#2p nyo north italy

[1p2p-heta-imagines]

What's 2p Axis (both masc and fem) sexuality. I know when we write imagines it's ambiguously Mspec but I wanna hear your own personal headcanons

(I believe I've written this before but I can't find them? But these are my own personal headcanons for them :D)

2p N. Italy: Asexual Gay

2p Nyo N. Italy: Asexual Lesbian

2p S. Italy: Pansexual

2p Nyo S. Italy: Pansexual

2p Germany: Bisexual

2p Nyo Germany: Unlabelled (doesn't care for labels)

2p Japan: Straight

2p Nyo Japan: AroAce

[italyveneziano]

No thoughts only Vene

[jnjzksekfjvn]

what to draw

[midnightlee25]

Yandere Hetalia Masterlist

Main Masterlist

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2P France

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Belarus (NYO)

Canada (Matthew Williams)

France (Francis Bonnefoy) & Prussia (Gilbert Beilschmidt) & Spain (Antonio Fernandez Carriedo)

North Italy (Feliciano Vargas) & Germany (Ludwig)

Their darling confronting them about what they've done - France, England, America, Canada

Finding out their darling has an identical twin - North Italy/Feliciano Vargas

having a darling that’s having more than one baby - Spain/Antonio Fernandez Carriedo

England finding out his darling is also a yandere for him

Character headcanons: Nyo England

Having a virgin darling - France/Francis Bonnefoy

Who is the easiest and hardest yanderes to deal with - Axis Powers & Allied Forces

Most dangerous to least dangerous to deal with - Axis Powers & Allied Forces

Platonic vs Romantic: Belgium

Most delusional to least delusional - Central Europe

Yanderes and their love languages - Axis Powers & Allied Forces

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Yandere Reactions: England with a willing darling

Random Yandere Headcanons: What makes yandere Germany so dangerous?

Yandere Reactions: Hetalia Girls with a small Island nation darling who feels insignificant and useless

Random Yandere Headcanons: 1P & 2P Italy with a shy darling

Yandere Reaction: England finding out his darling is also a yandere for him

Yandere Reactions: Allies & Axis With a darling who had a cryptic pregnancy

[worldstarrs]

actually wild how completely and utterly insane i am for every version of north italy that exists like nyo.. 2p.. looking through my old posts and reblogs is so eye opening

[littlesistersti-backupandspam]

[at time of writing this] We weren't one month out of Across the Spiderverse, and I had just got home from the cinema, searched through the tag for Pavitr Prabhakar only to find really cool fanart and character analysis or memes and incorrect quotes reducing him down to either uwu soft boi or British hating uwu soft boi.

Also hate seeing MCU Peter Parker reduced down to uwu soft boi who can't tie his own shoes and needs dad Tony Stark 24/7. Did you not see Peter expressing typical teenager "I'm not a baby" feelings when he saw Tony named his things "training wheels" and stuff like that? Did you all forget he's also theeee Peter Parker Spider-Man, as in some kind-hearted kid from Queens who's brilliant in STEM with a strong attachment to his family/friends?

Reason why I never go through Pavitr tag or mcu peter parker.

I wish I can cover Transformers but I haven't read MTMTE

Hetalia is a wild one as a veteran. Romano Italy is always the guy to curse and if your fanfic is rated T or M for swearing or violence, guess who is the culprit? Did all of you forget England is more likely to curse than Romano because he's British? Forgot that Molossia's first appearance is a middle finger taking half of a panel? Romano is so flat, and he's not even violent. He would hurl a few complaints and insults but leaves it at that because he's more likely to cry drama queen style or begrudgingly ask for help after failling 100x.

Unfortunately, the opposite hurts more. Uwu soft boi edition of Romano where he's so afraid of violence, he must ask Spain for help?

I cried on the inside when someone shared an angry rooster video (and there is no Hetalia context, it's just a rooster angry) and wrote "romano bird" above the link, on a hetalia facebook group.

Really hate the design of fanon 2p! England. You all really think a second palette version of this absolutely invincible gentleman wears bright pink and a turquoise bowtie as the offset to the green uniform? Think about it. 2p! Nyo! England is the opposite palette to Nyo! England (one wears pink, the other blue, both wear a dress) and in the same pattern, 2p! North Italy is the opposite to 1p! North Italy (they wear same uniform but blue/brown). Did it not occur to you that 2p! England would be based off the green?????

i have something to say 

[oneletterwrites]

H-Hello! Um Would you ever agree to write any more Yandere Drabbles? I really loved your work last time! Maybe Nyo Felicest this time!

