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olivewinterleaf · 1 year
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Only poles give you those extra inches. Buy a pole today! The new king-size cushion pole with a flip-top seat.
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aarsun · 1 year
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designer royal bed
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tojisun · 7 months
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i cant stop thinking about how big konig is my goddd
just him pulling you to his lap, feeling the size difference as he manhandles you so you're perched directly on top of his chub :(( it's thick and heavy as he moves your body so you're rutting on it, and you feel the beginnings of your pleasure simmering underneath your skin, almost engulfing you.
the way konig would hold your waist and you're stumped into silence at seeing his big hands lay flat on your belly because you know they're wide but seeing the extent of how much they span is something else. it's not like you're any smaller and slimmer too, and yet there konig is, holding you literally in the palm of his hands as though he could fold you.
and he does!
just imagine konig fucking you mating press style. the way he'd press your knees so close to your shoulders, exposing so much of you to him as he bears down his weight on you. mounting you.
"so wet for me, little maus," he rumbles, rutting his still-covered cock against your leaking cunt. "always so messy for me. so needy."
you're crying, hiccupped sounds being devoured by his hungry lips. and when he pulls back to gaze at you, you tremble at the possessive look in his eyes. because you and konig may have been together for a while now but he always fucks you like it's his first time staking his claim.
like he's finally caught you, his little prey.
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puppetmaster13u · 3 months
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Prompt 257
Now Danny loves space. He loves everything about it, to the point his core quite literally is space. And he’s also a baby ghost, even if he could argue he’s not in human form. But see, being baby has an honestly great consequence once it’s noticed- despite the Observants’ best attempts at hiding it, the assholes. 
Of course he would be far more worried- and even a bit pissed- if his caretaker wasn’t who it was. Look, he’d never met Clockwork’s siblings before, but apparently everyone was really against Clockwork himself adopting. 
But Clockwork as his uncle is fine. Besides, his caretaker is Space! Space itself is holding him, cooing gentle words in the sounds of the very cosmos. And they’re huge, like parts of their body going through portals so they can fit outside Long-Now sized big- and apparently Clockwork can get just as big and they can get even bigger- 
Okay, he needs to take a breath- even if he doesn’t need to breathe- to stop his squealing because holy Realms this is so cool. 
Space is awesome! And he’s getting so much more rest than he did in Amity- and even if Space sort of shrugged at the idea of school at first, they did help him set up online schooling. So there’s that, and it’s just the start! 
He gets to learn so much about space and it’s honestly kind of… nice? To be taken care of? And he can do whatever he needs for his Core and Obsession with only a few interruptions to take care of his living needs. Erm, sort of living needs? 
But even that gets turned into a bit of play or even a lesson too! He’s honestly having such a good time right now! He’s learning so much about spaaace! And dimensions! And interdimensional portals and- oops! No one saw that. 
Ahem- But he’s learning so much about space and getting to explore other dimensions with Cosmos! And sure he no longer looks as human as he once did and all that, but he’s seen so many people who also don’t look human that does it really matter? 
Of course it doesn’t, and he matches his sort-of-dad! Even though the streaks of color in their hair are more of a brown-red like they’re literally bleeding out the cosmos around them instead of it fading to void and space like his own. But still! They match and it’s fun! 
And they’re going to go on another trip from the in-between to one of the dimension realities! He’s going to start a game of tag this time he thinks! But no cheating with portals or bending space! Tag! 
Look, the Justice League? Not paid enough for this. In fact, technically not paid at all due to being volunteers (not that it stopped them from finding money in their accounts) but still. 
There is some sort of figure… being… thing… zooming around the asteroid belt, about the size of Earth itself. Let them repeat themselves. A planet-sized creature (are those hands or paws? Tail or simply its body stretching? Hair or the Abyss-) is currently darting around the asteroid belt like a child running through grass. 
That is, without noticing or caring if something bug-sized might be crushed. And they are very much bug sized, as the governments are concerned about. Like really concerned about. Like talking about trying to nuke the entity if it wanders closer sort of concerned. 
Which they are all very concerned and very much like, against. Because it isn’t seeming to notice the asteroids it’s knocking into their area. It’s like… not a space whale or eel or anything like that but also is something like that. 
And they would also maybe like to see if they can attempt to talk it down first maybe and-
oh. 
Oh. 
That creature is the baby. And mama just arrived, stretching across the entire galaxy, from them to Pluto and beyond, like something took the cosmos and shaped it like clay into some sort of form. Like reality itself has wandered into their galaxy with what they are suddenly realizing must be a very young child. 
Shit, they really have to make sure no one tries to piss either of these things off-
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ozzgin · 3 months
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POV: They had to improvise a crown on the spot for the human spouse (original was too big).
Quick doodle since I haven’t really provided any part twos to the monster stories yet. Sorry about that. This could be the monstrous older sibling, the Demon King, or one of the monster boyfriends. It’s up to you.
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vawobefanart · 3 months
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Lucifer: Look at you! Don’t you just have the biggest horns? Adam: Haha, yeah! They are, like, almost as big as my DICK! Lucifer: And just as fake. Adam: What? Lucifer: What?
