2p!Italy x reader- Married in (part 1) by eriko-neko, literature
Literature
2p!Italy x reader- Married in (part 1)
Read the description first please? I said please XD
You sat at home contently reading a novel you recently picked up. You rested your back against the headboard of your bed as you flipped a page. The sun was sinking further and further, giving the moon its turn to reign over the sky. Your legs were comfortably crossed over one another as your eyes stayed glued to the book. You mouthed the words as you read them.
Suddenly, you heard the doorbell. You peeked up from the pages of your book, a bit curious as to who it could be. You bookmarked where you were before exiting your room and heading off to the front door. There, on your doorstep stoo
2p!Italy x Reader: Taken (CH1) by azumariko, literature
Literature
2p!Italy x Reader: Taken (CH1)
A/N: There's some cursing, but since it's 2p's I guess that's to be expected... First part out of... Four Six Many.
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Chapter I
"Tell me about your parents."
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You sighed quietly as you listened to the two arguing italians in front of you in horror. How did you get in this mess, again?
Oh, yeah. That’s right. Your parents. Being the wealthy and powerful (not to mention adoptive) parents they were, it really wasn’t that much of a surprise that somebody would want to kidnap you, really.
And it really was your own godamned fault as well, for walking alone in th
Cooking Class: 2p!Italyx2p!fem!Reader by 16CleverTaunts, literature
Literature
Cooking Class: 2p!Italyx2p!fem!Reader
Cooking Class: 2p!Italyx2p!Reader
You seem like as normal as a 2p could be, but maybe you aren’t...
I wrote another long one. >.< Warning: There’s a few curse words, but there are no more than five.
For a 2p, I’m pretty mellow and relaxed. I hold cooking classes three times a week on Wednesdays, Fridays, and Saturdays. I usually have small classes normally consisting of five or six regulars. This week was special, because I had a special request to take a new student.
I looked down at the cursive script on the gold paper.
“Please let my fratello Luciano stay in your class until he learns what actually goes