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milaisreading · 2 months

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2p Axis and 2p Allies reaction to a guy giving Valentine's Day gifts to y/n before they had a chance?

🌱🩷: Here u go! Hope it is ok, and thank you for the request!

2p!Italy🇮🇹

2p!Italy: Bella, these are for you~

Yn, while looking at the flower bouquet: Thank you! I didn't expect you to care about Valentine's Day! These are really pretty

2p!Italy: You care about this holiday and so do I. Besides, I wanted to be the first one to give you the present.

Yn:Oh... uhm...

2p!Italy:What?

Yn: Well... Actually... Sweden already gave me a present so...

2p!Italy: Really?

Yn: Yeah- WHY DID YOU TAKE YOUR KNIFE OUT?!

2p!Germany🇩🇪

Yn: Thanks for the chocolate!

2p!Germany, all proud that she likes it: Nothing to thank me for. I heard from people you like this flavor.

Yn: Yep! It's one of my favorites, actually.

2p!Germany, confused as he thought she likes this one: One of? What's your favorite? I can get you that instead.

Yn: No need! Besides, Denmark already gave me that this morning.

2p!Germany: ... What? Wait, so someone already gave you a gift?

Yn: Yeah. This morning

2p!Germany:....

Yn: Why is your gun out?

2p!Japan🇯🇵

2p!Japan:...

Yn, worried as his glare intensifies and his grip on the present tightens: Are...are you ok?

2p!Japan:Yes.

Yn: You look constipated. Was it the food you ate earlier?

2p!Japan, embarrassed as he shoves the present into her hands: Just take this stupid gift?!

Yn: Thanks... *opens to see what's inside*

2p!Japan, trying to look like he doesn't give af: And?

Yn: Oh! This is a cute figurine! It will go well with the one Korea gave me!

2p!Japan:...

2p!Japan: When did he give it to you?

Yn: This morning.

2p!Japan: Ah... so someone already gave you a gift?

Yn: Yeah- where are you going?

2p!Japan: Out for a walk.

2p!America🇺🇸

2p!America: Hey there, dollface! Happy Valentine's Day! Here is your present.

Yn, jumping in surprise as she takes it: Thank you! The bear is cute!

2p!America, swinging his arm around her shoulder: Not as cute as you.

Yn, blushing:O-oh...

2p!America: Anyway, want to go and eat something?

Yn: No, I just ate with Norway

2p!America: Excuse me? What?

Yn: He took me out to lunch as a gift.

2p!America,thinking of all the ways to kill a country: Oh... lovely...

2p!France🇫🇷

2p!France: What is that?

Yn, looking at the small cake 2p!France was pointing at: Oh! This? It's a cake Finland made me for Valentine's Day! Want to try? He made it with my favorite flavor.

2p!France while tightening his grip on a gift he got her: Oh... And you accepted the gift just like that?

Yn, confused by the question: Yeah? We always give each other gifts.

2p!France: You gave him gifts as well?!

Yn: Yeah... Are you mad?

2p!France: Yes.

Yn: O-oh... I will put it away then...

2p!France: Please do.

2p!England🇬🇧

2p!England: Poppet! I made you my special cupcakes! Try them!

Yn, nervous as she remembers what his special cupcakes might have:I am not really hungry, so...

2p!England: They don't have anything bad in them, I swear!

Yn, slowly nodding her head as she takes them: O-Ok.

2p!England: I wanted to make this present special! Do you like them?

Yn, surprised they taste like real, normal cupcakes: Yeah... they remind me of the ones Switzerland got me this morning.

2p!England: What?

Yn: Switzerland gave me some as a present this morning *continues eating*

2p!England, thinking: I will turn him into literal Swiss cheese

2p!Russia🇷🇺

Yn: Thanks for the presents, Russia... Isn't this too much? *looks at the mountain of gifts*

2p!Russia, shakes his head while patting hers: Not really. In fact, there are more I need to give you.

Yn:?!

2p!Russia: Don't worry your pretty brain about it, but... Who gave you those flowers over there? *points at the tulips*

Yn: Oh! Netherlands gave me them as a gift this morning! They smell so good- Why are you taking the vase away?

2p!Russia: They have gone bad. I will get you better ones

Yn: What?

2p!China🇨🇳

Yn, admiring the Hello kitty plushie: This is so adorable! I never saw this one!

