CanadaXReader Secret SantaCanadaXReader: Secret Santa
Requested by ~seaweedbrain101
Sitting in your chair at home you hold the gift you got from your secret Santa, who was he? You wonder as you looked at the white teddy bear, it was soft and again you read the mini letter the only clue they gave was 'Maple Hockey' nothing more, nothing less .it was so puzzling and it said he be coming down the chime this 24th at 12 o'clock , the only one who do this is America right? Right?
It was that day only it was still 11, the clock moved slowly as you slipped into boredom the book beside you had been finish, you had no feeling for drawing and on TV there was only rubbish. Only thing you kept finding was Football which was starting to piss you off. "Isn't anything I can do to pass the last minutes of the day?"You asked yourself.
Yet you came back to the gift and letter, Hockey? A country that had Hockey first? It
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You crashed onto the snow covered ground as the white snow flakes that fell from the sky landed on your hair. Your breathing became shallow, your red eyes becoming distant and lifeless. You tried to get up, but your limbs wouldn't allow it and you just laid there in the snow. You were so weak. You hadn't drunken blood for such a long, long time. You were dying. Dying of starvation. And now the cold too.
"Huh? O-oh no!"
"Who's...that?" You thought as you heard snow crunching beneath feet. A blurry figure soon stood above you.
"Are you alright?" The figure asked in a sort of accent. Canadian maybe. You soon felt hands take hold of your forearms. "H-how long have you been out here? You're almost frozen!"
Were your limbs really that stiff already? Well, you have been in the freezing cold for awhile. You felt yourself being lifted and carried. You slowly looked up at the figure, the person who doesn't even know you but doesn't want you to freez
Request-Artist!CanadaxReaderxBaker!Romano"Come on, Matthew! I heard about this new cupcake shop and I wanna check it out!"More Like This
You were currently pounding on the door of your best friend, Matthew Williams' house, trying to get him to wake up. Knowing him, he was probably up late last night, working on a painting.
You pressed your ear against the door and grinned when you heard shuffling steps from inside. The door slowly opened to reveal groggy Matthew in an over-sized sweatshirt, his face covered in paint.
"Up late again last night?" you questioned, side-stepping him and heading for the kitchen.
"Y-yeah... How did you know?" he followed you, rubbing his eyes and yawning then sat at on a stool at the island. Random brushes, paints, and pieces of canvas littered where utensils and kitchen supplies should have been.
"It's 3 o'clock in the afternoon." you riffled through some drawers, searching for a rag and smiled triumphantly when you found one underneath a pile of old sponge-brushes.
"Wh-what?!" he exclaimed, as loud as his small
Run... 2 CanadaXreader"Matthew I do not appreciate you spending so much time with Abnor, it's not right to spend so much time with it, it might do something to you." The head director of the program sternly said, trying to stay calm.More Like This
"But sir, her intelligence is equal to ours; the different aspects are clearly unimaginable." Matthew smiled as he looked towards the glass cage containing the creature.
"What? How dare you compare that thing to us! It doesn't even deserve to be alive! It is worthless!" the director screamed.
Your ears flew up to hear the foul words that were clearly discriminating you, your head shot up, your eyes pinpointed the shouting man that was now holding Matthew by the collar on his purple shirt.
Your eyes turned crimson in anger, how dare he touch Matthew like that! As well as the fact he was treating you like an 'it', you were the last of your kind and damn, you wanted respect.
"Now go! Go clean the water for it!" the director shouted as he threw Matthew on the floor.
"Y-yes sir." He
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"Who are you?"
You jumped at the sudden voice and whipped around. You saw a little white bear in front of you. It sat on its furry little butt as it stared up at you with a tilt of its head.
"It...talked..." Your eyes widened in shock as you pressed your back up against the door. "Wh-who are you?"
The bear pawed its ear before it answered, "I'm Mr. Kumajirou. Now answer my question."
You turned your head to the side slightly. You were a bit weirded out talking to a little bear but you said, "It's (Name)."
"Well (Name), what are you doing in my master's house?"
"Who's you master?"
"He's the man there." Mr. Kuma pointed with his paw at the man you woke up right next to.
"He has a pet bear?" You thought and then you turned your attention back to Mr. Kumajirou. "Uh, Mr. Kumajirou was it? Do you know any way I can get out of this cabin?"
"Hmm..." Mr. Kumajirou tilted his head in thought and then said, "Nope. You're stuck he
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"~Ve! Doitsu! We need to get the baby's room ready!" Italy said one day in the middle of the night. Italy was just starting to round out. He was at the point where you could tell he was pregnant just by looking at him.
Germany woke up confused and looked at the clock. It was 3 in the morning. He let out a sigh. "Italy, can this please vait until morning? I'd really rather try to sleep before I do any heavy lifting, or anything that may require me being fully avake." Germany asked, looking at the Italian.
Italy looked at the half awake German. "~Ve. I guess. I'm hungry." Italy climbed out of bed and wandered out of the room. Germany stared after him, tempted to follow and make sure Italy didn't fall down the stairs, but sleep overtook him.
A few minutes later Italy came back up the stairs with a bowl of gelato with cheese puffs, chocolate sauce, and cream cheese. He climbed back into bed. He spotted one of the pregnancy books on the night stand. He ate his gelato and read the bo
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"(Name), I'm bored," I collapsed on (Name)'s bed, burying my face on one of her pillow.
