A monster boyfriend would be fantastic.... Can you imagine him coming to your defense when you have a toxic parent? I'm on the obese side but very short. Last night......a parent called me lazy and fat....despite my efforts t olose weight for health reasons. Now, I feel too scared to eat.
I cried so hard, and wish I had some intimidating boyfriend that would've made my mom shut up and come to my defense. Also, I feel like monsters would not care so much about human standards of beauty. (Even at my healthiest weight, I wasn't like stick thin)
Oh, hunny, I feel you. I’m in the same boat. I’m so sorry you went through that. You are absolutely beautiful the way you are. Do what you need for your health but know that being skinny doesn’t equal being healthy. Please eat, love, because making sure you’re eating all your meals is a part of health. I know that a monster would love you no matter what and would embrace you entirely.
I’ve been through a similar experience and I know I would’ve loved to read something to comfort me so I hope this can comfort you <3
Perfection to Me
Monster bf x chubby fem!reader - tw fatphobia, toxic parent[ing], hurt/comfort, protective bf, body worshipping, multiple orgasms, creampie
You had been so excited. You had recently gotten your very first boyfriend and you were so excited to introduce him to your family and friends.
Of course, all of your friends had been a bit surprised when they first met and they were faced with a huge and intimidating monster. But in reality, your monster bf was the sweetest man you had ever met. He was protective and he cared for you more than you ever could’ve imagined.
And he proved it to you time and time again how seriously he took your courtship. How deeply he considered you already to be his mate. Not shying away from using the term regularly.
All of this just drove your excitement to the point where you couldn’t wait to introduce him to your mother. To show her you’d finally found someone.
That excitement slowly dwindled. More and more as the night went on. It had all been going so well. Your mother greeted your monster bf with delight. Clearly happy, if not surprised, by his presence. It was easily overlooked.
But then the comments started. Snide in-passing comments. Comments about your relationship, your weight, and worst of all your eats habits.
You focus on staring down at the table, trying to keep your tears at bay. Having been so used to swallowing down these comments without a retort. Luckily your monster bf isn’t.
A loud slamming of fists rattles the dinner table, causing you to look at your bf with a sharp gasp. From the corner of your eye you can see your mother do the same.
“Who do you think you are?” Your bf snaps, his hands clenched. Only barely holding back his simmering rage.
Word after word he had been tortured by your mother’s lashing tongue. He had no idea how you must be feeling. But after seeing the tears in your eyes he could no longer sit back and take it.
“Excuse me?” Your mother asks, eyes wide and partially frightened by the aura which radiated from your monster bf.
“Was I not clear?! Who do you think you are to be speaking to my mate like that?” He questions, standing up. Only making his form that much more intimidating to witness. Not willing to listen to any bullshit from your mother.
“Well, I.. I am her mother!” Your mother replies weakly, visibly shrinking back in her chair.
“I have known mothers that eat their young who are kinder than you,” your bf lashes out, claws sinking into his own skin. You wince seeing it, your worry for him growing. Not wanting him to hurt himself because of her.
“How dare you!” Your mother shrieks, hand clutching her chest.
“Baby, plea-“
“No!” Your bf snarls, head whipping to face you, and stopping the excuse from leaving your lips. His arm joining it to stop you from reaching for him.
But as his eyes meet yours, they immediately soften. He leans down, licking and nuzzling into your cheek in a silent apology.
“I will not stand idly by and watch as an insignificant disrespects you,” his voice rumbles into your skin as he moves down to your neck, scenting you. Marking you as his to care for now.
“Insignificant!”
Monster bf tenses hearing your mother’s voice again. Returning to his full height he glowers down at her.
“It is a mother’s job to nurture and protect,” he states simply, making his opinion of her treatment of you quite clear.
“I am protecting her! Protecting her from herself and from everyone out there,” your mother finally snaps. Standing up from the table even in the face of your bf.
Your bf bristles, needing to pause for a moment. Ensuring he doesn’t lose control of himself. After a silent beat he slowly walks around the table and towers over her.
“In this moment you are a far greater enemy to her than anything she will face out in the world…”
You watch as his words sink in. Your mother’s face growing pale and her mouth finally staying closed.
When he’s sure she won’t try and reply, your monster bf moves around her, heading back to you. He holds out his hand which you take without hesitation. Your heart nearly beating out of your chest.
