#!chubby reader insert

You were to marry the eldest son of their family. It was something you were prepared for and you weren’t really phased, especially when it came to the sly comments of your family and those in the village of how the alliance won’t last too long since you’re the one the family was marrying off. Their words meant nothing to you, after having lived many years hearing the same sly comments poking at your weight and never finding a suitor, you were happy to leave.

Of course with any arrangement, you didn’t see him until you were walking down the aisle. The space was mostly occupied by the Charlotte family, but your eyes were looking straight ahead, the one to be your husband. 

The ceremony was quick and to the point and the beginning was a bit rocky, he was stoic and didn’t really touch or kiss you. That shouldn’t have really bothered you as much as it did, but those words you heard for years started to show themselves again.

After a few months, you both started to open up more to each other, he even started to hold your hand, kiss your cheek and even holding you close to him in bed. You opened up about your insecurities due to your past and he opened up about his biggest insecurity which was his mouth, that was the positive turning point in your relationship. Katakuri invited you to his merienda and that was when you guys would unwind and enjoy even just a few minutes of quiet alone time. 

It was another merienda and you were waiting for your husband as you eyed the delicious looking doughnuts and various treats you requested and that included your favorite candy. Licking your lips, you couldn’t help yourself as you grabbed a few pieces and quickly at them. 

You could feel the sweet treat that dripped down onto your bottom lip, before you could lick it up, a mouth was pressed to yours, a tongue swiped along your bottom lip catching the dripped treat. “Sweet, but I think that’s more your lips than the candy.” Giving your lips a peck, Katakuri moved back up and easily brought you against him as he popped a doughnut into his mouth. 

Climbing onto his chest, you laid down on top of him as you could feel him start to relax and unwind. He was always on the go and you were happy to see him in a blissful state even if it’s just for a few minutes. 

You closed your eyes as you felt your body relax against your husband’s and even started to lull to sleep until you felt lips on your body. Peeking your eyes open, Katakuri was ignoring his doughnuts and focusing on you, placing kisses up and down your neck and pecking your lips. 

“What did I do to get this much attention from you?” You giggled as tickled your squishy sides at your smart comment. 

“You deserve all this and more, but I’m starting to crave that candy you ate, let me taste some more.” With that said, he captured your lips again, tongue sliding against your bottom lip as he started to explore every inch of you as he could. 

This new found opportunity gives you a chance to do something you’ve wanted to for quite a long while. Asra always had the most wonderful clothing; so vibrant, flashy and so fitting to him, he could honestly make anything look amazing. You’ve always wanted to try his clothes on.

You knew most girlfriends wouldn’t hesitate and just do it, but being a bigger girl you had some…reservations you could say. 

There were no confidence issues, you wore what you wanted and you were comfortable in your body, you always were and Asra always made sure to tell you his praises and adorations for you and your body, he loved every single inch of you.

It was just…that little voice in your head. The one that’s constantly telling you not to do something, that voice that many listen to, but not today.

Jumping from the bed you hurried over to the wardrobe as you dug through the clothing that Asra had trying to find exactly what you wanted to try. 

There was just one reservation you had and it was stretching his clothing, or ripping it more likely as the man had sheer and light clothing. Finding what you wanted, you quickly put on the garments excited and just a bit nervous, but surprisingly it all fit and some was even loose on your bigger frame. 

Turning to face the mirror you gasped at your reflection. You looked amazing! The pants which were sheer with gold embellishments fit loosely over your thighs and calves and were a bit taunt around your bottom and waist.You filled out the pants nicely as the tin material swayed and shimmed along with your body movements.

The top was one of your favorites on Asra, the white and gold embroidered one that opened wide at the top. The material was thin of course and it really outlined you well. Your breasts were somewhat covered, but it shaped them quite nicely. 

You weren’t sure how long you were staring at yourself in the mirror, but a whistle brought you back to reality. “What a lovely surprise to come home to darling.” Whipping around, there stood Asra leaning against the bedroom doorway, eyes scanning you up and down. 

Of course you couldn’t hide as you turned fully to him. The full sight of you made the man lick his lips as he sauntered into the room.

“You look absolutely ravishing darling, but I must say,” standing in front of you, he tilted your head up and captured your lips in a passionate kiss. “These won’t stay on for long.” Sliding the wide top down your shoulders, he freed your breasts as he peppered kisses down your neck, hands cupping and groping your flesh.

