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Italy x Pregnant!Reader: Confess Italy was going to be home in a few hours from his day, and you were definitely ready to tell him the news. You were a bit nervous. You hoped he'd be as excited as you would, but you couldn't be too sure about it. You sat down on the couch and waited. Soon you heard the door open and footsteps coming closer to the living room. You put on a confident smile and watched as Italy came in.
"Hello, bella!" he said cheerfully.
He sat down, looking tired from the day. You moved closer to him and he put his arm around your shoulders. You snuggled closer to him. How am I supposed to bring it up?, you thought. You suddenly got an idea and hoped that it would work. If this didn't, you didn't know what would!
"So, Feli...", you began. Maybe you could work up to it. He looked over at you curiously.
"What... What do you think of children?"
He looked confused at the question, but answered nonetheless.
Germany x Dead!Reader: Ghost Germany still remembered the night she died. The most beautiful and understanding person he'd ever met, and he didn't even have the chance to tell her how he'd felt. Of course, there were a lot of things he hadn't gotten the chance to do. He wasn't the same after her death, and everyone around him could see that fact clear as day. Losing [Name] was the worst thing that could happen.
He remembered everything from that night, right down to the last detail on her beautiful dress. Her death hadn't been peaceful. He wished he'd been there to stop the cars from crashing into each other. He blamed himself for not seeing it sooner. Maybe she shouldn't have been so tired, or maybe he should have just driven her himself. He hated the fact that the last conversation the two of them had was actually an argument; especially over something so silly. He wished he could take it back.
Germany would never admit how much of an impact her death had on him. He hated himself more and more every day th
Seven minutes in heaven: Italy You took a deep breath and opened your eyes. Italy was the name scribbled on the piece of paper.
"Italy," you said. He looked up and into your eyes, surprised. He didn't look angry or even uncomfortable. He looked.. Excited? He stood from his seat quickly and moved over to you. Wow, maybe he was excited. You turned away from the scene and walked over to the closet. The sight was a little bit uninviting when you thought about the worst thing that could happen in there: Him rejecting you.
When the door shut he spoke up immediately.
"I'm glad that I got chosen to be with you, bella!" he said. He sounded even more excited than he looked. If that was possible.
"Hm? And why is that?" you asked, kind of confused. Why would he be excited to play the game with you? It wasn't like you were anything special to him.
"Because, I haven't gotten to do this with you!" he said.
"Oh..." you sighed. You should have known that he didn't like you back.
"Ve! And I'm... In love with you," wel
Demon!England x Reader: Deal (Part three) You smiled at the dress. While you didn't dress up often, you almost always got compliments for it. People said that you'd look prettier if you always dressed nicely, but you didn't buy into the whole thing. After all, it was so much work. You slipped your clothes off and put on the new ones provided for you. You were kind of excited for the party, but at the same time you were actually kind of nervous. What were the other demons going to do if they saw a human being at the party? And were you going to be the only person at the party that was human? All of these questions worried you.
But you tried to get your mind off of that as you busied yourself with fixing your hair and makeup- which you didn't bother putting too much of on. You weren't too fond of much makeup. You walked down the steps to see Arthur in a suit and tie, looking more attractive than ever. You had to admit that it flattered him greatly.
"You look nice," you said to him. He grinned and nodded. You sat down on hi
Seven minutes in heaven: France You suddenly had a bad feeling. Like the world had just turned on you. When you opened your eyes, you realized where that strange feeling had come from: France's name was on the small slip of paper. Did you do something wrong this morning? Like forget to brush your teeth or hair? Or maybe you ate the wrong thing for breakfast? Why did the world suddenly turn against you about something as serious as this silly game?!
"Who is it?" America asked, grinning.
"Oh I think you know who," you replied. But you weren't grinning. Not even the biggest idiot on the face of this planet could see your expression and say that you were grinning.
"Well yes, I do. But everyone else doesn't. Tell them who you have!" he said. You mumbled something about 'wanting to go home' and 'wishing you'd payed money for this, so a refund was allowed'. But you spoke up, as per the rules.
