PrincessOdile

Romano x Reader Ti Amo means I Love You ♥ "Romano!" you yelled, barreling through the busy, tourist-filled streets of Naples right behind your friend. "Ti amo!" you sang, throwing yourself onto him in a hug. He almost had a heart attack. You squished him in your arms, crying, "Ti amo!" brightly once again before letting the Italian go and smiling up at him. He stared back with a mix of emotions you couldn't gauge completely clear on his face. He still half-looked like he was dying from surprise, but his face was growing redder by the second, his brows were furrowed, and his scowl was deeper than normal. So, you braced yourself, a

Up on a mountain, three hours by foot from the city, there is an abandoned mansion. Not one person knows how long it has been there, who used to live in it, or why it was even built. Rumours said that it was haunted. But we know better now. HetaOni Introduction "Ve! It's really here!" a young Italian man with auburn hair, a weird curl sticking out to his left, and a dreamy expression on his face excitedly cooed as him and his friends stared at the large mansion on the mountain they had spent just hours looking for. "I believed it was just a rumour," a slim Asian man said, gazing up at the house with dark eyes from under his neatly cut

Russia x Reader The Lady in Crimson X Warning! Contains violence! X A revolver laid on the table, polished to a shine in the dim light of the windowless room. Your long red silk dress shimmered softly as you found a comfortable sitting position on the sofa next to the table. Lavender eyes shone mischievously, too, as they stared at you from across the room. Not a word was exchanged as the man those eyes belonged to reached forwards and grabbed the weapon from the table.. His eyes looked like they were supposed to soften, but the gleam only grew harsher as the large man smiled, and you suppressed a shudder. He dropped the bullet into

Nordics x Reader Merry Christmas ♥ "Sorry I'm late!" you called, bursting into your good friend Finland's house, but you stopped. You were met with a very... well, you would say strange sight, but it really wasn't not normal. You just were not expecting to walk through the door and see a Norwegian man choking a Danish man with his tie while the one from Iceland watched with mild interest. "Eheh," you started to giggle nervously, "What's going on here?" "__-__-_________!" The Dane gasped and struggled to make himself heard as the tie tightened around his neck. "Make him stop!" he whined as Norway pulled on the suspiciously dangerous

Prussia x Reader Final Night ♥ You ran. Your breath came in short gasps as you jumped over logs, ducked under branches, and dodged around trees. You didn't care if you fell. You just needed to not stay at that place. You needed to be there. Now. Panting, your feet stopped and you were still. Your chest rose and fell as you stared around the clearing, mind clear and empty. You were relieved to be here, a fine, delicate and ornate set of old ruins the color of marble and pearl long forgotten about in the dense forest. A man with messy silver hair sat on one of the ruins, a book open on his lap and a pen in his hand while the moonligh

Wa! Wa!! World Ondo English Lyrics Axis: Wa! Wa! Wa! Italy: Sore, sore, sole! Allies: Wa! Wa! Wa! Russia: Sovi, soviet! China: Aiyah! Aiyah! Italy: Sore, sore! Italy: A handshake and a kiss, buon giorno Japan: And from Japan a konnichiwa Germany: Now align your ranks! Guten tag! Italy: Now, now, everyone, sing with Italy! Italy: Sole! All: Wa! Wa! Wa! World~! Wa! Wa! Wa! World~! Italy: Everyone, form a circle Germany: Form a flower All: Let's all dance to this World Ondo~! Italy: Oh, sole! France: The English, their only counter is sarcasm. England: Like how Paris isn't full of frogs! America: Houston, we'll have a probl

Norway x Reader Jeg Er Glad I Deg means I Love You ♥ "Hallo?" you called out to the silent house as you shrugged out of your coat and placed your things down. Silence greeted you. "Anybody?" Your voice echoed through the house with no response and you frowned. Always, almost every single time, you came home to an empty home. It wasn't like it was early either. Your watch said it was well past 8:00 o'clock. Oh well. There wasn't much you could do about it. No one "officially" lived here besides you, so you couldn't complain, but people tended to come and stay a night, or two, or ten. Usually it was the fun group of people known as

Sweden x Reader So Gentle Yet So Bold ♥ "It's snowing! It's snowing!" The white flakes floating and twirling around outside the windows and landing gently on the white, sparkling ground for the first time this year had you ready to break apart with excitement as you ran screaming and yelling through the house. "Snow! Oh my God, snow! Berwald!" you yelled, frantically searching for the tall blond man. You weren't normally so hyper, especially about something as trivial as the weather, but the magic of the season had you in a frenzy. It was beautiful, and, even though the cold was harsh, it was wonderful to play in, and then it was

Switzerland x Reader Three Words ♥ You couldn't count how many times this had happened. Five, or ten, fifteen, or twenty? It was funny how you thought the numbers mattered. As you curled up on the curb outside in the cold, a strangled sob escaped you. How many times had they said anything? How many times had the nasty whispers been hushed as you walked by? Had they given you dirty looks? Had they made you feel like this? How many times, how far too many times, had you sat alone and cried? You could cry to the point where it gave you a migraine and you still couldn't stop the sobbing, even when the tears dried up. But the next day