#thick thighed reader

[deadahhmf]

-♠︎Luffy, Sanji🥰,Zoro(Monster Trio) with a (black) gn reader who has thick thighs(they like to play with em)

♠︎A/n: I need smth on here💀 and I've got thick thigh insecurities rn😔I'm so emo rn

♠︎Luffy

•to be honest he was probably annoying the hell out of you and you just needed to have him distracted with anything so he could just calm the hell down.

•I mean he wouldn't back down to it of course as he would most likely have a nice time messing with your thighs

•I feel as if it'll calm his hyper ass down, or even if he is feeling stressed himself.

•I have the huge feeling he'll fall asleep on them(which is almost all the damn time) so expect drool.

"Ahhh, I've been waiting for this!" Luffy exclaimed as he laid his head down on your thighs.

You sighed out of tiredness yourself as you let your fingers play through Luffy's hair. "Long day Luffy?" "Mhm." You hum to yourself,

it was suprising for Luffy to have a 'long day' considering he causes them most of the time, but I guess there is a first time for everything.

"(y/n), you don't mind if I take a nap on here right?" He said as he looked up at you. You smile, giving him a slight nod as he made himself more comfortable.

"So squishy.."

♠︎Zoro

•He'll accidentally and purposefully do it.

•When it's purposful he'll just want to do it because it feels nice.

•I honestly think he was hesitant about it at first but got used to it when you said it was okay.

•so once he gets used to it out of instinct he'll just put his hands on your thighs and keep em there

•When it's accidental I think he'll just need somewhere to place his hands, especially if they're cold, he's gonna warm em up one way or another

You had been sitting down waiting for the rest of the crew the borrow something they said they needed from this shop they had hear of

Hearing a bunch of foot steps and voices get closer, you look up from what you were doing seeing the crew walk up to the ship, while Zoro instantly went to you.

He sat down right next to you while you cuddled into him slightly enjoying the silence with eachother.

A few moments passed as you feel Zoro slightly shuffle himself in a position where his hand was between you thighs, when I shiver went down your spine

And boy were his hands hella cold.

"DAMN! Nigga why the hell are your hands so cold!? Stop touching me, your gonna turn me into some damn ice!" Zoro rolls his eyes,

"Your just being dramatic they aren't that cold."

"Nigga get ya hands offa me."

♠︎Sanji🥰🥰😍😍

•oh this poor baby..

•Like Zoro I'm sure he'd be hesitant about it at first but then slowly get used to it if you said it was okay

•Mans cannot keep hishands off of them, he would probably worship them like they were the main existence of his life

•of course he loves you but he just really loves your thighs especially since you let him touch them when he pleases.

"Sanji, are you gonna do it or not?" You rolled your eyes out of impatience. He's been hovering his hands Iverson your thighs for the past five minutes.

You let him get the chance to touch them because over the past week, he's been making googly eyes at them and it just got to the point where everyone noticed.

So, you had confronted him about it, your first question being if he'd like your thighs better if he got to touch them.

He had tried to deny that he had been staring at them, but it was painfuly obvious.

" 'cmon Sanji, you've been making heart eyes at them for the past week, go ahead." He gulped down and spit that lingered in his throat as he set his hands down.

"Good, now just squeeze em a little, if you'd like of course I'm not rushing." A smirk appeard on your face as you found it quit funny on how nervous he was.

Sanji did as you told slowly squeezing his hands around the plush skin that slightly popped out from your shorts.

"Feels nice huh?"

"Uh-huh. I never thought it's feel this good, they're so plush and fluffy like it feels so nice."

"I wanna be here forever.."

Thought this would be a lil cute @gaybitchfx @rome-alone @bloodyfennec @lostsomewhereinthegarden

[siriussslut]

So you know your Regulus getting head for the first time? What if it’s innocent!james… Euphemia and Flemount kept him shielded from anything more then kissing so when he gets a girlfriend and they’re making out she dryhumps him… and obviously that leads to head. Thoughts? Prayers? idk i’m not good at sending asks (this is like my 2nd time istg) 😭

warnings: explicit smut, blowjob, innocence

masterlist

james’ lips taste like red gatorade. he’s practically addicted to the stuff. you can’t help but smile against his lips, hopelessly endeared. he smiles along with you, a breathless giggle escaping his throat. “what?” he mumbles.

you pull back to catch you breath, foreheads pressed together, still grinning. “nothing.”

