Marry Me - SpainxRomanoNice restaurant?Marry Me - SpainxRomano5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Everything was in place. Everything was perfect.
"Lovino~!" Antonio called, rather loudly at first. He checked his tone, making sure it was soft enough as he knelt on one knee. He did so almost hesitantly; the suit he wore was rather expensive. "Lovi " He whispered tenderly, taking no notice of the changing expression of the younger man in front of him. "Mi vuoi sposare ?"
Lovino, who was sitting at the table in the restaurant, looked down at the Spanish man, a perplexed expression on his face.
" What?" He whispered quietly. As soon as he had managed to process a response he stood up and made his message clear: "I'm not marrying you!"
Antonio looked heartbroken for a moment before he finally managed to ask, "Why?"
"Y-you're an idiot!" Lovino fumed, his face was as red as the tomato's he adored. "Why would you even ask me that?!"
"I only thought " Antonio's smile was wearing thinner and thinne
Ole - Spain x S.Italy - APHThe way it started had been, to say the least, idiotic. Antonio had spent all morning trying to figure out where he had left his entry tickets for that afternoons spectacle. Lovino found him diving waist-deep in a giant basket he used to hide dirty clothing until the moment he decided washing was his only option, keeping in mind that the italian wouldnt let him go out naked.Ole - Spain x S.Italy - APH6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Lovino sighed at the sight of the spaniard covered in filthy socks and boxers, his face bearing a puzzled expression while he continued digging the pile of clothes.
¡No puedo haberlas perdido! ¡Tienen que estar aquí, en alguna parte!
Lovino sighed again.
Well, maybe you did lose them, scemo.
Thats not possible!
Antonio jumped out of the basket with a pair of jeans in his hands, jerking the pockets inside out and pouting at the sound of a few coins and fluffs falling from them. They just have to be here, somewhere. I remember putting them som
Confusion of IllusionThe end of the beginning of her life opened up before her eyes.Confusion of Illusion5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Her feelings confused, in a place so dark, matching her aura.
Why was it that she had to feel this pain so, huddled in the corner of some room.
She always heard things she couldn't describe; a minute felt like a year to her.
She wondered how on Earth she was able to leave her safe. warm bed to such an unbearable place?
Perhaps a nightmare, but she thought the truth of abandonment was in order.
Just when she thought she'd loose her sanity, she awoke in her old bed, eyes swelled and red from her tears, streaming down her face.
She looked toward the light that fled into her room as it captivated her thoughts.
A shadow's form rushed toward her. whispered her name, and embraced her.
She hugged the known stranger as he carassed and kissed her.
For she finally knew where she was...
The beginning of her first end.
Don't say it outloudI can't do it again. I went through it once, and got nothing but heartache. You'd think I'd learn. I need to get a grip. I can't like Matthew. I can't fall for my best friend. I see the way he looks at me, when he thinks no one's paying attention.Don't say it outloud5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I try to discourage him, I really do. I tell him I'll never fall in love. I tell everyone that. But it doesn't stop West from giving me those pitying looks when I mention going over to see Mattie. That doesn't stop Francis and Antonio from grinning like maniacs when I say I was with him. They just smile and say "Oh, we understand. You love your little birdie."
I tell them all the time, that I won't fall in love again.
Yes. I loved someone before. Or I thought I did. Lizzy. She was tom boyish and violent, and I thought we'd get together and have violent little babies. Except, she didn't like me. She preferred my....friend. Roderich. Of course, tomboyish Lizzy would like the prissy man who spends his time playing the piano. Just my
Latvia x Ukraine I am Latvia. I on a daily basis get tortured by Russia and Belarus. My brothers, they try to keep me safe, but they can only do so much. Their comforting can only stop so many tears. Sealand, he acts so friendly. Too friendly. He doesn't understand what I mean by personal space. Always tackling me or hugging me, I wondered when I would find someone who understood how I felt. Then, I met Ukraine. She was just as shy as me and understood alone time. She didn't come on so strongly at first, like most people. She just smiled or waved or just made polite conversation about silly things like the weather. I liked it. I think she liked it too. Well, maybe she was just happy that a man was looking at her face for once, and not her, um farmland. That part of her kind of scares me though. I know it's not her fault. But anyway our relationship was kind of just minor, until that one night. Russia had hit me on my face. Not like he usually does. TLatvia x Ukraine5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
APH: Just this once"Did you get beat up again?" Lovina watched Antonio drag himself in, covered in bruises and cuts, bleeding on the floor she'd just cleaned earlier that morning. "Some boss you are, can't even hold your own in a fight." She put her small hands on where her hips would be if she had them and watched him pull himself upright, using a nearby table for balance. More blood dripped on the floor and he panted, holding his side.APH: Just this once5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I'm home, Lovina," he told her, smiling despite the pain he was in. Her brown eyes widened more than she thought them capable of. He could smile? Even when he was hurt and she greeted him so coldly?
"W-Well " she said, blushing lightly, "At least you made it in one piece..." She shuffled off to go back to her duties, trying not to think of the blood on the floor or his smile.
Later, she came to his rooms to do a bit of tidying up and found him sitting on the sofa trying to bandage his wounds.