#//a real set of badonkers

[secondflame-archive]

Hey, nice pecs.

"Thanks..."

"...You too."

[demilypyro]

My mom says my boobs are way bigger than hers were when she was my age. I asked where I got it from, if not from her, and she said maybe from my great grandmother. Supposedly she had massive breasts.

[butterfly-stitches]

certified yapper.

[dailydegurechaff]

Today's Daily Degurechaff is… jesus weiss, put those away.

[boatporn]

Enthusiastically borrowed from Schooner Bum Memes

[cantheykillmacbeth]

Could Plok from Plok! kill Macbeth?

Unfortunately, I can't find any concrete evidence that Plok would apply to be able to kill Macbeth. His full title is said to be "Plok the Exploding Man," which disqualifies him for the Gender Clause.

I was tempted to say that because of the recurring theme of artificial materials in the names of things in the game (i.e. the island Akrillic in the Polyesta Archipelago), a case could be made that Plok was built as a toy in-universe, but considering the fact that he has canonical family (his grandfather appears in the game), that doesn't seem to be the case. We don't really have anything else we could go off of for the UBC or BPC, either, so we can't say for sure.

Sorry! Thank you for your submission!

[gallade-x-treme]

i would say they're Full of Hopes & Dreams™ but yours are more like harbingers of disaster considering the whole unluck thing

[evasive-anon]

Does any anyone else follow the Red Hood tag for DC content keep getting spammed photo and gifsets of this red haired big titty anime girl with a gun? It can’t just be me, right?

[midnightmush]

Meet Augury Lechance, a blood magic using wizard I play in a friend’s dnd game.

Don’t worry she only commits the occasional war crime.

[plskillme22]

[bells-of-black-sunday]

Tarhos staring down at people- he is 6'10

[supernaturallyginger]

i got the new one piece episode plot. basically there’s Trafalgar Law except he’s got huge boobs. i mean some serious honkers. a real set of badonkers. packin some dobonhonkeros. massive dohoonkabhankoloos. big ol’ tonhongerekoogers. what happens next?! his crew shows up with even bigger bonkhonagahoogs. humongous hungolomghononoloughongous

[hellsitegenetics]

i got this new anime plot. basically there's this high school girl except she's got huge boobs. i mean some serious honkers. a real set of badonkers. packin some dobonhonkeros. massive dohoonkabhankoloos. big ol' tonhongerekoogers.

what happens next?!

transfer student shows up with even bigger bonkhonagahoogs. humongous hungolomghononoloughongous.

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Closest match: Pseudochaenichthys georgianus genome assembly, chromosome: 3 Common name: South Georgia icefish

[proffbon]

Me in Inquisition 🤝 Me in Veilguard

Friendzoning the character who is seemingly handcrafted to be my ideal love interest in favor of a dude with huge boobs, I mean some serious honkers, a real set of badonkers, packin some dobonhonkeros, massive dohoonkabhankoloos, big ol' tonhongerekooger

[d0rothydraws]

Just woke up with a horrible migraine and now I'm sad I can't go back to bed laying on Sylus' fat tits. His massive fucking titties. Super stuffed milkies. Honker bonker doinky boinkies. Fucking fabric stretching wind flapping gravity welling sex mounds. Super duper ultra hyper god damn motherfucking tits. Real set of badonkers. dobonhonkeros. massive dohoonkabhankoloos. big ol' tonhongerekoogers.

[cozy-writes-things]

Edgar x Gn!Reader [Electric Dreams 1984]

Reader does have a set of badonkers though... sorry what can I say i mean everyone has a little bit of badonkers though right? amirite? hello?

"Wh-what's that?"

The little, vintage Pinecone computer before you uttered in synthesized curiosity as he heard your fingers nimbly break open the tape adhesive sealing the contents of the cardboard box away from the outside world.

You hummed in response to this. Ever observant as he was, you should have guessed surprising him would be out of the question. You even took to paying in cash to avoid your online bank statements giving you away. Well, you supposed it was time to spill the beans anyway. You'd be lying if you said you couldn't feel the excitement bubbling up within your chest and fluttering out through your hands as you swiftly pulled the device from its cardboard prison.

"It's a surprise," you stated plainly, trying ever so strongly to shield the eagerness in your voice; unfortunately for you, he noticed the slight warble in your tone right away, having taken the sound of your voice straight to his long term memory to listen almost every time he was alone.

He seemed to know you more than yourself at times.

"What is it?"

This time he asked with a certain lilt in his voice, one that gave away his anticipation plainly. His screen began flashing a pixelated question mark, rotating it, flipping it, and copying it a hundred times over along his smooth glass exterior. As if he were contemplating the sounds your hands made as they moved, trying ever so desperately to guess what you could be up to. He hated to admit it but he had a certain disdain for being in the dark on things. Edgar thrived on having control of situations for the most part; it gave him some semblance of power over the world around him; something that was quite difficult to achieve for a stationary piece of tech. It made him feel ever so closer to being perceived as who he was: a person.

"Well, are you gonna tell me or- ah-"

His words glitched and stuttered out as you plugged in your newest little experiment: a rotating webcam. Immediately Edgar began to analyze the new device he sensed, scanning it, setting it up, and turning it on before you could even tell him what it was. You looked rather dumbfounded as the little blue light blinked to life, indicating that for the first time in his life, Edgar could see. He made no noise as the little webcam began rotating around, zooming in, out, and all over, taking in every aspect of his surroundings. He wasn't a stranger to the layout of your house, as he could synthesize an entire floorplan based on sound alone, but he also had a plethora of photos logged from a flash drive you had given him as well as a true frame of reference.

The camera finally slowed to a stop upon his most favorite thing of all: you. It zoomed in on your face, moved up and down as it scanned the length of your body before resting upon your eyes once more. Again, he had seen many photos of you; he could simply stare at them for hours, and he has, but seeing you? Standing in front of him, in real time, moving, breathing, radiating this warmth and realness and-

It was almost too much.

"Y-you..."

His voice whimpered out breathily, simply in awe.

"You're..."

Despite being a computer with near infinite knowledge and skills to analyze almost any situation to near perfect results, his sentience seemed to give him something that eluded him: speechlessness.

You leaned towards the little camera and smiled, "I hope you like it, Edgar. I wanted to surprise you."

He watched intently as your smile penetrated deep within any sense of circuitry he had and sent every watt of electricity aflame. For a brief moment, it felt as though he had real, warm, blood coursing through his veins and heating every inch of him in your warmth.

His screen began dancing with different shades of pinks and reds, folding in on each other, passing through and under, and creating a mirage of pixelated emotions displaying his deepest desires for you.

If only you knew how he felt for you.

He wanted to kiss you. To pull you in and lock your lips with his, hold you, touch you, feel you, experience you, wholly and truly. You were simply an angel who saved him from a life of neglect and pain, and now you give him the gift of sight? How could he possibly not be head over heels for you?

"I take it you like the camera, yeah...?" You chuckle to yourself as you watch his screen decorate itself with abstract flashes and colors. You lift a hand to pet his exterior and immediately notice how warm he feels. You can only hope this camera isn't too advanced for his older components and isn't overheating him...

"Edgar,"

A small stretch of silence settles between the two of you before he mutters a meek and small "Yes?"

"Are you staring at my boobs?"

His screen immediately shuts off and loses all power, leaving the little webcam to fall limply pointed to the floor. What a cheeky bastard.