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XxXx Look In Description For Part 1 XxXx AntonioxReader ....Toni. He always made you turn red like his tomatoes. "Hey Lovi~!" You yell. "Tomato-Bastard I told you- Oh. It's you [Name]. What is it?" "Where's Toni?" you ask him. "I don't know music room maybe. Why?" "Can you keep a secret?" "Depends..." "Please grande fratello!" "Fine." "I like Toni." You whispered. "WHAT!? YOU LIKE THAT- MMPH!" You covered his mouth and whined, "Stop it Lovi! Someones gonna hear!" He calmed down so you moved your hand. He sighed and said "Okay, [Name]. But if he hurts you I got the whole Italian mafia on speed dial." "Aw~ You're the bestest I

XxXx Look In Description For Part 1 XxXx AntonioxReader ....Toni. He always made you turn red like his tomatoes. "Hey Lovi~!" You yell. "Tomato-Bastard I told you- Oh. It's you [Name]. What is it?" "Where's Toni?" you ask him. "I don't know music room maybe. Why?" "Can you keep a secret?" "Depends..." "Please grande fratello!" "Fine." "I like Toni." You whispered. "WHAT!? YOU LIKE THAT- MMPH!" You covered his mouth and whined, "Stop it Lovi! Someones gonna hear!" He calmed down so you moved your hand. He sighed and said "Okay, [Name]. But if he hurts you I got the whole Italian mafia on speed dial." "Aw~ You're the bestest I

You groaned, trudging your way up the stairs. Mentally strained from today's studies. All you wanted was a quick nap, but you sadly had homework to try and power through. When you finally made your way up to your room, you swung your backpack off your shoulders and onto the bed, which made a bouncy thud against the mattress. You just wanted to pass out right then and there, but like you thought before, you had the dreaded homework to face. You sat yourself on your bed, pulling your laptop closer to you and as you sat, you felt you tummy push out, reminding you off the terrible day you had. You glare at your chubby tummy, cursing it under yo

"(name)!" your mother called from the bottom of the stairs, "we were going to head over to our friends house. they just put a pool in their back yard. wanna come? could be fun." "which friends?" you asked, even though it wouldn't really matter, none of your parents friends had kids your age or really any one for you to talk to. "Holly's place." right. silly you, she had been talking about that pool for a year now. "sure! i'll come. be right down." you could hear her steps return to what ever they were doing before. you hopped off of your bed and began to dig through drawers. you may or may not still have that swim suit... no, you found it,

Chapter 1 You ran through out the streets of Italy, trying to escape the Allied forces. You were the daughter of Luciano Vargas. The personification of the northern half of Italy. You were Venice. You were his pride, his joy. You were his daughter. But the Alleys had come to your house in the middle of the night, looking to pick a fight with your father. The commotion had woken you up. You had gone downstairs to find your father pinned under a larger man in a black coat wearing a scarf. Oliver, the personification of England, was the first to notice your presence in the room. He greeted you, and your father screamed for you to run away. Yo

 “Ow!” You yelped as you tripped over a cardboard box that sat in your dining room doorway. You caught your balance before you could fall. “I hate unpacking.” You said to yourself as you walked to the front door of your new house. You walked to the trunk of your car seeing only one box left. “Thank you.” You smiled to yourself as you tugged at the box feeling it was heavier then you expected. “This must be my books.” You took one more tug at it as it was in your hands and you stumbled back a couple steps almost losing your balance. “Whoa, Whoa.” You felt a hand on your upper back s

   "Francis! Francis!" the blonde Frenchman turned his gaze away from the eggs he was cooking to look at his little sister, (Name). She was about seven years old with (h/c) hair and sparkling (e/c) eyes.   "What is it, ma petite sœur?" ((My little sister?)) Francis bent down as the little girl ran up and threw her arms around his neck.   "Joyeux anniversaire!!" ((Happy Birthday!)) (Name) cried with joy.   "Qui, moi?" ((Who, me?)) Francis asked, feigning a look of innocence.   "Yes you silly!" (Name) laughed. "I even got you a present!"   Francis smiled, "Alright, just give me a moment so our breakfast doesn't burn~" the blue ey

England X Chubby!Reader ~ Summertime Sadness With a happy sigh Arthur tucked his hand into yours, the fingers interweaving and knitting intimately together. Certainly you were on the bigger side but that meant there was more for him to love and hold at night. The pair of you walked across the sand, feet sinking into the sand with each step. He gently bumped his shoulder against yours causing you to let out a small giggle. Your t-shirt and shorts moved with the breeze moving through the beach. He was so blessed to have you in his life, even more so to be dating you. You were filled to the brim with an ethereal inner beauty that drew him in th

“~Do you want to build a snowman? Come on, let's go and play! I never see you anymore Come out the door It's like you've gone away~” Raivis half-sang and half-asked “~We used to be best buddies And now we're not I wish you would tell me why! Do you want to build a snowman? It doesn't have to be a snowman...~ Raivis laughed “Go away Raivis!” you called as you stayed behind your door. The last time you played with Ravis, Ivan became angry and took his rage out on Raivis. You didn’t want to see him get hurt. You had to do what you had to to protect your friend. ~Timeskip~ It had been three years and Iv

"Dave I have to pee." As it started to rain harder, your bladder started to fill more, as countless street lights passed your passenger window seat. "Can't you hold it in? It's like another 20 minutes til we get back to the apartment." "Can we just stop at a nearby McDonalds? I'll even get you the little kid's apple juice box!" You bargained with your older brother, Dave Strider, who looked at you seriously from behind his shades. His red eyes seemed to pierce your soul, making a wave of fear pass over you, which didn't help your situation. He didn't seem upset at the fact  You looked away, and clutched your knees to your chest. He looks o