"France," you said. He gave you a playful smile as he stood from his seat. Great. The man who had
Demon!England x Reader: Deal (Part two) Arthur told you about how he'd first saw you at your graduation of college. He had been sitting and looking for someone that he knew, a demon, but instead he laid eyes on you. The moment he did he knew that it was what he had heard was called "love". From that moment on he began to watch you. At first it was just around your favorite coffee shop, but soon it spread. He found himself wanting to meet you sometimes. He never could get the courage to do it of course. But he had put out some subtle hints of his presence, like moving your keys or other objects.
He'd told you about how he had always been sort of.. Looking out for you. His own friends teased him about liking you, a human woman. He mentioned that while it wasn't forbidden to love, it was uncommon; it was almost unheard of by modern demons. So obviously he got teased a lot about it. He told you about himself, and noticed how interested you looked. Nobody had really listened to Arthur, seeing as he wasn't the most popular or
Demon!England x Reader: Deal (Part six) You talked and talk for hours until the party was over. Pride had to go to do something quickly and you waited with Greed, Envy, and Sloth.
"I wish you were mine.." Greed said. You looked up at him. Sloth was asleep right now, snoring quietly. Envy looked over at Greed.
"Ivan, remember. Arthur will get very angry with you if he hears that you took [Name]. And if Ludwig won't do it, he will kill you." Greed nodded, coming back to his senses.
"It's just.. Not fair," Greed said. "Why does he get it all? Why can't I have her? Why can't I have you, [Name]?" This talk was beginning to make you uncomfortable. From where Ludwig was watching, he could see that you were uncomfortable. He had been listening to the whole thing and glared at Ivan. He walked closer to you three, sitting right next to you.
"It might not be fair, Ivan," Ludwig started. "But he is our leader, and besides... You would just forget about her unless you were at a party," he finished calmly.
Seven minutes in heaven: Germany You opened your eyes. You didn't know what you were expecting, but it certainly wasn't this. Of all of the people you could have gotten, it had to be Germany. You put the name back in the hat and sighed.
"Well, who is it?" America asked. Oh yeah, and he was still there.
"Germany," you looked into the small sea of people to see Germany staring back in utter disbelief. You suddenly felt bad. Did he not want to do it? Well, you didn't either- but that wasn't the point! You cursed under your breath and walked over to the closet where you waited for Germany. The wait was anything but pleasant.
You watched as he stepped into the small space and moved back. You caught a glimpse of his expression before the door shut, and he looked very uncomfortable. You made a mental note to punch America in the face later on.
Germany sighed. Why did he always have to participate in these stupid games of America's? Why couldn't they get some actual work done instead of ending up in a game he didn't
Demon!England x Reader: Deal (Part four) The two of you came home and it was close to dinner. You had both lost track of time during the party, with all of the socializing and such. You had forgotten to eat and you didn't get to meet all of the sins, but a lot of them. Wrath, Gluttony, Lust, and Greed. As well as Pride, but you knew that already. Arthur had promised you that you'd get to meet the rest and talk more with them if you stayed with him. Another advantage you could add to the list of advantages of staying with Arthur. It seemed as if staying with him was becoming more and more favorable.
"So, what would you like to eat?" you looked up to see Arthur looking down at you. You thought for a moment. You shrugged at him and he had an idea.
"What's your favorite food?" he asked. Of all of the things you'd told him, you didn't even remember to tell him what your favorite food was. oh well, you'd never really liked talking about such casual things. But still, maybe it would have been better if you would have told him
Italy x Reader - Payback“Wow, thanks a lot Feli. You’re really the best!” you grinned as your Italian friend puts down a plate of pasta in front of you. “Anything for you of course, Bella~” he sits down in the chair opposite of you and rests his chin on top of his intertwined hands and his elbows stood still on the table.
