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Just ask me out already!! -RomanoxReader*Just ask me out on a date, you jerk!* You mentally yelled at the guy who was working at a table across from yours. He was currently busy trying to help Alfred with his math work while Gilbert was throwing little pieces of crumpled up paper at Matthew. You laughed quietly to yourself as you saw that your crush was trying his hardest not to swear at Gilbert. Feeling sorry for him, you left your table of well-mannered girls, (Lili, Elizaveta, and Mei, to be exact, in case you forgot) and walked over to his table.

"Do you need any help, Lovi?" you sweetly asked the troubled teacher. "I could take care of this trouble maker for you," you smiled

Special Requests (RomanoxReader)Special Requests
RomanoxReader

*************** Romano's Point of View ***************

Lovino re-read the note scribbled onto the order form. 'You have got to be kidding me,' he thought to himself before placing the finished pizza in it's box and taping the note on top. "Fratello!" he called out, his loud voice echoing through the small pizzeria. Waiting impatiently for a moment with still no sight of his brother, Lovino stomped out of the kitchen and into the staff lounge, running into his Spaniard co-worker.

"Oi, Tomato Bastard, have you seen my brother?"

Antonio stood up from the red couch he had been sitting on and looked at Lovin

Paint Project (Romano x Reader)"Not a chance!"

"Pleeeaaase, Lovi?"

"No, I refuse to paint with you! Why don't you ask my fratello idiota? He's the one that's so amazing at art!"

You sigh in exasperation. The grumpy but lovable Lovino Vargas, one of your closest friends was supposed to come over and help you paint your new room. Your sister moved off to college, and though you miss her -- though you certainly won't miss the bathroom hogging and clothes borrowing that has been going on since you became the same size -- you were ecstatic when you found out you could move into a bigger room. The problem? Drab paint colors! You need some color to liven the place up.

But Lov

Clueless Idiota (RomanoxReader)You were sitting in a café, waiting for one of your good friends, Lovino "Romano" Vargas, to arrive. You never really got why he wanted people to call him that. He told you it reminded him of his late mother who made things with Romano cheese and tomatoes (his two favorite ingredients) a lot. He didn't really want people to call him "Tomato" (though his cousin, Antonio, did so anyways) so he stuck with Romano. Why this crossed your mind, you didn't know. Maybe it was because you had some feelings for the southern Italian man? Yes, you had feelings for him and you weren't going to lie to yourself about it, but you never could tell anyone

How do I look? ~ RomanoXReader"I'm home!" You yelled into the house, arms full of shopping bags from different stores. Your mom had taken – more like dragged- you on her yearly overhaul shopping trip. She said she was "Preparing for winter, since we don't by school clothes together anymore."
With a grunt, you drop the bags on the floor. And when you looked up again, your boyfriend Romano was there, eyeing the bags as if they would explode.
"What's… what's all the stuff, ______?" he asked, kicking a bag and looking at the logo on the side.
"Mom's shopping trip…" you mumbled tiredly.
He nodded, understanding. "Well, do you want to lie down? You do

The Key to my Heart~ BestFriend!RomanoxReader

"Wait for me until I return, mi bella," was the last thing he said to you in person. You both exchanged one hug, before he turned around without looking back, to board the airplane.

You watched him go with tears in your eyes. Even then you couldn't say what you've always wanted to say. Two simple, but beautiful words in his lovely language….

Ti amo….

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"____________, come down stairs, I want to talk to you!" Eliza, your best friend called from down stairs. It was now exactly ten years from that day you said goodbye. You were now in college, rooming with Elizaveta, and

Love Messages RomanoXReader

Love Messages
Romano X Reader

*Flash back from 1 week ago*

Warning: Human Names, arguments, unkown messages, Frying Pan and a wooden spoon!

Lovino POV

"Lovino! Where are you?" shouted (y/n),

I pulled my pillow over my head and moaned, then I heard some load thuds coming up the stairs and my door slammed open and there stood a girl with (h/c) hair standing there grinning like an idiot. She walked towards my curtains and opened them and threw my sheets aside and I was lying there in my red boxers, clutching the pillow trying to make all the sound go away but to only to be shouted in my ear "Wake up sleeping beauty or I have to wake you up

Because - Romano x ReaderRomano x Reader
Because
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Warning! Contains strong language/cursing!

