2p!CanadaxReader: Bully and the BulliedYou winced as a rather mean girl shoved you into a locker. Knocking the books out of your hands and sending papers flying everywhere. People laughed as you tried to hold back tears that threatened to fall from your eyes.
As the hall started to empty it got quieter. Not for the first time that year you felt like you didn’t want to go to class. Along you sat there in the hall, leaning against the cool metal of the lockers.
“Hey girl,” a rough voice said.
You looked up hesitantly. Only to see Matthiu. You heard that he was a bully that liked to beat up people that got on his bad side. You gulped, “Y-yes?”
He smirked at your reaction and crouched down to look at you, “Never seen you around here. What’s your name?”
“_-_________,” you said quietly, pulling your books closer to your chest as if to shield yourself from him and his piecing gaze that hid behind a pair of sunglasses.
“__________,” the name rolled off his tong
2p!CanadaxReader: Protective“Come on, just one date,” a boy said still not letting go of your arm.2p!CanadaxReader: Protective in Romance More Like This
You gave a small whimper as his grip increased. “P-please, I already have a boyfriend.”
The boy still didn’t let go. “He doesn’t have to know.”
“J-just leave me alone!” you tried to sound stern, but it wasn’t working. “I-I’m serious, let go of me!”
“Hey, what do you think you’re doing, eh?”
Your heart nearly popped out of your chest, “M-Matt.”
The boy turned and sneered, “Who are you?”
“I’m her boyfriend,” Matthiu said grabbing the arm that was holding you. “Now I suggest you let her go before someone gets hurt.”
“Like you could hurt m-.” Matthiu punched him in the face.
The boy let go of you and you pulled your arm to your chest. Matthiu continued to wail on the boy until the stranger didn’t move. “Are you alright?”
Tears at the cor
2p!CanadaxReader: Young Love“Matt, this is ___________. ___________ why don’t you get to know Matt here?” the Kindergarten teacher said with a smile.2p!CanadaxReader: Young Love in Romance More Like This
You regarded the new student. He was about your height, but that would soon change, his had long blonde hair that reminded you of a princess in a story book. However this boy was far from a princess. He stood confidently with a frown on his face.
“I’m ___________,” you said taking his hand, “want to play?”
“Not with a stupid girl,” Matt sneered.
Angrily you snapped, “You’re mean.”
“And you’re a girl.”
You grabbed him by the collar and slugged him in the nose. In return he punched you in the eye.
After about five minute of punches the teacher separated the two of you and put you in the corner. “You hit hard,” Matt complained, washcloth on his nose.
Glaring at him with your one good eye you sniffed a bit.
“Want to be my girl?” he asked.
2p!CanadaxReader: Bodyguard Boyfriend“Hey babe,” some half-drunk guy said, sloppily walking up to you, “wanna go somewhere and-?”2p!CanadaxReader: Bodyguard Boyfriend in Romance More Like This
Maybe it was a mistake to pick your boyfriend up from work at the BAR he worked at.
“You’re not going to want to finish that sentence,” you said your hands in your pockets. “I’m waiting for my boyfriend.”
The guy only laughed and put his arm around your shoulders, “Your boyfriend don’t have to know.”
Gritting your teeth you said, “Doesn’t. He doesn’t have to know.”
“Alright,” the guy said as if he just won.
Rolling your eyes you grabbed some of the skin on his hand and twisted it hard.
The drunken guy cursed at you.
“I suggest you leave before you start more problems than you can deal with.” you said in a monotone.
You smiled as the only person who was allowed to call you babe walked up. “Well that was a quick change.” You kissed him o
2p!CanadaxReader: Secret Admirer2p!CanadaxReader: Secret Admirer 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!Canadax2p!Reader: Bloody Angel“Hey, girlie! I’m talking to you,” the big brute grabbed your arm.2p!Canadax2p!Reader: Bloody Angel in General Fiction More Like This
You smiled as he grabbed your arm, “Finally.” You smashed your heads together which knocked him out. One of his friends made a mad dash for you, but never got to you as a tall blonde haired man stepped up and knocked him out with one punch.
Torn between being impressed with the man’s strength and anger that the man had stolen your fight you went with the only option that you could. You turned and walked out the club’s doors. Quick footsteps caught up with you.
“Wait!” he called. You didn’t listen. He grabbed your arm and made you face him, “It’s been a long time, hasn’t it _____________?”
“Do I know you?” you asked almost angrily.
The glasses came off in one smooth gesture.
Your eyes showed their recognition instantly. It was hard to forget those violet colored eyes. Slightly surprised that you hadn’t noticed his funny
2p!AmericaxReader: Strange Love“Al…Al…Al…AL!”2p!AmericaxReader: Strange Love in Romance More Like This
“WHAT?” Al jumped out of his seat glaring at you.
Giving him an angry pout you sat on his lap. Sitting sideways you put your arms around his neck, “I said ‘what do you want for dinner’?”
“Want to go out?”
He said nothing, only flipped the channel with a click of the remote.
You frowned. “Al…Al…Al…Al...AL!”
“WHAT?” he shouted. The volume from his retort sent you off his lap. He looked down at you, not even bothering to apologize or help you.
“I asked ‘do you want to go out’?”
He shrugged and went back to watching TV. Huffing you got up and left him in the couch. Taking your purse and keys you left him at the house.
You drove to Ollie’s house. He was always nice and listened to you when you had troubles with Al.
“He’s just ignoring me all the time. I think we’re over,” you told him.
2p!AmericaxReader: Break“Hey, Arthur do you have the notes from English?” you asked your collage college.2p!AmericaxReader: Break 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 ___________.”
2p!CanadaxReader: Terrible Bedside Manner“You’re a jerk!”2p!CanadaxReader: Terrible Bedside Manner in Humor More Like This
“And you’re a bit-.”
“Matthiu Williams, ___________ ____________ return to your seats!” your homeroom teacher ordered.
You scowled at Matthiu, you hated him. He was a bully, picking on people weaker than him. And for some reason he felt the need to contently be a pain in your backside. Everything from arguing with your opinion in class to calling you names while you walked down the hall.
Matthiu glared back at you. He hated you for one and only one reason. You gave him a funny feeling in his chest. You were fiery and stubborn, but kind and gentle too. He liked you, but didn’t know how to express it. He also managed to get on your bad side and he really didn’t know how to fix that.
You began to cough as you sat down.
“___________, are you alright?” your teacher asked.
“I’m fine,” you managed out between coughs.
Your teacher walked over to your seat and placed (his/her) hand on your
2p!RomanoxReader: How I Met You Became Ti Amo“(kid name) get out of the ball pit, we have to go home!” you called to the child you were babysitting. How he had convinced you to go to here you’d never know. A leg was sticking out. Angrily you grabbed it and pulled.2p!RomanoxReader: How I Met You Became Ti Amo in Romance More Like This
However the person you pulled out wasn’t (kid name), it was a full grown man. Your eye practically dropped out of your skull. What was a man doing in the ball pit? Then you blushed, what was a very attractive man doing in the ball pit?
“Ciao,” he said giving you a big smile.
You blushed harder and let go of his ankle, “S-sorry!”
He was blonde with an odd curl. Also a scar on his cheek just below his eye. However it didn’t take away from any of the attractiveness he held for you.
“Have you seen (child’s description) running around anywhe-.”
“Miss _______________,” a small voice said tugging on your sleeve. “It’s time to go. Did you make a new friend?”
2p!AmericaxReader: My Cheese Ball“Al, Al it’s time to go,” you said trying to get your best friend/boyfriend to let go of the bottle of beer.2p!AmericaxReader: My Cheese Ball in Romance More Like This
“Sorry, but you owe me a drink.” He slurred.
You sighed, “And why is that?”
“Cuz when I looked at you, I dropped mine,” he took another swig from his bottle.
“Al Jones, let go of the bottle. You’re drunk.”
Al gave you a sloppy, lopsided, but still hot smile, “I’m not drunk!” He swung his arm around your shoulder and buried his face into your neck, “I’m just intoxicated by you…”
You smiled and gave him a small kiss on the forehead, “Thanks, hon.”
“You know,” Al said as you dragged him out of the car, “if you were a stop light, I’d turn red every time you passed by, just so I could stare at you a bit longer.”
“I’m sure you would,” you said getting out the door.
