#thiccc!y/n

[lovelykhaleesiii]

Can I please request thiccc Aegon being obsessed with eating his wife’s pussy

Appetite

PAIRING: Chubby!Aegon ii Targaryen x fem!Wife!Reader

WORDS: 1,102.

WARNINGS: female oral receiving, swearing, chubby!aegon ii, stomach riding, teasing.

A/N - apologies for the long wait. although this request was too delicious. hope you enjoy x

It was no discrete feat that your beloved husband, Aegon the Second, was known for his grand appetite.

As a young prince, suffering the constant scrutiny of the burden of high expectations, as the eldest sibling and the potential heir, Aegon sought comfort in the company of women, and most often food... With maturity, transforming from a scrawny figure, as his body grew so did his stomach. Much more portly and round, more visible softer edges and a pooling stomach that grew further out of his waistline, Aegon, handsome nonetheless, was a formidable figure.

And as his wife, it was your duty to uphold favors for your husband...

"Today could not have been more unbearable. This family of mine continues to prove to be a complete pain and bore—” Aegon cooly whimpers, his rotund body waddling its way towards you ever so slowly from the doorway, his familiar, heavy footsteps echoing between the stony walls of your shared chambers.

"Is that so? Does your Grandsire still talk your ear off in pursuit with talks of you being King? Has Cole worn you out with your royal training? Mayhaps you’ve grown lazy, as you spend more time shoving that pretty mouth of yours full.”

Aegon’s thick arms snake around your waist, pulling you inch by inch closer towards his larger frame, the warmth radiating from him. Your breasts press against his plump chest, pushing your cleavage upward, only a teasing distance away from Aegon’s face.

“Must you always tease me? You and I both know just how much you rather enjoy this pretty mouth of mine… Although, your absence was greatly felt today. I could not stop thinking about you and…”

"Hmm, and what, Aegon?" You seducingly whisper, your lips ever so lightly grazing against Aegon's plump mouth, as your grip tightens around his clothed, excess adipose.

"That pretty, tight cunt of yours."

With only a mutual exchange of beaming smiles and darting eyes, you found yourself comfortably sat atop your husband's curvaceous hips: feeling the growing stiffness bulging beneath his trousers, the more you shifted and pressed your aching cunt against it, the more it stirred. Earning a groan or two, Aegon sat shirtless, his soft, wife belly exposed, tits growing exponentially, you could practically hold them by the handful.

"Up, baby- I need you now. But turn around. We're doing this a little differently."

It took you a minute or two, steadying yourself with your back facing towards Aegon, as you carefully aligned and planted your exposed bare cunt onto his ravenous mouth. His lips felt moist against yours, although adamant on sucking, his latch was strong feeling his thick, warm tongue slither between your throbbing, velvet folds.

His deep moans, although muffled, were penetrable enough to hear, his grip tightening, a hand clasped at each of your thighs: you felt secure atop of him, as your husband kept you confined in place. Uncertain of your stance however, for this was a first, naturally your hands fell onto his meaty rolls, manoeuvring between the plump folds of his sides, and his ample tits.

"Gotten s-so, s-so big I can practically h-hold onto these t-teats to keep me s-steady, y-your Grace-"

"K-Keep it up, a-and you'll have the most g-gracious tits th-than all the m-maidens, I-I fear."

Your jaunts and jabs seemed only to heighten Aegon's lustful drive, his head pushing in further against your backside as his hands gestured your lap to fall deeper against him: his eager tongue delved deeper between your walls, gently biting at the tender skin of your entrance. Naturally, your nails clawed and dug deeper against the paleness of his paunchy blubber, leaving remnants of red marks to grow visible instead.

Your mind no longer coherent, felt senseless and weak in such a vulnerable position, whimpering for your husband, begging aloud his name, as your cunt began to ooze eagerly with your wetness. Hearing the messy, sloppy sounds as Aegon hungrily devoured and slurped at every inch of your cunt, savouring your delectable flavour, his grand appetite did not cease either in the bedroom...

"S-So fucking good- No craving in the world could appease me, only that of my wife's glorious fucking cunt."

Your elbows grew weary, your inner thighs trembling as the strength you mustered to keep balanced lessened: Aegon kept you secured against him, his hold unmatched you endured the feast he devoured of you.

"Now, my baby's turn. I bet this aching cunt is dying to feel this against her clit- Don't think I didn't feel you groping me that entire time. You love me being fat."

As you delicately shifted yourself to face Aegon, his stocky arms guiding you with assistance, you now sat atop his lap, gazing upon his handsome face, and the glistening, milky film that intoxicated his pouty lips.

"Taste it, my love. Taste yourself. Taste how divine you are, I can never get enough of it."

With impeccable obedience, your lips instinctively plummeted against Aegon's, his tongue remaining ever so keen, pushing through into your mouth, entwining with your own: a sneaky grin echoed across his lips pressed against yours, as you devoured yourself.

Preoccupied, Aegon's meaty forearms, had snaked their way once more around your tender thighs, lifting you gently upwards, nestling you atop his round, rotund belly. Your slick cunt leaves the residue mixture of your ooze with Aegon's own saliva, a glistening trail against the fleshy, fair skin of his prominent gut. Your pace slow, only began to quick as your steady breathing began to hasten with excitement. Your nails once more, digging into the soft flesh of his broad shoulders, claw marks like of some untamed animal, grew vibrant red in contrast with the paleness of his Valyrian skin.

"Mhmm- my beloved, you were so quick to taunt at how fat and round I have become and yet you crumble at the mere sight of me. Look at you, bouncing on this gut, as if you bounce on my cock. Need I grow fatter for you to accept that you relish in lying and mating with a fat man."

"A-Aeg- N-Not just any fat man... J-Just you, my G-Grace. I l-love you for th-this and s-so much more."

The natural friction brewing from beneath, a potent heat feverish against your inner thighs and entrance, against the portly double belly of your husband: feeling his fat meekly squirm between your folds was enough to ripen an excitement only your husband's cock could genuinely deliver. Falling into his cosy embrace, you shared the rest of the evening welcoming dusk in the intimate seize of your husband.

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[redhead-batgal]

Damian x y/n:  y/n fell asleep at the manor while hanging out with Damian and woke around 2am, y/n gets lost on way to kitchen and meets Jason and says " hello dummy thiccc man"

Type: One-shot

Pairing: Best Friend! and Gender Neutral! Reader x Damian Wayne/ Robin

Content: Technical one-sided pinning, simp! reader, aged up Damian and reader, cursing, humor, lots and lots of fluff.

Word Count: 1,305

(P.S. I made it best friend! reader because I LOOVVVVE Best Friends to lovers. It's like my favorite troupe. I also changed it a bit, but I think it'll be fine. Enjoy! :)

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Human nature and emotions were so strange. Peculiar, how extreme they could be. It was like magic, how strange people could be or act in general. How rage could transform a person momentarily, how joy could bring people out of the darkness. Love though, Love was stronger than any other emotion. It was stronger and more powerful. A black magic of sorts that would take over and change you into someone completely different.

And you had just been hit by its spell.

Part of you didn't entirely understand why you caved to his every whim. Why the tiniest frown and gleaming of eyes could make your stomach swirl and instantly feel guilty.

The rest of you... it-it knew. Knew that you were wrapped so tightly around his finger you might shatter if you did something wrong. Knew how the smallest glimpse of his smile would send your heart racing and make you weak in the knees.

Damian Wayne had a magic of some kind, and you were completely and totally enchanted. So enchanted you sometimes forget the way the world actually works and that you should think before you speak. Unfortunately, tonight just so happened to be a night that his magic overcame you.

Drearily blinking, you found yourself curled into Damian's side. His breathing was slow and steady, calming, even. For a moment you almost drifted back into that peaceful bliss of sleep.

However, your mind jumped. Making you realize how close you were to him and that- that... you probably shouldn't be. No- no you definitely shouldn't be.

Here and now, he was vulnerable, and he hated being vulnerable in front of people. You couldn't stay, if you did, he'd be upset and- and... and you really really hate it when he's upset with you.

Slowly slipping from his grasp, you dropped towards the floor, hoping that you won't startle him awake. Sneaking towards the door you take a moment to look over your shoulder, he took a breath in before letting it out softly. Closing your eyes for a moment you let out a small sigh of relief.

He was still asleep, thank goodness. Part of you didn't want to leave, seeing him so peaceful and happy made something warm bubble in you. However, you knew you had to go, for him and for you. After all you have been here for a while... Wait, how long have you been here?

Sliding out the door you peered around the corner, hoping to see someone wandering around who you could ask. Instead, you are met by pitch darkness and an eerie quiet that shook you to your core.

Oh god, what time was it?

Half scrambling down the stairs you bit your lip. Please oh please don't be morning yet. Your mother would kill you if you stayed out all night.

Clock, clock... where oh where is a clock? Where was the closest one??? Living room? No Steph and Duke broke that one yesterday with their Wii sports tournament. Anywhere else made your mind spin and then- then a thought rose up suddenly.

The kitchen.

