Yandere!2p!ItalyxReader ||Entertainment~||Yandere!2p!ItalyxReader ||Entertainment~|| by Deathkid136
*Third Person POV*
Today was (Y/n)'s twenty first birthday, meaning lots of partying and getting drunk, correct? Well, of course. Though she honestly wasn't interested in that. Her friends, Nikki and (other friend's name) was making her leave the house since that's where you usually were.
A soft sigh came from the (h/c) haired girl as she dressed in a comfortable dress and did her hair. The female was dragged out of her house while hurriedly putting on her shoes. She was taken to a strip club for women or some men. She had never been in this place, and she always curious about these places.
There were many handsome men. All of them flirted with her, though she didn't seem to mind, blushing all the while. She was seated with her friends and given a drink that Nikki ordered for. (Y/n) seemed so relaxed until some male entertainers came out. All of them rather tone and looked dangerous and/or mysterious. There was one guy who c
Felicest ~Black and Gold~ chpt.1Felicest ~Black and Gold~ chpt.1 by Deathkid136
Feliciano laid in bed sleeping peacefully. Well, at least he seemed to be peaceful. The Italian wasn't sleep next to the German which was weird. Why wasn't he with him?
The reason why is because he has been having strange dreams of a charm man who looked a lot like Feliciano. The male was a few shade darker than him, he had magenta eyes, and his hair was a few shades darker. The other male looked more mischievous and masculine. Maybe even a bit sadistic.
Feliciano never asked him what his name was, but the other knew his name. It was a dream so he should have expected that.
Feliciano walked in his dream word , looking for that charming male. He was sad when he didn't find the male. He sighed and stretched. That's when the charming male found him.
"Ciao Feliciano. It's good to see you again." He greeted. The auburn haired Italian squeaked and turned to him. His glowing magenta eyes hypnotized him as he stared into them with his ho
2p!ItalyxReader Don't run with knives!2p!ItalyxReader Don't run with knives! by Deathkid136
Luciano huffed as he sat on your couch. Flavio told him to spend time with, knowing the Italian had a crush on you. You walked in the living happily. "Ciao Luci~!" you chimed, making him grunt when you called him that girly nickname.
"(Y/n), I told you not to call me that." he said. He could be mad at you for long. You giggled as his face turned red when you hugged him from behind. He turned toward you and greeted you with a peck on both of your cheeks. He felt your hands find their way in his pockets. He raised a brow, but didn't question it.
Once your hands moved away, he saw his knife in your hands. He got up quickly. "(Y/n), give me my knife. Now." he ordered. You smirked.
"No! You'll have to come and get it... Luci." you said as you ran outside with the knife in hand. Luciano took advantage of this and chased you. He was worried that you stab yourself when you were running. He soon caught up to you, to only stop in his tracks.
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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