The idiot you are (Boxer!RomanoXReader)The underground boxing ring was musty, old. The ground was stained with all manner of substances: beer, dried saliva and dark red patches which he presumed was blood. It was his first match, so naturally the Italian was jumped-up and nervous. People strained against the ropes, trying to get a good place to stand and watch. Others brandished betting slips, arguing vehemently with other gamblers. All the while, the heat beat down on Lovino’s shoulders. He felt sick. His stomach seemed to be participating in a gymnastics competition and the smoke from all the cigars, cigarettes and cigarillos wasn’t helping him.
“You’ll be fine. You’ll do great.” His brother kept muttering absentmindedly, in an attempt to make him feel more confident, he supposed. They were sitting in the back of the room, along with some other boxers. None of them would be Lovino’s opponent however. The brunette was a light-weight, in the best sense of the word. Heck, he was ligh
You only have one shot(Mafia!RomanoXReader) LYCHEESeveral ancient fast-food wrappers blew in front of their steadily moving feet, faded pages of out-of-print tabloids rumpling past as they advanced down the stairs of which several grimy tiles were cracked or even completely missing. Lovino stared down at the abandoned metro station, the looming darkness worrying him; an ambush could have been planned and easily carried out should they simply walk in.You only have one shot(Mafia!RomanoXReader) LYCHEE2 years ago in Romance More Like This
With one hand in his jacket, he narrowed his amber eyes though the motion went unnoticed; the dark shades he was wearing covered them completely. He jerked his head to the side wordlessly, one of his men responding instantly. The switch knives the tall man usually used couldn’t be exploited properly in gunfights and the like, even if this particular guy had killer aim, quite literally. No, now his skilled left hand went to the smaller automatic he had hidden in the back of his trousers, held up by his leather belt.
With no further ado he shifted forward, sticking to the rundown wall
Crumbling (FranceXReader)“I came to bring the divorce papers.” Your voice rings out in the empty kitchen, the only other sound a sigh and the continuous rustling of newspaper. “Just leave them on the table, I’ll look at them later.” As if to prove his point, Francis merely glances up to smile at you, before looking back down to inspect the French headlines. Instead of seating yourself, to engage in a boring and no doubt long winded conversation like he’d probably planned, you remain on your feet. In fact, you brandish the heavy brown envelope of documents and slap the top of his head with them. “Or you could look at them now, sign them and then I’ll be out of your way.”Crumbling (FranceXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The Frenchman scowls, probably because his plans have gone awry. “Don’t you want to catch up?” He asks you, leaning forward with that endearing smile of his, which had so often solved conflict and inspired muted kisses. “The last thing I want to do with you, is catch
Melting Warmth (Skater!JapanXReader)The metallic scratch was the only sound that echoed around the ice-rink. Almost as if they were a needle on a vinyl record, the skates were oddly musical as the man wearing them swept this way and that. By now many white lines and circles had been sliced into the layer of frost and each time he flew past, you could feel some of the ice scatter onto your cheek. Outward spiralling lines, where a skater had previously performed a pirouette, crossed those lines that vanished, when the skater had jumped. He was doing all these things, but for all of the spectacle of it, the crowd was very quiet. The crowd was in rapt silence, breaking into applause whenever he pulled off some amazing spin in mid-air or whenever he clambered back to his feet after a fall. He was the paramount of grace, smoothly skating around the edge of the rink. Even his falls were elegant and they drew more applause which each one when he returned to his feet.Melting Warmth (Skater!JapanXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
There was something about the flushed red of his cheeks, the c
The blue Venus (Artist!SpainXReader) RQThe blue Venus (Artist!SpainXReader) RQ2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Tears streak your cheeks, your grubby hands refusing to let go of the tan ones. “It’ll be all right. I’ll come play with you as soon as I can.” Despite his hopeful words, you continue sobbing. The five-year-old brunette starts becoming worried, hearing the click-click-clack of his mother’s shoes on the pavement. “Look, you shouldn’t cry (Y/n). We’ll see each other again, I swear.”
Looking up, nose bunged with goo, you disentangle your hands and hold up your little finger. “Swear on it,” you manage to hiccup through your tears, sniffing loudly when he wraps his own little finger around yours. “I pinkie-swear, (Y/n)! We will see each other again. Ah,” he pulls his hands from yours and starts searching around in his back-pockets, whilst you smear the green mucus from your nose onto your sleeve.