“Come now (Y/N), can’t a beautiful woman and a demon be civil, however I must say seeing you this flustered delights me.” Scoffing at his words you turned your head away from him to look out at the front of the manor where the carriages were all lined up. 

“I know your little game demon, no need to continue the flattery with me.” You didn’t look back, but you heard him move a bit so he was situated right behind you, his hot breath fanning against the back of your neck. 

“My little game? Pray tell what that might be my sweet.” HIs hands gripped your soft waist, pulling you close against him. Sweeping your locks to the side, his lips started to travel down the slope of your neck, the sensation caused your body to jolt at the intimate action. You could feel all of him as your soft body pressed against his firm one. Your body started to become hot, breathing started to hitch the more he kissed your delicate skin, his fangs slightly dragging against the supple flesh for an added sensation.

“W-where you use your flattery and flirtatious demeanor to seduce me to make a contract with you, now you’re using this intimate act to hurry the process, have you no shame demon?!” Not even a moment later, you let out a sensual moan as Sebastian sank his fangs into the skin of your shoulder before peppering the area with soft kisses, his hands sliding around so they rested right on top of your full stomach, it was something you didn’t hide as corsets were a tortuous device to wear. 

“My dear, I know you’re too brilliant to accept any offer I might give you and as for my intimate acts, I’m sure you’ve heard of a Demon’s Soul Bond, am I correct in my assumption?” Using his strength and speed to his advantage, he spun you around so you were face to face with him once again. 

“A Demon’s Soul Bond, the individual who is a Demon’s Mate. They could be another Demon or even a human as long as the soul draws in that Demon.” His fingers gently glided up your front and under your bosom outlining the curve of your breasts. 

“Absolutely correct my dear, it seems that you are my Soul Bond, it seems luck was on my side tonight, wouldn’t you say love?” 

You honestly didn’t know what to say, you knew the Demon was telling the truth when it came to the definition of what a Demon’s Soul Bond is, but you still couldn’t comprehend that you were the one to be his mate. You weren’t blind, he was a very handsome individual, but then again the red mist never lies, but Demon’s do. 

“I can see the hesitation on your face dear.” Clearing your throat, you looked into Sebastian’s eyes, the bright red eyes should be one of your enemies, but now there was something charming and beautiful about them. “Kiss me Sebastian.” The demand left your mouth, this was a test for him, you wanted to know what he would do. 

Without hesitation, he cupped your chubby cheeks and locked his lips with yours, he moved your body up against the balcony wall with ease, he deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding against your bottom lip asking for entrance. Wrapping your soft arms around his neck you gladly opened up for him as his tongue started to explore his new territory. Soft moans escaped your mouth as your Demon Lover continued to claim what was his. Large hands gripped the skirt of your gown and yanked the material up to expose your bottom half to his gaze. 

Breaking the kiss, his gaze roamed your frame. You were trying to catch your breath, stockings and a garter were on display for him and your face was heated, the look of desire rimming in your eyes and your lips bruised from your previous activities. “Absolutely divine my love, as much as I’d love to continue, someone’s approaching and I’ll be damned if they see my mate in such a scandalous position.” Letting go of your skirt, it fluttered down into its original position as you tried to compose yourself quickly.

True to his words, the balcony door opened and there stood Vincent, a smile on his face as he greeted the both of you once more. “I see you both are getting along wonderfully.” Sebastian picked your hand up and gave it a kiss. “Yes indeed, you could say we were fated to meet this evening, wouldn’t you say my dear?” 

“It seems that way my dear friend, but I assure you that nothing will change when it comes to my work.” You bowed to your friend and boss who just waved your actions off. 

“Nonsense (Y/N), the fact that happiness is coming to you now is wonderful! Besides, I think you both will make a fantastic team, don’t you both agree?” With that, Vincent bid you both goodbye and made his way back inside. Once you both were alone again, you were pressed against the wall again and this time you were giddy to see how your mate would claim you this time. 

Your other favorite place centered around Quasi’s good friend Esmeralda; a Romani who would perform with her troupe in the city center. She would join you and Quasi for meals, literature discussions and even showed you some tricks and dances. You absolutely enjoyed going to watch her perform her dances in the square, seeing her so free and happy made your heart flutter, you knew she saw you in the crowd, her beautiful eyes would make contact with yours and you were mesmerized. 

