2p! America X Tsundere! Reader- Prom NightJust one week away from the most important day of a high school girl. Prom. According to the prissy girls from school at least. You hated that word so much. Why should you have to buy a dress that costs hundreds of dollars just so you could wear it once for a couple of hours. It just didn't make sense to you. You would rather stay home, sitting on the couch with your favorite ice cream, and laugh at the stupid people that are wasting their time and money at a stupid dance. You hated dances that much. But knowing your mom, she wasn't going to let that fly. You are more or less being forced to go, whether you liked it or not.
"________!!!" (f/n) squealed as she almost tackled you to the ground.
"Eh?... What is it?" You asked, feeling an anime sweat drop roll down you temple.
"Matt! The Matt Williams, just asked me out to prom!"
Oh hell no.
"Ehehehe... That's great..."
"I know! Right?"
Fuck no! There is no way in hell I'm letting her go out with THAT guy. If he tries
2p!AmericaxReader - The New GuyYour first year of college was going well, with a few exceptions, but nonetheless it was great. The dorm room that you stayed in was quaint and decorated the way you like it. Your roommate, Lili Zwingli, was the sweetest person you had ever met. The cafeteria food could have been better, and your professors could be more lenient, but for the most part, you couldn't really complain.2p!AmericaxReader - The New Guy1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
You had just returned to campus from the long winter's break, which could have been longer in your opinion. You and Lili talked about what you two did over break as you both unpacked and settled into the dorm room. It was as if you two had never separated. With everything unpacked and settled, you and Lili left the room to grab something to eat. As you two walked down the stairwell, you found yourself at a standstill with a box sloppily labeled, “Al's stuff.”
“Mind getting out of my way?” said a voice behind the box. The 'voice' was clearly agitated.
You apologized and made room for t
Freak (2P!AmericaxReader)FreakFreak (2P!AmericaxReader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Request for JustASimple-Melody
A corner of you mouth twitched at the word as you held back a smirk. The word used to sting, but now the simplicity of the insult merely amused you.
That one used to hurt, too. Back when you cared. But it was nearly over now, you were nearly done.
The wind tugged greedily at your clothing and (h/l) locks, making everything that wasn’t tied down dance through the air. You so longed to join the leaves that drifted lazily under the golden sun. You had to admit, the cliff was cliche and stupid, but you couldn’t help but look down at the waves leaping up to capture you in their bitingly cold embrace.
Letting your (e/c) eyes slowly slide shut, you remembered your happy days of living with Arthur.
The eccentric Brit never failed to make you smile, whether it was through his brightly frosted cupcakes or his exaggerated impersonations of the next door neighbor.
People Like You (2p!AmericaXReader)CAUTION: SWEARINGPeople Like You (2p!AmericaXReader)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
He met you in a seedy club in the red light district of whatever city he was in for that night (they all tended to look the same after a while). You were sitting on a bar stool, kicking your feet every once and awhile, and you looked completely out of place amongst the bimbos and the prostitutes that frequented this place. It would be hard to get into your pants. Too hard, most drunk, horny guys would say.
But Alfred F. Jones always liked a challenge.
He walked over, every other guy moving out of the way as soon as they saw him coming. They knew the alpha male when they saw him. Sliding onto the stool beside you, he glanced over at what you were drinking, and was surprised and slightly disgusted when he saw a glass of what looked like regular Coca-Cola in front of you.
“You even know what’s in that stuff, doll?” he said with a slight smirk, glancing condescendingly at the offending drink in front of you.
You scoffed, rolling your eyes an
Firsts (2p!AmericaXReader)Alfred F. Jones was five when he first got jealous. His best friend was being approached by a young Chinese boy and when he handed ______ a clumsily cut paper heart, he swore that if his eyes weren’t already red, they would be. _______ was his best friend, not that guy!Firsts (2p!AmericaXReader)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
She walked back over with a sweet smile on her childish face, which soon fell as she witnessed his scowl. “What’s wrong Al?” she asked, running over and skidding to a stop next to him. Alfred crossed his arms and sat down, and ______ followed.
“He shouldn’t have given you that card! You’re my best friend, not his!” At this point, he sounded more like a little toddler trying to get his favorite treat from a relative rather than a protective best friend. _____ giggled and elbowed him gently in the side.
