(OOC) N. Italy x Reader: Pocky Passion
Once again, you found yourself daydreaming about him.
You probably looked rather silly, sitting there snuggled deeply into your couch, dreamy smile plastered onto your face. But what could you say? You were in love, after all.
Everything about him dominated your thoughts, 24/7. You were infatuated by every little thing he did. His sweet and adorable personality, his unconditional love for pasta, and even his little "vee~" at the end of practically every sentence. How could anyone not love him?
Well, most people "loved" him in a different way to you - at least, you hoped so. Your love was the "I-want-to-kiss-you-right-now" kind of love. You sighed, unwillingly bringing yourself down to reality. There was no way he'd kiss you as "more than friends", persay. He, being of Italian nature, would just assume you were being friendly, right?
A sudden banging noise aroused you from your daydreaming, causing your head to snap up sharply. Looking around for the source, you noticed that the front d
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
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You were walking to Italy's place to spend time with him, after all he was your best friend and beyond cute to refuse him. He always made you laugh with his cute behaviors. You still didn't understand why Germany was so stressed with him. Alright, maybe sometimes Italy was to loud and hyper, but it wasn't a reason to hate or ignore him. You finally reached his house and knocked on the door. The door opened to revel Italy's brother, Romano.
"Hi there, Romano!" you said with a smile. Romano just sighed in annoyance. Don't get it the wrong way, he liked you, but sometimes you were too much like the hyper Italian.
"Hey fratello bastardo! [Name] is here!" Romano yelled and Italy appeared in a second.
"Ve~...[Name]! I'm so happy that you're here!~" with that said he gave you a tight hug in which you returned. Romano just rolled his eyes and you giggled.
"So, Italy....What are we going to do today?" you asked him with a big happy grin.
"Ve~...Lets cook some pasta and maybe after that play out
FelicianoXReader Chocolate Pasta"Feliciano! Where are you hiding from me?!" you looked behind the window curtain. "Boo!" you shouted trying to scare him but to you shock he wasn't there. You then heard a noise coming from the broom closet next to the kitchen. You played it up; trying to trick him into thinking he was safe from your wrath.FelicianoXReader Chocolate Pasta2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Felicianoo! Are you in the..." you made ruffling noises with the curtains.
You then shouted, "Feliciano I give up, but when I find you, you’ll be in great trouble mister!" You tipped-toed towards the broom closet, slowly and quietly you reached for the handle. Waiting for your prey to feel safe.
"Ve." you heard Feliciano let out a sigh of relief.
It was the time to pounce; you opened the door slowly letting the light pour into the closet. Like in a horror movie Feli turned slowly. In mid slurp of the chocolate pasta you made him for tomorrow, which was Valentine's Day. There was chocolate sauce all over his f
Italy x Reader: ThunderstormsFeliciano VargasItaly x Reader: Thunderstorms1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You hammered your fist against the front door of the Vargas house; your hair was plastered to your scalp as the rain pelted you mercilessly from above. A grumpy looking Italian appeared at the door, opening it just wide enough for you to slip through before slamming it shut on the storm outside.
“You better have a bloody good reason for calling me out here Lovino.”
“Mi dispiace ragazza, but-” a deep roll of thunder interrupted him, closely followed by a painful shrieking. The man before you became noticeably more frustrated, rolling his eyes and gesturing for you to follow him.
All the furniture in the lounge had been rearranged to form a fort-like structure in one corner of the room. The long curtains were drawn, and the only movement was that of an odd yet familiar curl of hair that protruded from between the cupboard and the sofa upon which it had been precariously balanced.
“There was no way in hell I was calling the potato-
N. Italy x Reader: After Training Session"Again!" a heavy accented German yelled.N. Italy x Reader: After Training Session1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Yes, sir!" you complied without hesitation.
"And you!" the certain German pointed his index finger to the other soldier with light brown hair and a strange curl positioned at the right. "You will repeat one more time as well along with (Y/n)!"
"But, Ludwig…!" the Italian-accented male whined.
"Do you want to do 200 push-ups instead?!" Ludwig, the German whom the certain Italian called, shouted once again.
The Italian male whined one more time. "B-but…!"
"Enough complaints! You will not eat until you do another round!"
"Aww…!" The Italian gave up as he ran for another lap.
"And you!" Ludwig then pointed to another soldier. He seemed to be Japanese seeing that his features were black hair and a flatly-colored dark brown eyes and his skin color was that of an Asian. "You are done with your training. But don't get too carried away eating anything salty, Kiku!"
