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Arthur Morgan x Reader

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What happens when a debt from a homesteader who has no money to spare needs to be collected by a man who has not long left to live?

Chapter 1: Not the brightest

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Psychopomp

Summary:

What happens when a debt from a homesteader who has no money to spare needs to be collected by a man who has not long left to live?

Notes:

Honestly I don't know what this is gonna be. I came up with this idea at work one day and I was CRAVING more Arthur morgan fics instead of one shots. I do not claim to be a good writer but I'm just gonna whip something up and see if I like it or not

I might as well just post this here

From my AO3 Account Here

Chapter 1: Not the brightest

"This was a mistake," a voice had grunted, pulling weeds from man made raised garden beds. Well they were a sad excuse for a garden. Usual strong wood walls for the raisers were made of reclaimed splintered wood and rock. It was a poor mans farm, nothing growing and everything either wilting or being swiped by the nearby rabbits from the ridge or crows. 

Sure the wilderness was pretty, if someone enjoyed the thick vegetation and tall trees, ignoring the fact that there could be bears or even the nearby Murfree Brothers. Either one of them equally eager to take a chunk out of the homesteader, be it flesh or the little money they had left. 

It seemed like a good idea a year ago, when Y/n had found an ad in the paper about cheap land down south. Living with parents wasn't easy, especially at twenty five when they were expecting them to get married. That's what people were supposed to do when they got older. What was the point of living if not to live for someone else?

Y/n hated that idea. naively they thought that they could just buy a plot of land and live on their own. That was the big thing now, the American frontier and living off the land like some sort of new age Paul Bunion. The late eighteen hundred's, a time where the unknown was exciting. 

So of course Y/n was excited, packing all their belongings in three bags and taking the train down from Pennsylvania. The young adult had decided to stop whenever it felt right. Maybe it was their naiveness, but anything felt better than being cooped up in the neighborhood they use to live, that city block where everyone knew their name and especially their business. Hell, the old woman a few houses down still didn't let the fact that Y/n had once been caught stealing a spool of ribbon, and that had been at least ten years ago. Sure, the city was comfortable and close, too close sometimes, but still soothing oddly enough. It had been a year since their grand escape from the city and somehow they still long to hear the sounds of the sharp clanks of horse shoes striking the stone roads. 

Stubbornly though, Y/n was not going back to the city. They were set on making a new life. A new life where their mother would stop pestering them over some sort of spouse or their fathers constant worrying. They acted like they were made of sugar, and would somehow melt from even little bit of moisture in the air. 

It took three weeks of travel, of train tickets, hotels, and carriages, but Y/n had ended up in a little town called Annesburg. A murky mining town, the filthy dirt road not so different from the dirty city pavement they had been previously accustomed to. It was dirty and damp, but freeing. Free from the peering eyes of neighbors and constant watch of their parents. Here, they were just a nobody in a  nobody town surrounded by a bunch of nobody's. 

It was amazing. Almost euphoric. 

But then there was a different problem to deal with. 

Money. 

It always came down to money. 

They had none left.

Of course Y/n didn't.

They had not planned this far and had used the lot of it to just get down here with those pricy train tickets. Suddenly it made sense, why Y/n had seen all those horse drawn carriages with at least ten people hanging on the back of them. It was cheaper and now they had nothing. 

But they needed money, money to buy that plot of land that was promised in ink on that paper weeks ago. It wasn't like Y/n could of written to their parents. Besides the fact that they didn't even have enough coins to pay for paper and a stamp, Y/n hadn't even told them they were going. 

Yeah they had subtly hinted at it in small conversations, but nothing too direct. Y/n could practically imagine their angered faces, all twisted up with disgust. Y/n would most likely never be allowed to leave the house ever again. Maybe be locked up in the attic and claim that they had come down with hysteria due to having too many crazy dreams at night. Cringing at that idea. So Y/n decided to hang around the small town for a few days. Talk to the locals and figure something out. They were almost as poor as Y/n was currently. There had to be a way they got money besides mining in the nearby shaft. There had to be something else. 