“BABY, YOU MUST BE A LIGHT SWITCH, CUZ EVE
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 Reader 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
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 Reader 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!America x Sick!ReaderAl knocked on your apartment loudly, calling out as well, “Yo! _____! Come out and play, I’m bored!” He waited with a bit of a smile, thinking about you getting mad about how he only ever came over when he got bored or some stupid shit. But you took twice as long to answer, and his hand started to protest at his exuberant hammering on the door.2p!America x Sick!Reader in General Fiction More Like This
You opened the door a crack and said, “Go away.” Then you just started to close the door once more. And you would have closed it completely, had Al not stuck his rather large combat boot in between the door and the frame.
“Woah, did I really piss you off that bad, doll?” he asked, wondering what he’d done to deserve such harsh treatment.
Then he saw you. You were huddled up in a large blanket, cheeks and nose slightly red and otherwise very pale. “Al,” you said, trying to be stern and failing in such a condition, “go away.” It seemed as though you had caught that seasonal
2p!Canada x Injured!ReaderWarning: I probably swear. And there is an teensy bit of self harm? Hitting of walls to prevent crying? I dunno...2p!Canada x Injured!Reader in General Fiction More Like This
I could tell you were trying not to cry. I rather admired that. It was difficult for you to hide some of your emotions, and you always developed a blank, slightly frowning mask when you were feeling any negative emotions, but I had never seen you cry in public. At the hormonal level most girls ran at, that was impressive.
Walking next to you, I tried to show you somehow, silently, that I was here for you. That you were allowed to hug me if you needed me to. But I had seen you shy away from human contact before. Always so outgoing, you still got overwhelmed easily. If you showed disgust at my touch, it might have really hurt me. So I couldn’t comfort you. Because you didn’t want to show your emotions at all in this hellhole, and I couldn’t bring myself to acknowledge that I noticed and above all, cared.
We passed through a doorway, and you hit the wall,
Living the Dream: 2p!America x ReaderAl knocked on the door to your dorm loudly, then as soon as you opened it up he grabbed your hand, dragging you away. He said bluntly, “Failing English, need help, now.”Living the Dream: 2p!America x Reader in General Fiction More Like This
“Al!” you hollered, surprising him enough to loosen his grip on your hand so you could slip away. He didn’t protest, just looked at you. In those red eyes, you could see desperation and worry. If Al didn’t pass all his courses, he would be kicked out of the school and never get another chance at a college education. Al was brilliant, but couldn’t focus in things like English where you had to sit still and read. He preferred working in the chem labs, engineering, that sort of stuff. English and reading were where you excelled, so obviously he had sought you out. Without this passing grade, the college would never continue the scholarship he had gotten and he would never get the chance to achieve the greatness he was capable of.
He was so close in his goal of the American Dream,
Harmless Teasing: 2p!America x Reader“Hey there, doll face,” Al said, leaning his chin on your shoulder as he snaked his arms around your waist, “fancy meeting you here.”Harmless Teasing: 2p!America x Reader in General Fiction More Like This
Sighing you answered, “I live here, Al.” You might have jumped at this contact a few months ago, and a few years ago you might have been surprised that he was here. But now this was a regular occurrence.
“Ah, what do I have to do to get a reaction out of you?” Al said, attempting to tickle your sides.
However, you bit back your giggles, and turned to him sternly, “I’m used to everything you do now, Al. It’s just normal for you to be weird.”
“Oh, but I love it when I catch you off guard and your cheeks turn pink. It’s adorable.” he teased, smiling back at you, still quite close to your face. Speaking of that, you could feel your face heat up. Al moved his lips closer to your own, but you turned your head abruptly back to the laptop’s screen on the bedspread. He
Happy Birthday: Canada x Reader x 2p!Canada Part IMatthew and Matt sat in the living room talking about their shared birthday quietly. Matthew looked sad, but Matt had already accepted long ago that no one would ever remember the two brothers and their birthday.Happy Birthday: Canada x Reader x 2p!Canada Part I in General Fiction More Like This
Matthew asked quietly, “Do you think anyone will remember this year?”
“No,” Matt said bluntly, flipping through channels on the television in a bored manner, “I don’t. We’ll share some cupcakes like we always do, and give each other some silly little thing, okay?”
Matthew sighed, settling down next to his twin. Then he remembered something. “_____ asked us when our birthday was a while ago.” he whispered quietly.
Beside him, Matt tensed. He said through clenched teeth, “Yeah? I remember.”
“She might do something for us. Send us a card...” Matthew said, almost quieter than before.
Matt turned the television off quickly, staring at his more soft spoken, gentler twin. “Don’t get your h
Sleep: 2p!England x ReaderWARNING: There's no swearing, cuz it's Ollie, but there is implied smexiness.Sleep: 2p!England x Reader in General Fiction More Like This
But you know you like it.
Go listen to this while reading. I hope it works out... link
"...Like last night, they are not like tremors, they are worse than tremors, they’re these terrors. And it's like, it feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat and squeezing and..." Oliver trailed off, finally revealing to you his nightly terrors. “And I don’t like them. They remind me of terrible things from my past.”
He crossed his arms looking at you childishly, making your heart melt, “And that’s why I don’t want to go to sleep, dear.”
You smiled, kissing his forehead. “I’m sorry, love, I had no idea.”
“Well,” he said, pout wiped away, “I never wanted you worrying your pretty little head over something as silly as little old me.”
Frowning you wrapped your arms arou
Little!2p!America x Little!ReaderWarning: Little Al swears once or twice. Cuz he's a naughty little child. ^^Little!2p!America x Little!Reader in General Fiction More Like This
Al laughed in your face, and said childishly, even for him, “You’re such a girl!”
“Am not!” you protested, getting frustrated with your good friend.
He instantly retaliated, “Are too!”
“No, I’m not!” you hollered. “Bet I can climb to the top of this tree before you can!”
Al laughed again, even harder, “I’d never lose to a little girl!”
“Oh, yeah?! Bring it!” you said, hands on your hips.
Al grinned, showing his smile lacking more than a few baby teeth due to his constant fighting. Some with Matt, and some of course with you. But there were many more competitions than fights, as you were always trying to prove to the insolent child that girls were just as good as guys when they put their mind to it.
So he ran for the tree, giving himself a rather unfair head start. “You’re on, _____!”
Sexual Tension: England x ReaderWARNING: I swear in this. Get over it, the whole world swears all the time. As I once made an Italian say, “Swearing is good for the soul.”Sexual Tension: England x Reader in General Fiction More Like This
“I take that as a compliment, stuck up bastard!”
“At least I’m civilized, arse!”
“Well, your language begs to differ!”
“Guys, guys, calm down and listen to the hero’s awesome plan!” America interrupted you and England’s bickering.
But both of you turned to him in a rage and yelled, “FAT ASS!” which effectively sent him away to sulk.
I guess all of you must have been pretty boring, and with you taking care of fighting with England, France was dozing off before you screamed. He groggily opened his eyes, calling out, “I disagree with all of you.”
“SHUT IT, FROG!” you and England yelled again, onl
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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
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The Fault is in the Star
America x Reader
Alfred lay down on an open field in his homeland. Being able to sneak out from his boss was probably the worst and best thing he has ever come up with. It was obvious that he’d be getting a good scolding from the President tomorrow, not that he cared.
His baby blue eyes looked up to the slowly darkening sky and waited until the whole dark canvas was full of those bright glittering stars that seemed to be placed randomly in the sky. He let out a chuckle as a sudden memory appeared in his head. Right, it’s been 70 years since then.
“YO _______________!” A certain cheeky blond American shouted by the door way of a room where you sat on a wheel chair, startled by his sudden entrance. “Hello Alfred!” You greeted with a bright smile despite your state.
Yes, you weren’t crippled before. It was because of the attack you received from Ludwig during his attempt to invade your natio
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Alfred x Reader
The American watched as the (h/c) haired girl played with the waves by the seashore. He admitted it to himself that she looked absolutely adorable with each move that she made while humming a song that she heard from the radio the other day. However, there was a certain feeling deep down inside him that he just couldn’t shake off.
He knew it. Deep down, he knew that taking her out of the hospital without her doctor’s consent was a horrible mistake but who was he to blame? Her operation was going to happen tomorrow with her living chances hanging on a 50/50. Yes, people would call it being selfish but every person has to spoil himself once in a while, right?
