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
2P-CanadaxReader part 2 Finale2P-CanadaxReader2P-CanadaxReader part 2 Finale3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Only a month and three days left in Canada. All that time with nothing to do.
You had already seen all the sights after the tall Canadian, Matthew had left. The two and a half days spent with him were probably the most interesting so far.
You missed Kuma, the wolf wasn't as scary as he had first appeared, more like a giant puppy then a large beast. And if you allowed yourself to think on the matter, you admitted that you also missed the Matthew. But you tried not to think about him.
Flopping down on your bed, you flipped open your phone. Time to bug Alfred.
"YO! This is Al."
"Hi _______. What's up?"
"YEAH! I've done everything interesting!" You heard him grumble something.
"So what am I supposed to do? Send you a puzzle?" His tone was whiny and uncaring.
'S.O.B' You though venomously 'It's your fault I'm here.'
"Can you give me Mattie's number?"
Oops, that slipped o
Bad Luck: 2P!CanadaXReaderBad Luck: 2P!CanadaXReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You chuckled as Alfred made a fool out of himself, yet again. He really was an idiot sometimes, but one of your best friends none the less. There was a growling sound behind you that sent shivers down your spine. Then Arthur pulled up beside you with an amazing smelling pink frosted cupcake.
"Would you like it?" He asked, his smile a little sadistic.
You laughed nervously and pushed the cupcake away. "No thanks, I, uh, don't want to get a cavity. Too many of your delicious sweets can do that, you know," you gave a nervous smile.
With a sneer, the personification of England put away the treat. He turned to Alfred, the personification of America. "Come on Al, let's go home."
"No way!" Sneer Alfred, glaring at him, "You'll just try to feed me more of those poisonous cupcakes! I'm gonna hang out with __." He sent a seductive grin your way.
The pink haired nation growled again. "We are going home and you will eat my cupcakes!" He snapped, getting a death grip on the red eyed
I Promise [2P!Canada x Reader](Name) had spent the entire day inside again.I Promise [2P!Canada x Reader]3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Matthew glared at the woman with narrowed eyes from her position on the couch; she was sprawled out in an ungainly fashion, staring up at the ceiling with blank (e/c) eyes, and the television's monochromatic glow made her form look almost alien. She had been watching the old black and white shows yet again, it seemed. Although, from the atmosphere in the room, Matthew could guarantee she hadn't paid attention to the screen even once.
"You promised you'd go outside today," Matthew growled dangerously, crossing his arms as he continued his heated glare at (name) with nearly venomous violet eyes. "What have I said about breaking promises to me, (name)?"
"I'm sorry." Her voice was as colorless as the television program currently playing on the screen. It was devoid of anything and everything that could have even been considered apologetic. "I just didn't feel like it. I'll do it tomorrow. I promise."
"Fucking liar!" the Canadian snarled, his to
2p!Canada x ReaderPrize for K8tly1n!2p!Canada x Reader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Warning for language.
“Oi, _____! Hurry up, dammit! We’re going to be late!” Matthew Williams stood outside, pounding on the front door. You opened your bedroom window. “Chill, will you? I’m gonna be a few minutes. You can leave without me if you want.” He quit abusing the door to cross his arms. “No thanks. I’ll wait.”
“That’s what I thought.” You shut the window and continued getting ready. After a minute Matthew started knocking again. Grabbing your things and half falling down the stairs, you landed surprisingly well in the living room. “Grandma! I’m going to school now.” “Your lunch is by the door. Have a good day, dear,” she called back from wherever she was. You had been living with your grandmother for a year now, your father being long dead and your mother rather abusive. But seeing as
2p!CanadaXxXxReader"Shut the fuck up, [Name]!" A dark haired man with a bat yelled.2p!CanadaXxXxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"You shut the fuck up, Al! Don't you dare tell [Name] to shut up!" A blonde haired man with shades and a long curl yelled back.
"No one wants to fuckin' hear her sing!"
"I do~ Would anyone like a cupcake~?" A man with pink hair asked.
"You shut the fuck up too, Artie!"
"U-um...You guys?" The girl whose name was [Name] tried to speak up.
"Shut the fuck up [Name]!" They both yelled.
"This is a man's battle!"
"What part of you is manly!?"
"I'm gonna kill you, Mattie!"
The dark haired man, known as Al, swung his bat towards the blonde haired man, known as Mattie.
Mattie ducked, which caused it to hit Artie, the man with the pink hair.
