RomanoxReader: Go Google itI follow Lovino down a hallway. I've had a crush on him for as long as I can remember. The problem is he doesn't seem too enthusiastic about me.
"This is the first time I have ever felt this way." I say to him.
"You should start smaller." He says coldly.
"I want to be the one closest to you!" I plead.
I get tense all of the sudden. I try talking to him but the words chocked up in my throat.
"Will you speak up if you have something to say to me dammit?!" he yells.
"I-I want to know what you think of me." He scowls at me.
"I'll just tell you to go Google it."
I gather up my courage and I start asking everything I want to know.
"What is your email?"
"Go Google it."
"Where do you live?"
"Go Google it."
"What do you like?
"Go Yahoo! Google it."
"Can I see you again?"
"Go Google it."
"Do you eat eggplant?"
"What does that have to do with anything? Go Google it."
"Who do you like?"
At this question, Lovino turns tomato red.
"I can't tell you that "
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"Papa?" The red headed boy asked as he tugged on the Scottish man's blankets. It was two in the afternoon and the man was still asleep. Or at least pretending to be while wallowing in his mind.
"Rory!" You snapped at your little boy, he looked at you with those bright green eyes. "Leave your Papa alone and come eat lunch with me and Kinley." Rory ran towards you, bolting past and going to the kitchen.
You went to the kitchen where you two children were ravishing the sandwiches you had prepared. The two kids ate at almost inhuman speeds but they still were kids.
A doorbell rang right on time, not that their uncle was ever late. You opened the door and Arthur and his kids were standing there. Only four of the five kids were present.
The oldest, Tilly, who was just about eight this year, was standing behind her papa. Her long blonde hair flowed down her back as she lectured her brothers about goofing off again.
The three triplet boys; Landon, Bailey, & Sage were half paying attention to t
Practice makes perfect: AmericaxReaderMore Like This
Practice makes perfect
Today was less than perfect to say the least. I was a little more than late for my class at university which resulted in me making up that time after school. So that's all dealt with and now I'm going to my job, and I'm late for that too! It's not as though I haven't been late once or twice before however, there was a staff meeting that I missed because of it! So now I have my boss barking at me as I'm trying to restock shelves. Ok, so that's done, I get to go home and relax now right? Wrong! I'm driving along, minding my own business when some jerk totally cuts me off and I almost get in an accident!
I'm surprised that I ever made it home without ripping out my hair! But here I am. Home sweet home. Collapsing on the sofa I lazily glance around the room, looking for my boyfriend. See, for some crazy reason I am dating, and living with the world's most childish adult. We are nothing alike! I have my whole career planned out while he just 'g
Returning the sketchbook (RomanoXReader)The sunlight streamed across the plaza, the fountain set in the middle of the square throwing rainbows across the cobbled ground. Around the fountain were several wooden benches and it was on one of these that you were seated.More Like This
A plastic bag lay open beside you and every now and then you tossed part of the sandwich within it to the birds around you. A large flock of birds were circling around you by now and you alternated between throwing them your lunch and sketching them, which was proving to be difficult as the pigeons moved quickly.
Reaching next to you, you fumbled around for your sandwich, but you felt nothing but crumbs. You glanced at the bag and sighed when you found it was empty. You often got enraptured by birds, always wanting to see them fly and capture them in the act of doing so. But that meant that you had sacrificed many a sandwich to them.
With a disgruntled huff, you finished off your drawings of the birds, shutting it with a snap. The sudden sound made a couple of t
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Warning! Contains strong language/cursing!
"Hey, I'm home!" you called, pushing open your front door and stepping inside.
"Oi, Ragazza!" your roommate Romano called back from the kitchen.
The two of you had been friends for a long time, but you had been living with him ever since you had been kicked out of your last place. Which had been, well, a while ago now. His brother, Feli, had actually proposed the idea to the two of you. Romano immediately went on the defensive, cussing out his younger brother, but you thought it was a great idea. So, here you were. It wasn't all that much different from before, though, since you came over a lot.
You enjoyed the brother's company; Feliciano often dropped by as well, much to his older sibling's chagrin. Feli didn't seem to notice his brother's inferiority complex towards him though, but you, on the other hand, picked up on it a while ago. You thought it was stupid, personally. The brother
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You breathed in the warm air and enjoyed the sunshine as you took a walk around Rome. You were happy to be able to call the ever beautiful, yet occasionally troublesome, city your home.
It had been about four years since you moved to the city in order to attend a college you had been eyeing for quite some time. Four years since you made quite a radical change in your life. It had also been four years since you met a very interesting character...
You were shopping for groceries when you saw him.
"Him" referred to a rather handsome young man who was purchasing tomatoes at the outdoor market, just a few feet away from you. He had dark brown hair, with an odd curl sticking out, and brown eyes. He was talking with the vendor in rapid-fire Italian. You hadn't gotten a firm grasp of the language but you figured he was haggling down the price of the tomatoes.
"He must really love tomatoes if he's buying that many," yo
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I don't really think this needs any warning but please tell me if you think so.
But i'll just say i'll rate this a PG13.
Hope you like it!
Having Romano as your boyfriend seems to have its ups and downs. But you didn't mind at all, you completely knew that a good relationship has its flaws. Although he may have his bad tempers most of the time, you still enjoyed being with him. But there was one thing you wanted to know about him.
You wanted to know how he could take you on, yes, even though this relationship had only started a few weeks ago, you needed to know his ways of affection. He hardly kisses you and you've only been fondled by him, Once. That was when he was drunk.
So today, you decided to make him unleash the side you've never seen.
"Kiss me" you ordered, his eyes unglued from the television and concentrated you. "W-what the hell" he stammers. You can see that his face is becoming extremely aggravated, it actua
RomanoxReader: Perfect and Purposefully DesirableSnarky.More Like This
Somewhat bratty and possibly quite narcissistic
"What the hell are you looking at?"
Oh yeah, he's also pretty perfect, with his sunkissed skin, that cute hairstyle and those gorgeous eyes, which are a unique shade of brown that's almost and very slightly green. From your observations, you have concluded that his eyes remind you of an early Autumn day.
You could probably stare into those eyes all day without getting bored.
His accent, too, was quite mesmerising when it wasn't used to rant quickly on and on. And, erm... His personality. As weird as it may seem to others, every time he managed a smile, your heart fluttered. It was a sadly rare occasion, like a double... No, triple rainbow.
Yeah, his 'true' smile didn't happen very often. But that smirk of his was often cute enough, anyway.
It has become apparent to your undeniable attention that you have developed quite the crush on the Southern Italian boy, and it was beginning to drive you a little bit, just a
Not going? (SwedenXReader)You sighed in your sleep, breathing out evenly. Some locks of your bed head hair tickled your cheeks as one of them was blown away by your quiet breath.More Like This
When you felt pressure on your stomach, you sleepily opened your eyes. It took a second for your vision to snap into focus and when it did, you blushed at the scene that met your eyes.
Berwald sighed in his sleep, his hair hanging over his face. His arms had wound themselves around your waist during both of yours slumber and he was using your stomach as a pillow. You smiled warmly at him, stroking some of hair from his eyes.
He shifted in his sleep, rubbing his cheek on you to get comfortable. All you could do to keep from squealing at his cuteness was bite your lip; you didn’t want to wake your Swedish boyfriend.
Your thumb rubbed circles on his cheek as you gazed lovingly at him. He looked tuckered out, well he had come home late from work as usual. Because of his late hours, you cherished moments like these the most.
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Eight years since you met and fell in love with the ever amazing Arthur Kirkland.
You had been at a gig, happily jumping and dancing to the upbeat, punk music when you spotted him. He was stood by the bar, drinking by himself. He was far from drunk, but he wasn't exactly sober either. His eyes scanned the crowd before settling on you.
You smirked at the sudden attention and decided to give him something to look at. You twisted and shook your body in an alluring manner, captivating the blonde by the bar.
That night, you let him take you home.
What was supposed to be a one night stand turned into a relationship, and a surprisingly strong one at that.
However, lately Arthur had been acting a little strange. Everyday at exactly 5 pm, he would disappear, saying that he had something very important that he needed to do.
You sighed, throwing yourself backwards onto the bed you shared with your boyfriend. "Oh, woe is me." you sulked. "I'm so lonely!" You turned to lay
Punk!Singer!England x Reader - ONE SHOT "Arthur," you whined as your British boyfriend dragged you into the empty basement. "Why do we have to throw a party?"More Like This
"C'mon, love!" the Brit cupped your chin in his hands. "It'll be fun!"
"No," you pouted. "It'll be loud and give me headaches."
He simply chuckled and walked over to his CD rack. Arthur ran his hands over the many different CDs and scanned the rack for music. You wandered over to his old records. For some reason, you found them a lot more interesting than his new music.
Now, you know that Arthur has been around for a while. He IS the personified version of England. You ran your finger over several record cases before stopping at a specific record. It read "Abbey Road". You excitedly pulled it off the rack and ran your fingers over the dusty cover. This was your absolute favorite Beatles album.
You spun around excitedly and waved the album infront of your boyfriend's face, "Look!"
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You awoke at the dawn of morning with the bright light peeking through the curtains and hitting the delicate flesh of your face. You felt a strong, familiar arm slung across your waist protectively as the person behind you slept peacefully. With a content sigh you rolled over and kissed the tip of his nose to awaken him. He immediately awoke, seemingly a bit surprised, but once he saw your face the blonde relaxed and stared lovingly into your eyes with a small smile plastered upon his adorably sexy face. He leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on the bridge of your nose as well and you giggled happily.
"Mornin' babe~." he greeted, sitting up and allowing the thin white sheets to slide down his well-toned pectoral and abdominal.
