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erina-writes-headcanons · 9 months

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Feliciano Vargas, Lovino Vargas, Ludwig Beilschmidt, and Yao Wang with S/O Who are Serious Most Of The Time Until They Received Their Affection and Get Shy

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A/N: Hey @thekitsuneyokumoku! I knew you requested Hetalia Headcanons in the chat and I let it slide this time because I prefer if you request me in the Ask Button instead of in the chat. Anyway, thank you so much for your idea for this headcanon and I hope you like the final result.

Warning: None

Gender: Neutral

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Feliciano Vargas - North Italy

Feliciano is very cuddly and he likes to hug people around him so it wasn't really a surprise if he tries to hug you as his S/O. Then rubbing his cheeks on your face.

Not only cuddly but Feliciano would kiss your cheeks just out of nowhere because he is affectionate to everyone. If you watch the anime, you would see hugs from Lovino to Kiku. He also tried to hug Ludwig.

You are serious most of the time? I would be not surprised if Feliciano is trying to break your guard just to fluster you with his little affection.

Also, he is also a great cook so he would make perfect pasta for you just to show his love to you when you are hungry but really busy because of your work.

Despite his innocent smile and closed eyes. He enjoys when you are getting flustered when you get shy as you receive his affection but he won't show it.

He is still trying to play this innocently while hugging, kissing, and making pasta for you when you try to talk about how shy you are with his affection. "Huh, what's wrong with it mi amor? I'm just being There's nothing wrong about it, right?"

He thinks you are very adorable when you are getting shy because you receive his kisses and his hugs as your face is burning because of him. He won't stop even if you ask him.

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(Y/N) sat in front of their computer, their/her/his eyes fixed on the screen, fingers dancing across the keyboard. The soft glow of the monitor illuminated their focused expression, casting a warm hue on their determined features. The room was quiet, save for the gentle hum of the computer and the occasional tapping of keys.

A mug of hot, steaming coffee sat on (Y/N)'s table. The comforting aroma enveloped the air around them, creating a room filled with a warm coffee scent. As (Y/N) worked diligently, their/her/his hand occasionally reached out to grasp the mug's handle, the porcelain radiating a soothing heat that travelled up their fingers and took a sip of the bitter yet sweet beverage.

Feliciano peered out from behind the slightly ajar door, he couldn't help but feel a pang of concern as he observed your relentless dedication to the task at hand. He wanted to step in, to offer his warm and comforting hugs so you two could just cuddle together and forget all of the burdens.

Aware that interrupting (Y/N)'s focused work would make you pissed off and receive silent treatment from you. Feliciano decided he could do something sweet for you instead of bothering you and ending up annoying the hell out of you.

An idea sparked in his mind, and a bright smile spread across his face. He quietly retreated from behind the door and headed to the kitchen. With his experience in the kitchen, he gathered the ingredients needed for a comforting meal: fresh basil leaves, pine nuts, garlic, Parmesan cheese, and a box of spaghetti.

Feliciano's heart warmed at the thought of surprising you with a delicious homemade meal, something that would surely bring a smile to your face amidst your demanding workload. He couldn't wait to see the surprise and happiness in your eyes when he presented the plate of fragrant pesto spaghetti, a small gesture of love to remind them that taking a moment for themselves was just as important as their dedication to their tasks.

With the pesto spaghetti prepared to perfection, Feliciano held the dish in his hands. He gently knocked on the door before slowly pushing it open. (Y/N) glanced up from their/her/his work, surprised by the unexpected interruption. Feliciano's warm smile greeted them as he entered, holding the plate of steaming pasta. "Mi Amor!!! I thought you might need a break, so I made some Pesto Spaghetti for you," He skips in happily before putting the plate on your table.

With a soft, affectionate smile, he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss on each of their cheeks. (Y/N)'s surprise was evident, your cheeks warming even more as you blinked in astonishment. You glance at the floor, not expecting a kiss from your boyfriend. "T-thank you, Feliciano," (Y/N) stutters.

Feliciano couldn't resist a playful glint in his eyes as he noticed the pink tint spreading across (Y/N)'s cheeks after the gentle kisses. He leaned against the doorway, his smile dancing with mischief. "Oh, I didn't know a simple kiss on the cheeks would turn you into such a blushing masterpiece, Mi Amor" he teased, his tone light and affectionate. Y/N's shyness deepened, and they tried to suppress a smile as they playfully rolled their eyes.

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Lovino Vargas - South Italy

Unlike Feliciano, Lovino is much more Tsundere when he is trying to show his affection around his crush. You know how he treats Spain so don't expect him to be as cuddly as Feliciano.

However, he does see his other side with his pickup lines so I could see that he would try to make you blush with his Italian pickup lines to try to make you blush.

This can be a little bit awkward though because mostly you are serious and he's not really teasing as much as Feliciano but he can be quite romantic.

Lovino does hug you or kiss you but not in public because he does not want to be teased so he would only be doing it in the bedroom where you two are cosy.

He does think you look cute though when you are blushing but he is not going to admit it as loud as Feliciano unless he does plan to fluster you.

Would also whisper sweet nothing just to fluster you when the two of you are not in public. He's Italian, so he's as experienced as Feliciano in the art of flirting and romance.

Also, he would surprisingly make pizza for you instead of Pasta. His special pizza and he would be pissed if you decide to eat those fake pizza from convenient store.

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As the sun began its descent on a Friday evening, (Y/N) and Lovino. They had been looking forward to this movie night all week long. The living room was adorned with cosy blankets, and a couple of sodas chilling in the ice bucket but it was not complete with the snacks for the movie night.

Lovino arrived first, his trademark scowl softened by the upcoming evening's prospect. He kicked off his shoes and settled onto the couch, sending a quick text to Y/N that he was there. Soon enough, (Y/N) joined him from Kitchen once you place the ice bucket filled with cold drinks next to the couch, your smile infectious as they entered the room.

"Hey, Lovino! Ready for another movie night?" Y/N asked with a soft smile on her/his/their face.

"Yeah, yeah, I guess so," he muttered, trying to mask his own anticipation.

Lovino Vargas leaned back on the couch, his attention divided between the Netflix menu and the movie selection. He shifted slightly, glancing at (Y/N) seated beside him. With a bashful smile that he tried to hide, he wrapped his arm around you. As he pretended to scroll through the movie options, his fingers brushed against (Y/N)'s arm, a subtle way of conveying his affection.

Lovino's heart raced as he felt a mixture of nerves and excitement, his arm wrapped around (Y/N). Just as he was beginning to feel more at ease, the distant sound of the doorbell pierced the air. He quickly pulled his arm away, the sudden movement accompanied by a muttered grumble under his breath. His cheeks tinged with a faint blush as he tried to regain his composure, cursing his own awkwardness.

As the doorbell rang, (Y/N) sprang up from the couch. (Y/N) hurried to the door, their/her/his steps quick but controlled. Opening the door revealed the pizza delivery person with a frown on the delivery man face. "Here's your pizza," the guy hands the pizza box. "Alright and here's the cash and the tip too," (Y/N) mutters before pulling out a few bucks and giving it to the delivery man.

