Bakugo Thought (warning: weight insecurities, weight shaming, chubby reader implied)
Three things Bakugo loves:
1. You
2. Your plush thighs
3. Your plush butt connected to your sexy hips
Three things Bakugo hates:
1. Your current boyfriend
2. Your current boyfriend's negative comments about your body (especially the parts Bakugo loves)
3. The way you look at yourself bc of your current boyfriend's negative comments
In lieu of all this, Bakugo agrees to help you train to "get rid of the fat parts" is how you said it.
Bakugo helps you train, but it's to enhance those parts of you he loves. Is it selfish? Maybe. But deep down, he wants you to love yourself again. To see yourself the way you did before that asshat came into your life.
Two months into training and your boyfriend dumps you because "the training isn't working".
Bakugo confesses what he did with the training plan. You are speechless. Tears fall because no one has ever shown you that level of love. That level of acceptance. But he did. Bakugo loves you, your body (no matter shape, size, height or whatever).
“Starlight, what are these called again?” Looking up from the list you were writing, there was Lotor squishing a good sized marshmallow between his fingers with a perplexed look. You chuckled at his intense look as he looked at how the squishy treat would shrink down and then pop back to its full size.
“Those are called marshmallows, they’re an important part of the s’mores we need for tonight.” He nodded and continued to squish the soft pillowy thing. You enjoyed seeing Lotor so curious about all of the new things that Earth had. After everything that went on, settling back down on Earth and starting to rebuild your lives was the most logical next step.
Lotor and yourself decided to stay close to the others and with everyone’s help, a new house was built for you both. It was cozy and perfect for you both and for the past few years, things were finally getting back to normal. This year was exciting because everyone in town was going back to doing traditional Holiday activities now that there was peace of mind.
The team was excited to have some normal fun for once and part of that fun was s’mores! You invited the whole team over to your guys’ place to catch up and have some s’mores. It was nearing the start of October and you thought this would be a good way to kick off the start of Halloween season which was something else you had to explain to Lotor and he was excited to celebrate as well especially after you explained the concept of haunted houses and horror movies.
“Alright, I think we have everything for tonight!” You held up your list with a triumphant smile as Lotor finally popped the marshmallow into his mouth and his face warped into a bit of cringe. Laughing at his facial expression, he swallowed and blanched a bit most likely from how sweet it tasted to him. “Starlight, I adore you, but that ‘s’more’ was too sweet”. You shook your head and tapped your list. “That’s not the s’more hun, that’s a part of the s’more, that’s what will get gooey when put over the fire.”
“So, it’ll be better once gooey?” You chuckled and nodded. “It’ll be the best thing you ever tasted when it’s all together!” You started making your way to the kitchen to start gathering all the things needed.
“Best thing I ever tasted? That’s a momentous statement when the best thing I’ve tasted has been your lips, my love.” You could feel your face flush at his words. You swatted him with the list as he let out a deep laugh at your reaction. “Let’s get everything ready, the gang should be here soon.”
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The cackling of the fire, the woodsy smell and the laughter that rang around the firepit was something you enjoyed, the normalcy of it all brought a smile to your face.
“Then Lance decided he didn’t need to listen to the professionals and now our basement is flooded, so construction’s on hold.” Keith glared at Lance after saying that, who just shrugged and grabbed another marshmallow to roast over the open fire.
“Look, I thought knocking down that wall was fine, that just means we have more time to figure out what we want to do with the basement.” Keith waved his words off as the group laughed at the usual antics of those two.
“So (Y/N), how’re things going here?” Pidge asked this as the others chattered happily around you. “Really great actually,” You looked over at Lotor who was mimicking what Hunk was doing with roasting his marshmallow and putting it in between the graham cracker and piece of chocolate that were ready and finally squishing it all together to make the iconic s’more. “Lotor’s been adjusting nicely and we’ve actually been thinking of possibly starting a family.” Pidge smiled at your words. “Well, I know you both will make great parents, I better be the first to know once you do find out.” Laughing, you nodded. “I wouldn’t dream of telling anyone else first.”
