#aph switzerland x reader

[brianlesshetaliawritings]

if you're still doing requests- nsfw alphabet with switzerland 👉👈

i am my motivation just doesn't agree if that makes sense and most of my requests i'm either far too ambitious with and keep re-writing or are just not something i'm interested in rn. thank u for handing me an excuse to write about the guy. was an easy and fun write. might have minor errors. very sorry this took a bit ! (also- should i redo the yandere alphabet with him? i feel its REALLY ooc now that i re-read it..)

Switzerland NSFW Alphabet

warnings : nsfw ofc, nothing intense otherwise though. made him dominant here, request again if you want him submissive.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Not the most extra individual, but it's definitely not non-existent or anything. he will be ensuring you're not in pain, not thirsty, not uncomfortable.. He'll probably want to clean up and whatnot though once confirmed that you're all good.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He likes his own eyes, they're always useful and a lot of his activities frequently require good eyesight, which he has. Definitely enjoys his hands too though, he's pretty used to work that requires physical labor so they're helpful too.

He's never said it, but it's easy to tell your thighs and hips are a favorite of his regarding activities such as these. His hands frequently drift there, and so does his line of sight when he thinks you're not looking.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He prefers it inside, just more convenient in his opinion. He'll understand if you want it outside though, then it'll usually just end up somewhere else on your body, no particular areas of interest really.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Although he feels really creepy for doing it, if you gave him literally any shirts, pants, or anything along those lines as a gift, he likely smelt it while jerking off. It just really gets him going, and he hates it (loves it, just won't admit it to himself).

Also, side note, has thought about fucking in the forest. He usually doesn't like risks, but he feels really in his element when out in the woods and his mind can't help but drift to such thoughts.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Unexperienced, but not really dumb to what he should do and the alike. Might secretly read a bit to learn what all he should look out for, or do. Keeps looking away every ten seconds though throughout his research because he's sort of a prude.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Usually goes for Missionary. He's a very simple man, and doesn't like to get too weird when it's up to positions, so it just fits him. Would also be willing to do some other ones though, as long as they aren't too squished or require too much flexibility. It's not like he can't handle either of those, it's just very distracting to him and this is definitely something he likes to focus on.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Not a silly guy in general, even less lighthearted when having sex. Finds it awkward if you make any jokes, but wouldn't mind if you laughed at any accidents or anything like one of you slipping.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Doesn't see the point to shaving that which very few people will ever see, but he also doesn't like being overly hairy. He keeps it trimmed to a shorter length, just seems like a waste of time to do anything more. It's the same colour as his hair too, not even like the slightest difference.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Not overly romantic, but it's the small things he does that shows his affection. Always keeps an eye out to make sure you're comfortable, has a tendency to adjust you without asking just to be sure you're in a nice spot. Still embarrased to kiss you, by the way.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Only when he finds it neccessary. Switzy is a rather prudent man, and sexual activity doesn't really land on his mind that often. Sometimes though, he does have those straying thoughts. Ones he has to handle himself. Ones he internally punishes himself for, but exist nevertheless.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Sorta likes the idea of outdoor sex. Just scared of getting caught, is all. He's very much a fan of nature, and he's spent lots of time in it. He largely prefers it there over cities any day of the week. So maybe on some of his property, further out, after he's scoped the whole area and put a million "no trespassing" signs up. (And likely brought a gun.. Just incaese.)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Bedroom, usually. Bathroom, occasionally. Elsewhere, in your dreams. Too horrified at the idea of his sister coming to visit him just to get scarred for life. Hates to do anything outside his/your own home, ignoring the above section of course (when he gets brave enough to test that out).

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

As I might've mentioned earlier, he loves your thighs and hips. Size doesn't matter, scarring doesn't matter.. HE JUST LOVES THEM! If visible, they instantly catch his attention, and sort of distract him. Only a teensy bit though, he's not gawking at you or anything.. Also likes it if you give him lots of big kisses while you rub him up. Anywhere on his body too, really, it's his favorite thing. (Even more- he loves if you squeeze his butt. He might huff a bit if you do, but trust, he secretely adores it.)

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything that risky. In any way you can think of. Literally all forms of risks are a major no for him. Physically risky, reputation risky.. All of them.

Also, anything gross. Won't go along with watersports, emetophilia.. Anything along those lines are a no-no for him. Would completely wreck his mood.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Sort of nervous on recieving oral? Not really for himself too, he just doesn't want you to feel physical discomfort or choke or anything.. It's not really his thing. Totally up for giving, though. You might not expect it, but he's actually rather big on giving. Would honestly be satisfied if that's all you two do for the night.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He tends to gear towards a happy medium pace most of the time (exceptions can be made..). Sensual isn't really a word to describe it, nor is it rough. Not harsh, but not fluid. He feels if he goes rough he'll hurt you, and that's really not something he wants. But if he goes slow it just makes him feel shy, if that makes sense. It gives you the opportunity to really focus in on him, and he isn't exactly talkative in sex either outside simple questions and the alike, so it makes him feel awkard. A speed that's gentle but not too calm.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He's not a fan, and he'll rarely ever agree to go along with them. If he does though, then those are the times that the exceptions mentioned above happen. Though, admittedly, even though he isn't neccessarily a fan, he doesn't hate them.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Okay, unlike above, he's actually a real hater of risks. And there's really no elaborating on it either, as it's pretty much already been covered. Will not agree to risks.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

While usually he tends to try and keep it at one to three rounds, he can do more. He's a physically abled man, and has quite a bit of stamina due to all the training he does and the alike. If he really wanted to he could go for.. Five? Probably could do seven, but he's just not that much of a sex fanatic, so that won't really happen.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Would never buy any. Why get such a thing if he's already equipped with parts for this activity? Might be willing to try some simpler things though, if you get it. Don't expect him to go for any BDSM stuff though, that's just really not his thing.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Not at all. He simply doesn't have the patience for it. Teasing him does get you somewhere though, if you're interested. Just don't expect him to humor you for too long.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Tries to be as silent as possible. Naturally, he isn't that noisy anyways, but it still embarrasess him. Panting, grunting. Maybe lower-sounding very muffled whimpering (only if you work to get it out of him).

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Has considered jealousy sex.. On multiple occassions. Only racked up the courage for it once. Just finds it too silly and stupid to do it any other time.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Uncut, six inches. His pubic hair is a slightly darker blond, but similar to his hair. Only keeps it trimmed since he just doesn't get the point to shaving. Too much drama for something that doesn't really cause any difference besides aesthetics.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Not high. It's non-existant, supposedly. It's mostly just due to the fact he chooses to ignore it instead of actually indulging himself in sexual pleasure though! Realistically, it's likely just a bit below average.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

If he does go to sleep afterwards, it's likely after a couple of hours. He has a few things to do beforehand so he won't get to it immediately. Would definitely stick with you for a bit after you fall asleep though, even if he himself decides to not rest.

[merbear25]

says requests open, so... begging for breeder russia! a. and maybe breeder swiss too if you can

Hey, hey! Your begs have been heard! Haha, thank you for sending this in! It was fun writing for both of them. I hope you enjoy what I've written for you 💜💜

CW: NSFW, MDNI, fem!reader, headcanons, established relationship

Having a breeding kink (Russia, Switzerland)

Russia

This man would have this desire, the need to see you swollen with his child buried deep within. He didn’t want to scare you away, so he kept such fantasies hidden.

Each moment spent with you caused these feelings to rattle within him. Threatening to show you the depth of his borderline obsession.

He wouldn’t dare cum in you without having your full consent. After all, he’d want you to desire it as much as he did; any chance of you getting upset from falling pregnant would shatter his heart into millions of pieces.

You were someone he held near and dear to his heart, only wishing to give you the world.

Yet, these fantasies were proving to be far greater than he ever anticipated. Eventually, he sat you down bashfully explaining how much he yearned to play them out. 

His voice was soft, hinting at his fragility. Of course, the thought of having a child with him had crossed your mind a few times, but it wasn’t something you’d considered all that deeply. And yet, you couldn’t deny the warmth spreading over you as he explained how perfect he thought you were, and that there was no one he’d rather have a family with.

Once you agreed to allowing him to live this out, there was no going back. There was no preparing you for the beast you’d just unleashed.

The amount of time you spent gripping at the sheets significantly increased. Each session left you feeling battered, completely spent and breathless.

Some days he wouldn’t even stop after cumming inside you. His fingers pumping his sperm back into your pussy relentlessly, your choked cries and grunts were music to his ears—a symphony he hoped would never end.

Switzerland

Taking care of a child meant having all of the necessities it would need well ahead of time. He didn’t think he would ever be in the position to meet these standards let alone even consider having said child.

However, you were the most precious thing to have ever graced his life. He wasn’t the most intune with his emotions, but he couldn’t ignore the growing want to see you mothering his children.

The image of the two of you sitting in the garden on a lovely spring day with you holding your baby, sharing a laugh when the child made a silly sound: it was becoming more and more prominent in his mind and more difficult to ignore.

When he brought it up, he was as red as a tomato. His arms were crossed and his gaze averted, even though his tone remained stern.

