#Snug Pants

[warpedwings]

Misha Collins - Rear View Appreciation

Part Two Part Three

#misha collins #rear view #broad shoulders #he has a unique assortment of both loose and snug fitting pants #though i appreciate the ones that accentuate his butt and thighs more than the loose ones #love the plaid pants from the 'Dandelions' exhibit #i feel like i should be embarrassed by this post yet i am not

[zootopiathingz]

Your girl is cooking🔥

#hazbin hotel #cosplay in progress #alastor cosplay #it’s a lil snug unfortunately #I bought the biggest size (and I’m p sure it’s a men’s costume too😭😭😭) #the mf pants were a let down so I resorted to black jeans #sadly I don’t have time to return it and buy a new one cuz I’ve got a con next weekend and it will take forever to ship #sooo a bitch has to just work w/ what she’s got ig #lady luxo cosplays

[britneyshakespeare]

Dresses that are nice but they're only made to fit you if you're 5'5 T____T

#tried on THE CUTEST dress in a medium but the waist was too high up and the skirt wasnt long enough #tried a large then and the waist was too big and the skirt STILL wasnt long enough!! #its the kind of style of dress that's supposed to cover like half your knees. and it didnt. blah #always the cutest dresses that are like long flowy and psychedelic that i like are like that #i did get a nice little green velvet victorian/swingin sixties jacket oh it was SUCH a success tho #i always have good luck with tops but dresses. ugh #i can only wear MINI dresses. bc a mini skirt is supposed to be short on you no matter what #medium-length dresses i have the worst luck with. im not even that tall im 5'7. #tales from diana #there's something weird about the black jeans from old navy #i bought two pairs of jeans at old navy in march of last year. the flare jeans are a size 4 and fit amazing #theyre like stretchy but not cheap and extremely comfy. theyre a typical denim blue #then i also got a straight-leg pair of black jeans. the black jean material is just not right anymore. it's extremely stiff #i know old navy mustve changed their sizes bc i have pants from them that are 5-10 years old (since i stopped growing) #and theyre all different sizes. like. i have old navy pants that are a snug 12 or a loose 4. but it was at least consistent at the time #i was trying on black flare jeans and i had to get an 8. i went in wearing THE SAME jeans i bought back in march #same CUT and everything. and even tho im tall the pants are still longer than what im used to #(im also used to my jeans being somewhat short on me) (so i dont mind it) (its more like they just cover the top of my foot) #the waist. bc i got two sizes up (old navy doesnt do odd number sizes for some reason). it like goes WAY up my waist #tho i dont mind that. im glad we're living in a high-waisted bootcut era. GRATEFUL #but still yeah. #the black jean fabric is just so stiff it's harder to squeeze yourself into even if it fits in the other color denim. u needa size up. #i went shopping w my friend (and kaily) (and our mom) (and then we went out to lunch after) bc i wanted to get her some pants #she's like 5'2 and all the pants were too long on her i felt bad. i bought her some sweaters and shoes #the sweaters were clearance only $6 i was like oh i have no problem getting those for u #still i felt bad bc they didnt have petite sizes in that store. like when she asked they were like 'no only if someone returns' #some other time we'll go to marshall's or tjmaxx >:F

[soldier-poet-king]

I CANT FIND THE NATURE INSPIRED CLOTHING BRANDS POST THAT WAS GOING AROUND

Besties I am begging for ur assistance 💕

#i need work clothes that dont make me want to die and also #bonus points for mant are cut in a gender neutral way that is flattering to my shape AND i like #(fitted blouses can go to hell. as far as im concerned) #i keep saying i need to go thrift shopping and then i keep not doing that #i am SO tired but maybe this weekend??? #problem is. i cannot get there without car. if i take car my mother will want to come #i cannot go look at ugly patterned mens button ups with my mother #she does not believe in clothing being gender neutral #MAAM IT IS LITERALLY JUST FABRIC. AND WOMENS CLOTHES SUCK ASS #from like. a cut and fit perspective. from the SHEEREST material known to man perspective. im #KILL MEEEEEEEE i just want to wear warm earth tones #i also need khakis or adjacent #my only pair of cream pants are so snug which is fine then #but i am on an anti tight clothes crusade. i am no longer forcing myself to be miserable in tight clothing #LOOSE CUTS OR BUST. #which means my pant options for women are uh. difficult. when youre shirt w wide hips and hate hate hate snug pants

[lecliss]

Intensely studying Vincent's dirge model and I don't understand his anatomy. His waist is so small and his hips wide and I can't tell if it's just because his pants are baggy and also why is the model's pelvis basically the same as a barbie doll and why are his pants scrunched up so tightly under his crotch???? Like why is he modeled like this??? I don't understand!!!