You never told Quasi this, but you and Esmeralda have been seeing each other in private for a few weeks, after her performance, she would wave you over and lead you back to her private tent. At first it was just talking and then it slowly built up…to kisses, touches and sensual words being exchanged. You weren’t sure how your friend would react to the both of you doing this, two women being together of course was frowned upon, but what you and Esmeralda had was something you’ve never felt for a man before, it was the true love everyone read about in those fairy tales. 

For now, this was your guys’ little secret, your own personal heaven for the time being. You both already planned on telling Quasimodo soon, but for now, it was time to meet your love as you weaved your way through the crowds of people and made your way to her tent, a place you already knew by heart. 

Slipping in and making sure the flaps were fully closed before turning around only to have a pair of soft lips capture yours and lithe hands gripping your soft sides. Wrapping your thick arms around her neck you deepened the kiss. Gripping your softness, she walked backwards before pulling you both down onto the piles of soft pillows that were neatly arranged on the ground. You realized you were straddling Esmeralda, a bit of fear crept up and you broke the kiss. “Am I too-.” 

A slender finger was placed upon your lips making you stop speaking. Said finger gliding over the roundness of your cheek and down the slope of your neck sending a shiver up your spine. “You’re never heavy for me dear, please never think that way.” Nodding you hugged and cuddled up to her, the pillows molding around you both.

“Have you ever heard of Tarot (Y/N)?” Her hot breath fanned against your neck as she placed small kisses along the exposed area.

Letting out a soft groan you shook your head no. “They say the Tarot cards are supposed to tell your past, present and future, give guidance and even talk about love.” You laughed at her explanation, of course she told you about various Romani culture and everything, but your mind couldn’t wrap around the fact that a small card could tell you all of that.

“I didn’t mean to laugh Esme, but I don’t need a card to tell me about my feelings for you.” She smiled at your words and went to grab your hand, intertwining your fingers with one another. 

“I know love, I don’t need cards to tell me either, but I did draw a few about our relationship.” Your curiosity peaked at her words. Turning to your side you stared at her with a raised brown. “Pray tell dear, what did the cards have to say?” You both giggled at the way you pronounced your words with a mystical flare. 

“Well,” Esmeralda turned to her side too so she was staring right into your eyes, her hand gently gliding up and down the side of your body. “I picked the Lovers card first…meaning there will be more intimacy coming to your relationship, isn’t that exciting!” She poked fun at you and teased you a bit which did fluster you, but you always wanted to be more intimate with her, feel more of her too. 

You felt her hand slide up toward your chest getting closer to your breasts, biting your lip. You were waiting for her to touch you, but she quickly slid around the area and cupped your chubby cheek instead. Groaning at her constant teasing, she kissed your forehead as an apology. 

“I also drew the Hierophant, a card which usually means something negative, but it also stands for a ceremony or ritual that defines your relationship.” Vivid images of both of you dressed in wedding garb flashed through your mind, it was a beautiful image, something you hoped would come true someday. 

“Already daydreaming of our wedding (Y/N)?” Snapping out of your daydream, you shook your head. “N-no, I’m sorry, I ju-.” Giving you a chaste kiss she calmed you down. “I was thinking about it too.” That made you feel better. “So what does that mean for us?” Even though it was a bit out there that these Tarot cards could tell you about your relationship, you were very interested nonetheless. 

“It means we don’t need cards to tell us how we feel, I was going to ask you to be more intimate soon, I’ve wanted to see what my gorgeous love is hiding from me and I always wanted to see you in a wedding dress just for me, but that can wait for another time, we have plenty of it.” With that said, she pulled you close as you both exchanged soft, sensual words and caresses and enjoyed each other’s company. 

The crew was finally docked. After being at sea for a whole month with no stop, most of the crew demanded a stop on the way to the next island and it happened to be a little beach paradise. 

Sanji was out on the beach with the grill, cooking up some dinner, Zoro was asleep under a palm tree, Chopper, Usopp, Luffy and Franky were playing chicken in the water, Robin was lounging on one of the chairs reading a book as usual and Nami was resting next to you on the blanket she spread out on the sand. She was holding your hand as you both relaxed on the blanket, the sounds of the rest of the crew having fun and the waves crashing against the shore was peaceful. 

You both have been dating for almost a year now and it’s been wonderful. She’s been your rock through so much and to be honest, she spoils you so much. Always buying you clothing, jewelry, and things she notices you looking at while out in the town and city markets. 