Pidge started to talk to Shiro who was next to her as you enjoyed the atmosphere. Looking back over to Lotor, he was chatting with Hunk as they both enjoyed their s’mores.
The way that Lotor has changed made you smile. He was more open and willing to do new things and make a life with you here on a planet that was foreign to him and seeing him enjoying a treat that he’s never had before with someone that used to be his enemy just solidified the fact that you made the right choice and you couldn’t wait to see what the rest of your lives had in store.
Lucifer wasn't weak by any means, but if he had to choose something that made him feel weak it would be you.
It still irritates him that a mere human drove him absolutely mad. It would've been more tolerable if you just made him angry, but no.
You drive him mad with desire, lust and dare he say love. The last being somewhat of a foreign concept to him, but the more time he spent with you, the more his heart skipped a beat, the more he wanted you to be his.
He didn't say anything, so you didn't know how he felt about you, but even so he still felt like you were teasing him with each smile, small touch and hug you gave him.
The relentless teasing his brothers would throw at him irritated him to no end, but when they would try to steal your attention away from him that crossed a line. Even if you didn't know it yet, you were his and he was going to show you tonight.
You would get together with Lucifer three times a week to study, well, more like him tutoring you in a way. Either way, it was time you got to spend with him and you cherished it.
Lucifer tapped his pen against his desk as you looked over the sheets your report was scribbled on. The way you bit your lip as you concentrated was adorable to the demon. He continued to admire you as you diligently worked on your essay for the class you both shared. Lucifer had finished the assignment fairly quickly and was just there in case you had questions.
Licking his lips, his eyes traveled up and down your body. The soft rolls and squishable flesh that adorned each inch of you made him want to see more of you.
He wanted to hold more of your softness, caress the protruding sides and even bite the doughy flesh just to elicit a moan from that loud louth of yours.
"Earth to Lucifer!" Speaking of which, your loud mouth snapped him out of his lustful thoughts.
"Yes?" He tried to sound bored as he rolled his eyes at you.
"You were staring at me…do I have something on my face?" Your hands smoothed over your face as you fidgeted a bit in your chair.
Seeing how embarrassed and shy you looked, he couldn't hold himself back any longer. Swiftly standing up from his chair he walked around his desk and grasped your soft chin in his hand gripping it so you couldn't get away.
"You've been driving me mad (Y/N), do you know that?" He could feel the heat start to rise in your face. "All my thoughts are plagued by you, your body, your lips…everything." He let out a slight growl as he captured your lips in a fiery kiss. You were sweeter than he imagined. It was intoxicating to him, an addiction almost.
He grinned into the kiss as a small moan emitted from your mouth. Your hands hesitantly wrapped themselves around his neck as he deepened the kiss.
Taking it a step further, he bit your bottom lip, his fangs sinking into the skin. Lucifer tasted your blood on his tongue so sweet like he expected. Breaking the kiss, you were a flushed mess which only made his lust filled state even more insatiable.
You leaned up trying to capture the demon's lips once more as he just chuckled at your attempt. Gripping your soft waist, he effortlessly hoisted you onto his desk as the passion continued.
He was going to sink his fangs into every supple inch of you.
It was date night and since it was October, Soma planned a movie marathon of all your favorite animated Halloween movies since neither of you could handle over the top scary movies. It was cute and he put thought into it with the themed snacks, your favorite blankets and his homemade chai hot chocolate. It was perfect and the rain outside made it even better.
BOOM!
A giant clap of thunder sounded as lighting illuminated the sky and soon you both were shrouded in darkness. Great…a power outage. “Stay here (Y/N), I’ll get the candles.” Soma gave your forehead a kiss before getting up to go grab the candles in the hall closet. Snuggling into the blanket you were a little bummed that the movie was interrupted, but regardless you still get to spend time with Soma. Speaking of which, came back with his arms full of various candles.
