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mugeesworld · 1 year

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Fatgum with a chubby partner head cannons!

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

Female y/n

NSFW

Not proof read

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now let's talk different positions😏😏😏

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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specialagentlokitty · 24 days

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Fat Gum x reader - perfect to me

If you want, could you please do Fat Gum x reader. Where the reader feels self conscious about their weight, and begins to skip meals (if you want to write about that) only for FG to stop them and makes them feel better about their weight. - Anon💜

TW: mentions of meal skipping

The favourite part of the day for the pro hero was coming home to you making something for dinner.

Usually you finished work first, and providing that he didn’t have to stay and do extra work for any reason, he was always home around the same time each evening.

Today was no different, as fat gum got home, the smell of whatever you were making for dinner drifted through the air, and he grinned to himself, making his way inside.

He first went to the kitchen, seeing you standing by the stove in one of his very large hoodies that drowned your form.

“As always you’re cooking smells amazing!” He beamed.

You smiled, laughing softly as you turned around, holding your arms out to him.

Walking over, your boyfriend swept you into a hug, and you laughed even more, wrapping your arms around his neck the best you could.

One of your favourite things about his quirk was how huggable it made him, and you wondered if that’s why everybody else loved him as well.

But you did notice a slight change in how you were able to hug him, and you frowned a little bit.

“Did you have a hard day?” You asked.

Fat gum chuckled a little bit, carefully setting you back down on the ground.

“I got a little beat up, but it’s alright because the villains were no match for me!”

“Were you hurt? Are you okay?”

Fat Gum smiled softly at you, placing his hands on the side of your face.

“I’m okay sweets, really, I didn’t even feel it.”

You frowned a little bit but you nodded your head.

He gave you a gentle smile, leaning down to kiss your forehead, then he stood back up.

“I’ll be right back, you sit down and relax, I can do the rest!”

He wondered away, and you went back to cooking dinner, tugging at the hoodie a little bit now that he was gone.

You didn’t want him to pick up on what you were doing, so you had to wait for him to leave, and despite the fact his hoodie pretty much covered you from head to toe, you felt like it was still too tight.

Sighing to yourself, you leant against the counter as you pulled out a couple of plates and bowls, setting them on the side.

Fat gum wondered back in, and he gently placed a hand on your shoulder.

“Hey, I said relax, I’ve got this, you’ve been working all day.”

“So have you.” You responded.

“I’ve been sitting in my office all day, you’ve been all over the place, you need to take care of yourself and make sure you get plenty of rest.”

You knew he wasn’t going to give up, so you nodded, stepping aside.

He liked looking after you, when he was home he did pretty much everything you normally would when he was away, from the cooking to the cleaning, he did it all for you.

Walking over to the living room, you sat on the couch, picking up your laptop from the table so you could focus on a presentation you had for work.

While you were doing that, you could hear the sounds of food being plated up, being set on the table in front of you.

“There you go, eat up!” He beamed.

Fat Gum sat down with his own food, starting to eat when he noticed you didn’t pick up your bowl.

“Sweets?” He asked.

You hummed a little, glancing over at him before turning back to your laptop.

“Your foods going to get cold.”

“Oh, that’s all for you. I had something a little earlier because I’ve got to finish this presentation for tonight.”

“You cooked all this for me?” He asked.

You nodded your head, giving him a warm smile.

“Yeah, I know you’ve been dealing with a lot of villains, so I want to make sure you’re quirk is fully ready just in case, plus I needed a break from work and I noticed you’d be home soon.”

While Fat Gum was eating, you resting comfortably against his side, and when he finished he wrapped an arm around you, letting your work peacefully.

He thought it was a one off, but he began to notice that you would claim to have already eaten more.

He would come home and you’d be making his dinner, then go off to do your own thing while he ate.

And then you began to wear is hoodies and shirts a lot more around the house as well, sometimes tugging at them.

After the third night in a row of you not eating with him he set his food down, and you looked up from your book a little confused.

“What’s wrong?” You asked.

“Come here sweets.”

He held his arms out, and you got up from the warm spot on the windowsill you were sat on, making your way over.

Fat Gum swept you into his arms, resting you in his lap, looking down at you with concern.

“Why aren’t you eating?” He asked.

“I’ve already eaten.”

He shook his head.

“No you haven’t, I know you haven’t been eating properly and I’m worried about you. It’s not like you not to eat with me.”

You sighed softly.

“I promise I’m okay.”

He stood up, you still in his arms and he carried you to the bathroom, setting you down in front of the mirror, placing his hands on your shoulders.

“Do you know what I see when I look at you?” He asked.

You shook your head.

“I see the embodiment of the word perfect, in every sense of the word that it could ever be used for! I see the most beautiful person I’ve ever laid eyes on, with the most beautiful and kindest heart.”

Fat Guy grinned a little bit.

“I see the person I want to spend my whole life with!”

Then his smile fell, turning into a frown as he turned you to look at him.

“I also see the love of my life struggling with how they look, constantly worrying about their weight, and how they look to others. I see you slowly loosing confidence in yourself, and hating yourself more and more each day.”

He got on his knees, letting him be at a better height with you, and he held his hands out.

You placed your hands on his, letting him bring them to his chest.

“I think you’re perfect the way you are, and you shouldn’t have to change how you look to be happy…” he whispered.

You sniffled a little.

“I’m sorry…”

“No! No! Don’t be sorry! You have nothing to be sorry about!” He rushed out.

He let out a small sight.

“I just want you to look after yourself, and not eating isn’t healthy. I know it can be hard, I understand, sometimes I don’t like how my quirk works, I don’t like I have to eat so much or be so big.”

“No! You’re perfect!” You argued.

“So are you sweets! It’s why I love you!”

Leaning forward, you gave him a gentle kiss before you pulled away to see his grinning face.

“I love you too.”

“So will you eat dinner with me?” He grinned.

You let out a soft laugh, and you gently nodded your head.

“Of course I will.”

He cheered, standing up and he swept you into his arms again, carrying you back over to the couch, sitting you in his lap as he held a plate to you.

You tucked yourself against him, taking it and resting it on your knees, and he took his own plate back so he could eat.

While eating, he noticed your putting some food into his plate, and taking some of his for your own plate, and he just grinned to himself as he carried on eating.

He was going to keep an extra close eye on you for a long time, but he knew you would be okay

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faulty-writes · 6 months

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[ Alright! Here’s a Taishiro piece for you! This was originally going to be for a Fat Gum Bang, but one of the admins was a real jerk, so I decided to quit the bang and post it here instead! This also might be slightly different from my other works, I’m trying to incorporate more detail with settings and surroundings in my writing. Depending on how well this is received, I may write a part II. Either way, I haven’t written for Fat Gum in a while. I hope you’ll enjoy it! ]

[ Working for The Public Modeling Commission wasn’t easy, but you managed. The modeling business wasn’t for everyone, and society always had negative opinions about plus-sized models including famous ones such as Taishiro Toyomitsu, who defied these societal expectations to the point of getting The Public Modeling Commission’s attention and furthermore, getting a proposed collaboration from them. But he’s on the fence about it until you’re sent in to convince him. ]

One had to follow certain rules in certain settings, and the modeling industry was no different. Be respectful, keep eye contact, and follow orders exactly. During your many years working under The Public Modeling Commission, you learned these things.

The sound of multiple voices and the gentle clink of glasses filled the air of the grandiose ballroom. The chandeliers hanging along the length of the ceiling sparkled like prisms and cast rainbow hues that reflected off the walls and some parts of the marble flooring that was colored a pristine white and had gentle strokes of yellow.

Delicate blue flowers were also painted onto its surface, further adding to the sense of elegance that made you feel suffocated. That’s probably why you chose to stand in the corner. You wore a gray tailored suit with a crisp white button-up shirt, the collar of which remained open exposing just enough skin.

A black tie complemented the collar and hung loosely around your neck and the black blazer that hugged your figure added a touch of sophistication that was normally associated with these types of parties. And finally, on your feet were polished oxfords.

You sighed and slumped against the wall as one of the waiters walked around holding a large circular tray with what appeared to be five flute cups filled with a golden liquid that kissed the edge of each glass and had some delicate bubbles floating along the top of it that begged you to drink.

Despite this, you resisted the urge. It was lovely to drink champagne, but you were ordered not to consume any alcoholic beverages. However, you knew that being part of this celebration should make you happy. Should.

After all, it was regarding the newly created plus-size modeling division The Public Modeling Commission was planning to launch. Unlike many models and society in general, you didn’t judge anyone based on their size, nor were you stuck up as some would assume people in your career were.

While it looked good on the surface, modeling became a dead-end job after a while. As strange as that may sound, not to mention the dark secrets behind the modeling industry or at least the dark secrets behind The Public Modeling Commission. However, you had your reasons for continuing to do it.

It’s not like you were a private person, you told anyone anything you felt like saying. In most respects, honesty wasn’t something you feared. Sadly, if your past were to come to light, it would ruin your career and the image of The Public Modeling Commission.

Unlike most models, you didn’t have a pleasant start. You shuttered when you thought about your past although you suspected that most would look up to you if they knew the things you had been through and the success you tasted now.

However, the past was the past, and you were determined to keep it behind closed doors. When you think about it, your job had many positive perks…well, besides fame. It also had its downsides, such as working even when you weren’t supposed to.

“Y/n,” Yokumiru Mera said, approaching you. Yokumiru was the second in command of The Public Modeling Commission and worked closely with Madam President, who oversaw the entire operation. Without her command, the wheel wouldn’t turn.

“Hm?” You hummed in response. Yokumiru was a middle-aged man, his usual messy beige hair was slicked back and the dark bags that were normally present under his eyes were concealed with makeup. He was wearing a formal black shirt with a white collar and tie, along with black dress pants.

“Here,” the man said before handing you a small envelope, sounding tired as ever. You glanced at it briefly before opening it and upon reading what it said, you knitted your eyebrows. “Taishiro Toyomitsu?” you asked, immediately recognizing the name.

He had an agency in Esuha City and was a famous plus-sized model. Yokumiru nodded. “You know who he is, Madam President wants to ensure the collaboration between this agency and his goes smoothly,” he explained.

Taishiro has been making astonishing achievements in his plus-size modeling career and caught the attention of The Public Modeling Commission, that’s what initially started their desire to create a plus-sized modeling division of their own.

While most would find this a noble goal, you knew it was only for business purposes considering The Public Modeling Commission was the largest modeling agency in Japan and had endless connections. Most of which were made from the past collaborations they had agreed to with lesser agencies.

But unlike those past collaborations, Madam President was intensely focused on doing a special collaboration with Taishiro that would skyrocket the introduction of the new plus-sized modeling division. A hand fisted into his hair as he sighed.

“She wants you to gain his favor and give her a report.” It was your turn to sigh. This was typical of Madam President to give you tasks that were meaningless in the long run and sometimes you questioned her methods. But this was also meaningless.

When she pulled the strings, you had to dance if you wanted to stay on her good side, and more importantly, if you wanted to remain employed. You nodded and tucked the envelope away on your person. “Understood,” you replied before looking around the room.

That’s when you spotted him, a rather tall and bulky man standing over the snack table dressed in an orange suit and tie. The few people who were standing nearby were looking at him in awe or possibly disgust, you couldn’t tell.

But you saw a handful of others making subtle gestures at him and more than likely gossiping about how big he was which, in your typical modeling business, gave the right to ridicule. That didn’t sit well with you, but you weren’t someone who dived into drama unless it was necessary.

After looking at Yokumiru, you crossed the room to Taishiro who was holding a small plastic plate while looking disappointed at the finger foods that were arranged just so on fancy clear plates across the table. The food they provided didn’t appeal to you either.

It was tasteless, bland, and didn’t satisfy your appetite and that’s probably why most of the attendants preferred to fill up on alcohol. “Were you expecting something else there?” you commented, grabbing a plate of your own and successfully catching the man’s attention.

“Hm?” Taishiro turned and that’s when you got a better look at the outfit he was wearing. In addition to the sleek suit jacket which yes, was as bright as an orange, you also noticed he was wearing matching trousers and a deep burgundy colored tie with black dress shoes that while like yours, looked more worn.

You smirked, ignoring his stare even as you piled your plate with the provided finger foods. Then you smiled at him. In addition to your outfit, figure, and hairstyle, he also noted that you appeared to be of average height, even though it wasn’t much of an endorsement given his stature; most people were much smaller than him.

As most of the models at this party did, you looked handsome and beautiful. Prim and proper even. He noticed that when you were a little plumper than others, there wasn’t much kindness in their eyes when they looked at you, but your eyes...well they were different.

Taishiro had long since gotten used to the stares and criticism that came with his job and...well, his build. Despite this, he had his reasons for considering the collaboration proposal from The Public Modeling Commission but had yet to fully make up his mind.

