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Apartment of Four: Chapter 2: The Girls Next Door The two of them exited into the hallway, and then back into the living room, where they found the Prussian flat on his face and a woman with flowing honey-colored hair with her foot on his cheek, she was also holding a pan, which Romano found a bit odd, but dismissed, since everything here was odd.Apartment of Four: Chapter 2: The Girls Next Door in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What the hell, was that damn banging on the wall..."
"Get uff m'face"
"Dear Elizabeth, I apologize, we just got a new tenant and he didn't know the door stuck..."
Elizabeth, she seemed fierce, and Lovino couldn't really make out her accent too well, though he hardly found this the time to ask. Basically jumping off of Gilbirt'
Apartment of Four: Chapter 6: Prussia's Dissolve"Are we done now?"Apartment of Four: Chapter 6: Prussia's Dissolve in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"You know, a lot of your land is being taken by Poland, I'm sure he'd have a place for you to live for a while.."
"Screw that, no way am I staying with anyone prissier than west..."
"Then what about staying with him?"
He could've done that, he could've lived with West and not complained, but, his pride wouldn't let him do that, for he knew he'd eventually dissolve into a series of anguish, they said that loosing one's country always hurt, especially if you were to stay in said country as it was devided to those who would be its new possessors. For now, he was able to roam the streets, flashing smiles to unsuspec
Apartment of Four: Chapter 5: The Beginning Notes He re-awoke two days after France had put him to sleep, which wasn't too approved by Spain, he hated when France did that to people, even if he knew well how it was done, it made the Spaniard uneasy, thinking that the person he'd done it to, wouldn't awaken. When he'd awoken, everything around him felt somewhat, nostalgic, and the first face he encountered, was that of the Prussian, he was sitting there staring down at Romano with a slight scowl.Apartment of Four: Chapter 5: The Beginning Notes in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"You sure drool a lot kid..."
It took a few minuets to process those words, but Romano finally raised a hand to his mouth, wiping fingers across it slightly to feel the liquid, aut
Apartment of Four: Chapter 4: The Truth Friday already? Romano grumbled as he heard his phone alarm sound, he wasn't a morning person, that was certain. Reaching over, the muscles in his arm tensed and pleaded for him to stop moving, never the less, he had to turn it off, in fear it would awaken the albino in the room, or worse, his pet bird. He heaved a long-overdue sigh and pushed himself up, much to the dismay of his body, which pleaded him to lay back down, instead of daring the bitter cold of the crisp morning. His nights in the house had gotten better, it seemed that once the bird was used to him, it didn't coo as much, it also didn't hurt that he went to bed earlier thanApartment of Four: Chapter 4: The Truth in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hetalia: Apartment of Four : The Only Chance Living with three complete strangers, wasn't on my agenda this summer, I was supposed to keep calm and enjoy myself, being that I was apparently, immortal no longer, but instead, I ended up in a rough patch and living with three guys I'd have rather not gotten tangled up with. Actually... maybe that isn't true, because in the time I was with them, I did things I'd never drempt of, found out how people can be a family without being related by blood at all, and... I fell in love.Hetalia: Apartment of Four : The Only Chance in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was a dull day for Lovino Vargas, a male of twenty three years. He had a surplus of money, just no where to spend it, entering into a coffee shop, he sat
Apartment of Four: Chapter 8 : The Sickness Begins"Oh! So you're up and walking around again Lovi? How are you feeling?"Apartment of Four: Chapter 8 : The Sickness Begins in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Better.. to say the least.. but.. I have a slight head-ache.."
It was the start of what he knew would be a gruesome series of events, the Spaniard hoped that since the Italian man was a ways away from Italy, the symptoms of sickness for loss of who one was, wouldn't reach Lovino Vargas, sadly, this didn't seem to be the case, but.. perhaps it wouldn't worsen? Hopefully.. it wouldn't worsen.
"Hey... you've been cooped up in this house for some time.. would you like to maybe go to a Farmer's Market with me? Its where I get the best produce..."
"It.. s
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Romano stopped, there was the Spaniard, standing there alone, proud, happy, wind blowing through rugged brown hair and casual dress. He looked so content, so pleased, so.. amazing, standing there in a solemnly pleased way. It made, for once, Romano smile so warmly, warmer than the scene that stood before him, he was happy too, he was actually happy.
He was horrified, he was absolutely terrified of walking through those huge heavy doors, afraid of what everyone would think, what everyone would say... but.. it wasn't too awful, for he wasn't alone, there was someone at his side now that woul
A Pirate No More: Spamano It pained me to see him stumble into the house, to see him collapse on the couch, laying a bloody sword wherever he could upon the floor, even if it were in the walk way. It pained me to hear him wince and yell and shake his head as he tried to get situated the best he could. Yet... I couldn't bring myself to say a word to him, for I was young, and I was terrified. I hated his pirating days. I absolutely loathed them, because there were many days he came home like this, but I never knew what was ailing him, because I never got close enough to ask. I was too terrified, being out on the salty sea that tickled the bottom of hisA Pirate No More: Spamano in Short Stories More Like This
Apartment of Four: Chapter 11: Decision Making "H-hey Hungary..."Apartment of Four: Chapter 11: Decision Making in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Oh.. hey there Prussia.. how's he holding up?"
"Roma hasn't woke up ye-"
"I wasn't talking about the boy.. I was talking about the man that won't sleep..."
"O-oh..."
The air of that night was crisp, thankfully, it wasn't raining anymore, but there was muck and other messes here and there, water still lingering so it was known that it was in fact raining not too earlier.
"... he loves the Italian doesn't he?"
"Oh.. come on now.. love is a.. strong word.."
"Yeah.. and so!?"
Elizabeth wiped her head around swiftly, causing her hair to swirl to one side.
"You know you say that just because you are
Apartment of Four: Chapter 10: Near Death He rushed out, requesting that Prussia look after Romano whilst he was gone. Prussia, without much room for protest, agreed. Slipping on a coat, for it was dismal outside, Spain rushed out, keys in hand, for once not asking the permission of France, not that he'd ever really wanted it, telling Spain many a time that he could just take the car whenever it was desired. He opened the small Mini-cooper's door, ready to leave when, someone got into the passenger seat.Apartment of Four: Chapter 10: Near Death in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Where are you going?"
"P-paying a visit to someone..."
" Someone? Who Spain.."
"Belgium.. its important.. please.."
She was hesitant, and though he thought
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Chapter Sixteen: His Royal Bonds
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Antonio watches the three Vargas brothers playfully tease each other and feels a sort of sorrow envelope him. These three are immortal, doomed to watch as the humans they know die. They could easily have stayed in the ocean and lived with others like them, yet all three have fallen in love with a human. Even though all of them are not fully aware of their own feelings, Antonio is aware it's only a matter of time. Marcello and Feliciano are of no major concern to Antonio, honestly, but the thought of
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Chapter Fifteen: His Royal admission
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Lovino wakes up in the middle of the night, Antonio lying behind him deep asleep. He looks the man over and thinks of how innocent the captain actually looks asleep. With his hair askew on the pillow, lips parted slightly for his even breathing, and his eyes closed to reveal long eyelashes you would never know he was such a hardened pirate. Being so handsome one would think he would be married with children by now, but alas he has no interest in that.