"Think of something to do, then," (Name) replied.
It was in the middle of summer. No school for weeks and freedom called out everywhere. And I was bored out of my mind; just hanging around (Name)'s bedroom without anything to do. The heat outside was unbearable, so I didn't even think of going out, probably because I'm just too lazy. So I just lingered in her room, with nothing to do.
For a minute or so, I didn't want to take my face off her pillow; it smelled of her a lot. I rested my chin on the pillow then, lacking air. Bored to death, I killed time by just looking at (Name). She was sprawled on the floor, minding her business. I guess she's bored, too. She lazily flipped through pages of her magazine, looking pass collection of pictures. Her eyes fluttered, too
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"Matthew! When we grow up, can we get married?"
"___-________! I-I-I... Y-Yes!"
"Yay! I'll be a good wife, Mattie! I promise!" You looked as determined as possible to be a good wife for your friend. The only downfall; You were going to have to wait about 13 to 14 years to marry him. You kissed him on the cheek, the began to run in the direction of the foster house both you and Matthew lived at, your (h\c) hair flowing behind your small figure.
"C'mon, Mattie! We'll miss dinner!"
'Where nothing really mattered
Except for me to be with you
But in time we all forgot and we all grew'
You lived in a foster home with eleven kids. You, Matthew Williams, Heracles Karpusi, Alfred F. Jones, Arthur Kirkland, Ivan Braginski and his two sisters Natalia Alfroskaya and Yekaterina "Katyusha" Braginskaya, Gilbert and Ludwig Beilshmidt, and Elizaveta H
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During my normal walks, I noticed something black on the sidewalk. It was small, which reminded me of a wallet. Reaching down to grab it. It was a nice wallet. It was smooth leather like lambskin. Opening it up, there was no identification cards whatsoever, only a few bucks and a crumpled up envelope. I raised an eyebrow as I pulled it out. The stamp date was from 2001, almost 10 years ago. Wonder what in the world it is doing inside of the wallet. So I pulled it out very carefully and undid the flap. It was a letter. It was from someone named (Name) to a man named Kiku Honda. Flipping the envelope over, I saw the address, it wasn't too far from where I was. It was still light out, I need to give this person's wallet back. I assume it belonged to this Kiku man. As I walked, I re-read the letter. It is rather romantic, the woman (name) is basically pouring her heart out to him. I could almost cry, I just wonder if he ever came back to her. It sounded like he was going away for awhile, I
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The waiting room was freezing cold. A handful of people were huddled in a corner like Eskimos round a fire, bundled up with heavy jackets and wool shawls. Another couple were hunched over in their chairs, asleep. All were silent, breathing, and barely existing.
A trembling mass of fabric was curled up on one of the seats. It was sniffling and a red nose tip poked out of one of the folds. Suddenly, the whole bundle shot up. The blushing nose tip was now accompanied by rosy cheeks and red rimmed eyes.
(Name) coughed into the sleeve of her oversized, dirt stained, white army overcoat. The sound jerked the man a row before her awake and he glared at her before turning away. She sunk into the warmth of the coat. Her feet marched her through the row where her seat was, over and over. Every step was echoed by the soft squeak of her boots and her coughs.
"Will you please sit?" the man she'd awoken grumbled.
She mumbled an apology and reclaimed her sea
CanadaxReader-PancakesYou were rushing around your kitchen, frantically trying to finish making pancakes before your best friend Matthew came over. He had been your friend ever since you had met as little kids, and to be honest you felt a little bit more towards your favourite Canadian friend. Okay, maybe more than a little bit, you were head over heels for the boy, but it's not like you could help it! He was so sweet and shy, and even though you would get looks from people passing by that made it obvious they thought you were totally crazy (because they couldn't see him, poor guy) you couldn't care less. So here you were, attempting to impress him by making his favourite food in the world - pancakes. They would probably never compare to the ones he made (they tasted like food straight from the gods, no joke) but you had to try anyway.More Like This
When you heard the doorbell ring you just about had a heart attack, not expecting the loud noise to pull you out of the trance you had managed to get into.
"Coming!" You yell
Canada X Reader: I Hear You 2You gently opened your eyes hearing the crashing of waves and the sound of a few seagulls. You turn your head toward the window to see the sun was setting then turned it again gently since you felt your head pounding and then you saw Matthew sitting on the bed next to you just hugging his bear waiting for you to wake up. You turn a bit more and sit up rubbing your eyes a bit.More Like This
" Oh your awake _____ Im so glad....Im s-sorry but I had to give you CPR a-and when you woke up you clung to me so on the way back so I picked you up and started to carry you but on the way in you fell asleep s-so I just put you in bed and tucked you in..." Canada looked over to you still hugging his bear then you looked down seeing yourself still in his sweater. You took a deep breath trying to relax yourself and the smell of the ocean and maple syrup filled your nose. It was both sweet and relaxing.
