HetaliaxReader- Airport- RomanoYou crept up on the brown haired Lovino and hugged him from behind. "Ciao!" You squealed.
"HOLY SHIT! WHO IS BEHIND ME?! ANTONIO, YOU BASTARDO, IS THAT YOU?!" Lovino yelled, drawing attention from the crowds of people in the airport.
"Lovy, it's me! _____!" you cried, "And stop yelling! You're drawing attention to us…"
"Bella!" Lovino turned around, picking you up and spinning you around, "I came to pick you up at the airport!"
You chuckled. "Yes, I see. You know I could have gotten a cab though, right…"
"Fuck that… Those bastardos would have given you a shit deal you know."
"So you always say." You rolled your eyes, ignoring Lovy's ungentlemanly swearing.
Lovino set you down on the ground and pulled you close, setting his nose on top of your hair, breathing in the scent of you, "I did miss you, Bella…"
"I missed you too…" you whispered and tilted your chin up to kiss him. You reached a hand up to his hair, absently tugging on his little curl.
Lovino stiffened immediately, "Dammit, ___
Sexy Cupcakes (ItalyxReader) You watched quietly as Feliciano ran about the house, his strange hair curl bouncing wildly with his movements. He chattered excitedly about something in Italian, leaving you completely befuddled as to the source of his happiness. His hands seemed to be blurs as he moved random items about.More Like This
"Feli, slow down. I can't understand a word you're saying." You tell him, your voice quiet against his loud din.
He pauses for a moment, just long enough to murmur, "Good." You barely hear it, followed by the Italian gibberish about some type of 'plan'.
"Whenever you're ready to make sense, I'll be in the bedroom." You announce, only to be pinned against the wall by him.
"No, you can't-a go in-a there, _______________." His expression changes to one of horror at your idea, his brow gleaming slightly with sweat.
"Then where am I supposed to go? I don't really feel like going anywhere, and you're making so much fuss up here." You state, staring back at him eve
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"Mia bella, don't-a leave me." You heard Feli cry from above you. Black spots dotted your vision as you coughed some more.
"Feliciano, I love you." You coughed.
"Bella, don't-a leave me." You felt tears splash on your face from above. You knew the Italian was crying, and it broke your heart. "You should have-a let me get-a hit. Not-a you bella."
"Feli, shut up." You coughed.
"Mia bella." He repeated leaning over to kiss you sweetly on your blood stained lips.
"Feli, were you stabbed?" You weakly asked as you looked at the Italian torso, his uniform stained with blood.
"I did-a it, to protect you when you were knocked out." He stated.
"It's really bad." You pointed out reaching a hand to touch the wound. Feli flinched, you immediately pull your hand away, it now was dripping blood.
"T-They got you too?" You sadly asked.
"Don't-a worry about me bella, I only-a want to worry about-a you." He hushed pulling your head onto his lap.
"Am I going to die?" You coughed.
"I don't-a know bella, pl
Pasta love Mama!Reader x Papa! Italy x ChildMore Like This
Feliciano smiled to himself as he watched his beautiful wife ____ of 10 years sleep soundly.
“Happy Anniversary bella~” He whispered pecking her cheek as he quietly climbed out of bed.
He tiptoed to his son Valentino’s room knocking lightly on his door “Ve~ Tino, are you-a up yet?”
The brown haired boy rubbed the sleep out of his usually closed (e/c) eyes as he opened the door. “Sí papa. I’m up.”
“Bene, let’s go-a make-a your Mama’s breakfast. ~” The Oldest Italian sang as the men trotted down the wooden stair case of your beautiful Northern Italian home.
Valentino sighed as he followed his father “Papa do we always have to make pasta for mama?”
“Sí, mio bambino! That’s part of-a the story of-a how-a I’m met your mama! 10 years ago today!”
“Can I hear the story papa?” the small boy asked as he pulled a bag of flower from the pantry.
“Okay, but it
AmericaxReader ~ Friends With Benefits"Run, run, run... YES!" Alfred cheered victoriously while fist pumping the air and jumping up from his spot on the couch. You shrieked in surprise and nearly dropped your book. Annoyed by his loudness, you huffed. The American had been watching nothing but football during the past couple of hours and he would shout every time his favorite team would score. You were staying at his place tonight, considering your house was kind of a mess because of the recent renovations it had gone through.More Like This
"Can you keep it down? Jesus, I'm trying to read!" You complained while burying your nose deeper into the pages of your thick novel. He turned to you and pouted.
"But, they scored-"
"I don't care if they scored or not, calm yourself down." You hissed a bit too harshly at him. He frowned and sat back down next to you.
"Well, somebody's being cranky tonight."
"I'm not cranky, Al!" He laughed and messed your hair up, irritating you even more than he was before.
"Yeah, you kind of are. When was the last
DenmarkxReader: King's Queen“Den, go away,” you snarled.More Like This
“But ___________,” Denmark whined, “go with me you’ll have fun. I promise.” He took a hold of your arm. “Please…”
Denmark huffed. A few seconds later, out of nowhere, he picked you up. Throwing you over the shoulder like a sack of flower. “___________, we’re going!”
You hissed at him, “Denmark, put me down now!”
You shouted at him, cursed at him, trying to get him to put you down. “Just because I’m your girlfriend doesn’t mean that you can boss me around.”
Denmark placed you in front of the car, “I’m not bossing you. I just want to spend more time with you. Is that so wrong?”
“I…guess not,” you said still kind of angry.
“Then let’s go!”
“Fine,” you growled getting into the car.
Denmark let out a loud shout of happiness, “Cuck-E-Cheese he
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“Please don’t-a let (f/n) kill me in my sleep,” prayed the brunette. He cupped his hands together as he kneeled in front of the bed he shared with you. “I want to see-a tomorrow.”
He hoped that he wouldn’t find a knife sticking out of his chest when he awoke in the morning, with you standing above him, admiring your handy work on said task.
How could they say that pregnancy was just a scary time for a woman? He was a man and he was beyond terrified! You were scarier then Ivan, Francis, and Arthur rolled together and force feeding him blood pudding.
Feli wasn’t sure on what happened to his sweet wife that was an angel in his eyes, other than you muttering ‘hormones’. But you had gone from loving to raging psycho in 60 seconds lately. Luckily, he had managed to make it to the bedroom for safety.
He knew that mood swings were part of the deal. But who knew it
Mafia!Romano X Reader"____, hurry up! We're going to be late for our flight to Italy!"More Like This
"Okay! I'm coming!"
"GOD! You take forever just to put a book in a bag, now hurry and lets go!"
"Alright alright!" you shout as you start running towards the plane you are you ride.You and your older brother were on your way to go to Italy because you begged your brother to bring you because you always told him you wanted to be with the perfect Italian man.
"If you don't speed it up, we aren't going for another five years!"
"OKAY!" you shout, then run even faster.
You finally got to rest once you and your brother got on the plane. When you sat down, you saw a handsome guy in a suit with a red tie, the suit was black, and he had a black fedora hat on, he even had this weird piece of hair sticking out of his right side of his head. Your brother was sitting in the seat in front of you, and turned around.
"____, you didn't forget to tell mom and dad where we were going, did you?" he asked, seriously at the last
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You were laughing so hard with Feliciano that tears were forming in the corner of your eyes. You enjoyed very much your time with the Italian brothers. Romano was outside to buy tomatoes, yup you really did had a huge crush on Romano, he was so cute when he got angry, that you wanted just to glomp him here and there. You were currently jumping on the sofa with Feliciano on the loud music. Just when you two were at the best part, Romano opened the door and busted out in millions of curses.
"What the hell!!! You damn idiotas!! Stop it!" he yelled at you two, but you just ignored him.
"Ve~...Cheer up fratello!~...Have fun with me and [Name]...Is funny to jump on the sofa...I feel like a bunny~" the cheer full Italian said.
"I don't care!!! Stop influencing [Name] with your stupid personality!" Romano yelled, red from the anger that boiled in his head. Just then you jumped on a wrong place on the sofa and fell on Romano. You opened your eyes to see that you were on his lap with him under y
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APH: Things Guys Should Know About Girls: [N. Italy-X-Reader]
Hetalia (c) Himaruya
Reader (c) You
4. Girls wear makeup and worry about how they look constantly. Tell her she looks pretty because it will make her whole day.
[Name] just sighed sadly.
She was so jealous of Victoria!
Victoria was a pretty brunette and had sparkly brown eyes. You only had plain [h/c] hair and plain [e/c] eyes.
[Name] sighed once again. The representative of Seychelles had every boy wrapped around her finger. Even the one she dearly loved.
Oh! How she wished she was as pretty as her! She would even settle for close to as pretty!
"Ve~? What're you-a doing on the school steps, bella?" A familliar voice chirped.
[Name] looked up and saw... Feliciano!
"A-ah! Feli! I'm just resting and... stuff...!" [Name] gave a fake smile.
Feliciano wasn't s
Seven Minutes in Heaven: FelicianoYou hop through the crowd of nations to where Alfred stood. He didn't have to ask twice for you to come to his party. You were rearing to go. As usual, you were always up for a good party and let's just say, you thought Alfred's were the best. Waving as he notices you coming towards him, he holds out a bag.More Like This
"Hey, (name)! Glad you could come!" Alfred laughs as he thrust the bag in your face. "Want to play Seven Minutes in Heaven?" Wiggling your eyebrows, you plunge your hand into the bag eagerly. What could be more enticing that seducing a random person in a closet? Nothing! Besides, not one of the nations was bad looking and neither are you. You definitely weren't going to object to kissing Heracles in a closet for seven minutes.