A light pink blush dusted your soft cheeks as you sat up as well, "Goooood morning~."
Alfred began looking at you strangely, like he was concentrating on something. He seemed to have his gaze fixated on your hair.
"What? Bed-head?" you asked, trying to pat your
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BAD TOUCH TRIO X READER Hot summer day.
''It's just too hot '' You complained.
You and your friends, Gilbert, Antonio and Francis were lying in the garden of Antonio's house. It was summer and freaking 35°C without any wind. Even in the shadow of the big tree you were lying under it was still too hot.
''I'm gonna die '' Gilbert moaned.
''Maybe if we all get rid of these clothes it'll be cooler, honhon.'' Francis grinned.
''No way, you pervert!''
''Good idea Francis, _____, you do it first.'' Gilbert said with a smirk.
''Seriously guys, sometimes you really are perverts '' You said as you wiped the sweat off your face.
''Leave ____ alone guys.'' Antonio chuckled. ''Though I'm not denying it's a good idea.''
You sat up and threw your shoe at him, which made him laugh even more.
''I'll get some water.'' Gilbert said as he stood up and went into the house.
You laid down again and stared at the leaves of the tree above you.
''Ah I wish we could do this more
France x Reader PhotographsYou opened your mailbox and pulled out all of your mail before walking back into your house. You set the mail on the counter and started to go through it.More Like This
"Junk, bills, junk" you mumbled to yourself, sorting the mail into piles. Two of the envelopes caught your attention. One was from Francis Bonnefoy, your boyfriend. The other had no return address. You suspected it was from someone in the neighborhood. You opened the letter from Francis and unfolded the letter. It was so like him to send you a letter instead of an email.
I haven't told you something in a long time. the letter began. You could practically hear Francis reading the letter out loud to you.
I haven't told you that you're my world. That you're all I really care about. I love you ________. More than anything.
All my love and affection,
So sweet! You were smiling by now and hadn't realized it. You quickly wiped the smile off you face and opened the other envelope. You pulled out a letter
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"Ah !" You cursed and sat up in bed, holding your hands to your face. Red stuff dripped down your face and your fingers, and you tried not to get any on the sheets, although the pillow was already stained.
"Great. This is really just great," you mumbled to yourself, holding your nose with one hand. One of the few days you get to sleep in, and you were woken up early by a nosebleed.
Was there a better way to start off the day?
"Ah, buenos días, _______!"
"Kesesesese! Nice, _______!"
"Ohonhonhon, what happened this time?"
Oh, look, there it was.
You were sorry you asked.
The man with silver hair was already strutting around your room, and the blonde peeked out from behind the door. The Spaniard was leaning against your wall leisurely with a happy smile.
You blinked and stared at the three of them with wide eyes. "How did you even get in here?" You swore the door was locked. It didn't really matter to you that they wer
Hotness (Pervy AustriaXReader)Two things and two things only occupied Roderich Edelstein's mind.More Like This
One of them was of course his beloved piano, the one he played to pieces whenever he had the chance. He loved the feeling of the ebony and ivory under his fingers, the reverberating chimes that surrounded him.
The other was you. Not that you knew of course, but your denseness was something that he adored as well. Whenever he played his instrument, the reason he was so absorbed by it was simple; when he played, he imagined you under his fingers.
His imagined versions of your moaning, trembling for him as he moved his hands over the keys were so real to him. That was the reason.
As he was too cowardly to properly talk to you, he merely watched you as you spoke to your friends, classmates... It was pretty clear the Austrian had a thing for you, to all but yourself. Most of Roderich's friends urged him on to talk to you, but whenever he tried, he'd clam up and stutter something incoherent.
And though you thought
Revenge with a shower (SpainXReader)You squelched up to Antonio’s front door. Should I...? You thought numbly, your fist already raised. You barely had time to shake your head and turn away when suddenly the door swung open. Antonio frowned, worried as to why you were so soaked.More Like This
“Hi!” You said, trying to sound cheerful, but the hoarseness of your voice told him more than enough. “Come in, I’ll get you some towels.”
He left you dripping in his hallway for a moment, bending down to free your wet feet. “Thanks.” You murmured as Antonio wrapped several towels around you.
He took your hand and led you into his warm living where you sat gratefully on his sofa. “What happened?” He demanded, sitting down next to you and gazing at you with those concerned green eyes of his.
“You know my boyfriend had quite the reputation of a player right?” He nodded, not liking where this was going. You laughed hollowly, snuggling into the warmth of the towels.
Clueless Idiota (RomanoxReader)You were sitting in a café, waiting for one of your good friends, Lovino "Romano" Vargas, to arrive. You never really got why he wanted people to call him that. He told you it reminded him of his late mother who made things with Romano cheese and tomatoes (his two favorite ingredients) a lot. He didn't really want people to call him "Tomato" (though his cousin, Antonio, did so anyways) so he stuck with Romano. Why this crossed your mind, you didn't know. Maybe it was because you had some feelings for the southern Italian man? Yes, you had feelings for him and you weren't going to lie to yourself about it, but you never could tell anyone else though.More Like This
As you were daydreaming, Romano had sat across from you, waiting for you to come out of your reverie. At first, he would bark at you to come out of them, but you just yelled back which caused many fights between you two. Then, Romano, being the gentleman he is, decided to stop yelling and just wait. He knew that you wouldn't take too l
ReaderxRomanoLovino Vargas was squirming in his seat.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
JackFrostXReader - Part 1The snow outside fell slow as you stared upon it. There was no telling where it came from, or how it fell. You never thought about that at the age of 7. You just sat there, leaning against the window and following each delicate snowflake. The warm fleece was wrapped around you, and your hot coco right beside you.More Like This
You watched as all your foster siblings played outside; throwing snowballs and making snow angels. There was no motivation for you to go outside. But you certainly weren't bored. As you watched the laughter and happiness, you had frowned. Remembering that you didn't have a family only brought sorrow and ache to your fragile heart.
But wait; the foster home was your family. Right? You tried to smile, but unfortunately, it was no use. True; they were a family. Your foster mom took good care of all 15 of you. But you? You didn't really fit in. No one ever does. They only fit in a real family; a family connected through blood, and happiness, and joy, and laughter.
That's what it l
Jack Frost x Reader- Perfectly Mental You were (name), and you weren't "mental" according to the doctors, and you were currently sitting in your room in the mental hospital, listening to Christmas music, just to remember him. The pale skinned boy, with his freezing cold blue eyes and snow white hair... his staff... everything. You sighed, lying back into your bed. You had to live in this 'mental hospital' for daily watch in your behavior and seeing if you would stop believing in your 'fantasy figures'. You sighed, the music softly playing into your ears, you felt yourself drifting off into sleep...More Like This
You find yourself waking up, it being pitch black dark outside, and the only light coming from your lamp. You pull your headphones out of your ears, and stand up, walking to the window. Sometimes, if you thought about him enough, you would see him flying... having fun bending the winter snow whichever way he wanted it. Oh how you dreamed of flying with him. The frost against your window, you began to dr
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Let It Snow
Story by lilacgiraffe
You sighed, placing your book down and looking at the rain around you from under the overhanging roof of a building. "This sucks." It was one week from Christmas and yet, there was no snow again. "Woe is me," you cried out, dramatically waving you arms about you like a Shakespearean actor, "for there art not a signal snowflake to kiss the earth. Woe. Woe!" You spun into rain and fell into the grass, placing your hand onto your forehead. You look from under your hand, checking that no one was there. You grinned, feeling your jeans and sweater stick to you and laughed.
"You appear to be insane." You heard someone say. You sit up, your (h/c) hair sticking to your face as you look for the onlooker.
"Ah!" You scream, feeling something slide behind you. You jump up, loosing your beanie in the process, and look at where you were sitting, only to find no one there. "Huh, I must be going insane." you mutter.
"Must be." the voice from
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You watched from a far as the workers at this farm beat the horses. The only one, who didn’t use crops for discipline was your dear friend Yao Wang. He loved the horses as much as you did. Both of you had been friends since before you could remember. 6 months ago you lost your job, house, and money. So Yao let you live with him for now. You wanted to pay him back, but getting this job meant you had to see the sad state of the horses. But the boss was the worst thing of all. Once a worker talked back and he was beaten for it. But today was the day you would stand up to him! “sssir, can I ssspeaak to yyou ffor a minnute.” You said softly. “don’t chicken out no
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A/N: The first chapter was more of a teaser, and this chapter is more along the lines of setup, but there is still plot woven into it.
Chapter 2: An Offer of Adventure
Ed didn't even give the Doctor a second thought until everything he had said had come true. The Homunculus was gone, and Al was back. Everything had become peaceful… and terribly boring. Make no mistake; Ed was thrilled that his little brother had been restored, but he longed to travel again, to explore new places, study new sciences, and meet new people. And that was what inevitably drew his mind back to that man all in brown who roamed around in a time-traveling spaceship.
One late summer afternoon, Ed ambled up the hill where his childhood home had once stood and seated himself underneath the dead tree. A breeze kept the air from being too stifling, but Ed had to wipe the sweat from his forehead all the same. As he did so, he looked at the back of his right hand, flesh and bone once more. It was still a little
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A Hetalia Fanfiction
You Are My Exception
Japan had a rule.
Sure, he had a lot of rules, big and little, complicated and simple rules, ranging from not allowing you to enter his house without taking off your shoes to not touching that strange, mysterious machine in his storage room, but this was the ultimate rule.
It was the “No Touchy” rule. Yes, Kiku had a no-touching rule. And it was the same as all his other rules—break that rule, and he would disown you if he could. But… as his close friend and his fellow neighbor, should you not be allowed to breach at least one of these rules?