As (Y/N) reentered the room, pizza box in hand, Lovino's eyes flickered towards the delicious prize they held. However, Lovino glances at the pizza box. The box is written 'American Express Pizza' and he puffs his cheeks together. "Mi amor. Did you buy that Horrible American Pizza?" he asks. "They are not horrible and yes, I did," (Y/N) looks at Lovino.

Lovino's nose wrinkled ever so slightly at the mention of American Express Pizza, his preference for Italian cuisine evident in his expression. "Ugh, American Express Pizza? You know I can't stand that stuff," he quipped. "Hey, how about this? Since I can actually make a proper Italian pizza, why don't we make one together? I'll show you the real deal, and then we can enjoy it while watching the movie," He held one of your hands and drag you to the kitchen.

A light blush painted (Y/N)'s cheeks as Lovino gently took your hand, his touch sending a subtle thrill through you. His actions were unexpectedly tender, and they followed him willingly as he led them to the kitchen. The scent of ingredients and the warmth of the oven filled the air, creating a cosy atmosphere that matched their fluttering emotions.

Lovino turned towards them, his gaze meeting theirs. Before (Y/N) could say anything, he leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss on each of (Y/N) cheeks, his affectionate gesture momentarily leaving her/him/them breathless. The surprise of his kiss deepened your blush, (Y/N) heart beating a little faster.

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Ludwig Beilschmidt - Germany

Unlike Feliciano, he is much more shy with showing affection so it is going to be awkward between the two of you. He does love you but it takes a long time for him to hold your hand or to give a kiss on your cheeks.

To show his affection to you how much he loves you mostly from his chocolate cake since he could bake the best chocolate cake since we know he doe love baking.

Other than baking chocolate cake for you. Ludwig would be most likely show his affection to you through Act service. It would be like cleaning your room, teaching you the subjects you did not understand, or protecting you.

Nevertheless, Ludwig does try to be affectionate to you. Each time he goes home from the world meeting. He would give a little kiss on the crown on your head but he doesn't always do it often because he would get a bit shy when giving you a kiss.

Sometimes he would try to make himself brave by kissing you on the lips even though it ended up causing him to blush madly and things getting even a bit more awkward than before.

Ludwig might be not affectionate in public but he does give you some little kisses when in the house and no one is watching. He's aware that his brother are going to tease him so he only being affectionate when no one is there too.

Also, he does think when you blush are endearing byt just like Lovino. He is not going to admit it out loud when you are blushing because of his kisses.

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On a tranquil afternoon, (Y/N) found themselves immersed in the company of Ludwig's Dogs, Arter, Berlitz and Blackie. The soft glow of the TV illuminated their faces as they all settled in for a movie night. Blackie lay by (Y/N)'s feet, a comforting presence emitting a quiet warmth. Berlitz perched excitedly on the cushion next to (Y/N), occasionally tilting their head in response to the flickering images on the screen.

Lastly, Aster occupied the space by the window, as if keeping a watchful eye on the world outside and waiting for her master to go home just like (Y/N) too. Despite sitting together with the triple furbabies, (Y/N) could not help but feel lonely as Ludwig had been staying in another country for the world meeting.

Despite the movie playing on the TV screen, (Y/N) found their/her/his thoughts wandering elsewhere, unable to focus on the storyline. Ludwig had been away in America for a week. (Y/N)'s mind was fixated on the front door. Every distant sound, every creak in the house stirred a spark of hope that it might be Ludwig's arrival.

As the minutes stretched into the night, (Y/N)'s gaze shifted from the TV to the clock on the wall. The hands of time seemed to be moving at an excruciatingly slow pace, reminding you that it was growing late. With a sigh, (Y/N) reluctantly tore their attention away from the door and decided to head to the kitchen. The dogs followed closely, their/her/his presence a comforting reminder of the waiting they were all engaged in.

In the warm glow of the kitchen lights, (Y/N) set about preparing a simple meal. They gathered ingredients, chopped vegetables and seasoned the chicken. The dogs sat nearby, their attentive eyes fixed on every movement, their tails occasionally thumping against the floor in anticipation. As the scent of food filled the air, (Y/N) couldn't help but smile at the three dogs' excitement.

For Blackie, Aster and Berlitz, diced some leftover chicken that you had used and some scrambled eggs for the extra since she did not want them to get bored with only chicken. The dogs, their tails wagging in excitement, gathered around their designated bowls, ready to devour their given food.

A sudden hush fell over the kitchen as the distinct sound of boots echoed from outside. The dogs, their ears perked up in unison, froze in their tracks, their meals momentarily forgotten. Blackie, Berlitz, and Aster exchanged knowing glances, their instincts alert to the approaching presence.

The triplets moved in unison towards the living room, their sensitive noses catching the scent of someone familiar. Ludwig had finally returned. The kitchen fell silent but the sounds of the dogs barking from the living room reached out to (Y/N)'s ears. This causes (Y/N) to stand up from the chair, following Balckie, Berlitz and Aster together.

The door swung open, revealing Ludwig's figure framed by the warm light spilling in from the outside. (Y/N)'s heart leapt at the sight, a mixture of relief and excitement flooding your senses. Without hesitation, Ludwig closed the distance between them. As he reached (Y/N), a shy yet affectionate smile curved his lips.

With a gentle gesture, he reached out, cupping (Y/N)'s face in his hands, his eyes never leaving theirs. And then, in a moment that felt like a whisper of time, he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead and then placed his lips on top of your lips. The tender kiss from Ludwig left (Y/N) feeling a rush of emotions that spread like wildfire across your cheeks. A delicate blush crept up, tinting their skin with a rosy hue.

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Yao Wang - China

Yao Wang is shameless when he is showing his love so it was not surprising that he would latch out on you out of nowhere when he feels cuddly.

Yao wang is just as affectionate as Feliciano but a little bit more stern when he is taking care of you when you are sick, scolding you and feeding you hot soup.

When you are blushing. he would squeal as he thinks you look really adorable when you are getting shy as he is showing his affection to you.

You could expect him glomping on you and telling you how much adorable you are when you are blushing madly. Also, not going to let go of you even though you told him to get away.

Does not mind PDA at all and does not even realize that he is really embarrassed as everyone watches him being lovey-dovey to you. Would hug and kiss you everywhere and anywhere but not kiss on the lips. He's surprisingly a little bit shy when it comes to kissing on the lips.

Also, would even smush your cheeks when you are getting shy when he sees you getting embarrassed after he kisses you or hugs you.

Another guy who would be willingly try to break your guard and your serious face just to see you blush and giggles when he is being cuddly to you.

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In the midst of her/his/their daily routine, (Y/N) settled into a virtual Zoom meeting, connecting with your manager and fellow colleagues scattered across different locations. As faces appeared on the screen in the computer screen, the manager greeted their teammates with a smile on his face. "Good afternoon everyone. Let's discuss our project with our upcoming plan for a drink," he places his arms on the table.

