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She's Breaking News

Lately, you’ve been on the news, and while Katsuki wouldn’t typically care, your recent popularity affects him more than he’d like.

You’re rising in the ranks quickly for a newly licensed Pro. Up-and-coming rookie, and a woman on top of that, so the whole region knows about your masked persona. Unfortunately for Katsuki, you’re fast approaching the top ten and coming after his spot in the top five.

He can tell you're formidable from the footage of your endeavors released to the public, and if this were high school, he’d be demanding to spar and test your skills.

But you didn’t attend UA; you’re a transfer from North America. You held no torch for the citizens of Japan. Your position was merely a job that took you away from home. So why was Katsuki fuming over the latest front page in the paper?

FOREIGN HERO, HERE TO STAY

Katsuki had yet to work with you on any assignments. His job as a more seasoned residential hero was to remain on-call at all times and begin developing relationships with others – networking for a longstanding career as a Pro. He didn’t plan to ever cross paths with you.

“Why are you such a hater, Kat?” Eijirou sighs heavily one day. They were sharing an elevator, and Eijirou brought you up. Katsuki rolls his eyes in a display of exhaust.

“She’s a shiny new hero for the fanatics to fixate on,” the explosion hero grumbles, unable to mask his bitterness. “She ain’t that impressive.”

“We’ve watched the same footage,” Eijirou points out with a smile dancing over his lips. “She’s efficient and packs a punch. I think I read that she’s on the shorter side too; you can’t tell from the pictures-”

“I couldn’t care less, Eiji,” Katsuki murmurs, rubbing his palm over his face and breathing in relief at the elevator’s final chime.

They called you the Sentinel in the States, and your moniker followed you to Japan. The Sentinel, Katsuki harrumphed. Did he consider your hero name ironic – a shorter-than-average American woman considered a soldier to Japan?

“What a joke,” Katsuki said as he watched your recent battle play on the screen over the bar.

“Sorry, Kachan,” Izuku panted, colliding into the counter in a rush. “Have you been waiting long?”

“Yeah, but don’t sweat it,” he grumbled, sipping his fruity horoyoi can. “You come from work?”

“How’d you know?” Izuku bashfully scratched the back of his head as he slid onto his reserved stool.

“You’re still wearing your boots.” Katsuki glanced down at the massive accessories on his friend’s feet with an amused glint. Izuku’s face grew bright red at the realization.

“Oh, wow. That’s embarrassing.”

Katsuki pondered, waiting for Izuku to settle into his seat and order his drink. “How was she?”

“How was who? Ochako?” Ochako was Izuku’s partner since their days at UA. Izuku’s favorite pastime was fanboying over his Pro-Hero girlfriend, but sometimes his efforts were overzealous.

“No, you crazy bastard,” Katsuki chastised. “Sentinel. You fought with her today, didn’t you?”

Izuku looks at him curiously. “I didn’t really fight with her. They called us both in, but she handled the situation alone. Handled it well, if I’m being honest.”

Katsuki hummed in displeasure, and his childhood friend saw it for what it was.

“I heard from Kirishima that you’re holding a grudge against her,” Izuku mentioned innocently. “From what I can tell, she doesn’t care too much about the rankings.”

“Doesn’t matter. The woman is still rising in the ranks like she could give a fuck, and that’s a threat to my number one spot.”

“Not yours yet, Kachan,” Izuku muses, graciously accepting his drink from the bartender. “There are other contenders you should be more worried about.”

“Oh yeah?” Katsuki couldn’t bite back his smile as he cut a glance at his old friend’s chipper expression. “You threatening me, shrimp?”

“I certainly won’t make it easy for you.” Izuku shrugs, taking a sip from his drink.

They called you the Dimension Hero after you released information on your quirk to the public. It was in an interview that the Hero Commission set up, linking your appearance to their credit. A nameless interviewer innocently asked the details of her power, only to discover another trait Japan could love about you.

From the footage of your battles throughout your career, Katsuki made connections to your quirk and fighting style. You fought with constructs for the most part. When you activate your quirk in battle, your body glows a soft purple – an excess of power drawn from ‘another dimension’ (a tidbit that sparked a lively audience amidst the public).

“Like I’m stupid enough to believe that,” Katsuki mumbled after watching the interview.

You revealed that drawing power from this pocket dimension gave you an upper hand against opponents. With the ability to access a seemingly unlimited energy source, Katsuki couldn’t fathom the drawbacks of your quirk.

