The Most Beautiful (Painter!ItalyxServant!Reader)The Most Beautiful Thing
"[Name]!! Go get the door!!" You sighed and stood up, opening the door. In front of you stood a young man about your age with honey-brown hair with a curl petruding from it, honey-brown eyes and the most contagious smile.
Instantly, you felt yourself smile, "Hello~,"
The Italian closed his eyes, still smiling, "Ciao bella~ My name is Feliciano! I am here for Madame [insert Name]. I was commissioned to paint a canvas for her~"
You nodded and moved to the side, letting him in.
"Madame will be here shortly,"
He nodded and you left to call Madame, unaware of the open honey-brown eyes watching you.
As soon as you were out of his sight, Feliciano smiled softly, 'She's a very pretty girl. Ve~'
Feliciano was caught up in his day dream, but quickly snapped put of it when a lady appeared.
Now, Feliciano meant no offence toward to woman, but she was down right ugly. Make-up were caked on her face as if it was ano
Italy x Reader: Pumpkin Picking"Vee~ (name) hurry up!" your Italian friend shouted to you as you walked from the kitchen to the living room. "I'm coming Feli, I'm coming!. You smiled. You and Feli were going pumpking picking since halloween was tomorrow. You and Feli were going to get pumkpins, and cut scary face into them and place them on your front porch, like many many people do on halloween. Italy started jumping up and down by the door. "vee~ this is going to be fun! I can't wait!" You giggled and grabbed your jacket. "Ok, ok Feli calm down. I'm excited too. Italy smiled and opened the door and ran out to the car. oh Italy...He was your very best friend. He was always so happy and hyper which made you laugh and always put a smile on your face. You greatly wondered how him and his older brother Lovino were even related! They were like two different people. Romano rarely ever smiled, he's always yelling at Italy and hates being around people like him. You and Romano were sort of good friends, since you were arouItaly x Reader: Pumpkin Picking2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Birthday Cold (ItalyXSick!Reader)Sunny skies, cool breeze, today was perfect. Well, for everyone but you, anyway. The sun shone in through the window and you hissed as it hit your face. You tunnelled further down into the comfort of the warm, striped blankets surrounding your shivering body. A single bird chirped outside your window, but the sound was cut off as eyes blocked themselves once more.Birthday Cold (ItalyXSick!Reader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sniffing pathetically, you cursed your bad luck of catching a cold at the worst possible time. It was your birthday today, and it was never fun to be sick on your birthday. You pounded the pillow next to you with your fist and coughed. You couldn't stop or breath properly and you felt like crying.
You cried out and sat up, leaning over as you felt the urge to vomit. A strange smell wafted into your room. It was a nice smell, one of pasta sauce. Great, now my nose is acting up too! You frowned and pulled back your sheets, heading into the bathroom to blow your nose on the toilet paper.
When you came back, your ears
ItalyxReader Insert: Stalking (One Shot)ItalyxReader Insert: Stalking (One Shot)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You were walking along a road with your best friend, Felicianno Vargas, trying very hard to be invisible. Not literally invisible of course, but invisible to your little brother and his girlfriend, who were going out on their first date.
Now, trying to keep out of sight with an Italian is hard work. Mainly because the Italian:
a) Wears bright colors
b) Makes no effort to move quietly
c) Won't shut up
d) Starts complaining after a while
To be honest, you weren't quite sure why you brought Feli of all people with you, when Kiku the ninja was obviously the best choice. However, you were too shy to mention this fact, so you stayed quiet.
You and Feli, who was chattering about pasta, followed them through a path in the woods, ignoring all the animals that seemed to cry out in response to Feli. Every once in a while, your brother would look back, coming out of his happy place whenever Feli was too loud, but you would make a little noise like "eep!" and jump behind a tree while Feli, still no
Europe Skies - Italy x ReaderEurope Skies - Italy x Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Now I'm home, but I cannot stay
I dream of you every day
Got to know every inch of you
Will you make my dream come true?