“By the way, what brings you here today?” you stopped twirling the spaghetti in your fork and looked straight in Feliciano’s eyes. “Hmm, isn’t it obvious? Hang out and eat your heavenly spaghetti of course! But there’s also another thing…that is bothering me…”
Feliciano’s eyelids suddenly popped open, revealing his amber-colored irises. It was very beautiful and you liked looking in them. Every once in a while you get to see them whenever you and Feliciano would talk about serious stuff, like right now. And this time, you notice a different glimmer in his eyes that suddenly made your chee
Surprises (ItalyxReader)"Italy?! Where are you? I have something to show you!"
Where was the bubbly Italian man you called your best friend? You had one of the cutest things to show him.
"Veh~ (y/n), I'm in-a the kitchen-a!"
You smiled to yourself before running to the kitchen. It smelled like garlic and tomatoes. That meant Italy was making pasta.. again. Not that you minded, you loved his cooking.
"Ciao bella~ I made-a some pasta. Would-a you like-a some?"
You happily accepted the offer. The surprise you wanted to show was waiting in the other room.
"So (y/n) what was it you wanted to show me?"
Italy takes a big bite of his pasta, getting some sauce leftover on the corner of his mouth. You giggle to yourself, wiping the sauce off the Italian's mouth.
"Follow me and you'll find out."
Italy followed you, nervous for what the surprise was. You walked to the front door, only to find the surprise gone.
"Hey?! Where did it go?!"
You began to worry someone took the surprise. You had been saving lots of money for t
ItalyxReader- Hot Cocoa ONESHOTWARNING- Lovino is in this, so there will be swearing! If you don’t like, don’t read it! Thx!
You were sitting on the edge of your bed, proof reading your paper for the hundredth time. It was nearly the end of the school year, and you had just finished your final report for English. The assignment was to read one of Shakespeare’s many plays and write a three page report on it. You chose Romeo and Juliet, because you liked that play, and you didn’t have too much trouble following the story. So, anyway, you had finished the paper three days ago, and it was due tomorrow. You were checking over it, again, for any mistakes you’d made. You didn’t make mistakes often, but your teacher was very strict, so even the tiniest mistake in spelling or grammar would cost you major points.
You set the paper down, sighed in relief, and fell back onto your bed smiling. You were positive that the paper was perfect, and you were very proud of your work. You were having a
Reader x Italy - Tears to TomorrowReader x Italy – Tears to Tomorrow
Note: Please read description first if you have not read the intro!!! Also if you a see a * then there are translations at the end of the fanfic
“Vell (name), vhat do you vant to do?”
You glanced around the room, your mind buzzing with questions mostly related to who you would stay with. All eyes were on you, waiting for you to make your decision. When your eyes fell on Italy, who was still lightly hugging you, you could see that he was making a puppy dog face, even though his eyes were mostly shut.
He then tightened his hold on you and turned to face Germany.
“Ve~ Doitsu can she stay-a with us, please? I promise to be-a good and I’ll do anything you ask me to. I’ll even push myself harder in-a the tra
ItalyxReader: Remember Me...Angrily you stared at your cupcake. “Happy birthday to me,” you grumbled blowing out the singular candle.
Today was supposed to be your birthday. Friends, family, gifts, and best of all cake. You didn’t get any of it. No one remembered your birthday. So now you were sitting alone in your kitchen eating a (favorite flavor) cupcake.
“___________!” someone called from outside your door.
“Go away!” you spat your eyes in the verge of tears.
The knocking didn’t stop.
Finally it got to you and you got up to answer the door. “What?”
“___________!” Feliciano chirped, “Let’s go.”
“No,” you mumbled. “I’m staying home. Go away.” You went to close the door, but Feliciano stopped you.
He grinned and grabbed your arm, “Come on, ___________. It’ll cheer you up!”
You shook your head, “No.”
