#orc husband

[thewitchesofart]

Orc - Choose Your Own Adventure

depravity for myself — by Blood_Moon

[rs-hawk]

can you do the chubby orc husband again??? but we are surprising him with pregnancy and he takes care of us? and lots of smut?

Oh we love him 🥰 And I haven't written him in awhile!

Chubby Orc Husband who catches you crying in the bathroom, holding the pregnancy test in your shaking hand.

"What's wrong, beloved?" he asked, crouching in front of you. Only needing one hand to cup both of yours, and the test.

"It's positive," you hiccupped. Hands trembling.

He was nearly vibrating with excitement, but he saw the nervousness on your face, so he tried to swallow his own feelings down. "How do you feel about that?"

"I'm scared," you admitted. Tears finally falling. Every hair on his body stood on edge, but before he could ask what you wanted to do, you looked up at him, smiling shakily, "but at least I get to do this with you."

"You want to keep it?" he asked. Eyes searching your face. You nodded. Immediately he scooped you up into his arms. Laughing warm and heartily. "We're going to have an orcling!"

"You're going to be a Papa!" you laughed, wrapping your arms around his neck. The pee stick dangling from your fingers in a way that made him laugh again.

Of course, after that you aren't allowed to lift a finger. Even if you liked your job before, no. Every time you try to leave, he whined like an abandoned pup. Ears flicked back against his head.

"Beloved, why are you leaving? The stress of work is bad for the orcling. Stay home. Let me take care of you."

"Baby, I need to go to work. We need the money," you chuckled, placing a hand on your stomach.

The implication he couldn't provide for you and his child stung his orc pride. He was a strong orc! He could take care of you!

As a reminder, when you got home from work that night, he scooped you up in his arms. Tossing your legs over his shoulders. Dragging your cunt up to his face to mouth at you through the fabric of your pants.

"Hubby," you mewled. Fingers knotting in his hair to steady yourself while he walked you to the bedroom.

"I can take care of you, beloved. Let me show you," he murmured as he gave a small nip at your cunt. Making you squeal.

As he ate you out, he squatted repeatedly, showing you that he was strong. Not to mention the motion was a dizzying sensation you couldn't have anticipated. After all, for a long bit of it, he was holding you up with one arm so he could strip you of your lower clothing. Discarding your pants and panties so his fat tongue could finally, blissfully, make contact with your bare, swollen flesh. A testament to his strength.

His fat tongue probed at your hole. Teasing it open further. Your eyes crossed. Lips parted slightly.

As you were on the cusp of a blissful falling apart, he stopped. Drawing a furious whimper from your lips.

"Knees hurtin', Wifey. Let me sit down," he huffed out a chuckle as he settled on the bed. Back to the headboard to adjust himself.

Another groan passed your lips but luckily, he dragged down his sweat pants to free his cock. Already dripping precum. Throbbing and pulsing. Your cunt was drooling almost as much as your lips at the sight of it. Nestling you onto his cock, he bounced you lazily. Not letting you do any work.

His large hands wrapped around your waist, guiding you up and down as he bucked his hips up into you. Leaning you forward slightly so you could rest against his soft, chubby stomach as he stretched your sloppy cunt. Sure, you missed how rough he could be, but he would never do anything to hurt his little bundle of love growing inside your delicate body. You'd have to wait until you had the baby, and healed, before he would ruin you again.

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orc husband loves how you smile when you ride (100+)

orc husband spends every spare hour making a saddle for his luscious little human wife to ride the horses bred for orc-sized riders. because he wants her to be able ride more often, and keep that radiant smile on her face.

'beautiful hips,' he said as he spanked her, 'but you'll never be steady in an orc saddle.'

frustration flickered his brow. He'd been a leatherworker before, but not so refined. It would take time. So he gave an hour a day for months. Even cutting out of work early, and still making it home to her before dark.

Every day, he worked the leather he'd bartered for to make the seat match his wife's perfect dimensions. He added the horn, carved the anniversary of your wedding on the stirrups, and paid the neighborhood pixies to weave a beautiful saddle pad, embroidered with stars and wisteria. And because he couldn't help himself, stitched in the corner where it would show as she rode, it read "Mrs.

(Orc Husband)."

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i personally love orc husband and he will return in more imagines orc husband drabble himbo orc pt 1 and pt 2 himbo orc x chubby!fem reader drabble

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[babyitsme]

The Perfect Date

Orc blacksmith x Human reader

pure fluff!!!

