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hwsing · 11 months

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hi oh my god that giving head post was something else. if you’ve got the motivation to write, i’d love to see a 2p version if the characters/one with russia, germany, prussia, and romano

giving head pt. 2

warnings/notes: 18+, reader is afab and gender neutral. includes: russia (ivan braginsky), germany (ludwig beilschmidt), and s. italy (lovino vargas). as always, reblogs are appreciated. also, glad you enjoyed the last one! <3

☆ ivan braginsky

ivan can seem a bit reluctant about sexual things at times, but not out of a desire to not partake. in reality, he’s simply unused to intimacy — even if he isn’t a virgin, he can’t help but feel like he’s lacking in experience. this doesn’t get him down, though; he sees it as a learning opportunity, yeah? he’ll encourage you to be vocal about how he makes you feel, and even ask you unintentionally embarrassing questions.

he’ll look up at you from where he was between your legs, sucking on your clit and watching as you tilt your head back in pleasure; he’ll stop to ask if you like that, and he’ll chuckle softly against your cunt as you usher his face back into your cunt. he’s quite patient when it comes to this — even if it takes you nearly an hour to get off, he doesn’t mind. he’ll stay for as long as you want, really; he’s just happy to be wanted.

remember what doja said about big noses? yeah… when he tongue fucks your hole, his nose will absolutely rub against your throbbing clit, offering rough and uncoordinated stimulation to the bud. when he realizes this is happening, he’s quick to practically nuzzle into your cunt, licking up and against the walls of your pussy. he’s gonna be eating you out like a starved man, be warned — over stimulation should be expected, really… when you cling desperately to the bed and mewl about how it’s s’much, it makes him feel so proud of himself — he has to keep going, all the way until you’re twitching and crying.

☆ ludwig beilschmidt

ludwig doesn’t seem reluctant in the same way that ivan does — no, ludwig is just straight up nervous. at first, he’s practically sweating as hes lowering his face to your cunt, and he swears his mouth goes dry and he feels almost light headed while looking at your glistening folds. he is so ridiculously horny, and he feels like a stupid teenager seeing a pussy for the first time — he nearly groans against your cunt the first time he gets a taste, and it’s almost like he’s on autopilot as he wraps his arms around your thighs and pulls you closer.

now, ludwig is the type that is pretty worried about how much you’re enjoying yourself, if he’s making you feel good, etc — and so, he’ll brace through his fears. more often than not, he’s gonna incorporate his hands — let him tie you up so that you’re at complete mercy to him, leaning back to spit on your cunt as he fingers you, watching the glob roll down to your tight ass. his head’s gonna come down to blow on your clit, feeling his cock twitch as you whine out, before latching his lips around your bud while he continues to finger you. your clit is going to feel nearly bruised after from how much he sucks on your clit; he gets way too into this, honestly. he gets off so much from doing this to you and hearing all your reactions, that you should’ve be surprised if he creams his pants during the act.

oh — he’s definitely curious about using toys. if you don’t own any, and he doesn’t, expect him to buy some. it doesn’t have to be anything totally out there, but he wants to at least try a strong vibrator on your clit as his tongue and fingers work on your holes (yes, plural). the thought of you tied up and unable to do anything but squirm while he makes you see stars… it keeps him up at night, he wants to soooo bad please let him. he’s just a closeted pervert.

☆ lovino vargas

this man is so good at this it’s unfunny. he really, really, really wants— no, needs to impress you. he literally has to blow your mind or else he will simply be forced to pass away. with that in mind… expect him to kiss up your leg, holding your gaze as he spreads your thighs — if you hitch, gasp, blush, or have genuinely any sort of reaction, it’s like points added to his confidence and ego. it reassures him that hey, he’s actually making you happy — and so, he’s wonderfully generous. you’ll feel his calloused hands caress and grop your thighs and ass softly as he kisses up to your cunt, before licking up your folds.

lovino has experience. he knows his way around a lovers body — he doesn’t rush things, no, he takes his time. he appreciates how you taste, the way your spine arches into his touch, the sounds of pleasure you make; his tongue will swirl around your sensitive bud that’s aching from his teasing, and he gets fight off the grin tugging at his plump lips as you whine. making you feel good makes him feel good — it’s a mutual exchange, really.

he’s not necessarily going to go out of his way to overstimulate you, but there really are times when he’ll rest his head against your thigh and look up at you pleadingly after you pulled him off your cunt by his hair. he’ll ask you for just one more — he’s gonna follow it up with some sickeningly sweet words, too, telling you all about how good you taste and how much he loves your cunt, how much he craves it — when you cave, he’s eager to get back into your cunt, greedily licking up all your juices. although, he will get horribly flustered if you praise him, and he’ll grumble about how you’re distracting him.

#my work #hetalia #aph hetalia #hetalia hc #hetalia headcanons #hetalia x reader #hetalia x you #hetalia fanfiction #russia x reader #aph russia #aph germany #germany x reader #aph romano #romano x reader

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erina-writes-headcanons · 8 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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guns-in-the-desert · 2 years

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How I headcanon NYO!Romano’s looks.

• CEO of pretty bitches

• So I’m gonna start with her face

• She has round slightly chubby cheeks by nature

• There’s no getting rid of them, no mater how much weight she loses

• Not that she really minds

• High cheekbones

• Resting sad face

• Constantly looks like she’s on the verge of tears

• she’s not (but there’s a long overdue breakdown sometimes in there)

• she’s probably pissed.

