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This is a post for anyone that is interested in Hetalia (even though it’s kinda super old by this point, Hetalia never really dies) and wants to read about a fantasy kingdom where a yandere king italy is infatuated with you. I made this story user friendly so regardless of if you identify as cisgender, transgender, agender, gay, bi or pansexual you can read this story! Hope you enjoy it

Italy: He smiles as his eyes scanned his s/o, blushing lightly as he saw the thigh-highs on her legs. “Bella…you look so cute!” His s/o blushed, “You don’t think they look bad…? My thighs are kinda chubby…” Italy shook his head and wrapped his arms around her waist. “That’s what I like about you. I love your thick thighs…” he lightly brushed his hand against her thigh. She shivered and blushed. “Really?” He smiled and nodded. “Of course, bella.“ 

Romano: “Lovi, dear? Could you come take a look at what I’m wearing for a second?” Romano heard his s/o ask from their room. He sighed and put down his paperwork, getting up and going to see what all the fuss was about. “Ragazza, this better be important! You know I’m busy filling out paperwork-” he stopped mid-sentence as his eyes finally landed on his s/o wearing thigh-high socks. He bit his lip as he scanned her legs, seeing how beautifully fit and tight they were on her legs, perfectly shaping them. “Dammit, s/o…You look…so good…” he exhaled, extremely turned on. He then lifted them up and threw them to the bed. S/O blushed and looked up at him. “D-Don’t you have paperwork?” They stuttered. Romano growled playfully, “That can wait.“ 

Prussia: “S-So…W-What do you think?” Prussia heard his s/o ask. He turned around to see what to see what she had been bugging him about for the past hour, and when he scanned her, he saw the newly placed thigh-highs on her legs. The thigh-highs shaped her legs so tightly and beautifully, that he couldn’t take his eyes off of her. “Frau…you look goregous…but…” he proceeded to pin her to the wall, “Wear these only for me…" 

Germany: A tomato could rival Germany’s face as he blushed tremendously. His s/o blushed lightly as she wore the thigh-highs. “Do you like them?” She asked as he scanned her. He gulped nodded. “Ja. I do…” He picked her up and laid her down on the bed. “Your thighs look so good in these, my love…” he whispered as he caressed her legs. She blushed and looked up at him. “You think so…?” He nodded and smiled, leaning in and kissing her forehead. 

Italy and Pasta Maker

by Me

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You are a tsundere1 character and can't stop making a mess with everyone.  One day you walk along after finished buying the groceries in the market you bumped with someone.  "Hey, watch your step!" you said. "Vee..I'm sorry.." someone heard so guilty and weak. You take a look and noticed it was a guy with a strange hair curl on his hair.  His face is lovely but weak type.  You became so mad because your groceries fell to the ground and dirty.  "Take them all and clean it!" you crossed your arms in front of your chest.  The pouty guy took it and clean it with still crying.  You mocking him because he's so crybaby.  The guy get all the groceries on his hands, "He..Here, yours.." You take it with impatient and put that to your groceries bag.  You are so mad because the guy didn't move at all.  You want to leave but the guy poked your shoulder.  "Hey raggaza, sei bella.2 " You raised your eyebrows and left him with puffed your cheeks and blushed a little.  You maybe didn't really know Italian but you think it's nice words.  

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