“Alfred! What are you still doing there?” She shouted catching the attention of the rather melancholic blond. “Oh, nothing. Just enjoying the view of you from here!” He answered with a grin, causing the girl to slightly blush. “Fine, whatever. You’re wa
2p!CanadaxReader-HelpHelp2p!CanadaxReader-Help 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
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A/N: (~~~~~ means a time skip and -----means its a POV change.)
Why dont you just tell him?
You brought your head to your hands and sulked, I cant.
Alfred grunted, rolled his eyes and leaned back on the chair. For gods sake, (Name), dont make into one of those one sided love shitty romance love story.
I know, I know I just dont know how to say it. How do you say I love you to someone? Saying it to normal people was hard, saying it to someone you actually have feelings for is extremely difficult. Al, you probably have a lot of experience with this thing, help me.
He took the straw and sipped from his fruit smoothie. Why are you even asking me all of these?
Well, he is your brother, so I was expecting you to know more about him.
Ugh, look. I dont know much about my brother, I dont even know if he got laid or not. So
2p!AmericaxReader-Boyfriend Material?It was the dead of the night and whoever was at your door, youre going to give him, or her, a good beating for waking you up from your sleep. The knocks on the door was getting louder and louder with each passing moment and you yelled, Coming, from the top of your lungs to get your message straight.2p!AmericaxReader-Boyfriend Material? in General Fiction More Like This
Finally reaching the door, you turned the knob hastily. You were faced with your brunette boyfriend, your bloody, bruised, bad boy, Alfred. His clothes were ripped and as bloody as his face. Al what the eff? He gave you a smile even with his swollen cheeks (damn he was still cute). Moved by pity (and the fact that he was your boyfriend), you helped him into your house.
Hey babe, he said in a strained voice.
Ugh! Dont talk right now. Ill go get the ice pack, first aid kid and alcohol.
This wasnt the first time he came to your home like this, but this time it was a lot worse than before. You wonder who he fought with agai
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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
2p!AmericaxReader-ChangeThe whole assignment was a complete drag, but something that needed to be done. You ended up staying at the library to skim every page in the internet concerning about history (which was no help since every single one of those pages said the same thing, the lack of variety might get your paper a solid B at the very least). Your concentration on the subject made you lose your track on time, not knowing that it was already too late for you to stay outside of the house.2p!AmericaxReader-Change in General Fiction More Like This
8:47, the clock high above the ceiling read. Way too late for you to be out the house.
Knowing that your mother might be worried sick about you, you decided to finish up the report back at home and hopefully get better material for it.
“I’ll be going now,” you waved to the librarian.
She smiled at you, her winkles visible, “See ya tomorrow, hun. Be careful, they say bad men come out at night.”
You reassured her that you would be careful with the bad men and avoid them at all costs before you g
2p!AmericaxReader-Change (2)(Name) entered the chatroom.2p!AmericaxReader-Change (2) in General Fiction More Like This
You: Hey Bea, How is it there?
Bea: Eh, I’m fine. A bit bored actually, got anything to say?
You: Well Finals are just around the corner and I’m stuck at home to study.
Bea: Yeah and you’re wasting your time chatting to me ^-^ Are you purposely procrastinating? Don’t make me as a scapegoat now.
You: No, I’m just a bit pissed off. Just letting out some steam or else I won’t be concentrating on studying.
Bea: Oh really. What’s the matter?
You: It’s a long story…
Bea: Tell me. I’ve got nothing else to do.
You: You sure?
You: So last night, I came home from school a bit late right around 9 in the evening. My mom had this 7 o clock curfew and she freaks out when I don’t come home at that time. Then when I was walking home I was checking my phone then suddenly this freak comes up and takes it off my hands so I chased him to an alley. He crossed off to the other side of this fence and ra
2p!AmericaxReader-Change (4)“Shit”2p!AmericaxReader-Change (4) in General Fiction More Like This
Shit was right. It was all over your shoe. Why must dogs have buttholes?
The little Chihuahua was wagging his tail happily as if he was enjoying your moment of your pain. That little pup did nothing but play around with you, running away from you the moment you go near it.
Poochie was lucky that he was a certain someone’s favorite pet. Pet didn’t quite cut it; the dog was like her child, her pampered, spoiled child. Carie was a spoiled brat herself, getting supported by her rich parents even at the age of 24. She was nice enough to pay you a large amount to watch her pet for the day while she was away. If you weren’t in need of money, you wouldn’t even be doing this.
Your mother wanted to mold you into a smart, sharp, responsible adult and her great idea to do that was to make you work for money, a reality you already knew about years ago. Great, instead of spending your summer lazing around in your room, you were here stuck with a dog you wan
2p!AmericaxReader-Change (3)---Flashback---2p!AmericaxReader-Change (3) in General Fiction More Like This
“Ugh! So bored,” you said with annoyance. At times you wanted to own a remote control that can fast forward through life’s events. If that would be real it would be sold out already. But sadly, science still hadn’t advance that much.
Looking at your cellphone’s time, you sighed, “Ten more minutes before class, what to do?”
‘Why don’t you make some friends?’ the cheeky voice of your only friend, Arthur, rang inside the back of your mind. ‘I’m fine on my own…” you thought.
You looked up at the sky, it was oddly sunny out just perfect for a little picnic. Sadly, you needed to go to classes. The school’s courtyard was filled with other students and being the anti-social independent girl you are you chose to stay away from them and stay at your little corner of the courtyard. You liked your corner, the grass was always fresh and cut, the shade was just perfect and the best of al
2p!AmericaxReader-Change (5)A/N: Edit (9/20/13) It should be shorter (sort of) now that I edited it. Added and removed some elements and dialogue.2p!AmericaxReader-Change (5) in General Fiction More Like This
No matter how look at it, there’s nothing to worry about. “California is miles away from New York, you know,” he said, noting how far the two states are apart. Regardless, he helped you with the packing.
“Why are you going there anyway?” he asked just as you were about to shove a t-shirt into the pile of clothes in the bag.
“A friend abroad came to Cali for the summer, and she asked me to come over.” The part “she” was a lie, “asked me to come over” wasn’t. You somehow managed to convince your mother to go along with the trip, which was surprising considering she doesn’t even let you leave Manhattan with no proper supervision.
While you were going through a mental list of necessities for the trip, you noticed your brother going through some of the things on your drawer. He held
2p!AmericaxReader-Change (11)Alfred’s family was never perfect. His parents were never around, and if they are, they would argue in front of him and his brother as if they were never there. His father was a drunkard and a chain smoker and his mother came home late every night, also in a drunken state. His parent’s bad lifestyle of neglect and self-indulgence led the family ties astray.2p!AmericaxReader-Change (11) in General Fiction More Like This
The only person Alfred could turn to was his twin big brother. Though he and his brother don’t talk much, they still maintained a good relationship with one another.
Alfred and his brother were around 7 years old when they both came back to a broken home.
It was odd for the boys to find huge boxes and large packed travel bags in the living room floor. Looking around, Alfred found out that nearly every corner of the room was missing a thing or two. He turned his gaze to his mother who was sitting on the couch, face hidden by her hair, the same shade he inherited from her. Her shoulders trembled violently and her han
No Smoking Policy (2p!CanadaXReader) CAUTION: SWEARINGNo Smoking Policy (2p!CanadaXReader) 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
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) 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
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Finally, you had a day off. It had been nearly a week since the incident involving a remarkably rude Canadian, a cigarette, and a fire extinguisher. You strolled down the hill, happily munching on the candy assortment you had just purchased from the local candy store/ice cream parlor mix, and you planned on spending the rest of the day in the used book store with a pile of under-appreciated discounted books.
You spent way too much time in Old Orchard.
Bypassing the book store -it wasn’t going anywhere- you made your way through the massive crowd to the small theme park that happened to be right next to the ocean. The rides were lame, and the games were rigged, but after living in the same place for your entire life you had found a way to bypass the rigs and win yourself ginormous prizes.
