CanadaXReader: The Flu*WARNING*: Mature language
Oh God... I held my hand up to my head. I was sitting in bed, and my head was pounding. "Fucking colds..." I covered my mouth for another miserable coughing fit. Just then did I remember...
"SHIT! I was supposed to go ice-skating with Canada today." I facepalmed. How could I forget about Canada? Then again... most people do... But I usually never do. "I better call him and tell him I can't make it." I dragged my hand from under the covers and flung it over to my nightstand. I picked up my phone with whatever strength I had left and dialed his number. It didn't ring for too long.
"Hello?" greeted his sweet, soft voice.
"Hi, Mattie. It's me, _____," I forced myself to answer, trying to hold back another cough.
"Oh, hi, _____!" I could almost feel him smiling over the phone. "What's wrong? You don't sound too well..."
He's always worried about me... "Oh, about that. I'm sorry I can't come i
Request: CanadaxReader~Ice Skating~"It's really n-not that bad _______. You get used to it after a while!" Matthew said, grabbing your elbow as you tottered.Request: CanadaxReader~Ice Skating~3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You pouted, puffing out your cheeks in irritation. You glanced at your Canadian boyfriend, Matthew; wishing that he didn't convince you to do this. You tottered on your ice skates again, clinging to his arm. He was gliding along easily while you were shuffling along, trying to keep up.
"But I can't!" you whined, basically leaning on him.
He grinned, helping you along. "But you're doing great!"
You couldn't help but grin back. He was so sweet sometimes! You almost slipped again; cursing how the cute moment was ruined. Darn skates.
He helped you balance yourself; still gliding along like a pro. You finally grabbed the edge of the skating rink, stopping your shuffling. Matthew stopped perfectly, balancing on his skates with ease.
You looked up at the huge Christmas tree that was standing beside the ice rink. This was your favorite time of year; nothing you get you in
Canada X ReaderCanada X Reader: Canada’s LoveCanada X Reader3 years ago in Settings More Like This
at First Sight
sighs as he just sits and watches people arguing at the world meeting. It’s an
ordinary day for him as always. Him. Doing nothing but watching with Kumajiro
in his arms. Yet no one notices him. If only someone could see him. Put him out
of his depression. Then he spots someone who he has seen before. It’s you.
has sometimes seen you around but considers you a new country. Oh how beautiful
you look, he thought. You seem so nice and innocent. But Canada doubts
that you will ever notice him like the others. Through out the whole meeting,
has done was stare at you from a distance. Admiring all of you, and the
occasional question you would ask. How soft and straightforward
Connection- CanadaxReaderMatthew and I have one of those connections.Connection- CanadaxReader3 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."
His True Love (Romano/Lovino Vargas)You let out a sigh after reading a letter from your friend Italy. He had invited you to a party at his house. As much as you loved parties, there was a face you didn't want to see; Italy's brother, Romano. You two always fought whenever the other was nearby. The fact that Italy's throwing the party means that he'll surely be there. You secretly had a crush on the Italian man, but you wouldn't dare admit it. He pretty much hates you, so why would he be in love with you? Although there may be some perks to going. You'd get to see so many of your good friends you haven't seen in a while. You decided to go and not let Romano spoil your fun.His True Love (Romano/Lovino Vargas)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
-At the party-
You knocked on the door nervously. Now that you had time to think, you thought that this may not be a good idea. So before anybody could answer the door, you start to turn to leave. But that's when Italy opened the door and dragged you in.
"[Name]! You made it!" the Italian said cheerfully.
"Feliciano, it's good to see you again!" Y
Canada X Blind!Reader - Chapter 3I woke to the gentle feeling of warmth upon my face. I went to open my eyes, hoping to find the source of the warmth, but once again, all that met my sight was black. I sighed lightly before shifting onto my back.Canada X Blind!Reader - Chapter 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Only, I found that I couldn't really do that.
Something was restraining me. I felt with a cautious hand down my shoulder and around my front. My fingers met with soft fabric that encircled my being at my waist and chest. Feeling a little farther up the fabric, I met with what felt like silky locks of hair.
Ohhhh. Right. Matthew.
