CanadaXReader I love you.
Sun light slipped through the curtains. You mumbled a bit as you heard foots steps all through out the house. Last night you and your long term boyfriend, Mathew, finally did...well you know...the deed and you were a bit sore.
"Hey (Name)..." Mathew whispered in your ear hushly.
"Mmmm..."You responed letting him now you were listening.
"I'm running really late for work." He whispered "I'll see you later, kay?" There was bit of hesitance in his voice. You noticed it.
Mathew was a special kinda guy. One he was a nation. He release that secret to you quite some time ago and you were completely okay with that. You loved him. Two he was sort of invisible....
He was really hardly seen or heard by others. Most of the time he was really over looked, but with you it was definetly different.
You noticed him as if he was the only one there.
He loved you for that. For being able to see him even when he was soo invisable. He loved that you'd hug him, kiss him, a touch him, loved him. Though somehow
Scotland x Reader : True Friend - Part 6It took some time, but Dylan eventually joined his brothers as part of the United Kingdom, but Rory still preferred to remain independent, which pissed Seamus off something awful because he began to think it was Arthur's fault that Rory wanted no part of this union. Why Rory hated Arthur so much was a mystery, but there was no way he was going to accept Arthur unless something changedMore Like This
"I am not a whore!" Arthur shouted
That argument again it was getting irritating beyond belief that Rory kept rubbing Arthur up the wrong way
"Why do you keep calling me that? Why do you keep bringing it up in our fights?" Arthur asked
"He has a point, Seamus. Why do you keep saying that? It's obvious that you're hurting Arthur's feelings" You said
Allistor looked happy when you made that comment. His smile was a rare appearance, and you took pride in the fact that you were one of the few people that made him smile
"Seamus can't you just give Arthur a break and be nice to him?" You asked
My Savior: Canada"_____! Stop!"More Like This
Whose voice was that? It sounded so familiar yet there was something different about it... a little loader than what I was use to. I turned my head slowly around so that I could get a look at who the voice belonged to.
I saw a familiar red hoodie with... a white maple leaf imprinted on the front of it? They had longish blonde hair and a curl that drooped (probably because of the drizzle). The next thing I noticed were the worried violet eyes that stood out from behind this person's rain dropped-stained glasses. If it were anybody else, they would have easily mistaken this person as Alfred Jones. But I knew better.
This person was actually Matthew Williams, Alfred's twin brother. Although they looked somewhat similar, the two brothers were complete opposites. Matthew was quiet, shy, and went unnoticed by most people, bnd I wouldn't have him any other way. He was much nicer and less obnoxious than Alfred.
"Don't do it, _____!" he shouted at me. It was strange. I had never
Canada x Reader: Nice Guys Finish LastYou look up when Matthew Williams enters, smiling. You've had a crush on him for the longest of times, but you're way too shy to tell him that. Besides, he doesn't seem interested in you. He's really nice to you, but that's only during the rare occurrences of him actually talking to you. Besides, you already have a boyfriend; he's the ever so stoic Berwald Oxenstierna who seems like he can't give you the time of day.More Like This
No one ever notices Matthew, but the funny thing is that you'd wish he'd notice you.
You're just an afterthought to him, the person he bumps into in the middle of the road by accident.
So you lower your gaze, letting your smile fade.
This is why you're with Berwald; he asked you to be his girlfriend, and since you're never going to get Matthew to ever notice you, at least romantically, you told yourself to move on and date him.
Too bad Berwald spends more time with Tino Väinämöinen, his best friend, and he doesn't even text you or call you or visit but once
Canada x Reader: JealousYou wait anxiously at the airport, biting you lip as you look up at the flight board. It tells you that the airplane from Ontario, Canada is due to arrive in a quarter of an hour, delayed by some nasty weather.More Like This
You are waiting for your childhood best friend, Matthew Williams. He is the half-brother of the most annoying guy in the world, Alfred F. Jones, and he lives in Canada with his father while Alfred lives here in the United States with their mother. Al's the older one.
But Matt's the sweeter one. He's so quiet and innocent and cute, and no one ever notices him but you, of course.
Every summer vacation, he comes down here for two weeks to spend time with his family (his mother and Al) and with you.
He's your best friend.
You play with the hem of your shirt, twisting it back and forth as you impatiently wait. You shift your eyes to Alfred who is standing in front of a McDonald's that is inside the airport, ordering food for the both of you. Their mother has to work, so she can'
Canada x Reader: The Place I Fell In Love with YouThe Place Where I Fell In Love with YouMore Like This
You where on your way home from a trip when he told you, Matthew Williams, your best friend since Junior High, was throwing you a welcome home party. He didn't tell you when or where or who all was going to be there, but you just can't wait to see him. He's a quiet and soft thing, but he's always full of surprises and you can't help but wonder what he had planned for you.
