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.
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
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)3 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
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 Pasta3 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
Kiss The Girl: Italy X Reader part 1Kiss The Girl: Italy X Reader part 13 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
Italy x Reader - Mia MargheritaItaly x Reader - Mia Margherita3 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
Italy x Reader: UmbrellaItaly x Reader: Umbrella3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Italy x Reader: Umbrella
You stared at a picture of yourself and your boyfriend you kept as your phone background. You had dated Feliciano Vargas for 2 years and he had made a promise that he would always be there for you. One day, you moved nearly half way across Europe and now lived in England. From your POV, it was nothing but cold, hard rain. You had to deal with it. Your parents moved here because of Lovino's attitude. You lived next to the Vargas brothers for several years, but Lovino always made some stupid comment about you and his brother dating. You parents had enough of him and moved away for this fact. They also got jobs in England which made you wonder which half was the truth.
Today, the sun shined brightly on every dull colored building in London. You hopped the steps trying not to slip on the puddles left behind by last night's rain. You carried an empty basket as you made your way down the sidewalk and nearly half way across London to find a food shop. Things were chea
Ti Amo (Italy X Reader)Ti Amo (Italy X Reader)3 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
May I Stay the Night with You?May I Stay the Night with You?May I Stay the Night with You?3 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
.:Request:. Italy X Reader - Shoulder to cry on.:Request:. Italy X Reader - Shoulder to cry on3 years ago in Drama More Like This
First Italy X Reader insert xD (Too many for Romano) Requested by Italy-PastaLove
I'm sorry if this suck or too short xD
This is not a songfic, the title is inspired by the song title "Shoulder to cry on" xD
Warning: Contain Bad language (Romano was here)
Third Person P.O.V
I'm going to confess to ________ today, I'm not coming to training \ (^o^)/
From Italy Veneziano with love"
Italy sent a message to Germany and went to ______'s house with Romano since he keep following him
"I wonder who it is" ________ opened her door and found the Italy brothers
"Ciao, bella" Italy greeted "I'm here to tell you something but fratello keep following me"
________ sighed "You're too overprotective, Romano"
"Dammit! I'm just worry that Italy might take you from me"
"Ve? Fratello, what do you mean?" Italy asked, slightly shivering because of his brother's
Italy x Reader ~ White FlagItaly x Reader ~ White Flag3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You sighed, squeezing the hand of the copper-haired man as you lay on the hospital bed. He was sobbing.
-Feli, it's fine. You said this over and over again, but both of you knew they were sweet nothings.
-B-But, ______, you're hurt! Wounded! Badly! All because of me! H-How are we supposed to--- Mmmf!
He didn't have a chance to finish his sentence as you pulled his face, covered in sweat, dust and tears and lay your lips on his. You knew it. It didn't need to be said out loud.
But it HAD to be done.
It was war. Great war. Between the Axis and the Allies. As you were part of the Axis, you had to join. But it wasn't as if you wouldn't do it anyway.
Because if you wouldn't, it would be Feliciano lying on the Hospital Bed right now, covered in wounds and bandages.
You have been shot by a Russian in the chest with salt bullets, and let me put this straight salt hurts AS HELL. You were still feeling the pain from it, but tried your best to keep a normal face when Feli
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!
The Most Beautiful (Painter!ItalyxServant!Reader)The Most Beautiful ThingThe Most Beautiful (Painter!ItalyxServant!Reader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"[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
(Chibi!Italy x Chibi!Reader) The Ball Room Dance(Chibi!Italy x Chibi!Reader) The Ball Room Dance3 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
Angel [Hetalia: Italy x Reader]"Please quit it, Feliciano," you muttered as you tried to focus on your book as you lay on your back on your bed under a nice comforter. It was freezing inside and outside of the house, seeing it was around December and there was a nice puffy layer of snow outside blanketing everything. Feliciano was bored again and had come around your house because Ludwig was on a business trip and Kiku was holed up somewhere as well, and was counting your toes.Angel [Hetalia: Italy x Reader]3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Vethis little piggy went to the market!" Feliciano sang happily, drawing a face on your first toe using permanent marker. It tickled, and you nudged away from him, moving your foot under the covers and glaring at him. He shrunk away, but still had that happy face on. He always had his happy face on around you. Then he grabbed your other foot and began to sing again, taking out the permanent marker.
