Mafia!RomanoxMafia!Reader: Not Your Typical Romeo
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
Mafia!RomanoxAssassin!Reader: Cupid Carries a GunMafia!RomanoxAssassin!Reader: Cupid Carries a Gun2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"_________ I have another job for you," a smooth Italian voice whispered into your ear. You had been hired to the Vargas family since you were ten and, at that time, the heir's companion.
"It better not be to clean out the cat's litter box," you grumbled lowering the paper. "That is not in my job description."
Lovino, your childhood friend and boss, circled you and gave you one of his charming smiles, "Not like that bella ragazza. I was thinking more like, you and me at mio fratello's restaurant."
"Mr. Vargas it isn't my job to entertain you anymore," you snipped. After you turned fifteen, Romulus Vargas sent you to learn how to be an assassin. During that time you became ruthless and coldhearted. A relationship, even an abnormal one would be out of the question.
Lovino, head of the mafia, sighed, "___________, why do you hate me?"
Raising the paper so that it hid your face you said calmly, "I cannot hate the hand that feeds me Mr. Vargas."
"When are you going to call me Lovino again,"
Mafia!RomanoxMashup!DJ!ReaderMafia!RomanoxMashup!DJ!Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Everybody please welcome Mashup DJ artist _________!" the host shouted, "Welcome, it's great to have you on the show…"
"It's great to be here," you said.
Romano, or Lovino as he liked to be referred to, watched the TV his eyes wide. She was beautiful, when he heard about this DJ (last name) he expected some teenager with 4 o'clock shadow and his pants halfway to the ground. Instead he saw a smartly dressed young woman with (h/l) (h/c) hair and bright (e/c) eyes.
"Feliciano!" shouted Lovino.
His younger brother ran into the living room with a bowl full of pasta, "What is it fratello?"
He turned to look at his brother, "Does your friend that potato bastard still own us."
"He can clear his debt if he can get his brother to get her," he pointed at the TV, "to his club."
"Really, why he-." Feliciano stopped when he saw the DJ. Now he understood. "Ok."
Lovino Vargas, head of the Italian mafia always got his woman.
Three days later…
"Ah, another night of music," you smiled
Romano x Reader: He didn't mean that!Romano x Reader: He didn’t mean that!Romano x Reader: He didn't mean that!2 years ago in Romance More Like This
READ ME: I really wanted to do a Romano fanfic, but I hate writting bad words and such so every bad word here will be censored by '*' except for the itlain cuss words. If you want to find out the meaning of the italian cuss word, read the description box below. Enjoy! =^.^=
Before you and Romano were a thing, you absolutely loved celebrating each and every holiday by going out, except Christmas and Thanksgiving; you usually spent those days with your family. For some reason Independence day was a big deal to your close friend; Alfred, who could never find another person to celebrate the day with, so you always offered up to celebrate with him. Either way you just loved celebrating, even Valentine’s Day; it didn’t bother you one bit that you were single.
Nowadays, you didn’t get a chance to celebrate anything due to your hot head of a boyfriend, Romano Vargas.
No Longer Invisible [Romano x Shy!Reader]There he is. Lovino Vargas. The hottest guy in class. The guy that every girl wants.No Longer Invisible [Romano x Shy!Reader]2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Here I am. [First Name][Last Name]. That one person who’s never really noticed by many. Due to my shyness, people notice Matthew Williams more than me…
Once again, I watch as girls flock towards the Italian. Most of them are wearing tight shirts, others wearing short skirts. They’re desperate to get his attention. So desperate, that they’ll wear the sluttiest clothes to get a reaction out of them. And the worst part about this, he actually notices. Lovino tends to flirt. With just about every pretty girl.
But this time was different. I watched as his hazel eyes scanned the crowds of people. As if he were searching for somebody… Probably his brother Feliciano. Who was making his way towards me. Feli was one of the few people who noticed me, thank god.
“Ciao bella~” He called out in a singsongy voice. I allowed myself to smile at the adorable Italian. He
Romano x Reader: Cleaning Up*Warnings: Mild language and... fluff... //shot*Romano x Reader: Cleaning Up2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"DAMMIT!" you screamed in dismay as tomato sauce splattered all over you and the kitchen counter. Romano walked up behind you, clicking his tongue in disapproval.