And there was. As much as Y/n had been taught in the schools you were sent to, there was never talk of financing. Apparently learning how to mend and set a table was more important in both the institute and their parents eyes. The one skill that did seem useful was gardening. Well not exactly gardening, but they had taught Y/n how to put and grow herbs such as mint and sage to keep in the home for cooking reasons. Plants, big or small, couldn't be too different right? All tending they needed was water and sun, anything more? Find a book on it and just guess until they get it right. Trial and failure, that how most farmers survived anyways. Or so that's just what they assumed. 

After many a conversation with the locals, some of what Y/n would rather forget, they got what they needed to know. 

There was a man, an Austrian man, who was giving out loans. A rather mousy looking man with circular glasses hanging on the end of his nose, seemingly about to fall at any minute. Nothing like the bank which denied almost everyone in the town, but a seemingly nice man. He gave his usual little spiel about how he was a understanding man, though there was an exact deadline, Y/n had a year to pay him back in full. 

Regretfully now in retrospect, They took the opportunity against their better judgement. Not that Y/n knew it until this day. At the time They took the money, one thousand dollars, and bought that promised land. A cabin, while run down, was somewhere to live and enough blankets kept the wind out. Thankfully, Y/n had packed at least three in their multiple bags. 

So now here they are, a year later on the dot, and still living on a rundown homestead, fighting with the gardening that they had assumed and claimed almost confidently knowing.

No crops were sold as the early winter's frost burned away at their growth, no animals raised long enough to reach selling age (in result of the multitude of animals roaming around the forest), and no improvements. 

They were dirty, broke, and shit out of luck to say the least. The clothes once brand new looking now had rips at the hems, their shoes had creases and holes forming at the bending points. The only thing that Y/n could claim was a mangey cat that had used their attic as a shelter from the foxes who lurked in the dark. The cat being named Creature out of spite for when it once lodged balding self in the pallets of the floor, the ugly mess of fur and flesh needing to be fished out with a can of sardines. 

Living in the woods with an animal sidekick, it seemed like Y/n's life was starting to look like a fucked up version of a fairytale. 

They had nothing, nothing besides a fucked up looking cat and a shanty house. For a year. An exact year from their loan.

Begrudgingly, they were in the front yard of their shack. The heat of the sun burning on the back of their neck as they were hunched over on the ground. Leaning into the just slightly too short beds as they pulled, one after another of weeds. For being a, supposably, farmer; they were growing more weeds than tomatoes. 

But wasn't this what they wanted? This was the one thing in life that they had control over, this pathetic excuse of a farm. And Y/n would fight tooth and nail for it. 

Oddly enough, this was enough, the quietness of the forest was soothing. Just the light sound of the breeze swirling around branches and every so often a thud from a branch falling. It was soothing. No more unimportant small talk with family and no more thin walls of the apartment, allowing Y/n to hear the steps to conversations of their neighbors. 

Peaceful.

Quiet. 

Click.

The pulling of weeds halted, the head of the homesteader turning slightly, chin resting on the edge of their shoulder. Just listening. If something was for sure, that sharp sound was not included with the soft melody of the woods. 

Closing their eyes for a moment, they held their breath just listening. Listening for anything. Just silently praying that it wasn't the Murfree brothers or some other godforsaken gang looking for something to take. A few months they had already come in the night and stolen the few chickens that Y/n had had left. They wished they had taken that mangey cat instead. Now it was no chickens and a useless cat. A useless god awful mean cat. 

There was a low drumming, and slight squeak of leather rubbing on leather. Sucking in a quick breath, Y/n hopped to their feet, not even looking behind them and running into the house. If they had to guess who it was then they didn't exactly want to find out. When they pushed the door closed, the wood struggled. The moisture in the air causing it to swell just enough to make it not want to fit into its respective frame. With an anxious frenzy, they slammed into it with their shoulder a few times, forcing it into place. 

Whipping around in place, they looked around for their shot gun. It wasn't much, hell they couldn't afford to buy the bullets for it anymore so it was more of a decoration. But whoever was outside didn't know that. The cool metal contrasted with the hot nervous flesh of their hand, clutching it closely to their torso as they backed up to the far wall of the shack. 

The curtains at the front windows hung lazily, not covering anything particularly up in the slightest. Clearly they could see a man, he seemed to be massive in height but slimmer in bulk. He looked as if at one point he was as large as a beast. But his muscles were more lean, thinner that you would of assumed. His arms covered partially by a blue cotton shirt, the sleeves tolled up to his elbows. Gloved hands gripping a pistol. 

