#chubby magnus is the only magnus as far as I'm concerned

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Magnus Burnsides is chubby

This is the hill I have chosen to die on.

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i'm trash don't @ me

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Perfect and Handsome

Oh hey fic about Chubby Magnus to go with the pic I drew because I lack impulse control.  Enjoy!

“Does it look okay?”

Magnus posed and postured in front of the mirror, looking at himself from every angle possible.

“It looks fine big guy, you’ll be one of the more handsome looking folks there,” Taako teased from the bed.

“But... it looks okay?”

He looked again into the mirror, trying to decide how he felt about the groomsman tunic Carey had picked out.  It was very traditional, Carey’s parents were pretty uptight about their little girl’s wedding, and had insisted the wedding party don the typical formal garb.  Killian had been very accommodating of their expectations, because Orc weddings traditionally had a lot less fancy clothes and a lot more furs and pelts.  The tunic was nice enough.  He would have worn whatever the girls had asked him to, but he couldn’t help but feel a bit unsuited for this particular outfit. 

Read more below the cut, or on AO3.

To begin with, the pale beige-and-blue color scheme (which looked lovely on Carey and Killian’s dark blue scales and olive green skin) did not do the ruddy complexion of his face any favors.  He looked redder than ever in the pastels they had picked out.  

In addition, the swan-neck collar dipped low, almost past his sternum, and even the undertunic did nothing to stop a thatch of thick chest hair from peeking out.  It was like an animal was popping it’s head out to have a look around.

Of course the real issue wasn’t the color or the cut.  Magnus had worn plenty of unflattering clothes in his life, and usually he couldn’t care less.

The real problem was the sash.

A formal tunic was paired with a belt or sash that tied around the waist.  This particular tunic came with a sash that was meant to be tied directly over the stomach, and was causing some problems.

“I don’t look bad?” Magnus asked again, trying to smooth the tunic over the curve of his belly.  If he tied the sash where it was meant to sit, it went over the widest part of his stomach, which was extremely tight and uncomfortable for him.  But when he tied it under, where he would tie his belt normally, his belly seemed to stick out and hang over the sash.  “I don’t look… uh…”

Sliding off the bed, Taako came over and watched Magnus turn in front of the mirror, smoothing and pressing and checking every inch of himself.

“Mags…” Taako soothed, putting a hand on Magnus’ shoulder.  “You look fine.”

“I don’t look….” he cut himself off with a sharp intake of breath before saying it, but Taako knew what he was thinking to say.  Taako leaned up and kissed him on the cheek.

“You look handsome,” Taako said firmly, “You look perfect.”

Magnus sighed.  “I know it’s not about me, but I just don’t know if I can stand up there in front of the whole Bureau wearing something that… makes me look like this.”

“Look like what?” Taako replied.  “Handsome and perfect?”

“No,” Magnus huffed.  “Fat.”

“Mango, honey,” Taako said, moving in front of the mirror and taking Magnus’ face into his hands, pulling him down to kiss his forehead.  “I love you.  I love you and you’ve got a bit of a belly, and that’s okay.  Absolutely no one at the wedding is going to care or even notice, you’re basically window dressing next to the brides to be.”

“The sash makes me feel like I have a big sign pointed at my gut,” Magnus muttered, grabbing Taako’s hands.  “I’ll distract everyone.”

“The only person you’re going to distract is me,” Taako answered.  “Because honestly how am I going to handle myself when you’re standing there looking so gorgeous?  I might faint.”

Magnus smiled, but he still looked unsure.  Slowly, Taako let his hands drop away from Magnus’, coming to rest softly on the soft curve of Magnus’ hips.

“All cleaned up nice,” Taako hummed, running his hands up and down, “My rough and tumble boy, dressed up fancy.  I love it.  You’re like a gorgeous present on Candlenights.”

“Taako,” Magnus chuckled, “You don’t have to humor me.”

“Humor you?” Taako cried.  “I would do no such thing.  Taako is not interested in making people feel better about themselves just because.  No no no, Taako appreciates beauty when he sees it, and right now-” he squeezed Magnus’ sides softly to accentuate his point.  “Taako likes what he sees.”

Magnus didn’t answer, and Taako took that as an opportunity to put his hand on the apex of Magnus’ belly.  He felt it rise and fall as Magnus sighed heavily.

“Forgetting about the fact that I adore you,” Taako continued, “Everyone at the Bureau loves you.  They’re family.  Absolutely none of them are going to look at you and say ‘Oh, well, Burnsides has really let himself go.’  It’s not going to happen.”

“They won’t say it,” Magnus muttered.

