#giant reader

[harbinger-of-enmity]

Shamefull Giant/Tiny Thoughts . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

AMAB Giant Reader x Unnamed Tiny Character 📌

✒︎ Vincent’s Ramblings; I LOVE EXTREME SIZE DIFF, normal size diff that’s a few inches to a foot is fine and all, BUT ONE PERSON BEING ABLE TO HOLD THE OTHER IN THEIR HAND?? LOORRDD

❥ But holding someone in your palms, they squirm and yelp when you shift just slightly. They try to kick or bite, but they’re just so small! You barely even feel a pinch when they do so, your voice so deep from how big you are as you laugh at them.

❥ Comparing them to different things around you. Your favorite cup or blanket, finding amusement in just how small they are. This little human, barely the size of your finger, and they’re all yours!

❥ Jerking off while they watch, maybe setting them on your belly. They’re barely half the size of your giant cock. They can’t help but feel intimidated as it pulses and jerks. You groan, and it shakes their world, watching the pulsing member in your hand throb.

❥ They can’t help their curiosity and press their little hands to the hot rod. It drives them mad! The heat and throb of your cock making them sweat. Their hands become slimy as pre-cum drools from the tip, dripping onto their face.

❥ Laying them on a table and cumming all over them! They become so sticky, but they feel so good and warm. Laughter bubbles up from their chest when your hot cum splatters on their little body, a dopey grin gracing their lips.

❥ They look good coated in your cum, you think.

❥ Picking them up, fingers curling around their body. You peel away their little clothes. They feel so good they can barely process what’s happening.

❥ Until suddenly, your warm tongue pulls against their belly. You lick them clean of your cum, massive tongue nearly the size of their body dragging over them. They gasp and squeal when your tongue starts rubbing over their intimates.

❥ They whine, pawing at your hand and bucking against your tongue. You can feel their fluid on your tongue, your sensitive tastebuds smeared with the flavor.

❥ You squeeze them, and they nearly cum on the spot, shaking in your hand with your tongue between their legs.

❥ Setting the sweet thing on your stomach as you come down from your high, laughing when they struggle to find stable footing. Stroking their head with your massive thumb, smiling down at their blissful expression.

❥ I’d love to have a tiny of my own 🫶

[djljpanda]

(Ok! Wanna have something wholesome to write?!?)

Wally x gentle giant non binary reader headcanons? Where the reader is basically: howdy/poppy sized, but is basically ‘soft babie who can’t be left alone or they’ll cry’ type of gentle? Like big teddy bear!

(Btw you don’t have to do this if ya don’t wanna do it! You do you! You deserve ALL the love in this world, and if you ever say “I’m not good�� or “I’m ugly.” GIRLY YOU IS THE BEST THING ALL THE PEOPLE OF TUMBLER NEEDS YOU SLAY THE DAY AWAY!)

Thank you for your kind words. You really made me smile and felt loved, thank you a lot. So here is your order.

You are the sweetest thing in the whole neighborhood - Wally Darling

You love the fact that Wally keeps you company and Wally himself loves keeping you company

Wally always tells you that he will never judge you based on your height

You do love caring Wally around and man he loves it too

If you ever feel insecure Wally is there if you need to talk with and he is okay if you would want to talk with Poppy and Howdy if you have too

Wally hates when he hears you talk bad about yourself

You can to yourself that "I'm not good enough", Wally can be 100 miles away and he will still hear you

He may have small legs but he will be there already telling you how great you are

Even with both of your different heights Wally makes you feel the same height

You do like to see when Wally paints you, he just finds you eye catching as to him you are the most beautiful

One time Wally did leave without telling you he was leaving and you thought he ditched you as tears started to come from your eyes. Wally came back shocked to see you in such a state but you just rushed over to him and hugged him so tight afraid that if you let go he will be gone again. Wally comforted you by telling you he will never leave you and he loves you very much.

Honestly your guys cuddle time is the best

Wally calls you a big soft teddy bear while you both laid down in bed

Wally feels so lucky to have you and is always there when you need him

[welcome-home-art-dump]

Julie Joyful- Giant reader headcanons

🪀 First thing she does is ask to be picked up and spun around by you.

