#MY BIG EYES BULGE OUT OF MY TINY PUPPY HEAD .

[doomzday-zone]

OMG WAIT. HAVE U PPL SEEN WHAT ANGELS LOOK LIKE????? LIKE THEIR TRUE FORMS???????..

[osachiyo]

୨⍣୧ MEN WHO ! are big, buff and strong, being able to pick you up with ease. He could carry you around for hours, not breaking a sweat, flashing you a grin when you ask him if he's tired from carrying you all day. You were tiny in comparison to him, honestly any normal human being would be, and he fucking loved that.

He'd love the way he could tower over you, his shadow engulfing your whole frame. Loved the way he could manhandle you into any position he desired, be it pushing you up against the wall or folding you to a mating press. But if he had to choose his absolute favourite position, it would be putting you in a full nelson. His big arms hooked under your knees to hold them up as he destroyed your cunt. His cock barely even fit, stuffed in you like an overpacked sausage and you could see the slight bulge that appeared everytime he thrusted up, making him go fucking feral. He'd growl lowly next to your ear, "you enjoying this, fuckin' whore?" Your nails were digging into his forearms, leaving small red crescent marks behind as you tried your best to answer him. "yeah? did I fuck you dumb already? fuck— you're so pretty like this. such a pretty girl, hm? my pretty girl." Your eyes rolled back from his words, pussy clenching around him like a vice, making him let out a guttural noise. "shit, baby— ease up f'me," he groaned, rolling your clit between his fingers, trying to get you to loosen up. You could see your juices dripping down his cock, creating a puddle on the floor beneath you. If he'd feeling a bit mean, he'd stop thrusting midway and sit down on the couch behind him, still impaling you on his cock as he demands that you ride him. You would whine at his order, cheeks puffing and bottom lip jutted out into a pout as you try to give him your best puppy eyes. He'd only sigh and give your ass a nice slap before telling you to get to work. You'd huff out complaints before reluctantly lifting your hips before plopping back down on his cock, high pitched moans leaving your glossy lips as you tried your best. You could only do so much of of the work before the fat drops of tears slide down your cheek, "my thighs hurt, you're too big and 's too hard," you sniffled. He'd chuckle softly at that, patting your head and shushing you. He'd lift you up before slamming you down on his shaft, relishing in the way you squeal and kick your feet. "ah, my poor little baby, is fucking yourself on this cock too difficult for you? shh, don't cry. I've got you, sweet girl."

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[userchai]

Mr. Mechanic - E.M.

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warnings: spitting, choking, p in v sex, older Eddie ((he’s 40 and reader is 29)) name calling, roughness, cum eating, they almost get caught, if any of this makes you uncomfortable please don’t read it and lemme know if I missed something and I’ll add it to the warnings! Do not read unless you’re eighteen or over, thank you! feedback welcome as always! ❤️ @voyeurmunson thanks for the help on this sweetheart!

“Y’know we don’t have very much time sweetheart.” He whispers in your ear, deep and full of lust. You moan quietly, biting your lip hard to keep yourself as quiet as possible as his hands run themselves down your torso and to the top of your jeans. “Just couldn’t help yourself could you, had to walk in here looking like absolute sin? Bet your daddy doesn’t like that very much does he?” You fight the urge to roll your eyes, pushing your ass back against him hard, feeling his hips dig into you, his obvious bulge pressing up against your ass. “Quit talking and get to it already Mr. Munson, before he catches us.” He shushes you quickly, wrapping one of his hands around your throat and pulling your head back so he can lean down close to you, you groan out as his brown eyes narrow at you. “That’s not how you fucking talk to me is it baby?” You shake your head ‘no’, earning a disappointed look from Eddie. “I thought I taught you better than this doll. You answer me with words.” He says harshly, quickly letting go of your throat to push your pants down hastily. You look down, watching your clothing hit the dirty shop’s flooring, ‘oh well I can wash those later’ your mind quickly focuses back on the older man behind you as you watch his thick fingers hook into the sides of the tiny thong you purposely wore just for him today. “Baby have I ever told you why your dad watches me so closely when you’re around?” You go to shake your head before remembering his rule, muttering out a quiet ‘no’ instead. “Your dad only watches me when you’re here, he knows I can’t keep my eyes off of you, and I think you like knowing that this is wrong. I could get fired for this, but I don’t care.” You fight back a smirk, you naturally knew the effect you had on Eddie, it was pretty obvious. Every time you made a trip to your dad’s car shop, Eddie was always following you around like a lost puppy. It was adorable to you, but your dad hated it. You wanted to talk back and tell him how he’s ’not slick’ but you didn’t get the chance, hearing his belt being buckled behind you sent your brain into overdrive, your legs shaking with anticipation as you bend further over the car, waiting for him to give you what you need. “Tell me baby, do you like showing up here, looking like a slut? Do you like making me so hard that I feel as if I could cum in my pants again like some virgin who can’t control themselves?” You bite your lip hard as his ringed hand slaps down onto your ass, before he’s digging his blunt nails into it, causing pleasure and pain to shoot its way through your body, your toes curling in your shoes as you do your best to answer him. He doesn’t give you very much time to reply before he’s pushing his boot in between your shaking legs, spreading them apart for him. Your body jolts as you feel something wet slide down from your ass to your pussy, shockwaves of pleasure course their way all through you as you realize that he just spit on you, ‘dirty old fucker.’ You thought, laughing slightly before the air feels as if it’s being punched out of you, he doesn’t even warm you up before he’s pushing the tip of his cock against you, muttering out about how you have the ‘prettiest pussy’ he’s ever seen. You clench your eyes tightly, the feeling of how big he is isn’t something you’re used to, his big hands are placed gently on your hips as he pushes in further and further, just when you think you can’t take much more he bottoms out inside of you, his hips pressed up snug against your ass as you clench around him. The intensity of how deep he is makes you feel like you could pass out, but it was the most delicious thing you’d ever felt. Your eyes threaten to roll to the back of your head as he pushes you down flat against the car in front of you, he places his hand right in the middle of your back, holding you down as you squirm beneath him, he thrusts once, twice, before he’s picking up the pace, Eddie Munson is anything but gentle when it comes to fucking, and you were finding that out.

You moan loudly, trying to find a place to grip on the car but it’s too slick, your hands sliding down it pathetically as you cry and drool all over the hood. “Oh baby, you look so pathetic, look at you making a mess on my customer's car. You’re cleaning that up when we’re done here.” He laughs, pushing in even deeper as his other hand digs into your hip, it’ll cause a bruise later but you’d welcome the reminder of being taken apart by him like this. “Dirty old man.” You spit out rolling your eyes no, as he fucks you harder than you’ve ever been fucked in your life, tears well up in your eyes as he slaps your ass again. “Sorry, what’s that? Oh wait, look who’s the one getting fucked by the ‘dirty old man’ awww sweetheart you really wounded me.” You clench around him again, your brain fuzzy and floating as your orgasm approaches. “Fuck… Eddie please…” you moan, pushing up a little to look back at him. He was a sight to be seen, the bun that he was sporting earlier in the day was gone, his crazy curls were everywhere, framing around his face beautifully. He’d pulled his shirt up enough for you to be able to see his stomach flexing every time he slid back into you, you wanted to run your tongue all over him and never stop. “Please what?” He pouts at you, laughing sadistically as you push back against him, asking for more. “W-wanna cum, please let me cum, can’t hold it anymore.” You cry out, not even waiting for him to allow you before your orgasm comes crashing down, Eddie moans out behind you, keeping his grip on you and grinding his hips against you slowly, letting you ride out the waves of pleasure making their way through you. You slump against the car lazily, your breathing slowing down some as you sigh. “You’re precious, get up and get your ass on that car, right now.” The assertiveness in his tone is all the motivation you need as you sit up quickly, pushing your pants off the rest of the way and spinning yourself around, sitting down on the car before scooting back on it and spreading your legs. “Keep them open for me sweetheart, gonna cum all over your pretty pussy.” You look up at him, his eyes black with lust as he strokes himself in front of you. You wanted to suck him off but there was no time to, ‘maybe another day’, you think as he tenses up in front of you. “C'mon Mr. Munson, give it to me.” The most beautiful sound comes out of his mouth as you lay back in front of him, he strokes one more time before he’s cumming all over your pussy, some of it is hitting the car beneath you, it’s an absolute mess, but so hot. You look up at him and smirk before pulling him down into a kiss, it’s filthy and full of want. As soon as you go to speak you hear the door rattle on the other side of the room. “Oh shit… my dad!” You whisper, trying to get off the car as quickly as you can while Eddie pulls his clothes back up. “No wait, get over there and clean up the car. I can’t have him see that.” He says, staring directly at you. “How am I supposed to do that Eddie?!” He laughs quietly, and points to your mouth, you don’t have time to think as you hear keys being put into the door, you quickly drop down and pick up all of his cum off of the hood, before standing back up, grabbing your pants and getting them up as fast as you can before turning to Eddie again for a moment. “Show me.” He whispers, grabbing onto your chin and tilting your face up towards him. You stick your tongue out proudly, before swallowing and leaning up to kiss him sweetly. “Get to work Mr. Munson, I'll see you some other time.” You whisper smiling at him before sneaking out the back door, just in time to hear your dad come into the shop. “There you are Eddie! I’ve got another job for you, but do you want to go grab some lunch first?” You hear him say as you laugh, walking back down the street towards your car.