It’s only when your bf immediately reaches with his free hand to wipe softly at your cheeks do you realize you had been crying.
“Come, sweet mate. I think it’s time we leave,” he says lowly as he gathers you up in his arms. You don’t even think about resisting, just letting your bf swiftly lead you out of the home.
You could tell your monster bf was angry. He was furious. And it showed in the way he ravishes you the moment you two get home.
As soon as the door closes behind you he’s plucking you up from the floor with ease and throwing your body gently down on the bed. Endless praises leave his lips, clearly setting out to replace every mean word your mother had uttered throughout the night.
He peels your clothes off slowly, despite the fact he was practically shaking with his restraint. Revealing your beautiful big body inch by inch. As soon as you are bare he pounces on you, showing how much he treasures every curve of your body.
His face nuzzles into your thick neck as he grinds his cock against your pussy lips, all while telling you how hard you make him. Not stopping until you come apart, dousing his length with your essence.
He makes sure to take care of every inch of you. Moving down to latch onto your nipples. Sucking and massaging at your supple flesh until you gush all over the sheets from the toe-curling stimulation. Your body spent but your monster bf not having finished with you, evident by the feral glint in his eye.
Taking his time, setting his own aching need aside, to slowly kiss down the curve of your stomach. His claws digging into your sides and loving how you fill up his hands.
Though his hands suddenly have a far better use as they spread your meaty thighs for him. He dives right in, stuffing his face into your fat pussy and completely smothering himself in your folds. His tongue devouring you like you’re the only thing he’ll ever want to eat again.
Fingers joining soon after, needing to fill you up even deeper as his tongue laps up your essence. His hand and mouth work in total sync till your body is shaking with the need to cum. His mouth sucks greedily at your clit while his fingers curl along your walls. As soon as he finds that sweet spot within you, you’re erupting all over his tongue. White dots briefly clouding your vision from the intensity.
Monster bf barely gives you a moment to breathe as he rises onto his knees, that look in his eyes only growing darker with each orgasm that overtakes you. His eyes rake over your limp form.
“You are perfection,” he breathes out before finally sinking into your tight cunt. You both moan as your bodies connect, your back arching as you show off that body that’s so beautiful to him.
He can’t hold back any longer as he furiously fucks his cock into you, bodies slapping together in perfect harmony. Growls and deep rumbling noises escaping him as your body brings him a pleasure he’s never otherwise experienced.
Together you two bring each other to orgasm after orgasm, never getting enough of each other. It’s not until neither of you can physically not move that you take a break.
“You hungry, love?” He asks as you two lay back on the bed, limbs completely wrapped around each other.
“Hmm, no. Not really,” you reply quietly, your appetite not quite having returned after dinner was interrupted. Monster bf senses this, his lip quivering as he visibly holds back a growl.
“Well, what if we change the venue, huh? You can eat off of me,” he suggests, a lighthearted smugness moving across his features. His free arm moving to rest behind his head while the other keeps a firm grip on you.
“Oh, well that changes things then,” you say through your laughter. Your bfs smugness grows as he shifts down and spreads out across the bed. Showing off his body to you. A body that’s goal is to give you more pleasure than you could dream of.
“Yeah, it does. You can eat a fucking feast off of me…” your bf says with a grin, all in order to bring more of that sweet laughter out of you. To have it tickle his senses. He’d do anything to make you laugh. He leans down and nibbles at your neck, causing you to giggle lightly. That’s it. “And that’s exactly what I plan to have you do.”
Monster bf doesn’t given you any time to respond before he’s back to kissing the daylights out of you.
You: “Ear binoculars. For listening to people’s insides.”
Long pause. A soft, unwilling huff of laughter.
Zayne: “Stethoscope.” Already shrugging off his white coat and loosening his tie as he pulls you in.
You: “That’s what I said.”
Zayne:“…It’s really not.”
Dr. Zayne replied, voice low, eyes dark, looking very much hot and bothered for reasons that had nothing to do with medical terminology
Xavier
By the fifteenth time that morning, Xavier was starting to think your cloak had sworn a blood oath against you.
His beloved knight, sworn protector of the royal family, slayer of would-be assassins, utterly bested by a rectangle of fabric.
The court whispered about the tedium of royal ceremonies. Prince Xavier just looked forward to them, because ceremonies meant you were in the full royal uniform… which meant the cloak was back for another round.
