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WEN THE BAND IS WAITING TO GET PAID AFTER THE GIG
In front from left: Dave Lambert, Dizzy Gillespie, Chubby Jackson, and back from left: John Simmons and George Handy . NYC 1947
Photo by William P. Gottlieb
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📸 Art Kane, 1958
‘I have no idea how they decided to stand where they did, and with whom, but they did. Slowly they formed themselves into a big group … and I saw they couldn’t have got themselves into a better position’ – Art Kane
#jazz#harlem#1950s#harlem 1950s#wilbur ware#red allen#art blakely#chubby jackson#benny golson#johnny griffin#Hilton Jefferson#buck clayton#Taft Jordon#dickie wells#tyree glenn#zutty singleton#Jimmy Jones#sonny greer#charles mingus#mingus#miff mole#jay c higginbotham#gene krupa#pee wee Russell#george wettling#osie johnson#jo jones#buster bailey#Sonny Rollins#Vic Dickenson
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Electric Shades of Grey (The Psychedelic Priest, 1971/2001)
"You know, all my life I've had people running my life for me, and I'm sick and tired of it. First it was my mother. Then I wasted eleven years of my life. Just who do you think you are anyway?"
#electric shades of grey#the psychedelic priest#william grefé#blood tw#exploitation film#1971#2001#terry merrill#john darrell#carolyn hall#joe crane#ken keckler#larry wright#susan hayes#chubby jackson#abe newman#james coleman#lowell merril#made in '71 and then promptly shelved for 30 years either bc of a bts disagreement between producers or bc nobody had any faith it could#make money (probably both). a rare case of 'maybe it should have stayed lost...?' i mean I'm all for saving even the strangest curio but#this is indie filmmaking at its most budget and brain challenged. a priest gets spiked with acid and promptly loses his faith; what follows#is part road movie‚ part hippy drugsploitation‚ and part xtian proselytising. it does none of them well. from the sounds of it Grefé was#working without a script and with non professional actors‚ but other people have done that and still found Something of value... idk I'm#being mean. truthfully‚ there's a couple of good images in the trip sequences‚ and it isn't all hugely offensive (just some of it)#it's also inadvertently hilarious at times. probably a good time while stoned i imagine. stone cold sober‚ it isn't
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Chubby Jackson Double Bass - Phantom Dancer 7 February 2023
Chubby Jackson is this week’s Phantom Dancer feature artist. He was an American jazz double-bassist��and band leader. The Phantom Dancer is your weekly non-stop mix of swing and jazz from live 1920s-60s radio and TV every week. LISTEN to this week’s Phantom Dancer mix (online after 2pm AEST, Tuesday 7 February) and weeks of Phantom Dancer mixes online at, at…
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#2ser#airchecks#band remotes#chubby jackson#double bass#greg poppleton#jazz#old radio shows#old time radio#radio#swing#sydney#Woody Herman
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Ok let's get into it. If I see another tiktok where people bully a chubby girl for saying she likes some idol "because wtf she thinks, she is too ugly and he wouldn't ever like her" I will genuinely flip. Firstly, you don't know these people. You don't know what they like. They might not even be into women, and yet you are convinced that every attractive guy wants to date a supermodel?
Jackson Wang literally has a verbal fight with an interviewer who doesn't believe him he doesn't have a physical type and only goes of vibes and you guys will still get on socials and make videos about his ideal type being someone athletic because it's in his birth chart. Have you heard what he said? Hello?
Same for literally any other idol.
I hate to break it to you, but being skinny does not suddenly give you a chance with them. None of us have a chance and bullying people for their weight online will definitely not raise your chances because good portion of these idols would be disappointed if not disgusted by your behaviour.
Can we just enjoy our fantasies without attacking each other’s looks? Because at the end of the day, it is just a fantasy.
#kpop#jackson wang#idols#idol culture#atiny#ateez#army#bts army#bts#stays#stray kids#ateez x chubby reader#bts x chubby reader#jackson wang x chubby reader#txt#nct#enhypen
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♡ LMLY ♡
♡ Pairing: boyfriend!jackson wang x songwriter!chubby!fem!reader
♡ Genre: fluff/smut
♡ Summary: On the evening before one of your boyfriend's parties you confess to him that you've been doubting yourself lately and he has his heart set on easing your mind.