#i bet the way his legs move are just cuz 2005 ps2 animations but still WHY are his pants so snug UNDER the crotch??? WHY???? #THEYRE SO BAGGY EVERYWHERE ELSE!!!! I KNOW I KNOW PS2 ANIMATIONS BUT LIKE. THEY COULDNT MODEL IT BETTER???? #like genuinely his pants are so tight under there despite how baggy they are even with the pants his thighs dont touch!!! #ALSO HE STILL HAS THE SMALL WAIST WIDE HIPS IN REBIRTH TOO!!! CAN WE TALK ABOUT THAT???? #I CANT TELL IF HIS WAIST LOOKS SO SMALL CUZ OF THE BELTS OR NOT!!! #personal

[bixy]

all of my workout clothes are getting so baggy

#these used to be pretty snug #it’s funny tho bc I think I got down a pants size but my weight is still exactly the same bc I’ve been building muscle #personal #me #progress #can’t wait till my arms are more defined tho #sorry I’m def turning into a gym person #if no serotonin self made is fine

[hipstercabbage]

not a big shirt little pants gay nor a little shirt big pants gay but a secret third thing: big shirt big pants gay

#I can't do small clothing lmao #I need my shirts one size too big and my pants bootcut or flare #I don't mind a little snugness in my thighs though tbh #and my pants need to be high rise I'm sorry I cannot do anything low #I also HATE skinny jeans #I hate the way they feel and also I can't even fit into most #the blessing and curse of my hips and thighs #I usually wear a large in shirts so when I feel a shirt would be at its best as a big shirt #I opt for an xl instead

[katbrando]

literally so unwell .. thinking abt deebo bulge

#what is wrong with me UIFNODOSIUGHKLFDSGFD #i want him to wear jeans so snug that .. well............. y'know #godddd to palm his cock over his pants and then lower them and stuff my nose against him and INHALE #i need to get this zine fic done so i can write smut i stg

[lokh]

god clothing sizes are weird. based on my measurements i SHOULD be an aus 12 but no matter what it always ends up  being too loose and i have to go for a 10

#which is sometimes Just a bit snug but like. clearly fits better #i said no matter what but thats not strictly true. if its something tight in the sleeves THEN we have problems #the size thing is true about mens clothes too tbh at least for the pants #should be a 32 but end up at 30 #th shirts..... always xs LMAO but if its tight small is ok too

[fairy-angel222]

𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

He’s so cocky at first, smirking when you bottom down on his length. “Think you can handle it baby? Take your time if you need to kay? I know it might be too much f’ you.” He chuckles.

You raise a brow in amusement. “Oh i can handle it baby, can you?” Was what you’d first said. And that question hadn’t changed since.

His lips parted in breathy groans and heavy breathing as his hands find your waist. Lips red and swollen from biting them as his eyes looked up at you almost pleadingly. “F-fuck baby.. you’re— shit, going so f-fast. Wanna slow d-down hmm?”

You smile widely, back arching as you lean down to kiss his jaw softly. Giving a false hum in thought. “Mmm.. you can take it.” He lets out the most cry like moan, head falling back into his pillow as his hips jerk upwards. Body trembling lightly when his eyes met yours.

“Shit— please baby. You d-don’t know how fucking- haah.. how fucking tight she’s grippin’ me right now.” He was referring to the way your snug walls stroked up and down his length with every harsh bounce of your hips. “I’m gonna— o-oh fuck, gonna cum again.”

You couldn’t help but giggle at the crack in his voice. Your head tilted to the side as you coo teasingly. “Yeah? Gonna be a good boy n cum f’ me baby?”

He chuckles shakily, chest rising and falling at a rapid pace as his cock twitches inside you. “God i fucking love you— ahh, even when you’re milking my cock like you hate m-me.” His senses were heightened, ears picking up the every squelch on your sopping pussy and his cock feeling every ridge of your gummy walls.

He lost it when you began rolling your hips sensually. Your thighs sticking to his at the mere amount of slick that joined you two. Your wetness and his cum seeping between your folds and down his girth, turning your skilled movements sloppy as you rut your hips.

You brought a hand to his face, using your nail to brush his hair off of his sweaty forehead. “C’ mon.. let it all out.” You smiled sweetly, eyes holding a dark glint when his eyes turn teary. Small beads of water pooling at his lids before he’s crying out your name.

Overly sensitive cock aching as he spills yet another load into you. Pumping the thick white substance till you’re pumped full. The rest of the substance spurting back onto him at the lack of space.

