Artificial Flowers [ItalyxReader]It was no secret that the art department and the chemistry department couldn't really understand each other. But that wasn't a reason to say that chemistry was the most boring thing in the world. Chemistry can have a beautiful side as well, and you would show them.
Well, more like you would show HIM. Feliciano Vargas, a professor at the art derpartment. Whenever you talked to him it seemed that he was bored, always looking away or changing the topic.
Were you really that uninteresting? You wanted him to look at you, smile at you, to ki--
As you prepared everything for 'project', you blushed. Did you really think that last part? You would lie, if you said that he wasn't attractive, but did you really like him like that?
Shaking your head at that preposterous thought, you got some beakers out of the cupboard. You put them onto the table and poured water into them, about one centimetre high.
*He'll surely like it...*
You smiled a bit to yourself as you took out the white round filters. In
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
Not just a fan pt 1/2 (ComedianItalyXBlindReader)Feliciano smiled, the flowers in his arms jostling slightly as the lift stopped. Gazing at the flowers, he wondered if Lovino would like them, heck if he’d even open the door when he would come to visit. They were red carnations, so he should like them but you never knew with Lovino, he could throw one of his infamous tantrums at the drop of the hat.Not just a fan pt 1/2 (ComedianItalyXBlindReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
His eyes flickered across the names telling him who was in each hospital room. A door that was slightly ajar came up next and he heard what sounded like his voice. Feliciano blinked in surprise, finding that it really was his voice, though it was crackly.
He leant on the door frame and saw the radio out of which presumably ‘he’ was talking. Chuckling, he recognised one of his earliest shows and smiled at the memories that flooded into his mind.
He curiously checked the name on the door, not seeing the tenant. (F/n) (l/n) he read. It had a nice ring to it, as did the melodious laugh when his former self told the punch line
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
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
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]3 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
ItalyxReader Insert: Stalking (One Shot)ItalyxReader Insert: Stalking (One Shot)3 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
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)3 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
Rain (RomanoXReader)Rain.Rain (RomanoXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Water droplets falling from the sky - you didn't care what people called it, it was beautiful. Amazing, wonderful, just a a spectacular sight to see wherever you are. Hurricane, typhoon, any natural disaster involving rain was just wonderful. So it wasn't weird when you suddenly zoned out during one of your boyfriend's rants when it started to lightly drizzle outside your window.
" and that bastard has the nerve to just - just come up to me and start throwing fucking insults at me, and, and I couldn't just stand there while that - that stupid brother stealing sonofabitch insults my entire being! Ugh, why the hell does Feliciano have to date that guy?! He's just so - so (Name), are you even listening?!" You finally snapped out of your trance at watching the droplets hit your window that you turned to face a very angry Italian. His hazel eyes were narrowed in frustration and anger and his mouth set in a frown. Well, he was always a
Cantarella - Romano x ReaderRomano x ReaderCantarella - Romano x Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Music played softly and smoothly in the background, the standard constant drone of people's voices covering the lovely songs. The sound of cloth rustling against cloth and shoes tapping on the hard floor was present as well, blocking out even more of the music and becoming distracting.
Well, everything was distracting, really. The people with their colorful costumes and styled hair and voices, all hiding their faces with decorated white masks, making them mysterious and creepy. The gargantuan size of the room, with candelabra and chandeliers everywhere, and the large displays of dancing and food all over.
You were glancing from object to object as your unknown partner swirled you around the dance floor. You did not know who he was, nor did you really care. Just some polite young man who had asked for a dance.
And then your eyes caught sight of him. Of that man.
An olive-skinned face with auburn hair falling teasingly into his hazel eyes. He had
Italy x Reader - Ferris Wheel KissItaly x Reader - Ferris Wheel Kiss3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This was the worst day ever!!! You found out your boyfriend was cheating on you for three straight months and he broke your heart. You didn't want to talk to anyone but your crush, after your boyfriend stopped really hanging with you, Feliciano. You saw him in the library reading "A Tale of Two Cities", you decided to walk over to him.
"I never thought you would read such a book." You said in a cheery humorous voice, your mouth curved into a big smile, which made Feliciano very happy.
"Mi bella, don't you look beautiful today? How is it, your day?" Feli asked and your smile turned into a frown. You slumped into a seat to hide your sadden face from Feliciano but he took you by the hand and left the library.
"Now, will you tell me what's wrong, bella? What happened?" Feli took a finger and lifted your face to look at his, you blushed a little and knew you couldn't lie to the man.
"Its...my boyfriend, well, my Ex boyfriend. He has been cheating on me for the last three months
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-Contest3 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
ItalyxReader- Truth or DareItalyxReader- Truth or DareItalyxReader- Truth or Dare3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I do not own Hetalia. Full credit of Hetalia goes to Hidekaz Himaruya.
However I do own this story and I would appreciate your comments on this. Thanks for reading
(e/c) -> eye colour
(h/c) -> hair colour
_____ -> enter name here
Your eyes were glued to the TV screen in front of you. You were over at Italy's place to watch the first part of Pirates of the Caribbean for it was your favourite film. You were sitting on a comfy chair in a small dark room in his huge house; he was lying on his bed. The previous day he hurt his foot during Germany's training. Noone was there except for you.
"You'll always remember that as the day, that you almost caught Captain Jack Sparrow!"