♡ Word Count: 1.7k-ish
♡ Warnings: oral sex (f receiving), vaginal fingering, pet names (baby) & that's about all, bbys
♡ A/N: This is my first Jackson Wang request which I'm really happy about because no one ever really requests/write for him (like, y'all, this man's a certified baddie. let's get it together). Thank you @writhingwrecked for putting this request in. I hope you get the comfort you needed from it!
People usually have one of two ideas about who your boyfriend is. They either categorize him as this dark, brooding artist who’s trapped in the spiral of an existential crisis or some frat boy who spends all of his time partying and drinking. If they took the time they’d see what a sweetheart he is, especially when it comes to you.
Seated opposite you on the couch of his penthouse—one of many he has tucked away in different countries—he keeps your feet balanced in his lap, laser focused on painting your toenails your favorite color. Nothing could possibly be cuter than Jackson is with his hair pulled back into the two tiny space buns you put them in earlier, tongue peeking out from between his lips as he applies the final touches to your nails.
Tonight Jackson’s having one of his infamous parties, this one on a scenic beach in Thailand. It’ll be the first you’ve attended since joining his songwriting team and your first since the two of you began dating. Anyone who’s anyone will be there and you’re determined to look perfect for it. So, needless to say, you sent yourself into a panic when the nail tech canceled on you last minute.
But it was Jackson to the rescue as always, quieting your fears and insisting that you let him take care of you. That’s the Jackson you know. The one who’ll do anything to keep his girl happy. It gives you butterflies watching him be this patient and attentive with you. It makes your heart race a little faster just feeling his fingers brush your skin as he tilts your foot to inspect his handiwork.
“That tickles!” you giggle, toes wiggling as he tries to keep you still.
“Hey, stop that! You’re gonna mess it up” he whines, tickling the arch of your foot on purpose this time.
You twist away from him, jumping up from the couch to go finish your makeup. There’s two hours until you need to head out for the party and the two of you are still lounging around in your towels. It’s about time you pick up the pace anyway.
“I don’t have time for this. Some of us have to get ready.”
Catching you by the arm, he carefully pulls you down onto his lap, peppering kisses all over your face. You resist at first but quickly give up the act, relaxing into his arms to soak up the love he so openly pours into you. “Jackson, I’ll never get dressed if you keep this up.”
Running a hand down to your thigh, he gently rubs it, taking in the beauty of your figure as he does so. “Who says I want you to get dressed?” he asks, the sexy rasp of his voice tickling your cheek. You let out an almost weightless moan at the sensation of his lips skimming your jawline. You rest your hands on his bare chest, feeling it rise and fall with each breath, lean muscles flexing beneath your touch. “Aah, baby, we don’t, mmm, have time for this right now. If I don’t look perfect for this—”
Jackson tilts his head up, gazing into your eyes, “Don’t say that, you always look perfect.”
“To you because you love me but…” you sigh, shoulders dropping under the weight of self doubt, “Jackson, I have to look good so at least it seems like I’ve done something to deserve to be there with all those talented people. With you”.
Jackson sits back on the couch, his brow scrunching at a statement he couldn’t disagree with more. “What are you talking about? You are ‘talented people’. The songs you helped me write are beautiful”.
“What if no one else thinks so? What if the album drops and everyone hates them? What if…I’m just not good enough?”
“Baby, look at me” he begs, scooping your cheeks into his hands, “You are more than good enough. Don’t you ever question that. You’re here with me because you’re the best of the fucking best, because…”
He clears his throat, choking back the sentimental side of him that has him wanting to tear up. You see it anyway, the moisture across his irises that make them shimmer like raindrops catching sunlight.
“I doubt myself too,” he confesses, “I fear the future, worry if what I’m doing is enough, but as long as I have an amazing woman who loves me like you do I know it must be.”
“Why are you trying to make me cry?” you pout, sniffling back tears of your own.