• If one more random man asks her “what’s wrong?” She might shoot them

• Glassy, chocolate brown, siren eyes

• her eyes are slightly far apart

• Feathers her eyebrows

• round plump lips (think snitchery, but not as extreme)

• wouldn’t be caught dead with chapped lips

• usually has red lipstick/gloss

• An obnoxiously perfectly upturned nose (think Priscilla Presley)

• small kinda pointy(?) chin

• let’s move on to hair

• also chocolate brown

• naturally wavy bordering curly

• it’s still in recovery from damage from straightening to make it more “acceptable” for ballet standards

• dyed it black once

• Its thick as hell

• her hair is usually a few inches past her shoulders

• but sometimes she grows it out longer

•LOOKS AMAZING IN PIN CURLS (I’m picture classic Rota Hayworth hair)

• or when it’s overly teased (especially when it’s black

• now her body

• Is 5’8

• is pretty slim

• is bottom heavy

• but you can barely tell

• think current doja cat but with no boobs at all

• olive skin

• nice warm undertones

• I think over all she has a classic old Hollywood kind of beauty with a slight modern twist

Next are just some outfits I think she would wear and absolutely eat in.

Also her favorite color is red and she doesn’t believe in dressing down ( It would kill her) casual isn’t in her vocabulary

Hi, I am alive, and I’m going to start writing again I think, but I’m probably going to make some changes to my blog💋 also I might make a sim, lmk if you want that.

#hetalia #aph #hetalia headcanons #romano x reader #nyotalia #hetalia x reader #romano headcanons #nyo romano

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mxlovinovargas · 2 years

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HOMBRE LOBO

Want—ever long in the ephemeral past and present and future—is one with the human condition, thus explored in these stories through thought, actions, and words that speak more than just a silly little craving. These are 12 stories of longing, restlessness, and desire. This is Hombre Lobo.

Prizefighter - [Denmark x f!Reader]

That Look You Give That Guy - [Switzerland x f!Reader]

Lilac Breeze - [Spain x f!Reader]

In My Dreams - [Italy x f!Reader]

Tremendous Dynamite - [Prussia x f!Reader]

The Longing - [Norway x f!Reader]

Fresh Blood - [Russia x f!Reader]

What's a Fella Gotta Do - [Romania x f!Reader]

My Timing Is off - [Germany x f!Reader]

All the Beautiful Things - [England x f!Reader]

Beginner's Luck - [Lithuania x f!Reader]

Ordinary Man - [Romano x f!Reader]

DISCLAIMER: These are strictly fictional one-shots. They have no basis nor do they reflect reality. These are not meant to be read as a foundation for your sexual, romantic, or platonic relationships. These are not a guide. They have dark content, dark themes, and dark outcomes. As the title says, "Werewolf", and it should be inferred no differently. Thank you.

#hetalia x reader #hetalia x you #nsft hetalia #germany x reader #denmark x reader #romano x reader #lithuania x reader #england x reader #russia x reader #norway x reader #romania x reader #prussia x reader #italy x reader #spain x reader #switzerland x reader #Cib Writes SPICY Fics

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sardonic-the-writer · 2 years

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Romano and Italy (separately) with an s/o who paints murals for them

ROMANO

He honestly drops his whole smug act when he sees them. It totally in awe, can't belive he landed someone like you that cares for him that much.

Romano never valued himself that much, but seeing you do something like this-

I don't know. It just made him want to hug you and never let go <3

ITALY

Is bouncing around on the walls, trying to grab it frantically, speeding around to show the other countries-

He's so excited!!!! This is better than, dare I say, spaghetti!!!!!!!!

#romano x reader #romano #1p hetalia #italy #1p italy #italy x reader #1p romano #hetalia #1p hetalia x reader #hetalia x reader #diegotalia

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hotboy-hottub · 1 year

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Spoilers lol A scene from my (romano x spain x femreader) fic link below hehehe

https://www.quotev.com/story/15579503/Moonstruck/1

#hetalia #hetalia romano #hws romano #hws spain #hetalia spain #hetalia fanfiction #hetalia fanfic #romano x reader #spain x reader

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atom-writings · 5 months

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helloooo can i humbly request the s/o liking their accent + voice but with romano and iceland? :) loved your other post with it!! good luck with exams by the way

hetalia romano and iceland with a s/o who loves their voice

0.3k words ~ gender neutral headcanons

tw: none!

a/n: this is a short one BCS I didn't have that much to say and I'm about t o pass out hi I love u guys

Romano

It's a good thing you're a sucker for Italian accents because Romano loves when girls swoon over his voice (Whenever a pretty tourist is around, he sounds like it's his first time speaking his English.) So, if he has the same effect on you, he abuses that privilege greatly.

“Qualcuno ti ha mai detto che hai un sorriso meraviglioso?”

“What?”

“Nothing, Bella~”

Anything he says to you is followed immediately by some random off-handed phrase in Italian, just because he knows how hot you find his voice. That habit keeps your attention, as well as his patience with the English language.

Plus, he's Italian, so he loves the sound of his own voice. Give him a good enough topic and he can rant for hours without you saying even a single word to encourage him.

He prefers S/Os that are a lot quieter than he is, so it's not uncommon for him to have a whole conversation with himself while you just listen. And when he knows he has an audience, even if it's you, his voice becomes painfully smooth and attractive. So, win-win, right?