It sounded like bullshit.

The first time he meets you, it’s after witnessing your quirk in action. Katsuki, in his hero suit, spectates from the rooftops while you’re pursuing a villain.

While you’ve had your Pro-Hero license for a while, you were still new to the landscape in Japan. That much is evident to Katsuki when you lose the villain in the unfamiliar industrial terrain. He could’ve left the job to you, let you lose the suspect, and taken a hit to your popularity. But it didn’t feel right to leave you scrambling. Katsuki’s job as a Pro was to help people, and he took his career seriously.

It’s easy for a resident hero to navigate the streets, quickly taking a shortcut to cut off the villain. The suspect unfortunately doesn’t realize he’s trapped – too fearful of the woman on his tail – and Katsuki takes the opportunity to fire at his feet, sending the man flying into the side of the building.

Katsuki waits as the man takes one look at him, standing tall and menacing in his costume, and rightfully surrenders.

“Your first smart decision today,” he says with an amused huff, preparing himself for meeting you.

“You got him,” you pant in pleasant surprise when you arrive at the scene. You look at him in exhausted awe and breathe, “Awesome.”

Awesome? He rolls his eyes as your resemblance to his moronic friends is uncanny.

You eye the culprit sitting on the ground and look around. “Where’s the other one?” Katsuki frowns. Wasn’t there only one?

Suddenly, a chill ran down his spine, and his instincts roared in the back of his conscience. There’s a figure taking advantage of his lax state and attacking from behind, and there’s no time for Katsuki to dodge, so he prepares himself to take a hit.

Before it landed, a hole ripped through the air before Katsuki and the accomplice fell in with a panicked cry. By the wall, a second hole reveals the suspect flying out against the concrete, successfully incapacitating him.

“Thanks for the assist,” you say sincerely to the Explosion Hero.

“No problem,” Katsuki murmurs, casting his eyes down.

When you don’t say anything in response, he decides to introduce himself – as a coworker.

“I’m Dynamight.” He watches your eyes shine your signature purple and conjure cuffs on the beaten-down criminals.

“I know,” you laugh gently, scratching the back of your arm as you stretch it over your chest. “Your friends admire you a lot.”

Exchanging words with you for the first time didn’t turn out as Katsuki imagined. His ears glowing bright red, his palms sweating, and he’s a flustered wreck.

“Those idiots,” he mumbles with a growl, halfheartedly cussing out Eijirou’s big mouth. “Don’t know what they’re talking about.”

“So, you’re not the hater?” You ask him dryly, and Katsuki can understand your sarcasm. “You can tell your friends I’m grateful the high and mighty helped me today.”

“Tell them yourself,” Katsuki retorts, crossing his gauntlets over his chest. “I suspect they like you more than me at this point.”

You only smile in jest. “Can you blame them?”

Your fluency in Japanese is laughable, but the enthusiasm is there, Katsuki notes. He watches as you pull out your phone and tap away at it while two suspects are in custody before you.

“Shouldn’t you be taking these guys in?” he remarks, nodding in their direction.

“I’m looking up the nearest station. I don’t have the best sense of direction in newer areas.”

“Radio dispatch,” he says, because it’s protocol, and you should know that by now.

You sigh in frustration as if you’ve explained yourself several times before.

“I haven’t received a radio yet. I think it involves some hazing from people in the Commission,” you say passively, pocketing your phone once you’ve pinned the location. “But it doesn’t matter because I don’t need it.”

“What ar-”

You don’t wait for Katsuki to understand before clasping your hands together in a prayer. In the next second, a vast hole rips open again, and Katsuki can’t make out what’s on the other side – like a purple-tinted mirror that reflects what’s in front of it. You don’t waste time to grab the men and shove them through with aggression.

“I can handle filing the report, and I won’t forget to mention Lord Explosion God Dynamight made his appearance,” you tell him, stepping towards the portal. There’s a playful smile on your lips, and Katsuki can’t know if you’re joking. “I’ll see you around.”

You step through, and you and the portal disappear like you were never there with him.

He still doesn’t know much about you, and if anything, that interaction only confused him more. But he knows you must have looked him up to call him his official hero title.

He finishes the rest of his patrol without issue, wondering what he’d find the news saying next.

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amnignsity · 10 days

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More too love...

Bahng Christopher Chan x Chubby!Reader.

