|Idk but... I always dream to see peace in this world and nations. No more violance and no more war. I LOVE THIS DRAWING! IS SHOW FREEDOM!|
Gymtimidation GermanyXChubby!Reader Oneshot“I’m not so sure about this.” I looked around, getting nervous.Gymtimidation GermanyXChubby!Reader Oneshot by Darthkitty24
“Relax, (Y/N). People can’t judge you here.” (Friends name (F/N)) tried to calm me down as we walked to the counter to sign up. This was the new gym in town claiming ‘No Judgment’ but I wasn’t so sure. What if I see someone I don’t like here? We both paid the fee and (F/N) decided to take the tour around the place but I just wanted to get this over with. I went to the locker rooms and changed and then claimed a treadmill. You can’t look too dumb on it right? After walking 30 minutes I decided to try the elliptical machine (evil in disguise). I couldn’t handle more than five minutes and when I got off my legs hurt so bad I fell on my way to the chest press machine.
“Are you ok?” Someone held out a hand to me. Muscular legs, muscular torso, muscular everything! My (e/c) eyes met his striking blue ones. What was with that accent?
Say That Again|2P!France X Chubby!ReaderSay That Again|2P!France X Chubby!Reader by YenBeilschmidt
Walking behind Francois, you silently entered the abandoned warehouse. Francois was supposed to collect his money a week ago and now he's mad to the fact that the man was trying to escape. One of Francois' members captured him and is now in the warehouse.
You started working for Francois Bonnefoy, who is a mafia boss, because you had recently quit your last job after how the staff called you 'fat', made funny of you and also pushing you around. One of your friends, Allen, told you to take the job as an assistant for a mafia boss which you refused. After failing to search for a job you agreed to become an assistant. The job wasn't hard as you expected it would. You only helped Francois with things and get a high amount of money each month. Sounds like a good deal. None of the members screwed with you and if they do, it's the end of their life.
Back to reality, Francois stopped in front of a man tied up on the chair. The man just smirk as Francois puts his cigar on his lips and lights it
DracoxSick!Chubby!ReaderYou walked slowly along the corridors coughing up a storm you could not speak because it hurt so much from your coughing, your nose was stuffed up enough that you couldn't breathe but through your mouth and you ached with a pounding headache. There was no class today which you were extremely thankful for. You wouldn't be leaving the tower but you needed to get away from your House, it sucked to be the little sister of Harry Potter. He was one and a half and you were two months old when Voldermort killed your parents. Leaving Harry Potter, the Chosen One and Name Potter, his little sister.DracoxSick!Chubby!Reader by ImDiffrentSoWhat
You as a little sister of Harry meant that others expected you to be as good as him, but in the end you weren’t seen as good enough to be his sister by many. He was thin with ebony locks and emerald eyes while you were chubby with (hair color) locks and (eye color) orbs.
Your extra fluff was something that gave you no end of grief at home, even thought Dudley was horribly obese and much fatter t
Year: Second Year
My Da family:
My big sister (Onee-chan):
My craziest sis: TO MANY!!!!! X////w///X I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!!! THAT IS TO MUCH FOR ME TO HANDLE THE ICONS OF MANY SIS! XD
P.s. DON'T KILL ME ALL MY ADORABLE SIS!
Bros: To many too. T-T