idk if ur askbox is open, if not ignore this. However, i would really like if you did male s/o imagine where they are feeling cuddly with 2P Russia, and 2P Spain if thats okay. sorry if it doesn't make sense.
2p! Russia/ Ion
It started out simple enough.
A shift here, a touch there. A soft whisper, a warm answer.
A hand being delicately held in larger, warmer ones, and that fluffy blanket cocooned in between legs that are so entangled in each other that it was hard to tell how it had began.
It was all so sweet. All so gentle and something straight out from a three second scene in a movie that you just knew would end up with the couple kissing and probably making love outside of the screen like their lives depended on it.
That’s the way it started.
Both of you leaning against one another, Ion pressing his forehead against yours (eyes practically singing with all the things that he couldn’t say, those half lidded eyes and soft smile) while warm puffs of air fluttered across your lips. It was perfect. So very perfect that if anyone had been looking in and this had been an actual movie, there would have been someone in their seat screaming to JUST KISS ALREADY.
Of course it was in that exact moment where you thought that, that you sneezed and violently smacked your head against Ion’s.
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In all honesty, you weren’t quite sure how you ended up on the floor with Andres.
Nor were you entirely certain where he thought that trying parkour in the middle of your room was the best idea possible. But you did know that there was a lot of shrieking, flailing, and possible bruises included in that whole two point five seconds that he kicked open that door and slammed you to the ground like an angry, clumsy, turtle.
You stared up at the ceiling.
“Andres… did you just run across the road, scale a fence, and burst into my room screaming ‘parkour’?”
Do you have any 2p! BTT headcanons? Sorry if this was already asked, I didn't see it.
((nah fam I don’t think so don’t worry))
alright so they don’t hang out as much as they used to, but when they do it goes a little something like this:
Francois usually brings up to Gilen that he hasn’t seen Andres (2P!Spain) in a while and is like 12% sure he’s dead - Gilen says that’s pushing it and he’s at least 13% - Andres, out of nowhere, calls them both idiots and proclaims 14%
Andres sets down a bottle of rum
they start talking
it’s pretty difficult to get Gilen really talking, but he only super does when Andres is ‘round because he pisses him off in that buddy sort of way
so they can argue for hours about the most useless of things
it doesn’t matter what - Francois likes providing topics
they like watching The Most Popular Girls in School (separately) and then discussing it’s like it’s book club
Andres is a stan for rum and tequila
Francois hates anything except for whiskey and wine
Gilen prefers juice, or, if he had to pick; a sangria
Allen thought it was funny to call their trio by their initials before he knew it was totally fucking horrible to use that word - Andres calls him out on it all the time
Andres thinks there’s a competition going on when there isn’t an always tries to “best” the other two - Gilen will humour him from time to time
a day hasn’t gone by where Francois and Gilen are roasting each other in the group chat - it is literally the only thing keeping Francois from letting his phone die
They “hang out” ((it’s a slumber party)) every month where they “do badass things” like make home made face masks out of foods and lock Andres outside to see how long it takes him to get back in - the record is twelve seconds - he (drunkenly) launched himself through the window on the roof -they don’t know how he got up there so fast - ((that’s actually a true story about me except I wasn’t drunk and the window was open. I had a giant bruise from where I fell face first onto the toilet seat and slammed my thigh on the sink while upside down))
Francois brings it upon himself to mess with them while they’re asleep - he likes to put mayo in Andres’ shoes and braid toothpicks into Gilen’s hair
How would 2ps react if aliens started to attack their world? Like there are tripods and reapers walking around killing their people and not even the military can defeat or stop them. Like the war of the worlds movie. (Those trpidos sound scared me to death when I was a kid lmao)
“I knew we should’ve built a star destroyer.” – 2p Japan, 2p Prussia, 2p America
“Ok what the fuck???” – 2p Italy, 2p France, 2p Canada
“/straps bike helmet on/ This is war.” – 2p Germany, 2p England, 2p China
“Whoa whoa whoa what did we do?! …. Cause harm to the planet? Ok ok we’ll fix it!” – 2p Romano, 2p Spain, 2p Russia
Yandere spain headcanons with a short s/o please? both 2p and 1p . Thanks :33
The nice teasing type.
You’re too cute to be true sweetheart, he will love cuddling with you a lot.He couldn’t help it.
Antonio will give piggyback rides anytime, he found it cute and fun.
Let’s get to the real business, she was like a little treasure for him, nobody fucks with his little treasure, anyone teases her of her height, well let’s say no one will know what happens to them
One thing he couldn’t get of his mind, the image of (s/o) under his grab as he kisses her everywhere.Makes her feel good, makes her cry in pleasure, screaming his name over and over.What, he can’t help it, he wanted to claim her.She was so small and fragile so easy to eat up.