Italy looked around his home, his brother, Romano, was at Spain's, so he had the house to himself. He felt that he couldn't stay, his beloved was not here, so why should he stay? His usual cheery smile was gone at the thought of her not being here next to him. Her lovely (h/c) hair, which went perfectly with her (s/c) skin and bright (e/c) eyes. His mind always led of to his dream world where she waited for him. His only dream was to be with her, in the real world
There's no place like home they say
You're my home, so hear me pray.
Everyone always says, "There's no place like home!" But, she was his home.
He walked to his room and looked out the window and to the clouds.
"Your my home" He whispered as he prayed to see her again. Just enough to get her name and number. Just so he can hear her laugh again.
I don't know you, but I need more time
North Italy x Reader - Cute'Hello?' You picked up your phone.North Italy x Reader - Cute2 years ago in Romance More Like This
'Ciao bella!' Feliciano's cheery voice almost deafened you, 'How are you? I miss you... I haven't seen you in so long! Are you okay? Where are you?'
'C-calm down...' trying your best to sound composed you hushed the noisy Italian, 'I'm fine, honestly. I only saw you this morning anyway...'
'Ah ,' You could practically here the cogs working in his mind. 'I remember! Besides bella how about dinner, five o' clock, that little place on the corner; don't be late!'
'B-but.' Before you could protest the dial tone had already returned. Great. Just great.
--The awesome time skip of doom--
You uncomfortably shifted in the table pre reserved for the two of you. You had to admit it ... Feli was cute and most certainly enjoyable company but despite how long you'd known each other you still couldn't get rid of the nervous feeling in your stomach.
'Bella!' Was that Feli? 'Over here!'
Well... you could hear him. But unfortunately you couldn't see him... where was he?
May I Stay the Night with You?May I Stay the Night with You?May I Stay the Night with You?2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You wake to the sound of something clawing at your bedroom door, which was odd since there were no pets in your section of the mansion that you lived in. Wanting the scratching to stop you get up from your comfy bed and grabbed a (your favorite color) robe and wrapped it around your body, covering your (choice in pajamas).
You sleepily made your way to the door and looked out the peephole. You groan tiredly as you see a familiar brunette man crying on the other side. Unlocking your door, you opened it and spoke.
"Italy? What are you doing here?"
Italy cried out like a baby as he rapidly told you.
"I had a night-a-mare and it was so scary and now I can't sleep so may I stay the night with you, (your name)?"
You really didn't want to, not because you didn't like the guy. In fact, you thought he was cute. Then again, so were the other gu
Italy x Reader: Cats and PastaCheerfully, you knocked on the door of the Vargas' house. It was a beautiful, sunny day, and the weather was perfect for playing some soccer- or football, as they call it everywhere other than America- with your best friend, Feliciano. The cheerful Italian loved the sport, as did you. You had been to see his friend Ludwig at his place already (which was where he usually was when he wasn't with you) and had had no luck in finding him, so you decided to try his own house.Italy x Reader: Cats and Pasta2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The door was opened, and you saw the darker-haired of the two Italian brothers glaring at you. Oh, great...
"Hi, Lovino," you said, smiling sweetly and waving. Your cute grin caused him to blush a bit. "Is Feliciano around?"
He scowled and his hazel eyes flashed. "Hell if I know," he snapped, and slammed the door in your face.
You sighed, not really expecting any other response from the constantly PMSing guy. You'd think he could at least be civil one day of the year...
Glancing around as if your bubbly friend would pop
:Trust Me: Feliciano X Mermaid!Reader part 1:Trust Me: Feliciano X Mermaid!Reader part 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
Feliciano looked out over the pristine blue sea. Light waves played with the side of the ship he was on and a zephyr toyed with his hair with frivolity matching that of the sea. The afternoon sun warmed his skin and clothes. The brilliance of the aforementioned celestial body made him squint through his examination of the sky. A few clouds were enjoying the blue sky as well, and none were gray with a sour mood. It was a perfect day for sailing.
