#give her a lil chub

[baylardian-1]

Some lil baby Liam with Kathryn heehee.

Top one's around Architects of Infinity when they set down on the planet, it describes Kathryn as wearing an undershirt with a messy bun and Chakotay's absolutely SMITTEN at how happy she looks to be doing science and research and away mission stuff again.

And then just her walkin' around with a lil shadow trailing behind. :)

[virtuald0ll]

𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲𝐬 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥

♡⸝⸝𝒶𝓁𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓃𝒶𝓉𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓁𝓎 | 𝒦𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜, 𝒯𝑜𝒿𝒾, 𝒮𝒶𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓊 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶 𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇

⌞♡⸝⸝ 𝒞𝑜𝓃𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓈⌝ NSFW, Age gap (Reader is 21), Petnames, Dilf fucker Reader (Toji), established relationship (Gojo), small hint of degradation, ⌞♡⸝⸝ 𝒲𝑜𝓇𝒹 𝒞𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉s⌝ 1.3k ⌞♡⸝⸝ 𝒟𝑜𝓁𝓁𝓎'𝓈 𝑀𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒶𝑔𝑒⌝ First Post yippieee, got a little carried away on Kento's part ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝) for Gojo's part I'd like to mention that he only felt attracted to reader once she was 18 (legal age in my country). English is not my first language!! Not Proofread!

♡⸝⸝𝒦𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜

He knew he shouldn't but , he couldn't resist it, he couldn't resist you. He was too old for you , in his opinion, you should be with someone the same age as you , not his age. But why was it that you always came crawling back to him? He couldn't deny you anymore as much as he wanted , even though he didn't want to deny you, his facade was crumbling more and more each time. Each and every single caress your hands left on his arm, that sweet smile on your face whenever you greeted him and brought him something from the bakery. He wanted you , but his mind didn't let him , you shouldn't be with someone like him , someone who was nearing his thirties and couldn't give you what you wanted. The age gap worried him , but all those worries flew over his head when you sat down on his lap. That stupid pencil skirt of yours riding up and revealing more of your sheer tights cladded thighs. He swallowed a thick lump as he leaned back into his chair , his eyes never leaving yours as his breathing turned uneven. Your hand reached out , fingers brushing his blonde locks back and out of his face before gently grabbing his glasses and pulling them off of his face.

The tension waas thick , thick enough to be cut with a knife , his heart hammering against his chest. Kiss her , Kiss her , Kiss her, he was having an internal battle himself , his mind fighting against his heart , like a little devil and angel on his shoulders — but in the end, he listened to his heart. Your lips felt so soft against his dry ones , his calloused hands roaming your body over your clothes , his right hand groping your ass befoe garbbing the fabric of your pencil skirt and hiking it up to your waist. Your tights just screamed at him to rip them open , a quiet ripping noise ringing in your ears as he tore the thin fabric up — ultimately creating a big hole in your crotch.

You moaned softly as his cock started to chub in his trousers , a dent froming as all the blood in his body rushed down to his cock. Your ass pressed against it , his hard cock fitting so perfectly between your ass cheeks. " What happened to me being too young fro you?", you mumbled against his lips , earning gruff huff from him. "Be quiet Sweetheart.. I've changed my mind, I'm listening to my heart now", it didn't take long for your panties to be pushed aside , his thick length stretching your tight walls around the girth of it — he didn't care anymore , age was just a number as long as everyone is off age , nor did he care that anyone could walk in any moment , he was too focused on how well your pussy took his cock.

♡⸝⸝𝒯𝑜𝒿𝒾

"Always such a sweet 'lil thing for me , aren't 'ya? Taking my cock so good and deep into that slutty little hole of yours. You like fucking old man , don't 'ya?", his voice was almost mocking you as he rammed his cock inside your cunt , his fat tip kissing your cervix with each thurst his hips delivered, Wet squelching noises rung in your ears — wet squelching noises your pussy created. You could only moan in reply , his rough hand gliding down your bare back , thick fingers wrapping around the back of your neck to press your head further into the pillow. "Your pussy is the best.. taking me so fucking well. So tight and warm , so sensitive and easy to play with", he snickered hoarsely, smoke coming out of his mouth after he took a drag of his cigarette before leaning over and placing the burning cigarette into the ashtray on the night stand. His hands firmly grabbed your shoulders , forcing your back to arch as he pulled you up and fucked you back against his cock — his cock bullying its way deeper inside your cunt, so deep that it had your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

"If only you could see how much your pussy is creaming my cock ... such a slutty hole you have", he grunted under his breath as he felt your creamy hole clenching around his cock , his thrusts getting rougher than before. Your pussy was such a cute lil thing to him , so easy to please and always taking his huge cock like a champ , as if you were a pocket pussy created just for him. He didn't care if this was wrong , pussy is pussy , even if you were one of Megumis Friends — if only his son knew how much of a cockhungry slut his dear friend was. The same friend his son always spoke so highly about , the same friend who'd in the beginning give him shy little smiles — the same friend who was now chanting his name like a mantra and moaning like a slut.

♡⸝⸝ 𝒮𝒶𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓊

He didn't care if you were younger than him , he just waited for you to graduate befoer shooting his shot — after all , a Student-Teacher relationship was scandalous. But god , was it hard to resist you — he may or may not have pulled you away during your training just to make out with you in the empty classroom. You were always so obedient and listened to everything he said , but you also fought back just to rile him up — just like now. "What? Are you too old now to fuck me properly?", you teased as his pace slowed down , his blue eyes looking down at you with a loving gaze, a smirk spreading on his face. "Not excatly , just thought I'd slow down just in case you weren't going to be able to handle me Sweetheart", truth to be told , he didn't want to get rough with you despite how much he loved rough sex — you were just so delicate in his eyes. He wasn't sure if you were going to be able to handle him , but lately , he was having a hard time controlling himself. He wanted to fuck you hard and rough , to have you screaming his name , scratching him up and creaming his cock — but he never showed you his rough side. You could only snort in reply.

"Oh please , not being able to handle what? Your soft vanilla pace?", you taunted him , you knew that he had more in him, he practically gave you nothing. "Oh? I'll show you sweetheart... I'll show you how a real man fucks , not like those wimpy losers you used to date", he leaned back , his knees digging into the matress as he grabbed your thighs and draped them over his shoulders before leaning forward , making your knees bend and press against your chest. "Don't complain later ...", he mumbled under his breath before moving his hips again — at first , slowly to get you used to the change of positon, your eyes already rolling back and closing from how deep he was inside you. His ego was boosting as he watched your mouth fall open , a confident smirk on his face as he watched the way your eyes flew open as he put you in a mating press and drilled his cock inside your tight cunt.

Your hands were desperately clinging onto him as he fucked you just the way he liked — deep and rough. He was sure that his back was going to bleed with how your nails dug into his skin , scratching his pale back up and painting red scratch marks on it, his back your canva and your nails your paint brush. Your mind was fuzzy , you didn't know how long he had been going for you to already cum 4 times while he didn't even cum once.

[kpopscruggles]

Hi Scruggles! It's 🍞 anon again! I was hoping I could request something with chubby reader x Haechan?

Hey babes! I’m not taking full fic requests atm but I can easily write a lil timestamp for you! I hope you enjoy and thanks for requesting!

I'm also so happy you guys are enjoying my chubby reader content!

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His head on your shoulder, his hands rubbing the chin from your stomach to your thighs as he watched you kiss on the canvas and write a simple message for him at the bottom. His boss buried in your neck to smell your perfume mixed with your natural scent. Taking one last deep breath he kisses your neck to the space behind your ear as his eyes stayed on you. Watching his kisses cause your thick thighs to rub together to her any friction on that sweet pussy you had hidden from him behind those shorts.  

Haechan wasn’t an animal, he wasn’t just going to force your legs open. He could get them to open in other ways. although his hands soon stayed on your thighs, a small chuckle leaving him after you spoke "I know what you're doing”. He denied it “I just wanna touch my beautiful baby…”. That’s all it took, and you had slowly spread your legs for him to touch you more. 