“That’s okay silly! He was just being nice! You’ll always be my best friend!” Alfred couldn’t help it. He smiled back at his best friend, his an
2P!AmericaXReader-Starry Night Monster"________, you... don't think I'm a... monster, do you?"2P!AmericaXReader-Starry Night Monster1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
You blinked and lifted your head up to see her friend Alfred, well, the other Alfred.
America, Alfred F. Jones' counterpart, "Anti-America".
You bit your lip slightly as you raced through some thoughts in your busy little head. Yeah, instead of this Alfred being the so-called-Hero, this one was a villain, with his tanned skin and dark reddish-brown hair with a much similar cowlick to the official America, and instead of glasses he had sunglasses placed on top of his head, which occasionally slipped. But... this Alfred... has killed people. The bat he always carried around with nails spiked in and out of it in every direction, and the dried red substance on it... but, the strange thing was, everything thing about this man attracted you to him. Even the adorable little hole in his grin where a tooth once was. Everything...
It was just... perfect.
"________? Babe, are you even going to fucking answer me...?"
2p!America X Reader - Bittersweet Valentine.2p!America X Reader - Bittersweet Valentine.1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Alfred threw the bowl full of melted chocolate across the kitchen. "Al, If you're going to destroy a kitchen, destroy SOMEONE ELSE'S." Oliver said, annoyed with the mess that Alfred made. "Shut up!" Alfred growled, Turning back to the batter of Chocolate.
Oliver sighed and walked over to Alfred, who was sulking. Looking over his shoulder, there was a recipe for Caramel-filled Chocolate. Alfred braced himself for laughter, but Oliver just gave him a pat on the back. "If you wanted to make some Chocolate, You should've asked me." He said, turning around to get his apron.
"But I thought-""Hey! No excuses, young man!" Oliver scolded, a grin on his face. "I'm going to give you a cooking lesson, So pay attention!" Alfred could only sigh in defeat.
Two hours had passed. He Wiped sweat from his forehead, he looked down at the heart shaped chocolates, all packed in a red coloured box. "See? That wasn't so bad!" Oliver exclaimed, patting Alfred's shoulder. Alfred didn't rep
2p! AmericaXReader S A F E A N D S O U N D2p! AmericaXReader S A F E A N D S O U N D1 year ago in Horror More Like This
"I wont let him have you _______." Al bent down to your eye level. "I won't loose you ever again." He cupped your chin, trying to make eye contact with you. Your (e/c) eyes would always dart to the side, not wanting to meet his bloody ones. "Doll, just look at me." You denied his request as you snapped your head away from his rough hands.
"I don't like you, nor will I ever."
"It was to protect you... I had to _______... I just had to."
You huffed as you ran around the school, your plaid skirt rustling as you did so. Where was he? You started to get worried now, Alfred SWORE he would take you to lunch today. Your worriedness soon developed into anger. "Oh HELL no! That ass-hole better not have forgotten me!" You stomped your foot on the ground as you folded your arms across you chest. "Well, whatever... who gives a shit..." You were about to turn back a round when-
"You're kinda cute, doll." A rough voice sounded from over your ear. You stopped. A blush burned its way ont
Bad Boy Love (2P!AmericaXReader) CH:1Bad Boy Love (2P!AmericaXReader) CH:11 year ago in Romance More Like This
"Come on ______! You have never been on a date with ANYONE from our school, just do it once pleaaasssseeee" your friend whined at you as you two walked to lunch."Well that is because no one fits my standards here,every guy here is just so, borrring" you huffed at your pleading friend, it was true, the guys at your school were just carbon copies of one another and it was just boring. Besides you didn't need a guy right now, guys had a tendency to bore you with they're utterly predictable nature and inability to have a intelligent conversation without adding sex to it.
High school guys were just boring, and unappealing to you in general, you promised yourself you would never settle for anything that was even remotely like them.Your friend kept persisting that you needed to have a love life but you always deflected and hid behind your studies, fan fiction, or anime not really caring for a boyfriend if this was the selection you had. It's not like you were a loner or nerd, it was just that
Don't Worry: 2p!America x Stressed!ReaderWARNING: I swear once.Don't Worry: 2p!America x Stressed!Reader1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
“What’s wrong, _____?” Al asked you as you flopped tiredly on your couch, not even caring that he had showed up in your home, touching and breaking who knows what.