Pulling out a small slip of paper you don't even mind reading it as you hand it to Alfred who stares at the paper before nodding, "Oh, well Um, okay then. That closet over there, dude." A little wary by his reaction to the name, you go to the before ment
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"Have a good rest, bella," Papa said with a kind smile on his face to mama.
"Are you sure ? I could stay home and take care of-" Mama said.
"Idiota You are exhausted and need a break, go have fun and buy yourself something," he said in his grumpy voice. I giggled because I knew he was pretending. Papa was never mad with Mama.
Mama then smiled, kissed Papa and then picked me up and kissed me on my cheeks. "Be a good girl for Papa, okay?" she smiled at me.
I kissed her back and nodded. She made a funny little noise and hugged me really tight. "Mama " I said as I hugged her back.
"Idiota hurry up and get out of here " Papa told Mama, taking me away from her and pointing through the door.
"All right, Papa " she smiled and kissed Papa once more on the lips. "See you tonight "
We both waved at her from the door until we saw that she drove off in the car.
We then looked at each other. He set me down and put his hands on his
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I could stay awake just to hear you breathing.
Watch you smile while you are sleeping.
While you're far away and dreaming
Romano's eyes gently slid open, his surroundings cleared when he blinked. The green orbs flickered over to view the clock, which was proudly displaying in vibrant red numbers and letters: 6:30 AM. 'Why the fuck did I just suddenly wake up? It's Saturday, I have no work! Maybe I should go get a tomato...' he thought as he was about to get up before he felt something wrapped around his left arm. He looked down and noticed his girlfriend, (Name), sleeping peacefully beside him, currently using his arm as a pillow. A beautiful smile on her lips as she breathed softly still in dreamland, Lovino listened to the even sound, smiling softly himself.
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Where every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure.
He watched his girlfriend with a loving
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"Hurry, _____!" Feliciano cheered as he sprinted past a few wandering tourists.
Panting, you continued to run after the bubbly Italian. His bright personality could sometimes be a little too bright, nonetheless, you loved your boyfriend of 3 years to death.
Feeling yourself come to a neat stop, you leaned against the nearest wall in order to catch your breath. You weren't wearing the best running clothes, just a delicate cream color dress and white heels. Your feet were currently killing you.
Did I also mention you two were spending your spring break in Italy? Venice, to be exact.
Feli noticed that you had stopped running. He cheerfully skipped towards you and held out his hand. You had no idea where in the world he was taking you tonight.
"Come on, _______! It's not far away!"
Still panting, you took a hold of his hand.
"What's not far away?"
"I cannot tell! It's a sorpresa!"
And with that, he dragged you towards a series of concrete stairs that led into the Italian canal. For
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"So (y/n) who is the lucky guy" said Alfred.
You took your hand out of Alfred's big American flag pattern top hat, you smirked when you looked at the jar of pasta sauce in your hand. You knew who's it was, it was your bubbly, cheery, happy, Italian friend and your crush Feliciano Vargas. You always wondered if he had another side. A protective, non-innocent side (but we are not talking about his 2p). And it’s something to do with that strange curl on his left side of his head.
"Ve~ that’s-a mine," you turned around following were the voice was coming and before you knew it you he tackled you in to a hug, lost your balance and fell.
You opened your eyes to see Feli on top of you in a very awkward position witch made you blush like crazy, obviously Feli was to oblivious to notice... or was he not, and knew and just chose to ignore it. Feli got up without saying a word and picked you up bridle style and walked to the closet making you blush even more if possible. Al
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The handle of the front door rattled and wiggled as a grumpy Italian stepped into the nice,warm house. Cursing and mumbling to himself as he took off his scarf and slipped out of his coat. (M/N) smiled to himself as he listened to Lovino's usual grumbles and small rants, already able to imagine the look on his face. The (H/C) haired teen continued making dinner, softly humming 'Bella Ciao' to himself as he kneaded the dough. He turned his head and stopped working the dough momentarily as he saw Lovino push the door of the kitchen open, peering inside.
"There you are, (M/N). I wasn't sure where you were." The teen smiled happily, waving at his father. Yes, the happy little (M/N) is the son of mean old Lovino Vargas. The corners of Lovi's lips tugged slightly into a small smile. Looking to the counter, he saw all of the ingredients for a pizza scattered out.
"You're making dinner?" Looking back to the pizza, (M/N) nodded. Lovino leaned against the wall, crossing his arms and
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Belarus is protective of her family. Always has been. And when I say protective...I mean really protective. If you were to even THINK about hurting someone dear to her...
You'd end up in a body bag for sure. Don't take me wrong, Belarus isn't a murderous person. Not at all. She's not as cold and shallow-hearted as most people think. She's really kind and lovable once you get to know her. Sure she's a little clingy...but you'd be too if you were in her position.
So, as I was saying. Belarus is very protective. That's why you should never ever mess with her family.
Rule 1: Don't touch Russia.
Rule 2: Don't touch Ukraine.
Rule 3: Don't EVER touch (M/N).
Seriously,unless you want to be hunted down like a rat,don't touch her capital. Minsk, also known as (M/N), is dear to her. Dare I say it,maybe even dearer than her older brother.
So that's why,the man standing in front of her now,is gonna get the beat down.
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Hehe-Didn’t See That Coming!
Slight Cuss! Somewhat. GO 2P!!!!!
A small screech filled the air before going silent, the streets empty of anyone. Except for the few bodies that littered the alley, no one was about. Everyone knew to stay indoors and be still in the nightly hours. Only because of them.
The group traipsed with leisurely peace, a few snide comments shared as they headed home. It had been a rather successful raid and with weapons brandishing a layer of crimson, they had matching smiles on their faces. (Hehe..)
Going through the door with a bang, France instantly went for the wine bottle chilling in ice for him, dropping his sledgehammer without a care. As he popped the cork and took a gulp, you came up beside him, gently leaning against the doorway to the kitchen.
“How did it go?” You asked, smiling at Matt and Al as they pushed each other around in a…bromantical way. Oliver started to berate them on t
MY Valentine || Male!Belarus x ReaderSighing, you walked down one of the hallways of your school.More Like This
Guess what wonderful day it was once again?
Yus, you're all right!
Twas the wonderful Valentines day, the day where all pairs rubbed their love into everyone else's face.
Everyone around you literally ate each others face, bought overpriced presents for their partners and just hugged the live out of each other.
Ooow, how much you hated this day.
Maybe it was the fact that you had no one to celebrate this day with.
Yes, I think that we're on the right way here.
Everyone of your friends had their soul-mate and you?
Huffing, you hugged your books closer to your chest and looked down to the floor, trying to block out the kissing sounds and the whispering of sweet nothings.
The only think that you wanted to do was going home, watch some anime, play Darksiders 2, maybe eat some ice cream and then go to bed.
The perfect plan for such a day, which you did every fucking year.
You were a very proud young ad
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I glance around the living room one last time. Taking a deep breath, I set the letter onto the coffee table. I turn on the heels of my boots, and hold back the tears that are fighting to escape. As this was the last thing I wanted to do but it needed to be done, and even though this may destroy him; this is for the best. But I'm getting ahead of myself aren't I, let's back track a bit.
~one month prier~
I rush down the hill towards the sunflower flied. Seeing the tuffs of silvery hair makes me want to giggle but I bite my tongue in resistant. Ducking into the flied quietly, I peak my head out to see the tall Russian I was looking for. Tip-toeing I end up standing right behind him.
"Hi Ivan!" I hum, grinning. Ivan turns around to face my smaller figure, my (e/c) eye meet with his amethysts eyes.
"Hello ____." He smiles down at me, as I rock back and forth on my toes.
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A Russia x Reader fanfic
Note:the reader is referred to as you for the first part and she for the second. I think it will be easy to understand why. Feedback is appreciated.
A ringing filled your ears and you felt your body being dragged from the wreak that was not long ago your car. It was a miracle you weren't killed instantly when you crashed.
Though your vision was blurry, you could tell your rescuer was tall, which narrowed down the list of potential identities. However, the distorted voice you heard could only belong to one person. Ivan.
"I-Ivan? Is that you?" You asked softly, your bloodied right hand moving to touch his face. He grasped your hand, squeezing it lightly before responding,
"Da ____. I'm right here."
As you regained your sight, you noticed tears welling up in the Russian's eyes. Your own eyes began to fill with tears and you whispered to him,
"Don't cry. W
Warm Heart Belarus x Child!ReaderWarm HeartMore Like This
A Belarus x Child!Reader fanfic
Translations via google translate. Please don't kill me for it.
Natalia walked home with her head hung in despair, as she did every day after being rejected by her brother. Am I really as bad as everyone says? Sure, I'm cold towards people sometimes, but isn't everyone like that from time to time? She pondered.
The wind was chilling, but Natalia was numb to the feeling. A few tears ran down her pretty face at the thought of how few people cared about her and the hurtful opinions everyone had about her and her brother. She had a heart, unlike what some of the other countries said. She was just a difficult person to understand, and people would brush her off or avoid her entirely, which often made Natalia feel lonely. So drowning in self-pity and loneliness, the Belarusian made the trek home.