“No, it’s not that, baby. I just want you to know how special you are and that we’re in this together. You belong here.”
His lips meet yours in a quick, sweet kiss. “You belong anywhere you want to be.” The next kiss lasts longer, your lips parting to welcome his. “And I will literally fight anyone who makes you feel any different.”
You giggle but Jackson doesn’t. He’s a softie but he’s cutthroat when it comes to protecting you.
“You’re so cute when you’re serious.”
“Hmm? Just cute?” he asks, kissing you with everything he has.
Wrapping his arms around your waist, he lifts you from the couch, his tongue refusing to leave the fluffy warmth of your cheeks. You shake your head, shivering as the air from the open window blows gently against your now exposed core. “More than cute. Really, really fucking hot.”
Jackson lays you back on the couch, spreading your legs to slip in between them. “Now who’s being the cute one?” he teases, draping one of your legs over the back of the couch. His right hand moves between the two of you, tracing all the finer details of your pussy. Your slick folds, so soft against his fingertips. Your stiffening clit, twitching as he circles it. Your dripping entrance that clenches at his presence, growing wetter the deeper he kisses you.
“Mmm, I think she wants some attention, baby” he coos, fingers pushing into you, “Can I taste her?”
Your head falls back against the arm of the couch, eyes fluttering closed as he works his fingers deep into your core. “Yes, please” you moan, nails faintly scraping his shoulders as he ventures down your body. Pushing your towel away, he takes his time massaging your plush figure, praising your form, soothing your worries.
When his head dips between your legs, he kisses your soft inner thigh until his breath’s warming your core. Jackson’s eyes flick up to you, watching all the pretty faces you make as he teases the ridges of your walls. “Oh my god!” you cry, hips lifting from the cushion as he purses his lips around your clit, suckling at the bud with the perfect amount of pressure.
Jackson locks an arm over your waist, gripping your belly as he pins you back down. “Don’t run from me, baby. How am I gonna make you feel good if you can’t keep still?”
You grab onto the cushion beneath you, pleading with your body to cooperate but she writhes and arches against his hold, simply refusing to listen. Your walls clamp around his fingers, threatening to push them out, but Jackson only sinks them in deeper, your wetness audible as his soaked wrist comes flush against your slit.
“Jackson…” you moan, glancing between your legs to find his face almost completely buried in your pussy. "Hmm?” he hums, staring back at you with those puppy dog eyes you always melt for. Slipping his fingers out, he drives his tongue into you, slurping your juices down, grateful to taste more of you.
All you’ve done leading up to tonight is live in your head—stressing, worrying, doubting yourself. The pressure of it all was unbearable but gradually it lifts. With every curve of Jackson’s tongue, a sense of euphoria flows through your body, washing away anything that makes you question the woman that you are.
Jackson needs you, can’t get enough of you. Your body. Your spirit. Your mind. This is what you deserve, to lay back and be pleasured, juices flowing down his throat with not a single thing for you to worry yourself about. Nothing except the pulsing in your core, the pressure building inside of you gradually, letting you bask in each level of intensity before being pushed to another.
“Jackson, mmm, close” you moan and Jackson lets go of your belly, reaching up to hold your hand. Your stomach muscles contract at the return of his fingers. There’s more this time, you aren’t even sure how many, but they’re stretching you so wonderfully, hitting your sweet spot every single time.
“Go ahead, baby. Come for me. Let it all go” Jackson coos, dragging his tongue up your clit.
Seeing the love in his eyes, the passion, how badly he wants to please you, sends you crashing over the edge. You hold onto his hand, fingers interlaced with his, and ride out your high, letting your body move as it wishes. Jackson keeps dipping his fingers in and out of you, tongue flicking your clit, until you’ve come back down.
“You feel better, baby?” he asks, resting his head on a thigh more comfy than any pillow.
“Mmhmm” you answer between shallow breaths, “I feel wonderful.”
Jackson smiles, leaving a wet kiss on your other thigh, “We don’t have to go tonight, you know? Not if you don’t want to.”
“Actually, I…I wanna go.”