Ships were very comfortable to Feliciano; he grew up fishing, among other Mediterranean activities. The Mediterranean had always been kind and nurturing to his family, supplying them with copious fish and an enjoyable - albeit temperamental - playground. It's shores have always been as delighting as its waters to both Feliciano and his family, so they always frequented the beach throughout his life, starting from the oldest fragments of his memory. Wind pulle
Picture Perfect |North ItalyxReader| Mini-ContestHe sighs a deep, warm sound. It doesn't work with his personality at all. He is lighthearted, not so thoughtful. The smile on his face, though, seems brighter than ever before. A soft heat that fills his body turns his cheeks red like the tomato sauce on his favorite pasta. He is blushing, his smile that of a dreamer. It almost seems like he looks trough rose-tinted glasses. He probably does so.Picture Perfect |North ItalyxReader| Mini-Contest2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Ve~ She's so pretty!" Italy exclaims with soft-spoken words and a heavy accent. While he can't help himself but to look at her, his two friends are near standing by. Germany rolls his eyes, Japan just chuckles lightly.
"She is." The Asian nation reassures him with a nod, while he studies her features in an almost interested way. A little smile settles itself on his lips; the third member of the Axis Powers seems bored, if nothing else.
"I know, right? Everything about her is just simply amazing! I mean look at her she is such a pretty ragazza! You have to really look at he
N. Italy x Reader - Play Ground 'Date' - REQUEST You sat on a swing, aimlessly kicking at dirt. You were waiting for your, ahem, "date" I guess is what it would be called. Well, you guessed it was a date at least. Your little Italian friend, Feliciano, had asked you to come with him to the park to hang out. When you asked if Ludwig or Kiku or any of his other school friends were coming, he just smiled and said "Nope~! Just you and me!"N. Italy x Reader - Play Ground 'Date' - REQUEST2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Feliciano was such a laid back person but, damn, he was complicated. You'd see him flirting with girls, then he'd act all childish and inncoent around you. You loved the Italian to death but he seemed to be toying with you. But he was so naive! How could he toy with you if he just flirted unintentionally?
"________!" you heard someone yell. You looked up to see Feli running towards you then skid to a stop an inch away from your face. He smiled and wrapped his arms around you. "Ciao, _______~!"
You smiled softly, "Ciao, Feli."
"I'm-a so glad yo
(Chibi!Italy x Chibi!Reader) The Ball Room Dance(Chibi!Italy x Chibi!Reader) The Ball Room Dance2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You where a young country, 5 years old to be exact and you lived in Holy Rome's house with Mr. Austria, Ms. Hungary, and little Italy. It has been years sense Holy Rome been in war. When he left you and Italy got closer to each other. Everyone thought he was a girl but Ms. Hungary, even you did. You loved to play dress up with "her". That was until you and Italy got older, everyone( but Hungry because she already knew) found out that he was a boy. Mr. Austria was surprised,even you. Mr. Austria dress him up in boy clothes. You got use to it after a while and developed a crush on the little Italian boy.
Ms.Hungry and Mr. Austria decided to give you and Italy ball room dances. So when you got older you both knew how to ball room dance. But said you two where to young to dance at the party's.
There was a ball room dance coming up and Mr.Austria told you both you can go just stay close to each other. About a week passed and the ball room dance was well decorated. Italy was wearing a tuxedo
Ti Amo (Italy X Reader)Ti Amo (Italy X Reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Knock, knock, knock KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. Rapid knocking made you look up from your book and rush at the door, your (h/c) hair bouncing as you worried if somebody was in danger.
"WAAAAH, (NAAAMME)!" Your good friend, Feliciano, cried as he tackled you to the floor in a hug, but sobbing like a 4 year old that lost its mommy. You wondered how tears managed to fall like rivers from his eyes when they weren't open before realizing: THE MAN'S CRYING, DO SOMETHING IDIOTA.