Yes, yes, the kitchen should have a clock... and a phone.

The more you moved through the darkness the later you thought it was. Was it four? five? Oh god, please let it be the same day. Blinking, a bit, you noted light seeping under the door rather absentmindedly.

Your hand pushed the door open, and you found the blinking numbers on the microwave. They sent a tumble of nerves straight to your stomach.

Two am. It was two fucking am.

How in hell were you going to survive this? It was a twenty-minute drive home and at minimum, a two-hour walk. There was no way you'd make it home before the sun came up.

A clatter dragged you from your thoughts and you looked up to see a man sitting at the table. He had short dark hair with a white streak through a front section. His eyes were greenish, not as green as Damian's but something about them seemed similar.

It took you no more than a second to notice he was not wearing a shirt. And your brain froze, your thoughts suddenly deciding to spill out.

"Hello dummy thicc man."

Silence followed and a snort of sorts. You blinked seeing a smile stretched across the man's face. Heat flushed through you, and you closed your eyes.

"Dammit. I said that aloud, didn't I?"

The man nodded, leaning forward ever so slightly. He winced instantly and you then spotted the bloodied spot on his torso.

"Holy shit, you're bleeding!"

A weak smile was now on the man's face, and he nodded. Your eyes went wide and your hands darted forwards.

"Are you going to be, okay?"

"Yeah, Alfie's takin care of me.'' He looked you over and snorted once again, "you're the gremlin's?"

Your brow furrowed and you tilted your head before blinking a few times.

“Uh, if you mean Damian, yeah I’m his friend.”

A smirk of sorts worked its way onto his face, and you began fiddling with your fingers.

"I'm y/n." You weakly say.

"Jason... though you probably know me as Todd."

You clamped your mouth shut as a wave of laughter built up in you. Somehow, he had managed to almost mimic Damian perfectly. Looking away from him you squeezed your eyes shut as a giggle of sorts escaped you.

Finally, you looked back to Jason- no Todd... oh yeah. You had heard about him. Nothing really bad though. Strange, though him never being around probably contributed to that.

"The gremlin does have a type. Waffles was right."

You tilted your head again, narrowing your eyes ever so slightly. Waffles? Who could be waffles? you opened your mouth to question the nickname when a door swung open. You froze, only to see Alfred carrying a tray filled with bandages and antiseptics.

"Uh, hi."

Alfred smiled at you before setting the tray on the table. Jason instantly began reaching for things only for Alfred to whack his hand without looking away from you.

"I'm glad to see you, Mx Y/n. Did you sleep well?"

You nodded and heard the door behind you open. You then noticed a strange smile slide onto Alfred's face and Jason snorted again shaking his head.

"Hello Master Damian."

Looking over your shoulder in a little bit of horror, you found Damian behind you rubbing his eyes, his hair disheveled and pointing in many directions.

"Pennyworth," He yawned, "Todd."

Jason grunts in greeting and you stand frozen staring at Damian, your mind racing. Were you too loud? Did you wake him up? Was he upset?

"Y/n," Damian then said, holding out his hand, "come on."

"Huh?"

"We should go back to bed. School starts early tomorrow. Father would be very upset if he knew I was awake."

"Uh, but- I- why are you awake?"

"You left." He said with a slight, "duh." At the end.

You went very still as his words began to run rampant in your head. Did that mean you woke him up when you left? Were you too loud slipping out the door? Did you hop off the bed too sharply?

A hand took yours and you blinked, finding Damian before you. He pulled at your hand slightly. "Come on."

"But- it- it's two. My mom- she's-"

"We informed your mother that you would be staying the night. You do not need to worry Mx. Y/n." Alfred suddenly chimed in.

Looking back towards him you raised an eyebrow; he was nonchalantly wrapping a bandage around Jason's torso. Tilting to the side you notice ripped abs. You only managed a quick glance before Damian pulled you from the room.

"It's time to sleep Y/n."

Turning back towards Damian you smiled before following after him.

"Coming."

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[theworldofotps]

Memories (Sequel to Tomorrow)

Pairing: Damian Priest x Reader Word Count: 849 Description: Y/n looks back on her relationship with Damian and reflects on the life they had. Warning: Toxi relationship, arguing, cheating accusations 

Part One Thank you to @omg-im-such-a-masochist for some of the details and your help with grammar, she’s truly a gift to me and I don’t know what I’d do without her. _________ Tag list: @omg-im-such-a-masochist​ @melissahausen​ @new-zealand-chic​ @writtingrose​ @sjwrites22​ @sassymox​ @mrsacklesevansmgk​ @xladyxfatex​ @biforrollynch​ @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch​ @demonqueen29​ @itsicantbelievethis666​ @lilred91​ @rebellious-desires​ @thiccc-rider-mcintyre​ @letsgivethisonemoreshot​  @ava-valerie​ @shortyiceheart​ @serpantscorpio8497​ @thatpanpal​ @thatnerdwriter​ @wrestlersownmyheart​ @vebner37​ @auburnwrites​ @aews-four-pillars​ @seeingstarks​ @whenimakeitshine1234​ @legit9thlunaticwarrior​ @cherrytheeredheadmamaclaymore​ @blaquekitty​ @ironshamelessyouth​ @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin​ @melblacc @alliwant456 @elevennbloom @xbreezymeadowsmunsonx @mcreignsera If you wanna be added to the list lemme know. _________ It’s been four months.

Last night was the first time she’d seen Damian in four months, after he had slipped out of her place in the early hours of the morning and never looked back. He’d been with friends at a local club where she’d gone with some girlfriends after work. Her eyes had followed him throughout the night, lifting her hand in a slight wave when he nodded in her direction. Y/n managed to turn her attention back to her friends and before she knew it she’d lost him in the crowd. 

It was for the best she knew but Y/n couldn’t help but still hurt. She had loved Damian more than anyone. These last four months she did her best to try and get over him. For the most part Y/n had managed to do just that, of course she still thought about him often. Wondering how he was and what he was doing, she couldn’t help herself.

After getting home Y/n showered then laid in bed just tossing and turning as her sleep was once again plagued with dreams of him. Now sat on the train heading to the next city for work since she couldn’t be bothered to drive. Y/n stared out the window thinking. 

The beginning of their relationship had been beautiful, full of fun and passion. Just like the sun shining on the green fields that the train sped past Y/n’s life with Damian had felt warm and perfect. Like the grass couldn’t be greener anywhere else. 

Y/n giggled softly as she slipped around the tree stalking her boyfriend. Damian had spent the last ten minutes trying to find her in their game of hide and seek. He’d been calling her name and trying to find her with no luck. Waiting until he was by the pool y/n ran over pushing him in the pool laughing as he came up spitting water. 

“I win I win!” 

She cheered laughing as he pushed the hair from his face. Damian chuckled in amusement as he swam towards the edge.

“Yeah yeah now help me out.” 

Reaching down she took Damian’s hand screaming as he pulled her into the water with him. Coughing and sputtering when she arrived at the surface, y/n wiped her eyes. 

“That was mean.”

“You started it mi amor.”

Damian smirked as he pulled her into his chest, Y/n wrapped her legs around his hips and her arms around his neck. 

“I couldn’t help it though it was too perfect not to.”

She hummed softly as his hands cupped her ass. 

“Yeah it was good now since you won the game, how about your reward?” 

He smirked as he pressed her back against the side of the pool, Y/n but her lip as she pulled him in for a heated kiss.

Sure they’d had occasional spats here and there that was to be expected. However, she knew that sometimes even those things and people that seem to be the best thing for us could also turn out to be the most awful. They were both jealous, especially when he was away on the road so much. At first it wasn’t a big deal, but then things took a turn.

“I don’t know how many times I have to tell you y/n there is nothing going on between us! I got a ride with her and Dom that was it, she’s more familia to me than anything else.”

“Oh please I’m not stupid Damian! I’ve seen the way she looks at you.” “How does she look at me?” 

“The same way I fucking do!” 

Y/n snapped as she paced their living room, this was the third fight they’d had in the last two weeks. She was convinced that Carter was trying to fuck her over and take Damian. She couldn’t stand it especially since she couldn’t drop everything to go on tour with him. 

“¡Estás loca! You’re getting paranoid over a friend, you should be able to trust me! I thought that was an important part of our relationship.”

“I do trust you, it's those whores I don’t trust.” 

That was the first night they called it quits. They were split for about a month before they came back together again. And the cycle repeated. Everything was going well for a couple months then something would happen, and they would split again. It went that way for almost three years before Damian finally said enough was enough. 

He packed his stuff up while she was at work one day, left her a note to call him and he ended it. There were a few times they’d crawl back to each other for a night of passion but this time it seemed like they were really done.

Y/n stared out the train window as the landscape suddenly seemed to turn bleak and miserable. Sort of like the way she was feeling; it was hard not having Damian in her life in any way or form. But she knew that this was needed this was the only way to keep them from destroying each other.

[wrestlersownmyheart]

New Fic Idea But I Need Help!

