Some Jack Daniels (AmericaXReader)WARNING: Alcohol involved, bad language. Please note that you have been warned!
"We love this Drill Sergeant! Give us more, Drill Sergeant!" you yell with the rest of your group. A tall blonde man walked around your group as if he was planning your murder. Everyone stayed absolutely still, not even daring to breathe too hard. Slowly he stood in front of you, more like towered over you, seeing as you were only (y/h) and he being at least six five. You kept your (e/c) eye down and prayed silently he wouldn't pick you to do what he always does.
"PRIVATE (Y/LN) YOU ARE A STUPID USELESS MAGGOT! YOU DON'T DESERVE TO LIVE BECAUSE YOU ARE A WEAK WOMEN! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING HERE!? GO MAKE SOME DINNER AND STAY IN THE KITCHEN!" he screamed into your face, he didn't even flinch knowing that would get you twenty diamond push ups. "ANSWER
~All thanks to a Snicker Bar~ (AmericaxReader)"My. Feet. Kill." You said emotionlessly as you aimed yourself right on your coach with a bag with of candy on your lap.~All thanks to a Snicker Bar~ (AmericaxReader)2 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Aughhh~ I can't wait to eat all of my candie!~" Groaned your American friend Alfred as he joins you on the coach.
Tonight it was Halloween and your best friend Alfred join you on your trick or treating hunt,
You were dressed up as a badass pirate and your Alfred was a crazy chainsaw guy.
To tell you the truth, you had a big old crush on the outgoing American but whenever you TRIED telling him your feelings you would just stammer on and quickly change the subject before anything else stupid happens.
And as always in your failure always end up with a big facepalm to the face.
"Yo (Name), Can we eat our candies now? I'm so hungry!" Said the blonde as he was already digging his bag of candy.
You snapped back in reality and looked back on your friend. "W-what? But don't you want to save some for tomorrow?"
"Pfttt, What? No way (Name)! On Halloween you always gotta eat th
AmericaXReader Chapter 1 ~Cruise for Love"Alfred!" you screeched as you threw open the door to his apartment and continued your sprint through the small home. You had just ran up five flights of stairs to get to his door, and were sorely out of breath –however, the news you had triumphed over any fatigue you felt from the Harry Potter movie marathon you had with Arthur the night before. You repeated his name, warning him of your presence before throwing open his door, breathing heavily.AmericaXReader Chapter 1 ~Cruise for Love2 years ago in Romance More Like This
There Alfred was, hanging upside down on his bed, reading an Avenger's comic with rapt interest. It was like he didn't even know you were there! Right as this thought filtered through your mind –high on adrenaline –I mean come on, you, a poor university student who didn't have a car and just ran all the way to your best friend's apartment complex didn't even pause for a breath before making the drastic climb up five flights of stairs to reach his room which was all the way at the end of the row –he looked up at you, glasses hanging precariousl
You're My Wish -AlfredxReader [Drabble]Your heavy eye lids were just about to close when suddenly, your phone started to ring. You muttered a few select curses under your breath as you began to walk-crawl to where your phone was ringing. You fumbled around a bit and then peered at it to see who was calling.You're My Wish -AlfredxReader [Drabble]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was Alfred. You sighed, wondering if he was calling because he was having nightmares or something. You flipped open your phone and said in a flat voice, “What do you want?”
“Hey dudette! Hope I didn’t wake you up!” you heard him, chipper as ever.
“…..” you couldn’t think of anything nice to say.
“Oh.. geez, sorry, dudette… but there’s something I wanted to show you!” he said. You could almost feel his excitement burst through the phone.
“…Look, Alfie, it’s 1:35 a.m. in the morning, I’m tired, and I have to work tomorrow. Can’t this wait?” you told him as you tried your best to stifle a yawn.
AmericaxReader- When the Angels Raise their Voices"Amazing Grace. How sweet the sound," you move your lips to the sorrowful strains of the song, no sound escaping your lips. "That saved a wretch like me." Tears fill your eyes.AmericaxReader- When the Angels Raise their Voices2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
'This is wrong.' You think, your mind flashing back….
"Oh, say! Can you see by the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming;
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight!" sang a bawdy voice from outside the sick tents. You rose from your kneeling position by one of the cots and marched outside.