A sigh left him again seeing your bare pussy hiding under the sweatshirt. The plushy hood of your cunt being visible to him as he slowly ran his fingers over it before making his way to your slit. Lightly pushing his two fingers in just to hear your sweet little whines. His sweet baby waiting for him to finger fuck your cunt. So precious. 

His cock twitched as he slipped the two fingers in watching your thighs swallow his arm as you shut them. smiling he used his free hand so slowly spread your legs again. “Does it feel good?” a smirk leaving his lips as he whispered the obvious question before making a pace as his fingers ran against your gummy walls. His free hand now spreading your cunt to get a good feel of your swollen clit.  

A simple “mhm” leaving your lips as you leaned back putting your body weight against his chest, this only made his cock twitch more. To be between your thighs, fucking your pretty cunt, watching your chub as he pounds into you relentlessly. He wanted to keep his composure for now though and make sure he pleased his pretty girl. 

Giveon playing in the background now the last of his cares as moans started to slip from your lips. You always sounded so pretty to him, knowing his fingers made you feel that way made his ego huge, and his heart practically burst out of his chest. “Are you gonna cum baby?” that all it took “go on~ I want you to cum, let it go for me, I've got you”. He watched your thighs shiver making him chuckle as he left kisses on your cheek down to your shoulder.  

Feeling your cunt tighten every time he pulled his fingers from you slightly. Your pussy giving the sweetest noises from how wet you were. His fingers were sticky and slick in the best way possible. All this happening as he watched you cum, giving him your release. Your chest heaving as his slick fingers ran back up your hood before he took his fingers in his mouth. Seeing you glance up at him he smiled before giving you a kiss giving you a small “thank you”. 

He was always grateful to you for letting him touch you.  

[ifangirlalot]

If you're comfortable with that just know I'll be requesting again soon hehe

I was thinking- finn with a chubby/thick fem reader ?

I think it would be so cute to see him wanting to have his hands all over her 24/7 because of how soft she must be

🍓 anon ? :)

˗ˏˋ 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 𝐌𝐄, 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 ˎˊ˗ | starring finn wolfhard

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

~fluff!~ [𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘]: fluff, fluff, fluff, and love for my curvy babies<3 (you're fucking gorgeous and i love the fuck out of all of you)

Also! Omg, I would fucking love if you guys used cute lil emojis as your nicknames, that would be fucking adorable.

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

𓂃❨˖ ₊ ⊹ UGH. DAMN GIRL, YOU ARE SO FUCKING FINE.

𓂃❨˖ ₊ ⊹ ^^^ Says Finn at least ten times a day. He means it sincerely. Like, he has never meant something more in his life. He loves your curves and your chub. He needs to touch it constantly to feel fulfilled.

𓂃❨˖ ₊ ⊹ You're just so soft and cute. Finn doesn't feel good if he can't put his hands on your cute little belly or on your thick thighs.

𓂃❨˖ ₊ ⊹ He wants to kiss your sweet skin constantly and run his hands along your figure, letting his hands ride those curves like backroads. There's so much of you to love, and he has no shortage of attention to give.

𓂃❨˖ ₊ ⊹ Please, PLEASE sit on his lap. Let him hold you. Straddle him with your thighs. Let him tell you about how fucking sexy he thinks you are.

𓂃❨˖ ₊ ⊹ Finn is the world's biggest hypeman. Wear short skirts and croptops around him so he can kiss your belly and your thighs and give them cute little squeezes.

"Baby, I'm not even joking. Please, PLEASE crush me with your thighs. Break every fucking bone in my body with them, I am BEGGING you."

𓂃❨˖ ₊ ⊹ Do not ever give him the "I don't wanna crush you :(" shit. GODDAMN IT, SIT DOWN ON HIS LAP AND LET HIM HOLD YOU.

𓂃❨˖ ₊ ⊹ If you have stretch marks, Finn would love to touch them and kiss them and just trace them for hours without showing any signs of getting bored.

𓂃❨˖ ₊ ⊹ ^^^ calls them your tiger stripes.

[the-anime-enthusiast]

MHA CHARACTERS TYPE IN WOMEN

#3 Shoto Todoroki

SHOTO TODOROKI - PHYSICAL

Bro does not care 😭🙏 I personally believe that romance is very hard for him to understand and emerse himself in, so whenever he finally meets someone nice he barely pays attention to the physical ✋😌

Besides that I still gotta provide some grounds of his attraction so to start I think he likes slim women, not like super skinny, he's okay with some chub but he prefers athleticism (I blame his dad), someone who looks like they run cross country 🫡

LEGS LEGS LEGS you got long legs? Folded. 8 different ways. 🫡 He likes em bigger, skinny, muscle, bro does not care, he just likes them 🙂‍↔️ Finds himself laying next to you at night rubbing them, not even in a sexual way, just like giving massages and touching them 🧍‍♀️

Long hair 😉 He prefers someone with natural color, just any natural color honestly, BUT AN ABSOLUTE SUCKER FOR LONG STRAIGHT BLACK HAIR ‼️(momo cough cough) He's a very traditional man and finds beauty in traditional women 🤧

Small boobs ✋😌 He's never been a sexual person but loves em, something easy to grab 🌚

If you dress like a mom or a teacher he's puddy 🧍‍♀️ I believe he has a hard time expressing his feelings and understanding his own thoughts so this, he just kinda rolls with 😭 You got a thin maxi skirt, cardigan, SOME GLASSES? He's done for. K.O.‼️

Features don't matter a lot for him buuutt HE LOVES BEAUTY MARKS‼️ Like a lil mole on the face like Marilyn Monroe, he's checked out. His fav random feature he likes 🌞

SHOTO TODOROKI - MENTAL

Smart women 🙇‍♀️ Loves a big brain and someone who can just as logical as he is, seeing things for what they are on face surface 🙂‍↕️

motherly women 😭 He doesn't get it either but if you cook and clean for him ✋ Play with his hair til he falls asleep in your arms ✋ KISS HIS FOREHEAD ✋ He's a pile of puddy for you to play with bro 😭 He loves it 😌

SWEET AND GENTLE WHO DONT UNDERSTAND THEIR OWN STRENGTH‼️ He loves to give reassurance to the people he loves and ABSOLUTELY LOVES giving compliments, making you feel good about yourself, so when you often doubt yourself he kinda likes it 😭 Gives him an excuse to constantly tell you how great your doing and when you accept his compliments with warmth and love he practically dies 🫶

SHOTO TODOROKI - RANDOM

Had a crush on Kiyoko from HAIKYUU 🧍‍♀️ Watched it when he was like 12 and that was the first time he ever had a lil crush on somebody 🤭

LOVED watching the Geisha as a kid, always admired them so much, thought they were the most beautiful women he's ever seen too ❤️

BOARD GAMES‼️ Loves playing some board games with his s/o 🤩 Loves to play Mahjong, complex card games, even some of the new stuff like cards against humanity, but only when someone there to help him understand what's so funny about the game 😭🫶

Making tea and sweets are fav past time for him and his girl, Indulging her in her baking fantasies 😚 (stealing his dad's credit card information and buying her all the expensive supplies she needs) 🌝🎂

TRADITIONAL CLOTHING ‼️ GETS THIS BOY GOOOOIIIINNNGGGG ‼️ He loves it so so much, in an innocent way even, something about it lights the fire in his soul 😶‍🌫️😶‍🌫️

THATS THE POST ‼️‼️Again, I've never been a huge fan of SHOTO but trust me ✋ I get it so HERES SOME HEAD CANNONS FOR YALL ‼️ Hope you enjoyed, I've always loved the idea that he's OBSESSED. with traditionalist things so writing about it was SO MUCH FUN ‼️

the Geisha thing is my fav ☺️ Just little SHOTO watching them go down the street with his mom, awestruck by their beauty 😭🫶🫶

THANKYOU FOR THE SUPPORT AND LOVE, IM SO SO GLAD YALL ENJOY MY DRABBLES ‼️ BYE BYE POOKIES 😚😚 (LEMME KNOW WHO ELSE I SHOULD DO, ILL DO ANY ME CHARACTER‼️) (literally any 👁️👁️)

YOURS TRULY ‼️ SMUDGE 😉

[guyfieriii]

Okay so I just watched the trailer for Wolfs and it sent me down a chain of thoughts that I fear will grip me in a chokehold for weeks to come. Anyway—

Ghost and Soap as a duo on the dark web whose services are helping people get out of sticky situations. One such situation being disposing of dead bodies. The reader gives them a call after having killed an ex or something and naturally when they come to take care of it, they break their only predetermined rule of doing the job and fucking off. However, taking one good look at her — bloodstained, eerily calm, with a pistol clenched in a tight fist and stood over a dead body, Ghost just goes : Might ‘ave to keep this one lil’ while, Johnny.