“Here,” he says and he gives you a thrice folded-up drawing. Unfolding it, careful of your sticky finge
Turbulence (ScotlandXReader)“— The Intercity-Express to Edinburgh has been delayed by at least eighteen minutes. We apologize for the inconvenience—“Turbulence (ScotlandXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
A deep sigh escaped you, your hands pressed to one another as you sat on the cold, metal bench on platform 9. Even as you sat there, your behind surprisingly not frozen off yet, you could see more crestfallen passengers stepping down the stairs into the warm underground of the station. Your bag jiggled on your lap, your feet stamping up and down to keep the life in them.
Your breath came as white ink in grimy water, trickling up into the cold air and slowly fading from sight. Your hands, which were foolishly ungloved, you stuffed between your thighs and relieved, you felt some warmth steal back into them. The eighteen minutes you passed by humming to yourself, keeping yourself warm by bouncing your legs up and down. Other people started arriving for the train after yours, which came long before its predecessor did. You started specula
Romano X Reader ~Dialogo Vignetta~"This is not-a funny."Romano X Reader ~Dialogo Vignetta~2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I beg to differ."
"I beg-a you to shut the fuck up."
"Them's're fighting words."
"Look, just shut up!"
"Why should I? I'm your only lifeline."
"Stop-a with your yelling! Do you want people to hear?"
"Mmm, not so much that...after all, the view is quite entertaining."
"What the--stop licking your lips! That's gross!"
"You're the one who's naked, Lovino. Can't blame me if I'm admiring."
"I'm your girlfriend, you'll have to at one point or another."
"I'll take you up on that one day. For now, come on in. Let's get you some clothes."
"Thank you. If you weren't-a anyone else, God knows what I would-a have--"
Romano x Reader (First Kiss)Gazing into each other's eyes, he whispered her name lovingly- mesmerized by the way her face looked even more beautiful in the moonlight. Her large eyes glanced down at his lips, finding them enticing, attractive, and inviting. A blush dusted her cheeks, becoming increasingly aware of their close proximity, his lips just inches from hers.Romano x Reader (First Kiss)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Slowly, he leaned in closer, and her eyes fluttered shut, anticipating with a quickened heartbeat. Their faces were so close, that he could feel her eyelashes tickling his cheeks. Finally, he closed the gap between them. She felt as if she was melting, the warmth of his kiss and embrace was comforting and beautiful. She wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him closer to deepen the tender kiss. She tasted of sweet sugar, and he couldn’t help but want more. Their lips moulded together perfectly; a sign that they were meant to be.
Their first kiss was beautiful, magical, exploding with emotions of love and passion.
RomanoXReader: Till Death Do Us PartRomanoXReader: Till Death Do Us Part2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
WARNING: I don’t swear and Romano does so…
A warm gust of wind from the Mediterranean waves sailed into an open window of a villa. The pastel curtains quietly flapped at its entrance upon the dark room dimly lit by the pale crescent moon. Faint sniffles left a (h/c)-haired female’s lips as it resonated through the lone room, shattering the notes of the sea’s lullaby. (Name)’s fingernails dug deeper into the cushion of her absent husband, whilst she dismissed sleep—it never came anyway. After having fought with Romano hours beforehand, she found no comfortable position without the incensed Italian by her side.
Downstairs, the sleep deprived woman could hear pots clinking, the oven ringing at the time limit, and the occasional scraping of spoon against a dish. Romano must be cooking dinner for himself.
You only have one shot (Mafia!RomanoXReader) MANGOSeveral ancient fast-food wrappers blew in front of their steadily moving feet, faded pages of out-of-print tabloids rumpling past as they advanced down the stairs of which several grimy tiles were cracked or even completely missing. Lovino stared down at the abandoned metro station, the looming darkness worrying him; an ambush could have been planned and easily carried out should they simply walk in.You only have one shot (Mafia!RomanoXReader) MANGO3 years ago in Romance More Like This
With one hand in his jacket, he narrowed his amber eyes though the motion went unnoticed; the dark shades he was wearing covered them completely. He jerked his head to the side wordlessly, one of his men responding instantly. The switch knives the tall man usually couldn’t be used well in gunfights and the like, even if this particular guy had killer aim, quite literally. No, now his skilled left hand went to the smaller automatic he had hidden in the back of his trousers, held up by his leather belt.
With no further ado he shifted forward, sticking to the rundown wall of the stairs
A Pleasant Mistake RomanoxReader You had messed up. You had let your ego get the best of you, and you had finally found that you had pushed the envelope just a bit too far.A Pleasant Mistake RomanoxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Procrastination had finally gotten the best of you, something you knew would happen eventually, and now you were stuck in a situation you dreaded sinking any further down into. That's why you stood on one of your best friend's steps, rapping your knuckles on the door a few times before rocking back on your heels, drumming your fingers on your thigh as you waited for the door to be answered.
