Annoying Roma [Drabble][Romano x Reader] by Rea113, literature
Literature
Annoying Roma [Drabble][Romano x Reader]
Annoying Roma – Drabble
We're talking about our dear Romano here, so of course, there will be swearing xD I told you. Don't like, don't read ^w^
„Next one, please!“ the opulent woman half shouts, half whispers, clearly not trying to be nice to her co-workers, but only herself by not using her voice too much.
The young man takes a few steps forward, crossing the yellow line printed on the floor, along the words “Do not cross, Privacy!” and stops in front of the now empty counter.
“How can I help you, sir?” The woman, according to the name sign on her left collar known as Ms Baker, asks in a bore
France takes out a pan, ready to begin his day with a nice breakfast. Maybe he could make some pancakes with the receipt Matthew left the last time he visited...? Suddenly, something adorning the metal of the pan catches his eyes, and, cerulean orbs widening in horror, he drops the kitchen utensil while a high pitched scream and a string of curses escapes his throat. "Mon dieu!" Two patches of hair are glued to the iron, reminding him of thick, ugly caterpillars - and someone whose reminder already annoys him this early in the morning. "Angleterre! You'll pay for that!" he curses, slamming the pan he just picked up to examining the blond, boa
Annoying Roma [Drabble][Romano x Reader] by Rea113, literature
Literature
Annoying Roma [Drabble][Romano x Reader]
Annoying Roma – Drabble
We're talking about our dear Romano here, so of course, there will be swearing xD I told you. Don't like, don't read ^w^
„Next one, please!“ the opulent woman half shouts, half whispers, clearly not trying to be nice to her co-workers, but only herself by not using her voice too much.
The young man takes a few steps forward, crossing the yellow line printed on the floor, along the words “Do not cross, Privacy!” and stops in front of the now empty counter.
“How can I help you, sir?” The woman, according to the name sign on her left collar known as Ms Baker, asks in a bore
France takes out a pan, ready to begin his day with a nice breakfast. Maybe he could make some pancakes with the receipt Matthew left the last time he visited...? Suddenly, something adorning the metal of the pan catches his eyes, and, cerulean orbs widening in horror, he drops the kitchen utensil while a high pitched scream and a string of curses escapes his throat. "Mon dieu!" Two patches of hair are glued to the iron, reminding him of thick, ugly caterpillars - and someone whose reminder already annoys him this early in the morning. "Angleterre! You'll pay for that!" he curses, slamming the pan he just picked up to examining the blond, boa
Stay Your Hand (Assassin!Reader x Noble!Austria) by UnluckyAmulet, literature
Literature
Stay Your Hand (Assassin!Reader x Noble!Austria)
That morning, Roderich Edelstein had the strangest feeling he was being watched.
It was nothing tangible he could really outright claim was the source of his ill-at-ease feeling, that nagging sensation rattling in the back of his head that something was just a little off about that morning. He attended to his affairs as usual, moving about his estate in a brisk, efficient manner that belied his inward sense of unease. He reasoned with himself that perhaps he was over-tired. Yes, that had to be it- he had simply been working too hard recently. The expansion of his estate was proving to be quite time-consuming and stressful. Eventually, satisf
S. Italy x Reader - Mozaik Role by GalacticCake, literature
Literature
S. Italy x Reader - Mozaik Role
S. Italy x Reader - Mozaik Role
"Go get chocolate or ice cream, mon dieu." Francis whispered to Gilbert, who nodded, quickly left the room and ran to the kitchen.
"(Y/N), no llores, por favor!*" Antonio's voice cracked while he held your trembling hands.
You were wrapped up with your favorite blankets, just your face appearing out of the furry pieces of fabric. Your sobs could be heard from the kitchen, which worried Gilbert a bit - while he struggled to find the requested items. Francis sat by your side on your large and comfortable sofa, trying to comfort you and wipe some tears away, Antonio was kneeling in front of you, holding your sh
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