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SFW (rarely NSFW) headcanons for fictional characters, such as:
Hunger/starvation
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Stuffing
Cuddling
Hurt/comfort
Whump
And occasional tropes regarding the subjects above.
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My headcanons list:
Eddie Munson
V (Devil May Cry)
Jeff The Killer
Enki (Fear and Hunger)
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An audio! Haven't done this in a while! My voice has changed haha.
Zach is chatting with someone at a party/get together. It's close to dinner time and their stomach starts to get impatient. He excuses himself to the bathroom to tell his tummy to calm down. Their tummy is furious, and rumbles deeper. It starts to move with how much it's vibrating. It expands, trying to show how hungry it is. All the while, Zach is moaning and trying to soothe their belly (but at the same time enjoying the sensationš«£)
All audio (besides some stock audio clips I borrowed) belongs to me! It's just layered over each otherš
CWs: implication of body negativity, implied/referenced stuffing, stomach growling + hunger
Summary: Kaeya and Albedo spend the morning after a large banquet lazing around in bed together, taking great interest in Kaeya's hungry stomach. (They are so soft you will get cavities.)
Authors note: AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH FLUFF. ENJOY
Waking up with a hand on his belly was not how Kaeya imagined he would start the morning. Not that he was complaining. The weight was comfortable, settling just above his navel, fingers pressing into the material of his cozy sleep shirt, rotating in small, firm circles as the palm of the hand laid over the crest of his stomach.Ā
Kaeya let out an audible sigh, the hand resting on his middle rising as he took in a breath. The body beside him shifted, and Kaeya glanced over his shoulder with a happy, drowsy smile.Ā
āMorning.ā He said, voice husky. Albedo laid beside him, blonde hair strewn out across their pillow. His eyes flicked up from where they were glued onto Kaeyaās midsection, and a shy yet flirtatious look came across his face.
āIt is a good morning.ā He said, and Kaeya already felt his cheeks and neck burning up. He huffed out a laugh, stomach bouncing, and Albedoās hand stilled on the fabric stretched over his midsection. He was a bit flustered, he always was when Albedo would flirt back to him. When they had first begun dating, it was always him flirting, teasing, making sly comments on Albedoās beauty. But as the months turned to years, Albedoās flirty side had started to shine through more and more, and Kaeya was ever so susceptible to it. Albeit this was the earliest Albedoās flirting had ever occurred, and Kaeya was still only half awake, unable to retaliate.
āAnd what makes it so?ā Kaeya asked, already knowing the answer. And Albedo raised his eyebrow, also knowing that Kaeya already knew his answer.
āThe fact that someone woke up a bit hungrier than usual.ā Albedo couldnāt resist a smirk, Kaeyaās cheeks blushing up as he patted Kaeyaās stomach. Kaeya felt butterflies flutter just above Albedoās handā¦but an accompanying growl suggested that it wasnāt simply butterflies.
āWell-ā Kaeya cleared his throat, suddenly much shyer, not awake enough to slip into his usual suave persona. It was quite endearing how timid Kaeya was, when he no longer had to be the esteemed Calvary Captain and Quartermaster of the Knights of Favonius. When he was just Kaeya. āI donātā¦ahem, I couldnāt tell you why. I certainly ate my fill at the banquet last night.ā
āAnd maybe a little bit past that.ā Albedo said, unable to help himself as Kaeya seemed to fluster even further. Albedo couldnāt withhold a chuckle as he laid his head on Kaeyaās shoulder, resuming his touch on his boyfriendās stomach through tender strokes up and down Kaeyaās still slightly-bloated belly. It had calmed down overnight, but his nightshirt was just a bit too small, a sliver of tan skin peaking out beneath the hem.Ā
āArchons, you areā¦ā Kaeya threw Albedo a little pout, glancing down at his stomach. He grew silent as a quiet, high-pitched hungry whine pierced through the silence of the room. He sighed, and Albedo chuckled again.Ā
āSorry, sorry.ā Albedo said, not sorry at all. His gaze resumed to Kaeyaās belly, fondness in his eyes. Kaeya gave a slight huff.Ā
āGreedy bastard.ā He mumbled at his stomach tiredly, yawning. Albedo seemed to grow miffed at the comment, and he glared at Kaeya, without any true vitriol. Kaeya shrugged, laughing slightly at Albedoās adorable angry face. āYou said it yourself, I definitely overindulged last nightā¦ā his face went a little more red at that, āso really, it shouldnāt be so demanding for another meal so soon.ā
Kaeya didn't mean for his words to sound so deprecating, but Albedo definitely took it that way. He laid his head back down on Kaeyaās shoulder, going quiet. Kaeya began to get the feeling he said something he shouldnāt have, and shame spread through him even though Albedo hadnāt moved from his side. He was about to open his mouth to apologize for bad-talking his own damn stomach of all things, when Albedo interrupted.