You had been asked to attend yet another wedding, what was the saying, always the bridesmaid never the bride? But anyway, back to the problem at hand. You were going to be forced to bring a date this time, the bride to be insisting on having enough people to fill the massive ballroom she was renting out for her wedding. Unfortunately, ballrooms usually meant that dancing was going to take place, and being a bridesmaid, you were sure that you would so
A New Sort of Adventure, RomanoxReader You were a bit of a romantic, but then, you assumed that everyone could be like that. You liked sweet gestures and soft kisses. You could daydream about romantic outings and love confessions when you were in the right mood, and quite often, you placed yourself in these daydreams.A New Sort of Adventure, RomanoxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You could think about men on one knee, looking up lovingly at you as they asked you the one question most girls dream about hearing. You found that on some occasions, you could muster up the creativity to place yourself in situations where you went on some sort of adventure and met up with the love of your life. Almost every time, you would end the story you kept in your head with you being kissed passionately by this perfect man.
It was funny to think about the adventure you were currently on. Or rather, the events that had led up to this adventure. Looking back, you saw just how clueless you were as to just what was going to happen, or jus
Hazy (Romano x Reader)Hazy (Romano x Reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
There was only one thing you could register properly at the moment, that being the placement of his hands.
They dug into your sides, thin fingers clutching at your waist tightly. You realized, as he pushed you further into the wall behind you, that they might even leave bruises in the morning, but you didn't care.
All that mattered was the feel of his mouth on yours; the tension that he was roughly releasing onto your lips.
Lovino, ever-irritated, had a gentle gruffness to his expression with his dark brows furrowed yet something behind the way his shut eyes crinkled- or, at least you would have known this if your eyes weren't closed just as stiff.
"A-Ah!" the slim, brown-haired man groaned out when your hands, which were by this point lost in his smooth locks, brushed over a particularly sensitive spot.
His hips pressed into yours harder, and you felt his mouth part from your own in favour of migrating lower.
You gasped out for air as he trailed kisses down your jaw,past your neck, re
~Why Do You Hate Me So Much?~ RomanoXReader(Fluff)~Why Do You Hate Me So Much?~ RomanoXReader(Fluff)2 years ago in Humor More Like This
You were never strangers to dispute, that was for sure. Romano Vargas was the polar opposite of everyone you hung out with, but for some reason he was still in the group. You could tolerate him if he was nicer, or at least if he pretended to be nice. You loved Antonio and Feliciano, but when Romano was there you just couldn’t handle it. He was constantly rude to you, what was his problem? Antonio’s tried to tell you not to take it personally, but you just couldn’t help it, hell, he almost made you cry that one time he was talking about you and didn’t think you were listening. Thank God you had never been alone together. At least not yet.
You were lounging around one day after school when you heard the familiar ringtone of your friend Antonio.
“Hola, Chica! I was wondering if you’d like to go hiking with me tomorrow, si?”
“Sure, Toni! Sounds like fun. Just you and me?”
Being in love (SpainXReader)The soft buzzing of insects can be heard outside, the windows wide open to accommodate the scratching, bustling sounds of the miniature cities in the undergrowth. Other than this the quiet is warm, seeping into the light sheets of cotton and creeping into your very skins. It’s this that seals your dry lips together, urging you to maintain the silence of the heated siesta hour. Antonio’s right middle finger softly rubs the area just under the leg of your underwear, his rhythm dying down for a moment, but only to be picked back up again. Your legs are up with his head, his tan ones down past yours; he is only a bit taller than you. Your right hand is on his shin, lightly forming circles on it.Being in love (SpainXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You’re both in your underwear, the heat of the Spanish summer almost suffocating to both you and Antonio, even though he was more used to it than you were.
“Hey Toni, can I ask you something?”
Your question, asked in a more drowsy state which befits the siesta hour mor
What the-?! - RomanoxReader“Teste di cazzo,” Romano grumbled rather crossly and finally (C/n) lost it.What the-?! - RomanoxReader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Would you just quit with the cursing already, you ass?” she hissed threateningly, to which Romano raised an eyebrow.
“Like you’re one to talk,” he replied with a sly grin. (C/n)’s eyebrow twitched and she crossed her arms. Then she got an idea and smiled evilly.
“You know what? I’ll bet you,” she said and leaned back in her seat confidently.
