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Spitfire (Romano x Strong-Willed!Tsundere!Reader)
WARNING! This story will contain profuse cursing/bad language, name calling, and maybe even a bit of blood.
Chapter I
(Y/n) wasn't any ordinary girl. She was a beautiful one to say the least. She had silky smooth (s/c) skin and beautiful flowing (h/l) (h/c) hair. Her eyes were the prettiest shade of (e/c) anyone could have ever seen, and her voice was just melodic. Now that was only her appearance.
She had a kind soul as well, but you had to kick down some cement walls with your bare feet to get her to be nice to you. Her mother despised her, yet her father loved her to bits. (F/n) would do anything for his sweet little girl so when (y/n)
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Misunderstood: Russia x Male!Reader
Misunderstood:
(Russia x Male!Reader)
The cold breeze hadn’t affected the small (H/C) male at all. In fact, he had enjoyed the harsh winds as it brushed through his hair and swept across his (S/C) face. Smiling, he skipped up the steps to the building where a meeting was being held place. Being friends with mostly everyone there had meant no arguments or fights for him. Entering the tall building, he quickly made his way to the room.
Entering the loud room, he looked around, easily finding a certain tall man who he had met years ago. After a bit of time, they had become close and easily fell in love. However, the tall Russian wanted
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Marcescent.- Romano x Reader
WARNING: CONTAINS POSSIBLE TRIGGERING MATERIAL AND PROFANITY. PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK.
Marcescent
[adjective]
1. Withered; weak
2. Withering but not falling off, as a blossom that persist on a twig after flowering.
Etymology: from Latin marcescere - to grow weak, from marcere – to wither
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She had always been a messy sort of person.
The tangles of her hair brushed his skin in a way that he couldn’t describe. Smudges of charcoal stained her fingertips, and her clothes were often splattered with paint. She was strange in her own way—she loved herself even with the full bottle of sleeping pills under her bed, and sh
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This has literally been my mood for the past few hours. Random Romano pick up and I love this song!
Song:
Therapy by All Time Low
Song:
Therapy by All Time Low
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awww so cute