But his face? Hidden by the slight tilt in his posture along with his hat. The worn leather edges just passing his eyes, concealing him from the nose down. The skin looking just slightly sickly, like something was wrong. The skin of his lips was cracked, and by looking at the expression on his face, it wasn't the most pleasant expression. As if this was a bother to him, like he was annoyed by coming to this middle of bumble fuck nowhere house.

Putting his hand into the pocket of his dark denim pants, his gloved hand pulled out a worn folded piece of paper. Looking it over he let out a slight huff that sounded more like a wheeze. Something oddly pathetic for such an intimidating man. It was almost disheartening, how a man somehow so scary could be so... Worn. 

He knocked on the door, the rotting wood rattling from the motion. 

"Y/n Y/l/n," His voice called out from the door, not not being visible from the window, standing in front of the door, "you got somethin' I need."  Shit.

The cat, perched on one of the shelves between the canned goods, looking between Y/n and the front door. Letting out a mewl. Its eyes narrowing. 

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Maybe I'm back? I'm in college now (God its weird I started this blog when I was a freshman in highschool, hell the last time I posted I was 17) and busy now and my interests in certain fandoms have definitely changed. But, I did start a new project which is a RDR2 fic on AO3 so there's that. Check it out if you want. I'll try to get to the requests when I have free time between classes and working on this little project.

Find the new project here

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Hi! I recently started trying to do my own page for tumblr. Sorta like stuff like you and I was wondering how did you start to gain likes/ a following. I don't expect to start getting likes and followers like quickly or anything but like did you do anything different to get noticed? Idk if that makes sense but I guess I'm asking for like tips on how to get noticed. I hope that doesn't seem weird. Ty!

Honestly I have no idea. I made this blog when I was 14 and bored during covid. I just asked my friend what I should write and that's basically what I did. The only thing that got me noticed was the MHA Toddler Headcannon stories, and I'm not even into MHA anymore. Just think of something you've never seen but wanted to see and create it. Usually that niche is something other people are looking for too.

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Would you look at that I'm rising from the dead

Relationship status: Single, 17 years going strong 😤

Favorite color: the dark green that you see from like trees after a rainstorm

Song stuck in my head: Left Hand Free by alt-J

Last song I listened to: NBFWMB by Hozier

Last thing I googled: Cowboy Pick up lines

Time: 10:49

Dream trip: Somewhere like Poland or eastern Europe

Something I want: Sleep

Tags: I have no friends I'll fix this later

tag game!

from @softdazais

Rules: tag 10 people you want to get to know better

relationship status: very single and unready to mingle

favorite color: blue, pink, and purple

three favorite foods: chicken marsala w/linguine, pad kee mow, shabu shabu

song stuck in my head: chocolate candy fruit honey butter waffle and marshmallow mango juice Dessert - HYO

last song i listened to: something from animal crossing lol

last thing i googled: just checked tracking info on a few packages

time: 12:34 pm

dream trip: vancouver, singapore, san diego!

anything i really want: to pass my classes this semester, i’ve been struggling with coursework for the past 3-4 weeks :((

tagging @yuuuji @hiyari8 @musafiir @wolfabby @lexi-b-writes @porgnugget @azure-prince @onaboat @handlewcaare @yilinglaozus and anybody else who wants to do this!

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Would you look at that I'm rising from the dead

Relationship status: Single, 17 years going strong 😤

Favorite color: the dark green that you see from like trees after a rainstorm

Song stuck in my head: Left Hand Free by alt-J

Last song I listened to: NBFWMB by Hozier

Last thing I googled: Cowboy Pick up lines

Time: 10:49

Dream trip: Somewhere like Poland or eastern Europe

Something I want: Sleep

Tags: I have no friends I'll fix this later

tag game!

from @softdazais

Rules: tag 10 people you want to get to know better

relationship status: very single and unready to mingle

favorite color: blue, pink, and purple

three favorite foods: chicken marsala w/linguine, pad kee mow, shabu shabu

song stuck in my head: chocolate candy fruit honey butter waffle and marshmallow mango juice Dessert - HYO

last song i listened to: something from animal crossing lol

last thing i googled: just checked tracking info on a few packages

time: 12:34 pm

dream trip: vancouver, singapore, san diego!

anything i really want: to pass my classes this semester, i’ve been struggling with coursework for the past 3-4 weeks :((

tagging @yuuuji @hiyari8 @musafiir @wolfabby @lexi-b-writes @porgnugget @azure-prince @onaboat @handlewcaare @yilinglaozus and anybody else who wants to do this!