"Now now, _____, a ragazza shouldn't be using that kind of language," he chided, his voice rising and falling melodically with his strong Italian accent. Your face began to burn, and you stuttered as you tried to explain yourself.
"W-well, that's what I get f-for hanging around you too much," you retorted weakly. He chuckled, his golden eyes leering at you. After holding your gaze silently for a few moments, he turned to survey the bright red mess you had made.
"And this is what I get when I decide to let you try and make pasta," he mused, his hands on his hips. You hid your tomato-ey hands behind your back and stared at your feet.
"Look, I'm sorry, okay? I-I wasn't trying to waste all those tomatoes..." Your voice started out with a defiant tone but grew very soft and t
SpainxReader: AnnoyingSpainxReader: Annoying2 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?”
The only one that matters (RomanoXReader)Your eyes widened. Heart beating fast, you quickly reread the comment on the latest piece of yours. “—badly done—“The only one that matters (RomanoXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“—hate this kind of half-arsed work—“
Trembling, you stared at your quivering fingertips, something heavy in your throat preventing you form gulping. Did they really mean that? Did they really hate your work?
Before you could stop yourself, tears started leaking from your blurry eyes. “Ah, wh-what?” You questioned yourself as you tried desperately to dry your tears with the heels of your hands, but it was useless; they were leaking from your face and creating puddles on the surface of your desk.
Cursing inwardly, you made sure none of them landed on your computer and you pushed away from your desk, your chair rolling to the side of your bed. You dropped yourself on the covers and cuddled up to your largest pillow, burying your face
Punk!PrussiaxPunk!Reader: Sk8er BoiPunk!PrussiaxPunk!Reader: Sk8er Boi2 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
RomanoXReader - Frequent CustomerRomanoXReader - Frequent Customer2 years ago in Romance More Like This
While working the counter at your job like you so often did, you got a call on the phone for an order, which wasn't out of the ordinary either.
"Roma Pizza." You said.
"Ciao." Came a male Italian voice. "I'd like to place an order for pick up."
"Ok. Can I have the name please?"
"Romano Vargas." The man replied.
You typed the name into the computer. "Ok and what would you like, sir?" You asked.
"I'd like one plain pizza, your spaghetti and meatballs, and your Italian sub with everything on it." He told you.
You punched in the order as the man said it. "That'll be 27.29 and it'll be ready in..." You looked to see how many tickets there were already. None. Not surprising. It was the end of your shift. "Fifteen to twenty minutes." You told him.
"Bene. Grazie." He said and hung up.
No less than five minutes later did a man walk in with amber eyes and dark brown hair with a weird little curl that jutted from his hair to the left. You had to admit to yourself that he looked kind of attractive
RomanoxReader: Notebook Entries(Name) wasn't in good shape. She was staying with the Vargas's for the weekend since her parents were out, and she helped her Lovino in return to get a date with a girl in school. She didn't mind helping her friends when she could, but what she did mind was that she just couldn't get to him.RomanoxReader: Notebook Entries2 years ago in Romance More Like This
He didn't know how she felt when he told her that he wanted to have a date with this girl. It tore her apart when he told her bluntly about it.
She sat quietly on the couch, writing every single emotion she had onto a page in her notebook.
"(Name), are you okay?" Feliciano, his younger brother asked.
"Oh, I'm alright, Feli."
"But you're writing like crazy~! You only do that when there's something on your mind!" He began thinking of reasons (Name) could be writing about. "Was is the pasta I made for dinner?"
She chuckled softly. "No, the pasta was delicious, actually."
"Oh… Is it fratello?"
She froze in place, a little blush spreading on her cheeks. "Um…"
"It is, isn't it?" Feliciano k
RomanoxReader~Request"And that is why I like tom-WHAAAA ROMANO WHAT IS THIS?!?" Spain cried, snapping the young child from his nap. His brown hair muffled over his face before he blew it back, the little curl on the right side of his head perked back up. Sitting there looking dumb, Spain finally shook his head at the large mess on the ground.RomanoxReader~Request2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The girl that was with him, (Frist name) (last name), was quite astonished at the sight, but also felt a little bad for Spain. She had asked him to help pick out the 'best' tomatoes at the farmers market, and he delightfully took of the opportunity, and left little Romano at home. Only to discover..
