Didi

21! Chubby reader writer! :D

[luckydii]

Welcome To My Field :D

Masterlist

Tamsy Caines [Gachiakuta]

Tamsy Likes To Get On Your Nerves [drabble]

Tamsy Likes Your Warm Body [drabble]

Tamsy Likes To Bother You [drabble]

Jealous Tamsy [drabble?]

Tamsy Has A Breeding Kink +18 [drabble]

Semiu Grier [Gachiakuta]

Semiu Has A Favorite Model +18 [drabble]

Semiu Has A Favorite Model Part 2 +18 [drabble]

Semiu Loves To Cover You With Her Lipstick [drabble]

Rengoku Kyojuro [Demon Slayer]

A Delicious Feast [fic] Rengoku rescues you from an unexpected attack. You repay him by making delicious meals that he gladly devours. Later on, the man starts craving something else rather than your food.

All of them contain chubby reader!

[luckydii]

"Don't you have better things to do?"

"Not really. You're kind of my favorite distraction."

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I decided to use a little prompt for Tamsy :3. Chubby body. A bit of romantic tension. Tamsy loves to play in your face.

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This man could pester you until the end of time. It was his favorite hobby. Your reactions to his teases and pushes brought a lot of entertainment, as if you were his personal radio station that specialized in comedy. Your eyes would often go to the side, pressing your lips into a thin line while huffing out an annoyed breath. Or your face sometimes twitched into a sheepish expression when he got a little more touchy than usual. If he played his cards right, you become a flustered mess to the point you got violent so he could get out of your face. Every different reaction brought the same stupid smile that made you more heated. He's bothered you enough to know which specific phrases got a kick out of you.

You examined the books over the shelf inside the lounge. Some you have brought along with you when you moved in to the HQ, and others were a sharable collective from the rest of the cleaners. You've made it a goal to read all of them. You only did it once you gained the time. Recently, you've been lacking since they've been overworking your use of your vital instrument. A huge amount of sleep was required of you, and you were in the middle of training your body to not need as much rest anymore. You haven't made any progress though.

Unknowingly, a little birdie entered the room.

It took feathered steps towards the back of your figure. Its feet didn't make a single tiny thump, making it seem like it was silently flying in the air. The tip of its loose wings carefully laid themselves on your lower back, slowly tracing them forward, thin feathers pressed your waistline before caging you into an embrace. You tensed the second its touch intruded your peace. Quickly snapping your head back, you were met with light irises staring into your soul, glee danced around them. He was extremely close. The soft exhales through his nose lightly hit your cheekbone. His smile filled with cavities mocked you. He fluttered his lashes oh so innocently. Then, had the audacity to give your love handles a tender, handful squeeze.

This little shit.

Your lips squirmed into a pout, a steady heat crawled over your face. Tamsy only did this type of bullshit with you. Nobody else. It had you wondering what his true intentions were. To make you spit fire at him, or to make you a stuttering mess. Either way, you've learned he'll gladly soak up any reaction from you. You couldn't win against him when he got easily amused by everything you did. You could bite, bark, or scratch, and this motherfucker would still keep his giddy composure. How could one being take you on a whole rollercoaster of emotions? It became one of the seven wonders of the underground.

"It's been a while since I've seen you, sleeping beauty." His voice was irritatingly smooth. Gentle like a loaf of bread right out of the oven. Soft, cozy, and warm. "Heard you were sleeping for three days. Is that true?" The male settled his chin on your shoulder, curious eyes staring back at you.

A long mission had appeared that ended with both cleaners and supporters in a tragic state. You've been shadowing the shy nurse ever since you became part of the organization, it gave you the reason to use your Jinki for aid. She kindly offered you the spotlight, she knew how much you've been wanting to expand your limits. Unfortunately, that caused you to knock out into a deep slumber for a few days.

You nodded your head, facing away from him. You took a step to the left, about to put the book back in the shelf, until you were dragged back. You immediately looked behind you, sending sharp daggers towards Tamsy. “Leaving so soon? I haven’t seen you in so long, though. Give me some grace, won’t you?” He softly asked as if he even gave you a choice.

"it's only been three days." You corrected.

"Exactly. That's too long." He chirped.

No matter how much you tried, you could never understand what roamed in that head full of stunning long locks. This man was a mystery. He acted so casual, yet so.. needy. You didn't know if he was doing it on purpose to get a rise out of you, or if he genuinely meant every word he spilled.

What made this whole situation worse. Is that you were slowly falling for his teasing tactics.

Crazy. I know.

An unbelievably handsome man gave you the time and day to pester you, to give you all of his attention. Is that really all it took for you to trip over your own feet?

Apparently.

He was carefree with everyone, but with you, he was careless. He tested the waters around you, just to see how deep he could go. The way he held you like a lover was a prime example of how far his teases were willing to go. You were a rubik's cube he had solved multiple times without failure. He's learned enough to match the colors in under a minute. It was kind of scary, really.

"You're being dramatic." You spewed.

"I'm being honest. I wouldn't lie to you." He simply smiled.

"You barely make conversation. You just do shit to bother me." Your voice became a few lines louder. Frustration began to linger.

"Would you like for me to speak more?" He acted dumb, blinking in confusion.

“I would prefer you to not even get near me.” You finally snatched yourself off him. Only cause he let you. Don’t get it twisted. "Is that really what you want?" His tone held.. smug, like he proudly knew the answer to the question.

Your body tensed up again, your shoulders stiffened, and you kept your eyes glued to the book that you've returned. Of course. Of course, this man realized how hard he made your heart pound. With how constant he's in your personal space, he was bound to hear how his presence made you feel.

Your fists clenched.

You slowly reached for the bookshelf.

Tamsy's eyes flickered in amusement.

You quickly lounged a book, it was meant to be a headshot. To your unfortunate, it didn't hit the target.

Tamsy had easily dodged your weak throw. He had waaayy more combat experience than you. You expected it, still disappointed you, though.