So I'm thinking of writing a one-shot (or maybe a chapter fic) about a wrestler and a female reader where they meet in their dreams and fall in love that way. Would anyone be interested in reading this? And if so...

Feel free to reblog this so it gets more votes!

Here is the summary:

(Insert Wrestler) meets the woman of his dreams. Literally. The only problem? She is married in actuality. And her marriage is not the happy one she tries to portray in reality. Not to mention Y/N has a secret she failed to reveal in their shared dreams.  Can (Insert Wrestler) persuade her to leave her husband and seek the safety of his love instead?

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[chuuyanaurkahara]

The Shrenaissance, by my sister and me:

An: omgggg haiii guyyyysssss✌️🤗 thankyew ferrr reddin my stroy❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥺🥺🥺🥺 luttssss of live🇬🇧😔🙏✌️✌️

Chaptit uno

“Omgggg nooooo!!” Creamed y/n. 😱 “What?” Yelled lord fartquaq 😈😈😈 “I’m going to sell you to people becuz your super peretty” the guards grabbed me ass I cried sadly. “ “noooo don’t sell meeee🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺, I get that I have light brown with blonde streaks hair, and pink eyezzzz with greEn polka dotzzz and purlbees zigzaddy lines, And I’m not like ovvfer gworlzzzZZz 👉👈😔🪳🥵 butt please don’t sell me into salvery😭��😭😭”.

“Too late fer dat” yelld lord lord farquag 🖤🤬🪓🔥🔥🔥🔥😞😞😞.

“Auaaaaaaaaaah” y/n cried scradely 💀💔💔.

Before y/n knew it she was in the fairytale slvarey market ⛓⛓⛓with mean evil wiches 🧙♀️ named tiffany and Brittany( an: heckkkku tifff and britit u r buwwwies and No wun like u 😡) who were to sell me to the p3d0 muffin man. The muffin c@me running at me with a wot of munneee 💸💸💸💸🤑🤑🤑 in his thiccc beefy hamdsss. When alof zA suoddenn a loud Scottish 🏴 seccsy voice boomed out “noooooooo I will not let u buy this gurlll!!!!!👿👿👿🤬🤬🤬”

Chabit deux

I luuk uup at dis green 💚💚💚, kinda hot monster. He had a giggachad chin, a total dad bod which is hot 👈🥵 and two ears that pointed east and west (the two most hottest directionz 🧭🥵🥵🥵🥵) that remind me trumpetttts. In his deep, angy scootish accent “let herr go laddy befure I ootuerly PUCK you up.” The guards all run avvay 🏃♂️🏃♀️ He grasped the cage lid and ripped it open, he took me by the hand and lifted me like a bride (AAAAAHHHHHHHH 😫😩😫😫😫) he looked down at me with his bruun orbs 🤎🪳 and I to his with my blu 💙eYes. And he said “you’re safe now, Y/N” “cum with meh to Zach svanmp y/n”

Chabbir tree

Y/n gazed at the back of shreks head as he lead her to his swamp💚💚💚 “dadd-…I mean shrek, why did you rescue me?”🤔🤔

“Because, y/n I just…..f-f-feilt loike aye shed” Shrek said. Y/n cried tears out of her pisssss yellerrr saucers 😭😭😭, which gleamed in the morning sun. Shrek gazed in y/n’s eyes 👀 with the essence sad sorrow “Etts owkeh y/n I weallll protectchu”💯💯💯☝️😿😿😿 ���shrek!?😫😫😫” y/n whispered. “Yesh y/n I am here ferr yuh”. “O-o-okk-k” y/n chattered shyly.

Shrek and y/n made eye contact that lasted for 4 hours, ⏰⏰⏰ every second they blushed a darker shade of red until the couldn’t take it anymoooreh🫣🫣😫. Y/n’s eyelids were slowly fluttering closed 😴😴😴as the sun set, she wuzz abutt to collapse when Shrek caught her before she fell of a scary emo cliff🖤🖤🖤 wiff sharp Goffic rocks at the bottom👹🤡👺😈. shreiekle caught y/n and her THICC booty sheekss squished 🍑 against the larg moosculiar bikeppzzz. “Shrek?” Muttered y/n in her sleep. “ y/n I wee tahke you home” Shrekkler carried y/n down a moonlit path to his swamp😏😏😏

Chubber frour

(A.N so in dis stowwee Feowner doesn’t exist so shwexk is knowt sheatinq on hewww)

Y/n woke up at 2 am in sherk s lether bed. Since shreks swamp couldn’t support electricle which meant Shrek had to light a buncha campbells 🕯🕯🕯🕯. The candelllas set a hawt golden staemy mood for y/n and she felt so exhilaratingly semexely.🫣🫣🫣

When sussendly she felt a huge braeth on the back of her mekc, she turned around and Shrek was lying right nevst to her.😏 He was awake and just layin der staring at y/n’s lime green ayballs 👀

Y/n moved her arm to feel Shreks cheek wen she realized she was completely nekid. 💦🥵

“Shrek whore are mai cwoves” y/n blushed 😳shit browm “o irm soorrrry aboot theht, but when I carrying yeh holm yoh feill ootah my Erms and into a deep peddle”

There was a moment of silence and then y/n climbed on top of Shrok in the sexy way and arched her 2 mile wid arse.😈😫

Shrek flipped her over on the beed (🐝cuz shreee likes to be doominant 😏🥵🥴)

Thert Wes wen y/n realized Shrek was niked

Too. Y/n look down at shreks sausig 🍆💚and was severely turned un to see it was 2 feert lung. “Shrek,… are you sure about this?? 👉👈😫😫 y/n asked hottly.

Withought sayinq antyfing Shrek put his thingy in her you know wut. And they fugded fer 50 hours. 😫🥵😳🥺😍😏🥴

Choooop fiff

Y/n woke up and she could barely get out uv

Beb because off how sore her cooter was 😖, butt shi got op anywayzz. When she went to da baffwoom it huwwt so bad to pee but after she ped and went to wipa her hoochie 🧻

Buttt the the toilet pappir was gweenis 🥦 amb smelled like unyuns 🧅🧅🧅.

Y/n was shookered. She knew it wusnt his cum 🐝cuz he had shot sum on her last night and it was bright yellow. 💛

Y/n scerdly crept oot of da barfroom 😰

“S-Shrek.. “ y/n said “yerhh?” Shrek responded “wen I went pii it was bright green and smelled lik unions, so you know wat it ees?” Y/n said shyly 🦨🦨🦨

“O….. urmh sooo…. Ummmm” Shrek said nervously” 🫣😓😬 y/n stard at hem pleadingly🥺🥺🥺 “ soo ummm I might hev mehbeh peesssed in you” Shrek blurted out

Y/n’s picht blak ayes filled with tears.🥺

Chillie sex

Y/n tan oot if the swamp cring 😭😭👀 “how cood sHreik do this to meeeeeee she wpet. When all of the sudden she sooped in her traks when she sa a hawt gray beefy dunkey.🥵🥩 “aye chihuahua grill, what’s ring mamasita” the dunkler said loodly “ SHREP AND I SID THE SMEX AND HE PESSED INMY VIRGINIA 🪳🪳🪳“ y/n scream as she fell to the floor and a waterfall of shreks voluminous saucy piizz flooded out of her biscuit 😱😱😱💚🍑🥓.

“Hot diggity dog grull, dat sux” dinky tan over to cumfart y/n 🥺🥺🥺 when all of lord fromagedart’s men ran at them with giant speeerzzz🔪🔪🔪. The p3d0 muffin was there too and he jumped on y/n and snd stared drinking the Shrek pii out off her tumbel tunnel and then he rapped her

“Aaaueguurriiureeeeeee” y/n scremed as he thrust his toes into her 🦶🦶🦶

“HOLY MOTHER OF WAP” doonkey sheeked 😱😱😱in mecksican horre. Than he strated too kik everone in da faces With his juicy paws. Then dlunker hippity hoped over to y/n and she scardle climed on his bac into the sunset 🌮🇲🇽🌯🌮

Chipter Steven

Y/n and donker made safley to donkees krib. Y/n was still necked and her huge b♾B$ were nonconformist and boonsing seggsisly in da wimd. Donkey stred down at them from his 9’11. Height “ dam girl those bvvbs are hawter den abuelita’s chili. “Y/n was super trimmed om 👉👈😏 “dang shawty” she said trying impress him with her Italian. “Woah girl it sound like you wanna fiesta in my cama” dinky said putting f boy face 😗😎😎🪳 “fiesta salsa qinceñera™️” 👉👈😚 y/n sang so anjeliclee that brids started swarming aroond her tamales 🌮🌮😏 dunkin picked y/n up in he’s beefy erms and brought her into his bed. danky climed on top of her and right as he slid a cundom on Shrimp busted through dikiys door “WET AR YEH DOIN IN HIS SWAMPPP😭😭😭” Shremk scrammed. “I can eggsplain” said y/n. But donkey had enough of the dramma and start fuugin her right there 😤😫 donkeys pp what’s three feet long and tres feet wide🍆 song y/n couldn’t keep talking when he was thrusting at her going 10,000 mph. But not all of Shreks peese had come out of her that day and since it had no where else to leave from shreks pee went up y/n’s throaght and straight into her lunges and y/n strated to drowm. 😱😭😱😭🪳Shrek pushd dlunker offff y/n and held her corpse in his big beefy armes, he realized she died and closed her silver eye’s eyelids. 🥺🥺🥺

Two days later donkey was a convinted feline fro murder 🔪🗡🩸😩 and they had y/n’s funeral all of the kingdom showed oop and cured a lot.😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

FIN oui oui

OMG THIS IS SO GREAT I LOVE THIS. /serious

there should be more stories like this in the world, they're so fun to read in my opinion. thank you for sharing this!

