#francetto

Alright challenge accepted, I tend to go overboard with shit tall time so I'll try to do 3 sentences for each, max. 5 if it's completely impossible otherwise. Get ready for some smooches and prepare for me to probably completely butcher your OC ships 😘

edit after I was finished: sorry this took a little longer but I really wanted to try all of them and had so much fun with these!! thank you bea, love you 💖

Sufin - Weak, sweaty kisses because it’s unbearably hot.

""'s too hot," Sweden panted when Finland oh so graciously pulled away from a kiss that was merely a brush of lips to let him breath. Moving off his lap was out of question though, even if it was getting close to 120°C in the sauna. Judging from the sticky feeling of sweat and humidity they might as well start melting into one soon, Sweden thought. "It's cosy," Finland stated and pressed his lips to Sweden's once more.

Rusame - A hello/good-bye kiss that is given without thinking - where neither person thinks twice about it.

America took another hasty look at his watch while shoving documents, pens, and candy bar wrappers from his desk right into his briefcase, then patted down all his pockets while scanning the room quickly. "Fuck!" he exclaimed when he turned around to find Russia standing right behind, but what he held in his hand put the signature smile back on America's face - his phone! "Thanks, dude!" He took device and pulled Russia into a quick kiss and was softly reciprocated. "See ya tomorrow!" It was only minutes after, when America was on his way and Russia back at his desk, that they realised that this hadn't been their usual goodbye.

RVP - Teasing kisses where one person blows air into the other’s mouth and runs away.

James yelped when Matthew suddenly threw his arms around him, catching him mid-race to the other end of the part where they had decided to hang out for their definitely-not-a-date and taking the last that was left of his breath away with a kiss. The sun was still high, causing Matthew's golden hair and bright eyes to sparkle. James pecked his lips again, lingering a little longer for this one. "Oh? I thought this wasn't a date," Matthew teased but leaned in closer again. "It isn't," James stated, but was about to meet him halfway for the first kiss that would count - if not for Matthew to blow at his lips and run off again. James smiled to himself, seems like he lost the race but was about to win something else.

MintChoc - An awkward kiss given after a first date.

'Is this the moment where I should kiss him?' Allen thought to himself, well aware of the uncomfortable, nightly silence surrounding him and Arthur and the park bench the have settled down on as their very first real date came to an end. 'I'll kiss him' he decided and scooted a closer, leaned in a little and- 'Oh heavens, he's going to kiss me!' Arthur's mind screamed as his heartbeat quickened with every millimitre that Allen's lips came closer to his. He let his eyes fall closed, decided to meet him halfway and- "Ouch!" they both exclaimed at the same time when their foreheads collided in a painful hit, followed by laughter and their real first kiss.

AusHun - One person stopping a kiss to ask “Do you want to do this?”, only to have the other person answer with a deeper, more passionate kiss.

It had started as a simple squeezing of their hands, fingers playing with eachother, a futive kiss on Austria's cheek, a hand reluctantly wandering to rest on Hungary's thigh. By now it was slow kisses exchanged in the dim back of their private loge during the new year's concert, the upper buttons of Austria's dress shirt undone and Hungary's skirt slipped upwards further enough to reveal her underwear. She was working on the next button in row on Austria's shirt while never letting his lips go farther from hers to do more than take a breath. Only when his chest was bare she pulled away far enough to speak. "Do you want to do this?," she asked, one hand running up the inside of his thigh. The answer came in form of Austria cradling her cheeks, immediately pulling her into a kiss that caused her to make a noise she hoped the other guests wouldn't hear.

GerIta - Distracting kisses from someone that are meant to stop the other person from finishing their work, and give them kisses instead.

"Ger - ma - nyyyy..." Italy whined, Germany's name interrupted by kisses being pressed to his jaw, his cheek, then the thip os his nose. With a heavy sigh he put the cap back on his pen to prevent it from drying out like his motivation and put it aside together with his last bit of self-discipline. "Ja ja, schon gut.." He pushed himself in the desk chair away to get up, but Italy was sitting in his lap immediately, peppering his face in kisses. "Finally! You really - work - too much - Ger - ma - ny!" Maybe Italy was right. A break suddenly didn't sound so bad.

TurGre - An unexpected kiss that shocks the one receiving it.

