#hetalia 1p

and the winner of our poll is.. 🥁🥁🥁 russia!! 🇷🇺

- Nights in Moscow were usually cold and lonely..

- You spend the night at Ivan’s house!

💕⭐️🍾

- Snow patters against the window, a storm so fierce it could wipe even the bravest of soldiers. You stir, in the arms of your loving boyfriend Ivan. “Mmm.. what are you doing, sunflower..?” You peek an eye open at him. “Getting comfy, it’s cold..” He chuckles, slow and deep, as he adjusts his place on the couch to hold you better. “Da, it is quite the snowing of kittens and mutts out there.” You can’t help but grin and tilt your head up at him. “You mean it’s raining cats and dogs?.” He scoffs, rolling his eyes and pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Da, da.. same things, so little, why worry?” You squirm to snuggle deeper into his thick chest. “I’m not worrying! I’m just telling you!!” He laughs again, stroking your hair. “Seems to me like worry, you no want to relax?” You scoff, looking out the window. “I am relaxed!!” He smiles a little menacingly, before speaking again. “Nyet, relaxed means shut lips and snuggle..” You muster a grumble before quieting down and burying your face into his shoulder. “You’ll keep me warm during Siberian winters, Da sunflower?” A stupidly warm smile appears on your face. “Yes I will.”

- He grins before tilting his head. “I’d like to hear that answer when I ask you to marry me, yes?” You blush stuttering before!- “I-I will, stop it!! You’re embarrassing me!” He chuckles, pressing a kiss to your temple. “Embarrassing you in front of who? It is only me..” You sigh, kissing his chubby cheek. “Well.. it’s embarrassing because now I know the surprise..” He glances down, frowning slightly. “I do not like surprises, you are aware of that котёнок.”

- You sigh again, before pressing an attack kiss onto his lips, he lets out a “mmph!” out of shock, before melting into it. You pull away, a string of saliva between you. “H-how’s that for a surprise?” You say panting but smugly. He just grins, pressing a soft kiss on the tip of your nose. “It was nice one. That surprise I like.” You squirm, finally rooting yourself in the perfect comfy position, as you drift off, you hear one last murmur.

- “Я бесконечно люблю тебя..” Not like you know what that means, so you nod sleepily, finally shutting your eyes..

(📌⭐️ : NOTE FROM JESSI - the translations :)

- Я бесконечно люблю тебя / I love you to the moon and back.

- котёнок / Kitten

- Da / Yes

- Nyet / No

- Italy feeds you pasta!! 🍝⭐️ (very short)

- You and your boyfriend Feliciano are hanging out during a thunderstorm 💕

- fluff day & night 🪽

- Rain against windows, comforting silence, and eyelids shut, - til a gentle voice shakes you awake, one peek of an eyelid and- “Ciao, bello.. pasta’s ready.” You sit up, dizzy, as you stretch. “Pasta..?” He smiles, beaming. “Si! It’s a-very good pasta! My grandpa Rome’s recipe!” Groggy and dazed, you stand up, he grabs your hand gently, warm and soft, as he leads you to the kitchen. He sits you down, now sitting in front of a delicious looking pasta. You let out a huff, opening your mouth. As he swirls it around his spoon, lifting it to your mouth. “Say ahh..” You open your mouth, letting him feed you. “Good boy..” He teases, a slight pink dusting across your cheeks. “Do.. do you like it, bello?..” You nod, before letting him feed you the rest of the pasta.

- A soft sigh, as you cuddle on the couch, him slipping beside you gently. “veee..~ so warm.” You snuggle back. “Mm.. feli, thank you for the pasta..” He beams, pressing kisses all over your face. “YAY! GRAZIE!!” You sigh, tolerating him, before stopping him with a firm hug. “Mmph. Feli. Go to sleep..” He freezes, before melting into you. “veeee..~” You sigh, you could get used to this for a while..

- (📌: NOTE FROM JESSI - more hetalia coming soon! ⭐️)

- we love a thick eyebrowed man. (plus something else thick too 👀..)

- You and your boyfriend England are currently in a fight because he was ignoring you for his work.

- Lots of whining, complaining, and caving.