Iceland

Wait, really? He... never expected anyone to tell him that. It seems like only yesterday that he sounded completely different, and he hasn't gotten used to having a more mature voice yet. That's partly why he's so quiet, he still finds his voice awkward and childish.

But really, his voice is perfectly soft. He's accidentally sent you to sleep more than once, but he assumed that was actually just an indication that he bored you.

“If me speaking bothers you that much... I will be quiet.”

“It doesn't bother me!”

“... I will be quiet anyway.”

He doesn't like talking. It's hard to get a more than 3-word text out of him, much less ramble; even if you beg. He doesn't really believe you when you say you like his voice.

Though, like with every compliment you give him, it makes him blush every time you bring it up. Plus, it does stay in the back of his mind... even if he won't indulge you.

#heta tag #hetalia imagines #hetalia x reader #romano tag #aph romano x reader #hws romano x reader #emil tag #aph iceland x reader #hws iceland x reader

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sleepingdeath-light · 11 months

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romano smut hcs ; 18+

requested by ; anonymous (17/05/23) [2/2]

fandom(s) ; hetalia

fandom masterlist(s) ; here

character(s) ; romano vargas / south italy

outline ; “hullo!! This is for UCN!! Don’t see much Hetalia content here so let’s change that shall we >:3 I’d like some relationship headcanons for Romano :D he’s so skrunkly and I love him so much (and also someone made a “most attractive guy in Hetalia” competition here and Romano’s beating the absolute shit out of every dude he’s up against xD) If it’s not too much to ask maybe we can have sfw + nsfw? 🥺 (I’m 21!! Sorry if that’s weird-)”

warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, public sex acts

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

he has super sexually sensitive thighs and groping/biting/kissing them is guaranteed to make him moan

very vocal in the bedroom both in the sense of talking a lot and in the context of just generally being very loud

swears a lot when he orgasms

very big on dirty talk and slips in a lot of praise — also alternates a lot between english and italian in the moment

extremely possessive and won’t even consider the thought of bringing someone else into your sex life or sharing you at all

very easy to fluster if you tease him by brushing your fingers against his cock and thighs over his clothes and whisper in his ear exactly what you need

wouldn’t send nudes but would be happy to receive them, always responding with a filthy compliment in italian

clothed grinding and thigh riding are extremely common types of foreplay with him since there are times when you’re too horny to get fully undressed and just need some quick release before the main event

he has a lot of toys that he enjoys using on you and is happy to go shopping for more if you see something you’d like to try out

big on doggy style and the concubine positions, but he’s also happy to fuck you against any sort of surface that’s closest to you at the time

his high libido means that if you let him, he’s happy to take you anywhere and everywhere

empty office/meeting rooms, any room in the house, alleyways, in the garden, in a tent or in your car, etc.

loves going down on you but prefers to have you straddle his face when he does (not a fan of kneeling)

has a shocking amount of stamina and can go for a while, but usually stops after two rounds because you need to recover

he’s about average in length but incredibly girthy

bath or pool sex would be something he’d be up for

has a slight thing for bondage but he can take it or leave it based on your preference

loves covering you in hickeys but will get super flustered if you leave any on noticeable areas on him (namely his throat)

#sleepingdeath #gender neutral reader #smut #smut hcs #minors dni #minors fuck off #hetalia smut #hetalia x reader #romano vargas x reader #romano vargas smut #hetalia romano x reader

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lilac-amethyst-skies · 11 months

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Being in a relationship with Romano would include...

Playful bantering

Chasing one another around the house

Dinner with just the two of you that Romano made himself

Eating way too much pasta

Having an arm around your waist (especially if there are others present)

Incredibly lazy afternoons

Taking one too many naps

You witnessing him truly smile

Him bringing his mouth to your ear and whispering sensual things only you can hear (others may or may not be in the room with you…)

Listening to him play the guitar, a skill of his hardly no one knows about

You giving him the look when Romano’s laziness has hit its peak

Diffusing arguments between him and his brother

Watching Romano get wine-drunk

Romano suddenly coming up from behind, wrapping his arms around you with his face pressed into the junction of your neck and shoulder

You showering him in compliments and affirmation (but he totally doesn’t know how to react, so he just freezes with his face heavily covered in a blush.)

You becoming absolutely breathless in the way that he kisses you

Experiencing Romano’s adept hands in more intimate moments

Romano finally introducing you to Spain

Spain telling you super embarrassing baby stories about Romano

Spain almost ending up dead

You insisting Romano take you around the city

Lovely days under the sun

Romano’s hushed apologies when he came off as too harsh

Him attempting to teach you Italian (the both of you ending up into a pile of laughter when you don’t say something quite right)

You getting to witness first-hand those complicated layers of his disappearing one by one

Romano appreciating that you chose him first

#hetalia #aph hetalia #aph romano #hws romano #lovino vargas #aph south italy #hws south italy #fanfiction #hws hetalia #headcanon #hetalia x reader

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crimson-kisses · 4 months

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Hi, um, so I LOVE your writings on Prussia and Germany. Glad to know there are people out here still blessing us with yandere hetalia content. I find it interesting how you mention in Germany's oneshot that Prussia told him he should be harsher with you from day one... So, the morbid curiosity wants to know, pretty please, what that would look like in detail?