.....Matthew was..... completely enveloping me.
Blood rushed into my cheeks at how uncomfortably close he was. Darn it! I couldn't move much else besides one arm. He was pretty much sleep-hugging me, and seemed to have no intentions of letting go.
I heard him mumble something that sounded oddly like 'maple' as he shifted, wrapping his arms tighter. I could just imagine what kind of happy dream state he was in. So, instead of disturbing the peaceful Ca
RomaniaXReader rewardRomaniaXReaderRomaniaXReader reward2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I laid on my couch hoping for Vlad to come home. He was a vampire, and I was not. Because he's in love with me...other vampires try to kill him, for having a living soul, I guess. So of course at 11 at night I'm dying to see him. Although I can't protect him, I suppose I make him feel like a human.
I saw red eyes in the window. Was a vampire going to try to kill me? I hide under the blanket, praying th red eyes would go away. I didn't want to die just yet. I felt tears go through my (color) eyes. Vlad why can't you just turn me into a vampire, we can be together forever.
I heard the door open through the blanket. Oh no. OH holy horse shit I was going to die. I should at least look at my killer before my death. I take the blanket it off slowly. I turn around, finding my killer, Vlad. He was taking off he maroon long coat. I notice was covered in bruises. He chuckled when he saw the tears stained on my cheeks.
"Thought I was going to kill you?" he asks limping to the
From Italy With Love: RomanoXReaderNothing caps off a perfect morning like a slick ride to the city.From Italy With Love: RomanoXReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
In his black Ferrari, Romano had his one hand on the steering wheel while the other just dangling outside his car window. He smiled as he passed by his people, teenagers, who seemed like doing a thrilling scavenger hunt.
Spain, France and Prussia used to drag him along to their silly schemes, Romano being their little 'bundle of joy'. Then there was that one time when Veneziano asked to teach him how to drive, when the younger twin nearly threw them off a cliff. Romano never let him take the wheel again.
His boss granted him a day off and he'd be spending it with you. You told him you'd be in the city today and you hadn't seen each other for weeks so he took the chance.
He shivered at the thought of how sensitive you get whenever he does something off the grid to you.
Countless people of all ages flocked around the illustrious Fontana di Trevi. It was an unusually busy day in the fall of 1922. A while ago, you and you
CanadaxReader: Sick DayCanadaxReader: Sick DayCanadaxReader: Sick Day3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You coughed hard as you sat in your fairly warm bed. It was spring break and, of course you HAD to get
sick. You had plans with your best friend Matthew. Matthew had been your best friend for well a while
now, but lately you had wanted to become more than friends. What could you say you loved everything
about the Canadian. From his sweet gentle violet eyes to his bear he always carried around. You sighed
and got out your phone and texted him.
' Hey Mattie im gonna have to cancel sorry!'
It took about a minute before he replied.
'huh? Why? Are you ok?'
You texted back
'sick . sorry.'
He replied really fast
'Your sick!? Are you ok? You are ok right?'
Before you could reply he texted you again.
'Hold on name- I'll be there in about ten minutes!'
You sighed again thinking about how he's always worried about you. Your face went red when you
thought about him and you being alone him taking care of you you and him alone. You mentally
Seven Minutes In Heaven (Latvia x Reader) Part 1Your friend Alfred was hosting a house party and had invited you – much to your dismay. You would have much rather been at home blogging and reading fanfiction all night but your vibrant friend had insisted you come along, and you couldn't let him down.Seven Minutes In Heaven (Latvia x Reader) Part 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Yo! Everyone, we're gonna play seven minutes in heaven" the blond shouted, "everyone take a piece of paper from my hat to see who you get!" Alfred lifted the hat above his head signifying for the others to come to him.
Oh great, you mentally sighed, you approached Alfred cautiously and took out a piece of paper. Written on the piece of paper was 'Raivis', your lips formed the name silently. He was the small Latvian boy in your English class who was always reading romance novels. You had nothing against him, in fact even though you had barely spoken to him before you felt like you could relate to him.