⭐️💕💋

- Arthur is sitting in his office, working on the humongous stack of paperwork left by his boss. Since when did he let this much work stack over his break? As he sighs, taking a slow sip from his cup of black coffee. You stride in, wearing a very nice pastel pink lingerie set. He glances up, breath slightly stuttering, before composing himself and glancing back down to his work. “Arthur…” You tease, walking over behind him, rubbing his shoulders. “Pay attention to me, hmm..?” He huffs frustrated, slapping away your hand. “N-Not now Y/N, I’m busy.” You pull away, confused. “Your busy?? Not even for me??” You pout, turning and giving him a 360. “But- look how cute I am!” He scoffs, pulling another document from the pile. “Maybe later Y/N, but please, bugger off.” No need to tell you twice, you’re already out of his office by then. “Fine!”

- You sit on the couch, pissed off, now wearing Arthur’s T-shirt that says “I ❤️ London” as you scroll on your phone.. Who does he think he is to ignore you? You always make time for him even when you’re busy! Plus, you went through all that effort lingerie shopping to look irresistible, only for him to not even bat an eye! You’re internally complaining to yourself, you hear footsteps from the bedroom. Putting on your best pouty face - you get settled, preparing to play him like a fiddle.

- He walks in, thick eyebrows resting above his eyes, as he stares down at you on the couch. “Love..” He says in that posh British accent you’ve grown to love. You huff, crossing your arms and turning away. “What?” He sighs before striding over, sitting next to you, gently taking your hands in his.. “Sorry about earlier love, you know that work can be quite the pain in the arse.” You sigh, melting underneath his touch, putting aside the bratty facade, letting his hands rub yours. “Well.. I wish it wasn’t!! You’re always so busy!” You whine, groaning and flopping into his shoulder junction, burying your face there as he catches you and rubs your back, kissing at your neck. “Don’t be so whiny babes, you know what that does to me.” Of course you know what it does - makes him cave to your will instantly. You sigh against his neck, whining again. “Mmm.. can’t you take time off workkk..? Spend more with meee…” He lets out a pained groan, as if he’s making the world’s hardest decision. You lean into his ear, your breath ghosting over. “Arthur.. baby, please..” He finally lets out a rough sigh, rolling his eyes. “Fine- fine. I’ll see what I can do.” Your eyes immediately lighten up, as you sit up and kiss his cheek. “Yay!” *mwah* “Thank you Iggy!!” He blushes, his ears turning a faint pink under golden blonde hair. “Yes, yes..” He mutters, rubbing the area you kissed.

(📌 : NOTE FROM JESSI - what the reader was wearing below!! ⭐️)

- and the winner of our poll is.. 🥁🥁🥁 Romano!! So as owed to you guys, here it is!-

- It’s a cold thunder-storming night, you’re in your bed after a long shift at work, from your boss yelling at you, to ignorant customers, overall just building up unwanted stress on yourself. As you sigh and melt into the bed, scrolling on your phone.. you realize you and your boyfriend - Lovino haven’t spoken at all today. You sit up quickly, pulling up your contacts.

“lovi 💕”

YOU : “hi lovi!”

LOVI : “hi.”

YOU : “Is everything okay? I know we haven’t spoken all day.”

You frowned at your phone, he’s usually never this dry.

LOVI : “you haven’t texted me all day idiota! Are you ignoring me???”

You sighed, you knew how his insecurities always got in the way of things.

YOU : “I got wrapped up at work, how can I make it up to you?”

LOVI : “you know what I want, tesero.”

You paused.. a sultry smirk appearing on your face. As you tapped the camera icon and tilted it towards yourself.. you were wearing nothing except a black hoodie and underwear. Pouting at the camera, before snapping and sending it.

A pause, before a reply- “Im coming over there right now.”

You’re nervous, staring down as you shut off your phone, going to quickly fix your hair, whenever you and lovino had sex it was either very pleasant, or very rough. As the minutes tick by, you hear a knock. Swallowing dizzily as you pad over to the door.. opening it, to your very much soaked boyfriend standing there. “Ach, move.” He shoves past you, but not before a quick kiss to the cheek. “Hey lovi..” You smile and close the door, before following behind him. You quickly sneak attack hugging him from behind. “Mmph! Cazzo - Oi! Quit that puttana!”

