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[totorolaughs]

VIRGIN! DENJI HEADCANONS

gender neutral! reader, readers chest get called titis (1), loser + virgin denji (?), possible ooc??, no beta read REQUEST ARE OPEN

virgin! denji, the boy you meet in the first day school and is pretty much a loner and a loser.

virgin! denji who thinks he's a lesbian until you explain to him that's not how it works

virgin! denji who as you two get closer gets way more touch (ex: sitting on your lap as a ‘joke’ since other boys in class do it to their guy friends, holds your hands while you back to school and back, rubs his crotch against your behind whenever he hugs you from behind)

virgin! denji hasnt had his first kiss so when he told you, you had told you had a lot experience with girls and could teach him if he wants, which lead to you guys kissing as ‘friends’ so he can learn how to kiss girls.

virgin! denji who finally has his first kiss with a girl but isnt as exciting compared to kissing you so when he tells you, you end up making out with each-other just so he feels a little bit better.

virgin! denji comes home sobbing and calls you over and explains that he had confessed to his crush but he is ejected as she explains to him shes a lesbian, you hold him and whisper into his ear sweet nothings.

virgin! denji who complains that he will die if he doesnt touch a pair of titis, so like the good friend you are you let him touch your plush ‘tits’ which leads into him removing your school uniform and sucking on your sensitive nipples like a baby and leaving your poor chest feeling all sore.

virgin! denji who finally confesses that hes a virgin (which isnt shocking) and is terrified of dying a virgin knowing that hes a devil hunter and could die at any time!

virgin! denji who loses his finally loses his virginity to fucking his best-bro during the weekend

“so i just put it in?” he tilts his head as he looked at you, his brows frowned, you nodded. “yeah just put it in!” denji is hesitant hes never done anything sexual ever unless you count sucking on your best-bros chest or making out with them sexual but besides that he has zero idea on what hes doing! what if when he slides in it hurts?! you cup denjis face in your hands as you place a kiss onto his chapped lips “cmon denji.. dont keep me waiting!” you pout, his cheeks flush red as he slowly begins to slide into your tight entrance “f..fuck! youre so tight..!” as he begans to thrust in and out he feels like hes on cloud nine as he harshly slams his cock into your tiny hole, “fuck denji! f..faster!” you moan as your back arches, you tug on his blonde hair as he yelps, he holds onto your hips “ughh..okay!” he groans loudly, he feels himself getting closer and closer as your velvet walls hug his cock, with one final rough thrusts he begins to cum “c..coming! sosos g..good coming!!” he pulls you into a sloppy kiss, you can feel his warm cum fill you up. you pull away from the kiss to catch your breath “how did i do?..” denji mumbles as he looks away, his cheeks flushed. “you did good, such a good boy!” you giggle he just rolls his eyes “shut up!”

[b00tyliciousbabe]

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pairing: surfer!bf x THICC!male reader

summary: oh, how i need a tall, curly headed goofball…

notes: HOPE MY LOVELIES ARE DOING WELL. trying to get through my requests, but this was a personal one of mine. slowly but surely y’all! as summer is coming to an end, it was SO necessary for me to feed my hot girl delusions at least a couple more times. also, enjoy the new style i have been experimenting with!

song rec: they. - diamonds and pearls

album rec: sabrina carpenter - short n sweet (my girl sabz ate so hard with this project, i just wish it was released in early aug so she could’ve rly CONQUERED summer 2024) THEE POP PRINCESS!

brief background:

your boyfriend was raised with a silver spoon; he’d never had to work a day in his life and everything he ever wanted, he got. well, everything except you. throwing money to impress people had worked on all of his other childhood crushes, but not you, which made him all the more determined to prove to you he wasn’t just some fuck boi the media painted him out to be. his family owned the richest resort in the carribean, and had hotels in every mega city worldwide. but wherever they travelled to, your man was never too far from a beach. call it fate, but the sea would always lead you back to him. it was where he first laid eyes on you; reading a very lengthy novel as you laid on the sand, watching your friends play in the water. after their surf practice, your mutual friends introduced the two of you and you were SMITTEN - but you couldn’t show your interest too soon. he too was whipped, and didn’t take nearly as much effort to hide it, practically drooling whilst staring at you. his mates would constantly ridicule him for his dazed expression around you, and he could never hear the end of the new nickname ‘bambi boy’ you gave him because he looked so cute when he was flustered. after weeks of regular conversation and a couple walks on the beach, he officially asked to be your boyfriend and you said yes.

when it came to finally introducing you to his family, they loved you almost as much as he did. he was the youngest of six and so he got the privilege of this. his parents especially were wishing y’all would stay together. they believed you were the perfect match for their goofball of a son.

core memory sfw:

the first time he said ‘i love you’ with TRUE meaning; you were always worried that you were just one fuck away from being forgotten, but your man made sure to constantly affirm his love for you. he brought you the biggest bouquet of your favourite flowers, and stood outside in the pouring rain, playing a mixtape he’d made for you. it was genuinely a scene out of a film, he was your knight in shining armour (a hawaiian shirt and matching shorts) and it was then that you knew that you guys were endgame.

core memory nsfw:

to say your bf loves your body is an understatement. the way he’s hooked on your body, some might say it’s borderline unhealthy. he’s so handy and keeps his hands on your ass all the time. whether it’s a spank, watching it jiggle as you walk away from him, or a full on grip as his pulls you onto his dick, he’s a man that would gladly die between your cheeks. one time during dinner you wore a wrap skirt paired with a tank top, paired with a thong that was peeping out enough to make your man’s eyes pop out of his head like a cartoon character. as his jaw dropped, practically salivating at the sight of your body moving closer to him, you picked it up and giggled, stroking his chin endearingly. for the entire meal he was practically sat right next to you, breathing in your luscious skin. ‘boy, you better calm down, we have company.’ you giggled. ‘fuck bby, how can you say that when you look good enough for me to eat?’ he whispered into your ear, trying not to bring too much attention. before you knew it you were face down, ass up and your thong was pulled to the side, as he used it as a pseudo leash keeping your pussy bouncing on his cock.