"Um, h-hi, [Name]" Raivis smiled timidly at you with a blush plastered on his cheeks. The small blond held out his ha
CanadaXReader- Love bugsCanadaXReader- Love bugs2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Today, you and your best friend, Matthew Williams, were going for a 5 hour drive to Niagara Falls. You had slept for the first two hours, and woke up. You tried going back to sleep, but couldn’t.
“_______? Having trouble sleeping?” You heard a gentle voice ask.
You turned, only to find worried violet eyes meet your [e/c] irises. You blinked and laughed.
“I’m fine, Mattie. Thank you for worrying though~” You cooed.
You saw a bright yellow Volkswagen pass. You remembered the game you used to play with Matthew when you two were kids. You were about to punch him, but stopped yourself.
You didn’t like to say ”Yellow one!” or whatever. Instead, you would say; ”I love you!”
It was never weird to do it to Matthew before, why was it suddenly so strange? Well, recently you had developed feelings for the Canadian. His silky, light blonde hair. His smooth, whit
Can I Meet You? CanadaXReaderAccording to Merriam and Webster:Can I Meet You? CanadaXReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Stalker (stôk’er) n. is
- A person who pursue someone obsessively and to the point of harassment.
That was a tad bit technical though, and his intentions weren’t as obsessive as what the dictionary suggested. Maybe it meant…
One who tracks someone, who does not have any association with them, and take facts about the person.
Well, it was not exactly like that.
Wait, maybe a stalker is someone who follows their revered individual, without the said person’s perceptive.
Indeed, that was what it meant and that description perfectly defined him, Matthew Williams.
He was not sure when and where it started, really. But one thing he knew for sure, he started stalking you the moment he laid eyes on you.
Maybe it was because he found your smile pretty?
Or maybe because you were similar to the heroine of the comics he drew?
Matthew sighed. Honestly, he could come up with a lot of justifications but only one
CanadaxReader-PancakesYou were rushing around your kitchen, frantically trying to finish making pancakes before your best friend Matthew came over. He had been your friend ever since you had met as little kids, and to be honest you felt a little bit more towards your favourite Canadian friend. Okay, maybe more than a little bit, you were head over heels for the boy, but it's not like you could help it! He was so sweet and shy, and even though you would get looks from people passing by that made it obvious they thought you were totally crazy (because they couldn't see him, poor guy) you couldn't care less. So here you were, attempting to impress him by making his favourite food in the world - pancakes. They would probably never compare to the ones he made (they tasted like food straight from the gods, no joke) but you had to try anyway.CanadaxReader-Pancakes4 years ago in Romance More Like This
When you heard the doorbell ring you just about had a heart attack, not expecting the loud noise to pull you out of the trance you had managed to get into.
"Coming!" You yell
Iris - CanadaxReader"Ugh," you groaned as you came across another math problem that had you stumped completely. "I hate whoever decided that “real life” problems were a necessity for us teens to learn," you said aloud in a frustrated tone. “Who cares if Jenny is going to New York from Las Vegas, what time would she get there if blah blah blah blah blah. If this is so important why isn’t she doing this problem on the plain? Oh yeah, it’s because NO ONE CARES!” You placed the end of your mechanical pencil in your mouth, not biting on it, as you stare at the problem.Iris - CanadaxReader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Dude, which problem are you on?" your friend Alfred asked you. Not even turning him you answered, "Number 8." "Whaa?! I'm still on 4." Alfred exclaimed. Like everyday after school, you were at Alfred's house doing homework. Well at least trying to. You guys never really get much work done since Alfred was an easily distracted goofball and you were a smart girl but a terrible procrastinator. The only one who e
Lycan Love (CanadaXWerewolf!Reader) The full moon looked down upon the forest, illuminating your domain. Your body trembled as the metamorphosis proceeded. Your ears became angular and shifted to a higher location on your skull. The sound of your bones cracking and repositioning echoed through the pines, tormenting you almost as much as the pain causing the noise. Thick (h/c) fur pushed itself out of your skin as your teeth and nails sharpened. A tail tore a hole in your pants, allowing a little bit of cold air to hit your flesh. And finally your faced stretched to form a muzzle, intensifying your agony. You lifted your wolfen head toward the sky and answered the moon's call.Lycan Love (CanadaXWerewolf!Reader)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You never asked for this. You never wanted to be a slave to Mother Luna. You were a normal girl, blinded by love. He did this to you, your ex-boyfriend. The thought of him made you growl involuntarily. He told you that he loved you, that he would die to protect you. But his cowardly nature was revealed that fatefu
RQ: Child!RomanoxChild!ReaderRQ: Child!RomanoxChild!ReaderRQ: Child!RomanoxChild!Reader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You knelt on the hard asphalt, hands pressed against your face. One reason was to hide the flow of tears and another reason, was to protect your face from the stones and sticks being thrown by your tormentors.
