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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 (FINAL)DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN YOU OR HETALIA.

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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 leane

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

Dark!Italy x Reader (Part 1)I don't own you or HETALIA

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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

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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

My Songbird: 2P!Italy x Captive!Reader (3)ITALY POV
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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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

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2P!Italy x Reader - Belle of the Bloody Ball Ch.7 "Luzifer?" You asked.
Luzifer turned to you from where he was sitting in yet another parlor of the huge mansion (you swept out probably about three that day, plus the living room).
"Yes?"
"Do you know where the gate oil is?" You asked.
"Why do you need oil?" Luzifer said.
"Because I need to oil the gate." You said. "I was out there weeding and I noticed that the breeze was making the gate creak really loudly."
"Luciano doesn't want you near the gate." Luzifer said. "He doesn't want you to get out."
You gave a soft, girly laugh. "Are you kidding? I can't even move that gate! Why would I escape? And, with m

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Notes:
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Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or You*
[1]- She belongs to me, so get your hands off of her, brother
[2]-I don't see your name written anywhere
[3]-It can be arranged, nosy bastard.
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"Romano? Who's that?" you can't help but ask, your eyes looking over to see the person of their obvious discomfort. He had tanned skin, red glasses, a deep red jacket over a black shirt, black slacks, a bleach blonde hair with a curl on the left side, and a large scar over his nose and left cheek. The curl looked somewhat similar to Italy's only his odd curl was on the right side.

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Even though it was summer, the night had a chilling air to it. You hated those nights. You were wearing shorts and a tank top for the day, now you were borrowing Alfred's

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Dark!Italy x Reader (Part 4)

by *CandyAppleKiss, Oct 11, 2012, 5:39:45 PM
Literature / Prose / Fiction / Romance / Teen / Introductions & Chapters

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?"

"I would never dare let that thought cross my mind."

You looked down at your maid-outfit and clenched your jaws, feeling some sort of rage boil within you, but kept it in, knowing that you shouldn't dare go against your master's orders. After eating, he sent you to your room. You ran through the halls and skipped steps on the staircase to get to your room. After slamming the door closed, you flopped onto your bed and buried your face into the pillow. You cried. Several minutes later, the door clicked open, and you saw… Lovino? He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the door. Through the open door, light gathered and lit your dark room.

"You know, fratello is worried."

"Oh really?"

You said with a cold tone in your voice, and shot him a glare as you showed him several of your cuts and bruises all over you. He sighed and shook his head.

"You call thisworried?"

He left right after you said those words, and left you all alone in the room and you bit your bottom lip in rage. Your body felt tired, and you quickly changed into your nightgown and slept.

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"________, sweetheart, wake up."

Before flicking your eyes open, you felt that same, cold knife slide down your cheek. And when you opened your eyes in freight, you saw Feliciano on top of you with a knife in hand. Your instinct made you run away. Quickly sliding under Feliciano's body, you opened the door and ran through the halls. But you kept stumbling, and Feliciano quickly followed right behind you. But he was walking quickly, rather than running. Then, making your worst mistake, you opened a door and tried to lock yourself in that room. But as soon as you locked the door, you smelled a horrible stench.

That stench was almost as if it came straight from hell. Like the mixture of the worst urine and old vomit. You immediately put your hand over your and nose, and searched for the light switch.

Corpses. Blood. And several things that you have identified as organs. You thought you were going to faint. You had never seen something so horrible. Bones were scattered around the floor, and crimson blood had splattered all over the white walls. There was a click behind you. Before you could turn around, a knife was against your throat.

"Bella, dear, I thought we promised to not go through each other's personal belongings."

The Italian whispered into your ear, and you had thought you were going to faint again. From the sight, the smell, his voice. It was all far too horrifying. Did Feliciano kill all these people…?

"Ever since you rejected me, all I have been desiring for is blood, as well as you."

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"W-where are you taking me?"

"Punishment, of course."

He grabbed your head and slammed it on the wall of a room that you think was his. He then swiftly grabbed both your wrists and put them against the wall. The Italian forced his kiss on your lips that trembled as he put his leg between yours. He let go of you and your lips, and you slid down the wall, panting for breath. This time, he kissed you with his tongue slipping into your mouth. He then gently bit you bottom lip and started to kiss you sweetly. Soon, you fell asleep again, and you wondered why he didn't slice you up into pieces again.

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You woke up from the sound of someone calling your name.

"________... ________, what happened? Are you alright?"

It was Feliciano, shaking you awake as you fluttered your eyes open. W-why is he asking that? Why is he crying? You mind twirled as you opened your eyes fully. Then you heard him scream. A hand had shot out through a mirror, grasping Feliciano's neck and strangling him.

"You asshole… I thought I had locked you away in that abyss for good! Go back to where you belong!"

It was Feliciano. Two Felicianos, one chocking the other to death. You gasped and tried to let go of the grip, but it was no use.

"You stay out of this bella, you are mine!"

Then the crying Feliciano stumbled to his side and turned into ash. The cold-eyed Feliciano glared at the pile of ash and stepped out of the mirror. What was going on?

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