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xgummibearx · 2 years

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Fatgum x (chubby) Reader Kidnapped pt 3/3

THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH! Here it is, the stunning conclusion of the kidnapped reader arc.

TW: Mentions of reader getting injured, insulting of reader

x I did a few minor edits, forgive me it's hard to catch typos.x

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Every inch of her was numb, her chair tipped over and her cheek resting on the cold dusty floor. It was so quiet she could hear her heart pounding in her chest; her head throbbing. There were small slivers of light that she could see trough the boards that covered what must have once been windows that were ceiling to floor. She could hardly open he eyes of course, they were swollen from bruises and silent tears. The door behind her suddenly opened, and that voice. That same voice that made fear trickle down her spine. She didn’t dare speak a word, she didn’t even move as he stepped in. He leaned over (x)’s ears. She kept her eyes closed, hoping she looked asleep. “I’ll bet you’re dreaming of your little hero aren’t you Angel cake?” He whispered, “thinking of his soft kisses…” He chuckled, before suddenly grabbing her by the neck and standing the chair upright. (x) screamed as he tipped her back, electric blue eyes boring into her. “The police is working with him you know…they’re looking for you Angel cake.” He squeezed his hand around her throat just a little tighter. A whimper escaped from her as warm fresh tears rolled down her face. “Oh come now, you’re not enjoying your stay baby?” He set her down, slapping her sharply across the face. He leaned in close, his eyes resting on every detail of her form. “I’m not letting them find you…not yet Angel cake.” He smiled, his teeth an eerie perfect white.

The first day dragged on so slow, Taishiro closed the Fatgum office. Relocations, and lots of frustrated workers. Kirishima and Tamaki even took on extra patrol work to cover for Fatgum as he worked alongside Toshinori and Shouta. Taishiro handled all interviews with his employees, spoke to shopkeeps on the other side of the street to ask what they may have seen or heard, and he did it all with an unmatched level of professionalism. Café owners would offer him something to eat, or coffee because anyone that looked at his face could tell he was not himself. He had no sleep, and that famous smile was gone. There was a convienece store on the street corner that stayed open late, and that was his main target.

“Do you know who was on duty last night after ten pm?” He asked slowly, the cashier looked almost as tired as he did.

They sighed, rubbing their eyes and leaning on the counter. “I was, we closed at midnight…” They rubbed the back of their neck. “I had just locked the doors from the inside and was mopping up when I heard something that sounded like an explosion.” They looked out the window towards the Fat office. “ never saw no one come in or out, as soon as I heard the explosion I stepped away from the windows and called police.” Taishiro clenched his fists.

“You are absolutely sure that you didn’t see anyone? Any vehicles, anyone waiting outside?” They shook their head.

“No one…” they insisted.

Fatgum very curtly thanked them, leaving the shop looking agitated. “They didn’t come from anywhere from the front, they had to get in from the back which makes sense, that’s where they broke in that was the entry point…” He kept muttering under breath, turning over facts. Toshinori was with him, taking it on himself to work alongside Tai. His muttering, demeanor. Call it funny, but in a way it was familiar. Taishiro was furious, the Fat office was along one of the main streets but the entry point was out of sight. No street lights, no way to see the back of the building. They all sat together in Taishiro’s office, he was pouring over notes and his discoveries were shocking. The point of entry was small, but inside the building they apparently had a field day. He could see the wall where their explosion hit…right next to (x)’s office. “They were trying to neutralize her, catch her off guard.” Taishiro explained with his arms crossed. “Like I said, they knew she was in here and not only that but they damn well knew where they could find her.” Taishiro suddenly looked up at his door. There was something in the mail drop off box.

The shaking of his hands as he inserted his key, and lifted out the envelope. If someone had dropped off any mail it would only come from the front desk, and he wasn’t notified of anything. He lowered his gloved hand to lift out the envelope, and carried it gently to the desk. No one dared breathe as he opened it, and the contents made his blood run cold .

“Happy Times at 6pm”

The Happy Times was an old club that had been shut down over a decade ago and sure enough Fatgum, Allmight, and Eraserhead made sure they were there. The streets were dark,everything was dead quiet. Aizawa stepped out from the vehicle, eyes narrowed. “ This isn’t natural…something is going on here.” As if on cue, the building erupted in flames as an explosion brought the three to their knees. Taishiro slowly stood completey motonless as every inch of him went numb. He screamed, running towards the building only to be held back by Allmight as their ground teams immediately approached, heroes with water based quirks attacking the flames as firefighters prepared to go in. He felt helpless, his heart dropped out of his chest.

“Taishiro! You need to stay here, just hold on you’re going to be fine.” His heart was racing, he could hardly breathe as tears rolled down his face. Every time he closed his eyes, (x) was there. He could see her smile, and hear her voice. Laughter replaced by the sound of her terrified screams in his head. He ripped himself away from Allmight’s arms, staring up at the roaring fire before dropping to his knees. “Tai, I’ll be right back…just wait here please.” Allmight begged, placing a hand on his back. His footsteps disappeared as Taishiro screamed, weeping as he never had before. When he heard the sound of a can, clattering to the ground in the darkness a few feet from him. He slowly stood, was someone hiding in the alley? What was that. He growled under his breath, approaching the alleyway. He walked up and down it, but found not a living soul. All that was there was a single small can, an old coffee can. He opened it, and started immediately shaking as he pulled out two things.

Another note, and a flower from the vase that had been on her desk.

“Your screams were music to my ears lardass…if you want her, you need to come get her alone.” Included were details of where he could find her. “Let them play with fire, I want you all to myself.” Hours passed, the fire long out and smoke lifting to the night sky. There were no signs of anyone being in the building. There was no evidence of a body, nothing. Aizawa narrowed his eyes, nothing about this felt right. He found Allmight running up to him. “Where’s Tai?” He asked, his voice very serious and concerned. Allmight raised his brow.

“I left him by the car.” Aizawa immediately made his way to the car. “Eraser what’s the problem?” Allmight called, chasing after him.

“THE EXPLOSION WAS A DISTRACTION!” He shouted back, already running at full speed towards the vehicle. All they found were papers being blown in the wind and a single yellow flower.

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(X) was chained, the metal digging into her sides and hips as she swayed. Dizzy, light headed. She could hardly see. However, below in a chair was her captor. “You know that Fatso started as a cop right?” He mused, loud enough for her to hear. “The piggie was a piggie.” He smirked. “Heroes…” He scoffed. “The Police…not sure what’s worse.” He stood. “All I know is that heroes should be protecting everyone and the police sure as hell don’t do that…” (X) could barely hear what he was saying, but his voice echoed into her ears. “So, a hero that allies himself with cops has no place in this society and I’ll make sure the whole world knows it.” (X) grit her teeth, coughing slightly.

“You’re crazy…you won’t get away this!” Her voice was weak and hoarse but there was a determination in her voice that made him freeze. Then, he just started laughing.

“Okay baby, okay…” He chuckled. “There’s a good chance your little hero will come for you, and I know you’re just waiting for him to take you up in his arms and I’ll be dragged away in handcuffs; what you waiting for Angel Cake?” He was almost shouting, his voice making her shudder. “Detective Conan and his little friends?” All of a sudden she was surrounded by that same blue lightening, making her scream. “It’s just gonna be you, me, and your little hero.” A resounding thud in the distance made him smile, facing the door. His hands twitched in anticipation. “Look whose come to the rescue Angel cake.” His smile widened, sparks flickering in his hands. “Right where I want you..”

There was a loud shout in the hallways, gunshots that rang in her ears when the doors burst open. They were torn from their hinges, the surrounding plaster crumbling and leaving them all blinded in a cloud of dust. As the debris settled, there he emerged. Tai was covered in bruises and there were a few holes in his sweater. His eyes were two glowing fires, and he looked ready to tear the figure standing before him to shreds. Fatgum surveyed the area, he had only faced a couple lackeys outside and they were pretty easy to take down. They now were both handcuffed, ready for police pickup. “Hopefully Allmight and Aizawa see the papers I left them…” He thought staring down the final villain. “I will only ask you this once!” He roared, “none of this is worth your time! The police will be here within the hour and you will be surrounded, stand down and tell me where (x) is or I will have no choice but to subdue you by force!” He took a deep breath. His target’s silence was irritating him. “Tell me right now or-“ The villain looked up lazily, Taishiro followed his gaze and froze. “No…(x)…” She was in full view, her clothes torn. (x)’s legs were cut up, her face black and blue, red blood stains on her white blouse. “NO!” He roared, lunging at his opponent. He didn’t even a lift a finger, all he did was stare Fatgum down and he was brought to his knees surrounded by the same blue lightening. His screams were horrible, a sound that made (x) cry out.

“LEAVE HIM ALONE!” She begged, “Please! Stop!” The sparks stopped, leaving Taishiro gasping for breath. He looked up at (x), shuddering and watching in horror as the villain turned his attention back to (x).

“Oh don’t worry I haven’t forgotten about you kitten…” He hissed, Fatgum took this chance and landed a hit on him before he was once more surrounded by the lightening.

“I’ve gotta keep his attention away from (x), I’m the one he wants…” He stood shakily, “This is between you and me! You seem to know everything about me…I don’t know how long you’ve been observing me, but you’ve done the work.” Fatgum remembered his training. All those years in the interrogations room, all those cases. “Narcissism…this guy is rank with it, I Could tell taking one look at this fucker…appeal to his vanity, remind him of his goal and I’ll have him eating his own words until the calvary comes.” The villain narrowed his eyes, boring into Fatgum. “Like I said, you know me but I have no clue who you are.” He scoffed.

“If you knew who I was, then that would mean I did a pretty poor job.” He sneered, “you will never see me coming nor will you know where I’ll get you from…I am Phantomstrike.” Fatgum raised his fists.

“Very well Phantomstrike, guess your plan must be going well for you then!” He grunted, attempting to throw another punch only to be once more shocked by his strange lightening quirk.

“I was just telling your sweet little Angel cake here, you’re going to be my example…your hero work is tainted, first by the officers that have made you their lackey and now by your own personal emotions getting in the way…you are a fake, nothing more than a cog in the oppressive system…” He growled, only to be surrounded by the lighting once more. “I would say you can maybe take a few more hits before your fat burns away…after that I’ll kill you in one final blow just in time for the cops to see.” He intensified the blast, making Tai fall to his back. He stared up at (x), he couldn’t let him win. He couldn’t let it end, not like this.