Every time it managed to wrap around your arm, catch on your quiver, or nearly drag you off-balance, Xavier got to stride across the floor and free you from the clutches of your looming fate.
And his smile when he did it said, “Yes, I am in love with this disaster. This is my chosen warrior. May the gods never take them from me… or the cloak.”
The citizens ate it up every time. Their prince, absolutely besotted with a knight who could fell ten men in battle but lose to a cape before breakfast.
Rafayel
You: Peering at his palette, “Why do you have three different whites? Isn’t white just… white?”
Rafayel: “…Those are entirely different shades. Titanium white, zinc white, and lead white.”
You: “Okay, but if they’re all white, wouldn’t it be cheaper to just… not use paint?”
Rafayel freezes mid-brush stroke, staring at you like you’ve just stabbed him in the soul. Then, without a word, he sets the brush down and walks away.
You: “Where are you going?”
Rafayel: “To ensure you’re mine forever.”
You: “…Is that an art supply store thing?”
Rafayel: “No. A jewelry store thing.”
Sylus
From the kitchen, Sylus heard your voice carry into the hall: “You can’t ‘break’ a law. It’s not like a plate.”
A strangled snort came from Luke, followed by Keiran’s wheezy laugh.
You turned toward Sylus as he stepped into the doorway, chin lifted like you were ready to defend this hill with your life. “Right, Sylus?”
His brow furrowed like he was actually considering a rebuttal… then he just exhaled, crossed the room, and cupped your face in both hands.
“You have no idea what you do to me,” he murmured, and with a flick of his evol, the twins were unceremoniously tossed out of the room.
“That’s not a yes or a no,” you pointed out.
He didn’t answer. He was too busy kissing you like your grasp of basic civics wasn’t wildly flawed.
Caleb
Caleb stood frozen. Your 'disguises' always did that to him.
Once, it was the stolen Sky Haven uniform. Complete with a name tag that read “Greg” in peeling letters. Now, it was a glaring pink wig sitting slightly crooked on your head, paired with your same jacket, same boots.
Everyone else in the room clocked you in less than two seconds. Caleb? He thought it was genius.
His heart swelled with pride as he crossed the floor, taking in every glorious detail like an art critic admiring a masterpiece. Perfect, he thought.
Wrapping you in a hug, he murmured, “No one will ever know it’s you.”
"Good, it's foolproof," you grin back, making Colonel weak in knees, half tempted to call off the entire mission just to keep your right there.
Sylus
You: “The plot thickens.”
Sylus: “…Yes.”
You: “Wait, there’s soup?”
Sylus stares, blinks once, then leans back in his chair like he’s reassessing his entire life.
Sylus: “…I should let you think that. You’re happier this way.”
You smirk, clearly pleased with yourself
Caleb
Caleb: “…Yes, meaning—”
You: “Time flies.” Reading off the code hella confused
You: “Yeah, but where does it go? Like… does it migrate?”
Caleb pauses mid-strategy briefing, staring at you like the mission just became secondary.
Caleb: “…Forget the op. We’re talking about this.”
I've seen a few moots doing this and it looked fun!
* Make this picrew of yourself
* Take this uquiz (How Fandom Would See You If You Were A Fictional Character)
...yeah that seems about right 😅🫠
Not sure who's done this already so tagging the besties @thetumblingmoron @redheadsramblings @woundedsoul12 @the-bear-and-his-sunbird @aurorabiggs @thepalehorsevictoria @kiir-do-faal-rahhe and anyone else who would like to play!
White tumblr racism is far more insidious than like out and proud racism cause why are you using your autism as an excuse to not view black people as equal to you
There will be a post like "stop being racist to black people in fandom spaces" and then some white bitch will be in the comments talking about how theyre neurodivergent like literally who asked
looking at your mutuals’ blogs is so interesting because one post something like “imso disgusting i need to die kay bye everyone im going to kill myself now” and the next post will say “OMG! MY GLITTERY PINK VIBRATOR JUST CAME IN THE MAIL! #YAY!”
"but they completely mischaracterize-" my comrade in tumblr, the imaginary difference in how you interpret a not-real dude should not make you believe you are different or above your fellow fandom guy
i would rather be buddies with someone who has completely opposite interpretation than me than someone who shares the same opinions but tears others interpretations down
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