He couldn’t control how quickly his heart was pounding. Despite your love for each other, there was still a chance of being rejected.

To his surprise, you welcomed the idea without a second thought. As you shared your own ideas of the family you could have, he could feel his chest tightening.

Prior to agreeing to it, your sex life with him was usually tender and loving. It still was but now was amplified.

He was a gentle and selfless lover, fully set on filling your needs in the bedroom: peppering you with kisses, caressing your body as he thrusted in you, deepening your kiss as you both crept closer to orgasm.

You were perfect and your child would be too. Neither of you would have to worry about a thing with him around—you’d be protected forever and always.

[appleandsnow]

Vash and Walks

You're taking a walk with Vash after tea.

Sometimes you wonder if it would be awkward to compliment all the natural beauty around you.

It was, after all, all part of Switzerland.. so would complimenting nature be the equivalent of complimenting his appearance?

It was a strange thought and even stranger to ask, so, instead you hold his hand and squeeze it twice - a gesture you had come to share.

He blushes and gives you two squeezes back

[alfredosauce50]

Method to my madness [Yandere! Switzerland x reader]

Word count: 4,144 Warning: NSFW content later in the fic. There will be a warning line before it starts, and another line to indicate its conclusion. So skip it if you don’t want to read it.

Synopsis: As a stereotypical Swiss, he never did anything unplanned and worshipped punctuality. But when it comes to you, he’d throw that all away and show up to your door unannounced. In another country. And in the middle of the school term. Why? Because he can. Because he doesn’t trust your neighbors, your raunchy one in particular. He was the polar opposite to him—lazy, sloppy, and disorganized. So when he tries to invite you to a party, Basch makes it a point to stop you from going—even if that entails doing exactly what he accused him of. The reader is referred to as she/her.

Crunching numbers occurred to him like second nature. Anything that could be explained in a book, he understood like the back of his hand. In fact, he didn’t have much trouble doing anything at all, but when it came to you, every fiber of his being would clam up. His infallible logic betrayed him like he never had any in the first place. Now was one of those times as he boarded a flight bound for California. 

As he made himself comfortable in his seat, he gave the passengers around him a quick study. Already, they were stripping themselves of their outer layers. Windbreakers, jackets, coats, you name it. A middle-aged man removed his hoodie to reveal a T-shirt underneath, and with big, bold letters spelled ‘USA’, which popped out around his belly as if to emphasize it. A single thought occurred to him as he looked away with furrowed brows. Tourists.

They had their fun, and were on their way home, starting with preparing for the sweltering heat of Californian Summer. He folded his arms together and sank into his chair. He’d remove his knit later. At the moment, he had a more pressing issue in his hands. What was he supposed to say when he’d show up at your door without notice? 

Hi, I felt a dire need to visit you all the way in America in the middle of your semester when I heard you were living in a dorm. But that’s not all. It would’ve been fine until you sent me a selfie with a guy in the background holding a peace sign. Then that other photo showing a different guy using your toaster. Which implies that there are numerous guys living with you. In other words, people I don’t trust alone with you. 

So here I am. 

Surely, that wouldn’t fly. 

You’d known him as a man who had his whole life planned out in a diary. And this was hardly planned. It was spontaneous, even. Basch Zwingli, the stereotypical Swiss who looked at the clock for things to do, was being spontaneous? Hell may as well freeze over at this point. To say this would surprise you was given, but he didn’t see anything wrong with this, per se. He probably would’ve done this to Lilli, but the thing was, he wouldn’t have ever let her study abroad by herself in the first place. 

She was his baby sister, but you weren’t. And that was probably why he was at your doorstep. He couldn’t oppose your choice of study, but he could sure as hell be part of it. 

He knocked a few times. He could barely make out the faint ‘just a second!’, but the sound of the voice was so familiar, he froze up. But that wasn’t quite right. Hearing Lilli’s voice never made him feel this way. The door creaked open to reveal a less than presentable girl in her pajamas, an oversized shirt, and she had the messy bed hair to go with it. 

And when you saw who your visitor was, the droop in your eyes disappeared. 

“Basch!? Oh my god--what are you--” You could barely talk as disbelieving laughs fell from your lips. “I can’t believe it’s you! I almost couldn’t recognize your face because I didn’t expect you at all!” Reaching out to give him a tight embrace, he returned the gesture with a gentler hug. 

His arms were slow to wrap around your form, but to even have your affection reciprocated at all spoke volumes of how he was feeling. It had been nearly half a year since he saw you last, and to realize he was spoiling himself with an unannounced visit sent chills down his spine. He really was pushing the envelope with this one. But he had a gut feeling he wouldn’t regret this at all. 

When you pulled away, he caught you gleaming at him with the brightest of smiles. It was so infectious, he felt a light tugging at his lips. “Well, I’m here if that convinces you.”  

You grinned. “What are you even doing here? My break doesn’t start until a month later! But I can say this is a good time you caught me in. I only have one more final to pull through.” Pulling him into your humble abode, you barely made it into the hallway when you failed to hear the sound of wheels. So you paused. “... Basch, where’s your stuff?” 

Confusion contorted at your expression, but you looked more worried than anything. It would’ve made sense if he was planning to stay at a hotel, but that wasn’t possible. He’d rather sleep on the ground than spend hundreds of dollars for accommodation, and what was the point of visiting if he wasn’t under the same roof as you? He tensed up as he confronted how truly out of character he’d been acting. 

Shit. Even he was shocked that he failed to bring the most fundamental of things for this trip. When he bought his ticket, nothing went through his mind besides the need to see you. It took up so much of his brain, it managed to block out the concept of a suitcase. Packing for a trip that was to last for months. How was he supposed to explain himself? “... They lost my suitcase on the way here.” Perfect. 

Your lips formed an ‘o’ shape as you nodded in understanding. “Ah, that’s too bad. I’m sure they’ll find it for you, though. Otherwise, they’re gonna have one hell of a lawsuit.” 

“... But where’s Lilli?”  

Why was his sister not with him when they were practically sewed together by the hip? And for such an important visit, no less. But he came prepared in case you’d ask. “Lilli’s not here because she had school. And I saw that tickets were the cheapest during this time so I decided to come early.” 

At the sound of that, any traces of worry left your face and you burst into a fit of laughter. 

“Of course you did, you cheapskate. I was always wondering which trait of yours was the strongest, but now I know.” Blood rushed up to his cheeks and he forced himself to look away. But when he felt your hands settle on his shoulders, he slowly turned to you. He didn’t even know if he was supposed to regret that action, because in that very second, he realized he was wrapped around your finger. 

“I’m just kidding, Basch. There’s nothing wrong with saving money. And if that means you get to visit early, I’ll love you for it.” You cracked a tender smile at him this time around, and seeing that look on your face while listening to you talk had him wondering if he was even breathing at that point. 

It was almost terrifying how easily he could lose his head around you. And he thought he had a good one on his shoulders. Everyone did. How come he could barely even think straight when it came to you?   

“... Right.” He tipped his head forward to let his bangs fall in front of his face. It was a gesture that was almost shy in nature, but his action revealed a small ponytail on the back of his head, which of course, stole your attention away in an instant. 

You gasped to emphasize the discovery. “Aw, did you tie your hair up? It looks so good! Everyone’s gonna be asking about you now!” Giving him a teasing elbow, you watched his expression morph into dismay. “Hey, I promise it’s a good kind of curiosity. College has us all swarmed and we’re dying for something out of the ordinary. My friends will be excited to meet you!” 

“Why, because I’m… European?” 

“Are you asking that because I complimented your hair?” He heard a soft snort from you. “I’m from the same town as you, dummy. I think I’d count as European as well. But that’s probably what they’ll be so interested about.” That was right. “If they find out about you, they won’t stop asking about if we’re… You know what.” Your voice strained a little and you looked embarrassed, even.

He blinked. For someone so high-strung about you, he could sometimes miss the key points. 

“I’m having a hard time following. About what?” 

You sighed and pushed his cheeks together to muffle his words. “Why do you always have to make me say everything, hm? They’ll obviously ask if we’re dating. You’ve never met them because they always go elsewhere during the break, but everyone will be here this time.” 

By everyone, he assumed that included peace-sign guy and toaster-leeching guy. Immediately, he frowned with the most potent kind of disdain he ever felt. To think they spent most of the year with you was almost disheartening. But he didn’t need to remind himself they were the reason he was here. Basch could admit he was an oblivious person at times, but he wasn’t ignorant to the promiscuous sex life in college. The men here were wolves, so he had to see for himself if he could really leave you alone here. 

But he had a feeling he wouldn’t be leaving your side anytime soon. 

If that was going to give your friends the wrong idea, or perhaps, the right idea about you two, then so be it. He even wanted them to assume things. Even if he didn’t think much of it, flying all the way here for an impromptu visit was more than enough to get mouths moving. 

He had yet to be on the same page as them. To realize that maybe, what he was doing wasn’t because you were like a little sister to him--like Lilli--someone to be protected. Or rather, someone he had strong feelings for. But given enough time around these so-called friends of yours, he’d learn it the hard way. And who better to press his buttons than your raunchy next-door neighbor? 

