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avocadotoasting · 1 year

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headcanon blurbs: chubby!darling and haikyuu characters

nsfw | gn reader | chubby/plus-sized reader | possessive themes

they find beauty in all shapes in sizes, finding wonderful things to enjoy in everyone when it comes to looks. it just so happened their eyes fell on you--a lovely, darling thing that caused their heart to jump out of their chest since the first day they met you. it’s often you find them snaking their arms around your waist to sneak some kisses from behind, then squeezing you against them so you can’t run away. on date nights they hope to parade you around as they know they have their hand around the waist of the hottest person they know--their grip tightening anytime someone approaches. fuck, they love how their hands feel on their flesh--something about it makes them a little dizzy. after a full day of spoiling you (they strongly urged to shop for you in a lingerie store,) sitting firmly against you, offering bites of their own dinner to you and watching intently as your lips encircled their fork, teasing you all night, consider them eager to strip you and bend you in all sorts of ways as they fuck you into the bed. every way your body folds and softens at all angles is nothing but a vision in their eyes. hands, mouth--anything they can do to watch you sing for them and watch your delicious body arch is not underutilized.

in the morning, they especially struggle letting go of you after a lovely night of sleeping in each other’s arms.

hinata, sugawara, asahi, SAEKO, (ukai), kuroo, YAKU, oikawa, aone, koganegawa, konoha, USHIJIMA, aran, iizuna, komori, (hoshiumi), gao

this crowd does have a particular type, and they are not afraid to voice it nor pursue it. you certainly caught their attention without even trying. even during the flirting stage they’d do just about anything to close the space in between you two; you may even find them annoying with how doting they are, begging you (one way or another) for a chance. catch them being almost a guard dog around you with how territorial they get when others approach you; god forbid your body put anyone else under the same trance and spell they’re under, and god forbid anyone else touch what is rightfully theirs. there are few times when their hands aren’t on you. there are few times when with you they aren’t cooing to you and singing your praises. when going out, they strongly push for you to wear the tighter fits for them--anything that lets a little something spill out or hug you extra tight. greedy hands under the table at a romantic dinner are eager to tease you in public. their lips remain next to your ear whispering temptations to sneak off to the bathroom because waiting until returning home is agony when you are so perfect and soft right beside them. the instant you return home, there is no time to waste. but if you really want to make their night, it’s you who straddles them--and no amount of watching your flesh pour out of bundled fabric, hands clawing at your thighs, or sloppy, drooling kisses in between lovedrunk exchanges will be enough for them through the entire night. they swore they didn’t have this kind of stamina until they met you.

they strongly insist to wait on you in the morning, as they did get a bit carried away in their lovemaking to you. but nothing beats their breakfast in bed, anyway.

NISHINOYA, (tsukishima), daichi, matsukawa, iwaizumi, LEV, alisa, futakuchi, BOKUTO, tendou, osamu, hirugami

#chubby reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu x chubby reader #haikyuu imagines #gn reader #toast.nsfw #toast.headcanons #mfw projecting...............................#can u tell im a short king liker #haikyuu hcs #let me have fun let me write chubby reader -swings my arms in a boxing ring-#plus size reader #come to think of it all the iron wall members ended up here too. idk that also feels appropriate #i feel like being a hard manual laborer would make u seek out softer bodies but THATS MY OPNIONNNN #anyway hi everyone

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beefybuffybucky · 7 years

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Baby Drama

Pairing: dad!Bucky Barnes x female!Reader x some Steve Rogers

Prompt: “I’m gonna show you who’s your real daddy.” (#18)

Warnings: none, really !! i mean, bucky gets kinda jealous, but there’s nothing too intense in this (which is surprising) - the use of ‘Daddy’, but in an innocent way, i promise - some sexual reference

Word Count: 1.8K

A/N: this is for @bucky-plums-barnes ‘s writing challenge - congrats on 8K, darlin’!!

“Are you sure that you can handle this, Stevie?” Bucky hurriedly questions as he finishes-up tying his tie and stuffs his toothbrush into his duffel bag. He taps the button on the back of his hand and a sort-of covering disguises his metal arm. The device was a gift from Tony Stark, and he only uses it whenever he feels the need to, which is rarely ever. “Because we could always just stay home.”

“Don’t worry, Buck,” Steve chuckles at his nervous friend. “You and Y/N deserve a break. It’s your anniversary, go out, have some fun - live a little,” Steve grins as he sits on the couch near where a very content toddler was fiddling with some crayons. “Emma and I will be just fine. Won’t we, Em?” Steve leans forward and tickles her cheek with his finger, earning a bubbly giggle from the child.