A tugging sensation jolted Natalia from her thoughts. A young child, no older than six was pu
HetaliaxReader- Airport- AmericaYou looked around the airport to see a large white sign with your nickname printed on it in large, black letters. You smiled, shaking your head and started off towards the sign.More Like This
"______!" cried the sign-holder, dropping the white poster board and running towards you.
"Alfy!" you shouted back, opening your arms wide and hugging the American as he reached you.
"I'm here to be your chauffeur." He announced proudly.
"I noticed." You said, giggling and taking the adorable chauffeur's cap he was wearing off of his head and setting it jauntily upon your own.
"So how was your trip….?" Alfred asked you, eyeing you all over with his bright blue eyes as if checking to make sure you were not hurt while you were away, outside of his protection.
"Oh, alright…. But I'm doing much better now that I'm home." You hugged him again, burying your face in his chest, breathing in the scent of him- cheeseburgers and milkshakes.
Alfred laughs, wrapping his bomber jacket around you so you are trapped against hi
HetaliaxReader- Airport- England"_____!" yelled a familiar, British voice, "_____, over here!"More Like This
You turned to find Arthur running up to you, a brown paper bag in hand.
"Arthur!" you grinned, holding your arms out for a hug. He squeezed you tight, letting you bury your face in his shoulder and snuggle close to him, "I missed you…" you whispered as you tilt your head up to look into his brilliant green eyes.
He chuckled, kissing the top of your head, "I missed you too, duckling. I brought some scones with me, though, a little welcome home gift. I worked all day making them so I hope you like them." Arthur presented the brown paper bag to you, smiling expectantly.
"O-Oh… Yeah. Thanks, Arty. That's real nice of you." You took the sack from him and take out one of the scones, taking a delicate nibble of it and scrunching up your nose at the taste. "These are great, honey." You told Arthur, "Your best ones yet!"
"I'm so glad you think so, Love! I made us a whole meal for dinner to go with them, too!" He beamed at you, as ha
Papa!ScotlandxChild!Reader- Smoke Clouds"Daddy, Daddy!" you called as you skipped off the big yellow bus and onto the sidewalk, running over to your red haired father.More Like This
"There's me bonnie lass!" your father cried, scooping you up in his arms and twirling you around.
"Did you miss me when I was at school today, Daddy?" You asked him, tugging on his iron earring.
"Of course! Now, let's get home. I made you an after school snack."
"Yay!" You hugged him around the neck, "You're the best papa ever."
"Aye, lass. And don't you forget it."
Your father, Allistor, was sitting in his big leather armchair, enjoying his usual evening cigar. You were on the ground playing with your toys when a question popped into your head.
"Why do you smoke so much? Isn't it bad for you?"
"I smoke because it relaxes me. And who ever told you that it was bad?"
"My teacher says that smoking makes your lungs get all black and icky. She says that if you smoke for enough time you can get…. You can get can… canceh… cancer." You str
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Romano sat impatiently at your small kitchen table, trying desperately to figure out what you were cooking using nothing more than his sense of smell. "Is it almost done? Im-a really hungry, you know, and it smells really good. I don't know how much longer I can wait to eat it. We could eat out of the pot if it would make it any-a faster." He slowly stood from the table and tried to peek over your shoulder without you noticing that he was even there.
You noticed that he was standing there at once and immediately used a large lid to keep the meal hidden from him. "No peeking Romano, it's supposed to be a surprise and it's finished anyway. Now go sit down or I'll make you wait even longer to eat." You placed the finished dish on the table and lifted the lid. Steam filled with the aroma of fresh, garden vegetables filled the room. With a smile on your face, you scooped a bit of it on to Romano's plate. He just stared at it. "Is something the matter?"
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How does she know you love her?
How does she know she's yours?
Lovino sat at the table with his brother and his date. They were sitting there giggling and chit chatting away while poor Lovino was sitting there all alone. His brother, Feliciano, had set him up on a blind date, but for the most part, his date was a no show. He didn't know whether to be relieved or angry at the moment. All that he knew was this was boring and starting to get on his nerves. That was until he saw the most beautiful [hair color] girl walk into the room and stop to talk to the waiter. She wore a slim [fave color] dress that hug her curves. Her [hair length/color] hair was curled and hanging loosely on her shoulders while her [eye color] eyes searched the room. They locked onto his amber colored ones and he could feel the heat rushing to his cheeks. She had the same reaction. 'What on earth am I feeling?' he thought to himself. Sadly his thoughts were interrupted by his brother standing up and calling
Seven Minutes in Heaven LithuaniaMore Like This
You pull a black belt from America's hat. "Oh, someone has skill" You waved around the belt and grinned. Lithuania shyly walked up to you and took the belt.
"That's my item, sorry to disappoint you." He was looking down and away from you.
"I never said I was disappointed, what would give you that idea?" Lithuania tried to respond but America cut him off.
"Ok enough of your super boring chit chats get your butts in the closet of love." America roughly began shoving you two towards the closet, "Really, you guys are super boring, I almost fell asleep back there." He pushed you in and locked the door. Lithuania sat down in the corner of the closet, you sat next to him. You waited a short time before speaking.
"So, we're in here together, what do you want to do? I know you like to read, but it's a bit dark, and there's really no room in here for you to show me any karate moves you know." Lithuania looked shocked that you knew so much about him.
"How do you know I like those things?"
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You pull a doll from the hat. "Oh, how cute, can I keep it?" You snuggled the panda doll in your arms as China walked up to you.
"Of course you can aru." He gave you a happy smile and took your hand.
"Ok, into the closet with you two." America shooed you two into the closet. "Ok now china, try not to disappoint the lady. I heard Japan did a good job when he was in the closet, you can't let your little bro out do you." He snickered and shut and locked the door.
"Japan, actually played along?" China seemed dumbfounded by the idea. "Well then I must show you a good time in this dark, messy, not at all romantic closet." He took your hands into his and smiled at you. "How may I please you "_____"? Just say the word and I will do it." Your face turned red.
"O-oh you don't have to do anything China, it's just nice to be here with you." You returned his smile, and gave his hands a squeeze.
"There must be something you want me to do. I won't be outdone be Japan I just won't have i
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You feel around Americas hat and eventually something interesting runs across your fingertips. You remove the item from the hat to find a beautiful golden necklace with an ankh carved in the center. "This is beautiful."
Egypt stepped up behind you and helped you fasten it around your neck. "I'm glad you like it, that once belonged to my mother.
"I can already tell you dudes are going to get yourselves into trouble somehow." America gave you both a teasing grin. "Now get into that closet before I change my mind."He nudged you both in the direction of the closet. "You dudes have fun in there, just not too much fun." He winked and left you both alone in the locked closet.
"That necklace looks very nice on you '____', I'd like it very much if you would keep it."
His words took you a bit by surprise. "But it was your moms. I can't take something that important from you."
"It was just sitting in a box collecting dust. I'd much rather have someone appreciate it. You just
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"Hey Dude's we should totally play a game or something. Oh I know what we can do. It'll be awesome! We'll play that seven minutes in heaven game!" America Runs over to His Closet and grabs a large patriotic hat "Okay dudes, throw your stuff in here, then when a girl picks your item you get to go in the closet with her, but only for seven minutes. It'll be the bomb!"
"I don't know America, this sounds like a bad idea to me..." England lets out a deep sigh. "Some people don't know how to control themselves you know."
"Oh hush you, I think it's wonderful, who wouldn't want to be in a dark cramped closet with a beautiful girl? On hon hon hon!" France blows a kiss your way.
"You see what I'm saying, France already has something perverted on the brain. God only knows what he'll do to what every poor girl gets stuck with him." England shot a pissed off look at France.
America began collecting items from everyone. "Shut up England, no one has to control themselves, that's the point. I
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America took his place in the center of the room and rubbed his chin. "Let me see here dudes, who should I pick to go next?" He narrowed his eyes as he fixed them on you. "You dude, you're definitely the one. Get up here."
"You got it." Hoping out of your seat, you made your way up front and reached into the hat, swirling your hand around to mix up the items. You then felt for the nearest thing to your hand, and pulled it out. It was a mushroom of all things. "Umm, a mushroom? Who would put that in here?"
"Oh, that's-a me-a!" I have such good luck, getting such a pretty girl!" Italy jumped off of the couch and grabbed your hand, excitedly dragging you into the closet.
America followed you two over and began closing the door. "Have fun you two! Remember, only seven minutes now." He smiled as he shut the door completely and locked it from the outside.
Italy gave you no time at all before wrapping his arms around your wais
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"Let's see dudes, who should I let go next?" America tapped his chin twice, then pulled you up to the center of the room. "You look like you're dying to play, why don't you go ahead and picks something out for yourself?"
Without a word, you pulled a piece of cheese from inside the hat. "Yeah, this is creative, who's is this?"
"Dude, that's totally mine!" America threw the hat at Ukraine, picked you up and locked the two of you inside of the dark closet. "Man, we totally lucked out getting each other huh?" He plopped down on the floor with you still in his arms.
"I guess so, I mean I really wasn't interested in playing, but getting you makes it a little better." You liked America, but there was no way you were just going to come out and tell him that.
