#shut up feliciano!!

[ghostcey]

summer boys

#SHUT UP SHUT UP #hetalia? in 2023?// #aph #aph axis powers #doodle #sketch #mine #fanart #anime #manga #aph feliciano #aph Italy #aph Japan #aph Germany

[archersgoon]

froi-celie marrickville momence does actually have like. a plot with events and shit unfortunately it is all deeply stupid and based upon flawed characterisation

#except for feliciano from avalon. that part's real. #you know he'd never shut up about the fucking bends

[milaisreading]

I saw someone's request about 2p's reactions to someone hurting y/n. I like the way you write their reactions. If it's not a bother and if it's not too much can you also write the request with 1p's reactions, please?

Hmmm... let's see

Italy 🇮🇹

Now, this white flag-waving man nearly choked on his spit when he heard (Y/n) being insulted by the preson. Watch him turn as loud as Romano.

Italy: WHA?! WHO DID YOU JUST CALL UGLY?! MIA BELLA IS THE MOST ADORABLE WOMAN AROUND! NOW TAKE THAT BACK, BASTARD OR ELSE-

Yn, trying to pull him off of the person: Please, Feliciano! People are watching!

Italy: AND I CARE?!

Germany 🇩🇪

This man would probably keep his mouth shut if the person dared to insult you, if (Y/n) defends herself. Otherwise, he would glare at the person and make them apologize before leaving. Now, if the person attacks Yn...

Yn, trembling when Germany kept on punching the person: I... I think they get it now... ARE THEY STILL ALIVE?

Germany: Don't know and don't care.

Japan🇯🇵

The first thing this man will do is pull you away from the situation, then go back and scold the person for insulting you. If, and I mean IF the glare Japan gives them isn't enough to scare them away, then Japan showing off his katana should dot he trick.

America🇺🇲

Yn: A-america... isn't pointing a gun at someone like that against the law?

America: Not at all, dudette! I do that all the time back home!

Yn: AMERICA, WE ARE AT SWEDEN'S!

America: So? Now let me deal with this asshole first

France🇫🇷

Now, this country is not known as the best fighter, but there is a great difference to it when someone tries to injure Yn...

Yn, wrapping up his knuckles: I didn't know you could punch like that! ○_○

France, being smooth as usually: I can show you more things you don't know about me~

England🇬🇧

England will play cool for a moment, throwing a few insults at the person before pulling Yn away to comfort her. The same night at his house, while nobody is around.

Engalnd: Sooo... where is that curse spell? Hmm?

Russia🇷🇺

This man will not even let the person say anything or move closer to Yn before he swings his pipe at the person's skull.

Yn: Isn't that too much?!

Russia: Not at all! :]

China🇨🇳

China usually isn't someone to curse or physically threaten people, well, at least in front of Yn. But now, when someone tried to insult her...

Yn: Yao... I think he understood it. Can you please let the man's neck go?

China: I need to finish my lecturing, hold on!

Canada🇨🇦

Yn, looking upset as she approached Canada again: Well, that was an experience.

Canada: What happened?

Yn: Ah... that man was just... he has quite the language...

Canada:...

Canada: Can you hold Kumajiro for me? I need to check out something.

Yn: Sure... but where are you going?

Canada: Just to talk

Yn: With?

Canada, pats her head and starts walking away: Not important!

#hetalia #hws #hetalia world stars #hetalia allies #hetalia axis powers #hws italy #hws germany #hws japan #hws america #hws france #hws england #hws russia #hws china #hws canada #hetalia reactions #hetalia requests #hetalia x reader

[atom-writings]

Heyheyheyheyheyyy!!!

Can I get the g8+Canada with an s/o who always talks with there hands? Like there hands are always moving no matter what

thank you ‼️

(Main 8 + Canada X Reader) S/O that talks with their hands!

(Gender Neutral) Headcanons ~ A/N this is the first canada req ive gotten u guys gotta like this guy more smh /j/j/j/j/j anyway i forgor to do france sorry

Trigger Warning: None, just fluff!

Alfred would really like a S/O that does this! You know how people put subway surfers gameplay on the bottom of TikToks now? Yeah, your hands have basically the same effect on him. Helps him focus on what you’re actually saying.

He kinda does the same thing too. Recently he’s bought like, a lot of silly stim toys, so if you need something to do with your hands he’s got you covered.

No matter what, he would never get annoyed by how much you gesture and fidget. He does the same thing! Probably as much as you! He just sees it as a good thing, it makes it easier for you to get your point across. If anyone ever got mad at you for it, he’s immediately telling them to shut up.

As much as Arthur tries his best to not be bothered by your constant fidgeting, he can’t help it sometimes. He loves how hyper you are! But sometimes, he’ll hold your hands as an excuse to get you to calm down a little. He’s an old man, he’s got a headache.

But most of the time, he couldn’t care less. I mean, if anything, it just helps him know exactly what you’re talking about quicker. And he didn’t date you because you were calm, he loves you just the way you are! If anyone (besides him,) tried to stop you from fidgeting, he’ll glare at them until they stfu. For you <3 

Also, this guy loves giving gifts, if you ask for any fidgets, they’ll be on the dining table the next day.

It’s a real cute trait of yours… but sometimes Yao gets dizzy just seeing you flail your hands around like that. Are you swatting at flies? Are you ok? It’ll… take a bit for him to learn to not comment on it.

After that, he tries to ignore it when he can. Which is ironic, because he does the same exact thing sometimes! Like, he’ll tell you to calm down while talking with his hands himself. So annoying!

He doesn’t mind it too much though. He loves you just as much as he would anyway, he just finds it a bit confusing sometimes.

Oh, Ivan would just find this so charming! Most of the people he spends time with are incredibly stiff and uncomfortable, so seeing you so excitedly try to sputter out something while gesturing wildly is a very welcome change.

But, he has a tendency to stand very close to you while you two are talking, so it’s not an uncommon occurrence for you to smack him upside the head. He doesn’t mind though, there’s no way you could ever hurt him too bad.

Although he would LOVE to buy you cute fidgets, he might be hesitant at first. Simply because he can’t get enough of watching you talk. It’s like a little performance! It’s definitely one of those little things he loves about you so much.

It may make him a little panicked at first, but Matthew quickly learns to love how much you fidget and flail your hands around. He just finds it so adorable… plus your exaggerated speech makes up for how barely audible he is. That part he really appreciates <3

Even though sometimes you remind him a little too much of his brother when it comes to your mannerisms, he would never try to get you to stop or calm down. He loves you for you! Even when he’s a bit worried you’re gonna get hurt with how much you wave your hands around.

Absolutely will buy fidgets for you too! He likes them too so… win-win. Whatever makes it easier for you to be comfortable and talk more, he’ll support whole-heartedly.

Hey! That’s something you two have in common! I mean, Feliciano basically invented talking with your hands. Now you can learn from the master of flailing wildly to get your already confusing point across!