The day after his unexpected arrival, he’d encounter this very neighbor who found the leisure in swinging by for a visit. Basch had his hands full with dishes in the sink when a few knocks were heard. He was generous enough to make lunch and clean up, though you had to wonder if doing chores was how he’d repay the debt from all the things you had to buy for him. 

He never moved from where he stood as he could already hear you scrambling to answer the door. When it creaked open, a low and playful laugh greeted you. “There’s my girl.” My what now? Turning his head to the newcomer, he felt a pang of annoyance when he saw a man lean in from the doorframe. Said man reached out to give your hair an affectionate ruffle, and immediately, Basch decided he didn’t like him. 

“Mornin’. Did ya eat yet? I was gonna go to a cafe for some grub. The one that has those killer vegan pancakes. Wanna come with?” 

You hummed in disappointment. “Sorry, Al. I just ate. Maybe if you came in a little earlier, I would’ve been able to come.” Placing your hands on your hips, you placed emphasis on what you later added. “It’s two.” 

No, he hated him. From that brief exchange and study of his physical appearance, he knew he was practically the polar opposite of him. A lazy,  good-for-nothing slob. He had two full sleeves of tattoos. Piercings decorated one of his eyebrows, and as he spoke, he saw a small silver ball on his tongue. His fiery red hair wasn’t even long, but it was still unkempt as if he just rolled out of bed and didn’t bother checking the mirror. But then again, he did greet you with ‘morning’. Basch tightened his ponytail and made his way over to you, disgruntled. “...”

Sensing his presence by your side, you patted him on the back. “This is Basch, by the way. The friend I told you about.” When you exchanged looks with Basch, your smile faltered when you saw his expression. He looked almost upset, though you hadn’t the faintest idea why. 

You figured you’d ask later. 

The stranger was fast to acknowledge him, and with great enthusiasm at that. “Ohh, you’re the dude who flew over from Finland or something!” His striking ruby eyes widened with fascination, and he was grinning from ear to ear. “Wow, you’re pretty high-strung bout’ her, aren’t you? Makes the two of us.”  

High-strung about you? Of course, he was--whatever the hell that meant. “... Switzerland.” The blonde clarified, to where Allen merely shrugged. “Close enough.” 

While you laughed off his playful jibes and apparent forgetfulness, Basch couldn’t humor him. Between him and your neighbor, they were probably completely serious about the high-strung bit. He could tell in that brief side-eye Allen gave him, almost as if he was trying to stir some kind of reaction. 

So be it. Two could play at this game. Unbeknownst to your raunchy friend, Basch could be just as outspoken. 

“Anyways--” Rolling his head to you, Allen shot you an expectant look. “So… What’s your answer, doll? To the party this Friday? Is it a yes or a yes?” 

“She’s not going.”

Your lips separated agape to answer, but he beat you to it. His invitation was shot down just like that. Shock widened your eyes and you gawked at Basch. You knew how protective he could get, exceedingly so, but it never got to the point of canceling plans without discussion. 

“What do you mean, I’m not going? Basch, it’s fine!” You exasperated, but his only response was to squeeze your hand. 

Something was wrong, for sure. 

“... Yeah, it’s not like anything‘s gonna happen. Not when I’m around. So what’s the big idea, man?” Allen folded his arms disapprovingly. A shrewd light glinted in his eyes when he was struck with an idea. “If you’re so worried, you can just come with. Even though you’re not her boyfriend—”

Basch felt himself go red in the face. From both anger and mortification—because Allen was right. 

“... Fine. I will go with her.” He relented, albeit reluctantly. Hardening his stare at the tanned figure, someone who sounded more persistent than he liked, he let his tongue slip. “And it doesn’t matter I’m not her boyfriend. I’m still her best friend, and I care about her more than you do.”

It was a given from how long you’ve been this close to him. But that didn’t change the fact blurting that out was unlike him. It left you in a blushing tizzy to hear him explicitly say those things, and you grew hyper-aware of his iron grip on your hand. 

Being protective was one thing. But when was he possessive? 

Allen laughed. “Yeah, yeah. You can flex that label all you want.” Making a move to leave by turning his feet, his lips curled up into a mischievous smirk. “I don’t want it. Not when a better label’s up for grabs. Boyfriend. Has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?”

Shooting you a wink to reduce you into a stuttering mess, he took his leave. 

And when he did, Basch lost his shit. 

“How long have you been friends with that guy? Can’t you see he’s just trying to get into your pants? He’ll probably stop being so nice to you once he does!” He fumed, taking both your hands into his as if to secure you in place. But really, you weren’t going anywhere. Not when you were about to receive the biggest lecture of your life. “You can’t hang around people like that, (F/N). You can’t trust him.”

You hung your head as a frown downturned your features. There was some truth to his words, especially when the man he spoke so ill of was a fairly new friend of yours. It was a shame to say the least because you did like having him around, but that wasn’t the biggest concern of yours at the moment. “You’re right… Kinda… I just really liked him as a friend, so I didn’t wanna say no…”

That didn’t come out right.

He thinned his lips as a grim expression contorted at his face. “... Did he do anything to you?”

You shook your head profusely. “No! God, no, of course not! Sorry, I put it weirdly. Nothing happened, really.”

Basch sighed, reaching out to pinch the bridge of his nose. 

His bangs fell over his eyes to hide them. He couldn’t remember the last time he was this worked up over you, over a guy at that, but then again, he was beginning to suspect there was a little more to it than that. “... Okay. So are you gonna go to the party?”

“I don’t know. But I’ll probably go if you come with me, so…” With your free hand, you held onto the hem of his shirt. When he caught sight of the look you had on your face, he stopped breathing all over again. “I can tell something’s wrong with you. You looked really upset just then, and it’s not like you to just snap like that.”

He released you to dig through his hair, loosening the once tight strands pulled back in his ponytail. 

That was right. Since when was he so possessive? 

So jealous? 

He bit his lip and looked positively defeated. As he fixated on the ground to avoid your gaze, he felt your hand gently cup his cheek, forcing him to look up at you. “It’s not like you to suddenly show up out of the blue, either. So tell me, why did you actually come here?”

Basch furrowed his brows and screwed his eyes shut. “... I don’t know. I just wanted to see you. That’s all.” You softened your gaze at that, feeling your chest swell up with warmth. He was always brutally honest, but he was more ambiguous when it came to how he felt. 

So to hear him admit his troubles so easily had you almost worried about him.

As if he sensed this worry, he offered you a small smile of reassurance. 

“Don’t worry about me. I swear there’s nothing wrong.”

Or that was what he wished, at least, because he was far from okay. 

To make things worse, Allen wasn’t patient enough for today because he dropped by two more times after meeting Basch for the first time. Nearly a week had passed since then. This only proved his suspicions—that all he wanted was to get in your pants—and it left Basch positively restless. So restless that he couldn’t leave you alone.

It was finally Friday, and you were in your room browsing for outfits for the night. The man was sleeping like a log in your bed, and after a few unsuccessful attempts at waking him up, you decided to change with him in the room. How he ended up in your sheets wasn’t anything out of character, per se. 

In the previous few days, he followed you around everywhere you went. That, you were perfectly fine with, but sleeping in your bed? He was pushing it. Despite your valiant efforts to get him back into the guest room, it was unparalleled to his own determination. What could you say? He was as stubborn as a mule. That statement would manifest into reality as he stirred awake. 

Sitting up with the worst bed hair you’d ever seen, you found yourself covering your chest instinctively as he stared dead into your eyes with his own drooping ones. “Basch! Sorry, um, I couldn’t wake you so I decided to just…” Blood rushed up to your cheeks as he continued to stare, wordlessly. “Basch?” 

You watched him slide off the mattress and saunter over. Holding your wrists and lowering them, he exposed your bra, but he never gave you the chance to complain. Instead, he loomed his head over yours and glowered at you. “You’re not going.” 

Goosebumps pricked all over your skin when his hot breath fanned over your lips, and you were much too taken aback by his closeness to object. In fact, his face was so close, his nose was brushing against yours. “Wait, what are you--” Your whispers were cut off abruptly when he sealed your mouth with his. 

He was kissing you. Albeit innocently as he parted frequently, pecking your lips over and over again. As gentle as he was, he still left you breathless, but flustered and confused all the same. But you didn’t have the heart to push him off you as your mind raced with questions. Why was he doing this? Had he always felt this way? There was a tenderness in his touch that told you he had. 

But why didn’t he ever tell you? 

When he finally parted, he kept his forehead pressed against yours. “Just tell him you’re not interested.” He frowned. “Say you already have a boyfriend. I’ll pretend if I have to.”  

Because he’d been denying it. 

“But--” Basch kissed you again, leaving a silvery strand of saliva connecting your lips as he parted. Your chest was rising and falling in a fervent manner as you struggled to breathe--the same plight he’d been facing for a while. Frankly speaking, you were at a loss from how much control you let him have over you. But you never tried to push him away. At this point, the throbbing in your chest had completely shattered your resolve. “--why are you kissing me if we’re pretending? There’s nobody here but us.” 