Your phone rang when you arrived home, it was Mathew. "Hey Mattie!" you shouted in excitement in your mind, but on the phone you sounded calm. "Hey, (first name), you ready for your party?" He started with the question. "Um yeah of course!" "Okay, you have to find me first 'Kay?" His quiet voice was like a excited whisper, only he could do it.
"Um, okay? Where are you?" You asked looking around and saw nothing but a your bedroom. "You won't find me at the airport; I'll give you a clue to places that will lead you to the place I am right now," He paused as if thinking of on
CanadaXReader: SketchbookCanada X ReaderMore Like This
Matthew Williams was the second most popular guy in school. He was cute, nice, smart but painfully quiet, not to mention shy. In fact, people wouldn't even acknowledge his existence if it wasn't for his half-brother, Alfred Jones.
Alfred was something else entirely. He was loud, arrogant, obnoxious and captain of the football team. He was the only person in the school more popular than Matthew.
You never quite understood why Alfred was so popular but hey, who where you to decide who deserved to be popular and who didn't? You were just plain old _____.
You spent your lunchtimes in the library reading books or sketching the things you cared about. Your family, books, friends Matthew.
Ah, Matthew. The two of you had been close since primary school but in the past few years, you'd slowly drifted apart. All thanks to stupid Alfred and his shenanigans. You missed Matthew so much, it hurt.
It was a Wednesday lunchtime and you wer
CanadaxReader: With YouYou laughed with Arthur as he drove you to Alfred's New Year party. He had offered to give you a ride to the party since you had not car. After all, you were still a college student without a paycheck.More Like This
"Are you ready to have fun tonight, Artie?" The Brit smirked and you saw his grip on the steering wheel tighten.
"Don't call me that, you sound like that bloody American " He muttered with his eyes glued to the road. You giggled at his moody reply.
"Aw, come on. You know you love us!" This time Arthur sent you a legit glare but you shook it off with an even bigger grin.
As he pulled in to the drive way, Alfred seemed to fly out of his house to greet the both of you. He enveloped Arthur in a monstrous hug and waved eagerly to you.
"Happy New Year, Al!" You grinned at Arthur as he tried to release himself from Alfred's iron grip.
"Happy New Year!" Alfred called back with his signature goofy smile. He buried his face in Arthur's hair and refused to let go.
"Get off of me, you fatty!" A
Romano x Reader : HappyYay for all these bad Romano x ____ Stories! For those who actually read this thing, I give you the right to request something! Tell me these thingsMore Like This
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He picked at the pasta on his plate, looking up at me. His amber eyes reflected the flicker of one of the candles he lit in the room. His suit was nice, and his tie had to be made of silk. I tried to be lady like, but when you're wearing an oversized hoodie and pajama pant
DenmarkxReader: Circus AfroMore Like This
'My friends are dorks,' you thought to yourself as you and two of your best friends, Matthias and Gilbert, were standing in line at the movie theater. They were forcing you too see Madagascar 3. Seriously? A kids movie? And on opening night too!
"Guys, this is so lame," you whined as you looked around at the other people in line. All of the adults had kids with them. "We're the only ones here without kids!"
"You drug us to Puss 'N Boots last year," Matthias said while Gilbert laughed.
"Hey, Puss 'N Boots was a cute movie," you argued. "Heracles liked it."
"That's cause he's a cat obsessed moron," Gilbert said.
"And what's wrong with that?" you retorted as Matthias chuckled and shook his head. "Cats are awesome."
"Birds are awesomer," Gilbert said glaring at you.
"Hah!" you exclaimed. "Tricked ya!"
"Not cool, frau!" Gilbert growled as you stuck your tongue out at him.
"You two are setting a bad example for the kids here," Matthias laughed.
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"We still have a day or two more of travel ___________," Your father explained before he left you to sleep,"When we dock, I want you to be well-rested. You need to look your best when you meet your future husband."
Pulling the sheets over your body, you nodded, unable to disobey your father's whim,"Of corse father...good night." He shut the door behind him hearing a satisfying answer from you.
As the boat rocked gently from side to side, you felt your fate drawing nearer and nearer. You were currently on a ship, headed towards a port city on the coast of Russia where your future suitor, Ivan, would be waiting.
In all truth, you didn't want this marriage. It was being forced upon both you and Ivan but while he might've liked the idea of having a girl marry him forcibly, you despised every thought of it.
