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Okay I have a bone to pick. NO fanfics centered around Laurent from Twilight?! Butā¦heās so hot ?! š
Like I might need to take matters into my own hands and recharge my keyboard to make a oneshot.
i would do anything for 1 chance between flambaeās ass cheeks. Keep me warm please
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Heyyy fellow fags⦠look what I got just for youuu. A Thragg x Male reader ficc
More chapters will come soon. Not smut yet but itāll be soon š
https://archiveofourown.org/works/86560326
Iāll post story chapters on here when I got time
Being a Lobo fanboy is such a win lose situation when heās got sooo much good merch being released but at the same time heās completely overtaking Super Girl as a man⦠I promise I am seeing this movie bc I DO LOVE KARA, SHEāS MY BABY I PLATONICALLY LOVE HER SO MUCH I SWEAR, IM JUST EXITED FOR HIM TOO ON THE SIDE.
Iām bout to start writing again. And I have a wonderfully..awful idea.
Itās gonna be kinky
Edit:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/86560326
Chapter 1 out ;)
Happy valentines day n happy thragg pussy day, it is consuming my every moment, may i have scraps of his beauty in these trying times gator
happy (one day late) valentines day. happy pussy, ass and cock day everypony. ive been blasting my faves with the trans beam lately, ive been turning trans shane hollander in my head like an apple.
On to Thragg.
ThraggĀ is the type of guy who loves to sit on his partnerĀ face,Ā he willĀ rutĀ down on your face like one of those grinding silicone toys. AndĀ itāllĀ feel soĀ good,Ā that he might even break your nose.Ā It'sĀ not on purpose, butĀ ThraggāsĀ a freak, so he finds it hot.Ā Will find it especially hot if you keep licking and kissing, even as your nose keeps gushing blood.Ā
ThraggĀ doesĀ notĀ shave. He is full bush and is proud. Will call you a coward and weakling ifĀ youāreĀ theĀ kindaĀ person who wants their partner to shave. Cuz whatĀ kindaĀ manĀ areĀ you if youĀ canātĀ take some hair?Ā
Sometimes heĀ likes forĀ his partner to just like...Ā submitĀ to him more than usual. Aka, making his partner wear a collar and just wrapping it around his hand, so he can pull them in close and just drownĀ emĀ in his puss. Will makeĀ emĀ eat him out until youĀ literally canātĀ keep going from how bad your jaw hurts. Then he pulls you over his lap and pets you like a dog.Ā
This is reader and Thragg.
Ramble of : Waterboy, Robert, Sonar, and Flambae.
Absolutely no fem readers. Sorry, trans guys need love. Y'all get plenty fanfics.
this is supposed to be a trans male, no bottom surgery done, but growth is there. Top surgery done, but still a mention of "fondling breasts".
Cw: riding, oral, frotting, uh..mirror fucking, size difference, (small) stomach buldging, sonar in his beast bat form, and I think that's it..
Robert holding your thighs open, his mouth sucking on your t-dick, praising you on how big you are in his mouth. He starts off slow. A couple kisses down your stomach as he whispers about how handsome you were. Soft whines escape past your lips, especially as he nears your center. Your hips twitch and he notices. He kisses above your boxer briefs, whispering a small question to take them off. You nod. The moment you're bare for him, his breath hitches. He whispers praises about how perfect you are. How beautiful you look coming undone on him. Oh but when you finish once, he doesn't stop. He kisses your neck, moans slipping out of you as you grip his shoulders. His cock is sliding between you, coating himself in your slick and bumping your cocks together.
Waterboy under you, moaning and whimpering. You're trying to silence him by kissing his lips, making them plump and pink. You're slowly riding him in the janitorial closet, most likely an HR violation, but nothing has been done yet about other issues so..why not, right? He's babbling out praises, looking down at you like you're the one who's on a higher level than him. He looks down further, at his cock disappearing inside you, a soft gasp and hitch of his breath as he looks back up to your face. You're in cloud 9, and he's the cause. His hips buck up, making you cry out. Every praise, everytime you moan his name is just yet another whine yanked from him. Not like it was hard to do it in the first place.
Flambae getting pissed off at your self deprecating words, so he decides to fuck you in front of a mirror. He's mad that you view yourself as any lesser than what you are, a man. He was buried in you, and he would stop moving anytime your eyes closed or you refused to look at yourself. He made you watch as his cock slid in and out of you at a dizzying pace. Your mouth was hung open, his fingers in your mouth as he whispered in your ear about how good you were, about how easily you broke just for him. When his fingers slid out your mouth, covered in your spit, he would jerk you off, watching as the overstimulation made you whimper. He wouldn't stop till you had your own fucked out body in your mind, till you no longer had any self deprecating thoughts. How could you when you didn't even have a thought?
Sonar, I believe, would be begging you to finally show him your body, and it would start off as kissing, his hands slipping your shirt off, seeing your toned breast tissue. His hands fondled them, thumb rolling against your nipples. It wouldn't be until you had straddled his lap with your clothes off that he would turn. It was due to an intense amount of emotion, but you weren't complaining, and honestly? Neither was he. He was so vocal, probably more than you. He moaned out babbles of how perfect you were, how much he's been waiting for this, and how badly he's been wanting you. You didn't pay attention. How can you when his cock is buried deep inside you to cause your stomach to bulge ever so slightly. All you did was lay there and moan, whine and grip at his back fur. When you tugged at it, it made him even more turned on, just making him go faster.
