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2p Romano
2p Axis with a fem! reader who is very sweet and gentle and shows them sweet love a lot?
2p! North Italy – Luciano Vargas
- At first, Luciano is completely baffled and low-key offended. “What is this? Are you mocking me?” He’s used to fear, screaming, or people trying to manipulate him with fake charm. Pure, untainted sweetness throws him off his game.
- He’ll test you constantly in the beginning: stabbing the wall next to your head, smearing a bit of blood on your cheek with his thumb “just to see if you’ll still smile,” threatening people in front of you. Every time you just softly touch his face, tell him he’s handsome even when he’s terrifying, or kiss the blood off his knuckles, something inside him cracks a little more.
- Becomes terrifyingly possessive. If your gentleness is this addictive to him, no one else is allowed to experience it. He’ll start calling you “angelo mio” in the most sickly-sweet tone while holding a knife to someone’s throat for looking at you too long.
- Secretly melts when you play with his hair or trace his scars while whispering that he’s your precious Luci. He’ll never admit it, but he starts styling his hair more carefully because he knows you like running your fingers through it.
- Eventually he treats you like a holy relic he both worships and wants to lock in a gilded cage. Expect him to kneel dramatically and kiss your hands while murmuring how you’ve ruined him for anyone else—then threaten to gut the next person who dares breathe in your direction.
2p! Germany – Lutz Beilschmidt
- Lutz’s initial reaction is suspicious laughter. “Heh… what’s the catch, prinzessin?” He’s convinced gentle = weak, and weak people don’t survive around him.
- When you keep bringing him homemade lunches, bandaging his split knuckles without flinching, falling asleep on his chest while murmuring that you feel safe with him… the man bluescreens.
- Starts doing that thing where he looms behind you silently, arms crossed, just watching you hum and water plants or bake cookies, like he can’t compute what he’s seeing. If you turn around and beam at him, he’ll scratch his neck and look away, cheeks pink.
- Physical affection short-circuits him. If you cup his face and tell him he’s a good man, he’ll pick you up bridal-style, bury his face in your neck, and mutter “Shut up… just… shut up” in the most embarrassed, flustered voice while holding you so tightly it almost hurts.
- Becomes your personal guard dog on steroids. Anyone raises their voice at you? Lutz is already cracking his knuckles with a lazy, terrifying smile. You just have to pat his arm and say “it’s okay, Lutz, I’m not scared” and he’ll back off—grumbling, but he’ll back off because you asked.
- Sleeps with you literally on top of him like a weighted blanket. Claims it’s because “you’re tiny and cold,” but really he’s terrified you’ll disappear if he’s not touching you.
2p! Japan – Kuro Honda
- Kuro’s reaction is the coldest and most unsettling at first. He stares. A lot. Silent, unblinking, expression completely neutral while you offer him matcha you made “just the way he likes it” or gently scold him for not sleeping.
- He’ll deliberately act cruel to test your limits—ignoring you for days, speaking in cutting monotones, even grabbing your wrist hard enough to bruise once. Every time you respond by kissing the inside of his wrist and whispering “I know you’re not as scary as you pretend,” his mask slips for a fraction of a second.
- Starts leaving his bedroom door unlocked at night. If you crawl into his futon and curl against his back, he’ll lie perfectly still… then very slowly reach back to rest a hand on your hip, thumb brushing your skin like he’s confirming you’re real.
- Your softness becomes the only thing that quiets the constant storm in his head. When he’s dissociating or about to lose control, just resting your forehead against his and speaking softly is enough to pull him back. He hates how much power you have over him—and loves it even more.
- Develops a habit of tracing 愛 (ai – love) on your skin with his fingertip when he thinks you’re asleep. If you ever call him out on it, he’ll deny it with the faintest flush.
- Anyone who tries to take your gentleness away from him will be disposed of so cleanly and quietly that even the other 2p!s are unnerved. Afterward he’ll come home, wash the blood off his hands, and let you re-bandage a cut he “got training” without saying a word—because you’re the only one allowed to touch him when he’s like that.
2p! South Italy – Flavio Vargas
- Flavio’s first instinct is pure disbelief and vanity-fueled suspicion: “Are you blind, darling? Or do you just have terrible taste?” He’s drop-dead gorgeous and he knows it, so he assumes your affection is either a fetish for danger or some elaborate prank.
- When you keep complimenting the parts of him no one ever notices (his tired eyes, the way his hands shake after a “job,” how pretty his voice sounds when he hums), he gets quiet in a way that’s actually terrifying for someone as loud as Flavio.