"Quit it, please?" You sighed and moved your foot away after you had another smiley face on the other toe as well. Feliciano smiled widely,
ItalyxReader: The Christmas PresentLittle white snowflakes fell from the cloudy sky onto the busy streets of downtown of the city. People dressed in layers of clothing were bustling through the streets to shop for the perfect gifts for Christmas. One of them stood out of the crowd. A young teenage girl was covered in a blue winter coat, a yellow t-shirt underneath, a white scarf that's wrapped around her neck, purple earmuffs, green gloves, dark blue jeans and brown boots to keep her warm from the freezing temperature. Held between her gloved hands was the most beautiful Christmas present you have ever seen. A squared box wrapped in shiny green wrapping paper with red and white stripped ribbons, which looks like a candy cane, completed with a fancy white bow on top. The colors of the present showed the true colors of Christmas and the colors of her best friend. Or her... crush, you can say.ItalyxReader: The Christmas Present3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The female had (h/l) (h/c) hair and glittering (e/c) eyes. Her name was (Name). Now, you might be wondering where she's currently a
ItalyxReader WarmthItalyxReaderItalyxReader Warmth4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Ahhh finally done," you say to yourself, as you admired your work. Twelve roles of sushi lay in a stack, with other ingredients all around them. You had also made about forty hamburger patties, two batches of your famous chocolate chip cookies, three batches of blueberry muffins, and a [cake type/flavour] cake. All because you felt like doing a little cooking and/or baking.
You stuffed the rolls into the fridge and the burgers into the freezer, after cleaning up a bit. Then it hit you, it's passed midnight and it's garbage day tomorrow.
You rush around the house like a crazed maniac, while dumping all the little garbage cans around the house and random pizza boxes into one or two or three huge black garbage bags. Once the house was clear of trash, you opened the front door to bring them out to the curb. You drop the bags in shock when you see it.
Curled up on your front porch was a half-frozen boy around your age. He had light brown hair that looked like it ha
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' - REQUEST3 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
Europe Skies - Italy x ReaderEurope Skies - Italy x Reader3 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
ItalyXReader: Heat DazedItalyXReader: Heat Dazed3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I staggered across the end of the trail, sticky, pungent sweat dripping down my face. My breathing was fast and deep, desperate to rush oxygen to my body. My pulse beat a fast cadence on my neck. How was it almost 90 degrees out at only 9 in the morning? I was definitely glad I got my run in when I did. The forecast called for 100+ temperatures, not including the heavy humidity. Already it felt like I had been swimming through the thick air, rather than running through it.
I went over to my car, ready to get a drink of water. I was thirsty enough to have three whole bottles. I wiped my damp forehead with the bottom of my white cut-off shirt, the only part of my shirt not already soaked with the foul-smelling liquid.
As I neared my car, I saw a rather strange sight. There was a young, aburun-haired man running in the strangest outfit. It was a long-slee
North Italy x Reader - Cute'Hello?' You picked up your phone.North Italy x Reader - Cute3 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?
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
Italy x Reader- Let's Boil Hot Water~!Italy x Reader- Let's Boil Hot Water~!3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Pausing in front of the window, I watched as the rain poured down, pattering endlessly against the glass.
A shiver ran through me, imagining how frigid it was outside and I returned to the couch, slipping beneath the blankets and sighing, grateful for the warmth.
Suddenly, my feeling of cozy security was interrupted by a loud, vigorous knock at the door.
"[Name]!! Please open up! It's really cold out here!" A voice with a familiar accent begged from outside.
Climbing out of my comfy nest, I slipped on my slippers and quickly undid the locks, pulling the door open.
Standing before me, was my Italian friend, shivering and soaking wet, yet he still managed a weak smile.
"Feli!" I exclaimed, pulling him inside. "What are you doing out at a time like this? You could get sick."
He pulled me into a big hug, getting my pajamas all wet and laughed merrily. "I really wanted to visit you! But after I started out on my walk to your house, this big storm came! So I just kept going."
"Why?" I stared
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 Picking3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Snuggling In the Winter Italy X ReaderSnuggling In the Winter Italy X Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Italy." "Sė, bella?" "Why is your country so cold?" "Ve~ I told you that you shouldn't visit in the winter, mi bella!" "B-but this is the only time my boss let me have a vacation!"
You pouted, burying yourself deeper into the cocoon of blankets as Italy prepared lunch. [Oh we wonder what it is //sarcasm] Your boss was a nice person, but since you were getting into the economy with larger countries, you had to do more work. The Italian brothers and you had gotten pretty close since you became a country, so you decided to spend your vacation there. You had the choice of spending it in Northern Italy or Southern Italy; well, you had a big crush on Feliciano (N.Italy) and chose him. Romano knows of your crush, and tries his best to get his oblivious brother to see it and get you both together. You know the grumpy Italian wanted you as a little sister, though he always denies it. You were (c/n make up a name), a sunny, bright island that never snows and is always warm and nice. So you were
Mirror, Mirror - N.ItalyXReader"Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?" You mumbled, gently running your fingertips down the front of your mirror. "Certainly not me.." And with a sigh, you turned away from the mirror and paced about, trying to think of what you needed to do for the day.Mirror, Mirror - N.ItalyXReader4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
For whatever reason, you'd been distracted and down right upset lately. Maybe it was the work-load, maybe some stress, maybe how Italy was just so adorable and oblivious-- no! You shook your head rapidly from side to side, enough to give a person whip lash. "That can't be it.. It's not his fault, after all... And besides, it's not like I like him or anything...." You mumbled as you rake your fingers through your ______ colored hair. With another long sigh, you grab your bag and head out the door to face another long day.
"Alright... So this go here, and that belongs over here..." You say softly, trying to sort out the