🪀 you're essentially a jungle gym to her; she's always climbing you and swinging on one of your arms.

🪀when she's not full of too much energy, she'll just cling to your calf as you walked to enjoy the ride.

🪀 often tries to convince Frank to play with you both or at least give climbing you a try. [never succeeds.]

🪀 since you can't play games like hopscotch or jump rope, she settles for having you be a score keeper.

🪀 often goes to you if a toy is stuck in a high place.

🧸 she secretly likes it when you idly tap at her horns.

🧸 if you're laying on your belly, she'll lay on your back, and sometimes falls asleep while sunning.

🧸 wishes that Frank would trust you.

🧸 sometimes just plays with your face, making you pull silly faces.

🧸 frequently has many tea parties with you and is known to talk your ear off.

🧸 really wants to see what your home looks like for a sleepover.

[annaberunoyume]

Imagine an au in which Naga!Reader is a giant naga and Wally is tiny enough to fit in their palms. One night, Wally gets drunk and Reader has the time of their lives playing with him just like when Timothy Q.Mouse gets drunk in Dumbo (1941). At one point, Wally dozes off in Reader's hair and they tie a bandana around their neck to prevent Wally from falling.

Then, later on, when Naga!Reader returns to their clan, the other giant nagas ask them what kept them out there. Cue Naga!Reader showing a sleeping Wally in their hands. Cue some ''Aaaaws'' and Wally hugging Reader's finger in his sleep.

[general-gt]

Hi! I has this idea while i was reading a fic and It is stuck in my head. I was readings a feyformers fic where fey tarn is turned into a chicken and taken care of by a human. So the idea is that bots and cons are fairies. When they are in the fairy world they can use their full power but if they end up in the human world they shrink to palm size and can't use most of their abilities. If a human were to end up in the fairy world they would be the same.

Basically fey tarn end up in the human world, gets taken care of and attached!

This ask has haunted me all month. It’s such a good idea that it had me in a chokehold and wouldn’t let go until I finished writing /pos.

I only planned to write a little one shot but I got carried away so here’s the first chapter of 2! And who knows, this universe is really fun and I may write more for it in future.

[nocturnus-artemis]

If I may put my spin on it; Giant Reader flusters a smol Jester Beast. Credit for the original prompt goes to @cookierunauprompts and the original asker.

some of the setup for this AU

an ordinary human finds themselves in EarthBread, and compared to the denizens of the land they are a giant grander than any other.

as an offering to stay peacefully in whatever kingdom they settle in, they protect the land by fighting, catching, and eating any monsters that would threaten their chosen home, so that there would be no risk of the human turning on cookies out of hunger

            if monstrous food runs scarce they will munch on the occasional dessert tree instead but not make a habit of it as that would cause swift deforestation

this protection makes the human loved by most, and additionally loved by any kingdom's youngsters as a living jungle gym/playground

the human's ridiculous size compared to cookies attracts some... undesired attention;

                        (my headcannon is that Cookie-Kind are, at their tallest, half a foot tall and average adult height is 5 inches and the Beast Cookies have giant forms that are about four times the size of regular cookies at around 1' 8" to 2')

            Pitaya Dragon Cookie in Dragon form is only the size of a small pony to the human but is more than capable of overpowering the human while in dragon form, which makes Pitaya Dragon Cookie's frequent wishes for a duel obnoxious for the human who doesn't want to get seriously hurt (unless you want to explore that kind of story then by all means)

            Compared to the Beast Cookies who are quite physically large compared to regular cookies when not shrinking themselves down to look their foes in the eye, the Human is still larger while the Beasts in their natural bigger forms are the size of a newborn human to them.

"I roll to seduce the-"

Reader had been dozing nearby when it happened, when the seal broke and the beast's soul got free. They just wanted a bit of calm after everything that had happened; the trip was difficult (no surprise sailing a human sized boat across the actively hostile Licorice Sea was hard), the cookie's airship was attacked, gaining the Fairy Kingdom's trust was tricky, finding the shards of Soul Jam of Freedom and awakening White Lily Cookie was traumatic, you just wanted a moment's rest. After all, White Lily was awake now and she would fix the decaying seal in no time flat, right?

