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Mafia!RomanoxAssassin!Reader: Cupid Carries a Gun

"_________ 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 assa

I Like Your Curl [Romano x Reader ]Contains:

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

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

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

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

Outgoing!S.ItalyxCrossdressing!Reader -Oneshot-

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

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

RomanoxReaderxItaly: Sibling Rivalry Pt3

Sighing you turned on your side and saw Lovino snoring away. Giggling you pulled the covers over him so that he would catch cold.
Turing around you saw Feliciano muttering, "Mmm, _________ can I have more pasta please?"
"You're so cute," you mumbled kissing him on the forehead. In the back of your mind you wondered how many women were this lucky. To wake up in the morning and see their two wonderful (and sexy!) lovers in bed with them…ok that might sound wrong somehow but you get the point.
"___________, what time is it?" Lovino groaned wrapping his arms around your waist, trying to pull you closer to him.
"Nine," you said. "Umm, Lovi 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

ItalyxReader: Perfect

"__________," Feliciano whined, "I'm so lonely since Luddy left!"
You looked up from your book, "What do you want me to do?"
Feli crossed his arms and put on that cute determined face, "I want to get a girlfriend."
Blushing you said, "Feli you mean-?"
"I need your help to get one to like me."
*cue the sweat drop* "Why do you need me? Isn't Italian the language of love or something?" you shrugged, "Talk to her in Italian."
"____________, I need you to make sure I don't mess up!"
You sighed and got up, "Ok, but I'm driving."
Feliciano-"Then I can tell you my pickup lines."
Today was going to be a long day.

~Time Skip to a park where w

Awesome TrioxNeko!Maid!Reader: Secret

"Please don't let anyone find me," you prayed as you looked for your hat. A fine time to loose part of your disguise. You see you were a mutant, not the cool kind like in x-men. A long time ago a chemical spill contaminated a large part of the ocean giving some people certain animal parts.
For you, well you were what people referred to as a neko. You had the ears and tail of a cat as well as some of the reflexes, so it wasn't all bad. But while as the tail was easy to hide your kitty-cat ears were not. That's why you wore a hat.
"_________ is that you?" a voice from behind asked. You turned to see Alfred and his friends Mathias and Gilbert.

~A crave for Nutella~ (RomanoXReader)~A crave for Nutella~

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You woke up in the middle of the night from a angry tummy. Oh right it was yours. You gently got up from laying down on your bed to sitting on your bed remembering that you skipped dinner today because you had to work late or your boss would of killed you for being lazy.

"A late night snack wouldn't hurt." You quietly said as you got up to go to the kitchen but then you felt an arm wrapped around your waist stopped your tracks.

It startled you causing you to turn your head quickly to the following arm seeing a sleeping Italian snoozing away into dreamland.

You smiled warmly at your boyfriend Lovino, You've been

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!"

Request-Of scarves and colds [RomanoxReader]Ah, dammit! W-Why must it be so c-cold...?"

"Do you want to borrow my scarf, Lovi?" you asked your grumpy friend. You cared for Lovino deeply, and didn't want him to get sick.

"R-Ragazza... T-That's a nice offer, but... no thanks."

"If you say so... Well, there's my apartment complex. See you on Monday!"

"C-Ciao...", and with that he left, still shivering from the cold.

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Saturday...

"Thank you for shopping with us! Have a nice weekend!" the cashier of the sewing shop said, and put your purchased things into a white plastic

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

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It had been two weeks since you had transferred to Ouran High School. Not your first choice, but it had a good arts program.
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Mafia!RomanoxMashup!DJ!Reader

by ~Banshee-Scream, Nov 9, 2012, 10:30:53 PM
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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 that potato bastard still own us."
Feliciano nodded.
"He can clear his debt if he can get his brother to get her," he pointed at the TV, "to his club."
"Really, why he-." Feliciano stopped when he saw the DJ. Now he understood. "Ok."
Lovino Vargas, head of the Italian mafia always got his woman.

Three days later…

"Ah, another night of music," you smiled picking up your paycheck from gilbert.
"Ciao, bella," a voice from behind made you turn around. He was handsome.
You gave him a small smile, "Hi I'm _________; can I do anything for you?"
"I'm Lovino, and I think you can," he leaned in close to you, "dinner maybe?"
"Sure," you said giggling at his accent. It was just too cute.
Lovino put his arm around your shoulders, "So you're a DJ…"

About nine dates later…

"I really like you __________," Lovino said pulling you closer as he walked you home.
Leaning against his shoulder you whispered, "I like you too Lovi…"
"D-don't call me Lovi dammit," he said turning red. "A-as I was saying. We've been dating for a while now and I was thinking that maybe……." He mumbled the last bit.
"What?"
"If you would like to move in with me…" he said al little louder.
Giving him a kiss on the cheek you said, "Sure, I'd love too."
"It's just that…" he seemed to be searching for the right words to say. "I'm…"
"In the mafia?" you asked.
He jumped away from you, "H-how do you know?"
You giggled, "I kinda figured it out on my own. There was also that time I found a bloody blanket in the trunk. So it was either you were a serial killer or something else. And seeing as you haven't killed me yet I waiting and figured it out."
Lovino grabbed both your arms and kissed you full on the lips. "You're amazing…"
"Thanks, I think so too."