#fat gum x chubby! reader

[mugeesworld]

Fatgum with a chubby partner head cannons!

Hi!!!! Finally had time to write some!! I've been getting back into MHA. I stop watching it when the fandom got weird but started watching again recently. Even tho I remember most of it. I started from the very start lol. So I apologize if this isn't accurate or something.

Female y/n

NSFW

Not proof read

Lordddddd. This man. He likes em thick. He likes em plus size. Can't tell me different. You literally can't.

He just loves his chubby s/o. Like LOVES. Like everytime he sees you it's like he is seeing you for the first time. He stares at you with those big eyes so full of love. He just wants to hold you😩

The way he could literally man handle you too. Likeeeeee. If you like being pickup or like size difference. Then this is the guy for ya. Doesn't matter your weight. 150-600? Doesn't matter. No matter your weight! He can literally throw you around like a bean bag.

He is STRONG. BEEFY. So he can take it. PUT IT ON HIM. He loves holding you. Everywhere! Doesn't care where. He loves it. Even in public. He don't care. He loves having you in his arms.

If you're just side kick or partner then you are always taken care of. Every 5 mins he is checking on you. Be careful though with how Honest you are. Cause if you say something as simple as "my feet hurt" you will immediately be placed on his shoulders or be held up just by his arm. Bros hand is so big you could just sit on his hand like it's a chair.

Be prepared for how embarrassing it's gonna be when he throws you over his shoulder cause he doesn't want your feet to hurt💀 he is SO dramatic. Always making excuses to why he should hold you. "Well if you're on my shoulders you can scout ahead to see if theirs any villains." he will make up the most bull shit excuse just to have you closer to him. Cause he loves having you close and feeling your body against him.

He also secretly likes the idea that everyone around y'all knows y'all have something going on. He definitely loves showing you off and flexing his beautiful girl friend. Definitely thinking some dumb crap in his head like. "Yeah that's right! The hero ***** is my girlfriend! How about them apples!" like he is just so proud and so honored to have you as a girlfriend. He can't get over it.

When ever you're talking to fans and he can tell they are being flirty he will just scoop you up and say. "Uh oh! Sorry guys we have to go! New villain just appeared!" and just zoom off😭💀

He knows you are a hero and he knows you can handle yourself but having you as a side kick to some getting used to. Whenever you would get a scrape or the smallest cut he would panic like you are dying. Cause usually he takes his time when fighting to think of a strategy of how to not cause as much damage or how to control his quirk the best but as soon a he sees you get the smallest of cuts....... Oh that villian better pray!

In one hit he will just absolutely destroy them. Cause how dare they hurt you. He has his quirk under great control but when you get hurt. If it makes him mad enough. No matter the strength of the villain he will put everything into on big ass punch cause it made him so mad.

And he's such a sweet guy. Very kind and caring. Literally one of the last people to get angry. But when it comes to you? Lord...... It can go 1 to 1000 real quick. Ever since you became his side kick it sorta made him stronger in a way. Having you around lights a fire under him. Everything he do is always too of his game. Cause he not only is trying to protect the city but protect his boo.

After he gets all crazy mad at the villains and takes them out after seeing you get a small cut. Its right back to teddy bear mode. Runs over too you and falls to his knees to inspect you like you're on the brink of death. Or picks you up with his hands and spins you around to make sure you're not hurt.

When I mean the smallest of cut I mean the literal smallest. Like a paper cut. He is PANICKING. Will yell for a doctor. Like he is going crazy like you are giving birth or something. And you're just standing there🧍

The poor guy was STRESSED. He sometimes begs you to go inside him or whatever. (Like with tokoyami) just to keep you safe. Something happening to you is his worst nightmare. So he definitely needs you to calm him down or reassure him you're all good.

After fighting together for a while he calms down. But he always keeps a eye on you. He makes sure y'all never split up. Always back to back fighting. He has to know you are near.

But even though he gets nervous sometimes that you're gonna get seriously hurt. Seeing your soft, chubby face immediately calms him down. I can just imagine him freaking out over something so little and you just grab his hand and lean your face against it. The warmth and softness the he feels from you immediately calms him down.

Will probably melt is you place a little kiss on his palm while doing so. You are his weakness. He just loves you so much. He has a hard time saying no to you. Like I mean a very hard time. Everything is always a immediate yes. But it sorta makes you feel bad like you're using him. So you make sure it's really ok. Cause this guy would literally give you the world if you asked for it.

Like if you were a villain you could most likely manipulate him(not that you should that's terrible) but he is just so in love with you ya know. You have this guy wrapped around your finger it's crazy!

When y'all are at home together or out shopping together he just follows you around like a puppy. Carrying your bags. Holding the door. No matter how much you tell him you can do it or it's fine. He will still do it. Not because he is being forced but because he wants to. He thinks you're a goddess and deserves a red carpet where ever you walk. That's not even a joke.

If you have a tight hero costume. Like a body suit that really shows your curves you will have this man drooling. It just drives him crazy.

Imagine. You order a new hero costume to try out that's more loose cause you have been feeling self conscious lately with how tight the other one is. You and fat gum are about to leave for patrol. After he is ready he comes to check on you and sees your new out fit.

His eye brows scrunch up and you can immediately tell something is bothering him. "I thought I would change my outfit some since my last one was weird looking on me..."

His mouth drops open and his eyebrows raise. "Weird?!? How was it weird?! I thought it looked amazing!.... I mean it looked really good ya know..... Are you sure???" he says a little embarrassed. He never told you his thoughts on your costume before but he thought it was perfect.

"Well It sorta made my stomach look weird and I don't think my body type was really made for something tight like that...." those words were so shocking and something he never once thought off or considered. He was flabbergasted. He does a face like one of the old YouTube clickbait faces. He couldn't believe his ears.

"But your stomach looked fine! It looked perfect! What do you mean it's not made for you?! Something like that is literally meant for you it's- it's so perfect I don't understand! I think it looked great!-" he says not realizing he was yelling. Gets embarrassed immediately. "Look. I think it looked great. But this obviously isn't my decision. So if you want to change it then go for it! It will still look great! But all I'm saying is.... You look good in anything. Including your tight hero costume. Wear what makes you happy. I'm gonna go wait by the door. Meet me there when you're done!!"

He runs away before you can respond. Those words touched your heart. It gave you the boost you needed. You change back to your old costume and meet him at the door. All he did was smile but he was really happy you picked the tight one. Even though he said it was your choice and to do what makes you happy he was praying you would stick with the old one. Cause he really thought it looked perfect on you. Not only because it made you look good. But you would be the same with out it!

If you ever get insecure while out he will offer his jacket. Even though it's ginormous. He tries ok💀. Or let you hide in him.

If something happens during a fight and your outfit rips or something he will give you his jacket right away. Lickity split.

His jacket is huge so it definitely has big pockets. Whatever you need he has. Hair ties, menstrual products, gloves, candy, he probably even carry a back up out fit for you. Or a jacket if you get cold. He is on it. His jacket is basically like a mother's purse.

Imagine him going to a meeting with other pro hero's and he puts a important paper in his jacket. So when they ask him for the paper he's has to dig through all his crap😭. Starts putting stuff on the table. Pulling stuff out like it's a magic trick. A hair brush, sun glasses, charger, etc. While all the hero's just sit there in utter shock.

Now let's get back to you lol. He just loves your plump figure. How soft and warm you are. It drives him crazy. Ik I have said it so much already but he just love holding you. Cuddling is such a big love language for him. On yalls days off it spent cuddling mostly. Or anything involving him touching you. He doesn't want to be away from you any longer then he needs to.

When he is in his regular form he loves having you lay on top of him. He's still very large in his regular form so you can just fully lay on him if you want. But he loves having you straddle him. He just loves sitting on the couch with his feet up and having you straddle his legs and lay on his chest facing him. So he can grab your thighs and pull you closer. Or your butt😋. (Also one of his favorite sex positions^^^)

Another cuddling position I think he would love is laying in between your legs. With his hands sliding under you a bit, going under your back. His head resting on your stomach or chest. While you play with his hair or cup his face.

If yall are watching TV while in the position together he will place small kisses with out even realizing. Just small little pecs every once in a while. And just nuzzle his head on you. He just loves it so much.

Now let's talk different positions😏😏😏

He honestly don't care who is "in control" cause if he is the dom in a situation he doesn't really see it as that. Be just sees it as just making love to his sweet sweet girlfriend.

When he's on top he takes his time. He's is very passionate in every movement. Likes to roll his hips into you instead of slamming. Having you wrap your legs around him while he hovers over you/ lays on you.

He loves having you on top though. It's such a turn on for him. Whether it's cowgirl or reverse cow girl or even if you just straddle him and he slams up inside of you. That's usually how it ends up.

He enjoys seeing you take your time and ride him though. Watching as your body moves and grinds on him. But sometimes it gets to much for him and he just needs you. So he will grab your thighs and start lifting his hips up.

And don't get me started on oral😩 he LOVES and I mean LOVES having you sit on his face. I can't put it into words on how much he loves it. It has to be after he orgasms though cause if it's before he will just ignore it. Cause he ain't pulling away for one minute until he is satisfied.

The feeling of your thighs on his face makes him crazy. Even if you sit all the way down he will pull your thighs down as hard a possible so he can get closer and feel you around him.

I think he would prefer to be inside you but when you do give him blow jobs it makes him so weak. Definitely whimpers. Lots of groaning and praising.

During sex it's endless praise. It's always. "You're doing so good baby" "You feel so good around me." "That's it. Keep going." "Just like that baby.""You taste so good princess."

Another way he love hanging you straddle him is just his thigh. When y'all make out while you're on his lap he loves when you ride his thigh or grind on him. Guiding you with his hands as he grabs your ass and thighs.

Loves taking his time with you. Savoring every ounce of your body. Slowly removing every piece of clothing. Kissing and sucking all over. Leaving trails of hickeys every where. Will get carried away and can spend up to 20 minutes just kissing you all over. It's like a addiction.

Even though he isn't very rough sometimes he just gets in that mood. Like he NEEDS you.

If you ever wear booty shorts or a short skirt or a short sun dress..... It drives him crazy. He just wants to go over to you and start grabbing. The way your soft thighs poke out from underneath. Almost showing your ass. Gets really quite and comes up behind you while you're doing something in the kitchen. Rubs his big hands up and down your body. Only answering your questions with groans. Until his can't take it anymore and he just bends you over the island. Rips your clothes off and just goes ham. (Still makes sure you're ok with it tho. And it very careful.)

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[pintsizemama]

Elf

Day 7

Summary: You have to do some quick thinking when there’s an elf emergency.

Pairings: Frankie Morales x You, Frankie Morales x Female Reader

Fandom: Triple Frontier

Rating: Mature

Warnings: language, fear for a child

Word Count: 817

A/N: This is part of the Single Dad Frankie series.

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A piercing scream resounded through the house. You and Frankie dropped your coffee mugs onto the table and ran towards the sound, terror slicing through your hearts.

“Baby girl?” Frankie called out as you rushed into the family room. Maria was standing in the middle of the room sobbing. “What happened? Are you hurt?” Maria didn’t answer and cried harder. Frankie knelt in front of her and gently took her shoulders in his hands.

“I need you to tell me what’s wrong, baby,” Frankie said gently. You admired his calm among the chaos. Your own heart was pounding and your hands shaking. You were worried about Maria—and you knew Frankie was too—but your husband always kept his cool in stressful situations. His military training never really went away. You glanced quickly around for Ana. You had set her in her pack-n-play before going into the kitchen to get coffee. She sat happily in the pen gurgling to her big sister.

“Christmas is ruined!” Maria wailed.

“What? How?” Frankie asked, his brow furrowed in confusion. Maria sobbed louder and pointed to Ana. You looked back and a flash of red in your daughter’s hand had you moving forward. Ah, shit. She had Lucy—Maria’s elf on the shelf—in her chubby little hands, gumming at its hat. You rubbed your forehead in frustration.

“Lucy’s magic is gone!” Maria cried harder. “She can’t go back to the North Pole, and Santa is going to think I’m naughty!”

“The elf?” Frankie’s voice was gruff with suppressed anger. “This is all about the damn elf? I thought you were injured, Maria.”

“I’d rather have a broken leg than for Lucy to lose her magic!” Maria cried dramatically. “Lucy will be in so much trouble, and I’ll never get a present from Santa!” Frankie sighed. He stood up, his knees popping loudly.

“Careful, old man,” you teased him. He just shook his head and walked over to you. You carefully extracted the elf from Ana’s hands and mouth. “Ana, Lucy isn’t a toy.” Her little lip jutted out and big fat tears filled her eyes. “It’s alright.” You handed her a teddy bear that was laying in the pack-n-play. “How about you give Teddy some hugs.” Ana took the bear and promptly tried to devour its ear. Frankie was staring at the elf with malice as Maria cried behind you.

“Maybe it’s time to tell her the truth,” Frankie suggested.

“Don’t you dare, Francisco,” you warned. “We are not ruining the magic of Christmas for her. I got this.” You turned to Maria and knelt in front of her. “Maria, it’s alright. I know exactly what to do.”

“Y-You do?” Maria asked shakily, her lower lip trembling.

“Yep,” you replied. “I’m gonna call the North Pole hospital and let them know what happened. They can send up some medicine for Lucy so she can get her magic back.”

“Really?” Maria’s face perked up. “They can do that?”

“Of course!” You assured her. “Same thing happened to my friend’s elf when we were little. Just a small dose of medicine and some rest, and she was good as new!”

“Yay!” Maria cheered excitedly. “I’m so glad she’s going to be ok.” Her smile suddenly fell. “Santa isn’t going to be mad at Ana, is he? I don’t want her to get into trouble.”

“No, Santa won’t be mad,” you said gently. “He understands that she’s just a baby and doesn’t know the rules yet.”

“Ok, good,” Maria said relieved. “Ana is such a good baby. And the best little sister. She deserves presents too.” You smiled warmly.

“Why don’t you watch a Christmas movie with Ana while I call the North Pole,” you suggested. “Then we can have some breakfast.”

“Ok!” Maria bounced over to the couch and grabbed the remote. You took the elf into your room to ‘make your call’. Frankie followed you in.

“What’s the plan?” He asked.

“I’m going to grab a box and some doll blankets,” you explained. I’ll fill one of her little baby bottles with food dye and water and write up some care instructions. Then I’ll put it all in the box and smack a label on the front to make it look like it was delivered from the North Pole. Then we put it on the front porch and act surprised.” Frankie’s eyes widened.

“How the hell did you come up with that?” He asked in awe. You shrugged.

“Just came to me,” you replied.

“You’re fucking incredible,” he said softly and kissed you. “Thank you for not letting me ruin this for Maria.”

“I got you,” you said with a smile. “Now go keep them busy so I can make a mobile elf hospital.” Frankie chuckled as he walked out of the room. You looked down at the little elf in your hand. “You really are a pain in the ass.”

Day 8

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Kidnapper Fic

So...this fic is getting alot more detailed than I thought, and I may end up having to take this in a much more serious tone than I originally meant to; I’m almost accidentally turning this into my own Fatgum character arc kind of thing!? I may have to take some time to make a separate fic just for the rescue vs. the behind the scenes investigation, and confronting the villain or something? I’ll share some of my ideas I have for the villain in this arc and see what you think. 

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So, as ya’ll know Fatgum used to work at a police staton before flying solo and making the Fat Office so I thought; what if there was a villain that hates Fatgum in particular because he doesn’t think that heroes should be involved with the police? I’m picturing that he is like, super bitter about police/ government corruption and he thinks that Fatgum as just another cog in that system of corruption that will by extension BECAUSE of his ties to the police force, start to bring further corruption to the hero system. 

This was his motive for kidnapping Y/N to get to Fatgum and as I was writing it I was kinda getting carried away in writing out the investigation cause I watch way too many crime documentaries but ngl...this is way too cool of an idea for a something that was supposed to just be a simple Y/N fic??? What do you guys think??? 

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[potheadkiki]

"Be mine?"

Eijirou Kirishima x Chubby werewolf reader

*gif not mine

Warning⚠ 18+ ,smut&fluff cuz I'm a whore

The warnings include

They are still in high school!

Drug use (marijuana)

Slight sadness

Slight aggressive reader (only for a bit promise) but she does have a dominant personality,

Soft Dom kiri (it'll make sense don't worry)

Reader is black

Goth

Basically in love with Kirishima

Eijirou had met you about a year ago after he over heard Fat Gum talking to one of his colleagues but how he couldn't do anything because it was out of his jurisdiction so he decided he'd take matters into his own hands (with some help obviously) and ambushed some human smugglers who sold kids with "exotic" or "unique" quirks. You were one of those kids, a werewolf to be exact. The thing is they keep you hopped up on sedatives to keep us "docile" as they say". It's not important though because he saved you and at first you thought the feelings you had developed were just because owed him but later realized that wasn't the case sadly so here you are now a year later sitting on your bed watching "imbrandonfarris" videos on YouTube while hitting your mint green pen that's slightly chipped at the bottom.