His cheeks reddened before he tugged you along to your bed. Seating you on his lap, he attached his hands to your waist and squeezed it, making you yelp out in surprise. “If you’re letting me kiss you, then how are we pretending?” You blushed at that, realizing you had just as much of a part to blame. 

Leaning in at that, he fanned his breath over your lips. “It just means it’s real.” 

He still wasn’t processing the weight of his actions and just how out of line he was acting. But then again, he never did either of those things when it came to you. And it wasn’t like you were stopping him, either. So really, you were just as guilty for letting things go out of hand. Though you had to wonder if this was how things were supposed to be, especially when you continued kissing him in his lap.

*NSFW content ahead*

Said kissing escalated along with the heat of your bodies, all until he had his tongue in your mouth. 

He never realized how much he’d wanted this until he had you under him, squeezing his neck as he left lovebites all over yours. Then, he made his way down to your shoulder and collarbones, chewing on your flesh until he memorized the taste of you. But he couldn’t say he was satisfied. Not until he truly crossed your boundaries and went all the way. 

That was where this was going, after all.

Rather than going to that party Allen invited you to, you spent the whole night having sex with Basch. To say it was a psychedelic experience was an understatement.

As he held you down to make love to you, letting his arousal curve deep into your walls at every strong thrust he gave, he had you writhing in pleasure so good, the last remnants of your sound mind were completely destroyed. So while you would’ve been fussing about the fact he didn’t use any protection, you couldn’t, not when he fucked you silly.

To him, this was a culmination of everything he wanted. To have you for himself. And this rampant desire was so potent, it inundated him. Tugging apart the strands that held his self-control and reason together, he lost his head. 

You never imagined he’d be so energetic and reckless in bed, even cumming inside you, twice, on purpose, when he was always so high-strung about safety. But as you found yourself on his thighs again, trembling as you sunk down to the base of his cock, you could watch him unravel with all sorts of animated expressions you’d never seen before. 

Desperation, lust, and an aggressive infatuation as he bounced you on his imposing member. Bringing you close so he could bite your ear, you could hear the shivering in his breathing as he held back his moans. “You drive me so fucking crazy sometimes...” He whispered. 

*NSFW content ends*

That was the first time you ever heard him curse, too. So maybe, you really were driving him crazy. This would become more apparent the next morning as he slept in past noon, something he hadn’t done in years. 

And depending on if you’d remember or not, he’d buy you some morning-after pills. 

Because something happening wasn’t a big concern of his. 

In fact, it excited him.

[alitaimagines]

request: “I’m in a Switzerland mood so bear with me here, LMFAO. this is my small blurb on him bc I love this clown.” 

character: vasch zwingli

fandom: hetalia 

song recommendations: I actually don’t have one this time so pick a song of your choosing! 

you walked behind Alfred as he wrote down everything that you needed to remember for the world meeting you were attending with him. being a micro-nation (pick a country of your choosing) and basically being ran by the blond himself, you were like his second handed assistant. 

“uh Alfred, remember that Arthur wants to talk to you about something before the meeting,” you reminded him as he perked up, “awesome! I’ll go find him. go find our seats and I’ll meet you there,” Alfred exclaimed before running off. 

the two of you thought of each other as siblings so sometimes, all you could do was laugh at his antics. you knew that you had a few minutes to spare before the meeting was supposed to start so you made your way to find the nearest coffee cart. 

the hotel that was hosting the meeting luckily a Starbucks inside of it. you wobbled your way to the conference room, stumbling into the room as a few assistants gave you a smile before pointing to your seat. 

just as you found your seat, you realized someone was sitting down in it. you gave the girl a small smile as she returned it. 

“hi sweetie, I’m ( your name ), I believe you’re in my seat,” you mentioned as you noticed her name tag was two seats over, “Lichtenstein, right?” you asked as she nodded her head excitedly. 

you helped her move her things to her seat before she sat down next to you, “I’ve never heard of you before!” she exclaimed, “yeah, I’m a smaller country. I’m also here with Alfred,” you explained. 

Lily opened her mouth to speak before she got interrupted, “Lilly, who are you with?” you heard someone say. you jumped in your seat, clutching your heart from fear as Lilly smiled, “oh, this is my friend ( your name )! I accidentally sat in her seat.” 

you looked to see Switzerland staring down at you, “ah Vash, I apologize,” you quickly said as he just continued to stare at you, “agh, shit, Gilbert’s coming” you muttered as you looked over at who was approaching you. 

you had a slight past with the Prussian who was approaching you. the two of you didn’t quite date but you knew he had an interest in you and whenever he seen you, he never let you go. 

“fuck,” you whispered before looking at Lilly, “hey, want to get a coffee? I’ll pay it,” you basically screamed as Lilly looked over to Vash for approval. 

he nodded before muttering that he would come along, just to watch over Lilly. Vash was able to tell you were running away from the Prussian and he knew better than anyone how annoying Gilbert was. 

“why are you running from Prussia?” Lilly asked innocently. you couldn’t help but laugh, “it’s a long story. one I’m sure Vash won’t appreciate if I told you,” you whispered. 

Lilly gave you a big smile, “I like you. we’re friends now, right?” she asked naively. you nodded, “of course! everyone needs a friend, right?” you replied as Lilly turned around to look at Vash. 

“big brother! look! we’re friends now!” Vash nodded as he stood outside of the Starbucks while you bought Lilly her drink, “he is always looking at you this way?” you asked Lilly as you nudged to Vash. 

Lilly nodded as she took a sip of her drink, “yeah, he’s always like that. he’s my big brother so I understand!” you nodded as two of you finally met up with Vash again. 

as you and Lilly continued to talk, Vash was a little more than surprised for two reasons. he had never Lilly so talkative with someone before and secondly, for someone so close to Alfred, he couldn’t imagine how you were so well put together and not as obnoxious. 

“well, I’ll see you after the meeting, okay?” you told her as you sat in your seat. Lilly nodded as she sat down in hers. Vash was in the middle of the both of you as Alfred finally arrived. 

even though Vash didn’t bother to put his business where it didn’t belong, every so often, he would turn to look over at you. Vash couldn’t lie to himself. you were very cute. if he was ever to put a label on his perfect partner, it would be someone like you. quiet, reserved, and someone who got along with Lilly. 

he was also able to tell that Gilbert kept staring over at you. Although Gilbert unlike himself made it quite noticeable that he was looking over at you. every time Vash heard Alfred mention that Gilbert wanted to talk to you, you would start to gag. 

once the meeting was over, you pulled your backpack and started putting your things into it. 

“tell Gilbert to fuck off, better yet, tell him to finally disappear,” you told Alfred as Vash couldn’t help but laugh. you turned over to him and smiled, “woah, feisty are we?” Alfred mentioned as you gave him a threatening look. a look to shut up. 

just as you were about to head over to Lilly, Gilbert managed to finally catch up with you, “babe!” Gilbert yelled you as you stood stiff and let him hug you, “what? what could you possibly want, Gilbert?” you stated as you tried shoving him off. 

“what about that date you promised me?” you started laughing as you grabbed your backpack, “yeah fucking right! trust me, I have things to do and those things don’t involve you,” you explained. 

Vash watched as Gilbert looked at you with a confident smile, “without me? what are you doing without the awesome me?” he asked. Vash knew it was his time to interfere so you could get out of the situation, “are you ready? Lilly wanted to invite you to have dinner with us.” 

you perked up at his offer, “of course. see that, Gilbert? that’s what I’m doing without you,” you mocked as Gilbert stood in place, a bit upset that you denied him so harshly. 

“I didn’t know she was so close with him!” Gilbert exclaimed to Alfred. all Alfred did was shrug, “I didn’t either. sorry bro, you lost your chance,” Alfred mentioned as he walked towards Denmark. 

“so, where are we having dinner Lilly?” you asked her as you watched her face contort to confusion, “remember you mentioned that we should go out to dinner!” Vash said as he tried to give Lilly a signal to follow along. 

luckily Lilly understood what he was implying and smiled, “there’s this cute restaurant down the street. we could go there!” you nodded as you realized that carrying all these things to a restaurant would cause you trouble, “would you guys mind if I met you there? I have to drop all of my things off in my room,” you told Vash. 

“I’ll help you take your things,” Vash stated as he grabbed your two backpacks and followed you to your room. you gave him a smile which caused him to blush, “you’re so sweet, Vash. thank you so much!” you mentioned. 

Lilly felt like squealing as she realized that Vash actually liked you. liked you more than the average country that is. 

after Vash helped put your things in your room, the three of you walked to the restaurant. the evening had a slight breeze in the summer air as you and Lilly talked all the way until you arrive. 

you had to give it to Lilly, the restaurant was pretty cute and it didn’t seemed too crowded. Vash ended up asking for a table on a balcony, which you knew would be included in the bill. it surprised you that Vash was willing to have dinner considering how tight he held his money. 

the food was pretty good and managed to make all three of you full to the point where you couldn’t breath. as you and Vash split the bill, knowing you couldn’t leave him with such a hefty amount to pay, you noticed how tired Lilly looked. 

