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"Everybody please welcome Mashup DJ artist _________!" the host shouted, "Welcome, it's great to have you on the show…"
"It's great to be here," you said.
Romano, or Lovino as he liked to be referred to, watched the TV his eyes wide. She was beautiful, when he heard about this DJ (last name) he expected some teenager with 4 o'clock shadow and his pants halfway to the ground. Instead he saw a smartly dressed young woman with (h/l) (h/c) hair and bright (e/c) eyes.
"Feliciano!" shouted Lovino.
His younger brother ran into the living room with a bowl full of pasta, "What is it fratello?"
He turned to look at his brother, "Does your friend t

RomanoxReader~Request "And that is why I like tom-WHAAAA ROMANO WHAT IS THIS?!?" Spain cried, snapping the young child from his nap. His brown hair muffled over his face before he blew it back, the little curl on the right side of his head perked back up. Sitting there looking dumb, Spain finally shook his head at the large mess on the ground.
The girl that was with him, (Frist name) (last name), was quite astonished at the sight, but also felt a little bad for Spain. She had asked him to help pick out the 'best' tomatoes at the farmers market, and he delightfully took of the opportunity, and left little Romano at home. Only to discover..
"Bastard. You left me!"

RomanoxReader - Hey There Matchmaker!Romano crossed his arms as Francis talked to him, his eyes focused on the ground and lazily ignoring what the Frenchman was saying.
"So, will you come with me to the cafe?"
"Nope." Francis held his head, groaning.
"Did you even listen to me?"
"Not really? Look, I'm not interested in whatever scheme you have up your sleeve, French bastard." Romano growled bitterly. Francis sighed.
"What if I told you that..." He looked around "I'll give you tomatoes if you do it~!"
"That's what Antonio is for." Well so much for that plan. Francis sighed.
"You know, you're going to the cafe whether you like it or not." He finally said, grabbing Romano's wrist and dragging him over.
"HEY! Damn you French bastard! Let me go!" Romano snarled. Not that that would happen anytime soon, Francis had a grip like iron.
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"Look, Liz, I don't think it's a good idea." [Name] said as Elizaveta dragged her to a nearby cafe. "What if this guy doesn't like me?"
"Oh, what's the worst that could go wrong?" She said cheer

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Romano x Reader
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"You know…I've always liked your girl."

The words haunted him, dancing in his mind. Distorting (and if not destroying), all of his thoughts. Romano pushed past the huge crowd of people, reaching for your receding figure. Fear choking him stopping the Italia from screaming your name. Another huge wave of humans leaving to go to work or school caused Romano to lose sight of you in the sea of human flesh.

It was only then that he was able to scream your name. But to no avail were you able to hear him upon boarding the subway train to your collage and place of work. Your eyes focused on

ReaderxRomanoLovino Vargas was squirming in his seat.

"Jesus Christ, Grandpa, can't you drive any faster?!"

"Lovino, I'm already going 20 miles over the speed limit. Calm down."

"Ve~, fratello, I'm sure _______ isn't going anywhere. She's probably just as excited to see you!"

Lovino was growing even more impatient by the second. After being gone for two months in Italy, he wanted to see his best friend, _______! But, still a good forty minutes from his home, all he could do was wait. He could still remember when he first met _______, back in his freshman year of high school.

FLASHBACK!! WOO~ WOO~WOO~!!!
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Pay Another Way (Romano X Reader)

"LOVIIIIIIII~" "Oh n- DIOS MIO!" THUMP. Your glomp sent the unaware Italian to the ground with you landing on top.

"IDIOTA, GET THE HELL OFF OF ME!" He struggled under you, scarlet spreading across his face from the closeness. Giggling, you jumped off and help the grumbling man stand up.

You patted his dark brown hair with a cute smile, "Sorry, Romano! You're just so much fun to hug!"

"THAT WASN'T A FUCKING HUG, YOU STUPIDA RAGAZZA!" He shouted, his face burning with what seemed like rage.

For somebody looking at you two, they would think that Romano hates you. He is always kind and friendly towards other girls, the grumpy Italian only ac

RomanoxReaderxItaly: Just Hair

You moaned as the sound of your cell phone went off. Grumbling about how stupid people can be and how impolite it was to call at 3 o'clock in the morning you stumbling around your room trying to find your phone.
"Who is it?" you asked completely out of it.
"_-_________!"
For a moment you didn't recognize the voice, but that accent you could defiantly place, "Italy? What on earth are you doing calling at three?"
"R-Romano and I need your hel-ahhhhhh!"
You heard a voice in the background, "Hang up the damn phone idiota!"
"B-but fratello, _________ can help us ah ah ah ah ah!!"
"Italy, are you alright?" you asked into the phone, "Italy? I

RomanoxReader: Go Google it I follow Lovino down a hallway. I've had a crush on him for as long as I can remember. The problem is he doesn't seem too enthusiastic about me.

"This is the first time I have ever felt this way." I say to him.

"You should start smaller." He says coldly.

"I want to be the one closest to you!" I plead.

"Go away."

I get tense all of the sudden. I try talking to him but the words chocked up in my throat.

"Will you speak up if you have something to say to me dammit?!" he yells.

"I-I want to know what you think of me." He scowls at me.

"I'll just tell you to go Google it."