With a groan you rolled your neck, trying to get out the kinks, “Life.”
“That’s no real answer.” he said, sounding slightly concerned, which was big for him,
You just remained flat on the couch, trying to get the aches and pains that came with stress out of your system. “Come on,” he said, poking you lightly in the stomach, “tell me.”
“School’s a mess, people are breathing down my neck, not to mention my parents, I’m having trouble paying rent, and things are just piling up.” you said, listing off the top problems on your Everest sized pile.
Al opened a beer, the sound washing over you and making you think of summer and relaxation, “So?”
“So I have issues.”
He nodded, taking a big g
Bad Boy Love (2P!AmericaXReader) CH:2Bad Boy Love (2P!AmericaXReader) CH:21 year ago in Romance More Like This
The rest of your day could be summed up into one word,HELL complete and utter hell, everywhere you looked he'd be there. That handsome devil who had his eyes on you had tormented you the ENTIRE DAY, you'd turn a corner and his smirk would be there every time just waiting for you to see it. You were at your wits end, but you'd never give in to him, and he knew that.
You had finally made it to lunch and you just wanted the day to be over already, everyone had avoided you all day because of that creep Jason and his "Touch my girl and die" or "Did you just look at my property?" and who could forget his all time favorite "Come over here dollface and show everyone who's your daddy" which earned him a slap (which sadly only made him more excited).
You scanned the lunchroom for any signs of Jason before getting your lunch and sitting next to your friend. She sat there eating happily while you glared and hissed at her, "Do you know what you've done to me!? Have you seen what he's been doi
2p!America x nerd!reader- Nerdy barbie (part 1)Yes. You were a nerd. Like a super nerd. Almost unrealistic type TV nerd. You get the point, but luckily it wasn't just you. You had a group of friends.2p!America x nerd!reader- Nerdy barbie (part 1)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
"We may get picked on now but lets see where they are when we get out of high school", you were giving inspiration to your friends again. They sorta counted on you to be the most positive, inspirational type in the group.
"Y-yeah! We'll be extremely successful when it comes to the real world matters. Knowing this new economy, our smarts can get us even farther", your favorite friend, Nancy helped you out and the others nodded.
"Oh shoot! We might be late for our classes!", you fix your square-shaped glasses on your face and checked your watch. "If we leave now, we can be ten minutes early and study for our next test!", you smiled and snorted. They all agreed and everyone started going there separate ways.
You and Nancy stayed together. You looked both ways to see if your friends were around and sighed in relief when you didn't see them
2p!AmericaxReader: Break“Hey, Arthur do you have the notes from English?” you asked your collage college.2p!AmericaxReader: Break1 year ago in Romance More Like This
The thick browed Brit nodded and reefed through his papers, “Yes, here you go.”
You sighed and smiled at the page of precious knowledge, “Thanks you’re a life saver. I can’t believe I slept through the whole thing.”
Arthur nodded, “I’ve noticed you’ve been quite tired lately. Getting enough sleep?”
“Umm,” you blushed, “no…”
You shook your head.
“I wish,” you said. “It’s Al…”
Arthur turned slightly pink, “Ok, I don’t need to know.”
“Speak of the Devil,” you murmured. “Hey de-.”
“Hey, what do you think you’re doing pest? Get away from my girl.”
Arthur huffed at Al then said to you, “I’ll see you later ___________.”
RQ: 2P!AmericaxReader (With kid 2P!England)2P!AmericaxReader (With kid 2P!England)RQ: 2P!AmericaxReader (With kid 2P!England)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
You hummed contentedly, mixing the large pot of pasta sauce. Your son Oliver stared at you, head in his hands. You flashed a smile at him and he grinned back, his large eyebrows lifting upwards.
"Yes Ollie?" You added more garlic to the sauce, slowly stirring it into the sauce. You son stood up and hopped over to you, his bright pink shorts rustling slightly.
"How come you always use the 'Safe to approach voice' around me, unless you're mad?"
You frowned at looked at him, wondering what he had meant. Your son grinned up at you, dancing around the kitchen.
"Daddy says that you use different voices depending on your mood." You watched as Oliver twirled and leaped about the kitchen. Frowning you turned back to the pot of sauce. What did Alfred mean by that?