“I am a cog in a system…” He grunted, “we all are…” With a roar he forced himself to his feet, the lightening making him shudder as he stood. “I have the opportunity where I am to make the world a better place, to make life better!” He was surrounded by golden light as he built up his energy. The lightening was propelled and with all his energy focused in a single blast Phantomstrike was sent to other side of the room. “AND THAT MEANS PUTTING PUNKS LIKE YOU BEHIND BARS!” As if on cue other voices could be heard entering the building. Phantomstrike was getting flustered, he was giving in to panic. “He’s still human after all..” To his horror however, in his panicked state Phantomstrike leaped up to (x), his hands glowing with as he snapped the chain. His eyes were wide, his breaths uneven. His hand, was clasped around her throat. Another wide grin spread over his face.

“So you’ve got me cornered you fat bastard…maybe I should at least take out this fat bitch first, I’ll rot away in some cell but the memory of her cracked skull will be permanently ingrained in your mind!!” The lightening was focused on her head, the pain (x) was experiencing was indescribable, the horrific screams mixing with Phantomstrike's maniac laughter but Fatgum was far from done fighting. His fat burned off, no power left to speak of, he lunged at Phantom strike using nothing but sheer human force to push him to the ground and get his hands off of her. (x) fell to the floor, her vision starting to fade. Taishiro had Phantomstrike pinned to the ground but he was looking right up at Taishiro. His irises glowed as he cackled. “You think you’ve saved her?! YOU HAVE ONLY DELAYED HER SUFFERING!” All of a sudden his eyes stopped glowing, he couldn’t even make a spark. “WHAT!?” As he squirmed under Tai officers along with Eraserhead and Allmight started filing in. Phantomstrike’s other two lackeys already apprehended.

“TAI! We can take it from here, it’s okay!” Taishiro looked like he was going to pass out, Eraserhead wrapping his trap weapon around Phantomstrike.

“COVER HIS EYES!” Fatgum quickly ordered, "That's how he did it..." As soon as he had pinned him down the lightening surrounding (x) had stopped. “he uses his vision to pinpoint where he sends lightening strikes, he has to keep his sight on his target.” Aizawa’s eyes already were glowing, but he quickly covered his eyes to give his own a rest.

“Good catch Fatgum…” He muttered as Taishiro ran to (x)’s side. Taishiro slowly pulled her into his arms, gently stroking her face. She could hardly keep her eyes open. All she could offer was a small smile before losing consciousness.

“(x)?...honey?...” He begged, tears filling his eyes. “Please, please hold on it’s going to be okay…”He stood, his legs protesting in agony as he carried her outside into the cool night air. “It’s going to be just fine, I’m here…I’ve got you.”

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She woke in a small white room, it was filled with sunlight and the blankets were so warm. A hand was holding hers, her vision was slowly clearing and in her view was a figure sitting beside her bed fast asleep. “Taishiro…” She whispered. Reaching to touch his peaceful face. “He’s still covered in bruises..” At least his fat was mostly restored, his healthy soft form radiated with warmth. He groaned in his sleep, sleepily sitting up to look at her. It took a moment for him to register but he gasped, immediately fixed on (x)’s face.

“You’re awake! Oh (x) you’re awake!” He grinned from ear to ear. “You’re okay!” Tears rolled down his face as he pulled her into his chest. “I thought I lost you, I’m sorry…oh I’m so sorry…” He rubbed her back. “I couldn’t protect you, I’m so sorry…” (x) took a deep breath, taking in his scent. She didn’t want to cry, she didn’t want to make him feel any worse but she was scared. She had been so scared. Fatgum could feel her tensing up in his arms. “Honey, it’s okay…” He leaned her back, holding her face.

“Tai…” Tears welled up in her eyes. “Please stop blaming yourself…it isn’t your fault..” He took a deep breath.

“You’re right but still…” He held her close once more. “I will do my best, everything in my power to make sure no ever hurts you like that again…it was torture.” Her tears finally fell free. Her sobs muffled in his shirt but he could feel them against his skin. He could see it in her every movement how terrified she had been. Tears began fall down his own cheeks as he held her tight, small sobs escaping him as he rested is head in the crook of her neck.

“It’s okay, I’m here…I’m here…” He kissed her neck gently, rubbing her back. “I love you.”

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0-animelover-0 · 1 year

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MHA Masterlist

A/N: The reader is almost always gender neutral unless I specified differently in the title.

Characters so far: Tenya Iida, Denki Kaminari, Eijiro Kirishima, Fumikage Tokoyami, Shoto Todoroki, Katsuki Bakugo, and Izuku Midoriya

My other Masterlists are -> here

Scenarios

Reacting to their S/O having surgery (Tenya Iida, Denki Kaminari, Eijiro Kirishima, Fumikage Tokoyami, Shoto Todoroki, Katsuki Bakugo, Izuku Midoriya)

Reacting to their S/O flinching (Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugo, Eijiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Mezo Shoji, Shota Aizawa, Keigo Takami/Hawks, Taishiro Toyomitsu/Fatgum)

Headcannons

Dating Tokoyami (SFW & NSFW)

Oneshots

Kirishima x Chubby!Reader x Bakugo (Poly)

Katsuki Bakugo x Nonbinary!Reader

#anime #my hero academia #bnha #mha #Tenya Iida #Denki Kaminari #Eijiro Kirishima #Fumikage Tokoyami #Shoto Todoroki #Katsuki Bakugo #Izuku Midoriya #mha eri #mha kota #koji koda #masterlist #x reader

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lets-get-kraken-boys · 2 years

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= Masterlist =

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ Enjoy, my fellow sluts! *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )

Multipart Series

<コ:彡 My Hero Academia {MHA} / Boku No Hero Academia {BNHA}

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Hot Damn, Dragon Man~! - Fantasy AU! Dragon Master! Katsuki Bakugo X Witch! Reader

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Let the Purge Begin~ - Yandere! Class 1-A X Reader

Oneshots

<コ:彡 My Hero Academia {MHA} / Boku No Hero Academia {BNHA}

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Sweets & Treats~ - FatGum (Taishiro Toyomitsu) X Chubby! Confectioner/Baker! Reader

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Caged Songbird~ - Yandere! Hawks/Keigo Takami X Reader

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Hello Kitty Band-Aids~ - Dabi X Reader

Imagines

<コ:彡 Jujutsu Kaisen {JJK}

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Sukuna X Chubby! Reader Smut 🔞

Headcanons

<コ:彡 My Hero Academia {MHA} / Boku No Hero Academia {BNHA}

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Baku + Deku Squads - Being A Member of Both The Groups

#masterlist #fanfiction masterlist #fanfiction #fanfic #fanfiction links #directions #directory #links #help #my works #fandom #MHA #BNHA #x reader

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deleteddewewted · 2 years

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Request for Fatgum x Chubby Fem! Reader.

Fluff Prompts 2, 12, 18, & 20

( Not me suggesting chubby fem! owning a bakery and being a Pro-Hero 👀)

Hello comadre and hello everyone else! Its been sometime since ive even written anything this long. I hope that you all find this enjoyable and i hope i was able to stay true to the vision i shared to you comadre mia.

The Sweet Hero!

Fatgum x Chubby! Fem Reader

💕💜Counting Memories Event💜💕: Now Closed!

💕💜Counting Memories Event Masterlist💜💕

W: Mentions of body issues, Fatgum being a cute dork, Eris aka Maya being a complete menace. (I love inserting her into your love life)

Over 4k+ words

Fluff:

2)“So is that a yes?”

12)“This isn’t dream? Fuck yes!”

18)“You smell nice.”

20)“Marry me.”

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Your parent’s always told you that you had to stay true to yourself and you followed that to the word. Your quirk was light-based and during your UA years, you learned that food was an essential need for you. You always questioned why your parent fed you so much and why you couldn’t just shed off the weight like the other students were doing. It was such a nerve-wracking experience to be the only chubby student with everyone else building these amazing physics that could rival the pros. You eventually spoke with your teacher about it and what they said stuck with you.

“A hero doesn’t have a look, L/n. You aren't your classmates and your quirk isn’t going to be like everyone else. Your quirk is unique and it’s powerful. Don’t worry about them, you will be an amazing hero no matter what you look like.” Their words of encouragement helped you feel more comfortable within the classroom but you still needed your parent’s backing at times.

All of your classmates graduated looking like models and you were no exception. You were strong, years of training and learning about your body lead to you building up muscles in your upper body parts. Your arms had a nice layer of fat with visible muscles underneath them. Your legs were muscular and strong from building up stamina off of running laps and using your weighted shoes. You were ready to work in the field, weight wasn’t important here, it was your greatest asset.

You worked as a sidekick for some time and eventually had enough experience to make your own agency. Once that was established you started to take out of your own paycheck to build your bakery. You spent most of your time making recipes that were not only healthy but beneficial to other heroes. You knew how much they burned through calories and your quirk was something that required a high-calorie intake. You needed something to eat that would not only be able to replace what you’ve lost but also make you feel strong at the end of the day, something that wouldn’t have you feeling sick like regular chocolate cookies did. You had everything set up and you were ready to live the rest of your life with your bakery and agency. That was all you wanted. But of course, things don’t always go in the direction you intended them to go in.

You never understood how people got into relationships, it wasn’t something on your radar so it wasn’t of interest to you. You were busy focusing on your studies and training that you skipped out on the high school sweetheart craze. You knew you would eventually want something with someone but as of the moment, it wasn’t a priority. You kept to your work and lived your life. But why did this one guy, this one man that would come in regularly looking for shit that you never sold in your shop, make such an impression on you?

“For the last time Fatgum, we don’t sell yakitori-”

“But it’s the best! And it’s a good way to end a shift!” The large man whined. This wasn’t new to you at all. He always came in asking if you’ve decided to add his favorite food onto your menu which you had to remind him that, no, it was not ever going to be added to the menu.

“Fatgum, I can get you two cakes and that’s it. I need to close soon and head home.” His eyes lit up at the mention of cake, his dull demeanor becoming joyous again. He began to hop side to side as if dancing in joy.

“Then give me four cakes and allow me to walk ya home. It’s pretty late, don’t want ya gettin mugged on the way.” He extended his hand towards you hoping you would accept it. You didn’t but instead slapped it away from you and walked towards the fridge behind you to grab his cakes.

“I think you keep forgetting I’m a pro hero. I don’t need you walking me back to my apartment.” The man’s shoulders slumped down and his smile began to waver. His intentions were good, you knew that, but you didn’t want his help. You were tired and your body hurt with every movement you took. The one thing you wanted right now was to get into your tub and relax with floral scents all around you. You used a lot of your quirk today during patrol and were nearly out of fat. You had to put on your weighted clothes to keep yourself on the ground but that didn’t stop your hair from floating upwards. Your quirk made you not just capable of manipulating light but it also made you literally light on your feet. The weighted clothes you owned looked normal to others, almost comfortable if it weren’t for the 80lb that it weighed and would sometimes need to have added to prevent you from floating into the air.