Thank you very for such lovely compliments, warms my heart, it keeps me going and pumped up for writing more! 🌻 I would love delve deeper into such concepts although it will be rather short and simple. Gilbert is a bastard when it comes to giving advices, it’s always a clean cut which he’s aiming for. 🐝✨

Warning: Contains usual yandere themes, mentions of violence and drinking.

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Beratung

The aroma of coffee permeates the air as he is pulled back by his shoulders, his head meeting a solid, sturdy chest while his brother playfully ruffles his hair. In that moment, he feels like a mischievous teenager caught in the act, rather than a towering young man he has become.

A small cough escapes his lips, accompanied by specks of blood staining the pristine white shirt, drawing a disapproving glance from his older brother. However, his brother remains silent for a while, taking deep drags from his cigarette as they both stand beneath the glow of a streetlight.

Ludwig winces as he wipes his bruised nose, attempting to compose himself and maintain a semblance of dignity. He is already embarrassed about being forcibly removed from the bar by his brother.

"Eine ziemliche Schlägerei, aye junge?" his brother remarks, exhaling smoke that twists and weaves into intricate patterns as it ascends, Ludwig pointedly disregards the accusatory taunt. Both of them hear a crashing sound coming from inside the bar, followed by the slamming of a door.

They catch a fleeting glimpse of Lovino supporting a drunken Florentyna, their figures visible for a moment before disappearing around a corner.

"Was it him?"

Ludwig offers a slight nod, opting not to elaborate further, although he knows his brother wasn’t known to let such incidents slide so easily. It could work in his favor or against him.

The cigarette beneath Gilbert's polished boots is crushed, his gaze scrutinizing Ludwig until their eyes finally meet.

"Well? I expect more than just a nod from you," Gilbert presses, his disappointment evident. It was far from ideal that his older brother had been urgently summoned due to a bar brawl. Damn it, that cantankerous bartender should have kept his nose out of it.

"Don't curse that old man in your thoughts," Ludwig winces audibly at the retort, confirming Gilbert's suspicion that Ludwig had indeed cursed out the elderly man for doing precisely what Gilbert had instructed him to do in such situations.

"Francis— that French Arschficker— was the one who started it all",

Ludwig's attempt to shift the blame onto Francis, earns him nothing more than an exaggerated eye roll and an indifferent look, further dampening his mood.

"I'm not here for a game of blame, Ludwig. What I witnessed was you nearly tearing Feliciano’s head off with a shard from a broken bottle."

In response, Ludwig merely huffs with pride, which promptly results in a firm smack to his head.

"Just tell me what caused all of this and who was involved. And don't you dare feed me some bullshit, you hear me, junge?" Gilbert's voice carries a stern warning.

Ludwig rubs the back of his head and his neck, his embarrassment growing by the minute. Here he is, being scolded by his brother in the dead of night. He wonders if Gilbert had been sleeping or simply lounging around, which would explain the presence of the cigarette.

When Gilbert made his entrance into the bar, there was a contemplative air about him. Swiftly, he had landed a powerful punch on Antonio, knocking him down, and forcefully slammed Francis' face against the wall. It appeared that he had been suppressing his frustrations and had finally found a way to release them.

"They were making comments about her," Ludwig admitted, studying Gilbert's expression closely. In response, Gilbert simply shrugged and let out a deep sigh.

"So what? They insulted your manhood? Is that what this was all about? Antonio is going to whine like a little bitch about his broken nose, you know."

"That would be Francis," Ludwig spat out the name as if it were burning his tongue, causing Gilbert to raise an eyebrow.

"He was... well, he kept going on about how I wasn’t experienced enough and how I couldn't handle her if it came down to it. He was insulting me, Brüder, and then he just HAD TO BRING UP SOME BURIED SHIT!! And then Lovino... that damn bitch had a lot to say about love and pleasure and shit”,

Gilbert simply let Ludwig vent out his frustrations in a stream of jumbled and incomprehensible sentences, while he attempted to wipe away the previous droplets of blood off his shirt. His efforts were futile, sadly.

"I just hate that I feel so inferior compared to them. I….. I don't know what to do anymore. Even she makes me feel that way, as if I'm just pathetic. I try to be patient, but Verdammt!"

"You let her think that, holding yourself back and all, don't you?" Gilbert interjects.

Ludwig runs his hand through his hair, smoothing it down after nearly tearing it out in frustration. He closes his eyes, admitting that yes, he does let her think that way. He holds himself back, afraid of scaring her or confirming the doubts others have about him. He nods in agreement.

"Well, then you're a dumbfuck. Stop caring about what others say and handle her directly. Put your foot down instead of tiptoeing around like an uncertain school kid," Gilbert asserts.

Ludwig groans in response, ignoring the intense stare from Gilbert. He knows deep down that it shouldn't matter what others say, but he can't help replaying their demeaning words in his mind. It becomes too much, especially when they start speaking about you, insinuating that he can't please you or even handle you. That's when he lost control.

When they began to critique your relationship with him.

"Lutz, it's not going to be easy to handle a fully grown woman if you continue down this path," Ludwig's hand descends slightly to his cheek as he attentively listens to Gilbert's words. "You have to be tough, be patient if you want that, but if you fold so easily, then you're in for a difficult time."

"It's not about them demeaning or underestimating you, shit."