[aurorawritestoescape]

HOT FOR YOU || Joel Miller x f!reader || 530 words

Tw: 18+ mdni, smut, face fucking, f!masturbation

A/n: this drabble, inspired by the pic above, is written for @toxicanonymity ‘s Manspreading Olympics. Love you, friend💖 hugs to @milla-frenchy for beta-ing😘 dividers by @saradika-graphics 💕

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Joel and you are enjoying a light breeze in the backyard, trying to seek relief from a heatwave, and avoiding being inside your house that turned into an oven thanks to a broken AC.

“Joel.”

“Yeah?”

“Are you doing it on purpose?”

“What?”

“Showing off your cock?”

“No. What?” He’s blinking at you, brows furrowed with confusion.

“Then close your legs,” you nod at his shorts, not covering much because of his wide manspreading. “I can see your cock peeking out. It’s staring right at me.”

Joel looks down, shifting his thighs a little, but not closing them.

“Ain’t a big deal, baby," he scoffs. “It’s just a dick.”

“Yeah but I can’t just look at it and… not feel… you know… stuff.”

“Ohh,” a smirk is tugging at his lips, “is my naughty girl getting all hot and bothered?”

“Unfortunately, yes. As if it’s not hot enough,” you complain, trying not to look at his dusty pink head.

Joel narrows his eyes, getting quiet, and you know it’s a bad sign. He’s scheming.

“Ya ain’t innocent yourself, missy. This tank top of yours? I can perfectly see your pretty tits and perky nipples. Ya understand how hot it is to watch your boobs jiggle when you move? and what about these shorts, huh? Fuckin’ tiny. I can easily imagine you not wearin’ them at all. Actually I’m imaginin’ it right now.”

His lustful gaze makes you sweat even more. Your chest starts heaving and you gush, squirming in your seat, listening to him talk about your body like that. Your wet pussy already aches.

“Yeah? and I can see your cock twitch.”

“Oh, really?” Joel’s brows shoot up as he adds, “Can you see it get hard, baby?”

You tilt your head, noticing the motion.

“Yeah, I can.”

You cross your legs, chasing any pressure on your needy cunt, and dart your tongue out to wet your lower lip.

Joel’s eyes turn a shade darker and he palms himself.

“You’ve made me hard, dirty girl. Wanna help me out and suck my cock?”

You swallow loudly as his sexy low voice and the filthy words send a new wave of arousal through your body.

“It’s too hot, Joel,” you whine, hating how horny he’s made you in this goddamn heat.

“Right… Then let me fuck your face, baby. Just sit on your knees for me and I’ll do all the work.”

Joel’s puppy eyes make you pliant and even more needy. He rubs his cock over the shorts and a low groan escapes his lips. Now you’re overflowing with desire.

Not saying anything you get up, peeling your sweaty thighs off the chair, and kneel between his legs. His bulge is huge and you place your hand on it and stoke the warm lump gently over the fabric. Joel growls and soon impatience takes over him. He gets up, tugs the waistband of his shorts down and his hard cock springs free in all its glory.

Joel cups your cheek, holding you in place, and slowly inserts his hot tip into your open mouth.

A minute later you’re nothing but a moaning, drooling mess. Keeping you steady with his big hands on your temples, Joel’s plunging his length into the heat of your throat, sliding in and out easily, while your quick fingers are working your puffy clit and you get off, sucking Joel’s juicy cock.

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[kisseobie]

more thoughts on the size training PLEASE

p1harmony and size training

pairings: ot6 p1harmony x reader

warnings: nsfw (mdni), slight dacryphilia, tummy bulge

a/n: vivienne bff ilysm and i have seen u so many times in my inbox and coincedentally haven’t gotten to any of them except this one yet .. i promise i will answer those i’m not ignoring u i just take a while to get to everything 😭 anyways here u are 🤭

₊˚𓂃ᡴꪫ keeho

lovesss working out just to send you “progress photos”, which are actually just thirst traps of him that he knows rile you up every time without fail. you’ve never been quiet about how much you love when kyo shows off his muscles and just how big he is compared to you. when the two of you are intimate, he can never fit himself inside you without prepping you an hour beforehand with his fingers and tongue. the sight of kyo, hunched over and pumping three fingers into your heat to get you ready for him is certainly a pretty one. his favorite part of size training his girl is how you dig your fingernails into his bicep when he’s first sliding his length in, leaving bruised crescent moons on his skin as you try to breathe and take his entire girth, inch by inch. praises you for being such a good girl, for fitting his big cock into your tiny cunny, it comes off so condescending though that you can’t help but tear up in humiliation :(

₊˚𓂃ᡴꪫ theo

is aware the he’s taller than you, but doesn’t full process how that’ll affect your dynamic in the bedroom until you’re actually naked in front of him, looking a bit overwhelmed by the size of the head of his dick alone. size training with yangie is so sweet and gentle, he’s reassuring you each and every time that he doesn’t have to fuck you if you aren’t comfortable, that he can pleasure you in other ways, but you’re always determined to take him in entirely. definitely eats you out a few times before he even attempts to thrust into you, gets you relaxed and dumbs you out with his tongue so you’ll take him easier. is obsessed with teasing you, rubs his cockhead up and down your folds without putting it in, and only gives in when you’re pleading for it with fat tears and loud whines. despite his teasing, he’s always the most gentle, always sets a pretty pillow underneath your hips to keep you comfy <3

₊˚𓂃ᡴꪫ jiung

gets such an ego boost when you tell him it won’t fit. lovessss fingering you relentlessly while reassuring you, “see? don’t worry angel, it’ll fit” as you start to melt into his fingers. he manhandles you with ease, lets you lay across your sheets like the perfect pillow princess you are as he works his tip into your heat. fucks you with just the tip for a while, wanting to hear you beg for him to go all the way in. when you get impatient, he shuts you up by filling you all the way up, cocky smile adorning his face as he pumps into you. doesn’t verbally praise, but he holds you hand and kisses your cheeks as he continues his pace, loving the little hitches in your breaths as a result. i think ji is also very adamant on using safe words, especially when he knows it’s a bit difficult to fit himself in your heat. just wants his girl to be comfortable, cares a lot more about your pleasure than his at the end of the day :P

₊˚𓂃ᡴꪫ intak

has a big dick and doesn’t know it! doesn’t even really get it when he’s pouncing on you for the first time, wants to slam home as soon as he possibly can but then you gently remind him that he has to prep you first, and of course he’s giving you those puppy eyes and allowing you to guide him in doing so. fingers you so carefully, is afraid you’ll shatter like a porcelain doll hitting concrete. always has this cute focused expression on his face, almost as if you’re training him instead. once you give him the green light to fuck you, he’s constantly asking you “s this okay?”, and his genuine concern makes you swoon. once he finally sheathes his cock inside your gummy walls, he’s trembling with pleasure, but holds back until you give him the signal that he can start to move his hips. just so careful each and every time :(

₊˚𓂃ᡴꪫ soul

god i just know shota has the prettiest dick, so thick and veiny that it makes you salivate each time you see it. every time the pair of you fuck, you’re always left sore in the morning.. something your boyfriend makes up for with sweet kisses and hushed praises. size training with sho would be heavenly. he’s magic with his fingers, always knows when to add another digit, how quick to pump, when to circle your clit. soul would be very thorough in terms of foreplay, mostly because he loves to see you fall apart just with his hands. eventually, your boyfriend manages to fit his cock into your cunny, thrusting just slightly enough to stimulate you both, but not enough to pain you. just like intak, you would have to be the one to convince him to move, to which soul eagerly complies.

₊˚𓂃ᡴꪫ jongseob

ugh i can’t stop thinking about the recent photobook shoot with nerdy seob and his glasses :( can you imagine your boyfriend jongseob trying to work up the courage to ask you, his pretty girlfriend, to have sex with him? he’d even lamely tell you he did his research, read a lot of articles written by women on how to properly pleasure a girl. you’d tease him for it, sure, but when he’d drop his pants you’d be rendered speechless, shamefully ogling his dick, oozing with precum and standing tall at your attention. jongseob would be so selfless too, would ignore his painful hard on to prod at your hole with his tongue, eating you out for what seems like hours on end, proving that his “research” was in fact, very successful. when he finally starts to ease himself into you, your eyes are rolling back to your skull at the welcomed stretch, and it definitely inflates his ego a bit. fucks into you so deeply that you can see the bulge of his length pressing against your tummy :(

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₊˚𓂃ᡴꪫ

[hypnoneghoul]

Hyp! You said, so you shall receive! Ofcourse only if you want to do something with it but this lil shit has been rattling around my racoon brain for a bit. So, for you 🤲

Rain has the most delicate wrist’s. They’re not even the smallest in the pack, Aurora for example has teeny tiny, fingers overlap, kinda wrist’s.

No Rain’s are a contradiction of themselves, delicate and soft looking like precious porcelain but there’s strength in there too, there has to be because the bass is heavy.