In intense moments like, (s/o) accidentally brushing really hard to where his little friend is.He would not let go. “Come on chica, help me with my little problem”, Antonio sat her down in his laps.She yelped by feeling something poking her in her bum, “A-antonio?” Yep, right there, “Si?”, he had a teasing grin on as he shifted more, by his movement he knew (s/o) will understand his movement and what he wants. “How about you help me out (s/o), and I will make you feel good too.~”
The advantage type.He wants it he gets it, no more talking.
Well, this is an advantage for him, he will become the grabby kind, groping (s/o) bum a bit as he watches her turn red.
Those cute noises she makes drives him crazy, short and squeaky, he is about to pounce on her
He will love it if she wore his clothes, he loves to see her in clothes that are too big for her, can I say 101 one of his kinks
“God dammit if you weren’t this cute you wouldn’t be in this kind of state”, Alejandro pinned (s/o) against the wall.He just couldn’t help, she was driving him crazy.He attacked her neck as he heard her moan. “Look at yourself, moaning by this, you’re a dirty girl.” (S/o) shut her eyes as she had tears in her eyes, “A-alejandro.”He kissed her jawline as he gazes at her. “Si chica”,(s/o) was panting hard, she wrapped her hands around his waist. “If I’m so cute why don’t you devour me now~”, oh what a tease she is.Alejandro bit her neck roughly making her whimper, he felt her legs rub against each other, look how much she wants him.He chuckled as he lifted her head “Imma make you scream my name the whole night~”
Anon: Could I get a fluffy 2p! Spain scenario where he and his fem s/o are on their first date together, please? Thank you!
As requested sweetums, the wonderful Spain is here! Although fluff didn’t seem to come out in this one, did it? Well, not in the way everyone expected. But it’s 2p! Spain, he does what he likes.
There were a number of times that you were unbelievably grateful to Lorenzo for being on your side. Un-bel-iev-ab-ly grateful. You were about ninety-six percent sure that no one in the universe had ever been as grateful as you for God having given this strangely upbeat Italian to you. And yeah, sure, he was a bit odd when his itching urge to make everyone appealing more than not left you being more dolled than you were used to, but you couldn’t honestly deny that he had a taste that could attract anyone (and none more so than the neighbor living next door to him. A man whom you had caught sight of with a longing you hadn’t realized was there inside you until Lorenzo had snapped his fingers and pronounced that he would aid you in the endeavors of love). So thinking it that way you were well on your way to living a comfortable life.
In fact, you didn’t know what could have happened if Lorenzo wasn’t there to have pushed you towards Andres. Perhaps you would have gotten the courage to face the man, but alternatively you could have also ended up falling down a ditch. It was a so-so chance really. But the beaming blonde had simply pulled you from his house with one move and had you facing Andres the next with a grip so strong you had no chance of running.
That had been five weeks ago.
Andres… was different, definitely different from what you expected.
He wasn’t very vocal about many things. In fact Andres was very quiet and had the same sort of aloof expression you had seen many times on Lorenzo’s own feline friend. But it wasn’t that much of an obstacle to work through. The silence was almost welcoming to the chatter of Lorenzo and the bustle of the lively people here in the amusement park. The very same location Lorenzo had stashed tickets into Andres mailbox for. The one you knew he had been cackling over the last time you had seen him.
You were very grateful to Lorenzo for many things.
But never have you been as ungrateful as you were when Lorenzo forgot that you were going on a date with his damned neighbor.
And yet here he was, you thought sourly. Waving Andres and you along like two small children lost in a crowd instead of two adults on a date. And it was your first date too! A proper-proper date and yet Lorenzo had to go shadowing both of you.
Andres didn’t seem to mind though. At least, you didn’t think he did. While you enjoyed his quietness like a breath of fresh air, sometimes you didn’t enjoy the calm gaze he projected twenty-four-seven. But it made him very distinguished, you thought, eyeing Andres with a critical eye. Even more so than the puckered dark scars or even the droopy eyes that never seemed quite to stay on a single color (brown, green, purple; an odd mix of the three). Still, you did almost wish he wasn’t so aloof. Even more so when Lorenzo had ended up being the one choosing all the rides and locations and even buying the snacks and making what was supposed to be a date feel more like a friendly get together.
Your shoulders slumped and you nibbled quietly on the corndog Lorenzo had gotten for. You just knew this date was an utter failure. The fact it was getting darker too and the crowds thinning just cemented it for you completely. There was no chance for the date to pick up again. Perhaps… it just wasn’t meant to be? Maybe Andres only wanted to be friends. What a sad thought.
“So… what ride do you want to ride?” Lorenzo asked.
Andres blinked and then pointed to you, with an utter seriousness that belaid the, “I want to ride that.” Falling from his lips.
Immediately you began to choke on the corndog. Face flushing red and practically dying from the shock of Andres words. Strangely enough though, despite the almost near death experience, there had been a small flutter in your heart filled with a surprising warmth.
…Although the words could have been less perverted.