Getting up from the couch and your blanket cocoon, you helped him set the candles around the couch and fireplace to create some sort of light source. After the final one was lit, the majority of the room had a soft glow of yellow and orange, the colors mixing together in a fiery dance. Arms wrapped around your soft waist, fingers sliding up and down your protruding flesh, caressing the bumps and rolls that adorned his path. “Have I mentioned how beautiful you are, love?”
Relaxing in his hold you just soaked in his touch. “Yes Soma, you tell me every day.” He hummed at your response. “Seems like I need to tell you more often.” Soft kisses were placed down the slope of your neck.
“I’m sorry the weather ruined our date, hopefully it won’t be out too long.” You waved off his comment as you both sat back on the couch, Soma pulling you into his hold making sure you were secure in between his legs. “I mean the weather is annoying, but it didn’t ruin anything Soma…I’m still here with you.” With your head rested on his chest you looked up to see his smiling face. His brown skin being highlighted by the candles made him look even more handsome and practically glowing.
“You’re so handsome in this candlelight…” Your voice trailed off as you continued to stare at Soma. “The candle light just illuminates your face so well, I swear your face was sculpted by the Gods themselves,” Reaching up, you gently stroked his face, the softness of his face was astounding as it glided across your fingertip. “What did I do to deserve someone as great as you, Soma?” You could feel his cheeks heat up as your fingers slid across them.
Turning yourself around, you were face to face with Soma as you quickly captured his lips and those were soft too. Cupping his face, you pulled him closer to you, the kiss becoming more passionate by the minute.
Soma wrapped his arms around your soft waist, pulling you as close to him as he could. Feeling his tongue slide across your bottom lip caused you to moan as you granted him access, your tongues twisting and turning, exploring one another.
Pulling back, you both were breathing hard, heat was radiating off your bodies and the look in Soma’s eyes indicated that he wanted to do more. “Sculpted by the Gods, huh?” The cheeky bastard had a smirk on his face. “I could say the same about you, love,” Pulling you down onto his chest, he kissed the crown of your head.
With the glow of the candles and the soft pattering of rain against the windows you both started to drift off to sleep, arms wrapping around each other.
Alright, drinks, popcorn, new spooky fuzzy socks and blankets! You mentally checked it all off the list as you went back to your living room to make sure you had Netflix loaded with your list of Halloween themed movies ready for the picking.
It was Halloween night and you and your best friend Izo had a tradition that you’ve been doing since High School, going over to each other’s houses and binging classic and new Horror movies while indulging in every sweet, treat and drink imaginable. You both always looked forward to this night, you probably a bit more than him just because you get to have Izo all to yourself without everyone else around. Needless to say, you developed a crush on him a few years ago during your guys’ college years.
You didn’t want to tell Izo and risk your guys’ friendship, it was too special to potentially ruin it over a crush…more of a crush really, but you already accepted being his best friend was good enough for you.
The doorbell rang snapping you out of your thoughts. Excitingly, you opened the door and there he stood in his casual look; gray sweatpants and a matching hoodie, his long black hair tied up in a messy bun. Even so casually, he looked amazing. You were in your own sweatpants combo too as per your guys’ tradition.
“I brought some spiked drinks if that’s okay.” Izo held up a bag full of what you assumed was booze. Smiling, you ushered him in and closed and locked the door behind him. “That depends on if you got-” Izo pulled out a bottle with a large red fruit on it. “Strawberry?” He finished your thought as you both shared a laugh.
He knew you so well and you knew him too which was evident from the happiness on his face as he looked at the spread of candy and snacks you had on the table. Arms wrapped around your body and a kiss was placed on your chubby cheek. “Thank you for setting this all up (Y/N), it all looks amazing.” You waved it off as best as you could with Izo still having his arms wrapped around you. “S-so, which movie did you want to start with?” You quickly changed the subject as you could feel your cheeks flush at the kiss he gave you.
