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cavalcleave · 4 months

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A New Look, A New Wyn

Warnings: Wyn is conflicted about their change in weight at first, might be too real idk. | Characters: Monsterwyn, Doc (guest character belonging to @/bunquest) | Word-count: 2,900 | AN: Got obsessed with weight gain as a sign of healing, blame lauren.

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It had been a while since Monsterwyn had gotten a good look at themself in the mirror. Although today it wasn't hatred or disgust they felt looking at themself… but confusion. It seems like they had put on some weight since they last had a look.

"What…? When did I start gaining weight? I'm dead, yet I can still gain weight and grow hair." They think, pinching a bit of their newly acquired fat to gauge how much is there. "I must be getting too comfortable… but it won't be hard to fix. Though it's only a little bit of fat… maybe it's not a big deal. Ugh but if I leave it it'll get worse! If it took me this long to notice then I won't realize until I'm unfit for combat."

They get closer to their reflection, shaking their head. Doc starts to come to mind, as does Hale. "Doc isn't unhealthy though, and Hale still fights… so is Malcer wrong about this whole staying in shape thing? No… it still makes sense, I keep myself in good condition to be a weapon, and Annie wants me to be her weapon! So I've got to get back to training and stuff… which means I probably should stop hanging out with Doc so much for a bit. I could probably have breaks with her though, since I don't sleep most of the time I could practically have break days with her." They think, already making their way to the ZPA's indoor gym.

"If I'm quick it'll go back to normal and no one will notice and I won't have to be embarrassed that I let it get this far in the first place. What kind of weapon isn't kept in good shape? Not me, I'll be sure of it. Hopefully this stuff still works on me, otherwise what else could have caused this? It can't be Doc's food, normal food doesn't fill my hunger so why would it make me gain weight? Or maybe that's the catch? I don't know…" Monsterwyn mumbles to themself as they start exercising. "As long as Doc doesn't stumble into me doing this, it'll be fine. Because she's not unfit, I'm the one who's unfit, I need to fix it because it's wrong for me, not her. But she'll feel bad if she thinks it was her food or if she thinks I don't like her being fat. Probably have to deal with it on my own then, but that's fine, because Malcer already taught me how to deal with it. I'll be in peak condition in no time, and Doc won't notice a thing!"

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It had been the middle of her shift, Maldwyn hasn't been back from the bathroom in almost 20 minutes. But she tried not to worry, they usually got easily distracted by other people. It was normal for them to bother someone else for a little bit then come back.

Doc sighed, "They're probably fine, unless they punched the mirror again I guess. Maybe I'll check up on them in another 20 minutes."

It wasn't that she was jealous or anything of other people hanging out with them. But she was so used to their presence that it was honestly a bit jarring when they weren't around. They usually came back relatively quickly enough so, she's never had reason to worry.

Eventually those 20 minutes passed and she checked the bathroom. They weren't there, and the mirrors were still intact. So they were likely off having fun elsewhere.

Then 40 minutes became an hour and that hour became two hours, then 3 hours. It was starting to get close to the end of her shift and she was getting worried, where was Monsterwyn? She decided to go on break to search for them, asking around and looking in their favorite spots. She got increasingly worried when she couldn't find them in any of those. But eventually she started looking in more unconventional places, she would've heard about a sparring match if it was planned so maybe they had an impromptu one? So she decided to check the gym.

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They felt exhausted and their muscles felt like they were in agony. Maybe they should've eased into it more over the course of a few days. But that wasn't their priority, they were imperfect, it had to be fix no matter the cost. The pain would be temporary, and so what if they pulled a muscle or something? They could put it back.

Their thoughts get interrupted by Doc coming into the gym, so they try to look busy, and not stressed at her arrival. But their exhausted muscles aren't doing them any favors as she comes over.

"Wyn! There you are!" Doc exclaims. "I was getting worried, I thought you would be coming back to hang out. But you're here exercising, I never see you do that. Have you been here the whole time?"

Monsterwyn does their best to collect themself, if they slip up they might make her upset. "Yeah, yeah. It's just… something I wanted to do." They start panting, doing their best to continue.

"You seem pretty tired, are you stressed about something and that's why you're here doing this?" Doc asks.

"What? No, it's fine! I'm fine! Don't worry!" They practically blurt out desperately. Their blood would have run cold if it could be any other temperature than cold in the first place.

"She noticed, didn't she? Shit, I should have been more careful. Maybe this was a bad idea, but it's how I've always been. Why wouldn't I want to go back once it's different. She can't blame me for that… and maybe Malcer will actually respond when I try to do our usual chat one day…" Monsterwyn thinks, panicking.

"Just try not to overexert yourself, I don't need a reason to give you a checkup early." Doc replies, giving them a smile. "Anyway, I'm going to clock out soon. So you're free to hang out at my place."

