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Ricardo x Insecure chubby reader (Slight NSFW)

Mystic Messenger

Stardew Valley

Hello!!!can u make a Ricardo x shy,chubby reader that were glasses,has big tips,and plushy butt mirror smut like reader is insecure and Ricardo just drags reader to her room and put them infront of a mirror and just starts to go at the reader even denying the reader until they say they are good enough for him and their not useless and he just whispers in their ear "say that again and I won't be so nice"and reader just looks up at him with puffy teary eyes with their glasses barely hanging on their face and nods and then they cuddle for the rest of the night😊sorry if this is to much hope u understand!!!😅😅😅

Hey ! Your ask is very detailed thank you so much :).

I don't write full NSFW scenes and I'm overall not the best at writting scenarios, but I hope you will still like it ♡

Disclaimer: This scenario contains negative speech of one's body type. Please keep in mind that this is not written with any malicious intent and that every single body type is beautiful in it's own way. Do not be ashamed of your body

Your heart clenched as you looked into the mirror for the longest time again tonight: why did your body look so big? Why did you have to wear glasses? You weren't usually so negative about your own appearance, but walking around town with your boyfriend and seeing all those beautiful women flirting with him right in your face...It hurt. They were basically like fashion icons while you were...you.

Maybe Ricardo would prefer if you looked like those women...? Maybe he was with you only out of pity? You clearly weren't on his level afterall. That much was very clear. He was the exact picture of a model just like those women.

Unlike you.

That thought was enough for your eyes to burn and make you inhale sharply. You tried to close your eyes and calm yourself down: the last thing you needed was to look pathetic over such a small thing in front of your boyfriend.

Your hands were shaking as you tried to regain your composure and fix your disheveled hair for the third time.

Why can't you be skinnier? Why can't you have a pretty body? Why can't you-

"Y/N ?" Your train of thoughts was cut short by the voice of Ricardo on the other side of the door. You had completely forgotten that you had left him alone in the entrance of the castle. Having scurried to your bedroom in a hurry, tears in your eyes.

Embarassement creeped in you, how stupid could you be? It wasn't your boyfriend's fault that women found him attractive. Why did you have to go hide? How childish could you be? No wonder those women couldn't even think that you were dating him when they approached the both of you...

You tensed as you heard the door open slowly and the footsteps of Ricardo walking inside your shared bedroom.

"Y/N? Why did you leav-....Are you alright?"

He cut himself off when his functionning eye landed on your crumpled form on the ground. Where his tone had seemed annoyed at first, it was now worried.

Your throat felt tight, like something was stuck in it, you were unable to look up from your own form in the mirror and even less able to form any coherent answer for the man who looked at you with worry.

"Y/N. Answer me." His voice was demanding, almost like an order and yet it sounded full of worry.

You felt his gaze scrutinise you as you held back your tears again. He sighed before crouching down next to you as he saw you tear up.

"Please...Talk to me?" His tone was desesperate now.

Your heart was beating quickly in your chest, could you actually tell him? Wouldn't you look stupid? He didn't do anything wrong afterall...

"I...It's stupid...forget it" You mumbled out as you looked away from your reflection and got up from the floor.

The man frowned, clearly not believing your pathetic lie and stood up as well before going to stand behind you in front of the mirror. He put his arm around your waist and let his chin rest in the crook of your neck.

"Liar. You're crying. You can't lie to me, you're not allowed." he whispered in your ear before biting your lobe slightly.

You shudered under the sudden contact and looked once again in the mirror.

You bite your lip as you try to find the correct words to explain the situation to your lover, he had quite the temper and you didn't want to upset him even more.

You let out a shaky exhale before speaking up with a cracked voice from your crying:

"I just...I feel like you deserve better than me."

As the words left your mouth, you felt Ricardo tense around you as he frowned.

"What the fuck does that mean?" He answered with an angry, almost offended, tone.

Your heart tightened once again, why did your lover sound so upset ? You were only telling the truth...Surely he was aware of how people barely looked twice at you when they tried to make moves on him...right?