"Hai! I will not eat anything salty!" Kiku, the name that was called to
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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
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You were just getting home from work that evening when your phone rang in your back pocket. You answered the call, and smiled when you heard the happy Italian's voice on the other line. "Hi Italy!" You said automatically. "Ve~ ciao bella!" Feliciano answered. "Hey bella, can you come over and make pasta with me?" He asked innocently. You blushed, twirling the hem of your skirt idly. Italy was your friend, but more recently you had started to have other feelings towards him.
"Of course, Feliciano! I would love to!" You exclaimed happily. "Okay ______, see you at my house in ten minutes!" He said cheerfully, hanging up the phone. You rushed into your closet and changed into a simple (f/c) sundress and matching sandals. You brushed your teeth once again that day, and let your silky (h/c) hair hand down your back.
Lucky for you, Italy lived next door.
"Hi, ______!" Italy laughed, ushering you inside his house. You were brought straight into the kitchen, wh
.:Request:. Italy X Reader - Shoulder to cry on.:Request:. Italy X Reader - Shoulder to cry on2 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
2p! Italy x Reader: Fix youFreezing rain pricked his skin, goosebumps appeared all across his uncovered arms. Magenta eyes glared daggers at the wet concrete that his feet carried him across. As he walked through the deserted streets, his heart began to feel heavy and he, himself, began to feel hollow. Every where he'd turned there she was. He saw her at every corner, at every turn of every street. She was always on his mind. Every inch held her gaze, her smile, her laugh, her everything imprinted, embedded into it. Her name was on the tip of his tongue. Teeth came down on his tongue, before he could utter her name, the one word that would break him. The one word that had turned his entire world upside down. '________.'2p! Italy x Reader: Fix you2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"La odio." His lips curled up into a sneer as he growled the words. Hate filled his entire being; it circulated through his veins. He felt the malice in the very core of his black soul. "Come hai potuto farmi questo?"
(How could you do this to me?)
He hissed as drops slipped do
Italy x Reader -I have that too-Italy x Reader -I have that too-2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Italy x Reader
-I have that too-
That freaking thing has been bugging you for soooooo long it wasn't even funny! You sighed alsmost desperatly as yet another one of your efforts went to waste.
"Damn Kiku and his amazing secret keeping skills..." You pout as you plop on the chair at your desk. You stare at the wall in front of you. It was covered with pictures of your childhood friend... And the object of your current puzzlement. THE CURL. That freaking thing has been on your mind ever since you met the happy Italian and that same fascination has recently turned into an obcession.
"What in the world does it do?" You once poked it and Feliciano had the most interesting reaction but never explained it to you. You tried asking Ludwig but the damn German just gaped at you blushing and left it at that! How rude was that? Then you tried your luck with his brother only to be bombarded with mighty colourful language (wich you ignored partially because you had a similar l
Man to Man N.ItalyxReader One Shot(F/N) had dated Ludwig for the past three years and they had been broken up for sometime now. She had recently begun to date Feliciano, one of Ludwig's closest and dearest friend's. Of course the German was furious about their relationship, as anyone in his position would rightfully be. He had to watch as the Italian kiss the lips that he himself had kissed over a thousand times. Feliciano was over at Ludwig's apartment when the latter of the two began to yell at him. He was sick of being yelled at for making (F/N) happy, for this wasn't the first time.Man to Man N.ItalyxReader One Shot2 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Und how could you do zat to me? You know I love her!" Ludwig was red faced as he stared down at his supposed best friend, hoping to scare him into leaving (F/N). He was surprised when Feliciano stood up to him, that had never happened. His eyes met Ludwig's blue eyes, despite the height difference and his were smoldering with anger.
"You're a-throwing around a lot of serious accusations. It's not too-a hard to tell what you're insinuat
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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
Italy x Reader: Pretty PicturesYou slipped into the hallway, the hall pass in your hand making you grin. Not being in class was one of the coolest feelings in the world. You strolled down the long passage, in no rush to get to your destination, since getting there meant you would have to go back to class shortly afterwards.Italy x Reader: Pretty Pictures2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Your destination was supposedly the ladies restroom, but you planned to make a stop at the vending machines on the way there. The snickers bar was practically calling to you…
“Ve~! _______!” You turned to see a bouncy Italian halfway through the process of glomping you, his feet leaving the ground and his arms outstretched for a hug.
“Feli-!” You squeaked as he finished the hug, almost knocking you over. He rubbed his face on yours like a cat, making soft “Ve… Ve..!” noises.