your favourite thing about him: his oddball nature.

as much as it can annoy you that he’s always cracking jokes, leaving no room for respite, your bf never fails to bring joy to your life. as the life of the party he’s always bringing that much needed energy to the dull world of his mostly corporate family. whether it be seeing you hollering at some unhinged thing he’d said, or watching him (ironically) fuck the smile onto your lips, you can tell that comedy is who he is, and you wouldn’t change your weirdo for anything.

his favourite thing about you: how artistic you are.

almost impossibly, it makes your boyfriend fall in love with you even more seeing your creativity flourish. you’re always making him jewellery out of the shells and stones you find. he loves to wear them, it gets you going when you see the necklace you made for him swing back and forth as he fucks into you. or when you feel the cold of his rings and bracelet on your waist as he holds you in position to fuck you even harder. he’s so proud of you.

his insta post: mostly just him showing off his good looks (we love a cocky man around here) and his beach flix.

surfer!bf my face is his favourite seat.

y/n: that big dick is a very close second though.

tinashe replied: @y/n, you a nasty girl fr.

sabrinacarpenter replied: @y/n girl, need you on that bed chem remix. about to do some damage…in a good way x

your insta post: almost always pictures of your creations; you like to keep your relationship with him private, that’s YOUR man, and you can get very possessive.

y/n feel free to add to your pinterest boards.

surfer!bf: baby you’re so talented 🩵

viviennewestwood: so excited to see your next collection!

surfer!bf: i love you.

y/n replied: @surfer!bf aw, i love you too babes!

plans for the future!

being with one of the greatest surfers in the world, definitely came with some amazing perks.

marriage:

oh, he’s 100% thought about it, and would definitely be the one to propose. the free spirit in him doesn’t need a piece of paper to prove that he loves you, truly. But would totally be your husband if you let him x

children:

your surfer!bf ABSOLUTELY WANTS TO HAVE A FAMILY WITH YOU! sees himself as the best father and y’all would have the cutest kids ever.

tag list:

@gayaristocrat

@multireese

@malereadermaniac

@lysanderplume

@ghostking4m

[felixaha]

Hii, hope youre doing okay ;D

I would like to request enji todoroki x trans male reader nsfw fic with something like a daddy/boy dynamic, if you are comfy writing, that is!!

Have a nice one

“fucking slut.”

AAAJSKDUJS IM SO SORRY IF IT ISNT WHAT YOU EXPECTED , IM NOT GOOD W DADDY/BOY DYNAMICS ! ! 😭😭😭 please let me know if i did anything wrong ! 🩵 and actually im on my period so i AM extremely horny .

ps : im really bad at english so its possible i have a few wrong grammers and im so sorry its short ! ! 😭☹️ THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING 💞💞

𖦹₊ ⊹ top!dom! enji todoroki x ftm

bottom!reader . degradation kink

with a mix of praise , daddy /

boy dynamic , mirror sex , used

terms of boypussy , cunt ,

chest , tits , overstimulation .

his eyes narrowed, eyeing the boy under him who was shaking from people, the grin plastered on his face widening.

“filthy slut, letting daddy do anything to you, is that how desperate you are?”

he coo’d, punctuating his words with hard thrusts that caused you to cry out.

“UghN—!please, daddy its t’much!!”

you moaned, your boypussy tightening around his cock as he let out a chuckle.

“aww, poor puppy is so overwhelmed huh? taking daddy’s big cock like you need it.”

he praised, caressing your cheek before changing positions causing you to face the mirror and see how much of a mess you were. out of shame and embarrassment, you turn your head to the side, letting out a choked moan at his sudden thrust.

“look at yourself, baby. look how much of a mess you are for me.”

his voice was firm, hand grabbing your chin to look at the mirror, eyes teary, hair messy and body full of marks, your cunt squeezing around him so tightly drove him wild.

“AH—?!” your eyes widened when he started thrusting harshly, hands gripping your hips to make you bounce up and down on his cock, your poor hole being abused repeatedly.

“fuck— good boy, thats it baby im- mgg..” he groaned, head throwing back as he lets you move and ride him. Gosh, how could he resist you..

“daddy pl- UwaAh— im- ah fuck—! daddy, s’too much!!” you whine out, legs shaking from the extreme pleasure as you gripped on his shoulders.

he lifts your head, pecking your lips before trailing down until he reached your chest, licking and sucking on your nipples.

you arched your back, vision blurry as you cum all around his cock again, you were so tired but it seemed he just started.

“you can handle more, pretty boy, come on.”

———————

how many hours has it been? you couldnt even count how many you came now.

your body was weak, shaking as he pants and smirked down at you. “was i too hard? poor puppy.”

he mocked, kissing your cheek before kneeling down in front of you, glancing at your confused face.

“what are you d-doing? uwaah—!” his hands gently spread your legs, revealing the tempting sight of your wet, glistening cunt.

Leaning in, he pressed his lips against your folds, his tongue flicking out to explore your sensitive flesh.

he was relentless, his tongue delving deeper, his lips sucking and nibbling on your poor clit. He savored the taste and the sounds of your moans, reveling in the power he held over you.