Children can be cruel, brutally cruel. And you were experiencing that first hand.
You lowered your hands slightly, glaring with watery eyes at your tormentors. Their faces blurred together, as did their cruel words.
You were only seven, you should be playing with friends, not crying alone.
"LEAVE-A HER ALONE!!!" A voice shouted, startling you. You looked over at your defendant.
It was one of the Italian brothers. The eldest one.
He glared at your assailants, a large stone clutched in one fist. He raised it, still glaring.
"Touch-a her, and I will-a kill you!!"
The other students backed off, muttering under their breath. You ignored them, staring teary-eyed at your savior.
Changed 2p!CanadaXReaderThe blond Canadian sighed, resting his chin on his hand as he lazily watched the other countries argue like five year olds. It was a little sad, really. But as much as Canada would love to give his opinion, it wouldn't be heard, simply because no one noticed him. Sure, the Canadian was used to it, but that didn't mean he hated it any less.Changed 2p!CanadaXReader3 years ago in Horror More Like This
He then felt someone tap on his shoulder and, naturally, he looked up. You flashed him a smile, sitting next to him. "Hey there, Canada!"
"H-Hey!" He stammered, smiling, his cheeks turning a faint shade of pink. Oh yeah, there was one person who noticed him: you. He had become friends with you at one of the world meetings, and now the two of you had become best friends, though the Canadian wanted to be more. You were cute, nice, and you noticed him. He'd be crazy not to fall in love with you. But the poor blond was so shy, he could never muster up the courage to ask you out. So he decided that, for now, he could deal with just being friends.
So the C
Light in a Grey World (CanadaxReader)Light in a Grey World (CanadaxReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
...Toronto, Canada. Hmph, not exactly the most exotic place in the world, but it works. You wait till 1:30, and then go to board your flight. After getting your bags checked and being patted down, something you found really uncomfortable, you are finally allowed on the plane. You’re surprisingly sat by yourself, which was pretty lonely. You were hoping you’d find someone to chat with but it looks like once again, luck wasn't on your side.
The flight ends in about three hours. You had fallen asleep on the way and were suddenly woken up by the landing. As you got off you were handed
FrancexReader OneshotFrancexReaderFrancexReader Oneshot3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The word your family and friends used to describe you was "Introverted"
You were quiet, disliking large crowds and gatherings. You tried to avoid them at all costs. It wasn't that you were very shy, you just liked being alone.
Of course having two older brothers didn't help. Especially when those said brothers were North and South Italy.
Luckily for you, as the personification of Sicily, you stayed on your island and kept to your self.
Or tried to.
"You've, like avoided dese meeting for like YEARS!" Felix, A.K.A. Poland, was yammering in your ear.
"You know I don't like crowds." You sighed into the phone.
"Girl! How are you ever gunna get laid?"
You turned bright red, "That is the least of my concerns!"
"Uh, huh. Right." You could practically see his face, eyebrow raised, eyes half closed and a cat like smirk.
"But seriously _____. De last meeting you vent to vas like, fifty years ago."
You sighed again, knowing that if you refu
Neko!RomanoxReader PT 1Neko!RomanoxReader PT 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
-Goddamit!What did you do?!-someone shouted-
-I-I accidentally turned him into a cat!
-THAT'S WHAT I MEAN!What are we going to do?!
-He is still unconsinuos...Let's leave him in (name)'s door!She is going to take care of him!
-Sure...I-I guess...Oh god he is gonna kill us!
