CanadaxReader: Good Old Canadian Pancakes
You took a step back to admire your finished restaurant. It certainly stood out in your new American home town, especially when consider all the IHOPs that were everywhere. You grinned proudly. You’d show these Americans what true pancakes were like! Not to mention some pretty darn awesome maple syrup!
You went inside and locked the door, taking your time in admiring the inside. It was set up simply, with some Canadian flag decorations and some American ones. There were plain wooden tables with checkered tablecloths and booths, to add to the American-ness of your new business.
You missed living in Canada, despite your excitement. You had told your friends that it would be a great new opportunity! After all, America was supposed to be the place for new beginnings, right? Despite his obnoxiousness, America’s home was your home for a while, and despite the current bad economy, it would be interesting to go back to your childhood home.
You shut off the lights with a smile as th
:Request: CanadaXReader- Piggy Back Ride:Request: CanadaXReader- Piggy Back Ride2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You narrowed you eyes at the soft-spoken Canadian.
He had absolutely had no idea what was about to happen.
You grinned deviously as you began to slowly walk towards the unaware man, who was to busy flipping pancakes on the stove.
You launched yourself onto his back, causing him to let out a quiet yelp ((that you hardly even heard if it wasn't for the fact that you were on his back)).
"_-_____!! W-what are you d-doing?!" He ((softly)) shouted out at you, clutching your hands to his chest.
"Hehe," You giggled softly. "Mattie~ I want a piggyback ride!!" You shouted out excitedly, scaring poor Matthew.
"B-but _____-!" He began but was interrupted by your's truly.
"M-mattie! Pweez!!" You gave him your specialty.
Your cute and absolutely adorable:
Puppy Dog Eyes
And you know that he can't resist your puppy dog eyes.
He tried to resist but like every other time.....it got to him. He slowly nodded and cringed when you squealed.
You let go of him and waited for him
2P-CanadaxReader2P!CanadaxReader2P-CanadaxReader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Come to Canada they said.
It'll be an adventure they said.
It was an adventure alright. An adventure in snow vill.
Your best friend Alfred had suggested you go to Canada. Your parents had agreed that it was a good idea.
Had anyone asked you if you wanted to go?
Of course not.
They had said it would be a great chance for you to experience the rural wilderness. So then they decide the only way you could do this was to rent a log cabin.
In the middle of a frickin' forest.
Sometimes you really didn't get your parents.
Personally you would have rather stayed at home. In your room, on your laptop. You really weren't a nature person. Sure it was nice to take walks from time to time on footpaths next to the river. But live for two months in the middle of nowhere? Really not for you.
Actually it had surprised you that your parents had taken a suggestion from Al into consideration. They thought he was a no good hooligan a
CanadaxReader Happy Birthday~~!Author's Note: This was wrote July 1st of 2012 by Colonel Sparkles.CanadaxReader Happy Birthday~~!2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Hahaha! That’s really funny…” America scratched his head, “Sorry, who are you again?”
“For the last time, America, I’m Canada!” the smaller country said, obviously very annoyed. “I’m your brother for maple syrup’s sake! Please try to remember my name from now on.” Canada began to quiver with anger.
“Haha, sorry bro. I keep forgetting!” America adjusted the collar of his bomber jacket before turning to exit the pre-conference hall.
“I can’t believe he forgot my name for the fifth time today!” Canada quietly fumed as soon as his brother left. He was interrupted in the midst of his rant by obnoxious America sticking his head back through the door.
“Hey! Bro! I completely forgot to tell you, but England said that there was
Good news and bad news (CanadaXReader)You stamped your feet, the cold freezing you. Damn, why did Canada have to be so damn cold! You muttered a string of curse words under your breath, rubbing your hands and shoulders for warmth.Good news and bad news (CanadaXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Matthew hadn’t arrived yet, not that that was a problem; you always had the habit to be places ridiculously early.
So that was to be expected. You’d taken the bus, thinking that was okay to go to an nature park. But when you’d gotten off at the stop, a sign was boarded on the gates. “Closed for maintenance my arse.” You mumbled angrily, huddling into your coat.
The bus only came every two hours, so you thought you might as well stay there and go back to Matthew’s house and play video-games or something.