“Ngh—!! daddy thats- ah- i cant take it-“ you babbled out, back arching as his licks and sucks grew intense, causing you to cum again from the sensitivity.

he only hummed, suddenly kneeling between your legs, effortlessly pinning both your wrists in one hand.. thats hot. “one more time, baby.”

he purred, lifting your legs and placing it on top of his shoulders.

“you said that last round!!”

[julianitos]

Me the next morning realizing 10 inches was more than enough 😮‍💨. Yo a la mañana siguiente dándome cuenta que 25 cm fueron más que suficientes 😵.

[joselito28-1]

the handsome guys are on @joselito28-1 's blog

[glittervame]

Some puppies don't learn their lesson...

I used it...

Heavy bottom! Mattheo riddle x FEM!Reader 1.17K Words

Warnings: Smut (Wrap it before you tap it), Y/n being a jealous bitch, Fred and George being little shits

The sun cast a warm, golden glow over the common room between the four houses, as Y/n L/n, a model Ravenclaw, sat atop a tall, wooden stool with her legs neatly crossed and her chin propped up on her interlaced fingers. Her raven-black hair flowed like silk down her back, each strand perfectly placed. Her emerald green eyes scanned the room, observing every movement, every expression, every detail. She was the epitome of calm, collected, and strategic - everything her boyfriend, Mattheo, was not. He was the Slytherin boy with a carefree attitude, the one who always seemed to attract attention wherever he went, especially from girls.

It was no secret that Y/n was jealous of those girls. Her cheeks would flush, her heart would race, and her mind would race with irrational thoughts whenever she saw them flirting with him. It was then that she would lose control, and her strategic mind would give way to her jealousy. But tonight, something was different. As Y/n watched a group of giggling girls approach Mattheo, her heart didn't race quite as fast, and her grip on her wand didn't tighten quite as much. Maybe, just maybe, she was learning to trust him, to let go of her need to control every situation.

Her eyes met Mattheo's, and for a moment, they shared a glance. He smiled at her, and she couldn't help but frown, she knew that smile and knew he was up to something. The giggling girls surrounded him, each one trying to get his attention, their words a blur of flirtatious banter. Y/n's grip on her wand tightened, but only slightly. She didn't want to give them the satisfaction of thinking they were getting to her.

Mattheo, sensing her presence, glanced over at her before turning back to the girls. He leaned in closer, his voice lowering to a teasing murmur. "You know, I really love your eyes, their shining like saphiers," he purred, earning him a few more giggles. Y/n felt her cheeks flush, her anger rising. But then, Mattheo did something unexpected. He casually winked at her before turning back to the group of girls.

Y/n quickly turned on her feet, walking away from the group. He knows what he's doing and he knows how she's going to react to it, what he doesn't know is that she's going to punish him for it. As she stormed through the hallways, her eyes scanned the halls, searching for any signs of Fred and George. She knew that they would have some sort of prank ready to help her get back at the girls. Finally, she spotted them leaning against a wall, grinning ear to ear. "I need your help," she said, her voice sharp and calculated "I need a prank, something big."

Fred and George grinned even wider at Y/n's demand. "Oh, you've come to the right place," George said, his voice low and conspiratorial. "We've been working on a little something special. Something that's sure to make any girl turn blue in the face."

Y/n nodded, her emerald eyes narrowing with determination. "Let's see it," she growled.

The twins shared a knowing look before pulling out a small, innocuous-looking bottle from their robes. "This is our latest invention," Fred began, his tone proud. "It's called the 'Blue Moon Potion.'"

Y/n raised an eyebrow skeptically. "And how does it work?"

"Just like the name suggests," George explained, "when a girl drinks it, she will turn a deep shade of blue. It's completely harmless, but it's enough to make anyone look ridiculous."

Y/n grinned, her teeth white against her pale skin. "Perfect. I want you to slip it into these girls' pumpkin juice at breakfast." She paused, handing them a list of names. "But I want them to know it's from me. Make sure they know they've been warned." I hand them a sack of galleons and raise a brow, "That enough?" I ask, watching them carefully.

Fred and George took the list and the galleons, pocketing them quickly. "That should be more than enough," George assured her. "Don't worry, we'll make sure they know it's from you. Just sit back and enjoy the show."

With a nod, Y/n turned and walked away, her heart racing with anticipation. She couldn't help but smile to herself as she thought about the girls' reactions when they turned blue. It would be the ultimate prank for the month, and it would prove to Mattheo that she could trust him to keep his word.

The next morning, as the students filed into the Great Hall for breakfast, Y/n took her seat across from Mattheo. Her heart was racing, but she tried to appear calm and collected. She glanced over at the group of giggling girls from the night before, and for a moment, she wondered if they had any idea what was about to happen.

As they sat down at their table, Fred and George slipped into the seats behind them, carefully pouring a few drops of the Blue Moon Potion into their pumpkin juice. They waited until the girls had taken sips before disappearing back into the crowd.

Time seemed to slow down as Y/n watched the girls drink their juice. She couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction wash over her as they took their first sips. Then, one by one, they began to cough and choke, their faces turning an increasingly shade of blue. The Great Hall erupted into chaos as students began to point and laugh at the poor girls.

Mattheo, sitting across from her, couldn't hide his grin. He leaned in close, his voice barely above a whisper. "You did it, didn't you?" Y/n felt a blush creeping up her neck, but she kept her expression neutral. "I had a little help," she replied, nodding discreetly in Fred and George's direction. They were now standing on their chairs, laughing hysterically as they waved to the crowd.

The girls, still coughing and turning an even deeper shade of blue, began to look around frantically for the culprit. Y/n couldn't help but feel a small thrill of victory as their accusatory glances flickered in her direction. She held their gaze defiantly, her eyes flashing with confidence.

