#germany x fem italy

[bishplease365]

America has Baby Fever. Intro (Fem! America)

It started when the personification of America, Amelia F. Jones, meet the personification of Sea Land, Peter Kirkland. She was instantly enamored with him. He was so cute. She was already tipping over edge into baby fever after 5 minutes with him. Then she meet the personification of Ladonia, Arvid Oxenstierna.

It was like she dived head first into baby fever. She acted weird the rest of the meeting. She was quiet and kept writing for the rest of the meeting. Everyone was watching. Even Belarus had taken their eyes off Russia to watch America.

After the meeting was over. England, Arthur Kirkland, went over to America. "What you doing, Amelia? I know you were not just sitting bloody quietly and taking notes.", says Arthur. America smiled at him and he was stunned.

"You right. I was not taking notes. I've decided I want a baby, so I made a list of potential baby daddies and I've been whittling it down since. I've gotten it down to 31.", says Amelia with a huge grin.

England was stunned and froze. So did everyone else left in the room. "What?!", yelled Canada. No one had ever heard Canada yell before. Everyone was startled.

"I want a baby. I'm completely serious. I'm going to have a baby.", says America.

"Amelia.", England says calmly. "It's wonderful that you want a child, Love, but think long and hard before you chose who to have a kid with. It's a lot of work and your going to have to put up with them as long as you live. You don't want someone who treat you and the kid badly.", says England.

"I am. That's why I've been working on this list for three hours. I don't want to pick the wrong person. I want someone who will love our child no matter what and treat me at least like a equal partner and that I can get along with.", says Amelia.

Canada who was still watching finally spoke. "If this is really what you want then I say go for it. Just pick someone you can trust. You are... Well your my neighbor and friend. I care aboot you. Remember that. If anyone mistreats you or your child I will come after them.", says Canada.

America smiles at Canada, Matthew Williams. "Of course Mattie. Your... Your like my brother in a way. I love ya.", says Amelia. She stands up and hugs both Canada and England.

After a minute the three part ways. Amelia goes to her hotel room and whittled down the list further. Soon she was at 13. Then 5. Finally 2. Amelia bit her lip she made her choice.

She got and put on the best outfit she brought. She walked to their hotel room. She knocked on their door.

[verstarppen]

IN A GALAXY FAR, FAR AWAY MASTERLIST

: ̗̀°•*⁀☆ SUMMARY: there is little time between fast cars and spaceships but you make it work; lando norris never paid attention to the stupid sci-fi shows daniel used to watch, until he met you.

•*⁀☆ PAIRING: lando norris x fem! star wars actress! reader

╰≫ NOTE: the reader has no face claim. pictures haven't been used to represent the reader's appearance, but within the context of the story she is famous and therefore a well known public figure.

๋࣭ ⭑⁀☆ STATUS: ongoing

⋆｡‧⁀☆ UPDATES: 22:00 GMT (UTC+0 UK), 09:00 AEDT (UTC+11 AUSTRALIA), 23:00 CET (UTC+1 GERMANY, FRANCE, ITALY), 00:00 EET (UTC +2 GREECE), 07:00 JST (UTC +9 JAPAN), 17:00 EST (UTC -5 AMERICA), 14:00 PST (UTC +8 CANADA), 03:30 IST (UTC +5:30)

･ﾟ:⁀☆ TAGS: fluff, celebrity nerds in love, f1 2022 and 2023, light angst, way too much star wars lore, surprise pregnancy, no beta reader we die like oscar and danny's sanity, kotor movie bc i said so, ahsoka pr team needs to pay for this smau btw

‧₊˚⁀☆ A/N: stuck between a rock (f1 brainrot) and a hard place (star wars brainrot)

[ episode i ] - 11/09/2023

[ episode ii ] - 12/09/2023

[ episode iii ] - 14/09/2023

[ episode iv ] - 15/09/2023

[ episode v ] - 18/09/2023

[ episode vi ] - 26/09/2023

[ episode vii ] - 7/10/2023

[ episode viii ] - 8/11/2023

[ episode ix ] - 24/11/2023

[ episode x ] - 4/12/2023

[ episode xi ] - 7/3/2024

[ episode xii ] - 16/3/2024

[ episode xiii ] - 25/9/2024

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[shitsndgiggs]

can you do maybe like a fic where kenan is in germany for the euros and reader stayed back in italy and they have phone sex?

A/N: WARNING SMUT!!

OVER THE PHONE - KENAN YILDIZ

What’s a good solution when you miss your boyfriend? Phone sex!

Kenan Yildiz x fem! reader

︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿

I sat on the edge of the bed, my phone clutched in my hand as I waited for his call. The house was too quiet without him, the familiar hum of his presence missing.

It was strange how empty it felt, even though he’d only been gone for a few days. But tonight, I didn’t want to think about that. I just wanted to hear his voice.

When my phone finally rang, I answered it before the second ring, not even bothering to check the caller ID. I knew it was him.

“Hey, superstar,” I teased, unable to keep the smile out of my voice. “Congrats on the win! I watched the whole game from start to finish.”

His laugh was warm, filling the empty space around me. “You did? What did you think?”

“You were amazing, as always,” I said, meaning every word. “But I’ll admit, it’s hard watching from the couch when all I want is to be there with you, cheering you on in person.”

“Trust me, it’s not the same without you,” Kenan’s voice softened, and I could almost see the way his eyes would crinkle at the corners when he said it. “I kept looking up at the stands, hoping to see you there, even though I knew you were back home.”

“I know. But someone has to take care of the house while you’re off winning championships,” I joked lightly, trying to keep the mood light, even though I felt the same longing he did.

Kenan chuckled, but then there was a shift in his tone, something more serious, more intimate. “I miss you, though. It’s only been a few days, but it feels like forever.”

I sighed, leaning back against the pillows, letting my thoughts drift to him. “Tell me about it. The house feels so empty without you. I miss waking up next to you, having you steal the covers in the middle of the night.”

“You miss that?” Kenan’s voice was teasing, a familiar warmth in it. “I thought you hated it.”

“I do,” I laughed softly, the sound filling the quiet room. “But I miss you more.”

There was a brief silence, the kind that was comfortable and filled with unspoken emotions.

I could hear his breathing on the other end, steady and calming, and for a moment, it felt like he was right there with me.