"A little better? Come on now man, you've hurt my feelings… I'm the best player here by far. I'm the hero! I'm really glad you picked me, I wouldn't want to be stuck in a dark, cramped closet with a
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England opened the envelope. “An Italian,” he muttered. Clearing his throat he announced, “It appears your father is Romano,” China whirled around and carefully passed (Name) to the shocked Italian. “I’ll see you dudes next meeting!” America waved suddenly and left the room, signaling an end to the meeting.
Romano cradled the little girl close to his chest, his mouth still slightly ajar. “Trying to catch flies Roma?” Spain snickered. “Fuck off,” her father spat. “I don’t think you should curse in front of the bella, fratello,” his brother suggest. “Sorry,” Romano muttered. “Congratulations Romano,” Spain grinned. “Grazie,” Romano nodded, readjusting (Name) in his arms. “She’s so cute,” Italy smiled. “Can I hold your hija?” Spain asked. “Just don’t hurt her,” Romano warned. Spain tickled (Na
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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
No Longer Invisible [Romano x Shy!Reader]There he is. Lovino Vargas. The hottest guy in class. The guy that every girl wants.More Like This
Here I am. [First Name][Last Name]. That one person who’s never really noticed by many. Due to my shyness, people notice Matthew Williams more than me…
Once again, I watch as girls flock towards the Italian. Most of them are wearing tight shirts, others wearing short skirts. They’re desperate to get his attention. So desperate, that they’ll wear the sluttiest clothes to get a reaction out of them. And the worst part about this, he actually notices. Lovino tends to flirt. With just about every pretty girl.
But this time was different. I watched as his hazel eyes scanned the crowds of people. As if he were searching for somebody… Probably his brother Feliciano. Who was making his way towards me. Feli was one of the few people who noticed me, thank god.
“Ciao bella~” He called out in a singsongy voice. I allowed myself to smile at the adorable Italian. He
RomanoxReader: Notebook Entries(Name) wasn't in good shape. She was staying with the Vargas's for the weekend since her parents were out, and she helped her Lovino in return to get a date with a girl in school. She didn't mind helping her friends when she could, but what she did mind was that she just couldn't get to him.More Like This
He didn't know how she felt when he told her that he wanted to have a date with this girl. It tore her apart when he told her bluntly about it.
She sat quietly on the couch, writing every single emotion she had onto a page in her notebook.
"(Name), are you okay?" Feliciano, his younger brother asked.
"Oh, I'm alright, Feli."
"But you're writing like crazy~! You only do that when there's something on your mind!" He began thinking of reasons (Name) could be writing about. "Was is the pasta I made for dinner?"
She chuckled softly. "No, the pasta was delicious, actually."
"Oh… Is it fratello?"
She froze in place, a little blush spreading on her cheeks. "Um…"
"It is, isn't it?" Feliciano k
Mama!Reader x Chibi Romano"Hey, Toni!" you called out cheerfully, waving hello to your friend. He grinned back at you as he made his way over, entering through your front gate.More Like This
"_______!" he piped in his Spanish accent. "How've you been?" He tipped his wide-brimmed hat, making you giggle.
"Just fine, Toni. Even better now that you're here!" You had moved in a couple years back, and had started gardening as a hobby. Growing tomatoes was hard at first, but Antonio seemed to arrive at just the right moment to lend a hand. Things were much easier now than when you started out. Not to mention the tomatoes added a nice little income in addition to your part-time job, which made it all the easier to get food on the table.
"Ah, bien, bien!" he crowed, smiling cheerfully as always. He got down on one knee. "And how is the little tomate?"
The seven-year-old boy had been clinging to you ever since Antonio arrived, and now his amber eyes glowered at him from behind dark brown bangs. "Get out of my house, you son of a
Romano/Lovino x Reader - Apples and Tomatoes It was a rather warm day, you and Lovino soaking in the sun.More Like This
...Well, you soaking in the sun, Lovino snoring in the sun.
Sighing, your eyes trailed upwards to meet the branches of an apple tree. Well, more like you and Lovino's apple tree. This was where you and Lovino had met; a dreamy sigh escaped your lips as you dug up the memory.
"Damn tomato! Why are you so high up?!" a small boy snarled as he attempted to reach an apple on the tree despite his height.
You eyed him curiously from afar; you had recently found this place, and from what you knew this boy always came here everyday, 3 o' clock sharp. At 4 o' clock, an older boy would come and tell the little boy to come home, in which he reluctantly followed.
This had been going on for some time now, and today you decided that you'd approach him.
The boy turned as he heard your footsteps, and once you were close enough you stuc
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"Buon San Valentino~" Feliciano greeted ____(y/n), kissing her cheek as he walked into the room. The mother of the Italy brothers had decided to throw a Valentines Day party, and all the countries and some good friends were invited, the ____(h/c) haired girl included. Strangely enough, the mysterious woman was nowhere to be found. She was disappointed; the witty, motherly woman was always very kind to her, even though she could be anyone else's worst nightmare.
____(y/n) was snapped out of her thoughts when a second set of lips met her cheek. She blushed, realizing it was more than likely Lovino. The ____(h/c) haired girl had a thing for the rude Italian man. He sighed and pulled away, his permanent scowl temporarily replaced with a tiny, almost invisible smile. "Ciao, ragazza." he said quietly, and she smiled at him. He blushed and looked away.
"Happy Valentines Day you two~" ____(y/n) trilled. Lovino's normal scowl reappear
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"Hey Lovi?" you asked. The two of you were sitting together on your couch, snuggled together and watching some weird Italian drama that he was oddly into. He grunted, not removing his eyes from the television. You frowned and lightly nudged him in the side with you elbow and waited for him to finally look at you. When he finally did, you asked, "Can we get married?"
You saw him freeze up, fear in his eyes as he gulped. You didn't really blame him; the question was sort of unexpected. You allowed him a couple minutes to recover, but when he still didn't answer, you started to get worried. You went to touch his hand, but retracted your own hand when he flinched. Ouch. That hurt. "Lovi...?"
He licked his lips and looked away nervously. "W-what brought this up?" he asked quietly, rubbing his arm. You knew what this was; he had a habit of messing around with his hands when he was nervous. He started to study his hands, clearing his throat and twiddl
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While working the counter at your job like you so often did, you got a call on the phone for an order, which wasn't out of the ordinary either.
"Roma Pizza." You said.
"Ciao." Came a male Italian voice. "I'd like to place an order for pick up."
"Ok. Can I have the name please?"
"Romano Vargas." The man replied.
You typed the name into the computer. "Ok and what would you like, sir?" You asked.
"I'd like one plain pizza, your spaghetti and meatballs, and your Italian sub with everything on it." He told you.
You punched in the order as the man said it. "That'll be 27.29 and it'll be ready in..." You looked to see how many tickets there were already. None. Not surprising. It was the end of your shift. "Fifteen to twenty minutes." You told him.
"Bene. Grazie." He said and hung up.
No less than five minutes later did a man walk in with amber eyes and dark brown hair with a weird little curl that jutted from his hair to the left. You had to admit to yourself that he looked kind of attractive
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You let out a groan as your heart pounds within your head, and the pain only becomes worse as you moved forward for your tea. But taking a drink from it soothes your throbbing throat, a sense of warmth flooding every nerve from your head to your toes. The only good thing about being sick is that you can stay home from work and watch TV all day, curled up on the couch. The bad thing is that you can't really enjoy it to the fullest because you feel like crap.
The door to your house suddenly flies open, and you look up at Lovino Vargas, better known as Romano, as he storms in, a package of things in his hands. The sound hasn't just startled you; it has also brought on a new wave of headaches, and you suppressed your groan as your sink into your covers.
"Here," he says in an angry manner as he places down a Tupperware bowl, cold medicine, and aspirin on the table in front of you. Inside the bowl is chicken noodle soup, the cure for the common cold.
"B-but " you whisper as you sit up u
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Romano + Tomatoes= Love?
It was hard to explain how nervous you were, though you were also feeling a bit giddy.
For the past few months, you've been secretly growing a small tomato garden your yard. You weren't all that experienced in growing tomatoes, and since you wanted them to be absolutely perfect, you called the only person that came to mind.
Of course the Spaniard that you called upon was happy to help, since he claimed that the bright red fruit was his specialty, and indeed it was.
Though many times he asked you why you were planting a tomato garden, you always got red in the face and looked away indignantly. You tried to keep the secret inside of you, but it seemed as if Spain had seen through you.
"So you're doing all this for Lovi~" he smiled knowingly.
Were you that easy to read?!
"W-Whatever!" you fumed, continuing your scouting for weeds in the small garden.
"Well you sure have the right idea chica! Lovi loves tomatoes!"
You blinked. Was Spai
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Author's Note: Since this is our little Lovi, there will be cursing and swearing. No likey, no read-y!
"Damn FUCKING fratello, leaving out the flour!"
"That bastard Tony... TOOK MY FAVORITE DAMN SHIRT!"
"My God, I've had enough of Feli leaving the dinner in the fridge WITHOUT THE FUCKING CLING WRAP."
If these weren't Lovino Vargas's words, it'd be called vulgar. But, alas, these are the words of Lovino Vargas. These profanities are just the norm for you.
Although Lovino was your best friend (not to mention the massive crush you had on the hotheaded Italian), his cursing could get out of hand. He was the only person you knew that could use 'fuck's and 'damn's like they were commas.
There have been more than one accounts of his swearing interrupting your inner peace. For example: one Tuesday on the couch watching Doctor Who.