His lack of interest in family, love, and clos
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Chapter Fourteen: His royal folly
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Antonio walks around annoyed, Marcello and Peter talking his ear off. It was bad enough that he ended up with Marcello today, but did Lovino really have to go off without him? He didn't even tell him, so when he was ready to leave all he had was an angry Marcello with no idea where his brother was. If Matthew is stealing his treasure, there will be war. Francis' cousin or not.
"Hmph, how could you lose my brother?" Marcello grumbles and Antonio looks to him annoyed.
"He is your brother, I would assu
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Chapter Five: A compliment
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Lovino looks at Antonio, making the man flash him a goofy grin. He's enjoying Lovino's company a lot today. After dinner Lovino even agreed to continue the day by going to the river with him! It's almost too good to be true, and he knows that it probably won't last long so he intends to enjoy every moment.
"Wipe that grin off your face, it's creepy." The Italian huffs and Antonio laughs a little.
"I can't help it! It's so nice to spend time together like this, don't you think?" He asks and Lovino blushes, lookin
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Chapter Nine: His Royal Departure?
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Lovino wonders the ship, as usual, until he notices someone strange. It's a child, a small blonde haired boy that looks similar to Arthur. The boy is slightly younger than his youngest brother, making him a little nostalgic. The thought of his little brother also makes him feel guilty. He should be with the boy in the sea, watching over him and helping him as he had been before being caught. Instead he is up here cavorting with humans and dealing with their strange ways all to see his traitor broth
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Chapter Five: His Royal Babysitter
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Lovino stares at Francis annoyed as they walk to an apparently 'far more beautiful' place than the tavern the two men brought him to earlier. It has been half an hour and the whole way there he's heard Francis and Antonio mention a babysitter for him probably five times. He's not sure what it is, but the ideas of being sat on, or watching someone sit on a baby, are both revolting.
"So you believe Joan will be a good babysitter for the prince, hm?" Antonio asks and Francis nods.
"Oui~! She is perfect w
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Chapter Twelve: The Captain's past
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Antonio introduced Marcello to the two crews, who warmly welcomed him; especially Arthur since now he technically has his own mermaid thanks to Peter. They have returned to the ship, a machine that fascinates Marcello. He constantly pesters anyone he can about how it works, quickly writing their answers down. Lovino doesn't have the heart to tell him wood will not float underwater.
Every night Marcello sleeps with Peter; it's the only way Lovino can keep his room without complaint from the boy.
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Chapter Thirteen: His royal day out
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Lovino watches as Antonio and the other men dock them, shirts flying off as they get overheated in the summer sun. Naturally the whole thing disgusts the prince; men showing off their bare skin and the sweat dripping down their toned chests-truly a gross sight to see. Of course when he first arrived above water he was foolish enough to try and go naked, but that was from mere ignorance. How could one be so purposefully vulgar?
"Hey! Lovino!" Matthew calls, bringing the prince out of his thoughts
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Chapter Three: Over worked
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After another long, actually busy, day at his café Antonio heads back into his house. Lovino had gone in a while before him so he could lock up, yet when Antonio comes in all the lights are out. It's been a few weeks since Lovino moved in, and Antonio would like to think he's got a pretty good handle on the kid's personality, so he's well aware of the fact the boy keeps as many lights on as possible when alone in the house. Feeling a sort of dread, Antonio begins to look around the house for the boy.
Not far in
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Chapter Ten: His Royal Brother
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Lovino wakes up with an intense feeling of melancholy. Last week Antonio informed him that he could not leave, so he cannot see his youngest brother. Today they are docking in some random town to get supplies and all Lovino wants is to get away long enough to see his brother, just a little while. He knows Antonio won't allow it though, the man 'needs' him around.
A heavy sigh escapes the man's lips as he sits up in bed, paying no attention to the man next to him. It isn't fair to be torn between two
Spamano: Men and BoysThey say that having a child makes men of boys.Spamano: Men and Boys in General Fiction More Like This
It's actually the other way around. When a man has a child, it brings out the boy in him that hasn't been there for a long time.
I see it in Antonio. Usually he's so composed, but around her, he's completely the opposite. Instead he makes mistakes to make her laugh, and says ridiculous things to make her smile. There's a playfulness in him that I never saw before she was born. Around her, he sort of…glows. Not that he didn't before. It's just that now, it's so much more obvious and permanent.
So when I happen to see them in the kitchen, and catch Antonio dropping something just so that s
Spamano: MorningsThe early light shone through the blinds into a spacious master bedroom, making stripes of gold across a snow-colored mattress. The clock dimly read 10:21 am, but in the bright light, the digital numbers were faded, unimportant. The room had a lazy feel to it, as if the flood of buttery sunshine was actually tangible, hindering movement.Spamano: Mornings in Romance More Like This
The bed held two dozing bodies. The larger one, a tanned, finely muscled Spanish man, lay curled loosely on his side, hands around the smaller man's waist. The latter had chestnut hair, and a single stray curl that rose and fell as he breathed. Every once in a while, he would roll irritably in his sleep and
Spamano: Park"It's beautiful out, isn't it?"Spamano: Park in General Fiction More Like This
Lovino had to agree. The September air had begun to transform the nearby oaks into various shades of gold and auburn, and soft breeze was tugging them back and forth, causing them to every so often emit little patches of vermillion into the autumn sky. The day was made even more beautiful by the grinning, green-eyed Spaniard sitting beside him on the park bench. Antonio had an arm resting around his shoulder, and Lovino permitted himself to rest his head ever so slightly against Antonio's. But only because he knew Antonio would be sad if he didn't. It wasn't like he enjoyed it.
"It isn't going to be for long.
GerIta: Try AgainHoly Rome wasn't coming back.GerIta: Try Again in Romance More Like This
I coughed back a gasp at the sudden thought. But it…it was true, wasn't it? He'd been gone for so long. Hundreds and hundreds of years, I'd waited for him to come back to me. If he was still out there somewhere, it wouldn't have taken him that long to find me. Right?
I had to move on.
The idea terrified me. My entire life I'd spent just yearning for him; that was how I lived. Eat breakfast. Holy Rome. Go to work. Holy Rome. Crawl into bed alone, every single night…Holy Rome. I didn't know how to live any other way. Was it even possible? I struggled to remember a time when he hadn't grazed my every th
Spamano: Valentine's DayWarning: really really strong language (this is Romano guys) and sexual referencesSpamano: Valentine's Day in General Fiction More Like This
I hate Valentine's Day.
It's just a god-awful holiday that happy people invented to make everybody else feel bad about themselves. It's just a day where all the lonely people get pounded down their throats that nobody in the world wants them. But don't think you're safe when you've actually got someone - now there's a whole crapload of expectations put on the both of you to make the day "romantic" and "special" and "perfect."
Which it won't be.
Cause it's a fucking crappy holiday.