2p!China, while having a huge grin on his face: Well, it was a special I requested for you. Happy you like it.

Yn: Thanks! You didn't have to go through so much trouble for me.

2p!China: It was more trouble at all~

Yn: It will look great with that plushie Estonia gave me this morning

2p!China:...

2p!China: Someone gave you a present already?

Yn: Yep~

2p!China: Oh... Can you do me a favor?

Yn: Sure. What is it?

2p!China: Can you sleep with your window open for tonight? And put that plushie from Estonia as close as possible to the the window

Yn:...

Yn: What?

2p!Canada🇨🇦

2p!Canada, blushing as Yn thanks him for the chocolate: It's nothing. Just a small token of appreciation.

Yn: Still! Thank you for remembering me! I didn't expect gifts from both Iceland and you, to be honest.

2p!Canada: Oh, it's nothing. I am happy you like- What do you mean by Iceland?

Yn: Him and Mr. Puffin gave me those cute Valentine's Day cards. They are so adorable~

2p!Canada, agitated while she is smiling: Aha...

An hour later...

Yn, yelling from her room: My cards are gone!!

2p!Canada as he lights up a fire: How tragic

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1p2p-heta-imagines · 7 months

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Can you do the domestic lives the 2p axis and allies want too?

2p N. Italy will be the one working, he just wants his S/O to have a relaxed life and he makes enough money for them to do that. He absolutely refuses having kids, he doesn’t want to potentially mess them up.

2p S. Italy is happy to be more of a househusband, he’s used to looking after people so it’s second nature to him, he’d love a child or two to have running around, he thinks they’re adorable.

2p Germany would prefer to be a househusband than work, he’s not the best at holding down a job anyway. For children, it’s a mixed bag, he loves kids but he hates raising them.

2p Japan is happy being a househusband, he doesn’t really like to go out at all so working is awful to him. He doesn’t want kids at all, he just can’t deal with children or their antics.

2p America would prefer to be the one working but he struggles to find employment so he knows it likely won’t end up that way, they’ll probably both work. As for children, he’s very hesitant, the idea scares him.

2p England would prefer 50/50, he doesn’t want them to do all the housework but he doesn’t want them to be the only one working either. He’s happy to split it up because that’s fair to him. He’d love a big family.

2p Canada is another that prefers the work be 50/50. He likes to do housework, he likes to work, it fills up time. When it comes to children, he’s hesitant because of how he was as a kid but the idea of a child is appealing.

2p France says he hates kids but he always takes care of them so he’d secretly like one of his own. Househusband nor working is that good to him, he just doesn’t have the motivation to do either.

2p China is unbothered: he’s fine to be the sole worker, he’s fine to stay at home, he’s fine if they both work, he really just goes with whatever they want. He’s taken care of enough children in his life to not want more.

2p Russia prefers to work, mostly because he likes the predictability and the routine of work. As for children, he’s not the biggest fan of children, nor does he have any idea how to raise them.

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localgardenweed · 1 year

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2P Hetalia didn't just stop at people, it's spreading onto ponies now

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bellhopmomo · 5 days

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They pick up girls in their mercedes but i've got watermelon to get me some ladies

Art request from Discord

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nalidyne · 1 year

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WaNTeD yoU!

Decided to make a cover art for my APH/2ptalia AU!

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Updates might not come fast but I will try my best! This is a masterpost with infos and links to the chapter/pages so it will be edited in the future.

Rating: Mature Warnings: Mention of suicide/abuse Relationships: 2p!Us/2p!Uk, fem!Us/Uk, fem!Ger/2p!Ita, 2p!Us/2p!Bel (other pairings and minor ocs are also implied and will be tagged)

> Chapter 1: (old art!!) [1] [2] [3] [4] [5]

> Chapter 2: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6]

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my2phetaliaheadcanons · 8 months

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i really enjoyed your yandere allie’s being broken up with post! could you do one for a yandere 2p axis as well? thank you in advance :) sincerely, a yandere lover

(Y/N) stood in the doorway, a bursting duffle bag digging into her left shoulder while her hands tightly grasped the strap. Licking her lips, she murmured.

“I-I can’t do this anymore. We’re over.”

Japan: Kurai’s dull, garnet eyes slowly drifted from the paperwork on his dark, cherrywood desk to his Sakura blossom. He noticed the crystal tears that threatened to bubble over like an unspoken plea for mercy, terrified quivers that made her shake and tremble like a kitten left to die in the coldest December blizzard.