"D-Don't you have better things to do?!" You screamed at him with a highly defensive tone. Quickly changing the subject before you combust. You were absolutely embarrassed for what this stupid cleaner has done to your emotions. Him? Seriously? Out of all the people in this building. You decided to go for him?! There were better men out there! He's an asshole most of the time! Especially towards you!

The little birdie, still with the usual curve on his lips, swiftly shifted to you. His arms returned to your waist, they fit well enough to the point it almost tricked you into thinking you were their home. He pulled you into his thin body. His lips held a grin that was trying its hardest to convince you he was a normal human being.

An inferno blasted in your face. Such a pretty expression only he could cause.

"Not really. You're kind of my favorite distraction."

You swore you could kill him right this second.

You tried to pull yourself away from him, but this time he didn't let you. No, his grip tightened.

"C'mon, don't be so rude." His unhinged smile turned into a fake little pout. The force he was using against you wasn't getting any weaker. This man wanted your attention without any hassles. "I'm sure after sleeping for so long, you must be hungry. Let me take you out." His lips were dangerously close to your own. You glanced off to the side, so you wouldn't get distracted by his beauty. Tamsy really used his pretty privilege to get whatever he wanted. You were a prime example that it worked like a charm.

You stood silent for what felt like forever, before returning your gaze back to those beautiful irises that showed you what the sky would be if it wasn't harshly polluted. This was the first time he's ever invited you somewhere with just the two of you. This might be a bad idea.

"...You're buying?"

Again, Tamsy's expression changed so fast, his lips gave a cocky smile. Great, you fell for his trap.

"Of course. You deserve it after working hard."

You couldn't let out another word anymore. He was already dragging you out the library, and onto the exit of the building.

[luckydii]

Tamsy isn't the jealous type. Well.. unless y'all are mad at each other. Slight spoliers for Tamsy's character. Toxic. Suggestive themes at the end. Chubby body. It wasn't supposed to be this long 😭.

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Honestly, it was rare for heated arguments to collapse between the two of you. There weren't many reasons for conflict to spawn. Y'all handle situations in a healthy manner for the most part. You communicated if you ever felt off with something, and vice versa. Most of the time it was little stuff, nothing of importance, but you still decided it was better to speak than be quiet about it. Every couple had its ups and down, and when y’all’s once-in-a-blue-moon downs appeared, y’all dragged the bar to hell. Almost causing Tamsy’s mask to slip.

You would constantly talk his ear off both in English and your native language. He happily stayed by your side and nodded along, making certain comments to keep the conversation going. Your face lit up like a star in the night sky as you rambled on, it was pretty. To him, your voice was equivalent to a bird’s chirp. Any time you sang, he listened attentively. He never spoke over you. He'll never interrupt you so rudely. No, instead, he’ll cup your round cheeks, and start tenderly attacking your lips with slow pecks. "And then what happened?" He'll ask all innocently, still holding your adorable face. A mischievous glint covered his pupils while he watched you blink in confusion, a flustered expression slowly creeping over your face. You don’t even remember where you left off.

Those cute moments were now gone. His punishment is the silent treatment. You took your voice, your sight, and your touch from him. He didn't care at first, his ego was big enough to convince him you’ll come crawling back. If you didn't tell him 'we're breaking up,' he didn't go into a spiral. This little fit wasn't enough to get underneath his skin.

What exactly got him heated, was you getting extremely close to the other cleaners. He swore you did it on purpose. You became more affectionate, more touchy, more talkative to them. You avoided him like he was the mere definition of a plague; you quickly turned your heel whenever you saw the tiniest glimpse of his light hair, and would avoid going inside a room if you heard his delicate voice. All of your attention was laid on the rest of your coworkers.

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Your laughter filled the hallway Enjin and you walked down in. He had invited you out for a drink to the bar. Semiu was originally with the both of you, but her bedroom was on the first floor while yours was more upwards. Enjin decided to accompany you to yours, being the gentleman that he is.

"Thank you for taking me out. I really needed a drink." You deeply sighed, glancing up at him with a small smile. Enjin waved his hand in the air in a dismissive manner. "You ain't gotta worry about it. I know how gloomy you get when things aren't good with Tamsy. Semiu and I are happy to cheer you up." He sent a toothy grin your way. Other than your boyfriend, both the blonde and the receptionist had slowly tiptoed into your circle. They were a funny duo to watch, their arguments and random talks were entertaining. They were the first ones to teach you slang in english since Tamsy didn't really use those types of words.

You happily launched yourself at him, bringing him into a tight hug. "You and Semiu have been great friends. I'm really thankful for meeting the two of you." You mumbled against his chest, your words sort of coming out muffled. Enjin laughed at your clinginess, not waiting a second to return your affection. "Don't mention it." He patted your upper back in comfort.

Tobacco lingered around his clothes. His cologne wasn’t as strong, but you could tell that it’s been worn since this morning. He hovered over you by a lot, this man was a bit above six feet and had a muscular build. He made you feel so small in the embrace, although you weren't close to being petite. This situation would have you weak in the knees if there wasn't a man that had already stolen your heart.

You felt his body suddenly tense up around you. His hand stopped midway in the air, looking down at you with a frightened face. Confusion filled you. You were about to ask him until..

"Apologies for interrupting such a pleasing moment. May I steal my girlfriend for a second?" That voice brought shivers down your spine. Oh hell. You fucked up BAD. Your head slightly turned towards the entrance of the hall, where you met your boyfriend's piercing daggers. Somehow, he managed to still have a caring smile on his lips. That made things more horrifying. You immediately left Enjin's grasp, who quickly said goodnight to you, leaving you to deal with the consequences all alone. Oh great. Right when you were spilling how grateful you were for his friendship.

You could physically feel the anger that flew around your lover, circling him as if he was the eye of the hurricane. He was certainly quiet like one. The curve on his lips hid none of his true emotions. The way he stared you down made you feel the fear of a cornered rabbit, getting ready to be chewed out by a rabid fox. A heavy silence fell between the two of you. One that made your eardrums ring.

"It's not what it looks-"

"You yell at me, and then go run into the arms of another." He tilted his head. His eyes squinted, it was easy to catch the rage dancing around his pupils. He began to take gentle steps towards you; a carnivore getting ready to capture his plumpy prey.

'WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!'

"You curse me out, but talk so sweetly to the others."

'YOU SHOULD BE FUCKING GRATEFUL TO ME AND ONLY ME!'

"You push me away, yet are ready to smother anyone else that attends to you."

'I DESERVE YOUR LOVE! NO ONE ELSE!'

"Why are you ignoring me again?"

"For this exact reason." You responded fast. He was now in front of you, staring you down with that same bitter smile. "You don't like it when I go out with the other cleaners. You get all possessive and weird." You crossed your arms over your shoulders, huffing a sigh of disappointment.

Tamsy merely hummed at your pathetic comments. His smile finally dropped.

He snuck a hand behind you, twisting the doorknob of your bedroom before easily sweeping you off your feet. His lanky arms wrapped themselves underneath your thighs, lifting you up like you weigh nothing. One of his legs kicked the door wide open. "Tamsy! Wait!" You tried to push yourself away from him, surprisingly he had a good grip on you. It might be the adrenaline running through his veins that gave him the strength to lift you up, because this wasn't a common occurrence. Which should concern you.. A shameless shudder ran down your body. A few days ago you were complaining about his toxic attitude, yet here you were, enjoying the way he claimed you.

Tamsy shut the door with the back of his heel, he didn't care for locking it. Shit, he could give less of a damn about who walked in. Let them see who you really belonged to. "You're mine.." He muttered out as he dropped you on the bed, settling himself between your legs. "You're mine." His arms folded around your waist, squeezing your figure hard enough to almost knock the air out of you. "You're mine. You're mine. You're mine." He kept spilling those two words, his tone becoming desperate the more he said each vowel. He buried his face on the crook of your neck. He had to hide away so he could get a moment to clear his mind. His head was running in circles, he was trying so hard to not snap at you, knowing that he would only worsen the situation. He shockingly held a tiny grasp of sanity.

At some point, he went silent. His soft breaths hit your warm skin. He clung onto you like a baby koala with separation anxiety. It was better to let the man calm down on his own. You didn't dare to say anything, afraid that you might make things worse. He was unpredictable in this state. It wasn't common to deal with, it didn't happen enough for you to learn how to handle him.

After a few minutes, he slightly moved away, his face stayed above yours. A candied grin carefully formed on his lips.

"And.. I'm yours."

Tamsy whispered lovingly. What a romantic confession. He gently pressed his own forehead against yours. You couldn’t help in thinking how ethereal he looked right now. All that frustration you held had completely vanished. You weren't strong enough to hold long grudges, not towards your boyfriend at least. Your hands slowly roamed around his frame. One stayed rubbing his lower back while the other ran through his silky hair. "I'm all yours." He mentioned once more. He leaned down, planting sweet kisses over your cheeks. He left invisible traces behind.

You stayed silent, savoring every tiny peck. Your hand managed to unravel the bun half of his hair was tied in, it gracefully fell beside your face, acting like a curtain of privacy between the two of you. “You’re a real piece of work..” You mumbled before catching his lips in the middle of him pouring his love. It’s been days since you last enjoyed him. The taste of his lips welcomed yours wholeheartedly. A much needed promise to seal the treaty of peace. A hungry kiss. A rough one. The tiny break you forced upon the relationship was enough time to have you craving him. It was the same with him. The way he bit your bottom lip, made you believe he’s been starving. It almost made you feel pity.

You clung your legs over his hips, pulling him closer to your core. His own cold hands slipped under your shirt, making you jump once those slim fingers made contact with your squishy figure. He missed your heat. It was cozy. Another thing he despised when you chose to disappear were those shivering nights in his lonely room. Only you could fix that. You were his personal heating pad lol.

The beautiful rainbow after the storm appeared. Tamsy had come down to his senses. He backed away when he felt your breath shortening. Deep breaths were exchanged, a smile covered your lips as you admired his beauty. His forehead went back to resting on yours. He gazed at you like you were a deity worth worshiping for creating all of life. He was enamored. You had him in the middle of your palm, and he wouldn’t want it any other way. He loved it here.

Beware. This resolution didn’t mean anything to him. His possessiveness will stay the same. He’ll just have to figure out a way to keep you at his side more often.

[luckydii]

Okey this isn't what I usually post but I've been thinking. Amo in a heavy metal band. That little girl would have the best scremo. Her vocals are able to get a crowd all pumped up AND because of her rage the performance would be authentic. It would be CRISPY. All you see is this girl in a pretty dolly dress and tiny bows all around, a big smile on her face before she starts screaming death into the mic. LIKE BABYMETAL!! Someone see the vision pls

[luckydii]

Semiu loves to cover you in her lipstick. Overall fluff :3

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Semiu adored grabbing you by the chin and kissing your skin, that only got warmer with each touch of her plump lips. She liked to smother you to the point you weren't able to speak anymore. She often left you stunned when her lips began to draw on their favorite canvas. It was the easiest method to catch you off guard. You could feel the marks the lipstick left behind. From your round cheeks, to your forehead, and to finally, your lips. She kissed you as if she had all the time in the world. Gentle and slow, never once rushing to deepen the kiss. By the end of the make out session, Semiu's lips barely held any of the colored tint she had applied. Sometimes you'll be too memorized by her affection, that you often forget to wipe the stains off your face. You'll walk around with Semiu at your side, rambling about whatever until you bump into the other cleaners.

"Y'know, not everybody gotta know about your activities." Enjin looked to the side with a little envy in his eyes. "It looks like someone colored on your face." Rudo pointed out innocently, not really putting two and two together. Your face twisted, your left eye twitched as you stared back at your girlfriend, who had a prideful smile. How shameless.

Hey, you should've known better. It was mainly your fault since you forgot that a colorful stick could leave marks. Don't blame her.

"Is Remlin here?" Rudo naively asked. His oblivion made you feel more embarrassed than that stupid blonde did.

It was worse when Semiu would decorate your neck as well. Being seen like that almost made you dig yourself a hole and hide in it. Still, she would never remind you to clean them off. Let her show off her artwork. That ain't never hurt nobody. Other than your self respect lol.