" T-Thank you...Matthew...if it werent for you I wouldnt be here.."Then a though struck you he gave you mouth to m
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You and the rest of the countries who went to the UN meetings had planned a trip to the beach booking a large beach house that had about 10 rooms and each room was going to have 2-3 people. You didn't mind not one bit when you all arrived at the beach it was sunny and people were at the beach swimming happily or building stuff. You were pretty sure people would move from the location to get away from America and the others who upon first meeting as well you did consider a weird bunch but that is when you were just starting as a country and now you have come to love them.
A paper was handed out with who your room mate was mostly girls with girls and guys with guys until you spotted your name. Your roommate was Matthiew you knew him becau
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"Listen up class. Because Christmas is rapidly approaching, I would like our class to do a Secret Santa gift exchange." Your teacher stated cheerfully, oblivious to the loud groans from a majority of the students. "I'd also like to add a small twist. Instead of getting your person one large gift, I would like you all to purchase twelve small things for the Twelve Days of Christmas. Obviously you give one gift to your person daily for the last twelve days of school before Christmas break. Understand?"
There was a mixed response from the class. Some students nodded their heads reluctantly, while others mumbled to themselves about how stupid this whole Secret Santa business was. You on the other hand turned to the person sitting next to you, your best friend Alfred F. Jones. You flashed him a smile, which he gladly returned. Alfred knew that Christmas was your favorite holiday.
"Now, I will be going around the class room with a bowl that contains all the names of the studen
APH- Reader x CanadaYou swallow, sitting on the bench, unable to think of anything to say as you watched Matthew get up from his desk and leave with book bag in hand. The sounds of everything step he takes reverberating through your ears.More Like This
As this happens, your mouth goes dry and you turn to look into those violet eyes. Violet eyes that have held pain, gone through it and still held it. Mentally, you are reaching out to him and trying to tell the Canadian that whatever was bothering him, was no big deal. You could only wish he would get this psychic message but it is to no avail.
The both of you lock eyes for a moment, your heart pounding as this happens. Reaching out once again even though he pays no mind to this. A pained sigh escaping the pale lips of Matthew Williams, and this is when he left you in the room.
Once alone, it feels like a tie has been broken. Thinking to yourself of where Matthew is going and why he was so upset. Finding yourself unable to stay in study hall, retrieving
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Your door bell rang loud and clear through your house. You rushed to the door and opened it, revealing you boyfriend Matthew.
"Hi," You smiled at him.
"H-hi _______" He smiled back. You giggled at his stutter.
"I finished the poem," You said taking his hand, causing him to blush.
"Oh!" He said. You had been writing a poem for a while and you promised to let him see it when you were done.
You handed him the paper and hoped he liked it.
He read it and smiled. "It's amazing _____," He said.
"Awww...Thanks Mattie!" You kissed him on the cheek. "Love you,"
"Je t'aime, aussi (1)"
"Are you staying?" You asked him. "I made dinner and I have some extra."
"I would hate to bother you..." He started.
"No," You insisted. "Its fine. Come on, I made pancakes."
After dinner Matthew had to leave
CanadaXReader: Forget Me Not...You stood there, in the hall of hospital as the nurse told you what was wrong with him. Amnesia. He wouldn't be able to remember himself nor anyone else in his life.More Like This
You weren't really paying any attention o the nurse in front of you, or anything else for that matter. You were starring at the ground, utterly dumbfounded. What if he could see you? You thought, surely he'd remember you, his best friend for 4 years.
"Can I see him?!" you blurted, looking up into the nurses eye's. You realized you had just cut her off in the middle of her sentence, usually you'd be very sorry, but you were just too focused on seeing him.
"He just woke up." and gestured for you to go in the room you had been standing next to.
You quickly opened the door and slipped in.
What you saw made your heart ach worst then ever.
A blonde boy sat in the hospital bed with a bandage wrapped around his head. Despite that, one long curl managed to poke out. He was looking around the room when his vio
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(F.A.C.E.= France, America, Canada, England (a.k.a CAFÉ))
You hummed to yourself as you walked out of your car. Arms loaded with presents for your friends you walked up the long driveway to the steps, trying to avoid the ice that coated the ground.
Before you could even knock the door flew open.
"_______! Dude! You finally made it!" Alfred said grinning at you. "Let the hero take those gifts!" He grabbed the boxes out of your arms and put them under the huge Christmas tree that stood in the family room*.
You smiled. "Good to see you too, Al" You hung up your jacket and went to the kitchen.
"Bonjour Francis," You smiled at the Frenchman, who was currently cooking Christmas dinner, and hugged him. You swatted his hand when it began to wander. "Managed to keep Iggy out of the kitchen the year?"
"Bonjour mon cher," He replied. "And Oui, just barley."
"Thank God, after last year ," You shuddered, not wanting to think about the Brit's Chri
Trapped: Chapter 14Matthew awoke when a blast of cold air blew into his face. Surprised, the Canadian looked around in surprise to find that he was at the exit of Ira Labs. It seemed as if his imprisonment inside the labs was only a dream.More Like This
However, as he looked down at himself, Matthew noticed the broken chains next to him, and accepted the grim truth. 1-V4N had tricked him and kept the Canadian chained in the basement of the labs. As he remembered more and more of what had happened, Matthew felt betrayed, angry, and miserable. Wanting to leave Ira Labs as soon as possible, the Canadian stood up and ran back to his hotel to have a hot meal and warm shower.
Before checking out of the hotel, Matthew flipped out his cell phone and dialed Gilbert's number.