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"Hey, I'm home!" you called, pushing open your front door and stepping inside.

"Oi, Ragazza!" your roommate Romano called back from the kitchen.

The two of you had been friends for a long time, but you had been living with him ever since you had been kicked out of your last place. Which had been, well, a while ago now. His brother, Feli, had actually proposed the idea to the two of you. Romano immediately went on the defensive, cussing out his younger brother, but you thought it was a great idea. So, here you were. It wasn't all that much diff

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!"

Romano x Reader - InterestingYou were always a dreamer. Always. Ever since you were little, you enjoyed watching movies, watching TV shows, playing video games, and reading books to escape from reality. You loved magic and surreal things, sometimes wishing that you lived in those worlds and not the mundane life that you led. You frequently read stories of heroic feats, magical fantasies, sweet romance, and so much more; you wrote as many stories like those too.

However, just because you dreamed doesn't mean that you were always spaced out or stuff like that. No, in fact, you were actually pretty smart as well as perceptive of how others felt, and you knew when to pay at

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Embarazada.

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"!" You gasped and held the test close to your chest. You were pregnant. Pregnant! You were having mixed emotions at the moment but resentment was not one of them. "Yes...!" You squeaked; tears of various emotions rolling down your face.

"___, estas bien? You've been in there for a while..." Your husband, the Spanish Antonio Fernandez Carriedo knocked and asked, worry in his voice.

You gasped, furiously wiping your tears and clearing your voice before saying "Y-yes!

RomanoxReader - More Than Enough

"Why didn't you tell me?" You asked, worriedly.

You were over at Lovino's house after he had skipped school, causing you to worry. He wasn't always like this; even if he did have an attitude and swore his mouth off at the ones who loved him most, he never meant harm, or to do something as drastic as skipping school. You went straight over to his house afterschool to see him moping around on the floor of the living room.

"Nobody would care." He replied back in a monotone voice, flipping through the television channels.

"Okay, now that's bullshit Lovi. I would care! Your brother would care! Antonio and Grandpa Rome would care!" You reasoned.

Romano x Reader - Cowardly ConfessionBAM!

The noise was so loud and sudden that it caused the cheerful Italian to drop his fork of pasta and jump from his seat. He looked over worriedly at the one who made the startling noise—his brother. Romano had banged his head hard on the table (it sounded like it hurt a lot too) and was now muttering a string of curses in Italian.

"Ve~ Fratello, what's wrong?" Veneziano asked his older sibling.

"I can't do it," was the muffled response.

Veneziano tilted his head to the side while wearing a confused expression. "Can't do what...?"

"I can't confess to that ragazza!" Romano exclaimed, standing up abruptly causing the wooden chair he

Burns. RomanoXReaderBurns.
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"What are you doing Romano?" You asked your best friend who was currently stirring something in a pot which smelled delicious.
"Eh?" Romano said, stirring it once more. "Nothing! You were supposed to stay in the lounge room while I cooked Ragazza!" Now trying to cover the mysterious pots of food with his body.
"Eh? Why? But I want to help!" You whined. 'And see what you’re cooking!'
"____! How many times do I have to tell you? I am cooking lunch for you ok?! Just me and you!" He said blushing slightly. "Today My idiot fratello is not home so it’s finally peaceful and I can cook! Go back!" Romano yelled shooing you with his hand. "You'll see it later when I finish!"
"You’re no Fun Romano." You mumbled, and then pulled his curl.
"CHIGI!" He yelled and blushed. "____! I told you not to do that!"
"But your being mean! I just want to see what you’re cooking!"
"Your being mean w

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RomanoXReader- Lasagne, Sauce and Gelato.

by ~Cyndyrellah, Sep 22, 2012, 11:37:50 PM
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Lasagne, Sauce and Gelato.

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You were humming happily throughout your home on the way to the kitchen. You then reached your destination and started scavenging the cupboards and pantries for food.

"Mamma! I'm hungry~!" Your 4 year old daughter called from the living room. "Is lunch going to be ready soon~?"

You then closed the cupboards and walked to the entry which separated the lounge from the kitchen. "Yes my love, don't worry..." you smiled." Anyways we have to wait for daddy to come home so we can have lunch." you smiled.

She puffed her cheeks. "Okay Mamma. Daddy! Hurry up and come home!" She said to no one in particular.