1 , 2

This orc blacksmith believes you have to finish how you started, he will continue to court you and shower you in affection well within the marriage.

At the end of every week he brings you home a trinket made in the forge with his scrap metals. It started with these cute little animal figurines, as of late its metal flowers, you were beginning to form your own everlasting bouquet of his work.

Until one day he doesn't bring you one...

You'd become a little spoiled, so when you didn't see your gift you were a bit put out about it, "where's my flower?," you demand before he even gets his cloak off. He laughed that loud rumble he only gives to you before bringing his large thumb up to rub at the frown line between your brows, then he kissed it gently. To your excitement he pulls a small bouquet of real flowers from behind his back.

He's all soft smiles when he tells you to dress warm you're going out.

While you'd typically walk through the orc village, this evening he insisted you take the horse, claiming he didn't want you to get too cold on the walk to your surprise destination. You couldn’t complain when you got to sit between his thick warm thighs.

He simply laughs and kisses the top of your head at your persistent questioning. First, he had you stay put as he went into the tavern. He came out a little while later with a basket of steaming goods and two water canteens. Then he led you onto an unkept dirt path leading into the forest behind villagers homes.

Tall trees void of leaves and draped in snow surrounded you and kissed in the middle, giving the path a storybook feel. After a while the trees parted completely, leaving you breathless as you looked out at the large clearing you’d entered. It was completely snow covered and surrounded by trees, in the distance there was a mountain looming and pulling the scene together.

He pulled the horse to a stop and tied her to a tree, unloading the basket and a set of rolled blankets. Taking your hand he walked you to the middle of the clearing and laid the multiple thick blankets down, spreading the food out as he settled down, a small smile pulling up at the corners of his lips at your adoring expression.

“Are you happy my love?” He said, hand held out waiting for you to sit beside him. Instead of letting him help you sit on the blanket you crawled right in his lap. 

“I’ve never been happier.”

You both ate in Companionable silence, content to take in the scenery and cuddle together against the cold as you watched the sun set behind the distant mountain.

You were full of delicious food and under a clear night sky in your lovers lap, thinking the day couldn’t get any better. Until you saw little twinkles of light flickering in the distance, gasping you sat up and pointed at the lights, “What’s that?” Your orc pulls you back to his chest 

“The fairies are migrating for the winter.” Soon the clearing was covered in little sparkling bits of light speeding by, it was amazing, like little fallen stars.

Once they had passed through and he’d situated you back on the horse, you smiled and whispered to him with nothing but love in your eyes and heart “you are making everyday my best day.” His smile turned so large and lovely before he kissed you firmly on the mouth.

“Let’s go home my love”.



[just-some-trans-nobody]

I'm going insane trying to find this fanfic that was about the reader coming across this cabin on a cliff side over looking the ocean with a kind orc living inside it. The orc was married to this selkie who absolutely hated the reader because they were human and hated that his husband was starting to fall for the reader. What he hated the most was he was starting to fall for the reader too.

I cannot find it again and I so badly want to read it. Does anyone know what writing I'm talking about is and can point me in the right direction?

[monstersflashlight]

@madam8 answering this one from the mother account. It took me a while to get to this request because it’s basically already written, I had to really think it thru to get something that wasn’t just replicating your words, hope you like it, I tried my best.

The price of war

Orc x witch fem!reader || tooth-rooting fluff, hurt/comfort

You hated it.

You hated every single second of it.

You hated that you were forced to use your magic against them, that you had to watch them frozen in place and be slaughtered by your actions because of your power… And because an ungrateful king that couldn’t even wipe his ass clean if he tried. He asked and asked, threatening your family when you didn’t give up on his inquiries about your powers, and you had to.

You had to play your part in the war if you didn’t want your family to hurt, if you didn’t want all of them dead. But at the end of the day, you were the one losing either way. You could kill your family, or you could kill dozens of innocent orcs that were fighting a war they didn’t ask to fight. All because of your king’s incompetence, and their king’s ego.

You hated it.

You thought about running away, it felt like a good idea after the king made you watch how they carried unsuspecting frozen orcs to the camp they built just for this, to make the killing easier… He made you stand there as the human soldiers rejoiced in the slaughter of others.

Until you couldn’t hold it anymore.

Until you couldn’t help yourself as you turned around and faced the man whose fault all this was, the man-baby whose hunger for power killed thousands of humans and monsters… And you froze him.