… there’s got to be something that he’ll let me do. Your mind raced through the possibilities. Limitless possibilities, yes, because there were so many rules, but very few opportunities. Definitely not going to touch his kimonos… no. He’d kill me. And I’d stay away from that machine if I could… God, w
China X Reader X JapanYou Were Best Friends With The Asian Countrys Japan and his Older Brother China. Nothing Could Separate You Three, But The War Between The Two Of Them.More Like This
You Sat On Your Bed Thinking About The Few Days Before Any Of This Happened
At Your House You Sat On The Couch Between Your Friends. You Sat In Silence as The Brothers Were Passing Death Glares Twords One Another. Till You Finally Spoke Up. "We Should Go To The Park" You said Jumping From Your Spot. As Your Back Was Turn The Brothers Exchanged A Final Glare. "Of Course (F/N) We Can Go To The Park, Aru" China Said Getting Up And Wrapping An Arm Around Your Neck. Japan sighed. "C'mon Japan Arent You Gonna Come?" You Asked. "Sorry (F/N)-san but I dont want to go to the park today" Japan Said with his normal pokerface. China Gave a Smile Of Victory. "C'mon Japan you have to come. The Cherry Blossoms are blooming" You Said Holding Japan's Hand. "Fine If Thats What you really want (F/N)-San" Japan Said Sighing In Defe
Countries in Real Life: IntroYou never expected anything out of the ordinary to happen to you. In your opinion, you were a fairly average girl. You got good grades in high school, you had a decent amount of friends, you were attending a good college, and you lived in your own apartment. There was nothing that made you spectacular or anything.More Like This
You figured you'd go through life like anybody else. Graduate college, get a job, find the right guy, get married, have kids. All that jazz. And you were okay with that. It's what almost everyone did. But you had to admit, there were those moments where you wished something exciting would happen. Something out of the ordinary.
Well. It looks like you're about to get your wish.
Annoying little siblings - ChinaxReader"Come on, _______! Play with me! I promise I'll be nice this time!" Your younger sister begged.More Like This
"NO!" You yelled, not caring if your folks heard and got mad at you for refusing her. This was the third time she had made this promise to you about playing house, and there was no doubt in your mind that given the chance, she'd break it a third time.
"Pleaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaase?" she asked, giving you puppy dog eyes. They may have worked before, but not this time.
"I said no!"
"No, no, no, NO! I am not playing house or anything with you again! But you wanna know what I am gonna do? I'm going to go to my friend Yao's house until I cool off!" You yelled, grabbing your backpack.
"I'm telling!" She threatened.
"Go ahead! Then I have an excuse to stay longer!" You shot back, grabbing some clothes. "Mom, Dad, I'm staying the night at Yao's!"
"Okay bear, have fun!"
You gave a trium
Japan X Reader- Say It Again [Contest]"Looks like Kiku lost his hug virginity!!" your best friend screeched with joy as you hugged your closest friend.More Like This
You pouted and looked away nonchalantly. "He's my guy best friend, nothing more."
Personally, you wanted it to be more, but by the way Kiku acted around everybody made it seem impossible. He never wanted touch or anything, and truthfully it got to you after a while. So you forced your wonderfully uncomfortable hug upon him. His face lit up three shades of pink as you pressed up against him.
Acting like you didn't understand what you did, you let go of him, letting your arms fall to your sides. "Did I do something wrong?" you said, in an innocent fashion.
He nodded quietly. You raised your eyebrows. This moment had just become extremely awkward for the both of you. Whistling, you made an amazing turn that a general would be proud of. You dropped your eyes and began to walk away.
You were yards away from him when you heard the distinct "Engrish
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You sat in the world meeting quietly as you watched your two older brothers, Ludwig (Germany) and Gilbert (Prussia) argue with each other.
"Why couldn't you be more like either of them?" You asked yourself.
Unlike either of your brothers, you were quiet and rarely yelled. You weren't very good at fighting and you couldn't stand up for yourself to save your life. You sighed wondering to yourself if you were as bad as Italy when it came to things like war and just plain life.
You happily got up when the meeting ended leaving your brothers who were still arguing about something else by this point. You were about to walk back to your house that you shared with Ludwig when someone called your name and you turned to find a drunken France stumbling towards you.
"_-__________! Ma cherié (my dear)! 'Ow would you like to go with me and tour Ze Effiel Tower?" He asked grinning mischievously with a glazed look in his eyes.
"Was he e
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"ROMANO COME ONNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!"you moaned in exasperation.
"No."He spat and crossed his arms,averting his gaze from you.
"Please?"You tried again with a sweet smile and a bat of your lashes.
"No."He replied coldly and glared at you.
"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaasssse?"You whined hugging him.
"NO DAMMIT!!!!"He screeched and pushed you off of him and onto the couch.
"WHY?!"You screeched in return,tossing a wii remote at his head.He clenched his fists in anger and grit his teeth."BECAUSE YOU'RE SO FUCKING ANNOYING!!"He shouted,his voice booming through the house,leaving a faint echo."Give me a real reason!!CHIGIIIIIIIII!!!!!!"You teased with a goofy smile.He grabbed the game console from the floor that hit him and glared at you."You wanna see how good I am?Let's do this."He growled and walked over to the large space cleared out for everyone."Whew!Has he finally agreed?"Feliciano beamed with his usual laid back smile from the couch that was pushed back from the television area allowin
Damned Spaniard (RomanoxReader) "Stupid language! Why is-a that damn bastardo making me-a learn-a this?" Lovino yelled as he stood from his chair, his hands balled into fists.More Like This
"Calm down, Lovi. I'm being forced into this, too." You remind him, trying to stifle your own anger.
Antonio had somehow managed to convince you to take a Spanish class, if only to dump Lovino onto you and have you tutor the Italian. You had sworn to beat the Spaniard to a pulp the next time you saw him, but he had been skilled in evading you; you hadn't seen him since the beginning of your forced tutelage. Lovino had kept a grudge as well, often grumbling about his roommate while studying.
"I can't-a believe he tricked-a me into-a this." Lovino groans as he plops back into his chair, the wood creaking from his force.
"How do you think I feel? I'm still waiting for hi to show his face so I can punch it in for him." You remark, pushing your seat closer to the Italian's.
"H-hey! What-a the hell do-a you t
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You were happily walking down the hallway, humming on a song. You were on your way to meet up with your friend – and crush – Romano now that school was over for the day, you had planned to go to his house to watch a few movies. You giggled – he was probably already impatiently waiting at the gate.
Suddenly you were shoved into the lockers, hard. You winced when you body came into contact with the hard surface. You opened your eyes to see who had shoved you and were greeted by the sight of a group of some of the popular girls, who glared angrily at you. You bit your lip to prevent any scared squeaky noises to slip out. These girls had been tormenting – both physically and mentally – you for quite a while now, bluntly put, ever since they found out you were friends with Romano and the others – which was a few months ago.
"Hey, ugly. Where do you think you're going?" the leader asked menacingly.
"T-to see R-Romano..." you stammered.
"No, I don't think s
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Days went by and the week came to and end. Gilbert and Ludwig, much to Romano's chagrin, took over Elizaveta's and Feliciano's job to watch out for you the week that followed. Everyone kept helping you at school and in your classes, and did everything they could to send the discrete vibes normality to you, as was their attempt to bring your memories back.
Romano tried to act normal around you and at school, but the moment he came home he locked himself in his room and cry his eyes out on his bed, while Antonio was forced to just stand outside and listen to his friend's depressed cries.
Antonio felt his heart break at the sound of Romano's tears and sorrowful cries. They were like knives to his heart. They stabbed right through it, and straight down to the very core of his being.
“Oh Romano...” he sighed and went to the kitchen to make something to try and cheer Romano up. Antonio knew that out of all of them Romano took it the worst, considering his feelings towards you. An
Romano X Enchantress!Vampire!Reader Part 12More Like This
You stared in shock at the view in front of you. He was here, right in front of you. You almost didn't dare to believe your eyes.
“A-Archí...?” you stuttered out in shock. Your voice no longer sounded neither evil nor hateful, instead it sounded rather shocked and in slight awe, as if you thought this was just an illusion. Your irises also returned to their normal [e/c] color.
“Yes, I'm here, [Name]. But where are you?” he asked. “What happened to you? I don't remember you being this blood thirsty. I thought I taught you better than that.”
“Archí... But how...?” You stared in shock at the man who was your mentor and Creator, whom you hadn't seen for over six centuries, and whom you thought you would never see again. He hadn't aged a day of course, with his hazel colored eyes glimmering as they always had done, and his golden mixed dirty blonde hair swaying in the wind the way it always had. He hadn't changed a bit except for the clothing
Mafia!Romano x Tomboy!Reader. Only one. Ch 6. "Gosh Cortal." You hissed under your breath.More Like This
"If somebody had been a little more careful, we would to have to patch you up." You were sitting on a cot in the infirmary. Iris was appalling bandages to the cut in your neck while Cortal was sowing up your arm. You had changed out of the literarily bloody red dress into a tee shirt and black ripped jeans.
"By tomorrow morning the one on your neck should close up but the one on your arm will leave a scar." Cortal put a bandage over your stitches.
"Thanks." You took a painkiller from Iris and gulped it down. You pulled on your combat boots and got up, stretching your tired muscles. "Hey, do you think that you guys could help me find my room? I have a horrible sense of direction."
"Sure!" Iris said out loud. "Cortal can take care of other the other stuff. C'mon." Iris led the way. You put your hands in your pocket and followed her.