"Yes Romano, Hurry up!" you said before giggling with your daughter as you two were behaving like children, Uh, you were behaving like a little girl.

"Hang on there for a little while longer, I'll start lunch." you said to your daughter. "Okay~!" she responded before running to her room.

You observed your daughter dreamily. She was 4 years already, Isabella Vargas. She had your same (h/c) hair but with a stray curl like Romano, she also had Romano's eyes. She looked like a doll; A living angel in your eyes.

You then sighed and snapped out of your daydream and continued looking in the pantry for something to cook. You looked in the cupboard, spices, pasta sheets, so you took them and put them in the table. You then bent down to the lower cupboard level and looked in there.

Napolitano Sauce, White Sauce, Romano Sauce... You then giggled and grabbed the Romano sauce.

Lovino always got annoyed as his name was always in many items of his country. Romano cheese, Romano Brand, Romano spice, Romano sauce... You then started giggling some more before feeling two strong arms wrapping around your waist and a chin resting in your shoulder.

"I'm home." Lovino grumbled before giving you a kiss in your cheek.

"Welcome home Lovi." You said before kissing his cheek and you laughed again, remembering what you were thinking before.

"What's so funny?" He asked looking over your shoulder.

"Oh Nothing much, I was looking for some things for lunch when I found this." You said and showed him the bottle of sauce. He frowned. "Romano sauce, and how you get angry that your name is in many things."

"Well just-a imagine you being teased for a type of food that is named after you." He huffed into your shoulder. "'Ah, is it Romano, like the cheese~?'" Romano said in a high pitch voice trying to imitate another person. "Seriously it's freaking annoying."

You laughed at his reaction. "Don't worry Lovino..." you chuckled. "It must be easier to remember things."

"Easier to remember my foot. Can't people distinguish me between pieces of freaking food?" He growled. You smiled and turned over to him and kissed his lips. He smiled into the kiss before kissing you back, harder than you had before. He licked your lip and he was about to make the kiss deeper when...

"Ah, Papa, you're finally home!" Your daughter said with a little anger from waiting. "What are you and Mamma doing?" she tilted her head to the side and looked at both of your with her big eyes.

You and Lovino instantly broke the kiss. You were wiping any loose drool that you had and Lovino did too. You two blushed. How embarrassing that their own child had found you two making out.

"A-ah, nothing, Isa..." You laughed nervously.

"Your-a Mamma is right Bambina.., nothing at all!" He two Laughed nervously and scratched his head in embarrassment. 'Damn it!' he cursed internally. He tried not to curse when Isabella was around.

"Oh...Kay..." Your daughter said. "So, Mamma, have you started lunch yet? Daddy's here."

"Not yet baby, you'll have to wait a little longer."

"B-but you said!" she pouted.

"I know, Bella, but uh... i know! I'll make it up to you." You said, your head now spinning in what to say to your child without bringing up anything pricey or impossible.

"...We'll be having Gelato for desert, Bella." Lovino finished your sentence. You then turned to him and light up. 'You're a genius Lovino!'

"How's that?" He bent down and ruffled his only daughter's hair.

"Per favore!" Isabella chimed in Italian.

"Sicuro, Mía bella Bambina." Lovino responded in Italian. "Ti Amo." he said before kissing her forehead.

"Ti Amo tutti Papa!" She giggled before kissing his cheek. You swore you could of melt into a muddle right there. It was too cute when she started talking Italian with her daddy!

"And what about Mamma? Don't you love her too?" Romano teased. You nodded.

"YES! I love her thiiiis much." Isabella said before extending her arms as wide as she could. "Ti Amo Mamma!"

"Di Tutti, Isabellita." You smiled.

"Wow, that's a lot, isn't it ____?" Lovino said before standing up again. You nodded. "Yes! So, Baby, are you going to wait for lunch now? Mamma and Papa will make it straight away."

"Yes Sir!" She saluted and giggled all the way to her room.

Lovino then turned to you and hugged your waist. "...where were we...~"

"Making Lunch." You said before pecking his lips and escaping his embrace to continue looking or the ingredients. Lovino growled.

"What are we making?" Lovino asked.

"Lasagne." You responded. "It will be easy for you and really quick if we do it together so..."

He sighed. "I get your drift; I'll just go get some fresh tomatoes from the garden to put in it." Lovino said before heading outside to the garden. "Ciao, I'll be back in a sec."