“Please,” Feliciano pouted, “pretty please! With
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Request for MewChero
It was another boring day. You stared down into your notebook as the teacher kept on babbling about world war one. Like you didn’t know most of that anyways. In your notebook, that was supposed to be for notes, every other page contained a drawing. You weren’t the greatest at drawing but you were not really a noob anyways. You were at least not those kind of kids who drew nothing but stickmen.
As you the teacher continued with her lecture she never noticed how you flipped between two pages. One with class notes and one with a drawing. Or, it was supposed to be a drawing. It was more like rubbish. One of the worse drawings you had ever made. Slowly you tore out the page. Trying not to disturb the class. You slowly tore the paper into pieces and sighed. You’d throw the pieces away after class.
You quickly looked through your notebook. A few drawings you were proud of and some you never wanted to see again. You still kept the
Just a Misunderstanding [Italy x Reader]Oh how it made your heart burn with rage, seeing him so… happy. He smiled and laughed as if nothing ever happened. Thinking back, you remembered how perfect your relationship had been. It was you he always held. Your name he used to whisper in your ear, in a way that sent shivers down your spine. His soft lips upon yours, fitting together like two puzzle pieces.
And there he was, one week after the big break up, smiling down at a gorgeous woman. It should be you…
You vowed you’ll make him pay…. Feliciano Vargas will regret the day he lost you. Dark thoughts plagued your mind. But no matter what came to your mind, you couldn’t bear to physically hurt your ex-lover. A part of you still had feelings for the Italian. So you found yourself staring at his face, hoping a final glimpse at his beautiful golden brown eyes will help you move on.
That’s when he felt your longing gaze, and opened his eyes. They appeared to be filled with shock and guilt
ItalyXReader: Miracle Paint
After a quick glance out of the window, you heave a heavy sigh. “I wish this rain would lighten up.” The day is dark like night, but rainy and stormy and incredibly windy. Your eyes go back to your opponent as he makes his next move while wearing a serious thinking face.
“Yeah, me too,” he agrees under his breath, muffled by the placement of his hand. He reaches down and places a piece in an open spot, then waits for your next move.
“Checkmate,” you say quietly, moving your king piece around the board and defeating the Italian.
“E-eh?! H-how did you do that so quick?! You cheated!”
“There’s no need to be rude. Feliciano, will you please calm your brother?”
“L-Lovino, don’t be mad! We can always play another game!” The second Italian, Feliciano, cries loudly.
“No! I quit! I don’t want to play with a damn cheater!”
“I didn’t cheat…Heh, you
N. Italy X Reader- Spring Weather and Wildflowers“Ve~ _____! Let’s go somewhere!” A cheery voice calls out through your open window.
“Feli, go away! It’s too hot to go outside!” You call back grumpily, flopping backwards on your bed. In truth, it isn’t really that hot, but after the months of cold weather, the abrupt increase in temperature kind of irritated you.
“Come on, ____! It’s not that hot, but it is warm! You should be happy, not grumpy!” His head pokes in through the window and looks down as you let out a shriek.
“Ack! Feli! You scared me!” You gasp.
“Sorry, ____! But you should really come outside! It’s really pretty!” He smiles, brown eyes wide.
Turning away, you reply with a stubborn “No.”
You look up and tap your chin as if debating it. “Let me think…No.”
“But ______!” He whines, dragging your name out, while givin
Italy x Reader: Nervous Italy had really been trying to get your attention, but it didn't seem to work. He'd liked you for almost two years now, ever since you two had met. He didn't know if you didn't like him or just couldn't see that he liked you. Either way he continued trying as hard as he could. Sometimes he would hint towards liking you, but you didn't seem to catch on.
He sat through Germany explaining the training he had to do, but all he could do was think of you. Tonight was going to be the night where he'd tell you his true feelings. If he couldn't subtly tell you that he liked you, then he'd just have to go one step further. He smiled at the thought. Germany on the other hand didn't seem too thrilled to have him staring off into space like that.
He always waited outside for you to get off work, because he liked to walk you home. After all he didn't live too far away. So when you finished work you saw him standing outside just like always.
"Hello, Italy." You said, smil
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