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You were a thing of beauty. Flowing (h/l) (h/c) hair that fell perfectly and framed your face and sparkling (e/c) eyes that shown like diamonds. Only you felt your crush hated you.
"Ciao, idiota..." He muttered to you in a sullen tone.
Your face heated up.
Lovino Vargas.
Shiny brick-colored hair and eyes so brown they appeared red. He was a thing of beauty in your perspective.
"Hi, Lovi..." You manage. "What's wrong with you?!" He snaps. "You've been acting this way for so long! It's pissing me off!"
"You're always pissed off..."
"I AM NOT!"
"I rest my case."
He glares at you with a soft hatred. Mumbling curses, he pulls you into a "I'm-trying-to-comfort-you" hug but ends up just crushing you into his chest. He smells of tomatoes and pasta and Italian spices. It's intoxicating.
"You're so stupid..." Lovino murmurs.
"I know you are." You counter. He laughs sarcastically. "Oh thanks!"
"You're very welcome."
Grumbling more, the Italian releases you.
--
You've come to the realization that Lovino may love you back, by the way he blushes when you wear a short skirt, or smile.
It makes you want to scream.
Instead, you write a love letter.
Dear Lovino,
I wish you'd realize how much I really love you.
I know you love me.
Meet me in the park at midnight tonight.
Love,
Your Secret Admirer</I>
Midnight comes. You pace.
12:30.
You see the shadow in the moonlight, and a pair of arms wrap around your waist.
"Ti amo, mi bella _____." Lovino whispers, with the softest, nicest voice you've ever heard from him.
"I love you too, Lovi." A short request for 
I hope you like it, honey.
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Request- RomanoxReader
---I Love You, Dammit---
You smiled as you walked down the beautiful, sunny streets of Madrid, Spain, taking in all of the sights, smells, and sounds of the local market. You were on vaction after you graduated from high school, and like you did everything else, you were alone. Not that you minded. You smiled wider as you listed to the cheery voices of all of the Spanish street vendors, but one voice stood out in particular, and not just because it was in Italian instead of Spanish. It was what the man was yelling that made you cover your mouth in shock and to hide your laughter. (1)"Venire a comprare i pomodori gia bastardi! Sono dannamente
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Reader X Romano (Request)
You stood outside your home, your dress soaked with.... Mullusk juices? Romano was also soaked, but he was soaked with something even worse.
And this all began with a fortune cookie.
Here is what happened...
You were dragged all the way from your house to a fancy restaraunt... That combined many cultures and served many different types of food.
"Romano! Seriously... What's the rush!? Th-"
"Shut up and walk ragazza!"
'Man... Someone's excited...',you inwardly commented.
"____... I have wanted to take you to this restaraunt for a long time and I wanted to say.... ThanksforbeingthereformeandILOVEYOU!"
"Aw... Tha- wait... What?
----At Di
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Request: IcelandXReader
Busting open the door you walked in as Norway, Denmark and Iceland followed behind as your enter the log cabin deep into the woods but not too far from a skiing place.
"This is awesome __________!" Denmark shouted as he ran into the cabin like house.
"Thanks, anyways tomorrow will start to Ski." You said with a nod as you set your things on the floor.
"Which room is ours?" Norway asked looking over at you.
"There are two upstairs and two down here so you guys can choose who gets which room." You said with a nod.
"Okay then Norway and I will get downstairs!" Denmark said with a smile as he ran to one of the downstairs rooms. Norway start
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this is cute, maybe itcould get continued with the ending you gave it XD