SpainxReader: Just Childhood Friends
"__________, this is Toni," your mother said, "his mother and I have some business to discuss. Why don't you go play?"
You nodded and held your Bob the Tomato plushie tighter.
Toni was play with blocks with two babies, when he looked up you could see his eyes brighten. "Hi!"
You waved shyly.
"I'm Toni, who are you?"
"Do you want to play with me?"
You nodded and sat down.
He pointed to the two babies, "This is Lovi and Feli."
Bob creased as you held him tighter.
"Do you like tomatoes?"
Looking down you noticed he had noticed your toy. "Y-yes."
He smiled, he was missing his two front teeth, "I think you and I will become best friends."
Toni could remember to this day how he met __________. She was so shy when he first met her, now she was bubbly and outgoing like he was.
It had been around two years ago that he realized he didn't like ___________ anymore. There was no way he could ever view her as a friend ever again. He was in love with her, it was l
SpainxReader: AnnoyingSpainxReader: Annoying3 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Ugg, you’re so annoying!” you shouted at the Spaniard.
Antonio had been following you and annoying you everywhere.
“Señorita ___________, wait for me!”
You turned around to face him, “Antonio Carriedo. Leave. Me. ALONE!”
He looked hurt, “But __________-.”
“No!” you snapped, “I’m sick of you following me around like a lost puppy! Go bother someone else!”
Toni took a step back and the turned around and ran off.
“Thank God,” you murmured and walked away.
A week later you noticed a strange empty feeling in your stomach…you didn’t know why, but you got this feeling that something was missing.
“Lovino…do you know where Toni is?”
The Italian scowled at you, “Probably under the bleachers, as usual. Nice job you witch.”
Your eyes widened as he walked off. However you went to find the silly Spaniard.
“Toni…Toni are you here?”
Pirate!SpainxReader: Te AmoPirate!SpainxReader: Te Amo3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Our ship has been taken!" Eliza shouted running away from the monstrous ship that had gotten near your small sailing ship.
"Hey ladies!" shouted a man with a Spanish accent. You grabbed a piece of splintered wood and prepared to defend yourself and your friend. "Who don't you put hat stick down and come along peacefully, si?"
"No," you said and swung your 'weapon' at the Spanish invader. "Leave us alone we have nothing you want!"
The Spanish pirate laughed, "But I think you do. I mean you're here aren't you, chica?"
You gave him a dry laugh, "Very funny, I know some Spanish too. Tu es un bastardo!"
"Toni we got the girl, are you ready to go?
Toni, who at the moment looked very distracted at what you said, "S-si." He ran over and tried to grab you, but you swung the stick right in front of him. Just missing him.
"Come at me!"
"You couldn't possibly hit me-hay!" You smacked him on the arm with your stick.
"Try me cerdo (pig)," you shouted getting ready to hit him again.
Toni shot at you
SpainxReader Why is it always me?SpainxReaderSpainxReader Why is it always me?3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Why is it always me?
Your parents weren't the most responsible adults in the world. They didn't at like adults at all. If anything, you were the adult and they were the over grown teenagers. Which is why you jumped at the chance to move out. Who could blame you? It was your first year of college. You wanted a new and more responsible life.
So you said yes, you didn't mind sharing a small house with his boss's son. And yes, it didn't matter that it was a half hour walk to the college. And yes, it was really no trouble to find a job, because your parents had decided that it was time for you to grow independent.
You had to refrain from pointing out that you were the one who had helped your mother pay bills since you were fifteen.
But it was nice, finally free in a way. Sadly, your happy elevated mood only lasted for three seconds after you rang the door bell of the modest little house. Because that's when your new housemate opened
An accident during football (SpainXReader)Inconspicuously, you tried to give Antonio a sign to tell him you were free. You were playing football in the sports class today and even if you weren’t that good at it you were having a lot of fun. Ludwig and Lovino were constantly stealing the ball from each other as were Alfred and Feliciano.An accident during football (SpainXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
When the German passed it to Antonio, you jumped up and down to get his attention at the other side of the field. Come on! I’m over here! You wanted to shout but just as you were about to open your mouth, the cheerful Spaniard spotted you, sending the ball flying over to where you stood.
Stepping back to catch it on your chest, you wobbled and in an instant the whole of the world seemed to fly upwards.