Contains of insecurities, self-downing, jealousy, angst/comfort, words of affirmation, reassurance, and just full on channie being whipped.

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You look at the pictures of your boyfriend with another model - hands over her waist and they smiled into the camera. The theme was perfect couple, of course Chan being the greenest flag a man could ever be was chosen by the photographer.

Not only that but the man was absolutely divine to look at - his cresent eye dimpled smile was one of the things people love about the man. His sense of responsibility and care for his members of course.

The way he is as a leader leading everyone to a path they belonged too to shine brighter than anyone else envisions them to be.

You could understand why everyone would want someone like him - although what you couldn't understand as to why anyone would want you.

You sighed feeling your eyes getting wet as the tears formed you turned off your phone leaving it on the bed as you stood up naking your way towards the bathroom - You bit your lip as you stood infront of the mirror eyes glancing at your figure.

Big chubby arms, round face, big tummy, thunder thighs - you just looked to much for yourself as the tears flowed down your face sniffling while crying even as to shaming yourself for being so ugly and chubby when you have the most perfect boyfriend with his perfect body.

You're fat.

Ugly.

Look at how big your stomach is.

Look at how round your face is.

Look at how-

Before the voices continued you could hear the bathroom door open making you snap your neck towards it as you are met with a worried Chan who just got home from work you didn't even hear him coming in.

"Princess?...My love are you okay-....Why are you crying?!.." Chan asks very worried as he opens the door gently making his way over towards you quickly holding your face with his own hands as he wipes your tears away.

You let out hiccups as you opened your mouth wanting to say something but not being able to and just letting out a sob instead - earning an even more worried look from chan who seems to be having his own eyes glossy the more he looks at you crying.

You couldn't help it and you couldn't help the sobs that fell out of your mouth the moment Chan held you closer against him - feeling so disgusted at yourself for being close to him. You glanced at the mirror seeing how his hands are over you body holding you so tightly against him.

He gently caresses your back placing your head over his shoulders as you cried on it - you didn't understand why Chan would even allow you to cry on his shoulders, to cry on him. You were nothing compared to the man who build himself up from countless of haters.

"Princess you're making me worry alot...I don't like seeing you cry you know how much it hurts for me when even a tiny ache is present from you..." He utters under his breath as he pressed kisses over your cheeks so tenderly and gently - placing his hands over your thighs as he lifts you up so easily you quickly grab hold of him not wanting to fall and still crying over his shoulders.

"My princess is crying...And I don't know why...What do you want, princess?..." He asks as he gently places you over towards your shared bed - pulling away from you while you looked at him confused with tears falling down your face onto the ground as he kneels infront of you grabbing hold of your hands as he squeezes them ever so gently pressing a kiss over your knuckles while he looks up at you.

"Tell me please...I'll do anything...Just to see that beautiful smile once again...Do you want more kisses, my love?...More time with me? More of something...Please..Tell me and I'll do it, my dear..." He begged reaching out for you as he held your face wiping the extra tears that fell - you couldn't help but felt your heart skipping a beat at the man who was begging for you to tell him what upsets you.

You breath in shakingly while Chan intertwines both of your hands together with his as he looks up at you with glossy eyes - lips parting as you spoke.

"Chan...why..." You bit your lip as you fight the urge to let out a another sob while chan's chest felt another sting against his beating heart - he gulps lips shaky as he looks at you confused.

"What do you mean, princess?...What do you mean by 'why'?..." He asks softly still kneeling infront of you while caressing your hands with his thumb - he loves the way your hands are intertwined with his.

"Why...why me?...why me out of everyone..." You asked clenching your jaw as you let even more droplets of tears flow down your cheeks while Chan gave you a bewildered look as you continued.

"Chan...Christopher...I'm nothing...I'm not pretty...Nothing...I'm not even talented...so why would you chose me-" Before you could continue Chan leans in kissing you with his eyes closed and frowning - gently pushing you down the bed while you cried, slowly closing your eyes but stopping as you felt warm tears dripping down your cheeks.

It wasn't yours but Chans he was crying, crying at something, at your words that you so hurtfully said towards yourself - he pulls away slowly opening his own teary eyes that immediately connects with your gaze.

"Who told you that...Who told you that you were nothing when infact your more world than the entire universe is worth." He said frowning holding your face as you both look at each other - you with a surprised expression staring at his hurted expression.