before he can reply you kiss him again. this time, it’s deeper. you straddle his thigh, pushing his back against the wall behind his bed. he releases a surprised groan but is largely compliant, letting you take the reins.

you slip your tongue past his plush lips, exploring the inside of his mouth. your cunt throbs as you feel along the wet cavern. you can feel yourself leaking onto his jeans.

in desperate need of stimulation, you hump his thick thigh, the rough denim of the jeans offering the perfect amount of friction. your clit is engorged and pulsating, rubbing through the thin cloth of your panties.

james pulls away from the kiss, lips swollen, eyes wide and startled. his glasses are crooked. “wh-what are you doing?”

you look up at him through your lashes, pulling away from his belt buckle. “do you want me to stop?”

“um… no?”

you undo the buckle, pulling his belt out of the loops of his jeans. you can feel his cock fill and harden underneath the cloth of his pants.

“you sure?” you ask, cocking an eyebrow.

he looks a bit embarrassed now, his cheeks tinged red. “i…”

you decide to show before you ask. you slide off the bed, sinking to your knees on his bedroom’s rug. “can i?” you gesture to his pants.

he nods vigorously. you smirk at his eagerness, pulling his pants down. his boxers are bright red, little gold crowns dotted on the fabric. his bulge is pathetically prominent.

you cup the tent, needing to use both hands to cover his sheer size. you squeeze and he releases a truly indecent moan.

“you can- you can do whatever you want. just please don’t stop.” his voice is high-pitched and whiny. he already sounds like he’s on the brink of coming. the sound goes straight to your pussy.

you desperately tear away his boxers, letting his cock spring free. it’s even larger than you anticipated, and fully hardened now. his tip is red enough to rival his boxers.

you run your finger along a bulging vein and he arches his back, whimpering. “please don’t stop, please don’t stop!” he’s begging now.

his tip bubbles with pre-cum at your first touch. you reach down for his balls, sliding his shaft into your mouth. his cock jerks around inside the walls of your throat. you grind into his carpet, swirling your tongue around his length.

you gently tug on his balls. the double stimulation seems to be too much and he comes into your mouth. hot ropes of his seed shoot down your throat, filling you with his taste.

you dig your nails into his thigh, forcing him to look you in the eyes as you swallow. he whimpers at the sight of it, a tear sliding down his cheek.

[moonbeamwritings]

♡ the post that started it all ♡

When you open the front door to your apartment and move to hang your coat up on the rack, you find Atsumu's MSBY jacket already draped on it, his gym sneakers left right below it.

You expect to hear the shower running or to find your boyfriend snuggled up on the couch, feet up on the coffee table and relaxing after practice. You even brace yourself to be pulled into a bone-crushing, feet-off-the-ground hug or to be attacked with a barrage of kisses. Instead, your apartment is quiet, eerily quiet. Atsumu's nowhere to be found.

"Baby?" you call, dropping your work bag on the floor and waiting for a response.

Nothing.

You try again. "'Tsumu?"

Toeing off your shoes, you wait again, movements stilling as you strain to listen for any signs of life. Your apartment isn't big, not large enough for your voice could get lost down the hall, anyhow. It's weird, you think. Maybe he's got headphones in or something.

The bathroom door is open when you pass it, the room dark. Not there, just as you expected. A light is on in the bedroom, casting a long shadow in the hallway, and the start of Atsumu's name dies on your lips just as you grip the door handle and gently push it the rest of the way open.

You find Atsumu flexing in front of your full length mirror, his shirt off and black gym shorts hiked up his legs, dangerously close to the crook of his thighs. And it's nothing you haven't seen before, of course not, but it's like you've stumbled upon a fine jewel, a shimmering crystal. You have no choice but to ogle him.

As if under some sort of spell, your eyes travel across the broad expanse of his shoulders, studying the intricate build of his back muscles. They follow the slim line of his waist, and you resist the desire to surge forward and grab it. Each part of him is distractingly well built, handsome in a way that reminds you of Grecian sculptures. He'd be one hell of a muse if you had any talent with a hammer and chisel.

What really steals your attention are the silken pink bows straining around the thickness of his thighs. It's obscene, the way he flexes and relaxes the muscles there, all wrapped up in pretty ribbons. You wonder if you need to start wiping drool from the corner of your mouth.

The first thing out of your mouth is a long, low whistle. "'S all this for me?"