"Bastard. You left me!" the little cried, kicking a empty can across the floor, making a pouty face. (Your name) tried to hold in the giggles that wanted to come out, but she knew Spain didn't deserve this. The poor child was left at home with chores, and being lazy as he was, made a mess instead.
"Not THAT long!" Spain was scanning around the room looking at all the error
ReaderxRomanoLovino Vargas was squirming in his seat.ReaderxRomano2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Jesus Christ, Grandpa, can't you drive any faster?!"
"Lovino, I'm already going 20 miles over the speed limit. Calm down."
"Ve~, fratello, I'm sure _______ isn't going anywhere. She's probably just as excited to see you!"
Lovino was growing even more impatient by the second. After being gone for two months in Italy, he wanted to see his best friend, _______! But, still a good forty minutes from his home, all he could do was wait. He could still remember when he first met _______, back in his freshman year of high school.
FLASHBACK!! WOO~ WOO~WOO~!!!
Lovino was storming through the halls of his high school, moving fast to get away from the constant torture he was put through from the jerks around him. He moved to (country other than Italy) only three months ago, and ever since he got here he has been the victim to constant insults and abuse. His brother of course didn't
Chocolates~(RomanoXReader) You quickly glanced around the room, seeing as no one was around you slowly walk towards the kitchen, no one was there either. Smirking to yourself you grabbed the small ladder, and place it in front of the huge cabinet wall you had. Climbing all the way to the top you opened the smallest door, and reach in to grab a golden box. Picking out on of the finely wrapped squares and shut the box closed, you softly close the cabinet's door then began climbing down the ladder. Once everything was set back to place you smiled widely and jump up to sit on the counter. Slowly you unwrap the nice treat and throw away the wrapper. Checking once again to make sure no one was around you were about to placed the chocolate into your mouth whole, when a loud, "NO!" came out of no where. You jumped and turned around to see your boyfriend, Romano, standing at the door way, pointing at you like you committed some sort of crimeChocolates~(RomanoXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"(y/n) What the fuck do you think your doing!?" he s
Someone Who Makes Me Smile~ LovinoxReaderSomeone Who Makes Me Smile~ LovinoxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were sitting on the bus, listening to your mp3 player and staring outside, but not at anything particular. Today was a beautiful winter day, which was something unusual for you to think -since you generally hated the cold- but today was also unusually warm and the sun was shining. You were happily and peacefully humming along to the song you were listening until-
“Hey, idiota, move over,” a familiar voice said as he poked your head.
Surprised, you quickly glanced at the person who invaded your daydreaming and pouted. It was Lovi, and he didn’t seem like he was going to sit anywhere else. You sighed and scooted over next to the window and hugged your backpack as he plopped down next to you.
When your thighs touched, you flinched and almost squeaked out loud but instead scooted over some more and buried your face into your backpack and prayed that he wouldn’t notice your reddening face.
Lovi and you were class mates for one of your college courses, and neighbo
Trying Not To Swear - Romano x ReaderTrying Not To Swear Romano x ReaderTrying Not To Swear - Romano x Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
*A/N: Well, it is a Romano x Reader so expect a lot of swearing*
"That fucking tomato bastard!" shouted your boyfriend Lovino slamming the door to your house.
You and the Italian have been dating for the past few years now and things have been going great! The only problem, his swearing was getting hard to handle. It was always "The tomato bastard" this, or "that fucking ass hole" that. It was getting a little tiresome.
You sighed as the he stalked into the kitchen and planted a kiss on your cheek. "So, how was your day?" you asked casually. Lovino sneered.
"That stupid tomato bastard never shuts up! Him and the potato bastard! They have to learn how to mind their own fucking business!" he rambled. You smiled sadly and commented.
"Do you have to swear after every sentence?" Lovino looked at you as if you just sneezed out a butterfly.