Sadly, there would be no rest for the wanderer as White Lily's old sealing vines broke down and crumbled, the cookies fought valiantly but the beast held within still got loose. Hearing it and feeling the commotion rattle the ground you were up-and-at’em in a blink and searching wildly. It didn't take long to find the menacing blue jester cookie looming over your friends, funnily though; you still loomed over him, just like how you loomed over everything in EarthBread except terrain features.

Then so much more happened in the blink of a terrible eye; Pure Vanilla was doubled over in mental agony, White Lily was swatted away and into a nearby tree by a shadowy tendril, and Elder Fairy was slowly dying from sacrificing his Life-powder to revive White Lily. You were now the only line of defense between the Beast of Deceit and your wards; denizens of the Cookie Kingdom you swore to protect from monsters when you were permitted a life there. There was nothing you, a mere human, could do against an eldritch horror from ancient days, that didn’t mean you couldn’t try something stupid as a distraction so White Lily and Pure Vanilla could recover.

“HEY!” you called to the Beast Cookie, crouching to get a bit closer to their level. You shuddered when, after a moment of confusion or curiosity from the Beast looking for who called, Shadow Milk’s multi-eyed gaze landed on you and a flash of fear and rage crossed their face before vanishing just as fast. You briefly wondered if your size and form reminded Shadow Milk of the Witches who sealed him and the other Beasts away, hence the look he had given you.

“Oh? Does another member of my adoring audience want to try their hand at interrupting MY show?” Shadow Milk asked, contorting as if his joints didn’t exist while locking eyes with you. “As you can see that wouldn’t be very smart, no matter how big you may be you still look rather over fed, soft, and fragile.”

“N-no, I just …” think, think, THINK. “-wanted to tell you that… I oughta complain to Spotify that you weren’t named this week’s hottest single!” you finger-gunned at the blue jester Beast and smiled awkwardly, feeling your self-respect die a little at the display.

You could hear a pin drop in the ensuing silence, as the young cookies held their breath fearing what would come next. Shadow Milk Cookie looked genuinely thrown off his stride, from what you could not begin to guess but were glad it worked, and was staring up at you shocked and a touch of deepening color gracing his cheeks. It took him a moment to regain a modicum of composure and he was before you in an instant, staring up with a confused yet weirdly bashful grin “Are you flirting with me? now of all times?” he sounded strangled as he said that, as if trying to restrain a laugh… or something else…

Feeling a swell of idiotic courage now that you had successfully gotten the Beast’s attention away from everyone, you laid on your stomach on the path in front of Shadow Milk Cookie and propped you chin up on one palm while the other arm crossed behind the first and gave the Apostle of Deceit your best sultry expression. “Maybe I am.” You replied in a low, husky tone “is it working?” you asked looking at Shadow Milk Cookie through your long eyelashes with a small smile.

The flush on Shadow Milk Cookie’s face spread slightly and he looked to the side, “maybe…” he mumbled, barely audible.

Now it was your turn to be thrown off your rhythm; God did NOT grace you with the kind of rizz to charm an eldritch terror, what the HELL is going on?! You couldn’t lose your stride now, you had to keep going; Pure Vanilla and White Lily had not intervened to help so they needed more time to recover, right? Quietly clearing your throat, you kept going “Would you mind giving me a pinch? You’re so beautiful, I must be dreaming.” You put an earnest touch in that one, the world would be seeing who was the better deceiver today; this ancient Beast, or you.

Shadow Milk sucked in a sharp breath and wheezed, he was trying to keep something in and was struggling. He put his face in his hands and started to sound like a balloon losing air.

Time to mix it up “There are 21 letters in the alphabet, right?”

Shadow Milk Cookie pounced on the opportunity to bite back “hehehehe! Silly little giant! There’s more than 21 letters in the alphabet!” the growing and deepening blush on his face did not escape your notice

Hook, line, and sucker. “Ooh right, I remember which ones I forgot,” making yourself sound honest and earnest with a touch of lovable vulnerability, he seemed to lean in to sneer again when you sucker punched him “U R A Q T.” (try saying it aloud if you don't get it) you smiled so genuinely even you started believing it.