The second his face contorted into one of pain and anger, you knew you did the right thing, all his soldiers staring at you in fear and shock, probably too scared to say anything. You dismissed them all, bloodstained and pathetic as they ran for their lives out of the slaughtering camp.

Most of the orcs there were already dead, their bodies thrown into a pile that you knew would be burned later. They were all dead because of you… But when you walked to them, you saw there was one who the soldiers hadn’t gotten to.

One of them was still frozen in place, his face contorted in fear and still as an ice cube. You approached him slowly, your body sluggish as you stepped over dried blood and substances you didn’t even want to know what they were.

You stood over his frozen body and stared at him, his clothes stained with his friends and brother’s blood, because of you… You couldn’t hold back the tears even if you wanted to. You couldn’t hold back your sobs even if you wanted to.

Right there, between the consequences of war and the greed of men, you fell to your knees and cradled an orc’s head to your chest, tracing his green features with utmost respect and adoration. He felt like the last ray of hope you could cling to, and with a tiny smile, you decided you’d made good by him, you’d make good for everyone who participated willingly in this war.

It took days for him to regain his full body, days in which you nursed him back to normality little by little. At first he was scared of you, but he slowly warmed to you. Which only opened the floodgates of his affection for you. He was insatiable from that point on, his hands always on you one way or another, his body pressed close and his touch starved emotions hugging your very soul.

And it took you months, but you stopped the war and imprisoned everyone who participated in it willingly; the men and orcs involved were locked away as your new realm flourished with a new treaty. After freezing the orc’s king, the orc queen was more than happy to negotiate away from the egoistical men.

You didn’t know if you’d be a good queen, but it wasn’t hard to be better than those who preceded you. But when you got back to your tiny cottage, after declining living in the castle, your orc husband was already preparing tea for you, offering you a cup as he pulled you to his lap and sniffed the uncertainty away.

[creamsiclethighs]

I'm imagining an orc boyfriend/husband that, after you two are married, is ecstatic when you tell him how much family-time means to you. You tell him about your own family; getting together once a week for family dinners, making time to see each your parents, "sibling day" where you and your siblings hang out. He makes an effort to encourage those things with you and the kids. I imagine he'd be confused about family vacations, but would like to try one. Like, you all go to a neighboring city or some fancy woodland spot where the only thing on the agenda is to be with your family. And showing off his big, happy family would boost his ego. Family-oriented orcs are hot

[davinawritings]

Learning To Fight

Pairing: Orc X Reader

Imagine telling your Orc warrior boyfriend that you want to learn how to fight. He is one hundred percent on board and ecstatic that you want to learn. He decides that he will be your personal teacher. He says it so he can closely monitor your progress, but you know at least part of it is because he doesn’t want to let any other male have his hands on you.

Weeks of training go by, and you can feel yourself getting better and stronger. You know your Orc holds back, pushing you enough to challenge you but not enough to actually hurt you. You always try to keep it pretty professional and focused on the training, but it gets so hard when he keeps praising you and telling you how good you’re doing.

One day, you managed to get his axe out of his hand, and he said, “Good girl”. You almost melted on the spot and probably would have if he hadn’t gone in for the attack again. More than once you’ve felt his hard cock pressed against your body as you fight, though he’s always managed to keep his face neutral and stayed focused on teaching you.  

It’s months into your training when you finally beat him, or at least get him on his ass considering he could have easily thrown you off of him and pinned you to the ground. Nevertheless, he praises you from where he lies beneath you. You sit on his lower abdomen, one hand grasping his shoulder to balance yourself, as the other holds a blade to his throat. He smiles pridefully at your figure above him, and you watch his eyes darken.

Before you realize it, he moves, one of his hands knocking the blade from your grip, as the other starts tearing the clothes from your lower half. In less than a minute he has you split open on his cock, your wetness allowing him to rut in you hard and fast. Moans and grunts fill the air and your upper body collapses onto his chest, unable to eep yourself upright while he fucks you so well. 

His thick arms wrap around you, keeping you pinned to his chest and unable to move. You cry out as his thrust picks up speed, his cock stretching you so good and hitting all the right places.  Your pussy starts fluttering with the start of your orgasm and he groans at the feeling. Swears leave both your mouths as you cum with each other, riding wave after wave of pure pleasure. You lay upon his thick chest, unable to move with his arms still pinning you in place.

“Everytime you beat me in a fight like a good girl, I’m gonna make you cum on my cock.”, he says. You wiggle your hips, enjoying the approving groan you receive in return. You will most definitely be working your ass off to beat him each time if this is your reward.