Your door slightly ajar as you laugh not realizing this but Eijirou is walking down your very hallway and he hears it. That beautiful giggle that always makes his heart thumb and his mind go blank, he can't help but stop and look even just a hope to see you and God is his wish granted. He sees you sitting on your bed, the black of your sheets complimenting your carmel skin as he watching you hit a green pen while something plays on your phone he's guessing (he can't see but he also doesn't hear her tv on) his heart thumps as he admires you, god he feels like such a creep he thinks as he groans to himself not realizing you have super hearing. He watches as the smoke leaves your plumb lips your lip piercing shinning in the light as she goes back to watching whatever it was.

Then he notices as your head shoots up and angles slightly towards him. He can hear his heart beating in his ears as she growls aggressively saying

"Why do you think it's ok to spy on people?" you say aggressively so used to always having to fight for a place that was until Eijirou Kirishima steps over your threshold your breath stopping slightly 'god why him' and then you realize what you said to him. You were so hostile towards him. How could he still be standing there so calm?

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to say that I'm just so used to having to fight" You say looking down only to hear him laugh and say

" it's cool I'm not mad at you. I shouldn't have been sneaking up on you anyway." And when he says that you realize 'thats right! I was just going on instinct!'

" why exactly were you there in the first place?" You ask as curiosity gets the best of you. You watch as his face flushes a bright red as he extends his right hand to scratch at the back of his neck as he stutters out excuses that you're not buying as you sit there hand on hip, left eyebrow arched as you wait for him to tell you the truth.

"Ugh fine!" He says with a defeated sigh as he looks down

"I was coming here to ask you out" he says and you can't help but laugh 'what a shitty joke' you think but you can't deny how you hear Eijirou's heart beat faster. But what you weren't expecting was to see how his face dropped as he scoffs at

"Last time I let Mina talk me into something. I always get in trouble" Turning to you "I get if you don't like me but don't laugh at my feelings for you"

And that's when you realize as he starts to leave how you fucked up. Trying to quickly get off the bed to chase after him as you grab his wrist pulling him back into your room with fear in your eyes that he may not forgive you.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't think you were being serious!" You say but as you that it makes it seem like you never took his feelings into consideration so you quickly attempt to finish by saying "it's not like I didn't take your feelings into consideration but it's the fact that I thought you could never like someone like me" you say looking down "I mean maybe if I lost a couple of pounds and wasn't so crazy"

"That's not funny. Don't disrespect yourself like that. You're beautiful the way you are" as he says that he takes large steps towards you closing the door in the process and you being you, you stand your ground puffing you chest out only for his demeanor to become softer

"You take care of everyone else. Always worrying about others but who takes care of you? Who worries about you?" His hand extends out slowly to see if you back away but when you don't he smiles and gently caresses your cheek. "Let me be that person. Please. " You watch as he leans in at a slow pace to watch and see what you do and when you don't tell him to stop or push him away he leans in fully kissing you. As your lips connect you lift up on your toes to wrap your arms around him. You always felt smaller than him but it was always in a good way that makes your stomach flutter when you think about it. He pulls away with a

"Wow, I can't believe I just did that" He says as the blush he was sporting slowly starts to spread across the rest of his face. All you can do is let out a slight giggle as you let you index finger brush across your lips already missing the feeling of his on yours.

"Will you do it again?" You ask desperately as you look up into his eyes with your own puppy dog eyes only for a second before looking away. You hear him chuckle as he says

"Of course love. That's one thing you don't have to worry about I'll always want you." You feel his muscular arm wrap around your waist as you smile looking up with puckered lips. He leans down and captures your lips into a heated kiss. Trying so hard to match his height as you lean up on your tippy toes letting out a whine of frustration at this. You feel him smile into the kiss as that hand that was on your waist and the one on your cheek trail down to your thighs groping at them until he cups your ass making you gasp which gives him time to stick his tongue into your mouth. While he continues to kiss you he grips at your ass and he pulls away saying

"Jump" at first your hesitant for what you think is a good reason until he harshly slaps your ass and repeats it 'jump' and this time you don't disobey lifting up to lightly jump into his arms, fear that you may be to big for him to handle but is quickly squashed as you realize your comfortably settled in his arms feet hanging by his waist as he supports your weight. You pull away to catch your breath as he does the same. You make eye contact and you giggle burying your face into the crook of his neck as you inhale his scent letting out a sigh as you do so you can feel him shiver. Gasping as you feel him start to move with you still in his arms. He drops you on the bed as you let out a gasp in surprise. You start to move you towards your bed as he crawls towards you grabbing at your ankles he pulls you under neath of him until he's straddling you. You can smell the lust clouding up the room and his eyes.

"God I've waited so long for this. Please baby I need you to tell me to stop." He says as his voice is shakey. You can see as he tries to contain his self control. You watch as he pins you down and he shakes underneath his own needs.

"I don't want you too. God I've thought about this so much, it's only been you Kiri, you're the only person I've only wanted. The only person I want to be this vulnerable with is you." His breath gets caught in his throat as he leans down to kiss your cheek then your neck making sure to find all the right spots that make you shiver and shake. Leaving hickeys as a reminder that your his.

"So pretty." Is all he murmurs as his free hand gropes your chest. He pulls away completely causing you to whine only for him to tug at the hem of your shirt asking

"Can I take this off?" All of the insecurities that you've had slowly make it's way to the surface until you look him in the eyes and all you can see is admiration and that causes you nod not trusting your voice. He smiles and pulls your shirt off his coming off shortly after. As all of your insecurities come rushing to the surface you attempt to cover yourself up but he's quicker than you pinning your hands to stop you from covering yourself up. Your eyes trail down and you realize just how fit he really is, he smiles

"Like what you see?" You can hear the cockiness in his voice, realizing you've been caught you try to avert your eyes only for his right right hand to grab at your jaw, forcing you to make eye contact as he kisses you with need. Moaning into the kiss you lift your hips up around his waist and he starts to unconsciously grind his hips into your core making you moan more.

"Take your pants off." He says as he stands up pulling his own sweats off. You quickly obeying his order as he smiles

"Good girl." He can see as your breath hitches in your throat him chuckling

"Awe my baby has a praise kink." Is all he says before getting back on the bed kissing you. His left hand supporting himself as his right slides down and pulls your panties to the side

"Why don't you just take it all off hm baby? How does that sound?" Nodding as you lift your back and unclasp your bra as he pulls your panties off completely.

"I- kiri this is embarrassing." I say as I try to cover myself only for him to slap the inside of my thigh.

"Don't you dare. I'm gonna show you how beautiful you are." You nod as he kisses you trailing down towards the the valley of your breasts until he moves to your left breast kissing at it and biting at your nipple as his right hand pulls and twists at your right nipple. He switches to your right nipple using his left hand to slide in between your legs. His index finger running up and down your lips causing you to shiver until he slips in between and gently rubbing at your clit. You moan out as his lips trail down your stomach until he's face to face with your pussy. You can hear him groan as he spreads you open and he watches as your hole spasms around nothing.

"Needy little girl." He says as he his tongue extends out and licks up your clit. You feel as his index finger breaches your hole causing you to gasp

"Oh god your fingers are so much bigger than mine" You say as he adds another finger looking for that sponge spot inside you. Looking up between your legs as he kisses at your clit causing you to moan. You notice as his hips start to move against your bedm

"You touch yourself baby?" He says as he pulls away still fingering you as he makes contact with you his own hips never stopping. You can only nod not trusting your voice and in return you get a harsh slap to the inside of your thigh. With him murmuring out a 'use your words baby' as he says that his own hips stop maybe he was going to cum.

"Yes I do!" You say as tears start to cling to your eyelashes.

"What do you think about when you do it?" He says before going back to suck at your clit.

"God. You daddy. I think about you." He stops as he realizes

"Daddy huh?" And before you can apologize he says "I like it." As he continues to eat you out he feels as you start to pulse around his fingers and with his encouraging words of 'cum, baby cum, do it for your daddy' and you have no other choice but to listen as he doesn't let up until your completely creaming around his fingers. With him pulling away to ashamed to make eye contact as you see the lower half of his face glisten with your arousal. Until you hear him groan and you turn to see him harshly sucking at his fingers that were just inside you. The tent in his boxers is prominent as he leans down to kiss you.

"We can stop if you want. I'd be happy to just hold you." He says as his forehead presses against yours.

"No please don't stop. I want to give it to you. Please daddy let me be selfish this once." As he realizes your words, God your a virgin. He nods hesitantly and stands up again only to realize that he doesn't have any condoms

"baby I don't have any condoms." He says with an apologetic look on his face.

"It's okay daddy I'm on birth control it helps to regulate my periods. But I have lube in the top drew of my night stand" and all he does is nod as he extends himself to open the draw and pull out a blue raspberry flavored lube. He smiles as he sets it on top the night stand and pulls his boxers down and you gasp and you finally see what's going to go inside you.

"Nervous baby?" He says with a cheeky grin. All you do is nod and plead for him to hurry up.

"Needy baby." And you eagerly agree as he crawls back into bed he pours a generous amount of lube to your hole and his hand and you watch as he pumps his cocks a few times while making eye contact causing your chest to rise and fall drastically.

"Alright baby I want you to breath for me this is gonna hurt ok. Tell me to stop if it ever becomes too much." You nod as he feels the head of his cock rub at your clit before gently pushing against your hole as he starts to be more forceful with it as you feel a tear slip down your face.

"I know baby. I know but your doing such a good job though." He says as he gently wipes your tear away from your cheek. And you melt at the praise he can feel as you loosen around him feeling more comfortable he decides that this is his only chance so he pushes the rest of the way in making you start to cry again and let out a scream of pain from the stretch.

"Oh I know baby I'm sorry." He says as he gently rubs your hip bone your own hands flying up and grabbing at his back clawing at it with you sharp nails.

"Its ok just stay for a minute please" that's all you can manage to say before a gargled moan slips past your lips as he adjust himself pushing against your gspot. What feels like eternity but maybe only a minute or two pass before you say

"Please. Move." You say as you claw at his back and move your hips underneath him. He smiles as he starts a slow pace of shallow thrusts to get you used to the feeling. His arms caging your head as one of your hands moves from his back to claw at his left bicep as you beg him to go deeper. He happily says yes as he starts to fuck into you deeper but just as agonizingly slow and you cry for him to go fast and harder.

"Fuck baby I love hearing you beg for me. I never thought I'd be able to feel you like this." You can hear the happiness in his voice as he leans back and pulls out halfway and pushes back into you he continues this until he thinks you've gotten used to so he pulls out until it's just the tip and completely pushes back into you causing your mouth to hang open and your eyes roll back as he fucks into you with a steady and harshly pace.

"Please daddy. Please touch my clit please" your begging is incoherent at this point as more tears slip down your cheeks

"Fuck baby fuck daddy's gonna cum too." He says as he goes back to the deep missionary position hiking your legs up around his hips as his left hand supports him as his right hand slides down between your bodies and rubs at your clit in a tight circle motion causing your body to shake God your so close you can feel it.

"Baby you gotta loosen your grip on daddies hips. I'm gonna cum." But you don't listen instead you do the complete opposite tightening your grip as he curses trying to pull away but he just can't so instead he rubs at your clit faster and harder causing you to gasp as you cum around his cock, your legs getting weak but you refusing to let go until he cums which he does about a second later letting out a groan as your legs finally fall giving him freedom. He pulls out and watched as his cum gushes out of you

"God baby I told you let me go." He says as he pushes a finger inside cleaning you out

"I have some baby wipes on my vanity" you say as you weakly point in the direction of the baby wipes sitting in front of your mirror he only nods getting up grabbing his boxers before putting them back on and walking over to grab two of them. He smiles walking back to you cleaning up in between your thighs as he praises you for being so good. You hum happily until you realize he's reaching for his shirt and you frown why would he be leaving I mean you two are together now right? But all worries are washed as he smiles

"Don't worry baby I'm not leaving this isn't for me. It's for you. I'm sure you'd prefer to sleep in you boyfriends shirt huh?" And smile with a giggle as you excitedly think about the word he just used 'boyfriend' say

"Yes. I'd love to."

"Alright then arms up." He says gently and you happily obliged and he slips his shirt onto you. You pull his shirt to your nose and inhale sharply and you sigh happy.

"You like my smell that much baby?" He asks as he slips behind you and pulls the covers over the two of you

"Yes I do. Your scent was the first thing I smelled after being free and after then I got into the same school as you and then I became addicted to it." You say shyly as you can't believe you just confessed to that.

"Haha it's okay baby I'm happy that you're honest with me." He says as he wraps his muscular arm around your waist pulling you in close to him from the back as he whispers

" sleep love I'll still be here when you wake up I promise. I'll be sleeping right next to you." And after that you slowly drifted off to sleep.

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Bnha when a stranger insults you

Contains: bakugo, shigaraki, fat gum, overhaul x gn!reader

Warnings: body-shaming, self conscious, swearing, implied de@th/violence, Chisaki kinda breaking character but its fine ig

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“Look at that person!” “Ewww why would that guy date them, their butt is so fat/flat!” “I bet they have a lot of money, unless the guy just has a terrible taste-”

“Shut the fuck up you damn extras.”

Bakugo yelled at the group of idiots before turning to your slightly shaking figure.

“Don’t listen to those idiots, they’re just jealous.”

His heart broke when you looked up at him with small droplets of tears pooling in your eyes.

“B-but they’re right, you deserve someone better than me. I’m-“

“Don’t you dare apologize.”

You flinched a bit at his sudden burst with both his hands holding your shoulders, turning you towards him to gain your full attention.

“Those damn extras don’t even know you, they’re just some fucking idiots with nothing good in their pathetic life so that they have to insult amazing people like you to feel better. I love every inch of you, head to toe and arm to arm. I don’t care about their shitass judgements on our relationship, especially when their judgements are wrong.”

By this point you’re on the brink of breaking down, both from the insult and Bakugo’s words. Streams of tears already flowed down your cheeks and passerbys (i have no idea what’s the plural form I couldn’t google it) would probably think he’s hurting you if he wasn’t cupping your cheeks like you’re the most valuable yet vulnerable art in the world. His thumbs are gently wiping some stray tears away, wishing he could stop those deep, broken eyes from forming more of them. Bakugo planted a soft kiss on your forehead before continuing,

“You’re beautiful and I love you.”

“Damn look at those ugly legs.” “You should look at their face first, I’m trying so hard not to laugh right now I swear.” “How could that guy be with them? His eyes need to be checked-“

In an instant, those voices were no more than piles of dust about to be blown away and drift through the wind. (Wanting to start again-)

“Glad those idiots are gone. Being a bad person is tolerable but we have to draw the line.”

Shigaraki put on his gloves again to tightly hold your hands in his. The squeeze his hand gave was reassuring, telling you that he’s here for you.

“Don’t worry, those people are just mindless All Might fans, nothing they say are true. You’re gorgeous, they’re blinded by the world of lies to see.”

Although it’s not the best thing to say, he tried and you appreciated it. You chuckled at his attempt to lighten the mood by insulting the hero world.

“Shiggy, you just had to insult All Might as well.”

“He’s the leader of those fuckers, I blame him for their rude and untrue comments.”

He pecked you gently on the tip of your nose.

“Who are they to judge what’s mine?”

“Oh my gosh look at their hair.” “PLEASE AND THE CHUBBY CHEEKS TOO.” “The guy is so muscular and tall why is he dating that potato.” “Oh shit wait that guy kinda looks like Fat Gum-“

Taishiro (Fat Gum’s first name in case you didn’t know) stopped in his tracks and turned towards the group.

“Please keep unpleasant comments to yourself, my s/o and I don’t appreciate them.”

The group frantically apologized at the 8ft, muscular, serious, and kind of scary (right now) man and scurried away, leaving the two of you on the empty street.

“If I were in fat form, the group definitely would’ve not made those comments. Shallow people, I must say. You’re really pretty tonight and I appreciate your effort to dress up for our date, and that is not something a random person on the street would notice. You’re amazing the way you are, don’t let those lies get to you.”

He engulfed you in a hug, burying your in his chest (or stomach idk he’s too tall) as you snaked your arms around his waist. His palm held the back of your neck when he heard soft sniffles escalating, and he hated the way you felt in his arms all broken. Taishiro loves holding you, but it pained him to see you broken and hurt, only having him as a support. You’re so vulnerable and soft, and he knows that it’s his duty to protect you at all costs, even if it’s just from some careless words of a group passerby. He picked you up, still letting you hide yourself in his shoulder as he began walking home. Before you drifted off to sleep, you heard him speak.

“Don’t worry, I am here and I love you.”

(I AM HERREEEEE😭😭)

“How is the guy with them? That is the worst skin I’ve ever seen.” “Ew look at their legs! Oh the arms too!” “Poor guy, having such an embarrassing s/o-“

“I beg your fucking pardon? I didn’t hear your words correctly, did you just insult my s/o?”