Lucila’s temper is the worst. She can’t seem to keep it under control. The anger comes quickly and never really seems to go away. When it comes nothing matters and even when it passes there is no regret. She might have felt awful if she could feel anything else at all.

Felicia whimpers as her back hits the wall a lot harder than Lucila may have intended to throw her into it but it doesn’t matter too much. She strides close and keeps the smaller pinned there, making sure there is no way for her to escape, not that she would get far. She can never get far from Lucila.

“You know better,” Lucila coos to her, her voice darker with her anger running rampant. Felicia chokes back a cry, trying to shy away from Lucila leaning closer to nuzzle her softly though every other action is rough.

“You belong to me,” She whispers and Felicia flinches away.In order to make sure she doesn’t go anywhere Lucila’s grips her wrists tight, refusing to loosen up. When she doesn’t get the response she wants, her eyes narrow dangerously down.

“Say it,” She says, bordering on commanding. Felicia sniffles, holding back some tears. A new wave of anger runs through Lucila, wondering who else might have tried to gain control of Felicia. Only she can have her. She refuses to let anyone else have a chance.

“Say it.” She demands now, digging her nails farther into Felicia’s skin. Lucila will soothe those wounds, pride swelling at knowing her marks are now on the sweet skin. She might actually snap should she find someone else’s marks on Felicia’s skin. Just another reason why she can’t let Felicia go anywhere without her.

“Say it!” She barks out when Felicia has yet to say anything back to her. She jerks her back against the wall, Felicia openly crying now. There is fear in her eyes and Lucila doesn’t care. Felicia is thinking of her, as she shold be.

“I.. I belong..” Felicia chokes out. Lucila releases her wrists to gently pull Felicia to her chest to hold her close. Every small struggle just convinces Lucila that she needs to hold Felicia closer to keep her safe from everyone else.

“It’s okay,” She whispers now. Felicia doesn’t hold her back but that’s okay for now. Lucila knows she will eventually.

“You’re safe with me,” Lucila tells her. Felicia flinches again. There is a little more struggle before her hands rest on Lucila’s arms. Lucila pulls back to smile down at her.

“You’re safe with me,” She repeats the threat. Felicia swallows hard, more fear finding it’s way into her expression. It doesn’t quite matter to Lucila though. As long as Felicia is hers, then it’s all going to be okay.

[1p2p-heta-imagines]

Can you do 2p Fem N Italy girlfriend hcs

(I’ve written some before *here* as well 🖤)

• Absolutely loves getting her partner gifts, she loves seeing their face light up and be happy when she surprises them with something they've had their eye on for a while

• PDA is a strong no for her, it makes her really embarrassed and also feel like everyone is staring at her

• She's busy a lot but she always makes time for her partner, she can't go a day without at least messaging them and hearing how their day was

• Has a little picture of her and her partner together in the back of her phone, she looks at it when she misses them

• Always looking at them across the room when they're busy, she thinks they look adorable when they're focussed

• They're one of the few people she allows to touch her, she's usually very uncomfortable with people being physical with her but she likes it when it's them

• She drinks tea ALL the time and she'll always make them a cup as well - she has all different types and flavours and will buy a lot of any they like

• She writes poetry as a hobby and they'll end up becoming a subject for it, she'll usually save the poems to give to them on valentines day or their anniversary

[1p2p-heta-imagines]

Could we get a 2p Fem Italy X Assassin Fem hcs

• Liliana (2p Nyo Italy) thinks her job is really cool, also seems slightly jealous about it

• Will not stand blood in her house though, her girlfriend can take off bloodied clothes and push it all in the wash IMMEDIATELY

• Tries to help her relax whenever she comes back home, Liliana don’t want her getting all stressed out because of her difficult job

• Liliana is always trying to come along with her, even if it’s somewhere dangerous, just because she wants to see her girlfriend in action

• Gives knives as gifts, her girlfriend may not need any more but it’s the thought that counts

• Also gets her girlfriend a wild range of weapons/poisons, whatever she needs to do her job effectively, Liliana WILL find a way to acquire whatever she asks for, being a nation has its perks

[oneletterwrites]

Words Apart

Soulmate AU where whenever your soulmate writes something on themselves, it will appear on your skin as well.