I gather up my courage and I start asking everything I want to k

Pirate!SpainxReader: Te Amo

"Our ship has been taken!" Eliza shouted running away from the monstrous ship that had gotten near your small sailing ship.
"Hey ladies!" shouted a man with a Spanish accent. You grabbed a piece of splintered wood and prepared to defend yourself and your friend. "Who don't you put hat stick down and come along peacefully, si?"
"No," you said and swung your 'weapon' at the Spanish invader. "Leave us alone we have nothing you want!"
The Spanish pirate laughed, "But I think you do. I mean you're here aren't you, chica?"
You gave him a dry laugh, "Very funny, I know some Spanish too. Tu es un bastardo!"
"Toni we got the girl, are you ready t

I Don't Want To Miss A Thing (Romano X Reader)

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 beau

Pirate!EnglandxReader: Recruit

"Alfred who are these people?" Arthur asked very annoyed at his first mate. He looked over the two strange looking characters. One was a man with short blonde hair who looked very much like Alfred and the second was a woman with (h/l) (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes.
Alfred grinned, "You said we needed more help around the ship so these are my recruits! This is my brother Matthew and his friend __________."
Arthur groaned, "Alfred don't you know it's bad luck to have a woman aboard ship? Miss what are you…miss….miss __________?" But __________ wasn't looking at him instead she seemed to be focusing on something right behind him. "MISS __________!

Mafia!RomanoxMafia!Reader: Not Your Typical Romeo

Groaning you looked to your watch. This was the third time he had been late. If he didn’t show up in the next ten minutes then you would leave and it would be the third time he had failed to show up. It wasn’t as if you didn’t know what he was doing.
Probably something to do with the “family business”.
“Madam, are you ready to order?”
You turned to look at the waiter, “Give him five more minutes.” With a sigh you gazed at the elegance around you. The soft glow of garden lights, the cool air of the outside balcony, the flicker of the candle on your table.
Glancing at the table inside you sa

RomanoxReaderxItaly: Sibling Rivalry

"Umm Feli?" you asked into the phone.
"No Feliciano isn't here," Lovino snarled, "who is this?"
You jumped, "Oh this is ____________."
"What do you want with my idiota fratello?"
Somehow Lovino always seemed to make you feel quite small, like a little rabbit. You didn't know why he seemed to pick on and call you names more. "Umm, well we have our cooking lesson today. I just wanted to know if he was on his way."
"What cooking lesson?" he shouted into the phone.
You let out a squeak, "H-He's been teaching me how to cook." Then the phone went dead, "L-Lovino? Are you there?" No answer. After that you put the phone back. "I guess Feli is o

Outgoing!S.ItalyxCrossdressing!Reader -Oneshot-

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Outgoing!S.ItalyxCrossdressing!Reader Cute -Oneshot- ((

Romano x Reader Frustrations"Lovi! Oh Lovi-chan!" You called up the stairs.
"Don't call me that!" Romano called beck down the stairs, appearing at the top of them. "What do you want?"
"It's not what I want, it's what you want. Like this, for instance?" you pulled a luscious red tomato from behind your back. Romano's eyes widened. He came down the stairs slowly, eyes on the tomato. You started backing away from him, faster and faster until you were both running around the house. Unfortunately for you, Romano had longer legs and he soon caught up to you. He tackled you to the ground, cursing all the while. You gave him the tomato with one hand and smacked him upside the

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Ravis shivered slightly as he walked into the huge church. Ivan had told Ravis that he was finally allowed to join the church choir for Christmas. He looked around for anybody, but only found a girl with (h/c) hair sitting in one of the pews.
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The girl looked up from her binder and smiled at him, making the poor boy blush. She was really pretty. Probably the prettiest girl he had ever met. "Hey there, are you here for choir auditions?"
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Mafia!RomanoxAssassin!Reader: Cupid Carries a Gun

by ~Banshee-Scream, Nov 11, 2012, 5:31:39 PM
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"_________ I have another job for you," a smooth Italian voice whispered into your ear. You had been hired to the Vargas family since you were ten and, at that time, the heir's companion.
"It better not be to clean out the cat's litter box," you grumbled lowering the paper. "That is not in my job description."
Lovino, your childhood friend and boss, circled you and gave you one of his charming smiles, "Not like that bella ragazza. I was thinking more like, you and me at mio fratello's restaurant."
"Mr. Vargas it isn't my job to entertain you anymore," you snipped. After you turned fifteen, Romulus Vargas sent you to learn how to be an assassin. During that time you became ruthless and coldhearted. A relationship, even an abnormal one would be out of the question.
Lovino, head of the mafia, sighed, "___________, why do you hate me?"
Raising the paper so that it hid your face you said calmly, "I cannot hate the hand that feeds me Mr. Vargas."
"When are you going to call me Lovino again," he scowled. "I'd even like it if you called me Lovi again…"
"That would be unprofessional Mr. Vargas," you said turning the page of the newspaper.
You felt a weight on your lap, looking down you saw Lovino's scowling face. "I'm not moving until you call me Lovino."
"Mr. Vargas, I'm a trained killer," you said setting you newspaper on the seat next to you. "If you don't move, then I can always make you. So, Mr. Vargas, would you please move?"
Lovino shook his head, "No, why can't it be the way it was when we were kids? You used to always call me Lovi."
"As I recall you would always protest to being called 'Lovi'," you said flatly.
"I missed you while you were gone ____________," Lovino said taking one of your hands and putting it on his chest, "did you know that?"
"Yes," you sighed, "I got your letters."
Lovino shot up and shouted at you, "So you did get them!"
"I never said I didn't," you said.
Lovino grabbed you by the back of the neck, "____________ ___________, I love you."
Your face turned red involuntarily.
"Go on a date with me," he said leaning forward and kissing you gently on the lips. At first you were like a statue, but soon your lips moved against his like they were made for each other. "Please…please ____________..."
"Yes," you said almost out of breath. "I'll do it…"
"Good," he smirked, "now kiss me."
Grinning you said, "Gladly Lovi…" With that you attacked his lips with yours.