“H- How about a team-up? Let’s team up!” You raised your brow at him as you handed the cakes over. He was crouching, almost as if trying to look smaller.

“Ya quirk is pretty unique, H/n. I think we would make a good match.” His face once again returned to his original happy expression, this time with a blush that spread far below his face mask. You thought you saw a light blush on his face but he was so tall and the low lighting didn’t allow you to see much.

“Uh… sure why not. I’m currently working on a yakuza case with the police so our team up-.”

“I’m also workin’ on that case! I also heard our darlin’ star intern “Eris” was gonna be workin’ with us on it.” You weren’t fully familiar with Eris, you knew she was a UA student and that was all. You knew enough to understand that the girl was something special and with Fatgum also working on the case, this was going to be a piece of cake.

“I’m familiar with her, I can’t wait to work together then. See you at the station tomorrow?” You extended your hand at him, Fatgum taking it in his massive one giving it a good shake. His hands were warm and completely engulfed your own. It was comforting, almost comparable to the feeling of taking out a pastry from the oven.

“See ya there, buttercup.” He winked at you before turning around and walking out of your shop. The night sky greeted him as he made his way down the street. A fluttering feeling spread inside him. It wasn’t the same feeling that he got when he was about to chow down on some food, it was something else. Something that only came with your presence.

You made your way to the station and walked into the private meeting room where everyone was chatting with each other. Eris, the UA student who Fatgum mentioned, was speaking with detective Tsukuyuchi while the other local heroes mingled with one another. Fatgum was laughing loudly, a holler that was hard to miss if you were anywhere near the man. He placed his hand on his belly as he leaned back to laugh. Whatever he had heard must have been so amusing to cause that reaction. You walked over to an empty seat and made yourself comfortable. You took down some notes from what one of the officers was telling you about the raid and you spoke with some heroes about the surveillance theyve been doing on the yakuza.

Fatgum noticed you from the moment you walked into the room but made it seem like he wasnt paying you any mind. You wore your hero costume perfectly, he kinda envied how you carried yourself at times. You didn’t play into any narrative and you didn’t care about others staring at you. You were beautiful in your own way, the only way that was unique to you. He was bummed out that you didn’t come up to speak to him but he notice where you sat down. Your seat was right beside Eris’s. He excused himself from the pro he was speaking to and made his way to the young girl on the other side of the room. Eris was leaning against the wall working away on her phone while speaking with detective Tsukuyuchi.

“Hey, Eris. Uh, question about the seatin’, could you maybe-”

“You can sit down next to her just don’t bother me.” Dismissive as always, Eris. Dismissive and very annoyed.

“Ok.” His smile tensed at the hostile tone he received. The student hero had no interest and already seemed to know why he wanted to sit beside you. If he had only waited for a little longer before walking away, he would have noticed Eris’s small smile. She watched him shyly make his way over to you with a faint blush present under his face mask.

His ears were burning under his hoodie as he sat himself down beside you. What should he say to you? Did you like people commenting on your hero costume? It was driving him up the wall how the costume hugged your body and showed off all of your curves, your hair combed in a way to prevent it from getting in the way. You looked so good and he felt self coisnous being near you. His costume was practically a hoodie and joggers that stretch a lot. He accommodated himself in the seat but caught a whiff of your scent. It was faint, a soft lingering of baked goods, specifically the smell of cacao.

“Hello, Fatgum. How are you?” You asked the large man.

“You smell nice.” He responded. Fatgum’s face was blissed, the smell of you relaxed him to the point he forgot to filter himself. You always managed to do that to him, make him lose himself in the moment when you were around.

“Uh, thank you? You don’t- you don’t smell half bad either?” You covered your mouth with your hand to hide your growing smile. Fatgum quickly snapped out of his blissed state and realized what he had said out loud to you. He hid his face behind his massive hands and began to ramble off an apology. You couldn’t help a chuckle from escaping you. He was dorky and cute all at the same time. No wonder people hailed him as the nicest hero out there besides All Might.

“You can call me L/n when not in the field. You are my favorite customer after all.” It was a tease and you’re sure he knows you’re only teasing him but the blush that began to grow on his face was

“I-I’m your favorite-!” He squeaked. You turned to him and lowered your hand to show him your smile. If his face wasn’t already red from just sitting next to you, he was burning now. He felt the blood pulse and rush all over his face as you showed him the prettiest smile in the world. Your mouth corners pulled back, your crinkled eye corners, the way your cheeks became rounder. Everything about you was perfect and he felt his heart skip a beat as you proceed to laugh.

“Marry me.” God, please marry me. He thought to himself. He wanted everything with you right now. You were too much for his poor heart and he felt it was going to burst.

“I don’t know you long enough for that, Fatgum. Maybe in the future, if you can keep up.” You teased. He grinned at your comment and nodded his head.

“Sure.”

You always hated how the interns tried to meddle into your personal life but Eris, the internship student who jumped from one palace to another, was meddling in a good way. She stole your phone and took pictures of you during patrols, ordered Fatgum merch for the office, and even started making orders for flowers to be sent to the bakery at the exact same time that Fatgum would come in.

“Where the fu- hell do you get this money from?” Eris just quirked her brow at you and continued to tap away at your phone.

“I’m rich….nothing to it.” Such a strange girl to work with. You knew that she was…serious when working but you didn’t expect her to be so dead behind the eyes. You were honestly expecting the intern to be more excited about working in the field but you guessed that your agency wasn’t exactly “intense” enough for her. Her arm was scarred with intricate patterns of flowers, she probably saw you as children play compared to her usual internship. Shit, she was scary.

“You’re staring again.” Shit! You knew it was rude, god you hope that she didn’t take it like that.

“Maybe use your money on yourself?” You changed the subject, her scars were usually covered up by a detachable sleeve and it was becoming very apparent that she hated the staring everyone did.

“No.” With that, she left with your phone in hand and closed the door to your shop. As she did, Fatgum came in with a bouquet in his hands. The arrangement of flowers looked small within his hands but once handed over to you they completely dwarfed you. He was all smiles and his eyes softened when you leaned to smell the flowers.

“Thank you. This is really sweet of you.” You set the flowers to the corner of the counter and leaned towards him, your elbows helping keep yourself propped up. “So, how are you Toyo?” Fatgum felt his face heat up as you spoke his name. It had only been recently that you began to address him by his last name even though he had already told you his name the moment he meet you all those months ago.

“I’m well but I do have somethin to ask ya.” You picked up your slice of cake that you had been snacking on and waited for him to continue.

“M- My cat! My cat i- this is really embarrassin, forget I even mention it. God this is such a mess.” Fatgum looked like he was contemplating ending his career as a hero. You took pity on him and placed down your slice of cake to place your hand on his arm. He tensed up at the contact and removed his hands from his face to look at you.

“Ask me, you don’t know what my answer is if you don’t ask.” He took in a deep breath and relaxed before finally speaking again.

“I…throw my cat a birthday party every year and I was wondering if you wanted to come to it?” His face was beet red and his averted from your own.

“You have a cat? I always thought you were more of a dog person? Guess I judged you wrong.”

“Wait- you don’t think it’s weird that I throw my cat a party for its birthday?” You smiled up at him and shook your head.

“Nope. I don’t know if you’ve noticed this but my employee of the month is always someone called Stuart….non of my employees are called Stuart. Stuarts a plant.” That made him relax and the blush disappear. You managed to ease his embarrassment just enough so he would revert to his usual self.

“So is that a yes?”

“Yes to what?”

“Do ya want to come to my place and celebrate my cat’s birthday with me?” You pretended to hesitate for a moment. You just wanted to make him sweat a little. You were always a bit sadistic.

“Sure, id love to celebrate your cat’s birthday with you.” He let out a sigh of relief and bowed. His head hit the counter and you back away from him to avoid getting hit by him.

“THANK YOU!” He quickly straightened himself again and jogged out of the shop. Your shop’s decoration shook and jostled as he ran out but that couldn’t distract from the way your heart thumped in your chest.

You never understood how someone could love a cat, a creature that cares nothing for those around it, so much that they throw a birthday party for it. You bought and baked some treats for the party and hoped that they would be good enough for his cat. This was mildly ridiculous now that you thought about it. You knocked on the apartment door and waited…..you didn’t expect a redhead boy to answer the door.

“Oh, hi there! Come in, we just started.” He quickly moved to the side to let you inside and closed the door behind you. The apartment was massive in size, the living room’s ceiling was large enough to accommodate someone as tall as Fatgum, and the walls were far enough from each other to allow him the walking space he needed. Your own apartment was much smaller and less impressive than this, you kinda envied the BMI hero.

“I’m Kirishima, its nice meeting!” You smiled at the redhead and bowed.

It’s a pleasure meeting you too, though, I’m sure we have met we just haven’t had the chance to talk yet.” You chuckled ad made your way into the kitchen with the young intern following behind you. You found Eris, Mirko, and Fatgums other interns standing in the open kitchen. You waved hello which got you a nervous wave back, an overly confident hello, and a muted stare that you swear penetrated your soul. You never thought you'd have to admit this but a high schooler was more intimidating than All For One, a ghost of the past that was no more thanks to the Symbol of Peace.

“Tell me L/n, what do you think?”

“Think about what?”

“Toyomitsu, he’s cute. Do you think he’s cute?” You choked on your water and had Eris pat your back to help you clear it out. You whipped your mouth with your sleeve and faced her. The cocky student observed you as you tried regaining some composure.

“So?” She teased. You look away from her for a moment and stared at the room around you. Fatgum was nowhere to be seen yet but there were people in his home so he wouldn’t just leave his home or guests unattended.

It’s nice of him to invite us over.” You weren’t going to fall into the girl’s trap. She wanted you to say something else and she knew she had failed because she smirked at you instead of talking back.

“Well, I’m glad your here.” You jumped at the booming voice behind you. Fatgum had walked into the kitchen and held a black cat with emerald eyes in one of his massive hands. The cat was expressive, something you weren’t used to with the strays you’ve seen during your patrols. This cat was uninterested in the people around it and it held its upper body high as if trying to show its superiority.

“I uh- thank you for inviting me. Your place is nice?” You felt out of place in his home but having him finally in front of you helped bring the space together. He fit perfectly in the space around him, this looked like his home but the cat threw you off. It was a black cat, so out of place and it didn’t even look like it belonged to him.

The party was nice, not a single person there had empty plates or wasn’t in a food coma. Kirishima had his shirt lifted and was rubbing his stomach almost comforting himself. Mirko continued eating as well as Amajiki, Eris sat still on the couch while she finished her drink and you watched as the BMI hero didn’t continue finishing his plate. You raised your brow at him and finished what you were eating before turning towards him.

“Arent you going to finish that?” He snaps at your voice and looks back at his plate.