Izo made his way to your television and started going through the list. “You pick the first one! I’ll go get ice for these drinks!” You hurriedly made your way to your kitchen as you felt the heat radiate off your cheeks. Marco’s words kept echoing through your head from your guys’ last conversation the week before of Izo liking you and you waving him off, but he brought up some good points. From Izo constantly holding your hand, kissing your cheeks, always having a hand wrapped around some part of your body when all of you are together. You tried to not put too much thought into it as you got the ice you promised in a couple of cups before making your way back to the living room where Izo was lounging on your couch, arm slung over the back of the couch patiently waiting.
Settling in next to him you handed him his glass and poured the strawberry liquor into both glasses as he pressed the play button on your remote. After the drinks were poured and the movie started, he moved his hand that was on the back of the couch down to your shoulders and pulled you close. The music for Friday the 13th started up as you both settled in for a long movie marathon.
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“No, don’t go in there!” You were huddled right against Izo who had his arms wrapped around you and was yelling at the television too. You guys decided to watch the new Horror movie that Ace kept raving about and it was not it for you both. “She’s so stupid, why wouldn’t she just leave with the others?” Izo said this as the music suddenly turned eerie once more. You both held your breath as the killer suddenly crashed through the wall and started attacking the girl.
Screams erupted from both of you as you held onto each other, the cries of the girl getting attacked were in the background, but honestly over your screams and Izo’s screams that were being drowned out. You quickly pressed pause as silence engulfed you both.
Izo cleared his throat before detaching himself from you. “Are you okay (Y/N)?” Crossing your arms, you looked at your friend. “I feel like I should be asking you that Izo, your scream was higher than mine.”
Rolling his eyes, he just pulled you toward him so you were in between his legs, both of you laying down on the couch now. “Let’s just agree we were both scared.” He whispered this into the back of your neck before placing a chaste kiss on the area. He gave your body a bit of a squeeze before sighing.
“(Y/N)...I like you more than my best friend.” His words made you freeze, you were glad he was facing away from you so he couldn’t see how wide your eyes were. “I have for a while honestly, you’re my best friend, I trust you the most and I love spending time with you no matter what we’re doing.” He stopped talking for a moment to sit up, bringing you with him so you both were looking into each other’s eyes. “Will you be my girlfriend?” You couldn’t help yourself as you nodded eagerly and within the next second his lips were on yours.
Breaking the kiss, you both settled back onto your couch happily. “Should we continue this movie?” You were hesitant to ask as Izo quickly shook his head no and returned to the Netflix menu. “How about we watch something else, I’m sure we won’t be watching it anyways.” Something started on the television, but the only thing you were paying attention to was the kisses Izo was placing down the slope of your neck.
You enjoyed baking for as long as you could remember. It was one of the things that really relaxed you and put you in a good mood when you’re feeling irritated. You especially enjoyed baking during the Holidays and All Hallows Eve was one of those Holidays you celebrated and baked for.
Everything from candy apples, brownies, cakes and your husband’s favorite - cookies. That’s how you both met, you worked at a bakery and you were making your special cinnamon spice cookies, something the townspeople lined up for and the smell of the cookies as they baked would make its way out to the streets, the same smell that drew the great Howl straight to you.
He was charming toward you of course, but also polite and interested in not only you, but to your thoughts, opinions and dreams. Soon after, you both started dating and getting to know each other over the course of a year and honestly the rest was history. You moved into the moving castle with him as he did his work and you started your own baking business from the comfort of your home, each city got to taste your creations and they were popular everywhere, something you always wanted.
“So, that’s why there’s a line forming outside our house,” Turning away from the next batch of cookies you were preparing, there stood your husband with a gleaming smile on his face. “I thought they were suitors after my sweetheart's heart.” Sending you a wink, he made his way around the kitchen island and wrapped his arms around you from the back. His hands skimmed along the softness of your form, he always loved how soft and plump you were, he thought it was adorable on you.