That wasn't the first time the two of you had been caught. It certainly won't be the last.

[luckydii]

Hi didi!!, I love your work especially the tamsy ones, I just wanted to know if you do requests for tamsy because I can’t see any rules and such on ur page and I don’t want to overcross any boundaries you have 😅💕

Love u didi!!😊

Hiii !! Thank you so much for saying nice things 😭 I really do appreciate it 🥹

Huh i really should add rules to my stuff LMAO sorry sorry. Yes y'all can request only for the characters that I've posted so far, being Tamsy and Semiu for now. Just cause I loved them so much lolol. Although I can't quite promise for a whole 5k word writing if that's something y'all request for, my bad 😭

[luckydii]

Minors Do Not Interact.

Semiu has a fav model part 2. Chubby body. Reader is fem cause Semiu is a lesbian HA. Mentions of Porn Magazines. Wet dreams. Pussy eating (reader receiving).

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Semiu's right eye twitched upon hearing the same old bad news come out of Tamsy's mouth. "Nothing? Again?" She sighed in frustration as she glanced over the magazine the male had gotten for her this morning. About a week ago, she would've been satisfied with it. But now, they barely work anymore. Her mind had been stuck onto the model's body that she saw the other day. Tamsy has only been able to find two of 'em. He hasn't had any luck recently. "Maybe she's a new model. You did barely started seeing her." Tamsy placed the fingertip of his index finger on his chin, tapping it while his eyes looked up at the ceiling. "Who knows. Maybe, she's in the middle of a photoshoot as we're speaking." He shrugged before crossing his arms over his chest. Semiu hummed, still staring down at the dirty photos that didn't bring her much excitement anymore. "Hopefully, you're right.." She mumbled while gloom lingered in her tone. Tamsy looked down at her with a blank smile decorating his face, wondering to himself how one achieves a porn addiction.

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Semiu wrapped her hands around the plush of your thighs, digging her manicured nails until you cried out from the tingles of pain. Her eyelids barely stayed open while her lips kept making out with your dripping sex. There was nothing running through her mind, it had gone blank the moment she got a taste of you. She devoured you like a carnivorous animal that hasn't tasted meat in days. The way you kept whimpering her name drove her into a spiral. She could feel your muscles twitch under her fingertips, knowing it was a sign that you were close to your high. One of her hands snuck up to your waist, gripping the side of it. Your hot skin burned so good. She carefully glanced up, seeing the way your flesh slightly spilled from the gaps of her slender fingers. Fuck, she loved feeling the fat of your body. Her face was full with heat, both from her own blood rushing to her cheeks, and the comfortable warmth of your pussy. It was boiling enough that it covered the bottom of her glasses with a light fog.

Your pelvis started desperately grinding against her mouth, the closer you got, the more your hips began to stutter. You used her tongue as a personal sex toy, and Semiu paid no mind even though she usually preferred to be in control. Tonight, you were granted the reward of doing whatever you pleased. In return, you needed to let her savor every inch of you. Oh, how long she's been waiting for this. Her eyes trailed up to your expression, but she wasn't able to see anything. It was blurry from the fog that tinted her glasses. She could easily back up and wipe them down to get a better view of you. But, she didn't have a clue about your appearance.

...

Wait..

The woman opened her eyes in shock, only to be met with the ceiling of her dark room. Her chest rose up and down, her breath getting heavier as the dream became clearer. She pressed her legs together at the thought of your clit rubbing on her mouth. That's when she noticed her own sex felt.. wet. Are you fucking kidding? Ain't no way a model is driving her this mad. This is foolish.

Pictures weren't going to cut it anymore. She needed to find you.

[luckydii]

Tamsy likes to smother you. He's not clingy, he just likes to bother you lol. That's what you think at least. Fluff.

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Tamsy tenderly laid his lips on your jaw, trailing them all around as his hands intertwined against yours, carefully pushing them deeper into the worn out mattress. His piercing lightly pressed on your skin, somehow the texture of it added more to the thrill. Goosebumps traveled around your body. Your smile widened. You adored these wonderful nights when your lover would randomly shower you in affection. It wasn't rare for him to worship you like this, but it always caught you off guard when he suddenly snuck into your room from the window, and attacked you so gracefully. If you were up, sewing your newest creation, he'll happily tower you over your desk, bother you until you give into his seduction. The first couple of times he began to grow into this habit, you've almost stabbed him with the needle you were using. He would never allow for you to put a single scratch on him though.

Tonight he had woken you up from slumber with kisses all over your face. The moment he felt you stirr awake was when he began creating a path leading towards your neck. You had to wake up right at the crack of dawn, so you really shouldn't be enjoying this as much. You should be scolding him for disturbing your much needed sleep. However, that was part of the Tamsy charm. Him purposely annoying/bothering you made you feel wanted. It brought you joy when he chose to pester you.

"Tamsy.. I gotta wake up early for a mission." You lazily mumbled. Your words didn't add up with your actions. You tilted your head to give him more space to decorate with invisible marks. In response, his teeth lightly sunk in a sensitive spot of your neck. A small gasp got caught in your throat. "Doesn't seem important to you." He poked at the way you easily accepted his affection. There was no hesitation, and you weren't even trying to push him off. No, you were enchanted by him. He was absolutely ethereal under the moonlight that radiated through the glass of the window, it shined on his beautiful irises.

His long hair scattered around your shoulders, tickling your bare skin whenever he moved his head. "Let's go to sleep, love." Your hands traced his back, your fingertips drawing small circles. "Not yet." You could feel the way his wicked smile presses against you. Oh, poor you.

The next morning, you managed to nap throughout the whole reckless drive.

[luckydii]

Minors do not interact.

Semiu has a favorite model (⁠〃ﾟ⁠3ﾟ⁠〃⁠) suggestive themes. Porn magazines. Mentions of masturbation. Chubby body cause hell yeah. Reader is fem cause that woman is STRICTLY for the girlies.