“So,” his voice dropped lower, a playful edge to it. “What are you wearing right now?”

I couldn’t help but giggle, already knowing where this was going. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

“I would,” he replied, his tone turning husky. “But if you don’t want to tell me, I could just imagine it instead…”

“Oh really? And what exactly are you imagining?” I asked, curiosity and amusement laced in my voice.

“Hmm, let’s see,” Kenan said, drawing out the words as if he were considering them carefully.

“I’m picturing you in one of my shirts, the ones that are a bit too big on you, but you wear them anyway because they remind you of me.”

I smiled, loving how well he knew me. “That’s not far off. But you’re missing one important detail.”

“And what’s that?” Kenan’s voice was filled with interest, and I could almost hear the smirk on his lips.

“I’m not wearing anything underneath.” I teased, my fingers sliding between my pussy lips, feeling how slick I was already. "I'm in bed, thinking about you."

Kenan let out a low growl. "Are you touching yourself, baby? Are you thinking about me making you cum?"

"Mmm, maybe," I teased, my fingers beginning to circle my clit. "I might need some encouragement though. It's been so long since I felt you inside me."

"Fuck, you don't need encouragement, you little minx," he said, his voice getting rougher. "You know what you do to me. How many times I've thought about your tight pussy wrapped around my cock."

My breath quickened as I listened to him, my fingers working faster over my clit. "Oh yeah? What do you think about, Kenan? Do you think about how I taste? How I moan your name when you eat me out?"

"Fuck, all the time," he groaned. "I remember the way your pussy grips my tongue when you're about to cum. The way you taste, so fucking sweet. I want to lick you from your clit to your ass, making you scream."

My fingers dipped lower, my middle finger teasing my tight asshole as my index finger continued to rub my swollen clit. "Oh God, Kenan. That sounds so good. I want you to fuck my mouth, feel your thick cock hitting the back of my throat."

"You like that, don't you, you dirty girl?" he said, his voice full of approval. "You want me to face-fuck you, grab your hair, and guide you onto my cock?"

"Yes," I moaned, my body on fire. "I want to take you deep, feel your cockhead hitting the back of my throat, and then swallow your hot cum."

"That's it, baby," he encouraged, his voice thick with desire. "Keep playing with your pussy. I'm stroking my cock thinking about you. It's so hard, aching for your tight hole."

I let out a whimper as I slid two fingers into my dripping pussy. "I wish you were here, Kenan. I need you inside me. I'm so empty without your cock filling me up."

"Fuck, I wish I could be there to stretch that tight pussy of yours," he grunted, his breath coming in short bursts. "Imagine me there, baby. My cock replacing your fingers, sliding deep into your wet cunt."

I closed my eyes, imagining Kenan there with me. His muscular body glistening with sweat as he positioned himself between my thighs.

My legs instinctively parted wider, inviting him in.

"That's it, baby," he said, as if reading my mind. "Open those gorgeous legs for me. Let me sink my cock into your waiting hole."

"Oh God, Kenan," I moaned, my fingers curling inside me, hitting that sweet spot. "It feels so good. I want to ride you, feel your cock deep inside me as I bounce up and down."

"Fuck yes," he grunted. "Ride that cock, baby. Show me how you like it. Grind your pussy down on me."

In my mind, I was on top of him, my wet pussy engulfing his thick cock. I began to ride my fingers, my body moving slowly at first and then picking up the pace as my desire took over.

"That's it, take what you need," Kenan panted. "Fuck yourself on my cock. I'm gonna hold your hips and guide you, faster and faster, until we both cum."

"Oh, Kenan," I cried out, my body quaking. "I'm close. So close. Don't stop. Oh, God, yes!"

"Cum for me, baby," Kenan groaned. "Let me hear you scream my name. Fuck, I'm close too. I'm gonna paint your pussy with my cum."

And with that, I tumbled over the edge, my body shaking as I cried out his name. I could hear him grunting, the sound of his pleasure, as he came with me, our orgasms syncing across the miles.

For a moment, we were both silent, catching our breath. Finally, I spoke, my voice soft and sated. "That was incredible, Kenan."

"It was," he agreed, his voice full of satisfaction. "I love you, baby. I can't wait to be back in your arms and feel the real thing."

"I love you too," I replied, a lazy smile spreading across my face. "But until then, this will have to do. And honestly, I can't complain. That was the best phone sex I've ever had."

“If you keep talking like that, I might just book the first flight back to Italy,” he said, his voice thick with desire.

“Don’t you dare,” I scolded lightly, though I couldn’t keep the smile from my voice. “Your country needs you right now. But when this tournament is over, you’d better be on that first flight, because I’ll be waiting.”

“Oh, I will be,” Kenan promised, his voice full of intent. “And when I get there, I’m not letting you out of my sight.”

“I wouldn’t want it any other way,” I whispered, feeling the distance between us shrink with every word.

[hiver-vin]

Io sono l'Italia | Romano x reader

A/N: sorry if this is bad !! I’m a bit rusty,,

Warnings: Fem!Reader, Italy making moves on reader, probably ooc

“Are you Italy?”

Your voice rung out through the empty hall, echoing through Romano’s ears. The question almost didn’t seem real at first.

There’s no way you were asking him that.

But a small tug on the sleeve of his shirt confirmed it and almost hesitantly he turned around to face you.

You seemed a bit taken aback by his annoyed expression, was this really the guy Germany told you about? He matched the description almost perfectly…

His brow furrowed as he looked at you, his harsh glare making you more and more nervous.

“I-I think I have the wrong guy…” you laugh nervously as you throw your hands up. “I’ll just-“

“What is it exactly that you want?” He cut you off before you could scuttle away, crossing his arms over his chest. He told himself he couldn’t care less, but he was curious not only about the new nation in front of him, but if you had business with his brother than that made it his business too.

“Oh I just… Mr. Germany if I needed some help getting settled to find Italy, that ‘he’d make me feel right at home’.”

Romano let out a small exhale at your impression of Germany, finding amusement in the way you deepened your voice and furrowed your brow to mimic him. Romano scratched his chin, thinking for a second. He probably wasn’t the guy you were looking for- his brother was a lot friendlier than he was, he probably would just make you feel more nervous… but, you were kinda cute. As far as he was concerned he had been given the opportunity to chat up a cute girl before his brother could swoop in and ruin it for him…

“Yeah, alright.” He shrugged, motioning you to follow him as he turned around. “I’ll give you a tour.”