As the two strangers began fearfully backing away, you saw Chisaki walking towards them while slowly taking off his gloves. In the blink of an eye, the two are a pile of clothes on the floor without any trace of their disappearance. Chisaki strolled back to you, mumbling something about getting dirty as his gloves covered his hands again. The gloved palms uncharacteristically came up to your face, cupping your cheeks through your mask (he insisted on you wearing one too because of how ‘the outside is full of germs.’)His masked lips softly pecked your forehead, soothing you as your eyes closed.

Chisaki had a palm on the back of your head and another on your thigh, pulling you up in his hold with your face still in his purple collar. Although his grip wasn’t tight, it was firm and comforting. You reached up to his left ear, lightly playing with the piercings and caught his attention. He planted another kiss on the side of your head, reassuring you.

“I love you.”

“More than the yakuza?”

He held you tighter.

“More than anything.”

Author’s notes: why hate when u can sleep💛

2.6.22

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CHUBBY CHASERS

Pairings/Characters: GN!Reader x Mirio, Tamaki, Midoriya, Bakugo, Kirishima, Momo, Ochako, Denki, Fat Gum

Content Warning: minor swearing, PDA, and a little smut

A/n: Here are some others I also think would be chubby chasers that I might possibly write scenarios for in the future but am to lazy currently too do so: Shoji, Tsyu, Tokoyami, Shinsou, Jiro, Sero, Aizawa, Edgeshot, and possibly Hawks...idk though. OHHHH TWICE WOULD BE TOO!!

Midoriya

• I've said this before but imma say it again IZUKU MIDORIYA IS A CHUBBY CHASER

• Listen listen listen okay? Hear me out

• He has been seen as weak and small his whole life right? But now be has this big bad power and is hella strong, but he still knows what it feels like to be insecure, useless, and weak

• Of course hes probably gonna go for someone who is seen as "weaker" than him (even though most people are for obvious reasons *ahem* all might hair)

• But his hero complex would also come in

• Now in no way am i saying that all chubby people are insecure and weak, i know many people who are actually the exact opposite, me included but we all have our moments we are human

• But a lot of people are insecure about their body and weight, so I feel midoriya would want to help you feel better about yourself and teach you to love yourself

• Plus he just loves to be able to squish all your cute rolls and chub, he finds your rolls adorable

• He would totally kiss all your stretch marks, cellulite, etc.

• He would love your tummy and thighs, as well as hips whether they have dips or not

"Come here." He said grabbing at your waist pulling you into his lap.

"Izu!" You shouted out of surprise, falling back into his lap. "Izu, I could have hurt you be careful." You say worried and looking into his vibrant green eyes.

"You're alright puppy, I got you." He says burying his face into your back squeezing around you tightly. All of a sudden he flips you under him, you squeak in surprise. He chuckes at that and kisses you.

"Izu what are you doing?" Your eyes wide in shock.

"I wanted to lay on your tummy. M'perfect pillow for my nap." He says settling on top of you, head causing a slight pressure on your stomach. Your cheeks felt hot. He's adorable you thought, running your fingers through his green locks. He hummed in content. 

Bakugou

• MR. BOOM BOOM BOY OVER HERE LOVES THEM THICK AND CHUBBY

• the more to grab the better

• God he would have his hands all over you ALL. THE. TIME.

• He gives you space but he still always touches you when your out in public. A hand around your waist or shoulders, holding your hand, kissing you all over. It's a lot. Very possessive.

• He marks you for that very reason.

• If he ever sees anybody staring at you he says shit like this "Oi! You like what you see? Well to bad they're already mine! So why dont you look somewhere else before I make you look somewhere else!" With that big ol' scowl he always wears all the time.

His grip tightened on your waist. You looked at him and then saw he was staring down a guy from across the street who was staring at you both. You pulled his face to look at you. "What-" Bakugo was cut off by your tongue slipping inbtween his lips. You opened you eyes to find him eyes closed and face flushed, hands gripping you tighter and pulling you into him. You made eye contact with the man across the street who seemed to get the idea and continue to walk away. You pulled away looking at bakugo with half lidded eyes and a growing bulge in his pants. "Shall we continue this at home?" You asked grabbing him by the chin.

Kirishima

• He would be like katsuki in the sense of having his hands all over you all the time.

• He wouldn't make a big deal in public if he saw someone gawking at you. The most he would do is start kissing you and doing some heavy pda but never go all the way or get in a fight like katsuki. He would be like "let's finish this in the car."

• BODY WORSHIPPING!!,$(×)]+

• A must in your relationship. You would worship him and he would worship you. Mutual worshipping and love for your guys body.

• He would be acutely aware of your emotions and would find ways to cheer you up or keep you in a food mood, etc.

"What's wrong?" Kirishima asks while wrapping his arms around you to envelope you in a hug from behind.

"Nothing. Don't worry about it." You say continuing to do the dishes. He starts kissing your neck causing a moan to slip from your lips. You drop a dish in the sink while your hands slap over your mouth out of embarrassment of the noise that just came from your lips.

"Mmm, I dont think nothing is wrong. Somethings the matter and I'll fuck it out of you if I have too." He says starting to tear away your clothing.

Denki

• Hmmmmm denki loves him some chub

• He loves gripping, groping, and rubbing all over his chubby partner all the time

• He would love showing you off saying cheesy pickup lines to make you flush or get your I flirt back

• He wouldnt care about your weight as long as your happy and healthy

"Y/n!!!" Denki screamed. You come running at the sound of him screaming your name. You come hurtling around the corner after almost face planting down the stairs. Panting you stand there as you seem him sitting on the couch with sero, bakugo, kiri, and mina. You look farther down and see a board game.

"You screamed for me to play a god damn board game?" You said eye twitching.

"Oh shit, your in for it now." Sero said snickering. Mina was trying to hold in her laugh along with Kirishima, bakugou simply not paying any mind to the situation.

"You screamed like you were hurt and in trouble and made me almost fall down the stairs to see you fine and sitting on the couch? Being to lazy to just text or wake your happy ass up to my dorm." You said slowly making your way over to the couch, a dark aura surrounding you. Denki sat there in silence, frozen in fear. Utterly terrified.

"Uhhhh, I didnt mean to worry you, I just uh-" he stopped once you were face to face with him. You preceded to karate chop the top of his head with full force. He cried out in pain while the rest of the friend group couldnt hold in their laughter anymore and burst into tears.

"Look I love you and all, but next time just text me." You say kissing the top of his forehead.

"You owe me cuddles after that!" Denki cried out while rubbing his head, a slight blush painted on his cheeks.

Mirio

• Mirio would love him so curvy chubby woman/men/non gender conforming homies

• He woukd just love to cuddle you all the time, as he says the more there is to squeeze, the more he is pleased

• Idk he would say come cheesy shit like that

• He would be like deku and try to make you love yourself, a lot of body positivity

• He wouldnt do it necessarily for my hero complex though

"Mirio!" You call from the bedroom.

"Yes sunshine?" He asks rounding the corner into the room. Your pulling on the material on your hips. You look upset. No not upset, what's the word? Broken away from his thoughts you speak up.

"Do you think this dress is too tight? It's my size, it just hugs my hips a little tightly dont you think?" You say with a puzzled face. Ah the word was concerned.

He makes his way over to you in front of the mirror. He grabs your hands from your waist and puts them down at your sides. Your a bit confused to be honest, what is he planning on doing? He puts his hands on your waist and squeezes.

"I dont think it's to tight." He says blankly

"Are you sure? It doesn't really hide anything."

"Well there's nothing to hide. It's there for a reason right? And as long as you feel comfortable I don't see the problem!" He exclaims with a smile plastered on his face. You do really love this boy, and he loves you too. 

Tamaki

• Okayyyy my boy doesnt care what you look like okay

• He doesn't care about appearances, but he will still compliment your appearances

• He thinks everyone is pretty in their own ways so he wont just only compliment you in your appearances, he will compliment you on your personal strengths and sometimes weaknesses too.

• He will try his best to encourage you though he may struggle a bit

• He would be attached to your hip 24/7 if he could be

• He feels safe around you and he wants you to feel the same

• He is a simply for tummies, thighs, hips, and ALSO BIG ARMS I SAID IT

• HE WOULD LIKE BUFF GIRLS

• I said it and I wont be taking criticism. He doesn't care if your buffer than him, if anything he would probably be turned on.

"You ready to go Tama?" You say keys in your hand ready to go.

"Uh yeah." He said making his way to you. You make your way out the door and to the car. Your driving to the gym when you see him staring at you out of the corner if your eye.

"You alright Tama?" You asked eyes still on the road. He jumped a little out of surprise.

Without a word he places a hand on your thigh and squeezes while turning his head to face the window. You can see in the reflection a bright flush across his face. You only chuckled and continued to drive.

Ochako

• Ochako would love a chubby s/o

• I honestly dont think she would care about the size of her partner as long as they are a good human you know

• She would 100% care more about personality rather than looks, she ain't a shallow person

• She would be such a cuddle bug and would make you feel better about yourself just by her genuine love for you

• You would be able to feel the love radiating off her like heat waves

• She dont hide her feelings for you AT ALL

• Shes very upfront and honest about her feelings for you

"Love? I'm home!" Ochako shouts. It's been such an exhausting day, she just wants to cuddle and watch a movie for the rest of the night.

"I'm in here!" You shout from the living room. She makes her way to the living room when she stops in her tracks. She looks around the room seeing fairy lights, a pillow fort with a bunch of her favorite blankets, pillows, and stuffed animals with her favorite movie ready to play on the tv. "D-did you do this all for me?" She chokes back some tears. You rush over and capture her into a hug. "Of course buttercup! I know you had a stressful day and you always love cuddles so I thought we could have a cute little movie date cuddle night thing!" You say with a chuckle and the brightest smile painting your face Ochako has ever seen. She swears your smile could rival the sun. "I love you so much!" She says burrowing herself into your neck while squeezing you tighter. "I love you too." You say caressing her hair while carrying her over to the fort to start the movie.

Momo

• Momo knows that being healthy isn't just being skinny

• Shes intelligent and knows anatomy, so she knows different bodies are built different

• She wouldn't be the type to judge appearances, especially weight and body type.

• She would love everything about you, and if you ever felt bad about your appearance she would do her best to make you feel better.

• She would 1000% be your hype man

"Oh my god." Momo stops her in her tracks admiring you from the door frame of your shared bedroom.

"Oh come on it's really not that good." You say turning around and showing off your stunning outfit.

"You look spectacular." She said making her way to you, then enveloping you into a kiss. "Are your sure we cant just stay in?"

Fat Gum

• Look he is all body positivity

• So of course he would love a chubby signficant other, he wouldnt care what you look like, very similar to Ochako in that sense

• He would feed you talk sorts of good food, he embodies that tiktok song that goes "the bigger the better, the better the bigger, the more that I feed her, the bigger she getta..." etc. I hope ya'll know what sound I'm talking about💀

• Anyways just get ready for body praise all the time, as well as lingering touches

"Taishiro, what are you doing?" You say looking up at him.

"I just wanna hold you close." Taishiro explains still looking straight ahead at the street. Waving every now and then at fans. You love that hes never nervous about showing public affection, but I makes you kind aof anxious to be honest. It's a bit worrisome. All that attention on you. You bury yourself farther into Taishiros side, shielding you and your body away from outside view. He peers down at you and only smiles, hugging you tighter to his side.

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[personasintro]

bellissima | knj

SYNOPSIS; once your husband finds the meaning behind your rejection, he’s having none of it

GENRE: fluff, smut, parents!au

PAIRING: namjoon x reader

WORD COUNT: 8.1k

WARNINGS: cunnilingus, unprotected sex, lactation kink, strong language, dirty talk, multiple orgasms

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You've never thought seeing a small baby, your baby, could melt your heart at the simplest things.

You remember when some of your friends got pregnant and had babies, the urge to have one of your own was never stronger. You were constantly surrounded by the tiny humans and even their loud and unstoppable crying wasn't enough to change your mind that it may've for some women. But all the feelings from the cuteness you've seen are million times stronger right now. Because this is not just some baby, this is your baby that you're seeing.

You watch your daughter laying on her tummy, trying to push up on her chubby arms. She groans, struggling a little bit as she drools onto her fluffy pink blanket that she lays on. She kicks her legs rather harshly, getting more active each day.

Just three months ago, you were carrying her inside your womb and it's almost miracle, how fast she grows. All those nine months filled with throwing up, morning sickness that lasted way more than just morning to your moody and bratty attitude that your husband had to put up with. An incredible husband who never seemed to be annoyed by you, fulfilling your demand or wish.  

“She's impatient,” he comments, his eyes shining at the sight of his daughter who seems to be angry. “I wonder who she got it from.” he adds teasingly, laughing when he sees you glaring at him but with amused grin on your lips.

You both sit on the floor next to each other, admiring your little angel that seems to be showing her personality much more these days. He pulls you closer, his arms draped against your shoulders as he softly places a kiss into your hair. You watch her for another few minutes, laughing at the cute grimaces she makes or when she shows you her gums, laughing at the both of you. She loves the sound of Namjoon's laugh. It always makes her smile and laugh along with you, without her even knowing what exactly it means. It feels magical to get to see her way of thinking, or simply just observe her while she's on her own. She yawns and starts to whine, her legs kicking even more as you sigh.

“Okay, missy. It's time for your nap.” you tell her, picking her up as she keeps whining before a sob escapes her small pouty lips.

“I can take her,” Namjoon says, already standing up dusting off his butt as he smiles at you. “Come on. Go rest.” he tells you, observing your tired eyes and the tiny bags under them.

It's been awhile since you got to properly relax. It makes him sad to see you that way, despite of seeing you happy and smiling whenever you're with your daughter. You're usually the one who wakes up in the middle of the night whenever she cries. It's not like he doesn't want to, but with you being on maternity leave, he's the only one who provides money for your family. He gets up early in the morning and comes later in the evening, so there's barely any time for you to be together. Weekends are exception, luckily. And as much as Namjoon lets you know how awful he feels about you taking care of your daughter alone, he's not right. You've spent an hour talking about it with him, persuading him that he's taking care of her as well. He makes sure you've a place to live and food on the table, that's as much important. Nobody said having a kid is easy, you both knew that.

Namjoon's natural caring personality isn't helping as you see him struggling over those things. There's nothing you can do that can change his mind of his way of thinking. He tries to help whenever he's around and today isn't exception.

He was the one who went to her crib when she started to cry in the morning. He let you sleep and fed her with the bottled milk you prepared, in case it's needed. You still breastfeed her, but it's convenient to have some milk in the fridge just in case.

You don't protest, Sunhi reaching towards her father as she stops crying. He takes her, cuddling her to his chest as he walks out of the living room. You take that time to lay down your exhausted body, putting on the latest episode of Riverdale. You're not really paying attention to the actual plot, your mind drifting elsewhere but you enjoy the silence. As much as you love your babygirl Sunhi, it's nice not to be on watch every second and just relax.

You hear Namjoon's humming and the sound of hanging toy that's placed on her crib, the sweet lullaby resounding behind your bedroom's door.

The track of time is lost, until you hear the bedroom door creaking as Namjoon silently tries to tiptoe not to wake his sleeping angel up.

“She won't wake up.” you chuckle, finding the image of him tiptoeing to the couch very amusing.

“Just in case.” he reasons, grinning as he hovers over your body before he slouches next to you.

The couch is not that big, but big enough to fit you both even though it's not as comfortable and he's close to actually falling down. “Thank you for taking care of her.” he says, pulling you closer to his chest as you happily cuddle to him.

Ever since Sunhi was born, you've barely had any time to enjoy your time alone with him. It's only natural for it to happen, with Namjoon's job and a newborn in your family. She's older now, but she still needs your whole attention and care.

“Of course.” you smile against his shirt, his scent comforts your senses and makes you close your eyes in delight.

Namjoon's hands rubs soothing circles into your back, kissing the top of your head every now and then before he tucks a finger under your chin to have a better look at you. You blush, even all those years of marriage underneath his warm eyes as he smiles, a deep dimple popping out of his cheek. His head dips down, the angle is awkward and probably uncomfortable for his neck but he still presses his lips to yours. What seemed like an innocent peck, he deepens the kiss as he starts kissing you slowly. His hands move against your hips and he moves you onto his body, taking your space with his tall and huge one. You giggle, surprised by the sudden movement as he does the same before he continues with kissing you. But this time, his hands move down to your ass before he grips it with a slight groan to your lips. It makes you flustered, the single sound muffled by your lips makes you squirm in your spot. The thin material of his black sweatpants makes it easier for you to feel his hardening length against your abdomen. The sound of your mouths colliding with each other is the only sound you can hear, the TV show is long forgotten.

“Fuck, baby.” he murmurs against your lips, his breath shuddered against your mouth.