Mafia!Romano x Tomboy!Reader. Only One. Ch 7. You and Kiku finally made it to the estate. You stepped out of the Comero only to find a black van that belonged to Lovino's men already there.More Like This
How did he get here first? Guess Italians really are fast drivers.
"Miss (Name.) I see you are here." Cortal greeted you. She nodded to the other butler to get the car. "We have visitors."
"Who are they?"
"The two members of the infamous Bad Touch Trio."
"Bad Touch Trio?"
"Their a bit...I would say perverted but I don't want to offend them."
"I berieve the correct term would be eccentric." Kiku put in.
"I guess that could work." You said. Really you were looking foreword to meeting this Trio.
You followed Cortal. With a flick of her blue hair she opened the door to the main foyer.
"Schwester!" A fluff of white hair glomped you in a hug.
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Why did you hate him? Why was he such a fucking pain? You always ask yourself this. You were a bit /sassy/ at times and you didn’t do well with people. You had only a few people who could even stand your mood swings or violent moments. You had trouble trusting people and you couldn’t stand idiots. Anyone who took the time to push past your walls learned who nice and kind you were. They learned you had a golden heart and very loyal friend who only wants the better for her own friends. But damn did one guy always push you over you edge and make you want to scream, yet he gave you all the attention you wanted. He always paid attention to you so he could scream and fight with you. And you secretly liked him noticing you. Only so you could cuss him out.
You sat in class and glared holes into your teacher’s fat head. You seriously just wanted to go to lunch and hang out with your friends. But noooo, you stupid teacher had to lecture you all becaus
Annoyances (Kyoya Ootori x Reader)More Like This
You absolutely loathed that girl. It had all started a very short while ago. You had simply been standing with your friends in Music Room #3, next to Kyoya, all of you watching Tamaki's continuous attempts to woo the newest addition to the club, Haruhi. A perfectly normal day in the Host Club, really.
That was, until, Haruhi had noticed the petite girl watching the group of you from behind the doorframe. Hikaru and Kaoru went to greet her, and Tamaki, always eager, was not far behind. You furrowed your brows, turning to Kyoya to ask if he knew who she was, until your attention was immediately drawn back to the door.
"No! Don't touch me, you're phony!" The dirty-blonde's shrill voice had rung out, making you flinch. She had proceeded to shower Tamaki in insults, almost bringing him to tears. The unanimous gasp from the host club was followed by the blonde teen throwing himself about dramatically, unable to believe that someone had called him a fake.
You had s
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'Man, so much homework . . . . .'
(y/n) was a current student at Ouran Academy, her (h/l) (h/c) hair swished around slightly as she walked through the halls of the school, her (e/c) eyes were looking down at the book she read as she proceeded to the location of the Host Club to spend some time there before going home. She was so concentrated on the book that she didn’t notice a certain pair of twins bickering and throwing random objects at eachother on the floor above her.
“Hey Hikaru! Heads up!” Kaoru shouted as he hurled a water balloon at him, Hikaru simply side-stepped and avoided being hit. They were just about to fight again until they heard the sound of a water balloon bursting and a shriek.
“Uh-oh,” both brothers said at the same time. They looked over the railing and gasped at what they were seeing.
“Uhhhh Kaoru, what exactly was in that water balloon.”
“A potion I got from Nekozawa-sempai, but he never tol
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[Spain x Reader]
You weren't one to pay much attention in you Spanish class, since you either spent your time doodling or looking out the window at the occasional sight outside.
But you did catch it when your teacher announced your final Spanish exam that you would be having tomorrow.
When class ended, you literally ran to the library. Time to hurry up on some studying time. Slamming a Spanish textbook on one of the desks near the window, you hurriedly flipped to the first lesson and started reading.
By the end of the break...you could hopelessly say...you were going to fail the exam so bad.
Literally pulling your hair out in frustration, you went through a list of ideas that could help you out on your Spanish test...
Well there is Antonio...he has the best grades in that class...
Deciding it was all or nothing, you gathered up your courage and found him walking down the hallway.
When he turns around to look at you, he smiles and replied,
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You and your boyfriend, Antonio, have been together since High School when he first confessed. Most of it was expected since both of you were childhood friends and both of you were really sweet together.
Although High School was a bit hard because of all his fan girls flocking before him, it was certain that his eyes were none other than- but on yours.
It's been 2 years now, but you both promised that you won't get married to each other yet, but instead work some money for it. At the moment you were living in with him, he was more of a manwife- making you a femhusband.
Not trying to make it complicated, just that he's the one doing the cooking and cleaning, while you do the fixing and buying.
Today, you two were being childish; playing with each other namely from a board game- which you cheated on, but never admitted it.
As it turned into a teasing game, "You're being naughty, (Name)..." Tony set away the gaming board, touch your hip with his cold hand under your shirt and giving you a
Romano x Reader: Flattery"CHIGIII~!"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
Jealous!ItalyxReaderxRomano~RequestYou sat there patiently, trying to mantain the straight face you had to use for the upcoming picture. Yes, finally! Today was the day you actually got your passport! Once it was completed, the hardest part came. Deciding where you wanted to go. It sounded a little dumb to you at first, but you saved up enough money to practically go anywhere, so you were already in a good position. After the woman took your photo, you gladly sat there quietly, restraining your face and smiling so your laugh lines were more visable now. It was the, you heard the swift buzzing of your celluar device, and scanned it without further ado.More Like This
You had multiple texts from countries, says that you should come visit their contry. Since you could only go once place, it made it all the more harder for you to decide. However, one place in particular seemed most interesting to you. That, or course, was Italy. It wasn't just the person that made you happy, it was everything about the country in itself. Food, people, cen
Italy x Reader x Romano: Sleepover!"But fratello~ I want (name) to sleep with me!" Italy whined. Romano twitched.More Like This
"No! You always get to sleep with (name), it's my turn!" he yelled. You sweat dropped, this is what happened every time you slept over with the Italy brothers, which always ended up in Feliciano crying and Lovino stomping away angrily.
"Now come on guys, can't we just eat pasta and deal with this later." you tried to settle things.
"No! My idiot brother always gets you to sleep with him by crying! Let me get out of my brothers shadow for once!" he turned red, and looked like he was about to cry. Not to mention Feliciano did too.
You sighed and ruffled both of their hairs, avoiding the stray curl**. (Yes, you know what it does)
"You know what, I love you both equally boys." you smiled. "But Lovi is right Feli, I slept with you last time." his eyes start to brim with tears. "BUT. I will settle this equally."
"How?" they both ask.
"We'll sleep together in the living room! Will just watch a movie, eat popcorn, a
Jealous!FranceXReaderXChild!CanadaBright blue eyes watched you and his little Canadian son, sitting contently in your lap, laughing and giggling.More Like This
Oh, how it irritated Francis Bonnefoy.
Don't misunderstand, Francis loved Matthew to death; after all, those wide, violet eyes, wavy blond locks, and that toothy childish grin were priceless. Top it all off with a shy and forgiving personality, and you had an A+ child on your hands. The one problem was that dear, sweet Matthew was currently getting all of your attention when Franis planned to spend the day together, just you and him. And, to be ignored by his mon amour pissed the Frenchman off more than anything else.
In fact, why was he just sitting here? He needed to make it clear that ____ was HIS mon amour, even though his amour "offender" was nothing more than his seven year old son. Standing up, the Frenchman ran toward you, glomping you with the ferocity of a bear. "F-France!" You yelled, eyes wide in surprise.
You both heard a small, barel
Jealous!EnglandXReaderXNeko!France"Aww, aren't you just the cutest thing?"More Like This
Arthur Kirkland watched you snuggle with the cat, green eyes narrowed. He could see why'd you dubbed it as FranceCat; after all, that cat was a fluff ball, just like Francis's "sexy" hair and, also very much like France, this cat seemed more than happy to cuddle near some.....Intimate areas.
To anyone else, it would have been rather amusing to see the Brit's face turn bright red as glowered at the smug, fluffy cat. Arthur, however, was less than amused. "You really are cute!" You cooed, scratching the cat's ears and ignoring your boyfriend's silent hissy fit. "Why don't you sleep with me tonight?"
Arthur's eye twitched. That was it. This cat could mock him, even hog his girlfriend on a day Arthur planned to spend with you, but to take his place in your bed, the one place he had to look forward to at this point?
That. Bloody. Cat's. Gone. Too. Far.
The cat had to go, Arthur knew that much. He then had an idea. "____?" He ad
~Cute Jealousy~ Spain x Reader x Chibi!RomanoPairing: Spain x Reader x Chibi!RomanoMore Like This
"Lovi!" The cheery nation's voice rang throughout the large house. Romano shifted his weight as he struggled to hold to broom upright. "What, bastard?" He grumbled. Spain walked over to the young boy and smiled. "A pretty girl is coming over today so I want you to be nice! She loves children, and is very nice with a-" The Italian covered his caretaker's mouth. "Do I look like I care, bastardo? Fine, I'll behave, but if you two start getting hammered on the living room then I will blow it." With a swish of his head kerchief, the southern part of Italy walked away, huffing angrily.
In about an hour, the doorbell rang. Spain dropped the basket of plump tomatoes on the floor and scurried over to the entrance of his abode. Smoothing out the yellow colored apron on his chest, he opened the door, reveali
RomanoxReader (1) New VoicemailYou looked out the window, admiring the view of the Parisian streets from your hotel room. You couldn’t believe you were really here. You couldn’t believe you had actually won the grant. Two weeks in Paris, all expenses paid, to create art.More Like This
You smiled, ran a hand through your hair, and slid your phone out of your pocket. You had promised to call your Italian friend, Lovino, as soon as you got to your hotel. Your smile slipped a bit. You missed him dearly. You shook yourself and dialed his number.