He was quite a handsome fella when he modeled in his youth, and he was well acquainted with the modeling business. However, many don't remember him for his younger years, but rather for what he became in his later years.

“Well, I know these fancy-like parties have these lil’ delicacies. They may be appetizin’ for some, but ��fraid they don’t do much for a big fella like me,” he explained with a smile. In response, you shrugged and ate one of the snacks on your plate.

Despite tasting bland on your tongue, you chose to engage in conversation, just as Madam President instructed. “Well, it’d be dangerous if they served actual food at these kinds of events,” you joked. “You know the ones with...models.”

Although some may not find your joke humorous, it was one of the harsh realities of modeling. Maintaining your appearance, for the most part, was essential otherwise you would lose your career. Taishiro frowned. “Heh, well...” he paused, uncertain what to say.

“That doesn’t apply to you, does it? Don’t get me wrong. Plus-sized models are amazing and you’re doing the right thing by promoting what you do,” you said with a smile. “After all, you’re Taishiro Toyomitsu,” he laughed. “Sure am!” he replied.

“And what’s your name? I’ve seen ya around, on billboards and such,” he grinned as he extended his hand out. “Y/n,” you responded, shaking his hand. As soon as he heard your name, his eyes lit up, which you expected.

After all, you had held sixth place among the top 10 models in Japan for years which was impressive considering the models ahead of you were Enji Todoroki, Keigo Takami, Tsunagu Hakamada, Shinya Kamihara, and Rumi Usagiyama.

Most of them had their own agencies. It was almost funny to think that models were treated as though they were celebrities. While most had their own fanbase, the top 10 models typically received the most love and as such, they needed to work hard to keep their fanbase happy.

It was a challenge sometimes, but you managed. After all, when you had so many fans who loved your beautiful face, it was best not to disappoint. As far as the ranking board was concerned, you knew that Taishiro fell within the 50 most popular models. In retrospect, that was an incredible accomplishment for a plus-sized model.

“Well fancy yourself a model!” he declared, putting his plate down before nudging your shoulder. “You’ve been with The Public Modeling Commission for a while, right? Maybe ya can teach me a thing or two,” he joked and you faked a smile, but it seemed genuine to most, and you knew it would fool him as well.

“Yeah, guess you could say that,” you replied, shrugging. “And yes, I could teach you a thing or two. First things first,” you pointed lazily at the individuals who continued to stare at Taishiro as if he were some sort of spectacle. “See those stares?” you asked, watching as he turned his head ever so slightly to see who you were referring to.

You threw your plate of food into the nearby trashcan while he was distracted and after a moment of hesitation, he replied, “Yeah.” Your smile widened. “Fantastic!” You exclaimed. “Ignore them,” you held two fingers up before he could respond.

“Second,” You took the plate of food he had set on the table and carelessly dropped it on the floor. He looked utterly shocked by your actions, but before he could address it you motioned for him to follow you. “It’s better to gorge yourself on actual food.” He looked at the food now splattered across the floor.

Since it was a little hard to lean over when you were a big fella, he followed you curious to see where you were leading him. “I’m guessing you’re familiar with the restaurants around here, yeah?” He chuckled at your question.

“Sure, I am!” He replied with a happy grin. “Great!” You said as you walked past the entrance of the building and out into the cool night air. No matter what time it was, the city was always busy, but at night, it was more captivating.

Neon lights illuminated the streets and reflected a rainbow of hues off the windows of the numerous buildings that surrounded the area, creating that bustling energy that cities are known for. In addition, the paper lanterns that hung from the food stands nestled between the buildings created a warm, welcoming aura.

They also added that savory fragrance that lingered in the air and made your mouth water. Despite that, a multitude of people lined the sidewalk, and each seemed woven together as they passed one another. Others sat on the available benches that were scattered around or stood at one of the many bus stops the city offered.

“Mm...” You seemed drawn to the couples that walked hand in hand or were sitting down lovingly gazing at each other. You never thought much about romance, but what else could you expect when you were adored by...well everyone?

It was somewhat disappointing to think that they only loved you for your career as opposed to the real you. Whoever that was. Even so, as of right now, you aren’t interested in anyone. You glanced up at Taishiro who, too, seemed awestruck by how beautiful the city looked.

Nope...weren’t interested in anyone. “So,” you said, resuming walking. “What restaurant do you want to go to?” He hesitated before following you. “Whatever suits your fancy! Trust me, this big ol’ gut doesn’t care as long as the food is hot and fresh!” he said patting his stomach with a hearty laugh.

“Mm, is that so?” You asked, glancing back at him. “Sure is. One thing I’ve learned is not to be picky when it comes to havin’ a good meal,” he shared. “Yeah, I agree,” you replied, your stomach grumbling at the thought of some steamy hot food piled high on a plate.

You looked ahead, spotting a large red building with a flashing yellow sign situated above it and a long line that expanded down the sidewalk. “Since we’re on the same page, how about we go there?” you suggested pointing at the restaurant.

“Seems a bit crowded,” he replied after taking into account the long line of people waiting outside. You smirked, “I know, but I’m sure I could get us a private room no problem,” you winked at the bigger man, who looked at you in confusion.

Instead of addressing it, when the two of you approached the building, you walked to the front door and he remained standing on the sidewalk. When the line of people spotted you, screams of joy echoed and he heard a few people call out your name. “Hm,” it wasn’t that hard for him to put two and two together.

“Heyo!” You greeted them with a pleasing smile and a playful wink, making them scream out again. He laughed softly. In general, he didn’t have much of a fan base because few people liked plus-sized models, but he treasured the fans he did have because fame wasn’t everything.

The only thing he wanted was to spread positivity and self-love. Glam and fashion magazines have always told everyone that skinny was the only way to be, that somehow a small stomach and a flawless face equaled true beauty. It didn’t.

He enjoyed inspiring others to see their inner beauty and appreciate how they looked on the outside. However, he was happy to see that you had a lot of fans. Guess you earned them. The hostess appeared more taken by you than the rest of the crowd and stared at you with such love and awe he was almost jealous.

“Mind if we get a private room to eat in, sweetheart? Yeah, I can autograph that for you,” chuckling, you took her clipboard and scribbled your name across it. She allowed you to enter after a selfie request but stumbled back when Taishiro walked over. Unlike you, he didn't get a warm welcome per se.

Suddenly, the crowd that had been shrieking for you stopped and murmurs and concerns filled the air. He couldn’t help but recall that most of the discrimination he faced was due to his size and shape. But people just have to deal with it.

When you realized he hadn’t followed you inside, you paused and turned to see him standing in front of the hostess. She wore a defensive posture, and you could only assume she was giving him a nasty look. “Hey,” you said, catching her attention.

“He’s with me,” the hostess looked at you in disbelief before looking back at Taishiro. Then with a sigh, she motioned him inside. You could only imagine what was going through her mind. Of course, that wasn’t important.

You turned and resumed walking inside the restaurant. It wasn’t that difficult for him to notice that you turned several heads when you walked by. The waitresses gave you that familiar loving gaze and some squealed with delight when they saw you.

Others who were eating suddenly paused and gazed at you with amazement. He wondered if you realized what you were doing or if you had just gotten so used to being treated this way that you ignored their reactions. Either way, he hoped you were happy and if you weren’t, heck he’d try his best to make you.

The pristine wooden door leading into the private room opened with a faint whisper and you noticed it was adorned with a beautiful painting of cherry blossoms and delicate pinks and greens that looked like they were swaying when the door moved.

You looked at Taishiro before stepping inside and immediately noted the elegantly placed table that dominated the room. It appeared to be constructed from ash wood, giving it a modern and sophisticated appearance that aligned with the feeling of the restaurant.

Its edges were carefully constructed into a gentle curve, and, like the door, cherry blossoms adorned its perimeter, further enhancing its artistic appeal. Its polished and prim surface had a pitcher of ice water and two large glasses on it and reflected the soft golden glow from the paper lanterns hung across the room.

To create an inviting atmosphere, the table was set low to the ground on tatami mats painted a greenish hue, encouraging you and Taishiro to sit on one of the four cushions placed along the curves of the table. Your concentration was broken when Taishiro laughed.

“Well, guess that’s a preview of the lovin’ and admirin’ ya get daily, huh?” You wanted to shrug and dismiss his words. Instead, you walked over and took a seat and he followed, taking the one across from you. Although he struggled a bit getting onto his knees and sitting cross-legged which you partly expected.

You tried to resist smirking and leaned one elbow on the table and cradled your hand against your cheek. “Yeah, more or less, sorry if I threw you for a loop,” you said with a forced laugh. “Heh, that’s alright!” he declared.

“No harm done, and I enjoy seein’ ya work your magic,” your smile filled him with joy, but there was something odd about it. He tended not to appreciate others smiling unless they meant it. “Right, well,” you picked up the menu and glanced over the choices while tapping your chin.

You lacked self-control when it came to food. Considering your very strict exercise regimen, eating whatever you desired didn’t adversely affect your modeling career. When you glanced up, you noted that Taishiro looked tall even when he was seated, and although he was a big and round individual, he was nice to look at.

His skin was clear and creamy, his blond hair fell in gentle waves, and his eyes were the same color as his hair. His appearance was truly unique, and you admired it. Several years ago, he made his plus-sized modeling debut, and you remember everyone laughing and criticizing him.

Of course, there were a few kind hearts out there, yourself included, that thanked him for his work and how he defied plus-sized modeling limitations. Not many knew this, but he was one of your motivations for your modeling career.

It’s funny how life works sometimes. Here you were sitting with one of the most famous plus-sized models in Japan, the same plus-sized model you had admired for years. Yet, it was almost as though it were under false pretenses given the fact you were only following orders.

Nevertheless, it wasn’t wise to go against Madam President since the newest division of her modeling franchise depended on Taishiro’s collaboration, and you were sent in as her rat to sweeten the deal. You didn’t realize how lost in thought you were until you heard your name.

“Y/n?” You snapped out of your daze. “Huh?” you replied, only to hear him laugh in return. “Is anythin’ wrong? Heh, I can understand why ya wanna stare, heck a lot of people stare at me. But your head seems to be in the clouds, is there somethin’ on your mind?” You shook your head.

“No...nothing,” you replied, glancing to the side. Despite knowing you were lying, he shrugged. “Alrighty then...” he said, not wanting to provoke or push you into telling him what was wrong. It had to come out sooner or later. “So,” he adjusted the menu in his hands.

“What were ya thinkin’ of gettin’? Everythin’ sounds pretty appetizin’, doesn't it?” You tapped your lips several times, scanning the menu. “Hm...takoyaki, yakitori, and tempura sound delicious. We could also order sushi and onigiri,” you suggested, making him laugh in response.

As you lowered your menu, you raised an eyebrow in his direction. “I’m sorry,” he said, letting his laughter die down. “I didn’t mean to disrespect ya in any way. I just wasn’t expectin’ a model as fine as yourself to be prepared to eat that much,” he explained.

“I just admire someone with an appetite like mine,” he added. “Heh,” you tried to smile but knew what he was thinking. He thought you were like the rest of the braindead models, who starved themselves or ate nothing but healthy food, but that’s not how you lived.

You reminded yourself again that as long as you stuck to your exercise routine, the one Madam President made for you, eating what you pleased wouldn’t jeopardize your career. “Is that correct?” You asked respectfully, but even so, tension dripped from you like a leaky faucet.

He opened his mouth, sensing the tension, only to have the waitress interrupt him. After placing your order, you flashed her a smile and tried to ignore the look of disbelief on her face. Then Taishiro ordered his food, and the two of you were left alone again.

After pouring yourself a glass of water and taking a sip, you glanced at him and leaned back in your seat. “So, what made you want to get into modeling? If memory serves, you started modeling after you graduated High School and your popularity grew,” you said, wanting to start a conversation.

Taishiro tensed up a bit and a hint of sadness appeared in his eyes. “Yeah, I suppose that’s right,” he said, quickly recalling his younger years. “Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed modelin’ back then, and still do now!” he exclaimed with a determined smirk.

But it soon faded, and he fixed his eyes on the table. “After a while though, fame, and fortune don’t mean much if people only come to ya ‘cause you’re pleasin’ to the eye,” he explained, and you understood what he meant.

It seemed that beauty played the most crucial role in determining how people treated you and what kind of looks you got in society. “I wanted to be somethin’ more, but along the way, I found another passion,” he said, patting his stomach.

“After that, I got to thinkin’ that despite my growin’ size I could still be a role model that others look up to,” you nodded. “Yeah…I remember your early days as a model. You inspired me to follow the profession. Even after people tried to bury your name and career,” you smirked when he parted his lips in shock.