This eases them, but not by much. "Does she know? She might… but even if she doesn't, she's not stupid, she'll figure it out. Maybe I'm going too fast right now anyway…"

"Yeah, of course I'll hang out with you, Sweet Tooth!" Monsterwyn says, bounding after her as she walks to the parking lot.

When she unlocks the doors and they sit inside, they unconsciously let out a sigh of relief.

"Tired huh?" Doc says teasingly. "That's what that much exercise will do to you!"

Monsterwyn laughs along as she starts to drive.

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Doc's worry about Monsterwyn had mostly melted away, though now that she's gotten a closer look since they're right next to her… haven't they gained weight? Maybe they had always been like that and she never paid it much mind. Though the thought made her concerned.

"They trust me a lot, so maybe they'll talk to me about it. Hopefully it's not too serious." Doc thinks.

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Later during the night, it's all they can think about. Lying in Doc's bed, Monsterwyn is conflicted.

"God this was an awful idea, why did I do that? I'm so stupid she totally knows. Maybe I should just… let it happen and maybe no one will notice and it won't affect anything… cause she didn't say anything about it… and it's obvious. But maybe it won't be bad, and I can probably fix it if I don't like it, right…?" Monsterwyn thinks. "Yeah, that sounds better. I probably shouldn't worry about getting rid of it all at once, Doc will probably notice if I pull that again."

"Wyn! Dinners ready!" Doc calls from the kitchen. For a moment they hesitate but opt to go eat.

"It's not Doc's food, it can't be, it doesn't fill me at all. But I could maybe figure out if it does affect my weight if I keep at it… but I should lay low for a bit… Doc is probably suspicious of me." Monsterwyn thinks.

Doc is serving the food and putting them on the table. She smiles warmly when they arrive. "Since you're less of a messy eater now we could probably watch tv while we eat if you want. I don't mind either way." She suggests.

"Tv is nice… but it's still a little overwhelming… I'd like to stay in here… maybe if it was just the popcorn stuff… it's like crunching bones!" Monsterwyn replies.

"I'll keep that in mind." Doc says, starting to sit down to eat.

Monsterwyn does the same, eating with the same ravenous attitude they usually have.

"Is the problem my normal eating habits? But they're still pretty much the same… I only sometimes eat a meal early. So maybe it's the extra blood I get for bedtime? But that isn't all that much is it?" Monsterwyn thinks, starting to get frustrated when…

Doc cuts through their thoughts like butter. "You seem really tense… is something wrong?" She asks.

"Huh? No, no it's fine! I said it before too, Don't worry!" Monsterwyn says. "It's no big deal, I'm fine."

"Are you sure? You can trust me with anything, Wyn. I won't get weirded out… I promise." Doc insists.

"... But if I can deal with something on my own, why should I bother you about it?" Monsterwyn asks.

"Don't be silly, Wyn you'd never bother me!" Doc says reassuringly.

Monsterwyn shifts nervously, "But what if it's stupid…"

"Your problems are never stupid sweetheart." Doc replies.

"Still though, it's nothing to worry about. I can handle it on my own, and you can relax and keep doing your job." Monsterwyn says.

"Whaaaat? C'mon wyn." Doc insists. "You can trust me. C'monnnnn."

"It's not that interesting…" Monsterwyn replies, getting confused.

"So? Mundane stuff is a part of life. It's ideal for me. So c'mon, you can be casual with me!" Doc says.

"The mundane stuff I'm supposed to do is help you with the dishes after we eat. Not talk about problems I'll solve on my own." Monsterwyn says.

Doc finishes up her food, then takes her plate to the sink. "Y'know I don't usually finish before you. I wonder what's the matter, you're always ravenous… C'mon Wyn, we're so close… I tell you all about the problems I have."

"You usually have less serious problems than this….." Monsterwyn replies, "It's like… other than the brief break up… you usually don't have problems…. I never see you mad…"

"C'mon wyn, you say it's not a big deal and now it's serious?" Doc says, approaching them, she very carefully nuzzled them, as to not make them mess up eating. She wasn't quite used to doing it to them, but they liked to do it affectionately so she had taken to doing it back to them. "C'mon… Nothing is too little of a problem. Bitching about problems is very important to the general social sphere."

"... Doc… If I tell you this, I feel like you'll feel… insulted…" Monsterwyn says, looking away guiltily.

"What? Wyn, trust me, there's very little things you could have a problem with that would hurt me. I'd understand…" Doc replies.

"Well… I um…" Monsterwyn nervously said, hesitating.

"Should I tell her? She keeps saying she won't feel insulted but… I'm still basically going to say to her face that I think being fat is unhealthy! So what do I do? Should I go with it? Maybe if I insulted her I'd stop relaxing and being soft and do what I'm usually supposed to do, be a weapon." Their thoughts race through their mind.

