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hey i was wondering if you do x readers bc i was gonna request something with shuichi and his fem!s/o feeding him and helping him soothe his overstuffed and super loud tummy
i absolutely do thank you oh my god i love s.huichi s.aihara and we were robbed of his tummy rights in the new d.anganronpa s sprites.
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you knew s.huichi could keep himself busy and isolated with tons and tons of work, not eating, focusing only on solving cases and being the best detective he could be. he’d lose sleep, not eat, and this cycle would repeat over and over for days on end until you eventually got sick of it, making each of his favorite foods for him and sitting on his bed behind his desk.
“s.huichi,” you sang, setting the platter of food next to you, swinging your feet back and forth. all he did was hum, which got you increasingly irritated. you furrowed your brows. “s.aihara.” you bit. the fierceness in your tone caused him to jolt, turning back to face you with a deep blush dying his porcelain cheeks with a sheepish smile.
“ah-um, sorry sweetheart,” he apologized rubbing the back of his neck. you gave him a dark glare, which caused him to shudder. “i’m just really busy. d-did you need something from me?”
“when’s the last time you ate?” you asked, twisting your lips to the side. s.huichi looked down to the floor, not wanting to look you in the eyes. “mhm that’s what i thought s.aihara. c’mere honeyb ee. it’s dinnertime and then bedtime.” s.huichi was about to deny the offer, staring at the piles of paperwork on his desk, but the gnawing in his gut told him to just give in. one hand ran across his concave abdomen, and he sighed, pulling himself off the chair and sitting next to you on the bed. you cupped his face with your hand, causing the detective to melt into your touch, like a puppy being pet. “you need to take better care of yourself. you’re crazy if you think i’m letting you starve yourself like this and pull another all nighter.”
“i know i know,” he hummed, closing his eyes. “i’m sorry. i know what this behavior can lead to in relationships and im sorry.”
“good boy,” you praised, feeling him tremble in delight beneath your hand. “now open up.” you held his chin, holding an onigiri to his lips. in an embarrassed fit, s.huichi yelped and tried to pull away.
“th-that’s not necessary!”
“oh hush,” you argued, pushing his hair out of his eyes. “you’ve been working yourself to death lately, don’t bother wasting what little energy you have left.” with his entire face bright red, s.huichi submitted, opening his mouth willingly to allow himself to be fed.
one bite in and s.huichi’s stomach roared, excited at the prospect of food after so long. you didn’t think his face could get any redder, but it did and he covered his face with his hands. you cooed, running your fingers across his abdomen, the action seemingly flustering him more.
“poor thing,” you babied, leaning down to press a chaste kiss to his clothed stomach which caused him to whine. “you’ve been so neglected lately poor baby.”
“s-stop it, please,” he asked, voice no higher than a whimper. you giggled with a roll to your eyes, sitting up properly to continue feeding him.
“oh fine, whatever, take away my fun,” you teased.
“quiet,” he chuckled, still very embarrassed, but calm enough to tease you back.
you continued to feed him, going through the sweet rice balls fairly quickly, his greedy tummy accepting them with gratitude, which you judged by how loud his tummy got after each swallow, along with the soft hums he produced after every couple bites. you giggled, rubbing his belly affectionately every so often, feeling it swell as the meal progressed. you smiled softly at that, much preferring the round, full tummy of s.huichi’s than the concave empty one. it didn’t take long for the plate of onigiri’s do disappear within the detective’s happily satisfied stomach.
s.huichi hummed, eyes closed, running his fingers up and down his side. he seemed satisfied, but you weren’t. s.huichi opened up one eye to look at you as you grabbed the plate of pasta, happy it was still hot. his lips twisted sideways, looking down at his stomach, gurgling softly. it was only slightly swollen, but he felt satisfied. but you still had more food for him, so this was only fair if he ate it, right? you put in all that work.
so he opened his mouth obediently.
“good boy,” you smiled, running your fingers through his hair. you lifted the fork to his mouth, feeding him and wiping the corners of his lips with your thumb whenever anything was left on them. he hummed at the action, the warmth and weight in his stomach starting to exhaust him.
that exhaustion turned to discomfort as his stomach began to bloat more, gurgling angrily as it was confined by the buttons of his shirt, and his pants. you hadn’t noticed him squirming in discomfort, but you did notice his whimpers and the way he held his tummy protectively. you set the plate down and looked at him, hearing his stomach gurgle around the added food.
“what’s wrong honey?” you asked, running your fingers sweetly over the swell of his stomach. he whimpered again, fingers trying desperately to undo the buttons of his pants. you caught on quickly and took up the action of unbuttoning his pants for him. the sigh of relief that escaped him made you laugh, following that up with unbuttoning his work shirt. “better?”
“much,” he sighed, a smile pulling at the edges of his lips. you giggled, patting the swell of his stomach, a loud gurgle followed which was met with a loud belch. “sorry!”
“don’t be. just enjoy yourself love,” you instructed. he nodded and opened his mouth again.
you had to slow down just a tad for s.huichi’s sake, but the pasta was gone too rather soon. he hiccuped, followed by a soft burp that he blocked with his fist. you smiled, rubbing the soft skin of his tummy sweetly. he leaned back, moaning softly at his stomach weighing him down. you leaned down and kissed it, feeling the warmth and the organ gurgling, trying to digest the significant amount of carbs stuffed into it. dark green, half lidded, glossy eyes looked at you with love and adoration as you continued to rub the swollen organ.
“full,” you asked, moving one hand to cup his face. he nodded.
“ve-” he cut himself off with a loud burp. “mmm. very.” you smiled, moving all the plates off the bed so he could properly lay down. the moment he did, his stomach sloshed and gurgled loudly.
“you’re such a good boy, s.huichi, you ate everything and you’re gonna sleep so well,” you praised which caused him to chuckle, burping into his fist.
“you don’t need to praise me for this,” he smiled at you, watching your figure sitting next to him, rubbing circles into his tummy, focusing directly on the more tense parts, coaxing burps and gurgles out of the overstuffed organ. “you keep feeding me like this though i might need bigger pants,” he joked with a nervous chuckle.
“oh please,” you patted his stomach. “you only let me do this whenever you don’t eat for like six days in a row.”
“dramatic,” he yawned, mimicking your belly rubs on the opposite side of his stomach. “but fair.” you took your place beside him on his bed, snuggling up to him and rubbing his stomach in a steady rhythm with him.
Anonymous Sent In: can we get a stuffed gun.dam tan.aka? :3
Another Anon Sent In: Absolutely love how you draw all of the danganronpa cast! Gun.dam, especially. The ultimate breeder holds a place in my heart lmao!