You grin, feeling his tanned waist and lean frame, before inhaling the scent of slight cologne and Italian food. “Missed you lovi, work was so stressful..” You murmur, finally letting him turn to hug you back.. In his warm embrace, you feel his hands linger.. hungry and needy. “Mm.. well, your stress reliever is here!” He says triumph, almost as if nothing was wrong earlier. Before kissing the side of your neck.. and getting a little more rough, biting and licking.. “Mm.. tell me how much you missed me.” You shiver, melting in his arms.. “I-i thought about your touch..” Your face heats up embarrassed. “a-and the way your breath is always warm down my neck..” He chuckles, deep and vibrating down your neck. “Mm, really? Then why don’t you come and prove it.” He grins, before turning and leading you to your bedroom which he basically owned now. As he shuts the door behind you - he immediately goes to pin you down, breathing heavy and growling. “Mm- ha.. been thinking about this sweet nectar of yours for weeks, starving all cause of whatever your little boss wanted you to do.” You try to respond, but he hushes you up with a finger to your lips. “Ah, ah, ah.. No.. this is my time.. and you, being so good already. Is gonna take your punishment. Like a good girl/boy.”

AFTERMATH/FLUFF 💕⭐️

You and Lovi lay sweaty and tired, you- sprawled across his slightly hairy chest, as he has one hand behind his head and the other resting against your back. You sigh, already molded and fitting perfectly into his body. He looks down at you, scoffing. “It wasn’t that good.. I’m not like.. a god or anything.” You smile, looking up at those hazel eyes you’ve grown to love, or that stubborn curl on the side of his hair. “It wasn’t good.. it was amazing, my lovi knows how to treat me right.” His eyes soften at that, before he leans down, pressing a kiss to your forehead, feather light.. as if a thin layer of warmth was draped over you. “I love you, lovino..”

“Ti amo, Y/N.”

(📌 : NOTE FROM JESSI - Thanks for reading!! Hopefully this one doesn’t flop, Reqs are open!⭐️)

guess who’s back after a TWO MONTH break!! (happy pride month to all, including lil ol’ bisexual me!!)

- You and Ludwig have been dating for a while, you got used to his cold and strict demeanor.

- He still gets jealous sometimes 👀..

⭐️💕🇩🇪

- You and Ludwig enter the fancy restaurant, your long black fitting dress making your curves defined and lavish. He’s wearing a long sleeved black button up, as well as black pants.

- “Did we have to come here?” Ludwig asks tired and blatant. “Yes! Look at this place!” You say excitedly, looking around. “Look! There’s our table!” You grab his veiny and calloused hand gently leading him to a booth, as you sit down across each other looking into his piercing blue orbs. He starts off, “What are you going to order?” You scoff, does he think you can’t order for yourself? “I can order when the waiter comes over.” His eyebrows furrow, the muscle above the brow peeking out. “I am going to order for you. Am I not?” You click your teeth, annoyed. “No, I’m going to do it myself. Why?” He growls slightly, leaning in from across the table. “Because all the waiters here are men, and I don’t want them looking at you.” You grin, whenever he gets jealous it always ends with extra attention at home. “Who says they’re gonna look at me? You don’t own me.”

- Right before he can reply, one of the waiters comes over. Perfect target. His strong bicep with a snake tattoo on it, as he holds his notepad. “What may I get for you tonight?” Your lips go up in a seductive smirk. “Well.. I think I’ll have the seared chicken. What do you recommend hmm?” You ask sweetly, batting your eyes. He blushes, feeling the back of his neck. “Well, I mean.. the steak is very good.. it’s juicy, and.. tender.” You tilt your head, putting on that innocent act. “Tender you say?.. that sounds so..”- Ludwig snaps. “You can go. She’ll have the seared chicken and I’ll have the steak.” Glaring deeply into the waiters eyes, as the waiter stands up straight. “Ah- uh, okay. Be out right away.” As he turns heading back to the kitchen, Ludwig snaps his head back to you. “Bathroom. Now.” You shiver. “W-whatever you say lud..”

- You go to the bathroom, as he follows.

- SMUT + FLUFF SCENE 💋⭐️

Ludwig grabs your hair roughly, baring your neck as he bites down, you let out a whimper. As he growls; “Stay quiet. You wanted this didn’t you? Flirting with that guy.” You groan.. “lud.. mm.. I’m sorry.. yours.” He bites again, marking your whole neck with love bites, his tongue brutally darting at the already forming areas. “Lud.. mmm.. I said I was sorry.. they’ll be out with our food by now..” He grips your waist.. feeling the plush curves. “Mien liebe, promise to never do that again.. okay?” He asks sweetly and gently, as you nod.. “I-I won’t.. ‘m sorry for acting up..” As you say that, he caves.. letting you go, fixing you up. “Okay, let’s go back to our table, schatz..” You stand up, a little wobbly on your heels as he stabilizes you, pressing one last kiss to your neck. “Ich liebe dich Y/N..” You smile.. tired, but still there. “I love you too.”