"Al! You messed up my face! And my cupcakes!" Artie yelled.
"It wasn't like anyone was going to eat them." He blankly stated.
They continued to yell back and forth.
"I'm just going to leave then, if any of you are listening."
Which no one was.
"B-bye guys. See you later." She said as she walked
2P CanadaxReader OneShot2P!CanadaxReader2P CanadaxReader OneShot3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
New Years resolution
That hockey stick. The one wrapped in barbed wire . The one with blood stained bandages.
How you hated it.
But he loved it, he cherished it like it was his one and only love.
He wasn't home right now, probably off messing around at some club. He would come back drunk, smelling of cigarettes and cheap perfume. But not yet, not for a while.
But you were home and so was the stick.
You walked over to it and grabbed the handle. It was heavy, surprisingly heavy. The handle was worn smooth, but the rest was rough.
It looked like it would burn quite easily.
You entered the kitchen of your small apartment and grabbed a pack of matches.
Back into the living room.
You wrapped the hockey stick in newspaper and set it on the grate in the fireplace.
He would kill you for this. But that was okay, because in a way you would be victorious.
Flicking a match in you sat back, watching as it slowly turn to ash. He would be home soon
2p!CanadaxReader-HelpHelp2p!CanadaxReader-Help3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Whats worse than being lost in a forest?
Getting lost in a forest, in the middle of the night, alone, during the late autumn.
You sighed, and due to the cool temperature your breath can be visible. Rubbing your palms together to create friction that will hopefully give you some heat, you slapped your palms immediately to your face. The heat only lasted for only a minute before the biting cold returned.
Trudging through the rocky road now thick with snow, you tried to remember the path that you took to get back home but unfortunately for you snowfall have started and covered your tracks from before making back tracking impossible. The thick fog didnt help either.
Groaning, you sat down on a wide flat rock big enough for your butt to be cozy. Cmon God, give me a sign. As if on cue, a low groaning noise broke the eerie silence of the forest. You couldnt tell if it was sheer coincidence or you had to review your faith later on.
Another groan could b
2p!Canada x Reader - Brother Problems2p!Canada x Reader - Brother Problems3 years ago in Settings More Like This
You were walking thru a zoo because you was bored and had nothing else to do. You saw people helping putting a new Canadian Bull Moose in a fence. The moose wasn't really happy. It started to buck and kicked out of the crate. It saw you and ran right to you. Out of the corner of your eye you saw a hockey puck hit the moose.
"Hey! Leave the girl alone you dumb moose!" The man yelled. The moose looked at the man. The moose scratched the ground and few times than took off. The guy that save you just stand there. "Hey, watch out!" you yelled. The man didn't listen.
The man got rammed by the moose but you didn't see him. Than you saw him push the moose back. -Is he trainer or what?- you were confused. After of the man wrestling with the bull moose it finally gave up. The workers got the moose back into the fence.
The man went over to you "Are you okay?" "Yeah, Thank you for saving me." you blushed. "Oi! Matthew come on." you saw a group of guys. "Your name is Matthew." he nodded. "I came he
2p!Canada x Reader: Meet the Family"Remember to stay away from Al, Arthur, and... You know what stay away from all of them." You rolled your eyes at your boyfriend's lecturing. The two of you were currently driving to his house so you could meet his family. "I know Mattie and if the Axis are there I should avoid them," you said in exasperation.2p!Canada x Reader: Meet the Family3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"One don't call me that and two you better stay away from those bastards." You pouted. "Why can't I call you 'Mattie'? I do it all the time!" Canada glared at you, making you stop talking immediately.
As the car pulled into the drive-way, Canada tensed, as if he was expecting something to happen. Ignoring him you got out of the car. Before you even knew what happened you found yourself pulled into a set of arms that definitely didn't belong to your boyfriend. "What's a cute doll like you doin' here?" America asked.
Canada got out of the car quickly before punching his brother in the face and pulling you to his chest. "Keep it in your pants, Al." Canada said.