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hello! welcome to our blog :)

my friends and i would love request to write any sort of hc or even short fanfics too! although we won’t take some request like:

-pedophilia/incest nsfw (non dating siblings is okay!)

-minor x adult content

-or anything else we find inappropriate that have to do around those categories

BUT!! we can do many more headcanons or fanfics or anything requested! this is mainly a MHA blog so feel free to send MHA request

*THIS IS A SAFE PLACE FOR EVERYONE!!! WE DON’T JUDGE*

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hello! i really-really like your writings – who doesn't, they're wonderful, thank you very much for your works!

i was wondering if you could write part 2 for your hcs about bakugou, sero and kirishima hit by a quirk whish turned him into toddlers, this time with shoto and deku? 👉👈

please and thank you! ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

A/n - Hello hello, I am so sorry that I haven't been updating! With school I've been feeling extra burnt out. I even told myself that I would get done with many of the requests over the summer but that obviously did not happen...

Lowercase intentional

Most likely cursing

Not prof read

Toddler!Izuku and Shoto x Plus size reader

Shoto

is, unsuprisingly, well behaved and calm

100% the type to have calling ones older than him sir/ma'm

its just ingrained in his head and he can't even help it

would be the polar opposite of bakugo

may or may not freak you out with how well behaved and quiet he is

literally its almost like the girl from the ring just staring at you half the time

shoto almost always lingers in your peripheral vision and it is udderly terrifying when you notice

you'd have to get him to get use to you to break the whole scary, quiet, staring, toddler act

he will not quiet himself down

its pitiful in a way

almost like your the first person who will sit and listen to what he has to say

shotos little mind is completely filled with facts

and by facts, I mean animal facts

hes one of those ocean kids

shoto would go on and on about what resides in the 'big blue world', you got an idea

why not bring the ocean obsessed child to an aquarium

well it may have been a slightly bad idea...

he is the child who will challenge the staff as if a four year old knows more than an adult who dedicated their lives to the study of marine biology

"i know more about orca's than you do..."

saying shit like that, deadpan staring into their scared eyes

little shit

trying to give the workers some sort of break, you'd guide him to the gift shop

and guess what he had gravitated towards

those stupid little sharp puppet sticks

the ones that you always begged your parents for, but never got as it was overpriced

standing for a moment, you grabbed it

taking it almost hostage to the register, telling the 4 year old to wait a moment, as it was only a few feet away and you doubted that he wouldn't be able to be left alone.

while your back had been turned, the once toddler had now come back to his normal age, looking around slightly confused

you sure had a little shock, shark in hand, when you turned around

not knowing what to really say next, you just handed the boy the shark on a stick

grasping it, shoto had an almost undetectable grin

"so do you want to still look around?..."

Izuku

another very polite kid

not because of him being taught necessarily, but because of how timid he is

sure he is bubbly when he is with his mom, but without that safety blanket he is a whole other being

izuku is that kid to bolt and automatically find his place behind you to peek at something or someone 'scary'

as if your his comfort and security

completely refuses to wear pants

the kid will go on and on, listing the reasons why he hates them

you know he has to be as mobile as he can to be a successful hero, don't ask me why

will only strut around in shorts and long ass tube socks since he gets cold from the lack of length

there is one thing that does technically count as pants that he will wear without an argument

and that one thing is his all might onesie

when he wears that fleece one piece, he suddenly gains an feigned confidence

lowkey acts like a little all might

you can not tell him he isnt either or his whole confidence act will deflate

definitely has you playing hero and civilian with him for hours on end

face plants at least once because of how it is a little big on him and the extra fabric sometimes folds over at the feet, tripping him up

izuku had been running happily before tripping once again like the clumsy child he is, face planting behind the couch like clockwork

rushing over quickly, he had been laying on his side, back to his teenage size rubbing his head as if it would somehow stop the bruising

Oh yeah you were going to tease him for years with all the photos you had gotten.