“Bucky, she’ll be fine with Steve,” you say as you slide off one of the stools at the kitchen island, swinging your purse over your shoulder. “C’mere, Emmy,” you coo goofily, crouching down and reaching for the toddler. She plops forward onto her hands and crawls over to you, reaching out with her chubby hand towards you. You pick her up, holding her comfortably in your arms.

“Are you gonna be a good girl for Uncle Stevie?” You giggle at her, bopping her nose.

“M-Mama,” Emma babbles, grabbing at your hair.

“No, no, no,” you wince, dragging her hand away from being able to pull at your hair. “Here, say bye to Daddy,” you give her a big, exaggerated kiss on the cheek before handing her off to Bucky and grabbing your suitcase, heading for the door.

“I’ll miss ya, Emmy,” Bucky gives her an Eskimo kiss, Emma’s childish laughter bouncing through the room. “We’ll be back tomorrow,” he promises, setting her back down on the ground. Bucky walks over to the island and grabs his bag, then meets your at the doorway.

“Just text me if you need anything, Stevie,” you call out to him as you open the door.

“Will do,” he responds with a smile, fiddling with the dog tags he wears around his neck.

“Ma-ma,” Emma whines, making a ‘grabby hand’ in your direction.

“Mama and Daddy will be back tomorrow, sweetie,” you promise. “I love you,” you blow her a kiss and head out the door, the click of your heels echoing into the dark night.

“Da-ddy,” Emma cries, reaching for Steve.

“Em, Daddy’s over here,” Bucky blinks at her.

“Daddy!” She yelps, moving towards Steve. Steve swoops her up from the ground and bounces her on his knee, quickly turning her cries into laughter. As she bounces, she manages to grab hold of the tags.

“But -”

“C’mon, Buck,” you sigh, reaching through the doorway and yanking on his arm. You throw your stuff into the trunk of the car and climb into the passenger’s seat of the car as Bucky gets in the driver’s seat.

“She called Steve ‘Daddy’,” he mutters quietly, staring ahead, his hands tightly gripping the steering wheel.

“So? She’s like, one, Bucky, I’m sure she didn’t mean it,” you reassure him, buckling your seatbelt.

“But…I’m her Daddy,” he blinks, starting the car.

“She knows that,” you chuckling, resting your hand lightly on his thigh. “It’ll be fine. Try not to worry about her so much. She’ll have so much fun with Steve.”

“That’s what I’m worried about,” Bucky grumpily mutters as he puts the car in reverse and starts to leave your driveway, heading for your one-night getaway.

“How do you think Emmy and Steve are doin’ right now?” Bucky blurts into the quiet room. You were tracing small, rhythmic circles on his chest as your head laid in the crook of his arm, the rest of your body pressed flush against him as he slowly, mindlessly runs his fingers through your hair.

“I’m sure Em’s asleep,” you quietly chuckle. “Steve probably is, too. He seems to usually go to bed early.”

“That’s because he’s actually an old man,” Bucky gently laughs.

“So are you,” you laugh back, propping yourself up on your elbow to look at him. You let your palm flatten over his heart, the rhythmic beating thumping under your fingertips. “What’s going on, James? You’ve been acting so weird about taking this trip,” your tone turns a bit more serious.

“I just…,” Bucky deeply sighs. “What if she replaces me with Steve?”

“You think Emma, who is our child, is replacing you with a man that she sees only a few times a month?”

“Well…Yeah,” Bucky huffs. “I mean, what if she just decides to forget all about me and then -”

“James, listen to me,” you whine, crawling over him to straddle his waist, gingerly cupping his face with your hands. “You don’t need to be so jealous of Steve. Emma will always be your little girl. She loves you. So, stop worryin’ so much.”

“I know, you’re right,” Bucky sighs, sliding his metal hand over yours as his other hand gently rests on your hips. “I think I’m just worried about her forgetting about me or somethin’.”

“Maybe,” you quietly sigh. “She may love Steve, but he isn’t her Dad.”

“Yeah,” Bucky flashes you a small smile. “But when we get back, you two are gonna have to prepare yourselves.”

“For what?”

“I’m gonna show you who’s your real Daddy,” a deep chuckle rumbles through his chest.

“Well, we’ll see how that goes,” you giggle, then lightly kiss his cheek. “You’re an amazing father.”

“I couldn’t do this without you, doll,” he grins, lifting his head to press a warm, soft kiss to your lips. You hum back in response, letting your lips linger above his for a few moments.

“I love you, James.”