He watched as you let out a sigh of relief, a smug smile creeping onto his face.

“Yeah… that’d be nice… if it’s not too much trouble.”

“Sorry if I worried you, bella. Im a bit weary of strangers…” his now more relaxed demeanour helped ease you even more as he showed you around the large meeting building.

He threw in occasional flirts and compliments whenever he could, really buttering you up in anyway that he could. You seemed to be enjoying the attention so he didn’t mind cozying up to you a little bit for the time being. He knew once this tour was over and you were eventually introduced to everyone else you’d forget about him quickly, but for the time being it was nice to exist in these walls, just the two of you with your undivided attention.

“Maybe after this, you’d like to get lunch with me? Just the two of us?” He asked slyly.

You seemed to have warmed up to him quite a bit and if it was possible he’d like to keep it that way for as long as possible. He had to admit he liked being ‘Italy’. He had come second to his brother his whole life, just this once he wanted to come first.

You laughed sheepishly. “Aw, I-“ you were suddenly cut off by the sound of someone calling out to you both. Romanos face immediately fell as he turned around to see exactly who he was avoiding.

As Italy caught up to the two of you his smile widened. “I’ve been looking for you two everywhere!” He beamed. He quickly took your hand in his, all you could do is blink as you were a bit taken aback by his hyper behaviour.

“Oh wow! You’re the new girl? You’re so cute, I can’t wait to get to know you! I see you’ve met my brother, Romano! Are you two getting along? He’s a bit grumpy isn’t he?” His sing-songy voice just kept coming as he bombarded you with questions and compliments, it was almost dizzying. Romano let out a frustrated huff as he grabbed hold of his brothers arm, yelling something at him in Italian.

“Non vedi che siamo nel bel mezzo di qualcosa!? Idiota…”

Italy whimpered slightly, letting out a weak laugh as he looked back over to you.

“See I told you he was grumpy…”

Romano stood between the two of you, glaring at his younger brother as he continued to talk to him quietly in a language you couldn’t understand, it was weird watching them talk amongst themselves but you had the feeling it didn’t really involve you regardless. Eventually Romano huffed and threw his hands up, seemingly giving up on his brothers relentlessness.

He turned to leave, looking back at you one more time.

“I’ll uh… see you around.” He huffed.

You quickly reached out to him, grabbing hold of his arms. He blinked a few times as you followed closely behind him.

“We… still have a tour to finish.” You laugh nervously. “Why don’t we get back to that…”

“Are you sure?” He asked, gesturing back to his brother who seemed just as confused.

“Very.” You stated blankly. After a moment you both awkwardly waved goodbye to Italy, who looked like some kind of wounded puppy. You kept walking silently beside each other in silence, each of you unsure of what to say. You studied his annoyed expression, although you’d only just met today you had gotten relatively comfortable with Romano, considering him to be your first new friend.

After while you cleared your throat, finally speaking up. “You’re brother seems like… a handful… for me at least.”

He let out a small exhale, finding your remark amusing. “He is… but you’ll get used to it…”

He looked away, scratching the back of his neck.

“He’s far easier to get along with though, I wouldn’t blame you if you wanted to run back and go along with him instead… you might have more fun that way.”

You shake your head, a small smile on his face. “I think I’m good, like I said he’s a bit too intense. I’ve had a good time with you.”

His cheeks reddened as he looked away from you, pouting slightly. “I feel like I should admit to you I’m not exactly the Italy you were probably sent to find…”

You shrugged. “Yeah, I figured as much when we ran into your brother. But as far as I’m aware you’re still Italy so… it all kinda worked out, yeah?”

His entire face burned a bright red at your words and he found himself stuttering. It was true, he technically was Italy- why did he care so much about the fact that you thought that too.

“Whatever.” He grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest. “I’m starting to get hungry, let’s get out of here and find something to eat.”

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Translations: Io sono l'Italia | I am Italy

Non vedi che siamo nel bel mezzo di qualcosa!? Idiota | Can’t you see we’re in the middle of something!? Idiot

Sorry if these are wrong! I do not speak itialian </3

[merbear25]

Can you do Hetalia Axis x female reader x Allies? They are all figthing for the reader's love.

Hello! Even though this is more than the 3 character limit, I realize it would kind of defeat the fun and purpose of the ask to limit it. Instead, I decided to put them on a scale of most to least competitive with blurbs. Hope you like it!

CW: SFW, fem!reader in mind but nothing specific mentioned

Most to least competitive with a shared romantic interest (Axis and Allies)

Most

Italy: He'd constantly be around, chatting with you, being touchy feely, and overall hard to ignore. This might be his greatest advantage: you would have constant exposure to his silly ways which would make him hard to forget.

France: It was hard deciding if he'd be more or less competitive than Italy, but his means of getting your attention are far less of a resemblance to spamming. He'd rely heavily on romantic gestures, which may just do the trick.

England: In spite of his moments of self-loathing, he'd be confident enough to pursue you. He couldn't bear the thought of any of the others being with someone as lovely as you. You deserved a gentleman, and he'd be good and ready to fit that.

Germany: Even though he's more reserved and quiet, he's a go-getter. If he wanted something, he'd go by whichever means to get it ―this would include you. He'd be thoughtful about how he got your attention but would still be super nervous about his feelings for you.

America: Despite dominating nearly every conversation he's apart of, he wouldn't have the easiest time maintaining your attention. Sure, he'd be one of the first to come chat you up, but he wouldn't be the most suave with his flirting. He'd try but it may be a hit or miss.

China: Not nearly the loudest of the first half but the loudest of the last, he'd be insistent on working in time to see each other. He'd go the most mature route when it came to actually getting your attention, but when amongst the others his overall patience would run thin.

Japan: Self-assurance is something that has never been an issue for him. He wouldn't be the most successful when getting your attention in a group setting, since he's more reserved. If he was able to find you off by yourself, he'd feel confident going up and exchanging pleasentries.

Russia: He'd be slightly hopeful at first based on your interactions with him, but he'd ultimately lose steam as the others practically bulldozed their way to you. If he felt strongly enough towards you, and if you reignited his hope, he'd be ruthless. However, that'd be a big 'if'.