“_______! Where are you going?” He asked expectantly, looking up at you with his big amber eyes. You laughed, the days where him being so close to you would make y
Italy X Reader JealousyFeli. Moaning. Panting. Whimpering. All that so helplessly that it was straight adorable. But unfortunately, the poor guy was in pain, having a terrible, throbbing headache at the moment. He didn't even get out of bed that day, and since Ludwig had work to do, so the heroic act of babysitting hungover Feli was given to you to perform.Italy X Reader Jealousy10 months ago in Romance More Like This
Sitting on the edge of the bed, you stroked his cheek and played with his hair gently, since he said it helped him to feel better. "How did you end up like this?" You wondered, not really expecting him to answer, since he was so half dead. "We were..." He started speaking softly and weakly, forcing out those small words that rather came out as soft whimpers. " With Lovino... We... Ugh... Went out for a few drinks... And there were pretty girls... And so..." You shook your head with a small smile on your face, and continued playing with his hair. "Shh... Just rest then. Try to sleep, maybe you'll see your pretty girls again." Oh, that silly, satisfied smil
Italy x Reader (Christmas Special)Bang! Bang! Bang!Italy x Reader (Christmas Special)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"____!!! Open up, ve~!! Please!!!" a panicky voice spoke from the other side of your main door, making you jump in shock. You immediately recognized who the person was, getting up from the couch to open the door. Instead of a normal 'hello', you were greeted by a huge bear hug.
"____! I was-a so scared! England was chasing me so I ran and ran and ended up here! And it's-a cold outside!" Italy, your one and only friend, cried as he nuzzled his face into your chest. You rolled your eyes and sighed, patting his hair in attempts of calming him down. Why did you have such a weird friend?
How your friendship began was strange indeed, especially since you were currently isolating your country. It started out as a normal day for you- that is until you realized a figure sleeping in your lawn. You cautiously approached the person with a pistol in your handgun holster, and judging by his appearance, he was not from your country. He looked rather familiar though... perhaps you sa
Assassin!ItalyxReader-Part 1- The PickpocketYou looked out over the usually busy streets of Constantinople. This was your pitiful life. Living as a pickpocket had never been the life you would choose, but it was you. You had worked alone for your entire life, preferring solitude rather than a large faction, which most thieves gravitated towards. After regretfully reflecting on your lifestyle, you exhaled a long, drawn-out sigh. Crouching on the ledge of one of the city's large buildings, you gingerly set a hand down on the stone to support yourself as you peeked over the edge. Not too far of a drop down. Too bad leaping straight down wasn't where your target was located. You then proceeded to look up, over a few more heavily-crowded streets, to a merchant irritatingly shouting about the rugs he was selling. He was a large man, dressed in the stereotypical Italian merchant garb. You gave a sickened frown, this man was the living definition of annoying. Too bad for him you were about to ruin his day.Assassin!ItalyxReader-Part 1- The Pickpocket2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Giving a quick sweep of the ar
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You were taking a trip to Italy for a vacation. The most beautiful place to you though you know many other places are like that. When you got from the plane a crowd of guys surrounded you telling you how pretty you are. You never got that at your home. You couldn't even get a date. So you took a trip to Italy to rest your mind for christmas before school started again. You walked down the paved room. All you heard was music and people being cheerful. You felt happy like you could do anything now. You got a hotel and headed out to see what Italy was like.
You went to a restaurant and when you were eating you saw a boy running. "AHHHHHHH!!!! IT'S ARTHUR!!! LUDWIG HELP!!!!" he hid under your table. You blushed and jolted a little from that. You looked under the table and saw him shaking. "Are you okay?" you asked wondering if he was okay. He saw you "Wow! Your prettier than the girls I've seen you must be an angel sent from heaven!" that made you blush tomato red. "I'm sorry for hiding."
[Request] North Italy x Sick! ReaderNorth Italy x Sick! Reader: Everything is cured with tomato soup![Request] North Italy x Sick! Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You coughed loudly, trying to cough up a bit of the slime that was stuck in your throat, but with no success. You still felt terrible and exhausted. Your eyes - swollen and red from crying – felt horrible and your throat felt as if it was literally on fire. Your head hurt lots; making you unable to get out of bed all day. You groaned and buried your face into the pillow. Even though you were sick it was still very lonely with no one around; if only Feliciano was here. His cheery and cute personality would really be comforting right now. It was true that sometimes Feliciano was a bit too cheery and happy; but it couldn’t bother you. Feliciano was the sweetest boy you’d met, always making pasta for you and the rest of the Axis. You rested the left side of your face on the pillow, looking over at the clock. It was only 12 AM, you were still lying in bed; you didn’t eat since the sight of food disgust
Italy x Reader: Time"[Name], I need you to meet someone." Your cousin said after walking in through the front door with a smaller figure next to him. You slipped a bookmark into the magazine you were reading and set it on a nearby coffee table as you slid your feet off the futon. Curiously, you looked up at your cousin as you walked toward him.Italy x Reader: Time2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Since you lived with your cousin, it wasn't unusual for him to walk into your house because he owned the place after all. He took you in after both your parents died two years ago when you were about eleven years old. Since then, it had always been the two of you living together. However, this was the first time he had such a calm yet urgent tone when bringing over a guest.