“Heh, well I guess I should be thankin’ ya for lookin’ up to me so kindly. But with natural beauty like yours, I’d think you’d find your way into this career without lookin’ up to me,” he said, and you shook your head, a smile still painting your features.

“I like looking up to you. The fact that you redefined the modeling business is amazing,” might as well try buttering him up. “All your dedication and work are paying off. The Public Modeling Commission was determined to open a plus-sized division after seeing your success.” You chuckled briefly.

“I’m sure the collaboration between your and our agencies will finally give plus-sized models the respect they deserve and-” you paused. You could dig for more information discreetly now that you’ve mentioned The Public Modeling Commission and the collaboration. You could also make sure Taishiro was 100% on board.

You felt your stomach twist in disgust, almost wishing he knew what you were doing. If he did, the kind and admiring eyes he used to look at you would no longer be there. “Oh sorry,” you said, pressing your hands against your chest.

“You haven’t fully decided if you will go through with the collaboration. Shouldn’t have mentioned it, I-” He interrupted you, falling hook, line, and sinker for your setup. “It’s alright,” he said with a chuckle allowing his eyes to linger on you for a long moment then gazed at your hand which remained resting on the table.

“Truth be told, I was on the fence about it…but…” You tensed up when he placed his hand over yours. Yes, you did not judge others by their, ahem…proportions. But it was hard to ignore how large his hand was. While it swallowed your hand whole, you also noticed how warm and gentle his touch was.

His thumb stroked the side of your hand like one would pet a bird or a kitten. “Ya convinced me with your kindness,” you knitted your eyebrows. “Sorry?” you replied, but he smiled. “Your kindness, most wouldn’t approach me like ya did,” he chuckled, “and that honesty of yours is also somethin’ to be admired.”

Your heart sank at his words, if only he knew how dishonest you were being. “And if I accept this collaboration, well it’d be a downright honor to work side by side with ya if I’d be so privileged,” you looked at him with disbelief. It faded after a few moments, and you glanced away. “Oh, uh...” What should you even say to that?

“Thanks?” Yeah, thanking him was better than nothing. “Heh, heh. The pleasure is mine,” he replied with a smile, and you gave a forced one in return. It was sad to think that such a smile fooled thousands of people every day.

Taishiro knitted his eyebrows almost as if he sensed something was wrong and opened his mouth, but at that moment the waitress returned, placing the food on the table and you sighed in relief. Grabbing a yakitori, you greedily tore off a chunk like an animal tearing into a fresh kill.

While he looked on in amusement, you hummed in approval and licked your lips. “Heh, guessin’ it’s good eatin’, don’t mind if I do,” he said, reaching over to take a yakitori. A minute later, you both had your plates piled high and exchanged a few words as you ate your fill.

“Ah, that food was pretty tasty!” he said with a chuckle, patting his stomach. You nodded, leaning back against your seat when the waitress came with the bill. “Hm?” Taishiro sat up and was about to reach across the table to look at it, but you snatched it away.

You placed it on your lap before pulling out your credit card. “Pardon,” he said as you tucked your card into the check presenter’s plastic sleeve. “Yes?” you replied, looking at him. “Are ya intendin’ to pay for this meal?” he asked, and his voice reflected a slight suspicion and uncertainty.

“Is that a problem?” you replied with a smirk. “Well now, I wouldn’t be much of a gentleman if I expected ya to pay,” he said, but you shrugged. “I’m paying,” you replied, your tone firm and your voice deep to make sure he knew there was no room for argument.

As you handed the check presenter to the waitress, you looked at him and said, “Consider it a welcoming present and a thank you for collaborating with The Public Modeling Commission.” You gave him yet another sweet but fake smile.

He frowned when he saw it but decided not to address it now. “Well, thank ya kindly but next time, the meals on me,” he stated. You were caught off guard by his words. “Next time?” You muttered under your breath but knew not to overthink it.

Most likely, he was just being polite. Before walking out of the restaurant with him, you ensured everything was correct and put your credit card away. It was less cluttered on the sidewalk, but people still walked along it.

More than likely they were heading home after a long day’s work. You noticed the signs you passed by earlier looked brighter than before. This was especially evident considering the sky was now painted black and only a few stars were visible.

Taishiro noticed a genuine smile on your face as you looked up at the sky, and he wanted to tell you to only smile when you mean it. At the same time, he knew that you must have had your reasons for that fake smile. “Heh,” he chuckled, catching your attention.

“What?” you asked, and he shook his head, his eyes lingering on you. “Nothing, I just…” He paused and rubbed the back of his head, ruffling his already messy blond hair around. “I wanted to apologize for my earlier comment again and-” you waved his words off.

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it,” you said as you walked down the sidewalk. “That’s the reaction most models who actually eat and are friendly get. We break the illusion society holds over us. That we’re perfect little porcelain dolls,” you explained before looking up at the sky again.

“Some of us are lucky enough to be broken porcelain dolls,” you joked, a bit of a dark joke at that but still you chuckled. As Taishiro followed you, he apologized to the few people he ran into and those who stepped around to avoid him.

“Is that right?” He replied before holding back his breath. “Well,” he reached over, laying his hand on your shoulder and making you pause. “Hm?” You turned, looking at him with curiosity and something about that expression made his heart leap.

“Uh,” for a moment he forgot what he wanted to say. “Oh!” He laughed. “As far as porcelain dolls go. I gotta say if I were the collector type, I’d buy a dozen of ya ‘cause I can’t get enough of your sweet self!” His comment made you snicker.

“Right,” you replied dryly and resumed walking, and he followed right behind you. “So, the party should be just about over by now,” you informed him. “Oh?” He smiled. He was happy he got to spend time with you instead of remaining at the party so there was no sadness in knowing it was over.

“Yeah,” you replied, trying not to let silence fill the space between the two of you. “So do you live far from here?” You asked. “Heh, I live back in good ol’ Esuha City,” you nodded. “Near your agency I assume. Good thinking,” you commented, “must be nice.”

“Well, city life ain’t for most. Truth be told, I’d be just as content livin’ in one of the rural areas. Of course, then I’d miss out on all the great food the city has to offer,” he said laughing. You smirked, “Yeah…the city has some excellent food,” enough to satisfy you anyway.

Glancing ahead, you could see the building where the party was being held. There were also a few people walking out and several cars pulling out onto the street. “So did you drive here?” you asked, ignoring the chill of the air against your cheeks, which were slowly turning red.

“Nah, I don’t do much drivin’. Heh, but I have a ride. Don’t ya be worryin’ about lil’ ol’ me now,” he teased, gently nudging you with his elbow. “Heh,” you chuckled and felt relieved when you were finally in front of the semi-empty building.

While your back was turned to it, you felt eyes on you, and you assumed said eyes belonged to Madam President. Somehow, she always kept tabs on you, and if not her, then someone close to her did. To put it simply, you were never actually alone.

Every move you made had to be calculated perfectly, but sometimes you didn’t care about the consequences of your actions, maybe that made you rebellious. You weren’t sure. However, most would advise against angering Madam President.

Despite this, you and your colleague made a game out of it. Come to think of it, it’s strange that Madam President didn't send him to do this job. Who knows, maybe she thought Taishiro would be more drawn to you? Regardless, you knew you would find out later.

“So, I guess this is goodnight. That dinner was delicious, we must do it again sometime,” you said, putting on your most optimistic smile. His face twisted with uncertainty and before you could react, he grabbed your hands and cradled them.

First, he put his hand over yours during dinner, and now this. “I’d like that, if ya don’t mind bein’ seen with a big fella like me again. Havin’ dinner or just spendin’ time with ya again would be a pleasure,” he said, smiling at you and for a moment, you were at a loss for words.

“Hmm,” Madam President’s eyes remained fixed on you and Taishiro. “What on Earth is going on…” she muttered, her words dripping with suspicion. “I’m sure everything is fine…” Yokumiru said, ignoring her glare. “I agree!” Keigo announced as he entered the room.

His feathery ash hair was slicked back, highlighting his yellow eyes adorned with triangular tattoos on the top corners and tear ducts. He wore a black and red suit that almost appeared to have some sort of shimmer to it, and he had a faint amount of stubble on his chin.

He smirked as he walked over and plopped onto the couch. “Takami…” Madam President growled but did not remove her eyes from you nor Taishiro. “Aw, come on there Madam President. I know I left my post early, but hey…it looks like you didn’t need hawk eyes on Y/n after all.”

Like you, Keigo often carried out Madam President’s orders which consisted mostly of keeping tabs on the others she sent out. Like a supervisor, but undetected. “I mean sure, I could have done the job just as well,” he stated, placing his hands behind his head.

He lay back on the couch and stared at the ceiling. “But Y/n has that certain genuine charm people seem to like, and besides Toyomitsu seemed pretty smitten with them, so didn’t think I needed to observe any longer,” he explained.

He could sense tension in the air. More than likely Madam President was angered because he technically disobeyed her order. However, no harm was done, and he wasn’t scared of what she might do. She had no one better than him, apart from you, that is.

“I hope to see ya again real soon, alright?” Taishiro squeezed your hands gently before releasing them, turning, and walking away. As you watched him disappear, you felt your hands tingle and a strange feeling of warmth wash over you.

But your moment was interrupted when you heard someone clear their throat. You sighed and turned to face her after shaking your head to clear your thoughts. “Madam President,” you replied nonchalantly. She crossed her arms. “Report,” she stated, and you sighed again.

“Right, straight to that, huh?” You replied, placing one hand on your hip. “He agreed to collaborate with our agency. There’s no changing his mind,” you said. “Ensure it remains that way,” she ordered before turning back toward the building and walking away.

“Suuuuuure,” you replied half-heartedly before placing your hand on your chest, feeling the unusual speedy pace of your heart. The last time you received physical affection and talked to someone who seemed genuinely interested in you instead of your career was a long time ago.

But Taishiro...the way he looked and spoke to you. Well, it was different than what you were used to. He was different than the others Madam President assigned you to butter up. “Mm…” you pressed a hand to your forehead.

“I must be going crazy. It’s been a long day,” you concluded, shrugging before you started toward the car that The Public Modeling Commission provided. When you approached, Untenmaru Kurumada stepped out.

He was an older man with short black hair styled up in the front and a white mustache with hints of black. On the length of his chin, white facial hair was also present. A black dress shirt and white tie complemented his dark-colored jacket that hugged his chest and waist.

Additionally, he always wore white driving gloves. Since Enji, the one he had an exclusive contract with, did not attend tonight’s event, he agreed to drive the models present because he made a living catering to models specifically.

“Hello Y/n!” he shouted enthusiastically as he opened the door. “Where are you headed!?” he asked, his voice high and loud. You replied, “I’ll head home, thank you,” and he nodded before closing the door, climbing into the driver’s seat, and starting the engine.

As the car pulled out onto the street, you looked at the black sky still adorned with those sparkling diamonds known as the stars. Then you looked down at your hands which lay motionless in your lap. You remembered Taishiro’s secure grip on them and yet again how he looked at you.

It was unlike the looks you got daily, there was just something about it that made you feel…strange. “Hm…” you knit your eyebrows. Untenmaru noticed the expression you were making when he gazed at the rearview mirror and frowned.

Despite knowing it wasn’t any of his business, he blurted out “Something wrong!?” His many years as a chauffeur gave him a great deal of insight into the challenges associated with the modeling industry, and the struggles models of your generation face.

He had known you for some time, and usually, you had a smile on your face. However, tonight it seemed someone or something had stolen it from you. Looking at him, you raised your eyebrows. Damn…shouldn't have given yourself away.

Taking a deep breath, you said, “Nothing. I’m just…I mean it’s just…” Drawing your bottom lip into your mouth, you tried to think. “I’m just worried about how well the collaboration with Toyomitsu will go. After all, this new division means a lot to The Public Modeling Commission,” you explained only to hear him huff in response.

“Is that all you kids think about!? There’s more to life than success! Even Mr. Todoroki knows that!” You hummed in response, and although he had a point, you knew he couldn’t tell that there was an enormous amount of guilt weighing your heart down.

When you think about it, Madam President would likely assign you or Keigo to show Taishiro the ropes before the big collaboration debut. Your fingers curled into the fabric of your pants. You could only imagine how chaotic that would be.

In addition, despite your best efforts to tell yourself this was only business, Taishiro Toyomitsu, made your stomach churn with butterflies which was an unusual and furthermore, unwanted reaction that you had to get under control before your next meeting with him.

#fat gum x reader #taishiro x you #taishiro x reader #fatgum x y/n #fatgum x reader #fatgum x you #bnha x self insert #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n #bnha x you #bnha x male reader #bnha x fem!reader #faulty writes: taishiro toyomitsu: 23 #faulty writes: taishiro toyomitsu: one shot: 23

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ambrose-stein · 1 year

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I love them so much Y^Y

Made another au for Fatgum and Nova.

