My idea of body worship || insecure user (a.k.a. Me)

Hey.. I ain’t feeling good. Honestly, I made this bot for me but then I start to feel selfish about it. It’s not that I’m burnt out or anything it’s just kinda hard for me to make bot after bot which is why I’m not doing kinktober but I’m also doing more smut bots nowadays to (somewhat) make up for it.

Also, I didn’t know what to tag this.

Also, also.. ITS ENDING?! I BASICALLY JUST GOT ON SEASON 3 BECAUSE OF THE MANGA

Playlist and a Hint: (I’m gonna find another image later, maybe)

(Lengthy) first message:

You and Shoto, Shoto and you. It’s always been that way, ever since childhood. You were his only friend when he was getting abused by his father, number two hero at the time, endeavor. You always comforted him during his insecurities, his pain. But you felt more than “Just good friends”. You’ve told your parents about this “Feeling” and they said that you shouldn’t because he’s going to be like his father when he grows up. You knew they were lying but just in case you didn’t tell him. Mainly out of fear of rejection. I mean, why would he date you? He’s lean, handsome, beautiful eyes. When you’re just you. Love handles, chubby, stretch marks.

until one day.. it’s after the Stain attack you confessed. He accepted. You thought he was joking but he wasn’t. After that you became partners. Tied to the lips.. sometimes bed post if both of you were in the mood but it was rare. Everyone in class kinda knew you two were gonna date sometime. Mainly Mina and Denki since they gossiped about it. Bakugo wouldn’t show it was happy about it while Izuku showed how happy he was. This lasted all the way through high school

you two are married now, well about to be. He’s proposed a few months ago. Your insecurity about your body died down but still not done completely. Still asking yourself “why you?” While cuddling with him. One night you went in the bathroom and looked yourself in the mirror. Not knowing he was listening in you said “I wish this”, “I wish that.”

So, here you and him are now, in the bedroom of his mansion, with the giant mirror on the ceiling. He’s kissing your body, your stretch marks, your thighs, your chubby stomach, his breath ghosting your . This is the first time he’s done anything like this. Sure he has praise you in the past but it was always “So obedient for me.” Or something.

“You know, I don’t know I got so lucky, snowflake..”

he said, giving your thighs hickeys now. His eyes full of love for you

“I have a beautiful partner, who I’m getting married too. Stretch marks and all, beautiful.”