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dont just support the hour glass/big booty “acceptable” fat girl

Heyyyyy I love your writing so much!!!! Plus your theme is so nice!! It looks amazing 🫶🏾

Connie & Ony with partners that wear glasses? Can it include NSFW as well?

omg, I loveeee thissss

ONY

- man I just know ony would be a straight up menanceee

- like, we all know onyankopon is sassy as fuck, so everytime you try to catch an attitude or have something smart to say to him, he looks you up and down throuhg his side-eye and mumbles

"aint about to argue with someone who needs goggles to see, girl bye."

or or or

"bad eyesight or bad attitude, pick a struggle."

- I just know he makes you soooo mad, like mad would be an understatement for reallll.

- Jokes aside, I feel like ony would be very very gentle with your glasses, shit he would care about them more than you. Always telling you to clean them, or putting them in a safe space whenever you fall asleep with them on or leave them out somewhere.

- He'd love you wearing em, without you wearing them too, but he'd love when you were them because of how cutely it frames your face and because you don't have to be hurting your pretty eyes just to see

...speaking of seeing

NSFW

- Ony literally gets so heated if you take off your glasses while your fucking cause when he's fucking you he wants you to see every nasty shit he be doing to that pussy.

- Fixes your glasses if they end up lopsided while he's drilling your shit, like it don't matter how into it he is or how close he is, he will stop and fix that shit. ARGUE WITH YOUR MOMMY!

- he lovessss when you have that shit on while giving him a blowjob, loves how messy your glasses gets when he releases all over them.

- if you cuss him about this, he'll just kiss you on your pretty mouf and tell you that he'll clean em.

CONNIE

omg

- please don't get me started on this.

- bro connie is so fucking annoyingggggg. Like I just know you be having to havea back-up glasses because of him.

- he be dragging that shit right the fuck off your face if yall get in an arguement or if yall are play fighting. asking you some shit like

"oh, cause I thought a visually impaired bitch said sum."

"you acting too bad like I can't control your vision."

"don't be raising your four-eyes head ass at me, ill make sure you stay blind keep playing."

- and he be thinking that shit is sooo funny, like it's not bro grow up.

- it's so funny cause it's the complete opposite when yall are getting jiggy with it

NSFW

- firm believer that connie gently takes off your glasses during sex, im standing on my ground on this.

- I mean pausing mid make-out just to slide that shit off your face, making extra sure to fold the arms before placing them somewhere safe.

where was this energy when we were fighting sir??

- and after he takes them off, he kisses your eyes gently before fucking you into any near surface.

- like I just have a feeling broooo

suguru has a thing for pretty girls with glasses. something about those black frames sitting on your perfect round face makes his cock slightly twitch. the act of you using an index finger to gently push them up the bridge of your nose will have him at your mercy.

he’s quite shameless about his fascination with your glasses; having you seated on his cock while vigorously thrusting up in your tight pussy to see the frames helplessly bounce up and down on your face.

when he wants to take you by surprise, he’ll slot himself between your legs and use his thumb to teasingly rub slow circles on your clothed clit, enjoying the sight of you struggling to hold your novel in one hand and attempt to keep your glasses afloat with the other.

when he’s feeling a bit perverted, he’ll have you sit pretty between his sprawled out legs and slowly fuck your throat. groans and grunts carelessly slips through his lips feeling your warm mouth take him so well. soon enough, thick white ropes of cum paint over the lenses clouding up your vision.

but of course, being the gentlemen suguru is, he’ll depply apologize for the mess and offer to clean off your glasses just for you.

reblogs & feedback is extremely appreciated !! <3

try it on (+ ai audios)

a/n: girl. i know ive only posted smut so far but i promise i have 2 fluff coming + a req. req are open beeteedubs >:) sorry if the audios are fucky wucky, i just learned to use the program. requests are open n encouraged :D

-content/warnings: 782 words, semipublic sex in a fitting room, fingering (r receiving), oral (r receiving), kinda bratty/annoyed!r, ellie is way too cocky lmao, my slight hand kink showing, gn reader but has a pussy

Ellie Williams knew she was hot- the hungry look girls gave her as she walked past was proof enough. She knew her veiny arms drove her hookups crazy, knew her slim fingers hit all the spots to make someone shudder, and knew her hair pulled back into that signature half-up was perfect for gripping as she dug her face in a pussy.

And because Ellie knew she was attractive, she knew there were certain things she could get away with. Ever the witty and observant one, she could manipulate her actions in a way to get you riled up in record time, and it pissed you the hell off. Especially when she would utilize this skill during the most inconvenient of times.

You really just wanted to have a nice mall day with her. Walk around, window shop, pick up some trinkets, and maybe grab some Wetzel's Pretzels if you were feeling risqué. But no, Ellie had to insist that she wanted to spoil you by buying a new lingerie set.

"Babe, c'mon, I just got my paycheck. Let me blow some cash on you, yeah?" She stretches her arms in front of her, interlocking her fingers as she shamelessly showed off her lean build. Slut.

You roll your eyes. "You're the worst with money management."

"Well, I'm doing it anyways. So come with me or don't." You know she's not kidding. Might as well go help her out, right?

All it took was one lacy, forest-green set to drive her nuts. Ellie man-spreads on the dressing room bench, all but eye-fucking you. She stands and comes up behind you, purring compliments into your ear, hands roaming your body: caressing, squeezing, pushing your legs apart. Her breath is hot on your neck, sending shivers down your spine.

"Babe", she sighs, "Look at you. You look like a fuckin' angel, you know?" Her teeth graze the crook of your neck as you attempt to shoot her a dirty look.

"Don't even. Not right now." Even as you weakly protest, her hand trails to your inner thigh and traces soft patterns into your sensitive skin.

That was how you ended up leaning against the door of a Victoria's Secret fitting room. The door shook violently with every tremble of your body despite your best efforts to be as subtle as possible. Your right leg was hooked over Ellie's shoulder as she crooked her fingers inside you. You bit your hand to stop from making noise.

Ellie looks up at you with the most infuriating grin, as if to say I knew you couldn't resist me. You roll your eyes but don't say anything. She's already down there, so she might as well make herself useful.

She sees your little eye roll and pulls out, shoving her fingers back in harshly, the base of her palm coming into contact with your clit as you hold back a scream. "Hate that bratty attitude of yours." She mutters.

"Says you!" You hiss.

The dressing room is deathly silent apart from the soulless corporate music over the loudspeakers, so if someone listened closely, past the electronic squeaking of The Chainsmokers, they'd hear the repeated slapping of Ellie's fingers against your skin.

Her thumb rubs your clit as she thrusts at a nearly inhuman pace, and your eyes roll back into your head. You leave bite marks on your hand. Ellie's stupid, arrogant, sexy face grins up at you, slightly flushed and eyes glinting in the harsh fluorescents. With no warning, she pulls the leg hooked over her shoulder closer, shoving your pussy in her face and kitten-licking your clit, sending you over the edge.

You can't hold back the animalistic moan that comes from the back of your throat, and Ellie slaps her free hand over your mouth, slyly smiling up at you as she fucks you through your orgasm. You try to shove her away, overstimulated, but her grip on your thigh tightens.

"Stop, 'm cleaning you up."

You groan, holding her stupid little bun as she continues. When she finally pulls away and your leg comes off her shoulder, it's asleep, thousands of little pinpricks across your thigh. She gives a gentle kiss to your forehead and chuckles as you limp to take off the lingerie set and shuffle on your clothes.

"Aw, did I blow your back out?"

"No, Ellie, my leg is asleep. Asshole." She smacks your ass and picks up the now-crumpled underwear.

You sigh and unlock the stall door, Ellie trailing behind you. When you get to the front of the dressing room, the employee smiles brightly, asking, "Did everything work out?"

Your eyes flicker to Ellie's stupid smirk because you just know she's gonna say something stupid.

You're right.

"Yeah, I think this one's a keeper."

cw: babies!!!! you’re also referred to as “ma” once

okay but like,,,,,first time dad Bakugou giving his baby their first bath after coming home!!! you’re fluttering around the kitchen, trying to make sure you have your daughters towel ready, her baby safe soap, a tiny washcloth, that her teeny tiny pajamas are in the dryer.

it’s only when you take a second to ask Bakugou something do you finally just—pause. your gaze instantly softens, a lovesick smile inching on your face as you watch your big buff pro hero husband hunch over the kitchen sink.

your daughter is resting in the baby bath seat, lilac colored and reclined back. she squirms when Bakugou lets the warm water run over her naked, fat little belly. her face scrunches at the new sensation, fists balling up against her chest. he coos at her, gentle,

“I know, ya little princess. Feels weird on ya, doesn’t it?” he asks her, voice so small under the running water. he cups his hand, holds a handful of water, tilts her fat cheek up to let it slide in her neck rolls that always smell like milk. she whines at that, sniffles and hiccups before she cries. you go to take a step forward, to console her, but Bakugou is so patient.