You see the glint in his eyes, the way his lips are already swollen and red from all the kissing and his breathing is quickened. He wants you. You see desire in his eyes mimicking yours as well. Your foreheads bump into each other once you're met with your lips against, his tongue moving smoothly in your mind as he makes sure to bite onto your lower lip and slightly tug it which only makes you moan. You're so distracted that you barely feel his hand sleeping down your leggings and panties, his fingers brushing past your ass cheeks before you feel him on your slit. Gasping into his mouth, you shake against him from the familiar but almost forgotten feeling.

It's been awhile since he has touched you this way, but you know it's been all your doing. Ever since your gynecologist gave you the green light for sex, you barely mentioned it to Namjoon. You were – and still are – craving for his touch but your dumb self-consciousness and the lack of confidence is the huge barrier that prevents you to truly feel connected with your husband.

But Namjoon isn't dumb. He knows he can touch you now and was initiating his need for you couple of times. But you've always brushed it off and chickened out which left you embarrassed, curled in your sheets to hide the guilt from your face. The great husband he is, he never pressured you into anything and haven't talk to you about it. He sensed something's not right and if you wanted to talk about it, you would. He gave you space, barely touching you this way. Your times together were filled with occasional kisses and innocent brush of his hands, but other than that it was nothing.

You desired him like you always have, even during your pregnancy. That was the time you had sex almost every day, blaming it on the hormones that made you feel extra horny for your husband. More than usual, of course. Even back then, you were pretty self-consciousness about your weight which isn't that much of a surprise, not when your stomach is bloated as if you swallowed a huge balloon. It surprised you how your husband was barely affected by the huge barricade between you two. Sex became more tough with each day and there was only small amount of positions you could try and even more less that actually worked. Namjoon didn't mind it. He told you that you look more than attractive with his baby inside of you.

But now there's no baby inside of you and you're left with all the fat that still remained from the pregnancy.

“Fuck,” Namjoon gasps, your mouth falls open in shock as he slips his finger past your folds and inside of you, your walls wrap around him immediately. “How are you even tighter?” he thinks out loud, not really waiting for any real answer when he starts pumping his finger in and out of you, your head falling to his chest.

A shaky breathes leaves your mouth as he pulls out, circling his finger around your slit.

“Tell me,” he breathes out. “Tell me you want me.”

He won't continue unless you fulfill his wish, but still pinches your clit as you groan into his chest that vibrates with low chuckle. “Say it, Y/N.”

He's impatient, hazily reminding you of your daughter that he so thought she got her impatience from you. You almost want to mention it but stop, when he does it again but this time with much more pressure leaving you breathless.

“Fuck, yes, yes. Touch me. I want you.” you chant, your face hidden against his shirt that you almost drool on.

You fulfill his wish, so he gently tries to pry you off his chest as he clumsily stands up. You lay on your back, watching him stare at you before he hooks his fingers underneath the hem of your leggings. There's no time to protest, he's too quick and impatient to get that piece of clothing off you. He throws it somewhere behind him, his eyes purely focused on you while he watches you like you're the piece of art. He admires you but all you see are his eyes on you, without thinking you're ready to reach for a blanket that's lazily sprawled against the couch's back but Namjoon is too quick. Spreading your legs, he places himself between them as he tries to make himself as much comfortable as he can.

“Joon,” you softly speak, shifting on the couch. Not from desire that's between your legs but from the lack of confidence of your current state.

You're exposed in the daylight, sun blazing your skin through the window directed to you. All those thoughts and marks that are craved into your skin are long forgotten, especially when he places a kiss on your clothed center. You gasp, your fingers already in his hair as he starts to lick the material.

“Mhm, I can smell you.” he says, digging his nose against your clit, the pressure makes you see stars and he barely touched you.

It's been a long fucking time and you're aware it's your fault. He could've touched you like this days ago, but you always refused him. Maybe he's needy because you haven't touched him for three months. It was weird to propose a blowjob to him, especially when you turned him down for sex. The guilt and the hurt on his face was too much, you wouldn't be able to focus on anything.

“Joon,” you whine, embarrassingly covering your reddened face, away from your chuckling and amused husband who reaches for the hem of your cotton panties. If you knew today would turn out like this, you'd at least wear something nicer. Ever since you were pregnant and pretty sensitive down there, the tongs and all the sexy lingerie hidden in your drawers were long forgotten.

“What? You do smell nice.” he says, making you even more embarrassed but that was his plane and he cheekily grins when he sees he succeed.

Once again, you're distracted by your husband that glows in the daylight, even after spending the most of your night carrying Sunhi so you could sleep. He managed to drink two cups of coffee this morning but you're the one who makes him awake. The sight of you, the sight he hasn't seen for so long, is enough to push all the tiredness away.

Distracted as you can be, he already takes off your panties as they smoothly slides from your legs that you luckily shaved last night. Not having sex had its perks, and shaving was one of them. It's not like you weren't shaving, that wasn't one of the perks, especially when Namjoon touched you all the time. The last thing you want for him is to feel repulsed by your haired legs. You just didn't do it as often as you used to, knowing there wouldn't be anything more than just innocent touches.

His lips are coated with more shine, his tongue licking his plump lips at the sight in front of him. He's ready to dive in, looking like an hungry man that's about to have his feast, before you clasp your legs so tight and fast that you almost crash his head.

“Woah!” he exclaims, looking like a deer at you as you sheepishly grin.

It's just defense mechanism to hide your embarrassment and nervousness. But you expose yourself when you can't meet his doe eyes and innocent, but mostly shocked look.

“Baby,” he says, his hand gently places over your thighs as he massages all those marks that are engraved into your skin. It makes you feel even awful, wondering if he can feel the slight bumpiness that those stretch-marks have. “What's wrong?”

He's quick to catch on that something's not right. Maybe this is just another time that you close on him, simply telling him that you're too tired for sex. But you two got already so far and you panicked all of a sudden. He's been your husband for six years, he knows there's something not right with his wife when she can barely meet his eyes. You were never this distant as those past few months. He even wondered if it's because you weren't ready for a baby. You both planned it, but the whole thing is completely new to the both of you. Maybe you regret having his baby. Even those kind of thoughts occurred his mind during night or even his breaks at work.

“If you don't want me to touch you, just say it. I won't be mad.”

The warmth that spreads in your heart is calming, but not enough as you cringe at his words. He thinks you don't want him to touch you. He's completely wrong about that. You do want him to touch you, devour you like he used to for all these years. There is no secret that sex life with him is hell of a drive. Even your friends know that, especially Seokjin that walked on you during one of the camping trips you attended. It was pretty embarrassing for the both of you, but you don't care. It was worth it, despite of all the jokes that your friend keeps bringing to till this day.

Sighing, he slightly pulls away leaving your skin cold and shuttering when the cold air hits your exposed skin. You panic, his name falling out of your lips automatically. Other husband would be probably mad, or at least annoyed by another rejection but you're just met with soft smile telling you that it's okay. You know he means it, just by a simple smile without telling the actual words.

But it's not okay. You're not okay for pushing your husband because of your insecurity.

“It's just--It's me, not you,” you start, cringing again at those cheesy words that you just let out from your mouth. He watches you and although, he gave you a reassuring smile a few seconds ago, he focuses on you. And you know, that he wants to hear what you have to say. He doesn't push you, he doesn't say anything but you can see it in his eyes. “Ever since I gave birth, I uh,” you breathe out, slowly sitting up as you hastily reach for the blanket and cover up yourself. “I don't feel beautiful enough.” you finish slowly, looking up at him as he silently watches you.

There's hurt crossing over his features as he eyes the blanket and for a moment, you think this is it. He's going to be mad, or finally show some other emotion instead of kindness.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” His voice booms out the living room causing you to flinch at the explicit language he just used. You're opening your mouth, your fingers slightly trembling that are grabbing the blanket more tightly. You're not sure what to say, but apology is the first thing that crosses your mind but before you can say it out loud, Namjoon is ahead of you. “You don't feel beautiful enough? What kind of bullshit it that?” he frowns, suddenly showing you not so positive reaction.

You're embarrassed, especially because you're his main focus right now. But he deserves to know. He has to know what's been going on in your mind. He's your husband, the love of your life, after all. You already feel awful enough to hide it from him.

“Joon, look at me.” you mumble, glancing at the pictures that hangs on the wall.

There a lot of memories of you two, from the time you dated to till this day. There are a few pictures that Namjoon has taken himself, your favorite one is a set of cherry blossom tress that Namjoon adores. He captured it on your first trip to Italy.

“I am looking,” he says, denseness laced with his suddenly low and raspy voice. “But I'm not sure what you mean.”

He's smart and you just wish he'd actually see it without you talking or showing it to him. Maybe he's doing this purposely, trying to voice your concerns but when you look at him, all you see is that same denseness that's in his voice. He doesn't know.

“My body is not what it used to be. I've stretch-marks all over my stomach that won't probably go away or even fade. They're on my thighs,” you fish out your one thigh under the blanket to point at the proof. “My stomach is fat and I can't seem to loose it. My face is still chubby and fuck, I don't even know how it looks down there!” your voice raises, all the irritation that's been bubbled up inside of you is finally free.

But you still feel the same weight on you, despite of you speaking loudly about your concerns.

“Baby,” Namjoon murmurs, his voice soft and realization hits his face as he looks at you with emotion that you despite right now. Pity. “You're the most beautiful woman I've ever laid my eyes on. Before and after birth.” he says, your immediate reaction is a scoff.

“Yeah, right.” you roll your eyes, but still fumble with your fingers nervously.

“Y/N,” his tone changes, his voice stern as he makes you to look at him. “You gave me the most beautiful daughter I could ever ask for. A daughter that's beautiful because of you. You really think I fucking care about some stretch-marks? Or your stomach fat? I love you just the way you are. Is this the reason why you pushed me away?”

You don't have time to blush from his words, your mind still racing on your own as you can't bring yourself to believe him that easily. Namjoon is one of the kindest and most caring people you've ever known. He's been always there to assure you whenever you had doubts about something, or were just sad. If it wasn't for him, you would never get over some things like you did with his help. But maybe, just maybe, this is one of the same scenarios. He's just trying to be kind and tell you that you're beautiful. No man surely thinks a woman who used to be more beautiful, is not beautiful with all those imperfections covering her body.

Still, you shamelessly nod not meeting his eyes again. “I'm sorry.” you bite into your lip, not wanting to cry right now.

“No,” he shakes his head, scooting closer to you and almost crushing your legs in the process which he quickly apologizes for. You can't even muster a smile and he's quick to see it. “I'm sorry that I haven't realized that you feel this way.”

Your head snaps to his direction, your eyes wide as you shake your head. “It's not your fault, I wasn't very vocal about it. I was mostly embarrassed and didn't know how to tell you.” you tell him, your heart pounding against your chest.

“There's no need for you to be embarrassed. It's me, your Joonie,” he reminds you, using a nickname you often call him. It's enough to curve the corners of your lips up, touched by it. “You can tell me anything and let me tell you, you're so fucking hot.”

“Joon!” you gasp with widened eyes, surprised by the sudden confession.

“No, I'm serious,” he quickly says. “You gained some weight while pregnant and you managed to loose some of it, but you still have it in the right places. You're so fucking hot, you drive me crazy and you don't even realize it. Do you have any idea how many times I beat my meat in the shower?”

You laugh, thinking he's joking but once you're met with his determined eyes and look of confusion why you're laughing, your laugh dies down. “What? You did?”

It's hard to believe he did such thing. You'd surely heard him, right?

“I did,” he admits almost proudly. “Many, many times. You've no idea, do you? You've no idea what you do to me.”

You slowly shake your head, confusingly staring at your husband that reaches to cup your cheek. You place your hand over his, leaning into his touch as your fingers trace the ring around his finger. He slowly takes your hand, shamelessly placing it over his hardened bulge that's covered and tucked in his sweatpants. You gasp, surprised that he's even this hard after the whole conversation.

“You did this to me.” he says, your tongue automatically comes out of your mouth to moisturize your dry lips.

You cup him, feeling him twitch against your touch and he shakily breathes out. He's trying to control himself, the simple sight and sound he just made is enough to make you squirm in your spot. You're already wet, but the feeling of his clothed cock makes you even more wetter as you feel a trace of wetness staining your panties.

The sudden urge to touch him, taste him, floods your mind and you're already straightening yourself. “I've to take care of it then.” you lowly say, looking up at him through your lashes as he curses under his breath.

Ah, fuck. How he wishes for you to touch him, to take him into your mouth so he can feel the warmth of it. But this is not about him.

“Later,” he says, slowly hovering over you as he gently pushes you down, your back meeting the cushions again before he kisses you. “I need to take care of you.”

Reaching for the blanket, he takes it off throwing it to the side while throwing off the tv remoter. It hits the floor, the loud bang resounding around the living room making the both of you pause. “Sorry.” he sheepishly apologizes, making you silently giggle at his clumsiness.

“Oh, no, no, Mrs. Kim. Now is not the time to laugh,” he chuckles, spreading your legs as he suddenly straightens up, taking off his shirt.

You're gawking at the sight of his caramel skin and toned body, your mouth salivating immediately at your husband. Your husband. How did you get so lucky?

He lays down onto his stomach, between your legs, to your disappointment hiding his wonderful body from you making you pout. He doesn't see it, his eyes focused in front of him. “Fuck, you're so wet. Were you this wet every time I touched you?” he looks up, your breath hitching at his stern look.

You're amazed how many different personas he has, especially this one when he's ready to devour you. It's almost shame to think that the last time you've seen him this way was a few weeks before you gave birth.

His question brings you back to all those times you were sexually frustrated, just from the single smell of his aftershave and warm coming from his body when he innocently cuddled you, was enough to drive you crazy. Some women says that once you give birth, you're not so sexually crazed as while being pregnant. Well, it was the complete opposite for you. You were ready to jump his bones just a few weeks after you gave birth, still when it wasn't safe enough to actually have sex. You still felt the ache between your legs every now and then, but it doesn't mean you didn't get wet. How can you not when your husband is the definition of God?

“Yes.” you shamelessly admit, watching the way his lips curls into a cocky smirk, proud of your confession.

“You should've told me. I would take care of my wife so well.” he says lowly, his breath fanning against your core as you whimper.

“Joon,” you call out to him, his eyes flickering to yours. “I-I'm not sure how it looks down there.” you embarrassingly admit. You just have to be more open with him and you know he'd never laugh at you for your concerns and thoughts.

You gave a natural birth to Sunhi, an actual human came out of your vagina. There's no way it looks the same, considering the stitches you had.

“Well I can tell you, that it looks fucking amazing.” he says, biting his lower lip as his eyes are already set between your legs.

“Namjoon!” you exclaim, hiding your face and flushed cheeks with your palms.

He chuckles, kissing one of the stretch-marks on your left thigh. “You really look fucking amazing.” he says with honesty, enough to calm down your nerves.

It's not like you grabbed a mirror and observed how you look down there. You were too scared of the result you'd see.

“Will you let me to make you feel good? To show you how fucking beautiful and sexy woman you are?” he says, nibbling on the skin of your thigh while he's looking up at you through hooded eyes.

“Y-yeah.” you tell him, nodding. All the insecurity and negative thoughts are washed away, all of a sudden that you can't believe that it miraculously went away. But that's because Namjoon is a miracle. Your miracle.

He doesn't waste time, but doesn't rush to taste you either as he makes sure you feel his every touch. He starts with kissing your thighs, slowly moving to your abdomen and stomach, peppering kisses and nudging the material of your t-shirt with his nose.

“Hmm, this should've been already off.” he hums against your skin and you're quick to obey, helping him to take it off.

He successfully, with your help, manages not to rip another piece of your or his clothing, and he's right back in his previous spot. He hovers over you, eyeing your naked breasts with already perked nipples.

“I love how bigger they got.” he says, sending you a glance before he dives down to take your nipple into his warm mouth.

“Ah, mhm,” you moan out at his tongue that flickers over your sensitive nipple. “They'll get saggy.” you still point out, already feeling and seeing the difference from your previous perky breasts.

“I'll love them either way.” he says, moving to the other nipple to repeat the same process as he suddenly sucks.

You yelp with a surprise, your milk coming out of your breast as Namjoon tastes it with a followed moan. “Mhm, so fucking good.” he groans, his fingers slowly coming down to your clit as he circles it with slow and steady movement.

You're moaning, gripping his hair that got long at the back, while he tastes your milk. It's not the first time he has done it. He tasted it couple of times while you were still pregnant. The first time it was by a curiosity that quickly turn to a pleasure for the both of you. It felt fucking amazing to feel his lips against your nipple, sucking it. It brought a relief and your breasts didn't feel that full and tense anymore.

“Fuck, you're dripping.” he comments, collecting some of your wetness that leaked out of your tight hole before he pushes his finger in.

He goes back to your breasts, your back arching as his whole face is pressed against your chest. “Joon, leave something for Sunhi.” you remind your obviously distracted husband who pulls out with a pop, his lips coated with your milk.

“Daddy needs his fill too.” he simple says, but still listens to you as he attaches his lips to your neck instead.