It was a win-win situation for you and the game attendant. You got a stuffed animal, and he or she got a bunch of tourists who wanted to win the same stuffed animal you
An Angel With A Bloody Bat (2p!AmericaXReader)Caution: blood, swearing, and some relatively creepy strangersAn Angel With A Bloody Bat (2p!AmericaXReader) 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
People Like You (2p!AmericaXReader)CAUTION: SWEARINGPeople Like You (2p!AmericaXReader) 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
Temporary Bliss (2p!AmericaXReader)CAUTION: SWEARINGTemporary Bliss (2p!AmericaXReader) in General Fiction More Like This
This is the sequel to People Like You, so go read that first
It had been months since you had met the enigmatic Alfred F. Jones in the seedy bar your friends liked to frequent. Things had fallen into a routine of sorts. You would work, and go about life like normal. At night, if he failed to pick up some drunk skank at a bar, he would call you. You would let him in, and he would kiss you, and by the time you woke up in the morning, he was gone, no trace that he had ever been there in the first place.
At first, you greatly enjoyed this arrangement. You got some great sex with no strings attached, and he got a bed partner for the night, but unease slowly crept into your mind. On the nights he didn’t call, you wondered who he was with. You began to feel dirty, used, and worst of all, unwanted. You were his back up plan, nothing more. You hated it, hated the feelings you were getting, because you knew what they meant.
You had fallen in love with him.
It was n
An Angel With A Bloody Bat 2 (2p!AmericaXReader)You hummed along with the song, mindlessly typing in codes to compare different samples of blood found at a crime scene of a missing woman from downtown. You really hoped that you could get a match, help this woman out, let the police know who took her, anything. A positive match appeared on the screen, and with a victorious fist pump, you forwarded the information to the lead detective and rewarded yourself with a handful of M&M’s from the bowl next to your keyboard.An Angel With A Bloody Bat 2 (2p!AmericaXReader) in General Fiction More Like This
You shoved your rolling chair away from your desk, accidentally slamming into the legs of your coworker, Gary. You yanked the earbud from its resting position. “Oh, god, I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you there!”
Gary chuckled nervously, shifting the files to one arm in order to scratch the back of his head. “N-No, it’s okay, I was just bringing you some case files… A few gangsters found beaten in an alley, some of the blood didn’t match, so they sent it over.
The Owner and The Owned (2p!AmericaXReader)Alfred F. Jones was no hero. In fact, as a kid, he always found the villains more relatable in the cartoons, and he always rooted for them instead. They never won, because in the stereotypical good versus evil fight, good always triumphs. That never stopped him from cheering.The Owner and The Owned (2p!AmericaXReader) in General Fiction More Like This
But you had to have a death wish if you went strolling on Axis territory without their permission. But it wasn’t his fault the most notoriously deadly gang in the city also ran the best strip clubs. The best drinks, the hottest chicks, the whole nine yards, all catering towards the wealthiest scumbags this side of the world had to offer.
He had heard rumors about what went on in there, about how the girls were abused and once they were in, they couldn't get out because of legal issues, but they had never actually been confirmed, and the cops didn’t have enough dirt to get a warrant on the place. It didn’t help that anyone who came forward to testify against them mysteriously went missing.
The High Road (2p!AmericaXReader)CAUTION: SWEARING AND SEX REFERANCES. Go read People Like You and Temporary Bliss first, or you'll be so lost it's not even funnyThe High Road (2p!AmericaXReader) in General Fiction More Like This
You walked home from work, mind wandering as your heels clicked against the concrete sidewalk. Of course, your mind chose to settle on a taboo subject that went by the name of Alfred F. Jones. You weren’t friends, he wasn’t your boyfriend, hell, and hell, you were barely more than strangers. To him, you were a living, breathing sex doll. One that he used whenever he couldn’t get a drunk, desperate college girl to fulfill his needs.
You had called it off about two months ago, changed your cell number, and tried to forget about your dangerous bad boy. Easier said than done, seeing as you were still head-over-heels in love with the guy (as much as you hated to admit it). The guy was probably out hitting the club scenes like normal, not even the least bit bothered by your “break up”, as if you could even call it that.
Worthless (EnglandXReader)CAUTION: SWEARING, BULLYING, AND SUICIDE. MAY BE TRIGGERINGWorthless (EnglandXReader) in General Fiction More Like This
A gentle creaking resounded through the air as a gentle breeze stirred the object dangling in front of the school entrance. The first of the teachers to arrive didn’t notice it at first, she was far too distracted with juggling her files of graded papers and laptop, but one glance upwards sent everything she was carrying tumbling to the ground. A loud scream pierced the serene silence of the early morning as she stared at the body dangling from the top of a flagpole.
The wind caught a piece of paper, carrying from the dead teenagers hand to the shocked woman below. Catching the note, the teacher scanned it before choking on a sob and took out her cell phone to call the police.
______ ______ was dead, and people needed to know.
You were getting ready for school, nothing new. You had a terrible feeling in the pit of your stomach that today was going to be horrible, so you broke out your power outfit. Je
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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
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Contentedly sighing, you reclined back on the couch, shifting your belly weight in the process. Seven months has taken a toll on your body, your gaze wistfully glancing over the pants you could no longer wear, and then the medications you had to take to fight off the nausea. But the joy of becoming a mother overcame every symptom of pregnancy and you were happy beyond belief.
Your head tuned up to your fiancé, the tall Canadian smiling softly down at you. His blonde wavy hair was loose, hanging partly in his dark violet eyes.
“Yes, now that he’s calmed down a little.” You giggled. “He has become quiet energetic in here.” You patted your round belly slightly, the warm flesh rippling form a kick. Matt noticed, circling around you before climbing onto your lap, resting his head against your belly as his arms wrapped a
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Slight cuss, and a little dead person. Don't worry, he's a nobody!
Mirrors reflected on the ground the one, emotionless face that Matt made. They sometimes shifted and then flattened out again, constantly moving. They had the ever changing ability that he didn't, expressing any feeling they had that he couldn't show. It maddened him.
For now, he sat alone on a bench in the park of a degraded city, ever so slightly ignoring the drone of cars and people. The sun would be setting, the colors bleeding across the sky with dazzling appeal if not for the steel gray screen lying across the abyssal blue. A cold breeze was blowing by, but it went unfazed by the Canadian. Nothing really concerned him now days, not the screams of agony and misery, nor any cuts or bruises he received in fights. No, only one thing bugged him. His ever changing moods.
Al told him it was nothing but a faze, he'd s
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A small screech filled the air before going silent, the streets empty of anyone. Except for the few bodies that littered the alley, no one was about. Everyone knew to stay indoors and be still in the nightly hours. Only because of them.
The group traipsed with leisurely peace, a few snide comments shared as they headed home. It had been a rather successful raid and with weapons brandishing a layer of crimson, they had matching smiles on their faces. (Hehe..)
Going through the door with a bang, France instantly went for the wine bottle chilling in ice for him, dropping his sledgehammer without a care. As he popped the cork and took a gulp, you came up beside him, gently leaning against the doorway to the kitchen.
“How did it go?” You asked, smiling at Matt and Al as they pushed each other around in a…bromantical way. Oliver started to berate them on t
2p!CanadaXxXxReader"Shut the fuck up, [Name]!" A dark haired man with a bat yelled.2p!CanadaXxXxReader 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
Outcast!AmericaXxXxPopular!Reader"There she is." Alfred said as he scowled at the most popular girl in school. [F/N] [L/N]. Don't get him wrong, he thought she was beautiful, heck, you could even say he had a crush on her, but he hated popular people. Why did they even have to be called popular? They're just normal like him and everyone else.Outcast!AmericaXxXxPopular!Reader in Romance More Like This
"Get out of zhe vay, lozer." One of the jocks said as he bumped into Alfred "accidentally". When Alfred fell, everyone turned to him and laughed. He held his head down and stood up .
"You're the real loser." He said. The jock (you probably figured out it was Gilbert) growled and grabbed Alfred by his shirt, "Vhat zhe hell did jou just say, arschloch?"
Alfred growled back at him, "I didn't stutter, ass face." Gilbert pulled his arm pack ready to punch Alfred, but a hand stopped him. They both looked over to the side to see you with a dissaproving glare.