"What is it?" You asked him and turned your attention to the Italian boy next to him. He was about your age with medium brown hair and pale skin. His amber eyes were downcast but looked blank as he stared at the ground. You noticed he was wearing a coat that was several sizes too big for him and
Italy x reader- What I learned from big brother You were over your buddy Feliciano's house. You loved coming there when you were lonely, hungry, or just plain bored. He was so much fun to be around. He always kept a smile and he was just so innocent.Italy x reader- What I learned from big brother2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Bella! I made you a bowl of pasta!", he called to you, walking from the kitchen with two bowls in hand.
"Cool, Feli! So where were you Yesterday?"
"I went to my big brother Francis' house! He read me a book"
"You went all the way to your brothers house...for him to read you a book?", you asked giving him a weird, confused look.
"Yeah! I haven't seen him in awhile and and wanted too"
"Oh...kay...then...What did he read you?"
"It was a big book with alot of big words I didn't know!", he explained to you.
"Like what kinds of words"
"He told me what 'sexual act' means", he responded and you started choking on your food. "(name)! Are you ok?!"
"I'm sorry. What word did he teach you? I don't think I heard you right", you asked once again, coughing.
"A sexual act",
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
~Represent~ An Italy x Reader One Shot~Represent~ An Italy x Reader One Shot1 year ago in Drama More Like This
So this story is written for all of you that have been through, or are currently going through bullying. I wrote this for my sister
who, at the moment, is having these issues. Warning: characters are very OOC in order to fit their places in the story. For
extra feels, listen to this song while reading. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qqEiG5-sBxQ
A kid came up to me now just the other day
And asked me if I thought about what I would say
If everything came crashing down on top of me
How would I stay torn?
You would have never guessed it, but during all the long days you spent at your lunch table alone, there was always
someone watching you out of the corner of his eye. Feliciano Vargas, captain of the soccer team and on the school's most
popular list. Now, mind you, he was in a class completely opposite of you. He had girls swooning left and right for him
while people sprinted away from you. You were a loner, pe
ItalyxReader - Mint Chocolate Chip and Sketches“Would you like anything for dessert?”ItalyxReader - Mint Chocolate Chip and Sketches9 months ago in Romance More Like This
You looked up at the waiter and smiled as you answered,” Yes, can I please have some mint chocolate chip ice cream?” The waiter nodded once, writing your order down before smiling and walking towards the kitchen. You watched him for a second before you turned your head and looked out the window, your eyes following a group of women who were looking at the menu inside the window. You smiled softly when they pointed something out and jumped up excitedly before running into the ice cream shop you were sitting in. You kept looking out the window, but you could hear the women ordering some ice cream up at the counter.
You took a second to note that they’d never been in the ice cream shop before, and you would know. After all, you came to the shop every day after your last class at the local college. There were a few reasons why you did so, one of them being the fact that it w
N.Italy x Reader- Weird Little HabbitsN.Italy x Reader- Weird Little Habbits2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
N.Italy x Reader
Weird Little Habits
"Ve~ You're-a so cute when you-a do that, ______!"
I pout and looked away from the cute Italian, trying to hide my blush while struggling to keep it at bay. 'He's making fun of me. But I love it when he does that. UGH. Why am I so weird?'
"Hehe, I'm gonna do it again bella~"
"N-No! Don't it's embarassing Ital--"
I was cut off when I felt sand pour out from Italy's hands and onto my sensitive skin. I shuddered and closed my eyes.
Well, to tell the truth, I'm a girl with weird.. 'Habits'. If you're kind enough to call it a 'habit'. You might say that "NAW, I MUST BE WEIRDER THAN YEW~"
Think again. Here is a list of my weirdest 'habits'. I listed only 5 out of 50.
1) Everytime I spot someone yawning, I start biting my nails.
2) After eating, I always have an urge to curl my toes.
3) I always start my laughs with a snicker, and end it with a snort.
4) When someone tickles me, I chirp. YES, chirp.
5) When someone pours sand over my legs and feet,