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Semiu read dirty magazines as if she was bored out of her damn mind. She's gotten so used to seeing women in the tiniest pieces of things that shouldn't even be considered clothes, that she mastered the greatest poker face. There were no flushed cheeks and no flustered gaze, not even a sense of glee. She read porn magazines like the morning newspaper. Her expression wouldn't even change if someone walked up to her from any angle, she'll simply entertain the conversation with a monotone voice, and never break contact from the multiple pairs of cleavage and assess that blessed her eyes. So imagine the surprise when Enjin saw her leaning so close to a page, eyes wide open. Did the creators of the magazines accidentally slip in a girl that was fully clothed?

"What you looking at?" No hi, no nothing, straight to the point since Semiu wouldn't dare to greet him back, especially if something finally caught her attention. She slammed the magazine on her desk, looking up at him with a.. normal smile? He quickly glanced down, examining what he could, and, honestly, his eyes went wide as well. A body full of flesh was splattered across both pages. Thick legs, wide hips, and a pudgy stomach. It was something exotic, something that has never been seen. Was this specific model from the sphere? No. Couldn't be. But how did she manage to get a body like that in the underground?

The next day. Semiu gave the usual task to Tamsy, but accompanied with a very specific request. "I need you to find a magazine that has her in it. Only her." She opened the previous one to the pages that she shamelessly finished multiple times to last night. With the look in her eyes, the male was a bit scared to even touch the corners of the papers. However, he still had the same reaction as the other two cleaners. Shocked yet intrigued. "Huh.. Have you fallen for her?" He cautiously teased. It would certainly be a surprise since the head of the woman was cropped out, her figure was the most thing available. "Yeah, something like that." She flipped the pornographic journal back towards her. She couldn't draw her sight away from the brand new beauty she's discovered. No, she had to find more material.

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Part 2

[luckydii]

Tamsy likes to get on your nerves :D

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Your boyfriend had been staring at you and all the others that gathered around the homemade Christmas tree Rudo had happily build with his own two hands. Now, it was everybody's turn to decorate it as they pleased. This was the second Christmas you'll be spending at the cleaners headquarters. Back then you still couldn't manage to understand everyone, nor could they to you, but somehow that didn't stop you from yapping. Tamsy was the only one that truly caught up to your words. He started picking at it the more you two conversed, which expressions were linked to specific phrases, and which words you often said. The face you made when he responded to you with so much confidence made his heart beat so fast. It was the first time he'd seen that sparkle in your eye. Nobody else had caught your language yet, he was the first one.

"Love, come hang this!" You demanded with a grin on your pretty lips. You held one of the ornaments you had created with your sewing kit, handing it over to him. It was a snowman that was made out of the thinnest white fabric and had fluff inside. Black stitches were neatly printed all around its silhouette. Two black dots were its eyes, and an orange triangle was right below them. Of course, it wouldn't be an official snowman without its scarf and buttons. You and August decided to share the creativity this year by making Christmas ornaments for everyone.

Tamsy stared at you with a gentle smile, humming along while taking the tiny article from your hand. He put it right beside the candy caine that you've placed on one of the branches. "No, Tamsy. You need to put it somewhere that's empty." You grumbled out, taking it back from the tree, and forcibly putting it on his hand. He curiously tilted his head, the little curve on his face slowly developed into a grin. "That space is empty." He happily argued, stating in a 'matter-of-fact' tone. He really liked to raigebait you. The way you glared at him was absolutely adorable. It was funnier when you couldn't translate his words, it left you more dumbfounded on why he was so against you.

You looked up at him with squinting eyes, a frown staining your face. Tamsy slightly threw his head back, bursting out into giggles that sounded like music to your ears. "You look so cute, darling." He leaned down to carefully paint your cheek with slow pecks, still smiling like the jester he was. "Tamsy.." You warned with boiling cheeks. You could already feel a few eyes on you and your boyfriend. The male did not give a single damn about the affection he gave you in public. It wasn't his problem if the other cleaners decided to be nosy. You on the other hand became awkward with it. The headquarters still didn't feel quite like home, so this wasn't the most comforting situation. However, you still couldn't manage to say no to Tamsy. The moment he gave you those pretty pleading eyes, you crumbled so easily and let him do whatever he pleased.

The low in your voice did nothing to him, only encouraged him to smother you more. No worries though, he stopped his soft attacks against your warm skin. He'll continue later on when both of you are behind closed doors. He's not that cruel. Well, to you at least.

[luckydii]

Minors do not interact.

Mentions of afab reader! Breeding kink. Chubby body. Suggestive themes.

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Tamsy has been having an itch lately. One that he wants to scratch so bad until it bled all over him. His sight trailed up and down your figure, silently drooling over every curve you've been blessed with. Unlike the others, your body held fat and your hips were wide. You were soft all around, and somehow didn't lose weight even if you were sent to missions that forced you to starve for days. It was intriguing. Your body was in the most perfect condition to survive the harshness that roamed around the underground. Your genes were useful. Your genes were.. beautiful.

Tamsy still remembered the day he met you. You spoke in a language that he's never heard of. He had no knowledge of your background, and even if you did mention it, he couldn't understand you. Yet, both of you spoke as if the language barrier didn't exist. Once you began to speak English fluently, you never confessed where you came from. But he guessed your parents were the ones that passed down such a pretty body type to their offspring. Meaning..

You were the perfect woman to carry his seed.

Oh, how obsessive he got with the idea of getting you pregnant. To grip your love handles while shooting his hot load deep inside your core. Desperately trying to get hard to last for multiple rounds, and make sure you told him the wonderful news in the span of two weeks. He wouldn't allow for none of his orgasms to drip out of you. He wished for that fantasy to become a reality.

However, Tamsy was a gentleman. He would never disrespect you in such a vulnerable act without telling you first. This urge to breed you was something that you could never know. So for now, he stayed quiet and kept pulling out any time y'all shared steamy moments.

[luckydii]

Tamsy adores your natural body heat. It happily radiates around his cold figure that can't be blessed with warmth, even under all those layers of clothing. He constantly has his hands under your shirt when you are alone, caressing your skin that feels boiling hot against his fingertips. In public, it's common for him to hold your hand, rubbing a random spot on the side. He wasn't the clingy type, but your warmth felt so good against him. Especially those cold nights that haunted over the ground, he would beg for you to sleep over in his room or for him to stay at yours.