“Oh? Really?” he asks, equal parts shocked and curious about your newfound excitement for tonight. You sit up to pet his cheek, guiding him on top of you. You feel so safe under the weight of him, comforted by the arms now caging you into your little dip in the couch.
“You believe in me so much, Jackson.”
“I do.”
“So, I guess it can’t hurt for me to try to believe in myself a little.”
Jackson kisses you on the forehead, the nose, the lips. “And never fear the future. Whatever happens, I've got your back. I’ll do anything for you, you know that?" He shifts between your legs and you feel the head of his cock brush your clit. You bring him in for another kiss, wrapping your legs around his waist.
“Ya know, I might not wanna skip the party but it’s okay if we’re a little late, isn’t it?”
“Anything” he whispers, hips rocking against you, “For you.”
#jackson wang x reader#jackson wang fluff#jackson wang smut#jackson wang fanfic#got7 x reader#got7 fluff#got7 smut#chubby reader#plus size reader
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trying to bake 4 ur bf but he came back from the infirmary early and now he wont leave u alone 💔
will is soft and fluffy like milk bread and nico is crunchy on the outside but jelly on the inside like one of those asmr crystal candies
#pjo#toa#hoo#percy jackson and the olympians#pjo hoo toa#nico di angelo#will solace#solangelo#this isnt a codependent will thing hes just a clingy bastard#percy jackon and the olympians#heros of olympus#trials of apollo#do NOT❌ let me within a 10 mile radius of solangelo (i will overload them with my headcanons until they become unrecognizable)#chubby will solace#he is everything to me#u can see where i put the most attention lmaooo#it was NOT nicos clothes#its actually js bc the brush i use is pressure sensitive (more pressure=thicker+higher opacity) but thats not as funny#nico w racoon tails for the soul#will isnt a golden retriever hes an orange cat but u guys arent brave enough for that#if he stops -w- ing he explodes#its very sad
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heyy !! i hope ur doing well (: can you write a luke x gn!reader where they are chubbier and short and luke Lovess the height x size difference but they thinks like making fun of them but in reality he’s just teasing ): they open up to him about past issues regarding that and he comforts them and says he’ll protect them ): maybe a bit of protective!luke
𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐲?
Luke castellan x gn!chubbier!shorter reader
Summary: Luke loves to talk about all your physical differences and how you still fit together perfectly. But you have a few bad memories.
Anon, I am sooooo sorry this took so long, I've had a mad case of writer's block lately, and I no time. It's kinda short and sweet (if you get what I mean *wink*) but I hope this is what you were picturing, and that you enjoy <3
warnings: mentions of fatphobia, mentions of insecurity, panic, teasing.
“Hey shawty!”
Immediately, you stiffened. Even if you recognised the voice as one you trusted - Luke, your boyfriend of nearly a year, who you loved dearly - the nickname still made you feel cold all over. But Luke didn't mean the nickname in that way, you were sure.
Right?
You didn't have much time to ponder it however as a warm hand materialised around your waist, pulling you into him. You let the sandwich you had been making for lunch settle onto the table, freeing your arms so you could reciprocate his embrace, although rather stiffly.
"How you been?" He murmured into your hair, while he peppered kisses on your scalp. And then he noticed. He pulled away from you, still gripping your shoulders but gazing at you with concern. "What's wrong?"
You decided to drop it. He wouldn't have meant it that way. Even if your boyfriend before had, Luke wouldn't do something like that. "Nothing," you replied, forcing a smile, "you just caught me by surprise is all."
There was a pause in which he scanned your face, searching for signs you weren't telling the truth. He still appeared wary, but he seemed to let it slide for the moment, scooping up your sandwich plate and tugging you along to his table. Loud greetings hooted about, as his fellow Hermes siblings noted his and your appearance.
Your suspicions were confirmed as you sat, after saying hello to everyone, when he clasped his hand in yours, resting it on his knee. This was something he always did when you were feeling overwhelmed or sad, to reassure you that he was always there. He hadn't been convinced by your facade then. Damn.