“They won’t think it either,” Taako answered, “Why would they?  What they’ll say is ‘Oh Magnus it’s so great to see you, you look great as always!’ and what they’ll think is ‘Magnus looks great!  So happy and healthy and strong, just like he’s always been.’  Because you are.”

“I’ve gained weight since the Bureau,” Magnus said.

“Yeah being retired, living with a world-class chef, and not literally running for your life all the time will do that,” Taako admitted, “But so what?  Who the fuck cares what you weigh?  You were chubby back then too.”

“Yeah but back then there was no time to think about it,” Magnus admitted.  “I’ve got nothing but time now.  It’s just…  I wasn’t always heavy.”

“I know honey, but having a body that resets itself after a year will do that,” Taako answered softly.  “It’s easy to stay one way when you literally can’t change.  We were all like that.”

“But when I settled down with Julia after the rebellion I gained weight,” Magnus continued, “And no one ever said anything, but I knew they were thinking ‘Oh, Magnus has gone soft in married life.’  I was the leader of the rebellion, but afterwards people didn’t treat me the same.”

“Maggie honey,” Taako said, softly patting Magnus, “Maybe they weren’t treating you the same way because they no longer had to worry about a life and death situation, and could go back to just being normal folks again?”

“I.. I guess,” Magnus said softly.

“There is literally not a person in this Plane who would think less of you for gaining a little weight,” Taako insisted.  “If anything, they would be happy for you, finally being able to relax and live your fucking life.  And if anyone did say anything, I’d turn them into a frog or something.”

“Don’t turn our friends into frogs,” Magnus urged.

“If they give you shit about your weight they’re not friends,” Taako replied firmly.  “You’re still very healthy, you’re extremely happy, and you could still bench press a bull if you wanted to.  Anyone who gives you shit about your waistline does not have what’s important in mind.”

“And what’s important?” Magnus asked.

“You,” Taako answered easily.  “You, Magnus Burnsides, as a person.”

Taako moved so Magnus could see himself in the mirror again, and Taako wrapped his arms around his chest, pressing into him from behind.

“You know what I see when I look at you?” Taako whispered.  “I see a warrior.  I see someone who helped protect hundreds of worlds.  Got a few battle scars to prove it as well.”  Magnus gingerly put his hand to his face, to the raking of scars left by the Power Bear in their final confrontation.  “And I see a soft, caring man, who put the needs of others before himself for so long that he feels guilty he finally earned the right to enjoy life.”  Taako kissed Magnus’ cheek softly.  “And I see the love of my life, who I adore and would love no matter what size he was, but I admit I’m fond of the plush model I have now.”

Magnus blushed, and Taako tightened his arms around him.

“Thanks Taako,” Magnus said, putting a hand to his belly.

Taako kissed his neck.  “I’m just standing in my truth right now big guy,” he hummed against Magnus’ skin.  “You’re very easy to love.  Now, ah-” he let his hands wander down Magnus’ curves softly, taking Magnus’ hand with them.  “It would be an absolute shame if something were to happen to these nice duds before the wedding.  Maybe you should... take them off.”

At that Magnus laughed heartily as Taako’s dexterous fingers untied the sash.

“Right now?”

“Listen, future Taako is gonna need to figure out how to get you out of this thing when we are very drunk and very full of cake,” Taako teased, slowly pulling up the fabric of the tunic.  “I need the practice.  Because you’re irresistible right now, and I will want to pounce on you the second the reception is over.  Maybe a few times during.”

Taako managed to get his hands under the folds of the tunic, and was gently caressing Magnus’ stomach.  He traced the warm soft swell of it, and Magnus released a very content sigh.  He knew Taako loved him.  He knew he was loved, and that his appearance didn’t affect that, but Taako’s open affection and praise for him did a lot to dissuade his worries.

This wedding was going to be a lot of fun.

Then Taako slowly pulled away, taking hold of the hem of the tunic and pulling Magnus back towards the bed.

“Be careful,” Magnus laughed as he followed the pull.  “I’ll have to explain to Carey what happened if you ruin it.”

“What can I say?” Taako admitted, “I’m eager to show you how much I love every bit of you.  Now please take it off.  Carey doesn’t want to find out I ripped it off you in attempt to kiss every inch of you.”

“Please save that for after the reception,” Magnus giggled, leaning in for a kiss on the lips.

Taako grinned mischievously.  “If you insist.”

Let me know if you liked this and I may be convinced to write some follow up sexytimes.

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one of my like eight WIPs is a fic where Magnus was asked to be in Team Sweet Flips’ wedding, but the groomsman outfit makes him feel not great about his body and standing up in front of a whole bunch of people, so Taako has to reassure him that he’s handsome and perfect exactly how he is.