Gilbert's lips purse as he opens a soda can with a resounding clang, swiftly followed by a massive gulp. His gaze fixates on the empty streets ahead, his eyes narrowing as he mutters, "It's you belittling and underestimating yourself."

Ludwig raises a brow as Gilbert grabs him by the shoulders again, both of them stumbling along the sidewalk. A couple of minutes pass as Gilbert empties the soda can and effortlessly crushes it in his fist.

"Some women require a bit of building, some require a bit of molding, and others a bit of breaking. Not everyone is made the same."

"I'm not... uh, I'm not quite sure about that," Ludwig responds, voicing his uncertainty.

Gilbert pays no heed to his comment as he continues, seemingly pondering how to ensure his brother doesn't mess things up too badly, or else he would have to intervene himself.

"That's the issue, you're not sure about yourself in the first place. Buckle up, Bruder. Your woman isn't going to be a walk in the park. She's bursting with passionate fire, and she'll end up stinging your ass if you don't get yourself together."

Ludwig remained silent for a while, his brows furrowing slightly as he walked alongside his brother. Gilbert's gaze was fixed on the moon, which hung in the sky above them.

"We don't get to love so easily, Ludwig," Gilbert spoke softly, his voice tinged with a hint of melancholy. "We never had that privilege. For beings like us, humans have always been transient beings, fleeting like dust that settles for a few brief years."

Ludwig's gaze shifted to his brother, his features reflecting a mix of understanding and sadness. He knew that all too well.

"You remember your pretty little Snow White?" Gilbert's voice took on a nostalgic tone, breaking the previous melancholy atmosphere. Ludwig turned to him with a bewildered expression, caught off guard by the sudden shift in topic.

"Bruder! That was different. I was a child!" Ludwig replied, his tone laced with exasperation.

"Well, you sucked at wooing a lady back then, and it seems you haven't improved much, maybe those cunts do have a point" Gilbert remarked, his words laced with a hint of mockery. Ludwig shot him an offended glare, but Gilbert responded with a half-hearted smirk.

"If I hadn't caught you being so captivated by that young Mädchen, I wouldn't have even known she was your type," Gilbert continued. Ludwig let out a frustrated sigh,

"Okay, that's enough," he interjected, his voice firm. "Let's just go home."

"I even considered arranging a marriage between the two of you, you know, get you a wife," Gilbert added, his tone filled with reminiscence. "Do you have any idea how proud this old man was? to see his young boy finally muster some manly balls?"

Ludwig stared at him with a nonchalant expression, a look of surprise on his face.

"What?"

His confusion is ignored once again.

Gilbert's grip only tightened on Ludwig's forearm, who had a hint of embarrassment coloring his expression. "My point is, it's alright to chase your romantic dreams and indulge in all that teenage shenanigan bullshit," he began, his voice tinged with sarcasm and sincerity.

"But now you're dealing with a strong-headed woman, not some delicate Victorian-era Snow White. It's okay to have lovey dovey expectations, but as a man, you need to stand your ground and make your intentions clear," Gilbert continued, his tone firm. "Don't play around or mess things up, Ludwig. Tread carefully, or you'll end up with a tangled mess of threads."

Ludwig hummed, his expression growing more grounded as he narrowed his eyes in deep thought. He absorbed Gilbert's words, carefully considering their implications.

"So, you're suggesting that I should be more assertive and dominant," Ludwig started with a thoughtful tone.

“I am suggesting that you don’t fuck around too much, don’t be too arrogant-minded or violent like that Danish imbecile or that Russian brute”.

The blond shifted awkwardly with his boots, gaze fixated on the beer stains which he grimaced at. His brother better not see that unless he wanted to hear another lecture.

He had heard Mathias bragging about his darling, apparently a daring young woman herself. Although his comments were, uh, quite something.

“And also, don’t think too much with your dick”,

Ludwig roughly choked on his own spit, taken aback by the unexpected comment.

Gilbert, however, responded with a dismissive eye roll. He casually took out the car keys from his pocket and opened the passenger door, signaling for Ludwig to get in, even though it was Ludwig's own car. Reluctantly, he made his way to the passenger seat.

With a smooth purr, the car’s engine roared to life and soon they were on their way to wherever Gilbert wanted to go.

“You gotta wait for the right moment to strike, bide your time patiently, you would be surprised what France goes through with his Dame or any other nation”,

“What did she do?”

Ludwig's curiosity got the better of him and couldn't help but ask eagerly, for someone who was commenting on his lack of experiences, it was amusing to know the Frenchman had issues of his own when it came to his darling.

Gilbert smirked, his eyes glimmering with amusement. "Turns out she's quite the escape artist. She's resourceful and has a way with words and her cunning mind."

Ludwig raised a brow in interest as his brother continued,

"The last I heard, she caused the poor man to have flashbacks when she decided to reenact the events of the French Revolution using a butcher knife."

The blond snorted, well that’s what he gets, as he turned on the radio to some shitty pop song.

“Really?”,

“Ja”.

The romantic man had gone on and on about how to treat a woman, wooing them and intending to jab at Ludwig's lack of experience when it came to such things.

That’s where the Italian brothers had joined in, with their unwanted advices which turned into passive insults. Soon enough, Antonio retorted how Lovino was like a neutered cat when it came to his bella. Which resulted in a furious bar fight which others joined in.