Beginning to eat your sandwich, you were wincing at the near-stale texture of the bread, and how hard and dry it was in your mouth. Chiron must be running on his last few loaves and forgot to get extra supplies. You were glad for the distraction of Chris, who was always happy to explain his schemes with grand theatrics, and hand gestures that often tipped over glasses. That and Luke's wild laughter from beside you got you through the unpleasant meal.
"-and you won't believe what happened next, and even though it is coming from me, it was pretty damn impressive-"
"Ok man, I'm gonna interrupt your yap session right there while I can. Anyone getting seconds?" Luke asked, holding up his own plate.
"No dude, I'm sooooooo full, how are you not?" Chris groaned, laughing.
"He didn't steal my bag of jerky, Rodriguez!" Someone down the table accused.
"Hey, that was in the middle of the cabin floor, it was fair game!-"
"I'll have some," you volunteered, turning to Luke, and accepting his hand to help you rise from the benches.
"See, lucky I can be a big back with them!" He laughed, walking away with you and back to the table filled with food.
You weren't hungry anymore, at all. Every delicious, hot meal on the table that had tantalised you only moments before now seemed like soggy sticks. Luke had mentioned stuff about your body twice now, in such a short period. You were sure he meant it now. He must be just like your ex in that respect, even if he had treated you better. He felt the same as your ex had done. Even after all this time, your body wasn't good enough- you weren't good enough-
"Hey, you can't decide? Try the macaroni, I just had a bit and oh my Gods-"
"Uh- I don't really feel too hungry anymore." You said awkwardly, gulping down your insecurity.
"Ok," he said slowly, and there was his brown eyes again, deep and full of questioning. "Are you sure everything's okay?"
"Yeah, yeah, it's all fine just... not hungry." You smiled weakly, praying he would drop it as he did earlier. Your stomach rumbling punctuated the silence. He frowned at you, second helping forgotten and pulled you to the side of the dining pavilion, near some dense bushes where you wouldn't be seen.
"Hey. Please tell me what's going on," he begged, squeezing your hand. When you looked in his eyes, you knew you were a goner. You cracked.
"Do you still- like-like- do you still like me?" you mumbled, gazing down at your feet.
"What do you mean?" He asked, confused, "Y/N, I love you, so yeah, of course I still like you."
“I- just- I- I know you didn’t mean any harm and I know you only meant to tease, but it just reminds me of my ex sometimes.”
"Wait, what? What does?" He urged, pulling you closer.
"Just the... you know, like little comments- it's just-it's kinda like the stuff he used to say that hurt my feelings."
He pulled away from you, face hardening.
“What did he say to you?”
“It was nothing, just he commented on my weight constantly and how much shorter I was than him and sometimes- look it doesn't really matter. It's just that the 'hey shawty' and 'big back' and all that, it shouldn't, it's stupid of me, but it reminds me of him... and like, I know it was a mistake dating a guy that was older in the first place, but the biggest mistake I made was letting him say the stuff he said."
"Don't you dare call yourself stupid," he began sternly, "because if anyone here is, it's me. My gods, baby, I'm so sorry I said stuff like that, it was just a joke or a little pet name to me, I-I didn't know it reminded you of that-ugh, if I had known I would've bleached my mouth out."
You laughed a little, and his face brightened.
"You know I don't wanna be anything like him, right? Man, if he was here I might have a hard time stopping from doing something to him, what a dick."
Laughing again, you nodded, smiling at him.
"And, you know you're also perfect right? Like who cares if you're shorter or a different shape to me? That's what makes you, like you, and I love you for all of it."
He kissed you swiftly, sweetly. It was warm, and you were both smiling through it. He was Luke, not your crusty ex that had broken contact the minute he got accepted to college. And he would always love you for who you were, you were sure of that now.
He broke apart, your noses brushing. "I love you," he whispered, each syllable falling softly on your upper lip.
"I love you too," you whispered back. He backed away reluctantly, holding your hands in both of his tightly.
"Ok, let's get you some macaroni now, because I'm not kidding when I say that it hits-"
And you let him lead you back to the chaotic normality of camp, with all of the delicious food and comforting people you loved.
