Fatalia - October Fest 01 by robingirl, literature
Literature
Fatalia - October Fest 01
Germany/Italy
Octkober Fest
Germany!Weight Gain
Italy thought something weird was going on during the month of October and while it took him two weeks to figure out what he was fairly certain his lover was gaining weight. If it had been any of the other countries, even Japan, he wouldn't have been so surprised, but Germany? Germany was always so fit and muscular, now he could feel Germany's softness around his belly area as they lay together in bed.
He didn't say a word though and let Germany stroke his hair to guide him to sleep as they always did. He was finding it hard to listen though as the other man told him what tomorrow's agenda
Chubby!EnvyXKimblee-How Could You by zimantha87, literature
Literature
Chubby!EnvyXKimblee-How Could You
Envy loved Solf Kimblee. It wasn't a welcomed love, especially by his Father. But he didn't care. It was his life, not his dad's.
But Kimblee had a little secret and fetish behind him. He liked big guys. Of coarse, he knew about Envy's shape shifting ability. He wanted to make his true form big, so only he could enjoy it, because only he got to see it.
Now, Envy had no idea about this. He didn't even know that Kimblee was doing this till had already put on 25 pounds.
Envy was now reluctant to show Kimblee his true form. He slimmed himself down when they were alone. He hated himself.
"Envy, what's wrong? You don't seem into anything lately."
Chubby!CielXReader-The Purest Souls by zimantha87, literature
Literature
Chubby!CielXReader-The Purest Souls
"Sebastian! *burp* Bring me more scones and butter!!!" A 300 pound newly made demon yelled to his demonic butler. It was about 1920's and Ciel had moved to America to protect his identity. He had become quite a fat little thing.
Sebastian rolled his eyes and got what he desired, bowing slightly to him. "Here you are, Ciel."
Demons can change their ages, so Ciel now looked about 18 years old, though he couldn't change his weight.
"Thank god! I was starving." Ciel said, digging in. His body wasn't digesting the human food as well as it would souls; hence his weight.
"Ciel, if I should say, I think you're just craving a soul."
He gave him a lo
Sebastian went to wake his master the morning after the doppelganger scheme. He opened the door, expecting to be greeted by a sweet, sleeping boy but was instead assaulted by the sight of far too much red. Ciel was being held like a baby against the shoulder of a man who smiled with teeth like a shark's. His green eyes roamed Sebastian's body lustfully as he crooned, "Oh dear, Sebby, you caught me. Too much to explain right now. Just follow me, darling!" He flipped his long red hair and winked before shooting out the window with Ciel.
The young earl was woken rudely when his captor dropped him onto a small, hard bed. His body still ached fro
The morning came all too soon for Ciel. He'd been roused several times in the night by his body rebelling against him and forcing him to vomit, and he'd barely been able to sleep at all. The light that came spilling into his room when Sebastian opened the curtains was blinding, and he could only rouse enough energy to cover his eyes. The dark presence of his butler was more of an annoyance than a comfort, as was his all too cheery voice, "Good morning, young master. I've brought the paper and your morning tea, as usual." Ciel simply rolled over in his bed, but immediately regretted it as it put pressure on his body and caused too much pain to
Sebastian had just left him to perform the long, tedious, and meaningless list of tasks that Ciel had assigned him. The young earl smiled once the door had shut and he heard his butler's footsteps fading into the distance. Ever since the incident of the "Wild Chocolate Earl" he'd been on a strict *no snacks* diet and he hated it. He murmured to himself as he went out of his office and went down the hallway, "I am 12 years old, for goodness sakes. He is not my guardian, he does not have the authority to tell me when I can and cannot eat." Entering the kitchen and finding the cook gone, not as though he actually did any work anyway, he raided t
Russia. The mere name along sends fear into the hearts of other nations. They see him, and turn tail.
But is he really a horrible person?
When Russia was small, a newly-formed country, he had a relatively simple life, spare the occasional invasion or such. Then his bosses began to become more cruel and twisted, wanting nothing more than power and money. Russia was no doubt tortured and shown no love, only hatred and disgust. He finally snapped one day, his pain and hatred shown to all. As his shields now, no longer able to trust anyone around him, Russia is cold, promising pain and grief towards those he despises. He treated the Baltic's wi
Latvia had always been the smallest of the Baltic's. He had always been the shortest, the over looked, the most nervous, the most ignored.
Except in Russia's eyes. In Russia's eyes, Latvia was the perfect toy to play with. Latvia would always come when he called, always ask "how high" when Russia said "jump" and he would always eat when Russia told him to eat.
Just like a good little puppy.
And when the Soviet Union fell, and America's influence started to spread its poison around Russia's home, Ivan grew angry. As with any strong emotion the comfort came from food.
Burgers, fries, milkshakes, even food from Latvia's native home, Ivan for
It was an ordinary day at the manor Alois acting like a brat and Claude serving him as he abused Hannah and the triplets never really seen or heard. Hannah went on her usual day and decided to experiment a little concoction on the triplets. She laughed softly as she approached them ever so casually hiding behind her back a small needle and as she pretended to be kind and give each one a hug she injected them quickly with the concoction and smirked as she walked out. The three looked at each other with a bit of confusion and shrugged it off as they thought Hannah is just an innocent demoness.
Later that day they began to feel str