“Bella! Are you okay?!” You heard and before you knew it, you were surrounded by your teammates and friends. “I’m alright, I think.” You muttered, groaning as you sat up. You rubbed the back of your head gently, feeling a bump forming where you’d hi
EnglandxReader: My Knight in a Green SweaterEnglandxReader: My Knight in a Green Sweater3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"That's not funny Francis," you said reaching for your crown, "give it back!"
"Aww does the little princess want her stupid little tiara back?"
You started to cry, "My tiara isn't stupid, give it back!"
Francis continued to torment you until someone called out, "Give it back Francis…"
"Ohonhon, is the little black sheep trying to play the hero?"
"I said give it back to her," Arthur snapped.
Francis dropped your crown, breaking it, and ran off.
You continued to cry.
"I-I'm sorry," Arthur said.
You looked at him, "It's not your fault."
Arthur blushed and took your hand, "I'll make it up to you. Let's go make you a new one."
He led you to a bunch of field flowers and started to string them together, "Here." He placed the crown on your head.
You blushed, "T-thank you…Artie."
"Give me back my book Francis!"
"Not until you agree to go on a date with moi."
You growled and tried to climb over him to get your book, "I'll claw your eyes out! Give me back my book!"
Turtle Parade SpainxReader“You know something, Lovi?”Turtle Parade SpainxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
“I keep wondering how you managed to survive being raised by Toni.”
“Hm. Yeah, probably.”
A few moments passed in silence.
“Why are you asking?”
“He’s running around with Gilbert and Francis trying to catch a tomato fairy that I think is actually just a hummingbird.”
“…That tomato bastard.”
You laughed and moved to lie on the grass next to Lovi. Of course you wouldn’t actually say anything mean about Toni; the two of you had been best friends since you were little countries just starting out in the world. You guys were inseparable; whenever one of you got into a fight, the other was right there in the thick of it. If you ever had a problem, Toni was always the first person you went to, regardless of what was wrong. And you were the first person he sought out as well.
But sometimes you had to question his mental state, which is what
Questions, questions (Pirate SpainXReader)Your son looked at you as you scrubbed the bar tables with a ragged piece of cloth. Luckily your tavern was closed now or you’d have a even larger headache. Your child was in that phase of childhood that everyone had been through; the phase when he questions everything.Questions, questions (Pirate SpainXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
And of course you had to give him a legitimate answer, or at least one that sounded legitimate otherwise he wouldn’t stop nagging you. “Mama, why is the sky blue?” He asked and you froze. It was a hard one this time, even you didn’t know the answer to that one off the top of your head.
I mean you were just a simple barmaid, how could you know something like that?!
“It’s magic.” You replied with a straight face, wringing out the cloth in the wooden bucket that stood to your side.
“Why do we have to drink and eat?” Your son swung his legs as he asked you the questions, gazing expectantly at you. You were his mother! You knew everything!
Revenge with a shower (SpainXReader)You squelched up to Antonio’s front door. Should I...? You thought numbly, your fist already raised. You barely had time to shake your head and turn away when suddenly the door swung open. Antonio frowned, worried as to why you were so soaked.Revenge with a shower (SpainXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Hi!” You said, trying to sound cheerful, but the hoarseness of your voice told him more than enough. “Come in, I’ll get you some towels.”
He left you dripping in his hallway for a moment, bending down to free your wet feet. “Thanks.” You murmured as Antonio wrapped several towels around you.
He took your hand and led you into his warm living where you sat gratefully on his sofa. “What happened?” He demanded, sitting down next to you and gazing at you with those concerned green eyes of his.
“You know my boyfriend had quite the reputation of a player right?” He nodded, not liking where this was going. You laughed hollowly, snuggling into the warmth of the towels.
Angel!SpainxReaderAngel!SpainxReaderAngel!SpainxReader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You woke up ten minutes after your alarm went off. Scrambling out of bed, you rushed to get ready for the day. Your boss was adamant on employs arriving on time.
If they had an event for speed dressing at the Olympics, you would get gold medals every time.
Even though you had probably broken the World record for getting ready, you were still late for your job by five minutes.
Your employer, Mr.Kirkland, lectured you on 'Showing up on time' and 'Shouldn't look like you had let a baboon dress you'
After suffering this indignity, you were sent to the store room to stack crates tea boxes on their proper shelves.
"I don't know how you do this every day Berwald."