Canada: Unfortunately, his only real hope when competing for your love and attention would be if you were similar to him: the quiet and soft-spoken type. His confidence, when compared to the others', does not measure up in the slightest, leading to him discouraging himself.

Least

[bi-lavelent]

Lone wolf (Quinn fabray x fem-reader)

Warning: fluff, bullying, angst

My family was an immigrant family from Italy. My sister and me were the only American citizen in my family. We were also the only two who could speak English fluently. My dad was on a work visa from Germany and my mom was on a work visa from Italy.

I had always made it through school without being noticed. All I wanted to do was make it through the four years of high school. Living in Lima, Ohio is never easy. Especially when I didn’t have any friends. My home life wasn’t easy my family struggled a lot with money. We would live paycheck to paycheck. My mom had issues with what my father said was shopping. But it was really an addiction to drugs and drinking. I tried to never be a burden to anyone. I just tried making it out of high school which was never gonna happen I had several failed classes that I needed to catch up on and pass. I didn’t know if I would be making it out of fucking Lima Ohio. I didn’t even know if I wanted to graduate. There’s several jobs that don’t need me to graduate or my dad’s boss had dropped out of high school and made himself a million dollar business.

On the other hand my sister was a Cheerio. She was popular. She was dating a football player Matt Rutherford. She was friends with the unholy trinity although she was a year younger than them. They accepted her and treated her like a little sister. Her and Matt met last year when he was a freshman and she was an 8th grader. She was at cheerleading camp and performed at one of the games. She seemed to be the perfect kid straight A’s and just all together Straight. Unlike me who was a raging Lesbian loner with tattoos and piercings.

It was the first day of my senior year. As I got dressed in a leather crop top, a leather skirt and a heavy leather jacket. I ran across the hallway to wake up my sister. I sat on her bed and shook her.

“Hope! It’s time to wake up.” I told her

“Ugh… do I have too.” She pleaded

“Yes, come on we both are in the only two years of highschool that are good.” I replied “we have to leave in 30 minutes. I’m gonna run down the street to the convenient store and grab us some breakfast. Well you put your make up on.”

I ran down to the convenient store and picked us both up some donuts and got us some milk (choose whatever milk you like or change it if your lactose intolerant) I got myself a strawberry banana milk and my sister some chocolate. I went up to the counter to pay. I headed back to the car and went back home to grab my sister. She was already outside waiting for me. As I drove her to school we sang along to the radio. We had a twenty minute drive to school so we sang everything from AC/DCs Thunderstruck to Bon Jovi’s You give love a bad name. But as soon as we arrived at school she had me drop her off a block away so that she would not be seen with me. I drove into the senior lot almost hitting a couple of Jocks throwing kids into a dumpster.

I kept my head down all day like usual. Until I got cornered in the library by my Spanish teacher after school well I was studying. Well I was actually waiting for my sister. I was excepting that he wanted to talk to me about Spanish. But instead he showed me a video of me in middle school singing in my choir. He asked me if I would join his stupid glee club. I said no of course. Why would I join a stupid club let alone the glee club. I was walking out the school when I saw some kids in the choir room singing and what apparently they think is dancing. I stopped and stood there for a second before a girl with a really big smile waved at me. God I hated happy people I walked away and got in my car and drove a block away to pick my sister up.

“How was cheer practice?” I asked her

“Don’t talk to me. I don’t talk to losers like you.” She told me

“Okay, Lupa.” I said

“Verliererin”she said

(Translate) Lupa: Bitch (Italian)

Verliererin: Loser (German)

I got home and went to bed. There was no point in staying up the only thing that it would lead to is me getting yelled at but of course I still got yelled out.

Our mother came storming into my room at 1:00am screaming at me. “ (Nessuno ti amerà mai né si prenderà cura di te. Sei una puttana e una stronza, sei fortunato che lascio vivere a casa mia anche un frocio come te. So solo che sei facile da battere.) Nobody will ever love you or care about you. You’re a whore and a cunt you’re lucky I’m even letting a fag like you live in my home. I just know that you’re easy to beat.”

As she left my bedroom I heard her go upstairs and go to her room. I went upstairs and went out to my car I just went for a drive to see how far I could get. I didn’t stop driving til I got tired. At that point I had Passed the border I wasn’t sure what direction I was going in. But I had hit Michigan at some point a couple hours ago. It was way past the start of school but I couldn’t go back. I couldn’t get what my mom said out of my head. It hurt so much I knew that she didn’t like me but I did not think that she would say it to my face. I got a text from Matt saying that he had brought my sister to school.

I had stayed away for a couple days staying at a hotel. Well I was staying there one day I was exploring and I discovered that there was a good lesbian bar that was near by the hotel. I didn’t drink much but I met some people that were like me and it felt good for the first time in along time.

When I came back I drove into the senior lot I didn’t attend much of my classes I attended my history class and spent the rest of the time in the only place that I never get interrupted the auditorium. I don’t why but it was always the place that I felt the safest. I looked up when I heard talking I saw those group of kids from the choir room a football player. I think his name was Fish I have no clue I wasn’t paying attention when Matt introduced them to me and my sister. When they started singing I heard the happiness in their voice. It sounded like the really wanted to be there. I looked up to see Mr. Schue standing next to me also watching them. He said some shit I guess he was gonna leave (which wouldn’t be the worse thing) I don’t even think he knows Spanish.

Why was I so happy in that moment. Maybe it was cause I was seeing a group of kids who the world hadn’t damaged yet. Just having fun maybe I realized …

[headingalaxys-spicy]

America's Master List

The First of the new Master Lists for 2024! It still needs to have all of the newest works but some of them are on here already! Thanks for reading! There are so many of there crazy things their might be multiple for America XD jebus. But this is for you, like me, Alfred F. Jones simps, who need their content.

