor. It was summer and Enji wanted to put you something more traditional during these summer months. So you went through the halls of the manor in nothing bout a yukata decorated with flower and flames to signify who you belonged to. As if your round and active middle didn't give it away.  tags: wife!reader, pregnant!reader, smut, rough sex, doggy style, pregnancy kink, breeding kink

 ”Enji,“ You said as you walked through the manor. It was summer and Enji wanted to put you in something more traditional during these summer months. So you went through the halls of the manor in nothing but a yukata decorated with flowers and flames to signify who you belonged to. As if your round and active middle didn't give it away.

You rubbed your lower back in annoyance, now in month six you were starting to feel the aches and pains of carrying a Todoroki child. You shuffled through the manor and peeked into rooms until you found your husband in the training room.

You were Enji Todoroki's first wife. Quirkless since birth but he didn't care. You would give him the children he desired. He once described your womb as a bare canvas so all the children you had would be more likely to develop a quirk like his than anything else. You took what he said as a compliment, you were giving Enji the family he always wanted. It was your job to be a doting wife and mother in the Todoroki home.

You peeked through the gap on the door and smiled when you saw him. At almost fifty, nothing really stopped him. He was still going strong, you knew for sure his swimmers were growing strong because it only took four months of marriage before you got a pink plus sign. You rubbed your swollen mound and felt a slight movement of your child. You gave a firm yet sweet pat before you opened the sliding doors of the room and went inside. 

Enji was lifting weights in the center of the room, the weights, just from the size of them, were heavy. Something a woman like you wouldn't be able to lift, especially not in this state. Yes, there were women heroes, but some women were simply meant to be loving wives. 

He looked up at you and put down the weights with a 'thud'. He was sweaty all over and even from a distance you could tell that his skin was hot. He looked at you like a prize, something he won. It didn't take much convincing from your family to let the much older, number one hero wed you. Even if you were wife number two, the amount of money that was left in the wake of him taking you away was more than enough to compensate. 

He placed a large hand on your swollen middle, “How is he doing?” His voice was gruff, you remembered the first time you heard it in person, it aroused you in a way. He rubbed your bump and leaned down to kiss you. His wedding ring gleamed in the sunlight that came through the windows.

  “He's doing well, a little achy on my hips but I'll survive. Everyone told me it wouldn't be easy, so I have to expect it.” You placed a hand on top of his and beamed up at him. 

  “Would you like for me to rub your back?” He asked, then reached behind you and put a hand on your lower back, he gently rubbed the skin as he guided you to a yoga mat near the corner of the room. 

He loved when you wore outfits like the one he put you in today. He found modern maternity clothes too restrictive, this gave you freedom and movement as you moved through the manor. He helped you down onto the mat where you attempted to sit cross-legged but your belly got in the way.

Maybe he should've taken a wife so small, but to be fair most women were small compared to him. But he believed that you were strong enough to carry his protege. The child that would beat All Might, unlike his other children who failed him. He reached around to your front and undid your yukata. He pulled it down your shoulders until your entire back was exposed. Then he took off your bra, you had complained about how weighty they had become, and he assured you that it came with pregnancy, after all you had to feel a Todoroki. No small feat for anyone. 

You sat there and felt the warmth of your husband's skin as he began to massage your sore back. You place your hands on your swollen mound and rub the area. You basked in the feeling of your husband. He was a man who knew what he wanted, and he wanted you to carry his children. He needed a strong, dedicated mother and wife. And in turn he'd make sure you never went without. Your role was to fill the manor and keep those mouths fed and happy. 

And after all that's what you wanted in life. A dedicated wife to Endeavor, make sure his legacy lives on after he retires. Create and birth the next number one hero. The thought made you smile as you felt movement in your belly. You felt content, his strong hands worked your tired muscles. Eventually his hands traveled to where your hands were and he began to rub gently at your stretched skin. He felt the movement of his son inside of you and started to kiss your neck. 

  “We shouldn't.” You whimpered as your fingers locked with his. You made a small noise as his top teeth grazed the soft skin of your neck. 

