i have such chubby cheeks

T!! Babe!! I feel like it’s been decades since I spilled the tea on my chaotic life & reminded you of how much love I have for you in my heart.
All I really have to update you on is school because I’m a senior?!?? WHO, WHAT, WHEN, WHERE, HOW??
I am so exited to move out and head to college (don’t tell my mama) and find out who I want to be in a world where I can be anything. (Pls help idk what I want to be LOL)
You recently liked a post of how I got accepted into college, but I’m still doing some last minute applications (one being Belmont Uni in Nashville because it’s so stinkin’ cute and I can’t wait to tour it soon!). In case you were wondering how my last year of high school is going, picture this— me, laying on the floor in a fetal position as senior year is straight up kicking me as hard as possible. It sounds morbid, I know, but I decided to be extra and take physics and precalc, forgetting that science is not my strong suit.
Anyways, school stresses me out. Enough of that. I wanna remind you just how much I love you and how proud of you that I am. You’re fierce as ever and you’re seriously THRIVING. I’ve never been so dang happy for anyone in my life.
Watching you handle everything that’s been chucked at you over the years with such grace and now you’re taking back who you are and completely owning it is what I live for. I am so thankful to have you as a friend, and I’m thankful for all the friends you’ve given me in addition to that. You’re my entire heart and i adore & cherish you!!! I can’t wait until we meet someday and it’ll be so hilarious because I feel like we are so similar. But until then, remember that I love you for life 🤞🏼👼🏼

I’m chubby (I got a belly), have a big cheeks (look like a little kid), and have difficult, but beautiful 4c hair. I love to eat, but don’t care much for exercise (unless you make it fun I guess), have legs that grow hair like a werewolf (seriously, I could shave in the morning and in the evening it would start to come back) and I don’t have much of a butt.



However, I do sometimes think I may not find anyone to be with, but…I’m okay with that.

I am currently talking to this guy who has real potential, but he’s one of those (now common) people who seems to LOVE physical activity and staying in-shape (fitness-head) Not that there’s anything wrong with that, but generally what I find alot with people like that is that they tend to be very fatphobic AND VERY pushy about getting others to excercise, as if they can’t bear the thought of being with someone who is not toned…defined…or who is just simply not fat.

I just hope he isn’t like that. I like him.

20lb difference face comparison. Honestly a little nervous to post this because I didn’t realize all the weight I’d gained in the winter months until I saw pics of me out with friends and I didn’t like what I saw. Of course, both of these are just selfies, but I feel it’s pretty apparent in the first photo that I’m carrying a lot of water in my face.

I have chubby cheeks no matter what!! But at least they’re a little healthier looking now 😊💕

Being stalked when you aren’t famous or particularly attractive really is the weirdest thing. I learned that when I was sports writing for Bleacher Report.

*this guy, and some other dudes were absolutely obsessed with trashing me*

*Me* “But I’m not Charlize Theron. Or Megan Fox. I’m, eh, not that good-looking. I have chubby cheeks. Why bother with me?”

*one guy in the comments* “Because between the legs, it’s the same thing.”

confession time!: yesterday I almost removed myself from social media because I was comparing myself to others so much that I’d convinced myself I was ugly and not as cool or interesting or whatever else as much as all the beautiful people that I see on here every day. I was sad but then became angry at today’s perception of beauty which lead me to decide no, I’m going to wake up feeling good tomorrow and leave all this negativity that’s been smothering me, behind. I have a ton of insecurities but you know what? that’s ok.. the person you’re comparing yourself to also has a shit ton of insecurities! this new world of online that we live in, filled with photoshop and filters and the need for followers and to be loved by strangers, is insane! and as unfortunate as it is that we can’t do anything to stop the internet, we CAN take control of our own mindset and happiness. I’m posting this in case someone needs to see this today just as I needed to see something like this yesterday.. you are just as beautiful and amazing as that person you’ve just compared yourself to! so stop comparing! always remember you’re fucking gold 💛💛 one thing I’m learning to love is my chubby cheeks and that’s why I have a smile on my face today 💛💛💛💛💛💛

it was just kinda funny

i have a young looking face. most likely due to being overweight (chubby cheeks) and avoiding the sun like it’s death. nice skin… and on this day i happened to also be wearing makeup. so, that is your background for this interaction.  