“Oh shush Howl, you know you’re the only one for me.” His deep laugh rumbled in his chest as he kissed the top of your head. “That’s always music to my ears, love.” Unwrapping his arms from your form, he grabbed an extra apron and tied it around his waist. “Now, what do you need help with (Y/N), the faster we get those delicious cookies of yours out the door, the faster I get to have you all to myself.”
Shaking your head, you tilted your head toward the oven that just dinged. “Well, if you could get those out to cool, that should cover the line that’s outside and I can close up for the day and this batch I’m making can be for us.”
Howl grabbed the glove to get the batches from the oven and instead of putting them on the cooling rack, he did a spell to instantly cool them down and the boxes were already made and magically appeared neatly in the box. Carrying the full boxes over to the door, he handed them out to those waiting for the cinnamon spice cookies. After the last one thanked Howl for the box, Howl closed the door and made his way back toward you. You were still making the cookie dough. “You know I meant without magic, right?” He waved you off as he did another wave of his hand and the dough was split into small circles and placed on the still hot sheet and was already in the oven before you could say anything else.
“I couldn’t help myself (Y/N), I was too impatient to wait, I missed you.” Turning you around, Howl cupped your soft cheeks and kissed you. He licked your bottom lip asking for entrance which you granted and before you knew it, you were up on the counter, his hands roaming your plump body, caressing your sides as the kiss got deeper, your breathing becoming ragged as your body started to heat up.
Howl pulled away for a moment to lick his lips, the taste of cinnamon lingering on his tongue as his gaze stopped upon your face, skin flushed and lips a bit bruised already. He couldn’t wait to taste even more of you, next to your famous cinnamon spice cookies, you were his favorite treat.
You enjoyed Halloween, not only for the creepy shenanigans and everything like that, but the fact that it was your anniversary. More specifically yours and Eddie’s anniversary. The dork asked you out after freaking out in the local haunted house and ever since then, you both have been by each other’s sides.
It’s been three years of happiness and of course you guys have fights and differences and that’s normal in a relationship, but you both communicate and are open with each other when working through issues that come up. You adored Eddie and he was the greatest when it came to surprising you with little things and special dates and you always looked forward to seeing what he came up with for your guys’ anniversary. You tried to tell him not to go overboard, but that in one ear and out the other.
This year, he said to be ready by 8:00 PM and to wear your best and nothing else. So, there you were waiting in your living room as the clock read 7:55 PM and distant chattering of kids could be heard as they went door to door trick or treating. Decked out in a dress that went down a little past your knees in your favorite color, the dress clung to you in the right places, showing off your curves and even hugging your rolls but you loved it! You felt confident and hot in it and Eddie loved it on and off of you.
The doorbell interrupted your thoughts as you rushed to answer it and there he stood with his nicest button up shirt and slacks with a bouquet of black roses and the best smile on his face. His eyes roamed you up and down before letting out a low whistle. “What did I do to deserve such a hot girlfriend like you?” You scoffed and gladly accepted the bouquet giving him a kiss on the cheek. Shrugging you just answered with a simple, “Guess you were just lucky.”
As you closed and locked the front door, Eddie wrapped an arm around your soft side and steered you both toward his car and being ever the gentleman he opened the passenger side door for you to slip in and he gently closed the door before running around the car and sliding himself into the driver’s seat.
“Soooo,” Eddie revved up the engine of the car as you started speaking. “Do I get a hint about where we’re going?” He just laughed and shook his head no. “Now what fun would that be babe? It’s a surprise after all.” Rolling your eyes, you got comfy in your seat as Eddie grabbed your hand in his as the car continued down the road.
Before you knew it, you were pulling into a very familiar place; the cemetery. Soon, the car stopped in front of a clearing free of gravestones where there was a picnic blanket spread across the grass with little candles around the blanket. “Eddie?” The car door was open for you as he led you toward the blanket.
