This Sounds So Dumb But Your Chubby Drabble Made Me Feel So Happy :(( LOL Sometimes I See Miguel Fics

this sounds so dumb but your chubby drabble made me feel so happy :(( LOL sometimes i see miguel fics where theyre like “cinched waist, petite figure, etc.” and im always like woo hi qkbdowbalfbog SO THANK YOU FOR THAT AAAA makes me so happy !! <3 have a good dayyy

not dumb at all sweetheart i’m so glad u enjoyed the drabble!!! always gotta 2 show out for my chubby babies there’s not enough appreciation on here 💟

your latest miguel post changed my life. saved me, made me see the light, helped me achieve enlightenment—that post is my church, my saviour, my lord, my everything 🤝🤝🤝🤝 i am down on my knees, forehead to the floor, palms outstretched

thank u sm lovely <33 means a lot, my ass was up at such a horrible hour thirsting over this man 😭😭 so i'm glad u enjoyed it!

can we give a quick shoutout to fat women real quick. Please

So happy seeing the miguel x chubby reader because- sm of my fictional crushes or like fanfics use like words that allude to being skinny.

I used to think of it as, “they like you despite how you look.” and I was happy and overjoyed, because I had felt like I couldn't be loved.

Someone recently said to me, “when I write, they love you because of how you look.” That every roll and pudge can be covered in their kisses, that being chubby wasn't a downside, that I could be loved truly.

Just wanted to say thank you for all your writing.

- From a chubby girl 🤎

first of all, i wanna say thank u sm for ur kind words, they mean a lot to me <3 but yes, i've always thought this. the notion that somebody could love you despite what you look like sounds nice out loud, sure, but somebody loving you for all you are, your looks included is so special to me.

when someone loves you, it shouldn't be despite your physical characteristics. humans are all different, no one is going to look exactly the same as the other but that's the beauty of it all. each and every one of us is beautiful, no despite, we just are.

the words chubby or fat are not synonymous with ugly. every curve, every roll, every pudge and every spot of cellulite is absolutely perfect and should be treated as such. i write for chubby women not only because i am one myself, but because women like me deserve to see what they should be treated like. they should deserve to know that they should be treated like queens and that every part of them is absolutely beautiful.

Hi,

I just wanted to say I loved your latest fic though I’m not a chubby girl myself, i defo see your writing as an inspiration <3

soso happy i got this message, tysm <3 this is just so sweet, i love that everyone can enjoy my chubby girl writing even if they're not chubby themselves, im so thankful 4 the support!

Your post about Miguel being a chubby chaser literally changed me because you're so fucking right. Honestly it just made me really happy, it's the first time I've seen someone headcanon a mainstream character I'm really into as being attracted to my body type and it just feels so right for him too, I can't see him any other way now. Like damn I know he'd be obsessedddd too, the way I'm 4'11, built thick with big titties and my lil belly, like he'd eat that shit uppp 💖

NO BCUS HE SOOO WOULD??? u gave me an idea bby hold the phonee

i touched on chubby chaser miguel a lil bit but let's really dive in and dig deep. he's feral, like a moth to a flame, when it comes to chubby women. he loves when you wear crop tops or anything tight or revealing.

not because he's a pervert (he is), but because loves seeing you. like, all of you. he loves seeing your curves, your thighs, your rolls, your stretch marks, everything.

let's imagine the first time he sees you. let's say it's at the spider headquarters. he's doing what he does, brooding and bossing people around, maybe the occasional empanada break here and there, until he's notified by jess that she brought a new recruit in. of course his first reaction was to be annoyed.

she didn't even let him know beforehand, to let someone new in so quickly too? he had to meet them.

his thoughts were negative and annoyed like they usually were when new recruits joined. that is until he saw you, at least.

you were breathtaking, for lack of a better term. you were so small, so much smaller compared to him, but your presence and the way you carried yourself were huge. you walked up to him with your head held high, shoulders back, and eyes sharp.

you made him feel nervous. the way you looked at him made his knees feel weak. your aura had overflowing confidence that could've put pavitr to shame.

and don't even get him started on your looks.

miguel took your appearance in. the rolls that peeked through in your spider suit, your plump lips, the chub of your cheeks, all of it appealed to him so deliciously. where have you been all his life?

'what's her name?' he asked jess, not wanting to make eye contact with you in fear of stuttering or making himself look stupid. jess chuckled, noticing the way miguel stood a good two feet away from you. jess opened her mouth to speak, but you beat her to it.

'i'm right here, y'know? you can just ask me'. you chided with your arms crossed. miguel swallowed, his eyes flickering around from place to place before looking at you and catching your eyes.

'what is... what's your name?' he asked, his voice in a grumble. your brows furrowed at the lack of inviting tone. 'it's (name), (name) (last name). next time ask me instead of being so moody'.

your words seemed to have caught miguel by surprise, as he stopped looking at you and looked away his mouth slightly agape. you took this as a nice victory against the moody man and walked away with jess, who laughed with you about what had just happened.

he didn't say a word. he didn't groan, mumble under his breath, or even snarl. he just watched you leave with jess. he watched the way your hips swayed, he watched the way your rolls moved in your suit, he watched the way your thighs rubbed together. he watched it all.

an arm slung around his shoulder. the soft pink material rubbing against miguel gave him a strong idea that it was his reluctant friend peter. 'she's really something, right? found her myself in earth-189!'

miguel didn't respond right away. he just watched you and the motion of your body as you took a seat next to margo, pointing a soft finger at the monitor the young girl was in front of.

'she's really...', miguel takes a breath, hiding the creeping smile on his lips, 'something special'.

chubby girls i love u and so does miguel o'hara