Yao Wang found himself reclining on the bed, his patience gradually waning as he awaited (Y/N)'s meeting to come to an end. The passing minutes seemed to stretch, and he couldn't help but sigh softly, his expressive eyes reflecting a mix of anticipation and restlessness. As the voices from the virtual meeting continued to emanate from (Y/N)'s device, Yao Wang shifted his position, starting at the bald glasses men.

Yao Wang's eyes began to droop as the minutes dragged on, the monotony of waiting causing drowsiness to creep over him. The hum of the meeting had transformed into a distant buzz, and he stifled a yawn, his eyelids feeling heavier with each passing moment. Until suddenly a spark of inspiration lit up in his mind.

With renewed energy, Yao Wang pushed himself up from the bed, his boredom momentarily forgotten as he had tons of ideas about what to do to take your attention away from the bald manager. The man decides to surprise (Y/N) with a homemade culinary extravaganza as he dove into the culinary world.

With determination in his eyes, he gathered the necessary ingredients and set about recreating a trio of beloved Chinese dishes. The kitchen came alive with activity as Yao Wang skillfully chopped vegetables, marinated meats, and orchestrated the symphony of sizzling pans. The aroma of sizzling meats and the mingling scents of various sauces filled the air, promising a mouthwatering feast in the making.

With unwavering focus, he whipped up a sumptuous Kung Pao Chicken, the marriage of spices, peanuts, and succulent chicken pieces tantalizing his senses. Lastly, Yao Wang decides to create an Orange Chicken as the chicken fried until perfectly golden-brown and coated with Orange Sauce.

Strutting inside the bedroom with pride, Yao Wang entered the room where (Y/N) is still talking with the other workers and their/her/his manager with the tray in his hand inside there are rice along with the chicken that he made and a pair of chopsticks. Yao Wang set the plates and the bowl on the table, arranging them thoughtfully as he sets them on the table.

A delightful and enticing aroma wafted through the air, drawing (Y/N)'s attention away from the meeting. As you turned around, your eyes met the scene before them, a beautifully laid-out lunch spread that showcased Yao Wang's meals and Chinese food specialities. With a mix of surprise and appreciation, (Y/N) couldn't help but smile a little bit with a blush on (Y/N)'s face.

Yao Wang's observant eyes caught the flush that graced (Y/N)'s cheeks as (Y/N) realizes the meal that he had prepared. A small smile played at his lips, his heart warming at the sight of your reaction. He closed the distance between them with a soft yet purposeful step. As he reached (Y/N), placing a gentle kiss on your cheeks.

"我爱你，你害羞的时候真可爱." (Wǒ ài nǐ, nǐ hàixiū de shíhòu zhēn kě'ài - I love you, you're really cute when you blush.)

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1p2p-heta-imagines · 2 months

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What are your headcanons for 1p allies with a bed tester s/o that repeatedly critiques their bed? This is a genuine question

1p America is very confused but listens to them nonetheless since he has no idea what’s wrong with his bed, he mostly just thinks their job is really cool.

1p England is bewildered, his bed may be a little small compared to the other country’s but he doesn’t see the issue with it.

1p Canada isn’t too sure how to respond, he’s never been in a situation like that so he just listens. His bed is rather plain, there’s not much to it, so he’s even more confused since it’s average to him.

1p France is slightly offended, he thinks his bed is amazing. Sure, it’s way too soft and you practically sink in and fight it to get out, but he thinks his bed is the most comfortable thing ever.

1p China isn’t too surprised at the critiques, his mattress is firm as Hell and no one ever likes it. He claims it’s better for his back so he won’t really listen to their criticisms at all.

1p Russia has a bed like a rock, he’s not shocked at the critiques at all. He likes his bed despite the fact that it’s like sleeping on concrete, but he understands that it’s not for everyone.

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1p2p-heta-suggestives · 7 months

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Which of the 1ps and 2ps would be into cockwarming?

(Assuming this is being cockwarmed? I’m not. Sure. Please tell me if you meant something different and I’ll write that instead!)

1ps:

• 1p S. Italy

• 1p Germany

• 1p Russia

• 1p Spain

2ps:

• 2p N. Italy

• 2p Japan

• 2p France

• 2p Prussia

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hetalia-angel · 5 months

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Hey, I love your work! May I please request some headcanons with yandere! England, France, Italy, Russia, Romano, and Spain with a super cuddly s/o? (I'm sorry if this has already been requested.)

Yandere headcanons with a cuddly s/o

England

England is a strict worrying yandere. He’s one of the more intense yanderes to live with. But with a s/o that’ll willing cuddle with him constantly his darling’s leash will become a lot longer.

Arthur sees cuddling with his s/o as a bonding activity. The more cuddling and skin to skin contact the better. He views the cuddling as sign of her trust and reliance on him.

Arthur has a bad habit of infantilizing his s/o. He’s still bitter about losing his precious colonies. He’ll be tucking in his s/o and cuddling her close every night and cutting out time of his day to read with her on his lap.

France

France is a delusional yandere. He truly believes that his darling loves him but is still in denial. So when his darling starts cuddling up with Francis immediately believes that his suspicions have been confirmed. And that she’s totally okay with being kidnapped by him.

Francis is the most romantic yandere ever and he loves to spend long hours on the hill tops with his darling in his arms. This cuddling will no doubt gain his trust. So if you’re his darling expect to go on picnics a few times a week at least and spend all of it in his arms.

Russia

Russia sees his darling’s affection as her accepting her new place as his s/o. Ivan loves cuddling and physical touch more than anyone else. So he’ll be clinging to his darling 24/7. Ivan will be hugging her in the kitchen, bathroom, and everywhere else.

Sleeping next to the Ivan in the same bed is difficult to say the least. He’s a big guy that takes up a lot of space. But he’s insistent on cuddling his darling all night long. His darling might be cuddly but she’s got to feel smothered by the Russian giant.

Romano

Lovino is like a cat in terms of his personality. His darling will cling onto him for hours at a time and he’ll do nothing but complain and tell her that she’s being annoying. But the second she lets go Lovino will be glaring and freaking out as to why she stopped holding onto him.

Lovino will always tease his darling for clinging onto him. He secretly loves it and his darling knows too. Lovino will never admit to loving her embrace.

Italy

Feliciano will no doubt match the energy of a cuddly darling. He’ll be cuddling up with her at every chance he gets. Feli will be so ecstatic every time his s/o hugs him every time.

Feliciano like Ivan is a bedtime cuddler. He might as well get a smaller bed since he doesn’t need that much space. Feliciano just cramps next to his darling is a small space anyways.

Spain

Antonio is also like a cat but in the exact opposite way of Romano. He’s calm and sleepy constantly. He’ll relax with his darling in his arms. Iron grip

Antonio will always humor his darling’s attempts of cuddling and hugging him. While he’s cooking for the two of them he’ll often be snuggly wrapped around her waist keeping her as close as possible to him.