“I’m listening,” Romano replied and leaned back in his own seat, crossing his legs. This could be fun.
“If I can out-cuss you,” (C/n) began and pointed a finger at the person in front of her, “you’ll quit cussing for the next month.”
A smirk spread on Romano’s face, because if there was one thing he knew for sure about himself it was that no one could out-cuss him, as (C/n) had put it.
“Bene,” he replied with a nod, the smirk stayi
About a girl. || Romano x Reader.About a girl. || Romano x Reader.2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She had pretty [e/c] eyes that shimmered brighter than the stars in the night sky. Her [h/c] was beautiful - soft as a feather and felt like silk. Her beaming smile was dazzling; and her voice sounded even more heavenly than the singing angels.
Her gentle calming voice had made his heart flutter - like butterflies. The Italian turned his head towards [Name], her wonderful face in front of him. Her soft lips pressed on to his, as he only kissed back. After all, it was rude to decline a kiss, no? Especially from your beloved.
"Your lips are soft,"
Romano said, murmuring against her lips. [Name] let out a soft chuckle. "Yours are too," she complied.
She was so perfect.
Honey brown eyes stared into [e/c] ones. He smiled, kissing her lips once again.
Oh how [Name] loved her beloved Romano's smiles. They were sweet - and how it would always put a light in her.
Her fingers were intertwined with his. Not that Romano mind. No, not all. In fact, he loved it. Her gentle hands wit
RomanoXReader Keeping PromisesRomanoXReader Keeping Promises2 years ago in Romance More Like This
((WARNING: CONTAINS CURSING. But hey, it's Romano, we all knew that. So you don't like? Don't read.))
"Tch! Stupid tomato jerk! Making a little kid like me clean his giant house! Who does he think he is?!" Grumbled the small country.
"Romano, I can hear you." Called the older Spaniard from the other room. The tall, tanned skinned, brown haired, and green eyed young man walked in and stared down at the little, hot tempered, dark brown haired, and amber eyed Italian. The Spaniard sighed in defeat. "Roma, just go outside. I'll clean."
"Ha! Good luck with that, you stupid tomato jerk!" Romano laughed before he ran out to the tomato garden. Out of all the things that he hated, living at Spain's place, he loved the tomato garden. "The only thing that jerk's good for is his tomatoes! If it wasn't for that, he'd be worthless!" The little boy grabbed for a bright red tomato.
Just as he gave it a tug, it wouldn't pull away from the vine.
"What the hell? Stupid thing." Romano grumbled as he gave
Just a bit longer (SwedenXReader)Morning. Sunlight. Tired. Not good. It burns.Just a bit longer (SwedenXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
That’s what you’re thinking, as you lie in your Swede’s bare-armed embrace at 7 ‘o clock that morning. Your eyes refusing to open, you groan loudly and turn on your stomach, burying your face into the coolness of your creased pillow. The tousle-haired man beside you stirs in response to your clumsy shifting, his eyes blinking blearily in the streams of light which manage to seep through the blue curtains.
He let out a low groan as well, rolling on his stomach to join you in your futile quest to hide from the sun.
“It buuuuurns,” you whimper, letting out more groans. “We should get up… shouldn’t we?” He mutters, his groggy words coming out muffled due to his faceplant into the pillow. “Yeah, we probably should.” You reply, equally tired. “But I don’t want toooo,” you whine, pawing at his shoulders and pouting the best pout you could muster in your slee
(EnglandXReader) RQSoftly as though not to disturb your slumber, crystalline droplets patter down on the windowsill; the air fresh and sharp with the spring scent of mist and rain. The sky still dark enough for the brightness of stars to peek through the clouds, which are moving visibly across the early morning horizon. It is to this that you stir, hearing the tell-tale patter and despite your drowsy state, you grow alarmed. Some of Arthur’s favourite books are still resting upon the wooden sill, novels he’d held dear since his first childhood days.(EnglandXReader) RQ2 years ago in Romance More Like This
In your lethargic state, you struggle to get yourself out of bed. Your formerly warm feet hit the cold of the floor and a shiver tears up your spine. Rubbing your arms to retain some of that coveted warmth, you cross to the window and close it. After watching your handprint fade on the icy glass pane, you look down to the books. Luckily they had been stacked so that their spines had lain facing the open window, but the spatter of water had neverth
Fall for You (RomanoxReader)Fall for You (RomanoxReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The best thing about tonight's that we're not fighting
Could it be that we have been this way before
I know you don't think that I am trying
I know you're wearing thin down to the core
Separation was the best path for us to take. All we did was fight and fight over the stupidest of things. At this point all the anger between us was only leading to heart break. He was spending the separation period at his brother's house in Venice, while I stayed in our one room flat in Rome. A week has passed and life is peaceful, theirs less stress in my life when he's not around, but it would be a lie to say that I don't miss him. Because although there was a lot of fighting, there were also a lot of good times we shared.