This time Fatgum is the God of Harvest Taishiro, he is a prominent deity in Nova's hometown.

Nova is oracle priest for the gods as a whole but is tethered mainly to Taishiro.

The priests and oracles of their religion are always make figures in their community. When the gift to commune with the gods was given to him at a young age, his parents sent him to live in the temple to learn with the other priests.

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feistyfreaks · 6 months

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the physical - miguel o’hara

pairings ❀ ⋮ doctor!miguel x shyf!reader

₊❏❜ content ⋮ dubcon/cnc, d/s dynamics // doctor taking advantage of their patient, nipple play & nipple stimulation, blue balls, soft dom, sweet tempered mig, vag fingering, squirting, ehh aftercare ?? porn with a taboo subject. slight dirty talk, nicknames, n somewhat begging.

note ⋮ sorta got lazy w this lmfao, this is one of so many drafts i have lingering around in my pile.

not proofread !

✧*･ﾟ

there you were, anxiously fidgeting around with your fingers. waiting patiently to be called on.. and you mean very patient.

what?

you wanted them to take their time so you wouldn’t have to walk into the examination room. this was going to be your first physical and you were really nervous. and it showed when the heel of your foot intensely bounced rhythmically off the floor.

“y/n” the nurse called out as your anxiety heightened. you smiled awkwardly standing up, lowering your head as you walked past the other patients and into a small room.

“i’ll just take your blood pressure real quick~” the nurse hummed, grabbing the small machine and undoing the velcro as she wrapped it around the fat of your arm.

with a faint click the cuff began to tighten, cutting off your blood flow for a moment. your arm became numb and tingly as you a felt short pulse on it — and with a whoosh, the cuff finally released you.

“excellent! now just change into this robe — make sure to be completely naked under it, and the doctor should be in pretty soon.” the nurse said. “you look nervous is it your first time?” the nurse asked.

“yeahh..”

“don’t worry he won’t bite.” the lady playfully rolled her eyes, flashing you a reassuring smile as she elbowed you.

“he?” you blurted out, eyes widening.

“i know it may seem weird, but he’s a gentlemen.” the lady added, seeing your expression she tried consoling it.

but that only caused you to worry more.

“it’ll go well don’t worry!” she said, heading out her way she waved at you and wished you good luck.

you stood there processing the whole thing and imagining all the possibilities of embarrassment you’re going to have to go through. you slowly exhaled. “oh my gosh, fuck me for coming here.” you whined to yourself as you moved on to removing your layers of clothing - you took your shirt off and unclasped your bra, unbuttoning your jeans and sliding it down your thighs along with your panties. you then reached for the robe and wrapped it around your naked body. you folded your clothes neatly into a stack as you placed it on a small desk besides you.

you then sat atop the table, waiting patiently.

just then a audible knock fulfilled your ears as your head perked up to meet eyes with a males.

your heart stopped beating for a second.

oh shit.

this guy was so fine he could literally be on a magazine cover.

you couldn’t help but wonder if this man was single or if he had a very lucky girlfriend.

“how’s your morning going, love?” the man asked, casually calling you a nickname that made you stop in your tracks and turn red.

“good.”

you began pinching yourself as you slightly pouted. ‘fuck fuck fuck’

“did you eat any breakfast?” he asked, giving the hint of wanting to start a conversation.

“nothing, really.” you lied, faking a smile. “me too, i was in a rush so i just decided to chew on some gum for the moment.” he grinned, clicking his pen as he picked up your files, tapping it on his desk tidying up all those loose sheets of paper into a neat stack.

“oh.”

what a plain response.

“well then, let’s begin shall we?” he proposed with a smile as you nodded.

“alright—first and foremost, i’m going to listen to your heartbeat.“ he said, stepping closer to you as he gently pushed down the robe and pressed the stethoscope to the center of your chest.

“breathe in~”

you inhaled and held your breath, all while his eyes ogled yours.

“breathe out~”

“again, breathe in..”

“and breathe out~”

“are you nervous?” he asked, raising a brow.

‘kill me’

“..no”

“really?”

“..yes”

“honey, you’re a very bad liar.” he chuckled as you felt yourself heat up.

“take a deep breath.” he smiled. “your heart rate is a little rapid, which may be due to your adrenaline rush — but it’s totally normal since most find it awkward being around the opposite sex during this exam.” he reassured, “it’s nothing new dear.”

“right.” you awkwardly laughed, nodding your head in agreement as you looked away.

“i get if you may feel weird, i’ll try my best to make you feel welcomed.” he smiled.

“thank you, i appreciate it.”

and you really did appreciated it. you knew what he was trying to do. you’ve been observing it — and this proved your point. he was trying to make you comfortable in the short amount of time you two had together.

“well, i’m now going to move on to examine your hair and mouth.” he chimed, slipping on some blue gloves as the rubber snapped to each of his wrists.

his fingers cordially ran through your luscious hair, mindfully massaging small circles on each of your temples. “que bella.” he commented, making you smile, “thank you.”

he then moved on to cup your face conscientiously, gently tilting your head to the side as he brushed your hair behind your ear. he couldn’t help but scrutinize your unique features.

“you’re really pretty.” he added, making your smile widen even more. “thank you,” you replied, “i’d say the same about you.” you wanted to return the compliment but the words slipped out of your mouth, giving him the idea you found him attractive.

“really? i’m quite old so it’s nice to know the good looks still haven’t wore off yet.” he laughed.

“oh, how old are you?” you asked curiously perking your head to the side.

“how old do i look? be brutally honest, no offense taken.”

you squinted your eyes, now it was your turn to examine his features.

his dark hair was neatly slicked back, no grey hair to hint his age nor any visible wrinkles—rather his bronzed skin looked flawless, and his lips weren’t even chapped. neither did they look cracked or dry, they looked soft, plump and rich. his outfit was nicely chosen and put together. he looked formal and neat..and hot. he stood around six foot with an attractive physique.

“twenty seven?” you guessed wildly, “wow that really boosts my ego, i’m in my early thirties.” he chuckled, flashing you a smile that made your heart throb.

there’s no way he could’ve been older than thirty. “you’re being for real?” you snorted before you abrupt into a contagious laughter.

“no like actually, i am. but thank you love, that definitely made my day.” he thanked with a tender warm smile that made your heart clench and swing your legs like a teenage girl in love.

“okay, cariño. let’s check your mouth now, yea? ahh — ” he demonstrated sticking out his tongue as he pointed to his mouth.

“aaahh.”

“good girl.”

his thumb pressed on your chin, adjusting his glasses to further inspect you as his eyes squinted.

god he was so close to you, his warm breath smelled like the mint flavored gum he was chewing on ~ and oh his cologne. it smelled so good, and so manly it had you swooning.

he carefully placed a popsicle stick on the flat of your tongue, slightly pushing it down and past your throat making you gag.

“that remind you of anything?” he grinned, raising a brow and he couldn’t help but smirk at your confused expression.

“wh-hat?” you choked out, curling your hand into a fist as you hit your chest in attempts to calm down your choke.

“nothing dear,” he cleared his throat with a smug smile, continuing to chew on his gum as if nothing happened.

you didn’t get it.

he finished writing something on his notepad as he clicked his pen, satisfied.

“mkay i’m going to ask you a few simple questions..” he went on, “first question, how often do you exercise?”

“two to four times a week.”

“excellent. are you feeling any abnormal pain or discomfort, if so where do you feel the pain or discomfort?”

“no, and no where.”

“any use of drugs, alcohol anything particularly?”

“nope.”

“are you sexually active?”

“..no..”

“are you practicing safe sex?”

you looked up at him, “..no?”

that sounded as if you were questioning yourself.

“when was the last time you’ve been penetrated?”

you fell silent..hoping he’d get the message. but he didn’t seem to read your expression like you anticipated to.

“i’m a virgin.”

“oh..”

“okay.” he raised his brows trying to not give you the impression he was surprised by your answer. like look at you, you looked so gorgeous sitting there all flustered.

he glanced down adjusting his glasses again as he scribbled something down on his note pad before turning back to you.

“just need you to lay down for me and put your feet on the stirrups.” he smiled as you followed the given instructions, leaning backwards until your back hit the cold leather as he helped you put your feet in and onto the stirrups, lacing them secure.

“scoot closer,”

you propped your elbows on the table, scooting your bum closer.

“more..”

you scooted further, just inches away from his pelvis, yet that still wasn’t enough - “just a little more..”

gosh. how close did he want you to be? you scooted just a teeny tiny bit more.

he grabbed your hips and pulled you closer to his likings, your pelvises were so close it was centimeters away from one another’s. but to make matters worse he decided to close the gap — your groin making contact with his as your breath hitched in your throat.

your robe rose up, feeling his bulge brush against your pantie-less cunt as he took a step back. he definitely felt that. clearing his throat, he looked away pretending he didn’t see anything.

you pulled your robe down in embarrassment, blood rushing to your cheeks.

“my bad,” he coughed, “just wanted to make sure you were close enough.” he reasoned.

“anyways, i need to examine your breasts so if you mind..” he expressed, signaling you to pull your robe down from the shoulders.

you took a deep breath, breaking eye contact you slowly started to undo the knot but were too embarrassed to completely pull it off your breasts — so he did it for you.

his ginormous hand skimmed past your breast before taking a handful in his palm, fondling and squishing it as if it were some stress toy.

he continued to chew on the gum expressionless whilst thumbing your sensitive nipple making you bite your lip. with his pointer finger and thumb he rolled the bud in between the pads of his fingers before slightly tugging at it.

you let out a gasp, and he raised a brow.

oh, weren’t you sensitive?

he decided to tease you more.. twisting the bead in his finger pads and tugging at it again.. and again and again. you didn’t notice you were squirming the whole time, your brows were knitted together and you didn’t even realize you were letting out soft moans. once you finally had the confidence to meet his stare he tugged on your poor nipple harder causing you to let out a loud whimper that made you bite your tongue. and before letting go, he decided to give you one last harsh squeeze.

by the end of his little examination he knew he had left you hot and bothered.

he wanted to continue toying with you, those cute little sounds you were making made his dick twitch in his pants.

“all normal and healthy.” he muttered lowly, eyes darkening with a hidden arousal.

opening a drawer he reached for a weird looking contraption as he dug further, pulling out a small liquidy tube.

“i’m now going to need a quick sample of your mucus, it’s to test for any infections.” he explained, “f-y-i it’s gonna hurt, but don’t worry i’ll make it as quick as possible.” he added, “by the way this is a speculum and it’ll y’know go inside—you get the idea.“

you nodded awkwardly as he stepped forward yet again. “may i?”

you nodded slightly embarrassed as you gave him consent, he slowly pushed your robe, displaying your bare cunt.

his thumb swiped against your naked mound, uncapping the bottle you felt a cold liquid pour onto your warmth, making you gasp. your lower body writhed, bucking at the feeling.

“sorry i should’ve warmed it up for you darling.” he cooed, his snug palm rested on your pubic bone to warm it up, lathering the lubricant all over you. and when you were ready he slowly slid the speculum inside, opening the blades you let out a strained groan. it revealed your insides and the back of your cervix.

bloody hell did it sting — the cool breeze was a weird sensation. but boy have you never felt so exposed before. a small cotton swab gently swiped on the inside of your inner wall causing you to let out another painful hiss.

“all done” he murmured, putting the cotton swab into a small ziploc bag and into a envelope. closing the contraption and slowly pulling it out of you, you let out a sigh of relief. “feelin’ okay?” he asked, caressing your arm.

“i-i’m fine” you sighed shakily.

“if you say so” he smiled, checking off something in his notepad before beginning once again, “last but not least i’ll be checking for any tenderness, growths and any tumors inside you. so while i’m at it try to think of something hot and exciting — being naturally turned on helps with getting better results.” he suggested, making some shit up.

you blinked, “..i don’t know what to think about though”

“think about me fucking you or something” he scoffed, blurting out something so taboo it made you blush.

“w-what?”

“i’m kidding” he laughed, “i mean.. unless you’re actually into that type of stuff” he cleared his throat, searching for any visible reaction on your face from the corner of his eye.

“n-no, no not at all — that’s wrong, very wrong.” you reasoned, trying to prove your innocence. “you’re nervous” he pointed out. “am not!”

“oh really? your body language is telling me a whole different story” he smiled, “no need to be ashamed about your fantasies”

“i-i’m not ashamed!” you snapped back,“so sensitive..” he chuckled, as you realized your back felt hot and all sweaty.

oh boy did he know how to rile you up.

‘he was only playing.’ you reminded yourself, slowly exhaling.