Customer: “I’d like a pack of Newport 100s.”

Me: “Sure, I just need your ID.”

Customer: with attitude “I’m 27 years old!”

Me: “And I’m 33.”

Customer: eyes wide “What???”

Me: “See?”

Customer: “Alright then… good point.” And he hands me his ID without any other argument.

though i am usually annoyed when people argue against showing me their ID, this time it was amusing enough and it ended happy. Plus, it boosted my confidence LOL.

Back when I started cosplaying in 2009, I didn’t know how to sew, I didn’t know how to style wigs, I didn’t know how to do makeup, and I didn’t know how to pose or take photos. I didn’t know how to do a lot of things, but I was determined to learn everything so I could dress up as my favourite characters.

Cloud was my first cosplay and I had a lot of help from my mother while making it (meaning, she sewed everything, while I styled the wig and made the armour…). Thanks mom! I chose to do the Crisis Core outfit because it looked easier than his original outfit or the Advent Children outfit. I was so out of my element and had no idea what I was doing, but I was so proud of myself for accomplishing something and for dressing up as one of my all time favourite characters.

Fast forward eight years and here I am, cosplaying Cloud again! I’ve always wanted to remake Cloud, but with his original outfit instead. Over the eight years, I’ve learned a lot about sewing, makeup, wig styling, and prop building. My mother helped me a lot while making my first Cloud costume, but I can proudly say that I have been making my own costumes completely by myself for the past couple of years. Even then, this costume was still a challenge for me because I was still trying new things and still pushing myself out of my comfort zone.

It’s really cool to be able to look back and actually see how you’ve improved over the years. I often feel like I’ve stagnated or that I’m not very good at anything… but this is proof that I have improved and that I will continue to get better. I may not be perfect, but I at least know that I’ve learned a lot and that I can do incredible things if I really dedicate myself to something.

I guess cosplay is kind of like an RPG in a way. I’ve really gained a lot of experience to level up over the years. And I feel like re-making Cloud was like my Limit Break! ☁️


Dipper’s face is supposed to make you think twice about what a male and female is supposed to look like haha, I made his eyes HUGE but with a more determined look so i angled it down slightly, I made him have some freckles cus they’re just adorbs ok. He has chubby cheeks and a wide short button nose that just initiates the aww factor but still looks like a man by the shape of his chin. His lips was the hardest part though i wanted to make it look sassy but tempting enough to make you want to bite it. I want him to look like someone willing to do anything for the right cause a “The Ends justify the Means” Kind of person 

(fun fact even though Dipper is an Omega he’s been privately tutored by Ford so he’s just as smart as a Professor)

Bill is supposed to be what i think the Alphas would dream to be but only some get to be everything about his is SHARP yet smooth at the same time. I made his eyes thin but wide to give it more of a Forever Bedroom eyes feel. He has Thin wide lips but not wide enough to make it look like full lips it’s supposed to make him smirk better (XD). He has a thin long nose in contrast to Dipper’s Wide button nose his looks more angled i hope. He’s supposed to look like someone you’d beg to step on you haha. I needed him to look Sexy, Inviting yet feared. He has a longer face to insinuate his MANLINESS like in the anime where Semes have long faces and Ukes have super short and cute chubby baby faces.

Dipper is 21 and Bill is 25 in this.

Chubby cheeked baby, wearing her favorite jammies, courtesy of uncle Bya.

I Feel Alive

Request: Omg can I please request #2 and Changkyun and like yous are trying to play a prank on one of the other members pretty pleaassee❣️

2) “Okay…so like…there’s only a 30% chance that we’ll die.”

Member: Monsta X’s I.M x Y/N

Type: Fluff

You rolled over, taking a deep breath as you nuzzled into your pillow. The sheets were cold and soft, a perfect combination for effortless sleep. You reached for your boyfriend, Changkyun, striving to sponge off of his warmth, but instead grasped a handful of blanket. 