His instinct is further reinforced when he deliberately meets her eyes just as he drives a bone saw into a femur and she doesn’t so much as flinch. Johnny basically pops a chub just watching it happen.

[prodigal-sunlight]

Drawing a Zora based on each in-game fish. We’re on to the Chillfin Trout!

Wasn’t sure about the colors at first, but I like how it turned out! This is Chidra. Having been fascinated by weather since she was a young guppy, when Chidra grew up she decided to travel out to Hebra to study meteorology. She’s a polite and passionate young woman who spends most of her time hiking the mountains charting snowdrift and tracking glaciers. When she isn’t traveling the mountains, she comes back to rest and (attempt to) make friends in Rito Village. She tends to be forgetful and often gets lost in her work, but her brilliance is unmatched. Thanks to her studies, she’s begun experimenting with using Zora magic to manipulate ice in the same matter others manipulate water.

I’m trying to give the trout a mostly shorter and slimmer look than the bass because of their in-game models, but Chidra needed a lil layer of chub to keep her warm in the cold

[aegoniiwifey]

Ma’am, I don’t know how you feel about small dick aegon but I feel like this is a safe space to share my ramblings 😭💗

Just fkdkekskfsksls slightly soft aegon who’s just starting to get some chub accumulating on his belly and hips and he’s got this gorgeous little fat pad above his dick but his dick is so small and gods he’s so embarrassed because not only is he on the softer side but he’s aware his dick isn’t as grand as everybody else’s but by god when he meets the right girl she just immediately falls in love with every single part of him and the first time they ever have sex she just gets all doe eyed because her baby is so soft and so handsome and so perfect and his dick fits absolutely perfectly in her mouth and her hand and she never once has to strain or feel uncomfortable when she takes him and djdksksks she’d kiss all over his stomach and his lil fat pad before swallowing him whole and I know it’s probably unrealistic but I love the idea of her being so down bad for him that she cums just from sucking his small dick 😭 ugh baby boy would feel so damn loved and good about himself I feel feral

not going to lie this actually sounds hawt 🥵 seeing you get off from him, his fat despite the small dick, turns him on. the way you praise his body & beg for him. rutting against his fat pad, and teasing him to find his cock, looks smaller now with all the added padding. but seeing how you cum for him so easily, gives him so much satisfaction 🥵

[dootznbootz]

Tell me why when I saw this art of a character from a different fandom (her name is coronabeth) my first thought was that it was art of your version of Helen

https://www.tumblr.com/karmacat107/739094681480282112/crown-princess

Yeah!!! That's kind of how I imagine!!! She's got some chub on her!!! And it's super cute!! Thank you for giving me another lil reference for their "Looks"!!

[kpopscruggles]

ooh soobin🤤 he’s so dom coded but i also feel like he’s a bit of a loser/perv/incel like definitely begging to eat you out, whining when u tell him ur too busy “but baby let me just have a taste~” he’s definitely more of a service top, really just wants you to feel good and gets off on the way ur body reacts to him and his movements, he’s studied you every time you’ve been intimate so he knows exactly what you want, more importantly what you need~

i think his top kinks (in my fantasies) would be hair-pulling (he loves when ur so fucked out and feel so good you can’t help but pull on his hair😩), overstimulation<333 loves making u cum so hard that there are tears in ur eyes<33 wants to keep going and soothes you with “i know you can give me one more, baby” also i like corruption kink with him, he’d want u to be his sweet fuckdoll and show u everything you need to know and mold you into the perfect pussy for him to use<3 kinda goes against service top a lil but like i think he’d just be so turned on being the one to make u act like such a slut :)

also he likes chubby girls. thanks. he thinks they’re just so cute with soft, youthful faces and plush thighs he wants to be able to squeeze you, thinks you look so ethereal and feminine with a soft, curvy shape and the little chub on ur inner thighs and hips<3333

Soobin will NEVER beat the perv allegations, this man is so into you that he’d probably take your stuff like lipgloss even and just think about how you run it against your lips everyday.

Your his baby, his everything, he as your boyfriend is there to please you. That’s the soobin mindset!! He wants to take care of you so good it puts you to sleep and if that means eating your sweet pussy, letting you use him like a toy, or him railing you into the mattress he’s gonna do it, because it’s for his baby.

This man is a sucker for when you pull his hair, missionary, his friend against yours, seeing your tucked out face as you just grip his hair and shoulders to “try” and relax yourself from the second orgasm. “Your doing so good, I knew you could cum again~ are you ready to take my cum? I know you are~ I’m ready to give it to you” Like overstimulation is almost a risky routine for you two.

I also do feel like soobin is one of the guys that feels he needs to at least experience a pretty plump girl, I seen him as a type who doesn’t care before or after having that experience but he will admit going along with the service dom vibes he loves to make sure his plump baby feels sexy in her skin because she is.

[scribblestatic]

Another Chub update to make the day brighter

Two things:

One, when I think of Izuku sweating from surprise, nervousness, or fear, it's like this:

Just add the cutest, most nervous puppy eyes, and there you have it. I hope I describe it well enough that you all see it, too.

Also, aint it just grand her first name's Izumi? It just fits.

And two, I just... I keep thinking of chubby!Izuku as a fat lil mongoose doing his best.

Also, did you know that mongooses are one of the few facultatively carnivorous animals with horizontal pupils? It gives them a wider field of vision common in prey animals like sheep and goats.

Current studies assume this is because, while they are predators, they are also prey to many creatures in their environment. They also consistently face off against snakes, which would tend to hide from a narrower field of view.

So, mongooses can protect themselves by being extremely sensitive to their environment.

This chub Izuku is like a mongoose. He's chonk, but he can still kill snakes if the situation calls for it. I love him so much.

Anyway, that's your animal fact for today. Now, onto the AU stuffs.

(blanket tw for fatshaming as always, and also, some self-esteem and internalized issues)

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Toshinori enters the nurse's office, expecting the boy to be unconscious after being kissed to heal his punctured leg. But, to his genuine surprise, the boy is awake, sitting up in bed with an IV of blood attached to his arm.

While he does look tired, his eyes half-closed, he is surprisingly not exhausted enough to be knocked out. A kiss to heal a punctured artery would certainly have anyone else down for the count.

Upon his entrance, the conversation between Recovery Girl and the young boy stops. He looks up from the elderly woman to the door with that same tired look.

But the exhaustion fades immediately, replaced with cold panic as his eyes open wide. Young Midoriya turns away from him, as though if he doesn't look at him, Toshinori won't see him in return.

Ah.

Before Toshinori can say anything, Recovery Girl cuts in, her voice sickly sweet.

"Oh, there you are, young man. I was just wondering where you were."

"Ah...yes. You see, I wanted to--"

"Talk about the incident in your class today? Oh, don't worry. We'll be having a meeting after school."

...Well. He should expect at least this much. The boy's injury was rather severe, and who knows what Young Midoriya rightfully reported about the issue from class? Perhaps he shouldn't be surprised if his teaching license gets revoked.

"U-Uhm..."

The two look over to the boy, who is worrying his bedsheet with his fingers, sweating nervously. He cautiously looks up toward them in short glances, mostly keeping his gaze down.

"Uh...is... Is All Might, uhm...in trouble because of me?"

Recovery Girl stares at the young boy for a moment before speaking.