His Ulna is very prominent and after he’s been playing for a few hours there’s a vein that curves around it, cradling the bone.

It’s also a terribly erogenous spot for him, Dew would know. He’s spent a hours staring, stroking his fingers over the delicate joints, imagining how he’d make Rain into a weepy little mess begging Dew to just do something, stop teasing.

Rains wrists drive Dew absolutely feral and Rain knows it.

Or something like that, idk. 🤷🏻‍♂️

this made my brain go empty for weeks but here i am and i bring food. loosely inspired by @miasmaghoul's fic on dewther watching the ghovie, hope u don't mind

does not contain any rhrn spoilers!!!

“Should’ve made you take the jacket off sooner,” Dewdrop whispers right into his ear with another slow stroke over delicate skin.

It’s stretched so thin over the bones of Rain’s wrist, keeping all the tendons and veins not hidden, but veiled nonetheless.

The water ghoul grits his teeth and digs his claws further into his own thigh. Well, not claws, considering he’s got them glamored—they’re surrounded by tens of unsuspecting humans, after all—but his blunt, perfectly trimmed nails. The same ones that are still flashing on the big screen right before them from time to time.

“I’d get to see those pretty wrists even more.”

Rain can do nothing but keep his head straight and his eyes glued to the screen. He should’ve known. He should’ve known his little mate would go absolutely feral seeing not just him in general in the cinema, but the close-ups of his hands. His wrists.

Why the delicate bones wrapped in fair skin were Dewdrop’s undoing, nobody’s ever learned, even though nobody could deny that every single part of Rain’s body is absolutely perfect. He carries the precisely carved out and yet so natural beauty of renaissance statues. For some reason, the fire ghoul’s favorite part of him is one of the unassuming ones and because of this his mate’s own body was conditioned to betray him every single time a reverent fingertip would be placed over that spot.

“Dew, you can’t–” Rain mutters when the music is loud enough to cover up his cracking voice. There’s nothing more he wants right now than for Dewdrop to go on and work him up and up until he tips over the edge, but they can't, they're in public. And the water ghoul knows he won’t be able to control himself if his mate carries on his teasing.

“Sure I can,” Dewdrop turns to smile at him and if Rain didn’t know better he’d call it genuine, sweet, innocent. The fire ghoul is all but that.

Dewdrop lets his glamor slip the tiniest bit, just enough for one of his nails to return to its natural state. He scrapes it over the middle one of Rain’s flexors, pressing it down just enough to leave a straight red line following the tendon. His skin is so delicate, it takes barely anything to leave a mark.

The thought makes the fire ghoul let out a growl.

Rain whines pathetically like a kicked puppy and throws his head back against the top of the cushioned cinema seat. Another clip focused solely on his own fretting hand flashes on the screen and the water ghoul wants to scream.

Instead he throws his free hand over his crotch, pressing down onto the steadily growing bulge to take some of the edge off. It doesn’t escape Dewdrop’s attention—just as the smell of the fire ghoul’s cunt in arousal doesn’t escape Rain’s.

He leans into his ear once again.

“It’s actually a wonder you’ve never tried putting your whole hand into me,” Dewdrop whispers, moving his claw up Rain’s forearm as he shakes in his seat. “We should try that later. Wanna see your wrist buried inside me while my slick is dripping down this pretty veiny forearm all the way to your elbow.”

The next noise the water ghoul lets out makes the entire auditorium turn their heads.

[fandomfluffandfuck]

This morning, the thought popped into my head of Steve Rogers × Steve Rogers selfcest and I couldn't stop thinking about it 👀

So, which Steve's you ask?

I'm thinking...

These two.

Pre-serum Steve and Steve who has been freshly woken up to the new century--still adjusting to the serum and still lost puppy. And with them together--little, calloused Steve, and big, hypersensitive Steve--I can't stop thinking about post-serum, thawed Steve getting meaned on by little Steve 😮‍💨

Just imagine:

Pre-serum Steve's thin, cold hands on post-serum Steve's newly feverish body. It feels torturous. Like, shit, his younger self's hands are like ice on his now more sensitive body. It's a novel sensation that leaves him squirming and gasping with every touch. Big Steve has goosebumps. He's shaking. His hands might be cold but it also is making him hotter and hotter.

Those hands grope him, sliding up under big Steve's clothes and getting him out of them so easily. Little Steve's not being gentle. Grabbing. Gripping. Squeezing. Pinching. Even slapping. Those fucking hands, quick and cold. And Steve, big Steve, feels like he can't even talk being touched in such a way. He's been knocked down like a house of cards.

He's dizzy.

Oh, God.

They keep going and going.

Touching melts into heavier touching and kissing that makes big Steve want to crawl out of his skin. It's all this heat and wetness and he really fucking feels like he's never been touched before. Every inch of him is lighting up with red-hot heat. He can't stop moaning into his own mouth. He can't stop himself from grabbing and grabbing hard until his smaller self snaps, "stop." He doesn't want to hurt him, and he's so aware of how thin his wrists are in his bigger, stronger hands but... he can't help getting lost, too. It feels like never before.

It feels so good.

They're in a rush. They can't stop. A train barreling forward recklessly.

Steve rushes his hands down big Steve's chest and growling, "so, they pumped you up and made you bigger and better everywhere, didn't they?" as he pinches big Steve's perky, too sensitive nipples.

Steve wails and squirms, his hands coming up to grasp at smaller Steve's wrists, his narrow shoulders, and his absolutely tiny waist.

He wants him to stop!

He wants him to keep going until he can't take it and cums against his contracting, tight abs.

With a high, stupid whimper, Steve realizes he has no idea what he wants. More? Less? He doesn't want to decide! He wants to let his younger, smaller self decide it all.

Fuck!

"Look at you," little Steve says with a feral sneer, drunk on having so much power over someone so much bigger. There's a true bit of malice in smaller Steve's touches, and in his words. Post-serum Steve is everything pre-serum Steve is pretty sure he's supposed to be. Everything he wishes he was, deep down.

So smaller Steve is peeling his hands from big Steve's plump, fucking swollen fucking muscular tits and grabbing that square jaw with bruised knuckles instead.

Big Steve swoons at the unforgiving touch.

Meanwhile, younger Steve growls at the picture his bigger self makes with his own hand pushing big Steve's plush, red lips forward and squishing them together some, too. He looks stupid. Bright pink, flushed. Eyes dark and confused but so wanting, too. He's barely held together. Jesus. Small Steve kisses him like he hates him, biting his lip until his older self whimpers, then licking into his mouth until he arches underneath him.

But, with a hand just loosely wrapped around his throat... he melts so easy that smaller Steve can't hate him. No way. He's so...

So everything.

Little Steve swears. And before he can think about it, he's barking at him to turn over.

Big Steve goes like that.

His muscles ripple and bulge and...

Oh.

He can be even softer than he already is, can't he?

All the proof pre-serum Steve needs in his tight, pink, little hole. Big Steve is trembling and clenching there. He's so vulnerable and sweet.

"I'd fucking lick you but I think you'd blow your top, wouldn't you? Serum made you a quick draw, hm?"

Steve squeaks, and he ruts into the bed with movements that are jerky and rough. He can't control himself. It's all the answer pre-serum Steve needs.

He doesn't waste any time and soon he's got three of his thin fingers up inside of him. He's like sin inside. Silky and hot and unbearably tight. And he keeps moaning, "oh, oh, oh--"

It'd be annoying if it weren't dripping in desperation and need. As is, little Steve is feeding off of it. He sounds like a fucking floozy. Like a whore.

He looks like a whore, his whole face going even dumber the second little Steve threads his fingers through his thicker, softer hair and pulls. Just that added stimulation, the added pain that Steve knows better than anyone, is getting mixed up with his pleasure sensors. He's feeling too much.

Too much.

It only gets worse.

Pre-serum Steve rubs his prostate harshly and pulls his hair harder, lean muscles straining, and bites his meaty shoulder. Steve screams when he cums.

Huh.

Interesting.

Little Steve doesn't care much beyond that, though. He keeps going. He takes his fingers out once he's done milking them, like a fucking vice, and shoves on into him.

And if he felt like sweet sin on his fingers, like the burn of taking Jesus's name in vein while sitting in the pews, his bigger self feels like burning in hell around his cock.

Jesus fucking Christ.

He's so tight on Steve's cock it hurts.

Hot. Wet. Overwhelming. Tight.

It's everything.

Neither of them can take it.

Little Steve can hardly wait for big Steve to choke out, basically sobbing, that he's ready. Vibrating in place. Feeling like he might be on the verge of his heart giving out in the best fucking way. And big Steve seemingly can't not fist the bedsheets. He rips them to shreds like they're paper. He arches his back. He shakes. He acts feral with the way his younger self is fucking him.

Little Steve is being mean--

Going rough and hard.

Fucking him. Rough and hard.

It feels so, so good for post-serum Steve. He's never had anyone touch him like this, with Bucky--God, his heart hurts--there was never any time. And he, himself, knows just what he wants, and he is exploiting it.

Steve is pretty sure he's going to explode, moaning like he's dying, pressing his back up into younger Steve's slim, sharp hips. His hip bones sting against his firm, plush ass. Steve wants it harder. Even if it kills him. He wants bruises. He wants to be marked. He wants to be claimed. He wants more.