"Stop it, Gilbert." You said. Gilbert stared at you and you stared back at him, your [e/c] daring him to try something else. He h
Depressed!AmericaXxXxReader"Alfred, dude, get your life together." You said as you rolled eyes. You were at one of your best friend's - Alfred - house trying to cheer him up, but, as you can tell, you weren't doing a very good job. He sighed out for like the 20th time. What is wrong with your friend you ask? Well, he just found out that his girlfriend - [Some Girl You Don't Like] - not only cheated on him, she also didn't even like him to begin with! She was just using him to 1, make her ex-boyfriend jealous, and 2, for his popularity, if that doesn't suck, especially when she was the one to tell him. You tried to tell him, but did he listen? Nope, not at all. He even yelled at you, saying you were just like everyone else that tried to break them up. It's a wonder you're still with him now but you don't give up on friends like that. He was just confused, puppy love, if you must call it something.Depressed!AmericaXxXxReader in Romance More Like This
"[Name], dudette, I just want to be by myself right now." He said. He sighed again and laid down on his bed. You ro
EnglandXxXxReader"Bloody hell!" An angry British man yelled.EnglandXxXxReader in Romance More Like This
"I-I'm sorry!" A [h/c] haired girl yelled.
"[Name] do you know how long it took me to get enough money to buy this!?" He yelled, holding up his laptop.
"N-no....but I said I was sorry! It was an accident!" You yelled back.
"How the bloody hell do you accidentally break a laptop screen!?"
"B-But I was us-"
Arthur sighed and started rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"You know what, [Name]? Maybe you should just go home."
He glared at you.
"I said go!"
You stepped back with wide eyes as you stared at him in shock.
You stomped to his door.
You turned around towards him with tears streaming down your face.
He looked at you with wide eyes.
"Don't ever call me! Don't talk to me anymore, you stupid asshole! I hate you!" You yelled as you slammed the door.
Arthur put his hands in front of his face and fell to the floor.
"What have I done?"
The next morning you woke up with tear stains on your face.
You went to look in
AmericaXxXxShy!Reader"Okay class, we have a new student today." The teacher announced.AmericaXxXxShy!Reader in Romance More Like This
"Is it a girl or a boy?"
"Is he hot?"
"Is she hot?"
"Where are they?"
"Okay that's enough!" The teacher yelled.
"You people are so rambunctious! You're going to scare the poor girl away."
A couple girls groaned.
The teacher walked to the door and opened it.
"You can come in now." He said softly.
She hesitated, standing at the door fiddling with her fingers.
"C-can I j-just stay out h-here?" The students heard her whisper.
The teacher laughed a little.
"Oh come now, love. How do you suppose you're going to learn if you stay out there?"
She thought about this for a second before coming to her conclusion.
"A c-camera…and t-TV?" She whispered.
"It's going to be alright. Come on."
She looked doubtful for a couple seconds, and then she slowly walked into the class with her head down.
"Okay, love. Introduce yourself."
You started playing with the bottom of you school uniform skirt.
"Speak up, love.
AmericaXxXxShy!Reader P2You stared at Alfred for a second.AmericaXxXxShy!Reader P2 in Romance More Like This
Seconds felt like minutes.
Minutes felt like hours.
Hours felt like days.
Days felt like weeks.
Weeks felt like months.
Months felt like years.
But it was only at least 30 seconds you stared at him before taking off.
'Oh....Oh my gosh! D-did he really just k-k-k-k he k-k-k-k he k-k-kissed m-me! Me! Of all people! I-I don't even know him!' You thought as you ran towards the school library. You stopped at the door and walked in, going farther off to the back to sit in one of the many chairs. You gracefully sat down and brought a finger to your lips. You softly traced them, cheeks turning red by the second.
"H-He kissed me..." You whispered. "O-Oh my God he kissed me." You whispered to yourself over and over again. You stayed in the library until the bell for your second hour class rang. You stood up and went to go get your booksack from Mr. Kirkland's class. When you got to the door you knocked and waited until he opened the door.
"Oh? What are you doin
CanadaXxXxReader"Where is he?" You asked yourself aloud.CanadaXxXxReader in Romance More Like This
You looked at your watch then sighed.
"He's never been late before...."
You were waiting for your best friend Matthew Williams.
You and he planned to go to the zoo today. But he was late!
Not just five minutes late, nooo he was an hour late!
It's a wonder why you stayed so long.
You were about to leave but then heard someone yell your name, well......more like whispered.
You turned around and saw Matthew running to you.
He stopped in front of you and doubled over breathing heavy.
"I-I'm....sorry [Name]....Alfred...Alfred he....thought my glasses," He swallowed then stood up to finish.
"He thought my glasses were his, so I had to convince him that they weren't and help him find his."
He looked at you.
"I-I really am sorry, [Name]."
You smiled at him.
'He's so sweet.' You thought.
"It's okay Mattie. Come on let's go now!" You grabbed his hand and started running.
"A-ah. Wait [N-Name], I just finished running... I'm still tired!" He 't
Punk!ReaderXxXxPrussia"Who's zhat!?" Gilbert as as a girl with dark make-up and [h/l] [h/c] with some [f/c] in it, walked into the cafe.Punk!ReaderXxXxPrussia in Romance More Like This
All in all, she was hot!
"Amigo that's [Name]. Your hermano hired her yesterday." Toni said as he swept the floor.
Gilbert stared at her while he wiped tables.
Ludwig came out of his office and saw his brother watching you.
"Bruder vatch vhat jou are doing. Pay attention to jour vork!" He yelled.
You turned to look at Gilbert get lashed out by Ludwig.
Gilbert looked over Ludwig's shoulder to look at you.
You started mocking Ludwig and making faces, causing Gilbert to laugh.
When you heard his laugh you started to laugh as well.
To him your laugh sounded like angel's singing.
Ludwig looked between you two and rose an eyebrow.
Finally he sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose.
"Vhatever. Just vork, Bruder." He said as he walked away.
Before Gilbert could walk over to you, Antonio caught him.
"Do you like, [Name]?" He asked.
Gilbert leaned over to the side and waved t
Neko!ReaderXxXxPrussiaIt all started that day......The best day of my life.Neko!ReaderXxXxPrussia in Romance More Like This
I was walking back home. Cold. Tired.....Wet.
It's all West's fault! I didn't mean to show Toni and Francis his pictures of Feliciano.
It was an accident. Really! Why would the awesome me lie?
Why did he have to kick me out of the house. It's raining cats and dogs out here!
All of a sudden someone or something ran into me.
I fell to the ground. If I wasn't wet then, now I am.
I looked at the person/thing that was on top of me.
Woah! It has ears!? When I said it was raining cats and dogs I didn't mean literally!
It lifted its head up and what I saw next left me speechless.
I was running. I don't know for how long, but I was trying to get away.
Run. Find somewhere to hide. Shelter. Cave. Box. Don't care. I just need somwhere.
Before something bad happens.
I try to cover up my ears, but the wind keeps blowing my hood down.
Oh no! I can smell the rain about to come pouring down.
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....Gilbert. 'I love that crazy albino,' you thought, 'and that cute Gilbird.
Speak of the devil.' "Gilbird!" You yelled, holding your hands out so he can land in them.
"Hey buddy. If you're here where's Gilbert?" Gilbird chirped and pointed straight ahead.
"'Kay~! Let's go get him!" You say walking toward the direction he pointed to.
"Ugggh! Gilbird, are you sure Gilbert's this way?" You ask him, after walking for about 10 minutes. Gilbird chirped and shook his head. "Gilbird!" You look at the time.
"Well, it looks like you're coming to class with me, bud." Gilbird chirps happily and flies to your head.
"Hehe~ You're so cute Gilbird~"
"GILBIRD!!" yelled a certain albino looking for his bird. "Mon ami, we've been looking for him for almost 10 minutes." "Si amigo, maybe he finally left." Francis and Antonio say.
"Nein! He's just being unawesome and hiding!" Gilbert said.
