Drunk!SpainXReader: Calm Down by FlameRiverAlchemist, literature
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Drunk!SpainXReader: Calm Down
Friday night. This was the night you happily stayed up and watched (favorite TV show(s)) until morning. It was your way of 'celebrating' the weekend... every week.
However something was different about today. You got a call from the local bar around midnight to come pick up your friend Antonio who seemed to have had one too many drinks.
Oh no... though you were madly in love with your happy-go-lucky Spanish friend he was not the most... pleasant to be around when he was drunk.
As the personification of a country, the country of Spain, he has had a hard past that he suppresses within himself. When he was under the influence the
~Como el sol caliente~ *Fem!Spain X Fem!Reader* by VanillaSuu, literature
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~Como el sol caliente~ *Fem!Spain X Fem!Reader*
~Como el sol caliente~
*Fem!Spain X Fem!Reader*
Warning:This is a Yuri!Aka girl X girl!If you don't like it,don't read it! Thank you!!!
The Spanish female applied pressure upon the stiffened shoulders of the girl,as she whimpered in pleasure at the attention which was given to that certain spot which caused the ache to leave her body.
"You really were upset,weren't you,amiga?" the tanned female asked as she still worked her way down to the lower part of the (h/c)'s back.
"Yes!I just can't stand jerks as him!" (Name) sighed contently when Antonia found her weak spot,massaging in soothing circles the certain area.
"God Antonia,you've got won
SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part 10) by xXTomoDachiXx, literature
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SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part 10)
The next morning it was still raining heavily, you shivered as the air caressed your arms while you rose from the heavy covers. You stretched the cramped muscles, then getting up to look decent before checking on Antonio. You were sure that you wouldn’t get into much trouble today but why’d you get that disturbed feeling while you walked through the dim, gray hall? You gulped shakily before power walking to the guest room where Antonio lodged for the night. Your chilly hands rapped the wooden door, in response…no answer.
Again, you knocked.
No answer.
“Antonio?”
You knocked harder on the pale door once again
SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part 9) by xXTomoDachiXx, literature
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SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part 9)
He didn’t know how long he held you in his cold arms but he was happy. Having not been in your presence for quite some time was agonizing; he didn’t care if you probably weren’t in good terms with him at the moment.
Holding you was satisfying.
Now all he wanted to know was that the unpleasant situation evolving you both wasn’t true, that it was just a horrible nightmare. If it was a nightmare, man did he want to wake up and know you were still his, happy and alright.
Sad to say, this was sick reality, you were distraught with him, and he still wanted to know if you still loved him. But right now, he found comfort j
SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part8) by xXTomoDachiXx, literature
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SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part8)
Antonio sighed as he looked towards the unsettling sky that meant a storm was about to befall any time now that dusk. Still, he walked with determination and a small smile on his face. He was quite in a happy mood today, he got the feeling things will go wonderful! The gentle, chilly wind tousled his dark brown hair that never seemed to stay in one place as he paused in his steps. His viridian eyes could see your house from where he stood, just a few more blocks and he’d be singing to you with Spanish song he had prepared. He tugged at the strap of the honey Spanish guitar belted to his back as he resumed walking, gripping the beautiful
SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part7) by xXTomoDachiXx, literature
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SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part7)
This was it.
Antonio stood in front of the white-washed fence gate of your simple home. He managed to stop by Francis’ house to get a bouquet of freshly cut red roses from his garden after school-hours. The sun was already setting quickly today as he stood in front of a pale colored two-storey house with dark green roofs, just like any ordinary home. The green lawn looked recently trimmed as the Spaniard walked through the cemented pathway which led to your front door step nervously gripping the roses. He lifted his tanned finger towards the door bell button; he made a quick recap of what he was going to say to you before mustering the
SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part6) by xXTomoDachiXx, literature
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SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part6)
You lie on your stomach lazily in the couch with head buried to the sofa pillows the next day. You could hear your phone ringing and vibrating somewhere in the corners but you didn’t even bother answering or checking who the caller was. You knew it was the same brunette Spaniard calling you after like 15 tries last night, including the landline. Your phone’s memory was probably full from TONS of unread text messages, and you angrily disconnected the telephone last night. At the moment, you didn’t want to hear anything from Antonio. You always had given unworthy people chances but you gave him ‘too’ many.
A groa
Essence.- Spain x Reader by funkylime123, literature
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Essence.- Spain x Reader
In every mortal soul, there is essence. There is a kind of emotion, a kind of fire kindled from the moment someone is really born. Well, let’s talk about born.
Not biologically born, but the first time you actually feel essence. It can happen at any time, although it usually happens when somebody is still a child. Essence is always there (even after you die) but the fire itself is not lit until you have lived. Essence is essentially life, and life isn’t measured by however many times you breathe- it’s about how many times your breath is taken away.
Some people have had essence their whole lives, and do not need food or w
i love you too || spain by HisAmericanPrincess, literature
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i love you too || spain
Spain x Reader
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You clutched your purse tightly as you walked inside the church, taking a seat in the back row by yourself. You look up to see Antonio greeting people. He's wearing what looks like a very expensive black tuxedo. He soon spots you and smiles brightly, making his way over. "(Name)! You made it mi amiga!" You put on the best fake smile you could muster and stand up to hug your best friend. "I'd never miss it for anything! It is your big day!" You let go of him, your fake smile never fading. "Si~! It is, but I'm very nervous." He said scratching the back of his neck. "You'll be fine Toni. You have no reason to be