Seriously, he probably won’t even notice how much your hands are moving because it’s just so ingrained in him. But if you ever just… need something to fidget with, he is capable of making anything entertaining for you. Somehow.

He does really adore a high energy S/O though <3 Seeing you get so excited is like, one of his favourite sights in the whole world. Anyone who gets annoyed with you two is gonna… well, be at the receiving end of his pathetic sobs. But that’ll still shut them up, so…

Oh jeez. Now he has another Feliciano on his hands. Except, Ludwig quickly finds himself falling in love with your exaggerated gestures. Whenever you start talking, you’ve got his full attention… and adoration. He just can’t get enough of you!

Despite his reserved demeanour, he loves seeing how excitable you can get. Your energy is infectious! It makes him want to get as exhilarated as you are!

Even when you’re not as enthusiastic, he still can’t help but feel so happy whenever you start talking with your hands. It just reminds him of all the things he loves about you, and how you’ve changed him so much. If it was anyone else, he’d get pretty anxious over the constant movement. But not you, no, never you.

Kiku usually isn’t too keen on that kind of thing usually, either. But… considering two of his closest friends are Alfred and Feliciano, he’s gotten pretty used to it. Most of the time, he doesn’t even look down to notice what you’re doing with your hands. (He worries you’ll assume he’s judging you if he does, which for the record, he isn’t.)

Maybe once or twice a week, he’ll take you hands in his while you’re talking just to get you to calm down a bit, but he really doesn’t mean anything by it. He’s just easily distracted and your performance is really not helping.

He��d never try to get you to stop though! He loves you just the way you are! Even when you’re overwhelming him a bit.

#heta tag #hetalia imagines #hetalia x reader #ivan tag <3 #arthur tag #ludwig tag #alfred tag #aph russia x reader #hws russia x reader #aph england x reader #aph america x reader #hws america x reader #aph china x reader #hws china x reader #hws england x reader #aph canada x reader #hws canada x reader #aph germany x reader #hws germany x reader #aph italy x reader #hws italy x reader #aph japan x reader #hws japan x reader #feliciano tag #kiku tag #yao tag #matthew tag

[bluebird-in-a-cagedrawing]

Nightmare AU part 24

SPOILER: GORE AND A LITTLE DEATH, you have been warned:

This idea hit me for the walls of the motel, it was a nightmare for me to choose the perfect ones but i figured out in the end... Also the motel is big and has different rooms color. 😅

Le souris bonbon neige:" New faces are always welcome, i'm also hungry, when is lunch?"

Amstran the moon dancer:"I heard someone calling me, oh hello, new faces i see."

Hester the photo marksmen:"Weren't you at the lake just now?"

Amstran the moon dancer:"At the lake? Why would i be there? I was with Rosalinda."

Sky Coeur the detective:"Did someone let the main entry open? I saw the locket unlocked, what if there is a thief?"

Lumboo the light ghost:"It's getting late, you should go home Jenna Heart! Tell your father we need at least four more kilograms of fish,maybe Gliudinius."

Jenna Heart:"You are right, i will, hope he can catch them for some reason the fish become hard to catch like they are afraid of something."

Yan-naifu the ghost:She can stay here, looks like a storm is coming soon."

Jenna Heart:"That would be ovely unfortunately i have to go, i don't want to catch me on my way back."

Panel 3

Jenna Heart:"Help!Let me go, you jerk! Nooooo...nooooo,let gooo!"

Yan-naifu the ghost:"Guys, over here, they took Jenna Heart!"

Le souris bonbon neige: Ice! Velvet icee storm ignite!"

Amstran the moon dancer:"Let her go, now! Le souris bonbon neige take left i will take right, let's hurry!"

Panel 4

Jenna Heart:"Put me down! Felix Reddison be careful, no don't harm them!You monster, leave them alone!"

Sweet Lime:"I'm taking care of them, you take her and go..."

Luna the moon demon:" Who are you?Stay right there!"

Sweet Lime:"You can't stop this, we will have the energy for the machine, bags of bones."

Nishya the dream cat: "Oh no, how horrible! How can they do something like this?"

Luna the moon demon:"This is what Feliciano the intoxicated cat warned us about."

Red the future teller:"They use their own people life force, we have to move."

Hester the photo marksmen:"You did this, come here!

Sweet Lime:"I may not be powerful, but i'm not gonna get killed so easily. Poison is my speciality."

Le souris bonbon neige:"Ah, be careful, it's very corrosive, like an acid or something."

Hester the photo marksmen:"You can try your little tricks but that won't work on me!"

Panel 7

Moon on fire:"You are the cat with a purpose, to only serve our False king desire, let the nightmare era begin."

Vanessa the 3 knight:" You sure have a big mouth, eh, shut up, stop crying like a child!"

Le souris bonbon neige: "Ice, now Faith the head rabbit hit them, trap them!"

Faith the head rabbit:"Time ignite zero!"

Staran the galaxy man:"Guys over here, they need help, it's ok Red the fortune teller, we got them."

Amstran the moon dancer:"It's not your fault, Red the fortune teller."

Red the fortune teller:"I should had protected her, but i couldn't do anything...They will be after my sister as well, this... Dream cat is not just a title, you know!"

Amstran the moon dancer:"We can't do anything else, we lost this battle but not the war!"

Melinoë the princess of nightmares:" This is horrible, i feel like this is all my fault, they were after me."

Le souris bonbon neige:"It's nobody fault, at least we know more how this works, we just need to be better prepared."

Felix Reddison:"Well, i think i know who can help you, with that..."

Part 1 till part 23

Also, happy birthday to my pumpkin oc Amstran the moon dancer:

#my ocs #nightmare au #part 24 #jenna heart #faith the head rabbit #Lumboo the light ghost #Staran the galaxy man #Sweet Lime

[rotin0]

”Accidentally kidnapped the mafia boss” but make it a short hetalia story? Why not!

In a world where the hetalia characters are played in mafia roles, Ludwig and his older Gilbert are part of the Germany group as bosses. So one day they get a hint that the bosses from the Italy group is planning to do some sketchy stuff to them

(It wasn’t any sketchy stuff actually, The older italian boss out of the two, Lovino, made some threatning letters to the Germany group as a JOKE bc he was bored one night. It was never intended to be sent to the Germang group anyway so Lovino just hid them. Unfortunatly his brother, the other boss Feliciano, found them and thought these letters were NOT JOKES and sended to the Germany group bc he is such a good brother isnt he :D) 

No one will react to this kind of stuff without caution however, so Ludwig made it his job to kidnap one of the italian mafia members and question them “what the fuck do you italians think you are doing to us?!”.

What he didn’t know is that the “average italian mafia member” is actually Feliciano, the second Italy group boss. The conversation goes as followed ; 

“*slams table* All right answer me! What are you italian mafias up to?!” 

“WAAAAAAAH LET ME GO LET ME GO I DON’T WANT TO DIE AAAA”

“Shut up! Just tell what the hell is the bosses up to?! Sended threatening letters like these to us *ludwig slams one of the letters on the table* do you know what this means?!”