“Mmm Kkukkung,” you whispered sleepily, grasping at the comforter again. You cracked your eyes open just barely enough to see. You looked past the pillows and to the sleeping bodies of the Monsta X members snoring around you. No Changkyun in sight. 

You blinked heavily, sliding your arm beneath you to push yourself up into a sitting position. You ran a tired hand through your tangled hair and exhaled. What was he up to now? 

It wasn’t the first time you had woken up to a Changkyun-less mattress. Quite often when you got up to roam he was snuggled up somewhere with a novel, behind his computer playing Overwatch, or working on a lyric he couldn’t get out of his head. Search and rescue missions weren’t uncommon in the early morning hours. 

You grumbled quietly to yourself as you backed up and out of the bottom bunk inhabited by your boyfriend. You shot a careful eye to Jooheon who slept opposite of Changkyun’s bed. You couldn’t help but smile to yourself as you analyzed him, his mouth wide and eyes twitching. 

You slid on your slippers and shuffled from the bedroom and into the hallway. You immediately began to chuckle as you saw a warm light flood out from the kitchen area. 

“Changkyun?” you called quietly, shivering a bit from exiting your blanket cocoon. 

“Jagi?” you heard a hoarse voice whisper back. You nodded to yourself as you hurried along, mildly surprised to see Changkyun sitting at the kitchen table with a strange array of items. 

“Why are you…what are you…to be honest I’m not even sure what to ask right now,” you whispered, furrowing your brows as your surveyed the area before him. You chose to ignore the fact that he was crouched in a chair, wearing nothing but his boxer briefs and a loose fitting tank top. In front of him he had arranged in no particular order, an opened and half eaten package of oreo cookies, a butterknife, some paper towels, and a tube of toothpaste. 

“I can think of several questions,” he nodded, picking up a cookie. He twisted the crisp pieces to pry them apart and slid the butterknife along the cream. “What did you eat to become so good looking? Do you think aliens are real? Do you think dogs think in barks or the language they grew up around?”

You blinked slowly as you looked at your boyfriend. Your sleepy brain was unable to wrap itself around how strangely he spoke sometimes. 

Changkyun looked up, unfazed as he popped the now detached piece of cream in his mouth. “The answers are pizza, yes, and a mix of both.” 

You plopped in the chair across from him and wrapped your arms around yourself. “Or maybe you could tell me what exactly you’re doing.”

“Aigoo,” he chuckled, grabbing the tube of toothpaste. “That’s a much easier question.” 

“Oh, well good,” you muttered, rolling your eyes. 

“What I’m doing is, taking a cookie, twisting it, eating the cream, and putting toothpaste where it was. I am then closing the cookie and putting it back into the package,” he nodded, beginning to apply toothpaste to the cookie nonchalantly. 

Your eyes grew wide as you looked to the cookie you were about to put into your mouth and sniffed it instead. It did indeed smell like mint. 

“Okay,” you hummed, nodding slowly and placing the cookie back onto the napkin it was sitting on previously. “One, why? And two, there was an urgency to do this at three in the morning?”

“Well,” Changkyun sighed. “Hoseokkie hyung goes to bed around two, so I set my alarm at three to get up and put the toothpaste in the cookies.”

“We’re still missing an integral part here,” you groaned, setting your chin on your palm. 

“Are you going to keep up with the spontaneous interview or are you going to help me?” he grumbled, shaking his head as he looked at you. 

You rolled your eyes again and pulled a cookie from the packaging and began to follow Changkyun’s motions. You were uncertain of your mission, but if it was important enough for him to wake up and complete in the middle of the night, you might as well assist. 

“Don’t do it if you’re heart isn’t in it!” he gasped, smacking your hand as you began to apply the toothpaste in the middle of the cookie. “You at least have to try to make it look like it’s gone untouched.”

“Well it would be a whole lot easier if I knew why I was doing this,” you spat, a bit hurt by his comment. Your decoy cookie skills were not subpar. You were pretty proud of your handiwork. 