America and England with an S/O (Human AU)

Cardverse Senario

Cardverse Scenario: White Queen Taken from a Different Kingdom

Yandere America Cardverse

Yandere Demon America Headcannons

Demon Games: America

Spicy Yandere! Demon America  

Yandere Demon America w/Strong Escapee S/O 

Yandere Demon America with a Priestess S/O 

Yandere Demon America w/ a Yandere S/O 

Demon America w/ S/O that won his Bloody Money Game 

Demon America w/ Jealous S/O  

Demon America w/Stupid S/O that kept his coins  

Demon America w/Stupid S/O that kept his coins pt.2 (Spicy) 

Yandere Demon America w/ S/O who has awful parents  

Yandere Demon America w/ Demon Princess  

Yandere America x Reader (That has traits similar to Francis)  X Yandere France 

Yandere America with a Metal Head Darling with a Guitar

Yandere Mob Boss America 

Yandere Spain, Germany, America, North and South Italy with a wife who just found out that they're a mob boss

Yandere Demon America, England, Russia w/Ghost Reader  

Yandere Demon America w/ Smart human 

Yandere Demon America w/ Yandere Demoness S/O that captures him  

Yandere Demon America w/ Ancient Monster Darling 

Yandere Demon America w/ Angel Darling  

Birthday Drabble Demon America Club 27  

Yandere Demon America w/Dark Witch Darling 

Yandere Demon America: Family life with S/O

Yandere Demon America vs Demon Canada that love the same S/O 

Yandere Demon America & Russia w/ Supernatural Hunter Reader  

Yandere Demon America w/ Witch Darling pt.2  

Yandere Demon America x Right Hand Demon Darling  

Yandere America X Male Reader X Russia Captive  

Yandere Demon America x Dumbass reader 

Yandere Demon America claiming them for the first time after kidnapping  

Yandere Demon America x Dark Witch Darling p.3  

Yandere Demon America vs Demon Russia  

Yandere Demon America with Chaos Lord p.2

Yandere Demon Germany & Russia with a Chaos lord 

(I'm sure you're tired as hell from seeing the word 'Yandere' aren't you? America vs Russia as demons 

Yandere Demon America X Doomguy reader 

Yandere Demon America with a Succubus reader 

Yandere Demon America x Chaos Lord 

Yandere Demon America with an escapee human 

Demon America w/ Pervy Sage like S/O  

Yandere Demon America with a Heathen Goddess darling 

Yandere demon America with a Nephilim Darling 

Yandere Demon America and Japan with an Oni darling 

Demon King America with an experimental dragon darling 

Yandere America with Platonic Yandere Demonness 

Yandere Demon King America X Reader : Someone tries to assassinate you 

Yandere Demon America with a Half Human / Half Demon Darling 

Yandere Demon King America X Reader X Demon King Russia: Right-Hand Woman p.2 

Yandere Demon King America X Reader X Demon King Russia: Right Hand Woman P.3

Demon America with a Fem! S/O and a box of Chocolate

Yandere! Angel America & Germany in Luv with a demon 

America X Reader X Britain p.1  

America x Reader X Britain p.2 

America X Reader X Britain p.3 America Ending 

America x Reader X Britain p.4 England Ending  

Epilogue w/America  

Yandere Alpha 2p! America Headcannons 

Yandere America rejecting his Omega S/O only to realize that he misses them

What dog breeds that the Allies and the Axis are in the Omegaverse

Omega America Headcannons 

Yandere Alpha America and Germany w/ a darling that committed suicide 

Yandere Alpha America with an Alpha Darling 

Yandere Alpha America with an Alpha Darling p.2

Omega America tormenting his darling 

Differences between Yandere Alpha America and Yandere Omega America

The Emperor for Evil America 

The Sun, The Devil, Temperance, & Tower America, France, Romano, Spain, & Russia 

The World and High Priestess with the Allies 

Justice and the Devil 2p America

Club-27 pt. 2

The Longer Series (Or Lore within the stuff I write) I'm trying to work on: The Golden Nightingale, Peacekeepers (Omegaverse) and possibly Mating Season (Demon AU however that's likely to be more headcanons than storytelling)

Golden Nightingale Intro

Chapter 1: Tourmaline Daydream

Chapter 2: The Chaos

Mating Season

Yandere Demon Kings Lands 

Just more ramblings about how the Omegaverse AU is written 

Explanations on how you’re categorized in the Omegaverse 

Omega America on suppressants 

When two Alpha’s fight over an Omega 

How the capturing process works in the Omegaverse 

The successful Omega Rebellion hypothetical

[hopelessromqntic]

Intro Post

hello there, you can call me honey! i'm currently at a point where i don't wanna start working on my big creative projects but wanna keep myself busy still. so i bring to everyone, this blog! i'm taking requests for countryhumans x reader.

rules;

WILL do:

( historical countries and organisations

( headcanons

( gn!readers

( fluff, comfort, scenarios, ect.

( both platonic, familial, and romantic hcs!

( both fem! and masc! versions of countries, preferably specified

( potentially politically problematic/current things (but i'll decide if im comfy doing every request while sorting through

( provocative things/implied smut

( any kind of reader attribute-wise

( 1-4 characters max

WON'T DO:

( actual smut

( assigning the reader non-gender neutral pronouns

( heavy angst

( anything death-related

( fics, for now

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list of requestible characters (will grow over time): Australia, Belarus, Brazil, Bulgaria, Canada, China, Cuba, Denmark, Egypt, Estonia, Finland, France, Germany, Italy, Japan, (Imperial) Japan, Kazakhstan, NATO, North Korea, South Korea, Phillipines, Poland, Romania, Russia, (1st/2nd/3rd) Reich, Turkey, UN, United Kingdom, United States, Ukraine, USSR, Vietnam

(please specify what period/era they should be in if you are requesting a modern country!)

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tags for this blog!

#honey speaks 🌸 - unrelated/non-writing things

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REQUESTS: OPEN!

[kostantina]

NSFW 🔥: Fem!HRE!Germany x England (+Italy)

Throne sex with Fem!HRE!Germany on the throne and England on his knees, worshipping his empress through cunnilingus. To see a powerful man kneeling and worshipping his woman is honestly my guilty pleasure. Imagine him begging, though, and calling her by her honorifics 🤭 The power she would have felt to see this very same man that many feared being a submissive mess when it comes to her.

And yes this is based on my Worlds of the Imperium AU, which I wasn't able to finish in May as planned 😭

Now, talking about that AU, I have this cuckolding/threesome idea set in the same universe, in which England remained possessive of her and therefore invited Italy, the man whom he was most jealous wary of, to join them in their intimacy. He would then pleasure himself and watch as Italy fuck his beloved wife. And if he finally took what was rightfully his, he would become very very satisfied as she took more pleasure from him than the other. I could also imagine her moaning his name, even though it was Feli pleasuring her, which would make him arrogant as hell.