"Why did you call him All Might, dearie?"

Immediately, the boy's hands shoot up over his mouth, sweat practically flying off of him now.

"Ah, don't worry, don't worry." Recovery Girl slides her chair from her desk over toward him. "You're not in trouble. Rather, I was surprised you knew who he was, even in his current form."

"Oh...it's, uhm. He rescued me...a few months back. And, uhm...I happened to...see him."

"I see. So you didn't learn about it at school?"

Instead of answering verbally, he shakes his head, his hands slowly, stiltedly lowering from his mouth.

"I-I'm sorry. I just, I thought... I thought the teachers would..."

"No, you assumed correctly, dearie. The teachers do know. The students don't, so remember to keep it a secret, alright? Call him Yagi-sensei in the future if you see him like this."

"Yes... I'm sorry, sensei."

"Ah, don't worry, Young Midoriya. You didn't cause any harm. If anything, I need to thank you for keeping this secret so well. Even after rescuing you that day, I've seen no new news or rumors about my strength."

He doesn't react much to the praise, quietly and nervously fiddling with the sheet.

"And, well, about your question--"

"He is in quite a bit of trouble, but it's certainly not your fault," Recovery Girl finished, her smile tight.

"Eh? B-But..."

"No buts, dear. Like I said, a femoral artery injury like yours could have killed you. If you'd been in my care even a few minutes slower..."

She looks like she wants to say more, but she holds herself back. Instead, she just pats the boy's right leg.

"You're alive and you're going to be okay. That's what matters most. The adults have a responsibility to you to make sure you can learn heroics safely. And we've failed that here--"

"N-No!" The boy quickly apologizes for interrupting her, but he continues. "I mean, I was just--I was the one who couldn't keep up. This, uhm, the hero course is usually for people with quirks, so, uhm... So it's not All Mi--Yagi-sensei's fault that it happened. No one saw it coming, so, uhm, it was a surprise to everyone. Th-That's why, I think, uhm..."

He loses steam after a bit, worrying his lip as he forces himself to finish.

"I... It's okay. I'm okay. And I didn't die, so... And, uhm, it could happen in a real life setting. It was just, ah, a show of, uhm, what could...really happen. If I...manage to become a hero. So. It... Uhm...was a good lesson. I just have to be better. I have to... I have to be as good as everyone else. That's all. It's no one else's fault but mine."

The adults stay quiet for a good moment, and he starts to sweat nervously again, unsure of the reason for their silence.

"So then, dear, whose fault is it that your classmate let out an explosion that could've killed you in an enclosed setting?"

"Oh, uhm, that's just how Kacchan is. And it's fair that he'd want to, uhm, try out his new gear. Anyone would want to. So, he just... I just kinda got him fired up."

"Whose fault is it the building collapsed on you in a training lesson?"

"It's...mine. If I'd been faster, then I could've... I could've avoided falling."

"And, whose fault is it that your leg was impaled on a metal bar?"

He hesitates to answer, but it doesn't seem like they'll be moving forward with anything else until his does. So he says what he's thinking.

"Uhm...I guess...me? I mean, uhm. If I'd positioned myself--"

Recovery Girl shakes her head.

"I very strongly disagree. After all, it's not a hero's fault if something or someone injures them on the job when they try to move as safely as possible. Considering what you went through, I think you did wonderfully to only have the injury you did."

They all go quiet for a moment as the boy fiddles with the sheet. She speaks up again.

"You've been tired for a good bit. Why don't you try taking a nap again?"

"Eh? Uhm... It's okay. I can sleep at home, so..."

"...Well, I suppose you can."

Recovery Girl uses her cane to push herself to the other side of the room, opening a closet to pull out a crutch.

"The crack in your femur healed, as did the artery, but you should treat your leg delicately for a little while longer. Reduce the amount of weight on it for the next two days, then we'll take a look at it again, alright?"

"Mmn."

The boy moves to the edge of the bed, both legs free where a person would usually have to wear a cast. But he had enough energy for his body to heal up much faster. After adjusting the crutch to his height and waiting for Recovery Girl to remove his IV, Young Midoriya stands up, the crutch supporting his weight on the left side.

"Uhm, thank you very much, Recovery Girl."

"I'd prefer not to see you in my office again for quite some time, dearie."

Though he sweats with embarrassment, he nods, his smile wobbly. Then, he heads toward the door, though he pauses and looks up at Toshinori with wide eyes.

"...Yag...uhm...All Might. I promise I'll do better. Uhm...thank you for teaching today."

"...Of course, Young Midoriya. Have a safe trip home."

Although still nervous, the boy manages to smile at him before exiting the room.

The two adults stand there silently for a good minute. Recovery Girl would usually have quite a bit to say, but after speaking to the boy, she figured he was getting the picture.

And indeed, Toshinori was.

He'd really, really messed up. Not just today, but those months back, too. But especially today.

Because he had quite seriously considered asking the boy to reconsider his dream to be a hero. Even though what happened today was entirely his own fault, he still had that thought at the back of his mind.

Wasn't he quirkless once? Didn't he have a dream of being a hero all those years back?

Why would he be so dedicated to stifling someone who already very clearly stifles himself?

"Well."

He hears the rhythmic click of Recovery Girl's cane as she reaches the door. She gazes up at him, her expression shifting further with concern upon seeing the look on his face.

"It's time for the meeting now."

"...Right."

--- ---

And since I'm kinda running outta steam, back to drabble form briefly.

Ochako, Tooru, Mina, Tsuyu, Rikido, Eijirou, Tenya, Denki, and Fumikage all stayed after class ended to continue discussing some of their thoughts about the hero course. Of course, they were rather surprised by how dangerous it could get, but in the end, they came to a tentative reasoning that heroics in general was dangerous. At least they have a better idea of what they're getting themselves into.

"It's like...a wakeup call. We're here, now. So we've gotta stitch it up!" Eijirou says, motivated.

Some of the more active classmates get caught up in his positive energy. Though, others silently still think about how excessively dangerous Midoriya's turn had been. Tsuyu really had meant it when she said that explosion perhaps could've killed her.

Fumikage also couldn't quite get Dark Shadow's description of the scene in the darkness out of his mind. Of a boy, on his back with his leg pierced and bleeding, forced to hold his shield up against the rocks on top of him with all his remaining strength.

His and Tsuyu's worry about him kept them waiting more than the improvement discussions, but it was a nice change of pace.

Izuku gets back to his classroom, and the kids that don't know him yet formally introduce themselves to him. He's surprised by the sudden introductions, but he smiles, a bit of sweat coming off of him nervously. He's genuine when he says he's very happy to meet them.

Denki asks about his leg, and Izuku says it's alright, that he healed up very nicely and just has to take it easy on himself for a bit as the healing finalizes. While they're all quite happy to hear that, Tooru can't help but ask what's the deal with Ba-kun.

"Ah... We grew up together, and he's just kinda...ehm... He's a very motivated person. He gets excited and...sometimes that means he doesn't think about what he's doing completely. But he's super smart, so..."

"Damn... Never thought I'd hear you compliment the guy who essentially got you stabbed in the leg," Denki chuckles wearily.

"I mean, to be fair, he didn't exactly put the rebar there. Plus, he looked super shocked, too. I don't think he meant to set it off like that," Eijirou adds, to which Izuku quite vehemently agrees.

"He's rough at times... But he wants to be a hero and...Ah. Did he happen to stay behind?"

"Not that I know of. I think he left not long after the bell, gero. Though, Eraser Head-sensei did call him into another room. Not sure if he's still here."

"Oh..."

After a bit more talking, they all start heading home, with Tenya, Ochako, and now Tooru taking the train together until they reach their stops. Izuku feels a tingle down his neck as they leave the school grounds, and he looks back to see if anyone was there. Seeing no one, he keeps going with the others.

Once he's further away, Katsuki looks from the side of the building he was...resting near. His expression is pinched with irritation, but he doesn't know what to do with the swirling in his chest.

His quirk pops in his hands, and with the sparks, he sees flashes of Deku's profusely bleeding leg impaled on the rebar. His right shoulder throbs, though Recovery Girl had already kissed him, his muscles sufficiently recovered.