(y/n) was all I had thought about this past week. If she was eating properly, getting enough sleep, being safe. but the thought that haunted me the most is that she could be off with another man. Someone better looking, wealthier, nicer
I'll Show You Instead (Romano x reader)I'll Show You Instead (Romano x reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
How do I tell her how much she means to me? Romano thought to himself as he stared at you from across the cafeteria. You were chatting with friends and giggling occasionally.
"Ve~ Romano? Why-a you staring at (F/n)?" Feliciano poked his cheek.
"Shut your mouth! I'm-a fucking thinking!" He snapped at him.
Feliciano doesn't blame his tsundere brother for always being grumpy, but to others (like yourslef) Romano has a reputation for being quite rude.
Romano didn't want that... He wanted so bad to let you in on his feelings. He wanted you to know that he loved you and for a long time as well.
He'd tried asking you out-
"Ciao, (F/n)! Hey!"
You looked up from your art piece you were working on "Hi Romano."
"Go to-a the dance with-a me, ragazza idiota!" He clamped his mouth shut at that last word...
"Umm... No, I rather not... s-sorry..." You sighed looking back down and continuing your drawing.
"Hey! (F/n)! Come to-a Potato Bastard's party with-a me! h
Warm Fuzzies- Lovino x ReaderWarm Fuzzies- Lovino x Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Hey, idiota, It’s me!” you heard Lovino yell from outside.
You ran, feeling happy, to the front door. You hummed as you unlatched the lock and opened the door as quickly as you could. “Hi Lovi~!” you said cheerfully. You then stopped and looked at him suspiciously. You slowly closed the door and peeked at him through the doorway.
“What are you doing-”
You cut him off. “Who’s that little cutie?” you pointed at the baby he was holding. You then struck a dramatic pose, “Ha-have you been… cheating on me Lovino?”
He sighed and pushed open the door. “This is my Niece, Rosetta, you idiota!”
Rosetta cooed and held her arms out towards you. You smiled and took her from your boyfriend. “I knew you’d never do anything like that… but ohh she’s so cute! She looks like a girl you!” You nuzzled her soft, chubby cheek happily while Lovino took off his shoes.
He grunted and then wa
Cautious, RomanoxReader "Aw, you're so cute when you're flustered," you teased, laughing gently as you placed a soft kiss on your boyfriend's cheek, watching as his hazel eyes rolled to the side, looking away from you as he scoffed in an angry sort of way.Cautious, RomanoxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Pushing gently away from you, he finally looked down at you, and even then he only looked down after he could no longer feel the heat coming off his cheeks. "I'm not flustered..." he managed to grunt out, still walking beside you.
You couldn't help but smirk at the opportunity he gave you. Quickly, you moved towards him, your lips dangerously close to his ear. You wanted to make sure he would both feel the air coming from your lips as well as hear what you said when you whispered, "Flustered."
Lovino Vargas was certainly an interesting case, of that much you were certain. It took quite a long time before you could really truly know him, and then it took even longer for him to begin understanding you. Somehow you didn't ever mind though, not
RomanoxReader ~ You Bastard, I don't blush!RomanoxReader ~ You Bastard, I don't blush!2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Violently knocking on the bathroom door with your fists, you began to yell a few curses at the Italian who found himself on the opposite side of the door.
"LOVI OPEN UP THIS DOOR RIGHT AWAY OR I SWEAR I'LL CALL FELI AND INVITE HIM TO THE PARTY WITH US!!! AND YOU KNOW HOW HE GETS AT PARTIES..." You shivered at the thought of your boyfriend's hyperactive brother when he found himself at big parties. Very unpleasant memories, indeed.
"GIMME A SECOND, WILL YOU? I'M TRYING TO GET THIS DAMN COSTUME ON!"
You took a few steps back and sighed loudly. You were both supposed to leave for Antonio's famous Halloween party in about 15 minutes, Lovino was taking his dear time and you still hadn't put on your own costume yet.
Patience, ___________. Even if you arrive a few minutes late, it isn't the end of the world, right? I'm sure Lovi will be out any min-
A door slamming open interrupted your thoughts. You turned around, expecting to see your handsome boyfriend come out in some sort of sexy