“Happy anniversary (Y/N), I figured a picnic under the stars in the cemetery would be a nice surprise.” He started pulling out your favorite foods and drinks and desserts. You could see all the hard work he put into it. “I love this Eddie and I love you.” He picked up a chocolate covered Strawberry and held it out to you as you took a bite of the sweet treat. “I love you too baby, how about after this picnic we take a stroll through the cemetery?”
As you both finished the picnic, you held hands with each other as you walked around the peaceful cemetery, the sounds of owls and little critters echoing around you both as laughter filled the air. Every day with Eddie was a dream, a dream you hoped would never end.
You were hesitant to go to the haunted house that arrived in the village. It was a yearly thing, kind of like the circus that showed up once a year, but the fact that people went to these things to actively get scared and enjoyed it still boggled your mind.
“It’ll be fun (Y/N),” Pulling you on top of her form on the couch as caressed your head as you both settled into the comfortable position. “Besides, we’ll be together and I’ll protect you.” Sending you a wink you both laughed as a chaste kiss was placed on your forehead.
“Alright, alright, we can go, it’ll be something different.” Patting your backside a bit she praised your answer. “See, it’ll be fun, now come here so we can have a different type of fun before we head out.” You rolled your eyes before Portia captured your lips with her in a soft kiss, her hands starting to wander and roam your soft body.
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“Are you still ready to do this Portia?”
The only reason you asked was because she was gripping your hand tightly the closer you got to the front of the line. As suspected the haunted house was busy and so far you both have been waiting for a good half hour. She scoffed and silently nodded. “Of course! It’ll be a piece of cake, don’t worry babe, I’m here to protect you.” She let go of your hand and slung her arm around your shoulders, pulling you to her side.
“You two ready?” Well, that was fast. You both were the next in line and you could see Portia’s smile fade a bit as the employee ushered you guys through the entrance, the booming noise of eerie music filled your ears and to be quite honest it was a bit obnoxious.
It was also filled to the brim with fog making it almost impossible to see what was right in front of you. Portia had a death grip on your hand as you both made your way down the hallway, she was unusually quiet as you both turned the corner only to get jump scared by a hanging skeleton with glowing red eyes. Portia without hesitation punched the decoration after screaming at the spook. “I think you got em babe, let’s keep going.” Tugging her hand gently she obliged and led the way down the next hallway.
It was a pretty standard Haunted House so far, some scare actors jumped out behind props, some hands touched you and the animatronics even scared you both as you started going through the themed rooms of the attraction.
As you were nearing the next room would could hear what sounded like carnival music starting to play making your both freeze at the doorway, it was filled with funhouse decor, clown animatronics and everything that tied to that aesthetic, it was fucking terrifying. Portia and yourself hated clowns with a passion, it was something that creeped you both out and if you knew there was a clown centric room, you both would’ve said no in a heartbeat.
“C-come on (Y/N), we’ll quickly get through the room.” Portia said this with a bit of hesitation in her voice, but you didn’t have much of a choice, you had to get through the this room to get to the end of the haunted house and honestly it was torture at this point. You sighed and gave a shaky okay and quickly stepped through the doorway, the music blaring in your ears as the laughter of the clowns surrounded you. Portia tugging your hand brought you back to reality as she led you through the creepy room, you could see the door to the exit, the dark sky peeking through.
You both booked it toward the exit only to have an actor dressed as a clown jump out in front of you both as he blended in with the gaggle of animatronics. You both screamed, but while Portia was screaming, she also swung her right first toward the actor hitting him in the cheek and gripping your head in a vice grip before running toward the exit. Once outside and a bit away from the haunted house itself, you both finally calmed down a bit.
“D-did you just sucker punch a clown for me?” The shocked realization of what she just did appeared on your girlfriend's face as she paled a bit. “I hope he’s not too mad, but I did…it just kind of happened.” You busted out laughing at her explanation. Grabbing her hand, you both made your way to the car.
Well, at least you know she'd deck someone for you when the need arose, especially a clown. You made a mental note to not go to any more haunted attractions for the rest of the Halloween season, for the actors’ sake of course since Portia had a right hook of a Sailor and all.
