PastaLoverHetalia

~Previously~ All throughout the process of making these delicious treats the two spoke consistently. (Name) spoke of how she found the 2ps and the ideas everyone shared about them. She spoke of her family, the ones she left behind, and how she didn't regret it. (Name) loved her family but this was something she had to do; not for anyone but herself. Flour flew in the air along with assorted sprinkles, ending up dirtying the two. Oliver was saved by his striped frilly apron, however (Name) had nothing to protect her; she really feared Flavio's wrath now. The scent of (favorite flavor) filled the air along with the sugary sweet frostings. T

~Previously~ All throughout the process of making these delicious treats the two spoke consistently. (Name) spoke of how she found the 2ps and the ideas everyone shared about them. She spoke of her family, the ones she left behind, and how she didn't regret it. (Name) loved her family but this was something she had to do; not for anyone but herself. Flour flew in the air along with assorted sprinkles, ending up dirtying the two. Oliver was saved by his striped frilly apron, however (Name) had nothing to protect her; she really feared Flavio's wrath now. The scent of (favorite flavor) filled the air along with the sugary sweet frostings. T

Monday. It was Monday morning. Hooray. Not really. You stepped into the class room, looking around as you did so. Everyone was talking, as they did every morning. Antonio, Francis, and Gilbert were talking to a certain Italian. You decided to join them. Making your way over to the group, you made sure to stay out of Lovino's line of sight. A few moments later and you were behind the feisty Italian. Antonio laughed, probably because he saw you. When you were sure Lovino didn't know you were behind him, your arms made their way around him, your mouth made it's way to his cheek. "Hola, Lovi~!" You mimicked Antonio, speaking as if you were Sp

And I'm Home 2 Germany x Reader Chapter 2: Singing, And Laughing, And Weird Accents. So I managed to capture Italy and (Country Name). But all that I'm hearing from Italy is the singing, and laughing, and the weird accents. While all I'm hearing from (Country Name) is...silence. I don't understand it. Why won't they escape? At least (Country Name) is glaring at me with contempt, unlike him. "Aren't you going to escape?" I ask. Italy smiles and shakes his head. "Why? I get fed and nobody picks on me! I like it here!" He replies. I sigh heavily before turning to (Country Name). "And what about you?" (Country Name) goes to stand by Italy.

You were slowly walking around the streets of a Grecian village, looking at the relaxed scenery with your close friend Heracles. The thing is, you've liked the sleepy greek for so long, but you were too afraid to ask him out, by fear of rejection. Luckily you were good at hiding your feelings, only blushing if he ever got intimate with you, which, considering he mostly slept the day or was doing some excavations was never. Plus, the times you would hang out with him never showed a good opportunity for you to confess, since he was either sleeping or some cats came by because he somehow had pheromones that attracted felines. Because of all thos

{Jealous!Germany X Reader} - The sound of high pitched clanging reverberated throughout the homely apartment, with pots and pans being tossed and beaten back and forth in what sounded like a mad collision. Inside the designated kitchen area, a blonde and a (hair color) were scrambling to put together a cake for a certain albino’s birthday. “How could you forget your own brother’s birthday?” you cried incredulously as you whisked the eggs frantically, sweat forming on your brow. The blocky blonde stationed at the counter to your right groaned loudly as he beat the sugar and butter with a spoon, instead of using the mi

Reader x Chibi!England – A Bond Unbroken “Vell (Name)?  Vhat do jou vant to do?” You give Germany a weary look before your eyes scan the room.  You lock eyes with everyone, including England, Germany, and the rest.  Maybe you should just let them pick who you would be staying with.  They knew more about each other than you technically did right?  After all you only saw how they acted in the anime, not in their real lives. Rustling could be heard from England as you saw him digging through his pockets, but you paid no mind to it.  You did however notice the look Norway was giving England.  The normally stoic man had a look

Hetalia x reader America's pool party Canada ending "Oh Matthew" You were srprised seeing the canadian who were usually pretty shy around you laying down next to you. "I don't want you to sleep here all alone, Kuma is here too" Matthew smiled putting the little polar bear down and lied down near your feet. "Thank you Mattew you're so sweet" You smiled making him blush Both of you lied there not saying a word, the heavy storm outside kept both of you awake. Without thinking you scooped closer to Matthew. You have had a crush for him for a while now, maybe this was the right time to confess? "Um, Mattew?" "Hm?" "There's something I'd lik

"Alfred? I thought you were going to sleep downstairs?" You asked surprised seeing the american lie down next to you. "A hero cannot let a young maiden sleep alone" He winked "Thank you" You smiled blushing. You guys lied there both looking up at the ceiling. "Alfie are you awake?" You asked "Yeah" "I see" "Did you enjoy the party?" Alfred asked "Of course I did! You always make great parties" You said "Thanks...I'm glad" He sighed scooting closer to you which you didn't mind. "(Name)?" He said "Yes?" you replied curious "I....I like you....a lot." You could hear he was nervous "I like you too" You turned a little towards him. "

“Are you alright?” An unfamiliar voice asked. Startled by the new voice you quickly turn around to see where the source of it was. In the lake with you was a tan man with shimmering emerald eyes that shone brightly with the moon and chocolaty brown hair. He was honestly a breath-taking person. Wait, get back on track! “Chica…?” The man questioned after not receiving a response. Oh man, he was Spanish too. He started to move closer. That's when you saw it. A tail. A gleamy, scaly, golden fish tail. Seeing the shock in your eyes before it even hit your mind, The fish-man thing swam quickly to you and hastily co