ItalyxReader Marry Me, Dammit! by forevergotenandbra, literature
Literature
ItalyxReader Marry Me, Dammit!
ItalyxReader
Marry Me, Dammit!
"_______, will you marry me?" Your Italian boyfriend was on his knees before you in your local park. You had been dating for nearly three years. You sighed. Dammit, Feli! How many times do I have tell you this? This had been the third time he asked you, of course he would ask in public. His amber eyes were full of hope and a small crowd of nosey people began to form. You knelt to his level and kissed him before leaning into his ear.
"Feli, the answer is 'no'! Why do you keep asking?" You whispered in his ear. When you pulled away, you thought that the wimpy Italian would burst into tears. You pulled him
Fratello, What Is Sex? by Free-Beloved-Army, literature
Literature
Fratello, What Is Sex?
"Fratello, fratello!" Lovino Vargas groaned softly as his brother's high-pitched voice broke through his carefully constructed concentration. The careful concentration that had taken the elder Vargas brother over an hour to build, much to his irritation. He had an upcoming test the following week, and the younger male had shattered his much needed focus in less than a millisecond! It was in moments such as this when Lovino found himself wishing murder was legal.
"What do you want, Feliciano?" The younger of the pair was bouncing anxiously on the balls of his feet by now, completely oblivious to the death glare he was currently receiving from
Misplaced Fears England x North Italy by TransformersG1fan271, literature
Literature
Misplaced Fears England x North Italy
He had always feared England. At first glance, the short island nation looked rather comical, with his short stature, and gigantic bushy eyebrows. But those who knew him were well aware that the nation was not one to be underestimated. Behind his polite gentleman persona, hid a blood-thirsty ex-pirate, who used to plunder and murder for sport. This was the man who he feared, afraid that if he made the wrong move, the killer would re-emerge, and wreak his bloody havoc once more. It is because of this fear; he always avoided the ex-empire, even taking to hiding behind stronger countries, like America or Russia.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~General P.O.
Freedom: Pirate!England X Reader by sunnyh625, literature
Literature
Freedom: Pirate!England X Reader
_______ sat upright in bed, cold sweat dripping down the side of her face. Lightning flashed purple and the booming thunder followed. She sighed and threw off the silk covers, ‘Just another damn nightmare’, she thought and walked over to her balcony window. ______ loved storms, she loved rain, she loved pretty much anything wild and free. Being the princess and heir to the throne of England, she was expected to be everything but free. It was going to be her 19th birthday in a couple of days also meaning that her stepmother was going to marry her off to some suck up noble’s son and bare children. She shuddered furiously
For his Doitsu - RussIta by Evil-Overlord-Laharl, literature
Literature
For his Doitsu - RussIta
Italy heaved a sigh as he soaked a cloth in Germany's kitchen sink. He squeezed it out and went back into the living room, where the other Nation was lying on the couch sleeping. He put on a smile as he carefully placed the cloth on the blonde's forehead as he figured it would give a better aura and help Ludwig sleep well. He sighed again as he gently stroked Germany's hair "Ve~~ I hope you feel better soon, Doitsu~" he whispered.
"Ahh, Comrade Italy~" a voice sounded with an almost melodic tone, lips pressed into a familiar smile. The figure to whom the voice belonged stepped forward, the sound of his boots echoing slightly against the roo
"Gilbert! Gilbert!" Called Ivan, while walking through the long corridor of his house.
He was looking for his pet, a small white-fur rabbit, with big red eyes and long ears, named Gilbert by the Russian.
The reason for that name was simple, just like the reason why he kept a rabbit as a pet: He missed the real Gilbert.
The Prussian had left Ivan's house a long, long time ago, and since then the Russian had felt lonely because now he didn't have the person he loved the most by his side. Then, to fight against this loneliness, he decided to keep a rabbit with him; the animal which most resemble
HetaOni: The Story Continues 1 by Sinnafain, literature
Literature
HetaOni: The Story Continues 1
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Read the description if you want to see this continued.
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Prussia, Germany, and Japan stood in a rough semicircle around Italy's pale corpse, laid out on one of the beds in the safe room. His hands were folded loosely on his chest, a white rose between them. No one had wanted England to waste what little power he had left on something so useless, but he had insisted and none of them could stop him.
"What should be our priorities?" Japan asked quietly.
"To put it simply, it should be 'to escape' or 'Spain and Romano,' right? Italy is "
Germany couldn'