He adds another finger, your walls wrapping tight around him as you mewl at the feel of his long and slim fingers. He moves down, nipping at the valley of your breasts slowly coming down your stomach. Pulling out his fingers, you whine in protest which he simply reacts with amused chuckle before he parts your legs wider to fit his body more properly. Kissing your clit is all enough for you to arch your back at the feeling, as he places his palm against your abdomen to keep you down. It doesn't take him long after he starts licking a long stripe against your slit, repeating the movement for a few times before he pushes his muscle inside of you. He tastes you, lapping at juices that manages to drip down like some hungered man.

“Fuck, I missed this.” he makes sure to say it, before he's back to fucking you with his tongue.

You really missed this. You're squirming, the same familiar feeling that used to be almost unfamiliar is back, and you're reminded of all those times Namjoon went down on you. He groans against you, the vibrations making you even more sensitive and closer to your end as you grip his hair even tighter. Namjoon moans into your cunt in praise, loving how rough you get when he goes down on you. You can't manage to buckle your hips up as you usually would, his movements are so fast that you're frozen and simply enjoying how it feels. You start uncontrollably clenching knowing you're nearing your end, much more faster than you used to, but it's just because it's been a long time and you're sensitive. It almost feels as if you were a virgin again, having a first intercourse ever.

“Namjoon!” It's his name that leaves your mouth and the first thing you can think of, instead of any curse, as you're cumming.

He makes sure to lap at everything you just gave him, your grip around his hair slowly loosening as you're coming down your high. Your eyes are closed, but you can feel him shift and hover over you as he kisses you. You can taste yourself on his tongue, but you don't mind it.

“That was fucking amazing.” he says against your lips, kissing down your neck again as you try to calm down your breathing.

“Shouldn't I be the one who says it?” you chuckle, your body hot against his warm one as you wrap your arms around his frame.

“Mhm, you could. To boost my ego, of course.” he jokingly says, his hardened length brushing against your exposed core.

Biting your lip, you open your mouth to praise your husband and thank him for making you feel so perfectly free, when soft cries echoes throughout the room. You sigh, obviously down that you can't continue or at least return your favor. Namjoon stands up, brushing his hair up as he doesn't bother to throw on his shirt.

“I'll be right back.” he simply says, walking to your bedroom and crying daughter that's been most likely waken up by your loud moans.

You feel awful for not trying to be quiet. It completely slipped out of your mind that there's Sunhi sleeping in the next room.

The familiar hum is muffled, but you smile at the sound despite of Namjoon's awful singing skills. You lay there, waiting for him to come back but once your body is met with cold and shiver running down your spine, you stand up looking around the room. There is a mess, your clothes along with Namjoon's shirt is scattered all over the living room. For a second, you forgot how messy he gets when he's horny.

You're about to pick up your t-shirt that's thrown on the floor, when you hear door opening and Namjoon's low voice. “What are you doing?”

“Umm, dressing up?” you ask confusingly, watching his brows furrow as he shows his disapproval.

He probably expected a blowjob or something, the realization hits your features. You wanted to dress up and leave him hanging again. It's not like you've done it purposely or was about to do it. As you're about to propose him a blowjob in return, he beats you to it.

“I'm not done with you.”

A blood rushes through your body, heating it up again just from the single tone and words that makes you shiver in excitement. “Yeah?” you ask him quietly, with a little bit of hope as he grins.

“Of course.” he nods, slowly walking towards you before he grips your hips and squeezes them to prove his point.

“But what about Sunhi?” you ask quietly, this time fully focused on the toddler sleeping in the next room.

“She's sleeping,” he says, slowly leading you to a couch with your back as you only seem to manage to stare into his sparkling eyes full of mischief. “Besides, she's not stopping me tonight.”

And with that, you yelp as your back meets the couch and Namjoon is hovering over you again, showing you that he has no plans about stopping. You're kissing each other with such need and passion that's been collected through all those months before properly touching each other like this. His lips are sweetly intoxicating, needy for your own as he doesn't miss any spot of your already swollen lips. Your hands are on his bare back, touching and gripping his firm muscles there as he keeps kissing you like your lives depend on it.

“What do you want me to do?” he asks breathlessly, pulling away from your reddened lips that were attacked with his own just a second ago.

“Fuck me, Joon.” you tell him with the same lack of breath, that he managed to knock out of you as he always does.

You don't wait for him to make a first move, your fingers already pulling off his sweatpants. He's not wearing anything underneath, his firm cock springs out of the single material with easiness as you look down at him. His tip is read and swollen, needy for any attention and touch, while your lips curls in guilt. You left your husband hanging, not giving him the attention he deserves and for that, you're going to make it up to him. If your stupid insecurity wasn't in the way, you'd never had to have that conversation with him. But even despite of it, you're glad you had it. He made you feel and still makes you feel beautiful, you needed that.

You tug onto his cock, his head dropping down as he sharply inhales of your hand wrapped around him.

“I'm sorry, Joonie. I won't ever leave you like this again.” you tell him, watching the way his face scowls at every tug and movement you make with your fist.

“Stop.” he gasps, pulling off you all of a sudden and you slightly begin to panic from his demand.

Does he not want to continue?

“I already...” he tries to explain, the back of his neck getting red as he looks away from your already knowing eyes. “I want to feel you wrapped around me.”

The grin is gone, swapped with darkened gaze as you gulp quickly nodding, agreeing with him. You can't wait any longer. The burn inside of you is getting too strong, the throbbing in the pit of your stomach makes you feel like you're suffocating.

“How do you want me?” he asks, caring as always even during this situation that only makes your heart warm.

How did you get so lucky?

“I want to ride you,” you answer, his eyes widening as he stumbles over his words.

“Fuck, yeah, yeah, okay. Let's do that.” he says, already pushing himself back as he sits and leans against the couch back.

You watch him get rid off his sweatpants, throwing them on the coffee table without care. All he cares about is you. His woman and wife that slowly goes to sit down on his lap, his cock hitting his stomach as you finally sit down onto his thighs.

This way, you're able to control your movements more than in any other position and although, you know Namjoon would never purposely hurt you, it's been awhile since you had sex. Your cunt was burning just from his two fingers, how are you able to take his huge cock?

“Are you ready to go?”

His fingers gets down between your legs, pulling them away completely coated with your sleek as you sheepishly grin at him. That's the answer he needed, before you're positioning him between your legs. Namjoon helps you guide himself into your thigh hole but he doesn't push, simply letting those actions up to you.

Gasping, when you feel his head poking your entrance and deciding that you can't wait longer, you slowly drop down. Not fully though, the stretch of his head is burning even though you're dripping down his length.

“Take your time.” he reminds you, holding your hips for more support. His chest heaves as he tries to control his own body, not buckling his hips into yours.

The burn is mixed with pain and pleasure, and you're not able to wait anymore. Slowly, you fully drop onto him while his length is deeply seated inside of you. Your walls clench around him so tightly, that you don't think this will work.

“Relax,” he breathes out, massaging circles into your lower back with his hands. “You need to relax, baby.” he guides you, your forehead dropping against his as you shakily inhale.

He repeats it, caressing your skin as if you were the most fragile thing in the world, until he feels you relax around him.

“Whenever you're ready.” he reminds you softly before you shakily nod.

Using his broad shoulders, you push up with only his shaft inside of you before you drop down, creating a perfect rhythm for the both of you. The feeling of his length stretching your walls makes you gasp and moan into his mouth, that he desperately attaches to yours to keep you quiet.

Your knees are digging into the soft cushions on your sofa, that unpleasantly rubs against your skin but you ignore it. Namjoon's hands are holding your hips, helping you with the pace once he notices your already tired state. You're both panting, the skin to skin sounds echoes around the apartment, but you're too focused on chasing your pleasure to even feel embarrassed by it. It's been so fucking long since you felt him this way and you miss it.

“I won't be able to last long.” Namjoon pants, grunting once you circle your hips, your walls clenching around his throbbing cock.

“Me neither.” you tell him, halting your movements as you stare into his hooded eyes.

You're both so fucked up and you only started. That thought should make you laugh, because it's quite funny. But your eyes are filled nothing with love and warmth as you stare at your husband who seems to be confused by your sudden stop, before he softly kisses you.

“I love you so much.” he tells you for the hundredth time today and you can't help but happily giggle.

It never gets old – hearing him saying those words of love to you.

“I love you so fucking much.” you tell him, his smile stretching as his dimple pops out while his eyes sparkle.

“Switch?” he asks, noticing your heavy breathing and with no hesitation you nod.

You're being pushed down, causing you to squeak in surprise through the grin that matches to the one that Namjoon has. He hover over you, kissing your nose, lips and neck before he slowly guides himself back to your warmth. He makes sure his mouth is on yours as he does this, muting your moans mixed with his with his mouth.

“I really wanna go slow and make a love to you. But I--”

“No, fuck me. I need you, Joonie. Fuck me.” you desperately tell him with rushed tone.

You really want him to fuck you, plus, you don't have that much time to go slow and all sensitive. You waited long enough for this, there's no time.

“As you wish,” Is all he says before he starts pulling out and smashing his hips into yours.

Your whole body shifts causing you to gasp at the impact, but most importantly from how deep his cock is. You can almost feel him in your stomach and for a moment, you're not sure if you're going to survive this. But why shouldn't you? You fucking pushed a baby out of you.

When Namjoon indicated he wants to fuck you, he wasn't lying. He goes merciless on you, his hands gripping your waist so tight that your skin hurts but you don't mind. It drives you even more crazy and makes you clench around him so tight, that tears prickle your eyes.

“Fuck, how are you still so tight?” Namjoon grunts as you watch him through hooded eyes harshly biting his bottom lip.

His hair is attached to his forehead with sweat, your bodies getting sweaty as they collide with each other. Your pelvic bone smashes against his, but you wrap your legs around his waist even more while your nails find their way to his back. He groans at the feeling of them digging into his back, his cock twitching inside of you.

“Fuck, baby,” he chokes out, your pants hitting his face as you can't bring yourself to say something.

“You're so fucking beautiful,” he continues through his heavy breathing, not caring how he barely can breathe.

It's like telling you all those stuff is much more important than breathing. And with Namjoon, you know that's the case.

“I love these hips,” he grunts, leaning down to kiss and grab your hips even tighter to emphasize his words.

Gasping into his mouth, the tears flow down your cheeks at the love and pleasure you're receiving while he keeps repeating how beautiful you and your body are. It makes you feel overwhelmed with so much love and before you can think about holding your orgasm, the knot in your stomach snaps and you're cumming around him.

“Fuck, that's it, baby. That's it.” he says, having a hard time to fuck you through your orgasm when you're clenching so tight.

He chases his own orgasm which follows seconds after you, his movements sloppy and not so swift anymore as he quickly pulls out and cums all over your stomach.

It's painted white as he squeezes the last remains of his orgasm on your skin. Your stomach moves heavily up and down alongside with your breathing, wide Namjoon smudges his cum with his cock. You watch him in awe, chuckling at his concentrated face while his chin moves forward.

“All I said is true,” His tone is soft, joining to the sounds of your panting.

He reaches towards his shirt that's thrown on the floor and wipes his cum off your skin as you smile at him. “You really are beautiful.”

You sit up, pulling him closer to you as you kiss him to show him your gratitude. “As our favorite picture?” you tease him, looking back at the picture that's hanging on the floor.

He knows what you're hinting at. He stands in front of it almost every day, admiring the picture he took on your Italy trip.

“Bellissima,” he suddenly says, causing your brows to scrunch in confusion. “It's the name of the picture.”

“Really?” You don't hide a shock from the new information. “I didn't know that.”

“It's written in my handwriting on the back.” he sheepishly grins and you can't hide your grin.

You stare at the picture, admiring it as if you're seeing it for the first time – which you're not.

“It's named after you, y'know,” he says with softer smile this time, chuckling when he sees your widened eyes. You look back at him, his soft warm eyes focused on you. “You're in the picture.”

“What? No.” you exclaim, walking towards the picture completely naked but it's not like you care. And you're sure Namjoon appreciates the view because when you turn around to glance at him, he's ogling you from head to toe.

He coughs, ears red that he just got caught and quickly walks to you. “You can barely see yourself, but you kept walking admiring the trees when I took it.” he explains, pointing to the middle of the picture.

Squinting your eyes, you stare at the distant figure before you gasp in realization. You've seen that picture thousand times but you never noticed it, nor thought you are in it. “And you named it bellissima because...?” you trail off.

“Because you're the most beautiful woman, in and out.” he sheepishly says.

It's so cheesy but you can't bring yourself to cringe at it, not when your husband is so freaking love with you and never fails to remind you. You were stupid to never talked to him about your insecurities.

“But why bellissima though?” you ask, intertwining your fingers as you kiss him knuckles.

“It's in Italian. And we were in Italy so..” he trails off while you nod at him in understatement. “It's not romantic, but it was the only thing I could think of.”

“No, it's amazing. Thank you.” you say with smile, looking up at his confused features.

“For what?”

“Just for being you.” you tell him, causing him to bite his lip as he tries to prevent the boyish grin making its appearance on his plump lips.

He leans down, ready to kiss you but before he could, soft cries resounds from the room making the both of you sigh.

“I got it,” he tells you, already putting some clothes with quick movements. Since his shirt is stained, he stays topless.

You're ready to argue and as if he could sense that, he turns around just when his hand is wrapped around the door knob. And before his broad naked back disappears behind door, he makes sure to tell you one thing with a sly smirk on his lips.

“Go lay down, bellissima. I'm not done with you.”

#bts smut #bts fluff #bts au #kim namjoon smut #kim namjoon au #namjoon x reader #parents!au #bts one shot #namjoon scenario #kim namjoon #personasintro

[miioouu]

masterlist last updated 05/01/22

x= hc

bold= song fic

italic= prompt list Egyptian Gods

                            Zodiac Signs 

ps: not in chronological order

rules 

deku 

masterlist

bakugo

masterlist

todoroki

masterlist

kirishima 

x loner reader

needy

x cerberus reader

x nauseous reader

x reader in a wheelchair

x drunk reader

x seeing reader in swimsuit/lingerie

x doing kabedon on reader

x reader with no self-confidence

fantasy kiri x mermaid reader

x male alastor reader

merfolk x reader

x mirio’s s/o

khonsu 

x short affectionate reader

x reader who wants to impress them

heartbeat

x aerial dancer reader

x chill reader

sitting in their lap

x reader almost burning down the house

x latina reader

affectionate

wanted 

kaminari

lemon boy

hot rod

x male reader with tourrets

x oblivious reader

x black male reader

x reader eating lemon rinds

x latino male reader

x popular reader on valentine

x animal crossing date 

x tamaki’s s/o

x catching reader doing something stupid

x reader resting their head on someone else’s shoulder

x short affectionate reader

he’s a player

x twitch streamer reader

x reader who accidentally punches them

x korean reader

it’s kaminari’s bday 

kpop dancing

x 90′s/00′s karaoke

x chill reader

electric love 

x male reader in the support dept 

mmmh 

affectionate

x turkish reader

iida

x getting caught making out with reader

x bakugou’s sister

dad x reader

x reader who loves the snow

geb

x kenma like reader

passenger seat

sero

x reader with a dark sense of humor

x black male reader

x insecure reader

x kissing reader on their nape

x reader painting their nails

spiderman kiss

x getting taped to reader

x clumsy reader

washi tape

x fake dating

bday 

affectionate

supernatural 

tokoyami

moonlight

cookies 

x reader with telekinesis 

x demonic quirk

shinsou 

ceux qui revent

x reader with scars

x smoker reader

winning heart

x reader with dark sense of humor

x drunk reader

x getting caught making out with reader

x seeing reader in swimsuit/lingerie

x getting caught checking out reader

x kissing ticklish reader

x reader with a cat quirk

x laughing reader

x reader who takes a punch for them

x catching reader doing something stupid

x kissing reader on their nape

x best friend who’s actually his half sibling

x reader with animal features

x butt dialing

training accident

x short affectionate reader

x reader who got their voice taken away

x reader with black cat quirk

x tsundere reader

x reader drinking straight up lemon juice

x reader who accidentally punches them 

birthday 

x korean reader 

kpop dancing

x 90′s/00′s karaoke

x 1a male reader 

i command you 

x demonic quirk

x cheerleader 

shindo

winning heart

x insecure reader

birthday 

the bidding 

tamaki

x childhood friends to lovers

daylight

lonely dance

x kissing ticklish reader

merfolk x reader

x reader with a butterfly quirk

x childhood friend reader

x reader with a mirko like quirk

soulmates

x reader who takes a punch for them

geb

khonsu

bast

x cute male reader who always gets love letters

x flirty reader

x cheery reader

x bakugou’s sister

x trans male reader

drunk x reader

x chubby strong reader

birthday 

wedding night 

come out and play 

x creative reader

mirio

merfolk x reader

x reader with social anxiety

momo 

bad ideas

x male reader with tourrets

 la vie en rose male reader

x kabedon confession male reader

jirou

x male reader with tourrets

x reader in a wheelchair

x male reader who’s like el diablo 

uraraka

i don’t really like your boyfriend

x kabedon confession male reader

monoma

x class 1 a reader

x butt dialing

fat gum

seaside rendezvous male reader

couchy potato

x undertale male reader

ra male reader

x male latino reader

just like her father (male reader)

hawks

x childhood friends to lovers

x twitch streamer reader

x reader with braces

x flexible reader

x latina reader 

comfort day 

midnight

x fav student

x best friend

aizawa

you aren’t supposed to be laughing!

confort

single dad

x fav student

x reader with social anxiety

x best friend

betrayal

x introverted cat lover reader

stretch marks 

x tired reader 

x latina reader 

i believe in you (dadzawa)

present mic

ihy

x fav student

x mute student

x best friend

x male latino reader

all might

i am here

ra

daughter 

toga

ra

cute 

dabi

somebody else

x getting caught making out with reader

x doing kabedon on reader

x getting caught checking out reader

x laughing reader

x reader with a plant manipulation quirk

the last night

lover of mine

stretch marks

secret love song pt2 

I want my real dad back 

x flexible reader 

x creative reader

too violent

 twice

x reader with a plant manipulation quirk

shigaraki

sunkissed

x flexible reader

x latina reader 

#masterlist #bnha #bnha x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #kirishima eijiro x reader #kaminari denki x reader #todoroki shoto x reader #tamaki amajiki x reader #shinsou hitoshi x reader #sero hanta x reader #dabi x reader #shigaraki x reader #iida tenya x reader #midoriya izuku x reader #shindo yo x reader

[angel-of-darkness-3000]

That Sounds Beautiful to Me (Loki x chubby reader)

"Hey, you were pretty good." Y/n jumped at hearing a voice call out to her after she exited the back door of the club.