āYou experienced an overproduction of glucose in your blood last night.ā Albedo said finally, breaking the silence after another particularly demanding grumble from Kaeyaās belly. āThe large quantity of food you ate took more effort and resources for your body to digest. As such, your blood sugar levels raised to supply energy to your digestive system.ā
Kaeya hummed, always willing to listen to Albedo rant about science and alchemy, but it was a bit embarrassing when he himself was the subject.Ā
āThen, during the night while you slept, the production of glucose declined as your body began to finish the digestion process. But the sudden loss of blood sugar triggered Ghrelin production, the hormone in your brain that sends you hunger signals, wanting you to eat again to restore the blood sugar lost.ā Albedo gently tugged up the hem of Kaeyaās nightshirt, sliding his calloused fingers directly onto his skin. He splayed his hand out over Kaeyaās stomach, and Kaeya shivered just a little, unused to touch in that specific area. It grumbled again, and Albedo offered it a little pat.
āAnd thatās why your tummy is so hungry after that big meal.ā He gave Kaeya a look, an eyebrow raised. āSo really, you should show it more respect, no? Working so hard for you, and all it gets back is negativityā¦ā
Kaeya shook his head, fondly smiling back. He leaned over, pressing his lips to Albedoās forehead.
āYou science nerd.ā He teased quietly. āItās just a stomach.ā
āIt's your stomach.ā Albedo huffed, rolling his eyes. Despite that, he gladly leaned into the kiss. āAnd Iād say thereās nothing wrong with it being so vocal.ā
Kaeya hummed, wincing as another longer growl came forth after Albedo pressed his hand into his body. He sighed, dropping his head into Albedoās hair.
Now that was more awake, he supposed he was quite famishedā¦
āAlright, alright.ā He sighed, sitting up and stretching his neck. āThen I guess it's time for breakfast.ā
Albedo pouted from where he continued to lay on the bed, his hand dropped to his lap.Ā
āWhat?ā Kaeya asked with a confused smile.
āWellā¦Surely we canāt lay here just a bit longer?ā He asked, batting his blonde eyelashes in a way that did not work on Kaeya no matter how cute Albedo looked-
āWasnāt it you who said my tummy is telling me to restore my blood sugar levels?ā He tilted his head, raising an eyebrow. āWonāt I die if I donāt fulfill my ever-so-hardworking bodyās wishes?ā
Albedo huffed, eyes dropping back down to where Kaeyaās stomach was peeking out beneath his pajama shirt again.
āFive more minutes wonāt do any harmā¦ā he mumbled.
Kaeya smirked a little, sighing, stretching up high so his shirt would roll up just a few centimeters more. Well, Albedo wanted a show, and Kaeya had been told he was quite the gifted actor.Ā
āOh, fine. If my dear alchemist is so insistent.ā He languidly laid back down, resting on his side so his tummy was on full display. A little grumble sounded from the movement, and Kaeya took great pleasure in the pink dusting Albedo's cheeks, his eyes locked on his loverās midsection. āBut only five minutes. Iām terribly hungry.ā
Albedo brightened a little bit, flushing red as he realized what Kaeya was doing. Kaeya gave him an inviting smirk, and Albedo shuffled closer, sliding down to press his ear up against Kaeyaās stomach, wrapping his outer arm around his body in a cozy and comforting way. Kaeya relaxed back into his bed and his love, wrapping an arm around Albedo as well, fingers absentmindedly playing with Albedoās tangled bedhead of morning hair. Albedoās rhythmic breaths against his softened belly tickled, and heād press a chaste kiss to his skin at every growl and gurgle that periodically sounded from the organ beneath his head.Ā
Kaeya found himself feeling quiteā¦touched at the sensation. Heād known Albedo had a fascination with the human body, particularly the digestive tract, due to his lack of experiencing it himself, but Kaeya had never actually realized that interests such as that could extend beyond, well, sexual. But here his boyfriend was, curled up against his belly, appreciating his body not for the pleasure it could bring, but for simply functioning as it did.Ā
Huh, Kaeya thought to himself as Albedo drifted off. I guessā¦I could learn to do that too.