“I love you so much more,” he hums. In one quick movement, he flips you over and hovers a few inches above you, the scruff on his face scratching your sensitive skin as he places gentle kisses along your jawline, down to your collarbone.

“Bucky,” you moan softly, your fingers threading through his soft locks.

“You know,” Bucky whispers against your skin. “This is the first night we’ve had alone in a long time, darlin’.”

“Yeah?” A gentle chuckle tumbles from your lips.

“Mhm,” he hums, his lips ghosting over the sweet spot on your neck.

“And?”

“I think I have a few things in mind I’d like to do,” you can feel his lips pull into a smirk before he pulls away and dips below the blanket.

“In half a mile, turn left,” the monotone GPS voice cuts over the music in the car.

“We’re almost home, Emmy!” Bucky beams, keeping his eyes on the road.

“I’m sure she missed you,” you reply, looking out the window. You could see Bucky in the reflection. His t-shirt fits him perfectly, his expression is one of pure happiness, and the only thing different about his usual appearance is the technological sleeve covering his metal arm. You never question him about how he chooses when to wear it, but as long it makes him feel more comfortable, that’s all that matters.

After a few more turns, you finally reached your house. It had only been twenty-four hours since you last saw Emma, but for both you and Bucky, it felt like forever. Bucky quickly jumped out of the car and nearly jogged up the steps. You laugh to yourself and follow behind him, and when you walk through the door, you’re greeted by quite the sight.

Steve is holding out a crying Emma to Bucky, who is, in turn, trying to grab Emma, but can’t since Emma is fighting against him.

“What’s goin’ on?” You blink, stopping by Bucky’s side.

“Daddy!” Emma’s piercing scream rips through the room, making you wince.

“Em, c’mere, Emmy, you gotta - no, Emma, c’mon,” you stutter, taking hold of the child and cradling her against your chest. She nearly immediately calmed down and went back to her normally bubbly state.

“She was absolutely perfect the whole time,” Steve mentions as he reaches for his duffel bag on the ground next to his feet, the shiny dog tags on his chest gently clanging together as he moves. “That was the first time she cried since you two left.”

“Huh,” you flick your gaze to Steve. “Well, that’s probably a good thing. Emmy, say ‘hi’ to Daddy!” You turn your body so that she can face Bucky, but the child merely stares at him.

“Emma, what’s the matter?” Bucky’s brow furrows in pure confusion. “It’s me, Daddy.”

“No,” Emma grumbles. “Daddy,” she sticks out a chubby finger to Steve.

“Are you -”

“Buck,” you quietly intervene. “Your arm.”

“My…Arm?” He blinks back, slowly looking down at his arm.

“Watch,” you whisper. “Emmy, where’s Daddy?”

Emma blinks up at you for a second before making a ‘grabby-hand’ towards Steve.

“Da…da,” she babbles. You take a step towards Steve and lean forward with Emma. She wraps her chubby little hand around the tags and giggles. “Daddy!”

You share a quick look with Steve, then turn to Bucky.

“My arm,” he mumbles hesitantly. He then reaches to his hand and taps, the sleeve gradually fading away into the shape of a small, metallic box.

“Daddy,” Emma coos, dropping the tags against Steve’s chest. She squirms in your arms as she nearly throws her whole body towards Bucky. Bucky scoops her into his arms and laughs as she pats her tiny palm against the cool metal of his arm.

“It was the metal,” you chuckle. “She wasn’t calling Steve ‘Daddy’, she was just confused by the sleeve and the metal tags reminded her of you,” a smile spreads across your face as you walk up to Bucky, putting a gentle hand on his back as you delicately poke Emma’s cheek.

“Mystery solved,” Steve heartedly chuckles as he heads for the door. “Well, I should get going.”

“Thank you so much,” you grin at him, quickly striding over and pulling him in for a quick hug.

“Anytime,” he smiles back. “I’ll see ya guys later.”

“Thanks, Stevie,” Bucky calls out over Emma’s entertained laughs. “We owe you one.”

“It was my pleasure,” Steve waves as he heads through the doorway. “Bye, Em!”

When you turn back around, you find Bucky rocking Emma back and forth in his arms, the once-lively toddler now nearly asleep.

“I told you she missed you,” a small smile tugs at your lips as you walk back over to them.

“She’s so perfect,” Bucky whispers as he lovingly peers down at Emma. “She even loves my arm.”

“Of course she does,” you reassure him, kissing his cheek lightly. “You’re her Daddy, after all.”

Bucky kisses her forehead. “Yeah,” he silently mutters against her skin. “I am.”

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