*Ring* … … *Ring* … … *Ring* … …
You frowned. He wasn’t picking up. The call was sent to voicemail. You cleared your throat and began speaking.
“Hey, Lovino! I just called to let you know that I am safe and sound in my hotel in Paris, and it is absolutely beautiful here.” You paused for a few moments, before adding, “Well…um… Bye!” You ended the message.
You had wanted to say more, to tell you mi
RomanoxReader: All MineYou shivered at the wind, which refused to stop blowing your hair out of place. You knew that the wind was going to act up again, so you had tied it in a French braid. Even though the weather was beyond cold, the thought of your high school bestie visiting you for the first time in years warmed your heart.More Like This
Currently, you were sitting on the park bench where you always sat with him after school. Here was the place where secrets and gossip was always shared. You two had an unbreakable bond and even kept communication when you went to separate colleges. The only way your relationship was still strong was due to webcamming and text messaging. He had decided to go back to his home country, Italy, and you had to stay without him.
You sighed and leaned back, glad that you decided to wear a scarf. Winter seemed more violent this year, for no particular reason. The snow from yesterday still littered the ground. The park was a winter wonderland with the trees looking like they were painted white
Request: RomanoxReader: Have a Terrible Day"Ok, I need to return the pickaxe, and buy some cheese balls, napkins, goldfish, and canned tomatoes," you went over the list again in your head. Walmart. You parked your car and got a cart and walked across the parking lot. You had the pickaxe in that cart and walked through the automatic doors.More Like This
At the entrance there was an employee handing out smiley face stickers. He had dark brown hair, amber eyes, with a random curl sticking up. "You have a return? Over there ma'am," he pointed off to the counter to your right. He handed you a sticker, "Have a terrible day."
He was upset to have this post, you could tell. You looked at his nametag and said, "Thanks, Lovino," you walked the cart over to the counter. A cheery man that looked exactly like Lovino except with lighter hair called you over to the counter. Next to him was a serious blond man with bright blue eyes.
"Welcome to Walmart! I see you brought back the pickaxe, what was wrong with it?" you placed the pickaxe on the counter.
RomanoxReader: Candy Hearts and ComplimentsIt was Valentine's Day. You had mixed feelings about this holiday. There was the hoping for something from a special someone, though every year you had been let down. But you remained as optimistic as ever, and something told you that this year would be different. With a spring in your step, you finished getting ready for the little V-Day party your friend Feliciano invited you to and headed out the door.More Like This
"Hey" Lovino greeted you at the door. "Hi Lovino," you smiled back, blushing slightly. He had been your crush for a long while now, and you didn't know how to tell him that. Or if you even could. Suddenly Alfred was on the scene, saving you from any awkward moment that could have popped up in Lovino's presence. "_____, dude, you're here! I thought you'd died, man! Come on! You're just in time for the games." He took you by the hand and started tugging you toward another room. You laughed and allowed yourself to be led, hearing the mumbled "Annoying bastard " from the Italian as h
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The Fernández-Carriedo mansion was nothing you have ever seen before.
It was an exclusive Mediterranean paradise towered by a vast, prosperous tomato vineyard near the sea. Even the most fastidious of tastes wouldn't refuse to live there.
The golden sun embraced the earth, unwrapping another day. You venerated the splendid scenery as you ran around the garden with your Tío Antonio's five little children.
"Carlos, be careful!" You reminded the three-year-old Spanish-Mexican.
He scrambled to his feet and chased Corazon, his four-year-old sister. Rafael, Elena and Miguel played hide-and-seek.
This was your punishment for being grounded for a week, for your entire spring break. Your mother sent you to babysit the five younger children in the mansion.
"Everything good, __________?" Tío Antonio strode with a cup of tea on his hand and asked.
You nodded and flashed a slightly puzzled smile.
Antonio Fernández-Carriedo, the millionaire owner of the mansion and the vi
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You yawned. Alfred's party was not going as fun as the last time.
'But then again ' you mused, 'last time, there was-'
"Hey ragazza. What are you doing here?"
You smirked. Looked like this party was going to be just fine.
You turned and smiled at the Italian behind you.
"Hey Lovino. I was just waiting around for someone to talk to is all," you said in an innocent tone.
"Well I'm someone, si?" he said coyly, leaning against the wall.
You raised an eyebrow. He would have to work so much harder than that to get to you. Much harder than the last party, anyway.
"Mm. Kinda. Is your brother here?" you asked, knowing that would tick him off.
It worked. He frowned and pointed across the room where Feliciano was chatting with Antonio and Gilbert. Perfect! All three of them annoyed him- this would be fun.
"Great! I'll see you in a bit then!" you chirped, leaving him with a frustrated expression on his face.
RomanoxReader .: I do:."_____, what's taking you so long?" Your boyfriend, Romano Vargas, whines from outside your bedroom.More Like This
"Just a minute and I'll be ready!" You call, pinning up you (h/c) hair and looking at yourself in the mirror.
Romano and you would be going to a special dance tonight, it was a party celebrating his brother's, Veneziano's, engagement to Ludwig. You were wearing a lacey white dress that reached just above your knees with lace sleeves that went down to your elbows and a high collar. Your hair was pulled back into a tight bun closer to the top of your head, you look like some kind of goddess or one of those pixie-fairy things that Arthur always talks about.
You open your door and step out into the hallway, wowing Romano.
"_-_-____...you look...wow..." He stutters, eyeing you from your feet all the way to your head.
"You're not so bad yourself,Roma~" You smile.
Romano was wearing black pants, a black button-up shirt, and a vermilion tie.
"Thanks,____. Let's get going, we shouldn't be late."
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Romano X Reader.
"What are you doing Romano?" You asked your best friend who was currently stirring something in a pot which smelled delicious.
"Eh?" Romano said, stirring it once more. "Nothing! You were supposed to stay in the lounge room while I cooked Ragazza!" Now trying to cover the mysterious pots of food with his body.
"Eh? Why? But I want to help!" You whined. 'And see what you’re cooking!'
"____! How many times do I have to tell you? I am cooking lunch for you ok?! Just me and you!" He said blushing slightly. "Today My idiot fratello is not home so it’s finally peaceful and I can cook! Go back!" Romano yelled shooing you with his hand. "You'll see it later when I finish!"
"You’re no Fun Romano." You mumbled, and then pulled his curl.
"CHIGI!" He yelled and blushed. "____! I told you not to do that!"
"But your being mean! I just want to see what you’re cooking!"
"Your being mean w
Request: RomanoxReader: Bruises"Care to have some beer, __________?" Ludwig asked.More Like This
"No! She obviously prefers tea!" Arthur butted in.
"Who needs those when you have vodka!" Ivan said.
There was a party at your house tonight, and you were the center of attention. You enjoyed the exciting atmosphere of it, and especially savored it because it was only rarely that your boyfriend allowed such events.
"Oi! Bastards get away!" Lovino said shoving them away from you.
"It's fine, Lovi. But I just want some soda guys," you said to your friends. Alfred jumped down from who knows where holding a glass.
"Here, _________! Nice and cold!" he said.
"Thanks," you took the cup and drank. These get-togethers were a lot of fun. Seeing all of your friends and hanging out was nice. Lovino scooted closer to you and put a protective arm around your shoulder.
"Now that you had a drink, how about a scone," Arthur offered.
"Get that crap away from her!" Lovino whacked the scone away. Arthur looked at him for a moment in mild surpr
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"Effing skunk..." the Italian man cursed as he slowly dipped himself into the bath of tomato juice.
Standing in the garage, you chuckled as you remembered what had happened earlier that day.
Sitting on a hillside, you and Romano where out just passing time, enjoying each others company. Having been friends for quite some time now, hanging out like this was the norm for the both of you.
You had been peacefully listening to his ramblings about 'that Spain jerk', 'that potato freak', and 'my retard of a brother', to put certain words lightly. The way he spoke with that Italian accent always put you into a light trance. You loved hearing the occasional rolling of the letter 'R' when he talked. You loved that when he spoke, he used subtle body motions to give more 'depth' into what he is saying. You loved watching that one piece of hair that was to stubborn to stay down, bob as he moved. Small things lik
What Happens In Greece. [RomanoxReader] LIME What Happens In Greece.More Like This
[Romano x Reader]
A brown haired, slim, and hot-headed southern Italian man stood at the proper end of the red carpet. The aisle had pews for guests on either side, and each pew had a white and yellow bouquet adorning its end and accenting the pathway. The pianist, a gracious man named Roderich whom only agreed to play for the bride, had already begun his song that stated the bride’s coming.
His best man, Antonio, and his two groomsmen, Feliciano and Tim, were here to support the anxious Italian. Across from where he stood, he looked out of the corner of his eye to see her Maid of Honor, Bella, and her two bridesmaids, Elizaveta and Michelle, straighten and turn their attention forward. At that approximate moment, Lovino thought he might have
RomanoXReader cold? IRomanoXReader cold?More Like This
I stuffed my tips in my pocket. I worked at my friends restuant. He was the cook and I was the waiter. He tells me how this hell hole was going to be one day a big chain. I only stay because I need the money.
"Hey Lovi, I think its gonna rain, I can drive you home if you want" Toni offers as he cleans the table
"I'm fine" I growl at him.
"Well you should go now, you don't want to get caught in the rain" he smiles
"Whatever" I say taking off my apron, and hanging it up.