"I...I mean that...you're handsome. Women and men alike flirt with you all the time. You could have anyone.Anyone...prettier than me. Someone whose skinnier...Whose not wearing ugly glasses. Someone who looks good next to you..." You speak up a little bit louder than your previous statement, getting upset at the situation.

It doesn't take even a split second before the words are out of mouth that Ricardo immediately turns you around to face him. His remaining eye is squinting at you and his eyebrows are furrowed. He looks absolutely livid as he stares at you.

"Whose the asshole who told you that?" He snaps as he squeezes his grip around your waist.

"I'm not blind! I can see myself in the mirror and I can see those people flirting with you ! It's obvious ! They always assume I must be your friend and never your lover even though we hold hands in public and kiss ! Because how could such an ugly person date someone like-"

Your screaming was cut short by the angel kissing you passionately. You couldn't help but let out a gasp of surprise as he started to bite at your lower lip, wanting to deepen the kiss.

You felt his hands caressing your sides and trying to slip under your shirt in search of skin-to-skin contact. Far to soon for your taste, he ended the kiss and latched his lips at your neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses on your soft skin while talking in between of each.

"You are blind if you believe this bullshit. I don't care about those women or men...You're the most beautiful. They're fucking stupid if they think they're hotter than you."

He slips his hand under your short and palms at your chest.

"Your body is perfect...You are perfect."

His voice is suave as he continues to touch you delicately, making you gasp at the underwhelming contact.

You try to re-open your mouth to answer him, but he quickly turns you around roughly and inserts two digits inside your mouth, in a very contrasting manner than from how he was just touching you. He forces you to look at your reflection in the mirror as he start to touch you even lower. His touch is sharp and you know it will leave bruises and marks all over your body tomorrow makes your skin burns.

"Look at yourself while I show you how pretty you are."

You lay on Ricardo's naked chest as you close your eyes, your body is tires and the spot where your lover's hands were a few minutes ago are now pleasantly aching. Your glasses are on the ground, having fallen during the act without you nor Ricardo caring enough to pick them up.

The man's hands caress soflty your back as he open his healthy eye to look at you.

"I love you. Don't ever believe shit like that again, you hear? I don't give a fuck about those people.They couldn't see pretty even when it hits them in the face."

You smile soflty at him and lay your head back on him, your eyes closing and the burning sensation of upcoming tears behind your eyelids long gone. You let yourself relax in your lover's arms as you let your body rest after all the emotions you went through today.

"I love you more than anything else."

A couple of fruits (part 5)

The fifth part of my bullet train prequel focused on the twins! all other parts on my page <3

notes: thank you so much as always for the support! you all are so kind!!! unfortunately, a couple of fruits is slowly coming to the end within the next 1 or 2 chapters, in the following few days i will put up a poll asking if i should finish the story at the end of the trio as teenagers OR do a timeskip and focus on when they reunite as adults- i will put up more info nearer the time <333 also this chapter is utterly devastating so i do apologise profusely. also, i have done a doodle summary of this chapter from ashley's perspective so lmk if you wanna see thattt :D

TW: quite a bit of violence, alcohol mentions, very strong language, awful bullying, blood and injuries

as always a name reminder

tangerine-michael

lemom-toby

"Michael's fucking kissing rat girl!!!" The voice of one of the popular girls,screamed out, the sound shrill, ugly and carrying through the house and shutting everyone up, to be fair, it was quite big moment, no one had ever really seen Ashley out and about- except for working at the pub, and now she was with Michael Davies of all people.

"What?!- Oh my days he is!" Ted, the guy who was running the party, laughed when he saw the sight, fishing out a digital camera from his pocket and pointing it at them.

The pair had long since pulled away from the kiss, they had done when hearing the ear-piercing scream, so there was no overly humiliating photo taken, but only one of Ash looking utterly mortified and Michael looking like he wanted to die right then and there.

"You got a problem with that?!" Ash finally spoke up, yelling, it was the first time most of the people there had even heard the sound of her voice.