The tall Swedish man smiled slightly, shaking his head. "It's not that bad."
You rolled your eyes, "My shoulders feel like they're about to fall off and it's not even lunch time."
Berwald patted your back, silently going about his job. You noticed that he took
IcelandxReader: That Thin LineIcelandxReader: That Thin Line3 years ago in Romance More Like This
That strange feeling you got whenever his was around. The urge to stand near him and run away at the same time. All this time you had assumed it loathing. The way two of you could fight about nothing for hours. All this time you thought you hated him. At times the two of you would just plain glare at each other, all this time meant nothing.
"I think I want to die," you moaned into the pillow as your sister Lili tried to console you.
"__________, I'm sure Emil is sorry for picking that fight, can't you just get along."
"I won't go back to school Lili, he's there."
Lili sighed, "The two of you have always hated each other, I don't see why now is any dif…rent…_________."
She took a deep breath, "I hate to ask thing, but…are you…by any chance…in love with Emil?"
You looked up from the pillow with puffy red eyes, "Maybe…"
Lili squealed, "Oh __________ this is wonderful!"
"No it's not!" you shouted crying again, "He hates me!"
"Just stop treating him badly and make up," she shook you
Spain x ReaderYou and Antonio were friends. Just friends. You had to nail that down in your head before you got any stupid ideas and ended up getting hurt. So you just rang his doorbell, mentally preparing for the next few moments. The door would open, and you would be blindsided by those stunning green eyes, perfectly framed by his brown hair. Then he would turn, and you would have to resist... looking down.Spain x Reader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
But you were ready for this. You would only be friends with him. You knew the people he hung out with, completing the infamous "bad touch trio", and you knew how he probably treated girls. Of course you were different, you had gotten sidetracked by his charm (who wouldn't?) but you fought through it and decided the closest you could ever be to him was as a friend. And you made it so.
"Hola, chica!" he said cheerily, opening the door. As expected the green eyes were shining and full of light.
Instantly he brought a grin to your face. "Hey, Toni." Luckily, he waved you into the house so yo
Punk!PrussiaxPunk!Reader: Sk8er BoiPunk!PrussiaxPunk!Reader: Sk8er Boi3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Unlike some people your days started sometime in the afternoon. And they ended sometime around three or four in the morning.
This was because you and your fiancé Gil lived almost every teenager’s dream of making their living in a rock band.
“Hey, babe, wake up,” your boyfriend whispered in your ear.
“Too early,” you whined pulling the covers over your face.
Hands under the covers squeezed your sides. Half from shock at his cold hands and half from his tickling you jumped. “Ah!”
He laughed and pulled the covers down off your face. “Kensesese~.”
“Gilbert Beillschmidt! That wasn’t funny,” you pouted.
He got on top of you, holding his body up by his knees and hands, “Yes it was.” He leaned down and kissed up and down your neck.
“Fine…” you groaned trying to push him off of you, “it was…just…ahhh…stop.”
He mumbled a soft, “Nein,” into you
Mafia!RomanoxMafia!Reader: Not Your Typical RomeoMafia!RomanoxMafia!Reader: Not Your Typical Romeo3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Groaning you looked to your watch. This was the third time he had been late. If he didn’t show up in the next ten minutes then you would leave and it would be the third time he had failed to show up. It wasn’t as if you didn’t know what he was doing.
Probably something to do with the “family business”.
“Madam, are you ready to order?”
You turned to look at the waiter, “Give him five more minutes.” With a sigh you gazed at the elegance around you. The soft glow of garden lights, the cool air of the outside balcony, the flicker of the candle on your table.
Glancing at the table inside you saw the Police Commissioner. Quickly you turned your face, you had made yourself well known in the crime world. People wanted other people to disappear? Well you were the magician. Putting your hand under the table you put it over the gun strapped to your thigh.
“Madam, are you ready to or-.”
“Just bring me the b
Kisses don't just heal (SpainXReader)You started, dumping the washing up in the sink when you heard a crash and a loud wail. “Toni?” You shouted through the bathroom door, worried about what your flatmate had gotten up to this time.Kisses don't just heal (SpainXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Chicaaaaaa!!!” He yelled over the splash of water and after finding the door was unlocked, you burst in. Antonio’s hand was bleeding badly and you immediately grasped his hand in yours. Wincing, he bit his lip as you examined his knuckles.
