2P CanadaxReader OneShot2P!CanadaxReader
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
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
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
2P!CanadaxReader2P!CanadaxReader2P!CanadaxReader2 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
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 Reader2 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
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!Canada x ReaderPrize for K8tly1n!2p!Canada x Reader2 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!Canada x Reader- Second Chance2P!Canada x Reader- Second Chance2 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
I taste maple syrup... 2p!Canada x ReaderWarning: I swear in this one too. But I don't give a shit anymore. See, I just swore in a warning about swearing...I taste maple syrup... 2p!Canada x Reader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Your boyfriend broke away from the kiss with frown on his face. Staring back at him you tried to keep the sheepish look off your face. “Is something wrong, Matt?” you asked.
“We didn’t have pancakes for breakfast.” he said.
Damn it, you thought, he knows.
You just frowned trying to keep an innocent look on your face, “So?”
“I taste maple syrup.” Matthew said, catching your lips again. You knew it might be better to keep your mouth shut, but you couldn’t resist your sexy Canadian boyfriend. When he finally pulled back, he said, “I definitely taste maple syrup.” You nodded on instinct, still lightheaded.
He leaned down and started to kiss your neck, making you moan. “Did you make pancakes without me?” he asked. Unable you speak you just shook your head. “Then what troub
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
I Promise [2P!Canada x Reader](Name) had spent the entire day inside again.I Promise [2P!Canada x Reader]2 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
Werewolf!2P!CanadaxReaderWerewolf!2P!CanadaxReaderWerewolf!2P!CanadaxReader2 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!FrancexMother!Reader2P!FrancexMother!Reader with Child!2P!America and Child!2P!Canada2P!FrancexMother!Reader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You sighed as your seven year old son hurtled into the kitchen, clutching his face. Again.
Alfred's tanned face was streaked with tears and a rather large bruise covered his forehead. His bottom lip was trembling and he glared at the floor, most likely was trying not cry.
"What happened Alfred?"
You knelt to his level, gently pulling his hand away from his face. His left cheek was swollen and a trickled of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.
You stared, feeling your anger rise inside you.
Which dumb ass, son of a bitch had hit your child?
Alfred was breathing heavily, his nostrils flared slightly as he held back tears.
"Open your mouth Al."
He shook his head, trying to pull away. You pursed your lips and his shoulders slummed.
Slowly he opened his mouth slightly, wincing. A few tears slid down his cheek.
The inside of Alfred's mouth was a bloody mess.
2P!FrancexMother!Reader Part five/Final2P!FrancexMother!Reader With Child!2P!American and Child!2P!Canada2P!FrancexMother!Reader Part five/Final2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You stared at Oliver with a mixture of fear and nausea. He grinned, his pink flecked eyes darting from you to Alfred.
Something changed when you saw the pure malice in the Englishman's eyes.
The fear and nausea drained away and a new emotion was quick to replace it.
"Francis. Get Al and Matthew out of here."
You cut him off, glaring at Oliver. Francis grabbed Matthew and Alfred, heading for the back door. Oliver frowned and made a move to follow. You cut him off, arms crossed. Oliver tried to side step you, but once again, you moved to intercept.
"What kind of animal are you Oliver?"
Oliver shook his head shrugging, his crazy grin faltering slightly. He stumbled back a step when you moved towards him.
"Just say a random animal. First one that comes into your head."
Oliver watched you warily. "A coyote?"
Okay. You weren't really
2P!AmericaxReader Donor2P!AmericaxReader2P!AmericaxReader Donor2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Your parents were against it. Your friends were against it. It felt like the whole world was against it. But you wanted, no, needed it.
And what was it? Simple.
You wanted a child. Someone who would rely on you. Someone who would think that you were the best person in the world, the smartest.
So you wouldn't be lonely anymore. So you could ignore the whispers of your family and friends. And you would be lying if you didn't say that you wanted someone to who you could trust.
So, you had gone through the legal procedures, then the medical ones. A month later you where pregnant. Pregnant and happy.
The clinic called and asked if you wanted to know who the father was. You refused, preferring to raise your child to believe that she/he only had a mother.
By the fifth month you were all alone. Your parents had abandoned you and your friends had left one by one. But that was alright, because you had the baby. It would ju
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
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
(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 Reader3 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
2p!CanadaxReader: Secret Admirer2p!CanadaxReader: Secret Admirer2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Meet me at the corner café on Third Street at five o’clock.
- Your Secret Admirer
You stared, slightly scared, at your latest love letter from your secret admirer. You had been getting these for weeks, ever since your vacation to Niagara Falls. Opening a drawer your put the letter with the others; some of the letters had poetry, some were really romantic, and some just plain crept you out. One letter you swore had some blood on it.
“___________, I’m going out with Roderich I’ll see you later!” Eliza shouted on her way out the door. You gulped, you were alone tonight and some creepy stalker was expecting you to meet him at the café.
You looked at the drawer of creepy love letters and said, “Well I’m not an idiot.” With that you settled down on the sofa to watch TV.
About an hour later there was a knock at the door, “Hmm, must be the pizza.” You said reaching for your purse and grabbing th
2P ItalyxReader2P ItalyxReader2P ItalyxReader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You felt a hand trail gently down your back. Rubbing your eyes, you groggily shifted in bed.
"Go to sleep Feli." You muttered, pulling the blankets up to your chin. The person behind you sighed, his warm breath tickling your skin.