"She can speak!" The girl who had screamed earlier laughed, crossing her arms, her name was Mya, she wasn't great, with ratted up bleached blonde hair, and too much makeup, the two had been friends many years prior, back in primary school. "I thought you were like Helen Keller or something."

Michael didn't even look phased, as if he was expecting for a disagreement like this to occur, whilst Toby just looked severely displeased with both of them and sighed.

"That's rich, i thought you were a cave woman, with the whole barely any clothes, and hair teased to the sky thing you have going on." Ash retaliated, crossing her arms.

Mya scoffed and raised an eyebrow, stepping towards the other girl with an extended finger pointing at her, the plastic false nail just about touching her. "The only cave woman here is you, Ash, what's the benefits agreement that your mum is on again?"

"Shut the hell up." Ashley could feel her skin crawling from the stares of the other teenagers, she felt so stupid, being called out for what she couldn't afford, and suddenly wanted to go home, she didn't want people to know about the poor way in which she lived.

"Do you like rats so much because they live in your flat with you?" Mya laughed smugly, she loved how she was riling up Ashley, the rest of the room was silent, with a few stifled laughs from the others being the only source of noise.

Michael stood in horror, before Mya pulled him close to her, for which he looked at her with pure hatred in his eyes.

"You shouldn't even be here, no one wanted you to come, Mikey over here just felt pity that you have no mates, except the rat army of course- maybe you should go snog them instead, maybe they'd actually care hm?" Mya continued, after realizing Ashley was too distraught to respond to her windups, until she wasn't.

"I'll call the fucking rats and you'll get rabies and die!" Ashley yelled at Mya, she could hear her classmates laughing at her and it was driving her insane, she hated the attention; She stepped back, as if she was trying to teleport out of the awful situation.

Ted, who had previously been snickering in a corner with his arms crossed, lifted up his camera again, as the teenagers went on to laugh at her, he was just about to take a photo before Toby spoke up.

"Give it a bloody rest!" Toby yelled, adding to the shouts of the room, knocking the camera out of Ted's hand, which landed on the floor with a loud crack as it smashed. Shit.

"You prick! You fucking prick! You just broke my camera!" Ted exclaimed, shoving Toby back and away from him, that managed to snap Michael out of his astonished daze.

"Don't put your hands on my pissing brother you twat!" Michael shouted back, pushing forward against the forming crowd and Mya to punch Ted in the stomach, who narrowly dodged it and instantly kicked Michael in the shin, hard.

Michael winced slightly, before sending another punch flying at his face, Ted, and he didn't miss this time, the boy stumbling backwards into someone else.

"You arsehole-" Ted froze, his fingers going up to touch his bloodied nose and looked down at the red liquid, his gaze darkened, glaring at Michael before running at him, tackling him to the ground, trying his best to beat the skinny prick of a teenager into a pulp, going on to hit him over and over again, whilst he writhed and battled against him.

But Michael, who was sure there would be blue bruises on his face by morning, did eventually manage to hold his own, and grabbed one of the malibu bottles off the table, lifting it up and swinging it over Ted's head, causing it to smash in half, the spirit pouring over the floor as the glass cut open his head.

Suddenly, the screaming of the people had stopped, everyone was frozen in shock horror as Ted slowly went upright, blood dripping down from his scalp, no one knew what to do. Ted backed away from him, dizzy and disorientated as he fell onto a friend, the other attendees' eyes all darting around the room desperately, what Michael had done was very much illegal, and damaging too, however Ted could not go to A&E in the state he was in, he was far too intoxicated, whilst also being below the legal age for drinking.

"Oh my days- Oh my- Ted?!-" Mya gasped out, running over to the boy on the floor, an even tighter crowd formed around him as they tried to figure out what to do to help, and Toby realized this was probably time for them to leave.

"Come on-" Toby hissed at the pair, grabbing Ash and Michael by the arms, and pulling them out of the house, the other two eventually catching up to speed with the severity of the situation and followed his lead quickly.

"Did Michael just-?" Ashley gasped out as she ran, too shocked to say anything, it was too much, too awful, she didn't want to think about it, the imagine of Ted down on the floor, surrounded by a crown of dark red liquid dripping from his head.

