Because No One Can Resist an Italian!
anonymous
April 9 2010, 03:45:27 UTC
Italy has the unfortunate habit of falling in love with whoever his brother is currently seeing. He also has an even worse habit of stealing them from him (whether by accident in an 'it just sorta happened' type deal or on purpose is up to anon).
Recently Romano has started seeing Spain, and Italy falls for him and tries to steal him (consciously or unconsciously). However, unlike all the others, Spain simply just prefers Romano.
Bonus: -Spain loves the idea of an Italy-bros threesome, but when forced to pick, chooses Romano. -Romano sees what's happening (again) and tries to break it off before he gets hurt again. Spain won't let him. -Romano's inferiority complex is addressed.
Spain had been listening intently at the latest World Meeting. For about three minutes. In the hour and twenty-six minutes since he had stopped, Spain had alternated between playing charades across the table with France, playing Hangman across the table with Portugal and playing solitaire under the table with his phone.
After the fifteenth loss, and coincidentally the fifteen proposal by America that the world should build a giant crime-fighting hamburger to combat global warming and shitty economies (although only Japan would know that, as he was the only one who was listening), Spain had decided to take a break from playing and check his email. One of his bosses had taught him how to do that, on his phone, after Spain had let slip that he’d gone six months without reading any of his messages
( ... )
Apparently Romano did. In one motion he stood up and dragged Spain by the tie off of the conference table. With his other hand he stopped his brother from leaving, and in a heartbeat’s work he shoved Spain out of the almost empty room, before slamming the door behind him
( ... )
He wanted to make a speech, say something about “You’re no brother of mine” and leave with his head held high, but he couldn’t. All Romano could do was stare at his brother, gasping on the floor, hands cradling his face. Veneziano was probably crying too, but that would pass. He’d get a bruise, Romano would get reprimanded for harming his angel of a brother for no apparent reason, and the world would keep turning.
The sun would rise again.
And Romano still wouldn’t be enough. Not enough to stop his grandfather from leaving. Not enough to stop his own people from leaving. Not enough to make that one grand, intelligent speech at the moment when he knew that he was goddamn justified. Not enough to keep a partner happy. Not as happy as Veneziano could keep them, apparently.
“But you look so much alike with Veneziano’s cute face and your scowly face” maybe that wasn’t the way he should be phrasing things right now. Spain backtracked, “which is also incredibly cute” but apparently those weren’t the right words either as Romano’s only reply was hurling Spain’s phone, which had been lying on the table (still showing that message), at Spain’s head before making another attempt at the door.
With Romano, grand gestures were needed. Statements of love had to be given more ardently, more frequently. He never believed anything unless it was shoved right in his face, repeatedly. And Spain had been fine with that, because he loved letting the whole world know that he was in love, not to mention who he was in love with.
Maybe that had been the wrong way to approach things. Maybe Spain should have been thinking about why it had taken Romano weeks before he had trusted Spain’s declarations (“I love you!” “Sure.” “I love you!” “You’ve said.” “I love you!” “I bet.” “I love you!” “Move your arm, I’m trying to walk
( ... )
Personally, Spain didn’t think there was anything to forgive. But he wasn’t going to say anything like that now; he could have tact too, thank you. “Just give me another chance, Roma. Please.”
“No.”
“Please.”
“No.”
“I love you.”
“Fuck off.”
“The only person I want to be fucking is you.”
Romano stopped struggling. “…why?”
Spain thought about what he could say. He decided on the truth. “I’m not sure. All I know is that I do.”
“Prove it.”
“I will. Every single day. If you’ll-”
“I’ll let you. But only because I’m so fucking good to you.”
Spain smirked. Everything was going to be okay. Crisis averted, he decided to take advantage of their position on the floor (Roma had been ignoring him for so long!) and ground his hips down against Romano’s in a hard circle. This time, not in any way to stop Romano from squirming. It was more of an invitation, really. “We’ve got half an hour until the conference starts up again
( ... )
Re: It's You [5/5]
anonymous
May 9 2010, 12:02:30 UTC
I rarely read Spamano but I really liked this one since the characters, especially the Italys came out believably. Romano was angry and stubborn but had his reasons for it. Italy was bubbly and happy but isn't blameless either.
Mwahaha, my evil mission to make people like Spamano more, and therefore feel the urge to write it more often, and therefore give me more Spamano to read is working! This logic is infallible!
Re: It's You [5/5]
anonymous
May 9 2010, 12:34:12 UTC
I'm not OP, but I've been dying to see this filled! That was great, North was the right amount of villainous and Spain and South were very in character! Believe it or not, I prefer S.Italy to N.Italy, so fics like this always tug at the heartstrings.
Re: It's You [5/5]
anonymous
May 9 2010, 13:07:52 UTC
Really good fic!!!
To be honest, I think the reason that Veneziano is always going after Romano's boyfriends (at least in THIS fic) is that link they share that you write about - Romano feels Veneziano's desire for forgiveness and his pain when he hits him, I imagine that when Romano is in love Veneziano feels some sort of echo of the same love and desire for that person in himself, and acts on it instead of realizing that he's just feeling his brother's feelings, rather than those of himself... perhaps Romano is just better at separating the feelings of his brother from the feelings of himself, and that's why it doesn't happen in reverse?
Since I'm the author, I'm probably supposed to know those things. Erm. At the risk of destroying the mystic veil of authornon storyworld omnipotence, I have to admit: I totally wasn't thinking about their connection as a justification for Veneziano's behavior
( ... )
OP is <333333333333
anonymous
May 9 2010, 14:52:15 UTC
Anon! ANON!!! THIS WAS AWESOME!! Exactly what I wanted, thank you!!