The advertisements begun. You growled in disapprove for it has been the fifth time the film was stopped. You closed your eyes slamming your head against the headrest of y
CM: Italy x Reader: Art Lessons-Lately you've been taking art lessons at your academy and enjoyed it very much. Having been left there by your parents it was the only class you looked forward to. Not only was it because you enjoyed art but it also was the teacher.CM: Italy x Reader: Art Lessons3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
-He was your age but since they were low on teachers he took the pleasure of being the teacher. He was sweet in every way possible: he always helped you whenever you needed it, used a kind tone when teaching, explained things in a gentle manner and best of all he understood you.
-You sat in your chair you were quietly sketching a small girl in a meadow of flowers since it was Friday which meant you could draw whatever you wanted. Little did you know that Italy was behind you watching you. He happened to notice that you were having trouble drawing the girls face.
"Let me help you with that." Italy said as he held your hand.
-You jumped up a little at the sound of his voice but relaxed whenever he held your hand.
"You want to give her a calm serene loo
ItalyxReader: The Christmas PresentItalyxReader: The Christmas Present2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Little 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.
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
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
Discovering the Pompeiian lovers (ItalyXReader) The Italian heat beat down on your neck and back, almost weighing you down with the rays of the boiling sun. You rubbed your forehead, a trail of dust trickling down your skin now it had been moistened by your sweat. The stuffy gloves you were wearing were stiflingly hot, but you couldn’t do without them.Discovering the Pompeiian lovers (ItalyXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sighing in relief when the bell sounded for the break, you gently set down your tools on a grubby piece of cloth after quickly sweeping the dirt from them. The peak of the day, midday in other words, was too hot for anyone to work the way you were without getting sunstroke or being badly dehydrated. So you and your team of archaeologists took a siesta to regain your strength during that time every day.
“And? Find-a anything yet?” You heard a voice say, coming from behind you. As you rubbed a towel around your sweaty neck, you looked over your shoulder and smiled as you saw the bubbly Italian standing over you with a bottle of iced water in hi
ItalyXReader - Let's Boil Hot Water"AAAHH!!"ItalyXReader - Let's Boil Hot Water3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The bags of shopping fly out of your hands as you hurtle forwards and land headfirst on the hard pavement. Who put that banana skin there?! Your groceries spill across the paving slabs, collapsing into a massive mess that you know is going to take you a good ten minutes to pick up. You thump the pavement with your clenched fist and sigh heavily, and it's about a second afterwards that you feel the raw pain in your knees. Heaving yourself up, you prop your legs up to take a look at them and notice that where there once was radiant pink skin there are now two awful bloody grazes. "Damn it."
"______?" You hear a familiar voice from a few feet away from you, and looking up you catch sight of your blonde German friend Ludwig. His hair is greased back as usual, and his blue eyes look down on you in a concerned manner.
"Hey, Ludwig," you say flatly.
"What happened here?" asks Ludwig in his heavy German accent, and bends over to attempt to help you pick up the shopping.
"No, it's oka
Not just a fan pt 2/2 (ComedianItalyXBlindReader)You smiled, playing with your fingers as you listened yet again to the reruns of Feliciano’s show. This particular one was about how he tried to learn how to dance, though his Japanese friend wasn’t that great of choice to be his dance-partner.Not just a fan pt 2/2 (ComedianItalyXBlindReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Humming along to Feli’s singing you wondered what it’d be like to dance. Well for that, you supposed, I’d have to be able to see. Or have someone I could trust no matter what.
“Bella!” You perked up and beamed as Feliciano’s footsteps entered the room. “How’ve you been bella?” His voice came closer to you when he hugged you tightly, smiling when you wrapped your arms around his neck.
“Better now that you’re here!” You chirped, grinning at him. He smiled back and chuckled sheepishly as he heard himself talk on the radio again. “You’re listening to this old stuff again?”
Nodding vigorously, you giggled. “Of course! Also this one is good. The
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,
Request-Of scarves and colds [RomanoxReader]Ah, dammit! W-Why must it be so c-cold...?"Request-Of scarves and colds [RomanoxReader]3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Do you want to borrow my scarf, Lovi?" you asked your grumpy friend. You cared for Lovino deeply, and didn't want him to get sick.
"R-Ragazza... T-That's a nice offer, but... no thanks."
"If you say so... Well, there's my apartment complex. See you on Monday!"
"C-Ciao...", and with that he left, still shivering from the cold.
"Thank you for shopping with us! Have a nice weekend!" the cashier of the sewing shop said, and put your purchased things into a white plastic bag.
As you stepped outside you were met with the cold autumn air. Fortunately, you wore a thick jacket and a wool scarf, so it wasn't that bad.
*But what about him, he's probably freezing to death right now...*
With that thought in mind, you went back to your flat.
Italy X Reader: Hug dayItaly X Reader: Hug dayItaly X Reader: Hug day3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You turn your head away from your new friend Elizaveta and looked across the table to find your best friend and long-time crush, Feliciano, waving his hand frantically in the air, sitting with Kiku and Ludwig.
Feliciano gets up out of his chair and finds his way over to the chair next to you and takes a seat in it with his signature smile on his face.
Elizaveta gets out of her chair and pushes it in, "I need to go to talk to Roderich. Bye __________," you stand up and hug Elizaveta and sit back down in your chair while Elizaveta goes off to talk to Roderich, leaving you with the hyper Italian.
You turn so that your body is facing Feliciano, "Whats up Feli?"
He blushes at the nickname you call him by, "Do you-a want to have-a some-a Pasta with-a me-a som
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
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