“WAAA- oh? Wait thats my fratellos!” 

“What?”

“Sí! I’m so happy you got one of them! I was worried I sended it to the wrong address bc you see my fratello’s handwriting always gets funny when he-“ 

“Fratello-? Who the are you?”

“I’m Feliciano Vargas!”

“…the second boss of the Italian group?”

“:D”

“…scheiße”

Before anything else could happen, Gilbert and a very embaressed Lovino arrived to the scene. Everything was cleared up with mixed reactions ; Gilbert was laughing his ass off, Ludwig is tired, Lovino is going to end it all (and mentally going to bury himself in a hole when he goes home) and Feliciano is just happy it all turned out well. 

Feliciano is so happy infact, That purposes the idea of being friends with the two germans (much to Lovino’s displeasure). Of course, one cannot just accept this so suddenly-

“KESESESESE WHY NOT >:D”

“Gilbert!”

And that was the story of how the Germany group and Italy group formed an alliances

———

psst psst! Do you like this? If you want I can make a part two, and you can request what characters you want me to feature in it 🏌️‍♂️💥 or do you to request one of the reverse tropes and make another story like this? Be my guest!

-Roti

#hetalia #hetalia fanfiction #hetalia italy #hetalia germany #hetalia south italy #hetalia prussia #hetalia romano #SILLY SILLY BILLY #MUAH MY GIFT TO THE HETALIA FANDOM ROTI’S FIRST SMALL DRABBLE

[itacestians-unite]

I HAVE A QUESTION!! How do you think itacest spends family events like Christmas or New years? I personally hc them to go off somewhere alone so they can be gay together (lol) but im curious to hear your hcs :o

thanks for asking!

wait are we talking in like a human au because i have some THOUGHTS

i love familial stuff i have this concept in my head where the italies + their nyos + seborga are all siblings and live at home (probably somewhere in central italy) (no seborga doesn't get a nyo version i'm sorry) (he's also the youngest he's baby)

i do have a particular fic i've been wanting to write with this dynamic but it's specifically a veneziano x nyo romano fic…… i can talk about it if anyone's interested it's just one of those "siblings sneaking around trying to make out while nearly getting caught" type fics it's my love <3

BUT ANYWAY i'll stick to regular itacest for this ask. here's just a big dump of scenarios that came to mind (TW: religious guilt)

i love love familial stuff. i'm imagining a bunch of family coming over for the holidays and doing that thing family always does where they need to have an opinion on Everything. "your room is so messy. haven't you grown out of that by now?" and of course the infamous "when are you having kids? i want grandbabies."

they're all sitting around the table for lunch when the pestering truly begins.

feliciano goes along with it even though inside, his heart is tight and he's thinking to himself "we can never have kids. we can't even adopt one. i can't have a family with lovino. it'd be taboo it'd be weird and everyone would be asking why why why"

he forces this bright smile and rambles on from his ass, implying that he just wants to flirt around with women and stay single. rome from the other end of the table goes "haha, that's my boy!"

lovino doesn't entertain any of them. you ask when he's going to have kids and he goes "try fucking never. kids are brats who scream, cry, and shit themselves all the time."

a condescending eye roll. "you must know a lot about that."

"EXCUSE ME? i don't fucking shit myself but i'm sure that's a lot more than your creped ass can say in your old age"

lovino slams his hands down on the table and makes the whole thing shake. feliciano is mortified. most everyone else is unphased, though someone snaps at lovino not to shatter any dishes during his tantrum. this is nothing out of the ordinary with them.

family members start pestering lovino about when is he gonna get a wife, how he can't get a wife with that attitude. one of them starts listing off women they know who "might be able to put up with them." he turns down every single one with a scoff.

feliciano stares quietly the entire time this is ongoing, face slowly getting flushed, the grip on his fork getting tighter, until he eventually snaps, pleasant tone contrasting with the look of irritation in his eyes, "maybe lovino is like me and doesn't want to settle down yet."

"i don't think he has the personality to get away with that."

lovino snaps back without hesitation. he's then scolded for using blasphemies at the table.

i think they also argue a lot more around religious holidays. lovino is always volatile, but the guilt he's reminded of everyday makes him especially so. he can't decide whether to run to feliciano or avoid him, leave him for feliciano's own sake and fuck off somewhere far away. pushing and pulling, kissing and rejecting. feliciano is usually good at letting things side and suppressing his anger so well he doesn't even feel it, yet with the shame raging over him and lovino's increasingly pissy mood, getting unpredictably turned down for snuggles and kisses, he can't help but snap back, all passive aggressive, and that's just makes lovino even angrier. he tells feliciano to stop being a coward and talk real shit or keep his mouth shut. feliciano insists in exasperation that he doesn't want to fight and tries to run away, but lovino blocks him.

i don't see them having hate sex (feliciano, in particular, i don't think could handle it. but i think lovino would be all for it.) but it sounds fun to write nonetheless.

back to the religion part, their relationship is incest. it's gay. it's unholy. there's nothing saving it no matter how you look at it. they go to church together, come home together, do not sleep together that night out of shame.

feliciano feels that swirling pit of guilt in his stomach and tries to go to lovino for comfort, tries placing a kiss to his lips, forgetting himself in the feeling of someone he loves.

lovino snaps, shoving him off, his own guilt gnawing at his bones. "fuck, don't touch me."

"I just want to kiss you."

"you don't need to kiss me. there's not a single goddamn reason you'd ever need to kiss me."

"but… i want to. i love you." feliciano's hands wrap loosely, hesitantly around lovino's waist.

"i said don't fucking touch me! for god's sake, feliciano. you think i want my brother's hands all over my body? you think i'm a sick bastard who's into that?"

feliciano freezes, all teary-eyed as he releases lovino, takes two steps back. "i'm sorry. i just want to forget how gross it feels in my own body right now by loving yours instead."

he turns and leaves in a hurry. lovino slams a fist against the table, unsure if he hates himself more for hurting feliciano or for loving him.

they make up, eventually, and proceed to have some of their hottest sex.

heavy breathing in a dark room, naked bodies frotting against each other, feliciano's fingers digging into lovino's shoulders, lovino squeezing feliciano's hips so hard they bruise, hushed moans between desperate, wet kisses, trying so hard to stay quiet in the dead of night. if they lose themselves in the passion, they can run away from the sin of it all.

#ask #anonymous #hetalia #itacest #aph italy #aph veneziano #aph romano #hws italy #hws romano #aph north italy #aph south italy #tw incest #religious guilt #lemon.txt

[nswd-ofmd]

Chapter 9: The Devil's Eye Read at A03 Summary: On the run from the Princess Anne, Ed and the combined crews on the Dorter have no choice but to flee into the dangerous waters of the Devil's Eye. With the drunk Bill Bones in charge and Jack and Davenport uncertain in their command, it falls upon Ed to figure out where to go, what to do, and how to make it happen while navigating the waters of everyone's pride. But a storm is brewing among the crew, and the greatest danger of the Devil's Eye may well come from within.