You are a hard-core Whovian, and absolutely despise anyone who bothers you during that heavenly peri
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Lovino groaned groggily as he buried his face into the warm and velvety crook of his companion's neck. He could feel the warm golden rays of sunshine hitting his bare torso, signaling it was morning and time to get up, yet he had no desire to do so whatsoever.
His arms tightened their hold on the women curled up before him, your smaller frame molding perfectly against his. Cracking his eyes open slowly, his gaze roamed over your smooth skin that glowed in the morning light, and he smiled as he felt your deep and rhythmic breathing.
Sitting up slowly, he propped himself up on his elbow, resting the side of his face in his hand as a gentle smile graced his lips as he watched you sleep. His fingers ran lightly against your cheek carefully before he brushed some hair from your face, causing a small crease to form between your brows. He couldn't help but grin at the sight, continuing to stare at your slumbering form as he ran his fingertips over your shoulder and down your arm. When you shi
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“You’re sleeping with that thing again?”
The familiar voice of the Italian carried a disgruntled tone as you clambered onto bed, his words raspy from drowsiness as he cracked one eye open to look at you.
“There’s nothing wrong with it,” you retorted defensively, clutching the soft material of your teddy bear closer to your chest. “It helps me sleep. Really.”
His scoff wasn’t very subtle as Romano propped himself up with his elbows, eyes narrowed at the plush animal that was held in your arms.
You’d recently received the teddy bear from your mother who’d been digging through old belongings she had up in her attic. During her little adventure, your mother managed to recover an old teddy bear that used to belong to you, and without a moment's hesitation she instantly mailed it to you to help ‘keep in touch with your childhood’.
Initially, Romano had used it as a way to tease you, especially when you cuddl
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You tossed your school bag on the floor and collapsed on your bed. “Thank God it’s Friday!” You cheered as you reached under your bed and pulled out a chocolate bar from your ‘secret stash’.
As you chomped down on your delicious treat, your cell phone buzzed in your pocket. You pulled it out and smirked, it was your long-time friend Antonio.
“Hey Toni," you answered, mouth full of chocolate.
“Hello _________! What is my good friend doing today?”
“Lying on her bed getting fat on chocolate. You?”
“Well, I have a little teeny tiny favour to ask of you _________!” Antonio chirped loudly.
“Mmmhmm? What is it?” you asked, licking your sticky fingers clean.
“Well, I’m going out tonight! You know, for a party!”
You giggled at his cute Spanish accent. “A party, eh? Why am I not invited?” you pretended to sound sad. To be honest you didn’t even feel like going out tonight.
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A/N: Hey guys! OMG I just love Romano~ XD This was fun to write, but so were the others. Hope y'all like it .
You eagerly put you hand in the hat and pulled out something.
"I got ..a tomato!" You tell America. It could only be two people: Spain, and the Italian you had a huge crush on, Romano. America let you to the closet and shoved you in there.
"Well good luck (y/n)!" he said as he slammed the door, leaving you to wait for Romano. Finally after what seemed like ages (but really was only like five seconds) you heard a lot of cussing from the other side of the closet door. America opened the door and dragged Romano in to the closet and closed the door before Romano had the chance to yell at him.
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You saw the Vargas brothers in the hallway with Lovino's face as red as a tomato and Feliciano pointing in your direction and beckoning you to go over to him with his hand.
"__________! Over here!" he called.
"Yes?" you said as you walked over to where Lovino's feet were rigidly glued to the spot.
"Lovi has something for you!" Feliciano said excitedly.
You ears perked up. "Really?"
"S-Sì " Lovino stammered and brought out a clear jar of skinny-shaped biscuits in front of you complete with a lovely bow wrapped in your favorite color.
"Oh!" you beamed and took the jar with a slight blush on your cheeks. "Thank you, Lovi!"
"Whatever," Lovino grumbled.
"You seriously made these for me?" you asked feeling touched at the kind gesture.
Lovino didn't answer; he only nodded silently with his lips trembling and his eyes lowered towards the ground.
"Do you mind if I try one right now?" you asked. "They look really good."
"Go ahead, ___________!" Feliciano answered with a b
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READ ME: I really wanted to do a Romano fanfic, but I hate writting bad words and such so every bad word here will be censored by '*' except for the itlain cuss words. If you want to find out the meaning of the italian cuss word, read the description box below. Enjoy! =^.^=
Before you and Romano were a thing, you absolutely loved celebrating each and every holiday by going out, except Christmas and Thanksgiving; you usually spent those days with your family. For some reason Independence day was a big deal to your close friend; Alfred, who could never find another person to celebrate the day with, so you always offered up to celebrate with him. Either way you just loved celebrating, even Valentine’s Day; it didn’t bother you one bit that you were single.
Nowadays, you didn’t get a chance to celebrate anything due to your hot head of a boyfriend, Romano Vargas.
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Romano grunted again. [f/n] poked his cheek playfully.
“Oh, c’mon, you big baby. You can do better than that.”
He gave her a murderous look, snarling with her.
“How can you fucking say that? I’ve been trying to solve the damned thing the whole freaking afternoon!”
“Yes, yes, I know. Don’t give me that look, young man. You’re way too lazy for your own good and you know it. Try a little harder, okay?” She picked the empty glasses, one of them with some of the orange juice they had been drinking, from the coffee table. [f/n] got up, holding them and a plate full of the crumbs of the cookies she had baked earlier on that day for him.
He was still groaning when she left him.
[f/c] chortled in a low tone while taking all those things to the kitchen.
Her boyfriend, Romano, was a wonderful person, despite his cursing habit and explosive reactions. He’d be sure to remember the smallest things, even more than her, th
Deaf! Reader X Romano- Instagram Selfies Wow, that’s a weird selfie. You scroll through your news feed on Instagram, smiling at all of Al’s selfies.More Like This
Even though you couldn’t hear all your friends, or the world around you, you could tell their personalities by their pictures on Instagram. Francis was full of himself, taking gorgeous pictures of himself and photo shopping them so he could look even more beautiful. Arthur liked to take picture of himself watching Doctor Who and Sherlock, and of his awful cooking. Alfred loved taking pictures of himself eating hamburgers and drinking his beloved milkshakes from McDonald’s. He also posted pictures of his awesome parties you sometimes went to.
Ludwig didn’t take selfies. No, he took pictures of his garden. Although it was nice, it kind of made you think he was hiding his inner g
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You huffed as you walked towards the back gate, the front door was to obvious. You climbed the gate and landed in his garden with ease.
It was quiet funny actually, the two of you were quiet the opposite. But hey, opposites attract right? You picked the back-door lock and waltz inside the ever-so-chaotic house.
"AUSTRALIAAAAAA!!!!!" A very pissed England called. You walked to the living room as the Australian was giggling and held something furry.
Realization in 3
"PPPFFFFTTT! OH MY GOD IS THAT YOUR EYEBROW?!" You cried and laughed at the same time. He turned to look at you, one of his bushy eyebrows shaved off, in Australia's hand. Their attention was drawn to you as you clutched your stomach. "I-I can't breath!" You said between gasps. England blushed and fixed his tie.
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Knock, knock, knock KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. Rapid knocking made you look up from your book and rush at the door, your (h/c) hair bouncing as you worried if somebody was in danger.
"WAAAAH, (NAAAMME)!" Your good friend, Feliciano, cried as he tackled you to the floor in a hug, but sobbing like a 4 year old that lost its mommy. You wondered how tears managed to fall like rivers from his eyes when they weren't open before realizing: THE MAN'S CRYING, DO SOMETHING IDIOTA.
"Shhh, it's okay. What's wrong, Feli?" You stood up still in the hug, closed the door, and led the sobbing Italian to your couch. After his loud sobs dwindled to hiccups, you looked at him for some kind of explanation. You hated to see him in such distress, you wanted to help anyway you can.
He gave a loud hiccup, "Rom-hic-ano said that -hic- YOU DON'T LIKE ME." He began to cry into his hands as you gave a sigh. You remembered when Romano told Feli that Ludiwig, Feli's German best friend, did
Accents - Canadaxreader"Hey, Mattie..." You said, trying not to giggle.More Like This
"Could you uh... Could you read off this list of words for me?"
Canada took the list of words of from you and looked over them. He looked confused. "These aren't difficult words or anything..." he thought to himself. But he figured he'd humor you .
If he only knew...
"About" he started, raising a brow at the giggling girl.
"Sorry." you said, answering his silent question. "Continue, please."
"Um... Okay. 'against'."
She chuckled a little louder at this. The usually patient Canadian was starting to get a little irritated, but you motioned for him to continue.
You broke, bursting out into a fit of laughter. Canada also broke.
"Now, just one minute, missy! What the heck is so gosh darn funny?!" he demanded, still using that gentle tone.
"Ha ha, I'm sorry, Mattie. It's just... Aha ha... Your accent! It's so cute!!"
Canada suddenly went from being angry to being embarassed. "c-cute?" he questioned.
"Yeah!" you c
Cat!RomanoXReader: My BabyCat!RomanoXReader: My BabyMore Like This
EDIT: I added references!
-...-6 years old-...-
You screamed and cried and kicked your feet. This was NOT fair!
“NO, DADDY! DON'T TAKE HIM AWAY!” You demanded, pounding your fist into your dad's leg, however that didn't do anything.
“That cat has done nothing but tare things apart!” You father growled. “It was a mistake to take him off the streets.”