[harrywritingsbyme]

Puffy Little Peach

Based Off Of This Ask

And This One

A/N: I’m OBSESSED with this concept…like to say it’s hot would be a complete understatement!! There’s also no real plot to this one...just some hot shit with Harry and Y/n😋😌So I hope it doesn’t suck ass and you guys actually like it…enjoy🙃

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“Oh my goodness.” Harry gawks, now completely stopped in his tracks, focusing in on the sight in front of him. His eyes were practically bulging out of his head, his mouth was on the verge of spilling over from how hard he was beginning to salivate, and his cock was rapidly swelling in his pants. Why was Harry like this?  Well, there were many layers and reasons as to why Harry was going into sensory overload right now. But the short and sweet answer to that question, the common ground for all of said reasons, would be you. 

But here’s the not so short and sweet answer...

For starters, you were just minding your own business and relaxing in bed. You’d taken care of everything that required your attention for the day and you were just taking some time to relax, and do absolutely nothing. You were all nice and comfy in the soft and plushy sweatshirt and sweatpants set you’d gotten a couple weeks ago and had fallen head over heels in love with, and you were cuddled up with one of Harry’s pillows. Since he was taking care of something’s himself, the pillow was the best thing you were going to get for the time being. Now while you were just lying in bed and embracing all comfy and cozy of it all, you were mindlessly scrolling and clicking through your phone, you watched a little tv at some point, and you even got a little nap in. You were very much so relaxed and not doing a single thing the way you intended. That is, until Harry finished up with everything he had to take care of before coming upstairs to find you. 

And once he did...your stint of doing absolutely nothing came to an end. Well, sort of. 

When he first stepped foot into the room, you didn’t even realize that he’d come in. Not only was your back turned away from bed door, but you also had the volume on your phone turned up a bit so you couldn’t exactly hear him either. But when you felt the end of the bed dip, you immediately turned your attention in that direction to spot Harry’s newfound presence in the room. You don’t hesitate to drop your phone and take your earbuds out, and Harry doesn’t hesitate to bypass crawling up the bed and lying next to you, and go straight to crawling up the bed and on top of you. Like he wastes absolutely no time at all. 

And at first it was all cute and sweet. Harry was on top of you, sponging little kisses on your lips and all over your face and neck while he lightly tickled at your sides. You couldn’t stop laughing and squirming below him, trying to wriggle out of his grip as he continued to kiss and tickle you. Harry loved giving you all the attention in the world and just making you laugh, so he didn’t intend on stopping for a good little while. Whenever he let up on the tickles and stuck to just kissing you, you thought that you were in the clear. But he’d pick right back up and start tickling you again, leaving you to fall right back into a fit of laughter beneath him. Eventually, after a series of “my stomach hurts” and little tears streaming down your face from laughing so hard, Harry finally let up.

The two of you then proceeded to talk about your days and all, ever once in a while stopping, mid sentence by the way, to kiss each other. These stops were often initiated by Harry and would last a couple minuets if he was able to successfully wrap you up in and just melt you into the kiss. And about 99.999% of the time, he was in fact successful. You just couldn’t help but melt into them. They were so soft, yet firm if that made any type of sense. Like while he gingerly moved his lips against yours, he still managed to reaffirm his control over the kiss. Not to mention the way he held you the entire time. Whether you two were talking or kissing, he always had his free hand cupped around the side of your waist underneath your sweatshirt. He’d either just hold you there, or he’d squeeze you a little, or smooth his hand across your soft stomach, occasionally dipping his fingertips just below the waistband of your sweats.

Now given the fact that Harry was in fact himself, the cute and fluffy little atmosphere surrounding you two was quickly (but not too quickly) scrapped and turned into a full on hot and heavy one. You were no longer pushing back the curls that fell in his face when he lifted his head back up from your neck or from kissing you. Instead, you were pushing your fingers up into the curls that were at the nape of his neck as he pushed his lower half against yours. You welcomed the feeling of Harry’s tongue gliding against yours and exploring your mouth. You two were swallowing each others moans as you kissed, barely parting from each others lips to catch your breaths.

“Y’just so pretty.” He’d softly moan against your lips every once in a while before continuing to kiss you. And as he did this, his hand that was once sitting at your waist, began to wander up your shirt. As he does this, he discovers that you’re not wearing a bra, meaning that your supple breasts were bare and able to be played with immediately.

And for Harry, immediately, meant immediately. Harry was quick to cup the soft flesh in his hand, causing you to let out a string of moans into his mouth. Feeling his large hands around you all of a sudden caused a shiver to run up your spine and goosebumps to spread across your body. Along with kneading at your ample breasts, Harry also brought his forefinger and thumb to your now pebbled nipples to pinch and roll them around a little. That sensation alone sent even more chills and goosebumps across your body, and it caused your panties to dampen even more. After giving all of his attention to only half of your chest, Harry adjusts himself on top of you in a way that would allow him to play with both of them at the same time. Unfortunately though, he wouldn’t be able to lick into your mouth the way he was before. Which prompted you to let out a little whimper at the loss of his lips against yours. But you weren’t too upset with that since Harry definitely made up for it in the way he played with you afterwards. 

After simply toying with your other breast in the same way he did the first, Harry brought his mouth into play. He got rid of your sweatshirt that was already pushed up as high as possible to expose your chest, leaving your upper portion entirely bare. He then proceeds to lay between your legs, and wrap one of his hands around one of your breasts before taking the other into his mouth. If you two weren’t in that much of a rush or a rush at all, Harry always took the time to mouth at your chest. He was absolutely obsessed with stuffing his mouth with your supple breasts and just sucking on them. He also loved sucking on your pert nipples. He loved to suck on them and even lightly bite down onto them if he wanted to make you moan even louder. Which speaking of moans, you and Harry’s moans never stopped. Harry’s were quite muffled due to the fact that his mouth was full at the moment and yours were the exact opposite. They were filling the room and beautifully ringing into Harry’s ears. Following the same pattern as before, once he’s done mouthing at one side, he moves to the other. Again, the two of you continuously moaning, you from the sensation, and Harry from the sheer enjoyment of it all. 

Once he’s all done with your chest and is ready to move on to the lower part of you, Harry begins to kiss down your body. Instead of starting at your chest, he comes back up to your lips to sponge a few kisses onto your lips and to lick into your mouth a little before leaving a trail of wet kisses down your throat, and to each of your nipples, taking a moment to suck on them a little. He then leaves a kiss on the area between your breasts before continuing on his journey down your body. He leaves a ton of kisses along your midsection, taking the time to appreciate your body. 

To say that Harry was obsessed with your body would be a bit of an understatement. Harry loved every single inch of your body. If it was on you, Harry loved it. He wished you just walked around the house naked so that he could see all of you all the time. Harry would literally die for you and your curves. He was absolutely in love with your rounded figure and if he was given the platform to express how much he loved your figure, he was going to make sure he did it. Whether it be by means of constantly touching or squeezing you, whispering into your ear about how amazing you looked and how bad he wanted you, bringing one of your hands to the front of his pants so that you could feel just how hard he was from just staring at your body, or just worshiping your body like he was kind of doing now. Along with his kisses, Harry sang your praises and just gushed all over you, he would even bite at the flesh of your stomach a little. Your body was just so soft and it was like he became a puddle whenever he touched you. And a bit of a horny teenage boy.

When he reaches the waistband of your sweats, Harry quickly sits himself on his calves between your legs so that he can “properly” pull your pants down. 

“Wanna unveil your lower half baby.” He explains, hooking his fingers into  both sides of the waistband of your sweats. 

“Whatever you say Harry.” You chuckle, playfully rolling your eyes at how serious he was when it came to getting you naked. In response, Harry quickly pops the elastic against your skin before hooking his fingers back in. He then beings to ever so slowly pull your sweats down. He makes it about halfway down your thighs before he’s stopped in his tracks all together. 

“Oh my goodness.” Harry gawks, completely taken aback by the sight in front of him. Not to say that he was upset with it or anything. In fact, Harry was mesmerized at the sight. Now along with your beautiful, perfectly rounded figure, you also had something just as beautiful and rounded going on between your legs. The area between your legs was absolutely amazing and perfect to Harry. 