Though it was taking him rather long. Maybe that was just your frustration and the cold getting to you. And you couldn’t be angry at the quiet Canadian anyway, he was just too sweet and nice.
So that’s why, when he did arrive in his red car, you smil
Canada x Reader: Fall ColoursWhat on earth am I doing here? you wondered as you handed your dance ticket and light jacket away and were admitted inside the dance hall. You blew on your hands and rubbed them together, hoping the friction would warm them from the cold outside. You weren't used to how cold it is in Canada.Canada x Reader: Fall Colours2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You tugged at your backless, sparkly black dress and you recalled how you got into this mess. Yesterday your friend Alfred F. Jones introduced you to his younger brother, Matthew, and suddenly you were going to a dance with said boy. You weren't told any other details, except that you were to dress up because it was a formal dance. Seeing as you'd finished all your university midterms, you decided to just go along with the date. But secretly, you only came to see the maple trees, which around this time of year – mid-October – would be changing colours.
"_____, so you decided to make it!" Alfred shouted upon spotting you. He was wearing a black tuxedo. "Looks like my bro won't be
Canada X Reader - Forget-Me-Not"WOO! We're totally going to hang out in the wild, dude!"Canada X Reader - Forget-Me-Not2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You laughed as your friend Alfred hopped around in excitement, his backpack jumping around on his frame.
His brother, Matthew, stood next to him with a small smile across his lips.
Today you were going to go on a nature trail with them, and you couldn't be more excited! You had been friends with the polar-opposite siblings several years, and you loved spending time with them. Alfred was so fun to hang around; his child-like enthusiasm and hero complex had you constantly laughing. And Matthew...
He was perfect. Calm, sweet. A bit shy, but it made him all the more adorable in your eyes. You started falling for this kind-natured boy ages ago, but you were too nervous to tell him how you felt. So you admired him in silence, secretly swooning over his delicate features...
You were snapped out of your imagination by Alfred's impatient voice. You flushed slightly, embarrassed to have been daydreaming about Matthew, especially
Canada Proposal(Inspired from something I saw on the News a couple years ago)Canada Proposal2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“So you and (y/n) are getting married?” asked America sipping his soda.
“No, that’s not what I said,” his brother said with a sigh, “I want to ask her to marry me. It’s not quite the same thing.”
“So why haven’t you?”
“I’m not sure how to ask her.”
“What do you mean?”
America leaned on one elbow, “You got to do in a way she won’t forget. If it were my girl there would be fireworks, food, the whole sha-bang.”
“A way she won’t forget?” Canada muttered to himself.
“What does she like?”
“Well…she likes flowers,” said Canada slowly.
“Then give her a bouquet.”
Canada sat there and an idea formed in his head he smiled a stood up quickly. He looked around for his coat and pulled it on as
CanadaXxXxReader"Where is he?" You asked yourself aloud.CanadaXxXxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You looked at your watch then sighed.
"He's never been late before...."
You were waiting for your best friend Matthew Williams.
You and he planned to go to the zoo today. But he was late!
Not just five minutes late, nooo he was an hour late!
It's a wonder why you stayed so long.
You were about to leave but then heard someone yell your name, well......more like whispered.
You turned around and saw Matthew running to you.
He stopped in front of you and doubled over breathing heavy.
"I-I'm....sorry [Name]....Alfred...Alfred he....thought my glasses," He swallowed then stood up to finish.
"He thought my glasses were his, so I had to convince him that they weren't and help him find his."
He looked at you.
"I-I really am sorry, [Name]."
You smiled at him.
'He's so sweet.' You thought.
"It's okay Mattie. Come on let's go now!" You grabbed his hand and started running.
"A-ah. Wait [N-Name], I just finished running... I'm still tired!" He 't
Nightmare...[ Canada x Reader ] "That child is alone."Nightmare...[ Canada x Reader ]2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"He's all alone .so alone will anyone calm that loneliness in his heart?"
Hateful voices worried voices, Matthew has reached his limit. He can no longer stand hearing them, clutching the bear in his arms, crushing the bear against his chest he runs. He runs as far away as he can, as fast as his legs can carry him.