I liked your interpretation of Veneziano (also prefers Romano for some reason...) and Spain is such a sweetie~ <3 Massive <3s and internets for your Spain there. He's just perfect. And Romano! *hugs* So perfect, so awesome.
THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!!
It's fine as it is, but if you wanted to write the beginning part too, well, I won't complain. Not that you have to if your busy and stuff...just saying.
Romano's my favorite character, so it's not hard at all for me to give him a happy ending / make Veneziano a villain for a bit. Glad you liked Spain! This meme is really giving me love-declaration practice.
YOU'RE WELCOME!
At the moment I have no real ideas for a prequel. Maybe sometime, I won't give any concrete no, but right now I've got too much on my plate. I'm sorry OP... ;_;
Re: It's You [5/5]
anonymous
May 9 2010, 19:53:03 UTC
OP must be me because we have the same idea. Everyone always seems to like Vene better than Roma and no matter how much family matters, Romano probably hates introducing his love interests to his little brother. Much like Spain though, I'd choose Romano. ♥
I'm so glad to see this request filled and so wonderfully too! I hope to encounter more of your work!
Recently Romano has started seeing Spain, and Italy falls for him and tries to steal him (consciously or unconsciously). However, unlike all the others, Spain simply just prefers Romano.
Bonus:
-Spain loves the idea of an Italy-bros threesome, but when forced to pick, chooses Romano.
-Romano sees what's happening (again) and tries to break it off before he gets hurt again. Spain won't let him.
-Romano's inferiority complex is addressed.
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Spain had been listening intently at the latest World Meeting. For about three minutes. In the hour and twenty-six minutes since he had stopped, Spain had alternated between playing charades across the table with France, playing Hangman across the table with Portugal and playing solitaire under the table with his phone.
After the fifteenth loss, and coincidentally the fifteen proposal by America that the world should build a giant crime-fighting hamburger to combat global warming and shitty economies (although only Japan would know that, as he was the only one who was listening), Spain had decided to take a break from playing and check his email. One of his bosses had taught him how to do that, on his phone, after Spain had let slip that he’d gone six months without reading any of his messages ( ... )
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The sun would rise again.
And Romano still wouldn’t be enough. Not enough to stop his grandfather from leaving. Not enough to stop his own people from leaving. Not enough to make that one grand, intelligent speech at the moment when he knew that he was goddamn justified. Not enough to keep a partner happy. Not as happy as Veneziano could keep them, apparently.
He was done with this shit ( ... )
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With Romano, grand gestures were needed. Statements of love had to be given more ardently, more frequently. He never believed anything unless it was shoved right in his face, repeatedly. And Spain had been fine with that, because he loved letting the whole world know that he was in love, not to mention who he was in love with.
Maybe that had been the wrong way to approach things. Maybe Spain should have been thinking about why it had taken Romano weeks before he had trusted Spain’s declarations (“I love you!” “Sure.” “I love you!” “You’ve said.” “I love you!” “I bet.” “I love you!” “Move your arm, I’m trying to walk ( ... )
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“No.”
“Please.”
“No.”
“I love you.”
“Fuck off.”
“The only person I want to be fucking is you.”
Romano stopped struggling. “…why?”
Spain thought about what he could say. He decided on the truth. “I’m not sure. All I know is that I do.”
“Prove it.”
“I will. Every single day. If you’ll-”
“I’ll let you. But only because I’m so fucking good to you.”
Spain smirked. Everything was going to be okay. Crisis averted, he decided to take advantage of their position on the floor (Roma had been ignoring him for so long!) and ground his hips down against Romano’s in a hard circle. This time, not in any way to stop Romano from squirming. It was more of an invitation, really. “We’ve got half an hour until the conference starts up again ( ... )
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Romano wasn’t surprised. xDD PRICELESS
That was so cute, Spain/Romano is always loved. Awesome job Anon! :)
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To be honest, I think the reason that Veneziano is always going after Romano's boyfriends (at least in THIS fic) is that link they share that you write about - Romano feels Veneziano's desire for forgiveness and his pain when he hits him, I imagine that when Romano is in love Veneziano feels some sort of echo of the same love and desire for that person in himself, and acts on it instead of realizing that he's just feeling his brother's feelings, rather than those of himself... perhaps Romano is just better at separating the feelings of his brother from the feelings of himself, and that's why it doesn't happen in reverse?
Who knows...
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Since I'm the author, I'm probably supposed to know those things. Erm. At the risk of destroying the mystic veil of authornon storyworld omnipotence, I have to admit: I totally wasn't thinking about their connection as a justification for Veneziano's behavior ( ... )
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I liked your interpretation of Veneziano (also prefers Romano for some reason...) and Spain is such a sweetie~ <3 Massive <3s and internets for your Spain there. He's just perfect. And Romano! *hugs* So perfect, so awesome.
THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!!
It's fine as it is, but if you wanted to write the beginning part too, well, I won't complain. Not that you have to if your busy and stuff...just saying.
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Romano's my favorite character, so it's not hard at all for me to give him a happy ending / make Veneziano a villain for a bit. Glad you liked Spain! This meme is really giving me love-declaration practice.
YOU'RE WELCOME!
At the moment I have no real ideas for a prequel. Maybe sometime, I won't give any concrete no, but right now I've got too much on my plate. I'm sorry OP... ;_;
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I'm so glad to see this request filled and so wonderfully too! I hope to encounter more of your work!
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