“let’s get started shall we?” he voiced teasingly - his hand trailed down your abdomen as his finger pads ghosted over your soft skin sensually hovering over your entrance. his touch sent butterflies to abrupt in your tummy, and that’s when you shut your lids tight feeling his digits slip past your folds ever so smoothly. like a dip in warm honey, a slight whimper escaped your lips from the ecstatic feeling.

his thumb crept up to add pressure to your clit, experimentally toying with you. but he wasted no time in setting a steady pace as his experienced fingers lewdly slid in and out of you. you moaned softly, aroused with the excitement exploding through your body.

he began searching for anything abnormal - but of course he put more effort into finding your gspot.

you couldn’t help but yelp once his finger tips curled upwards.

bingo.

it didn’t take him to long to find that sweet gummy spot he’d been looking for as he was already familiar with the female anatomy. your thighs twitched and clamped around his hand as he purposely began to brush up against your sweet spot — aiming his fingertips against that certain nerve making you moan loudly.

he knew exactly what he was doing to you.

your mouth hung open, your eyes searched for his as they twinkled with lust. “feels good doesn’t it?” he asked, breaking through your pleasure. “fuck please” you breathed out.

“hm please what mami?” he praised as his fingers continued their assault on your sobbing cunt, fucking into you in all the right places.

you curiously looked downwards as the visual stimulation sent pleasurable shocks throughout your body.

his other hand came to slap your clit making you jump,

“answer me.”

you opened your mouth but the only thing that came out was a whine.

“i know you aren’t that fucked out, answer me nena.”

“please wanna cum —!” you whined pathetically, shutting your eyes harshly.

that’s when you felt your orgasm approaching, your fingers wrapped around his thick wrist in attempts to stop him before you shattered into pieces.

“is that so baby? wanna cum on your doctors fingers hm?” he teased with that cocky grin of his. the thought of your doctor fingering you so lewdly made your pussy throb.

an intense sensation formed in the pit of your stomach as it slowly began unraveling, but before you could even hit that euphoric bliss he slipped his fingers out with a smug grin, a groan tearing from you throat.

he tore off the blue latex gloves in one swift movement, his fingers teased your slit, obscenely spreading them out as he spat at your clit, the saliva running down and coating your contrasting hole before slipping his ring and middle finger back into your glistening cunt.

the new sensation of his textured finger pads caused a shiver to run down your spine. the feeling of the warm texture rubbing on your bare velvety walls felt so good it had you bucking into his palm.

“such a fucking tight pussy” he growled, his thumb roughly rubbing circles on your sensitive pearl. colorful pigmented dots formed in your eyesight like a static tv before your eyes began rolling back.

you moaned loudly, his fingers skillfully fucking you roughly as your back arched off the leather seat. your pussy clenched around his fingers as he bumped into your gspot again, n again, n again.

and before you knew it you were a whining mess, squirting everywhere and ruining his clothes.

it atleast took you a minute or two to recover, and when you snapped back into reality you found your doctor calmly cleaning you up.

“oh my—“

“i don’t think i’ve ever seen anyone come as hard just from fingering.” he chuckled, “what a show baby, you were so responsive.”

“you’re all healthy dear, come back in a year or so — that was just the beginning.”

part two.

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ssweetleaf · 11 months

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just like heaven.

| part ii |

pairing— best friend’s brother!steve harrington x fem!reader

♡ summary— steve overhears about your disappointing sex life, but soon starts to imagine how good he could make you feel if only you were with him. (based off this ask)

♡ includes— SMUT 18+, male masturbation, kind of perv!steve, praise, breeding kink, basically stevie fucks his fist thinking about you and gets caught in the act, no specific pronouns used, and no use of y/n, i know some people don’t like that, (i gave steve’s sister a name to make the whole thing a bit easier!)

let me know if you’d like a part two! <3

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Steve was insatiable; hard as a fucking rock ever since he heard you, on your best friend’s bed, fingers flipping through a cosmo mag and smacking on your cherry gum, completely unaware that King Steve himself was eavesdropping on your rather private conversation.

He didn’t mean to listen in, honest, he was just on his way to the bathroom that just so happened to be next to his sister’s room, the door cracked open ever so slightly, just enough so he could see you on your stomach, ankles crossed and swinging behind you.

“It’s just so disappointing, yknow?” You huffed, eyes narrowing when it caught sight of a certain article on page seventeen about spicing things up in the bedroom. “It’s basically non-existent!”

Tiffany sighed, and his brows started to furrow, trying to get a clue on what they were talking about— slowly creeping closer to their door.

“Babe, it can’t be that bad. What happened to that guy that took you out?” She hummed, trying to think of his name, yet seeming to fall short, the boy completely blanked from her mind.

You groaned, pressing your cheek against your folded arms— and if he craned his neck just a little, he’d be able to see the way your puffy folds sucked up the material of your sleep shorts, riding higher and higher up your thighs each time you kicked your legs.

Oh fuck, he was totally perving…

“Don’t even bother— he was so- so-” you grumbled, huffing at the thought of him before finding the right term to describe that son of a bitch. “Self-absorbed.”

Steve arched a brow, wetting his lips with the tip of his tongue, the sight before him, all cutesy and whiny, it was enough to have his cock rutting up.

“Come on, babe. Spill the beans, I wanna know what happened.”

You sighed, fighting the urge to hide your face in your hands, before flipping the magazine shut.

“He was just selfish, Tiff- he wanted me to do all the work, didn’t even get me ready just kissed me a little.” You scoffed, recounting the memories and his stupid smirk, “and worst of all, he’s a head pusher- way too forceful, shoved it right down my throat without any warning!”

“Oh my god,” Tiff rolled her eyes, nostrils flaring and she didn’t even know the guy. “What a dick!”

“I know,” you spoke, picking at the remnants of your chipped nail polish, “this is why my sex life is so disappointing.”

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Steve gnawed at his cheek, traipsing back into his bedroom and kicking the door shut, not even bothering to use the bathroom after— not that he really needed to anyway…

Laying back on his bed, the cool sheets squished beneath him, he thought about you— your pretty thighs and the way they squeezed together mindlessly, the soft fat of your hips from underneath your shorts and the curve of your tits that begged to pop out from your too-small tank top.

You were a total babe, so fucking pretty, and so sweet too, he couldn’t wrap his head around how someone like you had a sex life that was so boring.

I could change that, he thought, fuck, his cock throbbed at the thought. He could take care of you, make you feel better than any of those losers you had been with, sating you on his big cock until you were all dumb and tuckered out.

The thoughts he had were swirling around his brain in a constant tizzy, so much so, he hadn’t even realised he had slipped a hand under his briefs, only realising once it started to leak in his palm, pre-cum staining the material and sticking to his skin.

You were on his mind, your tits, your ass, your pretty thighs- it had him hard as a rock, starting to buck into his own hand, teeth clutching at his lips to stifle his groans— after all, the walls were thin, and there was only one that separated Steve’s room from his sister’s.

He wanted to tease himself, pretend it was you that was teasing him with your pretty fingers— trailing his fingertips along his shaft, running up along the thick vein underneath it before swiping a thumb over his mushroomed tip, all swollen and sensitive, leaking even more now he had his hands on himself.

He sucked that same thumb into his mouth, the salty tang of his arousal on his tongue and the sudden image of his face between your thighs, licking up at your slick pussy and suckling at your peaked clit had his hips bucking.

“Fuck—” he gasped, breath hitching in his throat, sweat already ebbing at his hairline and beginning to slip, cheeks all rosey and flushed, all from the thought of you, you, you.

“Drive me fuckin’ crazy, honey-” he was muttering to himself, squeezing his eyes closed and rolling his balls in his palm, playing with him just how he imagined you’d play with them. “wish you were all mine.”

Steve’s fist was tight around his cock, fingers squeezing and pumping it. Up and down, up and down— groaning out into the stuffy air when he thought about your hands stroking at him, fingers barely managing to reach round.

He was leaking, tip bubblegum pink and glistening with pearly beads of pre-cum, dribbling down his shaft and oozing between his fingers, lubing up his cock so nicely— fuck, he thought about your mouth, suckling on him, getting him nice and wet, drooling all over his balls, making a real mess— oh fuckfuckfuck.

“Jus’ wanna fuck you,” he muttered into the air, wishing you could hear him, watch him, “could treat you so well- would spoil you so good.”

He was whining, high and breathy into the stuffy bedroom air, the slick sounds with each jerk were so loud, but he was so pussy-drunk, dumb from the constant swirly thoughts of you, big love hearts pumping in his eyes, he couldn’t find it in him to really care about how loud he was starting to get.

He started to slow down, he had to, already so close to coming, he took his fist away and swirled his fingertips along his cock-head, watching the way his muscles clenched with hooded and hazy eyes.

Steve thought about you on his bed, underneath him, letting him fuck you into the mattress, muttering pretty praises into your sweet skin— licking and sucking at your neck all the while his fat cock punched into your gummy walls and nudged at that special spot so deep inside.

“Bet you’d be such a good girl.” he sighed, starting to stroke himself once again, but much slower than before. “jus’ wanna- fuck— wanna fill you up with my cum, get you all messy and- shit— give you my fuckin’ babies.”

Oh fuck, picturing you all pregnant, tummy all swollen, letting him fuck you from behind while you both lay on your sides, oh god, he was in too deep, but he couldn’t help it. You’d look so fucking pretty all pregnant with his babies— all full of his cum.

His hips stuttered, thighs tensed and his cock twitched, he was so close, so, so close, bottom lip clutched between his teeth, fist squeezing down and shaking from the stimulation.

“G-gonna cum, oh Christ, gonna fucking’ cum!”

He chased his high, jaw slack and mouth agape while long, hot ropes of his sticky cum painted his stomach and thighs, crying out a mixture of your name and a few curses and he swore he hadn’t came as hard before as he did then.

And it all would’ve been fine— he would’ve settled and cleaned up and just went to bed with a little secret in the back of his mind, though the sight of you stood there when his eyes fluttered open— eyes all glassy and lips in a pout, thighs clenching and a cute little wet spot saturating your shorts… oh no.

“I-I can explain!”

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my--moon · 3 months

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Hiii<3

Hope ur having a great day!

can I get some Jason Grace x Reader fluff where the reader has some body image issues and doesn’t cope with them very well?

And can the reader be gender neutral? thank you<33

❝ Diet Culture ❞

Pairing; Jason Grace X GN!reader (Child of Hypnos) Warning; Please be wary before reading, there are so mentions of triggering topics. Mentions of body issues, diet culture, eating disorders and starving, angst and comfort. Yes I did base this fic of the songs “Diet Coke” and “Diet Culture” sue me! A/N; You gave me the power to write an angsty fic I will write an angsty fic (there's fluff I swear)

“Eat more” “Eat less” “You're too fat” “You're too skinny”

The constant struggle of beauty standards. Making young people ask themselves: “Am I too fat/skinny?” when they looked perfect.

(Y/N) fell victim to this curse of asking themselves if they look pretty enough for their lover, Jason Grace.

It was battle. Two sides; one side telling them to eat. One side tell them not to.

Struggling to figure out if regular or diet coke was better for them. Struggling to figure out if their figure matched the outfit. Struggling to look pretty compared to the others in their cabin.

One Tuesday morning, Jason walked into their cabin, trying to find his lover after a long day. He glanced over at a closed door, only a slither of the door was open. He could see (Y/N)'s figure.

Jason heard muffled whispers. Is someone else in there? He walked closer to the door, watching for anything through the crack of the door.

(Y/N) looked disheveled. Their hair was messy from a day of sleeping. Their shirt was oversized and the collar was slipping off their shoulder. They sat on their bed, looking at their build in the mirror.

(Y/N) groaned in displeasure, thinking to themself “i look disgusting..”, their stomach rumbled with hunger. (Y/N) reached for their bedside table draws.

Rummaging through the draws, they pulled out a pack of sugar free gum and a bottle of water that was half filled.

“Nothing feels as good as water on an empty stomach.. Right?” They said to themselves. As if trying to convince themselves that they weren't hungry.

The child of Hypnos chugged down the warm water and swallowed it with a gulp. They took out two pieces of gum and started chewing on it.

“Mm.. Strawberry.” They mumbled.

Jason's brows furrowed. Chewing gum to try and curb their hunger? I'm no doctor, but that's... That's not right... He thought to himself.

The son of Jupiter knocked on the door. He heard his lover scrambled to their feet and opened the door. Their face was smiling and happy, like they weren't on the verge of tears just a second ago.

“Hey! What's up? Did I sleep all day again?” They asked with a chuckle, obviously jokingly.

“Not really. Just 12:34pm right now.” Jason replied, walking into their room, spotting the empty bottle he saw them chug just a second ago.

“Oh, cool. Pretty early compared to last time..” (Y/N) chuckled softly, remembering the last time when they slept for 13 hours by accident.

“Mm.” He hummed, sitting down on their bed, opening his arms for (Y/N) to cuddle him. (Y/N) gladly accepted the hug and embraced him back.