♡

"Please, y/n. I swear it gets colder in my room. Let me stay." He leaned down to your height, a pout covering his lips while his beautiful sunlit irises stared down at yours. You looked to the side, letting out a sigh of defeat. You really didn't want the rest of the cleaners to get the wrong idea. Enjin has been giving you weird stares every time he catches both you and Tamsy coming out of the same room. God forbid that you walk out wearing one of his white button ups that hugs against your body. It was a wonderful sight to your boyfriend, but a daring one to the rest of your coworkers.

Glancing back at the male, your heart skipped a beat. He was too beautiful for his own good, and he knew damn well how to use it against you. You were weak to his cute frowns and little pleas. It wasn't a fair game to you. His beauty was a weapon. "Fine.." You finally let him pass through the door. A smile of victory quickly replaced the pout, making you shake your head while huffing out a chuckle. Tamsy flopped onto your bed and crawled underneath the covers, keeping the blanket upwards with his arm as an invitation to lay down. You lazily followed along, planting your head on his chest. His arms snuck their way around you, embracing you tightly as both hands trailed under the thin shirt you were wearing. His coldness brought goosebumps down your back.

"Night', Tamsy." You murmured.

"Goodnight, darling." He responded with his sweet voice.

[madamechrissy]

Suguru Geto can't get his mind off his little girls' pretty teacher. You're always smiling at him when he picks Mimiko and Nanako up from school, he may or may not be the first parent there. He may or may not be searching for whatever perfume you wear just so he can inhale it all the time.

Suguru has been a single dad for years, he adopted his kids when they were just babies, and he's been fine with that. He has a business to run, he has a busy life, and dating wasn't something he was actively looking to do.

Until all he could think of was asking you out.

How does he ask you out, and how do you make him so nervous, in your pretty sweaters, with those glasses on the bridge of your nose, so soft and sweet. He plays it over in his head, working up the courage to just say - let's have dinner, let me take you out, let's catch a movie.

Yet he can't say the words, he's stuttered and tongue tied. Satoru loves to make fun of him over it when he comes over, smacking his back and in that annoying gojo voice saying - 'ya ask the pretty teacher out yet Sugu!?'

He thinks about it as he heads in for his coffee on the weekend, the girls are with a sitter because he has a meeting, and that's when Suguru runs right into you. Literally, he smacks right into your body, and almost knocks you over.

"Oof!" You damn near fall, if not for his arm wrapping around you quickly, his breath tickling against the skin of your neck, leaving little goosebumps everywhere.

Your eyes lock.

"Mr. Geto! I'm so sorry," you back off just a bit, eyes lowering, lashes casting shadows on your cheeks. "How are you?"

"I'm... you're... um..."

Talk, Suguru, talk.

He can practically hear Satoru in his damn head laughing - Suguru hasn't ever been shy around women, what was happening? Is it your pretty eyes, those glossy lips that he wants to taste, is it the way your waist feels in his big hands?

"What is it?" You ask softly, then Suguru stutters again, blush dancing across his high cheek bones.

"I want to... I'd like to..."

You patiently wait, still in his arms in this coffee shop, tilting your head curiously. Did Suguru like you maybe!? You do think he's so handsome, but you don't want to be innapropriate or be too forward with him!

"Like get a coffee or-"

Suguru can't stop what spills out of his lips as he feels your body against his.

"Eat your pussy and spit in your mouth."

You blink.

"Wha-!?"

"Wha-!?"

hehehe should I continueee??

[luckydii]

This had me giggling omg 😭

[shujichii]

your husband had a very convenient advantage over you.

and that would be picking you up— whenever and wherever.

falling asleep anywhere other than your bed was never an issue, not with him around. because rest assured— your very strong, very responsible and very devoted husband, has made it his mission to pick up his beloved wife and deliver her to safety and comfort.

you fell asleep on the couch while reading a book or watching a movie? no problem, he had already anticipated it. cue him carefully picking you up bridal style, grip firm but gentle, your head comfortably cradled against his chest. then, he'd start walking to your shared bedroom with slow steps— but not before staring at your sleeping face for a moment with a painfully tender gaze and pressing a featherlight kiss to your temple. everytime you woke up, you would find yourself neatly tucked in bed with him holding you close to him or simply gazing at you in quiet awe, like you were the very embodiment of beauty itself. (to him, you were, even if you disagreed.)

now, that's not the only place where his strength came to use. whenever you decide to act stubborn and bratty, you'd best be prepared for a pair of large, steady and warm hands to suddenly settle themselves on your waist, hoisting you up over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes. he'd go on about his day just like that as if he didn't have a living, breathing, adult-sized human creating a fuss over his shoulder. he'll only put you down when he feels like it. or maybe if you manage to bribe him with some affection… (spoiler; it always works.)

another time would be when you're feeling particularly lazy to get up from bed in the morning. you don't want to get up? that's fine too, he'll let you latch onto him like a koala— your arms lazily looped around his neck, legs around his waist, and his hand keeping you steady while he casually takes a sip of his coffee with the other. that's his life now. happy wife, happy life.

however, there was also a time when he had you questioning your entire existence. you were standing in front of a drawer, very much distracted by an item in your hands. it just so happened that your husband needed to get something from the said drawer. his solution? extraordinary. lift you off the ground by your waist, relocate you to the side, get his drawer business done and casually go on and about with his day. you only processed this a minute later and he had no idea why you kept on staring at him like he had personally rewritten the laws of the universe itself.

long story short, he loved picking you up— even during times when it was unnecessary. why? because he simply could. and also because it was the perfect excuse to have you in his arms yet again.

♡ nanami kento, kamo choso, ryomen sukuna, gojo satoru, geto suguru, fushiguro toji (jjk), sylus, zayne, xavier, caleb (lads), wriothesley, alhaitham, neuvillette, diluc, itto, kaeya, childe, zhongli (genshin), rengoku kyojuro, uzui tengen, tomioka giyuu, himejima gyomei (kny), ukitake jushiro, kuchiki byakuya, kyoraku shunsui, kurosaki ichigo, ishida uryuu, abarai renji, hitsugaya toshiro, jugram haschwalth (bleach), your favorite.