He loved to cup your fleshy mound in his hand at any given time. If you two weren’t cockwarming at night, he’d always have a hand in your panties holding your plushy cunt in the palm of his hand. Even if he’s driving, Harry would either be holding your hand or cupping your pussy because of how plushy and soft and plump you were. That’s why he loved when you wore dresses or skirts. Even though he didn’t mind undoing your pants if it meant getting to your cunt, he definitely preferred having easy access to you and being able to just hold you in his hand. Harry also loved it when you wore leggings. Like not only were your delectable curves on display, your puffy peach as Harry liked to call it was also on display. It didn’t matter if you wore panties or not, there would always be a defined outline of your pussy through the material. Along with the overall rounded shape of your mound, he was also able to see where your fleshy folds met. And it was even more defined when you decided to tease him and not wear panties when you joined him for a workout. At one point, Harry had to take your out to buy more leggings because he’d be so turned on that he’d tear a hole in the crotch area and just fuck you right then and there. Harry was never, nor did he ever want to, kick his obsession. It was just never going to happen. 

“They were the only ones I had before doing laundry. Plus they’re not exactly uncomfortable.” You say, explaining why you had such a pretty and tiny thong on, breaking Harry right out of his perverted thoughts. 

“I just wanna take a bite outta you.” Harry groans, completely disregarding your explanation (which he thought was actually adorable…like you actually felt the need to explain, to him of all people, why your pussy was bursting out of an itty bitty thong) and feeling his cock twitch in his pants. The thong wasn’t doing its job of covering you in the front at least, if anything, it was being swallowed up by your fleshy cunt. “Such a pretty little pair of panties.” Harry sighs, staring at how your amazingly delicious and juicy cunt as he loved to describe it, was practically bursting out of and engulfing the thong you had on. “Can you um- lets just get these off of you first.” Harry says, changing his direction to you and quickly helping you out of your sweats before tossing them somewhere behind him. He also pushes your legs further apart, only making the panties even more useless when it came to covering your cunt, and in turn, giving him an even better view. “Now I want you t’pull them up from here baby.” Harry instructs, reaching out to pull one of your hands that was lying on your stomach down to the top of your panties to show you from where he wanted you to pull. After he does this, you follow his direction, tugging your panties up a bit, causing them to move further up between your folds.

By now your lips were fully exposed on either side of the sting of fabric that was practically inside of you at this point. Upon seeing this, Harry couldn’t help but to reach down between your legs and pinch the two fleshy lips between his fore finger and thumb. You were so soft, plushy, and sticky between his fingers. And Harry couldn’t help but to play with you a bit. As he continued to squeeze you between his fingers, your mind was racing. On one hand you had Harry obsessing over you and just worshiping you, which never failed to make you all blushy. And then on the other hand, Harry was touching you and was completely entranced with your body, which made you incredibly needy for him. You were fighting with wanting to snap your legs shut from how exposed you were for him, and with wanting him to touch you even more. And on top of all that, you were fiercely tugging your lower lip between your teeth, trying your hardest to hold back the little moans that were threatening to spill out from how much you enjoyed the way you were being touched. But you couldn’t help but to let out a little yelp and moan when Harry pushed one of his fingers in between your lips to pull the sizable portion of your panties that had been engulfed by your pussy back out and to the side.

After squeezing, poking, prodding, and obsessing over your pussy a bit more, Harry finally removes his hand from between your legs(and the other from his pants). He then glides his hands up your thighs, to which he gives a good squeeze because he just can’t help himself, and he brings his hands all the way up to your hips where the bands of your panties were resting. The sight of the elastic slightly digging into your soft and fleshy hips alone was enough to make Harry of wild. He hooks his fingers into the thin bands before pulling them down from your hips and off your body, leaving you completely bare and spread before him. He’s quick to toss the panties in the same direction as your pants from earlier, immediately bringing his focus back to you once the last piece of your clothing was completely out of the way. 

“Have I told you how stunning you are?!” Harry randomly asks, taking a moment to take all of your now fully naked body in. Before making another move, Harry just had to sit back and look at you. 

“I think you have at just about every moment you could possibly find.” You softly reply, fighting the intense urge to snatch up one of the pillows next to your head to cover your face.

“Well I’m just gonna say it again…” Harry begins, slowly lowering himself on top of you, bringing himself up a bit so that his face could hover over yours. As he momentarily lays himself on top of you, you could feel his very hard cock pressing right into where your lower stomach and the upper portion of your mound began. He was pressing right into where you were feeling the most pressure, and he was so close to where you needed him the most. “And again, and again, and until I can’t say it anymore.” He continues, bringing his face down to yours, and pushing himself into you a tad bit harder. “You are the most stunning creature I’ve ever laid eyes on.” He whispers, looking you right in the eyes as he uttered every word. Harry then brings his mouth to yours, locking your lips in a kiss that was filled with passion, adoration, and lust.

As Harry kissed you, his tongue explored your mouth and his hands explored your body as if they’d never done it a thousand times before. You could feel his hands moving across your entire body. They started at your chest, fondling your supple and ample breasts again and rolling your pert nipples between his fingers. His hands then traveled down your sides, using his grip on you as leverage a bit to rut himself against you, receiving some of the mounting pressure in his cock. Harry pushes his hands further down your body and right between your legs. When he hears  a muffled little whimper escape your mouth, Harry decides to tease you a bit and slowly glides his hand down your mound, wanting you to beg him a little. And that you did, whenever he’d stop his hand from going further, you’d immediately whine into his mouth and buck up into his hand, causing Harry to chuckle against your lips at how needy you were before continuing on. Eventually, after he’s had is fair share of teasing you, Harry brings his hand down to your folds and pushes two fingers in between. He drags them up and down, starting at the very top near your clit, and pushing them all they way down between your lips and to your entrance where he slightly nudges with his fingertips. As he does this, he focuses in on your entrance and your clit. Whenever he came back to your clit, he’d start circling your clit and the sensitive area right underneath it and would not let up. Like you’d be moaning up a storm and squirming underneath him and he’d still be working in your clit. Your sensitivity was already heightened after everything that went down before he even started toying with your clit, so to have him barely letting up on your incredibly sensitive button was a lot for you to handle.

But after a little while longer, Harry finally lets up on your pussy and brings his kisses down your body for the second time, only this time, he keeps his eyes trained on yours as he sponges wet open mouthed kisses along your body. When he makes it back down between your legs, there isn’t a second to spare before Harry begins mouthing at your cunt. He’d been dying to do this since he first pulled down your pants to discover your cunt bursting out of that thong of yours. Your cunt was already so plump and juicy against his fingers, it felt ten times as plump and juicy against his mouth. He was in heaven as he mouthed at your cunt. For the first couple of minuets, all he could do was suck on the fleshy lips of your pussy, loving how thick they were. He even went as far as to pinch them together between his fingers and just suck them into his mouth and lick in between them. Harry then pushes your legs up a bit before resting his forearms on your spread thighs (this also helps for when you try to snap them shut when it got to be too much) and brings his hands in to pull your fleshy cunt apart to really expose all of you to him. And in no time, his mouth is attached to your clit. One minute he was harshly sucking on your clit, and the next he was slowly sucking on you and lapping his tongue back and forth against your clit. As he sucks on your button, Harry couldn’t help but give in to his body; he starts to grind himself down into the bed, trying to relieve the intense throbbing in his cock. He was beyond turned on and he couldn’t help himself. He loved having your body on display and he loved being able to play around with and pleasure you. And then to see your delicious cunt bursting out of those so called panties?! He was definitely in need of a release. And so were you. 

With all of he built up need and pressure and sensitivity, on top of the fact that Harry was practically moaning into your clit, it was nearly impossible for you to hold yourself from letting go. And because Harry had become an expert on your releases, he could sense this in the way your moons had turned to whimpers, you were fighting to close your thighs even more, and you hands were wound even tighter in his hair. To make you go even crazier, Harry let go of one of your lips and brought his now free hand down to your entrance where he began to push one of his fingers in and out of you. He then began to slobber and suck even harder on your clit, making it pretty much impossible to hold back any longer. And with that, Harry had you squirting all over his face and the bed. As you let go, Harry doesn’t let up on your clit or your entrance. He keeps fingering you and flicking his tongue back and forth on your button, and he keeps moving his finger in and out of your tight little entrance. Once your release had come to an end, you began thrashing against Harry, needing to take a little break before going any further. He can hear you whimpering that you can’t take anymore but he doesn’t let up. He was so close to his release and he couldn’t stop just yet. To help you out a bit, he eased up on your clit a bit and began to lick all of you and sucking on your lips again until he came. Not too long after you reached your climax, Harry began to feel his rumbling even louder in the pit of his stomach. Eventually becoming so loud he couldn’t ignore it, nor hold back anymore. His hips and mouth came to a halt, and he let completely let go. 

“Fuck fuck fuck!” Harry loudly groans, feeling his warm cum involuntarily spurting from the head of his cock and into his pants. He just couldn’t hold it anymore, you felt, looked, and tasted too good for him to hold himself off anymore. The fact that he didn’t cum already was an accomplishment in itself. Just hearing him moaning and cumming between your legs sent shockwaves to your clit and through your body. 

