Lovino Vargas

A chi vuole, non mancano modi.

[Lovino Vargas @Signore_Italia]

⁜ 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓸 𝓞. 𝓥𝓪𝓻𝓰𝓪𝓼

South Italy roleplay account

✩ SV / AUs
✩ Serious / OOC
✩ Headcanons listed below!

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[Lovino Vargas @Signore_Italia]

@Deinaprusini regarding his notes: he either didn’t take more notes or the rest of his notes were full of cartoon-like drawings of the other nations. “Besides, I’m in the mood for those beers.”

[Lovino Vargas @Signore_Italia]

@Deinaprusini “Ah, grazie.” He took the papers into his possession with a friendly smile. Waving his hand, he dismissed the idea of him going back to grab more of his notes. “It’s fine. I don’t need to since I already have cool notes to copy from.” There were only two possible options ++

[Lovino Vargas @Signore_Italia]

@Deinaprusini put. He decided just to stay where he was to wait for her. “I’ll be right here, no?”

[Lovino Vargas @Signore_Italia]

@Deinaprusini He rolled his eyes at her response. “Yeah, yeah. Maybe you’ll have to buy one for me in addition to those /two/ beers.” He stuck up two fingers, unconsciously mirroring her actions from earlier. “Or else you won’t have someone to annoy during meetings.” He huffed, staying ++

[Lovino Vargas @Signore_Italia]

@Deinaprusini cut himself off after coming to a realization. He thought about the flurry of papers scattered throughout the hallway and the meeting room. It would be immensely difficult to find them and rearrange them back into order. “Oi, oi.... Let me copy your notes.”

[Lovino Vargas @Signore_Italia]

@Deinaprusini Lovino raised his eyebrows before grinning. “Then, you shouldn’t have annoyed me, eh. You’d save more money.” He brushed the tip of his nose with his index finger then folded his arms. That grin quickly turned to a frown, however. “Che cazzo! You’re right! I have to-“ He ++

[Lovino Vargas @Signore_Italia]

@Deinaprusini at this point. His tense stature eventually relaxed at the mention of alcohol, “Oi, at least make it two beers.” He joked before he nudged her. “Or maybe a beer for each time you annoyed me.”

[Lovino Vargas @Signore_Italia]

@Deinaprusini He opened his mouth to protest against the headlocking situation, but failed to find anything to say in response and slowly closed his mouth. Julchen was right. He /did/ have it coming... But he’d rather not admit that in order to spare his pride– or what little of it is left ++

[Lovino Vargas @Signore_Italia]

@Deinaprusini arms, continuing to fume. “Cazzo! How annoying can you get today?!”

[Lovino Vargas @Signore_Italia]

@Deinaprusini expression turned into a fuming one. “Primo– F-First,” He counted on his fingers, exaggeratedly displaying them to the other. “You annoy the living crap out of me during the meeting! Second,” He lifted another finger. “You beat my ass, marone!” He then proceeded to cross his ++

[Lovino Vargas @Signore_Italia]

@Deinaprusini she was idle, putting her in a headlock. “Give me ONE reason why I shouldn’t beat your ass.” Honestly, it was highly unlikely for Lovino to actually ‘beat her ass.’

[Lovino Vargas @Signore_Italia]

@Deinaprusini The man let out a high-pitched scream in response to the scare and his previous plan of grabbing her and tackling her to the ground flew right out the window. After regaining his composure, he exclaimed, “THAT’S NOT FUNNY, DAMMIT!” He proceeded to inch towards Julchen while ++

[Lovino Vargas @Signore_Italia]

@Deinaprusini obstacles, he made sure that he didn’t lose sight of her (or, well, at least tried to). The brunet finally approached the corner where the other had arrived to first, preparing himself to grab her if she happened to be nearby.

[Lovino Vargas @Signore_Italia]

@Deinaprusini He would’ve easily caught her if he wasn’t so blinded by his irritation. Instead, he kept running into the smallest things: walls, doors, chairs, other nations, etc. He even almost slipped on someone’s paperwork as if it were a banana peel. Despite stumbling into all of these ++

[Lovino Vargas @Signore_Italia]

@Deinaprusini grabbing the first thing he felt (which turned out to be notes from the meeting), he rolled them up. “Come here you...!!!” He pushed several chairs and tables out of his way as he made his way towards the Prussian.

[Lovino Vargas @Signore_Italia]

@Deinaprusini The paper ball ended up hitting Lovino square in the face. He froze for a second as the paper ball deflected off of his face, then his face turned as red as a tomato. “Oi!!!!” He bursted along with a string of various (and colorful) curse words in Italian. Immediately ++

[Lovino Vargas @Signore_Italia]

@Deinaprusini miseria!” Whenever the Italian was angry, he utilized more Italian vocabulary since it ‘requires him to think less.’

[Lovino Vargas @Signore_Italia]

@Deinaprusini little paper ball. By the time the meeting came to a close, his eyebrow was twitching and his teeth were clenched— he merely couldn’t restrain his irritation anymore. He whirled himself around to angrily point at the other, “Che cazzo! Don’t even think about it, porca ++