“want a piggyback ride until we arrive at the hotel?” you asked her. Lilly nodded as she hopped onto your back and immediately laid her head on your shoulder. it didn’t take long for her to pass out, “we can drop her off in our room and I’ll walk you back to your room,” Vash said as you arrived to the hotel. 

you nodded as the elevator took you up to the floor, luckily that your room was only in the floor above theirs. after you silently laid Lilly down on the bed and Vash tucked her in, the two of you walked up towards your room. 

“thanks for everything, Vash, I appreciate it,” you said as you gave him a smile. he nodded as he watched you put the hotel card in the slot to open the door, “we should do this again,” Vash mentioned. 

you turned around and nodded, “of course. I’m sure Lilly would love to have dinner again,” you watched as Vash struggled to say something. he took a moment before he spoke up again, “I was thinking this time it could be without her.” 

your eyes widened at what he was indicating, “oh, of course! Lilly has my number. text me when you want to have dinner or something!” you replied happily. 

Vash nodded as he tried to suppress his smile, “I will. I’ll see you later?” you nodded as you noticed him about to walk away. you grabbed his arm and pulled him in for a quick kiss on the cheek, “I’ll be waiting on the text. have a nice night, Zwingli,” you whispered before finally entering your room. 

Vash immediately went red in the face as he gave himself a mental high five. now all he had to do was actually tell Lilly he had a date with someone. he knew that would gain a major squeal from her but this was one of the rare times he didn’t mind it. 

ALITA 

[erina-writes-headcanons]

Hetalia: Eastern Europe and Central Europe Masterlist

Hello Everyone, This is the Masterlist of my planned post and the link to the post of the scenarios. You also can see some of the symbols below. Also, starting now. I also accept headcanons and scenarios for 2p Hetalia other than just 1p Hetalia.

🌹: Smut

🥀: Angst

🍭: Fluff

😂: Comedy

🧐: Random

🧸: Domestic

😐: Non-Specified

🗡️: Gore/Yandere

❤️: Romantic

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Eastern Europe

Belarus

Trying To Be Romantic To Make Their S/O Notice❤️🍭🧸

Ukraine

- Empty -

Romania

- Empty -

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Central Europe

Swiss

- Empty -

Hungary

Prank Called by their P/O as a Friend🧐😂😐

Reaction to Prussia Adopting Latin🧐🧸

Austria

When S/O Have a Nightmare🥀🍭

Trying To Be Romantic To Make Their S/O Notice❤️🍭🧸

Reaction to Prussia Adopting Latin🧐🧸

Poland

-Empty-

Prussia

S/O Asking him out (Male Reader)🧐🍭

Reuniting Their S/O for a Long Time🥀🍭

Celebrating their S/O Birthday (Part Four)🍭❤️

Prank Called by their P/O as a Friend🧐😂😐

Tall S/O who Charges Them when They are Distracted😂🧐

Reaction to Prussia Adopting Latin🧐🧸

[clearest-skys]

Tw: yandereish behaviours, alight gaslighting, gun fucking

Vasch clicked the gun. Startled, you shrieked. The gun was deep inside of you, Vasch fucking you with his gun. Trembling, you leaned and held onto Vaschs arms.

“Awwh, scared, are you?” He cooed. “Don’t worry, Daddy’d never hurt you. You really think I’d hurt you?” With a hiccup, you replied,

“Y-yes, I do.” You sobbed. You could see a hint of regret flash in the Swiss mans eyes. He leaned forwards, clicking the safety of the gun off, which you hadn’t known it was on.

“Sh, baby. Tell daddy everything. Let it all out. I’d never hurt you. Would you like to keep going?” He asked, slowly fucking you with the gun. You nodded, him grinning.

He pulled away from you and thrust the gun in and out of your pussy, you collapsing back a moaning and crying mess as he fucked you.

[elithegnome]

APH Switzerland x Reader Headcanons

Completed for: @newhetaliafan I’m not sure what the gender is of the user who requested this, so we’ll just use gender neutral for now :)

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•If you already don’t know how, Vasch (YES THATS HOW I SPELL IT) will definitely teach you how to shoot a gun

•Often times, he’ll get jealous if you hang around his sister without him for long periods of time (And gets flustered, what a cutie!)

•To most people, Vasch will come off as stern and cranky, but you know that he’s actually a big sweetheart! 

•There’s a 100% chance he’ll take you out on a picnic in the Swiss alps and teach you how to yodel

•Buys you Toblerone bars spontaneously 

•You two will often times drink coffee on his porch at a very early hour of the morning and watch the sunrise 

•Lilly (Liechtenstein) constantly begs to be the flower girl at your wedding

•Speaking of Lilly, Vasch will do anything in his power to protect both you and his sister (He prottecc, he attacc)

[allthingshetalia]

Hello, how are you doing good today? Have you been drinking water? I came to ask if I could get switzerland, japan, canada and china's reaction to reader screaming because they saw a roach in the kitchen

Omg This is meeeeee! Roaches are the ONLY animal I can’t do 😂

China

“Just smack it! It’s not that hard!”

*Smacks it with the back of a pan*

“You only scream when you are being murdered.....you gave me a heart attack.” Scolds you with love.

Canada

He’s a nature man! So he handles the situation very well. Kills it and moves on. Feels bad for the emotional trauma you faced though.

Japan

The blood curdling scream you let out made him physically ill. Will probably raise his voice at you for yelling so loud over a bug.....until he sees the massive roach crawling around the bathroom. Then he understands. Good for you though he has super fast reflexes so he kills the roach easily.

Switzerland

He hates roaches too so he just immediately throws his heavy boots at it until it dies. Immediately goes to get roach traps and roach spray. Let’s out a few manly freaked out grunts. Not exactly screams, but you know he hates the situation as much as you do.

[imaginethebeautifulworld]

Hi! I just went through your entire blog and you are such an amazing writer ❤️ if you are taking asks can you do this 1 for me, it’s a bit specific-Can I have a scenario or headcannon of Denmark dating Prussia’s country sisters, they haven’t told her family yet (Prussia, Germany,Switzerland,Liechtenstein,Austria) how would they react to accidentally finding out and maybe all of their reactions to their precious sister (younger than Gil but older than Ludwig)dating the king of Northern Europe?

Hello, lovely~

Knowing how much content is on this blog, I cannot put into words how flattered I am by your compliment! Thank you so much!

Austria:

Roderich considers himself to be one of the "heads" of the family, though you had taught him a long time ago that the title is more a formality at best.

He's honestly a bit surprised by the announcement; he hadn't realised you and Denmark were so close to one another, nor had he even been aware that Denmark was someone who you would be remotely attracted to.

He mentally runs through all he knows about the financial, political, and cultural integrity of your suitor, and reluctantly accepts that Mathius is a decent match for you. He's not too fond of your choice just yet; after all, there is no need for yet another obnoxious rapscallion in this family, thank you.

But knowing that you're comfortable with the Dane? Knowing you're happy and safe?

He offers his congratulations with begrudging playfulness, tempered with just enough of a lighthearted complaint for you to realise he truly is happy for you. When you mime a "thank you" across the table later, he simply nods and offers a proper smile.

Germany:

Ludvig is completely taken aback. He really hadn't considered the possibility of you dating anyone, not for so long anyway. A few dinners here and there, sure. Yet in his lifetime, he had never seen you get too attached to anyone, never seeming to have enough time.

And going steady with Mathius?

Frankly, he's a bit torn- Are you actually happy? Is he happy? How long have you two been waiting for the right time to actually start seeing each other?

But overall, he's happy for you.

He's known Mathius almost his whole life; Hell, sometimes the man had helped raise him when neither you nor Gilbert could.

There's no doubt in his mind that you'll take good care of each other, that no matter how the relationship progresses you will always take care of each other. There's an easy give-and-take between the two of you that he's relieved to see, a familiarity that puts any remaining worries at ease.

He offers a nod of acceptance, some sort of congratulations that he doesn't really process, and later, when he finds Mati trying to raid the fridge at 1 am, a mild and clear threat to the elder should anything untoward happen to you, politics be damned.

Liechtenstein:

Lilli, Mati will confide to you later, is the only member of your family he's actually nervous about telling. Her calm, genteel demeanor always made him feel as if he needs to walk on eggshells around her, as if any "big news" would shatter her. You tell him he's ridiculous.

Lilli takes everything in with a smile that just keeps getting brighter. She's beyond happy for you, knows how busy you've been the past couple centuries. To see you smiling again, dating someone who has such a kind, giving, caring heart? 

She is kind of annoyed how worried he looks about her, keeps glancing towards her all through dinner as if she's fragile and can't handle all of the excitement.

You exchange a bemused eye roll with her, Lilli's smile flickering to slightly more mischievous upon noticing Mati's obliviousness. 

With time, he'll grow to learn the many antics of this family, and judging by the light in his eyes each time he looks at you- 

He'll become quite familiar with the antics, indeed.

Prussia:

It's honestly Gilbert that you're most nervous about. 