God.

Steve sobs.

Steve growls.

They're breathing the same ragged breaths--smaller Steve because he can't not, this is the fucking workout and his lungs and heart are working overtime, and bigger Steve because it feels too good.

Big Steve is about to cum again, whimpering and just barely holding on, but...

"Get on your fucking back," smaller Steve pants, his voice like steel.

Bigger Steve follows his orders with a stab of arousal cutting through him. He's all wobbly and uncoordinated, moaning all upset without a cock in him, but he makes it.

On his back.

Younger, smaller Steve knee-walks back into position. The head of his cock finding his clenching hole and fucking back in. Rough.

"AH!" Steve wails.

His voice breaks and gets louder, a wordless shout, as younger Steve sinks his teeth into his throat. Then, in his jaw. And, then, into his lower lip.

Steve is trembling from tip to tail. Shaking apart.

He cums, eyes rolling to the back of his head with his own taste on his lips as the other Steve whispers filthy encouragement. It's sounds like mocking. It makes him ache in the best way. He's never had someone be so mean, and he's not sure he would be able to stand it from anyone else. But it's him. He knows what he needs. What he wants.

Guh.

And, oh God, don't even get me started on the possibility of nomad Steve watching from the sidelines, sitting back in a chair with his legs spread wide to accommodate for the hard line of his cock, an obvious bulge in his beat uniform pants. One hand is on his bulge and the other on his beard, stroking his thick facial hair as he looks on, stoic and silent... every now and again, he godes them, "that all you got?" Wanting to see them go harder and harder. Acting more and more like they're animals in heat, wanting to just tear each other apart.

Anyway... 👀

I just had to get that out of my head. Thank you for listening to my horny rambles as always 😘

((And I definitely wasn't listening to this song while writing this 👀))

[hyuckdolle]

in a trance 🎱 — han x f!reader

contains: 18+ , suggestive, smut, pet names (puppy, baby), praising, degrading, teasing, blowjob implied?, drabble | navigate 4 more

notes: hey tinktinks! thank y’all for reading and i hope you all enjoyed it. comments, reblogs, likes are all appreciated. although i write for fun, it make me happy knowing that y’all enjoyed it! p.s. hard hours are always opened on my account, just make sure y’all read the rules / limits in my pinned. <3

“hannie,” you said, your cheek resting on his thigh as you looked up at him from the floor. you decided to be bold this time. without han having to be the one to make the first move, tired of being a dumb little puppy, as han would refer to you… despite the fact it made you melt every single time. but this time, you wanted to prove to him that you can be a big girl.

repetitively glancing at the light print pressed up against his shorts. he was resting back on the sofa watching a video on his phone paying you little to no mind, but still aware. the rest of the group was going about their daily schedules, leaving you two alone.

“yes, baby?” he asked, his gaze fixated on his phone. he was holding the phone with one hand now, giving you small pats on the top of your head.

“i want,” your tiny voice faltered, subconsciously licking your lips. just like han and his phone, your eyes did not leave the bulge in his pants that had kept you content for the past few minutes.

‘shit, i already messed up’, you thought, cussing yourself out in your head for your lack of words.

then it shortly clicked for him, he realized what had you in a trance, what made you reply so dryly. he looked up from his phone, a small smirk present on his face.

“you want what? use your words baby,” han caressed your cheek. he sat the phone down next to him, giving you his full attention.

the tingling and fluttering had caused you to squeeze your thighs tightly together. you responded to his question by timidly shaking your head and lowering your gaze.

you were breathless, almost in awe, after seeing how the bulge in his shorts lit up in excitement. so you decided not to speak, knowing you’d be a stuttering mess. stuttering wasn’t going to help you at all knowing that han would take advantage of it and use it as an opportunity to tease you.

“is my little puppy shy?” he cooed at you and caressed your cheek with his thumb while smiling warmly.

“mhm,” you hummed quietly, your hands covering your face. “wan’ it.”

“want what?” he asked, tilting his head as if he didn’t understand what you were referring to before gently removing your hands from your face. “show me baby.”

after a while, you lifted your head and pointed to his bulge, your eyes gleaming at it… just wanting it already. you were always so good for him but he always still made you work for it, and that frustrated you. but you honestly hoped that he wouldn’t try to drag his questions and make you speak.

“my dumb little puppy wants hannie’s dick, is that it?” he almost mockingly said, it was more of a tease though.

but you could barely tell anyway, in fact you didn’t care that he was teasing you. you just wanted one thing and bratting out wasn’t going to help you get it. so, you quickly nodded in excitement. he gave you a look that only you knew of, asking you to speak up with your words.

“yes hannie i wan’ it,” you nodded again. han began pulling down his shorts, stopping mid-thigh, making your mouth water.

“good girl,” he said praising you for the bare minimum of speaking up knowing how shy you always get. he finally pulled it out of his boxers. it was so big and girthy as it laid hard on his abdomen. and you get to have it all to yourself… maybe being han’s dumb little puppy wasn’t too bad. and you loved it.

extra note: i’m tired of when i add the read more it repeats my paragraphs i’m tired of tryna fix it and it doing the same thing?! so fuck it .

but yeaaa… han loves treating you like a dumb puppy that can barely think for themselves😮‍💨.

© pixieelix. 2022

[drpeppertummy]

you Will ignore my refusal to ever give these an ending . little tiny late night thing

[bloated tummy, tummy rubs, mild burping]

"Are you alright?"

"My belly hurts," Sunny groaned. He was laying uncomfortably on the couch, pants unbuttoned, bloated tummy sticking up from his slender frame.

"I can see that," said Laurie, nudging his feet out of the way and sitting down beside him.

"Listen," he whined, and patted his belly. It sounded tight and hollow, as though it were filled with air.

"Sounds like a serious bloat," she agreed. "I don't think there's any hope for you, you're probably gonna pop."

"Fuck off, Laurie!"

"Just like a balloon," she continued, poking his belly. He winced and held his arms over it defensively.

"You're so mean," he said indignantly, giving her a light kick in the side.

"Hey, don't kick me!" She grabbed his ankle. He tried to pull away, but his stomach, disturbed by the sudden movement, cramped sharply. He quickly fell still with a pitiful moan, rubbing his aching tummy. Laurie let go of his leg, feeling sorry for him.

"Jeez, Sunny, how'd you get so bloated anyway? I thought it was your head that was full of air, not your stomach." He shot her an irritated look.

"I don't know," he said, letting his head fall back onto the cushion. "It won't come up." Laurie thought for a moment, then held out her arms.

"Come here," she instructed. He looked up at her suspiciously.

"What for?"

"Just come here."

"You better not squeeze me," he said, sitting up. His stomach gurgled unhappily. Laurie moved closer and held him against her, placing her hands on his tummy. It felt painfully tight, and she felt sorry for teasing him.

"Jeez, you really are bloated," she said. She began to rub his belly in slow circles, pressing ever so gently as she did. It gurgled loudly in protest at the pressure. Sunny opened his mouth to complain, but before he could, another gurgle bubbled up inside him and he burped. Laurie felt his distended stomach deflate slightly under her hands.

"How about that?" she said, pleased with herself. Smiling, she continued rubbing his belly, massaging the taut bulge poking out under his ribs. She felt another gurgle rise up under her hands, and he burped again, followed by a soft sigh of relief. He rested his head back against her shoulder.

"Hey, don't get too comfortable, mister," she giggled. "I think you're good to go." He looked up at her with big innocent doe eyes, and she pointedly turned her head away, pretending not to see.

"Puppy eyes don't work on me, Sunshine," she lied. He continued to stare up at her. Still looking away, Laurie took him under the arms and moved him away from her. He slumped sideways against the back cushion and sadly laid his head against it, looking pitifully at her. She pretended to ignore him for a few moments longer, then sighed defeatedly, unable to hold back a smile.

"Alright," she said, extending an arm. Sunny perked up and quickly snuggled up against her side. She draped her arm over him, and he took her hand and held it against his tummy.

[chrisbitchtree]

so steve and billy are on their first vacation to miami beach. billy's extremely excited. the march weather couldn't be lovelier for the occasion and the water is pristine.

however...

steve's luggage was lost by the airline. so they stop by a little shop down on the beach front to grab a suit. not about to let one snag ruin their trip. the only thing they can manage to find for steve?

an itsy bitsy teeny weey yellow polka dot... speedo.

Thank you so much for sending this my way!!! I love it so much that I had to write a little something for it!! 💕💕💕

***

Finally, after months of dreaming and planning and excitement, Billy and Steve were going on their first vacation together. Because of time constraints, it wasn’t feasible to make it all the way to California, but they were heading to Miami Beach for a few days of fun in the sun.

Their excitement lasted until they realized that the airline had lost Steve’s luggage. Sure, his belongings could be replaced, but it wouldn’t be cheap, and it would take time. They’d napped on the plane specifically so that they could drop their luggage, quickly get changed, and head right to the beach and spend a whole day on the sand and in the water. This would set them back some.

