Spain x Reader: Spanish Movies (Drabble) by SherryVeramuto, literature
Literature
Spain x Reader: Spanish Movies (Drabble)
“Spain?”
“Sí, chica~?”
You sat in front of the TV watching some movies in your friend's house, Spanish movies mind you, and said friend, Spain, had been in the kitchen when you called him.
“What is it, amiga~?” Spain poked his head into the living room.
“Why are all the movies from your country so weird, amigo?”
“¿Qué? What do you mean, chica?”
“Just what I said. Why are all of your movies so weird? I've watched a few of them now and they're really.... weird and unusual.”
Currently you were watching Maria Full of Grace, and currently the main
Horoscope Proposals | Aquarius [Spain x Reader] by terrahilgard, literature
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Horoscope Proposals | Aquarius [Spain x Reader]
Aquarius
You kept your hands in your pockets the entire time while Spain dragged you to one of the observatory towers. You didn't have any problems with that, though. You loved the place. It was just that Spain told you to get up so early in the morning just so the both of you could go here that made you so prissy. Spain led you to a telescope.
"Hey! I've seen the view from here before. It's really pretty," he pointed at it and looked back at you. "Wanna have a look, [Name]?"
You sighed. "You won't stop bothering me until I do, anyway." you frowned and looked away.
Spain chuckled at your attitude slightly, ea
Boyfriend!Spain x Reader- Still Into you -songfic by SilverFickle, literature
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Boyfriend!Spain x Reader- Still Into you -songfic
Can't count the years one hand
That we've been together
“Fernandez.” Oh no. Girlfriend referring to me in the last name; what did I do? Slowly, I walked to where she is seated. The beautiful chica is staring somewhat angrily at her computer screen.
“Tesorito?” I uttered sheepishly. Genuinely scared, who knows what’s she mad for? She’s rarely mad, trust me, I know. It’s been 3 years since we’ve dated and we’ve known each other since middle school.
“Drop the ‘my little treasure’, why is there 300 girls stalking you on this social network? 300?&
SpainXReader You Need to Eat! by xPandux, literature
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SpainXReader You Need to Eat!
SpainXReader You Need to Eat!
'Man, why did I choose to do this?' I crawled up the stairs to my [class after lunch] class, after having chorus during lunch,* so I couldn't eat, again. 'Curse you high school credits!' My stomach growled, loudly. My mind, however, was stuck on how to pronounce the words to a specific song we were going to sing.
((AN: my school has chorus at lunch, and usually it takes up most of the period but they give us time to eat, like 15 minutes, or you can eat during chorus.....and yes, this is what happens to me. It's not healthy.))
"Hola _______! Where were you? I thought we were going to hang out today." By the sou
Crazy Spainish Laws ReaderXSpain ~Crack~ by Cheezit1x1, literature
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Crazy Spainish Laws ReaderXSpain ~Crack~
"Spain~! Spain~!"you yelled as you ran up to him and wrapped your arms around him into a warm hug.
"Hola [Name]!"he said as he hugged you back.
"So how have you liked Seville so far?"he asked curiously.
"Great! I love it here!"you said as you laughed but stopped when your stomich growled loudly.
"Fosososososososososo!"he laughed full heartedly.
"S-Shut up!"you yelled embarresed, as you pounded on his chest.
"Come on, lets go get something to eat."he said laughing off your string of insults aimed toward him.
You both sat down and ordered some churros. While waiting you both chatted happily until your food arrived.
"Thank you!"you both said as
Mute!SpainxReader: Love is Unspoken by FearlessLullaby, literature
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Mute!SpainxReader: Love is Unspoken
A pair of soulful emerald green orbs gazed straight into yours calmly, but filled with a deep sadness that broke your heart into a tiny thousand pieces. You'd never seen anyone look so... defeated before.
Your boss had ordered you to take care of the Spanish man by the name of Antonio Fernández Carriedo; the reason being that he was mute. Silent. Never to speak again.
From what you'd been told, it appeared as though he wasn't born that way, but rather, an accident had damaged his vocal chords to the point where they would no longer function.
You handed him a completely blank notebook, along with sharpened wooden pencils that had good
~Small Favors~ A Spain x Reader One Shot by angelicdusk, literature
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~Small Favors~ A Spain x Reader One Shot
"Again, (f/n)? Really! This is the eighth blind date you've set me up on this month!" you exclaimed into the speaker of the
phone.
"Yeah, so?" your best friend replied. "But I don't see you putting yourself out there trying to get dates!"
"I never asked you to do it for me! I can get a date.. If I wanted," you quietly added.
"Uh huh.. well so are you going or not? I'd hate to have wasted my precious time, just trying to find you someone.. Only
because I care about you.. And it's only what friends do for each other.. Best friends may I-"
"Okay okay I'll go. Just quit with the guilt trip," you replied sullenly, perfectly imagining the vict
The Right One [Spain x Shy!Reader] by Cross-Angel-Chan, literature
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The Right One [Spain x Shy!Reader]
The brightly colored spines of various books presented themselves neatly to you. Thinking thoughtfully about which novel you would take a look at today, the decision came down to two individual books both with equally attention-grabbing cover titles and summaries.
Which one…?
Ah well- if you didn’t finish both of them in the time you had, you could always check it out and take it home to read. The familiar texture of the smooth pages and the descriptive usage of words by the author brought you into a different world as if you were with the characters you were reading about. You were so deeply absorbed it seemed t
Nightmares and Monsters by lilacgiraffe, literature
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Nightmares and Monsters
Daddy!SpainXChild!Reader
"Papa!" you scream, jumping out of your bed and running to your father's room.
"What is it mi niña? Are you alright?" he asks, holding you tight as you leap onto his bed.
"Papa, I had a nightmare!" you cry, grabbing his nightshirt in your small hands.
"Then tell what it was about," he smiles, pulling you under the covers with him, "And I will make el monstruo go away."
"Papa but," you murmur, growing tired, "The monster was a tomato! He kept trying to eat me! That he wanted to put me in his pasta!"
"¡Dios mío! That is horrible! Because I wanted to eat you up myself!" he laughs, tickling your