Stalker!2P!CanadaXReader- The Science Project... Matthew watched as (Name) walked into her school. She was one of the biggest "Losers" in school. In truth she was sweet, and alone. People made fun of her a lot, even Matthew's brother Alfred. Matthew had every single class with her and would always stare at her through his sunglasses. From what Matthew knew, she had only one close friend named (Best Friend's Name). Other then that she was all alone. Strangely to Matthew, (Name) always seemed to be able to smile even though her life was sad. Matthew sighed and grabbed his backpack before following her to her locker. Matthew began grabbing his books as (Name) did the same. As Matthew reached for his history book it fell out of his locker. (Name) bent down and picked it up, handing it to him. "Here's your book Matthew..." (Name) said handing him the book. Matthew just nodded and headed to class with (Name). The first class of the day was science.Stalker!2P!CanadaXReader- The Science Project...3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Leave Me Alone! Bully!2p!CanadaXNerd!Reader"Hey! Four eyes!"Leave Me Alone! Bully!2p!CanadaXNerd!Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You flinched at the nickname but you grit your teeth and tightened your hold on your books, determined not to look at him. Grin and bear it, as your mother used to say.
"Hey, four eyes! I'm talking to you!"
God, why couldn't he just leave you alone?! You saw all the girls in your class fangirl over that jerk, though you didn't understand why at all. Sure, he was Canadian, but what differance did that make?
God, how you hated him. You hated that stupid, shit eating grin of his, that stupid Canadian accent, and his stupid I'm better than you attitude. To top it all off, he felt the need to bully you constantly and remind you why you were part of the unpopular crowd. Oh yes, you loathed him, and you were starting to get sick of his bullshit.
You felt a hand slam down on your shoulder and you whipped around, your patience wearing thin. Sure enough, you came face-to-face with jock Matthew Williams and his usual goddamn grin, long blond hair pulled b
My Dark Valentine: 2P!Canada ((Request))My Dark Valentine: 2P!Canada ((Request))3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You nervously ringed your hands together as the young males eyes bored through your head.
Your ringed as his stare grew sharper. His dark violet eyes narrowed in concentration. He was just simply looking into the back of your head, his eyes hidden by his dark shades, his hands clenched into fists, unknowingly shaking.
You gulped, your body shaking so badly that the sketchpad you had in your hands shook wildly.
The Scariest guy in school, Matt Williams, brother to the school's bully, Al Jones, has taken an interest in you. ((How they were brothers was beyond you. Matt was Canadian while Al was American))
And the Canadian was staring death holes through the back of your head in art class. You tried to draw a smooth straight line but you were so shaken that it scribbled in a messy line. You winced suddenly as his chair scraped loudly across the floor, causing a loud horrifying screeching sound.
Everyone in the class tensed up as Matt slowly began walking towards your sit, his heavy boot c
Shoveling: 2p!Canada x ReaderWarning: I swear. Do I even have to say that anymore? Puhhhh... Swearing is good for you! So deal with it.Shoveling: 2p!Canada x Reader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Matthew woke to the sounds of shoveling snow. He wondered if some kids were shoveling his drive for money. Well, he sure as hell wasn’t going to pay them, he thought, rolling over to find your warmth. Matthew shot up, finding you no where to be seen. “_____!” he called out, kind of worried. You never woke up before him.
There was no sound. Just the constant shoveling that was starting to grind against his last nerve. Throwing open the curtains he prepared to yell at whoever the hell it might have been to go away. But it was you.
He went down the stairs and out the front door. You didn’t hear him and kept on shoveling. “_____.” he said sternly.
“Hey, Mattie.” you said, not stopping.
Matthew frowned, “Don’t call me that.”
“Sorry, Mattie.” you said, grinning, but still not stopping.
He sighed, knowing he co
2P!CanadaxReader2P!CanadaxReader2P!CanadaxReader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You hated your job. Your boss was an ass, the work was sleep inducing and your colleges had the attention spans of goldfish. There was only one thing that got you through the day.
The thought that after work, you had a nice warm bath to look forward to. And your boyfriend, though after a long day of work, he was second to a relaxing bath.
"Maaaaaaaattie. I'm home." You trilled, kicking off your shoes and throwing your briefcase to the floor. It made a small thudding sound, nearly sending a lamp toppling over. You shuffled through the house, looking for your reclusive Canadian boyfriend.
He was nowhere to be found. Which was normal, he was always heading off to the woods. It wouldn't surprise you if he was part tree and part bear. Then again, he might be a decedent of the Yeti.