“It’s alright,” he kisses her tears away. “Daddy’s just tryna help you.” he runs the water all over her body, and paired with his softly spoken words, does she finally quiet after a few seconds. her little body trembles with the aftermath, pouty lips puffy and he can’t help but smooth his hand over the softness of her face.

“Yer a crybaby, just like your ma.” he whispers to her, grinning when that breaks you out of your stupor to smack him on the shoulder. you both laugh at that, and you finally feel the peace that is your little family. you lean against Bakugou’s shoulder, pressing a kiss to his jaw before looking at your daughter again.

“You’re gonna be a great dad,” you mumble into his skin. he doesn’t say anything, but you can feel his shuddering breath, and the calmness that blankets the rest of your house.

Off to work, thinking about falling in love with best friend Kirishima when you notice how gentle he is with your kids.

Your ex is pretty much a deadbeat and Kirishima immediately stepped up to help with your son and daughter even though you didn’t ask him to. Now he spends his weekends playing games with your son and definitely doesn’t let him win! He won all on his own! Meanwhile your daughter braids his long red hair so it’s all pretty and cool.

And, you think maybe you chose the wrong man to make children with and maybe Eijirou has always been the better choice. Maybe you should tell him, maybe your kids would like a new baby sibling?

I have been loving the thought of plug!Onyankopon, plug!Connie and black!reader polyamory relationship

YOU SNEAKING OUT TO GO TO A PARTY THAT ONYA AND CON SAID YOU COULDNT GO TO WHILE THEY WERE OUT MAKING DROPS. YOU WERE HAVING TOO MUCH FUN THROWING ASS AND WHINING UP YOURSELF. YOU TURN TO GET A DRINK AND SEE ONYA WALK IN THE PARTY, SO YOU DIP OUT THE BACK RUNNING TO YOUR CAR JUST TO SEE CON POSTED UP AT YOUR CAR. YOU BEGIN TO WALK BACKWARDS, BUT BUMP INTO A HARD CHEST. YOU LOOK UP TO SEE ONYA.

”get your ass in the car.”

if you were to ask abby how she feels about chubby women, she’d let the biggest-nastiest-shit eating grin break out across her freckled face. chubby girls? the soft girls? the girls who look away in shyness when you compliment them? the girls who squeal in excitement when you can actually lift them up? who feel like heaven itself when you bring them down onto your lap? those girls?

yeah, abby would tell you that she loves bigger girls. loves being able to handle them, become not many have the pleasure of being able to. she could just... eat them whole.

to the brim ... <3

dom!abby x fem!sub!reader

!! not my pic !!

warnings: fluff + smut [MDNI and MEN DNI.] modern!au / no apocalypse, established relationship, softdom!abby [?], i couldnt think of good gifts dont mind it, abby is a gamer confirmed bc i said so, breeding [duh], abby has a breeding strap, filthy talk omg :(( ah!! i think thats it

a/n: ever since i read @seattlesellie's ellie breeding fic... i've been a changed woman. so here's my take on abby! p.s.: no desc. of hair, skin color, size, etc. :) this is also kinda long but enjoy my loves!

you and abby had been together for around 3 long, happy years. the happiest years, you could say. it was weird; you never thought you'd end up like this. never.. imagined being happy with someone, especially someone as outgoing and brave as abby. you were complete opposites, you being more introverted and kept to yourself while abby was loud and proud. even the way she asked you out [buying you your favorite flowers, making you dinner, AND two cute little matching rings] was memorable and creative. you've always loved everything about her.

today, in present time, is your anniversary. every year, you attempt to top the last year. always remembering little details and bookmarking whatever she sent you just for this moment. abby's currently at her office job; "busiest day of the year, but i'll be back in time for dinner," she explained earlier that morning. "promise!" you take this as an opportunity to buy her gifts and plan out a romantic dinner for the night.

lately, she's been wanting these lego flower sets [specifically the orchid ones since they reminded her of you.. :,)], so you quickly bought one. that isn't enough, you think, so you also get custom lego keychains of both of you, making them both wear wedding dresses and smile as bright as the sun. while you're at it, you get her favorite cake, chocolate with strawberry sprinkles, and have "happy 3rd anniversary, my love" on the top. you smile as you reach your apartment, already visualizing her surprised face. i'll get her this year, you think as you step inside.

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hours later, you hear a slight knock knock knock on the door. perfect timing, you think, quickly fixing your hair and looking over your outfit. you're wearing a black maxi dress, tight-fitting over your curves, but simple in style. it's kinda casual, but abby insisted on staying home. "it's for my surprise," she argued, a smirk forming on her face as she said it. she always had some quick trick up her sleeve, but you're even quicker.

well. most of the time.

you peek in the peephole, and there she is. she's wearing her glasses today [her bluelight ones you bought for her your last anniversary since she always complained about her headaches], dressed in all black and her hair flowing down her shoulders. her hands hold onto the handle of a medium sized, deep red giftbag. she probably feels your eyes on her, because flashes a pearly smile up to the small opening. no matter how much she smiles, you never get tired of it. you quickly unlock the door and open it widely.

her pale skin turns a slight dusty shade of pink as she looks you up in down, lovingly taking in your beauty. her mouth opens to say something, but all that comes out is a soft, "hi, baby," before she pulls you into a tight hug, exhaling as she wraps her toned arms around you. she feels like.. like something familiar, but nothing you've ever felt before. something comforting. like home.

she pulls back, placing her hands on either cheek. her eyes move back and forth from one eye to another, almost as if she's trying to read your mind, hear your thoughts. "missed you so much, bun." she leans in, giving you two small pecks on the lips before pulling you into one last hug.

"missed you more abs," you murmur, "more than you'd ever know."

she pulls back, smiling as you mirror her expression. after a couple of seconds, she finally looks around the apartment. "babe?" she questions, clearly in shock. there's big, red heart balloons and her favorite candles are lit all around. she's completely enveloped in the candlelit room, gasping when she looks down and sees rose petals scattered beautifully on the wooden floor. you see her eyes lock onto two red, nicely wrapped gifts on the coffee table. "oh. my god," she looks from the living room back to you, astonished. "no, you didn't."

"oh, yes i did," you giggle as you close and lock the front door. she walks carefully over the fresh rose petals into the living room. she sits on the couch, looking up at you with doe eyes. "babe, if this is what i think it is..." she pauses and exhales. all you can do is smile; your excitement cannot be contained. "open them up!" you cheer, sitting down in the armchair beside the sofa.

she picks up the smaller box, cautiously shaking it. she was always great at guessing your gifts. but this time, she furrows her brows in confusion. she shakes it once more, a little harder this time, deep thought written across her sharp face. the scrunch in her nose makes you laugh a bit. "is it.." she starts, but cuts herself off. "i don't know.. actually."

you shrug, "then open it, babe." she sighs before accepting defeat and opening the small package. as soon as she gets the paper off, she gasps and looks up at you. "oh my god!" she exclaims. "wait, are these-" she looks back at the package, back at you, and holds it up to your face. "oh my god! it's us!"

you smile and laugh while she gushes over the fact they look exactly like you two. "how did they get my hair perfect? and the little dresses! i mean, look at it, oh my god." she admires them silently for a few seconds before uttering, "this is gonna be us, bun. i promise."

the uncontrollable urge to smile takes over your face, making your cheeks hurt a bit. she's muttering a thousand "thank you"s before opening the next one; the one you're the most excited about. she's been talking about this since last year, but she never had the time to get it or start it, matter of fact.

she tears the paper once again, immediately stopping in her tracks. her eyes move up to you once again and her jaw goes slack. "oh my FUCKING god," she yells, ripping the rest of the paper off. it's almost like she's a child again; the way her face lights up makes your entire day worth while. she proceeds to nerd out over the set once again, "this is so... oh my goodness i can't even explain how excited i am. thank you so much babe... wow.. i got so lucky..."

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you made her favorite dinner that night, having it freshly prepared for her and still warm on the stove. she just rambles about how she's the luckiest woman in the world to have a beautiful girlfriend and how much she loves you. she continues this throughout the entire meal, making sure she can treat you with the same treatment whenever she can; wiping your cheek when anything got on your face, getting you whatever you needed with no questions asked.. anything. basically, your everyday treatment with her.

after dinner, you both sit on the sofa, talking about your days. mid-conversation, abby randomly gasps.

"and then he was li- uhm... abby?"

"oh my god. i almost forgot!"

"what? what's the matter?"