As the breakfast period came to an end and the girls were led away, their blue faces still a testament to Y/n's ingenuity, she couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. She glanced over at Mattheo, who was still watching her with that amused grin. He gave her a wink, and for a moment, she felt a warmth spread through her chest.

Later that night Y/n had Mattheo handcuffed to her bed refusing to give him any stimulation. "You're going to stay here and service me until you've earned my trust back." She told him as he lay there bound and unable to move. "And that's going to take a very long time." She smirked as she straddled his hips and began to slowly grind against him. "I want you begging for me, Matty" She whispered in his ear, nipping at his earlobe.

Mattheo groaned, his hands flexing against the cuffs. "I'm not sure I'll ever get to that point, Y/n," he said, trying to maintain his composure. "You're so… so good." He arched his back against the mattress, feeling her warmth pressing against him.

Y/n laughed, a seductive sound that sent shivers down his spine. "Oh, you'll get there eventually," she purred, leaning down to capture his lips with her own. Her tongue danced with his, and she began to rock her hips harder against him. She could feel the tension building inside of her, and she knew he was close.

With a triumphant cry, Mattheo climaxed, his body tensing beneath hers. Y/n rode out the wave of pleasure, enjoying the feel of him inside her. Finally, she pulled away, her chest heaving. "There," she said, a satisfied smile playing at the corners of her lips. "That wasn't so hard, was it?" she grips his jaw in her hand, "Give me another one" She demanded, her voice laced with desire.

Mattheo groaned, his body still reeling from the orgasm. He looked up at her, his eyes dark with need. "You're killing me, Y/n," he murmured, squirming under her.

She leaned down, their faces inches apart, and whispered, "That's right, Matty. You're mine now." Her words sent a shiver down his spine. As he continued to catch his breath, she reached behind her and undid the clasp on her bra. His eyes widened as her breasts spilled free from their lacy confines, their nipples hard and pebbled. "You can make this easier on yourself," she purred, running her fingers teasingly through his chest hair. "You know you want to."

Her words were like a match to dry kindling, and Mattheo's desire exploded once more. He threw his head back, arching his back off the bed as he tried to reach for her, his hips bucking against the restraints. "Please, Y/n," he groaned, his voice strained. "I can't take much more of this."

She leaned down, her breath warm against his ear. "You think you can handle this?" she taunted, her hand finding its way between their bodies and teasing him expertly. Mattheo's hips bucked wildly, his body convulsing as he came for a second time, his seed spilling onto their stomachs. "There you go that's it, give me another one" she demans, her voice low and sultry.

He looked up at her, his eyes glazed over with desire, his chest heaving. "I don't know if I can," he managed to say between ragged gasps. "it hurts." She smiled wickedly, her hand moving faster, expertly bringing him closer to the edge before slowing down at an agonizing pace, "You wanted this right, you were practically begging for it," her eyes narrowed down at him, "I have nothing to apologize for do I? you're the one that's in the wrong"

The words stung, but they only made him want her more. He arched his back off the bed, his hips bucking against the restraints as he felt his control slipping away. "Please, Y/n," he whimpered, his fists clenching uselessly at his sides. "I need you."

She leaned down, her lips brushing against his ear. "You need me?" she purred, her hand still moving between them. "You need my touch?" She increased the pressure, her fingers circling his aching tip. "Then beg."

Mattheo's world narrowed down to the sensation of her hand on his skin, the heat of her body against his. His throat tightened as he fought for air, let alone words. "Please," he managed to choke out. "Please, Y/n."

She leaned forward, her breath hot against his neck. "Please what, Matty?" Her hand moved faster, her fingers finding purchase inside him. "Please give me what I want?"

With a hoarse cry, he came for a third time, his body convulsing in her grip. "Please, Y/n," he gasped, his eyes squeezed shut. "Please make it stop." He was so close now, so close to surrendering to her, to giving her what she wanted.

Mattheo looked up at her, his vision still blurred from the pleasure and pain. He tried to form words, to respond to her taunts, but all that came out was a low, raspy moan. His body felt spent, his limbs heavy and numb. As she leaned in closer, her breath warm against his neck, he could feel the weight of her words, the truth behind her words.

"Poor Matty, trying to act smart and play with other girls when you're just a dumb pretty boy," She wraps a hand around his throat, "You're just supposed to sit and look pretty for me until I need you to be drooling under me." Her words were like a knife to the heart, digging deeper into his soul. "You know you belong to me, don't you?" She hisses, her grip tightening around his throat.

Her breath was hot against his ear as she whispered, "You're just my little plaything." The words were like a cold, hard slap across his face. He felt his body trembling under her touch, a mixture of fear, shame, and desire coursing through him. "And you'll always be mine." Her fingers danced across his skin, teasing and taunting him. "You can't deny that, can you?"

He couldn't speak, couldn't move. All he could do was nod, feeling the weight of her words crushing him. "Good boy," she purred, leaning in closer. "Now, don't you want to please me? Don't you want to show me how much you need me?" Her hand moved lower, her fingers slipping between his legs. "Come on, Matty, show me how much you want this."

As she continued to torment him with her touch, he felt a stirring within him, a desperate need to please her. He arched his back off the bed, his hips bucking against the restraints as he tried to reach for her, to feel her skin against his. "Please, Y/n," he whispered, his voice hoarse. "Please, I need you, need it so bad"

She smiled down at him, her eyes glittering with amusement and satisfaction. "Oh, you need me? you need me now? What about those other girls, I could go get one of them for you" I say halting all of my movements. "Go on, I'll wait" I smirk as I lean back on my haunches, my hands now resting casually on my lap.

