Alhaitham Where The Stress Of Acting Grand Sage Completely Throws Off His Scedule; Less Time To Cook,

alhaitham where the stress of acting grand sage completely throws off his scedule; less time to cook, more stress means more stress eating and less control over his sweet tooth, and by the time he steps down hes gained at least 50 pounds, probably more

he also probably got gifts from the people of sumeru as a thank you for saving sumeru and although he put them aside he decided he would start munching on them and that added like 20 pounds to the already heavy 50 pounds and i bet he noticed as his gut progressively got bigger in his lap and how his chest and arms had started looking bigger and softer

GODDD !!

omg i love the lightning lord mention so much because he’d definitely use that to his advantage as he gets bigger and just indulges his appetite more. less swinging his own weapon and maybe lightning lord’s strikes get more dangerous as he gets fatter since there’s more weight behind his strikes when they happen.

he definitely wouldn’t be fazed by popping a seam or bursting out of his clothes despite them always being tailored. absentmindedly rubbing his growing belly and just being pampered because it means he can finally relax. i just like that despite everything he’s able to still lead as general even with how large he gets and dh just finds himself more enthralled with how big he gets and not even realizing the impact it has on his own waistline haha

”General?”

Dan H.eng tries to cover his amazement. The pictures showed he was big, but either they werent accurate or he’s noticably gained weight in the week since he last saw the photo.

Jing Y.uan notices him, and heaves himself out of his chair. His belly leads the way as he moves towards Dan H.eng, smiling to see him.

“How are you?” he asks.

They exchange pleasantries that Dan H.eng does not remember, because he is too busy trying to surreptitiously look at JY’s stomach. It is by far the largest part of him, and while the waist and thighs have grown to accomodate it, they still do not hold a candle to its width. The belt, now positioned underneath, does a lot to hold it up, and also emphasizes the roundness. DH finds himself wondering; how would it feel to hold the weight of that? To examine the sheer size?

The conversation ends, and Dan H.eng has the vague idea that he’s agreed to go somewhere. He follows Jing Y.uan out the door, now given a chance to appreciate the plump backside, and the rolls developing that are becoming visible through the folds of the fabric.

They stop at a restaurany nearby. Jing Y.uan settles himself down carefully, and orders an impressively long list of items. DH adds his own few orders, and then the conversation turns to other topics.

“General. . . . I am glad to see you are doing better, after the injuries from Phanty.lia.”

“It was certainly an ordeal. However, i survived, and it did give me the opportunity for some. . . self-growth.” The General pats his belly warmly, taking a sip of a drink just ordered-immortal delicacy?-that appears to be half full of cream.

Dan H.eng moves closer to the table. The growing bulge in his pants is getting hard to hide.

The first part of the food arrives, and Jing Y.uan sets upon it like a starving man. Dan H.eng wants to stare, and watch this man expand, but he does not want to be rude, and hastily starts on his own meal.

The way Jing Y.uan is eating is almost hypnotizing. DH clears his plate, then another, and is halfway through a third before JY-much faster than him-has cleared all of his plates and sits back with a sigh, lacing his hands together to rest on the crest of his stomach. It is then that DH realizes his own stomach is sending slight signals of pain- it’s stuffed. the small, round bump of his own is miniscule compared to the girth of JY’s, which was several inches away from the table at the beginning of the meal, and now barely touches when JY breathes in.

It’s the one of the more uncomfortable situations in his life so far-his dick is throbbing and so is his stomach- but also probably the most aroused he’s ever felt. He watches Jing Y.uan doze in his seat, the occasional soft belch or hiccup making his stomach wobble.

Dan H.eng knows then that he will be returning often.

got any jing yuan hcs because i’m sure being a general who loves to sit around and laze like a cat plus dan heng who seems to love keeping in contact for various things (food dates?) got his old metabolism fighting and losing haha

definitely have some hcs! his favorite hobby is eating a big meal then taking a nap in the sun. . . just like a cat lol

hes had to tailor his clothes a bit, that belt that was around his waist is now underneath it, emphasizing his belly. Also holding it up some, which helps him feel the weight less.

Fu x/uan keeps making fun of him and asking if his fat ass is going to retire now, since hes *clearly* let go of himself. Jing Y/uan just smiles and says it’s not time yet. it is true that it hasn’t affected his fighting prowess. . . yet. Then again, he usually just summons LL to take care of things. Somehow, despite being a diviner, Fu x/uan cannot figure out that he enjoys the teasing greatly. Every time she does it, he goes and stuffs himself later to see just how far gone he is now.

dan he/ng was not enthusiastic about ever returning to the Luof/u, but he decided to because every time he sees a picture of jing y/uan he looks fatter and dh HAS to see for himself. the first time they meet again it’s at a restaurant and dh watches jy down several full meals and dh is trying so fucking hard to control himself.

since dh can’t resist, it starts to happen regularly, and dh is so distracted by jy he always ends up overeating too. by the end of the food dates they’re slowly walking to jing yuan’s, bellies full and stuffed, giving each other a belly rub before falling asleep.

with a sweet tooth as big as the generals’, he is always eating some kind of sugar. the easiest way to get the general to agree to something is bring a sweet drink or a box of pastries with it. this is one thing contributing greatly to his waistline. it’s a little bit of a game between the people directly under him to guess how many meals he will eat and whether or not he’ll pop a seam today.

not sure if you have any thoughts about him but i will share my cyno thoughts here hssjbshsh.. usually he has quite a well maintained figure, due to balancing his large appetite with how active he is. however, on vacations/extended breaks, he still retains his eating habits but without the matching levels of exercise, causing him to gain quite a bit of weight by the time he returns to work 🥺 turns out criminals are a little less scared of the mahamatra when he has cushy love handles <3

also—- just realized you’re the same person that made on that one yoi itto stuffing fic omg.. literally such a good fic, the way you wrote itto was so hot and I think about it a lot 🙌

this makes so much sense abt cy/no. . . . i think he might have tried to reduce the weight once, but realized he enjoyed it and it gave him a leg up when starting another strenuous expedition. . . i would bet that once a mission is over, he lets himself get whatever he wants to eat that night bc hes been on desert rations and he just wants to be full. over time it became fun for him, he tries to see how bloated and/or stuffed he can get that night and just enjoys the feeling of being very very full ☺️

thank you!! it was one of my favorites to write. i do still plan on writing yoi’s pov. eventually. . . since this one will not be itto, it will be much more descriptive of how big itto is😉

also how much have u done in penacony? u can canonically change ur appearance, so, imagine a character intentionally gaining weight, imagining themself just a bit fatter every time. could control where and how much. strain the shirt buttons or pants seams as much as you want. and then all the food adverts and food carts. . .

penacony is legit the best place to fatten someone up or like it could work how death works in penacony its not supposed to happen but it does

like "oh looks like all of those calories i ate today did actually catch up to me oh well its only the dreamscape" then said character wakes up and they do infact still have the weight they gained in the dreamscape

oohhh myyyy goddd

kaveh the kind of person that cooks as an apology, to show love/care/etc. he cooks for alhaitham all the time now and alhaitham doesnt want to waste it, and it IS good, and he finds his stomach getting closer and closer to reaching the table

little did alhaitham know it was kavehs plan all along but i love the kaveh gets ripped and thin alhaitham fat and large trope its such a good one