“Nah, I’m good. I think I had enough for now.” He got up and began to clean up everyone’s used dishes. You decided to help him as well but were briefly stopped by Eris’s hand on her arm.

“The flowers. Mention them.” That was the only thing she told you before letting go of you. Mirko smirked at you as you walked into the kitchen to follow Fatgum while the boys spoke to each other quietly. You knew that the flowers were being ordered by Eris, that was obvious, but you didn’t understand why you should mention it to Fatgum.

You found the larger hero washing the dishes in the sink and humming a low tune. It was pleasant and the scene made it feel too domestic for you, it makes you sweat with how much you enjoyed watching him clean up the home. He was very pretty, the tuffs of blond hair that curved out and framed his chubby face made him look even more approachable than the hero costume he would wear for that exact purpose. The way his hands grabbed and placed items down gently as if afraid he’d break them if he grabbed it normally. Maybe this was just how he was, a gentle giant who wanted everyone to feel small but safe compared to him.

“The food was great, Toyomitsu. Thank you so much for inviting me.” Fatgum turned around to face and gave you his signature smile.

I’m glad ya enjoyed yourself. It’s usually really borin’ around here.” He giggled. You couldn’t help a small blush to creep up onto your face. Watching an adult male giggle always enlisted a reaction out of you. Fatgum was so cute!

“That reminds me. I wanted to thank you for the flowers you gave me some time back. It was really sweet of you.”

“Oh, no problem at all. I-I uh just wanted to give ya something nice as a thank you for dealing with me.”

“The flowers were really pretty, I’ve been getting a lot of those lately but it’s nice to put a face to at least one of them.”

“Yeah….do you….do you know whos been sending you flowers?”

“Nope. I’m guessing maybe some fan but the note that was left with one of the bouquets didn’t look like a fan’s hero worship. I think it might be a coworker? I won’t know till the person shows, you know?” You sighed and straightened up. You walked over to where he was, you made sure to keep the distance minimal between the both of you.

“Is there anyone you want it to come from in particular?” You could be honest and say that you didn’t have anyone in mind but you knew that this was an opportunity that you could relish. Eris had put so much effort into this scheme, whatever the real reason for the scheme was you could only assume she’s doing it because she wanted to see you happy in the end.

“Well, there is someone in mind but I don’t think he’s interested in me. Kinda heartbreaking but that’s the harsh reality.” You were just messing with him but the way his face visibly shifted at your comment made your heart do a flip. He the blush once present on his face was gone and so was that pretty open mouth smile that you learned to cherish. He was upset on your behalf. You were doubting that someone who you viewed as special enough to harbor feelings for, didn’t want you back.

“And who is he? How do you know that he doesn’t feel the same way?” You bit your lip and relaxed your shoulders before grabbing a dirty plate of your own and began helping him clean up.

“I just know he doesn’t.”

“Well, could you at least tell me who it is? I’m sure that if you just talked to him you would figure it out.” This was too much fun.

“Well, he’s tall.”

“Smart which makes it great to work with him.”

“He’s also always looking out for others.”

“This doesn’t give me much, L/n.”

“He has the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen.” You knew you liked him, but you were not sure if love was the correct word to use when you were the only one who showed attraction. He was nice, he was compassionate with you but he wasn’t romantic with you. He did the things he did because it was a nice thing to do, that was it.

I don’t-”

“Who do you think it is, Taishiro?” You hoped he’d get the hint already. You liked him in more than just a friendly manner. More than just a coworker. You wanted him like fish wanted water when it was pulled out from it. You prayed that he’d get it.

“Eraserhead?” Of course not his dummy. You weren't meant to be with someone so stoic and so blunt. He was good to work with but he wasn't a sweet gentle giant who’d come visit your shop every single day if he could. He wasn't the chubby face with large hands that had you wishing you were a bit bolder in your speech. Aizawa wasn't the man you dreamed of waking up cuddling with every morning.

“You’re ridiculous.” You took your hands out of the soapy sink and placed them on his lower jaw. The soap on your hands popped as you left your hand in place. You couldn’t fully reach his face but it didn’t matter. You used your quirk to levitate slightly off the floor. You weren’t going to be able to fully float up to his face since you had eaten your share not that long ago but it still did enough for you to be able to reach his chin. You placed a small kiss on the lowest part of his chin, his chubby face felt soft as you placed your lips on it. You heard Fatgumshakily inhale when he felt you make contact with him and his arms shot up to slowly wrap themselves around your body. He lifted you up and finally connected your lips to his own. Tender and soft as ever, the man that dressed in a yellow hoodie to look friendlier to the people he saves didn't want to let you go even though you were both running out of breath. You felt like the world melted into obscurity. Fatgum

“This isn’t a dream? Fuck yes!”

“Fucking finally! Do you know how painful it is to watch Fatgum crush on you for months?” Eris groaned. You watch as Fatgums face was completely red, his blond hair looking out of place to his heated skin.

“I- I can explain myself?” You quirked your brow and laughed at his flustered.

“You know, Eraserhead is attractive.” You brushed the blond tufts of hair out of his face, just enough to see his features clearer. “But I prefer something sweeter and so much cuter.” You both smiled and held each other close.

“Y’all are actually kinda cute together- don’t you dare start making out in front of me!” Eris screamed at the two of you and walked out of the apartment laughing, Mirko following her as well.

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Fatgum was getting himself ready for another day of patrol but before that, he needed to drop something off at UA. He had a cat carrier with him as he walked over to the entrance of the campus. He stopped by the entrance and pulled out his phone to send a quick message. A while later, Eris walked out of the front gates of UA and waved up at the large hero.

“Mornin’ Fatgum.”

“Mornin’ Maya! Here’s Bedelia, like promised.” Eris, Maya outside of the work field, smiled at him and grabbed the carrier that Fatgum had extended to her. She placed it on the ground and opened it to allow the cat to jump out and onto her shoulders.

“I told you that no one would believe you having a cat. You should have asked to borrow my dog instead.” Fatgum chuckled at the comment while also averting his eyes from her own.

“I forgot you had one, my bad.” Maya laughed at the older man and got close enough to pat his arm.

“No worries, just be sure to explain to L/n why the cat is no longer there.”

“Will do.” Fatgum chuckled again and excuse himself. He was a hero after all but he needed to make a quick pit stop at your shop. Supporting his new significant other was his top priority, what kind of partner would he be if he didn’t?

#fatgum x reader #fatgum x y/n #fatgum #fatgum x f!reader #fatgum x you #mha #bnha #my hero academia #taishiro x you #taishiro x reader #taishiro x y/n #taishiro toyomitsu #DD answers #ask #fatgum x chubby reader #chubby reader #fem reader #chubby fem reader

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vivinightingale · 3 years

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Can we talk about how cute it would be for Fatgum to meet single mom y/n??

Imagine you child being a huge fan of fatgum. Always talking about wanting to meet him, so for their birthday one year you asked Rumi to ask him if he would be willing to show up to your kids birthday, you were willing to pay for his time. Heart warmed by the invitation he decided to stop by to give his biggest fan the biggest surprise.

When he got there, and met you at the door he was floored. You were such a pretty little thing. Dolled up but also a little casual, a little chubby, and that smile that just lit up the room. Gosh you're pretty, now he is really happy he showed up.

I know this was poorly written, but it's been living in my head rent free and I'm thinking about making it an actual fic!

#bnha x chubby reader #bnha fatgum #taishiro toyomitsu #bnha taishiro #fatgum x reader #fatgum

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oddymillz · 3 years

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Hey Lovelies! 💖💖💖

It has been a while since I made a post, things have been just a bit rough!

Soooo, as compensation, here are some personal fluffy MHA headcanons!

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Fatgum x Chubby!reader

Taishiro Toyomitsu is a very open minded man. He loves all body types, and oh boy. If you’re his SO? Watch him fall head over heels for you. You’re tall? He can almost look you in your gorgeous eyes. You’re small? You’re his little teddy bear. You have body hair? This man will run his fingers along your arms/legs/stomach, he loves the feel! Oh he’s gonna cuddle you so tightly! And don’t worry he’ll adore you no matter the “shape” of your body! Don’t get me started with stretch marks. He absolutely worships them. Every inch of you is beautiful to this man. Tai will never let you go a single day without drilling into your head how perfect you are.

Shoji x Socially anxious!reader

Mezo Shoji can be considered “stoic” by many. He’s quite the gentle giant, not to mention what a gentleman he is. Always looking out for his beloved, although he does struggle boiling down his affection for you into mere words. Instead his love language is touch. Nothing out of the ordinary, just a simple arm (or three-) over your shoulder. This is not only him showing his love, but also a very grounding comfort he provides you when out in public. Shoji found quite early on in the relationship that you struggle in social situations, so him being the golden retriever boyfriend he is, he always came to your rescue when you feel yourself shut down. Shielding you from the loud noises of the public, the (nonexistent)judgmental stares that only you could see. Your skin heating up in a manic panic, quickly is soothed by a similar comforting feeling. The blanket of Shoji’s octoarms protecting you.

DADZAWA, DADASHY AND ERI! JUST HIZASHI AND SHOUTA SWINGING ERI BETWEEN THEM AS THEY WALK!

Bakugou x reader who loves spicy food

Katsuki Bakugou has always had a flare for cooking. Despite his grumpy demeanor, his SO had a soft spot in his heart. So of course he just accidentally keeps making your favorite foods whenever he makes dinner. At every chance he gets, there will be gifts of spices galore! Every time you two eat, he makes sure to place chilli oil on the table, just for you. But of course he says it’s for him. Challenge him to a duel of how many Carolina Reapers you two can eat, I dare you. He’s stubborn. Let’s just hope there’s some milk around and maybe 999 on speed dial!

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Hey Lovelies💖! Hope you enjoyed these short headcanons as much as I enjoyed making them!

Anyways, have a splendid day!💖💖💖

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thecrowcern · 3 years

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You never thought that you would be in this situation. Leaning against the counter of your bakery with a pro hero’s cock between your thick thighs. The sounds of soft groans and curses filled the small bakery, and you were very grateful it was late.

“Fuck Darlin’..you’re so soft it’s amazing.” Taishiro moaned against your hair. His thick cock slowly grinding against your sex as he pressed your thighs together. You were desperately trying to ice cupcakes as you felt his cock throb against you. “T-Taishiro...Fuck”, You moan out as you feel your orgasm begin to reach its peak. “Easy, baby boy. Can’t have you messin’ up your hard work.” He responds as he lifts you up. Putting down your piping bag, he carries you into the backroom. Laying you onto the island, he kisses down your neck, large hands groping your love handles and thighs. Pushing against his chest, he leans up, looking down at you with concern. “Are you ok? I didn’t mean to go too far.”