Mattheo's body tenses at my words, his chest heaving as he struggles for air. "Please, Y/n," he whimpers. "Don't leave me like this." His hips buck again, his movements becoming more desperate.

I watch him for a moment longer, enjoying the power I have over him, before leaning forward and running my tongue along his earlobe. "I could let you come again, if you beg nice enough," I whisper, my breath hot against his skin.

His body shudders at my words, his fingers curling into fists in the restraints. "Please, Y/n," he pleads, his voice thick with desire. "Please let me cum." His hips buck harder against the bed, his cock aching for release.

I smile down at him, pleased with his submission. "Oh, you're such a good boy," I murmur, my hand moving faster between his legs. "You're always so eager to please me." I slide my middle finger inside him, feeling him tremble at the invasion of heat and wetness. His muscles clench around my finger, and I can feel the tension building in his body.

With a final thrust, I curl my finger, finding his prostate and massaging it with just the right amount of pressure. His body goes rigid, his back arching off the bed as he comes for a fourth time, his cries muffled by the pillow. As he gasps for air, I lean in and kiss him gently on the lips. "There," I whisper, my breath warm against his skin. "That's a good boy, isn't this meant to be, you crying and squirming under me"

I slide my finger free from him, watching as he continues to pant, his chest rising and falling rapidly. "Now, are you ready to do what I say?" I ask, my voice soft but firm. He nods, his eyes still closed, his body still trembling from the release. "Good, I don't want this happening again"

But alas, some puppies don't learn their lesson the first time so you have to teach them how to behave by punishing them again.

[thatonedumb-s-u-b]

Call me your highness while you fuck me. Call me your future king while you’re on your knees preparing me while I sit on the large throne that’ll some day be mine. Sink your fingers into me and ask if next time you should borrow my rings for this. Teasingly call me your little prince while you fold me in half on the thrown, ankles pushed above my head while you find the perfect angle to make me cry and scream. Fill me with everything you have to give and think about how your ruining me for betrothal. How I’ll never find a royal who can possibly match you. Look at the mess you left behind in me when we’re done, and question if pants are really still fitting for me to wear now since they’ll only get stained and ruined over and over again like the pairs before.

[tanishark]

We as a society need to accept that Aizen can be a bottom too and not just top or a dominant daddy 24/7. Just because the villain loves being in control, doesn't mean that he can't enjoy the thrill of surrendering and submitting to his desires. We also need to accept that Tanisha can be top too, especially considering their dom! x dom! dynamic as the Warden and Prisoner of Muken, but she's always written as the bottom in the smut fics when I just wanna see her pegging Aizen or making him beg for it until he's a whimpering mess 🤦‍♀

preach. the power play between dom x dom would be fascinating and more stimulating than the usual dom x sub.

[b00tyliciousbabe]

munch

bisexualbigboybf! x THICC!male reader

summary: manifesting my future husband

notes: THANKS FOR 1k ppl dem! BEEN IN DRAFTS FOR A WHILE. i think there needs to be some more love + appreciation for bi men and big boys so i amalgamated the two. not a fetish y’all, just a preference, they be taking care of my inner princess and for that i will ALWAYS be grateful. a lot of feminisation in this one so tread carefully. it’s a lil messy (jumps in tenses and stuff like that) but i litch couldn’t focus without getting too excited. ENJOY MY HEARTS.

song rec: normani - big boy (feat. starrah)

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your big boy bf didn’t think he had a chance with you at first, nor did he even want one. at first he hated you, watching how all the other men in your life were one flirty conversation away from having a piece of your juicy ass, and how the girls envied and coveted your thick hourglass figure. your sweet personality sickened him ; you made sure to give them your gym routine and your diet, being the beauty guru you were. but what he realised, was not that he hated you, but that he hated not having you. when he realised this, he needed you, more than anything.

you embodied a refreshing style of hyper femininity that made you all the more attractive to your bi man. seeing your body in its thick glory made him love himself more. how your belly added to your voluptuous figure, your plump cheeks, and fleshy muscle surrounding your chest and thighs, he was mesmerised by your form. you were, in his eyes, divine. little did he know that you had fallen first; his broad shoulders, strong biceps and pudgy belly practically had you ovulating. your gigantic teddy bear, standing at a foot taller than you, had a heart of gold and this protective aura around him, enamoured you.

when you debuted your relationship online, you were met with a flurry of mainly positive responses. yeah sure there were the odd few denouncing your femininity and body shaming y’all, but you ignored them because you don’t have to convince the world that you’re THEE baddie b and your man is the sexiest mf to ever exist.

luvagoalz: they are literally the embodiment of the wattpad height difference. I NEED.

user222: y/n getting dicked down DAILY by a giant is so girlboss of him.

sza: bestie got himself a big boy - y/n send me the deets for the wedding.

your bf is a huge gym rat and when you two became exclusive, your already voluptuous figure became all the more defined with his help. you were flawless. you love seeing him in the gym, sweating as the veins in his forearms pop out making him look so attractive. he definitely enjoys your company there, teasingly rubbing his bulge against your ass and face when no one was watching. his exhibitionist kink goes crazy seeing how beautifully your workout clothes hug your butt and cinch your waist. he used to be slightly insecure about his stretch marks but after a cool down session, and you complimenting them like lightning bolts imprinted on his skin, he felt superhuman. you always knew what to say to make him feel better.

he’s so protective of you. always sleeps on the side closest to the door and isn’t afraid to send someone to hospital if they even look at you the wrong way, or in a manner he doesn’t like. in his mind he’s seeded you and you’re literally carrying his kids and thus it’s his responsibility to protect you. it’s almost primal. he isn’t controlling or anything, but finds it incredibly important to remind you that with him you are completely safe.

they say the best way to a man’s heart is through his stomach, and boy was that the case during your talking stage. it was perfect; you love to cook and so he’s more than happy to try your baked goods. your boyfriend loves his sleep on the weekends and so in true house husband fashion you often prepare breakfast in an apron with your thick cheeks hanging out from behind. one day he woke up to the sweet smell of you making his favourite. groggily stumbling into the kitchen, he rubbed the sleep from his eyes, long dick swinging out of his briefs as he advanced towards you.