Shadow Milk was stunned again and his blush grew even more. “I-you-… shutup,shutup,shutup,shutup!” he turned his face away and flapped his hand uselessly at you as if trying to slap you, the most you felt was a breeze and a tickle on the end of your nose.

You voiced a light, genuine giggle. This was starting to be fun! “so~,” Shadow Milk flinched yet was still at the sound of your soft, husky voice “aside from being drop dead gorgeous~, what else do you do for a living?” Shadow Milk doubled over slightly, clutching their middle with one arm and holding their mouth with their other hand as another wheeze escaped him. You noticed the strange light in his eyes this time and a query struck you; did he… like this? Enjoy this attention? Enjoy the validation? A question for later, he still wasn’t back in his prison.

Shadow Milk was suddenly in your face and holding your temples while lightly shaking them as he glares into your eyes “Stop it! Stop that right now!” it sounded half-hearted and conflicted, the dark flush across his face said more than his tone or his strange expression did.

You smiled warmly at the flustered Beast Cookie, “you know, I never believed in “love at first sight”… but that was before I saw you.” You gently brushed your fingertips down Shadow Milk Cookie’s incorporeal back, eliciting a tremble from the Beast.

Shadow Milk’s expression grew more strangled as his blush darkened and eyes went wide and wild, the smaller eyes among the shadows on his person had heart shapes for pupils which did not go unnoticed by you. Shadow Milk had released their grip on your face and backed up a couple steps, hiding their face in their ruffled collar and puffy sleeves while doing an impression of a rapidly deflating tire again, they seemed to have unconsciously shrunk to a size similar to average cookies.

Time for what would hopefully be the finishing blow; shifting your weight so you rested on both your elbows you gently scooped up the flustered cookie and held them up in your cupped hands. Shadow Milk for their part in this, flinched at the touch, went very still as they were lifted up, and peeked one nervous eye at you after a moment of sitting in your hands. “If you let me borrow a kiss, I promise I’ll give it right back.”

That did it, Shadow Milk Cookie voiced another strangled wheeze, their heterochromatic eyes sported slender hearts for pupils, and they clutched the front of their outfit before zooming away as a swirl of black and blue smoke while muffling their flustered howling, fleeing back into the tree and letting the fissure he had ripped open with his own hands shrink.

Green glowing vines sprang up from the ground and gently yet firmly wrapped around the wounded tree, covering the crack and reinstating the seal. Reader looked at White Lily Cookie who seemed to have regained her composure some time ago “Took you long enough.” Reader got off their stomach and to their knees.

“I’m sorry.” White Lily looked wilted at Reader’s tone. She perked up when Pure Vanilla, also seeming to have recovered some time ago.

Reader sighed and leaned over to gently pat White Lily’s back with two fingers “I rib because I care. Don’t take it too personally.” You smiled and White Lily Cookie sheepishly smiled back. Gingerbrave and his friends rushed to the two ancients as Elder Fairy Cookie hobbled over with the most bewildered look on his face, disbelieving what he just witnessed. As Elder Fairy Cookie passed their powers as Guardian of the Seal on to White Lily Cookie before passing away peacefully to everycookie’s heartbreak, Reader looked at the silver Sealing Tree and could barely hear Shadow Milk Cookie’s giddy shrieking from within. You sighed quietly again, It seems I was the biggest deceiver tonight, you thought, I played the role of the lovesick fool so well… I managed to convince myself…

how about just-

giant flustered jester

idk i think that'd be cute have a good day/night whoever decides to write this vague prompt -Anon #368

You don't realize what power you have given me anon #368.