"Shhh, it's okay. What's wrong, Feli?" You stood up still in the hug, closed the door, and led the sobbing Italian to your couch. After his loud sobs dwindled to hiccups, you looked at him for some kind of explanation. You hated to see him in such distress, you wanted to help anyway you can.
He gave a loud hiccup, "Rom-hic-ano said that -hic- YOU DON'T LIKE ME." He began to cry into his hands as you gave a sigh. You remembered when Romano told Feli that Ludiwig, Feli's German best friend, did
VenezianoXReader~Flexibility Comes At A CostVenezianoXReader~Flexibility Comes At A Cost3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You pulled your arms behind you, making sure that your dismount was absolutely perfect. But perfection can only go so far as you fell face-first onto the mat, your face flushed with embarrassment. You lifted yourself back up, practicing the moves once more. There was no way you weren't going to use it for The Classic.
Yes, you were a gymnast. People had told you that you were an amazing gymnast; that if you practiced more and more onto becoming an elite, that you would become as great as Nadia Comaneci herself! Yet, it was so time consuming. So much, that you didn't have many friends in fact; they were incredibly scarce. To you your only friends were your springboard, uneven bars, balance beam, and floor.
You were on the uneven bars today, and you wanted to practice on your half twists and dismount. You flew from the smaller uneven bar onto the other, stretching your legs out in front of you. Just as you were about to grab the bar you fell short and landed on your stomach with an "oof!
Italy x Reader - Mia MargheritaItaly x Reader - Mia Margherita2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Italy x Reader - Mia Margherita
Give me your answer, do;
I'm half crazy
All for the love of you...
You and your boyfriend Feliciano were sitting on a hill, pointing out the various shapes that both of you could see in the clouds.
"Ve~! Bella, that cloud looks-a like a cute little kitty cat!" Feliciano said.
"It sure does, Feli," you said, finding the cloud he was pointing at. "Oh, that one over there looks like Romano!" You giggled after you said that.
"Ve~! Si, it-a does look-a like mio fratello, _________."
You sighed happily. You and Feliciano had been dating for about ten months, and it seemed to be going smoothly so far. Ever since you accidentally knocked him over during recess in 7th grade, you two have gotten along famously. Near the start of junior year in high school, Feliciano had confessed his love to you. Now it was spring break, and you were both enjoying the fresh air that spring had to offer.
I looked at
Kiss The Girl: Italy X Reader part 1Kiss The Girl: Italy X Reader part 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
You sat on a rock, dipping your (f/c) painted toes into the cool water of the lake
behind the dorms of Hetalia Academy. You had a faraway look in your (e/c) eyes as you stared
at the glistening water. You heard a crashing noise that snapped you out of your thoughts. You turn around to see a strange brown curl sticking out from behind a storage shed. You giggle and begin to walk
towards the shed. The owner of the strange hair flinches and runs away. You sigh, pushing some of your (h/c) hair off of your forehead.
Faliciano was sitting behind one of the storage sheds on the academy's complex, eating homemade pasta and reading a comic that Kiku had given to him. Suddenly, he heard humming. He went to the edge of the shed and looked out by the lake. There was a girl there. She wore the female school uniform for Hetalia Academy. It
Shredded coats and burning schools(SpainXReader)You sighed as you stared at the screen. It was that time of year and the biology class was covering dissection. Honestly, you couldn't care less and found the whole thing a huge waste of time. A movement of the corner of your eye made you perk up.Shredded coats and burning schools(SpainXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Antonio who was sitting next to you, had a huge grin on his face. Well not that the cheerful Spaniard looked any different from usual. He always did succeed in making you smile though, so when he pointed at the screen and mimed his own entrails being taken out, you had to bit your lip to keep from laughing.
Antonio's mouth hung open in faked horror as he stared at his 'cut' stomach and 'bloodied' hands, then he rolled his eyes to the back of his head and slumped in his chair. A giggle escaped you and he smiled in success.
