Your writing has altered my brain chemistry I fear, esp the uniform kink request. So I was wondering if you can do a continuation of it but including Canada, Prussia ,and Denmark? If you can’t that’s totally ok.
﹙୨୧﹚ ˖ uniform kink | hetalia edition
characters : canada , denmark , prussia
tags | suggestive , slight nsfw , uniform fetish/kink (obvs) , rough kissing , short , military bf , minors do not interact
author's note* you can read the previous work here ♡ ALSO format change bc why not
the two of them are sat. they're straddling him while matthieu's back is settled into the corner of the sofa. they're pushing their chest against his own, now bare─well almost. they had just unbuttoned his uniform. they nuzzled their nose into his hair, taking in his natural scent. they put their lips against his neck. "mmm" they hummed. matthieu tilts his head in the opposite direction, allowing them to gain more access to him. they poked their tongue out first then gave his sensitive neck an open-mouthed kiss. matthieu lets out a throaty, satisfactory moan. he lifts his hips, forcing their lower body to move in closer to his. hurry. the warmth of their mouth was making his thoughts incoherent. more...
years of being in the military can make a man's sexual appetite nearly insatiable, especially when the only person he craves is his lover. matthias finally came home to them. his smile widened when he saw them once again. it's been ages. he feels as though it has been far too long since he's kissed them, so that is the very first thing he does. he takes their face in both of his gloved hands, cupping their cheeks, and pressing his mouth onto theirs. he steals a few quick kisses before going in to bite their bottom lip playfully. he parts their lips with his tongue. a low grunt escapes matthias as he realizes he'd much prefer to have them underneath him for easier access. he doesn't even care if his teeth clashes with theirs. he just wants needs them.
they'd been out on a date with a handsome military officer. they were unreasonably nervous around him for the first half of the night due to being intimidated by his striking features. but, as the night went on and the sun had settled behind the mountains, the butterflies in their stomach had flown off. leaving behind a warm, aching feeling of want. desire. officer gilbert beilschmidt had quite the charming accent. it sounded even better right next to their ears. "hier," he placed his cap on their head. now empty handed, he let his hand nestle in between the back of their thigh. he gave it a squeeze. he tilted their chin with just his index finger, making them look him in the face. "now...you get to command me for the rest of the night."
canada + sleepy reader
oh, dearest darling, sleep has not been your friend recently, has it?
it has been one of many early mornings, when your bleak, sleepless eyes stared at the damned ceiling for the nth time.
too many thoughts ran in your mind, being about everything your brain could muster up just to keep you awake.
and it succesfully did.
you tossed and turned, not finding space for yourself, blankets not being in the right way; you feeling too cold or too hot, or pyjamas you wore rubbed your skin just in the most irritating fashion possible -- no matter the reason, you could not find solace.
dark bags already formed under your eyes, being prominent, very much seen.
as physical expression of your restless mind, and past sins haunting, justling memories awake.
felt like terrible turn of faith; even like a punishment at times, insomnia even-more-so unbearably difficult.
birds started to gently chirp away, early morning hours approaching you, as they did.
maybe a little walk wouldn't hurt, you thought.
slowly, sleepy mind working not as they should, you slid off the blankets, cringing from at how cold room felt.
drowsily, you moved towards the closet, sliding out one of your worse coats, meant specifically for the 'lunatic' walks, when your mind got the best of your soul.
clumsily putting it on; you checked the keys and phone, heading out after locking the door.
crispy, cold air hit your lungs like a blessing; mind feeling immediately clearer, as you did. heavy sigh escaped your lips; steps echoing on the empty, frozen pavement.
streets were seemingly abanoned, isolated. very few windows glowed at such unholy hour. you were left alone with your own thoughts and realisations, gazing up at the faded sky.
several stars met your vision, cold breath fading out into hues of early sunset, as seemingly you.
there wasn't much thought behind where and why you headed somewhere, yet your mind led you to the familiar doors several blocks away.
your shaky hands carefully knocked on the front door, as if expecting (but not really) some sort of answer.
yet doors opened, familiar string of curls and soft, sleepy expression meeting your view.