Not caring where he ended up, he just wanted to get away. He could no longer stand to hear all of the pity in the voices around him, biting his lip hard enough blood began to escape from the soft flesh. Ignoring the pain Matthew pressed himself on, he could still hear the voices.
"That child is alone "
No, no, no! He's not alone! He has Kumajiro with him! He has his father France! He's not alone!
"Tch, he's but a mere duplicate of the America fellow."
No he's not a duplicate of America! Of course they look alike, but their tow different people. While America is outgoing and brave, Matthew is merely quite, an
Red Umbrella - Canada x ReaderCanada x ReaderRed Umbrella - Canada x Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You shivered as you stepped into yet another puddle, pulling your drenched coat tighter around yourself, although it didn't do much as the rain continued to fall. You hated the rain.
To be perfectly honest, the crappy weather was truly matching your mood. Not only did you truly hate rain with all of your being, but you were eighteen, and life was a lot harder than expected. Tons and tons of stress was just crushing you inside. Every day when you returned to your dingy apartment, you fell right into bed and slept because you couldn't handle doing anything else.
It was awful; you wanted a better life than this.
You used to talk to a young man named Matthew. He was shy, didn't speak much, and he was one of your few friends in the city. He'd shown you around after you crashed into him on the street, and the bond just stuck. You often hung out together at a local coffee shop.
Honestly, you felt more for him that just friendship. He was adorable an
CanadaxDepressed!Reader: Close Your Eyes"It's morning," he tells you, as if it isn't obvious enough with the sunlight streaming in through the curtains, and the birds chirping so loudly they could wake the dead.CanadaxDepressed!Reader: Close Your Eyes2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You keep your eyes closed, focusing on the dark and hoping you might fall asleep again. "I don't want to move."
"It's almost seven. You're going to be late." He stands, the bed creaking under the shift in weight, and his footsteps thud away. You hear him shuffling around for a minute before coming back to sit down on the edge of the bed. He takes your face in his hands and plants a soft kiss on your cheek. "Come on. Let's go."
You shake your head slowly. "I can't." It takes effort to push the words past your throat—it takes effort to breathe. Your chest hurts, right in the center between your ribcage, next to your heart, and your fingers are cold—so cold you can't feel them.
"What do you mean?" he asks, patiently. "Are you sick?"
How can you put it so that he'll understand? You bite your lip, your eyes
Snuggling in the cold (canadaxreader)You shiver again. The cold air makes your breath visible, likely from a mile away. Darn false weather reports, you mumble to yourself as you hug your thin jacket closer to your numb body.Snuggling in the cold (canadaxreader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hey, (y/n)!" you hear a voice call and you look up to see your blonde friend looking warm as ever, with his huge coat on and obviously his glasses. You do your best to move your face muscles into a small smile as you say,
"You're so lucky to have that huge coat all the time, the weatherman said it would only be mildly chilly!"
He laughed, replying, "But it is only mildly chilly for up here, eh?" You groan and plop down onto the half-frozen bench, him sitting next to you. You sat there for a moment, and he looked at you as if he were deciding on doing something, and then he opened his coat and wrapped it around you as well as him, so that he was hugging you close to his own warm body. You blush and snuggle closer to him, wrapping your own arms around his chest.
He buries his face into your hair, mumbl
Canada x reader-Stalkers can be cute(request) You weren't very good at figuring out others feelings but, you were 99% positive that there was a boy in your school who had a crush on you. How did you know? Well the boy was always staring at you and blushed every time you looked over in his general direction. You thought he was pretty cute but you also thought it was alittle creepy how he never tried to talk to you.Canada x reader-Stalkers can be cute(request)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Come on. Seriously? You have no idea who I'm taking about, Nana? He's in almost all of our classes!", you explained to your best friend at the lunch table.
"I don't remember seeing any blonde boy with glasses, unless you mean Alfred, but he doesn't have a teddy bear. I don't think I know any high schooler walking around here with a big freaking polar bear! Are you sure? Maybe you're just so lonely that you're imagining cute boys", she questioned your sanity in a hurtful way.
"Well ow...that hurt my self-esteem...but no! I'm not imagining this! He's real and he's always looking at me!"