“Hoseok hyung wakes up every night an hour or two after he first falls asleep,” Changkyun sighed. “He’s dieting right now, but he has a bad habit of eating junk food when no one can catch him.”

“Let the boy have junk food,” you grumbled. “I appreciate chubby cheeks more than six pack abs anyhow.”

“Alright, one, I don’t want you to appreciate my hyung’s cheeks or abs. B, it would be fine if he bought his own junk food. He steals from others,” Changkyun nodded. “These are actually my oreos. I’ve eaten three out of the whole package, and as you can see, it’s more than halfway gone.”

“But how would you know it’s Hoseok?” you asked, tilting your head. 

“My suspicions and sleuthing,” he nodded. “I trust my instincts.”

“You and only you,” you whispered, moving on to your second cookie. “Exactly how many cream centers have you eaten by now?”

“Easily twenty,” he nodded. “I feel alive.”

“You know…I wonder how I got to this point in my life,” you murmured.

“Apparently you did a lot of things right,” he nodded. “Hit the karmic jackpot when you started dating me, baby.”

“Is that right?” you chuckled. You slathered another Oreo with toothpaste. 

“Of course,” he nodded. “I’m a joy.” 

“Is that what you call it?” you grinned, batting your eyelashes at him. He smirked, the corner of his lips tugging up to the right side as he looked up at you. 

“You love me,” he hummed. 

“What’s not to love with romantic date nights like this?” you cooed. 

Changkyun hummed to himself as you quietly worked across from each other. You still weren’t convinced of his theory, considering the fact that as long as you had known Hoseok, he was pretty firm when it came to dieting. You didn’t like when he was tough on himself, considering that you thought all of the boys were too skinny anyhow, but it still didn’t stop it from happening. 

“Alright,” Changkyun nodded. “Let’s-”

He froze mid sentence, tilting his head and squinting his eyes. 

“Wh-what is it?” you stuttered, pausing as you were midway into the process of standing. 

“Shhh,” he hushed, lifting a finger into the air. His eyes quickly grew wide as he stood in silence. After about a three second lag, he dove forward, grabbing the Oreo package and shoving it into a cabinet behind him. He gathered the rest of the items with one hand, while simultaneously grabbing your wrist with his opposite hand. He tugged you forward, causing you to nearly fall flat on your face if you hadn’t been moving at such breakneck speeds. 

He sprinted into the living room and plunged behind the couch. He dumped the items that were previously on the table onto the floor and crouched as low as he could. You did the same, your heart beating out of your chest at the sudden development. You still weren’t entirely certain what had happened and didn’t dare ask Changkyun. He was tense beside you, slowly sliding onto his knees to peek over the couch. 

“He’s coming.”

Well, that wasn’t ominous. 

You moved to all fours as you lifted yourself from the floor. You teetered precariously beside your boyfriend, trying your hardest to see who he had meant by “him.” You were worried you would give away your hiding spot as you attempted to balance, only a flick away from falling over. 

Just as you got comfortable with your spot, both you and Changkyun jumped as you heard a deep voice yawn at the end of the hallway. You nearly screamed as Changkyun reached over and gripped your hand, wrapping his sweaty palm around your fingers and clutching them nervously. 

“Okay…so like…there’s only a 30% chance we’ll die…right?” Changkyun breathed. 

“15%,” you whispered back. “Odds would be higher if it were Kihyun or Hyungwon. Don’t let the muscles fool you, Hoseok is soft.”

“Soft until you have a bicep pressed against your neck,” he grumbled, keeping his hand tight on yours. 

You both waited with baited breaths, remaining completely still as the shuffling of slippers echoed down the hall. You both exhaled slowly as a tanned leg appeared, followed by a torso and shoulders. You nearly squeaked as the Monsta X member turned the corner and entered the kitchen. 

“Hyunwoo hyung,” Changkyun hissed, furrowing his brows. 

You tried not to giggle, wanting so badly to tell your boyfriend “I told you so.” You knew Wonho was stronger than Oreo cookies…the leader on the other hand…

“I should’ve known,” Changkyun clucked. “We don’t call him a bear just because he’s cuddly.”