New ship unlocked
Guuuuuuuuuuuys! It was hard enough to stop thinking about Stolitz, how am I supposed to not obsess over Adamsapple?! I hope Adam is gonna end up in hell, I want to see those two interact so fucking badly I’m gonna cry!
Btw: just wanted to add how weird this ship is. Like, there are so many queer ships in this goddamn universe and I ship the most hetero guys in this whole show. What’s wrong with me?! xD
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radiantmists · 3 months
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he xuan spending years trying to break out of the kiln: -_-
the massive xie lian statue in the corner:
🙂
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bugchuckles · 1 year
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designs for an upcoming merch drop! planning on releasing charms in my new etsy sh0p - stickers and buttons are available right now on my redbubble
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westruun · 9 months
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Let's do it your way then. As long as it's with you.
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zuzu-draws · 9 months
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[Heart throb of the Heian Era : Ryomen Sukuna]
Bonus:
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+ His Simps
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aarsun · 1 year
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Bedroom Set
Order Now: https://aarsunwoods.com
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baldmultiverse · 3 months
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Loosing my mind over this, thank you dunkin
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rotshop · 5 months
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godzilla i love you
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cripplingoptimism · 11 months
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I really didn't think I'd be a Sidlink shipper but some of y'all are out here writing literary masterpieces on A03. And Lord knows I'm a sucker for the 'blushing around your crush' trope.
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lxvvie · 1 month
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gaz the type to tug at your ponytail to make your head turn to him. not harsh but like you would to a doll. you'd be distracted over smth while he talks to you and then the last thing you know is his big palm wrapped around the gathered hair and tug— you meet his unwavering golden gaze.
"Wha—?"
"I said that it would be better with the coating on," he says, a little stern but he has that signature grin on. You have zero idea what he's talking about.
oh but your coating something tonight WOOPS
Mmm. When he's hitting it from the back, nonnie, sure, 'cause he wants you to look at him as he's fucking you.
But Gaz (hell, all of the 141) wants your attention. All of your attention.
So when you're distracted, you'll feel his fingers brush against your chin and he turns your face towards him.
"Eyes on me, darling," Kyle says while grinning flirtatiously.
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usedtobecooler · 1 year
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i need king steve fucking plus size!reader in the bathroom at a party and forcing her to watch herself in the mirror
i'm normal i'm normal i'm normalllllll
pairing | steve harrington x plus size fem!reader
warnings | sexual content (18+ minors dni), vaginal fingering, unprotected piv sex, intoxicated sex, squirting, hair pulling, steve is handsy, rough and a little bitchy
word count | 1.5k
a/n | i have literally no excuse for how filthy this is i'm so sorry (i'm not)
His large hands engulf your waist, making you feel small as he presses you up against the porcelain sink, his chest pushed up tightly against your back and the thick outline of his cock prodding into the fat of your ass.
You're trapped, soft curve of your belly squishing into the sink, one of Steve's hands wandering from your waist to dip beneath the short hem of your skirt, fingertips skimming your inner thigh until your legs fall open for him. He's done this before, that much is obvious — from how comfortable he is pressing you into this position, to how his spit-slick lips mouth at the shell of your ear, whiskey laced breath hitting the soft skin.
You whine quietly when the pads of Steve's fingers slide over the damp material of your panties, pressing down onto your clothed clit until you're arching into him, curve of your ass pushing back onto his cock until he's grunting in your ear, the sound heavenly, your cunt fluttering.
"You're soaked," Steve comments, the grin spreading across his lips when you keen into him, hips bucking into his hand. Your own hands come out to brace yourself on the sink, nails biting into the hardened material as you sag back against him, leaving yourself pliant and open for his wandering hands.
Nervous butterflies flutter in your belly as Steve dips his fingers into your panties, two expert fingers sliding through the wet mess of your pussy, getting the digits nice and wet before he sinks them both in at the same time, crooking them forward into your frontal wall until you're gasping.
"Feels good, right?" Steve mutters, planting a kiss just below your ear lobe, lips running over your flushed skin as he begins working his fingers in and out of your needy cunt. You open up for him so easily, body loose and pliant under his grip as he fucks you on his fingers, kissing and biting at your skin until it's raised and raw.
"Mmph," You mumble, nodding your head in agreement — it's embarrassing how quickly you melt into him, letting him grip and manhandle your body as he fucks you languidly with his long fingers, curling and pressing them into that one spot until your vision blurs at the edges.
His other hand wanders up, up, up — fingers dipping into the low cut neck of your shirt, pulling the loose material until your tits fall out, nipples hardening in the cool air of the room. You cry out as soft fingertips run over your nipple, heightening the pleasure of his fingers working in and out of your cunt.
"You're perfect," Steve mutters, kissing sloppily up the side of your neck as he toys with your body, thumb running over the hardened nub of your clit and shocking a cry of his name from your lips, "say my name again, you sound too fuckin' pretty."