But arrogant!Arthur is hot ngl 🥵

[prpfz]

🌎✨ Hello there! I want to start off by saying that I am NOT replacing any current RP’s or partners. This is kind of a specific ad for a sorta-dead fandom, but I’m a 21+ writer looking for 18+ writers to do a GerIta RP from Hetalia— more specifically, I’m looking for someone to write a submissive Germany against my Femdom Italy. I have a carnal need to see my big German muscle man being dommed by his short Italian lady. 🫶🏻

I’m pretty strict on this RP being FxM, so sorry if that’s not your thing. I would be okay with writing MxM for other ships though, but I /really/ want to write Germany x Fem!Italy. I’ve also got a list of kinks I’d like to include but I won’t discuss them on here. While I do want this to be a pretty smut-heavy RP, I would still like to have plot and more fluffy moments as well.

I consider myself to be advanced literate and I will only write on discord, but I do prefer to do some of the plotting here on tumblr via messages first. Just give this post a like and I will get back to you!

give a like and anon will get back to you

[rphunter]

🌎✨ Hello there! I haven’t had any previous hits on this kind of specific and niche ad for a sorta-dead fandom, but I’m trying again. I’m a 21+ writer looking for 18+ writers to do a GerIta RP from Hetalia— more specifically, I’m looking for someone to write a submissive Germany against my Femdom Italy. I have a carnal need to see my big German muscle man being dommed by his short Italian lady. 🫶🏻

I’m pretty strict on this RP being FxM, so sorry if that’s not your thing. I would be okay with writing MxM for other ships though, but I /really/ want to write Germany x Fem!Italy. I’ve also got a list of kinks I’d like to include but I won’t discuss them on here. While I do want this to be a pretty smut-heavy RP, I would still like to have plot and more fluffy moments as well.

I consider myself to be advanced literate and I will only write on discord, but I do prefer to do some of the plotting here on tumblr via messages first. Just give this post a like and I will get back to you!

,

[starfruit-grafitti]

i need more of your gerita art, its so cute

have a germany x nyo italy as a treat

[verstarppen]

MAX & THE THREE MUSKETEERS MASTERLIST

: ̗̀°•*⁀☆ SUMMARY: mercedes is just a tiny bit worried about your dates with their archnemesis; once mick, lewis and george caught a whiff of your treason, they had to intervene and stop the villain from stealing their princess.

•*⁀☆ PAIRING: max verstappen x fem! mercedes admin! reader

╰≫ NOTE: the reader has no face claim. pictures haven't been used to represent the reader's appearance.

๋࣭ ⭑⁀☆ STATUS: completed

⋆｡‧⁀☆ UPDATES: 22:00 GMT (UTC+0 UK), 09:00 AEDT (UTC+11 AUSTRALIA), 23:00 CET (UTC+1 GERMANY, FRANCE, ITALY), 00:00 EET (UTC +2 GREECE), 07:00 JST (UTC +9 JAPAN), 17:00 EST (UTC -5 AMERICA), 14:00 PST (UTC +8 CANADA), 03:30 IST (UTC +5:30)

･ﾟ:⁀☆ TAGS: fluff, all of this reads like a fever dream, crackiest crack that has ever cracked, toto and christian being forced in-laws, max being max, this is like romeo and juliet if they slayed, blatant mick favoritism, lewis being too old for this shit, sebastian cameo, the wigs were paid actors

‧₊˚⁀☆ A/N: i was bullied to turn this into a series

[ episode i ] - 20/09/2023

[ episode ii ] - 22/09/2023

[ episode iii ] - 25/09/2023

[ episode iv ] - 30/09/2023

[ episode v ] - 12/10/2023

[ the finale ] - 31/10/2023

[ bonus ] - 10/02/2024

[ 1 year anniversary ] - 20/09/2024

[shitsndgiggs]

Hey Kaya... can you write something about kenan and reader where they are in established relationship and he is in Italy because of his career and the reader is in Germany because she is attending college and she gets sick and needs to be hospitalized. Ofc she didn't tell kenan that she is in the hospital and he finds out about that and flies to Germany to see her.... angst to fluff.... because he is mad at her for not telling him...

BY MY SIDE - KENAN YILDIZ

Kenan flying out to you when you get hospitalized

Kenan Yildiz x fem! reader

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The beeping of the heart monitor echoed through the quiet hospital room, each sound a reminder of how far things had spiraled out of control.

I lay there, staring at the white ceiling, feeling the dull ache in my chest and the tug of the IV in my arm.

I never wanted Kenan to find out about this. He was in Italy, focused on his football career, and I was in Germany, trying to keep up with college while my body betrayed me.

I had been in the hospital for a few days now, battling an illness that had blindsided me. The doctors said it was serious, but treatable.

That hadn’t done much to ease my mind. I felt isolated, scared, and worst of all, guilty for not telling Kenan.

He would drop everything to be here if he knew, but that was the last thing I wanted. I didn’t want to be the reason he lost focus during such a crucial time.

My phone buzzed on the table beside me, pulling me from my thoughts. I glanced over and saw Kenan’s name flashing on the screen.

My heart skipped a beat. It was a FaceTime call, and I knew I couldn’t avoid him anymore.

He hadn’t heard from me in a couple of days, and he was probably worried. I forced myself to sit up slightly, adjusting the blanket around me to hide the hospital gown, and took a deep breath before answering the call.

“Hey, babe,” I greeted him, trying to inject as much normalcy into my voice as possible. I mustered a smile, though it felt weak and unconvincing.

Kenan’s face lit up on the screen, his familiar smile making my heart ache with how much I missed him.

But then, his expression shifted. His brows furrowed as he looked closer, noticing the sterile walls behind me. The worry in his eyes deepened, and my heart sank.

“Hey... Are you okay? Where are you?” His voice was laced with concern, and I could see him trying to piece together what he was seeing.

I tried to laugh it off, waving my hand dismissively. “I’m fine, just a bit under the weather. Nothing serious.”

His eyes narrowed, scanning my face for any sign of deception. “Y/N, that doesn’t look like your dorm room. Are you in a hospital?”