“I’ve got an extra towel and pair of flip flops in my bag,” Billy said as they left the airport with his suitcase, in search of a cab. “How about we dump my stuff and I’ll get changed, and then we’ll go to one of the shops at the beach and grab you some swim trunks. You can change in the dressing room and wear them right out. We can worry about replacing the rest of your stuff later. Ok?”

Steve agreed, not wanting to bring Billy down. He did as the blond had suggested, and was now walking towards the beach, feeling overheated in a sweater and jeans, thankful for Billy’s flip flops on his feet.

They went to shop after shop, looking through the racks, unable to find anything in Steve’s size, for some perplexing reason.

Just as they were about to give up, at the last shop, Billy, a mischievous grin on his face, held up an itsy bitsy teeny weeny yellow polka dot speedo.

“No, no way, Billy,” Steve said, shaking his head. “Not a chance. I’d rather swim in my jeans.”

“Come on, pretty boy,” Billy replied, giving Steve puppy dog eyes. “You know you’ll rock them.” He leaned a little closer, whispering. “Imagine how great your ass’ll look them.”

“It’s not my ass I’m worried about,” Steve said blushing, and looking down at himself.

Billy rolled his eyes. “Come on, Steve, you’re not that big. You’ll be fine. The waves are calling your name. Just buy them and get it over with.”

Steve sighed, snatching the speedo from Billy’s hand and marching towards the cash. After they were purchased, the shop attendant pointed him towards the dressing room.

Minutes later, he emerged, his face bright red, towel wrapped around his waist.

“Well, let me see,” Billy said, standing from the chair outside the dressing room.

Looking around the make sure the shop attendant was otherwise occupied, Steve slowly unwrapped the towel.

Billy’s eyes almost bulged out of his head at the sight before him. Steve’s cock was barely contained by the tiny scrap of fabric in a truly obscene display. “You know,” he said slowly. “On second thought, maybe your jeans would be better?”

“Oh no,” Steve chuckled, shaking his head. “You got what you wished for. And now you need to suffer the consequences, all day long. If you’re a good boy and keep your hands to yourself, maybe I’ll let you take them off me when we get to the hotel.”

[lemontsumu]

(This is an AU where Kiyoomi and Issei are brothers)

Kiyoomi fondly watches Atsumu playing with his niece, making silly faces to make her laugh and indulging her silly tricks, light pheromones dancing in the air around them in delight.

“Mama! Puppy, puppy!” she squeals, stuffing her fox plushie under Atsumu’s sweater.

“Yer really excited to become a big sister, aren’tcha, Akari-chan?”

Akari nuzzles her cheeks against Atsumu’s faux baby bump, promptly wincing in distaste when she picks up on the alphan scent—Kiyoomi’s scent—drenching Atsumu’s clothes. “Stinky!” her face contorts with genuine disgust, her tiny nose wriggling adorably still.

“Haha! Uncle Omi reeks, doesn’t he?” Atsumu playfully coos, releasing his pheromones. He hoists Akari in his arms and perches her on his lap, the little girl immediately seizing him in a big, warm hug and burying her nose in Atsumu’s l scent glands, giggly breaths tickling his neck.

From the other end of the couch, Kiyoomi rolls his eyes and scoffs, arms folded over his chest, helplessly endeared but foolishly jealous of Atsumu’s special bond with his brother’s daughter.

“So possessive, Kiyo-chan~” Tooru teases in a singsong, emerging from the kitchen with a whole tray of baked muffins, fresh out of the oven. “They’re just having fun. Don’t get mad at my babies,” he adds, knowing fully well Kiyoomi absolutely hates it when he uses the pet name for his omega.

Kiyoomi lets out a disgruntled groan.

Behind Tooru, Issei chuckles and wraps his arms around his mate, rubbing soothing circles on Tooru’s round, bulging belly. Tooru twists his neck and gives his alpha a kiss on the lips, short and sweet.

“Mommy and Daddy are flirtin’!” Akari gasps as she hides her face in her hands, mindlessly mimicking Atsumu’s accent in excitement.

“Of course we are, darling!” Tooru huffs, utterly shameless. “How do you think did mommy get pregnmrph-!”

“Not flirting, sweetie. Love love!” Issei shoves a muffin into Tooru’s mouth to shut him up.

Akari peeks between her knobby fingers, then she lunges into Atsumu’s arms and tackles him in an embrace. “Love love!”

Atsumu snuggles into the small bundle of joy, holding her tight.

Kiyoomi sighs, defeated yet uncontrollably fond.

When honey eyes meet his own, they share a wordless understanding through fervent gazes, heavy and sultry and /aching/ for each other. Longing for something they’ve always had close, but not quite their own.

They’ve been ready for a while now, so it’s no surprise they’ve reached a tipping point.

Kiyoomi’s inner alpha howls in anticipation.

A silent promise is conveyed in mellowed scents, which doesn’t go unnoticed by the other pair of fated mates in the room. Issei and Tooru turn their heads with matching mischievous looks, snickering, catching the shift in Kiyoomi’s temper.

But Kiyoomi could care less, for his mind is set on one thing alone: whisking Atsumu away and taking him home.

For tonight, Kiyoomi is a man on a mission.

[hyuckilstan]

I’m Right Here - J.Yh

Pairing: Yunho x (small?idk yunho is just big so-)fem!reader

Genre: smut, fluff

Warnings: unprotected sex(wrap it before you tap it), size kink, bulge kink, cursing, oral (f receiving), pet name (princess),praise, big dick yunho :D (again, nothing too much, just smut)

Wc: 1.8 k words

Summary: After your date stood you up, you head to Yunho’s apartment, little did you know it would turn into more than an innocent talk with him.

a/n: Jeez I’m obsessed with these eight men and keep writing about them ;-; (note to self, reader is on pills)

“Oh wow.” He looks at you standing in front of his door, heels in your hands, smelling like alcohol. “Date stood you up?” he said letting you head in his cozy apartment, “Yes, I am never seeing any of those frat guys again. Ever.”

You smacked your purse at him and he laughed as he watched you head in the kitchen and opening the fridge grabbing a beer. “I mean, why should you when I’m right here baby?” he joked and you scoffed.

“You should consider it given the fact that you owe me like a thousand dollars worth just for beer and alcohol.” You ignored him and went to his room, to his drawer grabbing a hoodie, “Oh and my hoodies.” You glared at him when he came in the room as you were changing, not like he hasn’t seen it all but he still faced away.

“You have mood swings when you’re drunk,” he commented, he could feel you giving him the stink eye but he found it very entertaining and fun to tease you. “Yunho, let’s watch a movie,” he flinched when he felt the sudden skinship of you hugging him behind his back.

He faced towards you and lifted you up, “Hey! I can walk!” you said beating his chest lightly, “I know, but I won't let you,” He giggled as he watched you struggle to get off of him.

You stretched your hand out to grab for the beer standing on the table in front of the T.V but he snatched it away, “Uh-uh no way you’re drinking another, you reek of alcohol.” You whined and sulked like a kid, he found it cute and funny because your mood would change so quickly.

You watched as he walked away to the kitchen with the beer, to come back with an ice cream bucket instead. Your eyes lit up and jumped up to get ice cream but he put it above his head and you smacked his chest, “Okay okay, here you go, you’re such a baby,” he gave you the ice cream before you could hit him again and you gladly took it.

“Where are you going?” you asked, “I’m getting blankets,” you hummed in response and watched him walk into his bedroom. When he got back he watched as your tiny figure (especially with his huge hoodie) was watching a movie with a huge scoop of ice cream on the spoon you were holding. “What’re you watching?” “Crazy rich asians,” you faced towards him, almost in the verge of tears.

“They love each other so much! Why can't they just be together!” you sobbed as you took a bite of the ice cream. “Okayyy you should sleep,” he turned off the tv and took the ice cream from you and carried you to his bed and tucked you in. “I’m not a kid Yunho,” he looked back as he was about to head out.

“Wanna talk about it?” you nodded and he sat on the bed while you stood up. “I really liked him, I thought we had a great time too.” Yunho was sad, not only by the fact that his best friend got played but also because you couldn’t see how much he liked you.

He knew it was coming the moment he saw you order an Americano in the cafe he worked at. He hugged you tight in his arms, “You know, fuck him. He’s so stupid for letting such a beautiful, amazing, caring and loving person go, his loss.”

He was filled with happiness and warmth to hear your cute little giggle, “I’m sorry, I should’ve warned you,” you pulled back from his bear hug and looked at the sad looking puppy, “It was never your fault Yun,” you giggled again.

Well this was something new, seeing his face so close to yours to the point that you could feel his warm breath on your lips stirred something in you, “Yunho...” he hummed. Half drunk half sober, you asked for something he never expected you to ask.

“Can I kiss you?”

He was so flustered, although it was dark in his room, you could see his ears that were tinted pink. He looked at you to make sure you weren’t joking.

He knew that expression you made was something you used in all seriousness. “Are you sure about that?” he said out, his voice almost breaking.

“Yes.”

At first the kiss started out soft, Yunho was reluctant at first, but when he thought that you would most likely forget it the next day he thought, fuck it, lemme enjoy it while it lasts. Little did he know you were sober than he thought you were. He didn’t expect you to kiss him any longer, but you did.