“Shhh,” you hushed, smacking Changkyun’s arm lightly as you watched Shownu grab the Oreo package in question. “Oh my gosh. This isn’t real. This isn’t happening.”

“I swear, if he catches us because of you,” Changkyun hissed, cutting his eyes in your direction. 

“We can grab it from his hands now. We can save ourselves,” you gasped. 

“Oh hell Y/N,” Changkyun grumbled, rolling his eyes. “What’s he going to do? Ground us?”

You bit your lip, thinking about the situation. “Well…I guess, yeah.” 

“He’s doing it,” Changkyun squeaked, nearly vibrating with excitement. “He’s about to eat-”

You both watched with wide eyes as Shownu set the package on the table and slid the flap open. He sleepily ran a hand through his short hair before grabbing a cookie and immediately launching it into his mouth. He chewed for a moment, his face normal until he swallowed. His lips instantly contorted and his nose scrunched up as he let out a light cough. He immediately closed the package again and inspected the flavor written on the plastic. He nodded his head as he opened it again and pulled out another cookie. 

“Are…are you serious?” you whispered, elbowing Changkyun. You both watched in horror as Shownu popped another cookie into his mouth. 

“How much toothpaste can someone eat before they die?” Changkyun hissed, his cheeks becoming bright red. 

“Should…should we stop him?” you stuttered. 

“To be honest, I’m too horrified to move,” Changkyun replied, hardly even blinking. You both watched quietly as Shownu shrugged and closed the package again. Breathing a sigh of relief, you plopped onto the floor, unable to watch what had happened any longer. 

“No, no, no, no,” Changkyun hissed as he continued to watch, shaking his head back and forth quickly. You launched back onto your knees to peer at Shownu who was now waddling down the hall, the oreo package tucked under his arm. 

“Hyung!” Changkyun squeaked, flying up from his spot and hopping over the couch. “Hyung! Wait!” 

You giggled maniacally to yourself, unable to hold it in any longer. At least you knew you wouldn’t be waking up to find Changkyun attempting any pranks ever again. 

Originally posted by fywonkyun

anonymous asked:

How do you think penny would feel/act/react to a chubby s/o?

Penny doesn’t care about your body type but trust me he would not be able to keep his hands off of your chubby cheeks! You can be laid up on the couch,minding your business and there he does,coming up behind you to squish your cheeks and possibly even baby talking you when he’s feeling extra affectionate
remember the chubby bunny challenge? god forbid he learns what it is bc you’re fucked then

I’ll Do My Best (JB)

Originally posted by saranghaeyojw

Type: Fluff

Request: Hey, can you do a scenario where JB of GOT7 has take care of his young son in The Return of Superman? Thanks in Advance 🐥💚

Suckling filled the room as you fed your son a bottle “is it good?” you asked quietly. The room was dark as it was rather late, 11 PM and feeding your son yet another bottle seemed to be the only way to tire the tiny boy out. “Honey” a voice calls as they enter “daddy’s home” you coo as your husband made his way into the home bowing to the camera before he headed down the hall of your rather large apartment towards your bedroom. “Ah Songki why are you still awake?” he asks as you continued feeding your chubby cheeked son. “Daddy I must have wanted to wait up for you” you say in your baby voice. “Oh no I think it was being a lover of food” he jokes as he climbs into your bed and takes a hold of the bottle. 

Jaebum looked up at you “so are you ready to have two days off?” he asked “do you think you can handle him?” you asked back “I have to keep him fed right? That’s all he need” he says back with a smile. “Songki poohs a lot too” you tell him. “He’s clingy too. You will build lots of arm muscles keeping” “he weighs like 2 pounds more than an average baby” he spoke. “He’s still nearly 24 pounds” you shoot back. “Say I’ll slim out once I’m older” he coos at Songki who finished his bottle. He let out a sigh as he was picked up and you began burping him “I need to shower and what not so I’ll join you later” he says as you nod laying down on the bed fully after your son had let out his burp. “Good night” he calls as you hum back.