"your gift!!"

she practically jumps out of her seat, striding over to the counter where she left the giftbag. "can't believe i forgot my gift for my special girl." she scoffs at herself and sits while handing you the bag. it's not heavy, but it's also not lightweight. you scan through your memories of things you've mentioned to her: cats, a wedding ring, books... but it didn't seem like any of that stuff was in here.

you give up, opening the top and looking inside. your jaw drops. you see a long, light pink box. there's fancy gold lettering across the front that you can't read. you take the box out, and unwrap the ribbon bow from around it. as you lift the top up, you see plush flowers and.. a small hello kitty stuffed animal in between the flowers. you squeal as you put the bag down and hug abby tightly, muttering thankyouthankyouthankyou!! all she does is smile and whisper "of course, princess." you think that's it before you realize there's a small pink card and a even smaller box inside the bag.

confused, you pick up the card and analyze the cover. it's a baby princess themed card; such an abby thing to do. you glance over at her to crack a smile, but you realize she has on that devilish smirk plastered across her face. uh oh, you think. "why're you smiling like that, babe?"

"like what?" her smirk grows wider.

that's even more 'abby' like than the card.

you roll your eyes jokingly before deciding to open the card up. inside, there's a paragraph written:

"dear y/n,

happy 3rd anniversary, my love! i'm so glad you're in my life, even after all this time. you'll always be special to me and i see that we will grow old together. i know you've been wanting that bouquet for a while, but i noticed you've been obsessed with something more.."

you glance up at abby once again. she's watching your reaction with that same smirk. what is she up to? you continue to read:

"i hope you noticed the cover of the card; of course, you're my princess, and you always will be. but i always see you looking at baby clothes when we're out, gushing over baby videos at home, etc etc. and even though we technically can't make one.. i can still give you the experience. ;) love your [nonofficial] wife, abby"

you feel your face heat up as you close the card. abby's large, warm hand suddenly starts stroking your leg through the dress, jolting you back to reality. she chuckles, whispering, "mm, you want that, right? you want me to knock you up?" she's getting closer, her hot breath hitting your neck, making you shudder. "want me to fill you to the brim, baby? hm?"

she's kissing your neck, small pecks turning into full-on hickeys. she loves the way you whimper and squirm, the way you turn your head to give her more access. "i'll take that as a yes," she breathes, a small laugh leaving her mouth. her hand travels from your leg, up to your neck and chin, making you turn and kiss her.

"so pretty like this," she coos in between kisses. she's lost in your big eyes, your noises; lost in you. she toys with the thin straps of your dress, subtly signaling to take it off. you, of course, rush to peel it off. after you do so, you're almost completely naked while she's completely clothed. the drastic difference makes you feel small under her predatory gaze. she taps her thigh twice and demands, "come here, princess."

you straddle her lap, your clothed cunt slightly gaining friction against her pants, making you whimper. "such pretty noises," she murmurs, mostly to herself. her hands rest nicely on your sides, right above your hips. "so, tell me," she starts. "how you wanna do this, mama?"

the new nickname makes you feel a slight heartbeat in between your legs. "oh, you liked that, huh?" she comments, smirking as she looks up at your pretty little face. "well, if you want me to take control, i'll do it. i'll do whatever you want, mama."

"use me," you blurt out, desperately needing her right at that moment. you move your hips back and forth, grinding against her crotch to relieve the ache in between your thighs. abby lets out a breathy laugh, "oh, you want it that bad? god, you're so cute."

before you can respond, she's wrapping her arm around your waist and standing up. you wrap your legs around her waist and your arms around her neck out of instinct. she's walking you to the bedroom, just like her little princess.

when she gets into the room, she lays you on your back, legs behind held back by her large hands pinning them under your armpits. your breath is shaky, heartbeat practically bulging out of your chest. she leaves a trail of sloppy, wet kisses from your neck alllll the way down to your bellybutton. "f-fuck, abby," you shudder, her face getting closer and closer to your heat. "what's wrong?" she asks, "what you need, baby?"

"need you inside," you beg, not caring how pathetic you sound now. "oh, i know, baby," she coos, "but i wanna make this special for you, okay? no rushing. just us."

you appreciate her genuine care with your intimate experiences with her, but at this point, the ache was growing more and more painful as time went on. you whine, moving one of the hands pinning your leg to your cunt. "please, abs. need it."

"fuck, babe," her voice is low and husky, almost a growl. "okay, okay, i got you, mkay? i'll treat you right, promise."

her pointer finger ghosts over your swollen clit, forcing a small moan out. small little circles stimulate your bud, drenching your already soaked panties. she groans, "always so wet f'me, my god." as if she can't take it anymore, she practically rips off the small cloth off your aching pussy. the cold air meeting the warmth of your core makes you gasp, squeezing your thighs together in response.

abby's warmth comes back and divorces your legs apart, pinning them back to where they were originally. "gonna take such good care of you, mama," she mutters, kissing your inner thighs. after what feels like an eternity of teasing, she finally lays small, short kitten licks on your cunt. the small feeling of her warm muscle against your clit relieves the burning ache in your core, but only for a second. she lays a flat tongue, collecting your slick as she moves up. your small "oh"s egg her on, fueling her ego as she spreads your lips apart and latches onto your bud. your moans grow louder and louder, legs slightly trembling from how good it felt. little did you know, she's getting off on your pretty little reactions; she's moaning against your bud, vibrations making your legs shake even more.

"ffffuck-," you cry out, gripping the sheets from pleasure. the vibrations send you over the edge, the familiar tingly feeling in your abdomen unraveling. "m'cumming- oh my god," you wail, attempting to close your legs to get away from abby's tongue. her hands grip your thighs, forcing them apart once again. she continues to suck on your clit, overstimulating you. "t-too much - fuck!"

your juices and her saliva mix, coating the bottom of her chin. she finally unlatches from your sensitive, swollen bud and wipes her chin. "sorry, bun," she says, heavily breathing, "you just taste so goddamn sweet, i had to!"

as abby starts to walk away [you assume it's to help you clean up so you guys can sleep], you slowly drift away into a deep sleep..

"nuh uh, 'm not done with you, mama."

your eyes force open, eyes immediately landing on abby's bare chest. she was almost never topless around you - except when you two showered together - but it wasn't a norm in the house. you unintentionally whisper, "you're so beautiful," causing a wide smile to go across abby's kind face. "thank you, baby," she replied, "c'mere." she patted the edge of the bed. her usual black strap was buckled on, intimidating you from the end of the bed.

you crawl to the edge, sitting on your feet when you reach abby. she giggles, "get on your back, babe. you know the drill." you follow her orders, slightly chuckling at your mistake. as she lines herself up with your slit, she caresses your face, just telling you how much she loves you; "love you so much, bun. i'm so lucky to have you, y'know that, right?" she peppers small pecks along your face in between, smiling at your perfect face.

"'m gonna go all in, okay? jus' let me know when i can move," she warns. you nod, slightly nervous. the strap seemed bigger than usual; a bit wider too. it made you think she'd rip you apart with this thing! but as she bottomed out, the sharp painful sensation was short lived and replaced with a more pleasant sensation, the feeling of being full. and not just full, but full of her.

you start to slightly grind on her cock, trying to get any pleasure. the desperate motion making abby smirk and slam into you again, this time earning a loud, pathetic yelp from you. she continues to slam into you, holding your hips for leverage. "yea, keep makin' those pretty sounds for me," she groans, almost in an animalistic way. all you can do is tell her how good you feel, hands gripping onto her toned biceps.

she brings a hand down, right over your abdomen, pressing slightly. "you feel me right there, yea?" there's a slight bulge where her strap is; the sight makes you drool slightly. you nod feverishly, focusing on her voice and her dick pounding into you. her hips snap back and forth, squishing sounds filling the dimly lit room.

she, on the other hand, is hyper-focused on watching the black silicone disappear inside your gushing cunt, a vague white ring forming around the base of her cock. the sight alone has her pussydrunk and practically forming a pool in between her thighs. "such a messy fucking cunt," she murmurs. "wish i could fucking - shit - fill that little pussy up."

your moans become louder, your grip tightening on the meat of her muscles. your head goes back, putting the hickeys she gave you on full display. "oh, you fucking like that, huh?" she places both hands on either side of your head, still fucking you at a relentless pace. every thrust she does, her tits bounce slightly in front of you. her hair frames her face perfectly, the sweat beads racing down her skin as she pounds into you.

"holy fuck," you whimper. her cock, buried deep inside your greedy little cunt, hits that spongy spot inside of you, making you go insane. she smirks, she knows what she's doing. "what? speak up, princess," she speaks, a mocking tone laced in her words.

"s-so good," a choked moan cuts you short.

"you like the way 'm fucking you? like the way that dick got you going crazy, huh?"

a string of yesyesyes's is all you can get out, too lost in your own pleasure.