There'd be an investigation continuing regarding his...outburst. Disciplinary action was imminent, but the actual form of it isn't something he knows just yet.

All he knows is that he fucked up really badly and his quirk almost killed someone.

For all he talks about murdering someone with his quirk, he's never thought of doing that to Deku. Murdering civilians is a villain sort of thing. Roughing him up is fine, but he's never wanted the stupid bastard truly dead. Definitely not by his own hands.

But that almost happened cause he miscalculated. And he almost ended his own career because he fucking miscalculated. If Deku would just fucking leave heroics to those who could actually do it, then--

"I think I maybe would’ve died if I couldn’t get away and was faced against that, gero."

"He was too focused on his prejudice to consider the ramifications of his actions."

"This was just supposed to be training, gero…"

"Bakugou-san’s explosions, from the beginning, could’ve threatened the bomb if it wasn’t stably manufactured."

Katsuki grits his teeth, fingers curling as more sparks pop in his hands...

But they eventually putter out. Only then does he start making his way home.

[hazbeans-for-thee]

Here’s some things I WISH were considered fanon:

Snake on his hat is alive and he gossips to her

Uses the cane bc his lower back was fucked up after he fell to Hell

I can never make up my mind between him being a lightweight or being unable to get drunk bc of his angelic heritage, so take whichever one you like best

Decent with cooking as a whole, but has mastered most breakfast foods and baking

Give that man a lil chub!! He deserves it as a treat!

The type of guy to have goofy cartoon sound effects follow him and kind of follows cartoon logic (like being able to walk off a ledge and being completely fine unless he looks down)

Friends with the rest of the deadly sins, either as a dad figure or as a really good companion

Had an amicable split with Lilith, the two of them are still ““married”” but they’re open and both agreed that they can see other people

A people pleaser to a fault

Things about Lucifer that the entire fandom seems to have decided to be universal truths and honestly I can't agree more

Calls Alastor Bambi

Likes the smell of cinnamon

Has horrible bedhead when first waking up

Always working on ducks in his free time. Always. Very little exceptions.

Regularly calling Charlie "Char-Char"

Regularly calling Alastor a "tacky piece of shit"

Master of eating pussy

[rawrmeansilyindinosawr]

Pooperz

every song i listen 2 from now ONN / mo0bin forwarDDt HAZ to hav the redbone tune underneath it (song can b layered a bunch) n Thtz w NO eggceptions n settling . :-] N if u fuk me thru a soundcloud ad Thts how I kno u love me <3 .!!! i wrote a lil poetry zine on “on loving a trans boy” Cuz. like. idk. Not 2 get 222 personal but (Also if 222 is ur angel number i HATE U AND fuck U!!!!) it diff to experience as a queer person whut it lik to giv someone they T shot n lik actually see them grow n change thru it .!

Part of the poem i wrote (it on my poetry Ig account and tumblR) :

“the first time u intertwine ur body with him u will feel the pain it took for him to get here. yet all the strength. the battle the bruises the scars. u change ur semantics. and pay attention to his movements. resonate with the feeling of familiarity in a body torn open but completely soft. and the clothes are off. and we are both nude. but the vagina still remains an open wound. something u can not bandage. only describe as something reclaimed.”

Deezz NUTZ jk i mean Dis Week ish has been sad n i hav been doin 2 much blow n spiraling upwards Alwayzz n finding out u kan txt tha Suicide hotline now instead of Kall <3 *_* :-D !!!!! Also b4 they connect u with somEoNe they Ask if Ur Gay lmao cuz there a specialist Gay Person who knowz how to talk to u in a better way.?! i Tink watching Ded Poet Society triggered meH LOl. wellbutt anywayZzz.!!!! Nyfw w is overrrrr n I had nothing 2 do wiff it :/] but moi bestie dante Had a styling gig n wuz AMWZINGGGGGG.!!! :3 we went to a fashion show n Skipt line while he farted rly loud < im sry im puttin u on blast rn Babezz. > then blamed iT on Meh which bc of swiss army man A24 movie i WilL take tha blame cuz intimacy exists rly in Flatchulance n also sharing toilet 2gether in the backstage models bathroom of tha Fashion show resNorting old K we find our nostrils then Mixing rando drinkz we find on the makeup tablezz n bein surprised Dere r keBoobZ there n Pb n J sammyz. liK oK go OFF n actually b a professhh Fashion Show…!!!! den we fake watched tha superbowl at Hush in midtown N almost lost Praying”Gods FavZ” purse n i was caught littering my almond chocolate soy Milk on a stripper stage . Run!!!!! also dat E pill wuz rly cute it wuz pink n crown shaped but Wuz everything kinda not as happy and super blurry..!!! ?

Dissh week i also Swuirted to clairo nitecore edition :-]] n h8 havin adhd but at least im kNo how 2 eat salami by the Chub. (thts whut google calls it.) Hehehhehehehehe. gettin moi diagnosis finalized Tmrw hopefully n Gettin on Summ medicinez. im v adhd hyper fixated Rn on ice spice who Wuz also suppoSt 2 pull up 2 dat fashion show we were at butt didn’t. 4 now , everything Reminds meh of her</3 ….. Orange cones on tha st , pepper grinderzz/ shakers (spice) , 5 chinese spice , my friends dog “lunch” boXxx cuz his name rhymes w munch n n n n n Yah lik honestly Everything . ?!.?!

WakiNg Up w Negativez in my account cuz my Boss not bossa Nova forgot 2 paY meH ovEr thA course of Tha Last month N i didn’t even kno til i wuz in my Sexy crushes bed listening 2 Imogen heAp N In Tha Clurbb mixx by Sandalz n they wrote poetry 4 ffivee hours straight n My tummy hurteD fuz i was drinkin truffle SoY saUce from the bottle and i wuz manically checking my Bank statements 2 submit to Snapp HRA crackle Pop Rice Krispieeezzz. Also all of dis happened w a singulaR Vegan Taiwanese green onion pAnc@Ke on the floor on a chacoochie board with bulgolgi and kimchi n more truffle soy sauce . Untouched .

alSo found Untouched by the Veronicas on soundcloud but lik sped up n Holy shit i hav loved this song forever but literally lik YO diss is my heart..?!!!!!! “And I don't give a damn what they say, or what they think, think

'Cause you're the only one who's on my mind

I'll never, ever let you leave me

I'll try to stop time forever

Never wanna hear you say goodbye

I feel so untouched and I want you so much

That I just can't resist you

It's not enough to say that I miss you

And I need you so much

See you, breathe you

I want to be you

You can take, take, t-take, take, time, time

To live, live the way you gotta, gotta live your life

Give me, give me, give me all of you, you

Don't be scared, of seeing through the loneliness

I want it more, more, more

Don't even think about what's right or wrong, or wrong or right

'Cause in the end it's only you and me

And no one else is going to be around

To answer all the questions left behind

And you and I are meant to be

So even if the world falls down today

You've still got me to hold you up, up

And I will never let you down, down”

<33333

Y does it feel like moi crush doesnT like me rn. :-[ N Y do lesbians Always hav the MOST unstable Housing situationZ??? then either wanna UHaul with U or move to ASTORIA .?!? Also i hope all of u make assumptions about my sexuality bcuz i Rly rly rly like whipt cream from the Can , and raw . Emphasis on whiPped. n Cream. n RAWr xD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MEOW MEOW RAWR RAWR GRERRR!!!!!!!!!!!!1 i kant keep rereading the msg i didn’t Send i ended up calling n yelling n Thts whut got meh bLocked. :-[[ Rugratzs .!!! i luv staying up watching movies w my friends ex’s Im tryna get wiff and Accidwntally thinking K is coke and feeling lik SHIT butt watchin every1 giv intense eye contact n cleanin da house n then losing tha dog Lik WHTFFF.?! Then All of a sudden that plug pulls up N everyone is confused N also randomly the guy living upstairs has my iPhone location N pulls downstairs 2 hangs:-]]] i always wonder if I’m popular but in reality i am just breaking oUt on my ForeheAd cuz all i eat is fried Chiggen N moi green haired browneyedd luver looks like invader zimm sometimezz alotta Da time n i think they r SKUTE.!! n i lik their lisp! im SAD sad my 2/2 cis male friend is gOnna print out a sign on his door Dat Says “blood OathinG” with a Red Circle around it n a Line around it basically sayin NOOOOOoooOoOoOoT allowed.!! butt ima blood oath wiffhh invader Jim dish nxt week n it is a PLANZZ.!!

i wrote a poem ab our phone Kall tht has impacted meh m my heart n also this is a snippet of 1 of my poems in my new book i still writing Kalled STRAWBERRY DELIRIUM :-}}”my friends don’t wanna die anymore they wanna live . they don’t wanna slip away to shreds with fentanyl test strips. they still wanna snort k n apologize for being gay but we all r human longing for all of this…” N another poem tht explainzz this blog title. Cuz i luv my fwendz n shared a moment in which we found popperz.