You let out a moan, “Wow baby- there’s so much. Might.. might just be your biggest load yet.” You were getting tired, but you’d never let him know that. You swear you hear him whimper when you capture his lips with yours slowly beginning to rock your hips again.

“Shit— don’t think- d-don’t think i can give you any more baby. Feels like my cock’s gonna f-fall off.” He panted, trying to keep himself together when he felt you jerking him off with your smug walls again. A small tremble raking through his body each time your ass landed back down.

His hand left your waist to cover his reddening face. Unable to hide the cherry shade of his ears and neck as he whimpered yet again. Choking out a string of moans with tears staining his cheeks when you shush him gently, “‘S only one more baby, give me one more.”

You were the only one with the ability to truly break Satoru if you tried.

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[pranjal0199]

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[novulen]

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ : What happens when you almost get caught in the act by your son? Whatever it is, Satoru is unfazed & too pussywhipped to care.

ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛꜱ/ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ : 18+ (mdni), riding position, mentions of overstimulating, (princess/ baby) used to adress reader, cock-blocking, fem!reader.

“He’s finally asleep.” Satorou huffs out, tiredly, trudging to his respective side of the bed and immediately tossing himself onto the mattress beside you. You can’t help but softly giggle when he does such dramatic things, acting as if your son had tormented him—though your sweet boy would never do such things.

“C’mere.” he murmurs mindlessly to you, reaching out a long arm before you can even process what he’s said and pulling your form flush to his chest.

His sultry tone already tells you what he wants.

“‘Toru…are you sure he’s sleeping?” you mumble under your breath, scooting closer to your lover and placing a hand worryingly to his cheek. Recollections of the last time Satorou’s antics had almost occurred to your toddler catching you both in the act flood your mind, and you want to do everything in your power to keep that from happening again. But, Satoru, on the other hand, doesn’t seem worried about the circumstances.

“I’m sure, baby,” he promises, almost too quickly. Although you’ve always been one to take him for his word, as unethical as that may sound, and you hesitantly nod in response.

Satoru raises an eyebrow for a second, noticing the uncertainty laced within your eyes.

“We don’t have to, y’know.”

“No—I want to.”

You mask your worry with a honeyed smile, and lean into his lips. It’s almost instinct with the way his body moves to close the gap between your lips, his soft ones colliding messily to yours not a second later.

Satoru moans into the kiss, having found pleasure without even entering you yet. His big hands slide down your torso, lifting you effortlessly on top of him in the process, and find purchase on your hips.

“Mhm, ��d you lock the door?” you whisper into the kiss, opening your eyes only to find a totally blissed-out Satoru. But, he merely hums, continuing to move his lips unfazed and too deep in the kiss to stop.

The dim light your bedroom lamp provides casts onto your lovers face, giving him a warm, loving glow that —though has quite the opposite effect of warm, and loving—causes your cunt to throb.

“Need to be inside you, princess,” he groans, only pulling away to fill his lungs with the breath you’ve stolen from him, pupils blown wide. And when he’s done, without another word, he’s kissing you again.

Soon enough, with the way he’s grinding his already half-hard cock against your clothed pussy, and the manner in which he’s smothering his lips against yours, you forget what you’d earlier asked.

He, in fact, did not lock the door.

“So fucking needy for you,” he murmurs underneath his breath, softly clamping his teeth down on your lower lip as he pulls back. Satoru takes in the sight before him; you, lips rosy, swollen, and agape, on top of him with nothing but some skimpy sleep shorts and a crop top—it’s almost too good of a sight to behold, he thinks.

“Need you too,”

Your hands are quick to find the hem of his grey sweats, tugging his boxers down alongside his pants just enough for his cock to spring up.

The leaky, pink tip releases a droplet of pre-cum, and your eyes watch attentively as it slides down his sturdy, tan base.

With just one touch, Satoru’s already thrusting up into your hands. “S-shit, don’t do this t’me. Just put it in.” he breaths, azure, blue eyes boring into yours with a stare like never before. It’s compelling in a way, and you find yourself sliding your shorts and panties aside as you position yourself over his shaft.

Rough hands smoothing over your ass, he pushes you down onto the head.

You moan deliciously, your palms flat against his chest once he's fully in. And as much as you'd love to tell him how good this all feels, how he's so deep and snug inside you, all that comes out is a choked cry of his name.

"Shh, y'don't have to say anything, I know it feels good," he hums, wearing a smug grin on his face—knowing he's the one that's got you a babbling mess—cocky as ever. "Just keep riding—fuck, just like that."

You're soon bouncing on his cock, a stream of fat tears rolling down your cheeks, and throat too sore to do anything but whimper.