“NO! I absolutely want this...I just don’t want to fuck in my kitchen.” You say with a chuckle. Pulling him down gently, you kiss his cheek. “Follow me, big boy.” You say as you jump down, grabbing his hand and walking him towards a set of stairs. Although towering over you, he still followed with grace. “Don’t think I could fit in my large form through these halls sweet’art.” He says with a chuckle as he grips the doorframe, bowing his head as he entered. You smiled up at him, saying, “Nonsense, I’m sure you’re experienced fitting in tight spaces.” Smirking at you, he snatched you up, holding you in his arms like a cat he kissed under your chin. You pointed to where your bedroom was, and he kept nibbling hickes into your soft brown skin. “You smell just like ya taste, baby, sweet as honey.” He says as he lays you down on your plush bed.

Pulling off your work pants and underwear, he maneuvers around the apron still around your neck until you’re bare underneath. Your wide hips and full chest frame the slightly stained apron. Fatgum could only stare down with admiration as he began to strip. Your face was flushed, and you squirmed somewhat under his heated gaze. He ran his hands up your plush thighs, gripping your love handles as he pulled you close. Grinding his cock against your folds, he lifts your leg up with one hand, kissing your calf as his other thumb pulls your lips wider. The head of his cock brushes against your clit, making your hips jerk up. He leans down, bringing your knees to your chest as he rubs one thick finger against your entrance. Kissing you gently, he pushes it in, groaning at your walls constricting around him. It takes all of his self-control to not go feral just yet. Your soft mewls and gasps of his name, how your tiny hands claw into his shoulders. He’s only two fingers in when you finally groan in frustration. “Damnit, Taishiro...If you don’t fuck me, I swear.”

His chuckle in response sends shivers down your spine as he sits up. You hold your legs to your chest, spreading your lips apart for him. Slowly he begins to press the head of his cock past your entrance, pulling one breast out from behind your apron to pinch and pull at your nipple. “Fuck baby..lookin so perfect for me,” He says as he slides in slowly, gripping your breast as he bottoms out. Your thighs shiver as you watch your stomach bulge slightly from his size. He waits for your call as he feels your walls constrict around him. “Easy there, Sugah, don’t wanna break ya just yet.” He says as he rubs the insides of your thighs with his thumbs. You look up at him and nod, gently pushing against him with a whimper. “P-please, more! I can take it.”

Smiling wide, he leans up, thrusting down into your tight heat, letting go of his control. The room fills with sounds of grunts and his balls slapping against your ass. “That’s it, baby boy, taking my cock so well.~ Fuck look at you, pretty Lil thing ain’t ya.” You can only respond with soft squeals and whimpers. He only coos at you, holding your face with his hand as he continues to fuck into your heat. You feel like your floating. Between the constant stream of praise and the accurate targeting of your sweet spot, you begin to lose focus. Suddenly you’re being lifted up; Fatgum sits on his knees as he holds you in both hands, legs on his shoulders as he holds your ass. Growling, he speeds up, reaching down to rub your clit as he ruts into you. “Fuck I can feel ya clenching tighter. Gonna cum for me? God, I want you too; you look so pretty on my cock, baby.” He says as he coaxes you over your edge. Moaning so sweet yet so loud as you squirt on his cock. It splashes against his stomach and yours as he keeps going, being spurred on by your erotic display. “That’s it! Keep cummin’ fr me!” He says as he keeps rubbing your clit. Grunts and groans turn to soft whines as he lays you back down, holding you tight against him as he cums, fucking his cum deep inside of you. “Yes! Fuck! Takin’ it so well, baby!” he moans out as he comes down from his high. Pulling out slowly, he rubs the joints of your thighs, smiling down at you. “Don’t get too comfy now; we’ve still got all night.”~

#🛸🛸🛸#✨cernunnos writings #🦹‍♀️mha #🍰whats cookin #my hero smut #taishiro smut #bnha taishiro #Taishiro Toyomitsu #Fatgum #fatgum smut #fatgum x reader #bnha fatgum #ftm!reader #chubby!reader #black!reader #male!reader #fatgum x male!reader

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fatgummybear · 3 years

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you've done the main 3 with a chubby s/o... but... consider the following... fatgum with a chubby s/o 💖💖💖 i just wanna feel small and light pls

your brain (- ･_･)-♡

masterlist + rules

Fatgum with a chubby

s/o:

that is how this man would look at you on a daily basis

he knows no form of judgement when he sees your body, only love

so easy to feel free and safe and appreciated around him

theres none of the being cautious of what you’re wearing, or the angle you’re sitting/standing on, or posture checks

this. man. adores. you.

and he will never be ashamed to let you know

taishi will give you piggyback rides. everywhere.

walking to the park? piggyback ride

tired on a late night out? piggyback ride

going upstairs? piggyback ride^-^

he is 8”2’, a pro hero and full of love. he’s giving you the damn ride

another one who will never let your weight define you

he’s a big deal, he really understands how the media portrays plus-size people, and he understands how it can make you look at yourself

he never ever wants you to feel that type of bad

but he does want you to know that you can talk to him about it if you do

whenever you need, he will just pull you off of the floor into his arms and lay with you on top of him

please never be afraid of him lifting you

i get that as a chubby person its not a common desire to be picked up but...

he wants to carry you, please let him

daily positive affirmations: “you look amazing today cupcake” “im so lucky to have you in my life” “i love you”

taishiro toyomitsu. your number one supporter <3

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pink-duda · 3 years

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hello! i loved your dadzawa hc, can i request the same hc with fat gum? thanks❤

Hello anonymous! I'm happy that you liked dadzawa headcanon!

I wasn't going to write to bnha anymore, I had already taken it out of the rules, but your request inspired me so I'll keep writing for this fandom! thank you and i hope you like it💗

⚠️let me know if something is spelled wrong⚠️

♡︎Dad Fat Gum comforting his kid after a bad day♡︎

He's a professional hero, so he usually comes home late, but that day he came much later.

He tries not to make a noise so as not to wake you up, but this man is huge, it's impossible not to make a noise.

But when he comes to your room to check on you, you're not in bed, and you weren't in the living room or in the kitchen as he passed by before and I didn't see you.

One of the few places left was the bathroom, so he went to see.

Luckily you were standing there in front of the mirror looking at yourself, and obviously you weren't okay.

And the first thing he could think of doing was hugging you.

"It's alright honey, you can cry, I will be here with you."

After a lot of crying and the gum bear hug, he takes you to his bed and talks about why you're sad and different subjects until you sleep.

Then the next morning you wake up with a noise in the kitchen, when you arrive to see what is happening, you are greeted with the smell of food in the air.

Many types of food are on the table and fat gum on the stove, all the burners on the stove were in a different pan.

Since it was a weekday and he couldn't spend the whole day with you, he thought a breakfast with father and child would be amazing.

And it sure was.

#fatgum x reader #fatgum x you #fatgum x y/n #bnha x you #bnha x gender neutral reader #bnha headcanons #bnha x chubby reader #bnha x y/n #taishiro toyomitsu x reader

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sems-diarie · 4 years

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also,,, hawks and fatgum I know they’re so sweet

taishiro? 🥺🥺🥺 absolutely!! (he’s so pretty) i think it’s pretty self explanatory. but taishiro is most certainly into thick women

hawks is in over his head 💀 he’s kinda small? and hella short, but i can see it. i peep it.

blonde baby sweethearts club 🙇🏽‍♀️

#chubby!reader #keigo takami #taishiro toyomitsu #takami keigo x reader #hawks x reader #taishiro toyomitsu x reader #fatgum x reader #hawks x chubby reader #fatgum x chubby reader #keigo <3

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shockinglysubmissive · 3 years

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My Hero Acadamia

Headcanons Gender Neutral • Female

🦋~Sex Change *Shigaraki/Dabi • Twice/Compress • Spinner/ Toga* (NSFW Theme)

🦋~Shigaraki's Dumb Sister (NSFW)

🦋~Monopoly (SFW)

🦋~Railing You *Pro-Hero 1-A • LoV* (NSFW)

🦋~Gag Reflex *Pro-Hero Bakusquad* (NSFW)

🦋~Giving vs. Receiving *Pro-Hero 1-A* (NSFW)

🦋~Peaches *Pro-Hero 1-A* (SFW)

🦋~Cucumbers *Pro-Hero 1-A* (NSFW)

🦋~Weak Spots *Pro-Hero Bakusquad • Pro-Hero Dekusquad* (SFW)

🦋~Waking you up *Pro-Hero Midoriya • LoV* (SFW)

🦋~Strange Parts of Relationship *Sero/Shoji/Tokoyami* (SFW)

🦋~Who Prefers Sadistic Partner *Miriko/Shigaraki/Mirio/Dabi* (NSFW)

🦋~Aoyama *Part 1 • Part 2* (SFW)

🦋~Cockwarming *Dabi* (NSFW)

🦋~Breeding Kink *Bakugo/Todoroki/Dabi* (NSFW)

🦋~Threesome *Mr. Compress/Aoyama* (NSFW)

🦋~ Accidental Quirk-use during sex *Pro-Hero Bakusquad • Pro-Hero Dekusquad* (NSFW)

🦋~ New Years Eve Party *League of Villians* (SFW)

🦋~ Aoyama's Belt (NSFW)

🦋~ Chubby Chasers *Kirishima/Shindo/FatGum/Aizawa*

🦋~ Oral *Dekusquad men/Aoyama*

🦋~ Shopping *LoV/ Dekusquad*

🦋~ Corruption *Dabi part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3*

🦋 ~ Surprise Pets *Touya*

🦋 ~ NSFW Headcanons *Skeptic*

🦋~ NSFW Poly Relationship *Bakusqaud / Dekusquad*

🦋 ~ Dom / Sub Type *Part 1 / Part 2*

Fics

🦋~ Pegging Shigaraki and Dabi Watching *Part 1 • Part 2* (NSFW)

🦋~Hair Kink *Aizawa* (NSFW)

🦋~Daddy Dom *Dabi* (NSFW)

🦋~Study Date *Dabi* (NSFW)

🦋~Café Meeting *Tamaki* (SFW)

🦋~Healing Kiss *Dabi* (SFW)

🦋~Opposites Interact *Bakugo* (NSFW)

🦋~Branding *Dabi* (NSFW)

🦋~Needy *Tamaki* (NSFW)

🦋~First Time *Aizawa* (NSFW)

🦋~ Unloaded *Shigaraki* (NSFW)

🦋~Sensual Sex *Dabi* (NSFW)

🦋~Hero/Villian *Shigaraki* (NSFW)

🦋~ Let The Band Play *Denki* (NSFW)

🦋~ Truth Comes Out (Angst)

🦋~ The Bet *League of Villians Orgy* (NSFW)

🦋 ~ Dabi x Overweight!Reader *SFW Read Warnings*

🦋~ Confront Your Demons*Father!Touya x Father!Keigo x Reader*

🦋 ~ Threesome Drabble *Shoto x Reader x Monoma*

🦋~ The Video *solo Shigaraki and Dabi x Karuna (OC)*

🦋~ The Video 2 *solo Shigaraki and Dabi x Karuna (OC)*

🦋~ Cowboy Hat *Taishiro Toyomitsu*

🦋 ~ I'm Okay *Taishiro Toyomitsu*

🦋 ~ Threesome *Bakugo x Midoriya x Reader*

🦋~ Foursome *Shindo x Monoma x Shoto x Reader*

🦋 ~ Tummy Ache *Taishiro Toyomitsu*

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xgummibearx · 2 years

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Fatgum X (chubby F) reader. Kidnapped pt 2

Taishiro X reader, kidnapped arc [pt2.] The investigation begins.