RomanoXReader Sleepless Nights"Lovi, could you get that box over there? I'm kind of busy with this one right here!" You shouted from the top of the spiral staircase. Lovino was at the bottom, carrying a few other boxes out of the car. He raised his head, sending his odd curl bouncing up and down.RomanoXReader Sleepless Nights2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Dammit, why can't you do it yourself, ragazza? For your information, I'm carrying more boxes than you!" The Italian complained.
Sighing loudly, you gave up. If he was going to be stubborn, might as well do it yourself.
I mean, you did owe him for letting you stay at his place. After the accident.
You lived in a small and cozy apartment a couple blocks away from Lovi. It wasn't much, but for you it was enough and you never complained. You were currently living alone and worked daytime as a waitress so you could say everything was going great in your life so far.
Today was Saturday, so that meant you had the day off.
Finally, after a full week of work!
Romano x Reader: Flattery"CHIGIII~!"Romano x Reader: Flattery2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Romano's home~" you observed, nodding in unison with the coppery kitten that you were curled up on the sofa with. You were at the Vargas' house, waiting for your friend Feliciano to come back from a "date" with Ludwig. The man in question (Romano) stalked into the house, slamming the door with such force as to rattle the windows, muttering under his breath.
"Hi to you too," you murmured as Romano stomped straight into the kitchen and started banging pots and pans around.
"I hate that stupid potato jerk!" you heard him raging, most likely to himself but definitely loud enough for everyone and anyone in the area to hear. "That stupid German should just die! It's always 'Germany this, Germany that~!' and it makes me sick!" he screamed. There was a loud BONG as a particularly hefty pot dented the side of the fridge. You winced, and the greatly perturbed kitty snuggled deeper into your arms.
"D-don't I have good qualities too?!" Romano wailed, tears in his voice- something that
Marry Me (Romano x Reader)Marry Me (Romano x Reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
((Excuse me while I stare at this Italian hunk of a man))
"Idiota! That is the worst idea ever!" Romano snapped at his brother. Italy flinched and put his hands up in front of him , as if to protect himself from his temperamental brother.
"I'm sorry fratello! I used up a lot of good ideas when helping Big Brothers Antonio and Francis!" the younger Italian whined.
Romano scoffed and turned his head to look out the window. It was a bright sunny day , not a cloud in the sky. A day that would make anyone happy. Except , of course , the highly upset Italian.
'Once again my brother thinks of others before me. There's no way in hell I'm proposing to (Name) like...THAT. It's too damn cliché' Romano continued to fume.
"Fratello. (Name) is a really sweet ragazza. I'm sure she doesn't care how you propose to her." Italy smiled towards his big brother. He didn't mean to give all his ideas to others , it just happened. He didn't even know that his fratello wanted to propose to you.
RomanoxReader An Awkward Situation Romano never was a happy child. Throughout his childhood he saw his younger brother get appraised for his many talents. But when he tried to find something that he could do. The more the list of things Romano couldn't do became larger. Eventually he stopped trying, because he was afraid that if the list grew even larger. The farther the gap grew between him and his loved ones.RomanoxReader An Awkward Situation2 years ago in Romance More Like This
When he was taken in by Spain he was afraid of being rejected. So before he could feel the hurt of rejection he rejected Spain. But slowly Romano found himself looking up to the gleeful country of Spain.
When Romano left Spain's house he was saddened, but he was happy. He was happy because he would be spending time with his brother Feliciano. But this silver lining did not last long. His brother had gained new friends, and he spent a great amount of his time with them. Romano found himself alone, like the times in his childhood. When
Pay Another Way (Romano X Reader)Pay Another Way (Romano X Reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"LOVIIIIIIII~" "Oh n- DIO MIO!" THUMP. Your glomp sent the unaware Italian to the ground with you landing on top.
"IDIOTA, GET THE HELL OFF OF ME!" He struggled under you, scarlet spreading across his face from the closeness. Giggling, you jumped off and help the grumbling man stand up.
You patted his dark brown hair with a cute smile, "Sorry, Romano! You're just so much fun to hug!"
"THAT WASN'T A FUCKING HUG, YOU STUPIDA RAGAZZA!" He shouted, his face burning with what seemed like rage.
