#romulus vargas

I had started colouring this, but then halfway through, I really truly genuinely conceptualised what I was actually spending my time on

some art by my friend @vampires-at-your-door <333 been thinking abt them fr they’re so silly and fucked up sigh

and hello again everyone,, I’m somewhat back as winter break for me is starting really soon.

I’ve been reading up a little on indo-Roman trade relationships (and IndRome in general) and tbh it’s funny to me. Like in hetalia terms Rome really wasted all of his money on silk, ivory, textiles, spices etc… much to the complaint of some (including Remus who was the most bitchy about it) but Rome didn’t care sigh he wanted him so bad (and his goods ofc) 💔

Rome is someone to me that is incapable of maintaining a romantic relationship because at the end of the day it all comes down to how it benefits him. I think he more or less had an infatuation with India because of what he represented (wealth and power among other things) and his riches. Rome is someone who chases glory, so of course he was going to chase after India next. I could say so much more but I’m tired so maybe later FSHDHDHD

Poor Remus that his older brother cares more about a man he hasn’t seen for the longest time than him LOL. Bro had every reason to become a villain /hj

a crossover that yall have to guess what it is ig

Hetalia doodles.

The Kiku in my head is a man that hides his dark emotions. I think Gusari-san's doujinshi affected me to think like this. Ahaha …. In another universe in my head, when Kiku have to be the antagonist, they use 2P!Kiku as the cover and said he was the one who did everything. 2P!Kiku does not deny it since he actually cares for Kiku more than he showーeven though he denies it every time he asks if he cares for Kiku or not.

I never said it aloud, but RomaKiku and DaieiKiku (BritEm X Modern Jap) are my OTPs. Haha, so minor. 😌🙏🏼✨

And Antonio tries to pretend that he isn't doing that but, uh, Lovino fucking knows.

Look, Romulus has a lot of sugar babies so like Lovino knows what's up but this fucking guy (Antonio) keeps stopping to flirt with him in his kicthen.

(While Feliciano watches them, eating leftovers like it's a soap opera)

And Antonio digs himself so deep into holes like "you and your dad are-- you're both attractive in different ways!" Followed by "what do you want me to say you're hotter than your dad? I can say that, if you want me to--"

And also when he sees Feli being like "whoa there's two of you??? Bc--" and then seeing the look on Lovino's face and backtracking to "i just didn't know you had a.... Brother that's all."

Also Feli occasionally supplying insults when Lovino falters like

Lovino "you're a... A.."

Feliciano (from being him, at the counter) "two bit whore."

My heart literally started beating faster after reading this tysm 🥺🥺💖💖💖

characters: ancient rome//Romulus Vargas, gn!reader

tags: fluff, comfort, nightmares

Romulus has a shit sleep schedule so chances are he's awake in the den reading or watching some mindless show he's already seen when you shuffle in, rubbing at your sleepy eyes. You sniffle, causing him to look over and stiffen as he sits up, "What happened, my little star?"

Another sniffle and a pout of your lip had his chest tightening before you answered "Had a nightmare..."

If he could fight dreams your nightmare would have been cowering in fear, "Come here, love."

His arms are outstretched and his face sympathetic, though he offers a soft smile as you shuffle quickly towards him. One your arms wrap around his neck he's holding you tight on his lap, rubbing one large hand up and down your back slowly. Burying your face in his neck, you sob a bit, remnants of the terrible dream and it tears at Romulus that he can't completely prevent such occurrences. Once your sobbing has calmed down he'll coax your face from his neck and wipe your tears away, once again giving you that gentle smile.

"You are far too pretty to cry, but if you need to let it out anymore go ahead, darling."

Though it's quiet, his voice conveys everything, he hates seeing you cry at the same time understanding sometimes crying is the best medicine. His hands will find yours, thumbs rubbing along the back of your hands before kissing each one. After he cleans your face with a tissue he'll carry you back to your shared room. Since the bed is cold now he'll lay down with you on his chest so you can keep warm. Pulling the covers over you both, Romulus tucks you in, giving a kiss to the top of your head, rambling in a quiet whisper about all the ways he's going to take care of you once you wake up again.

His precious grandsons, Lovino Vargas and Feliciano Vargas, the embodiments of Southern Italy and Northern Italy.