A shark-like smirk split his face as he cooed her pet name. “We have only three days until we are wed, do you really want to dishonor your family by calling it off?”

Trying to leave Kurai’s web is like trying to pull a live rat off a glue trap. He will manipulate you into staying by pulling at your sense of duty. It starts by mentioning all the people who will be disappointed should you two split. If you continue to insist that you are done. Then it will begin to get violent.

Kurai drags you with a bruising grip to a hidden white room, the door locking as he leaves you in isolation. For two weeks all you see is white, even the very food and dishes become that vile color.

At the lock’s click and hinge's squeak, you hoped in vain that Kurai had come to his senses. Finally letting you leave this hell. In reality, you saw red. A lot of red, of much so that he claimed it was to shine the honor that your ‘threat’ had tarnished.

Germany: Groaning, Luther popped his neck with a loud crack as he raised his scarred body from the worn, leather couch. His blond brow raised in a questioning manner. “What are jou talking about?”

He watched with cold, tired eyes as (Y/N) took a deep breath before forcing the horrible statement again from her throat like a lion cub’s first roar.

Chuckling, Luther shook his head as he held his out his calloused hand.

“Come now, Kätchen. Let’s nap on it before we do anything.”

Shaking her head, (Y/N) backed up. She screamed a loud no, before sprinting down the hall. Her bag swung and bruised her hip as slammed against the wooden door and fumbled with the slippery knob.

The click of the locking mechanism quickly became a loud slam as the door was forced to close again. (Y/N) now frozen still from the man she was trying to escape.

“Vhat made jou think I was asking?”

Luther is quick to forgive. A simple bow to his demands will quell his anger in ways that could be used against him. IF, he wasn’t already suspicious of all behaviors leading up to your foolish declaration. The missing objects, full cardboard boxes hidden in the closet, and failed attempts at distancing yourself from him.

Your announcement is what causes the iron fist to finally drop.

Similar to the ‘fighting and married’ bit, he begins with house arrest while retrieving all the items you’ve sneaked out. Any found attempts of planning to escape will lead Lutz to become more controlling and to harsher punishments.

What makes it worse, is that even on the darkest nights, locked in the rusted, gilded cage and draped in heavy, silver chains, Luther will remain outside the door. Murmuring promises of a better life and love, if only you agree to stay and obey. Forever.

Prussia: It had been two weeks since Wilheim let (Y/N) go. Two weeks of hoping she would return, of hoping she would realize how deeply their souls were intertwined. Fourteen days he had been pained by a wounded heart, that felt like each weak beat may be its last without his Maus.

He could bear it no longer when he watched as she set off with another man. The bright laughter and innocent blushes told him all he needed to know. With the flutter of his cloak, Wilheim set out to reclaim what he had lost.

Wilheim’s long, blood-stained life has taught him a lot. One such lesson is the use of free will. He hopes by letting you go for a time that you will come back, but as the time goes on without even a text from you, Wilheim begins to crack.

His cracks start small by stalking and recording. But as he hears how happy you are to be away and the proud compliments from friends about escaping the abuse, they become large fissures within his psyche

The last straw is your attempt to move on. That was the night he drags you back once the date is done. Questioning you on why you would betray him, did the time you spent together mean nothing?

With eyes like a burning ocean, Wil will force you into a small cell. Its tight walls only allow you to stand or sit. As the days wear on, you’ll find yourself taking comfort in Wilheim by your own volition.

He is the only one to open the door. So, doesn’t he deserve your love?

Austria: Jon cocked his head in a similar fashion to his little bat. Observing her intently as (Y/N) shuffled. She, at first, might have thought it was cute until a demonic laugh erupted from his pale throat. Heavy heaves for breath causing his chest to sink in showing his ribs in the tight, red shirt before expanding outward like an organic balloon, that no one could properly fill.

“That’z a funny yoke meine Queen.” Jon wiped a tear from his red eyes. “But, vhile jou here, did jou pick a place for dinner?”

(Y/N) shook her head quickly and muttered a no. “I-I’m breaking up with you, don’t you understand that?”

A loud sigh came from Jon as he stood from the leather couch. His heeled boots clicked against the wooden floor as closed the distance on the cowering woman.

“Of course I do, but” he looked at his shiny, black polished nails. “if jou really vant to, zhen go for it. Juzt don’t be zurprized vhen zomeone dizappearz.”