"For heaven's sake, what's all this racket?!" You demanded of the singer.
"I am just encouraging my men, ma'am." The figure grinned at you, blue eyes twinkling. He attempted to smooth down the ridiculous cowlick in his light brown hair. "I was just thinkin' that maybe my amazing voice might encourage them to get out of bed and back on the battlefield."
"These men are ill, sir. They need rest, not encouragement."
"You mean it should be quiet when they die." He st
Heroes Can't Get Cooties - America x ReaderAmerica x ReaderHeroes Can't Get Cooties - America x Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Heroes Can't Get Cooties
Your legs swung lazily back and forth as you watched the clouds roll by. The sky was bright and blue, no hint of dark clouds anywhere. At least, as far as you could see through the light green leaves of the park's trees. It was a wonderful day.
Alfred Jones sat next to you on the wooden ledge, swinging his legs in sync with yours. He was a good friend and longtime love interest. You tried to let him know without being too forward or blunt about it, but it appeared he was so dense he never thought anything more of it than friendship, let alone love.
Maybe you could try again today.
"So," Alfred sighed, pulling you away from your train of thought, "I'm hungry."
"You're always hungry," you pointed out, glancing sideways at him.
He ignored your comment. "I want ice cream."
"I'll have some," you said simply, staring back up at the sky.
Alfred started shuffling through his pockets. "That's cool. I think I have enough money."
America x reader-love signs(request) You were staring out your window, looking across the way at the blonde boy who stared back. He took his sight off of you for a minute to look down. When he looked back up he brought a sheet of paper to the window too. You touched the glass and smiled as you read the note. 'Tomorrow, ok! I'll have it by Tomorrow', it read. You nodded and looked down to find your marker. You got a piece of paper off your bed and wrote 'Good. Cause we're killing the planet using all this paper everyday', then stretched the paper against the glass.America x reader-love signs(request)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Your best friend, Alfred was finally going to get a cellphone. You two have been friends since second grade and always lived next door to each other. This is how you two would usually communicate. Everyday, you'd use about a tablet of paper just to talk to each other.
When you looked back at your friend, he already had a response written out for you. 'Shut up. I'll see you at school Tomorrow', it read. You grabbed your fav
AlfredxReader- Dear DiaryYou are about to finish the last few details on your drawing when the doorbell rang. You leap up from your seat and dash down the stairs.AlfredxReader- Dear Diary2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I GOT IT!" You yell at the top of your lungs. Not that anyone else was even trying to get the door. That was your job. You open the door to find a handsome young man with short blonde hair, a cute little cowlick and sparkling blue eyes awaiting you.
"Hey, Dude!" He greets you, holding up some video games, "I found these on sale at Game Stop. Want to try 'em out with me?" He asks, already knowing the answer.
"Hell yes!" You squeal, "But hang on just a minute, I have some chores that I was supposed to do. Make yourself feel at home though, Alfy." You walk inside, leaving him to close the door. "Snacks are in the kitchen and the TV in the den has the xbox set up. But whatever you do, stay out of my room." You instruct him over your shoulder.
He couldn't go in your room. You had left the drawing out in the open The drawing of him. A shiver ran up
Photographer!AmericaxReader Ch. 2You get out of your car and head towards the driveway of Alfred's photo studio. It didn't look like a traditional studio; it just looked like a regular house. Two stories, white wash, green window flaps, and a stairway to the front porch.Photographer!AmericaxReader Ch. 22 years ago in Romance More Like This
Walking up to the door, you see that the door window had the words "Jones's Photo Studio: Here to save the day with a flash of my camera!" You curled a smile, you thought the motto was kinda fitting, even though you barely knew the guy.
The door opened with a ding from the bell above. You walked in and the house seemed empty until you heard noises coming from upstairs. You decided to go check if Alfred was there.
You followed the sound of the voices until you were in front of a door. You opened the door to reveal more stairs. 'Looks like an attic,' you thought to yourself. You walked in towards the stairs only to be paralyzed with a large flash. Blinking a few times, you found your composure and began to go up the stairs.