He only has a handful of decades on you, and, differences in opinions and personalities aside, he has always had your back, has always been in your corner. 

You had wanted to tell him the minute things started to get serious, but Mati had talked you out of it, insisting that you should tell everyone together; avoid showing any favoritism, and add to the thrill of getting caught for just a little longer. 

For his credit, Gil had seen this coming for ages, honestly expected it to happen a lot earlier. He's a little hurt that both of you kept it from him- Seriously! From him?- but more than that, he's ecstatic. He has unlimited teasing fodder for each of you, and over exaggerates his hurt that neither of you had said anything to him before. 

He teases you for your fretting about him, makes sure that between his hug and suggestive comment in your ear- which earned a not-so-nice punch in the arm- that you're okay, and that he's more than okay with your choice. 

He does casually mention to Mati, during a monthly meet-up with Arthur, that if anything happens to his little sister, he will gladly maim the Dane.

Switzerland:

Basch processes your announcement quietly, likely too quietly based on Lilli's worried glances and your almost crestfallen features. He needs a moment to process though; big announcements and decisions should always be treated with great consideration, and he is wary that you didn't take that time. 

You find him later, hidden under the tree you helped him plant sometime in the 1800s, still weighing his reaction, still deciding how he feels about all of this. 

If Denmark sticks around, Basch will have to contend with a new face, a new person, a new personality. 

But your silence, your feelings, your worry- They're more important right now. 

He shifts, lets you rest your head against his shoulder, allows the nightsong a few moments' serenade. 

"Does he make you happy?" 

His question has you quiet for a few minutes, sorting through the dozens of meanings behind his question, weighing each possible answer you could give him. 

"He does," you finally confide, almost shyly, quiet and secretive. 

He's reassured, pats you on the back. 

"That's good enough for me."

(I would also like to offer my humblest apologies, dear Anon. It was not until I was prepping the final touches of this post that I had noticed your specification about accidentally finding out they were dating. If you would like, I could make another post for that. ^_^; ) 

[buttmano]

Request: "hcs of Denmark dating Prussia’s country sister, they haven’t told her family yet how would they react to accidentally finding out?"

Rating: Fluff

Prussia: Gilbert is mainly upset that you felt you needed to hide the relationship from him. Like really? You really thought he would give a shit? He doesn’t have enough energy to give a shit who you date. As long as no one is getting abused and it’s a healthy relationship he literally could not give less of a shit.

Germany: Ludwig feels guilty that he accidentally found out who you’re dating. He lets you know that he supports you and although Mathias isn’t his favorite person in the world, there’s definitely worse people you could be dating. 

Switzerland: Vash is indifferent about learning who you’re dating. Somewhat like Gilbert, he just can’t be bothered to care. Of course, if you ask then he’ll give his opinion of Mathias, but other than that he’ll keep his mouth shut. His opinion is generally negative, mainly because he just doesn’t like how loud Mathias is.

Lichtenstein: Lili is supportive of just about everything and once she finds out you’re dating Mathias she’s ecstatic. He’s outgoing and funny and every time she’s seen him he’s given her little treats. She loves hearing about your dates and the cute little things you two do together.

Austria: Roderich uses every chance he gets to judge people and finding this out is huge fuel for his inner judgement. Really? You chose to date him? He’s slightly vocal about those feelings but he says it in ways that’s not outright offensive. He doesn’t really care that you’re dating Mathias because let’s face it, how much does it really affect him? But nonetheless he’ll still assure you that you could probably do better.

[brianlesshetaliawritings]

Yandere Alphabet w/ Switzerland

note: im so giddy to be writing this rn. i just know that S sucks though, so sorry. (btw i didnt read for mistakes)

(update: i hate this so much.. might or might not just update the entire thing to make it more accurate, since idk wtf i was on when writing this)

warning: murder, kidnapping, abuse, other things along those lines, average florida man activities

!! yandere content. if you can't handle any possesive, manipulative, obsessive, stalkery, violent, or other toxic behavior please go. !!

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

Basch's not all too affectionate, but if you pay attention you notice how much care he puts into caring for you. If he notices you like a meal then he makes it more often, or he might (very secretively) hold your hand when walking sometimes. ONLY when he knows nobody's watching though, not that it's likely anyone is there anyways. Besides maybe his sister, he doesn't mind her being around you.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

Obviously, yes. He isn't too brutal with it usually, a simple shot in the head. If he thinks they deserve it then he might shoot them somewhere that isn't an immediate death and leave them to bleed out. In the case of it being a country whom he's after then that'll ever make him more or less enclined to attack.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

Scrict but not cruel. If you follow his rules, then he'll be sweet to you. If not.. I can't say anything good will come from that.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

Probably him murdering everyone they love (and hate). Almost anyone who gets in his way will end up reported as missing. He isn't all too keen on making you sad or uncomfortable for the most part, unless for the sake of punishing you I suppose.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

While you're one his biggest soft spot, he'd never show you it. If you knew then you'd probably find a way to escape because of that soft spot. He cares so much for you but he would never show you, no matter how long its been. You never know what might happen.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

Basch is not a happy camper. He wants you to be obedient for him so he can protect and provide for you. He had a feeling this would happen, but he's still dissapointed in you anyways. You'll be told by him that fighting isn't worth it since you're getting nowhere. All you're earning is more time in the basement tied up.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

His feelings for you are very serious and he'd never find your attempts you abandon him entertaining. It upsets him greatly to even think about you leaving, so trying to is like a nightmare for him. He'd punish you severely if he caught you planning or executing an escape attempt.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

If they try to escape, he might shoot them in the leg. He'll carry them back to somewhere where he can take care of the wound obviously, but it'd still be horrifying to experience.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

Marriage, he wants it to be at his home with practically nobody invited to come. After the wedding just a peaceful life with some domesticity. Just you and him (plus Lili of course) since he isn't too wild at the idea of kids.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

He's not really jealous, but he does still hate when others are around you. If Vash does get jealous then he'll probably get frustrated and leave with you. (he'll give you a long lecture while leaving too)

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

Not much to say explain how he acts other than sweet but cautious. (this feels so off topic but) You're forbidden from being near anything he sees as dangerous and he would have a stroke if he found you near one of his guns. One of the pros to this is that you rarely cook since you're allowed no knives.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

Vash isn't all that romantic so you'll just take him as you receive him. Doesn't mean he isn't trying to be as nice as possible though! It's just hard for him to show you.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

Yes and no. While he isn't a completely new man when around you, Basch will still be seen as friendlier than usually.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

Ran away? Broken leg. Attacked him? Tied up. Talked back? He will say a mean thing back. Or he just hits you. Not too rough though, but enough to put you in your place. The punishment just depends on how mad he is with you and why.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

Well, you have like.. 15 important rules. These are all just things you'd expect though. If it has anything to do with being around other people, being outside, or you potentially getting harmed, then it's not allowed.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

You get two days to get your act together once he takes you to his house. He'll be patient until that time is out. Outside of the mercy period he gave you, he isn't so patient.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

No matter how he lost you once he abandoned hope it always ends the same. He'll shut off himself and think about what he could've done to keep you by his side. He'll still work, but he'll be getting frustrated very easily.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

He thinks about it sometimes during nighttime. He feels he did what was right and doesn't feel bad for it in his opinion. Vash knows it upsets you, but he'll never let you leave.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

Vash has many reasons, but it all adds up to him wanting you to have a peaceful life.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

It hurts him a lot, he doesn't want to make you scared or uncomfortable. He'll ask you why your upset but it might come out kinda rough. He might just ask Lily to do it for him if he thinks it's hard enough.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

He would be the most overprotective of them all, but he wouldn't coddle you like some overprotective yanderes. You can still cook if he's watching and you are allowed to own a weapon. (unless he's proven that you shouldn't)

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

Probably indirect guilt tripping, even if he doesn’t feel too bad about kidnapping you, he would start to feel this nagging ache in his heart at you looking so miserable. But he’d probably harden up if he starts to catch onto it being a trick.

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

For punishment, yes. Otherwise it'd be a no. If he did then it's not likely he'll maim you, maybe a broken limb if you try and escape his grasp (99% chance it'll be your leg).

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

He's not the worshipper type, or anything near that, that doesn't mean he doesn't care for you though. It's just not the way Basch is.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

Depends when he turns yandere for you, but on average it'd be about seven months to four years. It also depends on if anything happens that might trigger him to intensify faster, like you getting badly hurt or getting a partner.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

Low chance, if he does it's an accident. This is mostly because he doesn't beat you for no reason or anything, but if you keep escaping and give him a reason to then it's possible.

[anxiously-unsatisfied-world]

Switzerland x Reader - Target Practice

Bang!

The shot echoes through the still air, hitting its mark directly in the center of the target. Vasch nods sharply, looking to the next target and firing off another shot. It, too, hits dead center. The same happens with every target he can aim at without moving, his aim holding true.

Once all targets have been hit, he walks over to another training area with harder to reach targets, repeating the process. Over time, he begins to notice that not every burst of sound is his own, some echoing his while others come during the pauses between shots.

“Hmm, I zought no one else vas here…” He murmurs, another shot going off to his left.