‘good morning love.’ his deep voice sent shivers down your spine as he kissed the words into your neck. he held onto the groove of your hips, caressing your lower back with the tip of his index finger and watched as you writhed beneath him. ‘babe, what are you doing up? you need your sleep, you’ve been working so hard lately.’ you said, breathing haphazardly as he ground himself into you. ‘i missed you. and i want my morning kisses.’ beginning to untie your apron he turned you around, and removed the lace from around your neck. hiking you up on the table top, the heat of your bare ass, that his dick previous massaged into you, was cooled by the granite. you wrapped your legs around him, as your hands stroked his beard. wiping that shit eating grub off of his face, your lips came closer to his own, as you could feel his heartbeat in his throat - this man is so in love with you. the kiss lasted quite a while, precum staining the opening of his boxers and pooling on your thighs. you knew that you were about to be fucked dumb and so you turned of the hob to avoid burning the house down. the fire inside y’all was more than enough to keep you going.

your man doesn’t fully realise his own strength. he was very hesitant to have sex with you for a while and mostly stopped at groping you before his dick got too hard to ignore. so, for your first time, he had to refrain literally ripping your clothes to get to the prize of your nudity. he absolutely loves seeing you (try to) deepthroat. the reason? his size kink goes insane when you attempt to take his gigantic package. this man is LONG and GIRTHY, capable of splitting you in half and abusing all your spots with ease. the veiny sausage he’s packing could do some serious damage but he held back when it came to your first couple times with him.

he always takes time to ensure that your safe and comfortable. initially his size intimidated you, your mannerisms connoting your subtle anxiety. he kissed the fear out of you, reassuringly saying, ‘you know I would never do anything to hurt you.’

your boyfriend is the KING of consent, always ensuring that you want his big cock just as much as he wants to feel the warmth of your boy pussy. one day whilst he was working from home, he noticed you squirming like an omega in heat. he sighed and smirked. ‘d’you want me to fuck you?’ he burst out. already used to his blunt disposition, you nodded. advancing closer towards you, staring down at the desperation in your face, he stroked your hair. ‘use your words y/n, i wanna hear how badly you want it.’ his charisma practically had you high. ‘I need you, please.’ you began to undo the string that held up his joggers, as he removed his tshirt. ‘i can never say no to my baby boy.’ he smiled, pants bunching at his ankles as he slowly railed on the edge of your shared bed.

he encourages you to take him fully each time, praising you because no one else had been able to take him past halfway. ‘i know baby, i know, do it one more time for me.’ he said endearingly, wiping the tears from your face as his dick invaded your throat.‘THERE IT ISSS UGH FUCK! i love your mouth.’ he cooed.

equally, your bf is the only man you’ve been with that’s been able to satisfy you sexually. you steered clear from all the men who were only interested in your body and not your heart and so you had very minimal experience outside of toys and your hands. the few you may or may not have been with were damn near clueless. on the other hand…your man has had plenty of hoe phases. it sly bugged you how he’d been intimate with a greater number you could’ve imagined but all that disappeared when he first made love to you. the best thing about him is that he can handle allat that ass. despite the clear size difference this doesn’t stop you from being a FREAK. He even encourages it. loving your thick globes of ass flesh kiss his lower belly as you push back and twerk all over his dick. his favourite part of your shape are your hips. he wants to breed you full of his children.

whenever he says ‘fuck yeah baby, back that shit up.’ it sends you orbital. it’s well known that the two of you share a huge affinity for doggy. the way you stroke his pudginess while he rails you in that position has become a safety mechanism - one that he has learnt to make the experience all the more enjoyable. with one hand holding you up (realistically struggling to, under the sheer passion of his fucking) and the other one bent behind your back fingering his belly button. his huge dick borderline tears you open and by grabbing onto him makes you feel safe. he usually recognises that it’s getting a bit too much when your moans become screams, and you get tighter. and as much as he loves seeing you overstimulated and fucked out on his cock, he doesn’t wanna break you (completely). so he slows down, soothing your pain with sweet nothings and his large hands massaging your ass cheeks.

for him personally though, he loves to smush you underneath his weight. in prone bone, he has direct access to your ear, whispering words of affirmation but degrading you with the grip of his arms around your neck. his beard hair softly touching your cheek, causing a wave of bliss to hit you, always gets him going. he knows you love hearing him praise you; his grunts are so delectable, a symphony with the percussion of him clapping tf outta your cheeks. as you whine like a lil bitch, they become guttural, like an alpha in his rut. the carnal passion of your heavier and rougher sessions reveal a callous side to his possessive nature. dangerous how much it turns you on.

words can’t really describe how much you love his stomach, happy trail adorning his belly, and riding him offers you the opportunity to see allat that on a platter. his smirk as he tries to contain his excitement that your his and only his.

on the topic of eye contact, you’re favourite mutual position is definitely missionary - your bf adores every inch of you. how your body becomes compliant. your hole crafted to take his big dick. the way it pierces through the walls of your pussy, massaging your gumminess. he sometimes drools from how lost he can be in the experience. ‘take my cock, yhhh baby, fuckkkk.’

slowing down his jack hammering pace, he’d lean forward with his low hanging balls rutting into you agonizingly slow.