Request Prompt #14 - 💓♪

The beast stood tall, looming over you and the rest of your friends. The seal White Lily Cookie had laced upon the great tree had broken, allowing the beasts to escape... Or well, at least one of them for now. Either way White Lily Cookie was down for the count(almost immediately flicked into a tree by a shadow hand), and Pure Vanilla was tending to her leaving you as the only adult between Shadow Milk Cookie and GingerBrave and friends. There was almost literally no way this could get worse. However, you are very reckless and stupid. " Hey!" You called out to the beast, what you're about to do is rather nerve racking, but since when have you cared about your nerves? Never, that's when. This could get you crumbled, but that's a risk you are willing to take. You almost shudder as you feel the plethora of eyes from the shadows and Shadow Milk Cookie's own two eyes stare at you, brimming with curiosity. " Oh? Does another audience member want to try their hand at beating me?" He chuckled, his grin wide and manic as he gestured to the other fallen cookies around them. " I wouldn't advise that unless you want your dough to crack." " No, I've just got a question." You begin, you can see his brow raise with curiosity. " ... Are you from Tennessee? Because you're the only ten I see." Silence. " Oh my god we're going to die." You can hear Wizard Cookie mumble under his breath, with GingerBrave responding with a " No no, let them cook.-" It, it actually looks like you threw him off his rhythm. It looks like he's questioning what the fuck a Tennessee is, good, you don't know either. Shadow Milk Cookie is just staring at you, almost dumbfoundedly with a light blue fluster on his cheeks. It takes him a moment before he realizes just what you're doing. He crouches onto the floor, picking you up with a confused, and maybe a bit flustered, grin. " Are you flirting with me right now?" He asks, barely concealing a chuckle under his breath. You lean forwards in his grasp, resting your chin on your hand and fluttering whatever cookie eyelashes you have at him. " Maybe I am." You begin, " Is it working?" " ... Maybe." He mumbled out, looking off to the side.

[jellolegos]

Ah Yes. Me. My wife. And Her 500 foot firebreathing dragon

[davinawritings]

Monster Boyfriend that insists on cockwarming you daily. He says he needs to keep your pussy nice and stretched to be able to take him.

“Come on baby, you know I need you on my cock at least once a day. It took me months of working your pretty pussy open just to be able to take all of me. You wouldn’t want all my hard work to go to waste would you?”

It doesn’t even matter what you’re doing, he wants his cock inside you. You can’t deny him anyway when the stretch of his cock always feels so damn good 🤤🤤🤤

[mimisplayground]

size difference kink but in the “i grew up being made fun of for being chubby so now the idea of a giant of a man being able to toss me around and tower over me without making my weight a problem makes me really horny” way, you get what im saying?

[akanemnon]

Shouldn't there be a minotaur in the labyrinth? Who put this goat here? This is not accurate to the mythology! /j

FIRST - PREVIOUS - NEXT

MASTERPOST (for the full series / FAQ / reference sheets)

[minihotdog]

I can just imagine the cod boys beefing up on deployment. They’re already big but they come home after 8 months or so and they’ve nearly doubled in muscle mass, a little fat to go with it.

You’re frothing at the mouth when your man comes walking through the door. His usual uniform top clinging for life around his biceps. The fabric struggling to stretch around his body. His pants molded to his thighs.

After months of him being touch starved, nearly nutting at the thought of simply holding you, he gets all the affection and then some when you can’t keep your hands off of him.

He drops his bags down and you just start going off about how big he’s gotten, groping his giant pecs, running your hands all over him.

Eventually he has to start prying your hands off of him because you cannot help yourself.

[kachowden]

What about a giant yandere boyfriend. (Drabble)

Previously terrorizing the city or town you lived in. Wreaking havoc on buildings. And then he sees you. Itty bitty tiny you. And he’s just stunned. Who knew ants could be so cute?? Of course you’re his now. Grabbed by the scuff of your shirt and lifted wayyyyy to high above the destroyed ground, and sat gently into his warm calloused palm. He’s startling attractive of course. Especially for a havoc wreaking giant.

Big ol pretty eyes stare down at you, wonder struck, as a giant finger gently nudges into the side of you, your much smaller hands trying to push it away. And he’s just absolutely enamored. You’re so fucking cute. Fear not citizens, your homes will no longer be destroyed because the giant that was doing it just got a major love boner for one of your kind. Congratulations. 👏

Of course he takes you with him, carefully maneuvering himself away from the city and towards the forest, but not before asking which home was yours and uprooting it from the ground to bring with him.