Trigger warning: Minor violence, insulting of reader.

[x]=> Insert your name here

Taishiro was pacing in the lobby of the police station. It had been hours since the phone call, the Fat Office was now shut down due to serious damage. The image of the broken glass and [x]’s destroyed office was enough to make Taishiro sick to his stomach. He had been sent home to wait as the rest of the agencies discussed how best o handle the situation. There surprisingly hadn’t been many instances of a hero’s partner being taken for ransom, but that was partially due to the fact that many heroes elected to avoid romantic interest altogether just in case of this very scenario. It was risky, every hero knew that. Taishiro had grown sick of the waiting and ended up walking to the police station himself.

He slowly sat in one of the benches, running his hands through his hair. He clenched his fists, every part of him numb. He had sat in this lobby so many times, consoling victims, talking with suspects, watching people wait anxiously. “Why can’t I calm down…I need to stay calm.” Then he heard it again, the sound of the pain and fear in her voice, her screams echoed in his mind as he lowered his head. “[X]…” Taishiro closed his eyes, tears finally rolling down his face as he sobbed quietly. All around him, others were taken to and from; some in handcuffs others in a panicked state not so different from himself. “Get it together dammit!” He took deep, slow breaths. “You’ll be no good to her if you lose it now Toyomitsu, you’re going to get her back.” Taishiro stood up, it was odd being in public without his costume. No one even recognized him and honestly he was glad for it. He straightened his back, his brows knit together then went towards the office doors. He was eerily calm, but there was no mistaking the fiery gaze in his eyes; he was going to save [X] if it was the last thing he ever did. “I will get her back…and when I do? I’ll see every last one of these guys in hell…”

“Excuse me sir? You’re not permitted past this point, can I help you?” Taishiro slowly turned, his face was steely but he politely addressed the officer.

“Here, this is my hero liscence…I need to speak with the investigators.” The officer took one look at the card and immediately passed it back to Fatgum with a polite bow and apology. Not only was this a pro, but they were standing in the very same police station he had started at. Taishiro narrowed his eyes as he marched down the hall and to the meeting room. Taishiro stood at the door for a moment and took a deep breath before entering. He needed to keep a level head.

“Excuse me? Inspector?” He opened the door and was greeted by the sight of Eraserhead and All Might along with his old boss; the chaif inspector of the precinct. The older gentleman stood, immediately walking towards him. Fatgum politely bowed, “It’s been awhile sir.” He added quietly.

The chief inspector sighed, letting him in. “I only wish this visit was under better circumstances Taishiro…I suppose we have made him wait long don’t you think All Might?” The usually boisterous hero was a lot more serious, as usual behind the scenes. He turned to Taishiro, his arms crossed.

“We have a few questions to ask about your phonecall with [x]’s kidnappers, but then we can get right to the point. Is that alright with you Toyomitsu?” Fatgum nodded, the anger that had been building inside him for the last three hours easing a little in the presence of familiar faces.

“Anything that will help us get any closer to getting [x] back I’ll do it.” His response was calm, but still teeming with emotion. All Might turned to Aizawa.

“Okay…Eraserhead? You may start the interrogation next door, we’re just tying a few loose ends here.” Aizawa lead Taishiro to the room, leaving All Might with the inspector. “This is serious…I understand that protocol advises we minimalize contact with the victim’s loved ones for their wellbeing and all but this is different.” He sat down, “Toyomitsu is a hero, if we try to force him to sit this one out like you suggest it may do more harm than good.” The inspector sat across from All Might, surprised.

“All Might you can’t be suggesting we permit Taishiro on the rescue team?” He looked hesitantly towards the door; worried that Fatgum could hear them. “Did you see him? He’s in no condition to be part of the investigation!” All Might looked once more at the inspector.

“I did see him, and I know that having him on the team will be for the best.” He stood, “It’s a risk, but I think that leaving him unsupervised may be an even greater risk…I have learned a lot since taking on teaching at UA…” He smiled thoughtfully, “and that is the lengths that we heroes will stretch for those we care about.” Taishiro was no exception, he was a kind and selfless individual; and no pun intended but he was also known to bite off more than he could chew.. “Let’s be honest inspector, if we don’t place Taishiro on the rescue team, he would end up trying to drag these guys in handcuffs to the Fat office single handed.” To his surprise, the old inspector laughed.

“Yes…I suppose you’re right.” He leaned back, looking at an old photo hanging up by his desk. It was his precinct, before he had been promoted to chief inspector. Taishiro stood in the back, wearing a uniform that barely fit even in his mid-fat form with a grin that was brighter than all the rest. He had encouraged Fatgum to go solo; to open his own agency; and had been with him every step of the way. “It was that tenacity for justice that made me believe that he would make a great hero…very well All Might you may place Taishiro on the rescue team.”

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“Did he say anything that felt odd?” Taishiro shrugged, the questions all buzzing in his head; he had craned his memories trying to recall details of the conversation; the accent of the attacker; any sort of hints of where they were headed, any key words that stood out.

“No I…wait…” Taishiro looked up. “Angel cake…he used the nickname that I gave [x], he put a lot of emphasis on it.” He leaned back in his chair, he slowly recalled the events of the day, remembering when Tamaki showed him the posts during their lunchbreak. “ I went on a date with [x] the night before, one of my fans saw me and posted about it…these guys must have seen the posts or something, but then how did they-” Aizawa spoke over Taishiro’s monologuing.

“Taishiro, I’m just asking you some questions” he set down his clipboard, “we’re not asking you to solve the case in fact, you need to stay out of that for now.” Taishiro stood, his voice not raised but urgent.

“Well I can’t exactly help it! I’ve spent the last ten years of my life catching guys like this I can’t exactly turn it off, so I’m getting to the bottom of this if it kills me!” He pounded his fist on the table, not even making Aizawa flinch. “These guys aren’t some run of the mill thugs that have one too many beers in their system Shouta, and you know it.” He leaned in closer, “they planned this Aizawa! They knew I wouldn’t be anywhere near the office, they knew she was going to be alone in there!” Aizawa leaned back, crossing his arms.

“Tai, you said it yourself they saw the posts on your fan pages and figured she would make an easy target.” Fatgum shook his head.

“No, no you didn’t hear him on the phone…this is more than that.” His voice got quiet again. “They would have asked for a ransom, they would have given us details and instructions; all they told me was to come get her….” He slowly sat back down. “For some reason what they really want is to get to me.”

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The hideout was absolutely filthy, which makes sense when the majority of the living beings within the walls weren’t in much better shape. The villain with the lighting quirk from before paced the floor, agitated. “That damn pig…he and his pig friends should be done scanning the fat broad's office by now! Where the hell are they!?” He growled, throwing a can in frustration. The pungent smell of flat beer made little difference in the heavy hot air that reeked of sewage and decades worth of discarded trash. The villain left the dimply lit room and went down a hall lined with discarded building materials and old rusty screws. The powder of abandoned drywall wafted in clouds at his feet and stuck to his clothes. His two companions followed, one was a shorter male wearing brass knuckles and sly grin, the other was a female carrying a small walkie talkie.

“There’s nothing on the wires…” She mumbled, she had been listening in on the police scanners but everything had gone silent after they called Mr. Big, yellow, and jolly himself to the station. “Hey spark plugs, what do we do now?” She asked, putting the walkie talkie in her pocket. It was obvious she was getting annoyed with him. How did he expect Fatgum to come running when he didn’t even tell him where to go? “Cryptic pretentious moron..” She thought.

The villain smirked at her name calling and stopped in front of a door. “Why don’t you go blow off some steam and give miss piggy a few more nice little bruises on that pretty face of hers.” He met her gaze, “That’ll make fatso really riled up when he gets here.” As she passed him he gripped her by the back of her short hot pink hair. “And I suggest you keep the attitude in check.” He let go, pushing her roughly towards the door as he opened it.

[X] Opened her eyes at the sound of the door opening. The room was illuminated slightly by a strip of light cast from the door frame. A tall man stood at the door, silhouetted as he watched another individual approach [X]. Before she could make sense of any of it, she cried out as a fist hidden in the dark collided with her flesh, her cheeks burned from the pain of her attacker’s punches, and she convulsed as a thick leather book kicked into her soft stomach. She screamed from the pain, begging them to stop as she felt the warmth of tears rolling down her cheeks. All she could do was wonder where on earth Taishiro was, desperately begging as they plunged her into darkness once more that he would be coming soon.

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When Taishiro was allowed back in the investigation room Aizawa had one look at All Might and took a deep breath before sitting down. “You’re going to regret this All Might.” Toshinori ignored Aizawa’s cynicism and stood before Taishiro. It was odd having to look up at someone while in his All Might form but it was a nice change of pace.

“Taishiro Toyomitsu, we have decided that you may join in the investigation! I am sure that you will make a fine addition to the team, we are happy to have you!” Taishiro clenched his fists.

“ I won’t let you down!” He gave All Might a deep bow, lost in thought. “And I won’t let her down either…I’m coming [x}, I promise...”

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lets-get-kraken-boys · 4 years

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FatGum (Taishiro Toyomitsu) X Chubby! Confectioner/Baker! Reader: Sweets and Treats~

(Description: Woo, I’m so excited for my first story on this account! This inspiration came to me after thinking about our one and only, favorite chubby pro hero and me wanting to see some puppy love for you two. Also, the title says Confectioner/Baker, I want to clarify that Reader isn’t truly a baker but I feel like “Confectioner” wouldn’t reach as large of a crowd as “Baker” would, not a big deal but just FYI. I hope my first fic is enjoyed by those who choose to read, thank you for the support.)

Fanfiction Lingo

(Y/N) - Your Name

(H/C) - Hair Color

(E/C) - Eye Color

(F/C) - Favorite Color

“Normal speech.”

‘Inner thoughts.’

Requester: No One!

