Pen Pals~ Hetalia -PART 1- by KizaKiza, literature
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Pen Pals~ Hetalia -PART 1-
RomanoXReader
You sat in your class tapping your pencil against your desk, listening as your teacher droned on and on about the upcoming assignment. You glanced around at the surrounding classmates, one of them being your best friend Alfred F. Jones, who was the class clown... he was asleep as usual.
You decided to actual focus on you teacher for once, your social teacher, Mr. Maccarelli.
" Alright human babies! Its this time of year, that we do with all the highschoolers. PEN PALS~!" You picked your head off of your hand and actually put your full attention to him now. Pen pals? As in... writing to a random child somewhere that's your a
Just Shut Up and Sleep With Me - Romano x Reader by amayashi418, literature
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Just Shut Up and Sleep With Me - Romano x Reader
"Lovinoooo?"
"…"
"Loviiiiiiiiinooooooo?"
"……"
"LOVINOOO?!?"
"………………"
"LOVINO ANSWER YOUR PHONE!!" You groaned as you left the Italian another voicemail. You locked your cellphone and tossed yourself onto your bed. Grabbing the nearest plushie and hugging it towards your chest, you stared up at the ceiling and let out a long sigh.
You squinted your eyes against the sun's harsh ways peeking through your bedroom window. Stumbling out of bed, you tugged on the curtains, hoping that it would make your room a little cooler. Waving a hand to fan yourself, you let out another groan of despa
S. Italy x Reader, REQUEST by foreverbeforenight, literature
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S. Italy x Reader, REQUEST
“Mia Ragazza Idiota”
It all started when your teacher said that the two of you were married.
All right, well, it wasn’t a direct assertion, but to support his example for this class, he had given the scenario that you and Lovino Vargas were a married couple looking for a new home. The thing about that was that you had never spoken to Lovino Vargas in your life, had only seen him maybe once or twice on your way to a different class. He sat across the room from you in this shared math class, and you both stayed pretty close to your small circle of friends—you with Circe and Miriam, and him with his brother and his brot
Romano x Reader - Teddy Bear by AProudHetalian, literature
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Romano x Reader - Teddy Bear
“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
Romano x Reader - Jealous Confession by AProudHetalian, literature
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Romano x Reader - Jealous Confession
Intro
...Romano.
“Feli, don’t these tomatoes belong to Romano? I don’t think we sh–”
“Nonsense, _____! I’m sure fratello won’t mind if we use his tomatoes in the pasta sauce, ve~”
“Are you sure? I mean, Romano really likes tomatoes…”
“I’m more than sure! Now c’mon, we need to go look for a pot to boil our pasta noodles in. I forgot where I left it… I think it’s in the basement, ve…”
“The basement?”
“Si! Pasta can be cooked anywhere, _____! Now come with me, our basement is dark and I don’t want to go
Romano x Reader - Scare Lessons by AProudHetalian, literature
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Romano x Reader - Scare Lessons
If there was one thing you could say with absolute certainty, it was the fact that you were completely and utterly not scary.
While it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing – on the contrary, others would usually be glad to know that they didn’t frighten people - you actually took it a bit… personally, so to speak.
“Romano!” you whined, limbs sprawled haphazardly across the Italian’s couch, “Why can’t I be scary!?”
There was a sigh from the kitchen before your friend poked his head out from the doorway. “What are you talking about now, _____?”
You mimicked his sigh. “I
Macchiato Moments - Romano x Reader by amayashi418, literature
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Macchiato Moments - Romano x Reader
You groaned and banged your head on the table hopelessly. Papers were scattered all over the table, books and notebooks were all open waiting to be read, eraser shavings dirtied your study area, and the feeling of despair was in the air.
Yup, it was finals week.
"Hahahah..."
You turned your head to the side to glare at the snickering Italian in front of you. "Lovi...Rather than eating that tomato all day, why don't you do something useful like oh I dunno…HELPING me study?"
He leaned back into his chair cozily, "Hell no that's too much work."
Your eye twitched, "Then why are you even in my house?!"
"Because you said I could come ov
CIRL ChibiI!Italy BrothersxReader by bluerose269, literature
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CIRL ChibiI!Italy BrothersxReader
Baby fever.
Why, oh why, did you have baby fever?! You were single; had been for some time now; so why did you want babies so badly?! It’s not like you could have a baby alone, let alone take care of one.
But unfortunately for you, your hormones or whatever weren’t aware of that and so continued to torment you with wanting something you really weren’t ready for.
With grumbles of annoyance leaving you, you made your way to your bedroom to fall onto your bed face-down. Maybe you could fall asleep and escape these feelings for a little while. Watch, with your luck, you’ll have all the baby dreams.
--Several Hours Late
There was only one thing you could register properly at the moment, that being the placement of his hands.
They dug into your sides, thin fingers clutching at your waist tightly. You realized, as he pushed you further into the wall behind you, that they might even leave bruises in the morning, but you didn't care.
All that mattered was the feel of his mouth on yours; the tension that he was roughly releasing onto your lips.
Lovino, ever-irritated, had a gentle gruffness to his expression with his dark brows furrowed yet something behind the way his shut eyes crinkled- or, at least you would have known this if your eyes weren't closed just
"Where did you even learn to do this, Lovi?" You asked Lovino, who sat behind you, hands holding your hair.
"Bella taught me, I guess. When I lived with Antonio. She wanted me to do hers." His reply came out muffled, due to the hair tie he held between his teeth. "And don't call me that!"
You chuckled, leaning your head closer to your boyfriend.
When you had invited him over earlier, you definitely hadn't expected this to happen. The two of you had been sitting comfortably on your couch, when you had complained about how your hair kept getting in your face. Lovino, being one of the most irritable people you knew, quickly got annoyed with y