'ma chérie [my darling}, you cannot fall asleep…?', mattieu spoke gently, almost whispering.
just a little nod from you; messy hair and dark circles told more than you could muster at the moment.
mattieu wrapped his hand around girl's smaller shoulders, shooing her inside.
it was too cold outside anyways.
familiar canadian tea filled arches of lungs with special kind of warmth, which you could not find anywhere else.
girl took a last sip, placing porcelain cup carefully down on the table, quietly sighing.
it was quite familiar routine, as mattieu was already comfortably laying on the bed; patting the spot nearby him.
and who you were not to join him?
girl scurried quickly under the warm blankets, laying on mattieu's chest, getting comfortable.
boy ran his soft hands through girl's hair, smooching girl's forehead ever-so-gently.
Writing: - Tre del mattino? Gnocchi al formaggio!; Chapter 3 (... completed and posted!)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
... and this is the final chapter of our little adventure, my lovelies!
Thank you for dining with me, and Feli and Ludi. I really hope you enjoyed your meal. (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ )
Reading:
- Akira, by Katsuhiro Ōtomo (... completed!)
- Dracula, by Bram Stoker
Listening to: Stille Nacht (various artists)
Snacking on: Caramel pop-corn
Extra: Not gonna lie, I'm not at my 100% right now. My brain is all foggy, my mood is under the weather, and I'm finding myself trembling everyday, with no specific cause.
Maybe it's because of extra shifts at work, maybe because of my last medical misadventures, or maybe because the only thing I really want is to lock myself at home to write but... you know, life and stuff...
I've finished publishing "Gnocchi," and I sincerely hope it will be read as a soft and funny story that can bring a smile to you. I think it's the perfect story for a sweet company if you're going through a gray and foggy time like myself. I'd be very happy to know "Gnocchi" has brought comfort and companionship to those who need it (just like I hope for my other stories as well).
Speaking of my other ongoing stories: despite the fatigue, commitments, and everything else, I have to roll up my sleeves and get to work because I'm about to tackle some very intense and complex narrative arcs, especially with "La cosa più pericolosa". The next chapters are sooo difficult, but I promise they're going to be thrilling.
I really hope I'm up to it. ( ◡̀_◡́)ᕤ
Nobody's made a Hetalia fandom positivity blog yet?
Fine...
Temporarily, anyway. I won't make a whole new page, but I don't know, let's have a fandom positivity event or something.
The confession and hot takes blogs can be interesting to read, but they become draining after a while. We need a fandom positivity blog to balance it out.
Soooo...starting now, you can send asks appreciating your fellow Hetalia Tumblr blogs. Artists, writers, ask blogs, whatever. Tell us what about them you like, encourage them, etc.
How long will this event last? I don't know. Let's just say a week for now. If I decide to continue or cut it short I'll make another post about it.
Also, this is just a casual thing. I may forget to check on here some days, so just be patient.
Hi! Maybe HCs of jealousy smex with yandere 2p alpha japan, yandere 2p alpha canada, yandere 2p alpha russia and yandere 2p alpha romano who are jealous that their currently unclaimed and not yet dating beta darling is spending a lot of time with another alpha plz? particularly their non yandere 1p counterpart 👀
Escapism. I’m 100% parcitapiting in escapism.
Also SPICE POST. Please for the love of God if spicy time stuff isn’t for you it’s a great idea to skip this post.
Yandere 2p Canada Mathieu
“Are you sure all he’s said to you is all that’s happened?” He asked you this question for the hundredth time. Even though you weren't lying, it wasn’t enough to convince him that nothing more serious happened between you and his 1p counterpart, Matthew. Even 2p’s can be insanely insecure.
“Yes, Matt, I-” He will grab your swelling boob and mold it to his liking within his hand.
“Ahhh…That hurts don’t you know!” You say in a half whimper half yell. You were doing your best to remain calm and hold your composure. You couldn't understand why he despised Matthew so much. He was essentially harmless as an Alpha and didn’t seem to attract omegas all that often so….