Hi gais, uh thanks a lot for my first post wows. Here's my other..deeply horny ramble, I'm awfully tired so it might be just that..
I wonder if u can use Flambaeās body as a human grill to cook food onā¦
SUPERGIRLāS TRAILER IS DROPPING TODAY
JASON MOMOA YOU BETTER BE IN IT EVEN JUST THE BRIEFEST .02 SECOND CLIP. I HAVE TO SEE LOBO I HAVE TO. WHERE IS MY BIGBACK BULLDOZER BODY BUILT ENTERGLATIC WHITE MISOGYNISTIC MALE MAN
EDIT: HE WAS THEREEEEEE I GOT MY .02 SECONDS OMGG
HI I JUST READ UR HEATING PAD FIC AND I CANT LOG INTO MY AO3 ON MY PHONE + DONT FEEL LIKE GRABBING MY COMPUTER SO I JUST WANTED TO SAY AUGHHHHHHHHHH I LOVED IT SO MUCH !!!! 100000/10 I WISH I HAD A FLAMBAE RN
Aww tyy so muchh!! I saw your repost message with the tags it genuinely warmed my heart lol š
I can so see Flambae crossdressing, but heād be just like that streamer Vlad NCL, (iykyk) and switch up so fast when ppl make him angry. Either way Iād fold the second his voice switches to his normal, or a higher pitched tone of his accent. Iām a fucking goonball. š
Iām rewatching gameplays of Resident Evil Village due to the concept of an AU where Lobo is the male genderbent version of Lady Dimitrescu. Come on. Say you hate the idea. I wanna make an x reader fanfic of this at some point so bad, and make up a background story for Y/N. But itās been way too long since I knew Lady D as a character too.
Edit: 4/9/26 - if I donāt ever make this or if anyoneās jealous of my fanfic idea now, please steal it and tag me so I can read it and idc for credit bc I just want Lobo fanfics š
visual representation of me crawling into the flambae x reader tag every few hours to see if anything new has been posted
What if kissing Flambae was similar to Flame Princess? because I was watching Fiona and Cake earlier, and it make me think about it. If he liked kissing rough he would burn your lips šāāļø
my ita bag is finally done!!! its not perfect but it's perfect to me and im happy and that's all that matters to me :') I love my lobo
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HOLY MOLY TY FOR THE AMOUNT OF LIKES AND REBLOGS
(itās that time of the month š©ø/slight dysphoria) Yeah listen guys, the seasonal depression is hitting hard. But thisāll try to be for everyone pre t or not, but in this story u donāt have bottom surgery. Yk I feel like thatās obvious, congrats if u do got tho! But menstrual cycles are the topic.
You had been really busy on missions today, barely time to rest as much. Normally the extra work is not a problem, since Robert would half the time send you off to non emergencies.
But today, most of the emergencies consisted of fighting villains. Again. Not a problem. But for you, it was a huge inconvenience. You had your period. All day the cramps were consistent, off and on due to running across everywhere at once.
You were paired up with Flambae and got sent out together to take down this really big villian that was spot wrecking things across the town. Everyone else was too busy to take the mission with you, so you got stuck with him.
You usually kept to yourself away from Flambae, out of most of the guys on team Z. Reasoning? Well all the other male dispatch members were cisgendered. You werenāt. It was hard to figure out if you could trust the team, despite realizing everyone was mostly nice and didnāt care.
Reason you didnāt tell certain members before, is just because you werenāt sure what reactions to expect yet. But Chad, you definitely hadnāt been planning to tell him.
He was just really obnoxiously self-centered, and had a lot more pride than you. But in a lot of ways you found traits of him that were likeable, to you at least from observation. But you never thought he would like you as a person.
A few times he would say something to you that sounded like he was trying to be nice, but other times it felt like more of a backhanded compliment, or maybe he thought you would be another person to bully easily. You brushed him off half the time though.
Maybe he knew, that you werenāt a boy. Or just didnāt see you as one, and wanted to take advantage of making you feel crap about it. In the back of your head, you could admit to yourself he was attractive. But Chad was gay. You were a guy, but you knew you wouldnāt ever be one to him. Not one enough for him to like you either, or tolerate you.
You were doing fine while fighting, until you could feel just below your stomach throbbing repetitively. Flambae was shooting fire at the villian until he got swatted away like a bug.
This villian was a some big inhuman made of metal. So it was fire resistant, and it charged straight at you. You dodged, still having adrenaline enough to ignore the stomach pain.
You jumped, throwing yourself at him about to strike him in the back. Until he spun around, punching you right in where it hurt.
You went flying across the air, bouncing off someoneās car and crashing into the road, breaking it. You didnāt have a scratch at all on you. But the cramps in your stomach intensified. The running, the fighting, and getting punched in the stomach made it impossible for you to focus on anything else but the pain.