Giggling at the idea, you hurried into the bedroom. Grabbing your undergarments, you stripped, wrapping a towel around your body. You peeked into the living
No Smoking Policy (2p!CanadaXReader) CAUTION: SWEARINGNo Smoking Policy (2p!CanadaXReader)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
At this time of the year, you honestly hated your job. It was early August; the height of tourist season in the great state of Maine, and the little shop you worked at didn’t have air conditioning. You worked in one of the countless tourist trap stores that lined the main street in Old Orchard Beach. You understood why every Mainer hated this season. The state motto may be “Vacationland”, but what we really mean is “Give us your money and leave.” But the thing about Old Orchard was that during the summer, you had a hard time telling if this was Maine or Canada.
That’s right. Canadians. They practically migrated down here during the height of the tourist season, taking their French, politeness, “ehs”, and the whole wearing-underwear-under-the-swimsuit thing (you had to find out the hard way). Not that you didn't like them. They were nice enough. It just got really, really old working in that tiny litt
Hard Day, Soft Spot~2P!Canada X Reader RequestHard Day, Soft SpotHard Day, Soft Spot~2P!Canada X Reader Request3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
2P! Canada X Reader Request~ To MissCrazy97
The roaring flames in the fireplace were spraying waves of warmth to you you’re your cocoon position on the couch. Wrapped up in super soft blankets, you peered out the large cabin windows at the weathery night. Snow was cascading down from the heavens, each heavy blow of it slightly worrying you more as your gaze went to the clock, counting each second.
The speed of the falling was a problem, but the sound of the front door slamming open relieved your worries, turning to look up at the broad shadowed figure in the doorway grumbling curses as he knocked the snow from his boots, placing his bloody hockey stick against the closet. You smiled kindly as he shook the white snowflakes from his wavy blonde hair, getting up and going to him as he slowly peeled off his gloves and unbuttoned his Mounties jacket.
Standing in front of him, you reached a hand out to him, but yanked it back swiftly. His black
All Cause of a Cupcake 2P!CanadaxReaderA small sigh escaped you as you tried your best not to fall asleep during your Statistics lecture. Despite your better judgment, you had once again stayed up until four in the morning; even though you had to wake up at nine. So now you had to suffer through a monotonous PowerPoint on statistics’ calculations for an hour and fifteen minutes while trying not to let your head drop to your desk.All Cause of a Cupcake 2P!CanadaxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You gave up your battle twenty minutes into class.
Luckily for you, the class was a rather large one, so you were easily hidden from your professor’s judging eyes. However you weren’t so hidden from a friend of yours in the row behind you, whose light snickering immediately caught your attention. You tilted your head just enough to send a lazy glare his way, which just made him smirk.
“Shut up, Marc,” you grumbled, turning your head back to face the front.
“You’re not very good about getting sleep, (Name). Do I need to enforce a bed time?”
Werewolf!2P!CanadaxReaderWerewolf!2P!CanadaxReaderWerewolf!2P!CanadaxReader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You hated camping, you really did. The whole, "No civilization, no toilet and no warm house" thing didn't appeal to you. Nor did the whole "Copious amounts of bugs every where."
You weren't an outdoors person. But that didn't matter, your crazy family dragged you along anyway. To a crappy cabin in the middle of the woods. For Two months.
If you forced yourself to be optimistic, you would be glad that it was a house instead of a tent. You might have been happy that there was a bathroom. But you weren't, so you didn't.
"Awww, if you feel so grouchy, why don't you go for a walk?" Your mother piped up, opening one of the boxes that held kitchen items. You looked out the kitchen window, it was dusk, slowly going dark. What a wonderful idea.
Deciding to punish your parents, you left through the back door. All you had to do was become "Lost" for an hour or so, then saunter back home. That would teach them and freak th
2P!Canada x Reader- Second Chance2P!Canada x Reader- Second Chance3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Walking with your head down the hallways of the school and keeping as quiet as possible, with your hood over your head. Everyone would say something rude or mean about you. Just because you got the best grades and always keep the rules straight. You wanted no problems, no fights, just peace and silence. You finally reached your locker and opened it, putting your books you didn't need and only keeping the ones you needed.
Before you could close the locker, someone else did it, slamming it with brute force, making you step back a little in fear. Your eyes were glued from the floor to piercing violent eyes. You didn't need to look at his face, only his eyes could tell you who he was.