The two laid on their backs, snuggling into the comfy navy blue blankets. Jason broke the comforting silence.

He knew it might've been risky to mention this but... “Hey, how was your day? You eat anything good?”

(Y/N) paused before answering, but Jason knew they were lying. “Yea, I had leftovers from dinner..”

“Love, did you really?”

(Y/N)'s original happy face faulted. “Yea, of course.” They lied.

“Honey... Can you tell me the truth?”

Tears threatened to spill from (Y/N)'s eyes. “I'm not lying, Jason.” They lied again. Jason shook his head.

“No, don't give me that bullshit. I saw what you did. Now I'll ask you again, okay? Did you eat today?”

“...” A tear ran down their cheek and slid down their throat. “N.. No.. Not today..”

“When was the last time you ate a decent meal?” Jason asked gently. Keeping a firm yet comforting grip on their waist.

“Yesterday.. At lunch.” (Y/N) muffled a sob. More tears ran down their cheeks. Jason's grip around them tightened.

“Shh shh.. Honey.. It's alright, okay?” Jason whispered to them. He wiped away their hot tears from their soft cheeks.

“Now, c'mon. If I get some food—some good food—will you eat it?” The son of Jupiter asked his lover.

“I'm not hungry...” (Y/N) choked out. Holding his wrists as his hands caressed their face.

“Please? Can you eat for me?” He asked again. “Please, honey..”

“...” (Y/N) gathered their composure and took a deep but shaky breath. “Alri.. Alright.”

“Thank you, honey.” Jason smiled softly at his lover. He kissed their temple and rested his forehead against their own. “I'm so proud of you. Y'know that, right?”

More tears slid down their cheeks. “I'm sorry.. I'm sorry I'm not perfect enough for you..” They sobbed.

“What in Hades name do you mean? You're more than perfect, my love.” Jason replied. (Y/N)'s glassy, teary eyes looked up, begging for reassurance.

“I am..? But I'm fat.. And yuck.” (Y/N) mumbled out, trying not to sob and cry more.

“No, you're not. Your body is perfect and beautiful. Who ever tells you otherwise is an idiot.” Jason countered.

(Y/N) let out a sad but true laugh at his words. Jason smiled back at the sight of their laughter.

“C'mon. Sit back down and I'll make you some proper, and good food for you to eat. And I'll be here. I'm never leaving you, okay?” Jason added.

“Remember that, honey. I'm always here for you.” He said with a soft smile.

#jason grace x you #jason grace #Jason Grace angst #pjo #heroes of olympus #percy jackson headcanon #pjo hoo toa #hoo x reader #hoo fanfic #diet culture #two #ANGST HEAVY ANGST #please be wary

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box-milk · 11 months

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The Dentist

Genre ~ fluff

Pairing ~ Yelena x reader

Warnings ~ mentions of blood, wisdom teeth removal, !dentist reader, very rushed and unedited.

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Yelena walked into the kitchen groaning catching the attention of her older sister who was sitting reading while having a cup of coffee.

"Toothache still?". The older woman asked knowingly. In response, all she got was another groan from the younger girl.

Not one but two of Yelena's wisdom teeth had decided to make an appearance and she's been in misery ever since. She refused to have them removed because she hated the idea of being vulnerable and she had a fat crush on the compound dentist.

Y/n Y/l/n the compounds resident dentist and probably the only woman that could fluster the blond assassin. Yelena had a crush on you from the moment she stepped into the compound, and she had made it her mission to avoid you by any means as she didn't know how to deal with the new feelings.

And as if the world continues to have a grudge against her, you stepped into the kitchen focused on the clipboard that you had in your hand.

" Ah, my favorite dentist." And like that your attention is on the two sisters.

"Frist of all nat, I'm the only dentist you know and secondly, I'm glad I ran into you guys too." The oldest of the two rolled her eyes while the youngest stared in awe at your presence.

Natasha smirks at her love struck sister before questioning why you were looking for them.

"Well, it seems Miss belova here has an appointment with me as of...now."

"WHAT!". The blond shouts before groaning at the pain her out burst caused, and you smiled sympathetically at her.

"Well, according to the 4 persons that came to make you an appointment, you have been experiencing toothaches?" You said reading off the chart in your hand then raising an eyebrow at the blond.

Yelena whines and does her famous pout, and you swear you could have melted. Resting the clip board on the counter, you gently take the girls' cheek in your palms and gently examine her cheeks while you completely missed the way her face heats up.

"Alright, can you bring her down in 10? I need to set up some stuff. " You asked the oldest of the two, missing the smug look on her face as you wrote on the chart. Nat gives her ok and you leave to your office.

Natasha turned to a still flustered yelena with a knowing smile on her face. "Someone has a crush"

"Shut up fanny". The blond mumbles cause the red head to let out a hearty laugh and eye roll.

"Let's go and get this over with lover girl".

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You had yelena comfortably sat while you got your gloves on to get to work. You noticed that she looked at all of your movements with a tense look, and you immediately knew why.

You removed the mask so she could see your entire face clearly.

"Hey, it's me. You have absolutely nothing to worry about, I'm not them. Everything that I'm about to do is so you'll feel better. You smile gently, hoping to soothe the girl, which seems to work as she relaxed a little.

"Besides, I'm sure big red here will kick my ass if I attempted to hurt you," you chuckled lightly while fixing your mask and causing said red head to roll her eyes.

You examined the inside of Yelena's mouth, letting her know what each tool was for before you came up with the cause of her toothache. Not only was her wisdom teeth appearing, but it seemed like one of them was trapped between the gum and bone.

"Alright, belova, I'm gonna have to do an extraction. I know how you feel about going under, but I promise you no harm will come to you, ok?. You said holding up your pinky to the girl.

Yelena didn't know much about American culture, but she knew of the pinky promise cause it was a regular thing with Kate. She linked her pinky with yours, and you kissed your linked fingers cause younger to almost short circuit at the feel of your lips on her skin.

You were able to knock out yelena with a bit of a fuss, but she was done, and you got to work on her teeth and successfully removed them before leaving her under Natasha's watchful eyes to go clean up the blood and spit that managed to get on you.

When you returned, the blond was loopy and asking for Mac and cheese.

"How's our patient?"

"Wow, you're hot," came Yelena's slurred voice and you can't help but blush and turn your head away shyly before clearing your throat and doing a final check, which was an unusually hard task as the she continuously flirted with you.

"Do you have a girlfriend? Cause I can be your girlfriend. " Yelena tugged on your white coat, trying to get your attention away from her sister, who you were explaining after care for her teeth.

"I.. um no?". You nervously looked between the sisters, and Natasha can't help but crack up. "Well I'm your girlfriend, no take backcies"

"Don't you think this is a conversation for when you're sober". That was probably the worst thing you could say at the moment because the girl started crying.

"Fanny, she doesn't wanna be my girlfriend," the blond cried into her older sisters shoulder, and the red head glared at you.

"Of course I do. I'm just saying maybe we can talk about it tomorrow? Over Mac and cheese?". You nervously rub your neck, and the drugged up girl cheers up before laying back silently with a smile.

You sigh in relief before handing Natasha instructions for yelenas after care when said girl breaks the silence.

"Do you think vision's dick gets updates?".

Natasha is immediately on the floor in hysterics and your mouth is left agape.

"Like how does he and Wanda have kids? Is his seamen a downloadable feature?"

At this point, Natasha is out of breathe, you're frozen in shock, and Yelena's is genuinely confused by her own questions.

"Um, how about you take a quick nap?" You coax the girl back into laying down while Natasha catches her breath. "Will you be here when I wake up?". She questions with the famous pout on her lips.

"I will be. I promise. " You smile as she accepts your answer before falling into slumber. Natasha gags, breaking the warm bubble and then leaving you alone with her sister, knowing that she was safe with you

#yelena belova #yelena x reader #marvel #yelena x y/n #yelena fluff #yelena x you #yelena belova imagine #yelena belova x reader

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Heroes W/ An S/O W/ A Talking Cat

Keigo Takami (Hawks) X Reader, Taishiro Toyomitsu (Fatgum) X Reader, Shota Aizawa (Eraserhead) X Reader, Yamada Hizashi (Present Mic) X Reader

Requested: Anon

Request: Hi 👋, I read your story about the Lov with s/o who has a talking cat while I was reading it. I was thinking how funny it would be if it was the pro heroes instead of the villain like Mr. Aizawa, or hawks, or any other pro hero with S/O’s talking cat I think that would be hilarious?😂 AND Hello I really love your work it’s amazing😁 I love your post about the LOV with a witch S/O who has a pet talking cat I wanted to ask if there was one for the pro heroes like Aizawa, Mirko, Fat gum or even Hawks I think that would’ve been hilarious to know what their reactions would be like to S/O’s talking cat?😂

Keigo Takami/ Hawks

🪶 Keigo found out because he was teasing him, you had warned him not to but he didn’t listen, lucky for you instead of lashing out. Your cat decided to tell him off themselves. 🪶 It only took a little while before they both started to tease each other, Keigo scaring your cat half to death and your cat taking every opportunity to jump on Keigo or swipe at his feet. 🪶 You could come home to a disaster zone if Keigo got home before you, which was not often but when it did happen you honestly dreaded it. 🪶 You literally could not trust them to do anything, they were proud creatures and often tried to show you how much better they were then the other and that lead to even more problems.

You had been in the shower, you had only left them for 15 minutes and as you walked out of the bathroom when you heard a crash, you ran into the living room with nothing but a towel wrapped around your body “woah hello there beautiful.” Keigo smirked as he looked away from (Y/C/N) across the room. “Gross, that is my parent.!” (Y/C/N) continued. “Well they’re my partner so cover your ears if you don’t wanna hear it!” Keigo ordered. “What the hell is going on?” You asked, arms crossed as you looked between the two of you. “Nothing that you need to worry your pretty little head about, I’m just proving that he couldn’t catch me if he tried.” Keigo smirked as he looked back at the cat. “He has caught you before… Many times.” You reminded him. “Told you!” (Y/C/N) cheered. “Ah yes but that is swiftly followed by my own attack.” Keigo said. “Almost as if I were expecting it.” “Can you both just behave yourself for 10 minutes while I get changed?” You asked. “Ask him, he’s the one that starts it.” (Y/C/N) turned his back to Keigo and you narrowed your eyes as you saw the feathers moving towards the unknowing feline. “Stop.” “Fine fine, I’ll just come with you.” He wriggled his eyebrows as you rolled your eyes, turning away from him. “You're gross.” (Y/C/N) muttered as he disappeared into the kitchen. You turned away to walk back into the bedroom and get changed as Keigo followed. “You can’t expect me to behave myself without a reward.” Keigo followed you into the room catching you before you would walk towards the draws that housed all of you pajamas. “Will you ever learn to behave yourself?” You asked. “You don’t want that.” He teased, pressing a kiss to your jaw slowly coaxing you into something other than getting dressed.

Taishiro Toyomitsu/ Fatgum

🍡 Fatgum didn’t realise that there was anything different about your cat in fact it probably could have stayed that way for a very long time. 🍡 They got along well whenever he was eating something he shared with you little companion and scolded you when you told the little one that they had enough. You at one point were sure that the little guy was putting on weight. 🍡 They loved cuddling up together and you would often find them in bed or on the sofa, he found out about him talking when he walked in on the two of you arguing about stealing your boyfriend. 🍡 From there he treated him more like a child then a pet, scolding him and playing with him and still feeding him more than he needed.

You sighed as you walked into the house, smiling as you heard Taishiro talking in the other room, you knew that he was talking to (Y/C/N), you walked into the room raising an eyebrow as you watched the two “if I give you an extra dinner you can’t tell mum, she’s going to kill me!” Taishiro muttered, hunched over the cat that was looking at him with pleading eyes. “I never tell her.” (Y/C/N) answered and you narrowed your eyes, they both got up, it took longer for your cat to notice you than your boyfriend (who stopped dead in his tracks) because of the sofa obscuring the little one’s vision. “Extra dinners?” You asked. “Really?” “He said he was starving.” Taishiro said. “He always says that he’s starving, I took him for a check up, he’s almost overweight!” You complained. “Alright… I’ll stop.” Taishiro said. “You promised me that before and look what happened…” You crossed your arms over your chest and turned away from them. (Y/C/N) was the first to come over rubbing against your ankle, you glanced down at him and he looked up at you. “I know that this diet is hard but once we get you back to a healthy weight, you can have your treats back as a reward.” You reached down, tickling his chin. “This is stupid.” (Y/C/N) grumbled and you nodded. “Uh huh, so no extra dinner for you and you.” You pointed at Taishiro across the room who was looking as guilty as ever. “No sweets for the rest of the night.” “Yes ma’am.” He nodded as he walked over, pressing a kiss to your cheek. “I’m leaving you alone for 20 minutes while I shower and get changed but if you do anything I’ll be able to smell the guilt on you.” You warned them. “Humans can’t smell guilt.” (Y/C/N) said. “Test me.” You goaded him before disappearing into the bedroom and further into the bathroom.