#hetalia #yandere hetalia #hetalia au #1p headcanons #aph romano #hws spain #hws russia #hws romano #hws france #hws england #aph england #aph spain #aph russia #aph france #aph italy #hws italy #yandere

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dark-and-kinky-hetalia-scenarios · 6 months

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@queengiuliettafirstlady

1p Russia/Ivan Braginsky

It falls him natural to not be very kinky, but if you want to play he'll happily be the Dom you wish for

He does like the control it gives him over you, regardless of how it's shown

He will make you wear collars that show you belong to him in public

He'll play the Dom in public, anything to show ownership

He's not so good with the whole letting you set soft boundaries, he gets the hard boundaries, but soft are there to be broken, at times at least

There's going to lots of different kinds of marking, not just collars

If you're unlucky (or lucky;D) there might be a leash involved

Of course he will respect a safe word, but you really shouldn't use it just for nothing

2p Russia/Viktor Braginsky

Naturally a dominating person, tho mostly in the Master way

Of course it requires an insane amount of trust for him to engage in sex

But when he does he's a really skilled Dom/master

He always knows how to make you submit to him

He can be convinced to some sort of Daddy thing, he's not thrilled about it as he prefers the whole master/slave roleplay, but it's easier for him if he can mix the two a little

If you want to incorporate it into your everyday life he will allow it, but only within the four walls of his home

Before he gets into the whole dom/sub thing he has a serious conversation with you about rules and limits for both of you

#hetalia headcanons #hetalia #2p hetalia #2p hetalia headcanons #lemon #aph hetalia #1p Russia #2p Russia #aph Russia #ivan braginsky #viktor braginsky #hetalia lemon #2p hetalia lemon #hetalia smut #sorry for the late answer! i am trying to get through the older asks

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jnjzksekfjvn · 6 days

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ok yall what are we thinking about the morality of amecest (1p ame x 2p ame) are we down or nah with this

#hetalia #aph hetalia #hws #hetalia fandom #hws america #hetalia memes #alfred f jones #hetalia hcs #hetalia headcanons #historical hetalia #nyo america fanart #nyotalia #ameracest #americest #2p nyotalia #1p nyotalia #amecest #doomed yuri

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ari-burr · 1 year

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~ Allen F. Jones • Headcanons ♡

Allen’s motto is: “If your gonna do something dumb, be fuckin’ smart about it.”

Which doesn’t grant much surprise when his close friends and family find out how much a felon he really is.

These days however, he makes sure all his stunts aren’t too common or deplorable for him to get tracked down and thrown behind bars.

Allen had learnt the hard way after Oliver couldn’t handle bailing him out anymore which resulted to leaning on Matthieu as a last resort to wrangle the shit out of him.

And the moment he left the prison with his brother in tow, not only was he half deaf from the yelling [in French and in English], but also a bit more bruised up than before he stepped inside.

Due to his many infamous feats in the law, Allen has become regrettably well acquainted with the cops who’ve been arresting him. So much so, that whenever he spots a familiar policeman on the street or in a nearby restaurant he’ll flip them the bird and walk by without a care.

As if he isn’t disrespecting the people who can throw him in jail for the 50th time.

Allen has a strong New York accent. And added with his deep and somewhat gruff voice, people perceive him to be dangerous or dangerously attractive. [Allen’s fine with either or ;>].

He does enjoy shooting guns like Alfred, but enjoys short-ranged weapons as well. Allen's naturally gifted with any melee-weapons. Be it knifes, bats, handguns, you name it.

His real specialty though, is hand to hand combat.

If or when he and Alfred get into a fight Allen can honestly give the latter a run for his money if weapons aren't involved.

After the first few years of introduction, things between the two were pretty rocky since both came from completely separate heritages and in turn, disagreed on a plethora of things when it came to running the country.

~ But turning to the subject of him and you, you probably first saw the latter during the dead of night. Sitting in a park where the streetlights limelight glow illuminated his form—or perhaps smoking less than legal substances in an alley way with a certain Chinese man.

You, living in New York, knew better than to hang out around alleys, have small talk with strangers and stick around longer than you should. Especially in this side of the city in the 1970s. So the most you would do was spare a quick glance and walk off on your merry way.

When you first moved to Manhattan, you held a very general idea of what the city might be like.

Densely populated, filled with rude people, stoners getting high in the alleyways, hookers coming in and out of bars, overpriced apartments, and much, much more. Course, you understood that not every part of the city was terrible. But being street-smart was your best ticket in avoiding any trouble.

And after seeing those familiar red-tainted auburn hair with a certain cow-lick sticking up more than once, it left your mind screaming the words danger and leave.

Allen’s reputation was deeply rooted within darkest parts of New York, and while he hasn’t committed any serious crimes to receive the death penalty yet, it was best not to cross paths with the latter.

Or at least get on his bad-side.

But you, being part of the unlucky bunch, has.

Having developed a sharp tongue since childhood, you obtained a nasty habit of insulting people in between sentences. All of it was purely involuntary as no one corrected you until much later into adulthood.

So you made sure to keep conversations short and to the point. To protect not only the other persons feelings, but the strain it took minding every phrase.

Allen one night, had walked up next to you after you were finally released from your job hours. When he saw you leaned up against the stone wall at behind the building and simply relishing in the icy air prickling your skin and cooling your fiery nerves, all of it lit a spark in his mind.

You were the the person he kept seeing.

The poor soul that continued to make their way into his thoughts.

So what’s the harm in trying to get to know you? But of course, the conversation doesn’t go as smoothly as he planned.

“Hey dollface, haven’t I seen you somewhere before~?”

Your eyes flicked over to him as you replied in a heartbeat,

“Yes, that’s why I don’t go there anymore.”

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my2phetaliaheadcanons · 1 year

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Right so you've said to ask for more so here I am BEGGING please can we have more of the 2p yandere's accidentally punishing their darling for the knife hiding thingy? And if its okay can we have the 1ps reaction as well? THANK YOU IN ADVANCE AND YOU DEFINITELY DON'T HAVE TO DO IT AT ALL NO PRESSURE 💃💃💛

(Y/N) mumbled curses into her fingers. Nails bent and cracked with each insult uttered under her breath like a cursed spell.

Yet, there was no magic behind her words. For if there was such power within the woman, she would not be stuck in this dark, padded cell. Instead that ancient relic who claimed her as not only his lover but scorned her as a cunning thief would be sealed in her stead.

As her mind created bloody visions of suffering for what she could only deem an entity of sorts, the padded cell’s door groaned.

The bright light created black spots in her vision as her tormentor’s form became visible.

She watched as his quiet footsteps sank into the cushioning. Unbothered by it as he stalked closer using his eyes to hold her still like a border collie to a lonely ewe.

“Are you ready to confess?” He pressed as he leaned down to (Y/N)’s curled form.

With bared teeth, she spat. “I don’t know where the damn knife is.”

The nation sighed as he stood back to his true height, head shaking in disappointment as it went. “I guess you’ll need a few more days.”

“But I DIDN’T DO ANYTHING!” (Y/N) screeched as he left. Shutting the door once more with a bang. Sealing her again in a world of darkness.

1p Canada: Matthew sighed heavily as he stepped onto the wooden floor of his cabin living room. With heavy hands, he turned to close the basement door with the decoy bookshelf door. Silencing his maple’s false cries of innocence.