"Hey Gil, it's me, Matthew," the Canadian said.
"Matt! Where have you been? You haven't called in two weeks; we were worried you went AWOL or something," Gilbert asked, a hint of relief in his voice.
"It's a long story. I'll tell you when I get back,"
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"And, so - me, as the Hero and all, say that this meeting is over!"
"I, as the Hero." sighed Arthur, but Alfred paid no attention.
"Dude, we got quite a bit done today!" he exclaimed, to no one in particular.
"Je ne pense pas ça" Francis muttered.
"Yo, Francis, whaddya say?"
Francis sighed, and shook his head. "Ne rien, mon ami. I think it is time we left, no?"
Soon, everyone started filing out of the room, leaving just you and Alfred alone.
"Whaddya think, [Name]? It was a good plan, huh?" he turned towards you, a childish grin on his face. You couldn't help but smile back -Al's joy was clearly infectious.
"The superhero one? Yeah, it sounded cool, actually."
"So why did Artie say no?" a small pout on Alfred's lips made you go up to him, and gently place your arms around his shoulders.
"He's doesn't have his own hero, you know," you gently kissed his cheek.
~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*
Across the Dimensions READERxENGLANDYou screamed as the portal opened and you fell onto a wooden surface. Damn it..you cursed in your head as you sat up. The transporter on Cybertron seemed to move you to a different dimension. How were the Autobots going to- sudden screams and gasps turned your attention away from the battle you were just in. You realized you were sitting on a large circular table which almost a hundred people were sitting at. "Is that a spy?!" Someone cried out. People started to get up and reach for you but your reflexes made you jump and scramble off the table without being touched. A week before, you wouldn't have been able to do this, but being with the Cybertronians seemed to change your fitness. Your dark blue hoodie stayed on, covering your (h/c) hair from view. Down the halls you ran, hearing feet moving behind you, but steadily the noises disappeared. You gasped for breath as you reached what seemed to be the front entrance. "You there!" A voice called out. It was from aMore Like This
DenmarkxReader: Jelousy Gently gripping the pendant he gave you close to your chest, you let out a little cry of dismay. Your best friend Denmark had been blowing you off again. You knew he was stubborn on a normal basis but this was probably the third time this week. If he didn't want to go somewhere, he could just say so.More Like This
Pulling a few strands of (h/c) hair behind your ear you pulled your phone out of your pocket,'Hey Den...You ditched again. You okay?' You tried hitting the send button but added quickly before,'If you don't answer, don't bother calling me later.'
For a few minutes, you sat there starring at the screen holding your message before hitting 'send'. Sitting there for a few minutes, you thought about what he might be up to.
Maybe he and Norway had been hanging out. Then you think against it. Norway would've obviously ditched eventually. Iceland was in China right now. Finland or Sweden? You shuddered thinking about Sweden's cold personal
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As requested by iluvpokemon101 enjoy!!~ Inspired by Bethany Arnold. Sorry I'm a bit late for a Christmas insert, I was planning on one, but I was busy with Christmas! Hope this makes up for it!~
"Ah, I hope he comes back soon."
You said with a sigh, looking out the frost bitten window of your living room. It was the day after Christmas, and the tree was still crowded with gifts, gifts that belonged to Alfred, your boyfriend, who was overseas coming back from Iraq. Still looking out the window, you saw Arthur, Al's brother, come out of his car and walking to the door. You got up to get the door, and there appeared Arthur holding a letter.
"__________, here. It's from Alfred."
He handed you the letter and you looked at it with fear. What was in this letter? Was it a letter telling you that Alfred had been killed at war? The thoughts of the worst clouded you mind. Your eyes began to water up as you clenched on to the paper. Arthur looked at yo
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Turning his head, Alfred looked at Matthew, who was sitting next to him on the bench. They had been out there for a good twenty minutes, and the Canadian still managed to remain mad at him. After nearly falling asleep at the wheel half an hour earlier that night, Alfred had managed to crash his car into a nearby phone poll. Luckily, neither of them had gotten injured, but the same could not be said for the vehicle. Now, they were forced to wait for the bus to arrive, which wouldn't be for another good ten minutes.
"Mattie, I said I was sorry," Alfred pleaded, but the other refused to even look at him. It had been like this for the past ten minutes, Matthew refusing to speak to Alfred, and Alfred con
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While you were out shopping with your friend Elizabeta, you stumbled into a comic book store that sold rare comics and figurines. You ended up purchasing some comics that your husband was dying to have, and a small Captain America action figure, since he was Al's idol. It may have cost you most of the money you had saved up, but you knew the look of happiness on Alfred's face would make up for it.
You were about to pick up the present and put it away, when you felt arms wrap themselves around you, and a soft cheek rub against yours.
"Darn, I was hoping you were still wrapping and I could catch a glimpse of my gift!" The person says, and
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You were sitting on the edge of your bed, eyes glued on your alarm clock, finger hovering above the call button on your phone waiting. 11:59 P.M. the glowing numbers read.
"Come on already " You grumbled. You couldn't wait for it to be tomorrow already, for two reasons really. One: it was Fourth of July, and that meant barbecues, friends, fireworks, the works. And two: it was your best friend, and long time secret crush, Alfred Jones's birthday! That was probably the main reason you were excited. You had planned a whole surprise birthday party cleverly disguised as a barbecue for him, and couldn't wait! It was going to be a lot of fun.