  “There's no one else here, dear. Just you and me.” His voice was low. He gripped you hands tightly, “And a wife is always ready for her husband.” He added before he pulled his hands away from yours and began to take the rest of the yukata off your body. Soon you were just left in black maternity underwear that ended below the belly. 

He tossed it to the side and began to massage your achy breasts. His calloused thumbs played with your hard nipples as you felt wetness grow between your legs, soaking your panties. 

  “You look amazing, my love.” He said. His lips grazed your ear, “As a proper woman should look.” His problem with his previous marriage was that he was too focused on quirks. What he wanted was a woman who idolized him like the sun. Someone younger, more traditional leaning. From there she'd raise great children, where one if not all will become great heroes. 

The grip on your breasts made you roll your hips a little bit, your heart rate was quickening as you felt the wetness dampen your panties. You probably looked like a big beached whale with that belly, but Enji adored you. And you in turn gave over everything to him. He'd always take care of you, you had nothing to worry your little head about. 

  “What do you say, my love. Let me take care of you even more.” He leaned you forward and you got on your hands and knees with your ass facing him. He stroked your under belly from between your legs, feeling the movement of the strong son you'll be giving in a few months time.

You moaned when he wrist grazed your sex over your underwear as he pulled his hand away. You felt him take off the black underwear and with your help got it off your thighs. Enji pulled away for a moment before he returned with a yoga ball to give you something to rest against while he pounded into you.

You relaxed yourself but kept steady so as to not roll away. Soon his large fingers were spreading your pussy lips. You clenched in anticipation but relaxed when he inserted the tip. You made a sharp noise and he rubbed your hip as he guided his length into you. 

  “How's that, my love?” He asked.

  “So good, Enji.” You whimpered as you felt the stretch of his cock inside of you. Soon his heavy length was seated inside of your sweet cunt. You were still tight like you were the first time you made love to him. Which was your first time ever with sex.

He started to move his hips quickly, your belly and breasts moved with every rough thrust. He loved his sex hard and fast, he loved watching his partners try to accommodate his size as quickly as possible. He liked when it hurt a little and their poor moans left their mouths as they tried to get him to slow down. When it came to sex, the first goal was procreation and after that it was a place to empty his balls after a tough day. 

And he believed his wife should always be ready, and you usually were. Wanting nothing more than to make love to him while he drilled his cock inside of you. You moved your body in time with him, the hard thrusts against a thin yoga mat while your sweaty body clung to the rubber of the yoga ball. 

Enji felt under you at your belly and rubbed the mound while using it as leverage to ram his cock inside of you. You voice pierced the air  as he continued to fuck you. Your  face laid pressed against the ball as he worked your body. You felt like such a sweet hole, a soft cunt for him to release his needs into. He grabbed your belly and groped it to feel what he put inside of you.

No other man will ever have a taste of your sweet sex. He was yours until you both died, you'll never want or need another man in your life. You would only belong to him for the rest of your days. You'd be the proud Todoroki mother he always craved. He could see you now with five, six, maybe seven kids. Enough to fill the empty home you both inhabit. 

Your noises were so sweet, he could tell your mouth was hung open as you tried to get as much air as possible.  You held on tightly to steady yourself against the wave of thrusts that Enji brought down on you. You swore he was hitting all the sweet spots, you'd like for him to slow down for the sake of the baby but once Enji got something in his head, you couldn't stop him. 

  "You're beautiful. My beautiful bred wife. With a cunt still as sweet as our wedding night." He groaned as he moved faster. The sounds of sex were louder in the room as he practically dominated you. The idea of you dominating was almost cute, you couldn't even tie your shoes now let alone be on top. You were better on your back or belly anyway. It gave Enji easy access to your sex. 

  “Thank you, Enji. I love you. I'm happy I married you every day. You make me a better woman every day.“ You lived in your idea of heaven as Enji thrusted away inside of you. You were happy with this life, when you saw your age going out in skimpy clothes you were happy for them, but you were more content with the round middle you sported and the cute traditional maternity clothes Enji picked out for you. 

