ItalysAxis

"Ha! I've got it!" you laughed as you held up the case to a DVD. Karkat reached for the item in your hands as you barely jumped out of his grip. "We're never gonna watch it again!" The movie in your hands was some crappy troll romcom- one that you've had to watch many a lame movie night. "Hey, you little shit, GIVE IT BACK," shouted the hotheaded troll as he reached once more for the case. You giggled until you tripped over something on the ground of Karkat's messy living room and fell. A fierce pain suddenly heated up your left leg. His trusty sickle was lying on the floor, and you had grazed your leg with its tip as you had fallen. Had yo

"Alright now, we have a few important guests tonight so no screwing up! Especially you ragazza!" Chef Lovino yelled, glaring his green eyes at you, coldly. You flinched and stepped back as you glanced at his freezing eyes, Chef Lovino can be really harsh when it comes to importance of meals and guests. "WHERE'S THAT IDIOT FRATELLO?!" Lovino shouted throughout the whole kitchen, Antonio or Toni as you liked to call him, went to calm him down. "Lovi, calm down.. Feli might be having his afternoon siesta!" Toni cheered. Lovi twitched at the word 'siesta', then slowly breathed in.."HOW COULD THAT IDIOTA FRATELLO BE TAKING A FUCKING SIESTA RIG

Buzz buzz buzz Ugh… Buzz buzz buzz buzz Shut up. Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz- smack! Finally… Fuck. I can't believe this. Not again! I throw the covers off of myself and look down; oh yeah, I went to bed with my pants on last night. It's a good thing I did, but my legs are still sticky and covered with… goddamn it. What the hell was I- my face burns red when I remember the dream I had last night. That bastard, get out of my fucking head! Buzz buzz buzz buzz Aw, shut up. I slam my hand down onto the snooze button as my first instinct. I look at the time. Fuck. I jump out of bed and pull my clothes off and spring i

There was nothing wrong with him. At least, his grandfather always said so. His beloved fratello would have a million things to say otherwise, but that was just him to randomly throw insults and hide his love for that person. If he asked Japan, he would just turn away and politely offer to make some rice balls, so innocent Feli took that as a no. So if there was really nothing wrong with him, why did he keep worrying about what Germany would think of him? With every trip and slip, Italy would find himself blushing furiously each time Germany came over to help him up. Every time he made pasta, he'd quadruple check that it was absolutely perfe

Ludwig always found him to be attractive. Everything about Feliciano (except, of course, his complete incompetence as a soldier) appealed to Ludwig in some way. But Feliciano loved someone else. Ludwig wished he would remember the childhood they'd shared, as the Holy Roman Empire and Italy. Ludwig remembered it with perfect clarity, but he was sure Feliciano had forgotten his love for the Holy Roman Empire long ago. He sighed. He knew he, a stoic German man, could never have a chance with the joyful Italian. He walked to his bedroom, slightly drunk after a few beers with Gilbert. He was about to start undressing to put on his pajamas when

You're trying to make me suffer by making me miss you, aren't you? I have a pretty good idea of what goes on in your head. Let's get rid of all these speculations, and kiss in the worst way possible. You smile as he hugs you and step through his front door after a nice afternoon of pasta and red wine."I had fun Feli."You laugh and exit the house."Let's hang out again!"You shout and walk down the steps and across the sidewalk toward your house and away from his apartment flat.He stands there watching you leave,a frown on his face.He honestly didn't mind if you stayed over the night.He honestly didn't mind if you hugged him when you greeted

(Name) tightened her apron more and grabbed her tray she went out of the kitchen and into the diner. She asked people if they were alright needed any more water and things like that. A boy about her aged called her over. He was sitting with two other boys and they didn’t have any food. She assumed that they were ready to order. “Hello Sirs how may I help you?” She asked with a smile and a timid voice. (Name) was a bit shy but she still worked in a fifty’s style diner, it was good money and she knew the owner. She had friends here and she loved her work, the only problems were people like this. The boy who called he

You closed the bathroom door behind you with a sigh. Your whole body ached from the high amounts of stress you had endured during the long week, and you couldn’t be happier it was Friday. You turned on the bath taps, watching the hot water spurt out. You could already imagine lying in the bath, the swirling water soothing your sore limbs. You smiled at the thought and began to discard your clothing, tossing them to the floor as the bath began to fill with clear water. As you slid off your last sock and threw it to the floor, you couldn’t help but notice a large bottle of bubble bath sitting on the shelf. It had an Italian flag o

"Okay, _____, vee~" Feliciano whispered as he helped you lay down on his big bed. "Thanks..." you grumbled, hating that you were so ginormous that everyone had to help you with the simplest of tasks. You put your hands on either side of your nine month old baby bump while Feli put a pillow between your thighs. He then climbed onto the bed beside you and kissed your belly. The unborn child kicked in response. You smiled warmly and rubbed the spot where it kicked. The Italian lifted up your shirt and continued kissing your stomach. "Any day now, right? Vee~" he questioned. You nodded. "Yeah, really soon..." He smiled excitedly and pressed h