Snippet: “We coulda just stayed on the Ranger and done what was planned at the start, but no you had to open your big stupid mouth.”

“Fuck you,” Ed grumbles. “We would have been outgunned anyway, and if I had you wouldn’t have had your big stupid coat or your big stupid Davenport.”

“Don ain’t big, he’s normal sized. And cool… I mean, kinda….for a dude…you  know… And he’s smarter’n you. Dumbass.”

“He is not.” They’re about as smart as each other, though he still likes that he got one over on him.

“He is. You don’t see him throwin’ Felix to the wolves.”

“Shut up,” Ed mutters, face stinging. He can see Feliciano now slowly climbing to a lower spar on the foremast. His leg is probably hurting him more than usual these days and Ed is starting to regret that too. He should have just let himself get stabbed. “I didn’t mean to…” he mutters.

“Didn’t mean to.” Jack snorts. “That’s your problem. You know the only reason you get away with shit with Hornigold is because he likes your good ideas and can shit on you for the bad ones. But the real world ain’t like that. Here sure as fuck ain’t like that. And you can’t go through life with Daddy holdin’ your hand.”

“Fuck you,” Ed says through his teeth, gripping the sail under his hands. Hornigold isn’t- and he never wants Hornigold to hold his hand- but maybe Hornigold has been holding his hand all this time. Maybe Ed just hadn’t noticed. Maybe he is still a stupid kid after all.

“Stand by to let fall, lads!” Silver calls from below. “Man the topsail sheets and halliards!”

“Words do things, Ed,” says Jack, shifting his weight against the ratlines and rolling his shoulders. “Bout time you remembered that.”

#our flag means death #ofmd #our flag means death fanfic #ed teach #blackbeard #calico jack #backstory fic #never shall we die #if you're enjoying this please let me know!

[newhetaliafan]

Date With A Stranger

Hahaha I finally decided to finish an Italiet fanfic I started a while ago. The ending was definitely rushed but still it's FINISHED! It's a human AU where they go on a first date but don't know each other.

Thank you writing problems Tumblr posts for somehow giving me the motivation to finish this

Tolys could not remember why he had agreed to go on a dinner date with someone he didn't know. Maybe it had been to get Feliks to shut up about his loveless love life. Or maybe it had been to prove to Raivis that he could score a date. Or maybe he had agreed, simply out of boredom. Whatever the reason was, Tolys had agreed to go on a date with a fucking stranger, and he couldn't back out now. Well he could, but that would be a douchebag move, and he didn't feel like being a douchebag. Unless this stranger was one of course, but the stranger looked nice. Very nice.

"I still can't believe I got someone so pretty to agree to go on a date with me." The redhead said. The stranger really was nice. Too nice. Tolys blushed and wracked his brain for something to say.

"I didn't have much else to do." Good job not being a douchebag, Tolys. The stranger laughed at that, luckily.

"Good to know I'm not taking away your time. You look like someone who works a lot." Tolys raised an eyebrow. The stranger waved his hands.

"I mean that in a good way! I can definitely see you're tired, but you're still beautiful! It just shows you're a hard worker!" He insisted.

"Alright what do you want? You're complimenting me a lot, and you barely know me." Tolys said, trying to cover up his bubbling anxiety. This guy looked good and sounded nice, but Tolys knew better than to immediately trust that. He really shouldn't have agreed to go on a date with a stranger.

"Well that's just it. I want to get to know you. I see you walk your dog, and sometimes I see you reading in the library, and I've always wondered about you. So tell me what else do you do?" The stranger asked.

"Apparently I forget to ask for people's names. Let me fix that. What's your name?" Tolys questioned. The stranger laughed some more. Then he replied,

"My name is Feliciano. But please call me Feli." Tolys nodded, waiting for Feliciano to ask him his name. The man just smiled at him. It was a nice smile. Jeez Tolys had just learned his date's name, and he was already finding him attractive. It was too quick for that. When Feli didn't ask, Tolys decided he didn't need that knowledge.

"So Feli, what is you do? I'd like to know about you before I talk about myself." He explained. The redhead in front of him waved his hand nonchalantly.

"That's fair. Well I'm Italian, so naturally I LOVE pasta!" He declared. Tolys snorted at that.

"I also do love pizza and gelato! What other Italian stereotypes are there? I love painting and singing! Though my voice isn't the best, it's still fun! I also love cats, but don't worry, I love dogs too! You're dog is very cute, I've always wanted to give him treats or her!"

"Her." Tolys confirmed. He could tell this Italian loved to ramble. While annoying it was also kind of endearing and dare he think it, cute.

"Her. Id love to give her some doggie treats, but all I have are kitty ones! I think I could find some at the store, but I don't know which kind she would like!"

"Pupperoni is her favorite." Tolys chuckled.

"Pupperoni what a clever name! Only the best for the cutest dog ever, right?"

"Right," Tolys agreed. His lips curved upward. This guy might have just been trying to butter him up, but it was nice to hear his dog being called the cutest dog ever. She deserved the title.

"You know what I think I should do! I should get her one of those sweaters with the paw prints on it. That would be so so cute!" Tolys nodded, agreeing once again.

"Or maybe-" It was strange for Tolys to get so invested in something as simple as dog sweaters. Or maybe it wasn't considering his love for dogs. But it definitely was strange how much he enjoyed hearing the Italian talk. Sure he was way too energetic, but Tolys could admire that. He also found himself admiring the other man's passion and creativity. Tolys wished he could have more of that in his life. When an out of breath waiter apologized for the long wait, Tolys felt annoyed. Not for the long wait, but for the interruption. Things really had become strange.

"Sorry this place is usually pretty busy." apologized the Italian.

"It's alright. Now how about you tell me a bit about your cat?" suggested Tolys. His date's eyes brightened as he went into a rant about how Pookie was fat and lazy and super cute. Tolys twirled his hair a bit enjoying the rant. He felt his stomach swirl, and it wasn't out of hunger.

When the two finally got their food, Feli endlessly complimented it. He savored his bites and made sure Tolys was enjoying his food too. Tolys did really enjoy it. Feli had chosen a great restaurant for them to eat at. Even after their plates were visible again, Tolys kept Feli talking. He would offer up his thoughts and opinions which Feli would easily add on to. Tolys liked how freely the man could talk. It was a change he could welcome.

"So would you like to go on another date? I know another really great restaurant." Feli said, cheerfully. Tolys believed him. After all he had chosen this one. Tolys took a moment to "think". Of course he was going to say yes, but he couldn't show that right away. Feli could still be tricking him in some grand plan, but Tolys didn't feel that was the case. Even if his gut said it was alright, he still wouldn't allow himself to be really positive or eager...yet. His nerves wouldn't allow it.

"I think another date would be nice." He answered. Feli smiled so brightly and oh god was he cute.

