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~*RomanoXReader*~ Tomato Bath "Effing skunk..." the Italian man cursed as he slowly dipped himself into the bath of tomato juice. Standing in the garage, you chuckled as you remembered what had happened earlier that day. ---Flash back--- Sitting on a hillside, you and Romano where out just passing time, enjoying each others company. Having been friends for quite some time now, hanging out like this was the norm for the both of you. You had been peacefully listening to his ramblings about 'that Spain jerk', 'that potato freak', and 'my retard of a brother', to put certain words lightly. The way he spoke with that Italian accent always pu

My boyfriend and I have been dating for well over seven months. But every time I spent the night as his house I never once met his family. Mostly because he’d wake up before me and tell them to go out. I did know he had three brothers and they were younger then him. He once told me his mom left when he was fifteen. So he was taking care of all of them. Allistor was amazing like that. But today would be different. Allistor was still asleep on my lap. I sat up a while ago to test the waters and he fell to my lap. His red hair cascaded down my legs. It wasn’t long but it was shaggy. He looked cute when he was asleep. Much more relax

~Just a little warning: There's a bit of cursing, but only little words. So no need to put a large warning on it, so this one will do. Enjoy~!~ "Mattieu, you're going to have to come out from behind my leg eventually." The tall Frenchman said to his young son. "B-but Papa... I don't know who to talk with..." Replied the small child who clung to the fabric of his pants leg. The tall and handsome man sighed and kneeled in front of the small boy, putting his large hands on his small shoulders. "Mattieu, I know you're upset about your Mère moving away, but I want you to have a sibling. Please? For your papa?" He asked. The young boy wi

You stood in the clearing, your back straight and eyes snapped to attention on Germany, who was leading your training. Your head ached because the only way you were allowed to keep your hair was to put it back in a very, very tight braid. It was either that, or chop off it off. To be specific, Germany was the one who enforced that rule on you. He was always harder on you than the others, because you were a girl, you figured. Today, though, there was nothing to nitpick about. Your uniform was neatly tucked in without any wrinkles and your face was set much like Japan's. A fine example of an Axis soldier. Alternately, Italy's clothes looked has

  "Hey, Yao, can I ask you something?"  "Yes, aru?"  "Y'know fortune cookies, right? Well... are they true?" you asked, fiddling with the hem of your shirt.  Yao stopped in his tracks at this, causing you to nearly crash into his back if it weren't for your cat-like reflexes.  He seemed to be... blushing...? No... maybe it was just your imagination... but his cheeks really did seem light pink...  The only reason he had stopped in his tracks was because of something that had happened a few days ago... --  You were at a Chinese restaurant that Yao had recommended to come to on this day, for it was having some sort of discount and y

 You closed your eyes and tried to clear your mind as the loud dance music thumped and pulsed around you. After sighing, you lifted your head and looked around the room full of people. Why did you even come to these parties? All you ever did was just sit and drink soda while everyone danced and had fun around you. But no matter how many times you said no, your friend, Gilbert, always managed to rope you into going to his wild house parties. Of course he'd invite everyone from the World Conference, so all your co-workers got to see you sit there like a potato on the couch and sip your lonely soda. You sat your chin in your hand as your eyes su

Monday The Fernández-Carriedo mansion was nothing you have ever seen before. It was an exclusive Mediterranean paradise towered by a vast, prosperous tomato vineyard near the sea. Even the most fastidious of tastes wouldn't refuse to live there. The golden sun embraced the earth, unwrapping another day. You venerated the splendid scenery as you ran around the garden with your Tío Antonio's five little children. "Carlos, be careful!" You reminded the three-year-old Spanish-Mexican. He scrambled to his feet and chased Corazon, his four-year-old sister. Rafael, Elena and Miguel played hide-and-seek. This was your punishment for being groun

The air was warm as it ran across your skin. Your hair danced in front of your face evading your taming hand. You huffed out a breath and continued down the long street. It was a Monday, you had work off, and had no plans. For the better part of the morning you had slept in and browsed the internet. Let's face it, you were bored out of your mind. An idea had struck you, why not visit your boyfriend. Usually when you were going to visit you would call first and tell him you were on your way. Today was different. You wanted to pop in on him unexpectedly to see what he was up to when he didn't know you were coming. Normally when you were over

Hello! This story was a request from a DA follower of mine, but I hope you all like it :) Matt grunted as he climbed the stairs to his bedroom.  Another long night at work had had him exhausted. He didn’t even bother turning on the light as he got there, he just sat on the edge of his bed, took his boots, jacket, and shirt off and lied down. _____ was sleeping under the covers soundly, her chest rising up and down with every breath she took. Matt didn’t know if he should wake her up or attempt to cuddle up next to her. He hated that word, but there wasn’t a very manly way to put though. She needed all the sleep she could

There are a bunch of swears here, so if you don't like swearing I wouldn't recommend it. "Try and take my lunch money again you little bitch! I dare your ass to!" You yelled as you kicked the guy who had stolen your money. You slammed him to the ground and kicked him in the stomach. "I bet you want me to starve to death so I can stop kicking your ass!" Quite a feat since you were like 5 inches shorter than him and way lighter. Matthieu watched from a distance in admiration. Damn, this tiny little thing beat up a guy three times bigger than her. "Do you want me to stop? Huh? Bitch say something or I'm gonna keep going!" You yelled with anot