Reader Gender: Female (She/Her)

Style of Story: Oneshot // Entirely fluff, a pinning love on both ends, and a happy end to boot! There is one little heartbreak moment, but it’s over in a second.

Word Count: 4.5K Words

WARNING(s): None, unless you see adorable, tooth-rotting fluff as a crime!

“Morning, Tammy! Lovely day, isn’t it?” you greeted your employee with a bright smile as she stumbled through the door into your bakery.

She huffed, still rubbing the sleep from her eyes, “Sure, but I’ve hardly been up long enough to notice it. How are you always so peppy this early?” She pointed to the mechanical clock ticking from the left wall that read ‘4:04 AM’. You glanced outside and saw hardly anyone walking through the streets, except the occasional drunkard or lonely soul.

You bashfully shrugged your shoulders, “Well, after years of suffering waking up at three in the morning, you kinda get used to the torment! But, hey, so happy we got the shop far away from the center of the city, you can actually see the sunrise from here!” you tried to help her look on the bright side as you handed her one a cup of one of your homemade coffee brews. She took a sip of the drink and let out a content sigh through her nose, a small, but thankful smile on her face.

“You know, for being a confectioner, you make some pretty solid coffee. What is that?” her eyebrows furrowed as she asked, taking another swig to figure out the secret intense flavor.

You giggled, “That’s probably the nutmeg I added. Is it good?”

“More like fantastic, (Y/N). Trying out new recipes again?” she asked over her shoulder, hanging up her light jacket that protected her from the early morning breeze while grabbing her apron. Though, it being July in Japan, she probably wouldn’t need it again for a while.

“Yeah, I think this one will really please the early risers. It gives a special sort of kick to the taste, don’t you think?” you asked while gently sliding open the glass case that held all of the beautifully decorated pastries, grabbing a pair of tongs and a small floral ceramic plate, carefully placing a fresh Apple Strudel onto the plate, and setting it down on the counter.

“Totally. Hey, can I have a--,” Tammy stopped mid-sentence as she turned around to see the delectable treat already waiting for her.

“Your breakfast awaits, m’lady~,” you slurred out in a fake British accent with a cheesy smirk and a dramatic bow.

She scoffed, “You dork. Am I really that predictable?” she asked, scarfing down the pastry in a matter of seconds as she leaned on the counter.

“Yeah, you kinda are,” you joked as she playfully shoved your plush side.

“You know,” she continued, looking down at the gooey food, “It’s a shame you aren’t more popular with the people. You have a great location, an amazing personality and work staff, if I do say so myself, and don’t even get me started on the incredible stuff you make,” she praised.

“Oh, stop it, Tammy. You’re gonna make me blush,” you flushed from her sincere words, “Besides, I’ve only been open for two weeks, it’s going to be slow for awhile. It’ll ramp up eventually.”

“Yeah, I guess, but you can’t deny that your baked goods are better than most of the others in the country! One day, when people get their heads out of their asses, these little gifts of magic are going to make you RICH!” she threw her lanky airs up into the air and around your shoulders. She spun your smaller frame in a circle while the two of you laughed.

“Ha! Yeah yeah, I know! Now, stop your messing around and come help me fill the rest of these Cream Horns.” you concluded while you pat her taller shoulder. She groaned at the request but gave you a tiny nod. Tammy turned around while tying her short, brown hair into a messy bun, readying herself for the busy day ahead. You smiled while she retreated to the kitchen but before you went to follow her you decided to look out the window again.

Shuffling your legs over to the windows, you got a clear view of the rising sun and all its glory, the hints of yellow, orange, pink, red, and even blue from the night's previous dark veil still clung onto the brightening sky. Somehow you had this weird feeling that today something life changing was going to happen. You didn’t know if you should be excited or worried, but you decided to push those thoughts aside and continue on to the back of the shop where you could already hear the clutter and clang of falling pans, no doubt Tammy’s handy work.

Oh, if you only knew how right your hunch was…

~ Timeskip to a little later in the day and a P.O.V change to FatGum ~

“How much longer do I have for patrol?” I asked myself, pulling out my phone to check the time. The time read ‘9:12 AM’ and I huffed, still a couple more hours to go. Putting the device back in my pocket with a grimace but quickly faked a smile as I continued down the bustling street. The active community, excited civilians, and eager children usually never fails to put a smile on my face, but today everything just felt like a drag. I was sluggish, unfocused, and I couldn’t understand why. I shook my head, get your head in the game, Taishiro. You don’t have time to let your mind wander on duty.

After what seemed like hours, but was more than likely only 15 minutes, I felt my stomach let out a rumbling growl which made me groan. I stopped walking on the sidewalk and took a second to consider the situation, wandering the city for a couple of hours with nothing too exciting to do really works up an appetite, and I do need to keep up my strength. I’m a hero after all, and denying myself is like ignoring my civic duty to protecting the people! At this point, I’ll take any excuse to get out of this pointless shambling. But the REAL question is, what to get? I glanced around the street and noticed a few shops further down the block that looked to be food related. I smirked, perfect.

I wove through the few people occupying the area, past a few excited teenagers who asked for autographs, and eventually made it to the shops. Looking around I saw some insurance shops, an enticing Pad Thai sit down, and few others, but the one that caught my eye was a cutesy, (F/C)-painted bakery named, “Queen of Tarts”. Chuckling at the interesting name choice, I looked inside the establishment through the plexiglass windows.

The inside carried a light, fluffy atmosphere, pastel colored walls combining with the checkered tile floor caused a small smile out of me. A few small tables with delicate iron chairs here and there, but the real prize were the copious amounts of sweets that were displayed in the glass cases. Each were different colors, sizes, but they all looked delicious. Feeling my stomach grumble, I grabbed the door handle, flung it open, and walked into the scrumptious smelling shop. After walking in, the tiny jingle of bells alerting the workers of my presence, I finally saw the most stunning sweet of all.

“Hi, welcome to the Queen of Tarts, how may I help you today?” the gorgeous woman at the counter asked but it didn’t register in my brain because I was already lost in thought. Her adorable (H/C) hair framed her face to show her soft, chubby cheeks, her eyes glistened in the sunlight, and her smile, oh, it completely lit the room with its radiance. Curves in all the right places, I felt my cheeks heat up as I let out a nervous laugh, cursing my inner self for not holding it together. Seriously, I can face the nastiest of villains but throw one pretty lady in front of me and I fall apart? Fantastic. Realizing I wasn’t answering, I quickly stepped forward and cleared my throat.

“Uh, yeah. Hi,” ‘Wow, so smooth, Taishiro,’ I criticized in my head, “I...haven’t seen this store here before, you new?” I offered a smile, which she returned tenfold, making me even more flustered.

“Yes, actually! I set up shop here only a few weeks ago, finally settling in with the hustle and bustle of city life.” she finished, leaning in closer against the marble counter with her arms crossed.

“City life? You didn’t grow up here?” I asked.

“Yeah,” she shrugged, “Grew up on more of the countryside style of life. I love the city though, do you?”

“Yeah, you gotta get used to it when you spend all your time protecting it.” I let a hint of boasting attitude out, hoping she’d realize who I am.

“Ha, I hear ya! I do my own share of ‘protecting’ around here too. Well, if you count making goodies, that is.” she giggled, standing up and walking over to the glass containers. I deflated a little, guess that wasn’t going to work this time. I shuffled over to where she was standing and looked down at the treats they offered.

“So, kind stranger, what is it you’ll be having?” she asked after a minute of me inspecting the pastries. The problem with not being picky about what you eat, means there are tons of more options than that of others, and when all the items look equally as delectable, you get a little overwhelmed. Plus, the fact that a beautiful woman whom I would very much like to not embarrass myself in front of is waiting for my answer doesn’t help.

I gulped, “I don’t know, they all look amazing. What’s your favorite?” I asked, hoping to know a little more about her.

“Oh, gosh, let me think…” she pouted, resting her head on the palm of her hand while looking deep in thought at the treats. The adorable crease of her eyebrows scrunched together, the tip of her tongue poking out in concentration, her lovely, curvalicious body...that’s it, I’m so screwed.

“I think I’d go for the Chocolate Cream Puff,” her answer drawing both me and her out of our distracted states, “My dad taught me years ago this amazing chocolate ganache recipe and I drizzle that all over the tops of homemade pastry puffs and the whipped filling, ugh! It’s to die for, seriously!” she finished, a sparkle in her (E/C) eyes that fueled the fire in my gut. She spoke about food just as passionately as I did! She’s perfect.

Without thinking, I quickly said, “I’ll take ten.”

~ (Y/N) P.O.V ~

“Alright, there you go, 10 Chocolate Cream Puffs. Have a wonderful day, sir!” I said with a bright smile.

“Please, call me Taishiro. And you are..?” he asked.

I flushed, I’m such a klutz, “(Y/N), pleasure to meet you, Taishiro. I hope you enjoy them and come back to visit m...us! Come visit us again!” I hastily fixed my wording.

As he smiled and waved goodbye, I rolled the tension out of my shoulders and breathed a sigh of relief. It’s okay, he was nice...and cute...and...really handsome. Wow, I am I sweating?

“HOLY CRAP!” I jumped as I heard Tammy squeal out behind me, I spun around to look at her standing in the doorway to the back, watching the leaving guest with an awestruck face.

“What?! Where’s the fire?!” I shouted running up to her, grabbing the edge of my apron.

“(Y/N), look at me,” she grabbed my shoulders and forced me to stare into her hazel eyes, “Do you know who that was?”

I shrugged my shoulders as best as I could under her vice grip, “A customer, right?”

“A custom--ugh, curse you for not keeping up with the media,” she yelled while flinging her arms to the sky in exasperation before shoving them back on my shoulders, “(Y/N), that wasn’t just any old customer! That was the FatGum!”

I blinked, “Uh, who?”

“Aarrghh! The rank 58 Pro Hero in Japan! What did you say to him?!” I paled as her words sunk in. My legs felt like jelly and I wanted to lie on the floor and die of embarrassment as she raved on about my ignorance.

‘Oh, so I’ve fallen for a Pro Hero. Awesome.’

~ Timeskip to a few weeks later, same P.O.V ~

Who knew meeting a Pro Hero and potentially having a crush on him could be so amazing? After Taishiro, who is apparently a hero named FatGum, left the store, he personally posted on his main platform of media about the shop and how incredible the desserts were! Of course, to get a compliment from a hero who's Quirk is literally based around food, who’s eaten hundreds of thousands of different dishes, for him to specifically point out your’s brought the media swarming. Business went from nearly dead to tons of people coming in at all open hours! It was fantastic, and the handsome gentleman kept his promise of continually coming in and buying heaps of pastries.