"Thanks for joining me this evening, bello." He said, sweetly. Tolys blushed at the name. Then it reminded him of something. He took a deep breath then said,

"Tolys. My name is Tolys." Somehow Feli looked even happier than he had the whole date. It made Tolys' heart soar.

#Hetalia #Hetalia Lithuania #Hetalia Italy #Italiet #fanfiction

[koolkat9]

EngGer:

2. Who wakes up early/Who sleeps in late? 16. Would they ever get matching tattoos? If yes, what would these look like? 42. What’s their relationship like with each other’s friends/families?

NedCan:

17. How well do they communicate? Are they open with their feelings/thoughts or more reserved? Why? 48. Do they talk about their future together? Why or why not?

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GerEng

2. Who wakes up early/Who sleeps in late?

Ludwig has always been an early riser. He likes to get an early morning jog in before starting the rest of his day. Arthur on the other hand has gotten used to sleeping in so he'll sleep as long as possible. Also Arthur's insomnia and depression probably don't help.

16. Would they ever get matching tattoos? If yes, what would these look like?

Hmm...Tough because it's hard to tell how long a nation relationship can last. Even humans find matching tattoos risky and they live for a much shorter time. Nations live for centuries, even thousands of years. It's a lot of time to fuck up a relationship. And Ludwig, who is very logical would realize that. Not that he doesn't love or want to make a commitment to Arthur, but if something comes up down the line, a tattoo would just be a painful reminder. Though...With nation healing abilities, there may be a way to get rid of it. Eventually.

If Ludwig did agree to it. It would be after a long time of them being together. They'd get tattoos with each other's national flowers. Keeping it small and simple.

42. What’s their relationship like with each other’s friends/families?

Arthur and Gil do somewhat get along. They share similar interests after all. But Gil is also that overprotective brother/dad so there is some distance and intimidation because of that.

Kiku was actually friends with Arthur first so they're pretty chill and enjoy hanging out.

Feliciano gets along with everyone so he's pretty cool with Arthur. But I think he's a bit protective of Ludwig as well.

Rodriech and Arthur I think get along swimmingly. They'd be such gossips together over tea and cake.

Now Ludwig is actually beloved by Arthur's siblings (except maybe Dylan because he's overprotective and doesn't want Arthur's heart getting broken). Like Allie canonically admires Ludwig and Ludwig, at least on the outside seems like the perfect man: strong, handsome, loyal, hardworking, a little stoic looking but actually very sweet. And it's perfect opportunity to tease Arthur about it because they never expected he'd pull someone like Ludwig. So over all, they get along.

Francis and Ludwig have become close friends, not because of Arthur though. Working together with the EU they got pretty close over the years. Which is helpful because Ludwig is bad at reading people sometimes, and Arthur hates actually being honest about his feelings and needs so Francis has been able to translate things for Ludwig when Arthur is being a bit difficult.

Despite Matthew's feelings towards Ludwig in the past (he hated Lud's guts during the World Wars), he's gotten to know Ludwig in peace time so things have settled down. Also, he hasn't seen Arthur that happy in awhile so he's happy as long as his Dad is.

Alfred and Jack are also pretty chill with Ludwig, but they do tease both Ludwig and Arthur about the age gap.

Zee...I think Zee is like Matt in which they are chill with it and happy that their dad is happy, but lacking the rocky past Lud and Matt have.

Though I think Afonso still has some feelings for Arthur and Arthur still has some feelings for him, Afonso is happy Arthur was able to fall in love again since for a long time, Arthur had shut love out. Again, like Francis, he probably gives Ludwig some advice in dealing with Arthur when he's moody and standoffish. And I can also see Ludwig consulting Afonso early on about gifts to get Arthur/things Arthur likes.

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Moving to NedCan

17. How well do they communicate? Are they open with their feelings/thoughts or more reserved? Why?

I think there is some miscommunication sometimes. Outside of his relationship with Al, I think Matt struggles to voice his boundaries and tell others when he's uncomfortable. And he's a people pleaser so he pushes himself harder and represses more for the sake of others, including Jan. But like anyone who represses emotions, if they continue, they can start to bubble over with Matt becoming a bit more pouty and irritated. But there relationship is at a point where Jan understands and can usually pick up on Matt's discomfort before it gets to that point. And once Matt is given a safe out to talk about his feelings, he takes it.

Jan also has an issue with voicing his emotions. For so long he felt other things were more important than his feelings like providing for himself and his siblings. In his youth, he didn't have time to process his feelings so he pushed them down instead. Nowadays, he doesn't even know how he feels half the time because he has become so disconnected from his emotions. I think sometimes when people as if he's okay he gets irritated because it is a reminder that he doesn't really know. And when he's feeling bad, deep down he wants to talk about it, but he can't because he doesn't have the words to express it. At first this was hard for Matt because he prefers when people are direct with him, but again, they've been together long enough at this point that Matt has learned tells when Jan needs a cuddles or some other pick me up. It is not a permeant fix, but it works in the moment and Matt has convinced Jan to go to therapy to work on identifying emotions.

48. Do they talk about their future together? Why or why not?

It's a difficult subject to discuss as a nation. Because there isn't much they can do beyond dating. They could hold a ceremony if they really wanted to, but it's not binding, they can't get married unless it's like the alliances of old. And NedCan is still fairly new by nation standards. They only really got close during WW2 and after. So I don't think they're discussing much about the future and are taking it day by day.

#hetalia #hws #gereng #engger #geruk #nedcan #hws germany #hws england #hws netherlands #hws canada #headcanons #hetalia headcanons #ship ask game #ship asks

[dr-george-ordell]

Why? (A Gift From Yao)

September 20th, 1940.

Japan, Japan!" Feliciano came sprinting down the hallway excitedly. "This thing is amazing!" In his right hand, there was the  bowl he gave to Feliciano the other day.

"What do you mean?" Kiku replied, wincing at the other man's loud hollering.

"When I sat down with it, it filled with Minestrone that tasted off," "But I feel less lonely now," "I think there's some Japanese writing on it!"

Feliciano thrust the bowl into his hands. "What does it say?"

Closely inspecting the bowl, there were light-blue flowers on the side, which appeared to be hand-painted. Turning to the other side of the bowl, Chinese characters were etched in light blue.

"Thinking of you," Kiku spoke out-loud, a feeling of nostalgia and longing washing over him.

"Did I upset you?" "You look more scary than usual," Feliciano exclaimed, recoiling back in fear.

"I'm fine Italy," His feelings were opposite of fine, more turbulent. The bowl was given to him by Yao, who specially made it himself, painted it, and gave it as the first ever gift.

Kiku stared again at the middle of the bowl. Looking closer, a barely readable message was painted inside.

'Ti amo mio nipote,'

"Italy, have you seen this yet?" Kiku handed the bowl over to Feliciano, pointing at the faded writing.

A few seconds of silence rang through the hallway, as Feliciano slowly read what was written.

"What does that mean?" He stumbled over his words, sounding surprised, as if caught off-guard.

