30 Gay, asexual, trans he/him Secret side blog for posting & reblogging stories about fat men PFP by @plumpybread
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You doing good?
Ah, yeah! I'm doing fine, I've been dealing with some health issues lately (mostly chronic pain stuff) so I've been stuck in bed trying to keep myself sane. Sorry for lack of writing or posting lately, I promise I'm still alive! I just haven't been physically able to write!
#as soon as the weather gets cold and rainy my joints and back act up and i can barely think let alone move#😔 i promise ill get to writing more of the drabbles when i have energy!
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literally came back onto tumblr to send you asks about the rework of ethan's story hahah :]
does Aiden still visit Ethan after he drops out? how's their friendship when Ethan's concerningly big? plus, how's Aiden's career as an athlete?
could read your oc lore for hours (probably have already) it's so good and well written ^^
Hey, thank you!! Always appreciate the interest sm <333
To answer your question, yes! Aiden keeps close contact with Ethan after he's become housebound ^^ They actually end up becoming best friends.
After Aiden's done with his morning classes and he's not training that day, he always drives up to Ethan's house which is very close to the campus and pays him a visit.
They watch movies together or play some videogames, but more than anything Aiden just wants to check that Ethan's doing alright. He can practically see his friend's body fattening up more and more each day, and it's no secret that the pace of his weight gain keeps progressively speeding up, so he wants to make sure Ethan's dealing with it as best as he can.
Being so massive is obviously tasking and exhausting, but Aiden's presence in his life has made his outlook in life much less hopeless and sad, knowing he at least has someone like him who will always be by his side, especially as he quickly approaches the next phase in his life; immobility.
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Not a Drabble request but really just me sharing horny thoughts
Idk how much you’re into Krist/oph but I keep thinking about him getting BIG in solitary like. He’s a spoiled brat and the warden eventually decides it’s easier to keep him occupied with large amounts of food than it is to put up with him (not to mention keeping him huge also means keeping him docile hehe)
Kris is too stubborn to refuse the food and he likes the special treatment so he ends up HUGE and less of a pain in the ass
I LOVE this idea!! I love the idea of someone being kind of forced to gain weight for the good of everyone else lmao, it's awesome! And Kristoph would make a fantastic spoiled blob I think 🤭
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Hey guys???? What do you MEAN the Link story is almost to 1k notes??????? 😭 Thank you so much to everyone who read and enjoyed it, this means so much to me y'all have no idea 🥰
#like.... i think the second most notes on any of my stories now is a little over 100?#this is so much more than i have ever gotten before!#im so happy that everyone likes it so much 💕
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so happy to see you writing again, your wg fics are some of the best! are you still in the Ace Attorney fandom? i’d love to see a short wg story about one of Sholmes’ inventions malfunctioning or one of Larry’s laziness catching up to him
*points* YOU. ANON. I like you. You're a genius. I'm going to be going with the Sholmes prompt for this one, because even though I haven't finished the second game yet, I do know I ADORE that strange man. He's so babygirl 🥰
It was a cold, dreary day in London, a thick fog blanketing the city in the early hours. The great detective Herlock Sholmes sat in his flat, sipping a hot cup of tea while poring over one of his many inventions. The lanky man was wearing his home attire of a tailored waistcoat and dress shirt with a pair of long trousers. He grabbed a screwdriver, tightening some parts of the strange little machine in front of him, sticking his tongue out of the side of his mouth in concentration. Finally, Sholmes got the last screw in place, and he leapt out of his chair in celebration. "At last, my invention is complete!" he cried out happily.
Sholmes lifted the little machine from his workbench, cradling it to his chest like a newborn child. The sound of creaking footsteps came from the stairs behind him, as a voice called out to him. "Mr. Sholmes, is everything all right?" The detective turned around, still holding his invention close, and spotted the source of the voice: Ryunosuke Naruhodo, his friend who lived upstairs in his flat. The Japanese lawyer looked like he was still waking up, his hair sticking up in more places than usual and his eyes half-lidded from sleepiness.