You sighed, leaning against the marble counter after helping a few beautiful ladies buy some tarts, watching their desirable, attractive forms leave the shop and walk past the window. Looking around the busy lounge area, all of the customers were stunning, unique, and most of all thin. You glanced down at yourself, insecurities filling your mind about your appearance and unsurprisingly flickering back to the man plaguing your thoughts. You poked the chub, would he? No. He probably already has someone and even if he didn’t, why would he go for you? You’re a no one to him, someone who just sells him baked goods to fuel his Quirk, nothing more.

“Hey, boss man, what’s up?” Asher, a friend and employee of yours, asked while spinning you away from the counter to face him, drawing Tammy’s attention from her place on the stool behind the counter.

“Oh, it’s nothing, Asher. Just distracted is all, I’m fine!” you sighed and faked a smile.

Asher pulled a skeptical look and without looking at Tammy he said, “She’s thinking about him again, isn’t she?”

Tammy, like it was her sixth sense to pick up on gossip, flung herself to Asher’s side with the same skeptical look, “Yep, it’s so obvious.”

“I-It is?!” you yelped, pulling your hands up to your cheeks to hide your growing blush.

“What are we gonna do about them, Tam?” he asked, still not looking at her but instead grabbing your chin and tiling your head from side to side to inspect you.

“I don’t know what else to do, Ash. He so likes her back but both are too scared to make the first move. Truly a dilemma.” she said, twirling a lock of your (H/C) hair.

“Wait, he does?! How do you know?” you pleaded but they weren’t paying any attention to you anymore, making you puff out your pudgy cheeks in frustration. Opting to ignore them, you listened to the aimless chatter of the seating area. The ambiance of the confectionery made you smile because it was exactly how you’d pictured it as a little girl, the sweet smells, the laughter, it finally felt like home after all these years in the making. All your hard work was paying off in the end. Suddenly, the ringing bells of the door opening drew your attention. Glancing back, you caught a glimpse of a familiar yellow and orange clad figure whose head almost touched the ceiling. You gasped and shoved your friends off of you and to the backroom, spun around, and greeted your favorite customer with a bashful smile.

“Taishiro! How lovely to see you again,” but you quickly noticed it wasn’t just him. Two teenage boys, one with striking red hair and a warm smile and the other trembling and hiding inside of his cloak’s hood, were by FatGum’s side, which made you ask, “And who is this with you?”

“(Y/N), this is Eijirou Kirishima and Tamaki Amajiki, they are training under me for hero internships. I wanted to bring them here so they could try your wicked sweets!” he finished, making you blush even harder.

“Aw, that’s so sweet of you, FatGum! It’s a pleasure to meet you, boys.” you finished, holding out your hand for them to shake.

The red-headed boy, Kirishima, shook your hand with a gentle, but strong grip, “Same here! I’ve heard all about this place because of the news, sorry I couldn’t come sooner!”

“Oh, that’s alright, and it’s wonderful to meet you, Tamaki.” you held out your hand, but all you got from him was a curt nod as he shrunk further into his suit.

“You’ll have to forgive, Amajiki, he’s sort of shy.” Taishiro chuckled, rubbing his hand behind his head.

You pulled your hand back with an understanding smile, “No problem, I totally get social anxiety. Happens to the best of us, I’m afraid.”

“No way,” you suddenly heard Tammy mumble behind you, no doubt to Asher, “He brought his kids to see her. Did not expect that. I respect the flex.”

“Isn’t that a little far for first base material?” Asher whispered back to her. You proceeded to shoot them a terrifying glare and subtly kick both of them in the shins, a symbol for them to scram. They gulped and hobbled off to the back to avoid your wrath while you huffed and whipped your hair out of your face with a smile.

“Anyways, since the three of you are here, what would you boys like? It’s on the house!” you confidently boasted.

Taishiro gasped, “(Y/N), no. I can’t do that to you, we’ll pay.”

“Ah, ah, ah, Taishiro. You are by far the most paying of customers and since you’re my favorite of all I want to give this to you. Call it, uh, thank you present for all the publicity you’ve given my store! I couldn’t have made it this far without you.” you grinned.

He sighed and, though it could have been your imagination, blushed a little, “At least let me pay for my portion. I get considerably more than them.”

“Nope, it’s already been decided! Kirishima, what would you like?” you changed the topic before Taishiro could argue with you again. He rolled his eyes, clear girl.

“Hmm,” Kirishima thought, “Do you have anything with strawberries?”

“I got just the thing for you. How about a Strawberry Turnover?” you directed him over to the case with the pastry. He took one glance and excitedly nodded his head and you smiled, grabbed the sweet with a clean pair of tongs, placed it on a napkin, and handed it over to the young man. He grinned and shoveled the pastry into his mouth without hesitation.

“Thanks so much, Miss (Y/N)! It’s delicious!” he praised through a mouth full of food, making you giggle at his silliness. Walking back over to the registrar, you saw Tamaki looking at you. When he was caught, he gasped, quickly spun around, and hid himself away from you by pressing into FatGum’s body.

“What would you like, Tamaki?” you patiently asked. Taishiro looked at you with doubt and started saying something but you quickly shushed him and continued to wait for the teen’s answer.

Knowing that you weren’t going to give up, Tamaki quietly mumbled out, “D-D-Do you...have anything with...b-black raspberry? I-If you don’t that’s fine too, I-I didn’t mean to sound too rude or--”

“I believe I do,” you quickly interrupted so he didn’t go into a spiraling haze of self doubt, “Would a Black Raspberry Lychee Cake suffice, Tamaki?”

“Y-Yes, Miss (Y/N)...” he sighed in relief, glancing at you with tears in his eyes. You gave him a reassuring smile and grabbed the treat for him, handing it to FatGum so he could hold on to it for Tamaki.

“And now, what’ll you have, kind stranger?” you grinned as he chuckled.

“I’ll take my usual then, 10 Chocolate Cream Puffs, please.” he concluded while giving a sweet grin.

You snarked, “You always get the same thing every time, Taishiro. Don’t you wanna try anything else? I promise they’re poisoned.” you smirked.

He quirked an eyebrow at you, “Are you sure about that?” he joked.

“Taishiro! What kind of business would I be if I poisoned all my guests?” you laughed at him.

“Okay, okay, I’ll try something different, ma’am. Do you have anything with pineapple?” he asked with curiosity.

“You betcha. How does a Pineapple Poke Cake sound, sir?” you interrogated. You saw stars glisten in his eyes and you giggled at his excitement.

“How many?” you joked.

“I’ll take 12!” he concluded, blissfully staring off into space.

You packaged up his request in a cutesy (F/C) box with your confectionery’s logo and, biting your lip in apprehension, decided that if he wasn’t going to make his move then you would. You quickly wrote down your phone number on top of the box in Sharpie and signed off your name with a small black heart. As you finished the lettering you stared at the box and thought about your previous insecurities. There was still time, still time to take out the pastries, put them in a new box, and forget the whole number thing ever happened.

“Hey, don’t you dare take out those treats and put them in a new box, you hear me, girl?!” you heard a tiny male voice whisper above you. Startled, you looked up to see Tammy and Asher peeking through the window that let the customers see into the back of the bakery to watch the baking happen. You glared at the two, so they had been watching you try and confess your feelings to the fluffy hero in a discreet way.

“What am I supposed to do? What if he doesn’t like me and all the signs I’ve been getting from him are me making up a love story that is never going to happen between us?! What if by doing this I ruin our relationship and he makes sure the business tanks?! This is my life's work and I’m putting it on the line for a stupid chance at love!” you whisper yelled at them, the familiar feeling of fear and pain coursing through your system from previous failed love confessions.

“You really think a sweet man like that is going to make your life’s dream completely fall to pieces?” Tammy questioned and you exhaled, shaking your head ‘no’.

“Then go out there and get yo mans! You have to at least try and snatch that, I have to see my OTP become canon!” she sent a determined glare at you, grabbed the box, shoved it in your hands, spun you around, and pushed your forward. You stumbled and almost tripped onto the floor but caught yourself on the marble counter. Standing up tall, you took a deep breath in and urged your legs to move forward. Getting to the registrar, you smiled at Taishiro and the boys and handed over the box to FatGum after giving a subtle cough.

“Thank you for everything, Taishiro, you’ve helped me in ways you could never imagine. Now, I hope you boys come back sometime!” you spoke to the teens, Kirishima grinning at you with his shark-like teeth.

“Will do, Miss (Y/N)! I couldn’t stay away from this place even if I tried, your desserts are the BOMB!” he laughed, punching his fists together in excitement.

“...Thank you, Miss (Y/N).” Tamaki shyly whispered, giving you half a grin before cowering away once more.

“Don’t mention it, loves! Now, Taishiro, remember that I said this is on the--whoa! Are you okay?” you asked the man. His face was almost as red as his student’s hair, his eyes wide and unfocused as he stared at the top of the box, where your number neatly sat. You gulped, maybe it was the wrong decision after all.

Waving a nervous hand in front of Taishiro’s face, it seemed to break him from his spellbound state as he glanced at your eyes, “Are you...feeling okay, Taishiro?”

He looked at you with a shaken gaze as he laughed off his nerves while saying, “Y-Yeah! Just, um...yeah...you...let’s go, boys! Gotta get back to the patrol! Bye, (Y/N)!” he said while ushering the confused boys away from the counter and to the door. You felt your heart shatter into dozens of pieces as you turned your head down to conceal your sorrowed expression from the rest of the lounge area. You felt your eyes wet with tears but you used the sleeve of your white button down you dry them, you have to stay strong. At least you got it off your chest. Sniffling, you turned your head back up only to see FatGum’s face, only he was suddenly a lot more chiseled in the face and body and wow, did it just get hot in here?

“I forgot one thing.” he said with a flustered smile. You, less heartbroken then before just more confused, shrugged your shoulders in question. He then grasped your shoulders, tilted his head to the side, and planted a loving and firm kiss on your right cheek. You felt your face melt into a puddle of red as he held the kiss for a few seconds longer than anticipated but eventually released your cheek, staring back at you with the same expression as you.

“Did you really think I was going to leave without paying you back, cream puff?” he chuckled with a grin.

“I-I, um…” no longer sorrowed, your brain couldn’t catch up with the fact that he most definitely liked you back.

“Heh, you’re cute when you’re flustered for me. I’ll text you later, okay? Keep on the look out for me!” he said, backing up from the counter, only to grow immensely in size as he returned to the state you had met the hero in. He waved goodbye as he walked back to Kirishima who was practically bouncing off the walls in his excitement.

“Congratulations on the relationship, Miss (Y/N)!” the teen sang out as the three of them left the store to patrol the streets for their hero duties once again.

The entire restaurant was silent as they watched your chubby form turn into a puddle of emotions and ditzy giggles, the only thing that was heard was a loud, “YES! IT’S CANON, BABY!”

~ The End ~

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