Jon lives in an odd mix of delusion and reality. He will take the smallest acts of obedience and view it as you submitting to and loving him. Every moment of rebellion shows him how far he still has to go until you are ready to be his Queen of the Night.

Since, you’ve decided to walk out the front door, consider the threat now a prophecy. He will start with the disappearance of a close friend. At first, you may dismiss it, until a body is found and the red words ‘come home’ are painted on the alley wall.

During your mourning, you try to tell the police of the possible lead. That Jon may be the cause of it all. Yet, it all falls on deaf ears as they explain that man doesn’t exist.

You, wanting justice, decide to confront him and run to his home, expecting a fight. Instead, you find an open door that reveals a dark house. Stepping inside, you feel a cold chill and gasp as the door shuts behind you, locking you in. Before you continue your forced path forward, you notice the shadows move like dancing snakes.

A quick glance and scratching at the light switch reveal no working lights. You scream when you feel the first shadow latch onto your ankle. Attempting to pull you through the floor. Shaking and pulling doesn’t help as more attach, eventually pulling you into an inky blackness. Ensuring that Jon’s pale skin is the brightest thing you see in your world of eternal night.

Spain: Armando’s eyes slowly lifted from the stacks of paper in front of him. His quill rested limply against his rough fingers as he took (Y/N)’s form in wholly.

He noted her straight lip tremble at its edges, the subtle scrapping of her nails over the nylon bag straps as his silence continued. She shuffled an inch back whenever he twitched or breathed too loud, before shakily regaining the lost ground. Though, she remained tense, ready to bolt at a moment’s notice.

His question shattered the silence like a hammer to a mirror.

“You want to leave me?”

“Y-yes, I do.” She nodded as her heels dug against the wooden floor.

“Well,” Armando stood before walking to a large glass and oak display case. His hand gripped the wooden handle as he opened it, reached in, and pulled out a large, silver axe. “I think that we should let a simple game decide our fate.”

This man isn’t going to let you go. End of story.

But! That doesn’t mean it will be a simple no with slices to disable your legs. No, Armando doesn’t work that way. He’ll have fun by forcing you to play a game, his favorite to be specific. Axe throwing.

If you are one to see the dark side of his world from the beginning, then you’ll know that your chances are low, even if you have thrown axes before. He won’t play fair, offering damaged axes and using a target that is just a little too far out of reach.

Most likely, you were kept in the dark. Not fully knowing the amount of blood that stained his hands. Your axes are sharp, but the target itself is dry, hardwood. Your muscles were never meant to throw with the power to dent such a mass, and it didn’t. You could only watch in fear as Armando hit consistently a bull’s eye each time from a different angle.

Depending on how badly you lose will determine what comes next. If Armando absolutely destroyed you, then he’ll keep his punishment simple. A quick snip to one of your Achilles tendons and being locked in a room with minimal contact for a couple of weeks with only him to rely on will help subdue your fire without snuffing it.

If you presented a challenge to him, then it would be worse. A debilitating injury to hinder your chances of escape mixed with a strict schedule of labor on the farm and obedience training. This mix will drown any thoughts of rebellion, leaving behind a fearful shell of yourself that is easier to control.

Italy: The silence of (Y/N)’s statement reverberated off the walls as Luciano set his wine glass on the dining room table. His leather-gloved hands came together to intertwine as a chinrest while he leaned back into the wooden chair—a large grin on his face as he sized up his darling fiancée.

“What made you think that was your call? When you agreed to be mine,” He stood, slamming his hands down as he leaned forward on the table, the taunting smile turned to a vicious snarl in a mere blink. “It meant until the day the world stopped turning when Italia would be wiped off the map and forgotten about by the fragile minds of mortal men. NOT because you got cold feet! NOT W-“

“I NEVER AGREED TO THE BLOODSHED!” She sobbed; the dam of emotions finally bursting. “You are nothing more than a monster that feeds off the mutilated flesh of your victims. Always looking for an excuse to kill again!”

(Y/N)’s declaration shocked Luciano like he had been bitten by a hidden viper. His eyes were wide as his focus never left the woman he loved.

She backed up a few steps. Hesitance caused her frame to tremble, before she turned her back to him. “I’m leaving, goodbye.”

It was only a few steps before the sound of maniacal laughter accompanied the sound of whistling metal.