Mathieu grabbed your chin and brought it up to eye level with his.
“Are you sure that’s it?” Half in disbelief half in relief you said those words.
“Yes, but what has gotten you angry this way?”
He’s going to jab a syringe into your neck to make you be in heat like an Omega only an hour or so after it’s reached your veins. (It takes longer since you’re a Beta it takes forever for standard horny pills medicine to really ignite within you.) To torment you, he’ll smoke an entire pack of cigarettes before attempting to relieve you. Even though you’re covered in a layer of sweat, slick and begging for his mercy, Mathieu will have a grand time hearing you gasp his name between suppressed pleasure & blaring pain. The tight ropes tied around your wrists don't make it any easier either. Your legs will be separated by rope too tied tightly to both legs at the back of the cold metal chair.
Once he’s had enough nicotine, he will unleash his cock.
“I can forgive you. Eh? But you will have to please me.” He will grab you by the hair and jam his meat down your throat. Your inability to fully take in his cock without choking amuses him.
He’s going to litter your neck with multiple claiming bites as he rams himself into you numerous times while he thinks about ways that he can harm Matthew for talking and, much worse, hugging you. It sickened him that he could faintly SMELL the bastards' pheromones on you.
Once he finally finishes, he will begin plotting on how to make him pay while thinking of which rope and whips he’d like to use on you when he gets back. He’ll allow for you to rest but he didn’t let you finish to be fully relieved. The meds he poured into your bloodstream have an extremely delayed effect on you. You’ll be left wanting but he won’t provide for a few hours. Mathieu is devious that way.
“Your crimson necklace looks great on you sweets~” He kisses your neck gingerly to help your wounds from his bites heal but also allows his scent to seep deep into your skin.
“Thanks Matthew….but” As you pant through your budding sexual frustration. “If you were so upset by me hanging with Matthew why didn’t you just tell me?”
There will be a long pregnant pause until he can finally bring himself to admit.
“I’m not so great with the emotional stuff Y/N” He leans down closer to your face and whispers ear. “I want you to consider being my forever bonded mate.”
Yandere 2p Japan Kuro
He’s going to be cruel to you in bed. He didn’t appreciate the kind gesture that you did for Kiku.
Kuro is going to be eager to rid you of the stench that his 1p counterpart has. It smells to him too sweet, too weak, to be an Alpha. Regardless he will opt to cum all over you in his way of claiming you and washing you off from any pheromones that Kiku may have left behind while you assisted him in getting to the hospital.
You’re going to be tied to a pole for a great deal of the time that he’s railing you. Every motion that he makes will be filled with rage at your potential Paramore. Your arms are going to hurt from the rope rubbing against your soft skin. Elbows stiff, scratched, and bruised from the force of every time his dick went into you deeper with each thrust. Doing this against a concrete floor also didn’t make it any better. He’ll demand that you shower with him once he’s done ruthlessly fucking you pinned-down doggy style. While he loofas you off with Kao white Body Soap his left hand will be on your right thigh close to your heat. Kuro will towel dry you and caress your freshly washed skin.
You didn’t say a word because you knew him well enough that when he was angry, he needed…no demanded silence. You didn’t want his unbridled rage to be unleashed upon you. You knew all too well his hormones were RAGING, and all he wanted to do was keep you by his side and keep others away.
Didn’t Kiku already notice his scent had fully covered you even though you weren’t official? Weren’t the societal rules already known that you never hit on someone’s mate?
You’ll suddenly feel his hands snake around your throat tightly. Kuro will force your body to the ground as you feel the heat emitting from his constrained cock. He’ll grab a pill bottle that’s meant for Omegas that will make you sick, trippy, and horny. He’s going to use your inebriated state to knot in you a few times. You’ll have to deal with it: the pills chains, rope, whips, and foreplay are for him to reasonably get himself out of his rut . He will want you to beg for his forgiveness.