[szynkaaa]

Just a gal and her Stone Monkey

this image pose template from here

HC since SWK cane change his size, the same applies for his Azure Dome form. So he can be as big as a mountain, or the size of a big yaoguai, or normal sized (whatever normal sized is for the Stone Monkey)

Much later on:

Slight NSFW under the cut

[fettuccin-e]

Something Bad

Kinktober Day 20: Corruption

Tags: Joel Miller x Reader, afab!fem!reader, blowjob, face-fucking (do NOT look at me rn), corruption, slightly innocent!reader, age gap mention, Joel is simply not prepared for how filthy his girl is (w/c: 1.4K)

A/N: I believe in filthy old man Joel and younger even filthier girl okay!!! This may have gotten a little out of hand but idk I can't help but ramble about sucking Joel's dick alright?? (I have been using these prompts by flightlessangelwings for Kinktober!)

Joel Miller is a bad man. A bad fuckin’ man.

He knows it, has known it for years. He has too much blood on his hands, too many skeletons in his closet, to be a good man.

But fuck, this has got to be the worst. 

You’re supposed to be off-limits, the pretty little nurse that floats around Jackson, tending to the sick and injured. You, the sweet little thing who's never seen the outside of the town walls, who wears pretty dresses you make yourself and brings fucking baked goods to the patrol groups after they get back.

You, who asks him how he’s been, who traces a gentle hand down his forearm, sending goosebumps across his body. You, thirty fuckin’ years younger than him, and so angelic you practically glow.

You, on your knees on his kitchen floor, sucking his dick like you’re fucking starving for it.

You’d started off so delicate, so innocent, when he’d started this... thing with you. This dirty, nasty secret he has to keep from his own brother, from the entire town.

It had started with a gentle kiss when you’d patched him up after a patrol gone wrong. You’d fashioned a bandage over his chest, and God, when you looked up at him with those pretty doe eyes, he was a fuckin’ goner. He wasn’t sure who moved first, you or him, all he had known was that your lips against his were soft. So soft, softer than anything he’d experienced in twenty fucking years.

“Don’t know how to do this,” you’d breathed against his mouth, your fingers clutching into his shirt, “just know that I want you.”

Joel pulled back, looking down at you with a hard gaze, ready to pull back, tell you this was a mistake, “Darlin’-”

“I know you want me too, Joel,” you’d said, firmer than he’d ever thought you could be. “I just need-” you’d stuttered, and leaned your forehead against his as you collected yourself, “I just need you to teach me.”

It had spiraled from there. 

He’d tried to be gentle with you, but fuck, it’s so hard when you’re so soft beneath him, whining his name and tangling your fingers in his hair. You’d been so nervous the first few times you’d done this, nervous enough that Joel had pulled back, night after night, just to make sure you were still alright with him seeing you like this.

“You can say no anytime you want, sweet girl,” he’d mutter, “I won’t mind.”

But you’d always shake your head, eager to learn, eager to please. And fuck, Joel can’t help it when he fucks his fingers into you a little too hard, treats you a little too rough. He’d a bad fuckin’ man, God, he shouldn’t even be near you.

When you’d both started this, you’d been quiet and uncertain about what you wanted, leaving Joel to ease it out of you with soft touches across your body and licks of his tongue into your mouth.

Now, though. Now Joel thinks he’s made a fuckin’ monster.

You crave him in ways he’d never thought you capable of, dragging him to your bedroom when he gets home and stripping him down before he’s had a chance to say hello. You beg him to fuck you, use you, anytime he wants.

“Need it Joel,” you’ll whisper, pulling him with you. “Fuck, I’ve been thinking about it all day.” 

You don’t even make it to the bedroom today. No, you corner him while he’s making dinner for you both, turning him until his back is pressed against the counter. You look at him with those pretty, pretty eyes, warm and gorgeous and calling to him like a goddamn siren, as you sink to your knees.

“Sweetheart, you can’t-” he stutters over his words like a virgin, and all you do is look up at him as you unbutton his jeans, pull his fly open and free his cock. It’s fucking sinful, the way it looks huge next to your pretty little mouth, the way you press it against your cheek, looking up at him with all of the fucking innocence he’s taken from you.

“What Joel?” You coo, pressing gentle kisses up his shaft before sucking the tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it for one horrible, maddening moment, before pulling back again. “You don’t want me to suck your cock?” 

