Hetaonixreader Stories

You were just going on holiday, really. You were just going to sign into the place you were staying at before everyone else. Really. That's what you were doing... right? HetaOni house? Yep. Stuck? Check. The Second Players? No that shouldn't be happening... And you're thrown back and forth between the two sides and game logic still follows. How long can you keep it under wraps? How long can Luciano and Feliciano keep up their web of confusion? And how many Players are there truly in this game? 1p!HetaOni x Gender Neutral Reader x 2p!HetaOni. I've kept the title saying 'Girl' because that's what it originally was and I don't want to change it and confuse long time readers. Sorry. Warning: This fanfiction is... seriously disturbed. Like, truly. Suicide, mentions of rape, gore, domestic abuse, Italy being able to do up his shoelaces. Read at your own discretion.

Note: I'm sincerely sorry for the very (to the nth power) late editing. This due to my academic activities that made me very busy, or due to personal circumstances (as well as [our well-known buddy] procrastination, in all honesty). But I'll still do my best to update the story. ;^; I will also just inform you that I may have deleted and added some parts or chapters during the process of editing. Thank you for your patience and kind consideration. *bows apologetically* [For reading the description of the story, please refer to the Description Page. 🤓]