The clock turned to midnight, and you let out an excited little squeak, pressing the call button and holding the phone up to your ear. You dr
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Canada slumped into his couch, burrowing his face into his pillow. No one had remembered his birthday, again! He thought that at least his Papa, [Name] or Alfred would, but they never called once to wish him Happy Birthday.
The blonde kept his head stuffed in his pillow as he tried to blink his tears away. It didn't work.
Why did he have to be invisible? Why can't he be seen? Heck, even Sealand, once a port for the British during World War II, but declared itself independent and became (Not really) a micro nation, can be seen, but not him, Canada, that giant space that's between Alaska and America, the second largest country in the world, one of the countries in G8! What's up with that!?
He sighed again, but quickly perked up when he heard his phone ring. He shuffled over to answer it.
'Someone remembered my birthday!' he thought excitedly before answering the phone,
"H-hello..?" The Canadian answered,
"Mattie! You will never guess what I bought
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The weeks following your rejection by Estonia were possibly the slowest, emptiest, and most painful weeks of your life. During that time you never visited Estonia. You didn't even talk to him. Honestly you didn't want to. How awkward was it going to be when you finally did have to see each other? He knew now that you had deep romantic feelings for him things would never be able to be the way they were not even close.
'He's going to hate me forever' you thought painfully. 'I've lost the one I love most just because I HAD to go admit my feelings! Why why did I do that?'
You started to tear up again for the millionth time it seemed when would the tears finally stop? When would you ever get over this? And WHY did it seem like Estonia felt the same way?! Did you misinterpret it?
One of the oddest things though, was that even though all of this hurt you almost didn't want to get over Estonia. You weren't entirely sure why. Perhaps it was because you had just l
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White... A blinding white light is all that you could see, no matter how much you adjusted, blinked and rubbed your eyes, you couldn't see anything else. You were just standing there, staring aimlessly into white space and being forced to listen to a conversation of two children.
"Hahaha! You're so fun to be around, Pancakes. I wish my mom and dad can bring you with us." An all-too familiar high-pitched voice said. The way that person laughed and spoke, you could clearly recall that it was the voice you had when you were a child.
"E-Even if your mom does agree on letting me go with you, I can't just leave my own family. My papa will obviously feel sad if I were to leave him." A soft-spoken voice, though it was pretty hard to tell, you knew by the somewhat lower tone that it belonged to a young boy. But as to who that young boy was, you had no idea.
"Awwwww... Well, I will really miss you, Pancakes... and Kumashishi too!" The younger you piped up, and that was when you suddenly noti
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"Fond?" you echoed.
"You've changed since we first met, ____________ " Matthew remarked, "I was just wondering what I was to you "
You fell silent. For a while, the two of you just sat on the park bench, watching others walk past as you struggled to think of something to say to him. He was pushing you because of his own insecurities about the relationship, you knew. He was afraid that you had forgotten him or were using him to get close to Alfred. How to put those feelings to words? Ever since dating Matthew after that magical mishap with his brother, you had been struggling to put your emotions to words. But it seemed that every time you opened your mouth to say what you felt but then it felt like they decided to camp out in your throat, not willing to come out and let others hear them. You bit your lip. Words were what Matthew was good with, you on the other hand, well, you were shy just as much as he was, but you were fine with
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It was a beautiful day in japamerica as you strolled gracefully down the street. Your flawlwess, beautiful, silky, flowing, radiant, magnificent locks glistened in the sun and your voluptious, fantastic, super bodacious bod was making all the men within a 91928 mile radius fap themselves dry as every single woman on the planet hated you for being so perfect and smart and amazingly amazing.
Some player hatin' hoe tossed a bomb at you but you just whipped that shit away with your totally rockin' tits and it flew back incinerating her and a nearby building wich you walked away from in slow motion, too cool and baller to even bother looking back.
This only made Ludwig VanMeinKampf notice you and imediately fall in love.
"Ach du lieber!" He exclaimed, "I can't contain meinself!"
He ran to you also in slow motion as he ripped off his shirt exposing his perfectly rippling man muscles that were oiled up and shimmering sexily. You pretended not to be totally impressed by his fabulous
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He couldn't remember a time when he was not he. Of course there must have been once, a time long ago when no breath filled his lungs, where no heart pumped his blood, when he was nothing but a bitter light on the sea of nothingness.
A land without a home. A soul without identity.
He supposes there was once a time, but he didn't remember any of that.
The first thing he did remember is opening his eyes and seeing her face there. Peering down at him, brown eyes full of warmth and curiosity. He loved those eyes. They were the part of her face that held emotion, showed her love for him and him alone. In the years to follow those eyes would become dark and dim, fading until they no longer gazed at him at all.
But that day she smiled. That day she
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“Will ya turn that shit off?” Daryl growled angrily.
“No. I haven’t listened to anything but groans and screams in ages, you can handle the Jonas Brothers. Besides, it was the only CD I could find.” You said with a shrug as music floated quietly out of the battery powered CD player that you had spent months finding batteries for. You started humming quietly along to the music, causing Daryl to look at you in surprise.