"Satoru, baby.." you whine, throwing your head back in utter bliss.

"Yeah, princess?"

"You're so deep..."

And Satoru's never felt compelled to outdo himself more than he does now, the thoughts of overstimulating you swarming his head more than he'd like to admit. He groans at your words, and only wants to push himself deeper—deeper until you're crying out his name.

Satoru, Satoru, Satoru...

...But, you're whispering.

"Satoru!" you whisper-shout, finally snapping the frenzied man out of his trance. Both your heads whip to the door, and a panicked-silence falls over the bedroom.

Your heart races as you hear the pitter-patter of small feet stop right in front of the bedroom. “Mama?” your toddler calls out, thankfully knocking on the door before he lets himself in. You’re more than glad he didn’t take after his father when it came to manners.

“I’ll be right there, sweetie!…don’t come in, ok?” And you’re making quick work of tying your silk robe around yourself, though, not much to your surprise, Satoru simply covers himself and watches things unfold.

“Ok..” you cringe at the confusion laced within his cute voice, making your way to the door. “I need to go the bathroom, hurry, mama.”

Your eyebrows bunch together. “You used to go to the bathroom all by yourself, honey, what happened?”

“Papa told me the boogeymen would come get me if i went alone.”

You shoot a deadly clear at Satoru, who happens to be coincidentally ‘sleeping’ at the moment.

But the moment you arrive back, having tucked your son into bed properly this time, he’s awake.

“Baby, I can explain.”

Could he really, though?

Your eyes roll in annoyance, and you get into bed with your robe on, giving him the hint that what had taken place before would not continue.

You face away from him, reveling in the way he’s straight after you, a hand already on your hip.

“So…can we?” he trails off as his hand snakes down, and you feel as if you can see the pout on his face when you push him away.

“No more pussy for you, boogeyman.”

#𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐒࿔*:･ #this is so silly #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk s2 #jjk x reader #jjk satoru #jjk gojo #jjk x you #jjk fluff #jjk smut #jjk fic #jjk headcanons #jujutsu satoru #gojo saturo #gojou satoru x reader #jujutsu kaisen satoru #satoru gojo #satoru smut #gojo smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #gojou satoru x you #gojo x reader #gojo satorou #gojo satoru headcanons #gojou satoru x y/n #satoru x reader #satoru x you

[shotmrmiller]

I like to think that Simon has no game. He's large, he's unapproachable, his stare alone scares away the women. Which was totally fine, until one day, he saw you as Johnny's screensaver on his phone. He was entranced, mesmerized. He's seen more than enough beautiful women on the orange youtube (his hand being his only source of relief for years) but there was something different about you. Maybe it was the tender smile you had on your face, or maybe it was how you glowed with happiness.

Or your eyes. Your eyes twinkled with affection, you looked at the camera with love. Love. That's it.

He can't remember the last time someone aimed a fond look his way. And whenever he stares at your photo, it looks like you're lovingly gazing back at him— and it gets him fucking hard.

Johnny once left his phone behind, for whatever reason, and Simon waited a solid minute, (60) seconds, before he picked it up, and took out his own phone to take a picture of you.

Simon wanked himself raw that night, his thick cum splattering over his screen, over your face. His refractory period that night was nonexistent.

And when Johnny one day was on the phone with you? When Johnny said, "Simon's here too, hen. Say hello." The way your melodic voice said his name? His cock was achingly hard within seconds, and he shifted around uncomfortably, willing for it to disappear.

It didn't. Simon walked with a wide gait, legs stiff, straight to the nearest bathroom and took himself in his hand. He gripped his long, thick length tight, and when he closed his eyes, he squeezed even harder, almost painfully. His tip was an angry red, from how tight he held himself, and that's how snug he imagined your undoubtedly pretty pussy would be around him.

He had to clench his jaw— grit his teeth hard, to keep the pathetic whimpers from escaping. Simon leaked pre-cum like a juvenile, stringy like egg whites, all over his knuckles and he hadn't even started pumping yet.

When someone knocked on the door, the snarl he let out was feral, a "Fuck off" so nasty, no one disturbed him again until he came with his head tilted back, and the vision of you riding him behind his closed eyes.

And then in the comfort of his own quarters, he pulled up your picture again— a blurry, too zoomed-in photo of a photo, and rut into one of his pillows, again imagining it was you. He thought of you on your back, legs open invitingly and waiting for him to fill you. He imagined the delicious moans you'd breathe out in his ear, your nails digging into the expanse of his broad, scarred back. He imagined your walls fluttering around him, the tell-tale sign of your upcoming climax, and you'd squeeze him so bloody tight when you finally did come, he'd move to pull out because there's no way he's not finishing with you. But you, you'd wrap your legs around his waist, and cross your ankles— effectively keeping him inside of you.

