ItalianHetaloid

Just fucking do it, Lovino thought. The ragazza doesn’t bite. You looked up and saw Lovino. You mentally smirked. Perfect timing, Lovino. “Hey, Lovino.” “Ciao, ragazza.” He shifted. “Uhm, hey, listen—” You waved at Antonio. “Hey Toni!” The Spaniard turned. “Oh!” He walked over to the two of you. “Hola, (Name), Lovi!” Lovino growled at him. “Idiota, how many times have I told you not to call me that?!” Lovino hissed. Antonio pouted. “But Lovi sounds cute, Lovi!” Lovino just rolled his eyes at him. “Tch. Bastard.” You

 "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!"

"Bloody hell!" An angry British man yelled. "I-I'm sorry!" A [h/c] haired girl yelled. "[Name] do you know how long it took me to get enough money to buy this!?" He yelled, holding up his laptop. "N-no....but I said I was sorry! It was an accident!" You yelled back. "How the bloody hell do you accidentally break a laptop screen!?" "B-But I was us-" Arthur sighed and started rubbing the bridge of his nose. "You know what, [Name]? Maybe you should just go home." "But-" He glared at you. "I said go!" You stepped back with wide eyes as you stared at him in shock. You stomped to his door. "Fine." You turned around towards him with te

"A-Arthur! O-Ow.....s-stop, i-it hurts! I'm not ready!" You screamed "It'll be okay love. Just relax, the pain will go away. Give it time." A certain British male said soothingly    Alfred and Francis had been walking by when they heard you making some strange noises from behind a locked and closed door. They listened carefully, ears pressed against the wooden door. What was going on?   They heard moving on what sounded to be a bed. Then a sound that sounded a little needy.    "Do you want me to stop love?" They heard Arthur say in a soothing and loving voice    "N-No, I can handle i-it! Please keep going!" You nearly screamed    Franc

 "Hehee.." "Stop it.." "Ehehehehehe.." "Stop...all of you!" "What if (your name) doesn't..." "THAT'S ENOUGH YOU WANKERS!" England, was preparing something special for you, on account it had been a full year since you two became friends. He invited you over for tea, and you were going to be over in almost an hour. Now, before this, some of his magical friends came by and decided to visit him. So far, things weren't working out. "But..Arthur.." "Be quiet!" Arthur began to pout before setting a tea bag into the pot he was using. He set up two cups on a nice try with little scones and biscuits. He smiled thinking of you enjoying them. He

WARNING: I swear in this. Get over it, the whole world swears all the time. As I once made an Italian say, “Swearing is good for the soul.” ~ “Ignorant fool!” “Prissy aristocrat!” “Filthy bitch!” “Black sheep!” “Anime freak!” “I take that as a compliment, stuck up bastard!” “At least I’m civilized, arse!” “Well, your language begs to differ!” “Guys, guys, calm down and listen to the hero’s awesome plan!” America interrupted you and England’s bickering. But both of you turned to him in a rage and