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Long time no see!

Hey sorry for the ghosting for a bit but the good thing is that I'm now back and going to work on the submissions. My request box is filled to the brim and I will start on it as soon as I can!

Another thing, two of my close friends and I are making a shared writing account. I'll be jumping from there to here often so uploads may be staggered.

- Helene

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Thank you all for over 800 followers, you don't know how grateful I am to have this opportunity of having a blog

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Hey hey hey how about some more haikyuu Hcs? So I was thinking Terushima,Konoha,lev,and goshiki with their chubby S/O of course bc thick thighs save livesbut anyways them comforting their chubby bunny’s when their feeling insecure🤍

A/n - Ayeee whats up I'm back. I may have taken a little secret break just to refresh my brain. Anyways I hope you like this my Anon baby ;)

Lowercase Intentional

Most likely cursing, do I even need a warning for this anymore? Probably not

Not prof read at all

Terushima, Konoha, Lev, and Goshiki comforting their S/O when they are feeling insecure

Terushima

energetic baby

personal and portable hype man

i might of said this before but he is literally a bigger version of hinata

full time simp just for you ;)

he really isn't one to take things seriously or to hang onto things that happened throughout the day

hell, he cant even remember what he ate for breakfast

so because he didn't take anything really to heart, he thought everyone else didn't too

ahem

that's wrong

so after making one of his many un-announced appearances to your house, he kind of had a wake-up call

he had a key to the deadbolt by the second or third date

its just how he roles

while you had been slouched over a hot, comforting drink, he had been as loud as he usually is

you didn't mean to sound mean but it got on your nerves

it took you having a snappy tone for him to finally get through his thick skull

mr big and funky tongue piercing man suddenly becomes just that more tentative and less destructive in a way

he seems to go into a mediator role when you are upset

homie will make you confident when you aren't feeling yourself

hey want a change of looks? teru is going to put his hair cutting classes to work and show off his skills (just a little)

Its okay if you want to change something about yourself, just know your self worth

homie probably got one of those cringey red bubble pillows with saying on them, hey they make him feel like he is doing something right

we all want a ball of energy in our lives lets be honest

but then again, he is blessed to have you

Konoha

he is used to dealing with people who are insecure and have to cheer them up

a skilled 'therapist' one might say

konoha is used to dealing with bokuto on the daily, so he knows how to cheer people up

is usually a tease with you, but he does understand the concept of going too far and dose understand your limits

what i am saying is that he wont deliberately be a complete jerk, its just his personality

you just gotta pick up the phone and he will be there as soon as he can

always seems to somehow have a reassuring look gracing his face

its weirdly comforting in a way

but he will be wherever you need him

literally has gone to pick you up from uncomfortable situations before and will not hesitate to do it again

literally one of the best at the comfort hug

he may be one of the shorter people on his team (come on he is 5'10-)

but somehow that doesn't stop him from wrapping his arms around your thicker frame snugly and laying his head on top of yours if he can reach it or on your shoulder

its just so nice, I would recommend it if you get the chance

the little squeezes he gives to comfort you are just ten out of ten

they literally make you melt into him

Lev

another ball of sunshine

this time it is just stretched out into a string bean who we love and appreciate dearly

bean but make it super supportive

just long limbed toddler

if your sad or insecure, then he will get sad that your sad and will hang on you like a child

he can be a bit oblivious so cut him some slack he is trying okay?

full on thought it would take him at least half an hour minimum to notice that something is wrong

just please i am begging you don't expect him to be all reassuring at first it will take him a solid moment

i'm not saying he doesn't notice when you are down because he really does

when he notices then have fun, he will be around and hanging around you all day,

just not wanting to leave you alone

homegirl/boy you will be smothered

so many sickly sweet smooches and lanky hugs

again mentioning the hanging all over you part of lev

try escaping his childish ass

you cannot

though i cant find a reason on why you would want to anyways

will probably say something and accidentally offend you with his bluntness

but please don't take it in a mean way, he's just trying to help even if he isn't the best at it!