[frenchcoucou]

SAVE A HORSE RIDE A WHAT???? 📢

ac: takk1m on twt

[luckydii]

You're alive!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭 Thank you for the good food and welcome back!!!

Yes, I am!!! Thank you so much for the welcoming. It always feel so nice to see any type of validation. I really do appreciate all the little words <3

[luckydii]

A Delicious Feast

(Chapter 4)

Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3

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Rengoku rescues you from an unexpected attack. You repay him by making delicious meals that he gladly devours.

Later on, the man starts craving something else rather than your food.

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"The food smells delicious!" Mitsuri explained as she held the bento box close to her nose. "I know little Sukoshi made an effort on my plate." The small boy was absolutely adorable in her eyes. The relationship he had with you made her want something she's never thought about. Having kids.

"That boy really is something." Kyojuro chuckled. The conversation he had with Sukoshi kept replaying in his head. Marriage was a topic he would usually avoid, so it was definitely surprising when a nine-year-old decided to bring it up to him. Being a Hashira kept him away from getting into a relationship. Slaying demons at night, and recovering health in the day didn't give him enough time to socialize outside of the Demon Slayer Corps. He knew he wanted to start a family one day and grow old. Those were his two life goals. If you were willing to accept his proposal, he would try his hardest to make time just for you.

Every single day you hoped to see the flame hashira once more. You would wake up, and muster up the courage to speak to him, but sadly you were never greeted with warm tones. This routine kept going for about two weeks, and when the demon slayer finally decided to show up. You wanted to run away and hide.

Seeing him stand in front of the bar made you nervous. This time he wasn't accompanied by the pretty lady. Sukoshi noticed you stopping dead on your tracks, looking at Rengoku with an overwhelmed expression from afar. The boy gently grabbed your hand, startling you, but immediately feeling a sense of calmness flow over your body. His tiny smile gave you some strength. Okay, come on, you can do this. Even Sukoshi believes in you.

As you walked closer, Rengoku's head snapped at your direction like an owl. The sudden eye contact made you coward back, but your nephew was ready to hold onto you before you had the chance to run away. Right, you got this.

"(L/N)-San! Sukoshi! What a pleasant morning to see you both!"

"You're standing in front of our restaurant." Sukoshi said once y'all were close enough to him, tilting his head.

"Yes I am, my boy!" His loud laugh could be heard from the end of the street. Although it didn't stop it from being contagious. The little one joined in after a second.

"It's nice seeing you again, Rengoku-San." You bowed, staring at the ground a little too long to avoid the intense gaze that seemed to stare you down. Not intentionally, of course. Because of where you were looking at, you didn't even notice the man bowing back. He didn't like how your eyes weren't on him.

His hands met your shoulders. Even if they weren't bare you could feel his hardened palm filled with victories from wielding his sword so bravely. "Don't avoid me, please." His tone had gone soft for the first time around you. It made your cheeks warm. He knew exactly why you were denying eye contact. The little boy must have told you about what they were talking about the last time he came by. "I'm not avoiding you!" You said a little too loud, making your nephew look up at you with a crazy expression. It's like he was internally telling you "Real nice, Oba" with that little sassy tone of his.

Your lip twitched into a frown. All of that confidence you been storing for the past two weeks had been gone in a snap. You couldn't even look at the man in the eyes. "I'm not trying to avoid you, but..." You trailed off as you finally made eye contact with Rengoku. Those beautiful irises stared at you with wonder, begging for you to say what's on your mind.

Your lips forced themselves to seal shut. You couldn't do it. It wasn't as easy as you thought it would be, so instead you had to come up with something else.

"Would it be possible for you to stay until we close?" Your face was filled with heat. It wasn't like you were asking him out, so why were you so embarrassed to ask such a thing. A big smile plastered on his face, nodding his head in full agreement. "Of course, (L/N)-San!" He was just glad to be invited to what he was guessing a talk. You on the other hand didn't even know what to do. Were you just supposed to ask him out or what? Anxiety was rising in you.

Yet, again, Sukoshi came to the rescue. He tugged your hand, leading you to the inside of the restaurant, so you wouldn't stand in front of Rengoku any longer. You exhaled a big breath once you two got to the back of the restaurant. This was nerve-wracking, but at least you made small progress for the mean time. The boy looked up at you and patted the small of your back since that's what he could reach for. "You'll be okay, oba! I'll be there the whole day and night!" His reassurance did help you, although you didn't know what to tell him about the last part.

"Suko, I rather talk to Rengoku-san by myself tonight." This brought shock to the little boy. He tucked out his bottom lip. "Why?! I want to be there as well." You shook your head, and patted his hair. "No, Suko. This is going to be a talk between adults, you understand?" You traced small patterns on his head to distract him from your so-called betrayel.

"Yeah.." He quietly spoke while looking away. You sighed with a small smile forming on your lips. You crouch down to his height, booping his nose in the process. "I thank you for making this an opportunity for me." That's when Sukoshi's tiny pout turned into a wide grin. "You're welcome!"

When both you and your nephew entered through the back door, you were met with Rengoku once more, who had already made himself comfortable in the small stool. You felt slight intimidation, but you had to remind yourself. This man would never do anything to humiliate you or harm you in any way, right? This admirable man would never do such thing.

"What would you like to eat?" You asked, looking directly into his eyes.

The day went on like the usual. You served a whole lot amount of food while Sukoshi and him conversated. Customers had started piling up at your little restaurant a few minutes after Rengoku's appetite was finally satisfied. One thing both of the relatives always wondered was why did Rengoku constantly said "delicious!". It was rather strange, but it did bring you joy since he was showing his liking towards the meals. Oh, so that's what you thought.

"Rengoku-San why are you always saying delicious?" Gladly, your nephew took one for the team like always and tried to feed his curiosity.