Your father shoved a small, 2 month old kitten into a pet cage. The kitten had cream colored fur with a dark brown, thick stripe on his head and down it's back, to the tip of it's tail. His eyes were amber and he had the strangest curl on his head. You, though young, loved that cat with all your heart. You cared for him, cleaned up after him, fed him, loved on him, and even attempted to take the blame for everything he did.
“NO! PLEASE!” You cried out, your voice heart-breaking and heart-broken.
“I'm sorry, sweetie, but we can't keep him.
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Al says, "I." Matt says, "Am." (Name) says, "BORED. Seriously there is nothing to do and I'm hungry." Matt got his camera out just in case some kind of funny shit happened. "Yeah. Me too. Bitch go make me a sandwich," Al says. "Motherfucker." (Name) got out her nun chucks and started to beat Al with them. "Bitch *smack* you are *punch* going to *hit* make your own *brass knuckles* SANDWICH!"
She is straddling his hip when she notices something hard down there. "Matt is he getting off on this," she asked him. "Um...Yeah," he replies. "Fuck Al," she yells.
"Matt I'm going to make pancakes do you want any?," she asked him. "Sure," he answers. "Can I still get that sandwich," the dumbass asks. "No," (Name) says while kicking his boner. "Fuck (Name) you do NOT kick a boner." "Really because I just did. On second thought I make you your sandwich, but only for a few conditions." "Ok. What are they?," Al asks. "1. Get on your hands and knees." "Ok. Done.
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Warning: Contains adult language and some explicit content (blood gore and a bit of sexual content.)
The day was slowly coming to an end and the nightlife in the city was starting. You and your boyfriend, Al was in town. To other people, you two seem like you're a couple of insane mobbers. To be perfectly honest you wouldn't do anything to hurt people.... well people who lived normal innocent lives. You and your good side weren't that different; apart from the fact that you were a pyromaniac and a maniac with knives. But you always had control over your needs when you don't count times people piss you off to the breaking point. Al was your perfect other half. He doesn't care about your "cravings" or your "accidents", in fact, those were the things that he loved most about you. That, and you were a girl every bad boy wanted. Al just happened to be a guy every bad girl wanted.
"_[name]_, I'm just going to get some
Angel Kisses~ FelixReader [Kissingbooth story con]"Why the hell am I in charge of this?" you asked yourself again for the hundredth time.More Like This
You were currently standing at a booth next to Gilbert, the dancing idiot. And in front of you was a long line of people people who wanted a kiss from you.
No, it was not a real kiss. Thank goodness for that, but it was still disturbing and on the verge of being demeaning as to the way the idiots of the opposite sex (which sometimes surprised you, since sometimes they acted like aliens- or something else) treated you.
Gilbert, luckily, and somewhat to your extreme envy, had the members of the gentler sex- well, yours- in his line. (which was not that surprising) They would all coquettishly giggle and sometimes even faint (which made you shake your head in disapproval- we weren't that weak) while all you had was-
"honhon hon " you turned, almost paralyzed with disgust, to face Francis who was currently puckering his lips and making kissing noises.
"Dime," you said, with a stony smile, tryin
Contest Entry: 2P!Italy x Reader: Only One to SaveIt was free period, and no teacher was around to see the chaos happening.More Like This
He stared at her and the boys that talked to her, laughed with her. He continued to play with the switchblade of his grandfather, his other classmates looking on as his reflexes got faster, not in confidence or gloating, but in anxiety, anger, and self-betrayal.
As part of being an Italian, he knew nearly every trick in the book to flirting. This was one other tactic: to spend time with the girl they liked.
And this was irking him to no end.
What was the reason why this was happening again?
Oh, that was right: promenade.
The epitome of a high school teenager's life.
The one dance that meant everything to a teen.
Everyone was talking about it in all corners of the school. From the front doors to the gardens, to the restrooms, to the classrooms, even in the middle of class. Prom dresses, tuxedoes, flowers, themes, color schemes, asking girls—all this talk irritated him.
What was so special abo
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A (F/C) cat thought as she lay, dozing in the sunlight that streamed gently through the window above her cat bed. You purred softly, enjoying the warmth of the sun as it stroked your (F/C) fur gently.
Feeling another weight settle down next to you, you gingerly turned over, making sure not to make any sudden movements so as not to disturb you precious cargo of a litter in your womb. Your head turned as you nuzzled the bigger male beside you, purring happily as he returned the movement with an affectionate lick.
You sighed contentedly as you gazed into the Mauve eyes of your mate, who was still grooming your soft fur with his rough tongue. Meowing, you started to get up from the bed, stretching languidly, your belly shifting with the movements and making it feel slightly uncomfortable for the kittens. A soft kick was your reprimand.
You turned around, seeing that Canacat was still lying there, looking at you in curiosity. "I'm a bit hungry, I'll be back
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Author’s Note: Reader-chan is basically Emma Stone in this, though she’s more of a beginner at acting and not as well-known as Emma is. c:
“Why is he even with her? She’s so fat.” The girl muttered to her friend as you walked by. You ducked your head, scooting closer to Andrew.
Andrew frowned at her, pulling you closer to him.
“Don’t listen to her, you’re perfect.”
“No, she’s right. I know that I’m chubbier than most people. I just-I don’t understand why my being chubby means that I’m not good enough for you.”
“People will always judge people and find flaws. If you were thinner, they’d probably say that you were too thin.” He said with a shrug. “And I think you’d be beautiful either way.”
“I love you.” You said softly, leaning in and pecking his lips.
“Good, I love you too.” Andrew said back, smiling at you.
2P!ItalyXReader Only meYour phone buzzed in your pocket.More Like This
Fishing it out, you glanced at who sent it. Before your could see, however, the phone was snatched from your grasp.
Looking up, you saw your boyfriend of several months, Luciano Vargas, looking down at you.
"Oh, hey, Luciano."
The phone in his hand was transported to his pocket, his arms around you a moment later, pressing you close to him.
"I only want you looking at me, (Y/n)." He whispered gently. "Not some phone, not someone else, only me."
You were used to his protectiveness, and simply chose to ignore his words by nodding.
"Do you promise?" His words slid out, a mix of venom and concern in his words.
You couldn't promise something so absurd, so you stayed silent until he squeezed tighter.
"Do you promise, (Y/n)?" He growled. You felt sharp pains start to appear on your back and shoulders, around the area where his arms were.
You nodded frantically, "I promise-"
"I'll only look at you, I'll only pay attention to you, Luciano!" You
2p!ItalyxReader:By SurpriseMore Like This
By Surprise [Originally; Took Me By Surprise]
((So this is based on a AMV I found called It Took Me By Surprise AMV, basically it is Italy that turns into his 2p!))
The bubbly Italian loved (Name), anyone could see that.
He would follow he like a lost puppy, and she loved him back.
You always recived gifts from the auburn man, and had given up trying to stop him. Feliciano was always there for you.
'I would react badly
To the slightest hint of hesitance
He’d bend awkwardly to suit my mood
No word from his defense'
When you first confessed, he hesitated for a minute, and you thought the worst, before he jumped on you and kissed you, he was always there, even when you were acting like Romano.
Only ten times worse.
Though he always stuck with you, peppering you with kisses, and surprisingly not the innocent Italian he was in public behind closed doors.
'I’d cry knowing how my tears
Felt like acid burning through his skin
Pushed every little button
2p Italy x Reader : should be mineMore Like This
The first time I met him was Friday,
I had been working as a waitress at the Restaurant Bella Roma for about two weeks, and I was delighted.Bella Roma was the best Italian restaurant in the city, and working there was a dream.
Massimo, the owner, is a sweety.he doesn't ge angry if I am late or if I make little mistakes. His wife Laura, the Cook, begun to spoil like a doll. She liked me from the beginning, she said.
Besides me, there were three other waiters, Allen, Vladimir and Yang .... Let's just say that they were a bit .... uhm .... frightening. I wondered several times why Massimo hired them .... missionary spirit I suppose ....
meeting them in a dark alley at night, anyone would be scared to death, but in front of customers ... They chang completely, becaming real masters of manners, with bright and charming smiles .... especially when there were beautiful women in the room ....
That evening we were informed from Mssimo that there would be some important custome
2p!ItalyxReader~ Let the Knives Dance"Hello miss, may I have this dance?"More Like This
Turning your head, your were met with a pathetic excuse of a man. Not only did he need to lose quite a number of pounds, but his smile was oozing with fake courtesy. Reluctantly, you accepted, having no other choice than to walk over to the dance floor and taking his hands. You smiled, though your mind disgusted with how sweaty his palm was, and how low his other hand was placed. His eyes looked down at your cleavage like an animal, his feeble-minded brain traveling into rotten fantasies that made you sick.
Concentrating on the slow, hypnotic music, you began to lead the dance steps while attempting to keep him occupied with keeping up with you. Left and right, stop and sway, twirl and repeat. Not quite a difficult dance for any simple person, but the stupid man was a gorilla with two left feet. By the time the song was starting its second verse, you had several red marks from where he had misstepped and a growing desperation to walk awa
2p Italy x Reader Ti Amo~2p Italy one shotMore Like This
My first readerxcountry one shot and my first 2p Hetalia one shot. Hope you like and I hope I got 2p Italy's personality down. I tried ok, I tried.