And just when I finally had someone who might make me feel a little less mis
New Year's Hetalia Style"Okay Italy…You go first."New Year's Hetalia Style in General Fiction More Like This
Italy and Germany sat across from each other at Germany's small kitchen table. For the first time in a long time, Germany had company on New Year's eve. Secretly, there was no one he'd rather be spending the holiday with. He was equally glad that Japan had been busy, so that there was no one else there to divert the Italian's attention.
Between them on the table was a glass of ice cold water and a bowl of molten metal. According to German tradition, you were to pour one drop of the metal into the water, and whatever shape it became was a prediction of your future. Germany hadn't done it since he was a very sm
Spamano: A NameWith the birth of their first daughter came the agonizing choice: What to name her?Spamano: A Name in General Fiction More Like This
Antonio made lists and lists of beautiful Spanish names for Lovino to choose from, but he rejected them all. None fit her exactly right. They needed something that was magnificent enough to portray their daughter, but not so flowery that it made her sound like something served on a platter.
It wasn't until after she was born when Antonio and Lovino agreed on a name that they deemed perfect: Feliciana.
Feliciano, her god-father, said he had never been more flattered.
PruAus: The Timpani RollRoderich was in his happy place.PruAus: The Timpani Roll in General Fiction More Like This
For him, there was truly no better place than standing on the podium and guiding that little baton with his fingertips. There was no better feeling than knowing that some fifty people were before him, adhering to his every command and executing them with perfection. Nothing made him feel more magical than the sound of an entire orchestra, perfectly together, perfectly in tune, perfectly following his rhythm. It made him absolutely euphoric.
The only thing that would make it better would be to have an audience. But in a week he'd have one; for now he settled for rehearsal.
His orchestra was just reaching the
Tomorrow: Spamano--Alternative Fluff, Part 2NOTE: This is the alternative fluffy ending to part 1 (obviously xD). See link in the description for the first part :3Tomorrow: Spamano--Alternative Fluff, Part 2 in Romance More Like This
Quadruple-checking that no one was around him, Lovino buried his head into his arms, and allowed himself a few tears. Dammit, it was true, wasn't it? No one liked him, let alone Antonio. That stupid bastardo. Actually, Lovino himself was also an idiot; he had let himself believe that perhaps Antonio cared; perhaps he had a shot at love… He knew better, now. He would lock away his heart from now on; there was no need for love, or Antonio. The stupid bastardo could go with his equally idiotic friends, and Lovino wouldn't
Tomorrow: SpamanoNOTE: For all you fluff fans out there, there is an alternative fluff ending part 2 (link is in the description). However, this works as a oneshot as well, in my opinion...Tomorrow: Spamano in General Fiction More Like This
Today is going to be the day. I will definitely tell him today, for sure. No more excuses. No more putting it off.
This was Lovino Vargas's resolution as he grabbed his backpack, and walked out of his house to school.
Lovino was in love with that bastardo, that Antonio. He loved his beautiful, tan face, his twinkling green eyes, and his luscious chocolate hair. Hell, he loved everything about Antonio.
He could never fathom if Antonio liked him back or not. Sometimes, h
Lies: Spamano OneshotLovino Vargas watched Antonio's sulky figure trudging steadily away from his house. He slammed the front door. Hard. Dammit. Why couldn't he ever be honest? Why did it always end with him insulting Antonio? Antonio had gotten really hurt this time, too.Lies: Spamano Oneshot in Romance More Like This
He threw himself onto the couch, and then got up off of it, remembering the countless of times that he and Antonio had sat on it together. In fact, everything in the house reminded him of Antonio.
Lovino picked up the phone (inwardly cringing, remembering the many times that he had called Antonio on it, usually to yell at him),
Return: GerIta-ChibitaliaxHRE OneshotFrom the moment he opened that tomato box, I knew.Return: GerIta-ChibitaliaxHRE Oneshot in General Fiction More Like This
My Holy Rome had come back for me.
At first, I had thought that I was hallucinating again—Holy Rome was dead, or at least that's what they had told Mr. Roderich and Miss Elizaveta.
But no, it was my Holy Rome. Even after all these years, I recognized him.
The only drawback was that Holy Rome had forgotten me.
Holy Rome went by a different name now—'Ludwig.' His sky blue eyes, once childishly round, had sparkled with affection every time he looked at me. Now, they were a colder shade of blue, and looked at me with unfamiliarity. Holy Rome had used to blush a light shade of pink
Lonely: IcelandxReaderLonely.Lonely: IcelandxReader in Drama More Like This
It's a word that Emil has known for all his life.
He lives it everyday.
Sure, he was part of the five fabulous Nordics. But he was the isolated islander, the extra. The one that was always left out. The other Nordics had each other—Berwald and Tino were always a pair, and even his brother, Lukas, routinely abandoned him for Matthias.
All he got was the talking puffin.
Therefore, it was in complete understanding that he wasn't looking forward to meeting ______________, a new Nordic micro-nation. After all, it was inevitable that she'd discard him like his fellow Nordics did.
"C'mon, Emil!!" came a voice from outside his fron
Erased: A Depressing DenNor OneshotIt wasn't the best job in the world, but Lukas had to admit that the pay was nice.Erased: A Depressing DenNor Oneshot in Drama More Like This
He was a hired assassin.
Lukas made the perfect killer. When he killed, he slayed in cold blood, never looking back, never leaving a trace, and never missing his mark. He rarely showed or felt emotion, and his facial expression was ninety-nine percent of the time etched into a mask of casual nonchalance. Lukas's eyes were unfathomable crystals of amethyst purple ice; eyes that never gave away what he was thinking.
Until he met Matthias.
Matthias was Lukas's opposite—Matthias's electric blue eyes burned with a dancing blaze, and his face was always vivi
Hate: SuFin OneshotBerwald hates me.Hate: SuFin Oneshot in General Fiction More Like This
Why else would he glower at me peevishly every time we make eye contact?
Why else would he only reply in grunts and unintelligible mumbles whenever I talk to him?
But sometimes, Berwald will show sporadic acts of kindness, and those capricious deeds will have me wishing with every fiber of my being that I could tell him, right then and there, that… I love him.
I recall the night we ran away from Matthias together, and how he had covered me with his blanket until he was sure that I was warm.
I flashback to the day where he had arbitrarily called me his 'wife,' even though I'm sure that he had only been joking. I had
Heartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 11(DON'T HATE ME BUT EVEN MORE NON FLUFFINESS COMING UP IN THE NEXT CHAPTER...)Heartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 11 in Horror More Like This
Now this was terrifying. The killer had been at your house. You buried your face into Ivan's scarf (who was still carrying you) as he quickly laid you on your bed, away from the sight of Feli and Ludwig's bodies; Ludwig's protective arm covered in deep gashes as a sign that he had tried to defend Feli and himself, but to no avail. He was still dead; left with his hand holding Feli's…
Ivan watched your trembling figure curled up underneath the comforter, and started to walk away.
"Ivan! Don't go! Don't leave me!" you screeched. "What if the killer's still her
Heartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 2WARNING: DO NOT READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE HORROR AND ARE LOOKING FOR FLUFF AND FLUFFINESS ONLY.Heartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 2 in Horror More Like This
"How'd it go?" Arthur and Alfred asked anxiously, faces creased with worry.