The party is held at a surprisingly well-kept home in New York. The floors aren't a disgusting brown carpet and instead mopped wood, the furniture is relatively new, and the people are noticeably there for a memorable night. The only thing that isn't different about this party from others, is the loud, shitty music. Levan cringes as him and his three other friends walk through the door and immediately hear the music. But, the quality of the house makes up for it.
As the group of friends have gotten their drinks and exchanged a few "hello"s to people, mostly people Levan doesn't know, Levan finds himself stranded alone on a leather couch in one of the rooms. He found a room where the music isn't destroying his virgin ears, but it is definitely still playing. People around him are talking among themselves or dancing with others. Levan begins to people-watch at the party.
What Levan had been desperately trying to ignore the moment he walked in the front door was the immense pressure he felt in his middle. The drawn out grumbles he felt vibrate in his stomach and fighting the urge to not have his hand rub his stomach in front of everyone. He prayed to God that no one noticed his audible stomach over the music. For once, he hoped that the shitty music was loud as hell.
He couldn't remember what he had eaten or drank prior that could've made his stomach upset, but either way, his stomach always had an issue with getting angry and having diarrhea. He felt his stomach slowly brewing and bloating up as he had made his away around the house talking to people before finding the couch. With each movement, he could feel the contents sloshing around. "Fuck.." he thought, "why today..."
After sitting on the corner of the couch for about 10 minutes, he felt the arm of the couch next to him sink down and in the corner of his eyes appeared a small figure. A girl. A pretty one at that. She was wearing clothes suitable for the summer heat, her long layered hair covered her shoulders, and damn she had a beautiful side profile.. Levan felt his stomach sink despite already having the pressure and diarrhea sitting inside. She nodded at him as they made eye contact and went back to people watching and occasionally looking at her phone.
Then, as if the world was completely against him, Levan's stomach uttered a long, roaring growl. The pressure was so strong from the growl he shifted in his seat and his hand snaked on top of his middle. He couldn't even get himself to look anywhere but straight ahead. He felt his cheeks flush immediately and swallowed hard. Why would his stomach betray him like this...
The girl right next to him eyes him and his stomach, but not with a judgmental look he notices. He struggles to look at her. Levan desperately tries to hold his stomach to stop it from making any other sounds, but the sounds began to continue, becoming louder each time. He tries to hold back gasps and squirms in his seat. He couldn't believe this was all happening and it became so embarrassing for him. Between this happening around her and the crowd of people, he wanted to curl up in a hole.
Then, the girl spoke, "such an upset belly, hm?" she practically coo'd. A slight blush and smirk on her freckled face. Levan's breath hitches at her comment, a dark blush filling his cheeks as he is stuck on how to reply.
"Uh.. s-sorry," Levan croaked, "just a bit of a s-stomachache from the drinks I guess.."
The girl giggled softly and continued to look at his stomach as the groans have begun to be drawn out, and some sounds were bubblier. His middle became more rounded and bloated as more diarrhea had filled him. She turn her head to the side
"From the drinks?" she says, "they've only been serving fruit punch, silly,"
"W-well then uh... f-fuck- my stomach's been bothering my all day honestly," he finally admits, not able to think of any alternative in the moment. He notices how the girl blushes at that. Levan struggles to hold eye contact as he grips his stomach and it glorps harshly.