It hadn’t taken long after that, when Feliciano in his drunken confidence commented on Ludwig's misfortune with women. And how his darling would be better off with someone else.

This led to Ludwig's attempt to send him to the heaven above using a piece of broken glass shard, after punching the shit out of him.

A serene atmosphere filled the car as both brothers listened to the radio, only one of them was cringing with disdain at some of the lyrics. After a while, Gilbert started again, turning down the volume of the radio.

“That’s the issue with these so-called romantic nations, they don’t think critically when they need to. Diving head first into situations with a bleeding heart only leaves you vulnerable and not to mention, with a fucking mess to clean up after”.

“You gotta be careful and tactical, don’t let emotions and feelings cloud your judgment and think with a straight mind about how to tackle the situation”.

He gets a firm nod with a determined resolve.

The radio's volume increased again. Neither Ludwig nor Gilbert had spoken for a while, and the world seemed to be at a standstill in the late hours of the night.

As the car slows down to a crawl, Ludwig blinks in confusion, taken aback by the sudden change in pace.

Then, an overwhelming surge of boiling anger courses through Ludwig's veins, threatening to consume him.

The frustration within him intensifies, and he clenches his fist tightly, wanting to shatter the noisy radio into pieces.

Ludwig quickly realizes that his dear older brother had carefully arranged for someone to monitor her every action, collecting any possible information and meticulously organizing every aspect beforehand.

“Consider this a tutorial, huh?”,

Even though it is late, he observes that you radiate a lively energy, your laughter echoing loudly. A rosy hue adorns your cheeks, overflowing with an infectious joy that fills his heart with warmth, you looked so beautiful, even with tired eyes and wild, messy hair.

He doesn’t register his brother’s words. No, his eyes are on you. And some piece of swine who’s holding you so intimately, brown hair and judging by the light, he had gray eyes. Both of you looked like a youthful couple after a casual date. He didn’t know who he was, was he your date or just some random cousin?

Nonetheless, he had to go. Cut out of the picture, burnt, for all he cared.

“Was für eine Schönheit”

Ludwig’s eye twitches with barely contained jealousy.

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sweetdreamsfanfic · 1 month

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What happened to the hetalia fandom?

Either way, would anyone be interested in more of the og fanfics? Aka the “Hetalia bf scenarios” and a 1p/2p series

Genuinely getting back into it but there’s like no fresh content 😭😭

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erina-writes-headcanons · 2 years

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Hetalia: Axis Power Masterlist

Hello Everyone, This is the Masterlist of my planned post and the link to the post of the scenarios. You also can see some of the symbols below. Also, starting now. I also accept headcanons and scenarios for 2p Hetalia other than just 1p Hetalia.

🌹: Smut

🥀: Angst

🍭: Fluff

😂: Comedy

🧐: Random

🧸: Domestic

😐: Non-Specified

🗡️: Gore/Yandere

❤️: Romantic

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1p Axis

Italy

Having a Lovely and Affectionate S/O❤️🍭

S/O with a Chubby Cheeks🍭

Their S/O Can do a Parkour 🧐🍭😐

Having a Thief S/O🧐❤️😐

Celebrating their S/O Birthday (Part One) 🍭🧐

S/O Angry because weren't Invited by their Sibling/Friend To Their Event🥀🍭❤️

Having Cocky S/O😂❤️🧐

Having S/O Who Are Serious Most Of The Time and Gets Shy When Receiving Affection❤️🍭😂

Germany

Having a Lovely and Affectionate S/O❤️🍭

S/O with a Chubby Cheeks🍭❤️

Celebrating their S/O Birthday (Part One) 🍭🧐

Reuniting Their S/O for a Long Time🥀🍭

With a Scenekid S/O 🧐

Prank Called by their P/O as a Friend🧐😂😐

S/O Dying in their arms🥀🗡️

Trying To Be Romantic To Make Their S/O Notice❤️🍭🧸

Tall S/O who Charges Them when They are Distracted😂🧐

Having S/O Who Are Serious Most Of The Time and Gets Shy When Receiving Affection❤️🍭😂

Reaction to Prussia Adopting Latin🧐🧸

Japan

S/O with a Chubby Cheeks🍭❤️

Their S/O Can do a Parkour 🧐🍭😐

Celebrating their S/O Birthday (Part One) 🍭🧐

S/O Angry because weren't Invited by their Sibling/Friend To Their Event🥀🍭❤️

Having an Artistic S/O ❤️🍭🧸

Prussia

S/O Asking him out (Male Reader)🧐🍭

Reuniting Their S/O for a Long Time🥀🍭

Celebrating their S/O Birthday (Part Four)🍭❤️

Prank Called by their P/O as a Friend🧐😂😐

Tall S/O who Charges Them when They are Distracted😂🧐

Reaction to Prussia Adopting Latin🧐🧸

Romano

S/O Asking him out (Male Reader)🧐🍭❤️

Celebrating their S/O Birthday (Part Four)🍭❤️

When S/O Have a Nightmare🥀🍭

Having Cocky S/O😂❤️🧐

Having S/O Who Are Serious Most Of The Time and Gets Shy When Receiving Affection❤️🍭😂

Spain

Celebrating their S/O Birthday (Part Four)🍭❤️

Tall S/O who Charges Them when They are Distracted😂🧐

Reaction of Prussia Adopting Latin🧐🧸

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hetafice · 2 months

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hi hi !! loveee your blog so far, it’s v nice to see more hetalia writers popping up again. if you’re interested in tackling this request, i’d like to see your take on how a yandere romano would deal with feelings of jealousy in regards to his darling getting a little too close than what his insecure brain’s comfortable with to his brother veneziano? 🫶💕

tysm! these are still yandere hcs, but i actually ended up also doing a small character study. i’ve been wanting to do those more recently so if you’re interested send in a request! bonus points if it’s not a super popular character. + this came out a lot longer than intended, so enjoy.