"Who told you that your talentless when all I see is a woman who's more gifted than anyone else I've ever seen...Someone so pretty that she makes me thank the heavens from the very moment I wake up seeing your face sleeping so comfortably on my arms as I wished to stay in that moment till the ends of my time." He let's out a sob leaning up as he gives your forehead a kiss.

"The most lovely woman I've ever seen before my own mother and even more so my sister...My faithful partner who holds me so closely whenever I breakdown from working too much.." He presses another kiss over your left cheek.

"My lover who's so beautiful that sometimes I can't even think or utter a word while you laugh at my dumb dad jokes despite them being so unfunny I wish that I could rewind time when I haven't told you yet to save myself from embarrassment." He let's out a shaky chuckle with a sob after as he cried even more so pressing another kiss over your right cheek.

"My princess who holds me so tightly against her arms telling me to sleep while I listen to her heartbeat that quickens ever so fast for me helping me overcome my insomnia at times.." He presses another kiss over your nose as he gently caresses your cheeks.

"And my beloved who gives me all her time and attention whenever I'm feeling silly despite being so tired from work every time. Still giving me her affection, words, kisses, cuddles, herself..." He pressed one last final kiss over your lips as he looks directly in your eyes.

"Tell me my dear...who told those lies that towards you, my most important person that I could ever have met from out of the eight billion people alive.." He gulps as he looks at you so brokenhearted with your words - you could feel your face warm up at his gaze so loving towards you and specifically only for you.

"I-..." You tried to speak but you couldn't not when you know no one told you but yourself. The shame you feel as you know you shouldn't even be thinking of those things but you couldn't help it not when this disgusting jealousy and insecurity was growing inside you.

"I'm...sorry..." You uttered that's all you said looking away from him while he looks at you filled with concern - slightly gulping as he sighed.

"I'm not telling you to apologize, princess...I'm asking who told you those lies...Is it one of those haters?...Friends?Family?.." He asked nuzzling his face against your neck while you gently placed your hands over his head slowly running your hands through his hair as he sighed deeply so contented with your touches.

"I...No...it wasn't the, Chan...It was me.. It's stupid...I was feeling jealous over your latest photoshoot and..." You bit your lips as you shakingly took a deep breath in while Chan listened.

"You looked so perfect with her..." Chan let out a whine of protest at your words quickly making you look back again at him who had a frown while you had a sadden look.

"What?... Me perfect with another woman?.." Chan huffed shaking his head as he buried his face against your neck.

"No... I do not accept the terms and agreement with your words, princess...Did I leave you alone for a long time to make you think like this?.." He pressed kisses over your neck - he didn't like that, he didn't like the words you used nor what you thought about his latest photoshoot made you feel.

"I knew I should've decline it considering my princess felt this way about it afterwards..." You let out a soft moan against his sudden nibbling against your neck - kissing you so much, giving you so much of his love.

"I don't want you to ever say those words again, princess...I'm perfect with you and only you my dear...Please..I'm sorry for making you feel that way..." He mutters against your neck - giving you even more love than you imagined him to do. You couldn't help but let out a sob at his loving while he quickly looks up and holds your face worried.

"Why are you crying again, princess? Did I accidentally bit too hard? Was I overstimulating you? I'm sorry princess...I just wanted you to feel my love-... mhmm.." Before you could let him finish you kissed him back immediately making him melt against your lips as he closes his eyes - you couldn't help but chuckle at his antics.

You pulled away making Chan snap out of his dazed moment cause by those addictive lips of yours letting out a chuckle making Chan's heart do flips.

"I'm fine, my love..." Chan swore he heard the church bells ringing when he finally heard you say his nickname once more - so sweet over your already sweeten lips.

"You just...gosh your the most best thing to ever happen in my life..." You uttered not having alot of words to say about your feelings but the way you held his face and look over his eyes made him feel so giggly hiding his face against your neck while you huffed chuckling at his actions.

"If you continue saying those words I might marry you, princess..."

"..."

"hehehe...."

"...I don't mind.."

"..."

"...hmm?..."

"Let's get married.Now."

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Author's note: Helo! I got this from reading a blog about chubby readers! I don't remember what it said but it's about skz not being into chubby people or something and them defending that that's probably not true which I totally agree - we don't really know much about skz's types so we shouldn't assume things.

I didn't have much thought into making this hence why it's a bit messy but I'll make sure next times more clear.

For my chubby people! I seriously need help cause I've been craving on carrying my chubby people like a princess ¦D.

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