There was literally no turning back at this point though. So, feeling exhausted from thought, you rested your eyes, falling into a shallow sleep while
RussiaxReader: The Only Thing That Matters "...and how about that Ivan guy from Russia?"More Like This
Looking over towards Ivan, you saw the hurt in his eyes even if he wasn't looking towards you. "He acts so muy-macho but really, he's like a pansy."
"And he's a drunk. I saw him drinking alcohol behind school one day...like a whole bottle of vodka!"
"And why does he always wear that stupid scarf? I mean, it's pink. Pink!" There was a low giggle that came from the girls who sat beside you. "And then, he carried around sunflowers. I mean really!"
Looking back towards Ivan, you saw him put headphones in as his head lowered slightly. You felt truly bad for him; he was such a sweetheart if you actually got to know him.
You turned back in,"...carries a pipe around in his uniform jacket? He used it in a fight! I saw it clear as day!"
"No way! I'm afraid he's gunna kill me or something!"
"Sh, sh, sh, don't tell anyone, but I heard him asking some girl to 'become one' with him. That's so
Cutter!PrussiaxReader - Butterfly"G...gah!" A soft careful gasp in the night. The moon shone delicately on the silver blade, now slightly reddened by the scarlet of blood. The very same shade as the wielders eyes. Across his wrist was a shallow red stream, a singular cut. The scarlet blood fell onto the ground almost noiselessly.More Like This
"Who can ever love me?"
Gilbert Beilschmidt walked to his locker, wearing his usual black hoodie. On the back was the Iron Cross, something he got hell from for it's usage during World War Two and the years before. It didn't help he was German, Prussian to be specific. Speaking of the hell he got, cue another paper ball at his head. He turned slightly, facing some of the local bullies.
"It would be appreciated if you would stop doing that. If I get in another fight, I'm going to get expelled." He said bluntly, almost like what Leon would say.
"Yeah, so what? You're a Nazi and always will be!"
"If I was, there would be a swastika on my back, not an Iron Cross. In case you didn't kno
GermanyxReader Dogs and Whipped Cream MustachesMore Like This
Dogs are knowing creatures. They can tell if you are happy, or if you are sad. They are loyal, and loving. They seem to have a sense of future happenings, too. Or at least they did that morning.
Ludwig was just taking his dogs out for a quick walk, strolling around the park, even though it was chilly out. His blonde hair was hidden under a warm hat, and his muscular frame was only covered by a fall jacket. "Verdammt. I'm still not used to this place's cold weather." He muttered.
He had only moved to this colder northern town a month ago, but he hadn't gotten used to the weather, not that he really experienced it yet, being cooped up in his study doing work. The dogs were begging for a walk today, and he couldn't stand their faces.
He was a softie for his dogs, treating them kindly, but with a firm grip. He sneezed. "Mein Gott "
Blackie, his German Shepard, nosed Aster, his Golden Retriever, who in turn nosed Berlitz, his Doberman. Then they all started to run off, pulling their ma
England X Alchemist!Reader: Love Potion"A love potion huh...? Do you know how to make it, Kiku?" you askedMore Like This
You and your classmate, Kiku Honda were in the library, searching for a certain person.
"I don't know but I know a book, it has the instructions"
"Give it to me"
He left you for a sec and came back, pulling a thick and gigantic book.
"Don't get the wrong idea, __-san, I bet you're thinking that the whole book is the instructions for the potion, don't you?"
"You know I'm so lazy to read books right?"
"Good thing, I memorized the contents..."
"All of them?!"
"You've got to be kidding me!"
"So, the instructions were on page 666. Oh, by the way, you can also see a summoning spells here, tell Arthur-san and the other members of Magic club"
"T-thanks... Oof!" he handed you the book
"Good luck~!" he left without looking back
You four were the only students who can use magic but you were different, you can't cast spells but you can do alchemy. You had a crush on the club president, Arthur Kirkl
Prince!England X Reader: The Royal BloodlineMore Like This
Arthur escaped from the castle again for the who knows my many times with his horse. According to him, life inside the castle sucks as hell, everything gets on your way, not letting you do whatever you please. No matter what you do, you were always get dictated.
He got out from the castle by disguising as a carriage man, thankfully it worked unbelievably, the security inside was so tight. Arthur went out to town to see what his people doing.
'Lively as always...' he thought to himself as he tied his white horse at the fences.
He always loved this town, the smell of the foods and the kind and cheerful people. He walked and walked until he got satisfied, and then, he saw a terribly familiar looking girl with a (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes. He approached to her and talked to her without a second thought.
