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Dark!Italy x Reader (Part 4)DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN YOU OR HETALIA.

WARNING: Some violence/gore and one bad cuss word

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"Bella, why don't you eat?"

You looked down at your plate, completely dazed by all the events that had happened in the past 24 hours or so. You blinked your eyes slowly.

"Answer me, or shall I torture you?"

"I don't feel good, Feliciano. I'm sorry."

"Eat. You need food. Or shall I punish you?"

You picked up your fork and forced yourself to eat the pasta laid in front of you. It should've been delicious. But in the situation you were in, nothing was working correctly. Even your taste buds.

"Did you really think that I put poison in your food?

Dark!Italy x Reader (Part 2)I DON'T OWN YOU OR HETALIA

Warning: Some violence

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Your eyesight was still weary and everything blurred. Trying to move, you realized you were strapped to the cold, marble wall.

"Already awake, bella?"

An alto voice snickered. It was Feliciano. He was sitting in a fancy chair, one leg crossed over the other, elbow on knee, head on palm. You shifted your eyes to see a small, sharp knife in his hand. A drop of sweat slid down the side of your head. His eyes. They were still glowing with that blood-thirsty maroon.

"What are you going to do?"

"Let's play a game, ________."

The Italian said, ignoring you. He slyly took out a deck of car

Dark!Italy x Reader (Part 3)I don't own you or Hetalia. ಠ_ಠ

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It was unbelievable how you were still alive after all the cuts the Italian gave you. It was surprising to see that you hadn't run out of tears.

"Eight of clovers, and..."

Feliciano said, grinning while he took a card from his pile.

"Nine of diamonds. I win!"

He picked up his knife and placed it on your cheek. You couldn't feel it at all. Your skin went completely numb after all of the cuts he gave you. Then he kissed you, trying to push his tongue into your mouth, and you let him. You let him because there would be no other way to stop the Italian from getting what he wants. Your eyes flu

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"Ciao, ________!"

Your chestnut-haired friend, an Italian, had hugged you tight and gave you a kiss on each of your cheeks. Giggling, you had hugged him back. Feliciano invited you to his mansion in the warm country of Italy. Your driver who drove you to the mansion had smiled at your friend and helped carry your luggage.

"Your mansion is so beautiful! Oh, I can't believe I'm going to be able to stay here for one whole week with you!"

You exclaimed, and the sweet Italian smiled and hopped up and down, excited as well. The pasta-loving man had always been your friend and kept you great company—warm and

2P ItalyxReader2P ItalyxReader

Insomnia
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You felt a hand trail gently down your back. Rubbing your eyes, you groggily shifted in bed.

"Go to sleep Feli." You muttered, pulling the blankets up to your chin. The person behind you sighed, his warm breath tickling your skin.

You had just drifted off the sleep when a flurry of movements snapped you out of your stupor. You husband was walking across the bedroom towards the bathroom door.

"Jesus Christ." You grumbled, pulling your pillow over your head.

It was just your luck to marry an insomniac. Seeing as you had the same problem, you were constantly waking

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Italy stood beside the window overlooking his garden. The day was bright and cheerful. Flowers bloomed and birds sang in the trees. Puffy white clouds dotted the sky. Everything was bright and green and full of light.
Italy threw the curtain back in disgust, casting the room into darkness once again. Light and peace, that was the moral of so many that he had destroyed. He had bathed that moral countless times in blood. Darkness and Chaos, Blood and Evil. Those were his morals. He had never hesitated to hurt anyone who disobeyed him.
So why did he stop when you flinched away from him? He was perfectly used to it by now. He shouldn't even be surprised that you were terrified of him. Yet for a split second before his hand reach out, he felt something strange. It wasn't anger or frustration. It was a type of sadness.
Remorse.
Italy gripped his hair in frustration. Remorse?! Guilt?!? Why should he, of all people, experience such emotions? He was a prince of darkness, bathed

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Italy.
That was the name he went by. No one knew his real name, save a few who could no longer speak, or breath for that matter. Under that name, he and his companions had terrorized the people of your small country for months, years even. You could no longer remember the first time he made himself known in your country. Ever since then, he had forbade anyone from entering or exiting the country. At first, a few tried to defy him. They were never seen, or heard from again.
You were a mere child when he first invaded your peaceful country, unable to understand the true implications of what happened. But as the years passed and you grew, you began to understand that life had not always been this way, with people scrounging for food and getting into deadly fights over a day's worth of rations.
Your mother and Father had died several years ago, after a particularly nasty incident when 'Italy' became enraged over a small rebellion in one of the cit

My Songbird 2P!Italy x Captive!Reader (2)"Listen..." Your mother told you.