Joel is going to fucking die here, in this kitchen, if you keep talking like that, keep licking at his cock and looking at him like that from the floor. “Darlin’, fuck ‘course I want you, but fuck, not here. We can go to bed-”

“Too far,” you whine, and Joel doesn’t have a chance to fucking breathe before you’re sucking his cock into your mouth, bobbing down as far as you can before he hits the back of your throat, and motherfucking Christ, that’s it, he’s going to die.

You suck his cock like a goddamn pro, like you hadn’t just learned to do this a few months ago. And Joel should feel bad, he should feel some modicum of guilt for making this pretty, innocent nurse into such a filthy little thing, but he can’t bring himself to when it feels so good. So fucking hot and wet, and your fingers digging into his thighs over his jeans.

“God damn it, baby,” he grunts when you hollow your cheeks, making it that much tighter and his head is spinning, fuck, he must be losing it. You fucking smile around his cock, bobbing deeper, pumping the part of his cock that can’t fit in your mouth with a slick hand. “Suckin’ me so good, that’s so fuckin’ perfect, shit-”

His hips twitch uncontrollably, shoving his cock far, too far down your throat. You choke, pulling off of him immediately, pumping him in your hand as you gasp for breath. And Joel fears he’ll pass out when a line of spit connects the tip of his cock to your bottom lip. “Shit, sorry, sweetheart-” he grunts, but you only smile up at him, pumping him quick and so overwhelmingly perfect. Joel’s knees threaten to start shaking.

“You can fuck my mouth, Joel,” you say, blinking up at him slowly, sweetly. “I promise I don’t mind.”

Joel’s vision blurs at the edges, and he sucks in a labored breath through clenched teeth as you suck him into your mouth all over again. Your hands wrap around his wrists, tugging his hands into your hair, and fuck, how can Joel resist you? He’s never been able to, and damn it, he probably never will.

He curls his hands into your hair, pumping his hips up into your mouth as far as you can take him, before pulling out again. Fuck, what would people say if they knew Joel Miller had the little nurse, with the baked goods and kind smile, on her knees in his kitchen, fucking her mouth like she’s no more than a filthy fucking whore.

His cock throbs in your mouth as he drags his hips in and out, in and out. You make obscene, sinful fucking sounds, little whines when he pulls out, loud, wet sucking noises when he pushes back in. You just kneel and fucking take it, letting him pull your mouth onto his cock with his fist gripped in your hair.

From the corner of his eye, Joel can see your hand move, subtle and silent. He nearly chokes when that pretty, delicate hand disappears between your thighs, rubbing at your clit through your pants as Joel fucks into your mouth like a goddamn madman. The sight nearly makes him black out.

His orgasm rushes into him without warning, and he can barely choke out a rough, “Fuck, gonna cum-” before he’s shooting his cum down your throat. You moan around him like you love it, the vibrations reverberating up his fucking spine.

Joel Miller is a bad fuckin’ man, but he thinks this might be what heaven feels like. It's probably as close to heaven as he's gonna get.

When he finally releases his grip on your hair, you lean back, letting his sticky cock slip from your mouth, and Joel watches as you stick your tongue out, showing him that you swallowed every drop. Joel’s spent cock twitches between his thighs. 

“Take your fuckin’ clothes off,” he mutters, dark and deep and every bit the bad man everyone thinks he is. “Right now.”

You smile softly, standing up off the floor and pressing yourself against him. “Why don’t we go to bed, Joel?” you murmur in his ear, and Joel growls.

He spins you both around until you’re bent over the counter, ass out for him.

“Too far,” he murmurs, and wrenches your pants down your thighs.