"Hey there, can I ask what's your name, miss?" he said with a calm voice. He didn't care what she'll think of him.
"_-_____..." you replied shyly, surprised at the unusual question.
Canada X Reader-Lean OnMore Like This
[Canada X Reader-Lean On]
Authors Note: I do not own Hetalia or Matthew (though I'm trying to lure him in with maple syrup) they belong to Hidekaz Himaruya and you belong to Ivan Braginsky, da?
You patiently waited for your best friend to open the door to his house in the freezing cold snow; you had snow on your shoulders that you could not remove because apparently your limbs have frozen. You remembered why you were here and replayed what had happened in your head.
You had just broken up with your boyfriend because he was abusing you, yes, you were a victim of possessive/abusive boyfriends and he had in one of your fights cracked your wrist and broke your left arm. Your left arm was still in a cast along with your wrist.
You had him arrested for doing all this to you just yesterday.
You wore a pa
Canada x Reader - Surprise!Today it was Matthew's birthday, you partly felt bad because everyone seemed to have forgotten about it. But you didn't, so you were planning something for him, a present that you figured he would like a lot.More Like This
You had set everything up, your house had the perfect location for it as well as it was on top of a hill, it was something Matthew brought up a lot when he visited it. And today, you were going to give him what he wanted to see from that view the whole time.
You happily skipped across the streets as you were on your way to school, it was friday so the weekend was just up ahead. But when you got into your classroom you approached a rather sad looking Matthew, he was sitting at his desk with Kumajirou tugged in his arms tightly.. he wasn't really looking at something, he was just staring out in front of him as if he was in his thoughts. So you approached him.
"Good morning, Matthew!" You happily said as you took your seat at your desk, which happened to be right in front of your fri
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Reader x Canada Who are you? Part 1
You were sitting in the park waiting for America to come where he said for you to meet up.
* Readers pov*
There his is you thought.
"Hey America!" you yelled loudly.
"Ummm I'm sorry I'm not America I'm Canada his brother..." Canada said quietly.
"America has a brother?" you thought why he never told you.
"Nice to meet you Canada I'm _____!" you said loudly you normally were very loud.
"He didn't tell you well that's normal no one notices me ever, but they all notice America..." he said.
"Hey _____ who are you talking to!" America said in his normal louder than yours voice.
"Hey Canada did you hear something?" you said winking at Canada trying to ignore America.
* Canada's pov*
What's she doing America's right there I thought..... oohhh she's ignoring America because he ignores me!
"No not at all ____..." I said a bit louder then normal.
"Hmm whatever!" she said grab
Canada X Reader - HeroThat was the last straw. You lost your little sister, Sarah, in a car crash after her 6th birthday last March. Your little brother, Leonard (he preferred being called Leo, though) was paralyzed for life in the same accident you lost Sarah and he had been suffering since March 13th when he lost his sister. You were devastated when your eleven year old crippled brother spazzed as the...the...monster inside him stunned his brain and blasted it to bits, rendering him unable to blink and breathe; thus he suffocated to death. Your father was a Spanish man fighting for the American army over in Afghanistan, due to come home anyday now. How would he feel if he came home to only one child of three left? He had been gone for only a year and in that one year, lost two children. Your mother was sobbing uncontrolably on the wooden table in your kitchen.More Like This
You rolled your eyes as you walked over to the fridge and pulled out leftovers from Saturday night's dinner. She wouldn't even get up to coo
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
Songfic :Canada: Mr. PitifulOh Mr. Pit-More Like This
Matthew looked down in embarrassment, for yet again, he was forgotten. He sighed in defeat, and slumped lower into his chair. He softly petted Kumajiro, to comfort himself.
Who let you down?
Who let you down?
Who let you down?
He glanced at Alfred, who forgot all about him as soon as he saw Arthur and Francis. Francis, the one who raised him, also seems to have forgotten him.
You still don't believe
You don't believe
You don't believe,
He didn't believe that they would ever recognize him as something more than an empty space. The only one that probably knew he existed was Kumajiro... And you. He closed his eyes, feeling on the verge of tears.