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) 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,”
Alfred's Girl (2P FACE x Readers)Alfred groggily went downstairs. He didn’t know how fucking tired he was until he came in late last night. He yawned and smelt something delicious. __________ was on the couch drinking coffee and had made him breakfast. He had to admit, he loved having her living here with him. It was better than having some random cunt every week coming by and she actually worries about him. Last night when he got in, he was thrilled to have something to eat and someone play cards with. He had spent the earlier half of the night beating the shit out of, killing, and getting the fuck out of dodge. He was covered in blood and it didn’t seem to bother ________ either way. After that shit with Ivan, he guessed she had an idea what he did every day. He cleaned himself before eating. The last thing he remembered was dozing off on the couch while they watched TV. She must have hauled his carcass to bed. She didn’t notice him coming in. She was obliviously drinking her coffee and watching TVAlfred's Girl (2P FACE x Readers) in General Fiction More Like This
The Worst Halloween Ever (2P Canada x Reader)“How can one man make so much of a mess?” said __________. She decided to do some spring cleaning around the house while Matthew was away. Between classes and work, both of them were exhausted. He’s been a Mountie for a year now, tracking and taking out any dumbass who tried to commit a crime in Canada and flee to America and his forest license to watch over the woods. Not to mention his work with Francis. She had a scholarship to college and has been living with him since. She’s been working at the bank and enjoyed it every now and then but her boss was an old friend of her mother’s and complete dick but her coworkers were really nice, especially the bank president, Mr. Braginsky. But today was the start on her new schedule. Mr. Gill, her boss, decided to call her out in front of the bank for an error. He started belittling her in front of everyone. She came home, visibly upset. This prompted Matthew to have a chat with the man. Since, he decided thatThe Worst Halloween Ever (2P Canada x Reader) in General Fiction More Like This
Somewhere I Belong (2P F.A.C.E. x Child!Reader)Francis Bonnefoy was badass, the definition and what many thought a badass would be. In fact, he was so powerful, he controlled most of the underworld’s dealings from extortion, blackmail, kidnapping, prostitution, and even drug trafficking. His papa, Gaul, was tough and made him tough. No one dared fuck with his Papa. Francis grew up to be a badass, had an empire of his own, and a wife. However, something changed, something major that he couldn’t take back. He had a son. He didn’t know HOW he got there, he didn’t know WHY, but it didn’t change the fact that he had a son and a single father. He wasn’t kid friendly to begin with. It wasn’t like he didn’t like Matthew; it’s just that he couldn’t be around him for a long time. He ruined the boy’s life. He knew what he had to do. There weren’t many places that he or Gaul hadn’t had groups in. However, there was man who knew whom he knew would be about for him.Somewhere I Belong (2P F.A.C.E. x Child!Reader) in Drama More Like This
Wedding Hell: Chapter 1 (2P Canada x Reader)Three Years AgoWedding Hell: Chapter 1 (2P Canada x Reader) in Romance More Like This
Matthew walked in and stretched. He finally tracked, took down, and beat the shit out of a poacher he’s been hunting for well over a week. He didn’t know when he would be back but it felt good to come home to someplace warm. Not to mention being greeted to his girlfriend, who was wearing his sweat shirt, eating pancakes, and watching TV with Kumajiro on her chest. She smiled when he came in.
“You’re back!” Kumajro hopped off her and trotted to him. She flung her arms around him and kissed him, “Did you catch him?” he didn’t say anything but presented her the poacher’s infamous machete.
“He’s compost now,”
“Ooh, I like this one,” she said looking at the machete.
“Keep it then, wash it first,” she went into the kitchen to clean it off. It became second nature for her to clean things like this for him. He, on the other hand, got a beer and sat on the couch. They’ve been
Best Birthday Ever! (2P F.A.C.E. x Reader)By his humble request, Artie was going to have birthday party. He wanted his whole family to come and gave them the Artie guilt trip, into going. Meaning, he gave them each the puppy eyes and threatened he’ll show them his entire collection and carousel of pictures of their lives and his childhood. Needless to say, they all came. He asked Matthew to bring his girlfriend, _________. He liked having her around. Matthew didn’t mind, she actually made this shit tolerable.Best Birthday Ever! (2P F.A.C.E. x Reader) in General Fiction More Like This
“So…what did you get Artie for his birthday?” she asked.
“No fucking clue,” said Matthew, “I just grabbed the first pink and blue thing I saw and came over to pick you up. I think it’s a tablecloth or something. What did you get?”
“Oh, I found a recipe book of desserts from all over the world. I hope he’ll like it,”
“Thanks for inviting me,”
“Pfft, he was the one who nagged me to bring you,”
2P Kindertalia (2P Hetalia x Reader)It was her first assignment as a teacher. She was nervous, who wouldn’t be? She was a tutor for several years now and she was finally teaching her first class, a kindergarten class. She was excited. She loved kids. However, she was a teacher to the toughest children in school. It was hard to believe but the little kindergartners had the older children literately shaking and often refusing to leave the school until their break was over. No teacher lasted beyond a week, but ____________ was in her month now. The kids seemed to respect her for it. She loved her students as mischievous and strange as they were. She walked into her classroom. Almost immediately, she was almost beamed from friendly fire. A young brunette and a blonde were rolling on the ground beating the living shit out of each other with three younger boys taking bets.2P Kindertalia (2P Hetalia x Reader) in General Fiction More Like This
“Beat his ass Al!”
“Stab him Matt, aru!”
“Alfred, Matthew!” she immediately got between the two and grabbed their
Joyeux Anniversaire (2P F.A.C.E. x Reader)Francis sat in his study. He glared at the calendar. His birthday was coming up. He hated birthdays. He didn’t mind getting older without the notions of everything that came with it. No longer relating to anyone, no longer being able to enjoy solitude, no longer being able to join new things without being the older or senior of anything, then again he was jaded. He lived his life and he was actually okay with getting old without people thinking you’re suppose to act a certain way. He sighed and got up. He went towards the mirror. He was still a handsome man, bored as fuck but handsome. Since he couldn’t see Francine, he never thought he would ever be able to even smile again yet here he was, oddly okay with life now. He remembered the days where she could try to make his birthday special, special supper, special cake, special outing, hotter than hot sex and then sleep, that’s all he needed. He smiled at the thought then felt sad again. No one to fuck and no oneJoyeux Anniversaire (2P F.A.C.E. x Reader) in Romance More Like This
Riding Hood and the Wolf (2P Germany x Reader)Once upon a time, there was a young woman. She was good-looking girl with (e/c) eyes and lovely (h/c) hair. She was known around the city as the girl with the bike. She made a good reputation as being the fastest cyclists around. In her high school years, she loved nothing more than to drag race, play chicken, and be absolutely reckless with her life and her bike. In fact, when she was still active, many gave her the nickname Riding Hood, because of red jacket and helmet she used to wear was the only thing that bikers saw in the night. Even when she got out of school she became something of a legend and still dragged from time to time in neighboring cities. However, that all stopped when her grandpa died from illness. They were close, he was her mechanic, he taught her how to upgrade her old bike, and fiddled with things to make it the fast thing on the road. Since then, she settled down. She became a high end delivery woman, with the task of delivering high end and expensive cargo toRiding Hood and the Wolf (2P Germany x Reader) in General Fiction More Like This
My Muse (Mechanic 2P!Germany x Artist!Reader)Starving artists. Where did this term come from? It came from people who didn’t have a creative bone in their bodies. It wasn’t that they were starving artists; it’s just that they sacrificed a lot for something to come true, even if it meant that society didn’t really value them, until they were famous of course. _______ wasn’t famous yet. She went to college for art theory and learned art mediums like painting and metalwork. When she left, she worked odd jobs but continued to work on her art, she had to. It was her passion. It was hard to be an artist but no one got where they were now, unless they worked for it or given a chance and so far, no one gave her a chance. She lived in a large brick studio apartment alone with her art and it was just them. She lived in a middle class neighborhood and the mortgage was cheap, mainly because she didn’t live on the “artsy” side of the neighborhood. She used to but long moved away. Her boyfriend aMy Muse (Mechanic 2P!Germany x Artist!Reader) in General Fiction More Like This
2pCanadaxReader“Man when I find him I’m going to kill him bring him back to life and kill him again,” (Name) was out of breath but still continued to run throw the snowy forest. She looked to the ground and the trees trying to find some trace of her best friend Mathew.2pCanadaxReader in Romance More Like This
(Name) stopped again; she was running for who knows how long. Mathew was bigger, stronger, and smarter than (Name). He was born in this world while she was born in the city which she found to pretty annoying so she moved to the country that’s where she met him. He was blunt, rude, and sarcastic and still is. Mess with the bull and you get the horns that was Mathew whenever he got angry but not this time. This time he ran away in a huff and (Name) set out to find him but he was faster.
“Stupid tracker jerk,” she breathed. Mathew knew the woods and how to hunt though he never really did unless he had to. He was in tune with all the wild life of Canada even had pet wolf named Kuma.