Your belly continued to sway with the movements, soon you placed a hand on your rounded middle and moaned into the rubber. You felt your cunt clench around his cock. The feeling of pleasure coursed through your boy as you felt on the edge of orgasm. You moaned loudly and arched your back and your belly brushed further up against the yoga ball. 

  “Beautiful. And all mine.“ He responded as he grabbed your ass. He gave a quick swat and groaned over how you tightened once more. The sex was loud and rough, the sensation left you on the edge of your seat. 

 ”Please, Enji! AH!“ And with that you came around his cock, soaking it in your wetness. 

  ”That's it. That's my love. So good.“ He groaned as he continued to thrust his hips. His cock painfully hard inside of you. He too was about to cum . His pace became disorganized as he thrusted hard into you. He grit his teeth and felt his skin run hot as he thrusted into you one last time and finished inside of you.

You moaned into the ball and the thrusting stopped. The obscene sound was made when he pulled his cock out of your abused cock. With a string of cum connecting the two of you. With careful hands Enji got you onto your ass once more onto the mat.

He rubbed your belly and gazed at you, his cock hung soft between his legs. You panted widely as you came down from your high. The feeling was addictive. You looked at the time on the wall clock and quickly got up.

  ”Where are you going?“ He asked.

  ”It's time to make dinner. I need to feed you after all!” And stark naked, you waddled out of the room to go back to the kitchen. The sight made him smile as he followed you with your clothes. It was a sight to behold, his happy pregnant wife on her way to make him dinner. What a life. 

[missvelvetsstuff]

The Wrong One

Steve Rogers x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: reader meets Steve while he's on the run and sticks with him through everything. Until he sees Peggy Carter again.

8. The Storm pt 1

Warnings: swearing, angst, pregnancy stuff, lite smut- fingering and dirty talk

When Y/N officially entered her 7th month she was exhausted and had a hard time finding clothes she can afford that fit comfortably. Even when she found pants that fit around her belly, they were too short and tall sizes were too expensive.

After grumbling about it to Pepper Y/N had to get off of the phone and find something to eat.

She realized how spoiled Bucky had her when prep time was a primary factor in deciding what to eat. She sighed and grabbed a yogurt. The baby, her little girl, was so big that she couldn't eat much food at one sitting.

The doorbell rang, she checked the app on her phone for the doorbell camera and saw it was a delivery. She opened the door and the delivery men wheeled a full rack of clothes, dresses and blouses, plus 2 large boxes with the name of a high end maternity boutique that specialized in tall sizes.

She shook her head, only one person could have done this. She picked up her phone when it picked up "Pepper. What did you do?"

Pepper laughed "Since you're calling me I'm pretty sure you know what I did. You need clothes that fit and are comfortable. Plus, I can afford it and I want to help."

Y/N felt her throat tighten "You didn't need to. I mean, thank you but it's really too much. I'll probably have this kid before I get a chance to wear most of it."

"Advice to a first time mom. Hold on to the clothes, it'll take a bit for your belly to go down after she's born and maternity clothes are more comfortable. At least they were for me."

Y/N felt tears welling up in her eyes, thanked Pepper again then quickly hung up before she started bawling.

While she was going through the clothes her doorbell rang again but this time it was expected because Bucky had just returned from Europe, helping Sam deal with the Flag Smashers, and was bringing her lunch.

She tried to hug him but had to settle on a sideways half hug and a kiss on the cheek, because her belly was always in the way.

Bucky laughed when he felt the baby kicking against his hand "There's my little girl." He leaned down to her bump "You bein a good girl for mama? Letting her sleep?"

Y/N laughed "No she doesn't. She likes to practice her kick boxing on my bladder but only late at night. Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever get a good nights sleep again."

He took her hand "Don't worry doll. Won't be long before you have that little one in your arms."

She felt a spark at his touch and inhaled sharply, these hormones were making her crazy- happy, sad, horny. But she was scared, after Steve she didn't know how to trust someone again. Bucky had been such a good friend, she didn't know how She would have made it through all this without him. She didn't think he returned her feelings, besides being his friend's ex She had a baby coming. She was sure Bucky wouldn't want that kind of responsibility right now.

