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On that note, I recently learned that hunger kink was a thing and I'm fucking here for it

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I have so many kink scenarios involving Edmond from Nu Carnival, I wish I could do them all at once... I'm gonna make a post of them all instead. Kinks involved are stuffing, weight gain, and hunger

Edmond doesn't really eat the treats Eiden gifts to him right away due to being a total tsundere about it and stockpiles them. But one day he caves into his feelings and eats them in one sitting, resulting in a rather miserable tummy ache. Eiden finds him like this and offers tummy rubs to help Edmond feel better. Edmond begrudgingly accepts, but finds himself enjoying the rubbing a little too much...

Edmond finds himself putting on a bit of weight due to spending time at the manor and indulging in Yakumo's delicious cooking and desserts. Edmond decides to go on a diet, but fails when Yakumo seems saddened when turning down seconds and taste testing. Edmond does extra training to get back into shape that ends up exhausting him and Eiden notices out of concern. Yakumo and Eiden have a one to one with Edmond and both share they like Edmond a little softer.

Edmond misses lunch due to being very busy while on duty and only ate a small breakfast and is absolutely starving all throughout the day.

Eiden introduces Edmond to the concept of feeding kink and Edmond agrees to allow Eiden to feed him as many sweet treats as he possibly can and comforts him afterward.

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Oops reblogged a post to the wrong blog.

Anyway, I think I'm back now, been dealing with a lot of mental health issues and busy with work and classes.

Also my current kink hyperfixtation is Edmond from Nu Carnival oops.

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“It looks as though I’ve caught a Phantom Thief,” Akechi said with a smirk as Joker struggled futilely in his seat.  With his hands tied behind him to the back of the chair, the raven-haired boy wasn’t going anywhere.  “Though, you did make it rather easy.  You were just too tempted to resist, weren’t you?”

He picked a heavy bag up off the table and waved it under Joker’s nose, amused by how his rival scoffed and turned his head aside.  As though he could hide his interest.  “Don’t be so coy.  We both know you’re a glutton.  How else could you get so fat?” he asked.  Joker had been divested of his coat, and the rope holding him in the chair sat underneath his fat moobs, propping them up and making it very obvious how flabby they were in the thin vest he wore.  Akechi cupped one in his left hand, then smacked the great beast of a belly beneath it, which was already pushing up the hem of Joker’s vest just from sitting down.  He’d outgrown it again.  Akechi didn’t really mind that, but it did ruin the illusion somewhat, and he shifted focus back to Joker’s defiantly set chins.  “Well, since you’ve traded your freedom for these, I suppose it’s only right I let you eat all of them, isn’t it?”

The look in Joker’s eyes was full of both eagerness and trepidation as he looked at the bag.  “All of them?”

“Ten Big Bang Burgers,” Akechi said as he took each burger out of the bag, placing them in a row for his captive to take in the feast he was about to be subjected to.  “I hope that’s enough for your great gut.  Or might it be too much?  No, that couldn’t possibly be.  Well, if it is, you know how to beg for mercy, don’t you?”

“Just get on with it,” Joker told him, but the look in his eyes was certain.  Good.  He remembered the safe word.

“Being so defiant will only ruin you in the end,” Akechi said lightly, shucking the wrapper off of the first burger.  “Well, then…bon appetit.”

Joker resisted a small bit, but it didn’t take long for him to open his mouth and let Akechi cram the burger into his mouth.  After all, this was just a play, an amusement for both of them.  Outside of token resistance, he ate the first burger quickly, with the second soon following.  That would have been quite grease enough for the whole day for Akechi, personally, but for Joker, it was an average meal. He was such a well-trained hog that he even gave a small groan of pleasure as Akechi forced the third burger into his mouth.  His chewing started to slow, though, and Akechi put down the half-eaten burger, picking up the first soda from the six-pack he’d picked up from the konbini.  Joker was still taking his sweet time swallowing down the burger in his mouth as Akechi pressed the bottle to his lips, but he got the hint.  Soon enough, he gulped and opened his mouth, letting Akechi drain the bottle into his mouth as he chugged the sweet liquid.  His chubby cheeks puffed out afterward as he tried to hold in a burp, but with all the carbonation in him, the sound still erupted from him loud and clear.  Akechi palmed the roll under Joker’s belly button, curled his fingers around the thick underhang before pressing on it to prompt more burps from his prize pig.  Joker might be a daring thief in the “Metaverse” and his true nature that of a glutton, but he tried hard to pass himself off as a polite young man in day-to-day life, and Akechi could see those plump cheeks starting to pink.

“Are you embarrassed?” Akechi asked.  “There’s no need.  It’s just you and me…though, honestly, it’s too late to hide what a piggy you are.  Your pants are so tight, I’m amazed you haven’t broken them.  They must be a very durable brand.”

