Hetalia kink meme (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
hetalia_kink) wrote2012-06-03 02:47 pm
hetalia_kink) wrote2012-06-03 02:47 pm
Hetalia Kink meme part 15
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hetalia kink meme
part 15
hetalia kink meme
part 15
Ahh yeah that is the super duper delayed Christmas reveal for 2009 LOL...just found the time to finish it now...
clean wallpaper version HERE
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Spain/Chibi Romano- Romano thinks he's going to be abandoned
(Anonymous) 2010-10-16 03:23 am (UTC)(link)Of course, Spain comes back for Romano and even with his usual denseness he notices something's not right...
Bonuses:
Romano desperately tries to be cute and obedient for Spain.
The Spanish inquisition seems like a walk in the park compared to the revenge Spain dishes out on the 'Friend'
"Dumped" [1/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-10-19 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)It had been a surprisingly cold day in the Spanish Empire that day. Had it fit the mood? Probably. It was going to be a sad day for a certain Italian. The caretaker of him knew this well. It wasn't his fault that he had to go to war...It was just a coincidence. Really.
"Stupid Jerk!! Where the hell are you?!" A screech from the hallway cried.
Antonio, the owner of the giant house lay in his bed, his hair tossed and sprawled everywhere on the pillow beneath his warm head. It was the last time he'd sleep in the bed for awhile. He regretted that. Couldn't his opponent form a treaty? He didn't want to leave his Italian subordinate, otherwise known as "Romano" to his pal, Austria and to his brother and his passed grandfather as "Lovino". He called him "Lovi", despite his acts of protest. He thought it was cute! So what?
"Mmmm~" Antonio hummed into his pillow, squeezing it as if it might have been the toddler he had been "blessed" with. Sure, the little twit was a big pain in the arse sometimes, but he knew how to pick up Antonio's spirits at the end of the day. Even if it resulted in a rather painful head butt.
The door to the Spaniard's bedroom swiveled open, and a brunette head, around the height of about 3'7 peeked through. A slight blush on his cheeks, padding his small feet over to the tall bed, easily hopping on and softly kicking his boss's back.
"Buongiorno." He whispered, sitting on the soft bed right beside Spain's head. "Ho fame. Mi fai qualcosa da mangiare."
Antonio turned his head, unable to understand the boy. "Now Lovi, you know I don't know Italian yet...Something about a good eat?"
Lovino scoffed and rolled his eyes, switching over to his limited Spanish.
"Buenos días."
"Ahaha~ Good morning to you too. But you can speak in English seeing as we both know it. C'mon Lovi, now what was that last part?" Antonio picked up the child gingerly into his arms, leaning against the headboard. He shifted his emerald eyes from Lovino to the room, giving it one last look over before having to go to war with the other nation. It was clean, he noticed. Lovino had been doing a good job in it other than the dust floating around. He understood that his little blessing couldn't reach that high on the shelves...but could he at least try?!
"Hungry." He huffed.
"Aah. Boss will make you something after he makes a phone-call okay?" Antonio smiled, kissing his forehead, not noticing how close he was to Lovino’s curl.
Antonio was really going to regret the phone-call that he would have to make to his old enemy, England. Sure, they were old pirates. They got around. The ocean and the French that is. Well... He had to love SOMEONE. Lovino was not of age at the time and France was always welcome.
Antonio got up from his place in the bed and strode to the closet, setting the Italian down on the dark wooden floor.
"Go fetch some tomatoes for Boss, por favor." He said, striding off to get the phone.
Re: "Dumped" [1/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-10-19 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)“Loviii…” Antonio sighed, looking down as he heard the dial tone, quickly patting in the number. “Go outside and pick some better ones.”
“But…They’re fine!!” He dropped them, throwing a hissy fit.
“Lovi, come now, I’m on the phon--”
“JERK!!”
There was a loud patting of feet before a loud slam on the door.
“Spain? What to you want?” A snippy voice answered, rubbing his eyes.
“Ah! England! I have a favor to ask...”
“The answers no.”
“Wha?! No, I mean… Can you watch over Romano for me?”
Lovino only simulated the slam to see what it’d do. He was listening in on the conversation between the two adults.
“What! Why would I want to watch over that bloody twat!?”
“Well, since I lost that last battle… you kind of owe me.”
“So?”
“So, I need your help! I’m going off to war today, and Lovino can’t watch himself… I’ll be sure to pay you back!”
“…..How much, you bloody--?”
“Ten million.”
England stood at the phone in shock for a moment. How big of a trouble WAS Romano? Sure, he was weaker than his brother in some ways…So how was paying him millions of dollars in bribery going to convince him?
“W-Well…”
“You want higher?”
“No. That’s fine. How long?”
Antonio didn’t know. He was feeling guilty now that he had to leave Romano for who knows how the hell long. He taught him how to write in Spanish to him, so at least he could understand his illegible scrabbling.
“Until I come back.”
“Fine. Have him over at noon.”
“That soon?” Antonio asked, twiddling the phone cord in his fingers. “I’ll only see him before I go that soon?”
“Well, you wanted me to watch over him, so you’re going to have to follow my rules.”
He sighed, pressing a hand to his forehead. “Sounds fine, Arthur. I’ll see you in three hours.”
“Mm.” He pressed the phone to the reciver, going off to make dinner.
Antonio stared at his phone before hanging up, going downstairs quietly. He would only have three hours left between his available time with Lovino. He would only be to war for a few weeks if they weren’t so bad…But the Turkish Empire could be rather merciless…
“Lovino?” He called, seeing a confused Italian sitting on the couch. “Are you okay?”
“Who did you talk to?”
“Just a friend. You don’t need to worry, okay?” Antonio forced a smile, picking his subordinate up and cradling him into his firm chest.
“Hey!!”
“Shh.”
“Don’t tell me what to do, fuc—“
“Lovino, hush… I need you to be a big boy now.”
Lovino was so confused that he just gave up, growling softly at his boss. He didn’t know what or who it was about.
He’d get it out of him later.
OP
(Anonymous) 2010-10-22 09:42 am (UTC)(link)This is off to such a good start! I'm so looking forward to the next part!
Just a quick thing, maybe you should put this in the fills list?
Author!Anon
(Anonymous) 2010-10-23 01:59 am (UTC)(link)Aahahah This is anon's first fill and she keeps screwing up! XDDD Anon apologizes in advance.
Re: "Dumped" [1/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-10-25 12:24 am (UTC)(link)Re: "Dumped" [1/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-10-25 03:10 pm (UTC)(link)Re: "Dumped" [1/?]
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