"Yes- I did. Shit, I did..." Michael groaned and ran his hand over his face, he hadn't killed Ted, but he could've done easily, he didn't feel guilty about it, though, just scared to get caught and punished for what he had done to the guy.

"Three words describe our situation right now-" Ash rolled her eyes, running with the others away from the house, down the street, not to the boys' apartment straight away, just somewhere where they wouldn't be found.

"We are fucked." Toby chimed in, and Ash nodded, it was true, the trio was screwed over, they were going to get in serious trouble, one way or another.

Just as they were running, several black vans swerved and parked right in front of them, causing a barrier so they couldn't easily run that way, it was odd, and unexpected, but they didn't want to stay and see who was going to get out of those vans, so the three screamed when they almost got hit by them, before quickly changing directions and running down the street, caving and going to Ashley's place instead of just sprinting without a destination.

She fumbled with the keys, before pushing it open and practically pulling the boys inside with her, the three then moving to lean against the wall and regain their breath, panting heavily.

"What the hell?!-" Toby exclaimed, his eyes as wide as dinner plates.

"Who the fuck was that?!-" Michael gasped, making sure the door behind them was locked.

"Why did you almost kill Ted?!-" Ashley yelled, her voice cutting through the air like a knife, the tension rising instantly.

Michael groaned and ran his hand through his hair as he looked at her, taking her arm. "We need to talk, alone." He glanced back over at Toby before walking with Ashley into her bedroom.

A couple of fruits (part 4)

Bullet Train prequel fanfic! this is the fourth part, the others are on my page!!

notes: thank you for all the support on this project, it means so much! This chapter isn't the best, but there are some cute moments, especially the ending (; i hope you love it, i tried to make it as accurate to the British teenager experience as possible lolz, i also need to give toby/lemon more focus!!!!!!

TW: dissection, knives, alcohol, smoking and death mention, strong language as always, painfully bad fashion choices.

name reminder as always!

Toby- Lemon

Michael- Tangerine

It had been three weeks since Michael and Toby killing their own foster father had been seen by Ashley, and the small group of teenagers had become inseparable, constantly hanging out at any moment. It was fine and full of hysterical laughter whenever it was the whole trio, but when it was just Michael and Ashley, the air was always thick with unsaid words.

"Right, urm Ashley- you go with...Michael, maybe working with a more morbid student might help you actually do the dissection" Their biology teacher rattled on, pairing up students for the sheep's heart dissection; Ashley was well known in the school for one thing only, being the girl who tried to give a very dead rat CPR, earning her the nickname Rat girl, and even teens going as far as putting dead roadkill in her locker.

Michael perked up from trying to break the ink cartridge of his pen when he heard this, and he smiled to himself, he watched out the corner of his eye as she picked up her things and went to sit next to him.

"Hi." Michael said awkwardly, moving his things off of the other seat so that she could sit down easily.

"Hey." Ashley responded with a smile, placing her pencil case down beside his, well his was just a small pile of pens he had stuffed in his blazer and put on the desk, whilst hers was a light red fabric case with doodles all over it, including a little heart with an arrow. "Look, I don't think i can do the dissection-"

"Yeah i gathered that much- i'll just do it." He shrugged lightly, unbothered by the fact she wouldn't want to do anything, she was more happy about the fact he was getting to talk to her again.

Michael stood up, taking off his school blazer (which was already scuffed and marked, so it wouldn't really have made a difference if he had kept it on or not) and put on a pair of surgical gloves, throwing the other pair to Ashley.

He grabbed the scalpel, and began to cut almost scarily neat lines in the sheep's heart, whilst Ashley watched with wide eyes, slightly horrified and slightly amazed. She knew what he had done before, but this was weirdly precise.

Toby, who had been working with some random guy, noticed this and caught on quite quickly, coughing obnoxiously loud to try and make Michael realize how much of a serial killer he looked right now.