#pjo series#pjo#percy jackson#luke castellan#luke castellan x reader#percy jackon and the olympians#luke castellan oneshot#luke castellan fluff#pjo luke castellan#luke castellan pjo#luke castellan fic#x reader#x reader oneshot#x chubby reader#x short reader#ttpd#taylor swift#taylor swift ttpd#pjo tv show#pjo books#pjo tv series#pre tlt#tlt#the lightning thief#this was short rip#they did in fact not need to fight the alchemy#i feel like i write luke in a really soft golden retriever way helppp#but that's also the way i like him sooo#hope everyone enjoyed#requests open
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'Lovely'
Clarisse La Rue x Chubby!Fem!Reader hc's
A/N:ILYYY & more hc's soon 💞
So I feel like Clarisse would totally have this tough exterior, but deep down, she's a total softie for her girlfriend, like AHAHSHDH, who would've thought?
I feel like she would always deny being all mushy, but secretly, she's the kind of person who low-key gets jealous if someone else talks to her girl.Like, "Back off, she's mine!" vibes,you know?
She deff calls you names, like "mama/mamas" or "dummy" but in a playful way.
I feel like Clarisse would totally drag her girl into training sessions, being all like, "We gotta stay sharp,mamas. Can't have you getting soft on me." But deep down, it's just an excuse to spend more time together.
But imagine Clarisse getting protective during Capture the Flag.Like, she's a total beast on the battlefield, and if anyone even thinks about targeting her chubby girlfriend, they better watch out. "Touch her, and you'll regret it, losers."
She deff calls you... "Her Battle Buddy" or something like that. I mean, come on, it's Clarisse – everything is a battle, even love.
She deff has a secret stash of cute couple photos in her cabin, but she'll flat-out deny it if anyone asks. "What? No way. That's not mine." But like, you catch her looking at them when she thinks no one's around.
I feel like Clarisse would totally surprise her girl with handmade weapons, pretending like it's just another day. "Yeah, I was bored, so I made you this dagger. Don't get all sappy about it."
Honestly,I feel like she would have this thing where she insists on being the big spoon, but she'd grumble about it like, "Ugh, fine. You're lucky I even like holding you." But secretly, she loves it.
I feel like Clarisse would totally get all flustered if someone teased her about her girlfriend, but she'd cover it up with her tough-girl act. "Shut up! She's not that great. Stop looking at me like that."
OMG, she'd be the first to defend her girl,like if someone makes a comment about her weight, Clarisse would go full-on rage mode. "Say that again, and I'll make sure you regret it for the rest of your life!" And she'd obviously kick their ass into next week.
She deff has a special spot by the campfire where she and her girlfriend hang out, but she'd deny having a "spot." "We just sit here 'cause it's not too crowded. It's not a spot or anything."
I feel like Clarisse would totally steal her girl's hoodies and act like it's just because she's cold. "You got too many of these things, might as well put 'em to good use." But deep down, she loves the scent of her on the hoodie.
OMG, she'd have this signature eye-roll whenever someone tries to give relationship advice. "Please, I've got this under control. I don't need your sappy wisdom." But secretly, she low-key appreciates the advice.
She deff has a playlist of love songs hidden away, but if anyone finds out, she'd be like, "What? No way, those songs just happened to be on when I was training!" But you catch her humming them sometimes.
I feel like Clarisse would totally take her girl on surprise late-night walks around camp, acting like it's just to check on security. "Gotta make sure no monsters are sneaking in." But really, it's just about spending time together.
DHSKDJ, imagine Clarisse accidentally leaving little notes with cheesy messages around her girlfriend's bunk. "Just happened to drop this here. Don't read too much into it." But she secretly hopes her girl finds and appreciates them.
She definitely uses you as weigh when training and shows off how strong she is and if you tell her you think you're too heavy for her she'd be all like "Shut up,idiot!You're a lightweight comparing to what I usually lift!" But she'd secretly try to make you feel better about yourself.
She 100% uses your chest or your thighs as pillows when sleeping,and she enjoys wrapping her arms around your waist and stomach.It gives her a nice feeling and she would get all pissy in the morning if you left during the night or moved away.She just loves her hugs and cuddles! Besides,you'd be her fav pillow.
