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a/n: ok, short and sweet. c/n = country name, enjoy! ^^
You were good friends with Chibitalia, but when Prussia began attacking your country, you had to leave to defend it. The thing was, is that you also lived in Austria's house but you weren't in there as often as you'd like to because Prussia would just not stop with his surprise attacks. And what made it even worse was that France and Spain chose to join in on the attacks every other surprise attack.
"Kesekesekese, Chibi(c/n) will be under the awesome rule of Prussia either way Austria." You heard Prussia say through the closed door.
"Nien. Chibi(c/n) is happy where s
CIRL 2P!ItalyxReader"What the hell," you muttered, sitting in the midst of what looked like an explosion of screws, bolts, and bits of wood. That's right, my friend, you had just bought an IKEA desk earlier today against your better judgment and were now working on putting it together.More Like This
And failing miserably.
"How the heck does screw A4 fit into hole H6?!" you shrieked, about to throw the pieces into the wall. You were quite surprised that you hadn't ripped the diagrams and instructions into millions of pieces by now.
"Whoever designed these shitty things must have been a sadist," you determined, glaring darkly at the paper that was supposed to be helping you.
2P!Italy x Reader - Stalker2p!Italy x Reader StalkerMore Like This
You where walking home from school. You smiled to yourself, 'One more week left!' You thought to yourself. 'One more week of school left!' You thought again.
But little did you know, someone was following you along in the bushes with a dark, crooked smile on his face "She's mine " He whispered to himself before he lunged one of his arms out and pulled you in the bushes with him, you tried to scream for help but he quickly covered your mouth, "Shhh It's okay bella ______." He licked his lips, before roughly kissing you with force.
"How the fuck do you know my name?!" You pushed him aw
Big Sister Belgium x Little Reader New HomeMore Like This
"Stupid bitch!" Your ever but so loving sister yelled tossing you against the wall because you forgot to do one of her chores around the house. Your sister has never showed any liking to you since you were born. Your sister was always conceited with herself and everybody loved her so much until you came into the picture. All she ever does is bully you. You would tell your mother and father about this but she would frame you for something she did to blackmail you and your parents believed her!
You always wanted someone to look up to. You wanted your sister to be nice. You looked up to your mother and father since they never bullied y
2pItaly x Reader - BullyMore Like This
Feliciano Vargas was a changed man. His eyes were a peircing purple, yet still beautiful. His hair was a dark burgundy.
He might've not been the Feliciano you fell in love with, but he was still so sweet to you...and a dick to others, like Lovino.
The Italian had a more punk swagger to him. Instead of you two holding hands, you'd just loop your arms together, Feliciano's hand never leaving the pocket of his dark jeans.
And, for some reason, people looked at you when you were with your Italian lover. A lot.
Pretty damn weird.
School was just released. After saying your good-byes to your friends for the weekend, you found your way out of t
Cradle Robber ~BabyReaderX2PHetalia Ch.18This is how Arthur and Alfred came to the 2p world and found name.More Like This
After the day America had given [Name] the handkerchief England had been working non-stop night and day on trying to find [Name's] location. England's eye became dark and baggy from lack of sleep. He was determined to get back [Name] so he could tell her, show her how much he loved her and apologize for denying her for so long. Tears pricked the edges of his sleep deprived eyes as he search for [Name] non-stop.
"England...."mumbled the concerned voice of America who peeked through his cracked door.
"America... What is it?"England asked as he turned to face him.
"Please take a break. You've been down here for days. Come eat something."he said as he walked into the room.
"I can't! Don't you want [Name] back as soon as possible?!"England yelled as he went back to his work.
"I do want her back! But I don't want to lose you either."America shouted back only to get yelled at.
EURO CUP 2012: RomanoxReader You cheered as You saw Romano go out into the field. His brown hair blowing as he ran out, causing his curl to bounce. He then stood there with the rest of the Italian team singing "Il Canto degli Italiani." You proudly sang a-long, supporting your boyfriend in every way. After they all went to their places on the field, the whistle blew. You watched intensely as the ball was dribbled, passed, and punted.More Like This
Suddenly, a goal was scored by Spain. The Spanish crowd went wild cheering, hugging and shaking their fists in the air. You stood there silent, but clapped for the other team. You spotted Romano, cursing under his breath, wishing he did better on defense. The crowd quieted down a little as they continued the game.
Soon Spain had received another goal. You heard the stands bang from the standing and cheering. You stared worriedly at Romano as you saw him rubbing his face. Again, the game continued for a
CIRL DenmarkxReaderYou weren't sure yet if you felt like braving what looked like a November snow storm to get to class. I mean, you only had one class today, so was it really worth it to leave the sanctuary of your home? Did you really want to risk life and limb in order to get to a class that only lasted an hour and fifteen minutes? Were you really okay with risking your health and personal safety for a greater education? Why were you still asking yourself questions? The answer had been a definite no from the start.More Like This
So, not regretting your decision at all, you went into your kitchen to make some hot chocolate and grab a piece of cake from the fridge. As the
Hetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven SeborgaMore Like This
You feel around the hat for a moment until you run your fingers across something hard and smooth. You pick it up to find a seashell. An unfamiliar face walks up to you and takes your hand. "Hi there, I'm Seborga." A sweet smile covered his face.
"Oh man, another Italian. Every time one of you guys get picked bad things happen. Why don't you just start off in my spare room dudes?" America seemed less than excited about letting you two into the closet.
"I have no idea what you're talking about. But I'm not going to let you take my time with a beautiful girl away from me, that's for sure." Seborga gave your hand a sweet squeeze and