"wan' me to fuck my baby into you?" she's out of breath, start to whimper, but she doesn't slow down or stop. she just keeps. on. pounding. she's chasing her orgasm, clit bumping against the base of the strap. you're just a wailing, helpless mess under her, begging for her to cum into you. "i need it, p-please, abs!"

she moans loudly as her thrusts get sloppier, slowing down slightly. you feel a thick liquid unleash into your hole, filling you up. the new feeling causing you to gasp, looking down at where you two met. abby fully pulls out after a few seconds, when a gush of white liquid slowly drips out of your stuffed cunt. she whispers, "fuck, that's a pretty sight to see." using one hand, she spreads you open, your fucked-out hole on display, just for her.

you're still trying to steady your breathing, getting more tired by the second. abby sits on the bed next to you, pulling you into her lap. she caresses your face once again, "did so good f'me, baby. happy anniversary." she kisses your forehead, cuddling you close to her body. before you fully fall asleep, she picks you up, bridal style.

"wh- what are you doing?" you question, half asleep.

"gotta clean you up, babe." she giggles at your sleepy voice.

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after a long, warm bubble bath together and a small cleaning session, you and abby finally lay back on the couch to watch a movie and cuddle.

"y'know what, babe?" she asks, shoveling chocolate cake into her mouth.

"what?"

"i wish i could actually get you pregnant."

you slightly giggle at that, "me too."

"i also want to marry you. really badly." she's looking at your face now, reading into your soul.

"we should get married," you speak, thoughtfully. what's the point of her bringing this u-

she gets up unexpectedly, walking over to your giftbag. confused, you ask, "what's up?" she pulls out that small box you saw earlier. "oh, nothing.." she walks in front of you, then dips down onto one knee.

you gasp. is this really happening? right here right now?? someone pinch me.

"y/n, you've made me the happiest woman on earth for the past 3 years we've been together. not to mention the first 4 of us being friends. now, i'm not gonna give a long, sappy speech during this amazing moment," she slightly chuckles, "but i want to ask you.. will you be my wife?" she opens the box, a shiny ring glistening in the light.

you can't see it that well since tears well up in your eyes. you could've never asked for anyone better than abby. she's made you a better person overall. she's been there for you, even in your darkest times. you nod, wiping your tears.

she's slightly chuckling, which you don't realize until your eyes clear. it's.. a minecraft ring. specifically a minecraft rose on a thick band of gold. you laugh and let her slide it on your ring finger.

"i'm sorry," she's still giggling as she gets up from the floor, "i saw this while i was out and i was like 'this is perfect.'" you're also giggling, "it is perfect. thank you, baby."

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a/n: abby's such a jokester! anyway hope u guys enjoyed this took forever!

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poor chubby reader thinks that he’d never be into her, thinking that she turns him off when in reality he can hardly hold back from getting hard whenever she’s around. he always has to adjust his pants and lays his cock against his thigh so that she won’t notice how hard he is. he jerks off to the smallest of things that she does like, placing his hand on his thigh, fixing his collar for him and fixing his hair for him. sigh if only she knew how infatuated he actually was with her :(

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Man, Connie Springer is so obsessed with his girlfriend it’s not even funny..like he can’t keep his hands of you, especially if your chubby like he would constantly grab on your tummy when he stands behind you, and squeeze the back rolls that you hate but he loves, he can’t resist touchin up on your ass especially when you wear baggy jeans, you always felt comfy in them cus being suffocated by the “stretchy” denim that was always cut too small for your broad hips and thighs, and easily rubbed holes in between them was simply irritating. He loves the feeling of your boobs, you hate how they aren’t even in size but he loves them, not because he has to since you’re his girl, but he genuinely thinks your the best thing like..better than Jamaican food, (and you both love that shit) he loves suckin on em too. Your huge nipples always in his mouth, you always made fun of them and called them melted chocolate Hershey kisses but the way he sucked on them convinced you that they tasted the same..Don’t even get me started on your pussy, he loves the thick layer of fat on your labia that hid your pretty brown clit, he loves to see your acrylic nails spread your lips apart and toy with the bud, he loved to suck on it and watch it jiggle as it bounced back into it’s hiding spot after he let it go, he loved kissing on your cheeks….Both of em! You looked adorable with glasses on and he loved to smoosh them when you were asleep, and squeezes your lips while you drool on his shirt, girl at the end of the day, when the sun set and the moon come out n shit, you were his pretty princess pookie bear, and he wouldn’t trade you for the world.<3

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Why am i lowkey talking about myself…😝 didnt even mean to make it this long like i just aint wanna stop writing…anyways i missed my tonka butts hope ya like this lil sum sum! ~ 𝓁ℯ𝓁ℯ<3

Why do you write for mainly chubby people?? Skinny people deserve Love too ☹️

Bruh I am a chubby person— of course I’m going to write for chubby people

I’m a chubby person representing chubby people. Most of my works actually aren’t body specific; no specific body types or identifiers. But when I DO write for chubby people— stop complaining because…

Ive had enough of constantly seeing skinny people represented in the media as the ‘ideal’ beauty— fat people deserve love and sex and relationships too. We’re no less deserving just because we’ve got extra skin and fat on our bones. We’re still people, we’re humans with emotions and feelings and constantly seeing skinny people in the media hurts and really pushes you down.

I’m going to write for chubby people because otherwise— who will? Who else other than chubby fanfic writers etc will let people know that we can be sexy too. I’m not going to be able to look at chubby porn without it being fetishised and overly sexualised.

I love being able to subtly write chubby people without it being as obvious as a man grabbing a fat woman’s rolls and saying “mmmm yeah— I love your fat baby” instead I can write how the fat spills between an anime mans fingers as he fucks into her with lust and need NOT because she’s fat, But because she’s a human being with needs and a personality

In no way am I saying that skinny people don’t deserve love— EVERYONE deserves love, they do, everyone is beautiful and deserves to be fucked until they cry but please don’t come onto my blog saying stuff like this

miguel knows he's so big n you're so small compared to him but when he's balls deep in your pretty pussy he doesn't care. he makes you take his cock all the way to the base, laughing when you try to crawl up the bed away from him. "mig- can't take it." you sob, but he's not having that. "don't run, mama, you can take it. you always do." n when you give in and let him push his fat cock into your poor pussy, he’s all praises. “see, baby? knew you could take this dick. love stretching this pussy out.”

miguel definitely follows your face and eyes when he’s fucking you. “look at me, mama.” n you’re trying, you rlly are, but he’s bullied his way into your pretty little pussy and he’s going feral so when you obviously can’t keep eye contact he makes you keep eye contact. follows your eyes and says “i know, mama, i know. this dick feels good, doesn’t it?”

༉‧₊˚✧ — migule always had a close eye on you, even when you least expected it. / black fem chubby reader! villain! reader, roleplay, oral (f), overstimulation, miguel has a dick piercing tehehe, penetration, unprotected sex! (pet names! mi alma / my soul, hermosa / beautiful, sweetpea)

(the note.) — finally wrote for my man! prepare to be sick of me 🫶🏾. kinda iffy about this but mwah enjoy, also would loveeee feedback

“am i making you nervous mi alma?” this wasn’t how you expected your day to go. you had plans, big plans that involved a lot of money. you didn’t think the spidervamp would know, but as always you underestimate him.

“far from it” you sneered, wiggling your body around in his white web that had you hanging from the wall. his gaze made you nervous, eyes hard walking around you,examining everything. you were sure he could hear the beats of your heart getting faster the closer he got to you, but you didn’t care - just needing to get out of there

“you can’t leave sweetpea. we have some catching up to do” getting ready to respond with a smart remark, a large gush of wind came over your lower half. it wasn’t until you noticed the fabric of your body suit held in his hand that you realize he ripped it. his eyes turned red looking at you soaking pussy that throbbed, and thick thighs that twitched on command. you smelt heavenly to him, just like your blood and he didn’t know what exactly he wanted to do first. “why would you do that!”

“sh sh sh sh” getting on his knees he spread your legs putting them over his shoulders, his warm breath hit your pussy prompting your eyes to roll to the back of your head. “told you we have some catching up to do mi alma” he put one kiss on you softly taking note when your head got thrown back a slow huff left your mouth.