She brought her hands up, reminiscent of the movement to surrender, not that the shadowy figure in the alley would know, but the connotation of the movement was quite the contrary to what it meant to her. She was readying to fight. "Please don't rape me."

"Rape you?!" The man sputtered as he stepped out of the shadows. "I swear upon the wealth of my entire industry that I won't touch you without your explicit permission. I just wanted to know if you were available for private bookings."

Y/n froze at the sight of Tony Stark standing in front of her and she struggled to keep her tongue from tripping over the words that she forced out of her mouth. "Never done any, but sure."

"Cool." He handed her his personal card. "Call if anything comes up. Next Friday, show up at Stark Tower at 5pm, the party doesn't start till 6, but I want to let you get comfortable with the equipment."

He got into his car at the edge of the alley, but before he drove off, he rolled the window down to speak to Y/n once more. "Oh, and I'm paying you $6,000 for this one."

Y/n's jaw went slack as Stark drove off, chuckling to himself.

---

It was through that gig and with the other Avengers present that Tony found out about Y/n's ability to manipulate soundwaves. Tony had made the decision to take her into the Tower with the rest of the Avengers. Tony kept her from Fury's wrath even though she eventually did join the Avengers as unconventional as a plus size lady superhero was. He would do nothing less for the lady he had grown to see as his sister.

That outlook on Y/n was also what made him wary when she had grown close to Loki. Despite being sent to serve Earth as payment for his crimes against it, he was still a trickster. His fears soon proved to be unfounded when he observed the dynamics between the two of them. Instead of Loki corrupting Y/n, it seemed that she was corrupting him in a way. Much like Jane Foster had grown close to Thor, so did Y/n grow close to Loki. She had shown him a wide array of bands and artists that she had favored songs from; Marilyn Manson, AC DC, Aerosmith, and the Beetles, just to name a few. Her favorites soon became his too, and it was common to find them relaxing to seemingly unrelaxing music in the background.

---

Y/n had taken Loki out again, wanting to teach Loki more about Midguardian customs. This time, she was taking him to the American Museum of Natural History, as they had just watched the Night at the Museum movies the previous day. Of course it was different from the movie, something they were discussing in front of the giant Easter Island head.

"You are certain that it doesn't talk?"

"Yes, I'm certain."

"I could make it talk."

"Loki, no." He grumbled under his breath, but perked up at her next offer. "We could buy a mini one at the gift shop and you could make that one talk. We could scare Tony with it too."

Loki grinned at Y/n, who had moved to read the plaque about the statue.

Whispers behind the pair soon drew their attention. A frown forming on both of their faces as they glanced at the couple of girls behind them. One was a blonde, and the other was a clearly dyed red head, each giggling to each other, speaking louder now that they had an audience of whom they were speaking.

"I still don't understand why the Tony Stark would want a fat DJ."

"Yeah, I know. She's so ugly. I think that Mr. Stark would want someone skinnier, some eye candy, not a fat ass who can't control her eating habits."

Y/n turned away, tears brimming her eyes. Loki turned from the two with a sneer, cupping Y/n's face in his hands.

He spoke loud enough for the occupants of the room to hear him, but not enough to be obnoxious. "You may not be as thin as many of the other Midguardians, but that does not mean that you are ugly. You are, by far, the most beautiful woman that I have had the pleasure of meeting. Let me show you."

With that he stepped back, and with a wave of his hand, green tendrils of his magic surrounded her, transforming her jeans and plaid shirt into an emerald green dress to match the dress shirt that he was wearing.

"Now, will you be, as you Midguardians say, my girlfriend, my Queen?" He whispered his last two words as he stepped to his previous close proximity. He formed a delicate gold and emerald crown in his hands and held it between them.

A tear escaped down her cheek, not of sorrow, but of happiness, as she whispered a yes as she nodded her head.

He placed the crown on her head and grasped her hand as they walked out of the exhibit hallway as the other occupants of the room cheered except for the two who had mocked Y/n previously.

Loki smirked as Y/n grinned through a blush on her cheeks.

---

Bonus Scene:

Marilyn Manson's cover of Sweet Dreams was playing quietly in the common room as Y/n lounged on the couch with Loki. The former painting the latter's nails the darkest shade of black that they could find on their stop into a store on their way home. Their purchases were all put away, save for the Easter Island head that rested on the island countertop of the common area kitchen.

Tony came in from the elevator, going to the bar to get a drink before settling down with Y/n and Loki. He paused at the head on the counter, but before he could get a word out to Y/n, the think spoke.

"Dum Dum give me gum gum."

Tony gave a shout of surprise as he fell back, nearly knocking his head on the counter. He swore at Loki and Y/n from his spot on the floor as they laughed from the couch.

#avengers #loki #loki x reader #loki x chubby reader #loki x plus size reader

[vventure]

VVenture Masterlist

Black Clover

Crimson Lions

-Fuegoleon Meeting His S/O at Magic Knights Exam - [SFW]

-Vino - Fuegoleon Vermillion x f!reader [SFW]

Silver Eagles

-Loud Mouth - Nozel Silva x f!reader [SFW]

-Self-Conscious - Nozel Silva x chubby!f!reader [SFW]

Black Bulls

-Zora Ideale SFW and NSFW Headcanons [NSFW]

Haikyuu!!

Karasuno

-Dessert Before Dinner - Koushi Sugawara x f!reader [NSFW]

-Just a Little Stressed - Asahi Azumane x f!reader [NSFW]

-Trust Me - Keishin Ukai x f!reader [NSFW]

-An Even Better Show - Koushi Sugawara x f!reader [NSFW]

-Late Night Rendezvous - Daichi Sawamura x f!reader [NSFW]

-Cloudburst - Ennoshita Chikara x American!reader [SFW]

Aoba Johsai

-Tables Turned - Hajime Iwaizumi x f!reader [NSFW]

-Beg - Tooru Oikawa x masochistic!f!reader [NSFW]

Nekoma

-A Special Gift - Tetsurou Kuroo x f!reader [NSFW]

-Truth or Dare - Tetsurou Kuroo x f!reader [NSFW]

Fukurodani

-Sanguine - Keiji Akaashi x f!reader [NSFW]

Shiratorizawa

-Seriously? - Wakatoshi Ushijima x f!reader [NSFW]

-Flex for Me - Tendou Satori x f!reader [SFW]

Date Tech

-Nuzzles - Takanobu Aone x gn!reader [SFW]

-Aone NSFW Headcanons [NSFW]

-Rainy Anniversary - Takanobu Aone x gn!reader [SFW]

-Mouth Games - Kenji Futakuchi x f!reader [NSFW]

-Melt - Kenji Futakuchi x f!reader [NSFW]

Multi-Character Headcanons

-Kuroo, Aone, & Daichi with a Cuddly Short Friend [SFW]

-Ushijima & Daichi Breeding Kink [NSFW]

Specials

-A Cool Mom - Haikyuu!! x Mean Girls Crossover [SFW]

Series

-’Slipped’ Kuroo Tetsurou x reader, Kuroo Tetsurou x reader x Bokuto Koutarou [NSFW] - Part 1, Part 2 - complete

-Atsumu Miya Must Die - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Kuroko’s Basketball

-His Sweet Side - Taiga Kagami x gn!reader [SFW]

My Hero Academia

-Spanx and Spanks - Tenya Iida x f!reader [NSFW]

-Naughty Angel - Neito Monoma x f!reader [NSFW]

-Kiss it Better - Eijirou Kirishima x f!reader [NSFW]

-Cute Relationship HCs - Taishiro Toyomitsu (Fat Gum) x gn!reader [SFW]

Seraph of the End: Vampire Reign

-Ferid Bathory and Guren Ichinose Smutty Headcanons - [NSFW]

#masterlist #My Hero Academia #Boku no Hero Academia #BNHA #MHA #Black Clover #Black Clover x reader #MHA x reader #My Hero Academia x reader #Boku no Hero Academia x reader #Haikyuu!! #Haikyu!! #hq!! #Haikyu #haikyuu!! headcanons #hq #Haikyuu!! x reader #Haikyu!! x reader #hq!! x reader #Owari no Seraph #Seraph of the End: Vampire Reign #OnS #Owari no Seraph x reader #Seraph of the End x reader #OnS x reader

[faulty-writes]

Warning: Mentions of Bullying. 

Fandom: My Hero Academia 

Pairing: Student!Taishiro Toyomitsu (Fat Gum) x Student!Reader 

[I just love Fat Gum okay. My marshmallow man deserves all the love!] 

[A lot of crazy things happen to High School students, of course, your life was a little better knowing you had a friend like Taishiro. Despite the fact he got made fun of, you always found him to be charming and you had a little crush on him. So what happens when he invites you to a food truck festival?] 

Shiketsu High School is one Hero Academy that can match up to U.A. High School, but even so. It was a personal belief of yours that anyone could be a hero with the proper training. Of course, you were privileged enough to be able to get into the hero course of Shiketsu and you were proud of that. You had made so many wonderful friends and each one of them held the same dream as you, to be a great Pro Hero one day. Of course, there was one person you were closest to and his name was Taishiro Toyomitsu. The boy that would eventually grow up to become Fat Gum. 

You always found him to be a funny guy, despite the fact he easily towered over the other students and his quirk was a little strange. He was always eating, but he was friendly and was always willing to help others. If you were being completely honest, you had a little crush on him. But Shiketsu had set down certain rules regarding student relations. Being a hero was more important than romance to them and part of you understood that, but then again did anyone have the right to tell you what your heart wanted? Despite knowing the rules, you couldn’t help yourself. 

Taishiro was the one you had come to want, even if other students made fun of him for no good reason. But you always defended him and in turn, those students would begin to tease you about your crush on him, you were happy their words were just depicted as rumors even if they were true. Still, at the moment you were lucky enough to be his friend and that’s all you could ever ask for or so you thought. When you walked into class, you took your normal seat behind Toishiro who grinned before turning around to face you. “Hi y/n!” he said enthusiastically, waving his hand despite the fact you were right in front of him.  

Still, you smiled at his silly antics. “Hi Taishiro, I’m assuming you’re well this morning.” he nodded, still wearing that same smile. “You bet!” he replied as he gave you the thumbs up. His blond hair bouncing from his movements, “Hey I was wonderin’ something.” he said as he sheepishly looked at you. His fingers nervously tapping along the back of his seat which made you a little confused, he only acted this way when he wanted to ask you to do something with him or for him. You couldn’t wait to see which one it was, but you didn’t mind doing favors for Taishiro. After all, he was the one you had a crush on. Though you hid it well. 

“Which is …” you said, moving two fingers in a circular motion to try and get him to hurry up and say it. “Oh.” he caught the hint and blushed, “Right! Um, I have it here somewhere. Just a sec!” he urged as he rummaged through his backpack, a slightly panicked expression came across his face but it disappeared when he pulled out a small pamphlet. “Here we go, almost thought I lost!” he said with another grin before he dropped it onto your desk. “Hm?” you blinked and picked it up, immediately you noticed the food truck on the cover. “There’s gonna be a food truck festival in downtown Toyko ...and well …” he paused and rubbed the back of his head. 

His eyes glanced up and his cheeks were turning pink, you flipped through the pamphlet. Looking over the different food trucks that would be there and what they would be serving, it sounded pretty good. Your eyes shifted back to Taishiro who still looked flustered, “Would you like to go with me y/n? I’d sure appreciate a day with you. It doesn’t have to be a date or anything! Just …” he paused and nervously began to play with his fingers, a pout on his face and you chuckled. “It’s okay Taishiro, I’d love to go with you.” he paused and looked at you, blinking. “R-Really?!” he smiled and leaped over the desk to hug you. 

“Thank you, y/n! Don’t you worry! It’ll be great, I promise I’ll make sure you have the best day of your life!” he said before licking his lips, he couldn’t wait to taste all the delicious food. You smiled and hugged him back, despite the giggles you heard from the back of the class. You growled quietly as you heard the chatter and whispered words, most of them were directed at Taishiro. Gees, did people care about looks that much they’d make fun of someone for it? Ignorant bastards, you didn’t want to cause a fight in class. So instead, you focused on the hug and squeezed Taishiro before he pulled away, talking about how excited he was for the food truck festival. 

It took place over the weekend and though it wasn’t as big as the Sports Festival, it was still pretty big. There was a large crowd and the aroma of various foods filled the air which made your stomach growl. But you kept close to Taishiro who pushed through the crowd, you were hanging onto his arm and he was smiling. “You alright there, y/n? Let me know if I’m going too fast,” he said and you nodded. “I’m fine! Just a little crowded that’s all,” you replied, though you normally fine in crowds sometimes they became too much. Still, you felt a little better because you were with Taishiro and he was heading straight for one of the ramen trucks. 

“What kind of flavor would you like, y/n?” he questioned, turning to grin at you. “I like them all to be honest, not sure if I could pick a favorite!” you couldn’t help but smile at his honesty. “I think I’ll take the beef.” you said before he nodded, “Sounds great! Make that two!” he said and smiled when he got the small samples. “Mm, smells good!” he said as he handed you one. It was in a small bowl and came with a pair of disposable chopsticks. You laughed as you watched Taishiro swallow his noodles down without a problem and you slowly slurped yours up. “I’d like to try that American food truck next!” he said cheerfully before grabbing your arm. 

It was amazing how much one man could eat, then again it made sense with his quirk and you noticed the more he ate, the plumper he became but it was kind of cute. In fact, part of you just wanted to pinch his chubby little cheeks. He was adorable but you were too shy to tell him that. Instead, you continued to walk around holding your stomach. Taishiro still wanted more food, but he was very considerate of you, especially when you told him you were full. “Well, that’s okay! We can wait a little while, I don’t mind!” he said as cheerful as ever, finishing off the last sample he had gotten. 

“Uh ...thanks Taishiro” you said, rubbing your swollen belly. He smiled and wrapped his arm around you and a gasp came as you found yourself being pulled against him. He was so squishy, somehow that made you blush. “Anytime y/n! You know I’ll always take good care of you.” His words made your blush deepen and you felt your heart flutter. “Uh, thank you again, Taishiro I-” your words were interrupted when you heard the sound of music begin to blast through the air and you jumped. “Hey there!” Taishiro said, pulling you even closer. 

“It’s okay, it’s just music. Let’s see where it’s coming from,” he suggested and you looked at him before nodding. He smiled and reached down to take your hand and butterflies replaced that nauseous feeling you had. His hand felt pudgy in your own but so secure and loving. It was somewhat of an overwhelming feeling. You looked down at your conjoined hands before looking at Taishiro, even in his chubby state he looked handsome and you weren’t sure how long you could keep your feelings down. You had a feeling you’d just snap one day and blurt your feelings out before kissing him. 

But you didn’t want to ruin your friendship with him either, sometimes life sucked. You sigh before Taishiro stopped. “Hey look at that!” he said as he pointed one of his pudgy fingers toward a makeshift dance floor. There was a small stage and a live band was playing, “Oh wow …” you said, blinking at the display. Those that were dancing looked to be having a good time and it almost made you want to join in. “Hey, wanna dance?” Taishiro asked, almost as if he read your mind. You jumped and looked at him, once more blushing. “M-Me? Well, I ...I c-can’t dance!” you replied, but the song that was currently playing came to an end and a slow song began. 