Humming softly, I was about to turn my faucet on to wash dishes. Until a frantic knock was heard from my door.
"______! Open up please!" Italy called from outside my house.
I sighed but made my way over to my door, opening it and watching the frightened Italian run into my home.
"Close it, quickly!" he yelled.
I jumped a bit but complied and closed the door. Italy came up to me and hugged me tightly.
"Oh _____, you got to hide me! He's coming after me and he'll kill me if he does!" Italy cried, burying his face into my shoulder.
"Shh, hey calm down, Italy. Now, who's coming after you?" I whispered, stroking his hair.
"The dark me, my darker half! Oh he's so scary, ______! He's mean and he'll kill you if he doesn't like you!" Italy cried.
"He won't get you Italy, I prom
2P!ItalyXReader You're MineCLANKMore Like This
The sound of metal hitting the floor brought you back to reality. You breathed heavily. You didn't remember what happened in a few minutes earlier. It was like you had just woken up from sleep. Everything was black before. You turned your head a bit and you winced. You brought your hand to touched the spot and felt something was wet, it was bleeding. What made your head hurt? You could not remember that much. You then slowly scanned the room you were in right now, you were in the kitchen, in your house. You wanted to get the first aid kit you often used but then you tripped over something big. You fell to the floor but you had your hand held you from falling completely and that was when you saw your hands. They were covered with blood...
You were shocked. It felt like your heart jumped. What happened? you thought. You slowly looked over your shoulder to see what made you trip and what you saw... was the dead body of your 'm
Ghost!Romano X ReaderMore Like This
Ghost!Romano x Reader
(Name) had just started her new job. Her job was to help keep the cemetery cleaned, the snow shoveled, and the dried up flowers from the graves picked up every Saturday.
She was looking for some easy extra cash to help her pay her college funds and rent. This was her second job. Her first job was a waitress at the local diner.
The (h/c) woman was currently walking in between all of the rows of graves. She was picking up the bouquets, her earbuds playing her favorite tunes. This was her fourth week on the job, and already she was starting to notice who brought flowers to the graves the most often.
Most of the graves had flowers on them, except for the older ones. She knew the oldest ones wouldn't, but there was fresh grave that never had flowers on it.
The grave had been filled recently, when (Name) had started working she had watched the funeral. The funeral had not even four people at it.
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(Name) let out a sigh, she look at the two other sitting in the living room. One was her older brother, two years older than her and Mr. Popular of the school. The other, was her younger sister, one year younger than her and she was super pretty and popular too.Everyone loved her, she was the family baby. And where did that leave poor (Name)? She was left in the middle, normal, average, being looked over and invisible most times to other people.
Her brother, Cale, was 18 and always anger, like he had woken up on the wrong side of the bed every single day. But he wasn’t angry actually, just mutually bored and irritated. He was considered good looking and was the school’s star soccer player and honor student. He was at the top of his class.
Then there was her sister, Sage, 15 and extremely smart. She was not athletic like Cale, but she was the first freshman to be nominated to be Student Body President – and she won. She was se
Cheater!Romano x Reader - Why?Warning: Mild Curse words.More Like This
I walk to Lovino's house, going by on the sidewalk hearing the birds sing. I smile as I smell the fresh flowers and see cars pass by as they have to get to their destination. The sun shines bright, a few clouds in the sky. I love it when it's a day like this! I see a few people jogging by, and I wave to one I recognize as Alfred F. Jones.
"S'up dude!" he says as he passes me.
"Hey bro! Artie forcing you to run again?" I hear his groan and he yells back across the street so my ears can pick up his voice.
"Yep! I don't get why, I mean I'm not fat!" he whines.
"Tell the scale that!" a voice yells back at him. I turn around and see Arthur. I stiffle a giggle at the two. Sometimes I wonder about those brothers. . . . I continue walking along, humming a tune Lovi always sings, a basket full of tomatoes in my hand. I then see Feliciano, Ludwig, and Kiku jogging, but of course Feliciano behind them both.
"Hey Feli!" I say, cheery. He stops and l
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Your phone went off as you stood in your kitchen, apple in hand, looking out the window.
Taking a quick glance at the number you picked it up and said, "Hey!"
"Hey-a (name)!! Want-a hang out-a today?" Feli giggled from the other end of the phone.
You laughed and said, "Of course!" before arranging to meet him in the park with Lovino.
Lovino... the name made you blush. Yes, you did happen to have a large crush on the hot headed Italian. He was so adorable to you. You loved him so much.
You shook those thoughts from your head and grabbed your house keys, before leaving into the afternoon summer's air.
~YO! It's Flying Time Skip Bunny! Remember me? Yea, Flying Mint Bunny's cousin! Let's-a go-a!~
You arrived at the park to see Feli and Lovino having an argument. You shook your head wondering what on earth could be the topic of this fight before you realised, Ludwig was standing behind Feli.
You sighed and hurried over, prying Lovino off Feli. Not again...<
(fem)RomanoXReader: born this way(Fem)RomanoXReader: Born this wayMore Like This
I had this beautiful idea and had to write it!
______ Slowly stirred as the alarm went off. Turning towards the alarm, she slammed her hand down onto it, causing it to stop. After a few more seconds of groaning and deciding if she should get up or not, _____ sat up in the bed and yawn. Looking over to her right, expecting to see her boyfriend of 4 years to be sleeping, she saw a girl instead.
"EEK!" ____ Screamed and fell off the bed.
"What the hell, ____?!" The woman hissed and turned over to face ____ who was now sitting on the floor and looking over the edge of the bed.
"Who are you!? Where is Romano!?" _____ asked, shaking.
"What are you talking about? I am Roma-" Then the woman stopped. Holding her hand up to her mouth, she gasped.
"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO MY VOICE!?" She screamed.
"R-Romano?!" ______ gasped.
"Why is my voice so damn high!?" Romano, the woman, cried.
"Y-Your..A girl?" _____ Said, slowly climbing back up on th
Perfect morning - RomanoxReaderI woke up with the sun shining in through the window and straight into my eyes: a beautiful sight to behold, that morning, but not the best awakening.More Like This
I sat up and rubbed my eyes to try and get the sleep out when I felt a warm arm wrap around my middle. I smiled softly as the warmth spread throughout me, like the warm sun we knew and loved. He always felt like this, warm and inviting to the touch. In that way he reminded me of his home, back in Italy.
“La mia bella donna è sveglia,” he mumbled tiredly and placed a soft kiss on my lower back, sending more heat through me.
“Sì, il mio bell’uomo,” I replied with a soft giggle.
“Buon compleanno, bella,” he continued mumbling groggily.
“Thank you,” I said and snuggled my face to my own shoulder.
“Scherzi, it’s the least I could do,” he said and I could hear a small smile. “Now get back down under the covers,
RomanoXReader:Dialogue"I hate you."More Like This
"I hate you too."
"You're such a prick."
"You're just too stupid to understand it."
"God, just shut up! If you hate me so much why do you talk to me every day?!"
"What? Quit mumbling, you sound like an idiot!"
"Just forget it!"
"Well, fine! If you're gonna scream at me for nothing, I'm done. Bye, asshole."
Just forget it...
Romano x Finnish!Reader - Pyhimyksen KyyneleetRomano x Finnish!Reader - Pyhimyksen KyyneleetMore Like This
Title: Tears of a Saint
(translations are in the end. Think as if you're Tino's (Finland's) little sister. So your surname will be Väinämöinen. Enjoy!)
Take a deep breath. Good, now let the breath out calmly. Now don’t let your voice crack when you speak. Don’t think about it, just stay calm.
“W-what?” Seriously [name], that’s the best you can do? Didn’t dad always say you were strong?
“Your great grandfather, [great grandfather’s name] Väinämöinen, passed away. We’re sorry for your loss.” The man on the other end of the phone spoke.
You couldn’t hold in the tears. No matter how many times your father had told you you were a strong woman, you felt weak right now. Your great grandfather was an important person to you. Not only as family, but to your country’s history as well. He was the man you looked up to, the man who was truly strong, the man who no matter
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 (Germany's little sister)More Like This
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
Please Forgive me RomanoXReaderOkay before we start the story. This story is based on real life and on my fantasies. Enjoy.More Like This
I sighed as I closed my locker. It was time for writing class. There was nothing wrong with that, I love writing. It´s just the person I had to sit next to. Lovino Vargas. My ex best friend and bully. In fourth grade, we were best friends until sixth grade. He began to bully me and then I snapped. I cried and told him I never wanted to talk to him ever again. After that, things were awkward around us. Especially now.
¨Hey, __! What´s up? ¨my friend Maria came up to me. I shrugged.
¨Not much. Just walking to my next period.¨ I said. She nodded.