For a moment he hesitated, with his pale hand on the shelf. Fingers in the faint groove that could easily open the passage. Take (Y/N) away from her demons. Warm her cold bones in his arms.

But he couldn’t.

Not when the knife was still gone. Not when there was a chance of a successful escape.

Slowly, he allowed his weight to drag his hand away from the shelf. Shuffling away from his beloved, Matthew’s eyes glanced around the modern cabin. Looking for a simple task.

In the corner, by a grey barn-style door was a basket full of colorful furs. As Matthew approached them, he recalled how he had painstakingly removed them from their hosts. Prepared their hides to be made into a wedding gift for his bride-to-be.

Maybe, Matthew thought as he shifted his weight, working on (Y/N)’s gift would ease his mind. If only for a small time.

Like a man bogged down by tragedy, Matthew leaned down to lift the basket. Grunting as he moved the large container into his arms, but before he could find a comfortable hold he froze.

The loud clatter that caused it sounded like metal hitting wood.

No, Matthew thought, as he gazed at the shining metal. It was his missing hunting knife.

When Matthew realizes that he’s the reason the knife disappeared, he acts quickly. Throwing the fur into his workshop, and the knife placed on the beat-up worktable. He double-checks that it’s in plain sight as he hurries to the kitchen.

He makes a hot meal and prepares a warm bath before collecting you. Once you’re upstairs, he gives you the option of a bath or meal. Whichever you pick first, he gives with no questions asked. Though he makes up for his mistake, he doesn’t let you lift a finger. Instead, he feeds you and washes you with a gentleness that makes you shiver.

And for a while afterward, he’s a lot more lenient. Just don’t ask for your freedom, he can’t give you that.

1p America: Though (Y/N) couldn’t see it, Alfred leaned his head against the cool, metal door that kept them apart. Frowning as he heard her villainous venom.

He wasn’t sure how long he had stayed there, heart aching in his chest as he longed for her to repent. When a loud beep and rough vibration caused him to snap to the present.

Scrambling, Alfred grasped along his belt for a little, black pager. Pulling it off like it was hot, he looked at the screen and saw the number of his secretary. He bit back a groan as he moped away from his tortured sidekick.

As he climbed the cement basement stairs to the main floor, he turned to the right. Following the hall until he reached his office.

Once inside the patriotic-themed room, he sighed as he slumped in his black gamer chair. Arm slowly reached out to the black rotary phone on his redwood desk.

With the speed of a constipated turtle, Alfred dialed the number. As the rings trilled in his ear Alfred shuffled through the stacks of documents on his desk. Just as the phone’s rings changed to the monotone of his secretary, he noticed a flash of red.

Curious, he leaned closer as the secretary’s voice became like elevator music meant to be ignored. His empty hand slid the white sheet to the right, revealing something that made his own skin match the paper.

His letter opener.

“Jenkins,” Alfred said, his voice tight. “I’ve got to go.”

Alfred’s gonna be torn at first. He now knows your innocence, but this could be a chance to make you more obedient. Ultimately, he decides that you’ll spend one more night in the basement, but that you’ll receive a reward for being so good while stuck inside.

When he journeys down the next day, Alfred gives you a small smile as he apologizes. Saying he found the knife and that he was foolish for thinking you would ever go against him. As you get ready to spit in his face and call him all kinds of foul names for his stupidity, he pulls you into his arms. Cradling you as he promises his gift will make it up to you.

That gift is a small, caged patio. It has some plants, grass, and a nice porch swing that bounces when you sit on it.

If you voice your displeasure and tell him off for his lame attempt at forgiveness, Alfred will get defensive. Telling you to be grateful, that one his punishment wasn’t more severe and two that he at least is trying to make it up to you.

Egypt: Abubakar rolled his eyes as he listened to her fading insults. He hoped a few more days in the modified ruins would pull the confession from her, or else he may have to resort to more physical methods.

His shoes scraped against the sandy floor as he made his way through the labyrinth of halls. Calmly he walked to the top, the hot, desert sun blinding him for only a moment as he reached for his gray suit to pull out dark sunglasses.

Within two clicks, Abubakar was in his car. Driving back to the city, though (Y/N) never fully left his mind.

He couldn’t understand why she refused to submit. He offered her everything from power and riches to his body and possible immortality. Yet, the woman remained unfazed, maybe even more determined to leave him.

Sighing as he reached his complex, Abubakar exited his car with the grace of a cat and just as elusively went to his penthouse.

As Abubakar opened the heavy door, a small chirp from his black, Mau greeted him. He smiled softly as she intertwined herself with his legs before running off to her tree.

He watched with tired eyes as she skillfully climbed to its middle level. Meowing at him to come and give her affection there. Like a dog to their master, he obeyed and gave her a couple of scritches under the chin.

As she flopped around, trying to find the best spot for his fingers to scratch, Abubakar noticed something glinting in the dark lair of the condo.

His petting slowed as he reached for the object. He quickly recoiled when his hand made contact. Seeing the healing cut, Abubakar reached out again, this time slower and more cautiously.

He pulled out a dark obsidian knife. His heart dropped when the jewel-encrusted handle matched the one, he accused his darling of taking.

When he realizes his mistake, Abubakar collects you. Placing your tired body on a bed of pillows and silk. While you recover, he puts together a business contract. If you are smart, then you’ll sign. Essentially, it states that signing is you forgiving him and agreeing to the NDA of the incident, then you’ll be given the option of an outing or any material object that you desire. Though, should you pick a trip home or your freedom, know it's on borrowed time. For the contract states you’ll be returned to him after one week.

If you choose not to sign, Abubakar will let you know that he will be tending to you. This way he can assure no one learns of his mistake and that you receive the best care. After all, what brings a couple closer than a little TLC?

Scotland: With his Bonnie Lass sealed once more, Blaine’s calm façade broke as he punched the wall. His fist caused the stone to crack upon its impact. Sparks flew from his mouth, lighting the dark hall like fairy lights as he panted.

For a few moments that was the only sound that accompanied his lass’s screams for release, until his fire could no longer be contained.

Blaine yelled and cursed as he stomped through the halls. His magic turned the sparks into puffs of flames as he cursed. The blaze licked the stone like an overexcited dog as it ate away at the small amount of foliage in the old basement.

As he paused and watched as the small infernos moved through the basement. Bouncing like he had in the room as it attempted to grow. To his luck, each flame flicked and died like unloved mayflies.

Blaine ground his teeth, he needed to calm down before it was too late.

Huffing, the Scotsman walked out of the basement and into the large, wet fields surrounding his home. His head swiveled as he gazed out and over the big fields.

In a moment, Blaine’s vision zeroed in on three cows grazing in the distance. Their fluffy fur was more ruffled than his red hair.

Whistling Blaine got their attention as each paused and turned to their master. With a simple head tilt, he pointed them toward the barn.

When he reached the barn doors, his babies were already there. Rubbing against him as they mooed for pets and chewed on his khaki pants for treats. Blaine smiled and felt the fire fade with their positive attention.