“Felt that rush on my head

as i laid in ur bed

and found a vile hidden

under ur pillow

u laugh and i manically panic

turning bright lite crimson red

And when it spills all over ur arms

drip dropping like tap water

i snort it all off ur arms

and i h a t e the way it makes me feel

similar to the feeling like ill fall

when im in my platform shoes

going up n down ur spiral stair case that looks like slices of cheesecakes

and u sigh scream cuz u never liked them at all

and hate is a strong word but so is love

And i hate the way the poppers make me feel

but i do love you “

okIkkkKkkkKkk i kinda hate that poem but whatever. sooo Vday wuz cute it is n0T only single awareness day but reflecting on ur situationsjips day n feeling sad ab it day but whatev. NormalZe watching cHaterbAte on the subWay n mindIng ur FooOoking Business?..!! my Friends say if i were a sammicH i wuld b a caprese. butt i feel like a ruben. #misunderstood <\3 i hav been watching SM hellokitty n Fwendzz n realized am kuromi and hello kitty is my friend .!!! N i listen to metal N rock w my headphonezz Real Hi n Loud n mak moi own clothes .! N i hav a crush on badtzmaru cuz they look like a penguin dyke n their gender is X.!! <3 <3 🐧 🫶🏻👩🏻‍❤️‍👩🏻 they r epitome of sapphic Desirezz n untoxic uhaul luv<3 :-]

tIL nxt week.?? Carl wheezer luver n Cali King bed listener on Max volume on subway N my big three is adderal sun , ketamine moon , cocaine rising <3 Also no i did NOT clog tha toilet at a house party after party this week N no i did not need help unclogging it N no i don’t even poop or do popperz cuz i’m PERFECT…!!!!!!!<333

Xoxo,

Rennybabycutebabyangel plz buy my clothes n ask ab my story sale / failed depop. :-]

[antivanruffles]

Considering it seems canon that Jester mainly eats sweets/pastries, I’m gonna headcanon that she’s chubby and you can’t stop me. 

[orleans-jester]

“I’d never diss them,” Thomas said with a little grin, because he’d been checking them out throughout the whole walk. That ass too. “Just don’t want you to strain yourself.”

“-- but if you do, I’ll be sure to massage them.”

Thomas was able to keep an ear out, but Flotsam knew his limits and they kept to their steady pace. It wasn’t a race, as exciting as their destination was. Plus they had three kids to carry along so they weren’t going to be the fastest group. He wouldn’t say it because he didn’t want to call Flotsam’s attention to his health issues but - he was proud of his husband for knowing when to slow. For actually taking care of himself.

“Yeah, well if carring about you makes me Mister Obvious, so be it, I’ll start signing off that way,” He chortled.

He pulled out his phone too, and wasn’t expecting any sort of different result. Of course there was no signal here, there wasn’t much of anything, let alone a cell tower. But he could still happily take pictures, and started snapping a couple of shots of the view from where they were standing, some candids of Flotsam sneering as he spoke. When it wasn’t pointed at him - and okay, on the rare occasion it was - he thought it was a really cute expression.

Now he was wishing that he had brought more things. Like a sleeping bag. To hide out from the others in the group, trick them somehow into leaving without them so they could lay there at night and really be under all of those stars without the least bit of pollution. It sounded beautiful. But alas, they weren’t prepared. If it was just the two of them, it would be like nothing but with the babies … that made it a touch more difficult. “We’ll find a way to see them before we leave, you can count on that,” He said. What his husband wanted, his husband got. Northern Lights? He could do that. And staying all day on this island? He could do that too. “Sounds like a good day to me.”

Seeing the monastaries brought about an almost Austin Powers moment, when yeah, they looked like a giant pair of tits and so many different comparisons were coming to mind - big juicy melons, boobs, ta-tas, funbags, etc.

“I am all over that,” Thomas promised, opening the camera on his phone and starting to take pictures of anything and everything. Chip might be looking through Flotsam’s eye right now, but he wanted to give them more than a memory. A tangible thing that they could talk about later. He totally did laugh at the joke, it being right up his alley. “Brilliant,” He grinned, snapping another picture. “Aye, that’s one thing they look like.”

Picture after picture, shutter sound after shutter sound as he took pictures of Flo carrying up little Dove, and posing her like that. A grin was pretty much glued onto his face by now, his cheeks starting to ache but he could take it. I thank thee boobie gods, that got him real good, and when Flotsam finished with his gratitude, Thomas would shout it an, “Amen!”

Switched to video mode to catch that light saber twirl. Yup, that was going into the spank bank.

Another little Amen when Flotsam thanked the boob Gods. Valerie had the worlds most perfect rack, thank you very much. Perfect for kissing, snuggling, suckling, pulling, teasing, licking and bursting his own kitten’s cream all over. Damn. He was getting a half-chub just thinking about it.

Screw anyone who might be listening in, Flotsam was making perfect sense to Thomas, and that’s what mattered. That and whatever Gods might be listening. There probably was a God of tits out there, there was one of just about everything else. Meeting Savanne in person made him an instant believer in the fact that there’s so much out there he didn’t know. Open mind, open mind.

He took out the other two kids, Stark and Lil Valerie, and propped them up on his shoulders, one on each one, hands on their backs to keep them steady. “Not weird. I definitely thought about bending you over inside one of them, seeing how the sound of your moans echoes inside,” He grinned, smugly. “But there’s not many places I don’t think about fucking you.”

@orleans-jester

orleans-jester

“Runs in his veins,” Thomas said proudly. Maybe some other parents wouldn’t be thrilled aboutt their child having the swamp life in tthem, like itt was part of their evolution. But he was. He’d gotten tastes of it, back when Flotsam had taken him to the encampment and showed off his childhood, and his nature-loving soul adored it. It wasn’t all about open meadows and pretty forests and picturesque mountains. He liked ALL nature, the ugly, tthe dirty, the dangerous. The white rapids and the flaring volcanos. So he fell in love with the swamps too. He was getting more in the mood when he put on the march, and when Flotsam was growing more excited, clearly. He was stoked - though admittedly, it was more for watching Flotsam be in his element like this. He knew he was going to have a good time. This wasn’t a trudge along behind and only smile for the camera type of trip, he was going to go as full in as he could. They rarely had to threaten in their new home of New Zealand, except for with Thaddeus of course, but Thomas would have been threatening him anyway, just to keep him on his toes. They were really well liked there. There were respected there. When they walked into a business, there weren’t looks of exasperation or fear or ‘oh no, here we go again’ from the staff. They were greeted with smiles, with light conversation, with excitement because even though tipping wasn’t customary in NZ, Thomas did it anyway. This was more the way that Thomas was used to being treated, since he hadn’t had that reputation that the Laveaus had until he became one, so he felt like he was in his element. “Fucking right you are,” Thomas said, taking the opportunity to check out Flotsam once more. Floresecent lighting, fireplace lighting, natural sunlight, Thomas didn’t care, just as long as he could look at his husband. He looked good under all the different types of light. He even looked good in the dark, where Thomas groped like a blind man at the well-memorized contours of his body. “Your legs are shapely but I don’t know if they can handle the stairs the way they used to,” He said, playfully. He’d be impressed if they did. They were getting to used to their level house without any stairways. He was holding his own though, as they climbed up the steps, with the triplets in their arms, in their little carrying case on Thomas’s front and back, getting views from all sides. Really, it was like watching everything in every direction when Thomas focused on the open windows. He was fine with slowing down too, not saying anything, and taking Flotsam’s pace rather than hurrying up ahead. Even his legs were starting to burn. It was going to be a lot easier coming down than it was going up. He was there, focused in on Flotsam’s heartbeat, making sure it was still going strong, ready to take over and carry him if it came down to it.