This is something Lovino would not be able to handle.

He has spent centuries trying to navigate the minefield that is the relationship with his brother--with varying degrees of success. One thing that has remained constant, however, is the fact that people overwhelmingly prefer his younger brother.

Romano has seemingly tried everything. Careful imitation, acting the complete opposite, sabotaging from the shadows, acting as right-hand man, you name it. Nothing has seemed to stick.

Even now, he’s invisible. Reduced to the lesser half a whole. Forever shackled to his brother, effectively prevented from exercising his own agency.

It’s never fun to be stuck in someone's shadow, but for the person whose shadow you're stuck in to be so unflinchingly blasé about it? For one to be as stuck as long as Lovino has? Being forcefully denied your own personhood like that often breeds contempt. Hatred like that can simmer under the surface for decades, even centuries before bubbling over and being noticed by others. Holding hatred like that for so long as he has? It’s almost enough to drive someone mad.

But when he gets you and has something of his own for once he relaxes a bit. There’s no need to be on edge, to constantly put on airs, because he has someone in his corner. Someone who has taken the time to know him on a deep, personal level. Someone, who despite his faults, is willing to love him, and in turn trusts him enough to love them back. That alone is enough to satiate him, to quiet his restless mind, and dull the sharp blade of self-hatred that’s been lingering within him for so long.

So when he discovers you calmly conversing with the man who has unknowingly tormented him for so long, he almost does not know what to do with himself.

It’s almost as if he’s on autopilot, mindlessly drifting over to where the two of you stand, immediately trying to assess the situation.

In your eyes, the conversation with Veneziano was just much overdue. It was impolite to not introduce yourself to someone so close to your partner. Lovino would never say so, but sometimes the refusal to introduce you to his loved ones felt intentional. Whenever you would press the issue, he would hastily arrange a meeting to calm you down. It worked a few times; you got to meet a few of his friends, and even his pseudo-guardian/older brother/ mentor (you never were quite sure of the nature of their relationship), but you never got the chance to meet Veneziano. Occasions where you two were set to meet would mysteriously get canceled due to unforeseen circumstances. You also noticed that he would always get strangely cagey at the mention of his younger brother.

At first, he would try to covertly sow discord between the two of you, in hopes that you would have a falling-out. In his mind, if he could manufacture situations to make you see his brother’s shortcomings, you wouldn’t want to be around him.

When he discovers, to his horror, that you have grown closer to his brother despite the careful machinations, he would spiral.

To you and Veneziano, your friendship is as right as rain, completely unforced, and a natural progression. After knowing each other peripherally for so long, making friends with you just makes sense.

But to Romano, this is yet another event point, in a seemingly infinite pattern of behavior. Time and time again, Romano finds something of his own, takes a liking to it, starts to cherish it, but only until Veneziano comes along and tries to take it. He always manages, because he is always successful in everything that he does. Afterwards, Romano is then left with nothing but more hatred to swallow and another large bruise on his ego. He can’t let it happen again, not this time, not after cultivating a relationship so pure, not like this, not-

He devises to stop it. Whatever it is between the two of you. Immediately.

Lovino, who has always been romantic, will up the ante. You suddenly find yourself whisked away on trips abroad more often than you are sat at home. How could you find the time to catch up with his brother when you have a date that night, another trip to pack for? To you, it seems as though you have entered a second honeymoon phase in your relationship. Unbeknownst to you, he’s tirelessly working to separate you. He shall get Veneziano away before he tries to take what is rightfully his for the umpteenth time.

Before your increased contact with Veneziano, your relationship was, by all accounts, normal.

You met Lovino by happenstance, and your romance blossomed at a pace that felt comfortable and right. He was nothing but loving and attentive, if a bit temperamental at times. But after you meet his brother, you notice a palpable shift in his attitude. He snaps at people more and always seems to be in deep thought. But he’s kinder in some ways as well. He’s now always concerned about your safety and likes to know where you’re going beforehand, not after the fact like you used to do. He figured out that you love the gifts he gets you, so you now receive way more of them. He’s more appreciative of everything you do as well. So much so that one day, after a particularly elaborate meal, he suggests you quit your job to take care of the home. To his delight, you eventually agree, but any joy is quickly stamped out when he hears you happily explaining your new living arrangement to his brother.

He can’t stand it really, as his mind sails through countless scenarios, unearthing trauma he thought had been resolved (or safely buried) since the early Renaissance. He doesn't know why his mind takes him in this direction, but then again he doesn't know a lot of things. He doesn't know why efforts to separate the two of you don't work, or why nothing he does ever seems to work. Why is it that he is never enough? Why, after so many attempts and failures, did Grandfather never really seem to grow fond of him?

After yet another night of being forced to confront these long-dormant worries, he decides enough is enough. If you cannot take the hints he has so kindly given you, then he will separate the two of you by force.

