How I spend my mornings Romano x Reader by CarsonMasterson, literature
Literature
How I spend my mornings Romano x Reader
I usually wake up earlier than her to prepare breakfast. She'll wake up, then still half asleep walks past the kitchen and gesture a quick hello before heading to the bathroom. The sound of the shower and the sizzling of the pan merge to make a perfect melody. She always makes it back to the kitchen before I finish making breakfast. She comes from behind and pulls my curl to tell she's there. I curse in Italian and roughly kiss her. She giggles then walks away, but not before I smack her ass. She always makes a cute face of annoyance, then takes her seat and I serve the food. We have a nice breakfast that includes dirty jokes, immature t
Craving: Pizza (Romano) by blue-rose14164, literature
Literature
Craving: Pizza (Romano)
“…Pizza!”
Sadly, the only place to get pizza that was open was Pizza Hut, but you could deal with it. You drove your car and parked in the Pizza Hut parking lot and walked inside. The hostess sat you down in a booth next to one of the large group booths, which was occupied by a group of men. You already knew what you wanted so, to entertain yourself, you decided to listen to the group behind you’s conversation.
“Und zhen I vas like, mein awesome five meters is so five meters long!” The Albino said in a thick German accent. He began to rant about his ‘awesome five meters’ until the blonde si
Omegle | RomanoXReader | by goodlucklight, literature
Literature
Omegle | RomanoXReader |
(Name) P.O.V
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I sighed as I went on Omegle. Hey, I was bored so WHY NOT?
As soon as the page loaded I clicked 'Start a chat'
'You are now chatting with a random stranger, say hi!'
So I typed....
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You: Sup bro.
Stranger: Ciao.
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'Ciao? .....Oh dear God I hope this guy speaks English.' I thought
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You: I hope ur not a creepy pedo guy....
Stanger: You too.
You: So.... uh... Wassup brotha?
Stanger: Are you a f*cking hipster, as you call it in your language?
You: I have my moments....
Stanger: *facepalm*
You: You haven't answered my question.
Stranger: What question?
You: I asked you 'Wassup brotha?'
Stanger: The ceiling.
You: Oh okay.
Stranger:
RomanoXReader For our Countries part 4 by PlushieSheep, literature
Literature
RomanoXReader For our Countries part 4
*(f/b/f)=favorite breakfast food
*(f/a)=favorite animal
You woke up the next morning with the sunlight shining in your (e/c) eyes. Climbing out of bed, you stretched your arms out and yawned. You were sleeping on a big,fluffy, (f/c) bed in a spare room at Germany's house. You were grateful to not have to share the room with anyone. You walked out of your room into the bright hallway. You headed to the kitchen where you found the Nordics and the Allies sitting eating breakfast. You grabbed (f/b/f) and (f/d) and took a seat between Finland and Romano.
"Good morning,(country name)! I hope you slept well!" Finland smiled and you couldn't help b
Spin the Bottle (Romano x reader) by moonbladethebook, literature
Literature
Spin the Bottle (Romano x reader)
“I swear you will all burn!” Romano screamed, a string of more explicit language followed that little statement. Alfred and Arthur dragged a screaming Romano to his place in the circle he kicked and howled, screamed and cursed as if the devil was chasing him.
They had to hold him, awkwardly taking their own places, but keeping a firm grip on him.
Prussia had some wicked parties but this one was just getting started, you were already drunk, not too much so but enough.
Romano was so cute when he was foaming-at-the-mouth mad.
The girl next the Romano had the spin the bottle for him as he kept trying to kill anyone in close proxim
RomanoXReader For our Countries part 3 by PlushieSheep, literature
Literature
RomanoXReader For our Countries part 3
~Romano's POV~
My group and I snuck in through an open window into Russia's place. I climbed in through the window and first and smirked. Breaking in was pretty easy but would finding (country name) be harder? Germany and America went to the left while Veneziano and I went right. Russia's place was pretty big. It was easy to get lost in this place. I continued to walk forwards when I heard an alarm go off.
"Shit," I reacted.
"Ve!! We need to find fratello!" Italy points out.
"I know that stupid little brother!" I argue back and hide behind a corner.
~Reader's POV~
You flinched when you heard the siren go off. Did someone break in? You p
RomanoXReader For our Countries part 1 by PlushieSheep, literature
Literature
RomanoXReader For our Countries part 1
A cool draft rubbed against your leg. You groan before opening your (e/c) eyes slowly. Your whole body hurt and it was agonizing to move even a single limb. You laid in silence, examining your surroundings. You were locked in a jail cell. After what seemed like centuries, you stood up, shaking. Your leaned against a gray wall for support, catching your breath. Footsteps approached your cell and there stood Russia.
"Hello, my dear, sweet (country name)," Russia purrs sweetly and you narrowed your eyes in response. No way was he going to make you look like a fool.
"If I was out of here Russia, I would so-" You were cut off.
"We wouldn't want
RomanoXReader For Our Countries sequel prologue by PlushieSheep, literature
Literature
RomanoXReader For Our Countries sequel prologue
Please read Behind my Enemies Line (BMEL) before reading this. It's very cruical that you do for background information or none of this will make sense. Thanks~
Today was a full moon and some grey clouds covered it. The weather was warm with a small breeze. A storm would be starting soon. Lighting zigzagged across the dark sky. Thunder boomed. Raindrops fell harshly from the dark clouds. Tonight, was going to be a rough storm in the country of (country name). If you squinted hard enough, you could see five silhouette in the far distance. These five shadows were at a park in the capital,(capital city), and found a (f/c) scarf of a young girl.
Spin The Bottle (America x reader) by moonbladethebook, literature
Literature
Spin The Bottle (America x reader)
"I'm bored" someone moaned, you paid no attention, you were too busy concentrating on not making a fool of yourself while sitting next to your crush, Alfred.
Alfred was first, with everything, you had known him since grade school. He was first to friend zone you too.
You were at Gilbert’s latest party and the gang was running out of games to play. You had played Charades, Truth or Dare, even Checkers.
Thankfully, you were making some new friends; mostly other girls because you knew all the guys.
“I know!” Francis said “let’s play spin the bottle.”
“What’s that?” You asked, Gilbert and