She shook it off and turned to set the table.

Bucky did feel it but didn't want to pressure her or add more drama for her to deal with.

They sat down to eat before he commented "So is this like one of those pop up deals?" Gesturing at the living room where almost every surface had clothing laid out over it.

She giggled "No, I was complaining to Pepper about the difficulty finding maternity clothes for tall sizes and a couple of hours later this showed up at my door. I was just going through it all and tried on a couple of things."

She shrugged "there are even a couple of cocktail dresses in there that I doubt I'll ever need, my life is nowhere near as exciting or glamorous as Peppers."

Bucky looked at her confused "Didn't Pepper tell you? I was going to see if you wanted to go with me."

"Go with you to what?"

Bucky tensed "There's a fundraising gala for a veterans charity that Sam and I started, this weekend. I don't like going to events with crowds but veterans were neglected before the Blip. Now with countries trying to deal with all the people that came back, veterans are worse off. I figure if I can help I should. Pepper is involved as well and we thought you might want to come."

He smiled at her.

She shook her head "I don't know Bucky, I'm really nervous about going out ever since Steve disappeared."

"I know doll but you can't let him control you. Sam will be there and I, I mean, we, we wouldn't let anything happen to you. There are expected to be a lot of big names so security will be tight.

I'll always take care of my best girls."

She felt her face heat up, just like every other time he used his little endearments. She wasn't even sure he realized he was doing it.

"I don't know, that kind of stress isn't good for the baby."

Bucky pulled her close "I know you're scared doll, I'm just worried about you, you've become kind of a hermit. I promise I won't leave your side all night." He kissed her forehead "Why don't you try on one of those fancy dresses, maybe seeing yourself in it will inspire."

She groaned "I'll look like a huge pregnant woman with a fancy bolt of fabric draped over me." She pulled one of the dresses off the rack "I mean really, look at this thing" held the dress up for him to look at.

Bucky shrugged "Hard to tell anything until you put it on."

She shook her head "I'm not modeling for you right now but I guess I'll go to your dumb party. I'm not staying all night, just a couple of hours and if Steve shows up I'm out."

Bucky sighed "It'll be fun, trust me."

"Ok, I said I would go."

Bucky was quiet for awhile but couldn't help himself "How are you feeling? Are you having those higgs boson contractions?"

She laughed "It's Braxton hicks contractions. Higgs boson is the God particle, silly."

Bucky blushed "Hey, I was close. Anyhow are you? Having them I mean."

She smiled at him "Yes, a lot. Helen said they would be picking up. She also told me what is normal and what I need to get to the hospital for. I'm fine right now. Except for this little girl beating me up from the inside out."

Bucky looked at her hopefully "Is she moving now? Can I feel?"

She nodded and released a tiny moan when Bucky started rubbing her belly. She felt his touch deep inside her and tried to keep control. She was so damn horny all the time and her toys weren't helping.

Bucky heard that little moan and tensed a bit. He could smell her arousal and couldn't think of much else besides finding out if she tasted as good as she smelled.

His hand rubbed lower until he was massaging the bottom of her belly and her hips bucked up a little.

He looked in her eyes "Are you ok? Is this too much? Please tell me how to make you feel better."

She relaxed into the couch and let her legs fall open "Please Bucky. I'm going crazy." She gasped as his hand moved lower, past the band of her pants, the skin on skin causing goose bumps and chills.

She could feel her panties soaking and whined "Need you Buck!"

Bucky groaned "I want you too baby but are you sure? I don't want you to regret-"

She shook her head "No, no regret. Please touch me."

Bucky moved his hand down until he felt her slit, swollen, wet and leaking. He groaned "Fuck doll, so wet."

He slid one finger inside her and she moaned "Oh god, Bucky!"

His thumb made small circles on her clit as he added a second finger to slowly pump in and out of her drenched pussy. He felt her clenching his fingers and heard the squelch as he touched her.

Y/N stiffened up and felt everything explode as she drenched Bucky's hand. When he felt her squirt, Bucky came in his pants like a teenager.

