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Italy X America Two/Too cheery nations
"PAAAASSSSSTTTTAAAA," "I'M THE HERO," Italy and America were running around the conference room shouting there favourite word or phrase while the other countries just watched ether in annoyance or looking they were going to kill someone or some that didn't mind and liked there bubbly appearance and was watching in amusement. "And-a/And this is why I don't give coffee to Italy/ America in the morning," Romano and England said in unison nodding in agreement with each other.
a loud sound like something falling was herd making all the countries look up to the direction of the noise. They all sour an American and an Italian on the ground, Italy on all fours while America was underneath (in an awkward position). Italy shook his head and sat up still on his knees with his head on his hands as America sat up one arm leaning for support and the other on his head still no noticing the awkward position. "Ooooow," they both wined in unison "Sorry Italy dude I didn't
Cafetalia X Reader - North Italy
Sun glaring down on someone is a pesky thing, that much you knew. But as carefree as an afternoon could be in Rome, Italy, the heat was beating down on everyone's cranium with malicious prejudice. You had tried covering your hair with the back of your (second favorite color) shirt, but it revealed your lower back, of which you were afraid the top elastic of your underwear might show from your pants. Had you have known that the afternoon would have been this belligerent on a Friday, you would have dressed in shorts you had brought from (native country) or a skirt you could purchase from one of the fashionable Southern Italian boutiques here. At the corner of a crossroad street sign with names in Italian, you noticed a lovely wide patch of open shade in front of -what you guessed- a café. Suddenly, your whole day seemed a little brighter, er... darker? Whatever the fancy wordplay, you finally had found some shade you could recover under.
Dreamweaver (Romano x Reader)
(Romano x Reader)
A birthday gift to the fabulous Romano; thought it be fun to post the opening to this today~! Please enjoy!
Lots of cursing inside, it is that Italian b******* after all.
Song(s)- Unrhythm by Birocratic https://soundcloud.com/birocratic/unrhythm?in=timia-fleming/sets/music
Beware of The One Who Rises From The Ashes
I was always told that
America x Reader: Pranks in the Morning
You weren't one with good pranks. Every time you prepare it for someone, it somehow goes wrong whenever it sets off. Alfred F. Jones, the man you were dating for a few months, would always be the one to get you. Every single year. For example, last year he pretended that he was shot dead on the living room floor, using animal blood. It almost scared you to death, and you were about to call the police when he 'came back to life' and stopped you. That freaked you out even more, and you quickly punched him in the face.
This time, however, you wanted to get him back. It was the night of March 31st, and you suspected your boyfriend to already be asleep. Just to be sure, you checked if he was asleep in your bed. He was snoring loudly, and you snickered quietly. Closing the door, you smirked. You had a small list of pranks ready to set up. You were sure Alfred did too, but you needed to p
Hetalia Romano x Nerd!Reader Chapter 1I don't own Hetalia, it's characters, or you.
The walk to school was rather uneventful, the same as always. It feels pretty nice out, I suppose. I've always been one that favored colder weather. It's not like I go out much to begin with, and it's nice seeing people having the decency to at least try to cover themselves up. People like that get on my nerves, big time. Then again, most people do. I'd rather spend time with animals then with people. I walk into my first class of the day, English. This class couldn't be easier, honestly. I don't understand how people can manage to fail it, especially if it's their original language. I suppose it would be harder to learn if you were foreign, and I'm more than willing to cut slack where it's due. However, Alfred is lucky to pull a passing grade in this class, and he has no excuse whatsoever. I'm sort of worried that the teacher may force me tutor him at some point.
The teacher dro
Police!England x Thief!Shapeshifter!Reader - (9/9)Police!England x Thief!Shapeshifter!Reader – (9/9)
Note: It's finally done! lol Here's the last chapter to this series, and I hope you all enjoy
Chapter 9: Falling into Place
You had spent a good three weeks in the hospital before they let you go. Well, more like because Arthur wanted you to stay there till he knew your injury had healed enough. He didn’t want you to go opening it up and having to get it restitched. You had to agree with him. The stitches already felt weird to you, and the thought of having to get them redone and deal with them longer was not something you wanted.
Alfred and Francis came to visit you on occasion, but only when Arthur allowed them. He started to become a bit possessive of you. Almost like he was afraid you would leave him. Lik
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