"I obviously didn't survive the terrifying ordeal of talking to another country," you shot back with sarcasm.
The two were not impressed, and demanded details. You casually summarized everything that happened in a few sentences, but they pressed on.
"Honestly you two! I just told the guy my name, he told me his, he smiled at me, and then we moved on! Nothing went wrong! No, he did not attempt to whap me on the head with any weapons," you said, finishing with a dark, murder
Heartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 4WARNING FOR THE FOURTH TIME: DO NOT READ IF YOU'RE JUST LOOKING FOR FLUFF ANF FLUFFINESSHeartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 4 in Horror More Like This
"I just love sunflowers," he mused happily, picking one up off of a nearby sunflower plant. "They make me feel warm, taking my mind off of the ever-present cold back at my place."
"Sure, er, sunflowers are nice!" you said nervously, not wanting to disagree with Ivan. There was still some doubt in your mind—after all, everyone did say that he was a dangerous and unpredictable country.
Changing the subject, you gestured to the hot sun, and asked, "Ivan, aren't you dying in all those clothes? It is summertime, after all," ending with a pointed look a
Spain's Prisoner 16The dock was silent except for the crash of harsh waves against the wooden ships and the pain filled cries of the young Canadian who had fallen to his knees.Spain's Prisoner 16 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Matthew's heart throbbed agonizingly in his wounded chest, and his French captain towered over him with saddened eyes as he watched.
Vacant seconds turned to early minutes, and unbearably measured minutes turned into half an hour gone by.
Still no Alfred. Still no Arthur.
Prussia was done waiting for a miracle to happen and looked away from the spot both of the men had died. Then, he coughed roughly, cocking the pistol he held once again.
"Ludwig, tie up my old friend. I'll get Fran
Spain's Prisoner 20Two days passed with none stop riding. The noise of the exhausted horses rang insanely in their tired ears. Every now and then they were forced to stop so the beasts wouldn't collapse, and they always took this time regaining energy themselves or washing up in a nearby stream, tending to the weary horses, something of that sort.Spain's Prisoner 20 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Matthew hadn't moved from his spot against the wall, laying away from the others, he didn't speak or look at them. Normally this may sound normal for the shy boy but he was unresponsive to offering of food and water or to wash up. He would simply stay as he was, and each time this happened Arthur would fearfully chec
Spain's Prisoner 18"Al!" Matthew cried, and the group turned to look. "Alfred!"Spain's Prisoner 18 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Don't worry, Mattie. The hero is here!"
The Prussian growled. "Not for long, he isn't." He hissed in annoyance, standing he let go of the younger boy. His lengthy, pale fingers curled over the handle of his knife strapped at his side. He was tired of this boy. "I'm going to rid the world of you once and for all, boy."
"Men! Watch this battle and cheer for the death of a man! The Turkish warrior, Akbatun against the opposing force, a prisoner of Captain Gilbert Beilschmidt, Francis Bonnefoy! Let it begin!" A voice ran through the stadium as the Prussian climbed the stone steps le
Spain's Prisoner 17"We're almost there, prisoners." Captain Gilbert announced with a sadistic grin, cutting the memorable singing off.Spain's Prisoner 17 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"And where exactly is it we are going?" Francis asked harshly. No one had bothered to ask since they were busy ringing their vocals in bittersweet reminiscence, but now worry finally started to smother the group in an anxious blanket.
A cruel laugh fluttered from the Prussians pale lips. "To go meet Sadik, of course." He grinned at the horrified faces and hummed quietly. "Hmm, but since we no longer have Alfred to fight…we need someone else…" His crimson eyes grazed slowly over each form.
Not the Italians, they were
Spain's Prisoner 14"What?" The Prussian scoffed, slightly annoyed. His crimson eyes glittered in the bright sunlight. "Is that Alfred? Oh, and Feliciano too! This is just too good!"Spain's Prisoner 14 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The albino laughed, holding his stomach as he did. His head threw back so the veins in his white neck popped uncomfortable looking and his grin widened into a painful form. "Too good!" He laughed again, wiping the mocking tears from his eyes. "Arthur! So it is true about Alfred and Feliciano! I'm so sorry, my dear friend." He wrapped a pale arm around the shorter man's shoulders, smirking up at the teens.
No one else said a word nor moved an inch until Arthur coughed roughly, stil
Spain's Prisoner 11Romano could feel his icy hands shivering as they pressed against his wet face. He hadn't moved or eaten since Spain had yelled at him, just staying silent or sobbing against the wall on the bed.Spain's Prisoner 11 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Spaniard had offered to take his old friend to the bar, but the timid Canadian refused the offer to accompany them and stayed with the quivering Italian.
Though still the room stayed silent, Matthew staying in the chair next to the bed. It wasn't until after Gabriel delivered them both dinner and left that Canada spoke up.
"You should eat, Lovino." He told him calmly, getting an aggravated grunt from the other.
"Why? So that bastard can keep
Spains Prisoner 8 Spain rushed towards the smoke he saw. Darkening, the murky smolder illumed through the horizon the tops of the trees made as he ran. Soon enough though he made it to the flames licking tall and crackling loudly, daring him to come closer. He glanced back and forth, running around the cabin that he could barely see through the threatening blazes.Spains Prisoner 8 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He growled in infuriation, huffing as the heat made the sweat pour from him. "Damn…" He muttered, but froze as the faint noise of horrified screams was heard over the laughter of the fire.
"Lovino…" Antonio whispered softly, knowing it was him. "Lovino! Lovino! I'm here!" He shouted back
Spains Prisoner 6"No." The boiling Spaniard repeated in annoyance, glaring at the Brit beside him. "No."Spains Prisoner 6 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Ah, but why not?" The Englishman replied slyly, turning slightly on the stool as he took yet another swig of his rum. "It would benefit us both and you know that, so what is the matter with you? Too afraid of losing your precious little south Italy?"
"You do not need to know my reasoning, Kirkland! Just my answer, and my answer is no!" Antonio raised his voice threateningly though it seemed not to faze the pale man in the slightest.
"Alright, alright. No need to yell, I may be old, but I can hear fine."
"That must be a fib, since you can't seem to hea
Spain's Prisoner 15It was cold.Spain's Prisoner 15 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The temperature was icy though Arthur could feel nothing but such and a sensation of agony running through him from his abdominal.
The pitiless ocean water swirled past his lips, filling his lungs with a solid force as he searched desperately for air. His emerald eyes burned as the salt plunged itself onto the green orbs, though his tears were evaporated against the shadowy water hindering his sight of anything as it filled with his blood.
"Arthur!"
Though he couldn't hear it, having collapsed rearward into the bitter ocean, cutting off his senses as the pain and shock disabled him as he swiftly floated further away from surf
Spain's Prisoner 13"Thank you, mi amigo." Spain breathed gently. He and his French companion moving slowly through the empty street towards the Spaniard's room. "You do know how to make someone feel better."Spain's Prisoner 13 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Oui. Of course, Antonio. You are my friend." Francis replied soothingly, one arm wrapped tightly around the other man for support. "Let me get the door."