When Michael looked up, the two exchanged almost annoyed glances, before he realized what he was doing, and shot Ashley an apologetic smile. "Sorry-"

"No, it's fine honestly, I'm just glad i don't have to do it- and you're real at it good too, so that's a bonus!" She shook her head, looking at him.

The two locked eyes again, it was just like the interaction from the day prior, (probably less romantic due to the knife in his hand, and the fact she looked like she would be ill because of the dead animal lung) and Michael got the same feeling he had done last time, as if his heart was going to come out of his mouth, whereas this time they were both looking at each other, not just him at her. But just like last time, they got interrupted.

"Oi Mikey! You coming to mine tonight? Toby's coming- and you can bring rat girl if you want!" A voice called out, it belonged to Ted, one of the more well off kids in the school, who hung out with the twins sometimes, he was a bit rude though, and stunk of a fancy Lynx aftershave.

That snapped them both out of it, and they turned to look at the guy. Michael spoke up, slightly annoyed by the voice, "Yeah- yeah whatever i'll come, and she will too." After a moment, when Ted had turned back around, he muttered to himself and her. "Fucking prick."

Ashley laughed softly, and took the scalpel out of his hand, placing it back down onto the board. "You look like Patrick Bateman doing that." She commented, passing him the other knife to finish off quickly the practical.

"I'm way slicker than Patrick Bateman." He glanced at her, letting out a small scoff at his comment, "You are coming to this party, right? You don't have to-"

"I will, yeah- even if it's tosser Teddy hosting it." She laughed, and so did he at the name she referred to him as, she had lots of nicknames for people, it was almost a defense mechanism because of all of the bullying. She wouldn't admit this to him, but until recently, she had called him maladjusted Michael, because of his inability to fit in, which actually she couldn't either in all fairness.

"You don't hold back at all, you know that right?" Michael raised an eyebrow as he finished the dissection, cleaning up the tools with an eerily neat approach.

"She does not!" Toby called out from the other side of the room, laughing.

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"So, what do people do at these things?" Ashley asked as the three walked down the street and out of their apartment building that evening, down the road to find Ted's house.

"Parties? Uhhh- get drunk and make out." Toby replied quite blatantly, signalling to the bag of spirits and vodka they were taking with them to the place.

"And smoke, and scream, and ruin the house- it's real fun, i swear- as long as it's not your own house." Michael added on, shaking the packet of cigarettes in his hand, none of them noticed the shadowy figure lurking a few metres behind them, they were all too loud anyway to have heard the footsteps, or the shutter of the camera as it flicked photos of the three.

"Just sounds like what i do on a daily basis- minus making out." Ashley commented, crossing her arms as the group continued to walk.

"Yeah, but the guy hosting the party is a fucking wanker." Michael shrugged as he spoke.

"And you're a fucking wanker too, Mikey" Toby jabbed and laughed, dodging a punch, they looked a very strange group, due to the fact that they were all dressed very differently:

Michael wore baggy black jeans, with a white shirt (the top few unbuttoned) and a thin black tie loosely around it, topped off with a few golden rings on his fingers

Toby had on a pair of beige cargo pants, with a red graphic tee for the band maroon 5, circular framed blue sunglasses, and checkered black and white muddy vans.

Finally, Ash wore a pink vest with a purple mesh tee over it, a grey skirt with a chunky belt, black tights, and patent leather shoes, with parts of her hair in small ponytails on the top of her head.

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When they arrived at the house, Michael knocked on the door first, and was greeted by Ted, who looked them up and down, before half-hugging Michael and letting them all in.

The house was HUGE, the biggest either of three teens had been in, so probably not that impressive, but still big. There was plants- real ones, not the tacky decorative ones from Home Bargains, and their were professional family photos on the wall, Ash had to fight the urge to throw a smirnoff ice bottle at Ted's still face in them.

Further into the house, in the white pristine kitchen, was practically at least half of their year at school, all raving and shouting, some huddled in the corners with their partners, others lingering around the snack table (where a few bottles of fiji water sat), or singing badly along to the music that was playing through the speakers; it wasn't really where Ashley belonged, so she decided to take a large swig of the nearest glass of pure Vodka she could find, letting the alcohol rush to her head.