“You actually listened to this shit?” Daryl asked incredulously.
“My nieces did.” You replied with a shrug, ignoring the pang it caused in your heart. You had looked for your sister and her daughters when the world first fell apart, but you couldn’t find them. You sighed and fiddled with the CD player, unaware of Daryl’s sorrowful gaze.
“Hey, I’m sorry.” Daryl said softly. You just shrugged, it wasn’t his fault.
“Will ya stop all that damn shrugging and use words like a normal
Nyctophobia - Sherlock x ReaderYou let out a pleasing sigh as you were able to reside in your bed after a long day.More Like This
You shared the small apartment at 221B Baker Street with John and Sherlock after announcing that Mrs. Hudson was the one grandmother that you had not seen since you were twelve years old.
You occupied the spare room, feeling relieved that you had a room to yourself.
Hurriedly you changed into your pyjama's and dived into your cosy double bed with thick blankets that felt like they were stuffed with clouds.
You flicked the switch to awaken your lamp that rested upon your wooden bedside table, that also had a glass of water from the previous night that probably tasted disgusting and warm.
You had to remind yourself not to take a sip of it.
You left your lamp on as you cozied into your bed and the feeling of the warm duvet and plush pillows.
The light dimly lit the room with a nice orange glow that you had grown to over the past few weeks.
You shut your eyes and readied yourself to drift off into a soothi
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*Male!Temari x Fem!Reader*
"Don't go out too far! Be safe okay?" your sister said as you walked to the front door with your sketchbook and pencilcase. You looked at her over your shoulder.
"Don't worry onee-san, I will. I am a kunoichi," you replied. Opening the door, you stepped out into the open, feeling the refreshing day air hit your face. You brought a hand up and ran your fingers through your (h/c) locks, a smile plastered on your lips.
"Alright! Time to draw something new today!" You skipped off in a random direction.
You found a nice spot under the canopy of a tree and sat down. You rested your back against the trunk and closed your eyes, relishing in the momentary feeling of peace. That is, until a boy decided to fall from a tree and crash land on your lap. You screamed, startled at the sudden weight.
A boy, who is obviously older than you, was sitting on your lap, rubbing his head. He had blonde hair in a choppy cut, forest green eyes and a fair complexion. He was clad
You Will Be Mine (Yandere!Obito x reader) part 3More Like This
(C/n) - code name. You can use a Nick name if you like. This is necessary for anbu members to have to hide their identity.
After you got dressed in your anbu uniform you gave Kakashi a kiss on his forehead and then slipped on your mask. You quietly left the room as to not wake him. And quickly headed to the Hokage's tower
As soon as you arrived you knocked on the door and awaited for permission
You opened the door and closed it behind you. Only to be surprised that another anbu member was there. The Hokage motioned you to stand next to the other anbu
You did as you were told
"This is 'Dāku', 'Dāku' this is (c/n). It's best you both get to know each others names now because you are going to be working together"
You glanced over at the male wearing a boar mask he wore the simple anbu gear but instead of the standard short sle
You Will Be Mine (Yandere!Obito x reader) part 2More Like This
A/n: there will be some Kakashi x reader in this story only for a bit. And this is necessary to get to the main subject.
Sort of summary: after the deaths of your teammates, you and Kakashi decide to stick together, you've became his pillar after losing his two best friends and sensei (you were neutral about their deaths except Minato that one actually hit you a little). As time passed you two became closer eventually becoming an item
Your rank: Anbu
"Kakashi. I'm not sure about this- what if they don't like me"
Kakashi chuckles and squeezes your hand reassuringly
"You'll be fine (y/n)"
As soon as you both arrive you see his students looking a little run down. You blink at this and look at Kakashi, who just gives you a closed eyed smile and turns to his students
As soon as his voice re
Haru X Reader-FreakMore Like This
You didn't know why, maybe it was because you like black , or wear a lot if jewelry, or maybe it was your turquoise eyes and white hair. (lol yea used Toshiro's features X3) Whatever the reason you hated it, but refused to change.
You were consistently bullied, for no apparent reason. You had friends in elementary school but when you started to change your likings they sorta avoided you like you were a disease.
You were walking to your locker to pack up and go home. Right when you turned down the corner your locker was on you spotted three boys, the same three that would come by your locker at the end of the day everyday just to pester you. They even sometimes physically hurt you.
"Hey there freak!" One of them yelled. You just ignored it and went around then to your locker until one of them roughly grabbed the clothing on your shoulder and shoved your back into the locker next to yours.
You let out a yelp and dropped your books. "Can't you just leave me alone?" He smirked "Nah, not un
Fruits Basket 7 Minutes in Heaven-Mouse TrapMore Like This
You looked to the floor, not really wanting to play “_____!! Why don’t you pick first since you look so excited over there!” you sighed and placed your hand on the top. You moved your hand around a bit then yelped. SNAP! You snatched your hand out and looked at your index finger to find a mouse trap had got off on your finger. “Miss _____!” Yuki got up and gently pried the trap from your finger and started to examine the wound.