Atsumu jumps, whipping around just as his phone drops to his side. "You-" His face burns, a blush scorching a rosy path along his cheeks and down his neck, up to the tips of his ears. Cute. "Yer home early!"

"Is that bad?" You creep over to him like a predator stalks its prey, taking slow, calculated steps. A coy smile plays on your lips.

"No!" His tone is an octave higher, more evidence of his embarrassment at being caught red-handed. He clears his throat. "No, of course not." A kiss lands on your lips the moment you're close enough.

"And what exactly were you doing with these?" Fingers travel down to brush across the ends of the bows. "They're so pretty."

"Well ya mentioned that trend, 'nd I thought it might be a nice surprise, since you've been workin' so hard and all." He shrugs. "Wasn't really expectin' ya to catch me takin' the pictures, though."

What a blessing Atsumu Miya is.

"Oh, baby," you coo, squishing his warm cheek in your palm, "aren't you the sweetest?" You eye him for a moment before kissing the corner of his mouth. "You look hot."

Any embarrassment morphs into pride in a blink at the praise. Atsumu's chest puffs, closing the space between you as a smirk starts to grow. "Oh yeah?"

"Mhm."

An arm curls around your waist just as his grin grows more mischievous. "And it's all for you." Atsumu's tone deepens, dropping an octave as he tells you, "Now ya get to enjoy the show live-" He kisses you then. "and in-person."

Your expression matches his, gaze flickering from his eyes to his lips. "Lucky me."

[lunareclipses-moments]

Kindaaa smutty

Yuu with eyes glossed with tears : why can't I be your wife ?

Malleus looking at them dead serious in the eye: because my dicks are the same size as your thighs

[celenawrites]

John Price sees you sit down on a chair and watches as your thighs quadruple in size and he's already imagining the wedding he'll have with you.

[niya-writesshit]

✮ obsessed || jeremiah fisher hc

TW: mentions of sex + smut

jeremiah fisher is so the type to be in love with your thighs. not even sexually - though he loves pinching and rubbing them when your sitting on his face - he's just purely obsessed over the fact that they exist, and are so perfect.

he just can't keep his hands away from them, not even around your parents, and he shamelessly massages them any chance he gets.

and when you're alone, oh my god.

he's constantly laying in between them - and if he's not, he's kissing and sucking on them, leaving blossoming hickeys in his wake.

and while you're fucking, his large hands are always resting on them, making sure his thumb is rubbing circles into your thigh as he fucks your brains out. when you sit on his face (which he loves), he always uses your glorious thighs as a holding spot, pressing down on them to keep you from squirming while he drives you through orgasm after orgasm. he loves seeing the nail marks in them after he's done with you, and he kisses each indent with care after he's done examining them.

it drives him insane when he sees you wearing tight shorts, when your thighs press against the taut hem, almost spilling out.

he pretty much salivates at the mouth just looking at them, especially when you press them down against the seat of a chair and they seem to become even larger.

it's an obsession.

[whaledenwtf]

I haven’t been able to stop thinking about Halsin’s thighs, if it strikes your fancy could you please write some thigh riding please 🙏

OH MY GOD YES YES YES YES. Ahem. Yes I will. I will make the reader thick cause obviously Halsin would like curvier women (this isnt headcannon this is just obvious.. he's a bear for gods sake)

Edit (12/10/2023): the fact I didnt realize I left WIP in the content warnings 😭 now I gotta triple check everything I've written the last couple months

HALSIN x THICK!READER - Riding the Bear

Warnings: Thigh Riding, Light Bondage, afb!reader and Male Smut, Praise Kink, Body Worship (Female Receiving)

Baldur's Gate 3 Masterlist: LINK

It was torturous, being fully naked with Halsin and him insisting not to touch you where you needed him to.

"Halsin, please." You plead with him. He chuckles and shakes his head, braids swaying.

"My heart, you must know that I have to learn restraint. This is a good way to do it." You grumble, hands straining against the soft linen cloths Halsin had tied around your wrists.

"Maybe your restraint, but mine is perfectly fine. Let me touch you dammit!" He smirks at your plight, watching you try and fail miserably to loosen your ties. You're straddling one of his thick thighs, and all your movement is making you rub against the muscles. You moan, looking at him defiantly.

"You can still take your pleasure from me, little one." You're whimpering. This is awful. How can you take your pleasure from his bountiful body when your hands are tied! You look down, seeing his heavy cock leaning against his stomach, precum pooling in the dips of his muscles.