I never draw my Magnus with his hair down but this is what it would look like also I just realized I rocked this exact haircut at my BFFs wedding.

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Continuation of this nonsense.  Taako does not have the animal handling proficiency needed for this check.  Treats and tummy rubs only go so far.

I guess even tho this one is spicy it’s less so than the last one, so no cut.

Dear folks I’m sorry I’m flooding the taag with this nonsense but it’s so good.

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Taako slowly unbuttoning Magnus’ shirt and kissing down his belly, sinking down to his knees in front of him.

Taako reaching that soft skin just under the curve of his stomach, and Magnus makes the most perfect noise.

Taako immediately diving in to kiss again and again so he can hear that perfect noise forever.

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Chubby Magnus Headcanons

I’m trying to avoid writing chubby magnus fanfic because I have actual things I need to do with my life beyond “be known on tumblr as that one chubby magnus person.”  But here’s a dump of thoughts about my ruff boi, his soft tum, food, strength, body image, and Taako that I wrote instead of working on actual things.

IPRE Magnus was pretty trim, and not having consequences last longer than a year was a part of that.  Even though he forgot what had happened to him, having his body returned to a natural state of aging and growth messed with his metabolism, and he started to gain weight almost immediately after the mind wipe, despite still being physically active.

Magnus gained most of his visible weight during his time with Julia, and though he sometimes got embarrassed, she was always supportive of him and made him feel okay with being heavyset.  She was heavy herself, and would rub his stomach at night when he was having trouble falling asleep.  She said that it was a Happy Weight, and she made him very happy so it must have been true.

Magnus is appreciative of good food, especially after being on the road for a long time eating nothing but rations.  He understands what it feels like to be hungry, and is thankful that he rarely is.  When in a new place, he always tries local delicacies, even if they end up being gross.  He’s a terrible cook and considers being a chef a great gift.  He’s always thankful when people cook for him, and will praise them even if he doesn’t like the food.

Being friends with Killian and Brad, who are also Big and Thicc, has made Magnus more understanding of his weight and how it has no relation to his strength or abilities as a fighter.  Orcs and half-orcs generally run heavy, and it’s considered a sign of good health in their culture, so Killian compliments Magnus’ body’s performance when they train together, and Brad always has positive things to say about his appearance whenever they see each other.

There are some Taagnus oriented ones under the cut as well so you don’t have to see them if you don’t want to.

Magnus in battle is never afraid of tearing off a shirt if it gets ripped or is holding him back, but the first time he’s undressing for a partner he gets self conscious, suddenly afraid of what they will think of him.  Sometimes he’ll leave his shirt on if his partner doesn’t ask, something that it took Taako a little while to figure out.  He thought Magnus was just too excited to fully undress.

When Taako finally realizes that Magnus is embarrassed, he does his best to shower Magnus with praise and positivity.  Taako understands what it feels like to hate your body, and doesn’t want Magnus to feel that way.  It’s a lot of compliments and attention and spending time exploring each other’s bodies, but Magnus realizes that his weight has nothing to do with how attractive he is to Taako. 

Taako sometimes goes to the gym with Magnus if he wants the support, and they’ll work out together.  Magnus is exercising because he wants to be healthy and strong, not because he wants to alter or change his appearance, and Taako helps Magnus set training goals focused on strength and stamina rather than weight.  They do a lot of couple’s yoga with Killian and Carey.

Taako loves to pinch and grab at Magnus’ belly, hips, and chest when they’re playing around in bed.  At first Magnus thought he was making fun of him, but Taako made it clear he loved how easy he is to grab hold of.  How there’s so much of him to love.  He spends a lot of time kissing up and down his stomach and telling him how handsome he is.

Taako makes Magnus one of his favorite foods when he wants to spoil him.  Not too much, Magnus sometimes feels guilty about eating too much despite everything, but Taako will make him a personal-sized chocolate cake to celebrate good news or a single ramekin of hearty mac and cheese when he has a rough day.  Magnus loves curling up after a filling meal and snuggling with Taako, and Taako loves being enveloped by Magnus’ soft body.

When he gets more comfortable Taako encourages Magnus to embrace his body, and they experiment with lingerie as a way to accentuate and celebrate it.  Tight lacy panties especially do well for them.  Taako is sure to spend these encounters lavishing praise on Magnus and making sure he feels loved.  He loves the way the fabric clings tight to his partner’s curves.

Oh god am I gonna end up writing this fic I must be strong I must resist the urge to be That One Person.

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the only word of dissent on my chubby magnus post came from my brother who was just like...

Him: yeah okay but... I just can’t seen Magnus ‘Rushes in’ Burnsides skipping leg day.

Me: that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have a soft tum.

Him:  .... yeah that’s fair.