Sadik pushed Herakles against the wall, rage had tinted his cheeks red and he yelled once again "Why?!" before staring at the ground while trying to get back his breath and composure. Then he looked up at Herakles and their eyes met - and suddenly their lips too. Herakles couldn't do anything, but let it happen. It didn't feel bad, no, it was fine, good even, only it had happened at the time he had expected it the least.

Dennor - A kiss that is leading to more, but is interrupted by a third party.

Denmark couldn't believe his luck when Norway kissed him again and again and again until all the knew was the others lips and hands on him. What were the odds of getting up in the middle of the night to find his insomniac boyfriend in the kitchen as the 2am snack he craved? He sure wasn't doing to do the math now. Or later. Instead he pushed Norway against the table to sit him down there. Standing in front of him and being trapped by Norway's legs around his it would be so easy for Denmark to just pull up his shirt and- "Really? In front of my cereal? Again?" Denmark broke the kiss just in time to see Iceland stomp off while covering his eyes.

SicIre - A gentle kiss that quickly descends into passion, with little regard for what’s going on around them.

"Harry!" Michele protested weakly when his boyfriend suddenly cupped his face, and pulled him into a kiss. It wasn't that he minded being kissed, by god he didn't, but it was a surprising move considering they were in the car waiting for the light to go green. Harry didn't care for the car honking behind them. He wasn't sure what had prompted him to take Michele's breath away with a fierce kiss. Maybe it was his beautifully relaxed expression while driving, maybe it was the orange reflection of the sunset sparkling in his eyes, maybe it was the warmth that radiated from his mere presence at any given moment - whatever it was, it was more important to Harry than the impatient honking.

Gabio - Kisses exchanged as they move around, hitting the edges of tables or nearly tripping over things on the floor before making it to the sofa, or bed.

"Ou-!" "Shhh!" Gabriella was quick to steal the sound of discomfort from Fabio's lips while he rubbed his thigh where the edge of the desk had just been rammed into it. They both knew it would be more than awful for their bosses to find out about their relationship like this - catching them tripping over and bumping into the antique Italian furniture in Gabriella's office. Fabio sighed softly, the pain of the sharp edge already forgotten at the sweet distraction that Gabriella's kisses offered him. Getting caught by either of their bosses was a risk he was willing to take if this was the reward.

Francetto - Whispering “I love you” before a chaste, delicate kiss.

Franceso smiled softly, genuinely, at how a sleeping Dolcetto's chest rose and sunk, over and over with every breath. It had been an insanely long week that had finally come to an end. Even if things hadn't went as planned, at least they had this moment - well, Francesco had it. He descended slowly as to not wake Dolcetto from his well deserved slumber and whispered the three words that were still easier to say when there was no chance for a snarky reply - "I love you" - before leaning in further to plant a feather-light kiss on Dolcetto's lips.

Railey - A lingering kiss before a long trip apart.

And how could I deny you!

Here's some fun bonus information, a panel taken from this comic by @cinalilli with Francesco smack dab in the middle of Team Italy. Shows his height relations to the rest quite well #shortking.

OC Emoji Questions

🌙 MOON - what is your oc's greatest wish? how far are they willing to go for it?

His greatest wish is too see as much of the world as possible and meet the most interesting people on this earth - which are most people to him - and see all the extremes this human world has to offer. And he's willing to go far for it. Lie and steal to make it possible, break into areas no one is supposed to be, e.g. climbing on top of the Collosseum at night. Toy with other people's life to see how they react under pressure, with only so much regard of how much harm it causes. You have to break geodes to see the pretty insides, after all.

You know me soooo well. You know that I was looking at that list and twirled my hair, thinking about 1 for Franciiii.

Weirdly Specific but Helpful Character Building Questions

1.What’s the lie your character says most often?

"I told you everything I know." After years, even Gabriella and the Vargas are half-buying that one, deep down. Fabio rarely does - Dolcetto only does when he thinks he can be sure he mined everything out of the man he loves. (Before they dated, he either did believe it, because other things to worry about or he didn't buy shit that Franci was selling. No in between, really).

OR

"You know me." Do we, Francesco? Do we know you? Do you know yourself? I know this isn't so much even a lie as it is a very empty, very useful phrase that's used to either reassure or unsettle, depending on the context. Mostly to hide his canines from friend and foe alike.