#pudgesona

[awkwardlaughterovo]

More fat Akechi art for my first ao3 fic, Big Change In Cognition.

Inspired by akeshu--official 's post: Fat Crow

[nonchalant-taste]

ate some really good pumpkin pie and now I can't get a phantom thief friendsgiving out of my head even though they are japanese and would not do that. whatever idc.

everyone bringing a dish they either made with care or picked lovingly... h.aru especially bringing more than one. everyone reminiscing on how they met or other recent events between them, slow chill vibes. left to his own devices ak. ira ends up loading up his plate, softened by the warm and jovial atmosphere that he doesn't feel the need to stifle his appetite... its been a long year of fighting both personal and supernatural demons that its nice to just kinda relax and let go as winter slowly rolls in. nobody really seems to notice whether he's on seconds or thirds, but he's yet to turn down an offering from someone, even though this is probably the second time he's had to adjust his belt from under the booth's table. h.aru's cheesecake is heavy on the tongue but a great palette cleanser after whatever salty dish ry.uji brought. ak.ira can't help but close his eyes and savour it. a.nn pokes fun at him for falling asleep but he doesn't have a chance to protest before she's pulled into a different conversation. though now that it's pointed out to him, he does feel quite sleepy. full and warm and happy surrounded by his closest friends. he can lean back and discreetly rub his belly under the table, just barely paying attention to the conversational topic at hand, but definitely not enough to respond.

[chubbystuck]

Piggy~

[yru-like-this]

I’ve been going absolutely insane drawing fat Ak///iras, recently.

These are a couple of older ones, I’ve actually gotten a lot better since.

[a-smol-chub]

hello there!

i’m a new stuffedronpa blog, and i’m going to try my best to be active from here on!

i’ll be posting writing and art, and i also cosplay!

this blog will primarily be stuffedronpa, but i might post other fandoms as well.

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-oviposition

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-full nudity (available for commissioned work)

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with that out of the way...

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[crazynoisybizarret0wn]

Chonky Iwai one of my faves~

[mightysteelix]

After a Picnic

Hello! Here's the second fic for get-beached. I still haven't decided if I'm going to focus only on Junpei/Akihiko, but so far they seem to be my faves. Also, drabbles are hard - there's a lot more I wish to put it - but I have decided to try learning them, so for the next three days I'm going to try keeping that format.

Trees threw cool shade in the hot day. Waves crashed in distance, luring Akihiko to go swimming. Later; now he had bigger problems.

"Ah," cried Junpei, "so full." They both lay on the grass, rubbing their stuffed, taut bellies. Mitsuru didn't lie that her chefs cooked great picnic food.

"The others will look for us," Akihiko said. He tried to push himself up and - "Ouch!"

"Can't move," Junpei groaned with that goofy grin on his face. "We hope they don't find us, or…"

"Or?" Akihiko leaned near a tree, his gut weighing him down.

"We will think of some explanation."

[too-kinky-to-live]

drink

dont @ me about my titles

this is an older fic ive had for a while but never felt like posting until now. its a short drabble that was more or less my way of indulging in my burping kink lmao

also this is the first pudgesona fic im posting!!!! (pairing: sou.yo) 

“You’re pretty bad at this, partner.” 

Though it wasn’t visible due to his hair, Yu raised an eyebrow at a snickering Yosuke. The two took a break from studying to play video games by the brunette’s pleading, and Yu couldn’t help but give in. Yosuke put his controller down to take a sip of his soda, grinning with a sideways glance at his partner. The silverette looked away with a huff. 

Yosuke’s lips parted with the drink, setting the half-empty bottle next to him as he reached for his controller. He noticed out of the corner of his eye that Yu’s bottle of melon soda lay untouched next to him. Maybe he should ask if he could have it later. 

The two continued to play their racing game for a bit, though Yosuke was starting to lose steam. All the soda he drank was building up pressure in his stomach, and he found himself having to keep a burp from escaping, in an attempt to not gross out Yu. 

But man, it was painful. 

The brunette preferred to have his bottles of cola in his own room, where he could let out a belch in peace. Few things were more satisfying than letting one loose after a large swig of the drink. Aside from spending time with his best friend, of course. 

His mind tried to keep him focused on the game, but his throat was starting to hurt. Although, now that he thought about it, burping was a pretty masculine thing to do. Maybe Yu wouldn’t mind. But…

Yu was a bit feminine, he had to admit. 

Between his indifference towards women and his affinity for cats and girly activities like cooking, he would most likely be disgusted at such a display. Perhaps he could try to do it subtly, and if Yu heard, he could play it cool and shrug it off. 

Yeah. That seemed to be the safest option. 

He could see Yu’s grey eyes were glued to the tv screen, so he took the opportunity to prepare for the release. Yosuke felt more air moving up his throat towards his mouth, and…

*urp*

“‘Scuse me,” he mumbled, almost inaudibly. 

The brunette was a bit disappointed in himself. He definitely could have had a louder, more manly burp, to show off his manli- 

Oh. The game was paused. 

And Yu was staring right at him. 

Shit. Shit. His partner heard him make such a disgusting noise. Yosuke’s cheeks burned with embarrassment, his brain scrambling to find the right words. 

“Sorry, haha, guess it was all that soda, that was really gross, I’m sor-”

His words caught in his throat as Yu reached for the untouched bottle. Without saying a word, the silverette unscrewed the cap and lifted it to his mouth. Yosuke felt his jaw involuntarily drop as he witnessed his friend begin to loudly chug the whole thing. The brunette watched the large gulps of melon soda disappear down Yu’s throat, as it made rhythmic bulges. Once the bottle was emptied, Yu dropped the bottle in his lap with an exasperated sigh. 

Without a second to recover from the image blessing his eyes, the silverette let out a sound that put Yosuke’s to shame. 

*uuuurrrrrrpppppp!*

The deepest, loudest belch the brunette ever heard filled the room. Yu slouched a bit on the couch, placing a hand on his stomach. He flashed a toothy grin at Yosuke. 

“You’re pretty bad at this, partner.”

Yosuke blinked incredulously. Was that a challenge? He returned the grin. 

“I was holding back, is all.” 

The next 30 minutes consisted of Yu and Yosuke going through an entire box of soda, trying to one-up each other by belching the loudest and longest. The two didn’t take into account how taxing all the liquid would be on their stomachs, though. Yosuke moaned as he rubbed his belly miserably. 

“We’re such *hic* idiots, partner.” 

The silverette, sprawled out on his back on the floor, turned his head slowly. “Agreed.” 

Yosuke could feel the abundance of cola sloshing inside him as he tried to sit up against the couch. The movement forced another hiccup out of him, and he dearly hoped that Yu wouldn’t start a “hiccuping contest” too.