The blonde grabbed the handle, pushing open the wood to see only one teen in the room now.
"Oh? Did Matthieu already leave?" France looked around, bothered by this.
"Yeah." Lovino grumbled from under the covers. "He went to see you guys and then went to his room."
"Came to see us?" Spain butted in in
Spamano Fanfic-- Hopeless Romantic Ch. 3After leaving the restaurant they walked back to the parking lot of where the world meeting was held and got into Antonio's car. Once in the car Antonio turned on the radio and Romano started bobbing his head to the music. Lovino soon realized that he knew the song and started singing along and partially mumbling some lyrics.Spamano Fanfic-- Hopeless Romantic Ch. 3 in Romance More Like This
"This is the part of me that you're never gonna ever take away from me~ neh neh neh~ eheheh"
Laughing, he sat back in his chair and looked over to Spain. "Hey, bastard, how's it goin'?"
"I'm fine, little worried about you. How are you?"
"Oh wait, wait, wait, I like this song! Toniiiight~ we are youuung~ so let's set
Spamano Fanfic-- Hopeless Romantic Ch. 2A/N: If it's in italics, it's in Spanish.Spamano Fanfic-- Hopeless Romantic Ch. 2 in Romance More Like This
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Arms crossed over his chest, Lovino walked down the street next to Antonio who had a bit of a spring in his step and was still smiling, looking at everything as they passed by. Especially Romano.
Romano couldn't help but give a small smile and chuckle a little at the way the Spainiard looked; he looked like a kid in a candy store. Or at least one going to a candy store. Who knows, maybe that's actually where they were going. He wouldn't put it past him to take them to a candy store when they were going out to "eat". It would have to be a pretty nice candy store though if he didn't want to be sla
Spamano Fanfic-- Hopeless Romantic Ch. 1Lovino Vargas, also known as Southern Italy or Romano, sat attentively (or at least as attentively as one could be) through the world meeting, watching the chaos unfurl. Rather than getting into a stupid argument with someone like America who would defend his point even after being proven wrong, just from being big headed. He decided to sit quietly and let them fight it out while he remained at ease. Remaining at ease was pretty easy today, too. Spain, or Antonio, wasn't really bothering him much today and even if he did it was a simple, "how are you doing?" rather than cooing over just how cute he was when his face was 'red as un tomate~ muySpamano Fanfic-- Hopeless Romantic Ch. 1 in Romance More Like This
Spamano Fanfic-- Hopeless Romantic Ch. 5When Antonio awoke he could hear the water running from the shower, and by the time he had yawned stretched and sat up a bit, it was being turned off. An angry muttering Romano walked out of the steamy room, wearing only his briefs from the day before. Spain smiled gently at the boy despite his mumbling and spoke,"morning."Spamano Fanfic-- Hopeless Romantic Ch. 5 in Romance More Like This
"The fuck do you want?" he glared back.
The Spaniard paused to think for a moment then answered, "well, what I would like would be for you to come back to bed and relax with me for a bit."
After continuously glaring for a while his expression softened a bit, "you know what bastard? I would say no, and just get the fuck
SpaMano Mafia - Chapter 14Finally, around 6:00, the party had just started. Feliciano was extremely happy and smiling the biggest grin ever while his brother just stood over by the fireplace, sipping some hot choclate with Florinda, Alfred, Arthur, and Ludwig. Antonio was playing poker with Vash and Roderich and winning. Lovino looked over at his Spanish lover and smiled. Moments later, he turned back around to continue talking to the others. Ludwig noticed his brother hanging around the eggnog bowl, looking around and digging in his coat. The blonde German turned to the others.SpaMano Mafia - Chapter 14 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I'll be right back."
He made his way over to Gilbert and grabbed his arm.
"Bruder,
SpaMano Mafia - Chapter 7 Later on that night, the storm was already progessing. Lovino sat on the windowsill of his bedroom window, just gazing at the sight. Antonio, sitting on the bed, gazing at Lovino. The young Italian let out a sigh and walked over to sit next to his Spanish lover. Antonio smiled and kissed Lovino's cheek. The Italian smiled a little and glared the older man.SpaMano Mafia - Chapter 7 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What?"
"Nothing."
"The storm's getting worse. I just hope we don't lose po-"
The Italian was cut off by a loud crash of thunder and all the lights in the building cutting off.
"Great...."
Lovino crossed his arms and sat there in almost pitch darkness. All of a sudden his bed
SpaMano Mafia - Chapter 9Later on, around noon or so, Lovino was back in is office, working constantly again. His cheery twin was running to a few places for him with Ludwig and Gilbert. Lovino let out a sigh and noticed Belgium at the door.SpaMano Mafia - Chapter 9 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Yes, what is it?"
"Um... Mr.Wang is on the line he wants to speak with you..."
The Italian stopped working and picked up the phone smiling.
"Hi, Yao."
"Ni hao, Lovino. How have you been, aru?"
"Actually, not too great."
"Oh, why? What happened?"
"A certain Russian we know beat the hell outta me and I've been out of it for a couple days."
"Ouch. Been there, done that. Ivan's always been that way, aru."
"Anythi
SpaMano Mafia - Chapter 10Bright and early the very next morning, Lovino had just woken up and already back to work. His younger twin came in shortly after, yawning and rubbing his sleepy eyes.SpaMano Mafia - Chapter 10 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Mmm...Buongiorno fratello..."
"Buongiorno."
"Working already?"
"Of course."
Feliciano nodded and took a seat next to his bust brother, humming an up-beat tune of a familiar song. Lovino was going to stop him, but thought against it since he quite enjoyed that song. An hour and a hal;f flew by and it was now 10:45 in the morning. Soon, Lovino's paperwork and Feliciano's humming were brought to a stop when they heared a familiar voice at the door.
"Ni hao."
They lo
SpaMano Mafia - Chapter 5 Romano looked away.SpaMano Mafia - Chapter 5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Romano?"
"I did it b-because....I-I...."
"You can tell me."
"I'd rather not."
"Please?"
Spain gave Romano and innocent look and he fell victim for it.
"Because I-I kinda like you..."
Spain smiled, his fingers still intertwined with the Italian's.
"I knew you did. You never actually acted like you hated me, so I just thought you didn't."
Romano looked back over at the Spanish man.
"Do you hate me?"
"Of course not! I really like you."
The small Italian blushed and sat up in his bed. He leaned forward and hugged the older man.
"I never thought anybody besides my brother liked me. After I
SpaMano Mafia - Chapter 6The very next morning, Veneziano silently walked into his twin's room. He smiled when he saw him asleep in the Spanish man's arms. The young Italian poked his older brother.SpaMano Mafia - Chapter 6 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Fratello?"
"Mmm...what?"
Romano sleeply rolled over to face his brother, yawning as he did. Moments later, Spain woke up smiling at Romano.
"Hola..."
"Morning, Antonio..."
They shared a small good morning kiss and Veneziano's smile grew, if that was possible.