I didn't own a car, it made me mad. I walked home in the dark, then it started raining, great. I kept walking, getting soaked. My clothes were getting so wet, I was shivering. I hugged myself trying to keep warm. I was only in a T-shirt and jeans. The rain was hitting me harder and harder. Every step was a puddle. No outdoor lights were on. It was so dark. My teeth started to chatter. Damn it, its so cold. I wasn't going to make it home. I walk by a friends house, well my crush's house. She is a regul
Fickle Arguments RomanoxReader “You’re so annoying...” a rather annoyed Italian muttered under his breath, letting his eyes be cast downward as he suddenly propped his feet on the small coffee table in front of you both, crossing his legs over one another.More Like This
You snapped your head to the side, letting you hair momentarily fall over your burning gaze. “I wasn’t doing anything,” you snapped, already tired of the man’s tone when he had spoken only three words.
The other Italian that was sitting in a chair close by let a small, nervous look flash over his face before he let his regular innocent and rather ditzy smile back onto his lips. “You two don’t get along very well, do you?”
To both of you this question was, of course, one of the most ridiculous you had ever heard. It was apparently obvious just how horrible you two were at getting along with each other.
“No!” both of you spouted off at almost the same time, causing another se
Spin the Bottle (Italy x reader)“It’s your turn _____”, Francis said gesturing towards the empty soda bottle on the floor, and he winked at you.More Like This
“I’d rather kiss a dead 2p neko version of you, Francis”, you said coolly he made a face and stuck his tongue out.
Yep, that was you, a sharp-tongued; vixen only had eyes for the cheerful kind Italian, feli.
Oh, he didn’t know of course, the perfect little angel was too good for someone like you; at least, you thought so.
You knelt down and spun the bottle hoping you would get a female hugging a total stranger was a lot better than kissing someone like Francis.
It seemed to spin forever before stopping slowly pointing at Feli. You turned a brick red he failed to notice.
“Ve~! I got ____! you have to kiss me don’t to Bella?” you swallowed hard and nodded at the floor. You shuffled over to him pale as a ghost, you took a shaky breath and planted a gentle kiss on his lips.
Before you could pull away all in an instant,
Handcuffed- Romano x Reader“Are you insane Italy?” you asked in utter surprise looking at your hands handcuffed to Romano’s.More Like This
“Nope~Ve!”Italy shook his head smiling cheekily. “You guys deserve it~Ve.”
“Danm it Italy..this isn’t funny.” Romano grind his teeth in anger. Italy jumped back in fear as Romano advanced towards him, dragging you along.
“Hey, hey, hey you’re hurting me,” you cried, trying your best to stop him. “And you~!” Roman turned around to you. He held your body close to his. So close that his nose touched yours. “If you weren’t so obnoxious this would have never happened to us,” he roared. “Calm down,” you said pushing him back casually.
“Ve~I don’t care what you guys do! If by the end of the day, both of you learn to behave I will release you.”
*END OF THE DAY*
- both you and Romano yelled.
Italy jumped up comically and hid his trembling hands behind him f
Swimming Lessons (Romano x Reader)Few things you could not do. You could ride a bike, climb trees, play instruments... That didn't mean you did it well, but it was still something you could work with. One of those few things you could not do, however, was swim. Your parents had never bothered to teach you, and you had never attempted to find someone to mentor you.More Like This
It was a beautiful day to be in a park. Thus you were sitting on a small park bench in _(Your Hometown)_.
"_(Your Name)_, _(Your Name)_!" A loud voice with an Italian accent called. You turned your head to see your friend, Feliciano, running towards you flailing his arms.
"You should-a come swimming with me and Fratello tomorrow!" He stated happily, stopping in front of you.
"Feli, I'm busy tomorrow..." You lied as Feliciano's brother, Romano, took his next to his sibling.
"Doing what?" Romano questioned.
"Helping my mother." You replied quickly, and Romano's eyes narrowed.
"Can't you get out of-a working for just one day?" Feliciano pouted. "Every time we tr
Romano x Reader- Missed me!More Like This
You sighed for the millionth time it seemed like as you lazily flipped through the channels on your TV. Finally too frustrated with the fact that there was absolutely NOTHING good on right now, you turned it off and threw the remote down on the couch beside you. You looked around for something else to do.
Computer...read all the fanfictions...Kitchen...ate all the food...Stereo...listened to all the songs...Phone...wait...haven't called anyone!
You picked up your phone and dialed the one person you thought could cure your absolute boredom.
Who was this person? Well none other than your best friend and possible ((No, DEFINITE *winkwink*)) secret crush, Lovino.
"What do you want?" He answered as usual.
"I want you to get your lazy butt over here."
"Why should I?"
"'Cause I'm boorrrreeeeedddd~" You pouted. "Pleaaasseee Loviii~"
You heard Lovino sigh in annoyance at the nickname you'd given him. "Fine. But don't call me that."
You giggled. "Alright, bring your best Nerf gun!" Smirking, you
I Wanna Marry You. Reader x RomanoMore Like This
It was difficult to fall in love with someone as tight-assed as Lovino Vargas. He was impossibly stubborn, swore like a goddamn sailor, an ignorant douche-nozzle, and – to top it all – he was unbelievably and uncontrollably shy when it came to commitment.
Sure, the chocolate-haired Italian may come across as the flirtatious type to women when he first encounters them, but if you are a woman that sees him on a daily basis, you start to receive the business end of his very – for lack of a better English term – tsundere tendencies. He would snub his cute little nose in the air and act as if you didn't exist, like you bore him. When Lovino gets close to women, he tends to show his more elementary-school-boy side; picking on them and calling them names to hide the fact that he really did like this girl. It didn't take a master of psychology to figure that out.
But luckily, for [Name] that wasn't an issue since she just finished off her masters in human psychology. Ho
RomanoxReader - JealousyMore Like This
Cleaning a little spot of dirt on the left side of his dear plane, Lovino didn't notice his younger brother trotting in his direction at full speed, joy radiating from his eyes.
"Lovi! Lovi! I need to talk to you!" The older Italian sighed in annoyance at his sibling's hyperactive behavior and squeezed his eyes shut to stop himself from blowing up.
"What is it, idiota?" He hissed between clenched teeth, refusing to turn around to speak to him. He grabbed his filth covered clothe and resumed cleaning the patch of dried up dirt.
"I just wanted to let you know that I invited ________ over to the airport for the day! So when you see her, please don't be rude." At the sound of your name, Lovino somehow fell off of the stool he was standing on to clean his small plane and landed square on his ass. He grumbled a few curses under his breath as he got himself up on his feet again.
"Y-You invited her over? WHY?!" Feliciano paled and took a step back, a bit intimated.
"Please, relax! So what if I
.:Romano x Reader(Drabble):.(A/N: Crack and OOC!Lovino. All I have to say.)More Like This
You tackled your boyfriend, Lovino Vargas, who was drinking water. Right when you tackled him, he started to choke on the water. You got up slowly and slowly walked out, hearing Lovino still choking, trying to call you back. After a few minutes, you were casually watching TV and Lovino came in, still slightly choking. You flailed and fell on the floor, looking up at him. He was glaring at you, "(Name)... What the hell was that about?!" You giggle and roll around, "I don't know~." He blinked at your sudden behavior, "Did you eat something that made you like this?" He pointed at you, still rolling on the floor. "Uh... Mattie gave me some pancakes..." You stopped rolling.
"How much syrup did you put?" Your boyfriend asks, slightly irritated.
"....Hey look there's a unicorn!" You gasped, "WITH A NAKED GUY ON IT! ERMAHGERD!!"
"I'm done with you (Name), so done." Lovino mumbles and walks up to him room, with you still screaming ab
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.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
I Hate Everything About You (South Italy X Reader)More Like This
I, hate, everything about you
Romano growled, his fist slamming into the weak apartment wall, causing small pieces of it to crumble down to the floor.
"What the hell is wrong with you!?"
Not giving his girlfriend a chance to reply, his hand went up, and he slapped her across the face. Head turned to the side, (Name)'s expression went from shocked, to furious. One of her hands went up to hold her stinging cheek, while the other was clenched tightly.
Deciding to not waste her words on him (and also too mad to come up with anything to say back aside from complete swearing), (Name) snatched her purse from the chair next to the small window and briskly walked over to the door, pulling it open with more force then necessary, then slamming it shut behind her.
Why do I love you?
The Italian man stood frozen in the small apartment room, the past events repeating themselves over and over in his head. All the abuse, yelling, and fighting. He.. he hated that bitch (Name). He hated
RomanoxReader - UselessMore Like This
This is how your afternoon was going so far. You were pointlessly laying around in Lovino's living room right now. It was a sunny Sunday evening, such a beautiful day to go outside and enjoy the fresh air! Nope. Not in your world. At least not right now.
You were currently spinning and stopping a world globe that you had found behind a couch. Lovi wasn't around at the moment, so you decided it would be fun to take a quick look at it and discover new countries!
What a bad idea that was.
After about 15 minutes of trying to find new country names, you just got more and more depressed. Every time you'd take a look at Britain, you'd think of your friend who had just found a wonderful job over there. Every time you'd look at Australia, you'd remember your other friend and how she found the love of her life during a trip to Canberra and was now getting married in a couple of months. Heck, you'd even take a look at Canada and wis
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"Idiota fratello! I don't-a want you hanging out with that-a potato bastard!" Your friend Feli's brother yelled at him. You could tell the smaller Italian was hurt that his big brother was angry at him, every time you came over Lovino would cuss up a storm. He especially had a hatred towards you for some unknown reason.
"Lovino that is enough!" You yelled at him. "Feli, go train with Ludwig or something I'll take care of your brother." You smiled to the smaller Italian.
"No! Don't-a you fuc-"
"Don't you dare finish that sentence Lovino." You growled as Feli ran out the front door.
"Idiota ragazza!" Lovino screamed at you.
"You think I am an idiota ragazza, and you've known me for so long it must be so." You spat looking up at the amber eyed man. "Still I can't see if the true idiota is me."