- Starts dressing you in clothes he designed himself, pastel silk and lace that make you look like a porcelain doll, because “only the best for my little angelo.” If anyone else so much as stares too long, he smiles brightly while describing in detail how he’ll skin them and turn them into a handbag.
- Secretly keeps every single silly little thing you give him: pressed flowers, a ribbon from your hair, Polaroids of you sleeping on his couch. They’re locked in a heart-shaped box under his bed that he will kill over if someone touches.
- When you kiss his cheek and call him “my beautiful Flavio,” he dramatically collapses into your arms like he’s been shot, then clings to you whispering “Say it again, say it again, I’m yours, only yours, caro mio.”
- Has 100% threatened to burn down the world if you ever stop loving him. Said it with the biggest smile and a hug.
2p! Spain – Andrés Fernández Carriedo
- Andrés is so unused to gentleness that he legitimately doesn’t know what to do with it. He’ll stand there frozen while you carefully clean blood off his face after a fight, hands hovering like he’s scared to touch you and break you.
- You start leaving little sticky notes on his mirror: “Smile today ❤️”, “I made you lunch, it’s in the fridge”, “I’m proud of you.” He reads them over and over until the paper is soft from handling, then folds them into his wallet like they’re sacred relics.
- When you fall asleep against his side, he sits perfectly still for hours just… watching you breathe. If anyone makes a sound, he will murder them without moving you an inch.
- Calls you “mi luz” in the most reverent tone you’ve ever heard. Sometimes he’ll say it like a prayer while pressing his forehead to yours after a nightmare, shaking, needing to feel that you’re still there and still gentle.
- Has a locked room in his house that no one is allowed in. One day you find out it’s full of candid photos of you smiling, laughing, sleeping—hundreds of them. When confronted, he just shrugs and says “You’re the only beautiful thing I have. I need to keep you forever.”
- If you ever cry (even happy tears), he panics and starts frantically kissing every inch of your face until you laugh again. Your laughter is literally his lifeline.
2p! Prussia – Gilen Beilschmidt
- Gilen (usually withdrawn, self-loathing, and convinced he’s worthless) meets your softness with stunned silence and wide crimson eyes. When you cup his scarred face and tell him he’s kind, precious, irreplaceable—he honestly thinks you’re talking to someone behind him at first.
- Starts following you around like a lost wolf pup. Doesn’t say much, just quietly exists in whatever room you’re in, sitting on the floor beside your chair, head resting on your knee if you let him.
- You discover that if you run your fingers through his hair and hum, he falls asleep within minutes—deep, peaceful sleep he hasn’t had in years. He wakes up clutching your hand like he’s terrified you left while he was unconscious.
- When you praise him (“You’re so strong, but you’re gentle with me, and that makes you the bravest person I know”), his voice cracks and he hides his face in your neck so you don’t see him cry. He will do anything—literally anything—if it means you’ll keep saying things like that.
- Extremely protective in the quiet, lethal way. Someone raises their voice at you? Gilen is suddenly between you and them, sword drawn, shaking with rage.
- Keeps a little notebook where he writes down every single nice thing you’ve ever said to him. Reads it when the darkness in his head gets too loud. The pages are tear-stained and worn soft.
- If you ever call him “mein Ritter” (my knight) while kissing his eyelids, he will fall to his knees and swear eternal loyalty in the most broken, worshipful voice you’ve ever heard. You’ve become his goddess, his salvation, and his reason to keep existing.
All of them go from “what is this sorcery” to “mine, mine, mine, touch her and I will end you and everyone you’ve ever met” at warp speed. Your sweetness doesn’t make them softer toward the world, it makes them twice as feral about protecting (and possessing) the one gentle thing in their life.
Weekend shitposting ✌️
Little dummy dumb dumbersons
And finally...#3
A bunch of 2ps and uh 1p Italy is also there? Don’t ask what I tried with 2p Prussia…also 2p Romano reminds me of Hero from the Omori AU Pursuit design wise. The ones who know will understand 🫠
i didnt know what to do for color so i just made them pink. go my pinklings
well romano the doll version of you never tried to kill him. so he prefers the doll. its as simple as that
Philip's quirk of wanting to be tall isn't a masculinity thing, he just wants to be taller. I can imagine so cause for a while he was living at Spain's house and he was practically the only asian country living there (yes Spain had other asian colonies but those were shortlived and usually were only specific parts of said country).