He held her as she came down and moaned while he sucked her slick off of his fingers "Jesus you taste good. Are you alright doll? Was that ok? I didn't want to overstep but you seemed to need it."

She looked at him, still a little dazed "That was you know just wow." Then looked down "Does this mean..."

He kissed her softly "It means I want you." He whispered "It means I love you and want to be with you but I don't want to push you. I just wanted to make you feel good."

She smiled "Mission accomplished. But what about you?"

Bucky blushed "I'm fine doll."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The day of the gala Pepper took Y/N to have her hair and nails done after a pregnancy massage. They chatted and drank sparkling cider like they had been friends forever. When it was time to go they went in a limo to meet Bucky at the Tower.

Bucky paced at the entrance, waiting for Y/N to arrive. He had always had a crush on her but Steve was there so he tried to push the feelings down. When Steve told him he was leaving to go back to Peggy, Bucky didn't understand how he could just leave Y/N behind. He had hoped to be there for her and missed her when she disappeared.

The day they ran into each other at the ice cream parlor he had been so happy to see her again, even though her pregnancy was a shock, and promised both of them he would be there for her. He knew she deserved better than him but wanted to be the one to take care of her.

Bucky stopped short when he saw Pepper step out of a stretch SUV. He strode over to greet her with a quick hug then turned to the car to see Y/N looking at him thoughtfully. He reached his hand out to help her.

She took his hand and stood slowly. Bucky watched, breathless as she stood, almost as tall as him "beautiful" he whispered.

Y/N looked like a vision to him.

She was wearing a chiffon, off the shoulder, a line, powder blue dress that gave her bump space and highlighted her pregnancy breasts. Light make-up and soft, casual hair, flat sandals.

Bucky was practically drooling and couldn't find words as he stared at her.

Y/N squeezed his hand "Bucky? You ok?"

Bucky was pulled from some totally inappropriate fantasy involving her perfectly displayed breasts and quickly looked up at her eyes, blushing.

"Sorry doll, you're just, you are a uh damn" he trailed off then shook his head. "You look beautiful." He offered his arm with a twinkle in his eye "Alright m'lady, let's have some fun."

Y/N took his arm and they went inside. She looked around like a tourist at the beautiful decorations, the famous people and their designer clothes. Rhodey came to greet them and they chatted for a bit with him and Sam.

They were approached by Nick Fury who surprised Y/N because he knew exactly who she was.

After an hour with no incidents Y/N started to relax and enjoy herself a little. She met a couple of her favorite actors and did a little fangirling over her favorite singer, someone she never thought she would get to meet.

She was touched by how Bucky interacted with the older veterans, more relaxed than when he spoke to the important donors that he had to get along with.

They had just sat down at their table when a woman stepped up to the microphone on the stage and the band stilled.

She went into a big thank you to all the attendees and donors who helped the veterans fund. She went on for a bit and Y/N zoned out, holding Bucky's hand and sipping on her juice until she heard "and especially thanks to our very special guest, the first Captain America Steve Rogers!!"

Y/N looked up and saw Steve on the stage. Young again and wearing a well fitted tuxedo. Then she looked to Bucky who was squeezing her hand.

He looked at her, concerned "Are you alright doll? We can leave whenever you want. Don't worry, I won't let him hurt you anymore."

They got up to leave before Steve left the stage but the crowd was difficult to get thru and before they made it to the door, he was suddenly in front of them with a nasty grin

"Well look what we have here, the whore and the bastard who stole her. You kids can't leave yet, we have a lot to talk about."

Chapter 9

[hongjoongscafe]

Hellooo 🖤

This might be a bit lengthy so I apologize, but..I’d love to request something, and only if you’re into the idea! So please don’t feel obliged, I just have fairly specific visual hc’s 🖤

Poly relationship. Plus size girlfriend/fiancé (Female) reader x Matz.

Everyone’s kinda switchy..but essentially; Joong and Hwa are absolute raunchily obsessed with their woman. And her with them.