"Ooooh. Did I just get daddy in trouble?"
"No Oliver. Go set the table, dinner is nearly ready." The lit
Bad Boy Love (2P!AmericaXReader) CH:3Bad Boy Love (2P!AmericaXReader) CH:31 year ago in Romance More Like This
Jason had taken you back to his house which was frankly quite scary. Not only was it at the end of town but it was also deep in the woods that added to the never ending creepiness. Why had you gotten on his stupid bike? you kept asking yourself that repeatedly as you assessed the possibilities of your impending doom around you.
"So this is home sweet home" Jason said with a sweep of his arms around the room, you stared around looking for the closest exit in case of emergency when something caught your eye. There was a giant pile of trash and beer cans on the opposite end of the room, and that seemed pretty normal for this place, but there was a springy curl bouncing on top on the trash and it beckoned your curiosity to go figure what it was.
Jason watched you with a amused look in his eyes as you carefully walked over to the pile and reached for the curl, "Uh babe, I don't think you should do that" Jason said as your hand grazed the curl slightly. As if a volcano had erupted the pile o
2p!America x Bullied!Reader: Unexpected2p!America x Bullied!Reader: Unexpected10 months ago in Romance More Like This
Alfred stared at the computer screen with a not so amused expression. It was another photo his friend Oliver had taken with his "Oh so perfect family" he had. Well, that's what the cupcake freak call's his family. He glanced at the almost mirror imagine son Oliver had. Except his son had the eyes of his mother. A disgust tone trickled from brunette's throat and closed the window. He couldn't take anymore of this cutesy shit. But somehow he was slightly envious of what Oliver had. A beautiful wife, a good home, a decent job, a smiling son.
Years ago this would make the American's head turn away and sneer at the thought, but now. Being older, he felt a bit lonely and yearned for the same kind of thing. Not that he would openly express this to anyone. Especially Oliver, he wouldn't leave him alone if he told him that.
The phone broke him from his thoughts and leaned back from his chair to look at the caller ID. What a surprise. It was Oliver to give him a call.
Alfred rolled his
2P!AmericaxReader Donor2P!AmericaxReader2P!AmericaxReader Donor1 year 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
2P!America x Reader- Dark Rider2P!America x Reader- Dark Rider1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Valentines day is a very confusing day. They say the day is magical. They say the day is powerfull in emotion or say the day is to die for. You were walking to a coffee shop to meet your boyfriend. Since is Valentines Day you bought him a plushy teddy. It was a sweet treat to do for your loved one. The bright smile on your face was something that didn't vanished. Happiness was your world. You always saw the bright side of the problems in life.
Reaching the coffee shop and opening the door with ecstasy, you saw your boyfriend, but before you could run and hug him, something made you stop dead in your tracks. He was making out with a blonde and sluty girl. Your smile vanished and when he broke the kiss with the girl, he saw you. You tought he may feel guilty, but all he did was smirk in a cocky way. You exited the shop and walked away, trowing the gift in a trash and forgetting about what was. Love sure was blind. How couldn't see it coming. Sure, you and him were together for two years,
Stuff Happens: 2P America and ReaderStuff Happens: 2P America and Reader:Stuff Happens: 2P America and Reader1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!" you begged, bouncing in the seat of your car, while waiting for them to bring you your food.
The employee rushed out carrying a bag bursting with junk food and a drink carrier with an ice cream shake, sundae, and large coke.
"Finally," you sighed taking the bag from the employee. "Thank you!" you called, putting the bag in the other seat that was almost overflowing with bags of junk food.
When you arrived home you popped in a disc of your favorite comedy show, changed into sweat pants and a t-shirt and set up the junk food around you. You took a sip of the icy coke and sighed before diving into the large fries.
The sky was quickly growing dark and you were running out of time and food, but you were still hungry! You considered going out for another trip to get a gallon (or two or three) of ice cream and maybe a bag of Oreos. But you couldn't risk it. He would be home any minute and he would be ma
No Smoking Policy (2p!CanadaXReader) CAUTION: SWEARINGNo Smoking Policy (2p!CanadaXReader)1 year 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
An Angel With A Bloody Bat (2p!AmericaXReader)Caution: blood, swearing, and some relatively creepy strangersAn Angel With A Bloody Bat (2p!AmericaXReader)11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You stood under the lone streetlamp, clutching your backpack to your chest, glancing nervously at anyone who seemed like trouble. But at this hour, anything could happen. You mentally damned your boss for making you stay after and clean up. Sure, the extra money would be nice, except for now you were stranded in the middle of the red light district.
