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TFP Predaking x Predacon!Female!Reader

A/N: I will eventually write a full scenario for this, but I thought I'd post it for now. If I got Predaking wrong a bit, you can let me know in the comments. It's short, yes, but this is just my idea for a bigger writing piece.

(Y/N) being a smaller predacon allows her to squeeze into small places and better flexibility. She is half the size of Predaking.

In beast form:

But she uses her small size to squeeze herself between Predaking's paws when he is lying down(sort of like a cat when they loaf).

Her small form allowing her to snuggly cuddle next to him, almost not being seen.

Oftentimes, he will wake up to her smaller form draped over his back.

Oftentimes, he has to watch where he sits because he has accidentally in the past sat on her because he hadn't seen her, hearing her squeal which made him quickly move.

However, it works in advantage to him when he's had a bad day, all tired and irritated, and he comes back to his space within the Nemesis where he sees her, his frame draping over hers in a cuddle position, one where he can maneuver her into his paws and close to his chassis while resting his helm near her, acting as a sort of pillow for her.

It also gives him the upper servo when he gets to carry her around by the back of her neck, sort of like how a mother cat carries around her kitten, and he will do this throughout the Nemesis. Whether he's looking for a quiet place or just because he likes how it makes him feel like a provider.

During times when they have to look for relics, he has to keep at least one of his optics on her because he has lost her once or twice while looking for the relic. Half to death scaring himself meanwhile, her smaller form doesn't take as long strides as him. It's worse in terrains where the foliage is dense and multiplied, then he really has to stretch his neck in order to keep track of her.

Nuzzles, and lots of them, with how her small form fits almost perfectly against his, doesn't matter whether he is standing, sitting, or just lying down.

He isn't intimated by her growls or snarls. Her smaller size doesn't leave her room to be so to him. But let any of the other deceptions disrespect her in any way. He is there, basic guard dog privileges, roaring away.

In bot/bipedal form:

Not any different from his beast mode. The only difference is that he doesn't carry her around in this form.

She will still follow him around like a lost lamb, although her height in this form is close to the other bots like Starscream and Knockout.

Doesn't mean she doesn't try to still stay in close contact with him, sticks to him like a tick, and he doesn't have the spark to tear her off of him.

And a very Happy Birthday to Mirio Togata as well!

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez (Party Time version) → BLEACH Brave Souls

SUNEATER TAMAKI

My Hero Academia Season 7: Character Visual

Character: UA's Big 3

I love how whenever you get a mhy comm Honkai's Twitter uses your herrscherofsex tag, so the comments always go "Herrscher of WHAT?!?!?" and descend into chaos.

Thank you for your username's contribution to the community.

hahaha it's always entertaining to me too. honestly never expected for it to become my brand(?) 🥹

sadly it'll likely be the last comm i'll take so mhy won't be able to milk the name anymore

i was bored and wanted to try drawing him sooo (>:D third time drawing him! or… 1st cuz the first two were just doodles?)

trying a little different art style idk

Kinktober Day 20

Kinktober Day 20: Love bites + overstimulation. Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x female reader.

Grimmjow has an animalistic instinct buried deep inside of him. You are the one who makes the instinct come out and you low-key regret it.

Grimmjow's head has been buried in between your thighs, lapping and suck at your pussy for hours. Your sticky cum is dripping down your thighs, on the sheets, and on Grimmjow's puffy lips.

Your ankles are dangling over his shoulders and Grimmjow drags his teeth along your right inner thigh. The feeling of his teeth trailing down your flesh makes you tingle.

Your clit is throbbing and sore. Grimmjow presses his lips to your thigh and sucks on the skin. His teeth dig into your skin and you whimper, squeezing your thighs around his head.

You comb your fingers through his electric blue hair and tug on it. He groans against your flesh, sending vibrations down to your core. His warm tongue swirls over skin and he pulls away.

His sharp eyes meet yours for a moment before dipping his head down to your other thigh. Grimmjow presses soft, wet kisses along your thigh, going lower and lower.

Grimmjow's thick fingers slowly slide in between your folds and you gasp.

"You can take another one, right?" his tone is devious, whispering around your skin and you squirm against his grasp. His eyes glance up at you and you bob your head.

"Good girl," he smirks, nibbling along your inner thigh. His knuckles curl up against your sweet spot and you moan loudly. Every movement of Grimmjow's fingers bring you closer to your release.

It won't take much as you've already orgasmed twice by now. Your thighs are already start to shake and you grip onto Grimmjow, clutching.

Your walls clamp around his thick fingers and he chuckles against your skin, sucking on the flesh. Grimmjow pulls away from your inner thigh with a wet pop and his eyes glisten at the hickey he's left there.

In fact, there's multiple, all along your inner thigh. Some bite marks too where Grimmjow's sharp teeth were digging and tugging on your skin.

Grimmjow's fingers are coated in your cum, fucking it back into your wet pussy.

"A-agh. Grimmjow," you pant out, moaning slipping out of your mouth. He knows that you close and he wants nothing more than to help you get to your release.

He grins widely and swirls his tongue around your sensitive, sore clit. You buck your hips up into his face and cry out with pleasure. Cum flushes out from your walls and splashes the wet bedsheets.

Your warm liquid also shoots onto Grimmjow's fingers and his tongue that's been lapping at your core. Grimmjow's tongue runs over your folds and swallows the sweet juice that's leaking out of your pussy.

He gazes at the marks left on your inner thigh and a proud smile forms across his face.

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