"You are an idiota, bella." He mumbled under his breath.
"There is so much you don't know about me, so much that you don't know." You sighed walking away from Lovino and over to the la
~Linger~ A Romano x Reader One ShotMore Like This
To think, that of all people, you'd fall for Romano. He was cold, hostile, and just plain rude most of the time, especially to you. You were relentless though. He'd often comment on how stuck up his ass you were. You knew he was just doing it to egg you on and hoping to get a little fun out of picking on you. Everyone needed someone, that's what you'd say. The first time he heard that response, he actually stopped for a minute and looked touched. You knew Romano could be different if he wanted to, he only acted this way to try to get what little attention he could. One day, he opened up to you, mind you he was drunk off his ass, but nonetheless, he spilled all his feelings on that long car ride home. It was then you realized you really did love the man, despite all his issues and self esteem complex. He had shown a different side to you only on occasion when you two were alone. A slight touch here, a hug there, even a peck on the c
~Your Guardian Angel~ Romano x Reader One ShotMore Like This
"Romano! Where are you?" You called, pounding on his door.
"Hmm. That's strange. He normally answers." You pressed your ear to the door and heard the faint sound of a guitar. You knew he was home now so you tried the door. It was unlocked, and after mentally face palming yourself, you went inside. You crept up the stairs so that he wouldn't hear you and listened outside the door.
Romano had a been trying to start a band for a while and he'd been writing a lot of music lately. You loved that he always asked for your opinion and just the sheer fact that you got to spend more time with him was just an added bonus. See, you'd had a major crush on the outspoken Italian for quite some time. Most of your friends couldn't see past his bad boy attitude, because deep down, he had a soft side. You'd seen it. He rarely showed it of course, but when you did see it, it was like a treat for you. You'd hoped that eventually you'd be able to break his shell and with
RomanoxReader - Pasta Apologies“Fratello, I want you to meet my new friend!”More Like This
Feliciano bounded into the house, interrupting Lovino in his peaceful nap time. He didn’t want to meet any more of his brother’s friends. He didn’t like them, but he couldn’t just get rid of them. What was sad, is him brother chose his friends more than family.
“I don’t want to meet your friends, you bastard.” Lovino growled and sat up, turning his glare to his brother. Behind the saddened Italian, was a pouting woman, (e/c) eyes bright and watery. She pushed a lock of (h/c) hair behind her ear and fingered Feliciano’s sleeve.
Lovino’s heart pounded in his chest and tightened. He just made a girl cry! Standing up, he hurried over, green eyes soft. “I’m so sorry bella, I didn’t mean to say that. I wasn’t talking about you.”
Feliciano stood in front of the girl, narrowing his eyes at his brother. “No fratello, you are so mean.” He turne
How I spend my mornings Romano x Reader I usually wake up earlier than her to prepare breakfast. She'll wake up, then still half asleep walks past the kitchen and gesture a quick hello before heading to the bathroom. The sound of the shower and the sizzling of the pan merge to make a perfect melody. She always makes it back to the kitchen before I finish making breakfast. She comes from behind and pulls my curl to tell she's there. I curse in Italian and roughly kiss her. She giggles then walks away, but not before I smack her ass. She always makes a cute face of annoyance, then takes her seat and I serve the food. We have a nice breakfast that includes dirty jokes, immature teasing, occasional cussing and overall, nice conversation. Once done, we fight over who does the dishes but we both end up doing them together. After that, I go to take a shower while she does some chores. I come out of the bathroom and am attacked with kisses that knock me onto the bed. She straddles me and I flip her over. We have a tickMore Like This
Connection|Haruka x Reader"Wow. What're you painting there?"More Like This
Haruka turns his head to look at you with a bored expression. "An ocean."
"I can see that. I'm asking about that thing... there," you point at a peach-colored shape in the center of the painting.
"I'm not finished yet. That's a person swimming," he replies back.
"I see," you observe.
In your grade, you are the most respected student when it comes to art. Your creations tend to make even the teachers look down upon themselves.
You continue to stare at Haruka's painting with an uncertain expression.
"What're you standing there for? Don't you have your painting to work on too?" Haruka asks, obviously anxious about your presence.
"No, I already handed mine in," you reply, not looking away from the painting.
"I expect that from someone like you," he replies back quietly.
You turn your gaze over to him, and flash a smile. "I suppose so."
"Do you think there's something wrong with my painting?"
"No, no, it's just..."
An Awfully Short Cry X Reader One-ShotA fluffy brownish-tan kitten found itself being held up in the air by its loving owner: you. It squirmed and mewled, pawing at your arms. You laughed softly, pulling it back down to cuddle it. The kitten licked your chin in affection.More Like This
"Aww, you're so adorable, Ry-Ry!" you squeaked. You had named the kitten after your boyfriend, Ryan, because sometimes he seemed to act just like your boyfriend.
You studied the kitten, who was cocking its head. "You're like a little baby!" Ding! You came up with an idea.
Ryan was just going to the bathroom, for reasons that I won't mention. Whilst passing by your bedroom, he heard these seemingly inhuman sound. Said boyfriend popped into the room, curious as to why you were making those sound and found you rocking, in your arms, a little Ry-Ry, who was wearing a diaper. You froze instantly when he asked you, "What are you doing to Ryan Jr?"
"Nothing!" you sang out in response, still cradling the confused kitten. Ryan marched up to you and g
Fifty Shades of Frost. Rated MHey guys. So...Things happened last night.More Like This
It's a long post, but hey if there are any die hard fangirls out there looking for some Jack Frost fanfiction that is VERY kinky, read on. I haven't made this into it's own deviation as my friend wrote it(and to satisfy some people who want TNM to become a lemon). WARNING:RATED M
Just to clear things up before the story begins...So last night my friend Betta and I were on FB talking/fangirling about Jack Frost over chat-just having fun. A few things lead to another, and my friend Gabe wanted to know what pervertedness we were taking about. After much chiding, we finally told him- which ensued a Jack Frost conversation lasting 5 hours. Oh man. Now Betta and i were being all pervy fangirls before but Gabe, who is male, took it to another level. I can't un-think the things that were said. Anyways, things lead to other things, and Gabe started writing this...Story. For my friend and I. To clear things up, he's not gay, he's written fanfiction befo
Dirty Things~EnglandxReader"Hehee.."More Like This
"Stop...all of you!"
"What if (your name) doesn't..."
"THAT'S ENOUGH YOU WANKERS!"
England, was preparing something special for you, on account it had been a full year since you two became friends. He invited you over for tea, and you were going to be over in almost an hour. Now, before this, some of his magical friends came by and decided to visit him. So far, things weren't working out.
Arthur began to pout before setting a tea bag into the pot he was using. He set up two cups on a nice try with little scones and biscuits. He smiled thinking of you enjoying them. He rememberd the day he first met you. The day you asked him for some paper at the world meeting. You got into a conversation after he asked; "Why? Nothing's important about meetings anyway." and became good friends after that. You were able to get along with Sealand better then he could, even America noticed how much you two spent together. Most countires wou
Hikaru x reader x KaoruHikaru x reader x KarouMore Like This
you were sleeping peacefully in your bed, it was not to warm or to cold.
You slowly opened one eye as you heard to door open slowly to see the devil twins in the doorway smirking, what where they oh no .you propped your self to your elbows as you looked at them wide eyed.
"no no, no, no, no, NO, NOO ."
you could not get any longer since they both sprinted over to you jumping up and landing on you laughing evilly, while you where there under them screaming
" YOU BASTARDS!! WHEN I GET MY HANDS AT YOU YOU TWO WILL DIE IN A SLOW AND PAIN FULL DEATHS, WHERE I WILL USE A RUSTY SPOON TO SCOOP OUT YOUR INSIDES!!! AND THEN I WILL "
again you could not get longer since they both kissed you on the cheek.
lets just say that your face went tomato on this.
"hehe looks like (your name) - chan likes us~"
they both got the grins of a cheesier cat and you huffed.
"no i don't you just got me by surprise, now go away so i can marry my bed in peace"
Back to the past (Pirate EnglandXReader)“So that’s the situation.” You groaned, rubbing the heels of your hands into your eyes. Arthur just had to try out that new spell of his didn’t he? He should have learned by now surely that they always failed!More Like This
He’d gone and done it now though, the twerp had somehow managed to reverse time on his body and as such was back in his younger days. Unfortunately, his mind had gone as well, which meant he was stuck as a pirate captain in these modern times.
Alfred had called you, asking if he could drop the pirate off with you as he knew you had a way of dealing with Arthur. Sighing you dragged a hand through his hair. “Whatever, can you even get him over here without him slicing you up?”
Alfred gulped. “I hope so. See you soon.” With that he hung up and you threw a gaze around the room. It wasn’t that untidy, but you started straightening the place up anyway. Who knows how he would react.
“Unhand me you dog!” Arthur squir
~Not Again!~ Drunk!EnglandXReaderMore Like This
There you were, reclining in your living room with an episode of your favorite show and a bag of chips. A typically boring Friday night. You were feeling exhausted from exams, and you decided to spend the night in, rather than going out with your friends. Plus Arthur was in the group, and heaven knows you were done with going out in anticipation of a good time, only to end up babysitting your british friend and making sure neither of you died in the process.
Sure, you loved the guy, but his drinking habits were ridiculous. You've never seen anyone deteriorate into an emotional wreck after one shot like Arthur did. One second he was holding an intelligent conversation, and the next he was starting fights and confessing his apparent undying love for you. You've never mentioned the last part to him.