Once he’s all done Harry stays between your legs and rests his head on one of your soft thighs, taking a moment to recover from his intense release, even though he was still very hard. After about ten or so minutes of just lying there and recovering from those earth shattering releases, Harry finally musters up enough energy to go again and take care of his cock once more. 

“Wanna go again sweets?” Harry asks, breaking the silence as he reaches over to softly squeeze at your equally as soft thigh.

“Don’t think I can...that one was a lot.” You mumble tiredly. “I just got feeling in my legs again.” You continue on. 

“I’ll do all the work baby.” Harry whines, trying to get you to cave. “Then I’ll let your pussy rest.” He offers. 

“Okay fine...you better be glad I want you inside anyways.” You agree, making sure to give him a little attitude. 

As soon as he hears you agree, Harry springs up from your thigh and immediately instructs you on how he wants you. He’s quick to help flip you onto your front, and help get a pillow up underneath your hips. And again, before going any further, Harry takes a moment to appreciate your body. This time, taking the time to gawk at your ass and your thighs. When it came to his favorite positions, Harry’s top position would be you lying on your front. Mainly because he can really pound into you from this angle, but also because he gets to watch your ass and thighs jiggle with every thrust. He loved watching the soft flesh move back and forth with his movements. Plus he loved being able to almost ride your from behind. And he also loved having to pull your ass apart to really see his cock disappearing in and out of your pussy. 

“Fuck Y/n, I can see your sweet and plump little peach from back here.” He groans. Harry would never get over the sight of your puffy little pussy between your fleshy thighs and ass. He couldn’t wait to fuck you and have all of his creamy and sticky cum pooling between your plump lips. The simple thought of that caused Harry’s cock to twitch, signaling to him that he needed to be inside of you immediately. Harry swiftly moves on top of your thighs, lifting himself up a bit to line himself up with your entrance, or at least what he could see from behind. He then nudges his cock past your outer lips to actually align himself with your entrance. When he does this, Harry could hear the sort of creamy sound of his cock pushing past all of your delicious flesh and juices to push inside of you. And then Harry finally begins to sink into your pussy, slowly filling you to the brim with his cock.

“So big!” You mewl, feeling the slight sting from his girthy shaft forcing your walls apart to fit. No matter how many times he’s pushed into you, this feeling would never change.

“Gotta have a big and thick cock for this thick, yet incredibly tiny pussy of yours.” Harry groans, pulling your ass apart to watch his cock disappear into you and feeling your narrow walls stretch to fit his cock. 

Once he’s all the way inside of you, Harry is quick to tighten his grip on the flesh of your ass and begins to piston his hips into you from behind. Thrust after thrust he fucks his cock into you, making sure you feel every last inch and every last stroke inside of you. Both you and Harry were moaning uncontrollably, the both of you still very sensitive from your first releases. You were letting out a perfect mix of cries, moans, and whimpers, every once in a while muffling them by biting into the sheets below you. Unless you asked or begged for it, Harry wasn’t going to go easy on you. So you weren’t surprised with his rough, and very pleasurable thrusts.  They felt so good that you were even becoming a bit lightheaded. This feeling only intensified when Harry laid down on top of you with his mouth right at your ear, whispering the filthiest things and growling into your ear. He was going on and on about how good your pussy was gripping his cock and how he couldn’t wait to make a mess of your insides with his second load cum. He also couldn’t help but to ramble on and on about how puffy your little peach was and how he absolutely loved playing with it. Harry felt like he was in cloud nine. He had his cock buried deep inside your pussy, you were falling apart on him, and he got to listen to your sweet moans, whimpers, and cries along with the sound of his hips slapping against your ass and thighs, and the wet sounds of his cock fucking your pussy. 

Because he was so turned on and desperate to cum again, it wasn’t longer before Harry could feel his second release bubbling up in the pit of his stomach. His hips became a bit staggered as he continued to fuck his cock down into you. He could feel you tightening up around him too and since he wanted the two of you to cum together, Harry pushes a hand down between your body and the bed to squeeze at your fleshy upper mound before pushing it further down towards your clit. 

“Y’cute little button is buried underneath all your meaty pussy baby.” Harry growls into your neck, quickly unearthing your clit and immediately circling it around the hypersensitive bundle of nerves. “Want you t’cum with me baby!” Harry grumbles into your ear as your whimpers intensify. “Can y’do that f’me sweets?” Harry coos, his tone completely juxtaposing the way he’s harshly rubbing at your clit and slamming his hips down into you.

“Mhm! Wanna cum with you!” You cry out to him, feeling the very familiar and overwhelming feeling that came along with your releases. 

“You can do it baby, let go with me!” Harry pants, not being able to hold off any longer. He delivers two final thrusts into you before exploding inside of your warm cunt. And you’re not too far behind, cumming seconds after Harry. You end up squirting for the second time, completely letting go and ending up completely worn out. Harry too was completely worn out with this release milking him for everything he had. It didn’t help that your walls were contracting and quite literally milking his cock. 

But Harry could care less, he’d end up doing just about anything when it came to your puffy little peach. 

Masterlist

[myherowritings]

Saw this on Facebook and this is def Y/N and Katsuki

[arilessiagranara]

No problem Chinese food is great too ! What did you have from there ?

Chow mein, steamed rice, kung pao chicken, teriyaki chicken, and a side of steamed veggies 🍴

[lovelykhaleesiii]

now the thing is aegon would make y/n sit on the throne floor the whole time instead of his lap as a punishment, it would usually start on the floor then probably an hour later she would be sitting on his lap but when she’s being a brat aegon isn’t going to let that side. he would be whispers things in y/n ear telling her how her ass will be bruised for weeks.

lord have mercy, I’m not your strongest soldier…

YESSS! Seeing her squirm beneath him, she’s trying to grab his attention as she squeezes his calf and tugs on his leg. and when he allows her to sit on his thiccc thighs, she acts spoiled & he just knows what he needs to do to keep her… disciplined 🤭🤭🤭

[in3ptbean]

we all agree that PH has the thickest and juiciest peach. They had to nerf it for god Sake. Now imagine jealous killers - or survivors your choice - reaction to you casually just

“I want to smack his ass”

You're all just horndogs for PH's ass huh?

me too though!

We'll make this one survivor based just because I haven't written for them in a while!

Survivors reacting to S/O wanting to smack Pyramid Heads ass

Steve Harrington

This would most likely happen in your first trial against Pyramid Head

You'd be working on a generator with Steve and Feng when your heartbeat started thudding against your ears

Let's just say, you and Feng were literally stuck when he came into view

The guy was massive!

Steve would have to haul your haul out of the killer shack because you were too distracted to move away from the newest killer

"Come on, (Y/N),"

"Did you see his ass?"

He'd be confused, and then jealous

Was his ass not enough?

Would you leave him for someone who had a bigger ass?!

He'll never leave your side because he doesn't want to leave you alone with the Executioner

"Why are we following him again?"

" Because I want to smack his ass,"

He'd be dumbfounded at the revelation

Then he'll simply nod and carry on, becoming the distraction so that you can get near the killer's ass

The two of you will have to haul ass to make sure you don't get killed right away, all while laughing your asses off

Leon Kennedy

"You want to... what?” 

“I want to smack his ass,” 

Dead ass thought you were joking 

Will be unsure about letting you anywhere near the killer

Wonders why you suddenly wanted to touch the Executioners ass until that one fateful trial in the game 

You had pulled him aside, and covered his mouth with your hand before pointing towards the exit gate 

There he stood in all his glory, bare from the waist up, and apron fluttering ever so slightly 

Needless to say, his face was red 

he thought it was glorious, but your ass was better  

You’ll find it amusing when he occasionally glances as Pyramid Head’s ass, and then your own

Of the two of you, he’ll be the first to actually smack his ass 

“What the hell, Kennedy?!” 

“You snooze you lose, babe!” He’d yell as he’s carried off towards the basement 

Pyramid Head is confused as hell when it comes to the obsession that survivors had with his ass 

He doesn’t know he’s dummy thiccc 

Quentin Smith 

He’s all for it 

The sleepy gremlin would do anything to spend time around you

Even  if that means learning urban evasion from Nea to sneak around the realms with you to get a glimpse of that sweet ass 

“Come on, Quentin-” 

He’s fast asleep against the killer shack window 

You’re both ninjas 

The executioner won’t know what hit him - or his ass - 

You don’t know this but this boi is as excited as you are 

It’s the most fun you both have had in a while and he’s enjoying every second of it 

When unsuccessful, you both will return to the  survivor camp and plot your next scheme 

“Hey Felix, you got any paper on you?” 

“...” 

“Right, uh German,” 

Felix would nod 

“hast du - uh - papier?”  

Congratulations, those 2 years of German in high school paid off and you now have a piece of paper and a broke pencil 

“What’s all this for?” 

The two of you would stare at Jake silently before Quentin spoke up 

“We want to smack his ass,” 

Needless to say, everyone plays it off as a teen  joke or something until they hear either Quentin’s or your hand smacking Pyramid Head’s ass

[theworldofotps]

Holidays (Drabble)

Pairing: Damian Priest x Reader Word Count: 750 Description: Damian takes you home for the holidays despite your desire to be near snow.