Detective Sholmes held his creation out to the tired lawyer. "Ah, Mr. Naruhodo, sorry for waking you! You see, I just finished building my latest invention, and might have gotten a tad carried away in my celebration. Here, look at this!"
Ryunosuke leaned in close, inspecting the contraption. It appeared to be some sort of metal cube with gears on some of the surfaces, and with beautifully engraved images of fruits, vegetables, and bread on the brass edges. "Well, it looks quite pretty, Mr. Sholmes, but... What function does it serve?" The lawyer questioned as he straightened back up.
Sholmes laughed heartily at his companion's understandable confusion. "Oho, my dear Mr. Naruhodo, surely it is obvious? Did you not notice the switch on the top face of my genius machine, and deduce its function for yourself?" Ryunosuke shook his head, expression as bemused as it was before. "My, my, you're slacking then, my dear boy! This mere brass cube will make it so I never have to waste time eating or drinking for the rest of my life!"
The young lawyer gasped in surprise. "Really, Mr. Sholmes? But... How would that work?"
Detective Sholmes laughed, grasping the little cube in both of his hands. "Allow me to demonstrate for you, my friend!" He flicked the switch on top of his creation, which began to hum ominously. The cube shook and vibrated, emitting steam which scalded Sholmes's hands. "Ouch! Blasted contraption!" He yelped, dropping it hastily. As it clattered to the ground, a loud whistling noise pierced the air, and both the cube and Herlock Sholmes started glowing with a mysterious light.
Ryunosuke watched in disbelief as Sholmes's body underwent a rapid transformation. The scrawny detective's gut started growing, starting as just a little protruding pudge before becoming a pot belly, then a proper fat stomach that began drooping over his belt. His pecs began softening, plumping up like a pair of women's breasts and straining the buttons of his waistcoat. A pair of love handles bloomed over his trousers as his thighs and ass thickened as well, the fine leather of his belt beginning to creak ominously. At the exact moment his belt buckle gave way to the building pressure, so did his vest's buttons, causing Ryunosuke to duck to avoid the shrapnel firing off of the growing detective's body. His gut surged forth, free from the restraining waistcoat and sagging to cover the broken belt buckle. His fattening biceps tore at the fabric of his dress shirt, bubbles of pale flab bulging through the tears. The seams of his trousers swiftly followed the same fate, his burgeoning thighs and calves reducing the tailored pants to tatters. Ryunosuke looked on in horror, expecting the growth to half now that his friend was nearly naked, but it continued.
Herlock's gut continued expanding, creeping further and further down the front of his legs until it touched the floor and then continuing on past that. The enormous slab of fat was now a three-tiered cascade of rolls, jiggling and wobbling with the slightest movement. His tits and side rolls swelled and merged into a mass of stacked flab, forcing his fattening arms higher and higher in their resting position. His neck disappeared under his shoulder and face fat, his bulging cheeks and numerous chins covering any of his distinguishable features rendering him unrecognizable. His biceps grew even bigger than his body had been mere moments ago, rendering his arms immovable by weight alone. Even his hands fattened up, his fingers almost spherical and barely able to bend but still somehow mobile.
The only thing bigger than Sholmes's floor-covering gut was his ass, each cheek growing at an astonishing rate and pinning his body to the floor. The shapeless, dimpled boulders of adipose pooled under his bulk, forcing him to the ground before his legs were made unusably fat too. As his growth finally slowed, it was clear that his mountainous ass and gut had anchored him to the ground permanently, but even if they hadn't he wouldn't be able to walk again: his flabby thighs and calves had completely absorbed his feet and ankles, the doughy barrels of flab sticking out at an uncomfortable spread angle from his bulging body between his stomach rolls and ass cheeks. The detective's body finally stopped growing, leaving the immobile man wheezing and sweaty from the ordeal.