“Alright, alright. Let’s get you girls brushed.” A loud chorus of moos seemed to celebrate his promise of pampering. “Then you can have treats.”

He chuckled as his ladies forced themselves inside. Their tails flicked as they lined up by the shower stall.

A smile and an eye roll as the cows continued to vocalize and do little stomps as he gathered the necessary supplies into a grey bucket.

As Blaine reached for a detangling spray, his hand froze.

In the spot of the product was his missing knife. Its silver metal glinted in the red light of the setting sun.

He could only ask himself one thing.

What had he done?

Blaine’s like Allen in that he drops the knife on the floor and is in a trance-like state as he faces you. The guilt is obvious, though he doesn’t want to vocalize it. Quietly, he frees you from your confines and returns you to the main house.

Once he’s sure you’re comfortable and patched up, he’ll leave you for the day. Tending to his cows while he berates himself for acting too quickly and not being as careful with the placement of his knives.

If you were to escape, now would be the time. Since if he sees you running, he’ll let you go, but only for a few days. He wants to be sure that your punishment for that isn’t confused with his last mistake.

#2p hetalia #2p headcanons #2p scotland #2p egypt #1p hetalia #america #canada #2p yandere #yandere hetalia #yandere

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koolkat9 · 2 years

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Hello- im sorry- but im back again but i had another thought

Oliver and Lutz being the wingmans for each other .

Oliver helping Lutz get with Arthur. And Lutz helping Oliver get with Ludwig. Since the 2ps are living with their 1ps, Oliver gets to know Arthur down to little things, and he sends that info to Lutz. (Same with Lutz sending things to Oliver)

And also them contacting each other being like “Hey Lutz, Arthur is having a rough time. How about you bring him something and have him chill.” Or “Oliver, Ludwig is overworking himself and i don’t think he has eaten in a while, how about you bring over some treats.”

Hey hey hey never apologize for coming into my ask box with ideas (especially if they’re GerEng related.

Love this.

If I’m being honest...I think I kind of prefer 2p Germany and 2p England as just friends. I don’t know why (maybe it’s because I have a lot going on with 2p Fruk). Not that I would never write for them in a romantic sense. Anyway...Them being a wingman for each other is wonderful!

Lutz telling Oliver all about Ludwig’s favorite foods (even taking pictures of the recipes and sending them to Oliver), inviting Oliver over when Ludwig is overworking himself because he knows Oliver is an amazing cook and can get even the most stubborn of people to eat, telling Oliver about Ludwig’s favorite things, etc.

Oliver let’s Lutz know when Arthur is planning to do work around the house because he knows Lutz loves to help (and use it as an excuse to spend time with Arthur), he keeps Arthur’s discarded wood works and gives them to Lutz because he knows Lutz likes every piece Arthur makes, and like Lutz does for him, Oliver lets Lutz know about all of Arthur’s favorite things

Also Ludwig even helping Lutz out by helping him bake treats for Arthur (because Arthur has a sweet tooth).

#hetalia #hws #2ptalia #1p england x 2p germany #2p germany x 1p england #1p germany x 2p england #2p england x 1p germany #gereng #geruk #engger #hws germany #hws england #2p england #2p germany #headcanons #hetalia headcanons

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theyanderespecialist · 10 months

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Base Yandere Japan Headcanons: His Sakura Blossom (Hetalia)

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am back with a new chapter, this one will have 1p Japan! So please Enjoy this chapter!]

(Disclaimer: Japan is not yandere in canon, and the people who are Japanese do not act like this. Japan in this and in the show is a fictional character and it is not how Japanese people act! This is just for fun and not to be taken seriously at all! It is fiction! Just do not be illegal or gross about it. Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon. Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life!)

-Base Yandere Headcanons with Japan-

.He is a quiet and hardworking man.

.He met you by chance and you stole his heart.

.Japan though is a shy boy which with his yandere side makes him a bit more cautious and hesitant to court you.

.You are just so stunning and beautiful.

.He has admitted he leans more to preferring 2d girls compared to 3d,

.Though with you it is all knew to him.

.He also is very shy when it comes to nudity and intimate actions.

.So he would become very flustered with you if you were showing intimate interest or naked.

.Though he also does love it, so be ready for those nosebleed anime scenes too.

.He also becomes flustered when you hug him or hold his hand.

.It does not take a lot from you to make him flustered and have his heart racing that is for sure.

.He also has a love for food, very much, and indulges in his food.

.Also is not happy with the price of food in the bad economy

(MUFFINS that scene with him saying eggs were expensive! That hits wayyyyyyy too real right now with the egg prices where I am like, Japan! I FEEL YOU!]

.Though he is also a very protective yandere.

.He also would be firm with you and try his best to help you.

.His favorite thing to do with you would go cosplay with each other.

.Also He is a pervert having adult theme mangas and other books.

.Some that put the Hub to shame.

.He also would probably draw you in various new mangas he makes.

(TENTACLE WARNING)

.He loves the arts as well but is also very firm on the military side of his people.

.He would most likely be the scariest yandere when he snaps.

.It rarely happens but if he does snap he is scarier than the 2ps or Russia.

.Those torture methods that came out of Japan did not come from anywhere nice.

.Not to mention he is a silent yandere.

.You would not know he was a yandere until it was too late.

.By then you are kidnapped by him and belong to him for the rest of the time.

.He would deal with rivals simply by sneaking into their lives unnoticed and then killing them.

.This man is a ninja when it comes to getting rid of rivals.

.He would be so nervous when confessing to you.

.If you say yes he is so happy he may even smile the brightest smile!

.If you say no.

.Knocked out and kidnapped. No other way about it.

.You are his sakura blossom and he will keep you by his always.

.His prize!

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS another chapter is done! I hope you all enjoyed this and stay sexy all my sexy muffins!]

#yandere #yandere japan #yandere hetalia #yandere headcanons #headcanons #hetalia #japan hetalia #japan #japan x reader #reader #gender neutral reader

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theunderneath · 30 days

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Part 1 Hetalia / 2p Hetalia

Yandere 1p and 2p America with a darling that chooses 1p America? (headcanons / EDITED)

2p America and 2p Canada's reaction to their s/o getting badly hurt in a car accident (Headcanon /

2p FACE + 2p Romano react to a s/o who bruise easily (Headcanon /

Yandere Canada that is a Wendigo (One Shot /

Would the 2p's still drug/tie up/lock their darling in the basement if they were in a relationship with them willingly? Could they have a normal relationship even if they are Yandere? (Headcanon /

Yandere 2p Canada/James Williams and his darling fucking up the people who hurt both of them in the past (Headcanon /

2p Allies scared their Darling so bad they punched them (Headcanon /

Yandere 2p Prussia SFW and NSFW headcanons (Headcanon /

Yandere 2p Nordics headcanon (

Yandere 1p Allies in love with a Darling who yandere for someone else (Headcanon /