"It's ok!" You smiled and started preparing some white sauce in a saucepan and cooking some mincemeat in a pan. All while humming.

"I'm back, again." Lovino said before heading to the sink to wash his red beauties. He then started to chop them in the chipboard in the table.

...

You were now putting the fresh handmade pasta sheets in the tray. Lovino then put a layer of meat and vegetables while you put a layer of white sauce and pasta sheets. You two repeated this process a couple of times until the top of the tray was full. You then finally put the 'Romano sauce' on top and gave it to Lovino who then put the tray in the hot pre-prepared oven and closed it.

"Ah, Done!" Lovino sighed and wiped imaginary sweat. "Now we-a have to wait."

"Not a problem." You said before walking to the lounge and turning on the TV. "We can wait." you said before patting the spot next to you for Lovino. Who sat down next to your and kissed your hair.

"Best way to-a relax." Lovino said while he rested his head in your lap.

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"..mano... Romano... Lovino... Wake up! The timer is done!"

"Agh?" Romano mumbled "Ok." he said groggily and went to get the food. And you went to prepare the table.

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"Waah~! This is aaaahmazing!" Your daughter said when she tried the lasagne. "Papa and Mamma are the best cooks in the world!"

"Even better than France?" you teased. You felt Lovino tense from the other side of the table.

"Even better that Uncle Francis, Uncle Yao and Uncle Turk combined~!" Your daughter smiled. You then felt Lovino relax. 'Even better than the best? That's nice.' You smiled.

"Thank you Bella." Lovino said with a smile. "You're the best."

"Noo, papa, you and Mamma are the best!" Isabella grinned before digging into her food again.

"Isn't she absolutely precious?" You said to Lovino.

"She reminds me of you." Lovino said. You blushed. "She looks so much like you; she is going to be a beautiful woman one day."

"That she will." You smiled sweetly at your daughter who was currently stuffing her face with tomatoes and Lasagne. "She will be a hit with the boys!"

You then felt Lovino tense up again. And he started giving out murderous aura. "...no one will touch her..."

"Lovino?"

"...Or I'll kick their a-"

"LOVINO!"

"A-Ah, Sorry, got caught up in the moment, I forgot." He smiled sheepishly. You huffed. You knew he was protective but that was a whole new level. And he wasn't supposed to swear in front of Isabella.

"Papa! Mamma! Finished!" Isabella said showing her plate, which was now Lasagne and Tomato free.

She was a Vargas after all.

"Good job! Now I'll bring the treat we promised."

"Yay! Gelato!"

"Mm. Cant-a wait." Lovino licked his lips in anticipation. "Bring me the usual!"

"Gottit!"

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"Here you-a-go!" You said trying to feign an Italian accent. Which Lovino laughed at. "Next!"

"Hmmph. No Gelato for you then?" You lifted your brow and smirked.

"N-n-no! Anything but the gelato!" Lovino cried. Isabella giggled. You smiled. "That's right"

"Here you go, Bella!" You said before handing a vanilla gelato cup for Isabella which she said "Grazie!" and started to dig in to her Icy treat. "Mmn! Yum!"

You then put some (flavour) gelato in a clear glass for you and you started to eat it.

"What about me ____." Lovino whined. You just smirked and walked over to him and kissed his lips, which surprised him before you handed him some Pistachio gelato. You then whispered something on his ear that made him blush brighter than his beloved tomatoes.

You'd never seen him eat that fast.

And thus was another day with your beloved famiglia.

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"Papa… what are you doing to mama?"

RomanoXReader- Lasagne, Sauce and Gelato.by ~Cyndyrellah

Literature / Prose / Fiction / Romance / General / Short Stories

_{I couldn't help myself with the last part...//shot}

_{What was your papa doing, Isabella? i don't really know...
Isabella: I don't really know...
Me: Aw~ Let's leave them be, i bet they will be tired later Want some more gelato?
Isabella: Waaaai~ Si~ *leaves to kitchen*
Me: *locks door* *wipes nose* u-uh yeah... lets go...}

This is old~ I've had it in my iPod for a while XD Wanted to post it for a while... i will post more stuff over these 2 free weeks

I HAVE to finish my unfinished stories ...

Random fact: My 11 month old baby sister is called Isabella~

I know its Per favore... Typo i cannot fix now, sorry XD done! My italian is getting fuzzy... time to study agin....