"Morning guys! Fratello, after yesterday I want you to stay in here and rest today."
"But..."
"No 'buts', you're sore and I don't want you to put any stress on your body."
"What about all the paperwork?"
SpaMano Mafia - Chapter 12Within minutes, everybody was down in the meeting room, talking to each other to try to figure out what the big emergency is. Lovino and Feliciano took their seat, looking at their curious Mafia. Antonio and Ludwig were curious as well. Alfred sat up, eyeing Lovino.SpaMano Mafia - Chapter 12 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What's the deal, Boss?"
The older Italian looked at his brother, then back at everybody else and sighed.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, we are in serious trouble. We are currently $30,000 in debt, without paying it back we end up in jail. All of us. I know you're thinking 'No problem, you just have to pay it back', thing is, we can't. We don't have the money to pay it back."
Anto
SpaMano Mafia - Chapter 13Once the couple reached Italy, they walked inside holding hands. Lovino was wearing a huge smile on his face. When the rest of the mafia noticed them, they all stood up looking at them with curious faces. Feliciano jumped over to his brother.SpaMano Mafia - Chapter 13 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Well?"
"We are now officially out of debt!"
The younger Italian smiled and hugged his older twin. Lovino eventually let go of his younger brother and turned to Antonio.
"It's all thanks to you, Spain. We don't have to seperated now.''
Lovino hugged the Spanish man tightly with a few tears falling.
"G-Grazie..."
Antonio just smiles while the rest of the mafia clapped and cheered on the Spanish man
SpaMano - Mafia - Chapter 8 When morning came, Feliciano was in his own room ( because Ludwig carried him there) and Lovino asleep in Antonio's arms once again. The older man woke up first, watching his lover sleep a while longer. He sighed and thought about him and Lovino, that if Lovino really loved him or just liked him a lot. Antonio was almost afraid to ask him, worrying that he might hate him. Moments later, the small Italian rolled over and noticed Antonio staring at him.SpaMano - Mafia - Chapter 8 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Stalker..."
"Well, buenos dias to you too."
Lovino cuddled up with the Spanish man, not wanting to move. Antonio swallowed his pride and spoke up.
"Lovino."
"Si?"
"I have to ask
SpaMano Mafia - Chapter 15Today was Christmas morning, Lovino and Antonio woke up around the same time and joined everybody else in the main room. Ludwig was telling everybody what they should prepare.SpaMano Mafia - Chapter 15 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Okay, Canada you start the turkey and ham, America you make the sides, and Veneziano and bruder you two can start dessert."
Arthur walked up.
"Should I help America?"
Alfred looked at his small English lover and kissed his forehead.
"I think it's best that you stay out of the kitchen, Iggy."
The English man pouted a little bit, then kissed his lover lightly and sat next to Antonio.
"Good morning, where's Mr. Romano?"
"I think he's in there with Venezian
Just FriendsHe was sixteen when he first met him.Just Friends in General Fiction More Like This
Antonio would never forget the moment when he first laid eyes on him. His amber orbs, his dark brown hair, that frown and visible pout that proved to him that he didn't want to be here. But of course, moving to a new area was a little daunting; Antonio knew that from personal experience. He had moved to California from Spain a year before and if he was going to be honest, it took him a while to adjust and get used to the change. It was scary at first, but his two best friends- Gilbert and Francis- helped him through it. He met them at school and ever since they had been inseparable and that first day the
Call Me Maybe?Pairing: SpamanoCall Me Maybe? in Humor More Like This
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The shift at the pizza restaurant was going too slow for Lovino's liking. He sighed and glanced at the time; not even an hour had passed yet and he just couldn't wait for his shift to end so he could get home.
It was boring; the place wasn't even busy and he had nothing to do. It was a Friday night and he didn't understand where everyone was. Then again, in his opinion, this place wasn't the best place in the world. He, personally, would never bring a girl here on a date. It was just… he shuddered a little at the thought.
He heard voices outside the restaurant and he glanced up to see who had dared approach this d
Blessed With A Curse- Ch17Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch17 in Romance More Like This
Pairing: SpainxRomano
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He had tried to sleep, really he did. Of course he knew it would be difficult... but honestly, he didn't know it would be this hard.
Every time he closed his eyes he was plagued with visions of his brother hurt or worse. Every time he would encounter these visions, his eyes would snap open and he would stare into the darkness of the room for what felt like hours, attempting to calm his beating heart.
If he listened close enough, he could hear the voices of the three vampires in the room beside his own. If he listened hard en
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Lovino remembered the day he met Antonio. It was an accident really. If he hadn't have stayed those extra ten minutes at Feliciano's apartment then he never would have seen him.
Those bright green eyes and that cheerful smile were the first things he noticed when Antonio walked into the room (he was visiting with the potato bastard's brother). He didn't make a move to speak to him, even when they were introduced. Lovino had regarded him with a slightly bored expression and he had turned away and became very interested in his phone. He had failed to notice that Antonio had been constantly looking over to him as the rest
BesameBésameBesame in Romance More Like This
The late evening light reflected off the ocean's too blue surface and the sun was slowly setting behind the horizon in the distance. The golden sand beneath him was soft to the touch and no longer warm, and the cool evening breeze whipped through his dark locks softly. Tourists bustled around him, talking amongst themselves and smiling happily as they enjoyed the Spanish evening. Despite the beautiful scenery around him, Lovino's frown remained. He looked out at the ocean, watching the small shape of a cruise ship sail along the horizon in the distance. He sighed a little and adjusted his position on the sand; he would never admi
Master, I Love YouWarnings: Crack... so cracky I don't even know...Master, I Love You in Romance More Like This
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The world meetings were always boring and not nearly awesome enough for him to even care, yet he still insisted in going along. Prussia sighed when he arrived home from the latest meeting, tired and slightly annoyed. Of course, the ex-nation didn't have to go to these meetings but he went anyway so he could annoy the other countries.
Germany had decided to leave with Italy that afternoon so Prussia had the house to himself. He hung his jacket up on the hanger by the door and walked straight into the kitchen and grabbed himself a cold beer from the fridge. Savouring the taste, he smiled t
Blessed With A Curse- Ch9Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch9 in Romance More Like This
Pairing: SpainxRomano
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"Lovi... hey Lovi, wake up..."
"Huh, no... fuck off..."
"Lovi, you have to wake up..."
"Fuck you, tomato bastard..."
The room was dark but Lovino's body told him it was morning. The bed was soft and comfortable and the Italian didn't want to leave. He tightened his grip on the blanket with one hand and swatted away the hand that was poking his cheek with the other. Irritated, he attempted to roll over but the poking continued on his other cheek. He heard Antonio chuckle in amusement and when he tried to poke him again Lovi
Blessed With A Curse- Ch15Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch15 in Romance More Like This
Pairing: SpainxRomano
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What the fuck was taking him long?!