You had just drifted off the sleep when a flurry of movements snapped you out of your stupor. You husband was walking across the bedroom towards the bathroom door.
"Jesus Christ." You grumbled, pulling your pillow over your head.
It was just your luck to marry an insomniac. Seeing as you had the same problem, you were constantly waking each other up.
"I can't-a sleep." He grumbled, you snorted your head still covered by the pillow.
"You find-a that funny?" You weren't sure if it was amusement or anger that laced his words. His hands grabbed your sides, tickling them.
"Ah, ha please don't Feli!" You squealed, shoving his hands away. "I'm trying to sleep."
He gave you a tired smile,
ScotlandxBlind!Reader Colored Voices FinalScotlandxBlind!readerScotlandxBlind!Reader Colored Voices Final2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
When you woke up, you felt the skirt of your nightgown crinkle with a layer of thin frost. It was still chilly out.
You had actually managed to fall asleep on the roof. You never failed to amaze yourself.
Allistor mumbled something, his head leaning against yours.
"Wake up." You reached out and poked him.
"WHOA LASSIE!" You felt his head shoot off your shoulder. You flinched slightly, eyes wide with surprise. His sleepy colors had gone bright with alarm, and something else.
"I know yer blind an' all, so please dinne'a poke me if ye' don't know where yer finger is goin'."
You blushed, realizing what he meant. Oops
"Oh geez, sorry."
He went silent, the colors of his voice slowly fading out of your mind.
"Are you wearing a skirt?"
Allistor snorted, "Nae, Ah'm not. It's a Kilt." His colors turned slightly annoyed.
Silence fell, but you didn't mind, it was
2P!Canada X Reader (Ch. 2 of 2)2P!Canada X Reader (Ch. 2 of 2)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You and your friend had been staying in the house for about a week, you both had fun just running around the house doing god knows what or going outside and pretending to punch imaginary moose. But the most fun thing (In your opinion) was when Matt was around, he was so mysterious, he had barely ever spoken to you but you were enthralled by him. Your friend often made fun of you for having a crush on a him since you had just met him, but you didn't care. So your vacation sailed on without a hitch, creepy Mountie and all, until one rainy day where you both had to stay inside, you decided to have a pillow fight (which was totally action movie epic).
You had just settled down for a siesta after an epic pillow fight with your friend. As soon as you started to dose off you were shaken awake by your frightened friend," HOLY SHIZ,_____,there is a tan kid with red eyes sitting in the living room, HE TRIED TO TOUCH MY BUTT!" Oh for the love of god, more strangers in the house? AND he tried to t
2P!Canada X Reader (Ch. 1 of 2)2P!Canada X Reader (Ch. 1 of 2)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"OH MY LAWWWWDDDD IT IS FREEZING HERE!" your friend screamed into the frosty air as you hiked to the cabin you were both staying at. You two had wanted to have a fun trip for the two of you before you both started college in the fall, so when your friend's parents suggested using their cabin you both jumped on it.
What they had failed to tell you two was that it was in Canada and to add on to that the cabin was basically in the middle of nowhere.
Great you thought as you huffed in aggravation, we could be killed up here by a moose or bear and nobody would here us, your friend turned around to you as you walked down the rural path to this mysterious cabin and laughed. "_____, ya' know this could be really fun being just the two of us, maybe we can wrestle a bear or punch a moose and become totally wilderness bad asses up here" You laughed at your friend, she knew just how to hit your funny bone even when you were as grumpy as you were now.
The cabin finally came into view and you sprint
2P!FrancexMother!Reader part two2P!FrancexMother!Reader With Child!2P!American and Child!2P!Canada2P!FrancexMother!Reader part two2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Three weeks ago was the last time you had spoken with the irritable Frenchman. It was sad to say, but you missed his hoarse accented voice. As weird and slightly perverted that sounded.
You ruffled Alfred's hair as you passed him on your way to the door. The mail always seemed to come late on Saturdays.
Opening the door, you raised an eyebrow at the man scowling down at you. His fist was raised as if he were about to knock on the door.
"Hello, Francis, Matthew." You nodded at the little boy and he gave you a quick smile.
"What brings you to this part of town?"
Francis nudged Matthew forward, still scowling. "Mazew wanted to 'ave a play date wiz Alfred. Sorry I didn't call a'ead."
"That's okay." You pointed behind you towards the living room. "Al is in there Mattie."
The little boy nodded and shoved past you. You turned your attention back to Francis.
2P!FrancexMother!Reader Part three2P!FrancexMother!Reader With Child!2P!American and Child!2P!Canada2P!FrancexMother!Reader Part three2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You were in a car, driving fast for a safe house. Francis had his eyes on the road, his knuckles were white from clutching the steering wheel. You sat in the passenger seat, trying and failing to fall asleep.
Matthew and Alfred were fast asleep in the back seat, luggage piled around them.
"Thank you Francis." You whispered, looking out the window.
He glanced at you, then reached into his pocket, pulling out a cigarette.
"It's nozing. A man 'as to protect zose 'e loves."
You blushed at his words, then crushed the little hope that had sprung up. Francis was probably just worried about Matthew being torn away from Alfred. After all, the boys were really good friends.
The next two hours were spent in silence. The boys sleeping and you and Francis awkwardly avoiding each others eyes.
After a little while more, Francis sighed and turned towards you slight