"That's just being co
CanadaxReader- Actually... (Request)CanadaxReader- Actually... (for Anonymous-Lizard)CanadaxReader- Actually... (Request)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was early fall on campus where you sat beneath the tall maple in the courtyard. It's shedding leaves had plastered to the bench around you. There was just a big enough gap in the wet leaves for you to sit down comfortably. The chilly air turned your ears and nose a dusty pink. Your breath was also visible, clouding your view of the letter you were writing.
You were writing to him again. Your cold knuckles held your notebook and pencil and you wrote nervously, responding to the one he had sent you over a month ago. It seemed like forever since you two talked. With school starting up again, everything seemed like a struggle. You tucked the pencil behind your ear and slipped his now crumpled letter out from your (jacket type) jacket. Scanning your eyes over the handwritten note once more made the chill of autumn disappear, being replaced with the joy of his words.
Without knowing, a smile had spread across your face thinkin
Maple Love: CanadaXReaderFeeling the cold get to his hand, he looked down at it only to suddenly feel over whelming sadness. Your hand wasn't interlocked with his, keeping it warm. He remembered how your fingers used to slot perfectly between his, like two puzzle pieces. He missed how your soft hands would gently squeeze his affectionately as the sun rose over the horizon. Squeezing his hand into a fist, trying to recreate that feeling, the sun suddenly shone over the line of the horizon and suddenly the Canadian felt sadder than ever. He looked up, seeing the maple tree where the two of you met all of those years ago.Maple Love: CanadaXReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Matthew watched sadly as the other children played on the playground. He was off on his own, sitting underneath a maple tree. He sighed to himself, hugging his plush polar bear doll to his chest. He felt tears welling up in his eyes. Even Alfred was already off playing with other kids. His parents didn't seem to notice that he was off on his own alone. It was dangerous for him t
Christmas Cookies CanadaxReader RequestThis gets a bit suggestiveChristmas Cookies CanadaxReader Request2 years ago in Romance More Like This
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(Name) giggled as she made her way down the hall of her local community center to the culinary arts department. This was their last class of the semester because they would be getting out for the Christmas holidays and she was excited, they’d be baking today. She had never been the best baker, but she was sure with a teacher like Ms. Tianna she was sure to get it right. Plus she got to spend time with Matthew. The quiet Canadian was her dear friend and ultimate dream guy. She had a huge crush on him, but was able to conceal it well.
She opened the door to the kitchen/classroom and walked over giving him a hug, “Hey there Mattie~” she said smiling.
“Hey (Name) you look pleased.” He said.
“I just love the snow, the holiday season…this is my favorite time of year~” she said giggling.
“That’s nice to hear (Name), because today we’re baking Holiday Sugar Cookie
(Request) CanadaxReader"I—I just don't know if I can do this!" Matthew whispered in a panic as Alfred attempted to fix his tie.(Request) CanadaxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Of course you can bro! You love her right?!" Alfred laughed, showing a bit of frustration with the red fabric.
"More than anything GAHK--" Matthew gasped as Alfred pulled a little too tightly.
"Then it should be no problem, mon ami." Francis said, swatting Alfred's hands away from the Canadians neck. He loosened the tie's grip, allowing him some oxygen, and adjusted it into place. He then stepped back to admire his handiwork.
"B—but what if I mess up, or slur my speech, or—What if she says no?" Matthew's heart twisted at the very thought.
"To you? No way, bro-hah! You look just like me, and who on this earth could turn down such a handsome face?" Alfred admired himself in the mirror.
Matthew began to breath heavily. "I can't. I can't do it. Not tonight anyway. Some other night maybe…"
Francis put his hands on his hips. "Matthew, you have been saying that for the past month. Tonight
IRL (CanadaxReader)IRLIRL (CanadaxReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Request for NixyClizzy
Logging onto your deviantART, you noticed another note in your inbox. A warm smile lit your face and your chest felt tight. You pulled up the message, noting the familiar username in the spot marked ‘Sent by’.
Eagerly, you read the message.
‘Hey, (F/n)! I just found out I’ll be in (town) for a hockey tournament starting this Monday-’ you checked your calendar. Monday was tomorrow! A bright grin on your face, you looked back down to the message, ‘-and I was wondering if you wanted to meet up? You know, in real life?’