Long gone are your days of exploring the city alone. No more impromptu cafe trips, walks around the park, or unsupervised trips to the post office. You are expected to stay at home, and at home you stay.

“Amore mio, it’s too dangerous out there,” he says. “There’s nothing nearby worth seeing, and you know how I feel about you driving.”

And you believe him because why wouldn’t you? He cares for you more than anyone! More than your coworkers, your friends who stopped visiting, or even your family who mysteriously don’t care enough to call anymore…

And just like that, you have been delegated to remain in the domicile. Showering him and only him with your seemingly infinite divine grace for as long as time permits it.

It’s so simple that he regrets not doing it sooner.

As for his ingrate brother, he will do anything to ensure he does not go sniffing anywhere he need not be.

It takes nothing to ruin Veneziano’s reputation. To oust him as an incompetent womanizer. Someone whose words of concern should never be taken seriously.

To Lovino, it is well worth it. He’ll put an end to the madness, he must. Even if it means making you unhappy, or betraying his own blood, or dirtying his hands with sin, or being at the receiving end of your icy gaze for the rest of eternity.

But you aren’t unhappy, are you now? You’re over the moon, and why wouldn’t you be? You are given everything you need and more. Besides, Lovino doesn't like it when you frown.

“Look happy now. You have no reason not to,” he always says.

#hetalia x reader #yandere hetalia #hetalia headcanons #hws romano #hws italy #if you caught any of the references to dante's inferno i love you #but if you caught any of the references to purgatorio...ik what you are...#i’ll be so honest with you #romano is soooooo interesting to me #like he has lived a life marred by such deep trauma #which is to be expected bc of what he is (an eldritch abomination)#but on top of that he grew up fundementally unloved #or at least not as coddled or well-regarded as his peers #and that's done such a number on his psyche you can even see it in canon #he is so full of spite #you can't tell me that he doesn't actively root against feli #i want to watch him snap and really beat his brothers ass i'll be so honest with u #also yeah one might argue referencing an italian poet in a post abt the italy brothers is corny but idc SUE ME #if you like posts like this pls let me know!#requests are open don’t be afraid to send smth in

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ORDINARY MAN — ROMANO x READER

Synopsis: He's alone, but not with you.

Ordinary Man

CW: Stalker Behavior, Obsessive Themes, Allusions to Obsession, Use of Country Names, Reader-Insert.

Word Count: .700

Rome is warm. And the sun shines down, but there’s a subtle breeze that keeps the day chilly enough that Romano shivers a little and crosses his arms over his chest. A thump in his chest is a dull pain, but he ignores it as he stalks down the winding and narrow streets of the city. Cracked sidewalks are like slaps to the soles of his feet, but he doesn’t care. It doesn’t matter.

In the city of cold hearts—

Romano finds himself so absolutely desolate and isolated. He glances left and right. There are no familiar faces, no familiar smiles. No oceanic, bright, and stormy eyes to look upon him like he really did belong. They just walk forward, quiet and brisk, and they don’t offer solace as Romano pauses in his place. The people just split and walk around him like second nature.

That’s okay. Romano might be alone, but it’s better to be alone than to be surrounded by fakes. By people who really don’t care about him or care that he doesn’t move or that doesn’t really see him for the man he really is. He doesn’t want to even try. There’s no olive branch to extend when the compromise is yourself, when the Cassandra Complex is nothing but prophetic and he’s meant to burn. Romano doesn't find the glory in trying to deflect that truth. He’s used to this. No point in trying to be someone that I’m not.

But then there’s you.

His little rites of passage.

You’re the one who smiles that white-hot flame, and it licks at his soul like no other fire ever has, but Romano doesn’t mind because you’re so beautiful and so true and so righteous. You seem like you know the real Romano, the real him, and you don’t skirt around that fact. You face it with a brazen fury and you take him on like you need him, too, and Romano just knows that you’re more than you seem.

And you seem like someone who could appreciate the fact,

He knows that he’s different.

That I’m no ordinary man.

And he may seem like an asshole, a douchebag, and some lazy bum who doesn’t do anything but curse those he cares about and apathetically dismisses him. They’re just rumors, and Romano may be explosive and a wildfire that destroys the mountain side of Italy—but he’s just rough around the edges, like a diamond in the rocky shores of Nice. He would tell you this a million times over, no matter how much a shadow of a doubt stretches and grows and you grimace at him grimly before changing the subject. But you just don’t realize that no one understands. They just see the book for its cover.

Until they’ve fought my fight

They won’t understand the way Romano thinks, acts, or feels. Not a single person. Because it’s that attitude that brings him to your doorstep, weak and weary, and you just don’t realize that he’s doing this for your own good. That he’s no longer alone whenever you’re there and that you make the sun just a little warmer than before. Exactly as I am. You just don’t see it right now.

Though Rome is warm with its temperate breeze, it ends before it starts. He’s found you. Romano knows where you are and where to find you. Always and forever, he can see that smile in his mind as he raises his fist to rap his knuckles against your doorframe.

It rattles. And Romano knows that you can hear him, that you know it’s him. You’re nothing like the vipers of this rusty city. You know where to find him, too. The only rules you follow are your own.

So he knows that you’ll accept him this time. No matter how many times he has to convince you. Over and over, day by day, Rome’s sunlight beats down against his back and shoulders. The door opens. And Romano is ready; because, well,

I’m no ordinary man.

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