Lovino paced back and forth his apartment, hands gripping his hair and his breathing quick and panicked. Feliciano would be all right... he would be just fine. He probably went out and forgot about the pasta... no, that wasn't like him at all, he would never forget about the pasta. But that didn't explain the state of his room. Things were knocked off his desk, as though he had backed up against it in retreat, his bed was a mess... as though he has scrambled over the covers in order to get
Blessed With A Curse- Ch11Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch11 in Romance More Like This
Pairing: SpainxRomano
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Lovino hated Halloween. He didn't see the point of it. The holiday had never really meant much to him when he was growing up and that didn't change. Feliciano seemed to like the idea though and he was the reason why he hated it so much.
"Fratello! You are dressing up with me, aren't you?" Feliciano called from his bathroom. Lovino shuddered and stared at the face-paints in front of him and scowled. Feliciano was determined to go out for Halloween. Lovino had told him he was too old for Trick or Treating but the younger brothe
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Lovino rolled his eyes at his brother's excitement. The younger Italian was practically bouncing in his seat, his amber eyes set firmly on the large clock in the living room. It was as though he was willing time to go faster.
"Feliciano, seriously. It's only 6:30! Fuck…" Lovino huffed and crossed his arms. As he remembered the conversation he and that insufferable Spaniard had earlier that day, a small blush spread upon his cheeks and he averted his eyes to the ground and kept them firmly away from his brother, who had by now looked away from the clock and was smiling in the other Italian's direction.
"I know, fra
Caught In a Shit Storm part 2: SpainXfem!RomanoSo let's back up. Hmm…let's say, around three months earlier. Yeah, that's about right. May, I believe. Well, more like the end of May. Summer was just around the corner and the sun was definitely showing it.Caught In a Shit Storm part 2: SpainXfem!Romano in Romance More Like This
Okay, look. I don't mind the sun. I really don't. In fact, I think it's pretty damn nice. But when it beats down on your fucking head all day, it can give you an eye twitch. Especially when you're out in the fields picking some tomatoes with none other than the infamous tomato bastard himself.
Hey, on the bright side, it gives me an excuse to eat the extremely delicious fruit. When the idiota isn't looking, I take huge bites out o
Caught In A Shit Storm Part 3 - Spain X fem!RomanoHave you ever had that urge to just scream? I'm not talking about the shrill, annoying-as-fuck screams that are commonly emitted by those crazy, cosplaying fan-girls who swoon at the sight of "yaoi" or whatever the fuck it's called. Seriously, Japan. You may act all calm and crap, but we all know that in reality, you're kinky as shit.Caught In A Shit Storm Part 3 - Spain X fem!Romano in Romance More Like This
No, I'm talking about those barbaric, mutated "I'm going to rip your guts out and eat your entrails" kind of screams. And I'm referring to the whole shebang. Growling, and chanting, and running around with a huge pickaxe. Okay, not really, but you get the idea.
So yeah, that's how I feel right now. I am litera
Caught In A Shitstorm part 6 - SpainXfem!RomanoGilbert Beilschmidt was never one to really care about others' relationships. Hell, he never even bothered to bat an eyelash. He would make his sexual comments, tease for a bit, and then just back off. Especially when it came to his two best friends: Francis and Antonio. The trio has had a number of flings throughout their many years of existence before, but each only ever had one, MAYBE two serious relationships.Caught In A Shitstorm part 6 - SpainXfem!Romano in Romance More Like This
Except for Gilbert, of course. His heart belonged to Elizaveta, and ONLY Elizaveta. He wasn't COMPLETELY stupid; he knew that hell would freeze over before she would ever yearn for him. But the albino never gave up. He wanted her t
Whispers In The Dark: Spamano songfic requestWell, here you go sweetepie365! :D! I hope you like it.Whispers In The Dark: Spamano songfic request in Romance More Like This
Yes, this is a Spamano songfic to the song "Whispers in the Dark" by Skillet. Enjoy!!
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It is cold. So cold.
I can't feel anything but the biting, whirling ice that eats away at my open wounds as it pounds mercilessly on me, the wind whistling in my ears, taunting me, telling me that I have failed.
I have been reduced to nothing. Absolutely nothing. I am crawling on my hands and knees, the icy snow rubbing against my already pale flesh.
Crawling like a lowlife. A piece of filth.
I've lost it all. Everything.
Everyone I had the slightest ca
What Makes You Beautiful: Spamano Songfic RequestWell, here is your songfic EmiChan-77!!! I'm sorry that it took longer than I expected!!!! I seriously hate normal life sometimes.What Makes You Beautiful: Spamano Songfic Request in Romance More Like This
Song belongs to "One Direction." Enjoy!!!
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There he is again.
That Italian.
No, not Feli.
The older one.
The one with the darker hair, the tanner skin, the bright hazel eyes.
The one who always wears a scowl on his face as he looks at the ground, never meeting the gaze of anyone, never greeting his peers, his lips always set in a flat line.
Si, that one.
Antonio stares at him, his green eyes widening, and his stomach fluttering slightly.
Francis nudges him and wriggles his eyebrows suggestively.
"
Caught In A Shitstorm part 5 - SpainXfem!RomanoFuck my life.Caught In A Shitstorm part 5 - SpainXfem!Romano in Romance More Like This
FUCK MY LIFE!
Si. That was the mantra I was repeating over and over again in my head as I kept my face buried in a thick, feathery pillow. A fucking dirty one stained with my pathetic tears. Yes. There I go again with the stupid self pity. I've really got to stop that. Or actually no. I won't. Because I don't have to. That's right, motherfuckers.
I attempted to stifle my sobs by holding my breath so that those damn shudders wouldn't escape my lips, but it just didn't work. What the hell was the use? No one's here anyways. So, I'm going to just let it all out! And fuck you for criticizing me for doing so.
I rolled over so tha
Caught In A Shitstorm part 7- SpainXfem!Romano…..MIND. FUCK.Caught In A Shitstorm part 7- SpainXfem!Romano in Romance More Like This
No. Seriously.
Actually, that wasn't even a mind fuck. That was a fucking MIND ANNIHALATION.
What the hell just happened?
Did he really… and did I seriously… and Antonio…he….
Nyaaaaaa…..
I don't even know.
Alright. Calm down, Lovina. Just take a deep breath and ignore the fact that your shared a kiss with the albino potato bastard on your bed, and that it was actually pretty nice, and that the tomato bastard, himself, witnessed the whole thing…SHIT!
And now, here I am, sitting on my bed, my hair a mess, my jaw hanging open like a fucking idiot, and there, at my doorway, is Antonio Fern
Caught In A Shitstorm part 4 - SpainXfem!Romano"Sorella!"Caught In A Shitstorm part 4 - SpainXfem!Romano in Romance More Like This
Eye twitch.
"It's so great to see you; it feels as if I haven't talked to you in forever!"
Fist clench.
"Isn't it so nice of Antonio to invite me over for dinner?"
Muscle spasm.
"Don't you like my new dress? I decided to wear it when Toni told me to come over."
Bitch, get out of here.
Giggle. "Spagna is so sweet."
Is that a dreamy voice I hear?
I am about to have a fucking hernia right now.