2pAmericaxReaderSetting her suitcase down she looked around her new room, it was bleak and bland. One bed, one dresser, two drawers, one closet and a desk and a window over the bed, curtains closed. They were all the same color, white; her room was a light shade of blue and the carpet shag white. She sighed and couldn’t wait to decorate it to look like her old room back at her old home, which was across the country. Oh how she missed it so, her two friends gave her a goodbye party that still gives tears to her eyes, and her classmates did the same. It surprised her so much they didn’t even show signs of liking her in the beginning but said that without her the class would be darker without her imagination to brighten it back up again. She could cry right now just by thinking about it, but didn’t.2pAmericaxReader in General Fiction More Like This
She looked at the room even further and found nothing of interest, moving was hard even if you had something better to move to. When you been in one place for song long it gets harder to lea
2pItalyxReader(Name) tightened her apron more and grabbed her tray she went out of the kitchen and into the diner. She asked people if they were alright needed any more water and things like that. A boy about her aged called her over. He was sitting with two other boys and they didn’t have any food. She assumed that they were ready to order.2pItalyxReader in General Fiction More Like This
“Hello Sirs how may I help you?” She asked with a smile and a timid voice. (Name) was a bit shy but she still worked in a fifty’s style diner, it was good money and she knew the owner. She had friends here and she loved her work, the only problems were people like this.
The boy who called her over looked (Name) over like he was checking her out; he smirked and rested his head in his hand.
“Yeah you can help me all you want,” he said in a deep voice. (Name) shifted a little still keeping her smile as a restaurant policy.
“Um would you like to order something?” She asked.
“I don’t know boys what do you wa
2pPrussiaxReaderGilbert logged on and searched for anyone on line his heart fluttered when his eyes went over (Name)’s name. (Name) was someone Gilbert met through an online game and once the game was disbanded they still kept in touch. She was funny, creative, and nice. Gilbert loved everything about her. The problem was he never talked to her before.2pPrussiaxReader in General Fiction More Like This
Through text yes, but not through voice; from what (Name) had told Gilbert she lived with a big family many brothers and one sister. They always fought constantly and her house was incredibly loud. So actually calling and hearing each other’s voice wasn’t an option. Gilbert also had a problem he wouldn’t be able to talk to her anyway even though he really wanted to. Gilbert was a mute which meant he did no talking off any kind.
Gilbert clicked on her name and a chat window opened up his fingers hovered over the keyboard then began to type.
That’s how he started most of his conversations with her; Gi
2pPrussiaxReader(Name) rang the doorbell and waited for someone to answer. The door opened and a tall man with long blond hair and blue eyes smirked down at her. He wore and black and was muscular (Name) figured he lifted weights. She smiled and remembered she had a newspaper article in her back pocket. She took it out and handed it to him, he took it and red it over, and he smirked and leaned on the door frame.2pPrussiaxReader in General Fiction More Like This
“So you here for the job?” he asked still smirking.
“Y-Yes sir, um my name is (Full Name) and I’m twelve years old, I would be happy to baby sit your grandsons while you are gone.”
He leaned in and looked her over, “You’re a mature one ain’t ya?”
(Name) was unsure how to answer that, “Uh I’m—
“Don’t hurt yourself; you got the job okay, get in here.” The man moved to the side to let (Name) in. She stepped inside and looked at the house she saw it was just a normal house like any other. She heard someone co
ScotlandxReaderAllistor sat in the chair constantly shifting and moving. He couldn’t sit still; he stood up and paced back and forth. He scratched his head which he only did when he was distressed. He sat back down and shook his leg; he buried his face into his hands and tried to calm his breathing down. He leaned back in his chair and groaned.ScotlandxReader in Romance More Like This
“Will you stop fidgeting, I know you are distressed but please calm down,” his younger brother Arthur coaxed. Allistor was the second born of the family after their brother Oliver, and then it was Allistor, then Ian, then Arthur. They almost never got along and constantly bullied each other over almost anything. Practically tortured each other but they were all in one place for one reason.
“I cannot help it, this is all my fault, you know. I should’ve driven her home myself,” Allistor said feeling like a complete blundering idiot.
“You can’t blame yourself for this brother, you can’t control everything,
NordicsxLittle!Reader Bad Influence Sweden-Age 8-NordicsxLittle!Reader Bad Influence Sweden in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The whole family was in an IEKA, store shopping for new furniture, what else would they be doing at an IKEA? There was a huge crowd because there was a sale going on and well, imagine it a sale at IKEA in Sweden, Black Friday. Sweden, though he would never say it, he was so happy that (name) was enjoying herself in the store. She loved getting new furniture especially it was her fault the some of the things broke, she liked to play Don't Touch the Lava. We've all played the game before and we've all broken something, while doing it, so here they all were at an IEKA.
"Why do I have to come, I'm gonna miss the new episode of Supernatural," Iceland complained.
"You are recording it so you aren't missing anything, and we all know that going to IEKA, is a family event."
"That and the squirt broke the couch so we can't really enjoy any TV," added Denmark.
"I wasn't sposed to touch the lava, and I said I was sorry," said (name) defensively. She was holding Sweden's hand trying to mane
NordicsxLittle!Reader Bad Influence Norway-Age 8-NordicsxLittle!Reader Bad Influence Norway in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Alright we need more food or I'm gonna die." Denmark complained it was a Sunday afternoon the sun was shining and the whole family was in the living watching (favorite show) because it was (name)'s turn to choose, the only one who had a problem with it was Iceland. Norway sighed and went into the kitchen where Denmark was and looked into the fridge he was right they were running low on food, if you didn't count all the fish Mr. Puffin had reserved for himself.
"Alright I'll go shopping, (name) you wanna come?"
"Yeah, Uncle Iceland do you wanna come too?"
"Pfff, no." He said rudely and went for the remote and changed the channel to Supernatural.
"Oh, um next time then?" Iceland shrugged his gaze never left the TV, by now everyone felt the tension between (name) and Iceland but never really addressed. (Name) would just brush it off, but it started to get her, only a little, anyway she went upstairs and came back down with her jacket and followed Norway out to the car. They arriv
AmericaxReaderLudwig drove up to the school and stopped the car; he turned around to his little sister (Name), “See you at home okay?”AmericaxReader in Romance More Like This
“Alright Luddy, see you at you guys at home.”
“Later sis,” Gilbert her other older brother, the eldest one, said from the passenger seat.
“Bye Gil.” She exited the car and shut the door. She waved to her brothers and they drove away off the high school, they were in their junior year and (Name) was in the seventh grade, in middle school. She walked up to her school there were many children in front commuting with watch other, people copying each other’s homework, girls doing each other’s hair and makeup, and boys doing gross stuff, just a normal day in middle school.
(Name) was looking for her two best friends Elizabeta Hedavery and Feliks Lukasiewicz, she looked over to the steps of the entrance of the school and found them sitting there, she speed up her walking and met up with them.
“Hey dudes, what
RomaniaxReaderShe sat her luggage down on the ground; she did a little stretch before continuing on. It was a nice day pretty hot, that’s why she wore a t-shirt, a skirt, and some classic converses.RomaniaxReader in Romance More Like This
(Name) was visiting her old friend Vladimir Dimitru; they were the best of friends in their freshman year of college. They parted ways after Vladimir moved back to Romania; they met each other again after another year of college, Vladimir sent her an email witch was strange; she didn’t even tell him her new email.
“I wonder what Vladdy is doing in a castle,” she said to herself, “What if it’s his?”
She looked to the castle in the distance, and shrugged, “Well whatever Vladdy was always a bit weird.”
She lifted up her luggage again and headed for the castle, she was going to spend a week with him and had enough for that much. Romania was a beautiful place; Vladimir was born in Romania, moved to America for two years and moved back. (Name) missed him he
Leave Me Alone! Bully!2p!CanadaXNerd!Reader"Hey! Four eyes!"Leave Me Alone! Bully!2p!CanadaXNerd!Reader 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 Obsession Stalker!2p!EnglandXReaderOliver Kirkland, 2p! of Arthur Kirkland, was obsessed, a fact he knew quite well, and enjoyed every second of it. Now it was not your average obsession, the kind most people had with a particulary good tv show or an amazing book series. No, his obsession lays with a person, a girl known as ____ to be precise.My Obsession Stalker!2p!EnglandXReader in Horror More Like This
He could have been considered her stalker, but as far as his twisted romantic mind was concerned, it was research on the woman he loved. He remembered reading in a book once, for books used to be his only way to escape the hell of his life, that everyone had that one special person made just for them. Well, Oliver was quite sure that person was her, his other half, the icing to his cupcake, his love.