(Y/N) gasped, before collapsing. As the laughter came closer, she saw three knives embedded within her flesh. All lay within her lower half, making the mere thought of running from the mad Mafioso impossible.

“Oh, Tesoro.” Her head snapped up to view the smiling Italian. “You’ll be staying with me forever.”

After your shouting match and injury, Luciano will decide it's time to retrain. After all, you’ve shown him that your loyalty was false. Nothing more than a piece of tin that needed to be forged into something stronger. Something steadfast.

He will take the time to rebuild you. Each step toward what he wants means healing, rebellion just creates additional injury. Eventually, you’ll either break into a creaked and numbed doll, or you’ll be the perfect wife, trustworthy enough to join Luciano in the flames.

Romano: (Y/N)’s stomach flipped as Fabrizio stepped closer, his questions ignored as she turned her back. She was ready to run, pushing her legs to their limit as she forced her stride to be at its max.

It wasn’t enough.

A small dart with a fuzzy tip, no thicker than the graphite of a #2 pencil and no longer than a standard ballpoint pen, had sailed into her thigh.

The mosquito-like sensation caused her to pause. Gingerly, (Y/N) tapped the object, before pulling it free. As she stared at it the world began to blur and sway. One dart became two, then four and more. Her attempts for balance failed as a numbing sensation crawled from the hit point.

Falling due to weakened legs, (Y/N) gasped as the marble floors caught her. She heard Fabrizio speaking, his voice muffled as blackness started to flood from her periphery. As the drug took its hold, the last thing she felt was the warmth of her devil’s hands.

To Fabrizio, it was a sin to end the relationship. He has done so much for you; creating fabulous outfits, spoiling you with various luxuries, and most important of all gifting you something precious, his love. When you ended it, allowing him no time to rebuttal, he threw away his dramatic flair. A quick shot of a special sedative, and you’re down and out.

As you’re fainting, Fabrizio will give his monologue. He rants about how he won’t allow one of the purest things to grace him to just walk away. No, it was time you learned your place.

When you finally awake, the world feels off. Firstly, you’re upright with legs bound to steel bars. Secondly, it’s a new, strange room. Your stand is surrounded by glass-encased mannequins, all dressed in outfits from many different eras. Some outfits go back further than the Dark Ages.

A subtle tightening sensation on the chest would distract you. Taking away from the strangeness of the room. Looking down you would see a white, velvet corset with silver steel rivets. Your breath quickened as the constriction continued, while your arms felt paralyzed. Black spots would reappear in your vision as a hushed chuckle brushed against your ears.

“Mia Bambola, it’s-a time you learn to listen.”

#2p hetalia #2p headcanons #yandere #yandere hetalia #2p yandere #2p axis #2p italy #2p romano #2p germany #2p prussia #2p japan #2p austria #2p spain

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1p2p-heta-suggestives · 1 year

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What would happen if the s/o of the 2p axis gave them their consent to do whatever they want with her, such as their darkest or most perverse fantasies.

2p N. Italy, if given full control, immediately wants to bring out his knives. He's always really worried about people getting scared off because he suggests it, but they've given full consent for ANYTHING and he's taking advatage of that. He's not that into sex, itself, but the idea of hurting someone and having them fully at his mercy really does something for him. He won't damage them badly, but he makes it known that, at any point, he could, especially if they're tied up and can't move, it's the power that he enjoys.

2p S. Italy is not all that dark when it comes to his fantasies, especially not compared to the others. He just wants to be overstimulated/overstimulate his partner in a semi-public place (E.g. changing room, bathroom stall, etc) whilst being degraded and forced to look at himself at it all happening. That’s as perverse/dark as he gets. He loves the thrill of being caught, imagining what the person who caught them would do, things of that nature. In reality, he’d die inside if someone caught them and profusely apologise (if he’s not overstimulated to the point he can’t think).

2p Germany is a little different to the rest, he’d mostly want them doing things to him. He’s EXTREMELY masochistic, almost to a worrying point. Being a nation means dying is nothing to him, he knows he’ll wake up later and be fine and he takes that to his advantage. They can do whatever they want so long as it hurts him (and he gets to cum). Hit him with a chair for all he cares, edge him until he’s seeing stars, choke him until he passes out, give him some new scars, whatever. It’s fully in his partner’s hands.