“ughh n-nouhh” swiping his tongue between your fat lips, slick gathered on the tip of his tongue that he swallowed eagerly, his cock starting to twitch in the skin tight suit making the fabric stretch. having enough of playing with his food, miguel flicked his tongue wildly, and wherever he could reach, his eyes were closed as he moaned in your heat sending vibrations throughout your body. he was so focused on your taste and thighs clenching against his head that he didn’t stop, he kept going up until you had cum just from his tongue three times. your cream dripping down his face and nose shining with wetness, a happy smile precent on his face

“n-no more!” you pled holding your hands up in surrender. “awe that’s cute hermosa. daddy’s not done” pressing a small button his suit came undone leaving him in all of the glory he came into the world with. his large chest flexed, while he cock bounced with each step he took getting closer to you, spreading your legs he took ahold of his dick smearing his precum all over your already messy cunt. the small ring that decorated the pretty mushroom tip, grazed your hot kitty making you jump back in pleasure

“oh this little thing? you can handle it” chuckling miguel pushed deep into you, you both letting a string off curses fall out of your mouths, miguel’s just being in his mother language. he held your thighs giving you hard, slow thrust that took your breath away each time. in your half ripped body suit your tit’s and tummy bounced turning miguel on even more

“la zorra perfecta” he groaned when you pussy clenched, cream fall down to his ball making a mess. the piercing hit your spot constantly, your nails dug into the web making it rip a little and you fall more onto him making your tummy bubbling from the feeling of being close. “c-closeee” you whine pushing yourself off of his dick which only gave him leverage to go deeper

miguel’s hair was glued to his face, cock pulsing inside of you, grabbing your face, you guy’s eyes interlocked. his mouth opened wide, fangs shooting out and plunging into your neck, the pain that made you scream out was turned into a scream of too much pleasure. the venom that miguel’s fangs withheld didn’t effect a soulmate, infact it brought pleasure upon them and not only them but himself.

your creamy slick dripped all over his dick, his thick, gooey cum filling you so much that it fell out of your pussy when he pulled back to look over his work

“that’s was fun mi alma. now let’s get you to bed before the kids wake up” oh how you loved your husband

reader biting bakugo’s muscles? 🥹

I LIKE THIS, esp cs he got some big muscles.

Boyfriend! Katsuki Bakugo x Reader

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Imagine this. Normally on a Thursday night you would be waiting on the couch for your boyfriend Katsuki to come home after his patrol.

As of right now, things were different. At 11:34 pm on a Thursday night, you’re laying on your boyfriend’s muscular chest whilst watching a random spider man movie. Your cheek was smushed against his chest. His arms were around your head, and around your waist, you were sure your eyes were drooping.

The yawn you let out caught the older man’s attention, looking away from the large tv to look down at you. A small grin appeared on his face, which turned into bored expression aswell as a tsk coming out of his lips.

“you wanted to watch this stupid movie, now your sleeping on it? C’mon baby, you can do better than that.” He coo’s, kissing your temple.

You scoffed in response, rubbing your eyes. Yet the heat building up in your chest continued to rise, as well as the beats in your heart.

“shut up, ‘m jus more tired than usual, kats.” The sentence that was let out was more of a mumble than an actual straight up response. That’s how your boyfriend knew you were tired.

Your boyfriend snorted in response. “You better stay the fuck awake.. ‘already so long into the movie.” He paused, taking in the scene in-front of him.

“oh.. the girlfriend is falling.” A gruesome expression appears on his face as he watches her fall.

Usually you’d be awake for this type of stuff, but your eyes were struggling to stay open.

With the little amount of strength you had left in you, your e/c orbs darted to Katsukis meaty arms. You hadn’t noticed how toned it was, considering that he was only in a wife beater.

Though you could barely move, the only movement you made was moving your head from off his chest, to his arm. Taking a chomp out of the area that you felt was the most appropriate.

Chomp!

Katsuki didn’t flinch, instead he paused the movie and looked down at you who was biting the fuck out of his bicep.

“You little shit— did you just fuckin bite me??” Katsuki grumbles, lightly shaking you off so you would stop biting him.

A bite mark was left on his bicep, it didn’t hurt. Obviously it didn’t hurt, or caused any problems to your boyfriend. But he was concerned on how why you did it.

You grinned in response, rubbing on the bite mark before kissing it.

“Sorry suki, y’ur arms are just s’ unresistible.” You moaned in sastisfsction, head snuggling deeper into his chest.

He rolled his eyes, propping two fingers on your chin to force you to look at him.

“You’re stupid, dunno how I ended up with you.” Katsuki grumbled, placing a few kisses on your eager, pretty lips.

“You love me” you smiled, kissing his red cheek.

“you know i do, sweets.”

As he thought everything was over, you placed one last kiss to his cheek. Before biting the soft, chubby part.

Katsukis eyes widened, eyebrows scrunching in annoyance.

“You’re going to be the fuckin death of me, ‘little brat..” He uttered, repeatedly whilst you giggle the night away.

Even if he was grumpy, his arms always found a way to hug you tighter. The whole night was spend giggling, having fun, biting, all of the above. The movie was long forgotten.

Even if you kept biting him, all he wanted was a soothing kiss on the bite. That’s because he loves you.

Even if your a pain in the ass.

firefighter!ichigo who met his pretty wife by saving you from a burning building. You never thought you would meet your husband in such a devastating situation, a day where you thought you were going to die but if wasn’t for Ichigo, you would have been dead.

firefighter!ichigo who made sure to keep in touch with you on a personal level because even when you were covered in dust and dirt, you were still as beautiful as ever when he carried you out from the burning fire. 

firefighter!ichigo who looked even sexier out of uniform, took you on little dates and really made a lot of efforts to get to know you. Ichigo just had a feeling in his stomach and a voice in his head telling him to make you his and he was eager to make you the mother of his children. 

firefighter!ichigo who wasted no time breeding your pussy anytime he got. Ichigo was an anytime-and-anywhere type of guy. Ichigo ate your pussy like a starving man that never had a meal a day in his life. Ichigo loves going back to the house on his lunch breaks to have lunch with and eat pussy but mostly just spend time with his baby girl.  

firefighter!ichigo who took the risk and fucked you on the firefighter truck because you wouldn’t stop asking him about it and Ichigo could almost never say no to you so either way you were going to get what you wanted in the end. 

firefighter!ichigo who ended up becoming a dilf when you had his daughter, she was a splitting image of ichigo, she had your melanin of course but she took that man's whole face. 

firefighter!ichigo who told you not to work anymore and come stay with him in his nice beautiful family home that was closer to his job so he can make sure you guys were safe. It wasn’t a bad idea either, those were shopping centers near the house, and with Ichigo always giving you money to go shopping for you and your baby girl there was nothing to really complain about. 

firefighter!ichigo who was in love with your post-pregnancy body and you swore it made him even more hornier for you by the second. This one time Ichigo and you fucked so hard when your daughter Isla was with your mother that your wig was practically unrecognizable and the straight backs under your wig cap were sweating. You were so mad at Ichigo but he promised you two new wigs to make you feel better about your fucked up wig. 

firefighter!ichigo who had all his coworkers jealous that he had such a pretty family and he would talk about you guys every chance he gets because he’s proud of his pretty wife and his pretty daughter and what he worked for.

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Okay like— yeah people who can squirt hard is hella hot. But what about the gentle squirters? The ones who barely squirt anything out but you made them feel so fucking good, they managed to gently squirt for you..

Now. What about Abby helping her girlfriend— who thought she couldn’t squirt at all, but Abby managed to get her too, just a gentle squirt…

holy shit, this has me fucked up…more then it should

Warning(s): reader is mentioned to having thick thighs and a belly pooch(Sorry, I can’t help myself)lesbian sex, oral sex, squirting, praising, curse words, strap on mentioned, humping, fluff at the end, very slight eating/sharing cum, very slight chocking, dom/sub dynamics (think that’s it?)

I got random horny inspiration to write this last night while high at like 9pm and I proof read this so much…so please avert your eyes to any mistakes that may have lingered…now I’m gonna go back to hiding, love y’all!

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You let out a cry as Abby sucked at your clit, softly rolling her tongue across that sensitive bundle of nerves. Making your thighs tremble around her head, the thickness of your thighs pressed into the sides of Abby’s face, making her eyes roll back and letting out a deep groan as she was surrounded by your scent and heat. She was grinding down against the sheets under her hips, her cunt throbbing at the sounds you were making - the cries of her name, flowing off your tongue like a prayer.

“A-abby-ahh” you moaned. She hummed in response against your puffy clit, the vibrations running up your spine and made you arch your back - while you do this you pulled your legs up a little unknowingly, making Abby dig her blunt nails into your soft thighs. To stop you from pulling away from her mouths assault as she continued to eat you out.

“Please— I can’t- mercy” You begged Abby, digging your fingers into her hair, you had ruined her braid. Strands were pulled from the once beautiful french braid she had done that morning. Now looking like a tangled mess from your clinging hands, pulling and pushing her away indecisively.

She growled as you pushed her away once more, she looked at you with narrowed eyes and suddenly pulled you back down by your hips. Placing her large hand over your stomach to hold you still,”Stay put,” She said in a husky voice, a raspy sound from eating you out for so long. You nodded you head quickly enough to make her chuckle deeply against your pussy, she ran her hand up your chest and grabbed at your tit— squeezing the fat gently, rolling her palm against your breast to massage it.

You sigh and relaxed against the bed, your breathing in deep breaths and letting them flow out softly.

“Good girl.”