"Okay, now move it just a lit
America x Reader (Still Get My Heart Racing)People constantly questioned your relationship with your boyfriend- but who could blame them? You and Alfred F. Jones were practically polar opposites! You were self-conscious, reserved and studious, while he was loud, energetic and reckless. He was imaginative; you were realistic. Before you got to know each other, you classified him under the category 'obnoxious', and he labelled you as 'boring'.America x Reader (Still Get My Heart Racing)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
However, one science project you guys were forced to do together made the two of you inseparable. Alfred soon began to realize that you did have a fun side- it only took a matter of time for you to open up. You also found out that despite the overwhelming exterior he put out, he could be soft and serious as well. In a few months, he wasn't the 'hero-wannabe jokester' in your eyes, and you were no longer the 'invisible, forgettable girl in class' to him.
The American asked you out when the both of you were seventeen, and three years down the lane, your relationship was still continuing to gro
America x Reader- Drive By (Request) Ch 2America x Reader- Drive By (Request) Ch 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I had to make sure it was you.
The smog from the cars made my lungs tighten and my eyes water. Or maybe that was my sappy emotions overjoyed at the possibility of this girl I'm chasing actually being you.
Once I got out of the traffic jam, I hightailed it down the path you had taken. I rounded the same corner and almost burned the rubber on my sandals from coming to a screeching halt.
There you were, on the boardwalk, looking at yourself in one of the mirrors at Styling in the Sun, the new sunglasses store that opened at the beginning of summer. Just in time for all the people who came to Coney Island and their sandy beaches.
I thought my mind was playing a cruel trick on me, if I got too close to you would you disappear?
You were trying on a pair of red sunglasses that were pretty awesome, but I thought they covered too much of that pretty face of yours. I took a few steps, edging closer.
Next, you tried on a cute pair of blue shades, th
America x Reader. Maps of the World -part 1 "Why does it seem that there are more parties now that we're in the war?"America x Reader. Maps of the World -part 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
You'd been wondering that for quite some time now, but no one seemed to have a satisfying answer. Everyone was too busy with the war or the parties that the war caused. Back when there wasn't a war going on, parties were few to come by. It was quite odd that people seemed to be happier in these times, but the people that were actually dancing were the ones who weren't in the war at all. Save for a few soldiers who've came back to the States to visit.
Your friend who was sitting beside you that you asked to earlier question to, rolled her eyes. "I don't know, maybe because not everyone's as weird as you. Now just stop being so serious and go dance with someone!" She gestured out at the crowds of people watching and laughing and talking. You and she sat at a small, two person table towards the back of the room.
A swing band revved up every emotion with their fast and exciting music. On the sta
AmericaxReader Battle of the SexistsAmericaxReader Battle of the Sexists2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Warning, mention of marijuana.
This takes place in 1970's America. ^^'
Alfred F. Jones, Mathias Kohler, Gilbert Beilschmidt and Gilbert's girlfriend Elizabeta Héderváry were hanging out in Alfred's basement. At this moment Alfred was sitting with his elbows on his knees rubbing his temples at something idiotic that Elizabeta had just said. The aforementioned girl had her arms crossed and was staring at him.
"I'm waiting." She said.
"Forget it." Alfred told her.
Mathias gave his friend an irritated look, "Just say it and she'll go home." He said.
"Fine." Alfred said, defeated and then forced himself to say, "You're right Elizabeta, the Fonz could beat up Bruce Lee."
He cringed as the words left his lips.
"Thank you." Elizabeta said with a satisfied smirk, "Now Gilbert, call me tonight at eight o'clock."
"But that's when 'Chico and the Man' is on!" Gilbert exclaimed.
"I know." The annoying girl said with a 'duh' tone, "But I like it when you describe it to me. Oh,
America x Reader: Late Night MissionAmerica x Reader: Late Night MissionAmerica x Reader: Late Night Mission2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
That's the only sound coming from the living room where you and Alfred were currently playing Guitar Hero 3. At 2:30 in the morning.
"Dude this sucks!" Alfred suddenly exclaimed as you both finished another level in the game. "How can we play Guitar Hero 3 when the volume is off!? It doesn't make sense!"
You looked over at him with a glare and shushed him. "It was your idea to play at this time!"
"I know that, but I did it so we could yell and wake up Arthur!" Alfred retorted.
You rolled your eyes, but let out a chuckle. 'Alfred, always there to bug Arthur.' You thought.