The teacher snapped at the two of you, making you sit upright. Your neighbour merely shifted closer to you, his hand covering his mouth as he whispered to you. "Hey chica, I'm wondering, where did he keep all that, I mean th
A Second ChanceItalyxReaderA Second Chance2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Omg this is my first ItalyxReader so please don't give me mean comments, I'm very sensitive about this especially since this is my first fan fiction.
As I was walking down the meadow I usually go to whenever I want to be alone and relax, I spot a small figure sitting alone on a hill. I was very curious as to what it was; I was too far away to clearly see it. So, like any other person, I walked toward it. When I was close enough to get a good view I stopped in my tracks when I saw a girl sitting alone. Well she wasn't exactly sitting, she was lying down. But her eyes were closed so I guess she was asleep. She had (h/l) (h/c) hair, with (s/c) skin. She was also wearing a (fav/c) sundress with (fav/c) sandals (they could be wedges). Wow, she's really pretty I thought. However, I still wanted to know why she was here though. Not that I didn't want her here, I just wanted to know more about h
Rich!ItalyxMaid!Reader part 2Rich!ItalyxMaid!Reader part 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
Amanda lead you to a dark brown wooden door. You were starting to get curious on what was inside. Could it be a beautiful room to relax in or sleep in? Your question was going to be answered when Amanda knocked on the door.
"Master! The new maid has arrived!" Amanda called out to whoever was behind the door.
"Come in~!" You heard a deep but handsome voice. Amanda opened the door quickly and you both stepped inside. You gazed around in awe. The walls were covered in bright but a bit dull wallpaper. The windows were like the other windows you saw but these windows had fancy-looking violet curtains tied by two strong strings to be kept to the side. A few fresh plants were scattered around in the colorful room to give it a nature feel. At the far end of the room, there was a wooden desk with a dark brown haired man sitting behind it on a four-wheeled chair. The man had a few small curls on his messy hair and had darkish golden brown eyes. He had a bit of facial hair on his chin and on his
Italy x Reader - Spanish ClassesItaly x Reader - Spanish Classes3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You groaned in annoyance, laying your head in your Italian friends lap. He giggled and stroked your hair.
"Come on, _______! It's your fault for taking Spanish! Finish the work, Ve!" Feliciano chimed, his eyes closed as usual. You sighed.
You only joined Spanish because Feliciano was taking it, and he was only taking it because Lovino and Antonio made him. It was such a difficult language in your book, your only familiar with Germanic languages.
"I should have taken German..." You signed, crossing your arms over your chest, tiredly.
Feliciano shook his head, his curl bouncing away, "You should have taken ITALIAN!" Feli grinned, waving his arms around. You laughed at his cuteness.
"We don't learn Italian at school, silly!".
Feli was brilliant at learning languages. He was originally from Italy but he spoke perfect fluent English. He also knew a bit of Spanish (more than you, anyway), German, Latin and Portuguese. And he also wants to take lessons for Greek and Japanese. His favourite le
ItalyXReader: Pasta, Pasta, and more Pasta!ItalyXReader: Pasta, Pasta, and more Pasta!3 years ago in Settings More Like This
ItalyXReader: Pasta, Pasta, and more Pasta!
Only one thing could describe your kitchen. A disaster. There was all sorts of ingredients everywhere, on the floor, counters, stove, and even the walls. Guess who was in the middle of it all. "Feliciano Vargas!" you yelled in anger. Your yelling echoed throughout your whole house and Italy wasn't the only one who heard your yell.
"What the hell ragrazza quit yelling or-HOLY CRAPOLA WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR KITCHEN!" Romano yelled his mouth hanging open.
"What is going on?" Spain said popping out of nowhere. "Oh my," the Spaniard said while he gaped at the mess the kitchen was in.
"Waaah! I am-a so sorry I-a didn't mean to make-a so much mess! Please don't-a hurt me!" Italy cried as you stalk towards the Italian man. You looked up at him since you were two inches shorter then him. "__-______?" Italy said on the verge of tears. You raised your hand up in the air and Feli closed his eyes in fear. Suddenly you flicked his forehead with your finger.