From the moment the two small babies came into his care, all of the rewards he'd gotten from the battlefield were suddenly unimportant. None of those things couldn't even hold a candle to the two tiny Italian nations. Romulus looked at the small bundles in his arms, the infants about the size of his incredibly large hands. Feliciano was sleeping soundly against his chest, his soft tufts of auburn curls sitting on his small head. Lovino however has fully awake, his large hazel green eyes staring up at the older nation.

"Mi bambino what are you staring at?"

The Roman cooed, his warm amber eyes twinkling at the baby. Lovino continued to look at his grandfather, his gaze innocent. With a small chubby hand his grandson reached up and tugged at Romulus's dark brown curls. The large man laughed softly, deep and full of affection and amusement.

"Oh my you've got quite a grip mi bambino. You're going to be a fighter one day."

Romulus said with a warm and proud smile. His eldest grandson despite his size was already a spitfire. The Roman nation had a feeling that the older Lovino got the more he'd take after him in some way. Staring at the small babe, Romulus could already see the Lovino looked a lot like him. He even had his dark brown curls on top of his small head. Lovino was practically a miniature version of him and it blew his mind to see the similarities that the two shared. Lovino had his fighting spirit and his looks that much was clear.

"You're going to be quite the catch with the ladies my boy."

He said softly. Lovino gave him a small head tilt of baby confusion before tugging at his grandfather's curls again. While his eldest grandson did this Romulus's gaze drifted to the other infant in his arms. Feliciano unlike Lovino was a rather timid and cheerful baby. Feliciano was always smiling and cooing whenever he was awake, radiating warmth and sunshine wherever he was. While his youngest grandson didn't have much of his looks, the small child had inherited Romulus's amber eyes and cheerful personality.

"You're gonna be the lover out of you and your brother aren't you mi bambino."

The Roman nation cooed at the sleeping baby. If Lovino was going to grow up to be the fighter amongst his two grandchildren then Feliciano was going to grow up to be the lover. The complete opposite of his older twin brother. Lovino who was already inheriting the fighting spirit of the Vargas bloodline was the perfect representation of Romulus's fighting spirit that he used on the battlefield. While Feliciano who was already inheriting the cheerful and easygoing spirit that made the Vargas bloodline so likeable, was the other perfect representation of the older man's chipper personality.

"You're also going to have the ladies swooning over you. But that's to be expected when being my grandsons."

The Roman stated already seeing it happening. His two beloved grandchildren were going to be amazing and wonderful. Looking at the two babies with a soft gaze Romulus placed a small kiss on each of their small heads. Lovino made a face at the kiss while Feliciano woke up, blinking sleepily before cooing happily at his grandfather. Deep chuckles rumbled from the large man before going quiet. Romulus's gaze suddenly became saddened as he realized that his precious grandsons may have to one day grow up without him around. After all in this current world they lived in, it wasn't unusual to see strong empires suddenly collapse and disappear. His heart ached at the thought of the two babies being left alone in the world.

"Romano, Veneziano. My beautiful, sweet babies. I've only known you for a short time yet already you both make me so proud. You boys are going to grow up, big and strong. You'll both take this world by storm with how amazing and wonderful and talented you two are. Everyday I get the chance to see you both grow and change and become your own nations, and everyday I thank God that I'm around to witness such a wondrous sight and be apart of it."

The older nation spoke, his two grandchildren staring at him and listening despite being so young.

"I know that you won't understand it now, but one day I'm going to have to go. One day I'm going to have to leave the two of you and watch you both find your way in this big, scary yet beautiful world. And when that happens you two are going to have to take care of each other and love each other just as I love you both."

Romulus said his throat tightening a bit. His saddened expression made his babies uneasy and Feliciano let out a small whimper his big amber eyes wet. Lovino also looked like he was going to cry and the sight of them made Romulus hold them closer to his chest. His large tanned arms, rough and covered in scars cradled the twins with a tenderness that only a guardian could do.

"It's alright mi bambinos. Even when I go I'll always be looking out for you and I'll always love you two until the end of time. Your nano is here and he'll always be with you no matter if you can see me or not. I promise."

He swore gently rocking the babies in a soothing manner. As his grandsons relaxed and began to snuggle against his large chest Romulus felt a small pang hit him. He knew that one day he would no longer be with them, that one day he just as many before him would fall eventually. But until that day the older nation would teach his grandchildren everything they needed to know and shower them with love so they never forget that their grandfather loved them more than anything in the world. As his babies slowly began to drift off into dreamland Romulus stared out into the horizon and imagined a future where his grandsons wouldn't be alone.