It would've been louder if the fake drums were brought out, but Matthew decided to be sneaky and hide them before you and Alfred had a chance to start the game. This led to you two just using the guitar and bass.
"If this is such a bad idea, why'd you agree to play with me?" Alfred asked you quietly.
You looked over at him. The T.V screen in front o
AmericaxReader Movies -Oneshot-AmericaxReader Movies -Oneshot-2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
AmericaxReader Movies -Oneshot-
"Alfred, are sure you want to see this?"
It was noisy Saturday night, people up and down the streets. Alfred made you go to the movies with him. You expected him to see some dumb,funny movie but it wasn't. Instead it was a really,bloody movie. You glanced at Alfred, he was standing quite normal, but knowing him, deep inside he was about to cry. You stiffly laughed, as you walk to the ticket booth. 'Arthur is going to kill me for doing this to Alfred.'
"Two ticket to (random scary movie.)"
"Here you go, m'am."
You thanked the man, and went to grab Alfred. Every since you were little, you two always watched scary movies. It really didn't frighten you, but to Alfred.... It was like someone coming to kill him. That was the reason you didn't want to see the movie, Alfred will pee in his pants just seeing the first 30 seconds. Alfred happily skipped to the front row of the screen. 'He d
Crazy American Laws ReaderXAmerica ~Crack~ Part. 2America was finally saved from prison but the one thing on his mind was getting you back for that terrible joke you played on him. Using his own law against him!? And idea poped into his head as he saw you walking the street. He was going to run up to you and tackle you when he saw you holding a leash to a giraffe........Crazy American Laws ReaderXAmerica ~Crack~ Part. 22 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He shakily took off his glasses to wipe them off before putting the hesitently back on.
"Oh! Hey America!"you waved.
He quickly made his way over to you but his eys never left the giraffe.
"Why do you have a giraffe?"he asked looking at you like you were crazy.
"I'm just walkin' my giraffe, what's wrong with that?"you asked as you tied it's leash to a telephone pole.
"This is a highway?!"he yelled pointing to all the cars passing.
"Haha! You just jealous!"you laughed as you started walking away.
"W-Wait a second! Youc an;t just leave him here! HEY!"he yelled but you disappead into the trees.
"What is wrong with he-"he started when he saw a group of cops pointing
Home of the Brave :Soldiers!America x Reader:Home of the BraveHome of the Brave :Soldiers!America x Reader:2 years ago in Romance More Like This
:Soldier! America x Soldier! Reader:
You looked up from your steaming mug of (your favorite warm drink) to meet the eyes of the man sitting next to you.
"I was thinking that once this war is over... can we...settle down...?" You smiled gently to yourself as you caught the flustered look on his face and looked back down at the hot liquid in your mug.
"...That would sound lovely, Alfred." You murmured softly.
"R-Really...? Do you mean that?" You blushed slightly and nodded.
"But promise me that you'll keep this to yourself. The men will think wrong thoughts." The grin on the blond man stretched widely across his face and you playfully nudged at his side with your elbow.
"Whatever you say, (Male Name)."
That's right. You were a disguised nineteen year old soldier you went by as (Male Name). Being the rebellious girl you are, you didn't quite accept the roles of women during this period of time so that led you to disguise yourself as a male and sign up fo
AmericaxReader - I'm FineI'm not sure what it is. Maybe I was just thinking too much or I'm too stressed out. I should probably try to relax. Though, that didn't work out too well either. This feeling that keeps coming back, it won't leave me alone. Everywhere I go, everything I see, I can't help but feel really depressed half the time. I don't know why I keep pushing myself like I do. When I go out with my friends or hang out with my family, I put on a smile. I laugh at how funny this is. I'm so sad and tired that I put on this act where I'm always so happy that it actually makes me even more sad and tired. I hate myself for doing it. No one deserves to be around such a fake, depressing person like myself. I don't even deserve to live this life I have.AmericaxReader - I'm Fine2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I've thought about suicide many times before, but I was too afraid to commit to it. I would be scared of what would happen to me after I died. Instead, I would isolate myself and cry, sometimes multiple times a day if I had the chance. Most people would wonder
Waiting. - America x Reader.You were officially out of gas after hurricane - no, post-tropical Sandy.Waiting. - America x Reader.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
So therefore, on this cold November night - you stand on the long line of people for gas.