It wasn’t a pretty sight; it actually looked as though his skin had some holes in it. Doing your best not to gag, you pushed his hand back under the tap. “What the hell did you do?!” You cried as you flung useless item after useless item out of the cupboard.
He sniffed loudly, tears rolling over his cheeks. “I-I just, I don’t know, I was just so angry and-“
You glanced up to see him and caught sight of the state of the mirror. Several drips of blood were falling from the jagged shards of what
Almost ThereAlmost There3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Antonio answer your phone." You grumbled as you listened to the endless ringing of the phone. "Answer, answer, answer, answer!" You yelled.
"Hola, how may I help you?" Antonio's cheery voice said.
"Toni! Where have you been? You've haven't been answering my calls, I was really worried." You sighed curling yourself up on your chair.
"Lo siento mi amor, I have been very busy." Antonio apologized.
"With what? I miss my best friend." You stated.
"Why don't I just show you." He stated.
"Fine, is it at your house-"
"No, just go to 137 Privet Ave." Antonio laughed.
"Alright, I'll be over there in a few, see you soon Toni." You smiled.
"Bye mi amor." He laughed, a blush tainted your cheeks when he called you my love. You've always had a huge crush on the Spaniard but were too shy to say anything.
"Toni?" You called out as you entered the building Antonio told you to go to. The place was down an alley way, the inside of t
~I am Yours~ SpainXReader~I am Yours~ SpainXReader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I am what? I am me but not me. What am I? I am you but not you. I am what? What am I?
Odeirrac zednanref oinotna
That was what the note said. A note? Why would someone pass you a note? It had an origami rose with it that said I love you on the petals. You looked over to your partner, she had passed you the items.
She shrugged as you mouthed the words, Who? You were horrible at riddles too... You quickly slid it into your pocket, class was ending anyways. Next was lunch so you'd have time to figure it out with your friends.
Riiiiiiiiiiing the bell rang loudly making you jump unexpectedly. You shook yourself to clear the shakiness and grabbed your backpack as the teacher dismissed you.
(At your lunch table) You gazed off into wall, lost in thought while eating your lunch. Who had sent you the note? No one had really looked s
Spain x Reader MineSpain x Reader Mine3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Spain x Reader
"Hey, Antonio, can I ask you a question?" you said, looking up at your husband of three years. You were sitting on a couch with your head in his lap, watching television.
"Hm? Sure, __________! Ask away~!" he replied, flashing you his signature smile.
You let out a small giggle. He was adorable.
"Do you remember the first time we met?" he brushed a strand of (h/l) (h/c) hair away from your face, and stroked your cheek.
"Of course I do," he said, with a soothing tone in his voice.
"It went like this:"
You were sitting in a warm lodge style café, searching through your large (f/c) messenger bag.
"Ugh! Where did I put the apartment address ." You mumbled, as your eyebrows pulled together in concer
Marry Me (Spain x Reader)Marry Me (Spain x Reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Roma~ Please I need your help, mi amigo!" Spain pleaded to the auburn haired hot head. Romano groaned and continued to read his paper. The Spainard had suddenly rushed into the Italy Brother's home, yelling and asking about how he should propose to you.
Romano took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He turned to Spain, a vain visible on his temple.
"Listen , Antonio. (Name) is your woman, not mine , so solve your own damn problem." Romano hissed at Spain. Spain whimpered and dropped his head in disappoinment. Romano was right , but there was no way he was just going to propose to you without it being original. You were special to him. You hmde his heart race like nobody's business and it hurt to be away from you. Hell it hurt to be away from you now.
"Hey fratello! Don't be so mean to big brother Spain!" Italy shouted while running down the steps.
Romano scoffed. " You can't tell me what to do , idiota. And wern't you taking a siesta! Mind your own damn business!"
Italy pouted , but
Pirate!EnglandxReader: Good Men GonePirate!EnglandxReader: Good Men Gone3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Al, Mat, get back here!" you shouted trying to call back your five year old twin sons.
Alfred and Matthew had run ahead on the beach, and out of your sights. "Ma! Ma! Look what I found!"
Alfred and Matthew soon came back within sights, Alfred holding in one hand, his brother's hand, and the other a sea shell. "It's beautiful Al."
"It's for you," he said putting it in your hand. Matthew let go of his twin's hand and grabbed onto your skirt.
"Mama, I wanna go home," he yawned, "I'm tired."