"This bowl shows a message said by their father, whether he is alive or not,"

"Oh," Feliciano's eyes widened in realisation. "Thank you for letting me borrow this Japan," "I'm going to go to Romano's to show him this, if you don't mind,"

"No problem, Italy,"

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"Ah, Kiku!" "There you are!" Yao's cheery voice interrupted Kiku's train of thoughts. The older man was covered in leaves from trying to find Kiku's hidden spot.

The young boy stared up at the man, who excitedly smiled down towards him. 

"I have a gift for you since today was when you became a nation," "Follow me!" He held out his hand towards Kiku.

Kiku took Yao's hand, no expression coming upon his face. Though, he was curious at what Yao was going to gift him.

After a while, they were out the garden area. Yao brought him to another building, inside it smelt of pond-mud. The smell of horrible, but Kiku was instantly excited. They were at the pottery shop that he and Yao would often frequent.

Yao would either come here to order custom made dishes and bowls or make some himself. Once the pottery had been made, Yao always allowed him to paint it, something that Kiku quite enjoyed.

"Close your eyes," "It's a surprise," 

Kiku shut his eyes with his hands, Yao guiding him with a hand on his shoulder.

"You can open your eyes now," On a table near him was a white ceramic bowl with pretty blue flowers patterned on the sides, the words '想着你' written on the front. 

"It's pretty," Kiku replied flatly, a slight smile appearing upon his face. 

A wide grin came upon Yao's face, "You'll love it even more!" "This bowl automatically fills with soup whenever you sit infront of it, you don't even have to cook anything," "And it will always leave a positive message behind,"

Kiku glanced again over to the bowl intrigued "Really?" "How does it do that?" 

Yao knelt down to whisper something in his ear. 

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Sitting down at the kotatsu table, Kiku watched as the the ceramic bowl instantaneously filled with udon noodle soup, chicken, mushrooms, and bok choy leaves. It smelt heavenly, as he ate mostly rations these days.

Once he ate some of the noodles, it tasted incredibly stale and bitter, a nauseous feeling pooling at the bottom of his stomach.

It took all his strength not to spit out the food, swallowing it.

Why was the bowl responding like that to him suddenly? He'd not ate from it for ages, and the last time it only tasted slightly stale. Now, it outright was attacking his stomach.

Once Kiku got rid of the contents of the bowl, he turned it around to read whatever message was left inside.

' なんで？'

#ao3 #ao3 fanfic #scp au #scp fandom #scp fanfiction #scp foundation #writing #scp x hetalia #hetalia #hws china #hws japan #scp-348 #a gift from dad #aph china #aph japan

[sassypantsjaxon]

Don't be shy. Give us the BotB au 👀

There is absolutely nothing you could ever say to me to make me stop being shy. But since you want it, I'll share the au with you anyway. This really should be a full length fic, but I know I don't have the motivation to give it the attention it deserves, so buckle up! This is gonna be a long one!

THIS WAS ASKED FOR A LONG TIME AGO AND THIS IS ALL THE FURTHER I EVER GOT I’M SO SORRY!!!! maybe if there’s any interest I can scrape together the motivation to do more, but I make no promises

Okay, so it’s pretty heavily inspired by Lemonade Mouth, because I really loved that movie when I was younger. And also by this art. So there are two bands, and because I have no idea what they would actually names their bands, I’m just going to keep referring to them as the Axis and the Allies, good? Also, it’s a highschool au set in a fairly small basic americana town, because that’s really all I know about.

So for the Axis, we’ve got Feli on lead vocals, and he can play piano too, but he doesn’t usually. Lud plays flute, piano, and sax and can figure out some other brass too if he needs to. Mostly sax lately. Gabriel plays a lot of different strings, but mostly cello. Antonio just plays guitar. Kiku is their songwriter, occasional background vocals, and is learning piano, but he also used to play flute.

 Allies: Alfred on lead vocals, probably also plays guitar. But Arthur’s the main guitarist. Yao’s on bass. Ivan’s on rhythm, and Fran’s a violin prodigy.

The Axis has a wider range of talent/ability, but the Allies have been playing together longer, so they both have different advantages. Oh, also, I’m throwing Lovino and Matthew into this au, just because I can.

Great! On to the story itself:

It all starts with Kiku starting at a new school. He’s getting registered for all his classes, and asks about music classes, only to be told there is no music program. He’s disappointed, but he’ll manage.

on his first day of class, he can’t find his classroom, and doesn’t get very far with trying to ask someone for directions. So he’s given detention for being out of class when he isn’t supposed to be.

Detention is in the music room. “Why is there a music room if there’s no music program?”

Kiku also can’t find the music room (it’s in the basement), so he is also late to detention :(

Ludwig, Feliciano, Gabriel, Antonio, and Lovino are also in detention on this fine day. I didn’t decide how everybody else got there, so that’s up to your own imaginations, but Lovino is definitely there for cussing someone out that he shouldn’t have.

Roderich Edelstein is the supervisor for detention. He used to be the music teacher, but since the music program got shut down, he’s just...an administrator with detention duty and the uncomfortable reminder that he only has a job still because his uncle is the principle...(small town nepotism at it’s finest)...

Obviously the others all know each other, since there are two sets of brothers, Toni and Lovino are dating, Ludwig and Feli are dating, and Lud and Toni are bros (because anyone crazy enough to date the Vargas boys has to stick together). So Kiku’s just trying to blend into the background, working on some homework, and listening to music on his headphones until Mr Edelstein tells him he’s not really supposed to be on his phone during detention...sorry...

For one reason or another, Roderich has to step out and tasks them all with organizing the music room, just in case it’s ever needed again.

So they’re doing that, reminiscing about everything in there....here’s the cello that Gabriel had rented from the school...this is the trumpet that Feli accidentally knocked out Ludwig’s hands one day and that’s why it’s dented....and Kiku’s realizing that the school had a music program fairly recently...

Somehow somebody kind of starts singing something and all six of them end up in this impromptu jam session.

Roderich comes back in during this, tells them they all sound good together, and he wishes they still had a music program to support them, but the music room is always open to them if they want to play together again sometime.

Kiku finally summons his courage to ask about the music program, and learns that this is the school’s first year without it, due to budget cuts, and also that the other five were pretty heavily involved with it, and all miss having it.

Kiku leaves detention with five new friends, and the promise to play together without detention next time. 

#lemonade mouth au #aph japan #aph germany #aph italy #aph spain #aph portugal #aph romano #aph austria #<- I'm mostly tagging them because they're the main characters so far #this is kind of like...a chapter one summary?

[elithegnome]

GerIta fanfiction

Italy’s POV

Ludwig and I have been jogging for at least 45 minutes, and I’m so tired! My side is aching and my face is all red and sweaty, I probably look like Lovino’s tomatoes at this point. Don’t get me wrong, Luddy is the love of my life but I feel like exercise isn’t an essential part of our relationship. I’m more of the type of guy who’d rather make food and cuddle my significant other! But clearly that’s not the case with Ludwig, we take a run almost every day at 7:45.