You hum as she leaned back down to your sopping core, now that you were relaxed, she can do her fucking job.

Pulling your thighs back around her head, Abby licked at your leaking hole quickly. Lapping up your slick - tasting that sweet salty taste of you. The one taste she always craved, the taste of her sweet girl. She groaned as she grounded her hips just right and snagged at her throbbing clit on the sheets, the sound she let out had you curling your toes and clenching at the blanket.

“Fuuck, Abby,” moaning out her name as your hips jolt up against her mouth - she sucked at the your little button. Pressing down against the bundle of nerves she shook her head side to side quickly, moaning as she felt your hole clench against her chin. She had her drool - mixed together with your cum running down her neck. Her perked nipples were able to rub against the rough bedsheets - as her top half was bare of any clothes, Abby gently rubs her chest on the bed to further stimulate her nipples. She also neglected to wear any underwear, all she had on was her rough black sweats.

You gasp and quickly sit up on your elbows and looked down at Abby, clenching at the bed sheets as you felt a strange urge to pee. You pull your thighs up, trying to free yourself. Making Abby growl out and pull your back down, she knew you were about to cum, she could tell by the quickened pace of your breathes; taking quick inhales and exhales. Abby looked up at you, her eyes were black with lust, that beautiful blue you knew was gone.

You shook your head, pulling your legs up weakly once more and tried to talk again,”A-abby, ‘m gonna pee,” you managed to gently say. Nodding her head, Abby hummed around your clit, her hand letting go of your breast and resting it on your lower belly— pressing down against the little pooch there, gently squeezing at the fat and digging her nails into it; marking your skin with crescent indents. You roll your hips and quickly grab at her hand - holding it against you to help ground yourself. You stretch your legs out a little as they tremble around Abby’s head.

And then— the damn finally busted.

You held your breath as your body locked up, you felt this sudden warmth run over your cunt, making you shake— and quietly whimper. It felt like this warm release leaving your body, and the only thing that was grounding you was your hold on your lovers hand. Abby gasped and her eyes widen, feeling that warmth of your sweet nectar gently gushing onto her tongue. She groaned against your wet pussy, her tongue cupping it to catch as much of your cum as she could.

“Fuck, knew you had it in there.” Abby cursed out, pulling away to rub at your puffy clit, watching the wetness wet your trembling thighs. Sticking her tongue back out to catch the droplets of liquid, she grinned as she saw your eyes roll back and you chest heaved with heavy breathes. Leaning your head back to bask in the feeling of cumming, you cried out as you felt Abby lean back down and place a kiss on your pussy. Sucking your clit into her mouth and letting it go with a pop, she did these two things a few times. Switching back and forth between them.

Kissing. Sucking, kissing. Sucking.

Dragging her large calloused hands up your waist, Abby used her strength to pull you down by your hips, she then propped herself up onto her elbows and dived her face deep into your cunt, her nose rubbing up against your clit— bumping into it as she drank up as much as she could from you.

You dropped down onto your back and arched as your hands fly down to grip at Abby distraught hair. Moaning as you roll your hips to ride your high for as long as you could— that pressure you had felt has finally lifted off your sensitive bladder after you came. You tug at Abby’s hair, trying to pull her up so you could kiss her. She slowly followed your lead, placing kisses across your body the further up she went— leaving behind faint wet marks from her lips before she finally met your greedy mouth.

You tangle your hand in her hair as you kiss her, Abby was sharing your cum with you, that salty tang that was so familiar to you. Your teeth clacking together as you and Abby fight for dominance, Abby winning when she places her hand over your neck and gently squeezes it, cutting off some of your air. You whimper, tilting your chin up a little and you wrapping legs around her waist to pull her hips down onto your own. The sudden weight of her hips landing down on your cunt made you gasp against her lips and push your chest up into hers.

Gripping at her hair even tighter as you felt Abby begin to hump her hips against yours. Acting like she was fucking you with her pink strap-on, her hold on your neck got a little tighter the harder she rocked her hips into yours. Abby pulled away from your lips to breath - she kissed around your face, her warm breaths running across your skin and giving you goosebumps. Her arm that was holding her up was flexing and bulged out, she then began to gently whisper soft praises at you.

“My good girl, came so hard for me.”

“I’m so so proud of you baby.”

“Made me cum in my sweats, Sweet girl.”

And after that, you barely remember any after care, as you were dosing in and out of sleep, but Abby had bathed you both and helped you brush your teeth before rubbing lotion into your skin and quickly getting you into bed.

You were so tried and out of it that you forgot to get Abby off, which was something you took seriously because she was never treated properly like that, getting to cum by someone else’s hand. But while Abby was humping you, she managed to cum as well with the help of the rough texture of her sweats rubbing up against her large clit and the constant thudding of your hips. You both went to sleep happy and sated that night.

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You sigh as you stretch out, your body aches in such a sweet way, you always loved the morning after with Abby; you both would sleep in and stay in bed all day just holding each other and sharing kisses under the blanket.

Turning your head away from the bright sun gleaming in through the window and into your bedroom - though you weren’t gonna complain to much as you have a beautiful view over looking the stadium thanks to Abby’s solider status and to your nursing skills.

You sigh out once more before you tried to roll over but felt something holding you back, you drowsily look down to your waist and see Abby’s arm is wrapped around it. She was actually awake but her eyes were shut, she was still feeling sleepy and she just wanted to lay in the warm morning sun while holding her lover - basking in the warmth running through her body, she felt full of love.

You look at her handsome face, seeing all the freckles were the sun kissed her a little to much lately and the white scar on her cheek, tracing it with your eyes before your gaze fell onto her full lips, the adorable pout she always seemed to have. You lean down and gently capture her lips with your own, she didn’t kiss back, but you could feel her grin grow as you kissed her.

Pulling away you saw Abby was still feigning sleep, so you leaned up and kissed her forehead next,“Good morning love,” you whisper quietly, knowing that nickname would raise her— she loved that nickname..

Abby finally opened her eyes and stared at you sleepily, her blue eyes twinkling in the morning sun, though she wasn’t smiling - her eyes were. Her hair was free of the tangled braid from last night and was flowing across her pillow like a honey colored halo. She pulled you down next to her suddenly— making you gasp soft and giggle quietly as you cuddle up to her. She kisses your forehead and rubs your back gently as she whispers in a groggy morning voice,”I love you Pumpkin.”

You bite your lower lip as you feel yourself smiling like a goof at her heartfelt words that were as warm as the morning sun.

“I love you too Abby.”

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I didn’t have to add the fluff at the end buuut…

yes I did.

spring(sundress with no panties season) is here! abby better get her ass over her and do the nasty work!

Yeah! No panties season!

I’m so sorry I just now got to this love T.T also I feel like this gets off track? So I’m sorry if it does…I really hope you like it never the less though!

Pushing you up against the tree—Abby kneeled down on the ground with her thighs spread and lifted the skirt of the dress up before she started to eat you out from the back, and since you weren’t wearing panties it made her job all the more easier as she licked at you slick as it leaks down your inner thighs. Your back arched so your chest was pressed against the rough bark of the tree, your cheek rubbing against it and caused a sore little rash but you were to far to care. Abby wait—you moan out, barely try to stop her assault on your cunt.

Abby had took you out on a little date outside the stadium walls, nothing far away just into the surrounding trees. She told you to dress up—but she didn’t think you would wear an actual dress. The little sandy colored dress that contrasted gorgeously with your skin tone ended just above your kneecaps, showing off the length of your beautiful legs. The shoulders of the dress were a little puffy and leads down to a sweetheart neck line.

The ruched dress was an amazing find on your half, you had gone on a patrol last week and with it getting hotter you wanted some dresses. You happened to stumble over the very dress you are currently wearing—and decided to wear it today on your date. You just didn’t know it would have such an affect in Abby.

“Abby please—wait, w-what if someone sees?”

“Let me worry about that Sweet girl.” She said pulling away from your wet pussy, your sweet nectar and her saliva were dripping down her chin, but she could care less. The messier the better.

You whine as she got back to work, kissing at your little twitching button. Abby moans at the slight salty taste that was uniquely you—as she sticks her tongue into your clenched cunt. She loved how - no matter how many times she fucks you, your little cunt always stays so tight. Abby groaned and dropped her left hand down to her own crotch, grasping at it and rubbing over her large clit through the rough material of her cargo pants. you always made her ache so bad, she couldn’t help but touch herself to reviled that sweet pain.

She breathed in your scent as she lifted her right hand up and slammed it back down on your ass cheek, making a loud CLAP sound. You squeal out and cry as Abby left her hand there, not lifting it once it made contact with your ass. It made the pain much more sore but so fucking good. It made your cunt throb as your whole body trembles. Abby chuckles darkly and lifts her hand up once more and slammed it back down on the same— already red spot. You cry out again and your foot lifts off the ground a little and stomps down on the damp soil with a quite thud.