A/N:Honestly I feel like Clarisse would deff be like 'the bigger,the better' and she'd love you no matter what size you are 🥹
#clarisse la rue x y/n#clarisse pjo#clarisse la rue#clarisse la rue x reader#chubby#chubby reader#clarisse x reader#pjo clarisse#pjo#pjo tv series#pjo tv show#pjo tv adaptation#percy jackon and the olympians#percy jackson series#ares cabin#ares god of war#ares pjo#yn#fem y/n#wlw#gxg#clarisse x you#clarisse la rue x you#pjo fandom#fanfic#female y/n#fem reader#fem x fem#fluff#x y/n
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sorry to interrupt regular broadcasting but as the pjo tv show continues and the cast expands, can we please have a fat person
#xoxo sad chubby dyke#pjo#pjo tv show#pjo tv#pjo series#pjo disney+#percy jackson#percy jackson and the olympians#pjo hoo toa#sorry to the regulars here for trc#we’ll be back in a bit#blabs
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It's just rivalry
Jackson marchetti x male!black!reader
Warning: smut , Hand job , kinda hate sex , Dom reader?, two pretty boys just doing pretty boy things ❗️
A/N : I won't be proof reading most of my stuff UNLESS I plan on writing a fic , so this one isn't proof read either 😍
You and Jackson were known to be rivals , academically and athletically. Always doing something more than the other to look better.
What everyone didn't know , is that you guys casually hookup. After each competition you both attend , you guys dissapear of to Jackson's house.
The click of the door locking set you off , pouncing on him and attacking him with you lips , kissing him and down his jaw
"We need to be more-ah- quiet this time , my moms nearly found out last time."
Ignoring his words you continued your attack on his skin , removing both yalls shirts , giving you more access. Your hand diving down into his pants , stroking his clothed erection.
"Shit-wait , that's not fair."
"I don't play fair Marchetti , you know that."
He threw his head back , groaning at the sensation of your fingers, one hand in your curly hair and the other gripping the sheets of the bed beneath him
"Fuck..I need to see you."
Removing his pants and boxers along with yours , both of you equality exposed and aroused. Continuing your feverish kisses while you jerked him off faster , taking in the sounds he was making
"If you continue..I'm gonna -oh shitt- cum."
His please falling onto deaf ears , smirking against his lips before you halted your movements just as he was about to make a mess
"Wouldn't be fair if your the only one cumming now is it?"
"Ironic."
You scoffed at his words and moved closer to him , grabbing his hand and placing it on your aching cock , letting him get a few pumps in before doing the same to him.
"Yeah..just like thatt-ahh- good."
Minutes go past and your both ready to burst , hands moving faster and your lips barely closed as your groans and grunts filled the room
"Oh shitt, I'm gonna-fuuckk"
"Yeah? Oh fuck yesss"
Your orgasm shared as you came all over eachother , coating your hands and abdomen , letting go of eachother to kiss one last time before cleaning up.
"I won the competition tonight and lasted longer than you ,,, your really off your game tonight"
"Oh shut the fuck up"
#Jackson Marchetti x male reader#azana#x black reader#sex education#jackson marchetti x male reader#jackson marchetti#jackson marchetti x reader#jackson marchetti fanfic#jackson marchetti smut#x male reader#x male!reader#x male y/n#x male smut#x male top reader#x black!male! reader#jackson marchetti x black!reader#chubby!reader
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B2 for Elise
BUNNY GIRL BUNNY GIRL
outfit meme
#oc#original character#art meme#outfit meme#bunny girl#playboy bunny#bunny suit#barbie aesthetic#artists on tumblr#small artist#chubby girl#fat girl#elise jackson#my art#asks#requests
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I need something, ANYTHING with Matt Jackson. Could you do Matt x f! Plus size Reader? Maybe they met when Matt was being dumped by the girl he thought he was going to marry. They became like best friends, but have now fallen in love with one another but are scared of the other’s reaction. Maybe she doesn’t think love is in her future ever, no matter how she feels about Matt. Thanks!!