You awoke the next morning and checked on your son right away before you got up and headed out to the kitchen. You didn’t even bother to doll yourself up for the camera after doing it for many years as an idol you settled down into motherhood. Jaebum was still a very active performer though along with the other members of GOT7. Songki happened to be the latest of the GOT7 children but had become a rather big deal because he was the only one who looked nearly identical to his father just with adorably pudgy cheeks. All he seemed to get from you was you large appetite. Not that you minded a well fed child is always a good thing.

You rushed around the kitchen after making coffee and took a cup to each of the VJ before you began making breakfast for your husband and son for the last time for the next two days. “I’m so nervous” you mumble to the camera “JB is a good dad but he’s never really been alone more than an hour with Songki” you continue before you went back to making food. “He should be good. I gave him a list” you finished. You normally talked to yourself as you were the first awake most days and the two men in your life slept almost 2 hours later than you each day. “If they don’t get up soon I’ll wake them up" you sighed attempting to crack your neck.


Jaebum awoke to your son’s whimpering before he broke out crying. “Songki” he calls quietly as he rubbed your son’s back. “It’s 6:30 are you already hungry?” he asked as he rolled over to face his son. The infant was looking at him already. “Did you want attention?” he cooed as the nearing 6 month old reached out for his face. Jaebum took in the scent of French toast and smiled. “Let’s go my chunky monkey” he coos as he picked up his son.

“Good morning” he says as he heads to the table. “You’re making Songki’s bottle and feeding him before you eat” you say as his smile dropped. “What?” he asked “that’s how its gonna go without me here” you tell him as he nods. “I marked the bottles with instructions” you say as he sighed in relief. “Thank you honey” he says as he went to put Songki in his seat but he let out a whine. “He rarely uses the seat” you inform. “Alright” he says sitting his son down on the counter as letting him have his free hand while he looked over the bottle. “He’s gonna be a lot of work isn’t he?” he joked as you laugh “he’s more work than Jinyoung’s daughter” you say as it was well known that Jinyoung’s youngest was a lot to handle.

By the time you were getting ready to leave your son was sobbing and clinging to you. As Jaebum had to force the boy off of you. You were nearly in tears as two days was going to be along time without your little boy but Jaebum promised to do his best for him and call you if he needed you so you decides to leave as fast as you could.


“Hello” Jaebum says simply as he bounced Songki on his lap “I am Im Jaebum and this is Im Songki” he speaks bowing him and his son lightly. “I’m glad to be here. I loved watching the old episodes with my wife Y/N while she was pregnant and thought it would be really cool to be on this show. I want to get closer to my son in the first place so yeah” he says awkwardly. “He’s needy according to my wife and so far I can agree” he told with a light chuckle. “But he’s my boy so I’ll put up with it because I know one day he won’t even let me hug him anymore” he states as he hugs his son tightly. 


After the first month Jaebum nearly had a meltdown once and had gone to the doctors late at night more than once when Songki wouldn’t stop crying. He was devoted to making it work with his son. 

Even after a month he could tell his son was growing more and more. His hair became more full and his cheeks lost their chubbiness slightly as he became more mobile. He was more vocal and more willing to do things on his own everything that Jaebum was wanting to happen was slowly happening. 

Today Jaebum even got to break out the walker which Songki instantly fell in love with. He was able to hear the smacking of toys mixing in with his son’s shrieks. “Songki” Jaebum he says as his son stopped all movements and looked up at him. “Mommy left us the chore of cleaning up the mats” he says as he bring a bucket of cleaning products. He lightly pushed the walker off of the mats and got down to start cleaning. Instantly his son began squeaking and yelling as he played. He smiled as he cleaned up the mats. 

“Dadadadada” he heard as he instantly stopped and turned around. “Did you say dada?” he asked as he crawled over to his son. Jaebum touched his son’s little face as Songki smiled. “I don’t know if you said it but I’m gonna brag to mommy that you did” he says as he pulled out his phone. He had a proud smile as he heard his son continue to babble and he began to dial your number to tell you.