I quickly snap out of my thoughts when I feel myself run into and topple over someone. My throat let’s out a yelp as I fall down with whoever was in front of me. It doesn’t take long for me to realize that my face is stuffed into Ludwig’s back, so I leap up to my feet.

“Luddy! I’m-a so sorry, I-I really didn’t mean-a too!” I frantically apologized to my boyfriend, before he grabbed my shoulders.

He sighed deeply before shaking his head, “It’s okay Feli, but please be more careful.” 

But just after that, he started jogging off again. I groaned and tried my hardest to keep up with him, which was hard because he was really fast. We kept on running and running, but I slowly felt my legs begin to give out. My throat dried up too, as I forgot to bring a bottle of water. Before we even reached the end of the path, I collapsed face first.

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I’m not too sure when I was dropped off at home, but somehow when my eyes fluttered open, I was in Ludwig’s bed. Said man was softly stroking my hair and smiled softly when he saw I was conscious. Ludwig sloped down to peck me on the forehead, pulling me closer to his chest right after.

“Feli, if you were going to pass out from exercise I’d rather you would’ve made that aware to me.” 

I frowned slightly at his words, shifting myself to rest my jaw on his shoulder. 

With an exhale I began to verbalize my intentions, 

“I didn’t-a want to annoy-a you again, Lud. You get so-a angry when I complain about-a things. So, in a way you could-a say, I wanted-a you to seem proud of me?”

“B-But if you’re not that’s-afine. I can still b-be better!”

“Shut up.” 

“Wh-what?” I sniffed, feeling tears pricking my eyes. He must’ve been mad at me again.

“I said shut up.” My blonde partner repeated, “Feliciano, you’re perfect for me the way you are!”

Before I could react, my body was pulled into a warm embrace. Slowly, I too wrapped my arms around his neck. 

“Ich liebe dich, Feliciano.”

“Anch'io ti amo.” I yawned into his shoulder, slowly drifting off to sleep again.

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Extended ending!

“And why are you recording them sleep, you idiot?” Rodereich, Gilbert and Ludwig’s cousin whispered. (Yes I head canon them as cousins sorry for ruining your ship) 

“Shhhh,” Gilbert hissed in a hushed tone, “Kiku said he’d pay me for this shit.”

The brunette fake gagged and rolled his eyes, “Can I ask how much?”

“15 euros per 30 second video. Kessessesese.” The albino silently chuckled.

“Du bist abstoßend.” The Austrian whispered with his eyebrows furrowed.

“Direkt zurück zu dir Schlampe.” Gilbert smirked

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Sorry that kind of sucked 😅

Well, I tried ig but it’s kinda cringey

#aph italy #hws italy #hetalia #hws #aph germany #hws germany #gerita #ludwig beilschmidt #feliciano vargas #aph austria #hws austria #aph prussia #hws prussia

[ruru-professional-fool]

2005

On a sunny Wednesday afternoon in the park, seven year old Antonio is currently running for his life in a heated game of tag. He pants for breath, grinning as he makes a sharp turn towards the playground and ducks under the slide. His pursuer, Feliciano, shrieks in surprise, stumbling over his own feet as he hurries to catch up. Their laughter rings out across the park, breathy and stolen between gasps and playful shouts.

As they round the playground, the small rock wall that leads up onto the play structure comes into view. Antonio, being slightly older than Feliciano, uses his extra strength and courage to his advantage and throws himself up the rock wall. Small fingers claw at the grips as he scrambles to the top, leaving Feliciano whining at the bottom. Antonio takes a moment to pause and catch his breath, peering down at Feliciano with a triumphant grin. Feliciano scowls at him, crossing his arms and sticking his lip out like he always does when things don’t go his way.

“Toni, that’s not fair!” he whines, “I can’t climb the rock wall!”

“It is so fair, you just have to go that way to get up,” Antonio retorts, pointing towards the ramps leading up to the platform he’s standing on.

“But that’ll take a long time! You’ll be too far away by then,” Feliciano says.

“That’s the point, it’s my strategy to win,” Antonio says, then sighs when Feliciano’s pout doesn’t let up. “It would be better with more people,” he mutters as he reluctantly starts shimmying back down the rock wall.

“Maybe if we ask Lovi again, he’ll play,” Feliciano says, scuffing the ground with a shoe. Antonio drops to the ground, straightening up and following Feliciano’s gaze to where Lovino is sitting beneath a tree, his brow furrowed as he stares at the notebook that lays open on his lap.

“You can try, I guess,” Antonio shrugs. He doesn’t imagine Lovino will take to the suggestion any more enthusiastically than he usually does when Feliciano pesters him to play, but he doesn’t voice these thoughts. He just follows behind as Feliciano starts marching towards is older brother.

“Hey, Lovi!” Feliciano calls when they’re near enough to be heard, “Play tag with us!”

Lovino, who had been too absorbed in his scribbling to notice them approach, visibly jumps, slamming the notebook shut. He hugs it to his chest and glares at Feliciano, cheeks reddening.

“No, stupid! I already told you I’m not playing!” he snaps, “I’m busy.”

“Ugh, you’re so annoying,” Feliciano huffs, “What are you even doing, anyway?”

“None of your business,” is the curt response, and Lovino hugs the notebook tighter to his chest.

“C’mon, I wanna see!” Feliciano whines.

“It’s private! I’m not letting you see!” Lovino says, “Besides, you wouldn’t understand it anyway. Not until you go to real school like us.”

“I do too go to school!” Feliciano argues, arms crossed indignantly over his chest, “Antonio, don’t I go to school?” Antonio startles a little at being addressed, but before he can answer, Lovino beats him to it.

“Kindergarten isn’t real school, dummy,” he says, rolling his eyes as if he’s explained this a thousand times before.

“Is too real! You’re just mean,” Feliciano retorts, stomping once for emphasis, “I don’t wanna play with you anyway, I’m gonna go find Ludwig and play with him instead.”

Turning away from them, he stalks (as much as a five year old can stalk) back towards the Vargas brothers’ mom, likely planning on nagging her to take him by Ludwig’s house. Lovino sticks his tongue out after him, though the gesture is wasted on Feliciano’s retreating backside.

Antonio looks between them for a moment, before sitting down next to Lovino. The grass is cool as it tickles his bare legs, and he welcomes the sensation, still worn out and sweaty from running around in the sun.

“You know, Lovi... you could be a little nicer,” he says, “Feli’s littler than us.”

Lovino rolls his eyes again, flicking a strand of hair out of his face, “You don’t get it. You don’t have little siblings. When you have little siblings, you have to remind them who’s in charge, or else they’ll get to confident. And if that happens, you’re doomed.”

Antonio snickers. “Yeah... I guess I don’t,” he acquiesces, leaning back on his hands and letting his head tip back to gaze at the branches that stretch out above them, “You could still be nicer, though. Just a bit.”

“I guess I’ll think about it,” Lovino says. They both fall silent.