Angel Kisses~ FelixReader [Kissingbooth story con]"Why the hell am I in charge of this?" you asked yourself again for the hundredth time.Angel Kisses~ FelixReader [Kissingbooth story con]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were currently standing at a booth next to Gilbert, the dancing idiot. And in front of you was a long line of people people who wanted a kiss from you.
No, it was not a real kiss. Thank goodness for that, but it was still disturbing and on the verge of being demeaning as to the way the idiots of the opposite sex (which sometimes surprised you, since sometimes they acted like aliens- or something else) treated you.
Gilbert, luckily, and somewhat to your extreme envy, had the members of the gentler sex- well, yours- in his line. (which was not that surprising) They would all coquettishly giggle and sometimes even faint (which made you shake your head in disapproval- we weren't that weak) while all you had was-
"honhon hon " you turned, almost paralyzed with disgust, to face Francis who was currently puckering his lips and making kissing noises.
"Dime," you said, with a stony smile, tryin
I'll make you some food (Depressed ItalyXReader)"(y/n), please I need your help. You need to help Feliciano! Please!" Lovino pleaded, his eyes watery. "Wh-what?" You were startled at his outburst and watched him worriedly. "Feliciano, well he, you know how Grandpa disappeared a while ago right?" You nodded, you knew how upset the two Italians were over it. Also you hadn't seen Feliciano after that.I'll make you some food (Depressed ItalyXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Well he's so torn, he wants to know where he is, if he's safe. But since then he, he hasn't eaten a lot. He's growing real thin and no matter what I do he won't eat, please (y/n)! I need your help!" He sunk to the floor, his hands wiping furiously at his eyes.
You felt your own eyes grow damp and you nodded at him. "I'll, I'll do anything." You replied, gulping to keep your tears from falling. Smiling in relief, he sniffled and got on to his feet. "Grazie!"
You followed Lovino to Feliciano's room and when he reached the second door in the upstairs hallway he turned to you. "I-I, I-a wanted to thank you, for coming. Nothing I say or do wi
ItalyXReader- Giorno del MatrimonioItalyXReader- Giorno del Matrimonio2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Giorno del Matrimonio.
"___, are you sure you want to go through with this?" Ludwig asked you, adjusting his collar.
You smiled warmly. "Yes Bruder, yes I do." you said before grabbing his hand.
"It's all for your happiness I suppose..." He smiled softly at you, something people would call rare but was regular when it was with family. He squeezed your hand gently and you linked your hand with his.
"Let's go." You said before moving some stray hair out of your eyes and wiping a few stray tears and walking through the two grand doors that separated you from the Church.
The Wedding march started and everyone started whispering 'It's starting!' 'She looks so pretty!' 'Aw! Lucky!' 'If no one can handle that guy, she can' and a whine from your oldest brother.
"___! Why didn't you choose me to walk you down the lane! You're so unawesome!" He cried; so unlike your older brother Gilbert but you could understand why he was like this.
You glared at your big brother and
Italy x Reader - That New Italian Boy"Welcome class, I'm Mrs. McKay and I'll be your English Teacher. Please take out your books and turn to page 23." My English teacher instructed. I groggily leaned over my chair and grabbed the heavy English textbook. English was my least favorite academic subject. The people in my class are disruptive, ignorant and just plain morons. Half of the class is in 'sleep mode' already! The teacher wasn't any better. Who lets their employees wear their track suit to class and have a cigarette in their hands? Let me tell you about English, it was boring, stupid and who even needs to learn about English anyway? We need lesser English in our school! That's the goodest plan I ever hear!  Will there ever be a way to make English at least a little fun?Italy x Reader - That New Italian Boy2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The first day of school is always the hardest. Even though it's just introducing us in my other classes, English is the only classes where you have to do classwork and have homework on the first day of school. Like right now, we're supposed to be d