You and Me Alone Together 2p Italy x ReaderIt’s 8:05pm, and an Italian opera plays in the background. She’s running late again. The light from her apartment window suddenly shines through the curtains like a beacon as I swirl my dark liquor in my wine glass. I already have poured hers like I do every night. We’ve been out together each evening since I moved here to this apartment building. The first time was by mistake, but a wonderful mistake it was. She kicks off her heels and tosses her handbag aside. Her silhouette moves along the curtains into another room. I assume the shower. She usually takes one after work at the doctor’s office. Sadly for me, this room is blocked from view. I frown. But, this happens every night, so I should be use to it by now. I’m not though. I want to see every inch of her.You and Me Alone Together 2p Italy x Reader by horsiehugz05
It’s 8:26pm now. She comes out of the bathroom and heads straight her bedroom. She leaves the curtains open, but doesn’t seem to notice. Stupida ragazza! Don’t you know that other
2p!Italy x Reader: Game of Cat and Mouse...?2p!Italy x Reader: Game of Cat and Mouse...? by SnowKitsuneXD
2p!Italy x (Fem)Reader: Cat and Mouse...?
A/N: This is a slightly short story of mine, just a heads up. And if you're a girl/read reader-inserts with Fem!Reader, completely disregard this and continue on with the story. For those others, it is implied that the Reader is a girl, but you can change it in your mind if you're not or don't like it that way. I won't judge. On with the story~!
Loud clamoring and the sounds of a bustling city could be heard all around (Name) as she made her way through an ocean of people. Occasionally, someone going the opposite way would accidentally bump shoulders with the (h/c) haired girl, at which she muttered a low apology.
Now, where was (Name) going? Her house of course! The evening sun already had started to sink behind the horizon in it's daily, yet always spectacular, blazing sunset.
But something was amiss in this otherwise ordinary situation. A pair of magenta tinted
Forbidden Fruit (2p!Italy X Reader)Forbidden Fruit (2p!Italy X Reader) by SilveretteWolf13
Risking losing his feathers, a fallen angel
Became sullied, vowing to abandon his body.
He loved others in the past, however,
That hand ended them all.
A figure in the center of the magnificent garden rises shakily to his feet, heavy chains around his waist and wrists weighing him down. They jangle and clink together, generating noise that makes the male cringe. Eyes darting left and right, he clambers out of the crater he created from his fall and limps silently over to a black iron bench beneath a large, beautiful apple tree. From there, he sits down on the bench’s cool surface and chuckles softly, gaze wandering the length of the garden. He spreads his midnight wings in an effort to stretch them out, allowing the chilly autumn wind to ruffle his feathers.
Once his wings are extended to their full span, he proceeds to break the chains around his wrists apart with one flick of both hands. The metal shatters and he smirks, shaking his tanned hands out. Standing, tho
Puppet Strings (2p!Italy X Reader)Puppet Strings (2p!Italy X Reader) by SilveretteWolf13
You find yourself stranded outside, shivering in the rain, on a cliché dark and stormy night. Thunder rumbles and lightning forks across the sky in crazy jagged bursts. It’s quite beautiful, really. And you could’ve stood there, admiring the natural beauty of nature, had you not been late. It’s around 11:00 PM at night, and your boss has been so kind as to give you the 11:00 PM to 3:00 AM shift due to a fellow co-worker’s sickness. You aren’t even the employee that is supposed to be called upon for scenarios such as these, but alas, your boss is a thick-headed moron.
Another bolt of lightning flashes high above, basking the streets in an eerie white glow for just one millisecond. In that one second, that momentary heartbeat of clarity, your own heartbeat falters as you catch sight of….something….standing on the end of the street, blood-red pin-pricks of light gazing into your (e/c) eyes. You skid to a stop and blink once, then stare, but y
Follia (2p!Italy X Reader)Follia (2p!Italy X Reader) by SilveretteWolf13
I, Grace, promise to write in this journal every day, for the rest of my life. I will never look at anyone's entries besides my own.
I, (Name), promise to write in this journal every day, for the rest of my life. I will never look at anyone's entries besides my own.
And I, Luciano, promise to write in this journal every so often, for the rest of my immortal life. I choose these two girls as my next victims.
August 2000, Entry #1
I know a girl. She’s really pretty. She’s five.
We’re close friends. We do everything with each other. We have sleepovers, but only at my house. We have tea parties and dance in my room sometimes. We like to sit together at school and learn. We’ve known each other since when we were little. We went to the same preschool. Now we go to the same elementary school. We said that we would both write in this journal, and I said I’d go first. And w
2P! Italy x Reader - Belle of the Bloody Ball Ch.1Warning: 2P!Hetalia, so expect blood and creepy talk.2P! Italy x Reader - Belle of the Bloody Ball Ch.1 by HorseandWolfLover93
You were a trade for mastermind Luciano Vargas. An evil man with odd colored eyes and a switchblade hobby for young women. When the law put him out of business with his partners in crime, he had no choice to yield to it or face prison. Since everyone is scared of him, no one dares to kill him. His new hobby of making a "contract", where he keeps a person for a week to be his servant, comes to you when you trade yourself for your little sister's place at Luciano's mansion. But Luciano feels something he never felt before. You are not just one of the girls that he's taken as a servant or killed before. Is this a sickness? Who is this mysterious man whose personality ranges from cold to killer? Will you live to find out?
It was a cool October day. The trees in your town had a hard time changing color, so they settled for turning brown and falling to the ground within three days of any hint of a color change in the
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