In the absence of conversation, Lovino opens his notebook again, keeping it angled sharply away from his friend. Antonio hears the rustle of pages and sees the movement in the corner of his eyes. Curiosity tugs at him, forcing his eyes over to Lovino in what are, despite his best efforts, probably extremely unsubtle glances.

“How come we can’t see what you’re writing?” he ventures.

Lovino blushes, hiding his face further into the notebook. “‘Cuz it’s embarrassing,” he mumbles.

“Why?” Antonio asks, “What is it, your diary or something?”

“No! I don’t have a stupid diary!” Lovino yelps, affronted. He glances away, hunching his shoulders a little, and mutters, “It’s just... a poem.”

“Ooh, a poem?” Antonio says, eyes widening, “That’s not embarrassing, it’s cool!” He can’t stop himself from leaning closer, making Lovino glare and turn away, shielding the notebook with his shoulder.

“Well, mine is embarrassing.”

“Why?”

Lovino huffs, hugging his knees to his chest and resting his chin on them. “Because it sucks,” he says, ripping up blades of grass and twirling them between his fingers, “I wanted to write a poem like the ones Mrs. Héderváry showed us at school, but it won’t work. Nothing I write sounds like that, it just sounds stupid.”

Antonio watches him, chewing his lip as he considers Lovino’s words. “Well...” he starts, “Just ‘cuz it doesn’t sound like that one doesn’t mean it’s stupid. Maybe it can be your own kind of poem.”

“Maybe,” Lovino mutters.

Antonio sighs. He stares across the playground for a moment as he thinks to himself, then turns back to Lovino. “Can I see it? Please? I pinkie promise I won’t think it’s stupid.”

Lovino picks his head up from his knees and looks at Antonio like he thinks he’s stupid. “How can you promise what you’ll think? That’s not how thinking works, dummy,” he scoffs, “Why do you wanna so bad, anyway?”

“‘Cuz you’re my friend, dummy!” Antonio says, rolling his eyes.

Lovino eyes him suspiciously, but slowly picks up his notebook. He flips it to the right page and shoves it at Antonio. “Fine, take it,” he huffs, looking away.

Antonio grins, feeling triumphant as he grabs it. Settling it in his lap, he examines the words scrawled in sloppy handwriting across the page. Many places having evidently been erased and written over several times. As he’s reading, he hears Lovino’s voice, hesitant and quiet.

“...Mrs. Héderváry said poems should be about what makes you feel stuff, like what makes you happy or whatever. So I wrote about cooking with Nonno and Feli.”

“I think it’s good,” Antonio says, “It’s not stupid. And I think it’s really cool you wrote a poem.”

“Really?” Lovino asks.

“Really, really. ‘Cuz if you write poems, I’m pretty sure that makes you a poet now. And being a poet is definitely cool,” Antonio says. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Lovino raise his head from his arms and sit up a little straighter, and he smiles.

“...I’m a poet?” Lovino says, slowly as if he’s testing the words out, “I guess that is pretty cool.”

“Yep! And I get to be friends with a poet,” Antonio says, his grin widening, “So that makes me cool too!”

“Nuh uh, nothing could make you cool,” Lovino scoffs with a grin of his own.

“Hey!” Antonio laughs, shoving Lovino over into the grass. Lovino shrieks and tackles him back. Antonio squirms away and sets off towards the playground, Lovino hot on his heels and both of them giggling madly. The notebook lies open in the grass, forgotten.

[paperworkanddogs-moved]

[ he is staring Ludwig straight in the eye, swaying unstably on his feet. sizing up his opponent before he grabs him by the arm to put into a headlock. he places a little (sticky) smooch at the top of Ludwig's head. ] You're so weird... but a good kid... very good kid. Mhm! [ smooch on the same spot, but he accidentally got some hair in his mouth so he's spitting it out... ] You work so long 'n hard—mi crédo te... te.. uhm... ghè... bixogno di una pausa. [ pauses for a long time, squeezing his eyes shut while he tries to remember what language he was speaking to Ludwig in. ] Don't be so harsh on yourself, stinky!! I think you have pee... people you call friends so like... use them. And Matt, too. [ another smooch, he's still got him in a headlock. ] I'm your elder so 'm right!! Feliciano is always right, mhmmmmmm!! [ he sighs ] Stressed out guy you are, buuuuuuut people are proud of you.

You're drunk [he points out rather uselessly. It's obvious Feliciano is waaaaaaaayyyyy gone]

Do you need me to tuck you in or can you do that yourself? [It takes some effort to stand up, hair messed up beyond saving. Oh well, he doesn't have anywhere else to go tonight]

[independentartistbuzz]

Indie 5-0 with Bad Knights: Holiday Edition

Bad Knights is the alternative and soft rock band who writes music from life’s raw, messy, and beautiful tales. In 2020, circa when-the-world-shut-down, serial nomad Stig found himself at the mercy of boredom. But from this time of introspection and experimentation came an overwhelming drive to do something he’d otherwise never have done – to write some unique, personal rock ’n roll songs that tell the real-life stories of people he had encountered along his many journeys. As the months passed, this never before musician had soon built up a collection of songs, and finally decided to record them at the continued insistence of some mates.

We spoke with Stig of Bad Knights about the holidays, holiday music, and the band’s projects in this special holiday Indie 5-0.

Let’s dive in:

What is your favorite holiday song and why?

‘Let it Snow’ by Frank Sinatra. A hard choice to make with the range of choices, but simple for sentimental reasons and ones of nostalgia. 

What were the traditions around the holidays in your house growing up?

My earliest memories of the holidays involved putting up the Christmas tree, decorations, and having great food for days. Holidays for us would rarely be massive extended family affairs, as most relatives, cousins uncles and aunts were strewn across the world. My personal favourite tradition, would be my attempts to hide behind the couch and catch Santa Claus in the act. Needless to say, there were many unsuccessful attempts before i found out the truth.

If you could record your dream holiday duet with anyone dead or alive what would it be?

Dolores O’Riordan of the Cranberries. As a rock artist with deep baritone vocals, i suppose the ideal duet would be with a singer that compliments the style of music, and of course, and artist who’s music I’ve always loved since i was young. Besides, her iconic voice and aura could make most kinds of music- brighter, better and more colourful. 

What is the first holiday track you ever learned?

Although not in my native language, Feliz Navidad by José Feliciano was my first memory of a holiday song and also the first song I learned to sing along to, despite not knowing what any of the words meant. Over the years, and when travelling, I soon discovered how it was a song that had equal appreciation all over the world.  You just released your debut album, Letters to Everybody. What can you share about the album? What has it meant to you?

Our album, Letters to Everybody, is an enigma of a rock album, unique in the sense that it combines styles, sounds, and music that transcends genres and sub-genres. The songs across the album wash you with waves of nostalgia, cigarettes and whiskey vocals, droning synths, angelic backing vocals and pristine rock instrumentation. But perhaps most importantly, these are stories for everybody with pertinent and deep messages that inspire hope. 

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