Sorry it’s taken ages to finally get another fic out, I just haven’t had the motivation to write anything. Fingers crossed that gets better.

Hope you had lovely holidays if you celebrated or just a nice rest of your 2020.

Thank you to @new-zealand-chic for help with ideas and motivation otherwise this fic never would have gotten finished.

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“Come on y/n it can’t be that bad.”

“But it is! I love waking up on Christmas morning with snow and the chill in the air that causes you to wanna curl up with a hot drink.”

Y/n sighed then looked at her friend.

“But it could be fun besides you can’t tell me the idea of laying on the beach with him doesn’t appeal to you.”

“That’s besides the point.”

Finn tilted his head and watched his friend he was going to pull out the big guns.

“No not besides the point, Damian does so much for you. He’s stayed in the cold when he would have rather been in Florida or home in Puerto Rico. He’s spent the last two holiday seasons with you here in America because he couldn’t fly home. Now he’s asking you to spend just a few days together in his motherland and you don’t want to because you’ll miss the damn snow which you’ll see as soon as you get back.”

Y/n remains silently and lightly dragged her foot along the ground. Put that way she knew that Finn was right. A few days spent with Damian in a place that meant so much to him, it wouldn’t be bad.

“Okay I’ll need you to swing by to water the houseplants and such.”

“You know I got it just like I’ve done before now go tell your boyfriend to book the trip.”

Parting ways with Finn, Y/n heads for her car texting her boyfriend on the way to book the trip.

•

“I can’t believe you’ve never been to the beach in December.”

Damian smiled as he parked the car and adjusted his sunglasses.

“Remember D, not everyone was born where it’s hot during the winter.”

You smiled over at him, he’d been on cloud nine since you had agreed to come on the trip with him. And so far it had been incredible, his family was always so welcoming and loved that you were spending the holidays there.

Grabbing the beach bag you exit the car and after Damian takes your hand the two of you made your way down the sand.

You were surprised from the way Damian spoke you’d think that it would be packed. But it wasn’t, there was only one other person on the beach.

“See isn’t this nicer then not freezing your ass off in the snow mi amor?”

“I suppose so although I do love the snow…I couldn’t see you shirtless if it was cold.”

Damian chuckles at your smirk and nodded his head quickly as he laid out the large beach towel he had.

“Exactly we would both be wrapped in a bunch of layers. But here we’re practically skin to skin, only separated by a few pieces of fabric.”

Laying down Damian pulled you on top of him, his hands roaming your backside. Giving your ass a squeeze he placed a kiss on your shoulder. Biting your lip you shake your head.

“Babe, we can’t do that here.”

“You’re telling me no but with the way your slowly starting to grind on my thigh, I think you want me to take it farther.”

You hadn’t even noticed your hips slightly moving until he mentioned it. Damian chuckled at the shock on your face and took this oppertunity to pull you down for a hot kiss.

“Did you not see the big ass beach umbrella I brought?”

He whispered against your lips.

“Besides we’re pretty much alone that other person left already.”

Damian kissed from your mouth down to your neck leaving kisses against the warm skin. You hadn’t noticed the umbrella until he reached over. Sitting back you watched as he opened then places the umbrella in the sand. It gave a good covering of the two of you. Leaving only your legs exposed.

“I don’t know if this is a good idea.”

“But we both know you want to, besides I did promise you an unforgettable week.”

Flipping you both over Damian now hovered above you, his lips curved into his signature smirk as he carefully parted your legs with his knee.

“Well?”

You sharply inhale when one of his hands slips down between your bodies. A finger tracing your lips through your swimsuit. Whimpering as he slipped it inside the fabric softly circling your clit.

“Please papi, make me feel good.”

Damian chuckled as he leaned down covering your mouth with his. Maybe you could get used to spending the holidays here.

[myarlert]

Hi Bells! Congrats on 3k followers ♡

I'm 20 and I'd like to participate in your pairing cards section and smut prompt please.

Any pairing is fine. My pronouns are she/her, male matches preferably please ♡

5'4 brown girl, long copper dyed hair, thiccc (yes with 3 c's).

I'm an ENTP and am an ambivert I think. Introverted in new situations and around new people. Extroverted when comfortable with someone. A bit chaotic and goofy, always trying to pick a fight (guilty April aries here), have a short fuse, always doing the most to make someone laugh, loud, swear like a sailor, I flirt with insults because I like to see if they can give it back to me (plus the banter is fun). Love language is acts of service. I find it really rewarding to do things for people and see how their faces light up.

Could I get a 36 for list [2] on the smut prompt list. Please and thank you ♡

(If you can only do one or if I was only supposed to pick one I'll go with the smut prompt pleaaaase) - sending love and kisses, hope you're doing amazing ♡

𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆! + 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐭

aaaa thank you for requesting bby!!

cw: smut, fingering, male masturbation, mentions of bondage [very VERY light], orgasm denial, one teeny tiny pussy slap.

minors dni | event

he didn’t know what to expect when he saw the invisible ink covering the photo, clearly your body shape but he still pulled his phone out under the table, shielding it as he scribbled away the ink, revealing your soapy body pressed against the glass of the shower door. he felt his stomach drop, quickly shifting in his seat and shoving his phone in his pants pocket. he smirked to himself though, knowing damn well how you’re gonna act when he gets home.

and he was exactly right, because as soon as he opened the door and called out for you, you where up on your feet to greet him. ‘baby.. you’re fucking crazy, you know that? i was with the high ups today, that meeting was so important you really felt it necessary to send me that?’ he says, a certain tone coating his words. you shrugged and smirked, feeling like playing a little game.

‘y/n… you sent me pictures of you naked while i was in a work meeting. you can’t see why that might make me mad? hm? ohh i see. nothing to say now?’ he saw the way your smile fell, realizing that anyone could have seen it. the look on his face was indescribable.

you knew you were in trouble, how fast he has you on your knees in front of him, using your palm to paw at his cock through his pants. or how fast he had you on your back on the bed, completely naked while he took his time with using his fingers to play with you, making you watch as he would edge you many times, smirking when you’d get to the point of tears, trembling helplessly as he pushed a single finger in, pulling it back out as it instantly made you tremble and shake all over. he loved when you got like this. ‘ah ah. after what you did, you think i’m gonna let you cum?’ he’d chuckle darkly before pulling off his tie, all of his suit still being on, except for his jacket. he would tie your hands above your head, not allowing you to touch him, or yourself. after smiling as the sight before him, how fucked out you look, pussy open and spasming around nothing each time he presses a finger firmly against your clit. he would take it upon himself to vigorously stroke his cock with his tip pressed against you, watch his pre drip down onto your neglected cunt. ‘you love this dont you? being punished.. not letting you cum.. but don’t worry baby, you’ll still get my cum.’ you’d give him a weak smile, dropping your head back against the bed, arms burning from being pinned up. you’d listen to the noises he would make, the little whines, the squelching of him fucking his fist.

you’d feel it as he cums, his thick orgasm spurting out onto your tummy. your eyes lifted to see his head rolling forward, his eyes watching his cock twitch n leak. ‘y-you said i-’ he hushed you with a light slap to your pussy. ‘i can still change my mind.’ but he would ultimately give in and scoop it all up with his fingers and finger fuck it into you 🥺

[wrestlersownmyheart]

Hook Drabble #2 (Or is it a Ficlet at this point?) (Hook X Older Female Reader)

The referee raised your hand in victory over Tay Conti, and you smiled at the crowd, holding your aching neck with your free hand. It had been quite a battle but you’d come out tougher for it.

Suddenly, as Tay was trudging back up the ramp, Tony’s Nese’s music hit and he came out with Mark Sterling.

He lifted a mic to his lips and spoke cockily as he sauntered down the ramp.

“Well, little Ms. Y/N… Congrats on your victory.” He’d reached the ring by then and climbed in with you. Something told you to back up a step, or two.

“No, no really,” he said, sensing your hesitancy to trust him. “Congratulations. That was quite the match. Wasn’t it, everyone?” He motioned to the AEW audience, and this earned you many cheers and cat calls. “BUT…” He smiled devilishly. “That’s not the only thing I want to congratulate you on.” 

He paused and you stared at him, dreading what was to come if his facial expression was anything to go by.

“It’s come to my awareness that you’ve acquired the romantic attentions of a certain wrestler here at AEW…”

You could feel your face pale. Immediately the steamy kiss you’d shared with Hook entered your mind. How had Nese found out?

“In fact, I have quite the piece of footage of said romantic attentions…”

“Tony, don’t do this,” You said, swallowing past tears of anger. You stepped toward him and placed your hands in a defensive gesture. Your voice seemed so quiet in the arena. Probably because you weren’t speaking into a mic. “It’s not anyone’s business.”

Tony ignored you and motioned to the giant screen behind the both of you. “Roll that beautiful hidden footage!”