Ryunosuke waited a few moments to see if any more growth happened before hesitantly approaching his friend. He prodded at Sholmes's sweaty, heaving gut to see if it was real, his finger sinking into the flab all the way up to his knuckles easily. Sholmes grunted between gasping breaths, and Ryunosuke leapt back. "I-I'm sorry, Mr. Sholmes, that was rude of me! Are you okay?"
"Ah-ah'm... haaahh... fhine.... chum.... huff." He wheezed, words slurred by the fat weighing down his face. His cheeks were red and shiny from the sweat pouring off of his body from the effort of merely saying a few words.
Ryunosuke looked concerned for his friend. "I'm sorry your invention backfired like that. Is there anything I can do to help?"
Sholmes chuckled, his laughter sending shockwaves rippling through his entire corpulent form. "Bhack....fhired? wheeze Yhuu... mish...unner....shtand... Mishtah.... Nahru... huff... Hodo!" Taking a couple of minutes to catch his breath, he continued. "Naow... Ah c'n.... feed... muhshelf.... wih' dish.... thing.... fuhrevuh!"
Ryunosuke took a moment to mentally translate the detective's muffled words, before groaning. "Is that so... Well, I guess I have a new job along with my defense attorney position." He immediately set about clearing furniture and various failed inventions out of the growth radius of Sholmes's mass. This was going to be a loooooong week.
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phoenix chicken wings
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I'm not usually one for even mild slob content but idk guys this section of this story outline I just wrote is really doing something for me 😳
What do y'all think?
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Okay I am working on some of the drabble requests I've gotten so far I PROMISE, I'm trying to keep them short but I'm also a perfectionist when it comes to writing and I love getting sidetracked by writing lots of descriptions of fat bodies, I hope you all understand 🥺
I also am drafting an outline for an Apo/llo wg story that is going to get HUGE. 🥰
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What do you think of feeder Apol/lo and Feedee Kla/vier? Due to Klavier being able to indulge now that he no longer needs to keep up appearance as a rock star.
Anon I won't lie you have my complete and total attention 👀 I may have already shown how much I like fat feeders in my writing and previous answers but like.... Apollo doting on Klavier and fattening him up is PEAK.
#perhaps i will have to write a little something for this idea#male weight gain#ssbhm#weight gain#bhm weight gain
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hi!! i love ur work so much aa men do something to my brain chem LOL
i was just wondering what ur hcs might be for the weight hierarchy of ace attorney guys (if u have one)? also i loved the sizes you wrote for your link story; do you think you'd ever write a similar size for anyone in aa?
Oooooh, excellent question! I think of like, main male prosecutors/attorneys, my hierarchy would be, from skinniest to heaviest:
Nahyuta (I just don't think a well-trained monk would gain much weight even after traveling to Japanifornia)
Kla/vier (likes to keep his figure for the stage so he can do slutty dance moves and poses easily)
Kri/stoph (puts on some weight in solitary lbr)
Go/dot (mild dad bod, opens a cafe/bakery post-T&T)
Edg/eworth (Phoenix is a bad influence on him, he's probably like 300 pounds as Chief Prosecutor)
Apo/llo (Tops out at like 650 after AJAA because of Nick's influence, very well-rounded body gains)
Blac/kquill (Starts out super ripped and muscular after being released from prison, descends into hedonism now that he can eat whatever, probably borders on near-immobile but deliberately keeps the ability to move because he likes feeling powerful for having to force people to walk around his mass)
Phoe/nix (Dude is like a ton at least by the end of the second trilogy. Completely immobile, retires from law permanently to be Miles's personal stress toy. Lazy, hungry, total blob.)