And so far, it's been three long hours. You were close to snapping and just head home.
Your hands now tucked in the pockets of your warm jacket, headphones in your ears and feet shoving the fuel tank as the line slowly went.
You felt a familiar tone ring in your pocket as your teeth chattered again, hand fishing for your phone.
Alfred's name popped up on the caller ID as you hit answer, shivering. "H-Hey, Al."
"What's the matter?" His voice of concern knocked you on your face. "Something that I can help you with?"
"Actually if you had gas, then yes."
"You know no one in the city has gas, (Name)!"
"That's why I'm at the gas station waiting for the delivery." You saw the line move ever so slightly as you follow the flow.
"Which one are you at?" You heard the American sigh through the other line as you gave him the addre
AmericaXShyTsundere!Reader The HeroAmericaXShyTsundere!Reader The Hero2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You exited your home, adjusting your bag hanging off your shoulder. You turned to the street and sighed. You preferred to stay inside on your Saturdays and do something more productive yet required little to no human interaction but you had to go to the grocery store to buy some supplies.
You made you way down the street, plugging into your portable music player. You listened to your favorite song as you walked, staring down at the ground as it pasted you by. You zoned out into your own world with your music blaring that you did not notice a group of guys making their ways towards you, also absorbed in their conversation.
You slammed against one of them, your face burying into his back. You grunt a little, backing up. You glance up to see a tall blonde guy around your age looking down at you. He wore a bomber jacket, fur lining on the collar and sleeve cuffs. He wore a Captain America T-shirt with faded jeans that fitted his legs. You quickly avert your eyes. "Sorry..." You quickly sai
Relief (AmericaxReader)ReliefRelief (AmericaxReader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You staggered through the front door of your house, exhausted from a long day at work. Pushing through your bedroom door, you picked up a TV remote and PlayStation remote without even pausing on your way to your chair. Your friend Alfred had recently bought you the gaming system, as well as some new shooting game of some sort. You weren't really interested at the time, but after work all you wanted was to kill something. Metaphorically, of course.
Dragging your feet, you finally reached the plush, black hammock-chair. You flung yourself down onto the cushions. Stretching out your stocking-clad legs, your black heels clopped to the floor uselessly. You twisted in your chair until you were comfortable, then turned on the TV and gaming station.
Al had uploaded the game and everything, so all you had to do was press play. Which you did. Still in your charcoal pencil skirt and burgundy blouse you held the controller in unsure hands and started the game. 007:
No longer morning (AmericaXReader)You sighed, playing with your fingers as you waited for the lunch break to end. Not that you didn’t like your break time, it was just that it was so boring without Alfred around. He hadn’t turned up in the morning, so you guessed he was probably sick or something.No longer morning (AmericaXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Then again those videogames of his were also a possibility... As you listened to the music coming from your headphones, you closed your eyes. Hoping to get a bit of rest at least, you hummed along with the song gently, your breathing evening out.
When something heavy leaned on your side, you opened one eye irritatedly to see the cause. “Oh hey Alfred.” You mumbled when you saw the American sitting next to you. “Good morning....”
Laughing quietly, you prodded him in his stomach, making him contract it quickly. “It’s not morning anymore.” You told him and his eyes widened in realisation.
“That would explain why everyone’s so energetic....” He clutched his h
Skater!AmericaxReaderI was in my best friend's back yard. He had his dad to build him a skate ramp, Alfie always skated, he had over 15 skateboards in his room, he had a few in his garage, and at least 4 at my house. This kid had been skating since forever, I even remember when we both 5 and learning how to ride bikes together, he fell on his face and knocked out three of his teeth, heh his stupid smile, "A-Alfie are you okay," I asked him.Skater!AmericaxReader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"HAHA, no worries dude, tis but a flesh wound," and he gave me a missing tooth smile and got back on his bike. Nothing could ever stop Alfie from riding, skating, doing anything with the word extreme in it. He hurt himself every year, the hospital bill is through the roof. One time he hurt himself really bad he ended up in the E.R., we were 14.
"Alfie, what were you thinking, skating through a construction site, you could've died." He just laughed and coughed at the same time. He had three broken ribs, a fractured elbow, broken nose, a broken leg, and three broken finge