Soon, the kiss got more heated, deeper, needier and lustful. He gave in the kiss, not giving any fuck when all he could think of was fucking you. His large hands slid down from your waist to your ass, earning a gasp from you when he squeezed it. Yunho was always aroused by how small you

were compared to him, there were countless nights where he masturbated to the thought of you squirming underneath him. About how you would tell him its too much but keep fucking yourself on his cock.

He pinned you down on the bed and started kissing on your neck, earning another gasp from you. He went lower.....to your chest, to your lower abdomen and looked up to you. “Is this okay? Are you sure?” he asked, consent was everything for him after all.

You nodded patting him on the head and he smiled warmly. It was sweet and all untill he started going lower, sliding your dress up. And taking off your panties with the help of his teeth.

Your breath hitched as you felt his warm breath against your skin again, but this time it was against your cunt, you watched him intently as he spread the wetness oozing out of your core all while kissing your inner thighs.

How could he be this gentle but hot. You spoke too soon, your heavy breathing soon turned into moans as he ate you out like it was his last meal, “Oh my god. Fuck!” Yunho was skilled with his tongue, so skilled that you felt as if you could release the knot in your stomach after what felt like 5 seconds.

Your moans started getting louder when he started rubbing on your clit. The pleasure felt so good you were already close, then he slipped two fingers in you, holy shit his fingers alone could make you feel full.

“Oh fuck- Yunho, I’m so close,” he rubbed your clit harder and you let out a choked moan as you let out your release. “You taste so sweet,” he said wiping the wetness on his cheeks that glistened under the moonlight.

You were still laying down, shocked by what you’re seeing, the man on top of you looked absolutely gorgeous, all of the alcohol in your system was knocked out by this point by the heavy orgasm.

He leaned down to kiss you again, you looked at his obvious erection and was shocked by how big it was, “Will that....fit in me?” you asked and he chuckled, “You’re so cute, it will, you’re doing so good for me.

All you remembered was how both of you were naked now and the amount of foreplay that happened, heavy breathing and choked moans and gasps. And that happened all before he was actually in you.

“Yunnie.....could you...” you said too shy to ask him directly that you wanted his dick in you, he laughed and positioned himself to your entrance, each inch sinking in your hole.

The stretch you felt was insane, by the time his whole cock entered you, it felt so good your head was spinning. “Fuck you’re so tight, and I’m not even fucking you yet,” he chuckled. It took some time to adjust to his size, no matter how much he wanted to rail you then and there he decided to be patient and the fuck was worth it.

By the time you did adjust, he started out slow, but now it wasn’t so slow. Well obviously cause he was railing you while you cried out moans of pleasure into your pillow with your ass up face down.

He fucked you so well you don’t even remember the last time you felt this much pleasure, his hands reached to your lower belly, “I can feel myself fucking into you, shit princess you’re so beautiful you’re making me go crazy. ”

He would occasionally give your ass a slap which was turning red now, he hit your g-spot so well and you swore you saw stars, “You’re so small it makes me want to ruin you even more,” he said sliding his large hands from your hips to your ass and giving it a harsh slap. Your moans echoed through his room, his name coming out like a mantra, he was so happy to be sharing this level of intimacy with you.

“Fuck. I thought you’d be stretched out by now but you’re still so tight.” He wasn’t gonna last long anymore, and you could tell by how his groans got more louder, his hips faltering and his dick twitching inside you, “Turn over princess, I want to see your face,” You yourself was so close, “Yun-” you choked on your sentence as he fucked you faster.

“Me too princess,” you gripped onto the sheets as he fucked you harsh and fast, he pulled out to enter you again, and that did it for the two of you.

His seeds flowed out of you along with your own release. He didn’t miss to praise you for “being such a good girl” you were already half asleep, he laughed at you, “You’re so cute,” surely he’d known you were sober by now.

After cleaning you up, he got into the blanket with you and hugging you tightly. Both of you fell asleep like that, you wouldn’t have it any other way.

The next morning came, you woke up to find yourself naked, and you’re best friend naked as well sleeping beside you, cuddling with you. Then you saw flashbacks to the previous night, you felt embarrassed but you would be lying if you said you didn’t wanna do it again.

“Awake?” you heard Yunho’s morning voice right next to your ear which sent shivers down your spine. “Yes...” he let out a small giggle, “What?”

“Nothing, I just really like you. Will you go on a date with me?”

©hyuckilstan 2022. All Rights Reserved.

[celestialking]

Gold with envy

◇ NSFW 18+ only ◇ Minors/Ageless blogs DNI◇ You will be blocked ◇

Word count: 1.5k

Warnings: amab, jealousy, possessiveness, implied dumbification, tummy bulge, size kink, calling him your god, 

"Who's that again?" The god asked unenthusiastically. 

"My lovely angel," Foolish sighed lovingly, glancing over at you. 

The sun was at its hottest, raining liquid fire over your skin. Naturally you had decided to cool off in the water nearby. 

"Your angel?" He questioned. 

Foolish could feel that buzz in his brain whenever XD started to become upset. 

"I own everything on this server, Foolish. Just like you're my pet they also belong to me," this made the golden shark's eyebrows furrow. 

"What a lovely desert flower they are," the god mused, continuing to anger the totem more. 

"I like pretty things you know, I take extra care of them," 

Like George. Foolish began thinking to himself. The sleepy mushroom king. Anger boiled his blood as the god whispered more and more in his mind. Each sentence bringing Foolish into a darker mood. 

"I think this meeting is over right XD? Friend." 

He attempted to keep himself calm. XD, whether clueless of; or purposely disregarding the shark totems sour mood, chuckled softly. 

"Of course, I think I've said my share. Goodbye Foolish. I'll be seeing you soon," and with that Foolish felt like a weight had been lifted from him. 

"So," your voice startled him. "When will I get a statue," you hummed. 

"I'll build you one right now," 

You laughed. For a shark Foolish seemed more like a big puppy than a blood thirsty giant. "Actually I was hoping you'd come take a swim with me," 

He glanced down at you watching the water drip from your hair. It was already beginning to dry in the blazing heat. Foolish wanted to smile and nod, but the God's words kept ringing in his head. He wouldn't be surprised I'd he was still there.

"Actually I have a better idea," he grinned. 

That God would be swallowing his lies in no time. 

Foolish dragged you along with him towards the entrance of his summer home, down into the deeper levels where it was cool and hidden from the sun. "Foolish what-" you hadn't gotten a chance to speak before you realized what his better idea was. Into your shared bedroom he pushed you against the sheets. "Oh," you gasped as he brought you close. You had never seen this side of Foolish. He pulled off your clothes quickly, doing the same to himself. You let him do as he pleased; the thought of letting him wreck you with no hesitation made you tremble beneath him. It contrasted greatly from his usually gentle demeanor in bed. 

"Missed you my prince," he breathed out sharply. 

He was quick to prep you, fingers thrusting in. 

"Missed you too silly, now hurry up," you whined, wiggling around. 

Foolish debated whether to listen to your pleas or not. He was big, and prep was heavily needed. "Cmon," you purred. "I can take it," Foolish ignored you instead pushing another finger in and brushing against a spot that sent sparks up your spine. When he was finally satisfied, he removed his fingers. 

"Wait," you pushed up on his shoulders. "Let me," 

Foolish let you guide him to lay on his back. You threw your legs over his thighs before scooting up a bit. Foolish watched you position yourself above his cock before slowly moving down on it. 

The tip pushed in easily, your head tilted back as he was deeper and deeper in you. Foolish whimpered slightly making you look down. You knew he was big, but not this big. Although he was only partially in there was a small bulge from him. You'd bet more than anything once you started bouncing his eyes would be glued to watching the bulge appear and leave again. Then you began moving. 

Your thighs trembled with each lifting of yourself, his hands came to your hips to help steady you. Foolish was trembling with excitement, you looked so tiny even though you were above him. Pathetic that you couldn't even take it all the way to the base. You let out a whine. He flushed, had he accidently said that aloud? Before he could apologize for saying such a thing he took in your reaction. Maybe he'd have to say things like that more often. This was so much better than a swim you decided, bouncing faster. He clutched at you crying out. 

In fact the shark totem was extremely vocal. 

Liquid honey dripped from the groans that left his mouth. Every moan and grunt had you clenching down harder around him. Foolish adjusted his grip on your hips, slamming you down onto his cock. His hips snapped up to meet yours.  It was desperate, as if he had to prove something. And he did. You gasped as he pulled you down against his chest, roughly flipping you both over. It wasn't hard when you had incredible strength.

"Mine," he mouthed at your throat. 

The growl of possessiveness from the half god made something curl in the pit of your stomach. Foolish was careful not to bite too hard with his sharp teeth. He was about to create art on your skin; a design of dark and bruising marks that spanned from shoulder to shoulder. Maybe then that pesky god would keep his masked nose out of other people's lives and away from what didn't belong to him. 

It was unknown to you what made Foolish act this way, but you didn't care. Not when pleasure was drowning out all of your senses, lust clouding your mind. Not when you were being railed this good. 

Your mind was muddled, not able to supply you with a single word to say as you let him use you for what you're worth. Whimpers and sobs of pleasure bubbled from your lips; driving the hybrid into going harder, faster, just to hear more. Foolish pulled back to admire his handy work. The red splotches on your skin beginning to fade into something darker and more permanent. He could see your cock bouncing against your stomach with every thrust, it drooled precum. 