He'd cum on the spot, because you were effectively giving him your permission to finish inside. You'd rhythmically clench your walls to milk him dry, to take all of his seed.

And when his warped, fucked mind imagined you whispering an 'I love you' on his lips, he actually came, and he whimpered.

Simon's hips stuttered as his cock twitched and spasmed, spurting thick globs of cum all over his pillow, his bed. His breath came in shaky pants, his heart slamming against his ribcage.

After he stopped shaking, and was able to move his limbs, he cleaned his mess up shamefully, the post-nut clarity hitting hard, and as he switched bedsheets, he saw his phone light up with a notification.

Bonnie just sent this picture. Doesn't she look cute?

It was you holding a cup of iced coffee, and what stood out to him the most was your brightly colored nails.

He touched himself to the thought of those manicured hands wrapped around his cock, as you took him in your mouth 10 minutes later.

this was my inspo for this simon

@pieckyghost i really only have porn on my mind :( pussy on my mind, tighter than a headband.

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[luveline]

i NEED anything with glasses reid or munch reid i’m literally frothing at the mouth 🙏

ty for ur request :D fem!reader

"Emily," you say weakly. "What is that?" 

Emily looks up from her desk, clearly desperate for a distraction, the lip of her coffee mug against painted lips. "What's what?" 

"That." You point. You feel sick to your stomach. "That right there." 

"Oh," Emily says happily. "You finally noticed. Yeah, Spence forgot to renew his contact prescription. He has to wear glasses for two weeks." 

Spencer stands by the photocopier with a perturbed frown, clicking a button, then another. His brow is furrowed and his hair is falling into his eyes. He has the stupidest, dorkiest, prettiest face, and practically every expression he makes has you weak in the knees.

"That long?" you ask. 

Derek looks up in concern at your pained tone, following the line of your eyes. When he realises what it is that's hurt you so, he skirts around the desk to shake your shoulder. "You could always tell him how you feel. I'm sure he'd keep the lenses forever if he knew you liked them." 

"I don't like them," you say. You sound faraway to your own ears. You hate them. They're gonna be your demise. 

Spencer runs a fingertip across the photocopier's screen, in his own world as the machine finally begins to chug out whatever it is he'd been wanting a duplicate of. The frames of his glasses sit snug on his nose. You can tell from even this distance that the lenses make his eyes look a tiny bit smaller. You could probably point out a misplaced freckle if he asked you to.

"Don't be cruel, he looks cute," Emily teases. 

Spencer collects his papers, shuffling them into a straight line as he makes his way back to the bullpen. You pretend to take interest in Emily's things. She sips her coffee too nonchalantly. Derek doesn't even bother pretending. 

"What?" Spencer asks, swift to spot your suspicious behaviours. "Is it the glasses?" 

You wince. "Of course not. You look… you look really nice, Spence." 

"You know he used to wear 'em every day?" Derek asks.

You would've died. "Before I joined?" 

"For a few years," Spencer says, looking you over. "You're unhappy. Is something wrong?" 

He looks to Derek and Emily for confirmation. Emily stutters for an answer while Derek laughs in the background, "She– you know. She just– She missed breakfast!" 

Spencer pushes his glasses up his nose by the leg and drops his copies onto the desk. "I have dried apricot in my bag. Two seconds." 

He bends over his chair to retrieve his bag from under the desk. Your eyes blow wide at his position, the sudden demonstration of well-fitted pants. Derek's laugh echoes up to the eaves. 

"And he has that twenty four seven," Emily says against the rim of her coffee. 

You scrunch your eyes closed and tilt your head back. After a few seconds, a hand touches your elbow gently, a hesitance that comes with only one member of the BAU. "You okay?" Spencer asks. 

"I'm okay. Headache," you lie. 

Spencer presses the apricot into your hands. "Maybe you should see an optician. You know they can tell if you have a brain tumour from one photo of your sclera?" He smiles morbidly, his glasses slipping down his nose. "They measure the size of your optic disk. It takes less than a minute. I can give you the name of my doctor, if you want. She's nice. Not as nice as you." 

Your throat is so dry you can't form words to answer him. He doesn't judge your rigid nodding. 

"I'll write down the number for you. And, Y/N?" 

"Yeah?" you choke out. 

"You look really nice today, too." 

Emily has to kick you in the leg to bring you back to earth. Stupid Spencer. Stupid lovely glasses. 

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