Since she enjoyed spoiling you so much, she also bought you a nice bathing suit. It was a high-waisted bikini in your favorite color. It was nice, it really was and Nami was so happy to give it to you, but you weren’t used to showing this much skin before and even though she gave you and your body all the praises, you couldn’t help but to feel a little bit iffy about your body. Nami suddenly got up, taking her sunglasses off and turning her attention to you. 

“Let’s get in the water, it looks nice, how about it (Y/N)?” She squeezed your hand a bit as you sat up as well, your free hand holding the swimming cover-up closed. You bit your lip as you mulled over what to say to her.

“(Y/N), what’s wrong?” Sighing you let your grip go off the front of the cover-up, the material falling to your sides as some slivers of your skin were visible. 

“I’m just...just a bit shy about my body Nami.” She raised her brow at your words. “Shy? (Y/N), there’s no need to be shy, it’s just our friends and me, besides, I’ve seen you in less.” She moved the material off your shoulder, giving the exposed skin a kiss. The affection she showed you made you flush and she had a good point. 

“I know, it’s just I’ve never showed so much skin in public before.” Nami grasped your soft chin and pulled you into a soft kiss, her lips always felt like velvet and you loved it, Wrapping your arms around her neck, you pulled her onto your lap. Breaking the kiss, Nami shrugged the rest of the cover-up off as your beautiful bikini was shown to the world. 

“It’ll be fun (Y/N),” Pulling you on top of her form on the couch as caressed your head as you both settled into the comfortable position. “Besides, we’ll be together and I’ll protect you.” Sending you a wink you both laughed as a chaste kiss was placed on your forehead. 

“Alright, alright, we can go, it’ll be something different.” Patting your backside a bit she praised your answer. “See, it’ll be fun, now come here so we can have a different type of fun before we head out.” You rolled your eyes before Portia captured your lips with her in a soft kiss, her hands starting to wander and roam your soft body.

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“Are you still ready to do this Portia?” 

The only reason you asked was because she was gripping your hand tightly the closer you got to the front of the line. As suspected the haunted house was busy and so far you both have been waiting for a good half hour. She scoffed and silently nodded. “Of course! It’ll be a piece of cake, don’t worry babe, I’m here to protect you.” She let go of your hand and slung her arm around your shoulders, pulling you to her side. 

“You two ready?” Well, that was fast. You both were the next in line and you could see Portia’s smile fade a bit as the employee ushered you guys through the entrance, the booming noise of eerie music filled your ears and to be quite honest it was a bit obnoxious. 

It was also filled to the brim with fog making it almost impossible to see what was right in front of you. Portia had a death grip on your hand as you both made your way down the hallway, she was unusually quiet as you both turned the corner only to get jump scared by a hanging skeleton with glowing red eyes. Portia without hesitation punched the decoration after screaming at the spook. “I think you got em babe, let’s keep going.” Tugging her hand gently she obliged and led the way down the next hallway. 

It was a pretty standard Haunted House so far, some scare actors jumped out behind props, some hands touched you and the animatronics even scared you both as you started going through the themed rooms of the attraction. 

As you were nearing the next room would could hear what sounded like carnival music starting to play making your both freeze at the doorway, it was filled with funhouse decor, clown animatronics and everything that tied to that aesthetic, it was fucking terrifying. Portia and yourself hated clowns with a passion, it was something that creeped you both out and if you knew there was a clown centric room, you both would’ve said no in a heartbeat.

“C-come on (Y/N), we’ll quickly get through the room.” Portia said this with a bit of hesitation in her voice, but you didn’t have much of a choice, you had to get through the this room to get to the end of the haunted house and honestly it was torture at this point. You sighed and gave a shaky okay and quickly stepped through the doorway, the music blaring in your ears as the laughter of the clowns surrounded you. Portia tugging your hand brought you back to reality as she led you through the creepy room, you could see the door to the exit, the dark sky peeking through. 

You both booked it toward the exit only to have an actor dressed as a clown jump out in front of you both as he blended in with the gaggle of animatronics. You both screamed, but while Portia was screaming, she also swung her right first toward the actor hitting him in the cheek and gripping your head in a vice grip before running toward the exit. Once outside and a bit away from the haunted house itself, you both finally calmed down a bit.

“D-did you just sucker punch a clown for me?” The shocked realization of what she just did appeared on your girlfriend's face as she paled a bit. “I hope he’s not too mad, but I did…it just kind of happened.” You busted out laughing at her explanation. Grabbing her hand, you both made your way to the car.