As he made eye contact with you Foolish realized he had completely and utterly wrecked you. The color of your eyes was practically overtaken by your pupils that were blown wide. A sense of pride bubbled in his chest. Foolish leaned down, gripping your chin gently. 

There was just one thing left to prove that you were his, and his alone. 

"Who's making you feel this good?" 

"You," you slurred. 

"But who am I angel?" 

"My god," 

Every nerve in Foolish's body short circuited. Had you been more alert at the mumbled words you whined out you probably would have taken it back. The only thing worse than a jealous half-god was the jealousy of a god. The title had something twisting in Foolish's stomach, he wouldn't admit it but the name was going to his head and placing him embarrassingly close to cumming. 

"Say it again," he demanded softly, releasing your chin. 

"My god," you mumbled once more. His hands grasped your cock with a gasp, your back arched up into his touch. 

"More," 

"My god, my god," you repeated your new name for Foolish like a prayer. 

You were overwhelmed by the dangerous cloud of pleasure. His hand felt like hot fire working away at your cock, burning his touch into your skin. With every thrust of his hips, you could feel him pushing deeper in than you thought he could. You were so close, right on the edge, you just needed that little nudge. 

"Oh-" you choked on a moan. "Please- Need nng- to cum," 

Foolish seemed to take pity on your broken words working himself faster and faster. He too was close. That pressure of pleasure built up steadily, he grunted adjusting his hold on you. Both hands now on your hips. 

As he came Foolish pushed the deepest he had, hips meeting yours. You sobbed in pleasure from feeling so full. That's all it took for you to reach your orgasm, cumming harder than you had before Foolish watched you go limp in his grasp. He ground his hips gently bringing you down a bit before slowly pulling out. 

The hybrid didn't miss the whine of overstimulation as he cock pulled out with a small pop. His cum dripped out, running down a bit of your leg before landing on the sheets. 

He knew you would squirm away if he attempted to clean you now so instead he pulled you close to his body, petting your hair until you had calmed completely. No god was ever going to question him again, that was for sure. 

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[bemylord]

haikyuu boys have a size kink

characters: ushijima, kuroo, atsumu, bokuto, tsukishima.

warnings: smut, oral, belly bulge, degrade, breeding and size kink, anal, gagging.

ᴜꜱʜɪᴊɪᴍᴀ ᴡᴀᴋᴀᴛᴏꜱʜɪ

like every boy who has a thick cock - he'd be smug whilst fucking your cunt to see how your belly is bulging due to his cock.

you'll boost his ego if you'd scratch his back or biceps, so ensuingly in the morning, his back would be dotted in the red patterns; screaming his name like it's the one word you know.

a big daddy in the bed. wanna stay all day in the bed and receiving cuddles and smooches? call ushijima daddy or captain. it would blow his mind, hearing your broken voice, thanks to his cock, moaning and whimpering.

'd-daddy!' you're getting lost in ushijima's thick cock, lacking of his deep, but morbid kisses. ushijima is biting your lips, immediately licks the blood that flowing down into your chin. strikes are powerful, beating moans and whimpers from your mouth every time his balls are hitting your ass. ushi hoists your up from the bed you were laying on: with one hand his holding your waist whilst another one is keeping the buttocks. nudging your tight and dripping pussy on his cock, feeling the closest orgasm.

'my baby, i'm close, i-' you're kissing the protruding bone on his collarbone, leaving there small hickeys that will come off in a couple of minutes. ushijima presses his lips against yours, increasing his tempo, pulling your closer to his body. 'let's do it together, honey, cum on my dick'

'cum inside me, ushi, i wanna feel your sperm inside me' you murmured wheezing, bouncing on his cock, feeling the wave is overwhelming you, bringing what you've been needy for a long time. as wakatoshi felt your creampie on his dick he bowed his head back, making his last movements 'till he did the last like you. he kept nudging into you a couple of times, make sure you've got off his semen in your belly. he kissed your sweat forehead, carrying you to the bathroom.

ᴋᴜʀᴏᴏ ᴛᴇᴛꜱᴜʀᴏᴜ

kuroo likes to do it in a raw when you aren't prepared, just enough to feel how a big cock is stretching your walls, going in until his balls squish against your ass and going out, bursting inside with speed, beating out of you desperate, concupiscent moan.

being complacent through the whole intercourse, degrading and humiliating you by calling you slut or needy puppy.

kuroo adores when you're taking the initiative by getting fucked into his lap, controlling the pace, and watching your lover's lustful expression.

'bouncing on my fat cock like that should be illegal, babe, ah~' he groaned when you take his member all, drooping down, moving the pelvis forward and backward. 'jumping on it, babe' kuroo thrusts hips up, forcing you to grab his shoulders. you looked into his eyes, taking the massive dick which is destroying your cunt.

'kuroo, ng~' you whimpered, when kuroo put hands on your waist burying himself deeper. you put yourself at the risk, slightly blowing on kuroo's ear, moaning quietly as you're cumming. your walls are squeezing his dick so tight, that he groaning, bend you over.

'did you had my permission to cum? now, i'm gonna fill your cunt with me hot sperm until it'll be enough to dripping from your pussy'

ᴀᴛꜱᴜᴍᴜ ᴍɪʏᴀ

deep oral - his favorite one. as a punishment, when you wake him up in his dick inside your tiny mouth. frankly speaking, his dick is so massive that it barely fits in your mouth: you could suck only his glans, clearly can't put a cock deeper because of the length.

another one who would be smug when you can't take his cock entirely. would be grinning and laughing at your gagging face, when you're attempting to pull away to have a breath of air.

enjoys thrusting his pelvis up when you getting down on the dick, just to make sure he's the leader.

'gag on it, sugar. feel every inch of my thick cock' atsumu did a fist of your hair to use your head as he wants. atsumu didn't have time to breathe, practically choking by his dick. atsumu might be a boy who would cherish and loving a boyfriend, but when the last ray of sunshine leaves the earth - you should call him daddy. licking his balls to the pink head, being forcing to put a dick until the glans will touch your throat.

'those tears, baby girl, that's because it's big, isn't it? taste my cum, girl' atsumu wen crazy, when he sees your tears - he's the one who can ruin your makeup, making your eyeliner run down your cheeks, leaving the black patters. your closed eyes tight, open your throat to take his cock and semen. your lover came with a loud groan, making a serial of hits in you. the mouth is filled with a hot liquid just as atsumu wanted it. you swallowed the sperm, staring at his smug and sassy facial expression.

'now sit on my face, i'm gonna eat you dripping pussy'

ʙᴏᴋᴜᴛᴏ ᴋᴏᴛᴀᴜʀᴏᴜ

he's kinda clingy and tactile: pressing you against his muscle, interlacing your fingers, kissing your lips softly and lazily, contrary to his painful strikes in your pussy.

when he first made a push in you, he was over and over asking 'how do you feel?' or 'can i move, my angel?' when you get used to his size, bokuto acts more confident - he doesn't like seeing you crying because of his cock.

bokuto is a sweet pie when it comes to the aftercare - his treasured part. bokuto will spread smooches all over your cute face, making you blushed and smile.

'my little owl, it-' bokuto groaned, when you scratched his back, pulling him closer by his torso. he kissed your lips, running hands all over your body, trying to feel every curve, smooth skin, and irregularities. if there's kink named: the man who's obsessed with your body - it'd be koutarou's kink. the captain is terribly obsessed with you. every your 'defect' that you're trying to hide, bokuto adores.

'you're gonna make your captain cum, i-' before he could finish, the spontaneously wave of orgasm made him push inside you deeply. in addition, your walls are wringing out the last of his sperm. both of you felt your high note suddenly, remaining with his breath knocked out, drowning in each other arms.

'let's have a cuddle session!' you've got no way to run.

ᴛꜱᴜᴋɪꜱʜɪᴍᴀ ᴋᴇɪ

honorable master of degrading you. doesn't care about phrases he's talking whilst pumping into you. he'd degrade and humiliate through all the night you'll be fucking. actually, tsukki is tremendously affectional after that.

the perfect way to show who's the host? anal sex for sure. your hole isn't scratched for his massive cock - amazing for him, painful for you [could be a slogan for your night-life]

scoundrel when he watches how your facial expression changes from the 'wrong hole, tsukki, it hurts' to the 'please rub my clit, i'm gonna creampie, tsukki please'

'tsukki-'

'you know my name, slut, call it!'

tsukishima spanked your ass with a resounding sound that left the mark on your booty. you're on ll fours, hair pulled, back arched - as your daddy loves to. it hurts so much that you couldn't feel anything, but his dick. you screamed his nickname when tsukki found the right nerve profoundly in the ass. kei pulled your hair back, facing your ear, biting and licking. he knew what'll be if he dares to do that - you felt the familiar feeling inside your belly. a new batch of orgasm is about to come, kei rubs your clit as he learned to read the mind. unconsciously, you squeeze his dick while finishing, uttering the nickname. you sank to your elbows with a dick inside you.