You were both seated in the shadow of a huge towering tree. You watched as your mother sang a high, clear note that rose high into the branches of the trees.

Above you, birds chirped and sang the note to each other, until you could hear it in the highest branches of the tree.

"Try" Your mother told you.

Your brow furrowed with concentration. You took a deep breath and let out a note a little higher than your mothers. But halfway through the note you heard your voice crack.

This time, instead of mimicking the note, birds chirped and tweeted a series of broken notes to each other, making it almost seem like they were laughing.

You frowned and rubbed at your eyes. A gentle hand reached out and turned your face upwards.

"Keep trying, and perhaps someday, you will sing even better than the birds."

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You wo

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Encounter number 5?

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"GODDAMMIT LOVINO, WHY DO YOU NEVER FINISH YOUR HOMEWORK?!" you shout.

"IT'S NOT MY FAULT THAT MY IDIOT FRATELLO KEPT ME UP UNTIL MIDNIGHT!" Lovino shouted back.

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"N-Not

2P!Italy x Reader - Belle of the Bloody Ball Ch.4

Warning: 2P!Hetalia, so expect blood and creepy talk.

You were a trade for mastermind Luciano Vargas. An evil man with odd colored eyes and a switchblade hobby for young women. When the law put him out of business with his partners in crime, he had no choice to yield to it or face prison. Since everyone is scared of him, no one dares to kill him. His new hobby of making a "contract", where he keeps a person for a week to be his servant, comes to you when you trade yourself for your little sister's place at Luciano's mansion. But Luciano feels something he never felt before. You are not just one of the girls that he's taken as a servant or

2P!Italy x Reader - Belle of the Bloody Ball Ch.18Warning: 2P!Hetalia, so expect blood and creepy talk.

You were a trade for mastermind Luciano Vargas. An evil man with odd colored eyes and a switchblade hobby for young women. When the law put him out of business with his partners in crime, he had no choice to yield to it or face prison. Since everyone is scared of him, no one dares to kill him. His new hobby of making a "contract", where he keeps a person for a week to be his servant, comes to you when you trade yourself for your little sister's place at Luciano's mansion. But Luciano feels something he never felt before. You are not just one of the girls that he's taken as a servant or

2P!Italy x Reader - Belle of the Bloody Ball Ch.19 When you got back to the mansion, it was already sunset. You dragged the items from your shopping back inside. Luciano was sitting on the stairs, his black dress shirt was tied around his waist, leaving him in a black undershirt. He was drinking some cold water and a little bit of sweat was on his brow, hinting at the possibility of him working hard at something.
Crap.
The guy had some muscle on him. Not too many, like Luzifer but he slight bulge in his upper arm. Luciano waved Chiku and Luzifer to go get the stuff from the car and met you at the base of the stairs.
"Why don't you go bathe for a bit?" Luciano said. "Relax fo

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by ~CandyAppleKiss, Oct 28, 2012, 3:15:34 PM
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The Italian quickly pushed you down onto the floor and stared at you with his cold, flaming eyes. You regretted watching what you had seen, since Feliciano seemed furious about that. He took your wrist and pressed them onto the floor with your body. You tried turning your head so you wouldn't meet his gaze, but his eyes wouldn't let you. You felt like it pulled you into him, closer and closer…

"F-feliciano…?"

You stammered, trying to stop trembling. Feliciano leaned closer towards you, breathing hot breaths on your neck. You shivered, and he swiftly shifted to your left chest and leaned against it.

"Does your heart always beat this fast?"

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"Nowhere. But can you please tell me who you are?"

"Do you really want to know?"

You nod, and Feliciano pulled you in closer. You didn't flinch. Then he whispered in your ears something you didn't expect.

"I am Feliciano's alter-ego. Feliciano Vargas' true feelings."

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~PurpleBird13 May 14, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

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