I get this beautifully stimulating mental image of just straight up filthy delicious dynamic between the three of them. Night before, or night of, Halloween. They live together…the house is decorated…maybe there’s some good filthy music on idk lmao…like think Halloween party atmosphere but it’s just the three of them…If you wanna have costumes involved, please feel free 😌🖤

Basically, boys absolutely spoiling reader, relish in pleasing her, immense body worship, in love with her figure but not fetishizing, breast play, she’s heavy on maternal energy and presence but there doesn’t necessarily have to be mommy kink, her men are just slack jaw obsessed with her and one another. She doesn’t have to necessarily be a pillow princess either lol but they definitely don’t want her doing much hard work 🖤 However you’d want to have Matz act toward one another is absolutely up to you 🖤

Ok this was a whole novel in one message I’m so sorry lmao I just wanted to be specific so it wasn’t too confusing..Thank you…You’re darling, I appreciate you. If you’re not interested, I won’t internalize it one bit and hope your weekend is absolutely wonderful 🖤

-🎃

I hope you enjoy this💓

Bitch hours

Halloween

pairing: seonghwaxreaderxhongjoong

Warning: boob job, pussy eating, raw penetration, cumming inside, cumming over boobs, cum eating. …

There was a party at your home. A Halloween party. You and your two boyfriends, Hongjoong and Seonghwa, were completely dressed for the night. A sexy policewoman and two thieves.  

But the sudden storm warning made everyone stay in their own places. None of you was complaining. 

Why?

Because you looked too hot for anyone else to look at you. They were obsessed with you and your body. And at the moment, your boobs were spilling out of your skimpy top. Your thighs looked inviting for them to kiss and worship them. 

In no time, the lights were dimmed, and scented candles were lit. Alexa was given the command to play your late-night sex playlist. It started with you being in between your thieves. Seonghwa's hand was fondling your boobs and Hongjoong's hand was working on your clothed pussy.

“Already so wet? You are dripping through your clothes. See,” he brought his hand closer to your face. His digits were shining with your slick. 

“She can't keep it in when her boys are looking like this,” Seonghwa deeply chuckled and wrapped his lips around Hongjoong's fingers and licked them clean. “So sweet.”

“Make me cum, baby,” you moaned when Hongjoong licked your lips and kissed your open mouth. Tongues fighting for dominance, teeth clashing. Your and his chin were already covered with spit. “Fuck.”

Seonghwa got on his knees and quickly removed your tiny little shorts and ripped your panties off. He buried his nose in your cunt, sniffing it up. “Could you be any more perfect?” 

“You are so pretty,” Hongjoong opened your top and captured your nipple in his mouth. He swirled his tongue and nibbled on it. His hand squeezed your other boob and pinched the soft pebble. 

Seonghwa was eating you out like no end. His face was fully buried in your fat cunt, your big thighs wrapped around his head just the way he loves it. His tongue was deep into your cunt, his nose rubbing tightly against your clit. He could feel the throbbing. 

His cock was straining against his clothes and the bed. He was grinding like a bitch in heat. 

Hongjoong pulled away, “could I fuck your titties?”

“Mmm, yeah,” you hissed. He quickly got rid of his pants and climbed over your chest. Taking out the lube that they keep in the coffee table drawer. Just because…

Yeah.

He squirted a good amount of it over your chest and rubbed it around with his dick. You pushed your tits together to wrap around him. He moaned at the warm feeling. “Push them harder for me.”

“Oh my God,” you gasped when you felt Seonghwa’s big, fat cock pushing into your dripping cunt slowly. His cock stretched your tight hole just right. “Love how your cunt is always tight even tho we fuck you all the time,” he hissed as he pushed all the way in, his balls hitting your ass. 

“That's why we love that pussy, Hwa,” Hongjoong shakily said as he started thrusting between your boobs. 

“Shut up and fuck me good,” you moaned. 

“Your wish is our command, lady,” Seonghwa pulled out until his cock head was inside and plunged back in harshly and faster. Your whole body jiggled. He held your hips and thrusted hard and good. 

Hongjoong's pretty angry red cock head was peeking out whenever he pushed. “Hnngh,” your mouth fell open. “So good.”