Nyo 1p2p North Italy

For as long as Lucila could remember there would always be little designs in a sparkling bright red intertwined around her fingers. Shapes and patterns she did not draw herself but would love watching appear in the spurts that they did. Their intricacy has grown in time and only gotten more delicate as the drawer grew older.

When she found the time she would get a black pen to draw back, adding small details to the swirls that act like rings. It’s one of the few things she can do to talk to her soulmate. The designs are how they communicate considering they don’t speak the same language.

Her brother had to explain it when she was younger and first started being able to write and make sentences. Her soulmate wrote in funny words and she couldn’t understand them. She eventually figured out what language it is, but Lucila would have rather stabbed herself with a fork than ask her grandfather to translate the mess scrawl of Italian from her soulmate. She understood a few important things though. Her name is Felicia.

Though technology has advanced enough for her to be able to translate, the words always come out sketchy and miscommunication is evident after a few attempts. So they stuck to the drawings. Felicia started it, drawing a small cat on her hand to which Lucila responded with her own version. It’s easier than words.

When he grandfather is no longer breathing down her neck about her job she’s able to relax and pull out her computer. She draws a small screen on her hand with a little symbol inside it. Soon enough Felicia is smiling at her from the other side of the world with wires connecting them together.

“Hi,” She says curtly. Felicia squeals happily, launching right into a story that Lucila can not understand at all but she nods her head and makes knowing noises even though she knows very little of her soulmate’s language. Felicia waves her hands about as she talks, every so often taking a deep breath and smiling brightly just for Lucila to see.

It took a comical amount of time to be able to set up the video chatting system the first time. They got all kinds of confused with words getting all jumbled up. When Lucila finally managed to see her soulmate, Felicia started crying happily, speaking rapidly in a way that made Lucila think she was talking faster than normal.

It’s a small luxury being able to talk to her like this though she can’t understand. Felicia stops ranting and Lucila speaks slowly to respond with small stories about her day to return the favor. Felicia smiles at every word as if it’s the best story she’s ever heard.

Time is up too soon, Felicia is called away and she blows a soft kiss to Lucila across the screen before leaving. Lucila is left with a lingering sadness. She’s one of the lucky ones having a way to even see who Felicia really is. Still she wishes she could speak to her properly to convey how she feels.

She really cares for Felicia, speaking in soft tones when she comes on screen crying or giving those rare smiles when she screams happily. It’s the highlight of her day when they can see each other. The rest of the day spent staring at her arms as Felicia draws and paints and makes the weirdest pictures on her body.

They can see each other digitally but in person is another story. Lucila has work, helping her family run the knife selling business, her hands have scratches all over them. Felicia works with her family too in the arts as well as the family restaurant. Finding time to get away from family is hard enough for video calls.

There’s a few more marks on her hands before a distinct script writes across her arm in light blue. She smiles for a second then responds in her own language. The feelings are real and natural and the words as much as she felt they would not be true, are honest as ever.

Ti amo~

I love you.

--

Lucila is shaking, holding the plane ticket in her hand and her knuckles are turning white. She stares up at her grandfather who just shrugs and walks away with no other word after dropping off her birthday present. It takes her brother pushing her to pack to get her mind working. A week she’ll be able to be with Felicia.

She barely gets sense to write to Felicia in shabby translated Italian that she’s coming visit. She gets paint splatters and then blurbs all running over each other in scatter words. They manage to get to a video call soon enough and Lucila shows off the ticket. Felicia is crying happily and squealing right away.

--

“Lucila!” Her name never sounded so amazing in the happy tone mixed with the accent. She opens her arms and Felicia runs right into them. Lucila wouldn’t even be able to understand her had they even been speaking the same language. She lets Felicia grab her face and pepper it with kisses.

Her words are jumbled and Lucila can only smile at them. She is tugged out of the airport and towards the house she’ll be staying in. Felicia points to random buildings and sputters words out. Lucila can only follow along.

They paint together too, creating masterpieces on each other that last for the week. They still can’t speak properly, but Felicia draws hearts on her arm every chance she gets, each one comes with a kiss that Lucila easily returns.

At the end of the week when Felica walks her back to the airport she’s crying, squeezing Lucila’s hand so hard it might break. Lucila holds her tight, whispering the few words in Italian she knows. Felica buries her head in her neck, clinging like a lifeline.

“Ti amo.”

“I love you.”