-No,I don't think the same way..Anyways hurry up!
The two misterious people left a cat next to (name)'s door.But...it wasn't a 'normal' cat...
I woke up at 10 a.m since I am still on vacations...I opened the window and say hello to everything...It wasn't common on me but..
for some random reason,I was feeling happy.In fact it wasn't a 'random reason''Why do I love you Lovino?...
I bet that I am happy because I dreamt about you again'I smiled and my curl turned into a heart.[You had a curl like the italian brothers]
As usual I went out to take the newspaper...But..
"What?"You said"Is this a cat?"
You found a cat sleeping.
'Weird...He has a curl lik
CanadaXReader: April's fools dayCanadaXReader: April’s fools dayCanadaXReader: April's fools day3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Matthew sighed as he left the world meeting room. Why were they always fighting? He had had enough of it and had decided it didn’t matter whether he was sitting there and was ignored or that he left and went home. He was feeling terrible, even his friend _____ didn’t talk to him today, she was too busy arguing with Alfred. Stupid Alfred; he was demanding all of _____’s attention. Matthew put on his coat and wanted to walk away when the door of the meeting room swung open. You were standing in the doorway, clearly looking for something.
‘Matt!’ you said when you saw him, ready to leave. ‘Where are you going?’
‘I-I’m leaving...’ he answered, staring at his shoes.
‘Why?’ you asked, tilting your head slightly.
‘They don’t listen to me anyway...’ Matthew sighed.
You didn’t object, you knew it was true. So you just stood there, glaring at your friend.
Canada x Reader: Snowed InIt was the worst storm your county had known in decades, and it had to strike when you were visiting a certain someone. Yes, a bone chilling blizzard had broke out at bellow freezing right after you had arrived that evening. The weather forecast had predicted much snow fall, but not in this way. This was beyond belief, mind boggling even.Canada x Reader: Snowed In3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The day started off like any other day in winter. You were heading to your dear boyfriend's house, Matthew ,Christmas was around the corner and you were going to spend a week with him for it. The two of you have been together for around a year now, but you two weren't rushing things. Separate houses were a good thing, it gave you independence so you would not bother the other too much by being clingy.
Pulling up to the freshly snow shoveled drive way, you stepped out and strolled onto the porch. You were careful with your steps because anyone could be clumsy and trip of some slippery snow or ice. It happened to everyone and you defiantly did not
Canada X Reader Camping Trip“Matthew, do you have it?”Canada X Reader Camping Trip2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You slid the pole through the fabric of the tent, and straightened your back as Matthew pulled the pole through to the other side. You and your boyfriend Matthew were camping in beautiful pine forest in Ontario, Canada. The verdant green pine needles rustled in the cool northern breeze. It was summer, but this far north it got chilly towards evening, even in the summer. You were camping in a quiet clearing a little ways from the shore of Lake Huron. Matthew, being Canadian, and an avid outdoorsman, knew all the beautiful little places that his nation contained.
In the clearing, golden pine needles carpeted the ground and dampened the sound of your footsteps. The only sounds were the trills of song birds and your own voices. Matthew wore a red and white plaid shirt and smiled happily as he gazed up at the sky through the branches of the trees. His violet eyes sparkled at you as he asked,
“Do you like it ------- ?”
Canada x Reader. Cold days and warm nights."G-G-God! It's f-f-freezing!" You stammered to yourself as you stepped off of the plane, teeth chattering uncontrollably. This was your first trip to Canada, and you were coming to meet up with your boyfriend, Matthew.Canada x Reader. Cold days and warm nights.1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Okay, so you'd never actually met him in real life, so what? The two of you had video-called on Skype, so it wasn't like you didn't know who you were looking for. And you were 21, so you could look after yourself.
But the weather in northern Canada was below freezing, and you weren't at all prepared for it. Though he had warned you that it would be cold. So you'd prepared for your kind of cold, not... This kind of cold.
Hurrying inside the airport itself, you impatiently waited until you could reach the carouselle and reclaim your bags. You couldn't wait to meet him! The two of you had talked and talked about the first thing you were going to do when you saw eachother, and had eventually decided on a big bear-hug. Possibly