Pairing: Matt Jackson x Plus Size!Female!Reader
Warnings: Fluff, Friends to Lovers, Heartbreak.
Imagines: Open
*I gotchu Anon! Also this gif of Matt is ADORABLEE!*
"Bro, I'm never going to find someone." You sighed kicking a rock that was in your path, you watched it skip down the street a few feet only for it to hit the curb and spin to a stop.
"Come on, Y/N. Don't be like that. There's a lot of guys out there waiting to meet you." Your best friend, Matt Jackson nudged his shoulder against you to cheer you up.
"I don't know." You mumbled. When you heard your best friend was back in town from wrestling all over the states you instantly text him to hang where he gave you a call and said why not now? So, here you were almost two in the morning. The streets were quiet, no one was in sight and the street lights buzzed up above you. "I'm a little bit heavier if you haven't noticed." You pointed out.
"You know, you could be like me." Matt chuckled awkwardly. "About to marry the person you've been with for nearly a decade only to find out that they were cheating half the time."
It grew silent as you both walked side by side. You never knew what to say when that topic was brought up. "But someone amazing did come into my life during that time."
Your head snapped towards Matt who was grinning at you, his beard covering his cheeks. You couldn't help but to blush and look down. "I'm glad that I arrived at the right moment."
The both of you continued to walk towards your apartment. Your eyes kept darting towards Matt's hand hanging by your side, swaying with each step. Cold sweats broke out as you thought about holding his hand, your heart raced. What if he pulled it away in disgust or what if he doesn't feel the same?
As you fought with yourself in your mind, Matt too was fighting with himself to kiss you once at your front door.
Walking up the steps to your apartment you both stopped in front of each other. "Well, this is my stop." You looked up at the porch light, moths flying around the little heated lamp.
Matt nodded, watching you reach for the door knob. "Y/N?"
"Yes?" You answered quickly, eyes sparkling.
You could see Matt's adam's apple bob as he swallowed thickly. "Have a nice night."
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Nico di Angelo supremacy !!! (Thinking about his design 🫡) last time I drew him I was 16 yo or so aaaa. These are so bad please don’t judge me 🙏🏽
#I feel like I want him to be chubby#reading the titans curse atm#nico di angelo#percy jackson#nico di angelo fanart#character design
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honestly really confused why jesse jackson and chubby checker were put on the poll lol. less than 1 percent for a reason matey... as an sc native we dont know who those guys are and there's SO MUCH MORE going on in sc than just "myrtle beach" and "sweet tea" like venus flytraps....palmetto trees... fort jackson... racism... the fact that throughout history we have been the problem child of the us.... brooks-sumner affair... lots to think about
#not to say jesse jackson or chubby checker aren't important people#just not really couple of dudes that people would associate with sc#unless there was some alternative reason for those people being there??#regardless.#and why does sc have so much less in general like!!!#AND WHY DOES SC HAVE 'NOTHING' BUT NOT ALL OF THEM DO??#WHY DID 34% VOTE FOR NOTHING !?!#weeping crying thtowing up#WHY DOES NC NOT HAVE NOTHING?? WHY DOES NEBRASKS NOT HAVE NOTHING>>>#WHAT DID SC DO TO THE CREATOR#nvm we're done being nice we're evol now#sc has SUCH a rich history and culture and HWAAAT
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Ever since I was a kid, I always believed I cannot like someone I actually like because I am a weird ugly monster like everyone treated me for whatever reason. I am trying to reclaim that so even when posting this feel cringey and it makes me want to scream and apologise, here are some people my brain tells me could never find me attractive because I find them attractive and me telling myself that I am desirable? Ig? Listen, I don't have it figured out, so don't send me hate messages over this 😅
Mission, let chubby girls have their crushes and stop telling them that they are crazy because no idol would ever find them attractive. How do you even know what they would find attractive? I will make a separate post about that
#crushes#body image in relationship#body image issues#chubby girl#kpop#xiao zhen#ateez#stray kids#bts#seonghwa#jackson wang#felix#namjoon#hongjoong#san#cha eun woo
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