2p Japan is extremely sadistic. He won’t hurt them too, he knows they’re just a human, after all. That doesn’t mean he’s not going to break a little skin, at least. He just wants to tie them up and edge them until they’re most likely crying. It’ll go on for hours, him degrading them and spanking them any time they make some kind of noise as he rips yet another orgasm away from them right when they were about to cum. He thinks it’s hilarious. Maybe if they’re good, he’ll let them suck his dick.

#Hetalia Smut #2p #Hetalia #2p Hetalia #2p Italy #2p North Italy #2p Veneziano #2p South Italy #2p Germany #2p Japan #2p Headcanons #2p Hetalia Headcanons #2ptalia Headcanons #Smut

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ask-p2-germany · 1 year

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hypothetically speaking, in a fight between 1p and 2p, who would win?

Hypothetically speaking, of course.

[Translation: Would you like to change tax brackets with me? ♥ ]

#2ptalia #2p germany #2p italy #2p japan #aph #hws #hetalia

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ask2pame · 7 days

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Can you tell us more about your 2pJapan? He doesn't appear in this blog enough 😭😭

10 fun facts about Kuro!

1. he can not cook for shit but he will always know where the best food is being sold and don’t worry about the bill he’s a gentleman

2. he loves to travel to the point where he bought a hotel chain so now he has a place wherever he visits

3. he’s very good at reading people and it doesn’t take long for him to figure out exactly what to say to make you hate or love him

4. always working! even when he’s relaxing he’s working or at least that’s what he says

5. hes more for the night life, he’s rarely out during the day.

6. he’s very social and has tons of connections but has a hard time being close with people because he never stays in the same spot long enough for anything to develop so if you wanna be with him, you gotta be ready to travel

7. he’s younger than kiku but doesn’t act like he’s his older brother but he’s nice when he visits kiku even though his fast and always eventful life stresses kiku out he tries to be open

8. he’s a very good and supportive friend, when luciano is stressed out kuro will act relaxed and calm until luciano relaxes too. if allen is whiny about wanting something, kuro will find it no matter how difficult

9. he doesn’t often drop his mask, he’s always playing some sort of character or living in distractions but if you did get him to reveal his true self, he’s just very tired and very cuddly

10. he’s thinks nations who lament over humans and their mortality are weird

#2ptalia #2p japan #about kuro #headcanons

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venezianos-art-gallery · 3 months

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2p! Japan, now I drew this for my good friend @kikikyon as this version of 2p! Japan belongs to them but ties in with my 2p! Italy and 2p! Germany

#aph fanart #hetalia axis powers #hetalia #hetalia fanart #hws #hws fanart #2p hetalia #2p japan #2ptalia #—vene's art corner

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milaisreading · 4 months

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If the 1p countries would immediately help y/n to hide a dead without questioning it then imagine how would it go if she asked the same thing to the 2p's.

Yn, thinking to herself: I will kill Denmark for this! Why are they so eager to hide a supposed dead body....

2p!Italy: Don't worry your little head, mia bella! I know just the right people to help. Wait!

Yn: Who?

2p!Italy ignores her while dialing a phone number.

Yn: WHO?!

2p!Germany: I didn't know you had it in yourself to kill someone, proud of you! Let me dispose of that body. Where is it?

Yn:...

2p!Japan: I will do that. My katana is just sharp enough to slice through skin and bone. I know good hiding spots,too.

Yn: Good... good to know- America, where are you and Canada going?

2p!America: Don't worry about it, we need to find you an alibi

2p!Canada: And a scapegoat who we can pin this on

Yn: what?!

2p!America: Afterwards we can dispose of the body.

2p!England: Let me dispose of it! I need new ingredients for my cupcakes!

Yn:... Won't you say anything?

2p!France: No. Also, how do you want me to get rid of the body? Should there nothing be left, or do you want a souvenir?

2p!Russia: I will get rid of it for you and teach you how to do it. For the next time.

Yn: N...next time?

2p!China: Next time, invite me over for it! We can treat it like a date.

Yn, dialing Sweden's phone number*

Sweden: Hello?

Yn: Get me out of here!!!