“Oh hey, they changed the song.” he said before glancing at you with a shy expression. “Well, uh ...if it’s not too much to ask. Would you fancy a dance with me?” he questioned, nervously scratching the back of his head and you almost fainted. He just asked you to dance!? Oh God, you couldn’t really deny him. He asked so politely and he seemed just as nervous as you were. You took a deep breath and Taishiro extended his hand. “It couldn’t hurt, a dance with a fat man huh?” you jumped, “Taishiro! I don’t care about that …” you muttered as you glanced to the side before taking his hand and he happily guided you to the dancefloor. 

You placed one hand on his shoulder, which was a little hard considering the height difference between you two and your free hand was holding onto his. Your fingers threaded together which made your heart skyrocket. His free hand was placed on your hip and he guided you, though you were just stepping back and forth. You pressed yourself as close as you could to him and smiled, despite your heart pounding in your chest. You felt so happy in that moment dancing with him and he, in turn, smiled down at you. “This is nice huh?” he said, giggling nervously and you nodded. “I like it,” you said as you leaned your head against his chest which made his face light up. “O-Oh!” his giggling continued but you didn’t mind, you’d take any excuse you could to get close to him. 

Of course, your moment of bliss ended when Taishiro cried out. “Huh!?” you shot your head up when he retracted his hands from you and rubbed the back of his now sore head. “What happened?” you questioned before you heard the obnoxious laughter. “What!?” you growled and stepped past Taishiro to see the group of classmates that often made fun of him, one of them was tossing a rock in the palm of their hand. “What the hell do you think you’re doing!? Apologize now!” you demanded and the three classmates looked at each other before continuing to laugh. 

“Hah! I can’t believe they like dancing with the human whale!” the first one said before nudging the second one who nodded, “Yeah, make sure he doesn’t squish you with all that fat!” they said before the third one spoke, “Maybe they have a thing for fatties.” you growled and cracked your knuckles, the eerie sound seemed to pierce through the music and the three classmates stopped laughing. “Uh …” one of them said, but they all noticed the threatening scowl you had as you stomped over to them. “If you’re so goddamn shallow about someone’s appearance let alone weight, someone ought to teach you a lesson.” you hissed and took another step closer to them, watching them cower. 

“We were only joking!” one of them said and you shook your head. “I don’t care if it’s a joke or not! Don’t you dare make fun of someone I care about! Taishiro is amazing and one day he’ll be a better hero than any of you and if you ever make fun of him again, you’ll answer to me!” you snapped and Taishiro watched in amazement as your words alone made the bullies turn and run. You huffed, “Bastards …” you muttered before turning back to Taishiro who stood there with a blank expression. “Ya know you didn’t have to do that right?” he said as you approached him, laying your hands on his chest. 

“Yes I did, you don’t deserve that treatment Taishiro. I don’t care if it’s your quirk or not, you are fine the way you are and I ...I can’t take someone making fun of ...saying such awful things about someone I …” you paused, looking down. Your cheeks turning a soft red, you shivered when you felt Taishiro’s hands on your shoulders. “That you what?” he questioned and you sigh, tilting your head back up to look at him. Despite knowing the rules your school had put down for you and the fear of ruining your friendship with Taishiro, you couldn’t let your heart suffer anymore. “I ...I really like you Taishiro,” you held up your hand, preventing him from speaking. 

“I’ve liked you for a long time and I know ...that’s stupid and I know you’re more focused on your hero career,” you said as you glanced away, closing your eyes. “But I just ...had to tell you that-”  Taishiro reached out to grab your chin, leaning over to silence your words with a sweet kiss. He tasted like pork and honey sauce, but damn if that kiss didn’t make your head spin. But you barely got enough time to enjoy it before he pulled away, smiling at you. “I’m not much of a rule-breaker myself, but I know one thing. My heart is sweet for your sugar and I kind of asked you here in hopes that ...you’d take it as a date. I didn’t know how else to tell you how I felt and well ...I thought you wouldn’t exactly like a big old chubby bunny like me. But I guess it worked out after all.” he said before chuckling. 

Your face was hot and you could hear your heartbeat echo in your ears. “O-Oh …” you said before looking at the ground, nervously shifting on your feet. “Hey.” you blinked but made no move to look at him. “Don’t get all shy on me now, it’s okay.” Taishiro insisted as he pulled you in for another hug and you squeaked in response before finally, looking at him. “Was the kiss too much? Heh sorry,” he apologized with a smile. “But overall, I thought it was a pretty good time to kiss you! I’ve been wanting to do it for a while so I took the chance,” he explained and you chuckled. “Hey I know, how about we try more food? Your tummy ache is gone right?” he questioned and you hesitantly nodded. 

“Great! Then maybe tomorrow we can go out on a real date! What do you say?” he questioned and you were surprised by his insistence, not that it was a bad thing. You knew he’d never push anyone into doing something they didn’t want. “I um, I think I’d like that,” you replied before smiling at your marshmallow man. “Great! Then maybe you could help me pick out a hero name. I was thinking of Fat Gum seeing as I got all this fat and it’s squishy like gum.” you giggled at his explanation and reached down to take his hand, slipping your fingers between his. “I think that sounds like a wonderful hero name,” you replied before standing on your tippy-toes to give him a kiss on the cheek. 

#fat gum x reader #taishiro x reader #bnha reader insert #bnha fanfiction #bnha x reader

[basicmyherowhore]

Awww how about some Fat Gum moments , with his chubby wife 🥰

Literally, Fat Gum holds a special place in my heart. I know he gives amazing hugs, I just know it🥹 I decided to make this as head canons because I felt like it fit best. Kinda short but I hope you enjoy!

It’s not common knowledge that the BMI hero has a wife at home. Only his closest associates and sidekicks know of your existence. He feels that you’re safest this way. This doesn’t mean that he doesn’t talk about you any chance that he gets though.

All of the people that he trusts know how much he adores you. You’re all he ever talks about other than certain topics in the hero world. They know what delicious food you make, they know how pretty Fat Gum thinks you look in sun dresses in the spring, and they know how perfect you are for him.

When he’s home Taishiro loves to cuddle you. Whether he’s in big mode or skinny mode, his favorite thing is to feel your soft body against his. You’ll have to plead with him to let you go so you can start on dinner for him. If he does let you go, he’ll simply follow you to the kitchen and press up against you when the opportunity presents itself while you’re cooking.

Though he’s very strict about you being discovered, he loves to go out with you on mini dates. He takes you out when it’s darker on the week days. People are usually at home or heading there and are less likely to notice you.

His favorite places to take you are bakeries. While your sweet tooth isn’t nearly as sweet at his, he loves seeing your face light up when you try a new dessert. He never misses the chance to kiss away any crumbs or cream that may linger on your lips.

Speaking of kisses, he always kisses your forehead. Whether it’s him saying goodbye before work, thanking you for a good meal, or a silent good night when you fall asleep before him in bed, he never fails to press a kiss to your head. It’s his way of showing more gentle affection.

He stares at you a lot. How could he not stare? You’re the most beautiful woman to ever walk the Earth in his mind. He thinks you look amazing in everything and especially in nothing. But his favorite types of clothes to see on you are sundresses. He likes how they cling to your upper curves, round out around your bottom and flow out around your legs. He also loves seeing you in shorts or thigh high socks. Both? That’s a dangerous combo that will have him dragging you to the bedroom.

There’s not a single part of your body that he doesn’t like. He loves your soft belly, your thick thighs, your pudgy hands. He loves the stretch marks and cellulite that decorate your skin. In his eyes you have no flaws. You’re perfect. He’d kiss every inch of your skin each day just so you’d know how much he loves your body the way it is.

He loves taking you shopping. Of course he rents the mall out for a few hours for safety reasons, but he’ll follow you shop to shop without a single complaint. He won’t let you carry a single bag, gripping all of them in his massive hands. His platinum credit card is made for your shopping sprees, “Buy whatever your heart desires, Sugar”

He calls you things like honey, love, sweetheart, sugar, and darling. Sometimes as a joke he’ll call you pudding because he knows you think that one’s dumb (secretly you like it). When’s he’s especially in love with you he hits you with “My Sweet Girl” and it always makes you melt.

Sometimes when he’s in the mood to be babied he’ll ask if he can rest his head on your chest or belly. If you let him, which you almost always do, he’ll lay on you, allowing you to card your fingers through his dusty blonde locks. He likes to snuggle his face against your stomach especially, enjoying to warmth that radiates from your plush body.

Regardless of your size, Taishiro carries you around with ease whenever you let him. Because of your small stature compared to his 7 and a half foot frame, people have said it looks like he’s holding a doll when he’s carrying you. Hearing that only made him want to carry you more.

When you finally meet his new intern, a first year from UA named Kirishima, he shows you off with so much pride. You let him fawn over you after rolling your eyes and offering the boy a soft smile as a greeting, waving at Amajiki who you already know before heading into the kitchen to finish lunch. You don’t hear when the red head whispers to his upper class man about how surprised he is by Fat Gum’s cute wife.

Taishiro doesn’t miss it though. He beams with pride. Watching lovingly as you take care of him and his interns. He feels unbelievably lucky to have you by his side.

#bnha #my hero acadamia #fat gum #fat gum x reader #taishiro toyomitsu #taishiro toyomitsu x reader #fat gum x chubby! reader #head canons #fat gum x reader head canons

[bokutoslilwife]

Fat gum x chubby reader

I love me some fat gum he's so Daddy

"come on y/n" fatgum begs as he slowches at his desk not wanting to do paperwork."no fatgum I told you we haft to finish this before we go any were" you replied shutting down the board hero. As you continued to sort out the papers on his desk one of his fans came in that happened to work at his agency.

"hi fat~" she says flirty as she walks over to him untill she saw you that's when She made a disgusting face. "Why are you with her would've you prefer to be with a girl like me who has it all". You just rolled you're eyes at the girl "oh hi yui" fatgum replied nicely to the anoying girl she continued to flirt with him before he had told her to leave.

"someones has a great fan" you say sarcastically not looking him in the eye. He could heare the sadness in your voice knowing that he had felling for you all though you were his student he still had fells for you.

He stood up and mad his to you he snakes his arm around your plush waist as his nose nuzzles into your neck. "Sorry" he says softly taking in your scent.

#fatgum #my hero fanfic #x chubby reader #my hero academia

[obutsuwrites]

confectionery kisses (fat gum x reader)

summary: “I know you’re enjoyin’ me, but -- uh -- can I kiss ya?” The alcohol hit him fully now; the hero too enumerated to be bashful. Steamie looked up and was greeted by lemon color eyes that held utter kindness. xxx lord forgive me bc this is so wholesome it killed me!!! but basically, bakery!au ft. meet-cute w/ drunken kissing shenanigans~! (well it's 1 kiss ok but it is what it is) 

author note: i’m considering a part 2 that picks up where this leaves off, but w smut. if that’s sumthin anyone would b interested in, pls lmk~!

reader is nonbinary/afab!

word count: 2,130

my ao3 for more shitposts~!

my ko-fi~!

my inbox is open 4 requests :3c

Focused, flour caked hands kneaded the dough before them. The young baker too engrossed by the magic of dough to notice a soft chime sound through the shop. Customers weren’t uncommon for them. Steamie’s Bakery was a word-of-mouth local treasure. A bewitching pastry shop that had the best donuts, honest. Steamie -- as they prefer -- adored their neighbors praises. Steady streams of patrons in a ‘hot spot’ for criminal activity wasn’t exactly the best business decision. However, this run-down homestyle bakery -- and it’s holes -- were theirs. 

Steamie hummed as they worked. Their mind was stuck within sugary confectionery. 

“Hey… y’all open?” This man’s voice was gruff and carefree. A smile wrapped in his syllables. 

Fat Gum stood within the tiny bakery. His form dwarfed the modest space; the edge of his hood scrapped against the ceiling as he waited for a response. The BMI Hero was surprised his lumbering footsteps hadn’t alerted the owner. Was it possible he had misread the sign? Work had drained him recently. Fat Gum had practically dragged himself to Steamie’s Bakery. Locals babbled constantly about the place, and he desired a quiet bite after hours. The quant business was one of the only eateries open at such an hour. 

The abrupt sound whipped the enamored baker from their task. Warm eyes glanced up, irises bright and alive despite the time. “Hi. Yes! Yes, we are. I’m Steamie.” Their eyes met the giant man who stood awkwardly in front of a display. He looked so out of place, the man’s body bulbous and impossibly large. Steamie guessed by the man’s rather campy mask that he was an off-duty hero. A species of hero not seen often around their street. The area deemed too dangerous for such leisurely activity. 

Truth be told, Steamie didn’t care about heroes. Or villains. The tall baker instead hyper focused upon baking. A hobby that morphed into a job. However, a small voice inside Steamie wanted to impress the man. He seemed so friendly and looked so… cuddly. Like a sentient teddy bear. A man composed of pillows and kindness. 

Fat Gum furrowed his brows. The BMI Hero seemed to be in deep thought over exactly which eclair to buy. He had never seen so many flavors before. Strawberry, blueberry, cherry, watermelon. Every flavor sounded as delicious as the last. Pink tongue darted out between his lips and teeth. A sugar overload was tempting. Simple black coffee wouldn’t cure this sluggy fog. Besides, he had burned away precious fat today. It was a treat. 

“Steamie? Does your quirk help with your work?” Fat Gum asked, as he scanned the pastries. He noticed their designs now. Soft and lacy intricate artwork that intertwined on each eclair; each pattern unique and perfectly executed. Every baked good was a labor of love. 

A snort escaped Steamie; the sound high pitched and hearty. 

“I wish. No, I just emit a puff of steam. I’m basically a glorified dehumidifier.” Steamie brushed flour decorated hands against their apron. The young baker was keen to serve the hero. Hero culture wasn’t an interest of theirs, but the physical embodiment of a pillow was too enticing for the baker. They wondered what exactly their job was. ‘Due to his size… maybe rescue?’

It was now Fat Gum’s turn to laugh. Rumbly and soft. “I don’t do rescue. Say, uh, how much are these eclairs?” 

Rambling out loud was habitual for them. Their thoughts grew legs of their own and walked out into tangible space. They were immune to the embarrassment of it, instead accepting their odd trait.

Steamie slapped a dusty hand to their forehead. “I don’t have price tags..?” The sentence was in limbo between a question and an answer. They had rearranged the shop recently. Changing pastry stock required innovation. The elclairs before Fat Gum had been a stroke of late night genius. Birthed from the desire for a gooey center and intricate lace. A happy medium for the proud baker. 

The baker quickly stepped behind the counter, dust flew from their hands. Diligent hands eventually found a leftover tag and wrote down a price. Patrons caused Steamie to envelope themselves into baking. Most days, flour and powdered sugar felt impossible to wash off. Almost like a second skin; signs of their success. 

Steamie beckoned Fat Gum to the counter. The BMI Hero obliged; pep in his gait. 

“Here. Don’t go thinking you’re getting a discount!” Steamie’s laugh echoed in the bakery as they handed the hero price tags. Fat Gum could swear the baker’s body vibrated from the sound. “I’ve been busy lately. Cakes and pies don’t sell themselves.” 

The hero’s smile grew like marigolds; fast and vibrant. Steamie didn’t mind looking at this hero. His posture was proud, but hid something. A mystery Steamie couldn’t quite figure out. ‘Kinda interesting…’

“What’s  interesting?” Fat Gum asked, the giant of a man still enamored by pastries. 

“You know my quirk; what’s yours? It’s probably super interesting.” 

The hero’s face contorted into a mix of confusion and admiration. ‘Does she not know who I am?’ “My quirk is fat absorption. I don’t usually look like this!” A laugh erupted from the man. His notoriety meant everyone knew of his quirk. The banter was refreshing. Fat Gum enjoyed the naivety of the baker. 

Their conversation died down as Fat Gum perused baked goods. Steamie wandered back to their original post. They almost forgot the hero was in the shop. Heavy footsteps dissolved any fantasy of peace and quiet. Little moments of serenity were scarce, but nightfall brought the quiet Steamie craved. A meager smile etched into the corners of the baker’s mouth. They hummed as they worked; now fully absorbed in kneading dough. 

“Hey,” the hero’s gruff voice broke the silence between them, “hope it’s not too much trouble, but I’m ready to be rung up!” His words carried an airiness to them; like cotton candy. Steamie wondered if this was a natural state for Fat Gum. 

Steamie nodded, again wiping their hands on their apron. Dusty fingers worked at the register and completed the transaction between the two. 

Fat Gum stopped short of the door and turned to the baker still stationed at the counter. “What’s your name?” He asked with childish curiosity, as if Steamie’s name was a mystery. 

“Like I said, I’m Steamie,” they replied, eyeing the hero. It wasn’t uncommon for locals to ask what their real name was, but as far as Steamie cared, Steamie was their name. An abstract, genderless name that suited them. 