Of course, Shibari will be involved. He’s going to blindfold you and use the “Sexy Spoon” technique on you. Both of your wrists & upper arms will be tied together. Your thighs will be sweaty and bounded together. Kuro enjoys depriving you of your senses. It makes you more feeble, weak, and subdued by his power.
By the end of the night you’ll need another shower to clean all of your new scratches, bruises, and bites. (You might also have a broken bone or two) By the time Kuro’s completed his third knot within you he’s left off enough steam to not be angry and to talk with you about how he really feels about Kiku and how he never wants him to be around you.
Yandere 2p Romano
The only person on this list who would be gentle with you. However, he will throw a ton of shade at his 1p counterpart from how he dresses to his demeanor, nothing is off the table.
“Mis sweet princessa, why in the world would you want to hang out with trash like that? It’s not like he has any talents or much to offer other than calling people bastards and napping.” While you try to convince him that there is more underneath it all that there is some good. Flavo will pout.
“Y/N honey, come over this way~” His index finger will beckon you.
Flavo will slam you into the couch and kiss you furiously. He knows to use eye contact to reel your heartstrings in. Gentle sex with the occasional love bit here and there will be his motto.
He will prefer to use the sex positions that allow him to look into your eyes as he’ll passionately gasp out the love obsession that he has for you. He will save the missionary as his finishing move as he calms down.
Flavo loves being naked with you while he has one of your thighs being massaged as he penetrates you as he continued, he will give you 101+ reasons as to why Romano sucks, why he’s better, and how much he thinks you are beautiful. His aim is to make you blush as much as possible as he plows into you sweetly.
“So why not stay here and be mine Y/N. I can also help you with outfits on the daily if that will sweeten the deal.” He kisses some of your sweat away as he moves to your forehead, then proceeds to move his lips to your bright red cheeks. His fusha-colored eyes will have a gleam within them that begs you to say yes. If he doesn’t hear an immediate response from you he will begin to trail mini butterfly kisses down your arm all the way to the back of your hand.
“Please Y/N …please?”
Flavo will press you against the wall & thrust into you once more. As your bare chests rub together, igniting a fire that he’ll use to segway to dropping the “L” bomb on you.
“We were always meant to be close to the Meddetian Sea. It will be a sweet fantasy you’ll see.”
Once you finally do say yes Flavo will prep his teeth so he can mark you properly & to ensure that his signature is neat. Next time that Romano sees you he’ll know exactly who you belong to.
Yandere 2p Russia Viktor
Rage that boiled beneath his pale skin never fully showcased itself on his face. He always had an ever-present poker face. The darkened onyx pools of black were glazed over with hate.
Viktor is severely brutal when it comes to jealousy sex. He despises everything about his overly soft & weak counterpart. Having Ivan's musk on you irritates his soul.
(I hope you don’t have anything planned for the next month or two because that’s how much time he’ll need to shake off his frustrated rut.)
You will need to go to the hospital once he’s done with you to attend to your broken bones once he’s done viciously plowing into you.
The rope had made some serious indentations and lacerations in your skin. From your ankles to your wrists & bruised abdomen, you were not able to fare well, only being able to wear a simple but classy. Underneath you were wearing lacy lingerie that he was eager to unveil since he waited awhile for this night to ravish & claim you.
Once Viktor cuts you loose from your restraints, your torture isn’t over just yet. Viktor will lift your flowy black dress & whip your ass 100 times with a whip. During this, the main phrases you’ll hear him repeat:
“Sometimes you must be taught a lesson.”
“This is what though looks like Y/N.”
“You’ll get used to it. You’ll learn.”
Viktor will have you remove your clothes yourself as he watches from the chair you were initially imprisoned in.
“Stop. Don’t take your lingerie off.”
Voyeurism. 100% he loves seeing you suffer at his hand while you have minuscule to no clothing to protect you. Viktor will initially turn the air conditioner on to see your nipples perk up.
When Viktor finally ceases with the tormenting you, he won’t take his clothes off. Viktor will fuck you flat iron style while leaving two distinct marks on both sides of your neck. It’s meant to show Ivan that he’s the only ‘friend’, ‘lover’, and person that you’ll need in your life.
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