#hetalia #aph #hetalia axis powers #hetalia allies #hws #hetalia world series #2p hetalia #2p italy #2p germany #2p japan #2p america #2p canada #2p england #2p france #2p russia #2p china

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2p-hcmaker · 1 year

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2p! Italy:

2p! Romano:

2p! Germany:

2p! Japan:

2p! America:

2p! Canada:

2p! France:

2p! Russia:

2p! China:

2p! England:

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alfredosauce50 · 1 year

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I’ve barely seen any content on Kuro, which is a shame because a lot of people seem interested in him. After many months of requests and a decisive popularity vote, I’m going out on a limb and the feeling in my gut to present this absolute dish.

2p! Japan headcanons

He’s sharp, blunt, and even a little mean, but makes it a point to live a carefree life. He does whatever he wants with no regard for others. Everything comes naturally for him, and he doesn’t falter. Or does he?

Appearance

You’d have to kill him before he gets a bowl cut. He had one as a kid and has not looked back since. Instead, he likes his hair on the longer end so he can tie it in a bun or short ponytail. If not, he might rock a shaved updo tied at the top.

Kuro is on the shorter end—whatever 5’6” may be to you. He also goes out quite often, either to play at the batting cages or enjoy night life. For real baseball games, he has to run a lot under the sun, so he has an athletic build and a slight tan. Swimming is also something he enjoys, and in the hotter months when he frequents the beach, he picks up a crazy tan from his trunks.

He has a good sense of fashion. He might not go all out like a lot of young folks do, but he does dress smart. Some of his go-to’s are loose blouses, harem pants, and shirts with kimono sleeves cut at the elbow. Any longer and he’ll tell you it’s too much. He also has ear piercings and a lot of tattoos on his neck, arms, and back.

Personality

He’s a quiet extrovert. Kuro may not talk much, being such a private person, but he enjoys being in the company of friends. In fact, he keeps a tight circle for the sole purpose of hanging out. Anything more and it’ll feel as if he’s being pried into. Regardless, he does like his group, even if he won’t openly admit it (he always shows up).

He has an Osaka accent. It sounds much more casual than the Tokyo accent, and may even come off as rude. While most people call idiots ‘バカ,’ (baka) he calls them ‘アホ’ (aho). If he were to say ‘very,’ he would say ‘めっちゃ’ (meccha). “この水着はどう？めっちゃめっちゃ可愛いじゃん？” (How about this swimsuit? Isn’t it cute?) And he’s holding up the raciest bikini you’ve ever seen. Pro-tip: don’t bring him clothes shopping.

On top of being nonchalant, Kuro is very blunt. He won’t hesitate to tell you his opinion whether you asked for it or not. How the shirt doesn’t suit you, that you’re slow at washing up, or you’re bad at something. It’s only tolerable because he’s right 99% of the time, and he doesn’t mean anything by it. If you understand and respect that, you’ve already gotten past his biggest quirk.

“This chicken is kinda dry. Did you use flour instead of potato starch?” He crunches on a piece.

“That’s how fried chicken is usually made.”

“Not a fan.”

“If you don’t like it, you don’t have to eat it.” You say, reaching out for his plate. He holds it away from you.

He keeps you on the edge. Kuro comes off as neutral most of the time, but can switch it up instantly. You had an inkling he was teasing you with his nonchalance (e.g. suggesting a sexy bikini for you to try) but you can never guess when he’s about to change. Just when you least expect it, he’ll have the slyest smirk on his face. “But you put in so much effort to make it for me. I’ll clean off the plate, even if it tastes bad.”

Kuro can be a little shit. Aside from making fun of you, he loves getting on your nerves. Purposely blocking your way, scrambling up your food when you’re trying to take a picture, and even lifting your skirt to see what’s underneath. One slap and an earful later, he’ll stop. He’s always testing your patience, but he knows you well enough to stay just under the threshold.

He’s very cynical. About people, things, and ideas. Again, it’s hard to hold it against him when he’s usually right. However, it gets particularly bad when there’s jealousy involved. Since he’s emotionally constipated, he’d rather say hurtful things than to admit he’s the one who’s hurt.

“He’s only being nice to you because he wants to get in your pants.” He remarks, lifting a cup to his mouth.

“I would ask if you’re speaking from experience, but you’re not really nice to me.” You walk to the door with your things, not sparing him so little as a glance. “So at least he’s doing something right.”

“Who said I’m trying to get in your pants?”

He’s not protective until the very last minute. Kuro trusts you to be responsible and to find your way without his help. The independence may be healthy, but he’s there when you need him—even if he has something to say about it. Essentially, he’s kind without his words matching his actions. Kuro will buy a whole basket of things for you if you’re short on money, but not without calling you dumb first. “Stop putting things back, dummy. I’m paying for everything.”