Fat Gum laughed, a hearty sound that echoed through the empty bakery. Steamie swore display cases shook. Almost reminiscent of thunder. “No, uh, your… Your real name, unless you prefer Steamie. It’s cute.” A tint of red dotted his cheeks, unable to hide the embarrassment that painted his face. He didn’t intend to tell the baker; the compliment had slipped past him. 

“Steamie is who I am. Is Fat Gum not who you are?” They chose to ignore the comment, it was muttered anyway, as if the hero was embarrassed. It was polite to not intimate customers. 

“Toyomitsu,” the hero said and pointed to his chest; a smile stretched across his face. 

“It was nice to meet you, Toyomitsu.”

∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

Fat Gum -- or Toyomitsu as he preferred -- was absent from the shop, until several weeks after their first meeting. 

It was closing time and Steamie was locking up. Despite their dingy location, the baker only carried two keys; one to lock up and the other to unlock their apartment. There were better things to steal than confectionery. 

“Long time no see, huh, Steamie?” 

The thunderous voice obviously belonged to Toyomitsu; unique and hearty. 

The baker flinched at the sudden noise and swiftly turned to the BMI Hero. His face was no longer taunt and long, but instead, squishy and soft. Chubby cheeks that were made for pinching and a soft, bulbous belly. The man before them sounded like Toyomitsu, but his hefty frame was the opposite of the hero Steamie met. 

“You’re… Toyomitsu, right?” Remembering names wasn’t one of Steamie’s strong suits. 

A light blush crept across Toyomitsu’s face, ending at the tips of his ears. “That’s me! Kinda surprised you remembered, it’s been awhile.” 

Steamie nodded and finished to lock the door, pocketing their key. 

“I was wondering,” Toyomitsu began, “if you wanted to get a bite. It’d be my treat!” The hero’s tone was excited, like a child asking for a sweet. ‘He’s so enduring like this… reminds me of a teddy bear.’ Steamie’s lips curled into a petite smile. A secret between friends. 

In truth, Toyomitsu wanted more than a dinner date, but any meaningful relationship is built on friendship. At least that’s the advice he offered to Red Riot. The pro hero wanted to kiss the baker and pinch their cheeks; all while cooing at them. 

“No thanks, I’m exhausted from today,” Steamie replied. They saw Toyomitsu’s wide grin falter and felt a pang in their chest. ‘His face is just too cute!’ “Actually, I don’t live far from here, and I have some left-over pastries. They don’t sell like my eclairs.” Anything Steamie baked was delicious, Toyomitsu decided. 

“Sure!” He eagerly replied. A grin encompassed his face as the couple walked towards the baker’s apartment. 

∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

The BMI hero sat across Steamie as the baker dove into another work related story. He adored the spark in their eyes, like tiny sprinkles decorating a vibrant treat. A treat he wanted to admire and cherish. Watching Steamie become animated while they talked caused Toyomitsu’s heart to quiver against his ribcage. 

Steamie -- to their credit -- truly opened up after several cups of wine; slurring and excited. Their thoughts were no longer accidental blurbs, but drunken fragments. 

“...an’ that’s why I don’ keep sugar an’ flour!” 

Toyomitsu nodded, tufts of blond feathered around his forehead. 

“Wanna touch your cheeks, can I?” The baker asked, their voice small and childlike. This was the first sentence that wasn’t a slurred mess, and yet, Toyomitsu still felt heat bloom in his cheeks. 

Gently, Toyomitsu brought their small hand -- that his own dwarfed -- against his cheek. The baker’s touch was warm, like fresh baked bread. Without realizing, the hero nuzzled into Steamie’s palm. 

‘So soft…’

“Yeah, you are.” The alcohol had made Toyomitsu brave, lion hearted and flustered. 

Pink sprinkled across Steamie’s face as they withdrew their hand and buried their face within their palms. “Sorry,” the baker slurred, “you… You look so ‘oft.” 

Toyomitsu chuckled at the mumbled apology. “S’ok, you’re cute.” 

Steamie let out a soft gasp, “Cute? Dunno ‘bout that! But I think your cheeks…” They weren’t accustomed to compliments, especially compliments from a teddy bear. ‘Wanna bury myself in his chest.’

“You can.” 

Steamie’s face was uncovered and ever red, the baker unable to justify hiding the inferno that burned into their cheeks. 

The baker devolved into a red and squealing mess; unable to form coherent sentences, like little pieces of creamy confectionery. The pro hero wondered what their plush lips felt like pressed up against his… They looked so small, so delicate. A treasure he wanted to covet. The hero’s large, calloused finger reached up and quickly swiped across the supple flesh. ‘Like a flower petal,’ Toyomitsu thought. 

The baker drifted into Toyomitsu’s lap; scorching and far too big for their frame. “Ya smell ‘ice,” Steamie mumbled and buried their face into the gigantic man’s chest. Fluffy and cozy, like a pillow. “Like a pillow!” Steamie couldn’t help the outburst. Toyomitsu wasn’t a man, but a plushie they wanted to bury themselves in. He was velvety and felt like home. The baker inhaled his scent, trying to memorize the floral notes of his laundry soap. Vanilla and honeysuckle. 

Toyomitsu petted their hair, running his fingers through long strands. Even their hair was soft. Steamie was a squishy marshmallow he wanted to keep. He wrapped an arm around their small body, hyper aware of their delicate structure. Warm hands began to rub Steamie’s back as they nuzzled against Toyomitsu’s sweatshirt. ‘Feels like a hug.’

“I know you’re enjoyin’ me, but -- uh -- can I kiss ya?” The alcohol hit him fully now; the hero too enumerated to be bashful. Steamie looked up and was greeted by lemon color eyes that held utter kindness. 

Their tongue refused to cooperate, the baker only able to produce a curt nod. Their face was a blazing wildfire, a vibrant array of pinks and rogues. 

Slowly, Toyomitsu pressed his chapped lips against the baker’s mouth. The kiss was slow and sloppy, neither party capable of coordinated motion. Toyomitsu brushed his tongue along their lips and tasted sugar. His mind was clouded with lewd thoughts of the baker as he finally broke the kiss; greedy lungs heaving -- desperate for air. 

“Ya taste good, wonder what this tastes like,” the pro hero pondered. His hand gently palming between their thighs.

#Taishiro Toyomitsu x reader #fat gum x reader #bnha #fluff #wholesome #Bakery!AU

[cacti-are-like-flamingos]

**✔ means that it is finished just not published

**🌟 means that it was requested

Stories -

the nefarious few

Oneshots -

Addiction (Dabi x Reader) 

Headcanons -

Analyzing Keigo Takami... 🌟

Dating Todoroki...

Todoroki with a nurturing fem s/o...

Bakugou with a extremely laid back s/o...

Hawks and Dabi meeting a blunt and chill reader...

Inasa with a Hispanic chubby s/o...

Aizawa, Fat Gum, and Hawks w/ a plus size!reader...    🌟

Dating tattoo artist! Dabi...

Chisaki brings his s/o to the doctor’s... 

Dating Momo... 

Dating Shinsou...

Helping Dabi dye his hair...  

Dating Keigo Takami... 

Dating Shindou... 🌟

Being the child of AFO...

Panicked Deku calling All Might b/c of Nomu...🌟

Midnight with a shy s/o... 🌟

Imagines - 

Imagine being twin flames with Eri (Parental)  

Imagine going ice skating with Bakugou and he’s like Bambi on ice 

#myheroacademia #my hero academia #mha #bokunoheroacademia #boku no hero academia #bnha #masterlist #fanfiction #fanfic #imagines #headcanons #oneshots #my hero academia x reader #boku no hero academia x reader #bnha imagines #bnha oneshots #bnha headcanons #angst #romance #smut #death #fluff #sad

[officalkittycat1619]

I'll always be your hero

《Mirio Togata x Chubby Reader》 Chapter 6

"Where.......where am I?"

The young girl gets up from where she laid. From where she was, she was on a hospital bed. She had multiple bandages on her arm, legs, and her back. It looked like she was in a terrible fight or something. She wasn't the only one in the room, a man was sitting on a chair sleeping. By the way how his face was, it seemed he was crying for hours.

"D-Dad?....."

The man, who seems to be her father, gets up from his slumber. He opens his eyes, with one glance he instantly walks over and hugs her. "(Reader).....thank god....." He sighs with relief.

"Dad...What happened? Where's-" She was cut off with her Dad crying. "I'm sorry (Reader).....she didn't make it....." Her eyes widen with shock, slowly tears coming out. "No! She can't be!" She panicked as tears started to come out. "Daddy...she can't.....She just can't!"

(Reader) cried for hours, she couldn't accept it, the perfect she dearly cares for is gone.

The doctors came in soon right after she woke up and checking on her injuries. They weren't too serious or anything, but a huge scar was left in her back. (Reader) just laid there on her bed with an emotionless yet depressing look. She wanted to be left alone, not talk to anyone for hours or even days.

"Kid....."

Her attention was caught by a young man with dark blonde hair, golden eyes, and red wings. With one gaze at him, (Reader) looked away, and stares at the window. "I heard what happen Kid.....I'm sorry for what happen...."

Flashbacks of what occurred that night came to her, it was so much for her to even handle. The sounds of screaming, maniacal laughter and her yelling in pain made her wanted to end her life. "Hey Kid, it's okay I'm here..." The male was already comforting her. It seemed like (Reader) was having a panic attack.

"I know it's hard to accept this, but keep this in mind....you can't save everyone kid..."

-(Reader)-

"Is this where Dad wants us to be?" I looked over the building Dad wanted us to go. "Hey, Guritchi!" Nejire pulls me into a tight hug. "Hey, Hadou." I noticed Tamaki was here too. "Hey, Tama!" This was becoming far too of a coincidence that Nejire and Tamaki were here. Things got even weirder was Midoriya is here too. He wasn't the only one here though. Two girls and a guy were here too. From what I can remember, they're in Fatgum and Ryuku's agency.

We all entered the building together. Multiple heroes from numerous agencies were here too. Well not all of them are here though. I saw Dad and Bubble from a far, which I walked up to them. "Hey, Dad.." He looks down at him. "Was it is (Reader)?"

"Why are all of these heroes from different agencies here?" I asked with confusion. "You'll find out soon (Reader)." He responded briefly.

When the meeting started, Dad raised his voice, getting everyone's attention. He started to discuss the on-going case of the Shie Hassaikai, a criminal organization. Bubble and Centipeder explained about the current investigation and how another gang called, the League of Villains, so happened to be involved with the Shie Hassaikai

"I get it they're from U.A. but what are a bunch of kids doing here?" Rock Lock asked in an irritated tone. "We'll never get anywhere with them here."

I glared at him with a slight annoyance. Does he honestly think we don't have the right to be here. Since Mirio was sitting next to me, he holds my hand from under the table and gives it a gentle squeeze in order to try calming me down.

"Don't say that!" Fatgum cuts in, getting up from his seat and point at Tamaki and Kirishima. "These two have super important information!" He did his introduction to those who didn't know him. The conversation continued with Dad; Something about unauthorized drugs being used. Fatgum explains about the night Kirishima was with him and Tamaki.

"The night when Red Riot debuted his fight...." The thought of it made him crush the candy that was in his hands. "A type I'd never seen before was shot into Tamaki...A drug that destroys Quirks." Mirio & I jumped from our seats in panic. "Are you kidding me?!" "What?! Tamaki, you're okay right?" Mirio asked with worry. Luckily the effect of the bullet wasn't permanent, Tamaki even showed up proof he got his quirk back.

The discussion continued on to a point where the results of the analysis of the bullet, had actually had human blood cells. That made my heart and soul stopped for a moment. Even Mirio and Midoriya were in pure shock too. Fat gum continues to talk, pointing that drugs were indeed in fact from the Hassaikai. Dad cuts in the discussion, something Ryuku's fight the other day, how one of the villains used a drug to turn themselves huge.

The image of a Chisaki appeared, which Mirio, Midoriya, and I looked surprised. Dad explains about how his quirk is Overhaul, he basically has the ability to disassemble and restore things, to a point where he can break and fix anything he desires. This ties with the bullet, that's able to disassemble quirks. I just stared at the screen in pure shock along with fear in my eyes. The image of Eri......

Her plead for help....

That made my heart stop. I then looked down, not looking at anything at all. I can Mirio and Midoriya are feeling the amount of pain I'm feeling right now. Dad brings up Eri to the rest of the heroes. God, I just want to leave this place already. My hands were trembling with fear. I tried maintaining my breathing, but the image of Eri.... She's suffering as we speak...

The rest of the first years didn't understand what this meant, but the rest of the pros knew well what Chisaki is doing to poor Eri. Rocklock had enough of this. "Are you sure we need kids? I'm only going to say this once. We're wondering if this Chisaki bastard, is turning his daughter's body into bullets and selling them on the black market."

"Please....Please don't go...."

Her cries for help made my heartache. "Wouldn't this have been resolved already if those three had just taken the child?" Oh god, how I wanted to scream at this guy right in the face. "I take full responsibility for what happened. Please do not blame them." Dad tells him. "Even though they didn't know the full story they acted to save the girl. Midoriya and (Reader) were willing to risk of taking her then, but Mirio thought ahead and acted to try again when the odds were better."

The thought of me, becoming a hero...How am I suppose to be a hero if I can save a little girl? Heck! I can't even save two people from harm's way! That was Mirio, Midoriya, and I got up from our seat at the same time. "We will definitely take Eri away from him!" Midoriya assured. "We'll kick Chisaki's butt!" I add in. "And we'll protect her!" We said in unison.

By the end of the meeting, it came to a conclusion Dad and the rest of the agencies will be searching where Eri is located. For now, the students for the internships will have to wait before anything is confirmed. I was about to meet up with the others, but Dad stopped me. "May I have a word with you, (Reader)?" I nod my head. After the rest of the heroes, and my friends along with Mirio were gone, that was when Dad says, "(Reader) are you feeling alright? You seemed off today?"

I sigh tiredly. "Dad I'm fine alright. See nothing is wrong." I couldn't really say the same, my hands trembled out of fear. "I'm serious (Reader)! Look at your hands! I know you well enough you're not alright!"

I stood there quiet, looking down in pure disappointment in myself. "(Reader) I saw how you were in the meeting.....Are you sure there isn't anything you need to tell me?"

-Third Person-

(Reader) looks down, avoid making eye contact to her Dad. She clenches her fist tightly out of anger and fear. "Dad.....when has there ever been a time you were there for me?" Sir Nighteyes stares at (Reader) in confusion. She let's out a small laugh. "Yea...that's right...Never! You were never there for me since Mom died!" She snapped.

The doors opened with Mirio, Midoriya, and the others coming in. "What's going on?" Mirio asked. "Nothing, just a dispute with my old man." She glares at her father. "As you can see, Dad was never there for me since my Mom died. After that, he never once even care to keep an eye out till I started doing work studies!" She never left her gaze from her Dad. She had to vent out what she's been hold for three years.

"Yea sure, he says he cared for me, but all he does is stupid hero work! He gives me gifts, presents, money, and for what?! Just to keep me entertained! I never wanted the gifts! I never wanted money not your stupid presents!" Tears start to gush out of (Reader), which made her friends worry. "All I wanted.....I all wanted was the support and love from you Dad! Since the death of mom, I've had this burden, these thoughts saying it's my fault, that I'm too blame for her death!"

Sir nighteye just stares in pure shock, these words her daughter was saying, it was something he never seen. "(Reader)....."  She clutches onto her arms, feeling utter pain and suffering she had to endure. "Yet, with this whole bullshit case and with Eri, I feel even more worse! Just seeing her....I feel as if I don't deserve to even be a fucking hero!"

She burst into tears, letting out all of her emotions she was hiding all this time. Her friends were shocked to even hear this from her. Sir Nighteye feels at fault for not even checking up on her. "(Reader)...." Sir extends his hand out to her, but she slaps it away. "It's too late Dad, there's nothing you can do about it either way....I've suffered enough....I don't need your pity..."

(Reader) gets her things, storming out of the room upset. Mirio ran right behind her, grabbing her by the wrist, he stops her. "What the heck was that about?!" She yanks her wrist, but Mirio wouldn't let go. "(Reader)....Babe....you know you can tell me what's up."

She slowly shakes her head. "Mirio...there are somethings I can't even tell you...." A few tears came out once more. (Reader) instantly glitches out of the building and made a break for it. Mirio was shocked when hearing this from her. He ran outside, trying to catch up to her, but it was too late. (Reader) had already ran far away from the building.

(Reader) stops at a near by shop. She catches her breath since she ran for about an hour or so. "I can't go back to the dorms now or for sure my old man and Mirio will find me there." She thinks to herself. That was when she remembers something....

"If you need me or any drama with your old man....call me and I'll be there kid."

She pulls out her phone and dials the number she was about to call. It rings for a few second until someone picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Hey....Keigo....can you help me with something?"

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