‘you like that shit, huh baby? yeah? loving on my dick so well.’ whispering as he begins to mark your collarbone. then moving upwards onto your neck, massaging your previously pummeled throat as you looked up, desperate to kiss him. he exhales into your mouth, breathing life into you that he had taken away with his hard thrusts. his softness escaped as quickly as it arose, thrusting his entire load into you.

‘shit’ you scream as he laughs hoarsely, the rasp in his voice a melting honey.

in the same position, you love his cum face. something about how his eye and nose scrunch as he pants and grunt deeply. his beard ticking your chin. it also allows him to be vulnerable with you. he would hold your head cradling it with an affection rivalled only by how sweetly his tip kisses your prostate with each lengthy thrust. when he first enters, he’s checking to see if your okay, if you want more lube. you say no. legs just above his hips, you bring your hand to stroke his beard as he concentrates on directing his dick in a way that doesn’t make him cum immediately upon re entry.

‘i love you.’ you say getting all emotional from how well he’s treating you. ‘I love you too y/n.’ he leans down for more kisses as your hand now snakes around the back of his head.

he stops, letting you catch your breath, playing with your hair and caressing your face lovingly. your arms drop immediately at the warmth of his touch. he lifts and cradles your head, a delicacy opposing his rough demeanour.

‘I fucking love you,’ your bf grunts, placing forehead kisses, panting, as he starts moving faster. your legs now wrapped tightly around his abdomen like a vice. he plants both hands behind your head, balling his fists at either side of your head to create the perfect foundation to fuck you hard. brings one of his hands to cradle your hair and to bring your head closer to his. your temples meet ensuring that you’re so close and intimate. the man brings his body up, still inside you, collects your legs together, one leg on each shoulder holding onto the thick flesh of your upper thighs, allowing you to adjust, before toppling over onto you again to get deeper inside your pussy. later, moving his hands up to behind your knees, his rugged fingertips grip the flesh of your hamstrings.

your boyfriend brings his fingers up to stroke your cheeks and remove the hair sticking to your face. he’s growling at his need to go ham, but he exercises self-control as a means to take care of you. however, what he doesn’t realise is that his painfully slow strokes transport you to a utopia of bodily ecstasy.

he ABSOLUTELY loves seeing the imprint of his girthy cock in your stomach, pressing down on it to add to your respective pleasures. and when you both reach the top of the mountain, the visual of you being completely fucked out on his huge pole, as it protrudes through your stomach which is now decorated with your own personal release, makes him wanna rail you again. and again. until you pass out or his dick becomes limp. the latter would never happen because wherever you are, that cocks gonna be UP.

aftercare is so underrated with him. in his past relationships, it was usually a hit and quit it situation - his words not mine. thus he didn’t really know what to do at first. he’s so used to hookup culture, that he never bothered. but with you, he knew he had to change; one, because he knew you’d never let him near you again if he didn’t take care of you, but mainly two, because you were his and he had a responsibility to cherish you. considering you literally couldn’t walk and body was limp, your man needed to ensure you were taken care of. though he always reassures you, you make sure to do the same. the first time you spooned him he slept like a baby. BIG BOYS NEED CUDDLES TOO Y’ALL.

he gets really apologetic, constantly asking ‘did I go to rough.’ as he massages the bruises on your hips. sometimes feels guilty that he fucks you too hard. You put his mind at ease telling him that you do like it. your bubble butt and tight hole were made to take his cock.

this still doesn’t stop him from confessing to you; ‘baby, I’m so sorry.’ he kisses your skin. ‘when I see that ass if yours jiggle, it drives me crazy, I just can’t stop.’ it often leads to him overcompensating. as the his cum seeps out of your obliterated cunt. he just wants to make you feel safe. the same safety he feels when he’s with you.

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[felixaha]

its 4am you should go to sleep omg😭😭 but

camboy reader x Choso

basically choso needs some relief so he scrolls through all the accounts of other streamers then bam he sees his neighbor and is like “😧” and now whenever he sees neighbor!reader he gets all heated. Thats all i got you can choose whether choso is just gonna just perv over reader or they sleep together finally

“how can i say no?”

HIIII omg i love this request sm you have no idea , TYSM FOR THIS YOURE MY SAVIOR MWA .

might make a part two who knows 🤭

𖦹₊ ⊹ choso x camboy!reader ,

masturbation , blowjob (r!giving)

choso whimpers bcz why not.. ,

praise kink , eating you out ,

reader rides a dildo while

imagining choso .

MDNI

fuck he was frustrated, he badly needed something or someone to help him get off but the accounts were barely enough for him.

suddenly his fingers paused, eyes landing on a similar figure.

holy shit is that.. you?

he swore his cock springed in his free hand, fingers immediately clicking your profile as his heart raced.

“fuck..” he’s never been this hard in less than a second.

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he closed the door behind him, putting his keys in his pockets before he lifted his head to find you.

“oh, hey choso!” you smiled, waving at him as his face burned red.

“oh- hey! um- uh..” he didnt even notice his body heating up, gulping as he pulled the collar of his shirt out of nervousness.

“you okay? youre sweating..” you were ‘oblivious’ of the tent in his pants, reaching over to place the back of your hand on his forehead.

his eyes scanned your body, heart racing as hunger shined in his eyes.. he wished he could pounce at you right now and fuck you.

“choso? hey, choso!” you wave your hand in front of him, causing him to snap out as he bluttered.

“you look handsome t-today.” he blushed, blinking as he realized what he said. “i mean i look handsome today! everyday!”

he boosted his ego, hiding his obvious desire for you. cute.