¨Cool, pues I gotta go or else my brother will get pissed that I´m late for third period. Adios! ¨ she said and ran off to her next class. Lucky her she didn´t have to sit next to the guy you have liked for a long time but has hurt you, I thought. I
masquerade tango hetalia x reader RomanoMore Like This
"(y/n)!!" the voice nearly screams. The masked man slightly tightens his grip on your hands. "(y/n)! There you are! I've been looking for you every where!" Candy bounces up to you, then glomps you. "(y/n) we need to tal-oh I see your busy right now, so I'll go now....." Candy walks off, mouthing, "Text me EVERTHING!". You sigh and shake your head, wondering what goes on through her mind sometimes. "Hey (y/n)!" The msked man calls out suddenly. "Yes?" You look at him again, "What is it?" He seems to blush slightly. "What I was saying earlier is, well, (y/n) I l-!" The nearby bush shakes loudly, cutting him off. "Yes?" you ask, tilting your head to show confusion. "(y/n) I lo-!" He was cut off once again by Spain, who was magically at your side. "Hello (y/n)! You're a very good dancer, you know?" Spain pulls you in a death hug, squeezing the air from your lungs. "HEY idiota can't you see that (y/n) can't breathe??" The masked man angrily said. The easy-going spainard laughed, then
ReaderXromano: kiss me P4It's been a week since you have been staying at England's house. It wasn't that bad but to be honest you missed Romano, your Roma but.... He can't feel the same way about you... Could he? No, no, no, it's all in your head. Why would he like you in the first place, when he could have her.More Like This
"Love, are you alright?" You looked up at England, you almost forgot he was there.
"Yeah, I'm fine don worry about me..." You smiled weakly to the Brit.
"Are you sure? You haven't said anything all day. Also you haven't drank any of you tea..." He sighed.
"Oh I'm sorry! I-I was just-" England cut you off.
"You miss his dont you...?" Did he read your mind or something?
"How did you-?" Once again the Brit cut you off.
"It easy to tell love, everytime you try to get away from him you look like you hurt or like your about to cry."
"But I just can't stay next to him... It hurts and England I'm sure I mean nothing to him by now... I must just be someone that W
Child!Romano x Child!Reader - Promise?You waited under the tree's shade, protecing you from the sun's rays. You wiped some sweat away with the back of your hand, it was the middle of summer. What was taking him so long? You were getting bored of waiting for your friend, its been an hour and nothing! He would usally be the first one here.More Like This
"(N/Y)!" You heard your name being shouted out "(N/Y)"
You heard small foot steps, you stood up quickly and looked behind the tree. You saw your friend running out in the distance waving one of his hand wildly in the air and the other one, like always, wrapped around his tomato plushie. "HEY!! what toke you so long lovi!" you shouted out to him. He slowed down then stopped in front of you with his hand on his knees "S-stop... c-calling me t-that!" he said between pants. "I'm sorry but that stupid tomato bastardo wouldn't let me go till' I finished packing". You flicked the top of his nose for using a 'bad word'. He...just stood there. This
BTTx Little!ReaderxGermany 12 years old~More Like This
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!", (Name) exclaimed loudly, when she awoke
that morning. Ludwig heard these cries from the kitchen,
and rushed upstairs to see what was wrong.
"(Name)? Vhat's Vrong?", Germany yelled over her screams
"I-I I THINK UNCLE GILBERT DID SOMETHING TO MY VITAL REGIONS!!",
(Name) yelled after her fit of screams.
(Name) pointed to the red stain the was in the front of her
night-pants. (You sleep on your stomach xD)
Ludwig's face heated up, seeing what (Name) was practically
shoving in his face.
"(Name).... H-he didn't harm your vital regionz... I promize",
The German man was at a loss for word. How was he supposed to tell
his little (Name), that she was becoming a... a... Woman...
Oh how bloody awkward.
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"Wake up, Lovi." You shook your lover awake.
"Let me sleep, woman." He grumbled and pulled the covers over his head. "And my name is Lovino, dammit!"
"Whatever." You stood in front of the mirror and tied your hair back into a braid that ran down the side.
Today you decided to wear a white button down, black jeans, a black blazer, your black boots and your fedora. You found the fedora extremely ironic but it fit nicely. You decided to avoid feminine things for a while. You were officially back to being a tomboy.
"Morning, amore." Lovino kissed your cheek. He wrapped his arms around your waist and held you. "Do we have to meet your parents?" He asked in a sleepy voice.
His hair was messy and his eyes were glazed over with sleep. He ended up taking off his shirt in the middle if the night, not that you complained
Mafia!Romano X Tomboy!Reader. Only One. Ch 15Chapter 15More Like This
You opened your eyes to the dull morning light. It was most likely three or four am.
"Lovino." You whispered. You were dreaming about warm hazel eyes. You sat up with a gasp. You put your head in your hands. What happened last night? You drowned and he save you. And something else but you couldn't remember what. He kissed you?! You opened your hand to find your sun charm.
"Go back to sleep, Amore. It's too early." Two tan arms wrapped around your waist bringing you back down. "Besides. You need to rest." He nuzzled your neck gently.
"Lovino?" You felt your face blush scarlet.
"Go to sleep." He pulled you closed. He burned his face in your hair. "You had a concussion. A fracture that may take two weeks to heal. Bruises and cuts all over you. Your not going on any jobs for a while, (Name.)" he grumbled.
Mafia!Romano X Tomboy!Reader. Only One. Ch 14 AN: I just edited this. I didn't like his it ended so I kinda wrote it in a different way.More Like This
"Wake up, little sunflower." Little sunflower? You opened your eyes to be greeted with bright white light. You closed them again and opened them.
"She is awake." Cold blue eyes stared down at you.
"Finally." You sat up and looked around the room. Only it wasn't a room but a cage that was suspended over the water!
You tried to get up but sat down when you felt the world spin. You crumpled and clutched your head. You could feel a bump on the back of your head. You pulled it away to revel dried blood on your fingertips.
"How the hell did I get here?" You tried to get up again but were pulled down with chains that were around your wrists.
"Just a precaution so you don't get away, sunflower." Ivan looked at you through the bars.
"Ivan, you vodka drinking bas
Mafia!Romano X Tomboy!Reader. Only One. Ch 13."Ragazza?" Lovino gently shook you. You groggily looked up and then leaned back in his shoulder.More Like This
"Five more minutes." You said as you snuggled into his side. Lovino felt his face heat up and his heart beat race.
He leaned you against the car seat. You snuggled into it trying to find some warmth.
Lovino opened you door and picked you up gently. Your fingers gripped onto his lapel. You snuggled into his chest. It felt so warm and right to be in his arms. Lovino was trying his best to control his racing heart.
"Mr. Lovino, sharr I take my lady to her room?" Kiku stood behind him.
"No. I will take her. Give this to my grandfather." He handed him the letter and made his way upstairs to your room. Good thing it was night because his men would tease him relentlessly.
He opened the door to your room with one hand. Your grip on him tightened. He sighed and laid you
Mafia!Romano X Tomboy!Reader. Only One. Ch 12. It was a nice morning. The birds were singing. The-More Like This
"I'm up!" You shot out if bed and found your face planted on the plush carpet. "What?"
"Nothing." You untangled yourself from the bed sheets to glare at a smirking Romano.
"You jerk!" You threw a pillow at him. He caught it with ease and casually threw it somewhere.
"Not my fault your having a hangover."
"Whatever." You got up and brushed yourself off. Lovinos face went red as he looked at what you were wearing. A comfy tee shirt with sleep shorts. "What?"
"Nothing." His face still red. "Just wear something comfortable. Me and you are going on a job."
"What type of job?" You asked a little too eagerly.
"We're hunting a bastard who took money from the family. Oh yeah by the way, where we're going. Your going to need something designer."
Mafia!Romano X Tomboy!Reader. Only One. Ch 11. "Wayward club." You read out loud. There wasn't a neon sign but a worn down board. "Heh. I thought it was was a club? Where's the music and fancy cars?"More Like This
"It is. It's just a bit illegal." He said as he walked into a dark ally.
"Gee. I wonder why." You two walked down a few more ally's until you guys came to the back door of a hotel.
Lovino knocked the door and a bellhopper answered. He was rather short, had blue eyes, blonde hair and was dressed in obviously a bellhopper uniform.
"Hello, Mr. Lovino, sir." He said. He slung the door open.
"Good to see you, Ravais."
"May I take your jacket, miss." He held out a hand.
"Nah. It's cool, kid." You ruffled his hair and faced the second door. You could hear nothing from behind the door. The boy opened the door and your ears were blas
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"What the f*ck?" I said.
She was the twin but she didnt look like her sister. Haley was gentle and poised. She was a dangerous and lethal. So different.
I stood up and tossed my cash on the table before leaving. I walked into the night air. (Name) probably left in her car leaving me with out a ride. Bitch.
I crossed the street to see a car just like hers parked in the exact same spot. It even had the same license plate and everything. Ah f*ck. It is her car.
There's even a f*cking traffic ticket on there! Great. Guess who has to pay for that?!
I grabbed the parking ticket and started to crumple it up. I looked down at the crumpled ball to see 'Ivan' in bold letters.
Crap. It's a note. I smoothed out the paper until I could read it.
"What the f*ck?!" I grabbed my phone and called her. It went strait to voicemail. "Dam
Mafia!Romano X Tomboy!Reader. Only One. Ch 9."Looks like this little girl tried to run away."More Like This
"We should kill her. She saw everything."
"She's a child. Good children will not tell, yes?"
"Y-you k-ki-killed him! He was-"
"We know. That's why we have to kill you now."
"I'll do the honors, da. You will see your brother soon, little girl."
You shot upright with a gasp.
Not the images but the voices played in your head. A ceaseless symphony of voices from that night.
Your hands grabbed fistfuls of hair and tried not to let out a painful scream out. This time it was worse. The nightmares never seemed to stop. Just when you thought it was all over, it started. It never left you alone.
"(Name?)" the timid voice of Iris called out into your darkroom.
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.