Fingers flying, you typed up your response. ‘I would love to! I think I know which arena you’re at, too! Tell me what time you’re playing and we can get something to eat after your game!’
Noting that he was online still, you cleared the rest of your inbox before reloading the page.
‘First game’s at 1, look for number 71.&
Connection- CanadaxReaderMatthew and I have one of those connections.Connection- CanadaxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
I'm not sure why; I guess it's because we're both so shy and so we don't say much.
It's alright though; between the two of us, we don't need to say much. We just kind of look at each other and know what the other is thinking.
So we have a lot of conversations that I guess someone on the outside would call telepathic. It's not accurate, but it's the best way I could describe it.
One day, Matthew came over to my house and saw me surfing the web.
"Hey, _______. What are you looking up?" he asked.
No telepathy yet, but give it a sec.
"The northern lights." I told him simply.
Still not there.
"Oh." he replied.
"Yeah. You know, one time I actually saw them from my own house. I could only see green, but it was such a beautiful, rare experience that I never forgot it."
Almost there people. Be patient.
He smiled. "That sounds really nice." he told me. So what you're saying is you'd like to see it again.
I smiled back. "Yeah."
CanadaxReader- Never Been Noticed BeforeCanadaxReader- Never Been Noticed BeforeCanadaxReader- Never Been Noticed Before2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The blonde walked discouraged down the halls of the grand place. He had once again been mistaken for America. It seemed like it was happening more and more frequently.
"Darn it, one day I'll give those guys what for!" He tightened a fist of determination and raised it above his head. "I am Canada, dang it!" The man looked around. No one but Kumajiro was near and the white bear was rolling around on the floor and could care less about the country. He sighed and dropped his arm. "And that's my problem, eh?" He leaned up against the nearest wall. "I'm Canada," Gravity pushed him down until he was sitting on the ground. The polar bear waddled up to him and rested his head on Canada's lap.
"Who are you?" he asked quietly.
"You know who I am," He closed his eyes and leaned back his head.
"Um, excuse me, sir?" A voice beckoned Canada to awaken. His eyes fluttered open and focused in upon your face. Your big (eye color) eyes we
CanadaxReader: Puppy LoveSaturday afternoon, you were out walking Maple when you ran into your boyfriend Matthew. His blonde hair was mussed as usual, a stray strand falling over his violet eyes, and he looked like he was in a rush, his clothing disheveled.CanadaxReader: Puppy Love2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
When he saw you, he let out a sigh of adoration, before catching himself and snapping out of his stupor. Stumbling a little over his own feet, he hurried to your side, waving both of his hands as if he were worried you might miss him.
"Hi," he said, out of breath. "How are you?"
"Hey, Mattie." You leaned forward to kiss him on the cheek.
His face flushed pink, and he looked down at the ground. "H-hi," he said again, stammering.
You hid a smile. "What's up? What are you doing here?" You hadn't made any plans to meet up with him this weekend as far as you could remember.
"I wanted to see you," he said, without looking up.
"Oh." You blinked twice, surprised at his assertiveness. He was usually too shy to make the first move. "Did you want to come over? I'm hea
Bittersweet: CanadaxDepressed!Reader_____ sat in the sand and sighed for probably the millionth time that night. She stared up at the sky and bit her lip.Bittersweet: CanadaxDepressed!Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I hate you stars! You mock my pain " she began, a shakiness in her voice. "I'll be fine I've come this far on my own. Same plot, different day " She turned back and stared at the large house behind her. _____ was lucky to have a friend like Alfred. He was letting her stay with him in his beach house.
"The sun and water will be good for you!" he'd told her. "C'mon _____, buck up! It ain't the end of the world!" She scoffed at the thought of his chipper words. Maybe it wouldn't be for someone like Alfred. But to her, it was. Her boyfriend of two years, Roderich, left her just five months ago. And for her best friend Elizabeta, no less. There went two of the greatest relationships she'd ever had.
_____ had known Elizabeta since they were toddlers. There wasn't a single thing that could break them apart Except for Roderich. _____ and Roderich T