"Steve," you squeal, fingers whitening on the hard surface of the sink, a warmth spreading throughout your lower belly as he works you towards the edge — using every inch of your body, "I'm gonna —"
"That's it, cum for me, baby." Steve's all but cackling as your mouth falls open in an almost silent moan, thighs quivering and stomach tensing up as your orgasm hits you like a freight train — you feel yourself gushing wet all over his fingers, soaking him down to the wrist as he continues fucking you through it, leaving you dizzy and overstimulated.
"Too much, God, Steve," You cry, your own hand leaves the sink to grip at his wrist, fingernails clawing at his tan skin. You can't tell if you're trying to keep him there or push him away, though he doesn't let up pressing his fingers into your frontal wall until your cunt gushes for him again, an animalistic noise tearing from your throat as he pulls another orgasm from you. It's not enough to drown out the sounds of your release dripping onto the floor, pooling at your feet on the tile.
"Just wanted to make sure you were ready to take me that's all, honey," He comments, that stupid smirk on his face as he catches your eyes through the reflection in the mirror, his fingers deftly slipping from you, "I've been told I'm a bit of a stretch."
He bends you back over the sink, arching your back and flipping your skirt up. You're still tipsy, pussy fluttering and clenching as you wait in anticipation for the breach of his cock. You watch your own reflection briefly in the mirror, cringe at the flushed state of your face, before dipping your head again.
Steve shuffles around behind you, your ears pricking up at the sound of his belt unbuckling, the rustling of his Levi's being pushed down his thighs. He sighs quietly, jerking his cock a few times for a little relief before lining himself up, smearing the fat head into the wet mess you left.
The head of his cock catching on your puffy cunt shocks you, a loud gasp escaping you — he felt big.
"Holy shit," Your breath is knocked from your lungs when the first few inches slide into your pussy, your walls pulsing around him as you struggle to adjust. His fingertips dig into the meat of your ass when you attempt to wiggle your hips, a warning to stop.
"Still so fucking tight around my dick, fuck," Steve hisses, punching his hips forward until he's snug up against your ass, pushing himself so deep your eyes roll into your skull.
"Your cock is huge," You whimper, voice high pitched and wavering as your pussy clenches sporadically around him, adjusting to the sheer size of him. No amount of prep could've gotten you ready enough for him.
"I know." Steve's voice is smug as he grins, pulling out halfway and pushing back in just as quickly, choking a cry from you in return.
His rhythm is brutal from the get go, an evident sign of how desperate he was to blow his load, heavy balls slapping against your soaked cunt with every thrust. Your head hangs low, blurry eyes squeezing shut as you let him use you — he's so thick that the pressure on your g-spot is relentless, has you gushing even wetter for him.
Long fingers run into your scalp, gripping a handful of your hair to snap your head up, pulling sharply on the crown until you're gasping, "Watch yourself, watch me fuck you." Steve demands.
You open your eyes, catching his own hard ones watching you already through the mirror. You're — well you're a fucking mess. Shining with sweat, cheeks burning hot, mouth hung open. You're covered in bruises and bite marks, all the way down to your tits that bounce with every sharp punch of Steve's hips, nipples pebbled and aching to be touched.
"You look so fucking hot," Steve groans, shoving into you deeper for emphasis, forcing a cry from your lips, "All wrecked on my cock, baby. Like a fuckin' wet dream."
Your cheeks flush even hotter at his words, though your cunt clenches, hips pushing back onto him in response to his filthy mouth.
Steve chokes on a groan, digs his fingers into your waist, "Should see how good you're taking me, honey. Your pussy loves me."
"S'all yours," You whimper, a loud moan ripping from you when he pulls your hair tighter at that, thrusting into you and rolling his hips. The head of his cock presses so deep you swear you feel him in your guts, every ridge and vein prominent.
Your eyes catch his once more through your reflection — his eyelids half-hooded, lips parted in an almost constant string of grunts and groans. The noises do it for you, every single one shooting straight to your core.
"I'm gonna cum, need you to cum first, yeah?" Steve groans, hips pistoning into you as he chases his high, the loud clapping of your wet skin increasing tenfold, "Can I cum in you? Y'gonna let me fill this pussy and claim it? Please?"
"Ohmygod," You whine, eyes squeezing shut as the coil in your tummy snaps, your pussy pulsing and squeezing around Steve as you come, body vibrating with it. The white hot heat coursing through your veins, orgasm ripping through your entire body.
Steve chokes on a groan, pulling your hair even tighter and snapping your neck back, "Oh fuck, you're so fucking tight," he literally whines, and in your hazy state you push your hips back in retaliation, pushing him even deeper, "that's it honey, fuck, fuuuuck—!"
His cock pulses in you when he comes, hot spurts painting your insides as you mewl, whimpering quietly when he grips onto your waist to steady himself. It feels like he comes for ages, filling you up until you feel it drooling from your cunt.
Your body basically goes limp when his fingers stop gripping your hair, instead soothing your stinging scalp. His other hand rubs up your side, fingertips pressing into squishy skin until you're keening into it.
There's momentary silence, until a deep chuckle rumbles from Steve's chest, his spent cock slipping from you and eliciting a pretty gasp from his lips, "You've made quite the mess, honey."
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