Mr. Dad (Kenny Omega Imagine)

Kenny Omega x Reader
Warning: None. Cutesy, fluffy baby fic.
A/N:  I couldn’t help myself, tried to be as true to what I think Kenny would be like taking care of a babe. And special thanks to @rubyriots for fueling my headcanons      Tagged; @straightfireglow @baroncorn @tatyanawaka @lclb13 @shadow-of-wonder @kurominonsense @kelstenkiara @sietefinns @castielscamander @oraclegazes @socyd @lindseyrae20 @eliza-kitty-cat @daintymissdevitt @princess3733 @nickysmum1909 @50shadesofadamcolebaybay @raphaelvavasseur @alexahood21 @unepetitecrise @grey-acefinn @gts-widow @fightblissfight @caramara3 @rainfoxx13 @hiitsmecharlie @widow-png @racheo91 @moxtiel @blondekel77  @fallavvay @wrestlinghasruinedmylife @crossfitjesusinskinnyjeans @totorototo-ro @grappling-giraffe@sunshinesamizayn @devittslegos
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Small Packages - Kim Yugyeom x Reader

Originally posted by jypnior

Title: Small Packages
Author: Haru.
Pairing: Kim Yugyeom x Reader
Prompt: “Say one more word and I swear I’m gonna punch you in the face!” “You’re 4'11, you can’t even reach my face with your fist.” 

“Almost!” The girl tried to stretch her arm even further to reach the Nutella which was, to her inconvenience, placed near the back of the second shelf. “Got it…” She leaned forward onto the marble tabletop, her stomach caving in and outlining her ribcage. Her fingers then swiped upon a smooth surface and the girl, feeling accomplished without having to use the goddamn step stool Yugyeom had bought her for these types of occasions, grabbed onto the bottle and brought it close to her, slowly descending down onto the cool, tile floor.
Turns she grabbed a can of diced tomatoes instead of the jar of Nutella.

“Oh, I need that,” Jinyoung swiped the can of diced tomatoes and smiled down at the shorter girl, making her pout. He then started to assess the situation: Two slices of bread were warming up in the toaster, knife was stationed to the left of the plate. She must be making bread with Nutella again. “Do you need help with getting something, (Y/N)?”

“I most certainly do not need help.”

“Then use the step stool,” The black-haired idol pointed over to the corner of the dorm to the closet which held the cleaning supplies and, much to her demise, the nefarious step stool. “Isn’t that why Yugyeom got it for you?”

“I refuse to use it!”

“Then how are you going to get the Nutella?” The girl’s eyes travelled to the jar of creamy, chocolate nutty goodness loaded into a plastic hourglass shaped container and whimpered. “I’ll get it without the step stool.”

“And how are you going to do that?”

“I’ll find a way.” Jinyoung sighed as he shook his head. This girl was even more troublesome than the maknae of their boy group. He then opened the drawer, grabbed the can opener and walked away, not giving an actual fuck anymore. “If you hurt yourself, the first aid kit’s in the washroom!”

“I’m not going to fall…” She muttered as the elder male walked away.

Now. Nutella jar, Height will not be the thing that ruins her.

Not being able to have some toast and you on it, will.

Positioning herself near the counter top, the girl slapped both of her palms near the curved part of the counter top where wood meets marble and hoisted herself up, balancing a bit before she plonked leg onto the counter top. “Alright, so,” She then brought her other leg up and kneeled with her feet tucked under her bum. “My darling Nutella,” She opened the cabinet door, leaning back slightly so that the door wouldn’t hit her, and licked her lips, excited to finally eat her chocolate-y snack. “Come to (Y/N)~”

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im tired of ya protagonists being stick thin (and constantly saying they think thats the most unattractive thing about themselves) where the fuck are my fat protagonists my plus size main characters my chubby chosen ones i want protagonists with bellies with thick thighs with round faces i want insecure protagonists i want confident protagonists i want protagonists who don’t give a fuck either way i want them to have hurricane romances just like the skinny ones do i want their love interest to call them beautiful call them the stars in the sky or some poetic ya shit i am just really fuckin tired of ya main characters being fucking skinny