Oh, how he yearned to hold her in his arms, to whisper sweet nothings in her ear after making love. However, only one thing stood in his way: Arthur Kirkland, his 1p! and ____'s current boyfriend. What she saw in his dull, bland 1p!, Oliver didn't know, not that i
Jealous!FranceXReaderXChild!CanadaBright blue eyes watched you and his little Canadian son, sitting contently in your lap, laughing and giggling.Jealous!FranceXReaderXChild!Canada in Humor More Like This
Oh, how it irritated Francis Bonnefoy.
Don't misunderstand, Francis loved Matthew to death; after all, those wide, violet eyes, wavy blond locks, and that toothy childish grin were priceless. Top it all off with a shy and forgiving personality, and you had an A+ child on your hands. The one problem was that dear, sweet Matthew was currently getting all of your attention when Franis planned to spend the day together, just you and him. And, to be ignored by his mon amour pissed the Frenchman off more than anything else.
In fact, why was he just sitting here? He needed to make it clear that ____ was HIS mon amour, even though his amour "offender" was nothing more than his seven year old son. Standing up, the Frenchman ran toward you, glomping you with the ferocity of a bear. "F-France!" You yelled, eyes wide in surprise.
You both heard a small, barel
You're Mine 2P!AmericaXReaderThe blond American walked quickly to the world meeting, a smile plastered to his face. He'd been waiting forever for the world meeting to come, for one reason and one reason only. You.You're Mine 2P!AmericaXReader in Short Stories More Like This
You see, the American had a huge crush on you, but then again, why wouldn't he? You were super fricken' cool! You loved to play video games and eat hamburgers, and you were really nice and really cute and the list just went on and on.
He then spotted you and his heart rate and pace quickened. He ran at you, hugging you with such ferocity that the two of you fell to the ground, America on top. "Hey, dude!" He exclaimed cheerfully, flashing you his trademark idiotic grin.
You couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm; he really was something else. "Hey, America."
The blond got off you and helped you to your feet, grinning broadly. "Hey, we'd better get to the world meeting!" Before you could say anything, he grabbed your hand and ran to the world meeting room.
You chuckled softly to yours
Fear 2P!EnglandXReaderCrash!Fear 2P!EnglandXReader in Horror More Like This
Your eyes flew open as you sat up, looking around wildly. It sounds like the crash came from downstairs. A burglar?
With a sigh, you swung your legs over the bed, shivering when your bare feet touched the cold wooden floor. You creeped over to the stairs slowly, careful not to make any noise, and slowly tiptoed down the stairs.
What was that sound? You tried not to worry about it as you slowly and quietly continued to go down the stairs.
You tried to ignore it, but the sound just kept getting louder and louder and it was really starting to creep you out. You almost jumped when you heard a cruel chuckle in the kitchen. "Don't bother hiding, poppet, I can hear your heartbeat all the way from here."
So that's what that was! You silently cursed yourself as you stepped into the kitchen, fists curled into a ball as you prepared to fight whoever was in there. The only light was from the moonlight shining faintly from the window.
Newest Obsession Male!BelarusXReader 4Belarus leaned against the door, blue eyes wide, his breathing harsh and raggid. "GOD DAMMIT!" He screamed, slamming his fist against the wall, the sound echoing through the hall.Newest Obsession Male!BelarusXReader 4 in Romance More Like This
He'd never really considered himself human; after all, humans could be remorsefull and happy, right? Such emotions had always seemed somewhat foolish to him. All he seemed to know was hatred and desire, and he'd always been fine with that.
So then, why did he now have this tight, almost sufficating feeling in his heart?
Sliding down the wood door, the Belarussian hit the floor with a dull thud, silent tears welling up in his eyes. His heart was acheing because, deep down, he knew you were right. He was lonely.
One could easily say that Belarus was a lonely soul. Ukraine, no matter how kindly she treated him, was terrified of him, it was so obvious it made him want to puke. And then there was big sister Russia, strong, beautiful, big sister Russia. It didn't matter how much he loved
Jealous!EnglandXReaderXNeko!France"Aww, aren't you just the cutest thing?"Jealous!EnglandXReaderXNeko!France in Humor More Like This
Arthur Kirkland watched you snuggle with the cat, green eyes narrowed. He could see why'd you dubbed it as FranceCat; after all, that cat was a fluff ball, just like Francis's "sexy" hair and, also very much like France, this cat seemed more than happy to cuddle near some.....Intimate areas.
To anyone else, it would have been rather amusing to see the Brit's face turn bright red as glowered at the smug, fluffy cat. Arthur, however, was less than amused. "You really are cute!" You cooed, scratching the cat's ears and ignoring your boyfriend's silent hissy fit. "Why don't you sleep with me tonight?"
Arthur's eye twitched. That was it. This cat could mock him, even hog his girlfriend on a day Arthur planned to spend with you, but to take his place in your bed, the one place he had to look forward to at this point?
That. Bloody. Cat's. Gone. Too. Far.
The cat had to go, Arthur knew that much. He then had an idea. "____?" He ad
Dark Side 2P!AmericaXReader Part 1Everyone saw Alfred F. Jones as an idiot, though it was hard not to. Prancing around, smiling and shoving hamburgers down his throat as he yelled about god know what. Really, who wouldn't?Dark Side 2P!AmericaXReader Part 1 in Horror More Like This
But what everyone didn't know was that Alfred had another side of him, a much darker side, which made sense; there's no way he could be such a powerful nation if he was a complete idiot.
The other side of him was his exact opposite; cunning, bloodthirsty, extremely unforgiving. It was that side of him that won bloody wars, that made him one of the strongest nations in the world.
However, he never let that side come out unless he absolutly had to; he was the hero, after all, and no hero used the power of a villian to get the job done. Sometimes, though, he couldn't help it; the rage and pain inside would become too much and he would snap, releasing his dark side. Which is why he always tried to be cheerfull and disgustingly happy, to protect the people around him.
But today was one of those days, when
Too Cute! Jealous!FranceXReaderXNeko!England"Awww! You're so cute!"Too Cute! Jealous!FranceXReaderXNeko!England in Romance More Like This
Francis Bonnefoy watched his lovely girlfriend, _____, snuggle with a kitty you'd dubbed as "IggyCat". You'd claimed to have found the cat on the street, though Francis had a feelng that cat was none other than Arthur Kirkland's. For, unlike his own cat with it's thick, fluffy fur, this cat had very short hair, green eyes, and even the Arthur-ish thick caterpiller eyebrows.
And, also very much like Arthur, this kitty just couldn't keep his paws off you.
Yes, Francis knew about Arthur's crush on you all too well, and it honestly wouldn't have surprised him if Arthur used that black magic of his and turned himself into a cat, just to have an excuse to snuggle with you. Assuming it was just a cat, however, it might have been a little low to be jealous of a mere cat, but the fact that you were paying more attention to that damn cat than Francis really bothered him.
"Excusez-moi, ma cher?" The Frenchman placed a hand on your shoulder, smiling broadl
Newest Obsession Male!BelarusXReader9 hours, 57 minutes, and 4 seconds.Newest Obsession Male!BelarusXReader in Short Stories More Like This
That was how long the platinum blonde had been sitting against the wall, living in his thoughts, a bottle of vodka held loosely in his hand. He'd first gotten into the alcoholic drink when he found out it was big sister Russia's favorite. She had been his obsession at the time, and thus, he'd done whatever he could to forge a connection with her.
Of course, she wasn't his obsession now, but his addiction to vodka wasn't going to fade away anytime soon. And the fact that he couldn't stop thinking about you certainly wasn't helping. His chest tightened as he thought about you.
You were his current obsession, and the reason why he was drunk on his ass.
Ironically, it was because of his old obsession that he met you.
Several days ago.......
Belarus silently sharpened his knife, his eyes narrowed into dangerous slits. He'd heard from Lithuania that big sister Russia was coming home from the world meeting- and was bringing anot