Goshiki

the most supportive out of all four boys

he has your back even if his own fucking bangs don't have his (please don't come for me-)

he has had his fair share of being insecure himself

it makes it easier to relate i think

sometimes his self criticism got to be to much for him too

he totally can relate with getting those little voices in your head telling you that you are not enough

he is a strong believer in the distraction method of trying to get out of an insecure streak

goshiki gives 'counter arguments'

sometimes it dose looks like those high school debate clubs i am not going to lie

make a comment on how big your thighs and calves are?

he will retort right back about how strong and cool they are

(hey maybe even a lil sexy, he could be a leg man ;) )

not feeling your plush stomach today?

mr janky bangs would talk endlessly about how comfortable it is to lay and rest on after a long day

you really will never win

but have fun trying to while having to dodge all his worship and praise as if it was a game of tag

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Yep! I literally hated how every Y/N was a boring standard looking girl/boy so I started writing for chubby readers 😂

Ah i can help there’s this user called madara-supremecy I think and she rights for chubby readers and poc I’d not remember her exact username but I only remember

+ Actually I found it lol @madara-supremacy

thank you sm anon!!! i will have to check them out because they sound great!! i think there’s also another blog called @x-chubby-reader that has a lot of works for chubby!readers!!!

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FMA Masterlist

Edward Elric

What its like dating him

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hey i luv your content so can you plzzz do the classic mha trio (you can add more characters if you want) that get hit by a time traveling quirk get sent to the future where they are married to reader ;)

A/n - OOOOOOOOO i luv this-

Lowercase Intentional

Not Prof read

Slight rejection (Gee I wonder by who-)

Most likely some colorful language

Classic MHA Trio being sent to the future and being married to the Reader (Izuku, Bakugou, and Todoroki)

Izuku

as soon as he had been blipped into a unknown house, he was so udderly confused

maybe the villain he had been fighting had a teleportation quirk?

a sickly sweet v;oice had broken him from his thoughts

“welcome home zuki~”

it seemed to almost ring throughout the room he had been situated in

the voice seemed oddly familiar to him even though he had never heard it before

a chubby person seemed to skip towards him, and land a light greeting kiss on his freckled cheek

he had turned beet red almost automatically

“huh... you okay izuku?”

“y-yeah...”

you were thoroughly confused

you gave him a cheek kiss whenever he had left for work and when he came home from his rather strenuous job

it usually earned a giggle from him but this time it got you a reaction you were not expecting

you haven’t seen your husband that bushy since the first date the two of you had gone on

deku.exe has stopped working

now it was your turn to be the confused one

did he hit his head hard again during work?

you really hoped that your husband wasn’t losing his marbles right now

when he seemed to calm down, izuku had looked around the room in an attempt to gather what was happening in this situation

photos of the two of you standing next to each other grinning, okay kinda weird...

tacky couples memorabilia? why would that be there...

of course the last thing he noticed was a certain band of gold that seemed to the molded around his finger.

a perfect fit 

he let out an audible oh

yep everything clicked into place

somehow he had been wed to you in the future, not that he was complaining

you seemed like a great person

but at this very moment he just wanted to go home-

it was going to be fun explaining how he has no idea on who you are

Todoroki

blunt baby boy

shoto had been sent in front of a unfamiliar door 

a chain reaction of sorts had played out as soon as he turned the door’s knob

the sound of clicking metal had alerted you to your husband coming home

this resulted in you getting up to greet him in the threshold of your home

a welcoming hug in tow

you hadn’t expected his reaction to the affection though

just stiff, no wrapping arms or anything

like hugging a dead body

had all the years of slowly chipping away at his shell just suddenly disappear?

“who are you?”

um

what?

y’all have been married for over three and dating for over five

how the fuck did this motherfucker forget who you were all of a sudden?

he backed out of your soft comforting arms, trying to still grasp this situation

you kind of looked like a kicked puppy if i’m being honest

awkward silence for a bit until the one of the two of you, of course you, decided to speak up

“shoto... your my husband, how did you forget?”

he may not be one of the most expressive students at ua, but god damn the look on his face was priceless

bro you wanna say that sentence again? i think he missed it-

you held up your left hand, using your pointer finger of the opposite hand to point at the metallic band that hugged the slightly more pudgy finger

“ah...”