"Let me please you Halsin-" You go to get up off his thigh, but his hands latch to your thick waist, seating you back down. The movement made your breasts bounce and he groans, eyes turning amber for a moment.

"Ride my thigh, little one." It comes off as a soft request, but you knew it was a demand. Halsin is always excited when he feels your weight on his body. You thought you were always heavy, squashing him. He would always remind you "Nature is bountiful, and so are you. There is much more of you to love, to taste... to devour." before he'd sit you on his face and eat you out for hours. The thought of those nights warmed you up again, and without thinking you grind down on his thigh. You moan at the action, the friction causing delicious waves of pleasure. You begin a soft pace, grinding up and down on his thigh. You are panting, and one of his hands goes to your waist, to speed up your actions. The other trails to his cock, stroking it in pace with your movements.

His hazel eyes are locked on your face, watching the small twitches of pleasure show themselves in your features. His eyes trail down your body, watching how your breasts bounce with the movement, nipples peaked and begging for attention. They stray further down to your stomach, round but flattering. He can't help but imagine you full of his seed and carrying his legacy. He moans out, eyes fluttering shut. You continue your pace, your slick leaving you and allowing the movements to be easier. Your clit keeps bumping into the muscles of his thigh, and you keen, quickening your speed. When he opens his eyes, he looks down at his thigh, slick and wet from your ministrations. His eyes snap back up to yours, before he pushes you forward into a passionate kiss.

Your pace quickens again, as you get so close to the precipice, but can't leap over it. You whimper in his mouth. The hand on your hip goes down where you are grinding yourself against him and rubs quick but small circles over your clit. You scream into his mouth, a rush of slick leaking out of you and on his thigh. He groans, cumming onto his stomach. You release each other's lips, whimpering. Your body still quakes, jolting every couple seconds from the intensity of your orgasm. You look down at his thigh and whimper; its drenched, you definitely squirted on him. He growls, before running his hand through your slick and tasting it.

"Like honey... little one I need to devour you." He lies himself down fully, pulling you to sit on his face.

You will not be sleeping tonight.

[cuethediscoandthedrinks]

tonowari loves when u ride him, that’s practically canon. he also loves when you sit on his face, bc ajhdbtjs ofc he fucking does. basically, he just adores being beneath you, letting u take charge<3😵‍💫

oh, 100%!

tonowari + cockriding ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡☾ ﾟ｡⋆

• the thing is, in spite of the daddy physique and stature, tonowari is a tried and true sub!switch; so if you decide to take him deep, and rut down onto his girthy, pulsing blue cock?? he's here for it

• i think throughout sex of any kind with tonowari, he just can't help but close his eyes. the pleasure's too much for this babyboy, and his eyes just flutter shut to help him hold off on cumming too soon

• the bouncing and jostling from your thicker, softer thighs against his toned muscular ones also sets him off too, bc he loves nothing more than seeing the small bounce of the curve of your tummy, or the smoothness of your legs grinding down onto him; it just makes him wanna please his um'ma yk? 🥹

• despite the movie depiction, a part of me genuinely thinks that the metkayina clan see beauty differently to the omaticaya too; therefore, what constitutes a fit, healthy and fertile mate isn't quite the same

• what's needed in the forest (agility, flexibility, lightweight) isn't the same compared to the sea (bigger, wider, stronger), so tonowari finds it especially attractive when you eat a bit more too, as your legs get bigger and stronger, and your face and tummy fill out a little - it just means you're both fit to have his babies, but also that he's providing more than enough to keep you fed and happy

• it just triggers his babyboy instinct like no other as well, esp if you already have babies with him. he'll find it incredibly arousing to be of use to you, letting you hump and ride his engorged cock for all it's worth.

• the concept of the man choosing his female mate and taking her isn't the same in the metkayina clan; the mother grows, births, rears; if she decides she wants your babies, it's something for the man to do his utmost to provide. and if not for the pleasure, than on the basis of honour

• he'll almost find some majesty and innate respect in it, feeling proud to protect his clan, play daddy when he needs to, yet also fulfil his um'ma's desires in all the ways she needs. be it hunting, protecting or pumping you full of his thick, warm, sticky seed aww<3

[killxz]

totally did not just slap jason on

also that pose got me feeling something

I want to be choked by his thighs

[hantengucloneswife]

hantengu clones with a s/o who has big thighs

Thick Thighs Save Lives

aaaa my first request!! thank you so much for requesting anon, i hope this is to your liking!