He gently placed a finger on the sore skin “OW!” he jerked his hand back “Sorry” you hear Kyo making strange noises, so you turned to him to see his hands over his mouth attempting to shield a laugh. Shigure placed his hands on his hips “Kyo..?” he glared at Shigure “What I didn’t put that in there! Yuki did, he is a rat after all” “No I didn’t stupid cat” Kyo sighed “Ok, I switched Yuki’s item with a mouse trap”
You gave his a death stare
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It all stemmed from an overwhelming desire to protect.
He was your childhood friend, an older brother figure. Even though he had always been there for you, even though his eyes would always focus on just you, your eyes would always wander to someone else. Someone better, someone stronger. So all he could do was sit back, bite his lips and watched as you fell for someone else.
When you were first targeted for harassment by Ikki’s horde of fan girls, it had started out small. They had placed a photo of her in your mailbox, with your face scribbled off with black marker. Then it snowballed. When you get an inch of your hair chopped off by his vicious fan girls when the two of you were out shopping, he decides that enough is enough.
How ironic, because he is exactly the same as the people he was trying to protecting you from.
He knows that when he has given in to his own madness, it was far too late. When the thought of lacing your food and drinks with sedatives, he had destroyed wha
Forever (Yandere Ace x Reader) AUMore Like This
The smell of breakfast being made captured (name) nose as she happily made her way to the kitchen.
Her mother always made the best breakfast around, (name) always looked forward to her mother breakfast.
"Mom! What did you make for breakfa-"
(Name) stopped mid sentence as she stood in the door-way of her kitchen, seeing a very unfamiliar and unusual sight.
"Oh, darling. Have a seat. Breakfast is already made, your boyfriend here came early this morning and made it."
(Name) face looked confused and angry as she saw her classmate of three years in her kitchen unannounced and lying his way in her home.
Portgas D. Ace
"Mother! He's not-"
"(Name) come on, have a seat. I made breakfast for you. Your favorite meal. Right?"
Breakfast is (name)'s favorite meal of the day -or perhaps it "was" now- after all. The guy just lied to her mother. Portgas d. Ace was a far cry from (name) boyfriend.
"Right. Well, thank you for making breakfa-"
"Sit beside me."
Ace rudely interrupted as he patted th
Steven Universe Pearl x Fem Reader She loved you, your cheer always kept her going and made her smile. When Pearl met you she saw nothing special, but as time passed she grew feelings for you. She was glad you felt the same. During the winter on the coldest nights it could hold, she went to your house and layed with you while you slept. As part of her species she was unable to sleep, but she found peace in watching you do so.More Like This
"(Y/N), what may I ask are you doing?"
"I'm looking at pictures in my camera." She smiled at the gem.
Pearl looked down at the camera you held, a small smile grew on her face. Most of the pictures were of you and her.
~End of flashback~
You shared two of your birthdays with Pearl, but sadly you could only share one of her birthdays with her. You, had perished during a battle Pearl and her team mates were having with a monster. You were only trying to watch the fight but the monster struck you. Her team mates comfor
England X Reader: Internet BullyingYou stared at your computer screen and watched as messages appeared in your inbox. Your YouTube inbox was becoming quite cluttered. Cluttered with hate. People kept sending you messages and comments saying horrible things about you. You put your head in your hands and started crying. The most recent message is what did you in. It said: "You suck! You can't dance worth a shit! You should give up!"More Like This
You slammed your head on your desk and cried harder. Did everyone hate you? Were your friends really your friends? Did they really care about you or were they using you for their own needs. You even invited your best friend Arthur over today. He probably didn't care about you either. Tears ran down your face and onto your desk. You felt isolated, alone, and helpless.
You heard a knock on your door, but you didn't look up. You didn't care, and the person on the other side probably didn't either. You heard it open and someone walked in. He came up to you and put a hand on your shoulder.
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It was a dark and dreary evening, you decided to call your best friend Arthur to come over and watch a movie with you, you told him to pick the movie. By the time he came over to your house a thunder storm has hit *you city's name*. He left his umbrella outside on the porch and walked in and gave you a hug, he knew you were those people who had a fear of lightning. " what was the hug for?" "I know how you are afraid of thunder, love" "I'm fine ... Really I am" you said shivering slightly, when the next crack of thunder hit. Arthur looked at you sympathetically and nodded, " have it your way love, but if it gets too scary you can just turn off the movie" "that won't be necessary Arthur". You both walked over to the couch, Arthur put the movie in and you began to watch. You figured he would choose a British horror film, you believed it was called The Asylum. You were scared within the first half of the movie with its creepy music and the thunder outside, you subconsciously rapped your ar
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Demon Alfred x Vampire Reader
Chapter 1: I finally found him again.
You were in your lovely abode, for being a very powerful vampire that could take on the lord of hell and live to tell the tale; you were very much high on the food chain. Many demons would give you their souls if you just bit their necks, but your only interest was human blood. You weren't the type for dirty demon blood. For being raised by aristocrats in the hierarchy of the monster, you associated with the best of them. Parents didn't want their child with low level monsters or demons. They considered them dirty or unclean. Your blood was pure as your parents put it, but you moved out at the rightful age of 575, they wanted you to move out when you hit 1000 but you insisted to live your own life.