The girl on the arm of the couch leans in a bit closer to Levan, "sounds like diarrhea has been brewing up inside you..." she says simply, "so you've been holding it in all this time, huh?"
Levan finds himself taken aback by her bluntness and her question, but he feels butterflies in his stomach and blushes.
"U-um.. yeah.. it just won't l-let up- fuck... and I can't get it to stop.." he whines closing his eyes slightly
The girl moves from the arm of the chair to next to Levan on the couch, making sure their shoulders practically touch. "So then why'd you come to a party with your poor belly filled with diarrhea, pretty boy?" she teases with a blush
Pretty boy. That oddly makes Levan's heart skip a beat. He finds himself too embarrassed to look her in the eye still and hesitates to answer, "I... I don't know.. I guess I just wanted to h-hang out with friends for a bit and-" another loud gurgle interrupts Levan before he could finish his sentence. The girl eyes his stomach as it gurgles.
"Aweee that was a loud one~" she teases softly, "but this poor belly.. surely you've been needing to release everything all day?"
Levan squirms in his seat, feeling another wave of brewing inside his stomach as it churns. "I-I have.. it's been like this all day a-and I couldn't do anything about it, and it's j-just.. hggnh- just building up.. I'm trying not to-!" He's once again interrupted by a loud growl, filling with gas and liquid as he rubbed it.
The girl looks around the room at the party, "wonder if anyone else can hear how loud your belly is," her teasing makes his cheeks redder and his stomach churns deeply in response.
"You think.. s-someone will hear? I mean with the music and-"
"Luckily I got to hear it~" she says with her brow raised
"I don't know how I'd explain this, it's so embarrassing.."
"You just explained it to me silly," she smiles shaking her head and looking at his stomach again
Like a warning sound, Levan's stomach churns harshly and spills out loud gurgles and squelches. He hides his moan by putting his hand on his mouth and leans his head back. The girl gasps lightly at the sound, knowing that it probably didn't feel good for him.
"I-I think I've gotta-" Levan scrambles to find words
"Hm, gotta shit yourself?" she teases again, "or can you be good and hold more inside that belly.."
Levan whines and gets flustered at the thought. He's dealt with this majority of his life but has never thought of being able to hold it in longer than this... does she.. like this? He finds himself weirdly excited at her words and the situation... fuck...
He feels his lower intestines rumble quickly and his breath hitches. He has to fart but struggles to hold it in. His stomach groans deeply in response. He finds his hand involuntarily sneaking under him to hold his ass. He whines, "oh g-god.. oh god... p-please..."
Not only a minute later, the pressure becomes too much. Levan feels the liquidy content inside his stomach churns and swirl around violently and it lets out a long rumble as it rushes down inside him. He gasps and moans as he jumps off the couch and rushes to the nearest bathroom. His stomach gurgling as he speed walks. He gets into the bathroom and immediately lock the door.
Levan lifts his shirt up to see his round, taut stomach filled and gurgling with everything brewed inside. He leans his head back with a whine and rubs it lightly.
"f-fuck I gotta g-go so bad-" He scrambles to get this belt off. Then, he notices a neon yellow sticky note on top of the toilet
"Out of Order!"
The only sound that fills the bathroom walls is the constant grumbling and sickly groaning of Levan's stomach.
yeah I love it when the hunger is loud literally but when the hunger is loud mentally? when the feeling in your stomach clogs your brain and it's all you can think about? when it takes up all the space in your mind??? yeag
Iām really struggling with hunger while on steroids - partly because of the appetite-enhancing effects of the medication and partly because Iām trying to regain weight and rebuild my strength after losing so much while being so sick. Iām constantly rumbling and growling and needing to eat all the time to stave off these painful pangs so yesterday I took a rare, long (13 minutes) hunger recording of my poor tummy as it howled and groaned. Hereās a little clip from my tumās torture!
I donāt record a lot of hunger noises but Iāve posted the full audio to the swelling stomachs tier of my Patreon if you want to listen to the whole thing, or if youāre not interested in joining Patreon Iām more than willing to send you the full file in exchange for a donation I can use to buy food - send me an ask or an email to [email protected] š