Vasch raises his gun protectively in front of him as he inches his way towards the sounds, not wanting to get caught on the off chance that the person is dangerous. However, what he sees when he peeks around one of the trees surrounding the next clearing is not what he expected at all.

A light frown spreads across his face as he watches you aim towards a target and fire, it hitting the center directly. His eyebrows raise in surprise, his respect for you growing as he never knew that you were able to shoot so well. Last he heard, you prefer a different weapon when it comes to fighting.

You continue your practice unknowing of his presence, each shot hitting the target perfectly. When it looks like you’re going to move to the next area, he steps forward without thinking, snapping a twig and causing you to whip your head towards him.

Your eyes narrow as you raise your gun, scanning the treeline. When your eyes fall on the Swiss man, you sigh in relief, lowering the gun and giving a slight wave.

“Hallo, Vasch! I didn’t think you’d be here today!” You say, giving him a smile as he walks towards you.

“Ja, zhat’s vhy I picked today. Not many vould expect me to train today of all days.” Your eyes widen along with your smile at his words.

“Oh, yeah! It’s your birthday, isn’t it?” A soft, affirmative grunt is your response, “Well then, happy birthday, Vasch!”

A small smile spreads across his face as he glances at his watch, “Merci. Vould you like to practice vith me?”

Your face lights up at the question and you nod, “Yeah, that’d be fun!” He merely nods and you walk together to the next area, each taking a few shots before he turns to study you.

You don’t notice for a few moments, too focused as you are on aiming correctly. When you do notice, you give him a confused look, wondering why he paused in his own practice. His eyes widen as your look reminds him that he had been staring, a blush dusting his cheeks.

Vasch turns away and takes a shot, pretending like he hadn’t been caught staring. You merely giggle and go back to what you were doing, knowing it’s better to not pressure him. He’ll mention his thoughts if he truly wishes to.

You’re proven correct when a few moments of silence later, he states, “I didn’t know you vere into guns…”

You turn to him and smile, “Yeah, I’ve never really told anyone. It’s always better to have something like this a surprise, especially when you need to fight an enemy.”

Vasch nods, knowing just what you mean. If you always fight with one weapon, it’s a real surprise if you use a completely different one. Something like that could quickly gain you the upper hand in a fight.

“Zhat’s a good point. It’s always good to have a backup.” You smile and nod as he continues, “You’re really good too. It’s not easy to get a bulls-eye nearly every single time.”

A light blush spreads across your face, as you hadn’t expected him to compliment you like that. From your own experience with the Swiss nation, he doesn’t give out praise often, and even then, it’s much shorter and to the point.

“T-thank you.” You say, him grunting in response, a mirroring blush on his own face. The two of you go back to your practice, letting a comfortable silence spring up between you.

You haven’t practiced with anyone since you were younger, back when you were still learning how to shoot. Before you would have thought that it would be awkward or annoying to have another around during your private practice sessions, but this is the complete opposite.

Vasch can easily tell that you would prefer practicing over talking, and he’s much the same way. Actually, you’re having a lot of fun with him around. It’s nice not being completely alone doing this for once.

The next few hours pass quickly through practice and light conversations. It’s only when Vasch announces that he has to go that you realize just how long you’ve both been here. “Wow, when did it get so late?” You murmur to yourself, shocked at just how quickly the time passed.

“Vell, I’ve found zhat time moves a lot faster vhen you’re doing somezing you like vith somevone you’re close to.” He says softly, watching you for a reaction.

Your eyes widen as a light blush floods your cheeks, flattered to find that he thinks of you two as being that close, “Yeah, you’re right…”

Vasch nods before looking into your eyes, “Do you vant to come? Lilli’s zhrowing me a party...And I… vould like it if you came.” His voice doesn’t waver despite the slight hesitation in his words.

You can easily see the sincerity in his eyes and you nod quickly, “That sounds fun! Yeah, let’s go!”

His eyes light up as he smiles at you, offering his hand. You take it and mention, “You should smile more often. It suits you.”

His eyes search yours, him nodding as he finds the honesty within. “I’ll try...for you.” Vasch says softly, watching as your recently faded blush returns quickly. His eyes shut as he takes a deep breath, “You look cute vhen you’re flustered.” He states and you gasp softly, his eyes opening to see a smile on your face.

“Thank you, Vasch. Come on, let’s not keep Lilli waiting~!” He nods and the two of you head off.

This wasn’t how he had expected today to go in the slightest when he first arrived. However, this was better than he ever could have imagined.

[the-writer-ofthe-fandoms]

Smiles (APH Russia)

Pairing: APH!Russia x Country!Reader Words: 720+ Warning(s): Just hetalia antics A/N: Here we go, some weeb stuff for anyone that still likes hetalia. this is probably just a one off thing, idk if ill ever do another hetalia one-shot.

Ah World Meetings... They were so chaotic no matter what was being discussed. The conferences have gone like this for so many years, it doesn’t even phase you anymore. The only thing that surprised anymore you were the occasional meetings that actually accomplished something.  

You were currently watching the chaos before you in the meeting room, your head propped up by your hand. England and France were arguing about who knows what, America was shouting about some super hero bullshit, Switzerland was threatening to beat people with his peace prize, the Italian twins were also arguing, and everyone else seemed to be doing their own thing. Of course, you observed Germany for a few seconds at a time to catch the moment when he eventually starts yelling for everyone to act accordingly.

Another country you eyed was Russia. He was always interested you in many ways. One of the reasons is his smile he wears during these messy meetings, you don’t know how he could be so happy during this mess of a World Meeting. You were also interested him due to his “innocent yet somehow very scary” appearance. There were so many rumors about him told to you from other nations, but from the interactions you had with him, he seemed decent enough. Plus he was pretty cute as well.

It seems you’ve stared long enough at Russia for his purpled hued eyes to meet yours. Your face flushed with slight embarrassment. You offer the nation a sheepish smile, and he surprised you with a grin and a wave. You felt bad for staring, and you were about to mouth an apology his way, but Germany’s yelling stole your attention from the Russian nation.  

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You exhaled deeply from your nose as you gathered your belongings. The nations were finally able to get something done, but of course, another fight broke out between France and England. So ultimately nothing got fully done today. Usually it wouldn’t make you so irate, but during the two countries scuffle, they bumped into you and knocked you to the ground. You had a bright red mark on your forehead now.

“(Country Name) I’m sorry for the incident. We were so close to getting work done.” Germany sighed as he stood next to you. You can see his eyes were focused on the mark on your forehead. “Maybe you should go to the infirmary.”

“I think I will be fine, thank you for the concern.” You lightly rubbed your forehead. “Too bad we couldn’t finish the meeting properly, huh Germany?”

“Ja, too bad indeed, hopefully tomorrow will be different. Have a good day, (Country Name).” Germany gave you a polite wave

You returned the wave with a smile, “You too!” You watched the German nation leave the conference room, Italy and Japan joining him. You slung your bag over your shoulder and were about to take your leave, when you felt a tap on your other shoulder. You spun around and were face to face with Russia. He had his usual cute smile on his face has he looked down due to height difference.

“Oh, uh hello, Russia! Sorry for staring during the meeting, probably was really awkward, huh?” You felt like you had made it even more awkward between you and the other nation.  

“It is no problem, (Country Name). And I ask why did you stare at me though?” He tilted his head in a cute manner.

“I was just wondering how you can stay so calm during the meetings.” You decided not to fully tell him the truth about thinking he was cute too. “And I was bored of hearing America’s same old hero crap.”

“Da, his talk of being the hero gets... tiring at times. I also wanted to ask you a question.”

“Oh?” You were a bit intrigued on what the tall nation wanted to ask you.

“I was wondering if you would like to go to a nearby café with me?” You were a bit taken back, was he asking you on a date?

“U-Uh yeah sure.” Your face felt warmer than normal as your stared at his face. You noticed his cheeks were a cute pink.

“Then let us be off.” He looped your arm with his, Russia’s other hand was placed on yours as he and you walked out of the conference room.

[erina-writes-headcanons]

How would 2p Netherlands, Switzerland, and Belgium help a S/O who doesn't handle money very well?

Henry Maes, Voss Zwingli, and Emma Maes Helping their S/O Handling Their Money

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A/N: Hey there! I am not sure if you want the 1p or the 2P Switzerland and Belgium but I decide that you want the 2P version of them. I hope I am not wrong, If I am wrong, you can tell me in the private message.

Gender: Neutral

Warning: Profanities and mention of marijuana.

The picture is also not mine, credit to the owner of the pictures.

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2p Netherland - Henry Maes

One thing 1p Netherland and 2p Netherland have the same similarity which is. The two of them love money, gold and those luxuries that are really expensive.

However there is a huge difference between the two of them. 1p Netherland is rather stingy with his spending and money but not as bad as 1p Switzerland because he would mostly buy a marijuana to smoke. 2p Netherland would rather buy some expensive things such as weapons (arms trading) to collect or golds.

You are asking the wrong person if you want Abel to help you in handling your money because he also likes to spend his money a lot unlike his counterpart but he does think it's cute that you need his help to handle your own money.