By this time you were living in a village that was filled with monster haters. Let's just say they believed that the Salam Witch trials were accurately judged. But since the law in the states said that if they we
AmericaXReader~ Cheesy Pick-Up LinesMore Like This
You smiled contently. You were leaning against a tall tree enjoying its shade, and reading your favorite book. It was lunch time at your high school and you were taking advantage of your alone time. You weren’t unsocial or anything, you just didn’t really like to be surrounded by people 24/7. You had a few friends and they understood your need for solitude at times.
“Excuse me,” a voice said in front of you.
Startled, you looked up. Standing before you was Alfred F. Jones. He was probably one of the loudest boys you had ever met. He was incredibly popular; a self-proclaimed hero who always wore a grin and looked like he had stepped out of a modeling magazine.
“Did it hurt?” he asked, cocking his head to the side.
“Did what hurt?” you asked, mildly irritated.
He gave a cheesy grin and stuck his hands in his pockets.
“Oh, you know, when you fell from heaven,” he smiled.
You blinked. He grinned. You blinked again. He was an idiot
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“Give it up __________,” Eliza said taking a slurp from her drink, “he’s with that girl (least favorite name)…”
You squeezed your cup so hard it started to crinkle. The ‘happy couple’ was sitting in the corner booth having milkshakes. Running your tongue over you’re your lip rings your growled. Arthur Kirkland was a well-known punk rocker.
So why on earth was he dating that priss (least favorite name)?
“___________, we’re up,” Lili said. The five of you girls were in a band called ‘Heart Breakers’. You, Eliza, Lili, Kat, and Nat.
“Hey, Lili let’s try the song?”
She smiled and nodded, “You’re on.”
Once all five of you were on stage; Eliza on bass, Lili on keys, Kat on guitar, and Nat on drums. You stepped up to the mic.
“Hey! Hey! You! You!
I don’t like your girlfriend!
No way! No way!
I think you need a new
HighSchool!RomanoxReader- I'll Kill Them, BellaLovino Vargas and his tiwn brother, Feliciano, have only been in (High school name) for three weeks from Italy. And so far, it hasn't been all that bad. Feliciano had made a friend named Ludwig, who big brother Lovino wasn't to pleased about, and Lovino himself had made friends with a boy named Antonio, whose really crazy. But there is also another person he's befriended....well...sort of. Her name was ___________ _________, and she was pretty sweet. She was sent to the office to show him and his brothers around the high school. And it's a pretty big high school.More Like This
"Ve~" Feliciano chimed, looking to his big brother. "Lovino, what are you thinking about?" Lovino shrugged, and Feliciano grinned. "Is it-a that bella, ____________?!" Lovino blushed, and looked away from his brother.
"N-no you damn bastard!" He snapped. "I was thinking about something else..."
"Antonio?" Feliciano asked. Lovino glared at his brother.
"IF YOU-A SAY ONE MORE NAME, YOU'LL-A BE DEAD, IDIOTA!!!!!!!" The odler Ital
England x Reader - You Can Get MeArthur Kirkland sat on the couch, his legs crossed, reading the newspaper. He was enjoying the somewhat peace and quiet that was going on in the house. Alfred was sleeping in the arm chair, quietly snoring and probably dreaming about hamburgers. This gave Arthur some time to himself. However, he felt something was missing.More Like This
As much as Arthur loved keeping to himself once in awhile, he always knew that he couldn’t be happy without his one love; [First Name] [Last Name]. He loved everything about her. The wonderful smile she greeted him with every morning, the beautiful look in her [e/c] eyes, the way her [h/c] locks glimmered in the sun, and who could forget the adorable giggle she had? She was Arthur’s everything, and he enjoyed every moment of his day when it was spent with her.
That particular day, Arthur hadn’t been up early enough to wish [Name] good luck on her way to work. He was afraid that it would upset her as much as it upset himself. He felt as if not seeing
EnglandXReader: The InternetMore Like This
You jolt up quickly, bringing yourself from the verge of sleep.
The time is 2 am. The room around you is dark and quiet. No one else is awake on this fine Saturday night. You sigh and wiggle your computer mouse to reawaken your lovely computer. The black screen lights up once more, illuminating the walls and drawing shadows across your face.
'One more message. I'll reply to one more message…then I'll go to bed…'
You click with years of practice's speed. Images flash past quickly, yet you pay no attention to them, passing the Deviant Art homepage and logging in with extreme typing speed.
'50 Feedback messages? I just replied to them all.'
You click on the little inbox and wait for it to load. The seconds seem to take forever. Your alertness decreases, your eyelids drop. Your body wants to sleep, but your mind hasn't finished its duty of replying to all feedback messages before bed, as you try to do every night. You open your eyes and focu
Imported tears 5Natalia was used to being stared at like a sex object. She was used to constant compliments on how beautiful she was. She was even used to men begging her to marry them. One thing she was not used to was a man willing to treat her as the princess she was, but to actually cry for her. She was not used to having someone hold her, and be afraid of letting go. She was not used to someone telling her they only wanted her to be by their side. She was not used to feeling loved. She couldn't complain about it, either. She didn't really know why she was so keen on it, but every time Sadiq said "I love you," she would ask him to repeat it. Her own mother hadn't said those words to her in years. He said it to her every night, every morning, and randomly. He did not grope her, nor did he kiss her or ask for sexual favors and actions. She was just too uncomfortable with the idea of having sex. Something she appreciated was how he was okay with that.More Like This
The palace life had grown rather simple once they