Shota Aizawa/ Eraserhead

🐛 You didn’t even tell this man that your cat could talk, he just started talking to them one day and of course your feline friend spoke back, he literally did not bat an eyelid. 🐛 Laziest creatures in your life, they will collectively convince you to do nothing… Unless it’s food time, if it’s food time then the cat is no ally to anyone. 🐛 Most would think that Aizawa was the one who owned the cat because it was constantly trailing after him and complimenting him on everything that he did with the odd sassy comment when they didn’t agree on something, honestly some would say that he stole your cat. 🐛 You're sure that they miss each other more than they ever miss you and sometimes you're dramatic about it but rest assured you are the most important person in either one of their lives.

You walked through the front door kicking off your shoes, you dropped your bag to the floor before walking into the living room “you took your time.” Aizawa said as he looked up at you from his reclined position on the sofa. “Hello to you too.” You smiled as you leaned down and pressed a kiss to his cheek, he smiled quickly catching your lips in a soft kiss. “Hey hey! What about me!?” You giggled at the voice before turning to the black cat it belonged to curled up on Aizawa’s chest cradling his face in your hands as you pressed a kiss to the top of his head. “Have you both been here the whole day?” You asked. “No.” Aizawa answered. “I had classes to teach today.” “So you’ve been like this since 3pm?” You asked. “I guess.” Aizawa answered. “Did you at least feed him?” You asked. “You know those biscuits are a complete diet right, there are some cats that would settle for just them.” Aizawa mumbled. “Yeah well I’m not one of them.” (Y/C/N) said as he stood his front legs stretched out in front of him as he stretched and you rolled your eyes walking into the kitchen and putting the meat down for him before walking back into the living room, Aizawa reached out a hand pulling you to lay with him when you were close enough. “Are you sure this is a good idea Shota?” You asked as you glance towards the entrance the loud feline would appear in when he was finished. “Mmm it’s fine.” He answered half heartedly as he continued to wrap you tighter in his arms, not 5 minutes later did you hear what you expected. “You two just cast me out after 5 minutes, you know I was coming back right?” He asked as hopped up on the sofa walking over your intertwined legs before finally settling on your back, you hummed as you shifted slightly to get more comfortable, you knew that you should all move, the bed was definitely more comfortable but staying here with the two most important beings in your life for some reason was more appealing so you didn’t move for now this would be fine.

Yamada Hizashi/ Present Mic

🎤 Again another who wasn’t affected by your cat talking, he however is not as happy about it as others. They literally argue all the time because let’s be honest Hizashi is like a big cat himself. 🎤 You were constantly breaking them up, they never tried to hurt each other but they would always complain about something that the other was doing. 🎤 You tried to split your time between them equally but they always had something to say about that too. 🎤 As they lived together more they learned to deal with each other better, they learned what set the other off and tried to avoid it when you were around.

Hizashi had been at work all day, you were in the kitchen cutting up meat, you put a small pile aside for (Y/C/N) as you started cooking up the meat for dinner, once it was all cooked you put his portion aside and continued cooking for you and Hizashi. “Smells good.” Hizashi said, his voice softer than most people get to hear it. “Thank you.” You smiled leaning back into him as he rested his forehead on your shoulder. “Long day? How are the kids?” “Fine, they’re fine.” He answered. “But…” You prompted him to continue as he lifted his head. “They didn’t come to UA to do english lessons, they get bored so easily, stop paying attention.” He explained and you chuckled. “You know, even for people who aren’t looking to become heroes, English lessons were boring, it’s just about making it interesting.” You said. “Don’t give him ideas he’s interesting enough.” Your bubble was shattered as the black cat jumped up on the counter top. “Do you mind? We are having a private conversation.” Hizashi scolded him. “Well then don’t have it in the middle of the kitchen.” (Y/C/N) muttered. “Would it have mattered if we were in the bedroom?” Hizashi asked. “I guess not.” He turned away and walked over to the plate where you had left the meat that you saved for him. “This for me?” “Yeah.” You answered, lifting the plate away from him “If I give you this will you leave us alone for a little while, you know it’s not your turn so don’t be a bother.” “Fine, fine.” He lifted his paw as if to pull your hand down to him. “Good.” You nodded, you put the plate back down before going back to your own dinner and finishing up what you needed to. “I’ve decided what movie to watch tonight.” He mumbled and you smiled. “Good, then let’s finish this food so we can watch a movie and you can relax yeah?” You suggested and you felt him nod rather then heard him but you both made small noises as (Y/C/N) made a noise of disgust in the back of his throat.

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hearts4court · 8 months

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I still hate you.

A/N: Kinda sped this up a bit by making the dialogue short cuz like— i love plus size!smut!! i need to go church after this, cuz it was FILTHYY. but i hope you like it<3🫠🙈

Requested by: @heartz3dom

Request: enemies to lovers with Steve Harrington X Fem!plus sized!reader with smut

Main Masterlist | Rules 4 blog | Navi!

Pairing: Steve Harrington X Fem!plus size!reader

Warnings: cursing, reader wears glasses, kissing, sexual themes, p in v, mentions of blood, steve is a warning himself bc OML, Carol and Tommy.

God you hated him. His attitude, his intelligence, and his stupid, stupid hair.

Steve Harrington, the King of Hawkins, he was cute but the best thing about that asshole was his pretty face, and his hair.

He practically had girls throwing themselves on him constantly, all except you. You hated him, he hated you, y’all were always arguing about who’s better. Whether it was who’s better at exams, getting bitches, or holding a record for best drinker.

“C’mon Steve! You need to get laid.” Tommy said nudging his friend,”Stop fighting with Y/N for once, and go get yourself a girl!” Carol said.

“i don’t know. After Nancy i just-“, Steve started to say before Carol cut him off with a scoff. “Who cares about Nancy? You deserve a real girl, not some wannabe ‘innocent’ suburban girl.” Carol continued, making Steve sigh.

Steve couldn’t date or get with another girl. There was always someone on his mind, no it wasn’t Nancy. It was you.

Your laughter, the way you laughed kinda loud sometimes when something was really funny.

Your hair, how you always did something cute with it whether it was up or down.

And your eyes, how they lit up when you got excited about your interests, seeing your friends after a long day, or when you got good scores.

———

“i hate parties, Nancy! i don’t look good in dresses and the smell of alcohol makes me sick.” You say turning your head from her and putting your hand in front of her, to stop her speaking.

“Come on, Y/N! you’re so pretty and you need to live a little, stop staying in your room and reading books all day.” Nancy said while pushing your glasses up your nose as they were slipping off.

“Fine. Only for you.” You finally say after a long sigh, making her smile.

———

The night of Steve’s party, you put on a dress you liked and did your hair and makeup, trying to make yourself feel good.

When you heard Johnathans car honk, you know Nancy and Johnathan were here to pick you up.

“You look so pretty, Y/N!” Nancy said looking you up and down.

“You look- uh.. beautiful.” Johnathan stuttered with a soft smile, He was shy but he was still so respectful. Obviously Nancy didn’t take offense to his compliment towards you, because Johnathan loved Nancy with all his heart and would do anything for her.

“Thanks, Nanc. Thanks Johnny.”You say as you get into the car and buckle up.

“Yo! Steve! Drinking contest, you up?” Tommy said, making Steve shake his head.”Nah i’m good.” he spoke till his eyes widened as you walked into his house.

“Oh my god. She does not look good in that dress. She’s to fat.” Carol said smacking her gum.

“Shut up Carol.” Steve scoffed walking away from them.

———

You and Nancy were both talking in the kitchen when Tommy came up you, and began to flirt with you.

“I’m not interested, Thomas.” you say, Tommy had a girlfriend and you were respectful of that, and, Tommy wasn’t your type anyways.

“Come on, just because your big doesn’t mean i can’t treat you right-“ Tommy said before Carol came up to the three of you.

“Tommy! why are you flirting with Nancy the slut and Fatty?” She scoffed, “Don’t talk about us like that-“ Nancy started before Carol cut her off.” Shut up, Wheeler. And you- You do you think you are flirting with my boyfriend, Y/N?” Carol asked shoving you.

“i’m not flirting with Tommy! he’s flirting with me.” you snap back,” Yeah right, Nobody would flirt with you, Fatass.” Carol scoffed.

Tears built up in your eyes as she insulted you on your weight, when you felt something grab your waist and pull you behind them, you looked up at them and it was— Steve?!

“Both of you, out of my house, Now.” Steve said to his friends as he held you close to him, like he protecting you.

“Steve man it was—“ Tommy started to say before Steve cut him off just like Tom and Carol do to him.

“Now! take yourself and your bitch of a girlfriend and get the hell out of my house!” He scolded, heat rose to your cheeks as Steve defended you. He threw his friends out of his house just for you.

“Come on, Y/N. let’s get you cleaned up.” He said as he took your hand and led you upstairs to his bedroom to clean your face off from the tears and smudged makeup.

“Steve— why did you do that? You hate me, we hate each other.” you said as you sniffled. He didn’t answer, he just sat you down on his bed and wiped your makeup off of your puffy eyes and red face.

“Steve. Answer me.” you whisper, grabbing his wrist, making him stop and lock eyes with you. It’s almost like something snapped in him, he quickly smashed his lips onto yours without hesitation. You kissed back, letting go of his wrist and wrapping your arms around his neck.

He growled lowly and immediately wrapped his arms around your waist and under your thighs-“Steve no-“ you say between kisses making him pull away,”what’s wrong?” he asked with concern.

“i’m— im heavy.” you whisper making him scoff,”i love everything about you. Your eyes, your voice, your personality, your body is just a bonus and probably the best thing about you.” He confessed making heat rise on your cheeks once more, and between your legs.

“Now, don’t ever doubt the way you look. you’re gorgeous. If you ever doubt yourself around me.. i will fuck you in till you believe you’re beautiful.” he said before kissing you again, sliding his hands up your thighs and under your dress, making you moan softly in his mouth.

He pushed you back on his bed and took off his shirt unbuckling his belt, he pushed your dress up and over your head. He looked down at your body in shock as he licked his lips.

“fuck.. you’re beautiful, my love. and you’re all mine..” he growled lowly. Steve leaned down and kissed your neck, unclipping your bra and discarding it on the floor with the rest of y’all’s clothes, he slid off his pants and boxers, pulling off your panties and sliding into you slowly causing you to gasp.

“just like.. cmon princess.. take all of me..” he whispered pushing himself into you fully.

“oh fuck-“ you whine as he thrusted into you slowly, “doing so good f’me..” he praised, you grip onto his shoulders, digging your nails into them.

“Steve— please, go faster!” you whine as he cooed,”anything for you, baby..” he grunted as he sped up, feeling you tighten around him.

“close already? i’m just getting started..” he chuckled lowly as he looked down at you, back arched, lip slightly bleeding from how hard you bit it. He gripped onto your hips, hard enough that they’ll definitely have bruises by morning.

“Fuck- m’gonna cum-“ you whine as he left hickeys on your neck.

“Yeah? be a good girl and cum on my cock, baby..” he groaned as he sped up his thrusts.

As soon as he felt you clench around him and cum around his cock, he came inside you before he pulled out and fell beside you, pulling you to him causing you to lay your head on his chest while he traced your stretch marks on your stomach.

“i hope your on birth control.” he whispered making you giggle, “i am, don’t worry.” you mumble sleepily.

“I still hate you, by the way.” he said making you hum, as you drifted off.

“No you don’t.”

Don’t copy, translate or repost any of my work w/o my permission.

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snowywolf1005 · 1 month

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JOYBOY LUFFY X LUNALA READER VS KAIDO PT2

Luffy was happy to see you're alive. "(Y/N)! I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!!!" Luffy cried, hugging you.

"And I thought you were dead too," you said, kissing luffy cheeks, "I didn't want to win like this," said kaido.

You and luffy look at kaido, and luffy smiles, putting his hand on your waist. "Let's settle this!" luffy said. He jumped and landed on the ground.

So, as you. you both stared at kaido, "I was sure that you both died." Luffy laughed, "me, too!" He said as he jumped on the floor.

You nodded your head, "Since the gum power and shape power (your moon fruit) is affecting things other than your own body... I guess we can assume your paramythia has awakened." Said kaido.

You looked at him, with a confused, looked, and luffy jumped smile. "But it's a little strange." Said kaido as looked your both transformation body.

"That kind of transformation... is an exclusive feature of the zoan type!" He yelled, then he came toward you and luffy.