Panic surged through me. I had been so careful, angling the camera to hide the IV, but I had underestimated how well he knew me. “Kenan, it’s really nothing. I just—”

“Are you in a hospital?!” he repeated, his voice rising with alarm.

I hesitated, the tears that had been threatening to fall finally breaking free. There was no point in lying anymore.

I nodded, feeling a lump in my throat. “Yes, but I’m fine, really. The doctors are just keeping me here for observation. I didn’t want to worry you.”

Kenan’s face darkened, a mix of fear and anger flashing in his eyes. “You didn’t want to worry me? Y/N, you’re in a hospital! Of course, I’m worried!” He ran a hand through his hair, frustration evident in every movement. “Why didn’t you tell me? How long have you been there?”

His voice was tight, and I could see how much this was hurting him. “A few days… but I didn’t want to distract you from your training. I know how important it is to you.”

Kenan shook his head, his jaw clenched as he struggled to control his emotions. “Important? Y/N, you’re the most important thing in my life! Not football, not anything else. You could have died, and I wouldn’t have even known.” His voice cracked, and it broke my heart to see him like this.

Tears streamed down my face as I looked at him, my guilt overwhelming me. “I’m sorry, Kenan. I didn’t mean to make you worry. I just thought… I didn’t want to be a burden.”

“A burden?” he echoed, his voice full of disbelief.

“You think you’re a burden to me?” He shook his head again, looking away as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “I can’t believe you didn’t trust me enough to tell me what was going on.”

The pain in his voice cut through me like a knife. “It’s not that I didn’t trust you. I just… I didn’t want you to feel like you had to drop everything for me.”

Kenan’s eyes softened slightly, but the hurt was still there. “I would drop everything for you, Y/N. You’re my life. You mean more to me than anything else. And if you were in danger… I should have been there.”

“I know,” I whispered, my voice breaking. “I know, and I’m so sorry.”

There was a long silence as we both processed what had been said. Kenan finally spoke, his voice quieter, but still tinged with sadness. “I’m coming to Germany. I’m getting on the first flight out.”

“Kenan, you don’t have to—”

“I’m coming,” he repeated, his tone leaving no room for argument. “I need to be with you. Please, let me do this.”

I nodded, fresh tears falling. “Okay. I want you here, too.”

“I’ll be there as soon as I can,” he promised, his eyes softening as he looked at me. “Just hang in there, okay?”

“I will,” I said, trying to give him a reassuring smile, even though my heart was still heavy.

We ended the call, and I stared at the phone in my hand, feeling a mixture of relief and dread. Kenan was coming, and while part of me was comforted by that, another part of me feared what his arrival would mean.

I had been so scared of being a burden, of holding him back, that I hadn’t realized how much I was hurting him by keeping him in the dark.

A few hours later, as I lay in bed trying to rest, my phone buzzed again. I expected it to be Kenan, maybe giving me an update on his flight, but instead, it was my mother.

She was calling to check in, as she had been doing every day since I was admitted.

“Hi, Mom,” I answered, trying to sound cheerful, though I was sure she could hear the strain in my voice.

“Y/N, darling, how are you feeling?” she asked, her voice full of concern.

“I’m okay, just tired,” I replied honestly. “The doctors say I’m stable, but they want to keep me here a little longer.”

“I’m glad you’re being taken care of,” she said, her voice softening. “But you need to rest, sweetheart. You’ve been through so much.”

“I know, Mom,” I sighed, closing my eyes. “Kenan’s coming to see me. I told him what’s going on.”

There was a pause on the other end of the line. “I’m glad. He should be there with you.”

“Yeah,” I whispered, feeling the weight of everything pressing down on me.

We talked for a little while longer before saying our goodbyes. As I hung up, I realized how much I missed the feeling of Kenan’s arms around me, the comfort of knowing he was right there.

I had tried to protect him by keeping my illness a secret, but all I had done was hurt us both.

The next day, I woke up to the sound of the door to my hospital room creaking open. I blinked, my vision blurry, and then I saw him—Kenan, standing there with a backpack slung over his shoulder, his hair slightly messy, and dark circles under his eyes. He looked exhausted, but his eyes lit up with relief when he saw me.

“Y/N,” he breathed, dropping his bag to the floor and rushing to my side. He took my hand in his, holding it tightly as if he never wanted to let go.

“Kenan…” I started, but he shook his head.

“Don’t say anything. Just let me be here with you,” he said softly, his thumb brushing over my knuckles.

Tears welled up in my eyes again, and I nodded, unable to speak. He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead, his lips lingering there for a moment.

“I’m here now,” he whispered, his voice full of emotion. “And I’m not going anywhere.”

For the first time since I had been admitted, I felt a sense of peace. Kenan was here, and despite everything, he still wanted to be with me.

I had been so scared of losing him, but now I realized how foolish that fear had been.

[merbear25]

Hetalia Masterlist

Events

100 Followers

200 Followers

Kinktober (2024)

Halloween

SFW

Meeting an immortal

(Norway, Denmark, Finland)

(Germany, Prussia, Italy)

(Canada, England, Russia)

With a simp reader

(Italy, France, China)

(Russia, Germany, Prussia)

Serivce and a smile (France, Italy, Prussia)

Meeting your family (America, Prussia, England)

When you like drawing them (Prussia, France, Belarus)

Their fictional crush came to life (Prussia, France, Japan)

With a s/o who loves horror (China, France, Italy)

You forgot to shave (Allies and Axis) *highly suggestive

The things we do for love (China)

With a hermit reader (Italy, France, China)

Prisoner of war (Axis)

Meeting a reader from One Piece (Canada, England, Russia)

Stuck in a love triangle (Germany x Reader x France)

With a reader who has abandonment issues (America)

Reacting to their s/o wearing a quirky shirt (Italy, Romano, Spain)

With a reader who has abandonment issues (China, France, Italy)

Seeing you hold a little one (Spain, Finland, France)

Just between us (GerIta) *very suggestive

Tethered love (America, Italy, Denmark)

A fem s/o who crochets (Italy, Denmark, Germany)

Most to least competitive with a shared romantic interest (Axis and Allies)

NSFW

Having a breeding kink

(Russia, Switzerland)

(Japan)

(Poland)

With a reader who's a masochist (France, Prussia, China)

Having a wet dream about you (Axis)

America and England with a breeding kink

NSFW alphabet (Axis)

[alittlecstaticxilophone]

Stories

This one is for @maryranstadler1 who requested number 14 gerita, I hope it desn’t bother you that I made italy a girl and I hope you like it :). And I’m sorry it took this long life caught me and didn’t gave me any free time.