NSFW headcanons for 2p and 1p Japan (

NSFW headcanons for 1p Russia (

A sociopath darling with Allies (Headcanon /

2p Norway sharing a Darling with 2p Iceland (Headcanon /

NSFW headcanons for 2p Russia and 2p America (Headcanon /

2p Prussia, 1p Canada, 2p Canada, 2p England, and 1p Japan that has a big tiddie goth gf Darling (Headcanon /

1p/2p axis with a cold-hearted/sociopath Darling (Headcanon

Yandere 2p Russia, 2p England, 1p America, and 1p Germany with a darling that rejected their marriage proposal because of superstition (Headcanon /

2p Russia do if his kidnapped Darling one night comes to his room while he was asleep and cuddled to him (Headcanon /

Yandere 2p Italy headcanon (

Yandere 2p Italy's favorite outfits to put a fem Darling in (Headcanon /

The most sexual vanilla p2's (Headcanon /

Yandere 2p Russia and 2p Prussia proposing to their Darling and they turn them down (Headcanon /

Yandere 2p Spain headcanons (

What 5 2ps are most baby-hungry (Headcanon /

What 2ps would want a personal Playboy bunny (headcanon /

2p Italy kink headcanons (

2p Japan with a Darling that gets flustered when he speaks Japanese (headcanon /

2p Axis most taboo kinks (Headcanon /

Part 2

#masterlist #yandere

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erina-writes-headcanons · 8 months

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hi! could i have crushing + general relationship hcs for india please? 💕

Neeraja Patel (India), Gupta Muhammad Hassan (Egypt), Wibawa Prayogo (Indonesia) General Dating Relationship Headcannons

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A/N: Hey @reeces-pieses! Thank you so much for the request and I hope you do not mind that I added Indonesia as well as Egypt for this headcannon. This is for relationship headcannons and soon after this would be done. I would make a Crushing headcanon!

Gender: Neutral. Warning: None

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Neeraja Patel - India

India is a positive give just like a Golden Retriever so it is expected that he would go far to make your dating experience great together with him.

It is not surprising because he is a friendly guy. He would make one of the great gentlemen. It is canon that India is polite and would tell everyone 'namaste' which means in India it means hello.

Would keep holding your hands when the two of you are in the crowd as he does not want to lose you because he's scared that there's a bad guy planning to hurt you.

Does not get angered easily and he has a high patience. The only thing that might piss him off if you are making fun of his culture since he's proud of it. He is generally a sweet guy so don't try to anger him.

If you love sweets? He would bring you to Indian markets that sell the best Kulfi (Pistachio Ice cream without eggs) or Jalebi ( A spiral-shaped sweet made out of sugar and saffron).

Also, he would also bring you to those markets that sell the best milk tea. After all, India is most known for their Milk Tea and many people love their tea.

Since I did mention he is a sweet guy. Sometimes, he would let you ride his elephant. He loves animals but he mostly loves his elephant so you are lucky if you never ride this animal. he would offer you to ride them with him behind you.

Don't bother trying to argue with him. He can be quite argumentative just because I told you he is sweet and polite. Which is sucks because when he is getting mouthy, he already had some resources to counter your argument.

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(Y/N) sat by the window, their/her/his heart racing with anticipation as (Y/N) waited for their/her/his boyfriend Neeraja to come home. The gentle lights coming from the sun shining and cascading onto (Y/N)'s skin provided soothing thoughts for you. As the minutes ticked by, your excitement grew, and (Y/N) found yourself constantly glancing at the clock.

From far far away, Neeraja guided the gentle giant back towards home. The sun was setting, casting a warm golden glow across the lands. Neeraja's heart skipped a beat when he spotted the certain person with (H/C) hair colour and (E/C) eye colour already waiting for him.

A smile spread across his face as he urged the elephant to slow down, and he waved his hand enthusiastically to catch (Y/N)'s attention. From the distance, their eyes locked, and a rush of happiness filled him. (Y/N)'s face lit up as they/she/he recognized Neeraja and the elephant, and they/she/he waved back with equal enthusiasm.

Neeraja gently directed the elephant to a halt as the two of them already reach his palace. Neeraja dismounted himself from the back of the gentle giant. Neeraja carefully slid down from the back of the elephant, and landed softly on the ground, his feet finding their footing with practised ease.

The slender man with dark brown hair's heart raced with excitement as he closed the distance between himself and (Y/N). A mixture of joy and longing was evident in his eyes. (Y/N) had to step out of the palace. (Y/N) descended the stairs, each step carrying a mix of excitement and love.

The door closed behind them with a soft click, leaving a momentary silence in its wake. Neeraja's eyes lit up with delight as he spotted (Y/N) walking down the street. Without a moment's hesitation, he broke into a joyful sprint, closing the distance between you and him in an instant.

He smoothly wrapped his arm around (Y/N)'s waist, pulling you into a warm and unexpected hug. (Y/N)'s cheeks flushed with a rosy hue as Neeraja's playful embrace took you by surprise. In a playful and lighthearted gesture, Neeraja twirled (Y/N) gently in his arms, prompting a delighted giggle to escape (Y/N)'s lips. "I miss you so much, dearie," he gently set you down on the ground.

With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Neeraja extended an inviting hand to (Y/N), a spontaneous idea forming in his mind. "How about we take a ride on my elephant together?" he suggested with a playful smile. (Y/N)'s eyes widened with a mixture of surprise and excitement, and a grin slowly spread across your face as you nodded in agreement.

Neeraja helped (Y/N) onto the elephant's back, ensuring their comfort and safety. Once settled, Neeraja mounted behind them, his arms encircling (Y/N) protectively as the elephant carefully and slowly stood up on its leg. The world seemed to take on a new perspective from up there.

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Gupta Muhammad Hassan - Egypt

Egypt can be blunt and tactless when speaking but that does not mean he is heartless. He's just introverted and observant but secretly he does have a soft spot for you.

Very protective of you and you know how hot it gets in the desert so if you are travelling around the Sahara desert with him. He will make you wear tons of clothes that cover you from the sun.

Also, let you ride on his camel when the two of you are travelling in the desert as he also already prepares many drinks when the two of you are going on travel since he did not you to be dehydrated.

Secretly is a tough guy so he would not even let any dangerous desert animals come close to you, especially the cobras, the scorpions or the Nile crocodiles.

Despite his cold exterior. Egypt actually can be quite cute. He's very easily blush if you give him affection like a simple kiss on the cheek already made his cheeks go pink.

He might not show it but secretly he does get jealous when you are around Turkey because he knows many women and men like Turkey so he would most likely watch over you when interacting with his friend.

If you ask about it. Not going to admit that he is jealous as he would just say "I do not understand what you mean. I'm sorry," and then walk away with you still confused.

If you are observant enough. His love language is actually the service of act and then quality time together with you. It's not really easy for him to show how much he loves you like how India did for his S/O.

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Muhammad Gupta stood before the mirror, his khaki uniform neatly worn, representing his country as Egypt. He reached for his white keffiyeh, carefully unfolding it before draping it over his shoulders. The soft fabric settled against his chest, a symbol of tradition and identity that connected him to his heritage.

