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Join My Party? Chapter Seven The two of you sat in comfortable silence, barely even aware of the world unless to stare out at it through the window. Isabella looked at the two of you with a small smile on her face. Although it wasn't exactly the time for her to be useful as a waitress, she'd be entertaining herself by watching your exchange. If she was honest, she had barely seen you with even a small hint of a smile yet here you were unknowingly pulling one of the biggest you've had in a while. She liked it, she thought of you as if you were a member of her obnoxiously large family, so it was nice to see you happy. Didn't help that she t

A Thousand Notes Chapter One “KESESESESE! Luds, you’re so easy to annoy!” A loud voice rang through the hall. With the voice starting to become louder and louder. You turned around in confusion, wasn’t the voice meant to be going away from you. Before you even knew what was happening, you were thrown over onto your side and the wind was knocked out of your lungs. “Yeesh! Watch where you’re going!” the loud voice said disgruntled. I think that’s what I’m meant to say to you. You thought unimpressed in the slightest. “Well aren’t you going to apologise?” He demanded as

Join My Party? Author's Note: Just a minor warning there is a fair bit of explicit language in this series, mainly due to the fact that Romano and yourself have such the potty mouth. Also the full title is Tsundere!Romano x Tsundere!Reader but dA didn't like the length. Hope you like ^u^ Chapter One The whirring of your computer fan rang through your bedroom accompanied by the sounds of your favourite RPGMMO and the clicking sounds of your keyboard. This was how your usual Friday nights were spent. There was also usually several litre bottles of your favourite carbonated drink and several pounds of your favourite snack food. You sat at you

Up Where The Haru Dwells Prologue It was a crisp blue day down on the ocean floor. The octopi were scuttling around, small schools of fish swimming up above, jellyfish floating along and the sounds of Mermaid’s preparing for batt— I mean sea shell hunting. Mermaids swam by the hole in your cave grinning and throwing rocks at each other playfully, off for another day of shell hunting and fish caring. Sounds like so much fun! Sucks to be them, you plan on skipping. You happily grinned to yourself after you swam right out of your cave, sneaking away from your mother and sisters. You cackled to yourself as you looked back at the ca

Italy x Athletic!Reader Fanfiction - An Olympic Games to Remember ~ Part 2 You awoke to some very loud knocking on your door, and you groaned. Today, you didn't need to be up early, the plane wasn't due to set off until one in the afternoon. So you wanted as much sleep for the day ahead, even though you could sleep on the two hour long plane, you were actually planning on trying to get to know Feliciano more. If you were honest you actually thought there was something strange about the boy, he didn't just seem like the seventeen year old Italian that lived in Venice. And you were determined that you were going to find out before the ending o

You had been dating the very flirtatious frenchman for a week now. Your friends thought that he was just a perverted man, but you saw that he was something different. Sure, he may be a little perverted, but if you knew how to handle it, he was a sweet man. Tonight, Francis had promised you to take you out to dinner. You were all for going over to his place and eating in - since his gorgeous food was just one of the perks of being his girlfriend - but Francis insisted on taking you out to a fancy resaurant. You sighed in happiness and looked over at your boyfriend at the other side of the table. You smiled sweetly at him, and in return you g

You were sat down on one of the chairs on the top of the boat, focusing all your attention on not vomitting. You were dragged onto the boat by your neighbour Alfred F. Jones. He brought along his brother, Matthew, Arthur, Yao, Francis and Ivan. No matter how many times you protested, he literally come over to your house and dragged you out. In...You thought as you breathed in, Out...In...Out...In...Ou- "YO!! [f/n]!!" Alfred called to you. You took the mistake of opening your eyes, and looking at the loud American nation stood a few feet in front of you. Behind him you could see the waves... You ran over to the side of the boat to throw up.

You walked down the street, your hand being held by the one person in the world which you would die for. Your boyfriend, Arthur Kirkland. Only seventeen… I knew a simple soldier boy He was signed up for the army by his father. So young to go to war…Only seventeen… Who grinned at life in empty joy, You looked over at him, and saw him grinning back at you. You grinned. You were happy with him. You didn't want him to leave you to go to war. Only seventeen… Who slept soundly through the lonesome dark, You liked how when the two of you went to the movies together, he would sometimes fall asleep in the dark cinemas. He wou

Scarred You got out. The entirety of your group had left the mansion. England, America, France, China, Russia, Canada, Prussia, Spain, Romano, Japan, Germany, Italy and yourself. All very much alive, hearts beating strong and heavy breaths, but breathing all the same. Your group just stood staring at the mansion from metres away relishing the feeling of freedom. Though your group had their fair share of injuries, none were immediately fatal. The countries who had gathered around the mansion to help were now fussing over those closest to them. Italy's body wouldn't stop trembling, not quite believing that the endless cycle of death and sadn

Scarred You got out. The entirety of your group had left the mansion. England, America, France, China, Russia, Canada, Prussia, Spain, Romano, Japan, Germany, Italy and yourself. All very much alive, hearts beating strong and heavy breaths, but breathing all the same. Your group just stood staring at the mansion from metres away relishing the feeling of freedom. Though your group had their fair share of injuries, none were immediately fatal. The countries who had gathered around the mansion to help were now fussing over those closest to them. Italy's body wouldn't stop trembling, not quite believing that the endless cycle of death and sadn