Rengoku gave him the same planted smile he always wore. "I want to enjoy every meal before I die!" He said with such enthusiasm. Some customers stopped eating and stared at him from the corner of their eyes. You stopped cutting the onions and Sukoshi just stared at him with a mouth wide open. That immediately took a dark turn. 

"Huh?" Sukoshi frowned at the thought of Rengoku dying. "One never knows when they're going to die. As someone who's constantly in the battlefield I'm at a higher risk of dying. That's why I want to savor every meal before that happens." He gently smiled down at the boy whose bottom lip was trembling. Although, his little speech didn't have such motivation for your customers. They stopped eating midway, and now were staring at their plates. Well, gladly they already paid for it.

"But I don't want you to die! You can't!" He yelled while his hands turned into fists, as a tightening lump formed on his throat. The Hashira knew that if he spoke about being killed with honor, it would not make the situation any better, so instead, he made up a reason, one that only contained the truth. "No need to worry, Sukoshi. I shall use the conquering of your oba's heart as motivation to not leave this world yet." That made the situation worse, at least for you. You didn't even want to turn around just yet, it was impossible to ignore the intense pupils burying themselves on your figure. The good news was you no longer needed to ask him out. Rengoku made it clear he was going to win you over no matter what, even if he has to break the laws of life, and not meet the reaper with a deep wound in his body. The bad news... The customers had returned to eating their meals, happily listening to this week's brand new gossip.

Shit.

Throughout the day, your nerves were at their highest. You were completely aware you were the one that invited the man to stay until closing, but now that you were cleaning up the bar. It was difficult to calm the tension you felt. Ugh, why did you have to be awkward with men? Maybe it had to be with past experiences turning into bad results.

Once everything was properly cleaned, you had finally freed yourself from the thin knots of the apron you wore. Sukoshi had done that not too long ago, at the moment he was enjoying conversation with the male, and from what you caught, it had to do with the stories of his family. Apparently, he had a younger brother that won a few years against your nephew. Wouldn't it be fun for them to meet? Ha, if you do get married to this man, you'll already be giving him Rengoku's brother. The boy sounded rather timid compared to his extroverted older brother, so it would surely be a cute meeting between the two babies.

At last, you finally locked up the shop for good. "Are you boys ready?" You asked, walking towards them. They both nodded their heads, almost matching each other's enthusiasm. One was joyful to finally go home and rest, while the other was glad to exchange a few words with you alone.

As Sukoshi walked between the two adults, you couldn't help but gain a domestic feeling inside your chest. This is something you have always wanted, to have a husband and a child stepping alongside you. This warm feeling nearly made your tenseness loosen up. Keyword: 'Nearly'. The path to the (L/N)'s humbled residency was quiet, the only thing that could be heard were those of the tiny insects that roamed around the village, and the footsteps that were dragged against the path covered in dirt. The sunset was explicitly beautiful, the dark hue gently covered the orange rays of the sun. The colors brought slight comfort, earning the bravery to turn your gaze from the sky towards the male, and to your surprise. Rengoku was already looking at you with a smile. You were quick to break eye contact, forcing yourself to focus on the sky once again. Your heartbeat skipped a few beats as a blush hovered over your cheeks. Your panicked expression wasn't hidden from his sight, it brought out a chuckle, not helping your inner conflict at all.

A quiet sigh left your lips, seeing that everyone was standing a few feet away from your home. You stopped on your tracks, grabbing your nephew by the shoulder to put a pause in his steps. "Please wait here, Rengoku-San. I'll be back in a few minutes." You mentioned before nudging Sukoshi to say goodbye, but instead of bowing the boy went up to him and wrapped his arms around what he could reach, embracing him with a hug. He grinned towards the older man, speaking his farewell before letting go. Rengoku's pupils grew a shine to them as he stared down at him, a pure sight for sore eyes. He patted his head, unfortunately repeating the goodbye.

You paused as you and Sukoshi were right in front of the entrance. Crouching down, you cupped his face with both palms to catch his attention. "Sukoshi, you must promise me something. Do not tell anyone about Rengoku-San and I."

His eyebrow quirked with confusion. "But why? Obaasan would be so happy to hear you might get married soon." He wasn't technically wrong, your mother would be awfully overjoyed to hear the news of a man finally wanting to be engaged with you. "Yes, Suko, but.. y'know how she gets. She immediately spreads the word, and then.." That's how it was. When she made an announcement it's like these men were embarrassed to be known as a soon-to-be spouse for someone like you. It caused them to take back their words and leave you with unwanted heartache. "Well, what if Rengoku-San decides to change his mind? She would be devastated like the previous rejections."

"He's too nice for that."

"How do we know, Suko?"

"Because!-"

"Sukoshi." Your palm hovered over his lips. His voice was getting loud, and you did not need your family to hear this conversation. "Just promise me that you're not going to bring this up to her or your mother. Please." Your hand left his face, holding up your pinky to complete the deal. The boy was obviously not happy about this, he wanted for you to trust his decision. There was no reason for you to doubt him. "Okay, Oba." He hooked his own pinky onto yours. A soft smile forming on your lips. Giving him a peck on his forehead, you mumbled a few words that made him bright right up.

"I love you, Sukoshi."

He pulled you into a tight hug, whispering, "I love you too, Oba." You knew that deep down he just wanted the best for you, but going through this was easier said than done. "C'mon. I'm sure you're hungry." After a full day of cooking, it was your mother that gave you the relief to relax as she put together a meal for the both of you.

Once the two entered the solace of their home, a greeting from your mother was immediately thrown your way. You quickly explained how you forgot to do inventory of the bar, and needed to go back to do it. "I'll try not to take long." You mentioned merely escaping her list of questions.

Hooray! You successfully escaped. Butterflies were summoned in your stomach as your eyes hit familiar irises. He held a smile that never seemed to leave his skin. It's simply a talk. Yeah.

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Hey... hey y'all... How y'all doing..? 😭 Y'all will keep seeing my apologies since I can't keep a constant schedule. One thing that I do promise is that there'll be AT LEAST one update a year. Is it worth the wait? Idk. But to those who are still interested in this series. I love y'all and appreciate y'all mwah.