The next thing you knew, a video of your kiss with Hook was playing on the big screen and your face burned at all the hoots and hollers of the crowd. 

“Tony, stop it!” You screamed. Before you thought your actions through, you’d lunged at him and slapped him across the face. He reacted instantly, grabbing both your wrists in his hands. He backed you into a corner of the ring and glared down at you. “Not wise, you worthless little cougar.”

Mark, who you’d almost forgotten was there, stepped up beside Tony. They had you cornered completely.

There was nowhere to go.

Your teeth clenched, more so you could keep your chin from trembling than from your anger. “Let me out. Now.”

“I don’t think so,” Tony chuckled. He latched onto a hank of your hair. “I think I want to see what all the fuss is about.” He tugged your head back and dipped his head down…

Hook’s music hit, and immediately a shirtless Hook was jogging for the ring, a look of malice on his face.

Cheers reverberated throughout the arena along with a “Hook” chant.

You took that opportunity to drive your knee up into Tony’s groin. “I hope you aren’t wearing a cup,” you growled at him as he sank to his knees. Pain was etched across his face and you took that to mean he was indeed cupless.

Mark reached over and grabbed you by the throat then, but that’s as far as he got. Hook, now in the ring, clocked him in the face with a fist and sent the man staggering back and he fell onto his backside.

Taking your hand wordlessly, Hook led you out of the ring, and up the ramp, through the right tunnel till you reached gorilla. “You okay,” he asked softly when you were behind the curtain. “They hurt you?”

You shook your head. “No, I’m okay.”

“Y’ sure?”

You nodded again, “Yeah, I’m fine, Hook. Thank you.”

Suddenly, he was pushing you up against the wall, his arms closing around you. “You’re welcome.” And then his mouth was on yours. His lips moved over yours and he spoke softly between kisses. “Not gonna touch what’s mine.” He deepened the kiss and you finally let yourself melt within his embrace. A soft moan passed by your throat and you kissed him back, oblivious to the possibility of an audience watching you.

Nor did you care.

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Iwaizumi x gold metalest headcannons

Oikawa would go and try to find iwaizumi and he would if y/n. He would just flirt with them and thing they was a fan boy/girl till he sees there gold metal they won earlier that day then he was iwaizumi who was not happy to see Oikawa flirting with his spouse.

Iwaizumi👉😡🏐

Oikawa👉where did you get a volly-😢ow

😂😂😂 the idea of Oikawa flirting with Iwa’s partner just kills me!

“Well hello there gorgeous,” Oikawa says, slithering up besides you

You 👉🏻 😐🙄 hello

“Come to see your favorite Argentinean have you?” Oikawa asks, laying it on THICCC

“Umm no, I’m waiting for my husband actually,” you say

“Oh you don’t say? Well can I interest you in an auto-” He starts to say before a canon ball comes barreling towards his head

“Hey who the hell- ope,” Oikawa says turning around to see Iwaizumi standing there, fuming at the setter

“Ahh there he is,” you say running up to your husband and hugging him

Oikawa rn 👉🏻 👁️👄👁️

Iwaizumi en 👉🏻 🔥 👄🔥

[harrywritingsbyme]

Ok but thick girl y/n sitting on Harry’s lap and he snakes his hands around to take handfuls in of her fat thighs and she gets so turned on,,, GOODNIGHT.

Good fucking nightttt...that’s hot as fuckkk omfggggg🥵🤤🥴😋😫I needddd this!!

[goldentsum]

━ captains - with a fuckgirl    

CHARATERS: sawamura daichi, bokuto koutarou, and ushijima wakatoshi

GENRE: smut, angst

AUTHOR’S NOTE: sINNNN!! fuckgirl! reader messing with our bois’ mind--

pt. 2

━ daichi ♡

daichi knows you, he knows your reputation but he still got tangled up with your mess

he has seen the multiple guys that were left with broken hearts and pain

but how tf did he got in this situation?

daichi’s lap is just so nice, with thick thighs and a real good package in between them yum

so of course like any intellectual being, you just have to sit on them

and here you are, grinding on the best seat in town while sucking faces with the dignified captain of karasuno

he wasn’t supposed to do this... nope nope nope

daichi was supposed to be in practice right now but no he’s here with you inside his empty classroom with your tongue in his mouth

the slow and sensual movement you make with your tongue in his mouth should be illegal and how tf are you so good at this?

the rough grinding was really making this too hard to concentrate 

you smirked through the sloppy kiss when you felt something hard nudging your thigh and couldn’t help but trail your hand towards it, squeezing it as it earns you a husky groan from the captain

daichi stopped you, breathing heavily from your kiss and looked at you with a small glare

“you really have to stop getting me into trouble...” 

you smirked at that, leaning closer to him. the authoritative aura he exudes and the glare on his face was triggering your mischievous side. i mean how could you not? daichi’s too uptight sometimes, you just wanna do something about it~

besides, his reactions are far better than your other boytoys~ 

“come on, loosen up a bit, daddy~” 

and that was it, daddychi snapped.

he gripped your wrists that was inching toward again to his hard-on with a tight grip making you gasp and with his other hand, he held your chin as he looked deep in your eyes with a small glare

“you’re in so much trouble, you do know that right” 

“of course~ after all, why would I do it in the first place~”

daichi got it bad... even though, he knows how you treat others he just can’t stop it

he was trying to break off your ‘arrangement’ for weeks now but you always get him to shut his mouth and put it to use in some other places ;)

like right now, he was supposed to talk to you about it but he was getting more tangled up with you...

it was an ever ending cycle but daichi’s not complaining... as long as he has you then maybe it’s not so bad

━ bokuto ♡

he is a baby! what tf did you do?! 

bokuto probably likes you even before you brought up your little fubu arrangement

so naturally he agrees! 

but he doesn’t really understand the arrangement and thought you two were dating

baby owl will always go to your apartment and when he saw another one of your boytoys, he was livid! rip (y/n) 

when the guy left because the glaring and bo’s presence being too much, he will be all up in your face with a hard glare

“what was that?! you’re cheating on me!”

you have to explain it to him and it’s so awkward and it tugs your heartstrings because you see his expression slowly going blank and the soft glow in his eyes that you always see dies down as every word comes out of your mouth

it was silent for a moment then bokuto grabbed you, slamming you to the wall, you gasp and looked up at him

his towering height and large stature was making you feel all sort of things

“you want this right? this is what you want right?” 

bokuto kisses you so hard that you were sure that your lips would be so bruised after this

he manhandles you and held your hips in a tight grip but fuck why the hell does it feels so good?

the harsh grinding sent shivers down your spine, the feeling of his hard-on pressed to your core was too good

his mouth sucking down on your neck, his large hands on your waist and ass, the rough grinding, and the press of the cold wall was making you dizzy

“shit... kou-”

“shut up, whore” 

oh damn... he really did snap, huh.

after your whole ass session, you were sore and filled with bruises with a pouty and sulky bokuto on your side

you just have to make it up to him wink wonk~

so you surprise him with a good blowjob 

crawling down and slotting yourself between his thiccc thighs, you get down to work 

bokuto looked down at you with lust and love in his eyes but he remembers

i guess this was enough for now...

━ ushijima ♡

you and him go way back and I mean waaayyy back

he’s your childhood friend who confessed to you when you guys were 16... And you thought he was just joking, I mean come on! This was ushijima we’re talking about

he was always so stoic and stone-faced that you thought he was a robot at some point but he proved you wrong when he confessed to you, proving to you that he likes you 

though unfortunately for our miracle boi, you have some bad trust issues

he knows though, he understands and he respects that but he was always trying to make you see and believe that his feelings were genuine... 

soft boi :((

ushi is always trying to make you feel comfortable and loved even though he has his volleyball shit on the side... you were worth all the missed practices and everything 

but he’s a guy, after all, he had them manly urges ahem

the first time you guys tried the fubu arrangement, ushi was salty but beggars can’t be choosers so he’ll take what he can get with you

the boi was so awkward and stiff the whole time when you tried to make a move, he didn’t know where to put his hands and when yall first kissed, it was a painful experience with teeth clashing together

though as time progresses and he got comfortable with it, oml be prepared for some daddy action~

ushi is packing some good meat! it’s basically canon that ushijima has a big dick

but ushijima always gets you to bed before doing anything, saying that you deserve to be comfortable in any situation :((

he always lay you down in bed and takes his time with your body like damn boi

big strong calloused hands caressing down your body and lips leaving open-mouthed kissed on your tummy as he trails down 

ushi loves watching you while he thrust in you, he likes seeing you fall apart in front of him and make you cry in pleasure

and how can you not cry? the feeling of his thick cock trusting in you and the tip hitting your cervix was making you see stars

but if you ever open your eyes and watch him,, oh~ you’re in for a treat!

If you can keep your eyes open, you’ll see his usual stoic face twist in pleasure. his brows furrowing and half-lidded eyes darkening with lust. 

sweat making his usually neat hair stick to his forehead and big muscles contracting as he moves in a rough and rapid movement,, goddamn

maybe,, definitely,, just maybe you’ll keep ushi around,, in more ways than one