Abby pulls away,”There you go baby,” She grips at the sore spot,”Let it out.”

You groan as her fingers dig into the fat of your ass, grasping at the hand print she left behind. Abby ‘s not fair, you whine. Making her stand up to loom over your trembling form, her shadow casted over you and blocked the bright sun. You whimper as you look up to meet her blue eyes—that were now black from lust but still so beautiful. You let out a little sound as you feel her right hand snake up the back of your head and grab the roots of you hair before pulling your head back, making your already arched back arch even more. Your ass pushing into her hips, she lifts her left hand to place it on the tree to help balance herself as she leaned over you. Her eyes narrowed at you as she looked down at you from the bridge of her nose, your big doe like eyes cut upwards to look at her upside down. You were bitting you lower lip as you wait for her to speak.

“You’re lucky I don’t have my strap on right now,” she leaned in closer,”Because I would be fucking you so hard by now.” Her warm breath washed over you and you felt your cunt throb again at her words. You leaned up to try and kiss her but she quickly leaned back, keeping your hair in her grasp to keep your back arched into her pelvis. She dropped her left hand heavily onto your ass cheek, doing the same thing she did to the right side, making you wince. “but I don’t think you deserve it to be honest,” she sighed as she slapped you ass again. “Because you’re a naughty girl, not even wearing panties.”

You whine as you shakes your ass against her hips and she rolls them against your ass, she does this a few times. Just rolling them before she let’s go of your hair and places her hands on your waist and pulled you back a little away from the tree. You made a questioning sound and turned your head to look at her— but then your felt that first fake thrust against your ass. You gasp as she does this, your hands clench the bark tightly, was she—she did it again.

She was humping you. Holy fuck.

Abby was humping your ass like she did when she was fucking you, reenacting those thrusts. Her thrust were so hard your exposed ass jiggled and your tits bounced. She leaned over your back and slip her hands up from your waist and grabbed the rim of your neckline before pulling it down to free your breasts, and to find out you weren’t wearing a bra either. She chuckled lowly in your right ear as her hands grabbed your tits, gripping that pillowy fat and pinched at your nipples. You gasp and arch you back little more, pushing your breasts into her warm hands.

“Not wearing a bra either,” She nipped at your ear lobe. “My baby really wanted to get fucked today, huh.”

She nuzzles her face against your neck in a sweet soft moment, finally enjoying being alone after not having hardly any alone time this last mouth. Of course you two shared a room but you were both so tired after the long days, you could hardly stay awake long enough to say ‘I love you’. She finally decided to stop teasing you as you let out a quite whine.

“Okay my sweet little Pumpkin, I’ll take care of you. Been so good for me this last mouth, waiting so patiently.”

Abby leaned back and kneeled back down on the ground, placing kisses on the two red spots on your ass cheeks. She looked at your sopping wet cunt, that was just dripping sweet honey. She placed a kiss on your clit, before she finally licked a long stripe from your clit to your clenched hole—moaning out as she gathered up your salty slick onto her tongue, her taste buds buzzing.

You ground your hips back against her face making her growl out, “be a little more patient for me pumpkin,” she licked at your weeping hole, lemme get a taste. She growled.

Your eyes fell shut and your arms wobbled as you suddenly felt dizzy, you lean your cheek against the tree again and softly mewl out. She hums against your clit in acknowledgment, she knew she made you dizzy— as you told her before. And she did, she made you so fucking dizzy.

You jump when you suddenly feel that hot white burn in your lower abdomen, that sweet heat that signaled your blissful end was near. You tremble as Abby continued to suck on your clit, bouncing it on her tongue and humming around it as she moaned. She wrapped her arms tightly around your thighs, pulling you closer to her mouth as she made your with your pussy.

“Abs ‘m gonna cum,” you breath out. “‘m gonna cum.”

You roll your hips up and down, grinding your dripping pussy across her mouth, she growls deeply and sticks her tongue out for your to ride. Her hands moved to your ass to help bounce you up and down.

“Fuck—mm, feels s’ good baby,” your praise her.

You felt your cunt throbs as she groaned out, sending the vibrations up your spine. Please—please you beg, please let me cum. You feel Abby nod her head and she hums again.

Your eyes roll back and as you mouth falls open into an ‘o’ shape, a little bit of drool runs down your chin. Your legs trembling as you gasp for air, no sound coming from your lips. Abby uses her hands to grip your ass and pull you back down when your pull away, as punishment she shakes your ass a little again to make your clit grind against her chin as she licks at your hole to overstimulate you.

You cry out as she did this and you pull away once more, clawing at the tree bark and breaking some off, making Abby pull away from your weeping pussy breathless as she hears the bark break. She quickly stands up and leans around you to grab your hands and unclench them from the tree, she was worried you might hurt yourself on accident and she did see a few little scraps but nothing to worrying. She placed kisses on your fingers as you leaned back against her, your head laying on her shoulder and your eyes closed as you catch your breath. Your dress falling back down to cover your decency, and Abby pulled the top back over your tits.

Abby smiles and while still holding your hands she wraps her arms around you and makes your hug yourself with her. She lays her head on your head and places gentle kisses there, closing her eyes as she took in the quite moment in nature with you, letting you soak up that glorious afterglow with her.

Your legs trembled and you staggered a little which made Abby sit down in the ground with you, pulling you to sit on her lap so your pretty dress doesn’t get ruined. She leans back against the tree under the shade and cuddles you close to her chest, leaning down she places another kiss on your head and whisper sweet praises to you.

“Did so well for me Baby, I love you so much.” And “My good girl, always does so good for me.”

You hum as you relax into her chest and lean your head on her shoulder again— suddenly you felt your tummy rumble, making you sigh. Abby giggles,”You hungry baby?” She reached for her backpack and you look up as she pulls out peanut butter cracks and two apples. Your favorite snacks. You sit up quickly and smile brightly at her and she holds a cracker to your lips. You take a bite with a cute small sound that made Abby’s heart melt. As she was feeding you she used her free hand to rub at your back, gently scratching her nails across the skin giving you goosebumps. Under the bright Seattle sun you both sat there feeding each other, finally enjoying your alone time together.

Here are just a few things about your body that Abby loves. ^.^

This started out with me just writing a little about Abby loving your hips— but then it turned into this XD

I don’t do head-canons(is this considered to be a head-canon?) very often but I wanted to do this because I thought it was cute..this is kind of short and sweet, may not be super great but I like, I think it’s sweet ^.^

Warning(s): NFSW(with a lot of fluff) reader is chubby in this(I can’t help myself, sorry if it messes this up for you. The word fat is used to describe body parts on the reader) reader has stretch marks(Abby obsessive over them), Abby bitting you(playfully), talks about how Abby loves your body(arms, breasts, tummy, hips, thighs. She loves all of you but for this those are the main points.) sexual themes, humping(very brief, more so of you bouncing on her lap acting like your ridding her), talks about how the reader has uneven tits, and I think that’s it?

Enjoy my Honey Bees!

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let’s say wife!abby and the reader are trying for a baby, how do you think she’d react to the reader being pregnant with twins?

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warnings: mentions of pregnancy, allusions to sex, explicit language.

You were on your third round of IVF, and following two unsuccessful tries you were stoked to find that you were expecting a set of twins. Ahead of the journey, both you and Abby knew that because you were having children through IVF the chances of having multiples was not a rarity.

That didn’t stop Abby from expressing her fear of them however, seeing as you already had your hands full with your first two children. So you decided you’d tell her after work, when the babies were down for the night and the house was in a state of calm, rather than the usual chaos caused by your loud and attention needing four year olds.

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Abby stood next to you while you brushed your teeth, she combed your wet hair for you. Left soft kisses on the back of your neck when you mumbled about how tired you were, trailed behind you out of the bathroom and into the girl’s dimly lit nursery.

Both your daughters snores filling the air, with Abby attached to your back you walked to the foot of their cribs. Sighing happily when she wrapped a loving arm around your waist. Quiet as you looked in awe at your babies,

“They’re so beautiful.” Abby hummed in agreement , reaching a long arm into Lila’s crib to stroke her cheek.

“I know,” she whispered as she repeated it with Céline, “They are the most beautiful princesses.” The two of you stood in silence, bodies swaying in domestic bliss. Abby’s cheek pressed against the side of your head, kissing you a few times while she held you tight. You traced patterns on her strong forearms, wanting to never have this moment end.

“Abby?” you whispered.“Hm?” You brought a hand up to cup her cheek, “What if I told you we’re expecting more?” Abby froze. Voice barely above a whisper as she responded.

“Are you pregnant again?” You nodded your head, her body tingling immediately. She tugged you closer into her arms, peppering kisses all down your neck.