You pulled yourself up and took off while you were holding your stomach with the other hand. āFuck- that. That was it. Iām done Robert! I quit for today. Iām sorryā You spoke out loud as you left the scene.
Flambae was now fighting the villain that punched you. But when he heard you over the dispatch, ultimately giving up and ditching him in the process.
You brought yourself back immediately to the SDN. You were hunched over and stumbled through the office, your arm was fully holding your stomach.
āY/N, you okay? What happened to you out there?ā Robert was still on his computer and glanced from his screen to you. Normally you wouldnāt quit over something so small or look like you were injured easily.
āI really donāt feel good. Iām sorry. Iāll stay in the building if I feel better again to go back out, but itās too much for me right now, man. Iām sorry. Just let me lay down in the break room for a few.ā
You looked over at him in hopes he could understand and not ask any more. Which Robert nodded in response. āJust take the day off if you need. That was all my fault. Flambae also pulled out just now too, but we got it covered.ā
You changed out of your hero suit, into a t shirt and sweatpants. Once you were at the break room, you went over to the booth chair at the back of the room. Wincing as you bent and laid down, and curling your legs to your aching stomach.
āJust let it pass.ā You kept saying in your head, rubbing below your stomach to try and soothe yourself. But every time you felt the pain become nearly invisible, you felt the stong jab in your stomach. And then everything would ache again.
It only felt like it got worse as the minutes passed. The pain was so unbearable this time than most. The aching sensation spread from your lower stomach, to your lower back, and thighs.
It made everything hurt more than just the soreness from moving across the city. You kept eyes shut tightly, trying to get over the pain and maybe sleep it off.
Your eyes welled up as every muscle you moved, sent shockwaves of pain into your body. You hated it, wishing something would make it stop. Somebody if they physically had the power to do so.
āSo you left me to go nap? Pretty fuckinā dramatic. Get the fuck up.ā Your eyes snapped open again to see Flambae walking towards you glaring. āThe fuck is wrong with you?! Acting like you canāt take a-...punch.ā
He stood right in front of you, where you laid at the edge of the seat. Looking down at you, with one eyebrow raised. He always looks angry to you, so you couldnāt tell if he was still pissed off, or confused now. āā¦-You cryinā man?ā
Staring back up at him, you had heavy tears rolling down your cheeks. So you couldnāt lie about that. You tried to answer, but you hissed instead. Feeling a long sharp pain stabbing you. You hugged your stomach again hard with both arms.
āIt wonāt- stop. Just go away please!ā You raised your voice and rolled onto your other side, facing away from Chad. But then you heard him scoff. āOkay. Stop being a faker. I seen you take harder punches.ā
Faker? Seriously?! While you were in pain.
āNO! I have cramps, and I canāt help it! They keep coming and going, so leave me the fuck alone!ā You shouted, with your head buried into the seat cushion.
You choked back a sob, and groaned out loudly as you clutched your stomach. āI donāt want to feel like this! Itās all the time every fucking month!ā You shut your eyes tightly again. āI tried! I tried to come in and ignore it but nothing I took is helping!ā
The throbbing continued below your stomach like it had its own heartbeat. All the sudden, you felt your own hand being pulled away from your stomach. Only to be replaced with a hand that wasnāt yours. You looked down with tears blurring your eyes, seeing Chadās left hand.
He had his hand laid out flat on your stomach, before slipping it into your pants. You jolted in confusion and quickly turned your body to sit up, only to get pushed to lay back down.
āThey say if men had periods, they would be whining and bitching nonstop. God. They were right.ā He smiled while holding you down with his right hand weighing down on your shoulder, despite only having 3 fingers on that one.
The throbbing vanished when Chad put firm pressure onto your lower stomach with his left hand, as you looked back up to face him with realization.
It was kind of awkward, because he had his hand down your pants. He wasnāt moving any lower or touching you weirdly, but at this point it was so obvious you didnāt have a dick. But he still made sure that his hand wasnāt hot enough to burn you, or set your clothes on fire.
You could feel the heat radiate onto your lower half, on the spot that ached and soothed your pain. He actually was trying to help you feel better, by using heat compression from his own powers. Your gaze softened from relief, realizing that it didnāt matter. In his eyes you really were just like other men to him.
Flambae loomed over your body, staring at where his hand was. Until he looked back at you and leaned in closer to your face. āAre you gonna stop crying for me now, tough guy?ā
You immediately nodded, but you couldnāt stop yourself from sniffling and trying to blink the tears away. He smiled watching you try to stop yourself before he leaned in, lightly pecking you on the lips.
And then it actually hit. You were more than just āother menā to him. Chad actually did like you. Thatās what made you different compared. It had nothing to do with how you were born. He saw you, and he liked you.
The rest of the day you ended up clinging hard onto Flambae, as he was now your human heating pad. He would cuddle and wrap his arms around your stomach as itās cramping.
You forced him to carry you around with your legs wrapped around him too. You betted on that he couldnāt lift you, just to make him do it. His whole body just felt like a warm blanket, that you couldnāt resist it now.
Lol why did I pick this GIF for the thumbnail for the story bro