(Y/N) (L/N) stood hidden behind the slightly ajar door, observing Muhammad Gupta with a mixture of curiosity and anxiety, worried if anything bad happen to him. Everyone knows the desert is not a friendly place for human beings, there are many deaths because of the heat and because of the dangerous animals in there.

A subtle intuition tingled at the back of Muhammad Gupta's mind, a feeling that he was not alone in the room. Slowly, he turned around, his gaze shifting from the mirror to see (Y/N) already standing there. The man with white keffiyeh could not help but sigh at (Y/N). "Is everything alright?" He asks (Y/N) who is still standing behind the door.

(Y/N)'s gaze met Muhammad Gupta's as you hesitated, then finally spoke up. "Hey, do you think I could join you on one of your desert trips sometime?" you asked with a hopeful smile. Muhammad's expression softened, and he took a moment before responding, his tone tinged with concern. "I appreciate your interest, but the desert can be quite challenging and unpredictable. It's not without risks, and I wouldn't want you to get hurt." His words carried a mixture of protective care and a desire to keep you safe.

A flicker of disappointment crossed (Y/N)'s expression. You took a moment to process his concern before mustering up the courage to respond. "I understand your worries, Gupta. But I promise to be careful and follow your guidance. I really want to see what the desert looks like as well as the pyramid. I promise I will be careful," (Y/N) is begging him to let her/him/them go with him.

Muhammad was a little bit hesitant, seeing the genuine desire in (Y/N)'s eyes. He couldn't resist the sight of (Y/N) pouting slightly, her/his/their bottom lip jutting out in an adorable manner. Another sigh escapes from his nostrils along his mouth, shaking his head slightly as he realizes that he just gave in because of the way you act. "Alright, "but you'll have to promise to follow my instructions and stay close," (Y/N) smile was glowing bright once you hear Gupta finally letting you go.

As (Y/N) relished in the triumphant moment of convincing Muhammad Gupta to let them join him in the desert, a gentle rustling drew their attention. Turning towards the sound, (Y/N) watched in astonishment as Muhammad reached into his wardrobe and pulled out another white keffiyeh. Without any words, the man with white keffiyeh steps closer and puts another white keffiyeh on top of your head.

Muhammad gently placed the white cloth over (Y/N)'s head, letting it settle atop your hair. Confusion mixed with surprise painted on your facial expression, and they blinked at him in disbelief. "What's this for?" (Y/N) asked, their voice a mixture of curiosity and amusement. Muhammad was silent for a moment before he spoke, It's to protect your hair from the sun. It's going to be very hot in there," he commented.

A soft blush crept onto (Y/N)'s cheeks as (Y/N) connected the dots. Gupta's caring gesture, his concern for their well-being, and the way he delicately placed the keffiyeh on their head all fell into place making you realize that he does not want you to get heated because of the sun from the desert. Your eyes looked up at him, their eyes reflecting a mixture of gratitude and affection. "Thank you," you whisper silently with a little smile on your face.

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Wibawa Prayogo - Indonesia

Almost like India, he doesn't get angry easily despite he often fights together with some ASEAN countries, especially Malaysia like siblings. Although, he has a little bit more temper than him and is a bit less polite.

Indonesia has a double side which is his bold side along with a shy side surprisingly. His bolder side is he is going to bring you around Jakarta on a motorcycle and just let you taste any delicious street food.

Would often fluster you with his little teasings. He can be a little bit of a prankster, sometimes would call you 'My dear, love, My sweet' and the cringiest is 'Ayang' which has the same meaning when you call people honey. He really loves to use those endearment pet names for you.

Also, going to bring you to his Komodo dragon island sometimes and let you interact with his Komodo dragon pet. Not only his Komodo dragon, but he would also let you interact with his bird of paradise (Cendrawasih bird).

The cute side of him when he is getting shy after he receives little kisses for you as he smiles goofily. Would look at the ground and then try to hide his red face.

He would also brag to Every ASEAN country about you, especially to Malaysia about him having a loving, cute and caring S/O. Also, even bragging about your achievement.

Just like India, he can be argumentative but India is still able to be polite about it or just plain Passive Aggressive. Whereas Indonesia would call out your every mistake and maybe even raise his voice.

Also, Indonesia can be even more stubborn than Indoa. If India is still able to forgive you when he is angry. Indonesia would give you silent treatment and sometimes does not even want to admit he is wrong.

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Seated on the comfortable couch in the living room, (Y/N) stared at the television screen with a hint of boredom etched on his face. The movie playing before them seemed to lack the spark that could capture their attention. The characters moved through predictable scenarios, and the dialogue felt flat.

Resting their/her/his chin on their/her/his hand, (Y/N) let out a quiet sigh, (Y/N) mind drifting away from the movie's storyline. The sound of the characters' voices became a distant murmur as they found themselves lost in their own thoughts, it's just the same for every romance highschool story of a girl crushing on a jock who has a girlfriend of a cheerleader and a popular girl and then the guy dumps the girl in the end to get the 'I'm not like other girl' MC character.

As the dull movie played on in the background, (Y/N) was jolted from the reverie by the distant rumble of a motorcycle engine. The sound grew louder, causing (Y/N) curiosity to pique. You instinctively got up from the couch, moving towards the window to investigate. Pulling the curtain aside, your eyes widened in surprise.

There, parked on the street, was (Y/N)'s boyfriend Wibawa Prayogo, sitting confidently on a sleek motorcycle that he always rides around the city. A smile broke across (Y/N)'s face as you took in the sight of Wibawa's helmeted head, his eyes hidden but the joy evident in the curve of his lips. "Baby!! I'm here, let's go out together and have some Fried Rice with Chicken Skewers! I know a great place that sells Fried Rice!" He shouted.

With a rush of excitement, (Y/N) wasted no time in stepping outside, the cool breeze hitting their/her/his face as they eagerly approached the waiting motorcycle. Wibawa's warm smile greeted you, and without hesitation, (Y/N) carefully mounted the motorcycle behind him, ensuring him with the grip.

Wibawa turned towards you, a grin hidden beneath his helmet as he handed over an extra helmet. (Y/N) accepted it with gratitude, securing it in place before giving Wibawa a reassuring nod. The motorcycle roared to life once he press his feet on the pedal, the engine vibrating beneath them and the tire starts to move once the engine starts.

As the wind rushed past them and the world blurred in their peripheral vision, (Y/N)'s heart swelled with happiness. You recalled the numerous times the two of you had ventured out together, exploring new culinary delights, savouring exotic flavours, and discovering hidden gems in the city's culinary scene.

After arriving at the festival of the Independence Day night markets. Amid the festive atmosphere of the Indonesia Independence Day celebration, Wibawa and (Y/N) found themselves immersed in a vibrant sea of colours, lights, and laughter. The night market was alive with energy.

(Y/N) couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude for Wibawa's thoughtfulness in bringing them/her/him to the festival. With a tender smile, you leaned into his face to press a gentle kiss on his cheeks. "Happy Independence Day, Wibawa. Also, thank you for bringing me to this place," you whispered to his ears. Wibawa's cheeks flushed with a delightful mix of surprise and pleasure, his eyes widening in response to the unexpected display of affection.

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