"Eh…sorella...you are alright, si?" Feliciana asked in what sounded like a genuine tone. I allowed myself to glance at her, standing in the middle of my room, adorned in a dainty (expensiveasfuckinghell) pink dress that looked li
Caught In a Shit Storm Part 1: SpainXfem!RomanoBreathe in and breathe out. The air is fresh. Warm. Comforting. You feel the sunlight beat against your bare skin as it floods through that huge ass window. Your legs are tangled in a torrent of bed sheets and you feel the soft pillow against the side of your head. Your eyes are closed. You're awake, but you don't want to open them. You're too comfortable.Caught In a Shit Storm Part 1: SpainXfem!Romano in Romance More Like This
You feel a pair of strong arms around you. Your bare body is pressed up against another, toned, sculpted, perfect. Fits you like a puzzle piece. You breathe in his scent. The faint smell of fresh tomatoes soothes you and a smile finds its way onto your lips. You love this. This is where yo
The Dystopian Society - Part IIIJanuary 18th, 2050The Dystopian Society - Part III in Horror More Like This
Natalia Arlovskaya, Belarus
I am sick and tired of it all. The running away, the rejection, the heartbreak. Can't he see that all I want is for him to be happy? Apparently, I never do a good enough job for that. It doesn't make any sense! He always says that he wants everyone to become one with him. If he hasn't noticed, I'm the only one who is actually willing to take that offer and he flees like a rabbit!
I know that my brother isn't perfect. I know that despite what everyone thinks of him, he's the most insecure of all the nations I know. Yes, even more so than those pathetic Baltics. My dear brother is terrified of b
APH - Spamano - Left BehindSpain hated it.APH - Spamano - Left Behind in Short Stories More Like This
He hated Romano.
The Italian left him. Romano left him all alone, left without a care. Free, just like he always wanted to be.
Roma didn't even care that Spain loved him. He had loved the Italian with all his heart. He did still, even now.
Spain hated Romano for making him love him.
He hated Lovi for leaving him.
He hated his Lovi for leaving him alone.
Spain was so selfish. For wanting to be with Lovino, when there were plenty of other people who had wanted to live who were dead.
Like Romano.
Spain stared at the mangled body. He was numb. Numb.
Romano. Romano couldn't be dead. Couldn't be. He just-
Couldn't be.
Bl
APH - SpaMano - What is Love?Love is something that he can't explain...It's like a bug trying to break free of a spider's web, constantly writhing and squirming against its prison as the predator watches on with a toothy grin curving along its hideous face.APH - SpaMano - What is Love? in Romance More Like This
Love is...a poison. Poison, acid, a venomous disease that eats at tissues and muscles and that one vital organ that'll eventually shrivel up and die, turning black as blood ceases to pump through it.
Love means that you'll break. Fall and shatter into millions of reflecting peices, each accusing the other of making them tip over and smash, of being less than worthy of the love given.
Love isn't a disease t
APH - Spamano - Cat and Mouse Red. Bloody red, grisly scarlet, gory ruby, whichever you please. Or, if you so choose, sweet release, calm acquittal, fiery Hell, lovely Heaven.APH - Spamano - Cat and Mouse in Horror More Like This
Such beautiful terms to describe the same thing; blood and death. That's all those pretty things are, really, wrapped up in sparkling paper to soften the blow.
Why is sanguinary Death so frowned upon, so shunned by its merry, vivacious counterpart of Life?
The acidly bright-eyed demon asks himself this, calmly, thoughtfully, as he coolly ponders in one corner of his impossibly-insane mind the meanings of such biases.
His eyes, wide with his own insane mirth, follows a single perso
APH - Spamano - FeelSpain can feel the wetness seeping through the soft, bleached cotton of his shirt, salty tears soaking his shoulder.APH - Spamano - Feel in Short Stories More Like This
He wraps an arm around Romano, pulling the Italian closer to his side.
Romano, for his part, just sobs louder, clutching at the fabric like it would anchor him.
Spain breathes reassurances from between his lips, and the tears flow faster. The auburn head shakes violently, keeping out the healing words.
Spain wonders why the Italian was upset, but the answer comes soon enough.
Italy. Italy and his friends and his just utter perfection. Even Spain has to admit that Italy has virtually no flaws.
And the Spa
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It intrigues him, the way they dance. He doesn't quite like it - not exactly; it's too fast and chillingly apathetic, so contrary to a dance's usual high-strung emotions - but it's so intoxicating; the threat of being caught, the adrenaline of the chase.
Maybe they'll find happiness one day, because this sure isn't it; maybe they'll find it in their blurry memories of sunlit, warm, hazy days when everything was just right, not too happy and not too sad. Just per
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Kisses don't mean love. They don't even mean forever. They are well aware.
Things aren't as sweet as they could be, or should be, for them. It could be sweeter than cotton candy - perhaps sickeningly so - but it isn't.
What they have isn't love. They know this too.
What they have is desperation and alcohol making their tongues slow and heavy with the taste of vomit and cheap booze and something chilling and numbing like the taste of chloroform.
So when they lay on the bed with the sheets on the floor and their limbs tangled together and sweat drying cold, the only thing keep
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Someday. Someday, Roma will be his.
The green-eyed devil watches the Italian with a narrowed gaze. He's talking with his brother, looking annoyed.
The devil ponders this. No...it isn't right. Roma shouldn't be annoyed.
His Italian's brother leaves the room. The green eyes follow him, and soon the body picks itself up and floats after the younger Italian.
"Ve~ Spain-nii." The chattering voice is so annoying, too high and too happy.
Lips curl up as one of them shrieks. He's not sure which one of them is screaming, but it's abruptly cut off.
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The voice is clipped and unemotional while the owner is trembling slightly, not that he'll ever admit to that. He's too stubborn.
The reply - if there was one at all - is lost to the explosion a mere twenty feet away; the two men huddled in the trench flich simultaneously as someone shrieks, high pitched and terrified. It echoes slightly before silence falls yet again, heavy and cloying.
Antonio never thought that it would actually come to this. He'd signed up with a naive smile on his face, eager to do his duty. He'd made friends, even. What a fool he had been.
Another explosion, closer this time, makes the
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Need. Want. Poison spreading through veins, lips pink and flushed in a not-so-innocent way, and desperate clawing for a handhold, anything, to stable themselves.
Falling. That's all there is. Falling in the depth of space, soft brushes of skin against skin, and fevered, carnage kisses. Tounges and pressure and emptiness.
They're so lonely. It's all black, and white, and gray, and nothing else. It would drive a person to insanity after a while, nothing but those stupid colors. It almost makes sense that they would find each other.
"You do know," One says softly on a cold day, not meeting t
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They were right; I'm standing by your bedside right now.
Feli was here earlier, but Ludwig took him home. He wouldn't stop crying. I'm not crying, even though I want to; this feels too much like a dream to be real. I'll wake up, and you'll be healthy and happy.
You look angry, even while unconscious. I bet you were cursing out the driver; that's something you'd do. I know because I know you.
Lovi, you should've looked. God, you should've looked. Please, I don't know what I'll do without you.
You need to recover.
Love, Antonio.
Day 2
I decided to number the days, because you'll want to
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