“They are…”  Joker broke character a bit as he shifted slightly, the leather of those same pants creaking.  “Can you open them?”

Akechi reached under Joker’s gut again, thumbing the button at the waistband and then giving that same waistband a light tug.  Joker’s fat gut wobbled with the motion.  “Hmmm…  I don’t see a need to,” Akechi said with a smile, staying in character.  If it were really painful, Joker would make it clear.  Discomfort, though–well, Akechi liked seeing him squirm a little.  “You’ve made such an excellent start of eating yourself out of them, I’d like you to finish the job.”  And he picked up the half-eaten burger again, ready to make his boyfriend eat more.

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Last night, I dreamt that AkiRen was in some extra episode of the P5 Anime and he just spent the whole time eating until he was absolutely stuffed to the brim. You could imagine how pissed I was when I woke up.

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I know that your newest oc loves mostly anything edible, but has a preference for chocolate cake and custard pies. Would that make him a huge sweets fan? And how would he react to an all expenses paid all you can eat coupon at the local bakery?

Marcellus would eat all he could eat~

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Me trying to find new pudgesona content with the boys (specifically Akira/Yusuke/Goro) to inspire me like-

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A continuation of the recent Akira/Haru drabble, with some minor dom/sub sprinkled in

Haru slowly blinked awake, yawning as she nuzzled the soft chest of her boyfriend, Akira. Pretty much all of Akira was soft now and Haru loved every single inch of it. She traced her fingers over the softest parts of his body, mainly his sides, belly, and thighs. Haru could tell that her boyfriend was rousing from his slumber as he began to squirm and hum from the touches.

Haru gazed at Akira, cupping a chubby cheek. “Morning…”

“Mornin’,” Akira mumbled, letting out a long yawn himself as he nuzzled Haru’s hand. He began to close his eyes again as Haru began to play with his curly, black locks.

The two of them were so comfortable and warm in their bed that neither wanted to get up. But Akira’s stomach made the decision for them by letting out a hungry gurgle.

Haru let out a giggle. "Someone's hungry,"

“Starving,”

“Oh yes, I can see you’re wasting away,” Haru teased, pinching a bit of his flab before reluctantly leaving the bed. “I’ll get some breakfast, I’ll be back,” she kissed Akira before leaving.

Akira lounged in the bed as he waited, feeling at his own body in the meantime. It’s been a little over a month and he had put on so much weight and he didn’t mind at all, as well as his girlfriend. He loved to eat, Haru loved to cook and feed her boyfriend so it couldn’t have worked out any better.

After some time, Haru returned with a tray filled with an array of delicious smelling breakfast foods. Akira’s mouth watered as she set it down between them. She picked up a fork to delicately cut a chunk out of a stack of pancakes, ready to feed it to her lover, who already had his mouth open.

“Wait, hold on a minute!” Haru said, setting the fork down. “I wanna take measurements, it’s been a while and I want it to be accurate, so no filling this up yet!”. She patted Akira’s tummy before getting up to go grab the measuring tape.

Akira whined softly, biting his lip as he resided the urge to devour the entire tray of food as his belly grumbled. But he knew better, he wanted to be good for Haru.

“Okay, lift your arms and hold still!” Akira did as she asked of him, lifting his arms as he felt Haru wrap the measuring tape around his belly. Keeping track of how big Akira was getting was an exciting thing for the both of them, and it was something they did every couple of weeks. Even though he wanted to go back to being fed, he was eager to know.

Haru hummed as she removed the tape and read it. She grabbed a nearby notepad on the bedside table and read it. Her eyes widened as she blushed softly. “Oh...”

Akira was curious “What?”

“You’ve grown about three inches…”

That was a new record for him. “Really?”

Haru nodded, quickly writing down the new results and tossed the notepad aside “You’ve been doing wonderfully,” she praised. She leaned forward for a kiss as she started to lovingly rub the expanse of Akira’s belly, only to stop as it voiced out its hunger once more.

“Oh my, I’m sorry,” Haru reached for the food again, which was thankfully still warm. “You’ve been so patient and you’ve done so good growing for me,” She picked up the fork with the chunk of pancake on it, feeding it to her hungry boy. Her free hand lovingly stroked his side and squeezed at a forming love handle. Haru leaned close to whisper “You deserve something nice after this,”

Akira couldn’t stop the shudder that ran through him at the implication as he chewed and swallowed his food. He kept eating and Haru made sure he ate every single bite, even when he felt full. He wanted to get bigger for her, so he had to push his limits. Who knows, maybe he’ll grow by four inches by the next measurement.

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Ah, I lost a couple followers.

Guess I forgot to mention that I’m furry trash.

Oops.