yeah he still didn’t understand shit

sooner or later the idea of someone using a time travel quirk popped into his head

while he was here he seems like the type to play one of those 32 question games

Bakugo

“get the fuck off of me you dumbass”

um excuse me?

you just got back from one of the worst days at your work and this is how you husband talks to you?

um no you aren't taking that bullshit right now

you wouldn’t let anyone talk to you like that, especially you husband

“couch tonight blond bitch”

“i don’t even know who you fucking are”

you emotions went from anger to just fucking tired meltdown

you were just fucking done with dealing with other peoples bullshit and now you had to deal with you husband’s asshole antics right now too?

nuh uh

just you with your arms crossed and muttering, not even looking in the direction of your significant other

tears threatening to roll down your chubby cheeks even though you had tried your hardest to keep them in

oh shit crying girl / boy / s/o what the fuck do i do?

what are you supposed to do in that situation? a person who you don’t even know having a full on breakdown?

awkward back pats

just homeboy looking lost and-

“um, sorry” *pat pat*

just you wiping your eyes and giving him an are you serious look

“... your still on the couch tonight...”

it seemed like the easiest thing to do was play along with you

“yeah yeah”

just leaving his hand on your back and guiding you into your shared house

I would like to end this with the fact that he would be walking around all confused trying to figure out the layout of the house and accidentally walk into a broom closet instead of the bathroom at least twice.

[x-chubby-reader]

[x-chubby-reader]

Edward Elric x Chubby Reader

A/n - I am so sorry that this is late, I never saw the request until I went into my notifications to see what order I should start the requests I have were and I thankfully spotted this.

Requested by @llajolla

Not prof read

Lower case intentional

Maybe some language? I don't know anymore

short baby boy

please make fun of him if he is shorter than you it gets him all mad and it's hilarious to watch

"you gotta drink your milk so you can grow big and strong and not stay the size of a prepubescent boy-"

"al... hold me back..."

what he gonna do? he cant reach you

but if he is taller than you, you will not hear the end of it omg

"what's it like down there y/n?"

"is that atmosphere different? i wouldn't know since I'm not short~"

the audacity of this lil midget istg

i don't know why but I feel like he would just be a back hugger for some reason

just something bout him

okay but a wee bit touch starved

his brother is in a suit and isn't the best to hug but he is trying his best okay?

if al doesn't like you, he ain't dating you

he uses his judgement because al somehow always finds the best people around

so bye bye if al is a bit iffy with you

smart boi

trying to figure something out? Give him an hour and he will figure it out in less

i don't feel like he would sugar coat things for you just saying

thigh guy

just stressed out baby boy laying his head on your thighs while you comb though his hair with your fingers

he will be out in the span of a minute

just please love on him

you've had to pull him out of situations where he decided to mouth off to a person of higher statue not a pun about his height but you know fuck it it is now

would end up in a little cell more often if you weren't there to level his head

winry and y'all are so close

she literally thanks god for you since you keep an eye on the hot headed boy when she isn't around

i mean so it the rest of the military police, please keep that little ratboy out of trouble

you don't mind his arm, and he don't mind your looks

hey looks can be a plus; but beauty fades, stupid is forever.

he wouldn't want to be stuck with someone who couldn't even do proper multiplication now would he?

would squeeze the shit out of your hand when he has to get his arm linked to his nervous system

good thing your hand is more padded, otherwise it would literally snap into two

but he claims that it doesn't hurt that much... Yeah right

you are his rock and he is so grateful for having you in his hectic life

depends on you so much homegirl

has tried to tell you to "go find someone better", no ♥️

lemme just say he won't compromise things with you though, he will fight and try to get his way

mostly looses though

how are you so good at this oml

feel like if you fell asleep at a table, he wouldn't wake you up but drape his red coat over you and give your head a lil kissy~

not saying he would BUT he would

literally he would deny it was him but the evidence is literally on you

like sir just admit that you care for y/n it ain't that hard oml

your already dating them, ed doesn't have to act all cool all of a sudden

but he dose love and appreciate you for sticking around

hey, he may even put a ring on it after dragging you around everywhere

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Thank you all for over 600 followers

No really I am, I don't deserve y'all with how little I write since I almost never have motivation. So thanks ♥️