'd-daddy'

'that's right, now daddy is gonna cum and cum until your ass will drain my balls'

//~~//

why i did bokuto so sweet it must a nsfw work, but i hope you liked it!

highly recommending to listen 'lights down low' while reading it. omgfd it feels different.

[superherotiger]

PROMPT

Peter meets Ned for the first time but he is a tiny child and Tony is there because biodad au funsies

Anything for you beloved!

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“Whoa! Is that the new LEGO Star Destroyer!”

Peter perked up at the excited voice, readjusting his glasses so he could get a clear look at the boy standing across the table from him with a wide, beaming grin.

“Uh… ye- yeah!” Peter finally replied, shocked that anyone was actually interested in his LEGO sets. His dad had told him he shouldn’t take it to school, but Peter was just so excited to get started on it, he begged his dad to let him take just a part of it to work on during lunch. It took some convincing, but his father finally relented under the strain of his puppy dog eyes.

“That’s so cool!” the new boy exclaimed with a contagious breed of excitement. “My mum said it wouldn’t be out until November.”

Smiling, Peter presented the instruction book proudly and said “I got it for my birthday! My dad has some friends that work at LEGO, and they let him have it early.”

“Dude, that’s awesome!” the boy replied, taking in the sight of the half constructed control bridge with glee. “Do you mind if I watch you make it? I’ve never seen one of the new sets before.”

Peter blinked in surprise, before nodding his head enthusiastically and almost knocking his glasses off in the process. He honestly hadn’t thought that anyone would be interested in his LEGO, let alone an incomplete set, but seeing how excited this new boy was made his heart swell with warmth.

“Wanna help me build it?” Peter asked swiftly once the boy had sat down.

Eyes nearly bulging out of his head, the boy asked “Really?! Are you sure?!”

Peter smiled and pushed the pieces into the middle of the table so it was in reach of them both. “For sure!”

“Whoa, thank you dude! You’re so cool!” the boy beamed happily.

“You too.”

“What’s your name? Mine’s Ned,” the new boy said, offering his hand warmly.

“Hi Ned, I’m Peter,” he replied as he shook his hand, the two of them exchanging a bright smile as they let go.

Together, they spent all of their lunch break building that little LEGO command deck and talking about their favourite Star Wars movies. And though their conversation was quickly hushed during class, it didn’t stop either boy from passing notes to each other when the teacher turned their back.

Who’s your favourite character?

Luke! I want to be a Jedi when I grow up like him! You?

Cool! I love chewie! He’s big and strong and fluffy!

I have a toy chewie at home. You should come over a see it!

That would be so cool!

By the end of the day, Ned and Peter were practically glued to each other’s sides, scheming of all the ways they could spend time with each other and planning sleepovers they were in no position to organise. When Peter spotted his Dad walking through the classroom door to collect him though, he immediately took Ned by the hand and dragged him over to introduce the two.

“Oh my gosh Peter! Do you know who that is?!” Ned whisper-shouted to his friend as he spotted the man at the door.

“Yeah, it’s my dad!” Peter announced proudly.

Somehow, Ned’s eyes grew even bigger than when he’d seen the LEGO. “Really?!”

“Yep!” Peter smiled. He was a little unsure why Ned looked so nervous all of a sudden, but he put it down to nerves and turned towards his father with a pleased wave. “Hi dad!”

“Hey kiddo. Who’ve you got there?” his father asked warmly as he lowered his red tinted shades.

“This is my new friend Ned!” Peter said excitedly. “He loves Star Wars and LEGO and science! He’s just like me dad!”

“Aw, that’s great Underoos,” his father cooed, before turning to Ned with a friendly smile and saying “Nice to meet you Ned. I’ve gotta take Pete home now, but maybe me and your parents can arrange play date with Peter someday.”

“Oh my gosh, that would be so cool!” Ned said as his hands shook from pure excitement. Turning towards his friend, Ned enveloped Peter in a crushing bear hug which the latter returned with equal vigour and said, “Thanks for letting me play with you today!”

“Thanks for wanting to play with me,” Peter replied cheerfully as they pulled away. “See you tomorrow?”

“Yep! See you then!” Ned said, waving goodbye as Peter took hold of his father’s hand and left the room.

“Have fun today kiddo?” his father asked with a knowing smile as they climbed into the car that Uncle Happy was waiting in.

“Heaps! Ned is awesome, I can’t wait to see him again,” Peter answered, before declaring fiercely, “Today was the best day ever!”

Chuckling warmly, his father pressed a kiss to Peter’s unruly mop of curls and said, “Glad to hear it Roo.”

[midoriyas-wifey]

ALPHA!WOLF HYBRID! BAKUGOU X OMEGA!BUNNY! READER SFW AND NSFW HEADCANONS

Okay, so this might’ve ended up more as a short story with some nasty thots ™ , but c’est la vie 😌

* Ok my size kink is about to jump out but I imagine the size difference between him and his lil bunny is that they only come up to his elbow. When I say lil bunny I mean LIL bunny 😈

* Also Y/N is a lop earred bunny bc I said so.

* Bakugou ADORES his bunny’s size; couldn’t be more happy (and smug 🙄) about it.

* Despite his typically rough and dominating nature, he will admit to being SLIGHTLY softer with his omega (don’t be fooled he follows them like a lost puppy, simping all the way)

* If someone even LOOKS at his bunny funny, he’s on them like white on rice. Ground shaking growls and snarls fills the air, ruff bristling with the intent to throw hands. And bite. Tbh he probably carries rabies.

* Only Y/N can truly calm him. His friends take full advantage, both metaphorically and literally tugging on the beast’s tail. Sometimes Y/N doesn’t soothe him just for laughs. His friends don’t find that funny thank you very much.

* With Deku it’s on sight. This wolf has less chill than canon Bakugou.

* It was almost cliche, how they met. Y/N was going on a jog in their local park, enjoying the short but lovely Sakura blossoming season.

* It just so happened that Bakugou was taking a MUCH needed lunch break, his tail wagging at the mere thought of digging into his ungodly spicy curry.

* He decided to enjoy the serenity of the park, plopping himself heavily on the bench that groaned under his massive form. However, it was no match for the deep growling groan bubbling deep in his chest.

* That’s when his (future) omega came around the bend, paying him no mind as they passed.

* He was struck, a primal urge within him roaring to life. His mind narrowed down to that of a predator.

* Chase

* CHASE

* His body sprung into action, intent on hunting his prey- his mate his mate hismate hismate HISMATE-

* Before either one of them knew what was going on, Y/N was scooped into his arms, tiny frame near squished from the possessive hold of the huge alpha.

* He stopped, taking a moment to bend down to sniff and whuff all over his bunny’s hair, burying his sensitive nose as deep as possible.

* Suddenly, as if snapped from a trance, Bakugou reared his head back in confusion at his own actions, before looking down with clear eyes at the little bunny cradled against him.

* Y/N’s nose was twitching a mile a minute in confusion and surprise, frozen in his hold.

* Y/N oddly didn’t feel much fear, instead mostly an apprehensive curiosity; waiting to see what this wolf would do.

* He couldn’t deny that the Omega’s twitching nose and heated face were more than adorable. He took another inhale and grinned, baring his large, sharp fangs in excitement.

* Ok now Y/N was a little spooked they can’t lie.

* He decided in that moment that this cute little bunny would be his, come hell or high water.

NSFW AHEAD CHOO CHOO 🚂

* So,, size difference.

* He lives and DIES for belly bulges and cumflation. It also goes without saying that he has a breeding and impregnation kink I mean cmon he’s a wolf hybrid alpha hellooooo

* Ass man til he dies. He’s fiending for those cakes, he wanna see them wobble and jiggle on his dick. And also loves to watch that cute tail bob and wiggle along with it.

* He dreams of nothing more than clappin and slappin cheeks. If he wasn’t a pro hero then he’d be a pro spanker and groper every time he can get away with it.

* Likes when you squeak out in surprise when he takes a swat at your ass

* I hc his dick to be about 4 inches flacid and grows to about 9 inches including his knot. He’s a grower not a shower for sure, but he’s smug about it all the same.

* It’s obviously a wolf shaped dick bc I don’t hold back. And neither does his hunny bunny 😏

* Speaking of, the first time they fucked he insisted on treating them like a porcelain doll, barely touching where they needed him. Finally they rolled over into doggy position, head resting on the pillow before wiggling their ass in a blatant invitation.

* He took hold of their velvety ears and tilted their head back in a show of total dominance, a fierce growl demanding their submission.

* He bred them until they passed out, drool, cum, and slick soaking the sheets. No matter how much he tried, no matter how big his knot inflated in his omega, there was just too much of his virile cum stuffing Y/N for it all to stay in.

* He could feast on their sex for hours, lapping it up like ambrosia, leaving his omega a shaking and crying mess

* Makes them ride his face he don’t care what size they are. If they’re bigger he lives for almost being smothered to death by their thick thighs. His tongue will fuck Y/N to infinity and beyond, greedy the whole way through.

* He just can’t get enough of his sweet lil bunny, and Y/N’ll take all the affection and pleasure he gives them. They have no choice in the matter. He’s the alpha and what he says goes, and if his omega forgets that? He’s more than happy to remind them.