“You look so pretty,” Hongjoong made eye contact with you. His eyebrows scrunched up in pleasure. He loved how your tits were sucking his length. He could never get enough of your body or you in general. He loved you. “I love you so fucking much,” he moaned.

“I love you, y/n,” Seonghwa grunted. His face was red from stimulation. He loved how your fat cunt swallowed his cock in. Your slick making his dick shiny. “Baby, you are hot as fuck!” his eyes rolled back when you clenched around his cock. 

Hongjoong's dick twitched, closer to his climax already. His thrusts got faster and more sloppy. 

“I think I'm gonna cum,” he hissed.

“Cum all over me, baby,” you pushed your chest tighter. “Paint my boobs with your cum, Mark me up.”

“Gonna cum for you,” he cried. He started cumming over you, thick ropes of cum painting your chest and landing on your face. He kept on thrusting until his balls were empty. He removed himself from over you and captured your lips in a nasty kiss, tasting himself from your lips. 

Seonghwa’s balls tightened seeing the lewd scene of Hongjoong sucking the shit out of your mouth. His hands went down to your swollen clit and rubbed it furiously. He could feel you suffocating his cock. “So fucking hot. Someday, wanna record it all,” he grunted.

“Cum inside me, Hwa!” You moaned into Hongjoong’s mouth. The knot in your stomach tightened, on the edge of exploding.

“Fuckkk,” his eyes rolled back as his cock spurted thick cum into your hole. His cock was overstimulated and felt you cumming over his cock. Your thighs wrapped around him as you came. “You feel so good,” he rasped. “My cock feels so numb but so good.”

“Baby, you both are so good at fucking me,” you breathlessly said. Seonghwa pulled out slowly. The stream of his cum poured out. He felt his cock weakly twitch, seeing it flowing through your cunt to your asshole. 

“Gotta clean out queen,” Seonghwa bit his lip.

“Right..” Hongjoong agreed and both dipped their faces in your body to lick you clean.

…..

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[the-brainrot-central]

Thoughts on Diavolo getting preg? :3

Anon you are wonderful omg. I feel like realistically he would probably get an abortion but for sake of fun I HAVE SOME HEADCANONS!!!

No more weed :((( he uses it occasionally for migraines and anxiety but now he’s gonna have to rawdog that shit. His pregnancy can be pretty tough sometimes, he has a few migraine episodes during this time

An absolute emotional MESS, his mood swings are all over the place and Kira has to talk him down from a ledge constantly. Mainly anxiety, anger, sadness and euphoria, just an alternating dial of those four with an occasional (rare) moment of peace

Craves lots of Italian food of course, especially stuff with a ton of carbs like pizzas, pastas, etc (I don’t know much about Italian food tbh). kira has to start learning to cook new dishes he’s never made before to fullfil his cravings, but he enjoys the challenge :) And seeing Diavolo smile when he eats his cooking is always worth it

He feels really guilty and starts ruminating on an existential level about his pregnancy—the fact that he’s hurt and killed so many people, and now thinks that he has the right/capacity to have a baby and love it. He feels lots of regret and guilt. He had some of these kinds of thoughts during Kira’s pregnancy, but they were much easier to ignore at that time—mainly because he wasn’t the one carrying. But now that he’s the pregnant one, it’s like a constant reminder of all these thoughts and what he’s done to people, which makes it hard to cope with.

Diavolo doesn’t like crying, as he finds it embarrassing, so usually doppio comes out to cry for him—he’s much more open about his feelings and okay with being vulnerable, especially in front of Kira.

His anger issues get particularly intense, so he starts going back to the gym again to vent his rage—beats the absolute shit out of the punching bag. He doesn’t want to subject Trish or Kira to his outbursts, he refuses to hurt them like that. Still, he does occasionally snap and yells at them over small things, but he always apologizes.