Yet Doc still patiently awaits their response.

Monsterwyn sighs, their face flushing red with embarrassment. "Doc I'm… gaining weight and… I think that's bad. Not that I like… think it's bad for you to be fat I just… I'm supposed to be a weapon, I'm supposed to stay in shape so I can efficiently destroy anything I need to. Yet I'm failing! I'm losing my fine edge and I don't know how to feel… it's obviously bad on my part but then why am I so conflicted…. I don't know… Is it bad that I'm thinking this way? That I want to get rid of it?"

"Wyn… it's okay… sometimes your body will change and you won't like it. It doesn't make you bad for it. I'll support you as long as you're happy and going about it in a healthy way. I just want you to remember, being fat isn't bad, it's not a moral failing on your part that you're gaining weight. I mean you don't need to be efficient as long as the job gets done, right?" Doc says reassuringly. "I mean, maybe give it a little time? Maybe it'll be nice to not worry about it and you can get used to it. It's not like Annie is making you stay 'in shape' y'know?"

"... I guess so…" Monsterwyn replies. "Do you ever worry about this stuff…? That you'd like… would get to people faster?"

Doc softly chuckles. "Oh heavens no, it's not like Annie is deploying me on DCT missions where that would matter. Plus, I'm not sure if my healing is fast enough for those to make a difference, nevermind that I don't have combat experience. Do you know when the last time I weighed myself was? Well you can tell me, because I don't remember! I'm pretty happy as is."

Monsterwyn is silent for a good long moment, contemplating this. "That makes sense… because they can always come to you as well… Sorry for not telling you… I thought maybe it'd feel insulting because y'know… you're fat and I'd basically say I didn't want to be like you to your face." They say apologetically, letting out a whine.

"Oh, sweetheart… it's okay… you can come talk to me about any problem you're having, I promise." Doc replies, getting closer to give them a kiss on the head.

"Thanks Doc…" Monsterwyn says, purring. They then pull her into a hug, holding her tightly. "I trust you… I'll give it some time and try to take it easy… I don't know if I can but… I have you, and you're my best friend. You're always kind to me."

Doc smiled, it was rare for Monsterwyn to initiate hugs first, so they must really mean it. "I'll help in any way I can, just remember, you're not a failure for gaining a little, okay?" She says.

"Okay, okay… I'll try…" Monsterwyn replied.

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Over the course of the next few weeks, Monsterwyn continued to gain weight. This seemed to have an added side effect of making them sleepy outside of drinking blood. So they often napped at their mini desk besides Doc's, when this happens she always makes sure to grab their heated blanket and tuck them in.

They also seemed to have a little less hangups about bellyrubs after being reassured that she wouldn't make fun of them for liking it.

"Are you sure it's not weird…?" Monsterwyn asked.

"Of course not, you have a ton of animalistic behaviors, this falls into that. It's not weird, even though you're fat now." Doc said in return. "Just because you like it more now doesn't make it weird."

It still embarrassed Monsterwyn a bit when their new weight was pointed out. But everyone was slowly getting used to it as normal. To the point where they didn't think about it nearly as much as when they started gaining weight.

It wasn't really an issue for missions either, they still got kills in, and earned their meal. Their boosting around was still at the same speed, and they didn't need it to get any kills.

They seemed happy, and that was enough for Doc. Who only thought it was strange when seeing them both in the mirror next to each other. Monsterwyn was kind of starting to look a lot like her, but maybe she was imagining it. They also looked at themself in the mirror and for the first time, didn't seem to react violently towards their reflection. They looked at themself with a more curious gaze, as if surprised by their progress.

"How do you feel about it now?" Doc would later ask them as they laid in bed together.

Monsterwyn let out a hum as they thought about it. "Well, I don't feel bad about it… I think. I'm still not sure, but I can stay like this I guess. It's fine, I think I kinda like it." They replied.

"That's nice. I'm glad you're happy with it. Being patient is helpful with these kinds of things, since you might just need to get used to it." Doc says.

"I just didn't realize I'd change so much. Even my claws are different… even if it's just a bit. I'm just lucky my clothes aren't completely real I guess… they would've ripped more if they weren't. It's nice, even if I'm still getting sleepy for some reason? I'm still not sure why that's happening…." Monsterwyn says. "Maybe Annie will finally figure it out soon!"

"Maybe she will, until then I'll keep you nice and cozy whenever you fall asleep." Doc says.

After that, Monsterwyn drinks their blood thermos, decorated in some stickers they liked. And the two of them drift off to sleep together. Monsterwyn cozily curled up on Doc, and likewise Doc hugging them in her sleep like a teddy bear.

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