You were so utterly exhausted, you had boarded the wrong bus and hadn’t noticed until it was too late, and now you were stuck there for another…fifteen minutes until the next bus was scheduled to arrive.
I’m too young to die… you thought to yourself. A few years out of college, you had secured your dream job as a forensic scientist at a big city police department, and it felt wonderful knowing that you were helping catch criminals and murderers. But now the biggest worry on your mind was whether or not you would become the latest victim of
Voodoo: 2p!America x ReaderWARNING: There’s probably a swear down there somewhere. (I checked.. there’s lots...) There’s also implied smexiness. Not that you don’t love it. There's a little gore too. ^^ All the good stuff. And it’s kind of fluffy for 2p!America... I blame the economy.Voodoo: 2p!America x Reader1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
This song has been in my head all day. Listen to it. Absorb the awesomeness that is even more awesome than the awesome Prussia’s awesomeness: link
(You can tell it’s awesome because I said it four times.)
I hate the way you’re making me act around your friends,
And the way you keep saying you won't let me in.
Now I'm starving for your attention.
While you’re begging for my affection.
You elbowed me, giving me a stern look. I hated hiding in front of your friends, but I would endure all to stay with you.
Not that I would ever say that out loud.
You were mine.
Not that you didn’t have complete control over m
2p!AmericaxReader: Loosen Up!2p!AmericaxReader2p!AmericaxReader: Loosen Up!11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You glared at the paper that had the assignment on it. Another project, honestly?! Your history teacher was killing you with all these projects! Why couldn’t you just learn the information then take a test, like normal classes? Oh, no, the projects were your tests. The class wouldn’t like it if he just gave out a test, blah, blah, blah.
You supposed it wasn’t just the project that was working your patience. Another part was the crowd of your classmates that decided to huddle around your desk, asking time after time, student after student, if you’d be their partner.
“Why would I be your partner?” You wanted to say to them, “So I can do all the work?”
But, of course you wouldn’t say that to them. Being known as one of the nicest and smartest people in your school was a good title to have, in your opinion. As such, you wanted to keep that title, so yelling at your classmates was simply
Bad Boy Love (2P!AmericaXReader) CH:4Bad Boy Love (2P!AmericaXReader) CH:41 year ago in Romance More Like This
It had been a week since Jason had said he loved you, and he hasnt stopped trying to get into your pants since. You were prisoner at his house, not that you minded that much but you were a little annoyed at his constant attempts to try to bed you, its not like you didnt want to its just that you were a tad scared at the idea seeing as though youd never even been kissed until up to a week ago.
Needless to say Jason was upset by your constant refusal, and your refusal only made him try harder. Heyy Babe~ Ive got something to show you~ Jason cooed in a seductive tone, you quickly panicked and hid not wanting to be faced with a naked Jason for the seventh time that day. From your hiding spot in the shower you could hear him stomp around looking for you, muttering curse words for every stomp. In a way you felt bad that your shyness of the subject obviously left Jason frustrated in more ways than one.
Jason was mad. No he was more t
My Girl - 2P!America x ReaderAl F. Jones. Blood red are his eyes, reddish-brown is his hair, and tanned is his skin. One of the most sexiest men in your high school, however he was also one of the scariest for some. He's killed many and doesn't take crap from anyone. He is 18 years old and currently has a mega crush on you, though you didn't know. He was your best friend and your crush. The both of you had met in the second grade.My Girl - 2P!America x Reader8 months ago in Romance More Like This
You happily skipped over to a slide and waited for your turn. You were as happy as can be, your (e/c) gleaming. You stood in front of the slide and you were about to go down until, a boy named Eduard von Bock, pushed you. You tumbled down the slide, hearing your leg snap from the impact you made with your body weight, hitting the metal slide. You finally made it to the bottom falling on your face in the dirt. You wailed, at the pain in your leg. And the bruises on your body. A boy named Al F. Jones had seen the whole thing and ran over.