Interests

He’s a popular tattoo-artist. Kuro is excellent at drawing—his designs are unique, dark, and more on the explicit side, which his clients can’t seem to get enough of. Because he’s always booked out, he spends a great deal of time in his studio. He has surgeon hands, can concentrate for hours on end, and wears glasses while he works.

At home, he’s coming up with new designs for his portfolio. If you watch him work, he’s always ready to pop the question. “So, when will you let me do your tattoo? I can do anywhere you like.”

He’s a pervert. Aside from making suggestive or riqué comments (like wanting to tattoo you on questionable places on your body) he consumes a lot of adult content. Weirdly enough, he’s pretty subtle about it. The only person he openly talks about it with is Alfred. For that reason, you call them the ‘degenerate duo.’ Not that you need to be privy to their conversations to know how he is.

Kuro loves baseball. He has his own bat, glove, uniform and everything. Games are harder to organize when it requires so many players, but he’s more than happy to play a mini one with you. If not, he’ll go to the batting cages for a swing.

He’s a night owl. When he’s done with work for the day, he’ll take you out to town. The bars, izakayas, and arcades in Japan are fantastic. Now, it’s midnight when you both head out, and he’s not tired at all. One of these days, you might suspect Kuro is a part of the sleepless elite.

Psychology + romance

Being friends with him is already hard enough. He’s mean, sly and a total pervert. But when he’s not those things, he’s smart, kind, and knows how to have fun. If you make that trade and stay around, you’re well on your way to being a valued person in his life. And if you keep up with him, your chemistry will develop from there on out.

He can’t resist someone who can go toe-to-toe with him. If you can hold conversations with him, great. If you can bicker with him, even better. It’s not really conflict he’s looking for, but an equal. It’s comforting to be around someone who thinks like him, or at least, understands him. Being with you will be effortless, and he’ll find himself looking for you, again and again.

Kuro changes his habits for you. He could have the chance to do anything in the city, and yet, he’d give that up to do groceries with you. He’d rather pick out fruit and veg with you than go out with his friends. At that point, it’s pretty obvious he has a thing for you. He knows it, his friends know it, but it’s only you that stays oblivious. “These apples are better. Just weigh them as the cheaper ones so we can save some money.”

After all, how could he? He said so himself he wasn’t interested in getting with you. Kuro never lies, but here he is, lying to your face to protect himself. He can’t be vulnerable to save a life. Everything he ever says to you is a testament to that. Being blunt, being negative, and making fun of you is just how he avoids his feelings.

Because of his dishonesty, there will be rifts in the relationship; you start thinking he just simply doesn’t like you. And it can’t be mended by his other love languages. He could do everything in the world for you, but it feels substantial for how much shit he gives you. “I washed the clothes,” or “I made curry,” may as well be a nicer way of saying what he already has: I don’t like your food and you don’t know how to do the laundry.

The breaking point is when you both argue for the first time. Jealousy is a cruel mistress, and he just made a rude comment about the person you’re seeing--then how you have bad taste. Kuro regrets everything the second you start crying. His eyes go wide and his heart just sinks. The pain in your voice is jarring, and the way you look at him goes to show how he’s treated you.

“You’re always so mean to me,” You raise a hand to wipe away your tears, but it’s no use when they keep falling. “You never say anything nice about me. If you don’t like me, why do we even see each other?”

He’s too ashamed to say anything. The rest of the night is quiet, and you’re still upset because he hasn’t offered any closure. Just when you’re about to give up on him, he does the completely unexpected. While you’re getting ready for bed, he’s watching from the doorway with his arms folded. “Do you want to sleep with me tonight?”

If you agree, nothing will happen—maybe except keeping you close enough so you don’t leave. After a night or two, he’ll give a proper apology for being unfair to you. But if you keep sleeping with him, it won’t be long before he gives in to your expectant stares and leans in. Only then does he give you the closure you’ve been waiting for: a slow and sensual kiss. He draws out every movement he makes just to feel your lips.

Kuro is an emotionally-intense lover. He feels very deeply, and can be quite sensitive. If you’re perceptive of him, he’ll return the favor tenfold. His affection is more of a constant thought than anything, but that’s what makes touching so intoxicating. Not a single brush goes unnoticed, and he relishes every hug he gives you.

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