You looked up at the sun, "Well it does seem time for your nap."
Alfred jumped up and down, "I don't need a nap!"
Matthew reached up for you to carry him. "Mama…"
Making sure he had his teddy bear you picked him up and held him on your hip. With your other hand you took Alfred's hand, "Time to go Al. The beach can get mighty scary if you don't have someone to protect you."
"I'm not tired," he complained.
"You still need to get a nap while I make dinner," you said.
On the way back to your small cottage
Spanish Stereotypes..Spanish Stereotypes..3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"(Nameee)? You paying attention?"
You blinked a few times, to look straight into the green eyes of your Spanish friend Antonio. You gave him a reasuring smile, before slumping back in your seat.
If it wasn't obvious enough, you really liked him, and there was only one way you could really get to see him often..
"Do you really want to learn Spanish (Name)?"
You looked up at Antonio and nodded.
He sighed though, not sounding very amused.
You felt your ears begin to heat up, at the thoughts running through your mind.
The reason for being so distracted, was because of a certain someone's behind.
That's right, once your Spanish friend turned his back towards to write on the chalkboard, your eyes focused right towards his buttoks. The rumors you heard were true, Antonio really did have a nice ass.
He never did seem like the stereotypes you found online. But, you still wanted to ask anyway.
"Okay (name) translate-"
"Can I ask you a few questions?" you asked while raisi
FrancexReader: Breakups HurtFrancexReader: Breakups Hurt3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I'm sorry __________, but it's just not working out," your boyfriend said.
You nodded, you really liked him. It was like losing a best friend or a dog, but you didn't love him.
"Sorry," he said and left.
Sitting on the park bench you felt small tears come to your eyes. The two od you had been together for half a year. Now it was over.
"Hello __________," a voice from behind snarled, "why are you crying. Did your boyfriend break up with you?"
You looked up at Francis with a curious eye, "Yes…why?"
He laughed, not a very nice one either, "Well it must be that you're so ugly. No one in his right mind would date you looking like that. He was right to dump you. You are so ugly."
A few more tears came to your eyes, "That's not why he said we just weren't working out and-."
"But was that what he meant? Believe me, you're ugly and no man is ever going to want you." With that he walked off.
You started to cry, maybe you were ugly…maybe you were.
"__________, I can't take any
CanadaxReader: Just The Boy Next DoorCanadaxReader: Just The Boy Next Door3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Matthew watch as his brother, as usual, got all the attention. Especially from ____________. He didn't know why he wasn't good enough for her to acknowledge, why he was always 'Alfred's brother'.
That's when it happened. Her gaze finally turned to him. Her face turned red as Alfred walked her over, "And this is my bro Canada!"
"H-hi," she said a blush prettily painting her cheeks.
She looked at him her (e/c) shining, "I'm _________." She held out her hand for him to shake, "Nice to meet you."
"Dude, __________'s been asking about you," America said, "She's been dying to meet you for weeks now."
It seemed impossible, but her face went to an even darker shade of red, "A-America…"
America laughed and ran off, "I'll leave you two love birds alone."
Canada's face also turned red, "Umm…__________."
____________ turned to face him, "Yes?"
"Would you like to go out sometime?"
"Is now good?" she asked.
Matthew smiled and took her hand, "Now is great."
Maybe he wasn't just the boy next d
PrussiaxReader: Backfired GloatingPrussiaxReader: Backfired Gloating3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I wouldn't bother confessing __________," Eliza told you.
"He just doesn't like you that way, I'm sorry."
"Whatever Eliza," you said preoccupied with the letter you were writing to that special someone.
"I asked," she piped up again.
You groaned as she continued to sneakily insult you.
"___________!" a voice from the front door called. "I'm back!"
Your face turned red, he was here. Now was your chance. But you were too late and Eliza answered the door and started to flirt with him. "Hey Gilly."
The albino gentleman walked into your kitchen were you sat. Quickly you hit your letter to him, "Hey Gil. What's up?"
"Nothing much, you?"
Eliza bounced into the room, "__________ is writing a love note."
Your face turned red, "Eliza!"
Gilbert turned slightly pale although you didn't notice.
"Yup, but I told her it wasn't worth it," she continued, "I mean it's not like the boy she likes would ever like her back, I mean-."
"Shut up Eliza!" Gilbert snapped. "__________ is pretty, and