If I were to write a story of one of the AA guys reaching a similar size to Link in my most recent story, I think it'd be Nick or Simon. Maybe Apollo if I elaborate more on my "Nick is a terrible influence on him" headcanon, I think a barely mobile feeder taking on a chubby feedee apprentice and turning him into a blob has some good potential actually.... Hmm..... I'm gonna have to write that one down that's actually REALLY GOOD. 😳
#male weight gain#ssbhm#weight gain#bhm weight gain#this got long but what can i say i like fat headcanons and gay lawyers
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Hiii hehe I just wanted to say I LOOOVE your writing sm, especially your AA stories omg. Everything about them is SO GOOD
there’s one little insignificant detail in the B/quill x ap/ollo one that drives me insane(/pos) in particular, and that’s the detail abt ap/ollo getting up to 450 during law school, I can’t help but picture him slipping back into old habits over the course of AJ (especially with fatass extraordinaire Pho/en/ix Wr/ight around) and blowing back up
Anyways sorry for the rambling and keep up the good work!!!
Hehehehe thank you! That's always one of my favorite details/headcanons too, I looooove a big Apollo! That man stress eats like nobody's business and NO ONE can convince me otherwise! I absolutely believe that Nick would be the worst influence on him as his boss, always taking him out for celebratory greasy salty fast food feasts for even the slightest breakthrough on a case. By the time he's been at the agency for two years he's far fatter than he ever was in college, all because of stress from cases mixed with terrible influences from his boss 🥰
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Hello! I'm the anon who sent the suggestions about Simon post-prison and Apollo getting fed by BQ and Klav. You would think with the sort of fics I write I'd be less shy lol
If you're open to it, I think it'd be fun to talk fic ideas or headcanons :)
Also, what a coincidence is it that I am also an (almost) 30 yo trans man who likes thinking about AA and LoZ men enjoying food? I think that's pretty wild lol
YESSSSS I am always down to get messages talking about ideas and headcanons and stuff! I have a good batch of requests right now that I'll probably start working on tomorrow!
Omg that is such a cool coincidence, clearly we should talk! Hehehe
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To all the people who have submitted drabble ideas so far, you are all geniuses and I love you so much, I will probably get started on them tomorrow!
I have also gone back and checked some abandoned WIP stories to see if any of them are still worth finishing, and I found a couple that I like, so I might be working on a longer story again soon, food!
Ask box is still open for more short drabble ideas, or if anyone just wants to talk about fat guy scenarios or headcanons or stuff you find hot as fuck! I love talking and making new friends 🥰
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*points at this art* beautiful, finally some good fucking shane
it’s nice to come home after battling with weird slimes and flying snakes to a big soft husband every night, don’t you agree?
#i am pretty sure that old wip of mine has shane stuck in a doorway lmao?#we are sharing our thought waves fr
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my brain was too busy short circuiting but i wanted to say that i love your writing!!
Heehee, thank you!! I'm always happy to see artists that share headcanons with me, I've always wanted to write a story about Shane and I THINK I have an abandoned wip somewhere?? I might have to dust that off and see if it's any good/finish that because Shane is like, up there with Malos and Blackquill as one of my biggest fave characters (who should be the size of a king sized bed or larger ☺️) and it's a crime that I haven't posted anything about him yet!!
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ChiIchuck and Lai0s having an eating competition which may have gone way too far but they love it way too much to stop.
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I've just turned on asks (including anonymous asks!) so if anyone would like to send me quick drabble requests, male wg scenarios you find hot as hell, or you just wanna send a message and say hi, please feel free!
For drabble requests, I'm most likely to want to write stuff from these fandoms:
- Z///elda
- Pok///emon
- Xen///oblade Chro///nicles 1 and 2 (will NOT write anything from X or 3, sorry!)
- Fire Emb///lem
- Ac//e Atto//rney
I'm definitely forgetting a bunch of fandoms, so just because a fandom isn't on the list doesn't mean I won't want to write for it! Send in your requests regardless, and if they're something I'd like to write, I'll write 'em! 😊
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