For somebody looking at you two, they would think that Romano hates you. He is always kind and friendly towards other girls, the grumpy Italian only acted this way to guys and well, you! But he doesn't hate you, actually the opposite; he loves you with all his heart, but doesn't know how to express it. All he knows is mindless flirting, not how to deal with his rapid heartbeat when he looks at you or the elation when he sees your white smile.
You tilted your head at your, now q
Dense- RomanoxReaderDense- RomanoxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Lovino! Come on, Lovino! Wake up already!" You struggled valiantly to pull your fidanzato (fiancee), Lovino Vargas, from your shared bed wit him. He groaned and moaned, constantly turning over and over, trying to avoid you and waking up.
Lovino fake snored into his pillow, muttering under his breath, "Ragazza, let me sleep... It's to early to be up..." Lovino yawned, shooting out his slightly tanned arms to grab you and pull you to him, "Come on, fidanzata, I'm tired!"
You pouted at him, poking his cheek in retaliation, "It's your own fault, Lovi! Because last night you..."
Lovino squinted his eyes at you blearily, "I...?" He blinked, before blushing bright red, remembering what had 'happened' last night, "Shut up, ragazza!" He buried his face in the curve of you neck. You could feel his face heating up, "It's your own fault for being so cute... I can't help myself!"
You giggled at Lovi's rant. You wiggled out of his arms and kissed his cheek before getting out of bed, "So
South Italian Stereotypes...South Italian Stereotypes...2 years ago in Humor More Like This
To say your friend Lovino can get easily angered was an understatement. He'd never admit he was wrong, even if the whole party knew it was his fault.
At least he was nice towards you-and usually just women in general. However as you flipped open your notepad-to reveal your list of 'questions' you were going to ask him-you couldn't help but feel that it was going to end badly.
It was tough to find the few questions you had, but it was definetly worth it. Knocking on Lovino's door, he opened it with a wide mouth like he was expecting someone he didn't like.
"Oh..it is you (Name)." he mumbled, crossing his arms. "You may come in."
"Thanks." you smiled and poked his nose, not watching him blush and rub it as you walked in.
"S-so..why are you here anyway?" he asked, his arms still crossed and his foot tapping like he hadn't much time and needed to be somewhere.
"I have some things I'd like to ask you."
"Pfft. Why?" he asked, not even giving you a chance to state what 'kind' of questions.
RomanoxReader - Why Would I be Jealous?Lovino pouted as he watched his friends. They were all laughing and talking together. Although he usually acted like he never was interested, he was. He just didn’t know how to interact with the bunch. Unlike his brother, who made friends easily, he always ended up making people mad at him.RomanoxReader - Why Would I be Jealous?2 years ago in Romance More Like This
His green eyes rested on one person in particular. His girlfriend, (Name). Smiling slightly, he admired her (h/c) hair and sparkling (e/c) eyes. She was the one who could make him smile. She was the one who could make his heart beat faster, even if he didn’t want it to. Sighing, he watched as she laughed with the three surrounding her. He wasn’t jealous, or so he wished.
(Name)’s eyes moved to him, and she tilted her head, grinning. His face turned red and he glared, grabbing her hand and pulling her away. They were currently in town, and happened to run into these three idiots, who called themselves the ‘Bad Touch Trio’.
“Lovino Vargas! Let go of me, and ta
Door 7 (Mafia!RomanoXReader)Door 7 (Mafia!RomanoXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You walked through door number 7 and stepped strait onto a cobblestone road.
You looked around and saw bistros filled with chattering people and Vespa’s whizzing by, from what you could tell by the Italian flags everywhere, you were somewhere in Italy.
You stepped closer to a less crowded restaurant and walked inside to ask where you were when you were taken by the arm.
You turned around to see a heavy set Italian man handing you an apron and a pad for orders, unable to say anything but “W-What”
You were thrown into the empty restaurant toward a table filled with men in suits smoking like chimneys.
You stiffly walked over to the table, not sure what to do and quite frightened by your surroundings.
You got up to the table and all of the men looked up at you, your breath caught in your throat when a distinct pair of olive colored eyes met yours and lightning crackled between the gaze.
“U-Um, what would you like to o-order sirs?” you shakily asked as the man