Just like any seven years old kid Ludwig never liked going to school, for him it was boring and the fact that he only had two friends when his entire class seemed to get along pretty well wasn’t of any help. He turned his head at the feeling of someone staring at him, only to find Alice, the Italian girl and one of his only friends staring at him with a huge smile in her face. In the moment she discovered she got caught she waved at the German boy who turned to the other side with a small blush on his face.

The classroom was a mess, nearly no one was in their chair because the teacher had gone out because the principal had called her, and franckly, the poor woman needed a break from the hyperactive bunch of kids. Kiku had told him once that he heard that the teacher putted something weird on her coffee every morning so she could endure the rest of the day.

It was then when a paper ball landed on his face, based on the shocked faces of his classmates the most likely to be responsible was Alfred Jones, anooyed the blond boy stood up from his chair and headed to the front of the classroom, now the entire class’ eyes were on him looking forward to see what he would do. Once Ludwig was on the front of the class he took a deep breath

-Listen to me!- he screamed at the top of his lungs startling the kids -Every single one of you are going to seat in silence! I don’t care if you talk between each other but you have to be as quiet as possible! If any of you misbehave I’ll make sure you get punished! Am I clear?!- The German boy finished making his classmates nod quickly from their seats engaging in small conversations.

-Ve~ That was really cool Luddy!- Alice said -You even scared me!- She confessed with a soft smile in his face, Ludwig didn’t know what to respond unsure of the fact that he didn’t know if he should take the last one as an insult or as a compliment considering that the Italian girl got scared quite easily.

When the teacher got inside the classroom she was highly surprised of the fact that all of the kids were on their seats talking amongst each other instead of screaming and fighting like they usually were. She took one look at the coffee in her hand wondering if she was dreaming.

-Alright class!- She yelled when she got inside the classroom to attract the kids attention, when all of the children turned their heads almost immediately she almost felt like she could shed a tear. -For today I want you to draw someone special for you, any of you know why we are having this assignment?- The woman asked; as soon as she finished the question Alice raised her hand eagerly

-Ve~-she muttered -Is it because Valentine’s day is coming?- Alice asked anxious with a smile on her face -My nonno said it was ve~-The Italian claimed 

-That is correct Alice, very good- The teacher congratulated. -So get working kids, each one of you have to give this pictured to the person you drew, you can even make multiple draws for every single person you think is special- The teacher said while she sat in her chair, her coffee still in hand.

Ludwig regretted the assignment almost instantly, he was really bad at drawing like most of his class and besides thanks to getting most of his genetic traits from his grandpa he was bad at expressing feelings and even worst at showing them. His grandpa had always told him that if he was in front of something difficult he should divide it by steps, so Ludwig compelled.

The first step was the hardest, he had to figure out who he was going to draw, it was difficult because he never really classified the people around him, They just were there with him; he figured out he should draw his grandpa, the man had raised him and always pulled up with Ludwig’s older brother who the little boy was going to draw as well. He passed his eyes around the classroom looking at his classmates, most of them had already started, when his eyes posed on Alice he decided to draw her too, the little girl always was there  for him.

He stared at the three pages in front of him they had drawings yes, but they were awful, Alice always managed to make pretty drawings even at her short age, his were messy to say the least and most of the time they didn’t looked like what they were supposed to be

-Very good Kids!- the woman called taking Ludwig out from his thoughts to pay attention to the woman -Now, who wants to be the first one to show their drawings to the entire class?- The teacher asked and Alice raised her hand entusiastic, when the teacher nodded the girl took the drawings with one hand and headed to the front of the class.

-This is my nonno- she said holding a draw with what appeared to be an old man. -This is my fratello, he is kinda grumpy but he is good deep down he is a good person-She explained a smile in her face, Ludwig had dealed with Lovino already,he never knew someone could mutter all those curses in one breath -And this is my friend Ludwig- She said catching his attention, his cheeks turned red from the mention of his name, the entire class let out a small choir of uhhs

-Alright Alice you may sit now- The teacher indicated 

The rest of the time Ludwig’s classmates started to pass and tell some of their stories, he was grateful when the bell that indicated recess sounded so he didn’t have to pass to the front.

As soon as he was out with his lunch in hand he searched for a place to sit founding it next to the Italian girl who seemed to be waiting for him, she was eating a lasagna, he would be taked aback if it wasn’t for the fact that it was Alice and it was something she would bring to school.

He made his way to her sitting in the bench by her side, both of them started to eat and he was unsure of how to let out the question that had haunted him with the curiosity denying his capacity to let it out

-Why do you think I’m special?- Ludwig asked nervous after a few seconds, she stared at him, food still on her mouth.

-Because you are cool- she talked wih her mouth full making impossible for him to understand her

-What?- he asked in confussion, she smiled and swallowed everything

-Beacause you are cool- she repeated, 

-I’m not- he said confused, he never described himself as cool, and none of his classmates described him as cool

-Yes you are!- the little seven years old said excited waving her hands in the air- You are always calmed, you can put the entire class in order, not even the teacher can do that! Ve~ and also you resolve the math problems really quickly, and you always help me when I can’t solve them!- she was using her stained fingers to count every single one of the things she was saying baffling him -And finally you always have extra pencils and you always let me grab one when I forget mines- She exclaimed with her hands in the air careful to not drop her and his food

-Oh I see- he said unsure of what to respond -Thank you- he smiled softly

-Your welcome-She answered -You never got a turn to talk- she realized -Who did you draw?- she asked in genuine concern and his cheeks turned pink

-Oh, well, I drew my brother and my Grandpa- he admitted a little embarrased, her smile grew wider

-How are they?- she asked excited, so Ludwig exped most of the recess sharing some of his grandpa’s and brother’s stories while Alice told him as many as she could taking the most part of the conversation.

He promised himself he would never tell her he drew her as well.

Here’s the list of prompts and feel free to request