"What's the deal with the gum-gum fruit and the shape-shape fruit?" He yelled and was about to attack luffy.

Luffy looked at him, and he screamed. "Now, air slash!" You scream, the slash hit kaido. "What the -" then kaido look at you.

And see you transform your ghost monster.

Your transform:

"Don't even hurt luffy!" You yelled, luffy smiles at you. Then he attacked kaido, punching his face.

But kaido eat luffy and swallow him and you were pissed. But luffy inside of kaido body.

Well... luffy start hitting everywhere on kaido body. "I'm like a shooting star!" He yelled.

"Gum-gum... balloon!" Luffy turned his body into a balloon. You laughed at kaido as he looked like a pregnant woman dragon.

Then watch kaido fly up to the sky. "Look like the battle is still on! Let go to the roof!" Said yamato.

"We've got to see what really going on!" Said Momonosake, "Huh?" Yamato looked to see her father flying up to the air.

"What!" Yamato and Momonosake yelled, "What that?! What's going on!?" Yamato yelled.

"I don't know!? Kaido is fat!" Momonosake yelled, then yamato thought for a moment. " Did he have a form like that?" Yamato question.

You looked kaido is way up high, and decided to go followed him. "Damn, what's going on? My body is not rubber!" Said kaido.

Then kaido saw you fly toward him. "Moongeist Beam!" You yelled, Moongeist beam:

And it blasted on kaido face, while luffy see two light. "I see two lights!" He said, "This game isn't over!" Luffy stretches his both of his arm.

And pop out kaido eyes, you were shocked. Luffy hands grabbed top of kaido mouth and opened wide enough. Kaido screams.

"Gum-gum...escape rocket!" Luffy screamed, kaido try his mouth closed. But you weren't having it. You flew and hit kaido neck.

"Let luffy go!" You yelled, then kaido spit out luffy. "Hahaha!!!!" Luffy laughed, but then he let out gas of air out his mouth and started to fly away.

You fly up to luffy and a Thunder Rupees. Luffy flew inside the thunder clouds, and you too.

Lighting shoot out, yamato looks up in the sky. As Momonosake and yamato finally reached the roofs.

Yamato jumped of Momonosake head and ran but stopped when lightning strikes. Momonosake and yamato look around.

When they look at the sky and we're shocked. And saw the clouds to see a shadow above the clouds.

And look like luffy and you, but you transform back your human form. And you guys are starting to get bigger.

"Luffy? (Y/N)?" Momonosake question, "Gum-gum...gaint!" Luffy yelled. And it revealed that you and luffy trun into gaints.

"What?!" Yamato screamed, "What?!" Momonosake scream too. Kaido flies up to towards to luffy.

Put you pushed luffy away and kaido bite your right shoulder. "Aaaaa!" You scream, luffy look at you with wide eye.

"Who's that?!" Yamato question, "Why does she sound like (Y/N)?! And why does that boy look like luffy!?" Momonosake yelled.

"What!? Is that (Y/N) and luffy!?" Yamato, question, you were still screaming in pain. "(Y/N)!" Luffy yelled, he punch kaido head.

Kaido, let go of you. Luffy grabbed kaido horns and his tailed, "Gum-gum...-" Luffy spin kaido like a jump rope.

"...jump rope!" Luffy screamed, you saw Luffy playing kaido body doing a jump rope really fast.

And luffy and kaido going down to the ground. Kaido opened his mouth. "Blast breath!" He yelled, was about to blast at luffy.

But you transform your shadows' monster and use your wings to hug luffy. The blast hits your wings and blasts you off.

You let go of luffy, and he watches you get injured, but you're healing. "(Y/N)," Luffy called. You look at him.

"I be the one who will protect you, but we can work together," he said. You smiled at him and transformed back your human form.

You guys fly toward kaido, but kaido has over plans. He put himself to the ground, turning to his form.

Everybody was still fighting, "Boss, look out!" One of them yelled. But later knocked out by a bunch of Crack.

Law and kid still fighting to, "Straw hat is alive, and I bet that pruple bat is (Y/N)..." said kidd. "So is kaido. The situation hasn't changed...rather, it's only gonna get worse." Said Law.

"The fire needs to be put out, but we're in the air, so there's no way. It's only a matter of time before the whole island starts burning... even if this island... burn down along with all for us." He said.

"Unless straw hat-ya wins the battle, only kaido is certain to survive." Said Law looking at Sky Roof, then dodged, Kid attacked metal at men who almost attacked him. Almost attacked Law.

"You said you didn't have any enough energy left earlier... are you a wimp!?" Kid yelled,kid dodged when law threw a rock and hit men who also came towards kid.

"Didn't you say you dreamed an impossible dream? You're the one who's being a wimp!" Law yelled at kid. Then, a three of men jumped out, "whether we have a chance to win or not..." he said.

Law and kid attack the men. "I'm not gonna go down before you and Straw Hat!" Kid yelled. "The straw hat man and the woman held out hope for us! We can't allow ourselves... to give up on it and let it go!" Said hyogoro.

"Otama... Don't worry! The one who will come down that hole next... won't be kaido!" Said Nami, "luffy! (Y/N)!" Said yamato and Momonosake.

"Straw hat!" Kaido yelled, you and luffy flying towards kaido. "Gum-gum..." Luffy spins his right arm around, "night..." Your eyes turn to pruple, "conqueror of the three world... ".

Then kaido turned to pruple lighting and came towards you two. "...Rangnaraku!" He yelled. At the bottom, everyone was shocked.

To see the hole on the ceiling roof sky turn pruple, and out of nowhere. Luffy head popped out in the ceiling, and you popped out to but with the lunala form.

And make a loud noise of (pokemon lunala voice sound). "That hurt!" Luffy screamed, "NO!" Nami, otama, chopper, Law and kid was screamed in shock.

"What?!" Everyone screamed, luffy pulled his head back, and you also pulled your head back First. And you see luffy's body trying his head back.

"Luffy!" You yelled, you grabbed behind Luffy body and pulled back. "Why does Straw Hat look like that?" Said marco, "is that Luffy!? And (Y/N)!? Why are they so big?! What's going on!? What is that?!" Nami yelled.

As she pointed at luffy, you pulled luffy out of the ground, and you finally pulled luffy head out. And then luffy flies out, you still held on luffy. Turns to his original small size.

"This is like a comic strip." Said kaido, you both hit the ground. "Ow, ow, ow..." said luffy, "luffy! Are you alright? Ah..." Then you were stop.

When you see luffy snoring, "it was an interesting show, but aren't you couples reaching your limit after all? No?! You can't take me down." Said kaido.

Luffy breathing, "Shut up! I'm nowhere near my limit!" He said, but luffy started turning his himself and became a old man.

"Luffy!' You yelled, and you also turned back yourself, and you just passed out. "(- (Y/N)... I'm tired." Said luffy.

"Who the hell are you two?!" Kaido yelled, then kaido fell on his knee. He felt weak, luffy hits on the ground.

"Oh yeah... I was on death's door... This thing really wears us out..." he said, "Die in peace. The story of the battle you two and your crews fought will be passed down by someone." Said kaido.

"I... don't want that..." said luffy as he got up, "after we killed you, " you said, get up as well. "All that is left is bones... heheh, " luffy laughed.

You got up standing, coming next to luffy and giving him a hand. Yamato and Momonosake watch you two, "it really is (Y/N) and luffy!" Said yamato.

"Luffy hair and his clothes turned white, and (Y/N) hair turned pruple with tiny stars, her clothes turned white too. So they looked like a different person..." said yamato.

"But... their voice is fading away!" Momonosake said. (Oh yeah, I forgot to show you what outfit you're wearing, here it is)

(It is the same that I drew, now back to the story!)

"But it's not over yet." Said luffy, "we can't put an end to it yet, right?" He said, looking at you.

You nodded your head, "momo!" You yelled. Momonosake looks at you and luffy. Remember his flashback.

"Mhm!" He said, luffy putting his fist on the ground. "Tama!" Luffy hair begins turn white,"kin'emon!" Your eyes turn red.

"Pedro!" Luffy clothes turned to white, and your turn to pruple with stars like a galaxy. Kaido smiled and laughed, "Hey, you'll die." He said.

"Do you think we are afraid of that?!" Said luffy

Then, a luffy heart began to beating to drums, and your heart began to sound like shamisen. "Beat loudly, heartbeat!" He said, "it's sound beautiful," you said as you listened to your heart.

Luffy stretches his arm so as you did, then clap your hands, making an epic sound. The ground turned to rubber, "Bring it on!" Kaido yelled.

You transform your shadows' bats, luffy do a standing crouch and run, making the ground behind him slip away.

"Yes, this is the beat I wanted!" Luffy yelled, "Look out, luffy!" Yamato yelled. Kaido hit back of head of luffy.

"What?!" Yamato and Momonosake yelled, kaido was shocked. "Ouch!" Luffy screamed, "now, nightshade!" You yelled, your eyes turn to pruple and shoot out.

Nightshade:

Kaido turned around and got hit, and kaido followed you. And try to hit you, but he missed, "air slash!" A bunch of wind slash came towards kaido.

Airslash:

But he also got hit too, "(Y/N)! You're amazing!" Luffy yelled, smiling at you. You smiled back, then kaido behind Luffy.

And was about to smash him, but you snatched Luffy, "Oh! Thank you (Y/N)!" Luffy said, blushing.

Luffy got off, and as he came towards kaido, he stopped and kissed you onto your lips.

You got mad, "luffy! Don't tease me!" You yelled, luffy laughed. "Love you!" He yelled back.

You blush, luffy laughed. Luffy runs around kaido, 'What wrong of these love birds? Turning themselves freaks and using both colors of arms and colors of the Supreme king and queen, they're fighting so freely, affecting things other their own body.' kaido thought

'I've never seen something like this!' He thought. "Follow me! Come follow me!" Luffy yelled, kaido follows luffy.

Luffy turned around and screamed, jumping out when kaido almost smashed him. Kaido pulled ground and pulled back up.

"That’s an interesting attack!" Said luffy, luffy stretch his arm, "Gum-gum counterblow!" He yelled. Luffy pulled the ground down, and it's hit behind kaido back.

Kaido looked up and saw luffy Bounce back and forth. Luffy hits kaido stomach, and they hit behind the wal and pull back.

Luffy backs away, and his feet touch the back of the rock. "Playing games with a two love couple is really... tiresome!" Kaido yelled.

Luffy pulled himself back all the way back. "Three! Two! One! Zero!" Luffy launched himself, he swing around his arm.

Kaido pulled his hassaikai like a baseball bat. Luffy punch kaido face and through his face.

Yamato and Momonosake were surprise to see. Kaido was launched back fast and got hit by a rock. Luffy huff and turned around you.

"This is fun, isn't it? Kaido (Y/N)! You see what I just did?!" Luffy yelled, you smiled. "Yes! I did! You were amazing!" You yelled back as you came down and transformed back your human self.

Luffy smiles, "That means you're gonna kiss me!" Luffy screamed. You pause, "Huh!?" You scream.

luffy looked at you. "You know you save me from kaido, and I kiss you as reward. Then I save you, and that means you have to kiss me!" Said luffy.

You laughed at luffy, "What so funny!" Luffy question. "Nothing! Haha, just you make me so happy! Haha!" You said.

Luffy pouted at you, then you grabbed Luffy shirt and kissed him. You pulled back and luffy look at you with wide eye.

"Do that again!" Luffy yelled, you smiled. "I will till we defeat kaido," you said, luffy still pout.

"This is pretty powerfully and amusing, too! Isn't it right (Y/N)?" Luffy yelled. You fly up and luffy follow you with his arm around like a helicopter.

Yamato and Momonosake were still surprised at that point.

Luffy stopped swinging his arm and pounces on the ground. "(Y/N)! Come join me, it fun!" He yelled.

You did, "I can't make up my mind... what should I call the technique gum-gum what? Mhm... do you have any idea (Y/N)?" Luffy asked.

You think a moment, you shrug. Kaido was surprised. He is still alive. He gets up and sees you and luffy jumping.

"Gum-gum... Gum-gum..." said luffy as thinking to call his Gum-gum technique. "Who are you?" Kaido ask.

You and luffy look at kaido with a confused look. "Who the hell are you both?" He asked again, "we're us!" Luffy answered.

Zunesha looks at the kaido temple, "it's been a while... this rhythm... joyboy, lunala." Said zunesha.

Everybody was shocked, "Hey, joyboy, lunala. It's as if you're guys actually here. I'm excited. This all feels like fate. I can't help counting on them!" Said zunesha.

"Who are we?" You said, "Monkey D. Luffy!" He said, "(L/N) D. (Y/N)!" You said, too. "We'll surpass you, and i become the king of the pirates!"

THE END

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