Kira, having extra empathy of what he’s going through, is super super thoughtful and doting on him bc he knows how hard it is sometimes, especially for someone like Diavolo whose too shy and stubborn to communicate his needs

While he doesn’t mind dressing femme, he thinks most maternity wear is tacky and ugly, so he mostly just buys plus size men’s and women’s clothes (which are frustratingly difficult to obtain, living in Japan; he’s already bigger and taller than most Japanese brands accommodate for, so being pregnant is even more of a struggle). Sometimes he borrows some of Kiras shirts he wore when he was pregnant (he kept some of them to use as nightshirts lol)

Doppio likes coming out more than Dia, he likes having a baby bump and is very lovey dovey about the baby, meanwhile Diavolo is generally kind of miserable and grouchy when he fronts, and very insecure with his body

⚠️NSFW⚠️ Diavolo is horny as FUCCKKJ and him and Kira get it on pretty often (when Trish isn’t around of course annsndn). He’s extra kinky while pregnant, likes to tie kira up and maybe spank him a bit 🤭🫣

But when his belly gets bigger, he gets really insecure in the bedroom and they don’t have sex for the rest of his pregnancy bc he just feels really unattractive in bed ☹️Refuses to even let Kira see him shirtless at all anymore he’s so insecure. Kira is upset about this (he wants to fuck jajsjdj and he also LOVES Dia’s pregnant body 🥺) but he understands and is willing to hold off until he feels comfortable again.

[chubbybunnytgirl]

"Ooof, I added a maternity dress to a cart because I thought it looked cute & comfy, and now all my targeted ads are for maternity clothes and plus-sized lingerie...even looking at sfw websites I'm feeling all🥴"

It's a sign you should gain so much weight that when someone asks you about "the twins," you can't tell if they're asking about your tits or your tummy. ;-)

I think you should add those maternity dresses to your cart and see how quickly you can outgrow them. It would be such a turn-on to hear you outgrew a dress designed for pregnant women - imagine how big you'd have to make your belly for that to happen!

you totally get me anon!! I wonder how long it would take for the dress to start feeling too tight...?

[dearbisexual]

so irritated w/ a thrift store i just went to. everything was grouped by color, which while aesthetically pleasing is not very practical cos the sizes are all mixed up which makes it even harder for fat ppl to find any plus size clothes, let alone decent clothes

AND they also had a section called "women's maternity and plus" which is a terrible idea because maternity clothes can still be pretty small????? like maternity and plus size clothes r not always interchangeable??????????? im annoyed

[archangeldyke-all]

HEYYY LOVE YOUR BLOG YOU'RE AN AWESOME MUTUAL FRRRR. For the ask game: 🧡🐸🌿

ILYT <33333

🧡 A color you can’t stand?

hmmm... i LOVE pink, but there are certian shades of it that i do NOT like at all. like dusty rose/ mauveish pinks... not my fave...

🐸 Describe your aesthetic.

hmm... i dress like a plus size kurt cobain asldfjslj but beyond my clothes i loveeee pink and sparkles and pretty things. my car has a fuzzy pink steeringwheel cover and pink dice on the mirror, my room is just a bunch of fun sparkly trinkets and cutesy things, it's very kitchy and feminine :) my friends compare me to ms. frizzle if that helps hahaha

🌿 Describe your favorite outfit.

ok my REAL favorite outfit is just a pair of leggings under my Emotional Support Sweatshirt (an oversized red winnie the poo hoodie i got at goodwill) but if i'm going out somewhere i think i'd have to say i love my summertime baby-blue dress with spaghetti straps (i got it in the maternity section of target years ago hahaha) and some boots or sneakers, with my favorite jean jacket on top (also from goodwill) and lots and lots of gold jewelry :)

[shoutyourporpoise]

it is time for the ~*Taara Complains About Plus Size Clothing Hour*~!!!

So obviously nowadays MOST companies are making clothing to a poorer standard whether through stitching or through fabric content and the advice is always to shop secondhand if you want anything affordable that's like actually made from cotton

but plus size fashion that isn't maternity-wear inspired (read: the dreaded florals) didn't really even begin to take off until the early 2000s, so there's also a very thin rasher of time wherein you can find correctly-fitted plus size stuff that is cotton and also doesn't fit the cookie cutter template. It's at a premium and even secondhand clothing sellers KNOW that so at the end of the day you still end up paying more than your straight-size counterparts