He took that break too, holding onto the rock and looking about, wind lightly blowing on his face, through the gingery beard. He took a water out of his pack - thinking ahead given the exercise - and offered it to Flotsam. The monstaries were cool for a quick look. For a little bi of a thought experiment. Like imagine being secluded out here, it might as well be a deserted island if it wasn’t for the boats going back and forth. What would he bring to a desert island? Flotsam, maybe some good knives, though Flo was more than likely to have that covered himself. Maybe a couple of brews, why not make a date out of it. Now that was an idea. None of the annoyances of other people. Except the monks had the other monks and if Matthew Gregory Lewis was right - monks were assholes. “Lots of water, I imagine,” Thomas said. It wasn’t as if there were any shops or giant coins or other such attractions to keep an eye out for. “Maybe some puffins, over on Little Skallig.” He was fine with it though. He didn’t need anything big and grand to look at, not when nature was already all around them. “Dunno if we can from here, love, since we’re way on the south western side, but we can travel north, go there, stay a while. It’s not as if we’re in THAT big of a rush to get back home?”

Course he missed Scout. Chip and Dale. His grandkids. But this felt a little more important at the moment. He had missed outt on the Alaska trip since he hadn’t been talking to Flotsam at that time yet, it was shortly after that they came back into one another’s lives. But he heard all about it, saw the pictures and the videos, and felt an insane amount of envy. Being cuddled up with Flo, watching those lights? Yes please. So he was fully on board with driving seven hours up there to hopefully catch the lightshow.

Flotsam loved Thomas liked the swamps. Sometimes Valerie got so caught up in the fact they'd felt they had to leave and had left it she forgot she was allowed to love it as much as they did. Little moments like this fed their soul and continued to remind them they were also allowed to love who they were.

"Oh, I know you didn't just dis my gazelle legs." He laughed.

Jokes aside and unknown to Flotsam Thomas was ever focused on his heart during the climb as was probably more the real risk for Flotsam's health physically than his legs if there was one. Thomas would be able to notice though Flo was pretty good at not pushing himself. He'd pace himself when the time was right. He would hear strain, but Flo would always manage to slow himself down before he'd get into any danger zones. It'd be the sort of thing a normal human would never notice, not even Flotsam, not consciously doing it, but Thomas's ears able to hear it. Flo just knew when he felt like he needed to slow down. So he did. He'd never know anything was borderline detrimental if he'd have pushed. But, he never did. He was happy. He wasn't stressed.

Thomas kept him smiling. "Lots of water. Okay, Mr. Obvious."

He kept chuckling along when Thomas didn't seem to know about the northern lights.

"Yeah, no. I'm in no hurry I suppose. We could or I could just look it up first." Then he pulled his phone and realized there was limited to no cell service. His bars were flickering so he spoke in Star Wars mode. "Oh right. I forgot. My communicator is out of range here."

"Ah well, guess we just stay till night and find out, or simply ask someone." He sneered his nose a little as he said. He wasn't the sort of guy that refused to ask someone for directions if need be kind of old stereotype, but he didn't like to bring people into his fantasy world once he spaced himself away from the other boat riders enough to feel like he was having a private time with Thomas. He had damsel in distress face for about two seconds as he considered these options in his head. No. He hated the invasive feeling of "other people" in his life so much he finally said, "Guess we're staying all day then." Then he smiled, took a deep breath, and got his gangly legs moving again, not a care in the world, space un-invaded, happy as a rogue-jedi-clam.

When they did reach the monasteries Flo had to chuckle at their formations. He couldn't help himself because movies be damned he didn't prepare himself and each turn of the steps was surprise.

"I need all the pictures here. Chip and his fam is going to be so jealous we got to hang in the punk rock beehives and he didn't and I want all the proof for bragging rights. That is one pilot that didn't get to come to the stone temple." He smacked his knee at his own joke. "See what I did there. For real though. They look like beehives."

He took one of the pups as his mind started to gear up and held her high like he was standing on Pride Rock as he jumped on a small stone formation between two big stone beehives with the grand view of the water behind him.

Then he yelled out in sing song Lion King voice at first, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh Zabenya I'm standing between the two biggest punkest boobs. I thank thee boobie Gods for the harvest of my trappings. After Valerie got her bust she got the three best kiddos and a Mr. Laveau of the most sexy proportions. I will be grateful and thankful and totally 'rrrrrock' my boobs with pride in the Great Boobie God's honor that they have bestowed upon me such a hot rack."

Then he bent down to one knee, put the child on it, took a sec to balance, and pulled his white light saber, gave it a twirl to telescope it out, and posed like it was a movie moment of reverence and awe.

Picture perfect. His saber was made of a conductor too, so that he could jolt a little of his electric sparklers in the handle and it would light up and crackle something fierce in comparison to some of the toys people could purchase. It was a creation Scout and Dale helped with of course. So, the moment would catch a couple travelers' eyes from afar especially from being loud and yelling out words like boobie gods. So, even though people weren't closely nearby, a few were still watching from their own hilltops what the fucking and/or with big eyes.

Then after making sure Thomas got some pictures he turned around and said to the rock hives gods, "Oh, and by the way, I love what you did with Dolly Parton, but thanks for keeping mine a little more modest."

It was probably best people weren't too-too close because they would be thinking Flo was out of his mind. He probably was either way but carrying on hollering about having boobies while he was clearly a flat chested man would probably seem a little odd to people.

He ran up to Thomas after his burst of excitement and said, "Is it bad I kinda want to fuck in a giant stone tittie because I kinda really do?"

[milky-fixx]

love bites + love handles

BLEACH; various characters x chubby!reader headcanons

ft. gin ichimaru, Izuru kira, shuhei hisagi, adult!toshiro hitsugaya

tw: 18+ not sfw. all charas are aged up. afab reader. mentions of internalized fatphobia, insecurity, in terms of gin specifically, unhealthy relationship dynamics? (sorry y/n ur man is toxic.) in izuru’s section- mommy kink,, uh lactation, death/dying kink?? idk what i have done lol.

gin ichimaru—;

He likes pet names that point out your chub and veer dangerously close to derogatory i.e. my lil’ swine, my plump dumplin.’ He means these affectionately—or at least as affectionate as he can get—but that doesn’t translate well with his permanent smile, his mocking tone. Even if they weren’t related to your size, surely his delivery would make you wonder if it was something more sinister than teasing. If you ever tell him so, he’s quick to rectify.  

“Aw, don’t get yer panties in a knot~” he says, curling his arms around you, squeezing your middle. Another thing he loves doing. Drawing attention to your gut, even if it does make you flustered. “I’m only teasin’ ya.”

Canonically, he loves Rangiku, and while his eyes are almost always closed, he’s certainly not blind to her assets. He likes someone who can fill his arms generously, who he can sink his fangs into better—it gives him the impression that he owns you more fully.

If you’re ever down about your appearance—whether it be as a result of society’s unrealistic beauty standards, a piece of clothing that just won’t sit right on your figure, whatever—he’s awful at comfort. His nature is to antagonize rather than to soothe. But if you were having an especially bad day, and were ever to ask him if he likes your body, he’ll offer you a rare, genuine frown. “‘Course I like it. Why’d ya’ think I don’t?” If you were to persist, or even go down a spiral of why he shouldn’t, he’ll stop you, his icy gaze cutting through your words. “Not another peep outta ya.’” Before he distracts you. In Gin’s view, you can’t be lingering on certain topics once he’s teasing you again, right? But his teasing will have a little less bite this time, and lead its way to compliments that come across as more genuine than not.