“Yes, and what if I told you we might be having two more princesses?” That’s when her face slowly dropped in worry.

“You’re fucking with me, twins again?,” Abby questioned, moving her head back into the crook of your neck, “We’re having another set of gremlins.”

“I thought they were your little princesses?” You questioned her with a giggle, causing her to lift her head once more, glaring at you as she groaned.

“They are, but they’re a fucking handful. Can barely get enough alone time with you anymore, let alone fuck you whenever I want.”

“We’ll have my parents’ help, your dads help, we can even get a nanny!” You squeeze her cheeks, the pout slowly disappearing from her face.

“I know baby, even though they’re gremlins I’m still excited.” She whispers and that makes you smile.

“My little breeding whore, can’t stop giving me babies can you?” She teases, causing you to gasp at her vulgarity.

“ABBY!” You slap her chest, causing her to give you that playful smirk of hers.

“What, you are my little breeding wh…” You place your index finger against her soft lips before she can complete her sentence.

“We’re going to have four little ears around the house so you better fix your language Anderson.”

“Yes ma’am.”

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TRINKETS- ELLIE WILLIAMS (fluff/100% sfw)

⚠️: men and minors dni. here’s the ellie williams fluff we’ve all wanted! short & sweet & not sad ♡ enjoy! xoxo (kinda edited)

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it almost could be considered a shrine of sorts at this point. your girlfriend frequently brought you back things from patrol— she either thought you’d like it or if it reminded her of you. ellie lived for the way your eyes would light up when she showed you something she brought back just for you.

the first item ellie ever brought you back was a simple golden locket. heart-shaped and engraved with flowers around the edges. you made ellie pose for a polaroid picture, which you ended up gluing into the locket. you always wear the necklace, telling ellie it means she’s always close to your heart, no matter how far apart you may be that day. it’s simply your most prized possession.

the second gift is one that lives on your bed. ellie had brought you back a pink stuffed rabbit about a month into your relationship. she heard how worried you’d be while she was gone, so she got you a buddy to help with the anxiety. she even lets you spray it with her cologne when you get too upset about her leaving. while you still worry, you now feel calmer on your nights alone with a piece her to cuddle with. ellie definitely doesn’t keep a polaroid picture of you sleeping with it in her pocket to look at on patrols. definitely not.

another gift came soon after a drunken confession. it was spilled that you wish you could paint your nails like in the old magazines passed around jackson. dina had agreed with you, “yeah, i think i could definitely pull off a deep red color. it’d be cool to do.” unbeknownst to you, ellie had spent three months worth of patrols trying to find you some nail polish. forest fairy green, golden goose, sparkly pony pink, pink panthers, wine o’clock red, in bloom blue, and black 01 were given to you one wednesday after her patrol. you started crying after giggling about the silly names. “why are you crying? do you feel okay?” ellie frantically searched your face. you smiled through your tears, “i love you so much. i just can’t believe you remembered.” she kissed your forehead, “anything for my best girl. love you always.” safe to say you shared your red with dina so you could have matching nails with your friend.

the most recent post-patrol gift given to you was a cookbook. ellie had explained her and jesse explored an old bookstore, leading to some fun discoveries. after coming to jackson, it was soon discovered by everyone that you were massively talent when it came to cooking. plus, you’ve always taken pride in cooking dinner for both you and ellie. cooking together was also a favorite of both of yours. you’ve shared many wine and cooking date nights together.

committed to going on patrol one day to return the favor, you had finally convinced ellie to let you go on a safe supply run with jesse. it only took you five months of begging. ellie almost cried tears of happiness when you brought her back a leather bound journal. she had immediately noticed the three page long love letter, lipstick kiss, and polaroid picture of you two you’d put in the first few pages. to say it quickly became her most prized possession would be an under statement. she took it around with her frequently. it was her second little reminder of you when you two were apart. a lot of pages held little physical moments of your love together. she couldn’t have ever asked for a better gift or girlfriend.

WOULD LICK HER BACK UNTIL MY TONGUE DISINTEGRATES

I LOVE YOU BLACK MEN😘

tumblr i dare u to not delete this ty

can i add to tummy lover abby and say she goes insane for the bulge of her strap poking through your lower tummy ?!

ur right!!! I will say rn if ur a bigger girl, she needs either a bigger strap or to go harder so the tummy bulge really really shows. luckily, she fucking delivers n does both.

she has u on her back, on leg hiked up on her shoulder so she can kiss ur ankle n calf, the other splayed out on the bed n shaking bc holy fuck she's so deep. ur tits are jiggling n so is ur tummy n abby is fucking lightheaded bc she loves u so much ur so hot n she gets to see u like this???? a fuckin dream man

n then. the lil lightbulb goes off. she grabs ur other leg n hikes it up on her shoulder, basically folding u in half n pushing in so fucking deep that the tears just Start. ur crying n whining n squealing with each thrust, n abby is just fucking mesmerized bc right there. ur lower tummy. she can see herself. she can fucking see the tummy bulge n it drives her insane, so she goes even harder, taking one of her hands n pressing against it, pushing it into that gushy lil spot inside u, moaning as u squeal even louder n kick ur legs, cumming around her strap n leaving the prettiest, stickiest, white ring around her strap but she's not fuckign stopping. not when she has you like this.

ur definitely not walking straight, if at all, for the next 48 hours, hope u like bed rest baby. im literally gonna go scream into my pillow.

chubby reader sitting on basketball!abby’s lap while working on your hw at her apartment, wearing one of her hoodies n some cute panties and she just can’t get over you,, every time you lean forward to fix something her eyes are fixated on your ass.. but it’s not even in a sexual way she just loves how squishy nd soft you are, she can’t help but wrap her arms round you and cuddle and kiss you despite your complaints of her interruptions

this is the kinda fluff I need ,,, back with the non-sexual intimacy <3

Abby should be doing her homework. She has a novel to read for her Diaspora Lit Class, she has something to do, she should be reading. But how could she ever focus when you're sitting so sweetly in her lap, leaning forward to work on your laptop?

To make matters worse, you're dressed in a pair of soft pink undies and her team hoodie. Her last name is splashed across your back, and you look so cozy and focused, how the hell is Abby supposed to get any work done??

she doesn't <3 literally for the last ten minutes she's just been staring at you, taking in every inch of your body. she can't stop staring at the lil strip of skin that shows whenever you lean forward too much. or the soft squish of you hips from where the elastic band of your undies digs into it (abby confirmed muffin top fan, always, loves the spillage and the squish). the squish of your thighs and ass against her lap, so soft and warm. she's so engrossed by every inch of you that she doesn't even notice that you've stopped working, because you're like 90% sure she's staring at you.

so you turn around, tilting your head to look at her and she can help but coo, suddenly completely overwhelmed by neediness and the desire to kiss every inch of your face. Abby wraps her arms around your waist and pushes you down onto the couch, maneuvering until she's on top of you and pressing kisses all over your face. You love when she gets like this!! All needy and sweet and absolutely living up to the golden retriever name <3 You're giggling under her touch, scrambling to hold her face and pull her down into an actual kiss that makes her completely melt into you. All of her weight gets settled onto you, her arms holding you tight against her body and humming into the kiss as she blushes bright red, all warm and flustered.

she literally doesn't let you move more than a foot away from her for the rest of the night <3 clingy girl <3

this one has been in my inbox for a while and I just keep staring at it bc it's so cute and I don't know if I do it justice </3 but now I do want to sit in someones lap in nothing but a hoodie and panties <3

ellie with a breeding kink omgomgomgomg

ellie grunting like an animal with every harsh thrust, slamming the fat of her thighs against your ass, with you laying on the bed, pretty face squished into a plush pillow and her hand forcefully gripping your hair, she whisperes to you “gonna, fuck – gonna get you fucking pregnant” borderline delusional and pussydrunk, fervent hisses and unrestrained moans, telling you shes going to fill you up so good - “gonna make you my fucking bitch” when your moan deepens, and she feels you practically clench around her, she realizes how much you like it, so she quickens her pace, effortlessly gliding in and out, the sounds of your cunt gushing around her strap making the familiar knot in your stomach tighten up. y’gnna be my pretty little housewife? gonna beg me to fuck you every day? yeah?” & shes all delirious and hot everywhere and tells you “be fucking useful and take my fucking cum” “wan’ my fucking kid?” and youre babbling “yesyesyes ellie please please”, shes so turned on and whispers “knew youd fucking like that – shitttt” and before she cums from how pretty u sound and how nasty u are for her she tells you shes gonna fill you up so good and slaps the strap on your slit while rubbing her clit with the base of it <3333 she truly wishes she could cum inside so bad, so she takes her slick and rubs it on your cunt, sliding it in and out with her fingers till youre a whimpering, overstimulated mess.

after youre done and youre laying on her chest, slowly dozing off, shed say “you know i meant that, right?”