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he was in his room, hand stroking his cock as he groaned, his head full of imaginations.

“fuck.. ngh- Mnn..” his eyes was closed, jerking off to the sound of your moans as he imagined you sucking him off.

oh how your pretty lips would feel around his cock, sucking him so eagerly like a slut as he grabs your hair and shoves you down until you can feel his tip in the back of his throat.

how he imagined you’d look if he pounded into you, hands gripping your hips like his life depended on it while abusing your prostate, babbling about how his big cock fucks you soo good.

“s-shit— ah..!” he frowned, letting out a small whimper before cumming in his hand, panting heavily as he looked at the screen.

it revealed you, riding the dildo as he imagined it was him instead, how he wished he would mark you up, fuck you in front of the camera..

he couldnt handle it anymore.

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he walked past your apartment, looking at the door as he heard sounds. huh.. was that- a guy?

his eyes burned with jealousy at the thought of someone else fucking you, growling as he placed a hand on the doorknob.

..it was unlocked. how stupid of you.

he opened the door, the sounds of moaning and creaking heard from your room as he slowly walked inside.

‘ill show you who’s better.’

he carefully opened the door for you not to notice, revealing you and.. a dildo?

“c-choso—! mnn..!! ngh fuwAh~!” you moan out, desperate for something, anything to please you.

fuck the dildo was barely enough to hit your prostate, head full of images of choso fucking you so good.

“huh—?!” you finally felt eyes on you, looking back as you spot a figure you wanted to see so badly.

“you enjoying yourself, sweetheart?” choso grinned, closing the door behind you and turning on the lights to see more of your body.

“ive been waiting for this.. for so long.” he walked closer to you, footsteps heavy as his hands began to slowly remove his own clothes.

“you gonna be a good boy for me? yeah?” he purred, licking his lips as his hand stroked your hair, your heart racing.

“n-ngh.. please, choso..” you whisper, growing even more needy as you felt a finger tap your lips.

you obediently open your mouth, letting choso slip his fingers in. you suck them, licking and sucking while glancing up at his sharp eyes look down at you with lust.

“fuck.. cant wait to have your lips around my cock.” he whispers, removing his pants which revealed his boxers, your heart racing at the thought of sucking him off.

“be a good boy, baby. please me.” you eagerly remove his boxers, eyes sparkling at the sight of his hard cock standing proudly in his stomach. you knew he was big.. but not THAT big.

you werent complaining though, licking your lips as you start licking his shaft and tip, getting it ready for your pretty little mouth.

“ah.. youre really good with you- ahn.. mouth huh? practiced?” he teased, groaning at the feeling before shoving his cock inside your mouth, causing to you gag.

“mgg—!! Mck Mgg—?!” your eyes widened from the unexpected situation but quickly adjusted, bobbing your head up and down as you looked up to see him satisfied.

“ah— thats it, h-haa.. fuck fuck shit—“ he whimpered, the sound going straight to your cock as it twitched and leaked precum.

“keep going, ngh- m-mnn..” his head hang back, guiding your movements. he was so close.

his hand trembled, pushing you even more before cumming inside your mouth, making you gag and cough.

“haa.. ah— hahah..” he sighs, looking down at you with a smile, cooing at the sight of you swallowing it.

“good boy.” he suddenly pushed you on top of the bed, causing you to yelp and squirm around.

“c-choso pleasee..” you plead, not knowing what you were begging for but it seemed like he knew what it was.

“you’ll get my cock soon, you’ve been bad hm? teasing me with that ass and bending over whenever i see you.” his hand groped your ass before spanking it, causing you to cry out.

“you think i wouldnt notice? hm? fucking slut.” he knelt down in front of you, watching your eyes widen when you realized he noticed everything.

“oh, pretty, you're so needy,” he whispered in a husky voice, his warm breath teasing against your skin.

He spread your legs wider, exposing your puckered entrance. choso’s tongue traced slow circles around the rim, teasing and exploring, before delving inside.

He savored the taste of you, his tongue delving deeper, lapping at the sensitive flesh.

he sucked and licked, alternating between gentle licks and more forceful thrusts of his tongue.

His hands gripped your hips, holding you in place as he continued to devour your poor hole with fervor.

“ungh—?! ah—! choso Oh fuck ah—!” your back arched, moaning at the warm feeling.

his hands gripped on your thighs, lifting your legs up effortlessly as he continued to devour you.

“you like that baby? fuck—“ he groaned, his cock coming back to life as it twitched.

“choso ngh..!! s’good im gon-“ you cry out, legs trembling as your cock twitched again, fuck his tongue was so good.

“please- im gonna—!!” your cock spurted out cum in your stomach and some landing on your chin, panting as he laughed softly.

“such a cutie..” he praised, kissing your inner thighs before laying you down again.

“you can handle my cock, right?” he knely between your legs, cock brushing against your entrance as he smirked.

..this is gonna take a while.

[julianitos]

Time to put my lotion to good use. Tiempo para darle buen uso a mi loción. 🧴✊🏻💦

[wagnii]

[joselito28-1]

the handsome guys are on @joselito28-1 's blog

[fae-gothh]

YA'LL PLSSS KEEP MAKING MORE BNHA X MALE READER STUFF PLSSSS🥺 (preferably spicy👁️👄👁️☕🌶️) i feel like i havent been feed in DAYS✊😫✊. especially teacher izuku👨‍🏫 x male reader👨‍🦱 👀 and plsssss make it sub male reader🙏 as a fellow bottom! 👇✊ WE ALSO NEED TO BE FEED👄✊👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨

-fae goth out🧚‍♀️✨✨

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