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A super, mega short Akira/Haru drabble because I’m on a kink kick for some reason

Also, I’m just heavily craving Akira/Haru kink stuff and Akira acting like a drunk when he’s stuffed.

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It was late in the night, and the only sound in the household of Akira and Haru was the movie they were currently watching together in the dark. Well, they were barely paying attention to it so it was pretty much just background noise.

The couple was relaxing after dinner...well, it was more of a feast than your average dinner. And a good portion of it was churning in Akira’s ball of a belly that sat heavily in his lap, his shirt showing off a sliver of flushed skin. He was just blankly staring at the television screen as he was on the verge of falling asleep. Akira almost always got this way whenever Haru stuffed him to bursting, and feeling Haru’s gentle hand rubbing the taut surface of his belly from under his snug shirt certainly wasn’t keeping him awake.

Akira let out a cute hiccup and let out a long yawn. He lazily licked his lips, tasting any remains of his dinner (along with a little dessert).

Haru watched him with a blush. God, he was just too cute like this, with his flushed cheeks and his sleepy, blissed out expression.

“You wanna go to bed, dearest?” Haru whispered as she teased at his sensitive, thinned out navel.

“Mmn…” Akira worked himself up to form a coherent response, head lolling over to look at his girlfriend with a sloppy grin. “Don’ thin'...I c'n make it...too heavy…” he slurred, letting out a soft burp.

Haru bit her lip to keep herself from squealing. “That’s okay,” she kissed his soft cheek. “Don’t want you working this off anyway,” she teased, giving a couple gentle pats to his gut. Haru stood up to grab the throw blanket that was draped over the sofa. 

Haru helped her bloated boyfriend lie down on the sofa. Luckily, the sofa was big enough to fit the two of them (well for now anyway) and Haru snuggled behind Akira after turning off the television, draping the blanket over them.

“You comfortable?” she asked, only receiving a hum in response. That was a good enough answer for Haru and she wrapped her arms around her already falling asleep boyfriend. Haru gently squeezed at the softness that settled on Akira’s sides and chest before going bad to rubbing his tight, groaning belly. She couldn’t wait for all of him to get bigger and softer, Akira would become the absolutely perfect pillow to snuggle with.

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Colored that ref sketch of Lucky! Also added a tiny bit more info about him.

Also this is pretty much what his van would look like.

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I’m TRYING to get back into the art groove. Worked on some reference sketches of my boy, Lucky.

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Whoppers with P5 protag?

He THICC

Lot of you asked for a/kira so here he is

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The last 3 burgers were too much huh?

So I promised I will write some hcs for akira too and here they are:

He loves stuffing his face, I mean until almost popping, his friends told him it's bad for him, but it's just too good of a feeling.

He will gain weight in all his body, and have a chubby face as well as a soft pudgy belly.

He looks calm and serious but he's incredibly kinky when it comes to eat, he's either a feedee and a feeder.

In his metaverse you will gain a pound only by eating one small thing, so he grow huge every time he enters it.

I really hope I didn't mess up because I only watched the anime damn I don't own a ps

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I’ve been watching Vinny Vinesauce play the Final Fantasy 7 remake and I gotta say that Wedge is 100% boyfriend material.

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Hey, another question but you don't have a Discord right??

Yeah, I do have a Discord! If anyone wants it, shoot me a message!

As long as it isn’t for RPing, I don’t really do that anymore since most people that seem to want to are minors and that makes me uncomfortable.

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yet again i write an embarrassing amount of words for kink in one day lmfao

“…Again, Joker?”

Queen sounded embarrassed but also weary when she spoke.  Haru–no, now she was Noir–turned to see why, and saw that Joker had only gotten out of the vent as far as his chest, which heaved and wobbled within his vest as he put his arms against the wall and struggled to push the rest of himself out.  However, there was a very obvious issue.

“You aren’t…stuck, are you?” Noir asked, trying to make the question as unassuming as possible.  Really, he looked stuck.  The opening for the vent was narrower than the vent itself had been, and while he’d managed to squeeze his way through the tunneling path, he was having no such luck now, stopped by the widest part of his belly.  But she didn’t want to be rude.

Joker started to blush as he looked at her, which seemed answer enough.  The rest of the party only confirmed it further.  “Heeee’s stuck,” Oracle said.

“Again,” Queen sighed.  “Skull, can you give him a push?”

“What do you think I’ve been doing?!” came an outraged answer from inside the vent–poor Skull had been bringing up the rear, and now was stuck behind Joker’s rear.  “I’ve been pushing, but this fatass–”

There was a dulled slapping sound from within the vent, and Joker’s breath hitched.  He turned even redder, as red as one of Noir’s Sun Tomatoes.  “Oh my,” she said, raising a hand over her mouth.  Had Skull just….?

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