Something Gin might do that confuses you is procuring skimpy clothes or lingerie for you, and leaving them out for you to wear. They’re often a size or two too small for you, and when you try them on, it’s nothing short of scandalous the way it squeezes into your flesh. It makes you wonder if he’s doing it intentionally, and don’t worry—he is. He’s a dick.  His reasoning though, is that he’s quite enamored by the way straps look digging into your shoulders, or garters digging into your thighs, the way you spill out generously from a too-tight corset. He’s all simpering about it too, for instance, watching you parade around Hueco Mundo or Seireitei with a low-cut outfit that leaves your curves to no one’s imagination. In his defense, he can play the role of the “concerned,” “protective" lover in public if you get flustered, dragging you back home by the waist as he tells you, “Ya’ silly thing, why’d ya’ even go out wearing tha’ kinda stuff? Ya’ know what a sight ya’ are?” Hmm, I wonder why. At some point, you can’t trust his choices, and you have to hide your clothes from his alterations. 

During sex, he likes having you on top so he can see your softer parts jiggle. He also enjoys seeing his fingerprints left on your skin, and is quite enamored with the marks tight clothing leaves on you. He may or may not pinch your fat rolls. He’s awful. You should break up with him, Y/N. If only the crazy dick wasn’t also good.

izuru kira— ;

Izuru thinks the world is a harsh and unforgiving place. The exact opposite of you and your body, and thus you become a sanctuary of sorts for him. He’s reverent—your entire body is as soft as a pillow, and he’s in desperate need of coddling from the world. What’s not to love?

Izuru especially likes running his hand along the dips and curves of your body when you’re bared before him, likening it to nature, the divine, his muse. And with him sweetly murmuring how you must have been spun from the gods’ silken hands themselves, how can you feel anything but beautiful?

Insecurities are undoubtedly a part of anyone with a body’s experience though, and if you’re ever particularly down about your appearance, Izuru is aghast. He assumes he’s at fault for making his muse think they’re unappreciated. He’ll show you some of his more, ahem, embarrassing haikus about you. If you want, he’ll even give you a mini performance, replete with his flushed cheeks, his gaze nervously darting to yours to gauge your reaction. Writing poems about you in secret is one thing, but having to perform them in front of you? If he didn’t love you so much, he thinks he could die of the embarrassment.

He accepts that there are things you’ll always dislike about yourself. If he were to list his own shortcomings, it would run miles. Izuru always lives in some kind of self-hating despair, but you—you’re his light. He hopes that by showing you how much he adores your body, you'll also come around to it.

If you’re ever pregnant and/or lactating, Izuru would love to suck on your breasts. Mommy kink confirmed. Even if the topic of trying for a baby baby has just been breached, you’ll sometimes catch him staring longingly at your breasts, before catching your eye and coughing, acting like he’s not. He’s mortified to admit just how... arousing he finds the thought of potential changes to your body.

Speaking of kinks, dying and other morbid things is something Izuru muses about often, but when it comes to you, something about these thoughts turns almost naughty. He’s embarrassed to admit it, but he thinks about being suffocated by your chest, or to suffocate with his face buried in your folds, your thighs caging his head. Sometimes these thoughts get him hard—dying is inevitable, and is a constant presence in a Shinigami’s life, but the thought of dying while wrapped up in your loved one? It’s somehow hot. Izuru is a bit too shy to mention these thoughts to you...

shuhei hisagi— ;

If you’re chubby, Shuhei finds the experience of going down on you even hotter. He’ll get nosebleeds at the thought of your thighs squeezing his head, his nose pressed into your slick folds until he can barely breathe, his hands coming up to grip your thighs as he groans at the give of them. Certified sub status.

Speaking of thighs, he loves to fuck them. Something about the thought is just hot—him squeezing your thighs together, his voice husky as he tells you to keep them clenched tight for him... good, just like that. Especially so if the head of his dick peeks through between them. He can literally cum from just that, his breath hitching at the sight of his seed streaked across them. It just makes him want to lick them even more.

Shuhei also kinda—don’t let him know you’re onto him—but when he’s really stressed from Seireitei Weekly deadlines, from his lieutenant duties, from seeming to run everything on his own? If you two are sitting on the couch together, he’ll just bury his face in your chest. It becomes a habit, and once he’s gotten over his hesitation, he’ll ask you for the boob pillow. Sometimes, when he’s so tense from everything, he’ll complain this way only, into your chest where it’s muffled and he doesn’t feel quite as much of a whiner and all he can think about is how soft you feel around him. You rubbing your hand through his head and listening to him complain is a nice touch.

He really likes hitting it from the back, where he can watch your plush ass bounce when his hips meet it. Also you on top, so he can see ever part of you.

His favorite part about you is how soft you are. Your tits pressing against his chest when he hugs you, the way he can dig into the softest parts of your thighs. 

He would love it if you ever asked him to pick your outfits for the day, or week. He may not look it, but sometimes he sees a cool jacket or top that he thinks would love great on you, but he doesn’t wanna come across as  weird and tell you how to dress. But he’d jump at the opportunity. Surprisingly his eye for fashion is pretty good, and he loves to get you punk outfits that compliment his.

toshiro hitsugaya— ;

He is traumatized from Rangiku’s boob smush. That being said, he does his best to ignore said assets from anyone, even if they are noticeable.

To be honest, it doesn’t really register to Toshiro that you being fat is something you should worry or be insecure about. If you mention it, he’ll blink and be like, “Yes. Your point being?” Truly, he thinks that appearances shouldn’t matter. He’s quite defensive about it, considering how people used to judge for looking too young for a captain.

If you ever mention being insecure, he’s conflicted. He wants to tell you that you’re perfect to him and you have nothing to worry about. But at the same time, he can’t quite bring himself to admit that. Toshiro’s tendency for bluntness and raw honesty is quite clumsy when it comes to declarations of affection. So he settles for showing you instead--with a fierce kiss, his arm tugging you forward

“Don’t be stupid,” he says sternly. “You’re per--fine just the way you are.”

He does try to show you how much you mean to him. Perhaps by upping the physical affection, which is a huge deal for Mr. Frigid and Icy. He’ll initiate hugs from behind, even in public.

If you continue to be insecure, he suggests--and he means this with no ill intention--some guides and strategies for self-love and shit. He finds it cheesy but he really wants to help you, while also not wanting to coddle you? He’s definitely had to look up research guides to relationships before, so he figures that’s a place to start.

As an adult, he’s pretty lean, so he also appreciates the size difference. Toshiro doesn’t treat you differently, hauling you onto his lap in those rare moments when he’s tired from paperwork and wants a pick-me-up, and has stopped giving a damn about decorum. But just picture grumpy Toshiro, nuzzling into your chest, asking for “Five more minutes,” because the feel of being wrapped around is much better than his hand cramping from all the papers he’s had to sign off of.

Ah. I’m loving the idea of Toshiro with a fuller boo and doing cute domestic shit. You feeding him curry you made while he hugs you from behind and complains that it’s too spicy (it’s not; he just has a piss-poor tolerance for spice). Napping with Toshiro on the couch on his day off and he cracks an eye open, a small smile curling his lips at the sight of you as he wraps an arm around you. Toshiro glowering at you when he’s in the rare mood for affection and you keep darting out of his grasp, until he pins you against the counter and steals a kiss from you while grumbling, “Finally.”

Rangiku thinks you’re the cutest couple, and definitely does her best to catch you two in the act of doing, what she deems, “cute couple activities.” More than once she’s walked in on you sitting in Toshiro’s lap, not even doing anything spicy, but just playing with his hair. It’s cute. She has totally taken blackmail pics. In her defense, her taicho never looks that soft with just anyone.

Body worship is big in the bedroom. Toshiro’s cold lips trailing your skin, his gaze heated. He may not be the best with words of affirmation, but he’s content to show you like this how much you mean to him.