Toby seemed to be enjoying himself more, he had always been referred to as the class clown, and this did not end out of school hours, with him already making people laugh and messing about within five minutes of being here, after placing the plastic bag down on the table.

Michael, on the other hand, seemed fairly unsure of what to do, sure, he knew people, he was pretty cool too, but, he would've liked it more if he was reading Crime and Punishment at home right now, not having to deal with some rich kid's house party.

"This party is...interesting." Ashley stepped beside him, offering him a red solo cup of coca cola and vodka, to which he took and had a sip.

"It's shit." He corrected her and swallowed after he had had a sip, "You look nice though. Like Amy Winehouse or something."

"I don't think i'm that pretty" She laughed and shook her head, leaning on the counter with him stood beside her, both watching the party as they spoke.

"You are, really." He responded, as she took a sip.

"Well, you're not too bad either, you're like a young James Dean."

"Should i be complimented by that?"

"Yes."

"Then i'll take it," He smiled and turned to face her. "I really like hanging out with you, y'know. You're like, the coolest girl i've ever met- you're mysterious and a bit cold, like- Anna Karenina, and you are so beautiful too..."

"Jesus Christ- How much of that drink have you had?"

"I'm serious, Ash, You're really sweet." He spoke, and grabbed her hand with his free one, placing his drink down on the counter behind him, and then putting his hand on her cheek.

He kissed her, he actually kissed Ashley, the world seemed to stop, neither of them could focus on anything else that wasn't the person stood infront of them, she had never been kissed before, and awkwardly shifted to face him properly.

which to a bunch of 16 year olds, was big news, and they all suddenly stopped chatting and turned to stare at them after one chavy girl screamed,

"Michael's fucking kissing rat girl!!!"

Oh bloody hell.

Putting a bit of a hold on my remaining requests for Nightmare Harem, because I'm going ti have an overdose otherwise

Could you write maybe hcs of Lemon with a gf? Maybe about Tangerine's reaction and (if you want) Ash's?

i LOVE this and ofc i can! especially because of the fact lem does not receive nearly as much focus as he deserves in 'a couple of fruits'!!!! also i love the ash recognition it made me smile <3 please anyone feel free to send in reqs!

lemon

-he takes her to all the best spots in Camden town, bars, restaurants, clubs, he knows all the underground spots and their owners

-matching halloween costumes are a must!!! rusty and pearl from starlight express? yes!

-the two do karaoke all the time, especially meatloaf duets

-she gets SPOILED with random trinkets he finds and buys on missions

-she is constantly bombarded with photos of anything he finds remotely funny, once it was just a simple graffiti that looked a bit like one of their neighbours

-he is a bit scared to date at first, especially given his job

-lemon is so grateful to have found someone who will put up with his thomas and friends yapping

-he managed to win her over using a thomas and friends pickup line he made up on the spot

-spontaneous days out to random places always

-brought back a boba tea machine for no reason once with no explanation where from or why. it is now his and his gfs prized posession

tangerine's reaction

-at first, he thought his brother was lying when he told him he had got a girlfriend

-is a bit wary to begin with, worried she has negative intentions towards her brother- however, lemon is great at reading people after all

-eventually warms up to her, but doesn't make a big thing out of it

-takes the piss out of lemon with her

ashley's reaction

-she loves the gf INSTANTLY and treats her like a sister

-ashley didn't have many friends growing up, so she loves the opportunity to make more

-movie nights 24/7

-they're always hanging out

-she pulls tangerine into doing a group of four halloween costume, adding onto the starlight express one, her and tan would go as dinah and greaseball to match lemon and his gf

Should I post the stupid memes I made about Nightmare Harem?

I don't care about canon, I care about ANGST

I love this.

Imagine them threatening war over small arguements while at the academy together

Like

"Lucia remember that time you hide my essay? I'm sure it'll come back once demons are all killed."

Sometimes I sit down and think about Mikael and Lucia...

And I wonder if they started a war on Nightmare just to be petty