Well, you weren't going to think about that now. This was the first weekend in months where you weren't being dragged out to some party by Alfred or persuaded into some crazy antic by Gilbert
My Girl's Got A Gun. [CanadaxReader] My Girl's Got A Gun.More Like This
[Canada x Reader]
In this reader insert, there are mentions of Skeet Shooting. If yu don't know what that is, don't be alarmed. I was kind enough to go into detail about how my school does it, so you don't have to do extensive research on it.
Whoever told her that Ivan was scarier on the ice than Matthew was lying through their teeth. As [y/n] sat in the bleachers at the school's hockey game, she was the only one who saw the change in her best friend. Off of the ice, he was a shy teenage boy that no one paid any attention to. However, once he gets the hockey stick in his hands he's a completely different man. He has a fierce look in his violet eyes and anyone could tell that he was the star of the night- and to stay the hell out of his way.
This was his place to shine.
Seeing the change in his over all demeanor made [y/n] more excited than she should have been for a high school hockey game. She was jumping to her feet, cheering
Romano x Reader: Cleaning Up*Warnings: Mild language and... fluff... //shot*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
BTTXNeko!Reader Part 1You padded gently along the pavement on velvet feet under the soft glare of street lamps. Your last family had kicked you out upon learning your secret. Well, they had actually called the cops and you had made a run for it. You were currently hungry, homeless, and in need of a home.More Like This
Unfortunately, there were no ads in the newspaper for 'free loading cat-girl' (because let's face it, that's what you were), so you just had to make do. You had been observing a family for a couple of days, deciding whether or not they would take you in. There were three males: a French man, a German, and a Spaniard. You figured that if you could get the Spaniard to like you, then the other two would have no choice than to put up with you. One had a bird which could be problematic, but that would be easy enough to take care of.
In the morning, the Spaniard went out to tend to his tomato plants. That was when you would make your move. As a cat, of course. People didn't normally react very well to crazy
Iceland x Reader -Cold Hands, Warm Heart-It was said that only the strong could survive the relentless winters of the Blizzard Kingdom. It was also a great irony that the young king of his frigid kingdom could barely stand the extreme temperatures. As a result, he was constantly shut inside his inner chambers and rarely came out unless to travel to the therapeutic hot springs and back.More Like This
“It’s a good thing this place is so cold,” a knight said to his partner as they patrolled the halls. “Thanks to all of the ice, no one wants to come here, let alone invade. With the young king being sick all the time, we’d be taken over in a fortnight.”
“Even if he was in good shape, the only reason he’s on the throne is because his brother appointed him so,” his partner laughed. “I’d be damned if we had to take orders from the lad directly.”
The knights continued to preoccupy themselves with their conversation until they reached the end of the hall. Meanwhile, in the corne
England X Reader: Not That DrunkEngland X ReaderMore Like This
Not That Drunk
"Stupid Arthur " you grumbled to yourself, taking another swig of your drink, effectively finishing your 4th beer. " And that stupid, freakin' police force, I tell ya *hic* now, they've stolen my best friend!"
Sighing, you crossed your arms on the bar and nestled your head in comfortably. When you felt someone gently tap you on the shoulder you looked up to see Mathias, a regular at the pub, grinning down at you.
"Hey _____," he said, cheerfully running a hand through his sexy gelled up blonde hair. "Where's Sergeant Bushy-Brows?"
You scoffed at the mention of Arthur and straightened up on your stool, so as to face Mathias properly. "That *hic* bloody git," you growled, mocking the Brit's speech. "has ditched me for the fuzz. The fuzz, Mathias." And with that, you jumped off of your stool, threw your arms in the air and bellowed "THE FUUUUUZZZZZZ!!"
Well, that was when all hell broke loose.
A shady Dutch man in the back of the pub
Ti Amo, Idiot (RomanoXReader)You ran through the large, maze-like garden, picking your way through it with ease. You'd been to this place so much that you knew every corner of it like the back of your hand. Two years ago, you found this place while you were looking for a place to escape to when things were getting too stressful.More Like This
You wandered around aimlessly until you found a little stone bench under a large, leafy tree. The place was so peaceful. It was the perfect place for you to come unwind when you needed to. Tomato bushes and vines wound around the tree and the sound of running water from the stream that ran around the small clearing sounded so soothing.
Happily, you plopped yourself down on the bench and leaned back against the tree. A small sigh escaped your lips and you allowed your eyes to slip shut. Yes, you could definitely get used to coming here. Just as you started to slip off into dreamland, a loud, heavily accented voice assualted your ears.
"Hey, ragazza! What do you-a think you're do
NorwayXReader Quiet REQUEST I'm not yours, and you're not mine,More Like This
But we can sit and pass the time.
No fighting wars, no ringing chimes,
We're just feeling fine.
Norway and I weren't dating. As much as everyone thought we should, we weren't. We just happened to spend a lot of time together away from the rest of those idiots. When there weren't wars going on in our countries, we would sit by our tree on our hill and just spend time together.
This is where we're supposed to be,
Sitting by a broken tree.
No tragedy, no poetry,
Just staring at the sky.
"Hey, (Country)," Norway said, getting my attention.
"Are you happy here?" he asked, "With me, I mean." I turn my head and smile at him.
"Of course I'm happy here," I said, taking his hand and intertwining our fingers, "I feel...like we're supposed to be here." Norway offers me one of his rare smiles and we continue staring up at the sky, watching the birds pass overhead.
I could wait a thousan
End of It All: NorwayXReader"I like you "More Like This
Instantly your head perked up. You had just been walking down the hallway of the World Meeting Conference hall and that was the first thing you heard. You glanced around the corner to see Norway, Denmark and Seychelles. Your eyes widened. It was Norway. 'A love confession How will he answer?' you wondered. You knew for a fact that Norway wasn't every emotional. In fact, the most about of expression he showed was when he got pissed at someone. He did show some emotion, when he found out through the DNA test that he and Iceland were brothers. That was an interesting phone call you got from a hammered Denmark, explaining what had happened.
"Sorry I can't go out with you," Norway answered.
'He refused,' you thought. You breathed a sigh of relief, but then froze. 'What the hell does that mean?' Why were you so happy that he turned Seychelles down? That was terrible. She was heartbroken because he didn't like her the same why she liked him.
NorwayxReaderxDenmark - Winter Wonderland- RequestWinter WonderlandMore Like This
You sighed, plopping down on your couch. You wanted snow, but there hadn't been snow in your country for almost two years! Usually, many people would be snowed in by February, but it was really warm out.
You heard a knock at your door, so you decided to investigate.
"Hey, ________, are you home?" you heard a loud voice call.
"Once sec!" you called back, quieting the voice.
You opened the door and was immediately crushed in a hug by your best friend, Mathias.
"H_Hey, Mat. You're crushing . Me" you wheezed, trying to pry him off.
"Oh, sorry! I just, I mean, we haven't seen you in a while!" Mathias let go of you, allowing oxygen to enter your lungs again.
"We?" you asked, and Mathias looked at you quizzically, before realizing something and stepping to the side, letting you see your other best friend, the quiet Lukas.
He waved, giving you a light hug.
Lukas stepped back, looking at Mathias.
"Oh, ________, would you like to go somewhere
NorwayxReader - LeavesA tired groan escaped your lips as you looked out your bedroom window. Leaves were scatteredMore Like This
everywhere throughout your gigantic yard. You lived around a lot of maple and birch trees so your yard
would often be painted gold and orange in the autumn months, and every year you had to rake all of
those leaves. Luckily this year, you had called up your Scandinavian friends to come over to help you.
You pulled on some clothes and grabbed something to eat, then made sure you were somewhat
presentable. Just as you were finishing up, the doorbell rang. Smiling, you bounded to your door and
opened it. There stood five boys holding rakes in their hands.
"What's up, _______?" The Dane, Mathias, asked with an energetic smile.
"I just finished getting ready. Do you guys want anything to eat or anything?" You asked, looking
at each of their faces, before you settled in of Lukas, your long-time crush. His handsome face always
wore the same blank expression, and he barely ever smiled. But, you loved h
A Norwegian's Diary ::NorwayxReader::You let out a long sigh as you exited out of the meeting roomMore Like This
“These meeting’s are absolutely pointless…”
You made your way down the long corridor
“[Name]! [Name]! [Name] [Name] [Name]!”
You stop walking and turn around only to be tackled by a large figure
“Ow! That hurt Mathias!” You knocked the Dane on the head
He had a large grin planted on his mouth, wider than ever.
“Guess what I got my hands on~”
Now that he said something, you noticed he was holding something behind his back
You raised your eyebrows, then furrowed them
“What another pastry? Because if it is I’m going to--”
“No no no! Look!”
He shoves the unknown object in front of your face
Backing away slightly to get a better view you see it’s a little black book with a little bunny charm hanging out of it.
“…it’s a book…” was your smart response
Mathias started to jump up and down excitedly
Fearless .:NorwayXReader:.You looked out your window, It was raining and you loved rain. Sure you were staying at your friend Lukas's house because of a big fight with your parents and they kicked you out. But luckily Lukas was there to be your savior, Even though he had a big family he welcomed you with open arms.More Like This
"Hey Lukas!" You said happily.
He glanced at you a small smile on his face. "Yes _____?" He asked.
"I wanna go dance in the rain!" You smiled.
"But you're in your favorite white dress, But I wont stop you from dancing out there." He chuckled lightly.
Well he did have a point, If you went out in the rain in a white dress your dress would be see-through, You didn't really care though. "But I wanna dance out there with you!" You grabbed his hand and looked at him with your best puppy dog pout, It always got him when you guys were younger so why not now?
He sighed "No "
"Please?" You asked.
"C'mon Luke if the little lady wants to dance with you in the rain let her dance with you in the ra