Matthew Williams, or how he prefered to be called, Matt. He was the most scary and intimidating guy of the school, along with his brother, Al. Matt seemed to take a liking in messing with you. Each day pushing, tripping or making fun of you, it was like, his favorite hobby, besides beating the crap of annyone
First Date (2P Canada x Reader)Matthew glared at himself. He finally got her to go out with him and now he had no fucking idea on where to take her. He took many chicks out, it wasn’t a big deal and he had no fucking idea why he was stressing over taking ________ out. They’ve been places alone, it wasn’t a big deal…before but now it was. He thought about the movies but nothing good was playing. He knew her long enough that she hated chick flicks. Maybe a dive bar, he could get in no problem but then there’s the other shit like him getting into a fight and she getting hurt. Maybe bowling that could work.First Date (2P Canada x Reader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Why don’t you take her to the movies?” he jumped. Artie was looking over his shoulder. He scowled at him.
“Nothing good is playing,”
“Ooh! How about that nice looking movie about boy meets girl?”
“She’d kill me, she hates those lovey dovey chick flicks and I don’t want to be around all that estrogen,”
2P-GermanyxReader part 22P- GermanyxReader2P-GermanyxReader part 23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A year had past since you had been sent into the past. A year living with Lutz. A man you had come to love (despite his perverted personality).
"Kätzchen." He whined from the couch, "Get me a beer! Ze talk show is about to come on!!"
He was fiddling with the large radio that sat next to the couch.
The talk show. A.K.A Propaganda crap. You didn't know how he was able to listen to that crap. Luckily for you, you didn't understand half the stuff the commentator guy said.
"You already had two." You didn't bother getting up from your spot on the small chair.
"Kätzchen!!!!" He whined again, glaring at you. You glared back. You hated when his breath smelled of beer. It was almost as bad as when he ate wurst.
He grumbled something ,running a hand through his perfectly slicked back hair. The show came on. You blocked out the sound of the guy's whiny voice.
"It's been over a year since ve met." Lu
Break Your Little Heart ((2p!Canada x Reader))Break Your Little Heart ((2p!Canada x Reader))3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Break Your Little Heart
2p!Canada x Reader
“Hey Mattie!” The addressed turned to face his brother while raising one of his eyebrows. “What do you want?” He asked as the American approached and wrapped an arm around the Canadian’s shoulders. “You heard about that new hottie in school right? The transferee from ?” Matthew rolled his eyes. “What about her?”
Al grinned. “Well, April fool’s Day is coming up soon so, you know dude, why not play a prank on her little feelings? I’ll pay the bill every time you eat at the mall for three years.” He bribed as the blond wrapped his arms. “I’m not that cheap, bastard.”
In cue, the bell rang to indicate the start of the next period will begin in 5 minutes. “Come on Mattie, just get into it.” Al forced gripping his brother’s collar. “Fine, but I want you to give me $500 dollars every month as well for three years.” Matthew smi
2p!CanadaxReader-Help 2Part 22p!CanadaxReader-Help 23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Its been a full week since that incident, the last time you saw him. Upon knowing about the whole story, your parents got mad. Your father nearly had a panic attack, your mother actually had one. But you assured them that you were okay. Of course they heard nothing of it and told you to come back home.
You said no. You had so much more to learn about Canada, which you had enjoyed so far excluding the bears. Speaking of bears, the little cub you found in the woods was staying with Matthew until his leg fully recovers. You loved the little guy, he was the main reason why you wanted to stay, you felt like you needed to watch over him.
Then there was a certain forest ranger. Said ranger named Matthew. You were drawn to him like a moth to a flame, a dangerous kind of attraction. Your aunt had informed you what he was, he was an outcast among the rangers due to his bad temper and inhumane strength. You begged to differ, he was nothing but nice.
He had took you to the hospital af
(request) 2P!Canada x ReaderYou stood in fear of the man in front of you, he looked down at you, blood covering him as he looked down at you, his bear standing next to him, covered in blood as well.(request) 2P!Canada x Reader4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Now, who are you." He grinned at you and you shrunk back.
"(N-Name)...." You whispered. You looked up at him as he smirked. He held a hand out to you and you looked up at him, deciding whether to take it or shrink back.
"Take the God damn hand." He growled and you nodded, taking his hand. He smiled and pulled you to your feet and pulled you into his arms.
You were frozen in fear and shock as the man hugged you.
"Your mine now~" He whispered in your ear and then nipped it gently. Soon after a wave of exhaustion hit you and you blacked out.
You woke up in a bright room. Your eyes stung slightly from the brightness so you shut them for a second. You opened them back up and sat up, noticing the white blankets that had been seconds ago keeping you warm. You looked to the window and watched as the grey curtain