Sekido

LOVES your thighs so much he squeezes them to relieve stress (You often have red marks and bruises in the shape of his hands on your thighs)

Although the thigh bone is as strong as concrete he still is very careful when squeezing them

If you have stretch marks on your thighs he will gently press kisses to each mark while whispering soft praises into your flesh and traces over each and every mark with his nails gently when he thinks you're asleep

If you have scars on your thighs he will gently nibble on them

Will lie and say that he doesn't care about you or your thighs (On the inside he literally has to restrain himself from kissing you passionately while squeezing your thighs a bit whenever he sees you)

If he's had a long day of dealing with the others he'll lie face forward in your lap groaning and grumbling about his day as you hum while petting his head and running your fingers through his hair

Karaku

Literally OBSESSED with your thighs he wants to be crushed by them so bad it isn't even a joke

Will randomly bite into your inner thigh and drink your blood from there then he'll eat something else

If you have stretch marks on your thighs he will lick and suck on each one of them and will take them in between his teeth leaving little indents on each and every mark

If you have scars on your thighs he will bite down on them harshly while skillfully rubbing his tongue against them with a cocky smirk on this face lets be honest he made all of them

Can and will talk for hours about how sexy your thighs are and how much he loves them along with the rest of you

VERY open with talking about how hot it would be if you crushed his skull with your thighs and will literally beg for you to do it because he can always regenerate

Aizetsu

SO in love with your thighs to the point that he cries-

Will literally just bury his face in between them while sobbing

If you have stretch marks on your thighs he will squish the area's where they are in fascination

If you have scars on your thighs he'll give them gentle kisses while crying and saying that it saddens him to know that you've been scarred

Only very very gentle nibbles as much as he loves to mark your thighs he doesn't want you to hurt you (you need to convince him to just do it and not worry about you)

Obsessed with sleeping with your thighs wrapped around his head

Urogi

He is FERAL (not even just for your thighs like you breathe and he starts going rabid)

When you use him a mode of transport he flys with you he likes to hold you in his arms with one hand squeezing and squishing the flesh of your thighs

If you have stretch marks on your thighs he will get really really excited and calls them tiger stripes

If you have scars on your thighs he'll definitely probably accidentally give you more because of his claws

Accidentally gives you red stratch marks on your thighs and just your entire body because of his claws

Chirps happily when you let him sit in your lap (he gets tired okay) literally him

Zohakuten

(PLATONTIC)

Doesn't necessarily care about the shape of your body, if the muscles in your thighs add more comfort on both sides when he rests his head on your lap then it's a plus

Very adamant that if someone comments on your body or anything about you to inform him immediately

Likes your stretch marks and scars, they remind him of the ridges in his wooden dragons

Falls alseep if you keep petting his head and feeding him sweets when he's laying his head in your lap

Reminds you at the first and every chance open to him that he doesn't give a fuck if your appearance changes drastically or not you're still his mother figure no matter what

Bandages any cuts and soothes any bruises while scolding you for being so careless deep down inside he's fearing the day that you come home severely injured

Thank you for reading, feel free to request! (⌒▽⌒)

[chrollohearttags]

reiner ‘you gotta be two something to do sum’ braun. I don’t make the rules, I just report it besties.

[murderofravens]

the lack of some good pervy!yuuji fics is so disheartening because while he is the sweetest softest baby i hate how people forget that he's also confident and a big ass pervert who put naked models on his walls and freely talked about girls to his teachers and principal and i'm not even gonna start on his interactions with ozawa...

[jasontoddsthickbabe]

I just wanna touch myself like damn tho like for real jason todd I just love you 😍 I want you to ruin me like fuck my pussy up please

[toshidou]

𝐍𝐄𝐖𝐒𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇!!!

simon "ghost" riley is a chubby chaser.

okay that was it. now we can go back to our regularly scheduled programming.

[b1tterdr0p]

Sir...

[mvrders-are-okay]

making venti submit may take a while, given his personality ( he’s a stubborn slut, especially when wearing his barbatos outfit [ also, holy fuck, those thighs! ] ). i also think it will come to the point in which it’s you who will just give up and let him be; you’ll just settle on plopping down the couch, letting him climb on top of you with that shit-eating smirk of his, as if smug that he came out victorious, then, yeah, he’ll ride you. yay.