I can see he would try his best to help you by giving you some kind of notes for you to always count on how much did you spend your money that day as he follows along with you too.

However, that could fail. Not because he finds it useless but rather he would soon forget about it and accidentally would buy lots of things and drag you along to spend your time together with him and make you spend lots of money too.

Henry would also try to help you by giving you a limitation on how much you can spend on your money as he tries to also join along because I believe he is aware that he often spends his money a lot.

This also could fail too sadly. The reason is not that he forgot, unfortunately. It was rather because each time he sees something that interesting, he would be mesmerized by it and soon the stuff already got paid.

I am really sorry but he is not someone you can rely on when you want to save up your money. However, don't get too hard on him because he did really tries his best to help you in handling your money.

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A pair of (E/C) glances at the papers inside of the black purse after they/she/he took it from the backpack. Taking a deep breath, there were only a few bucks in there with most of the pocket are filled by the bills. You can feel the soul of your purse dying and all of the 'corpse' of the money is flying into the thin air.

Closing the wallet, you were trying to remember all kinds of spending after hanging out with Henry. You should have been more careful because you realize the two of you are a monster when it comes to shopping.

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It was a bright day outside and a perfect day to hang out together with your boyfriend, Henry Maes. The tall man decides to invite you after his meeting with the other nations. Strolling inside of the road, there were many stores selling goods, snacks, clothes, and elegant furniture made out of woods.

His green eyes glances around before there was a twinkle in his eyes but as his S/O you did not see it because you were facing away until his hands grabbed your wrist and dragged you along, "H-Henry!? What are you doing?" you were surprised by his sudden action.

"I need to buy something! There's an antique shop and I need to buy something!" Henry's eyes were shining like a child waiting for a gift at christmas time.

"Wait! But you told me to save up some money and you would save some too!" You scolded the blonde man.

"B-But...I need to buy that old butterfly knife that were used in armies during-" It's getting hard to listen to his words since he has gotten faster in every word.

"No but-" He cuts you off.

"Please!!! I mean, you can buy something from there too and I bet you would find something interesting!!" He clasps his hands together, not remembering that he made a promise together with you to be careful with the spending.

"...Alright fine. Just, don't make me buy some stuff," You roll your eyes.

But soon as your eyes laid on the beautiful figure of the general of an army riding on a horse while leading his army. You could not help but buy it along with some old stuff as a display or decoration for your house without realizing that the two of you had spend lots of money together.

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2p Switzerland - Voss Zwingli

Unlike Basch, I do believe Voss is not someone who is a money lover, unlike 2p Netherland and 1p Netherland. He is rather neutral about it.

Also unlike their counterpart, Voss Zwingli is not someone who are frugal because he does enjoy buying expensive foods, especially expensive cheese.

He is really bad at managing his own money and spending but that does not mean he is entirely careless with his own money. He is slightly a little bit better at spending his own money than 2p Netherland.

During the Great Depression where the economy of the countries were really bad back then. Voss was able to control his own budget without being too frugal by limiting his spend on expensive foods and saving a little bit of his money.

However, he only does that because it was out of desperation because he needs to pay for something that are more vulnerable than just a food with more expensive brand.

I can see Voss can help you a little bit better than Henry (2p Netherland). He most likely would remind you to save your money in a band (or somewhere else) together with him.

Voss would also be giving you a tiny notebook so you can write down on that day how much you spent your money along with giving a limitation.

Voss Zwingli can help you but not as much as their counterparts because he isn't someone who is strict. He would only help you by reminding you to save your money and to be careful about how much you spend your money on that day.

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There were many printed papers with numbers scattered around the oak table along with black ink staining those objects with the table too. A pair of (E/C) stares all of the papers and biting their/her/his own lips, counting total of the monthly spending along with Voss's spending too.

Lately, the two of you had been going around a lot and going around some restaurants try some delicacies but the two of you did not realize how much you two spending your money together when having fun, especially trying cuisines with an expensive yet delicious swiss cheese. The two of you did not realize that the two of you spent a lot on that day.

Remembering all of those events, your eyes widened before using the palm of your hand and hit yourself on the face, realizing how screwed the two of you were. You realize that you two are really bad at managing money.

The sound of the facepalm immediately made voss alert, almost dropping the book on his hand as his eyes quickly moves up to you in a questioning look. " (Y/N)? What happened?" He asks, standing up from the bed before walking up at you with worry.

You couldn't help but let out a sigh before showing the papers, showing the total of your spending together with him. Upon noticing the numbers, the male flinched in surprise before he gives the look of 'are you serious' at you. Seeing his eyes, you immediately understand what he was trying to say even though he did not spoke it out loud and giving him a brief nod.

Voss glances the floor and sight before he was sitting next to you, you were wondering what is he trying to do because it's really rare to see him like this before your eyes widened upon hearing the words that escapes from his lips.

"(Y/N) Let's make a not of our daily spending. I think I have a small notebook somewhere in our room and let's plan out budget together," Voss smiles a little bit, offering a great plan to help each other with money management.

"Sure, let's make a plan for our budget and let's be careful with our spending next time," you told him.

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2p Belgium - Beatrice Maes

I believe Emma is a mix of bad at managing her own money but also good at it but it depends on her alter because she has five alters.

Her alters Emma, Ceil and Delma are very good at managing their own money. Emma would less likely to spend on expensive stuff because she would be less likely to buy branded clothes and prefer simpler clothes while Delma along with Ceil would be calculative when she is counting on her spending.

Her other alters are Analis and Hedwig would be bad at managing at her money. Analis likes things that are 'the best' for her and thus she will buy branded stuff for herself.

Her Hedwig Alter is a hopeless romantic but the reason why I say she would be bad at managing her own money is that she would be spending tons of materialistic things for her s/o. Thus, Hedwig is as bad as Analis.

Never ask Analis or Hedwig if you want Belgium to help you to manage your own money. Ask Ceil or Delma, they would be a perfect candidate to help you.

Ceil would gladly teach you how to spend your money wisely as she would also give you some hints to buy cheaper brands, careful on how much with spend

Delma would help you but be more strict as she would scold you when you spend too much money. She would also give a limitation on how much was spent on that day. She would also scold you if you buy useless stuff.

In conclusion, if you want Belgium to help you. You have to know which alters she is currently using because those who would only be gladly help you out are only Delma and Ceil.

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Many papers were scattered on the table as sweat ran down from the top of your head and fell to the ground. The room wasn't hot nor did you just finish exercising but rather you were sweating because out of anxiety that is slowly eating you out alive.

A huge number usually makes people smile like a dork but not now, if Delma or Emma sees the number of all of your spending. You know they are going to be really angry at you before you quickly fold the papers and stand up from the table, searching for a hiding spot to hide all of those bills and papers away as you were praying internally she wouldn't find it out before going out to clear your head.

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It was a long walk from your house to the nearest convinient store as it takes around fifteen minutes by leg. However, it doesn't mean it's not going to tire you out since it's an occurrence if you want to buy something, you need to go there as you won't use your car nor motorcycle since it's just a waste of gasoline.

Your hand grabs the knob of the door before twisting it around and pushing the door away to get inside. Instead of meeting an empty room, Emma was there standing u with a glare in her eyes as both of her arms were crossed. You were nervous because you had never seen Emma like this until she shoves the paper you desperately hide.

The lump in your throat getting larger and suffocation along with a sweat trickling down from your head once again" Uhh.....I can explain," you trid to calm her down.

"Explain? It is clear that you spent lots of things again. Tell me what did you buy until your bill is too high." It was Delma alter who goes out to lecture you.

"Uh...it was...a car...our car. I mean it was to pay the car repairment," you take a deep breath and look down, feeling guilty.

"....I thought you were gonna spend on a useless thing. I'm glad you spend the money on something useful," Delma takes a deep breath before stepping aside, letting you get inside.

"Thank you..." you got inside, feeling relieved that you did not anger Delma.

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[allthingshetalia]

*quietly* Hi uh I'm a poly fool and uh,,,, i noticed you do write for poly couples so uh,,, do uh,,, do you have any headcanons for poly Austria and Switzerland with a chaotic dumbass s/o?

💕I got you bby💕

Austria is surprisingly better at handling your chaotic nature than Switzerland

Austria has a lot more experience dealing with crazy people than Switzerland though

They are both cheap but they both find small little ways to spoil you

Austria usually gets you comfort items like some fuzzy socks or a super soft blanket

While Switzerland buys you a survival kit

Switzerland is always dragging you out of bed to go hiking

He’s quite outdoorsy and he’s always down to go explore

He doesn’t like camping though!

He can only handle nature in bursts

Austria is a domestic KING

Rarely wants to go outside

Heck going to the park is a lot for him

He would gladly teach you an instrument though

Or learn a new baking recipe with you

Both him and Switzerland like to bake

Sadly Austria isn’t the best at it

He is great at constructive criticism tho

Austria’s favorite days are when you and switzy are curled up on the couch watching him play the piano

Switzerland loves the early morning when he drags both of you out of bed to eat some breakfast and watch the sunrise🥰