[dragonanon]

Shameless Satan x Reader headcanons because I am a whore- 😩

- As much as everyone would probably assume he’s into “meek wittle UwU princesses” he can dominate with ease, Satan in fact prefers a little spitfire who won’t hesitate to fight back

- You won’t just lay down and take his BS, and it’s part of what drew him to you to begin with. He was probably raging about some stupid shit in the courtroom, and you (probably a desk clerk or something there at the time) got sick of it and yelled back at him “Oh stfu you big red fucker!” And he was so taken aback that someone had the balls to yell back at him that he was left speechless and mildly aroused

- Calls you things like “little flame”, “spitfire”, “dove”, and his “treasure”

- Knows that the sheer size difference between you two flusters you to no end, and he’s a goddamn menace about it. Making short jokes, holding things out of reach, and randomly picking you up just so he can hear you squeak in surprise. Getting cursed out by you is worth it so long as he gets to see that precious look on your face

- Aside from Yogirt, you’re really the only one who can get Satan to calm down when he’s angry and you have a much easier time doing so than Yogirt does. All you have to do is scratch his chin and croon at him, and the big bastard just melts into your touch

- Purrs SO GODDAMN LOUD but insists that he doesn’t. The lying bastard, he sounds like a tractor engine on steroids. He gets SUPER pissy if anyone besides you comments on it

- SO fucking full of himself, mans REALLY thinks he’s above Lucifer and deserves to be regarded as such smh. Your love and affection only further strokes his overinflated ego, as does any compliments and praise you give him. Mf actually grows BIGGER in multiple ways lol the more his ego is stroked

- This man is a cowboy/rancher and I will take NO criticism because I’m right. He’s got THOUSANDS of cows, and lots of horses too

- When he’s not in the courtroom, he’s working on his ranch. Probably has hundreds, if not thousands, of Demons he employs as farm hands to help with all the work, but there are some things only he can do and TBH he likes the physical activity of the work and it’s a free show for you lol

- He gave you a little chicken coop so you can keep a little flock of chickens. You LOVE your chickens, and your personal fav is a tiny rooster you named “Marshmallow”, and he looks like a more demonic version of this lol

- Says he’s not jealous of Marshmallow, but he TOTALLY is. He gets all pouty and grumbly when you pick up the tiny rooster and coo over him, because dammit you should be cuddling and cooing over HIM! Not that stupid bird!

- Has a big, fancy, mansion on his ranch that he lives in with you. In true dragon fashion, he unironically sleeps on a mountain of gold and other treasures lol. How he doesn’t have back pain is a mystery, but you get to sleep on his tiddies so you have no complaints lol

- Runs SO fucking hot! You’ll never need to pay for heating again, let alone HAVE an actual heating system, because this mf puts out heat like an industrial incinerator. It’s FANTASTIC during the winter because he’s so warm you can just cozy up to him and be in bliss, but in the summer it’s fucking agony and you can’t escape it because he gets upsetti spaghetti if you don’t sleep and cuddle with him

- Would prefer you to NOT be in the courtroom with him. He says it’s because you distract him, but in reality it’s because he doesn’t want you to have to see him explode with rage and live up to his title as the embodiment of wrath. He actually tries REALLY hard to keep that part of himself away from you, because even though he’ll die before ever admitting it, a TINY part of him is terrified that he’ll end up hurting you during one of his outbursts

- If for some reason you HAVE to be there, he has a special little balcony set up for you that’s not only a safe distance away from any potential danger, but ALSO has a magic force field protecting it (that part is a secret tho because if you knew about it, you’d yell at him for thinking you’re weak enough to need protection lmfao)

- If anyone so much as blinks at you wrong, he beats the shit out of them. The ONLY reason he doesn’t kill them is because he knows you’ll yell at him like “Dammit Satan, again?! I can’t go anywhere with you!”

- Yogirt 100% uses his love for you to get him to chill. “I know you’re feeling some pretty big feelings right now, but think of (Y/N)~ She loves you and would be so sad to see you this angry~”

- It’s funny because he and Satan both know damn well that you wouldn’t be sad, rather you’d be yelling at him to knock that shit off lmao

- The entire courtroom once got to hear you sit him the fuck down because he got a little TOO spicy in the courtroom one day, and didn’t believe Yogirt he he not-so-subtly threatened to call you. Sure enough, he pulled out his phone and called you on speaker phone, and everyone got to spend 30 minutes listening to you rip this mf a new one while the mighty king of wrath sat there like a sad puppy and occasionally mumbling something like “I know…I’m sorry treasure, I’ll do better.” (No one is allowed to comment on it or else he’ll get VERY angry about it. Plenty of memes have been made about it tho much to his chagrin)

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Here’s the second part to I.O.U!