And your grievance is shown
When your soapbox unfolds
Matthew told himself he wasn't going to cry. He wasn't going to feel sorry for himself, like he has so many times before. He sniffed, shutting his eyes tight enough to see white inside his eyelids. He swallowed the hard lump in the back of his throat. Whatever
Canada x Reader: Taste Of Maple SyrupYou sighed as you stared disappointedly at your mark from the French test you took last week. Although, you weren't exactly the only one sighing, as you heard your friend Alfred groan next to you, you knew that you weren't the only one who failed. Slowly, without Alfred realising, you looked over at Matthew, his twin brother, who was shyly smiling at himself, probably because he was one of the few who passed. The reason why you didn't want Alfred to know you were looking at his twin was because, well you had a crush on Matthew and you just knew that if Alfred found out he'd tease you to no end. Although eventually he did find out, and as you guessed he teased you way more than you would have expected, luckily he was nice enough to not tell Matthew.More Like This
There was just something about Mattie, a nickname that Alfred and yourself used, that attracted you. Although, you guessed it was because of the first time you met, at school, Academy W, where you had gotten lost as a new student. He had kin
America X Reader X Dark AmericaDark America X Reader X AmericaMore Like This
There is a little violence at the end, maybe a small bit of language not sure yet. ^^"
It was a regular day in the life of _______... Well at first
After a long stressful day at her high school she was on her way to McDonalds with her best friend Alfred F. Jones, while walking out of the school gates ________ had the oddest need to ask a really stupid question. She turned her head to face the tall American walking beside her,
"What's up _____?" he said with his giant toothy smile.
"What does the F in your name stand for?" _________ asked.
He looked down at her and smiled even more "Oh is my bestest buddy _________ curious?"
"yeppers!" _____ smiled at him.
Alfred blushed a little, he always loved _______'s smile. Well her smile was just one of the things he always loved about her. He had always had a crush on her.
But he could never tell her for two reasons one; they have been friends since there first year of m
Pirate!EnglandxReader - Final Breath"No! NO NO NO NO! NOT THOSE MEMORIES!" The British ex-pirate screamed in anger, stabbing his desk with the letter-opener. The night hummed with it's soft lullaby of crickets and soft breezes, having only been broken by the noise of wood being stabbed. He sighed quietly as a young boy, about five or so, burst into the room.More Like This
"Brother! Brother are you okay?!" He wailed, his cowlick bouncing as he ran for his brother's leg. "I heard a loud noise and I thought you were in danger!"
"No no Alfred, I am fine. I just had a headache, I'll take you to bed."
"Can I have a story Arthur?" He asked in his sweet innocent voice. Arthur laughed, picking up the young boy.
"Of course. How about I tell you a story about a pirate and his dear lass?" Alfred widened his eyes and nodded.
Once, there was a pirate. He was feared across the sea and he plundered with a ruthless passion. However, it all changed when he took a princess from a small island prisoner. She had bee
Teen!England x Teen!Reader The Boy Next Door Part3Your POVMore Like This
You wake up on a cloudy Saturday morning with small pockets of sunshine peeking through the clouds. Looking at your alarm clock, it's ten-thirty. Sitting up in your bed, you open the curtains and look out your window at Arthur's. Seeing that he is not up yet, you get an idea. Jumping out of your bed you run over to your desk and pull a few things out. A jade green marker, a white piece of paper and your limited edition shinatty-chan tape dispenser (You got from your friend Wang Yao before you left New York). On the piece of paper, you quickly write, 'Good morning Arthur! Meet me downstairs in fifteen minutes!' when writing the last's', a loud clap of thunder seems to shake the whole city, making your hand go up and cutting of the last s. Oh well. You put some tape on the window and look just in time to see Arthur look through his window. You smile and wave at him, and he gives a faint smile and closes the blinds. Closing your blinds, you go and get ready.
2P!AmericaXReader -Flowers- :Part 1:More Like This
Hey everyone!~ I know, another long story? Is it going to be like the last one? NOT. AT. ALL. People, I need to get you into 2P Hetalia. Search it up. You'll love it. Anyway, heres the story, NO FLUFF WILL BE GUARUNTEED.
You were walking down the street early in the morning. To you, the morning was beautiful, the pink sun rising up into the deep blue sky. You walked past a flower shop that opened around the time you started your walk. You walked into the store and began to talk to the clerk.
"Hello," You said. The clerk looked at you and smiled.
"Ah (f/n), good to see you again," She said, fixing up your order from last week. You had ordered some tropical Hawaiian flowers that were going to take a while to reach your home town. Considering you lived in (state or different country). You looked at the beautiful flowers. The pinks, blues, reds and oranges were breathtaking.
"Thank you so much, how much will I have to pay?" You asked. She giggled.
2P!AmericaXReader -Flowers- :Part 2:More Like This
Your mind swirled with dizzyness as you slowly woke up from being out for a good hour or two. You got used to your surroundings. You were in a cold celar with it only being lit by a lightbulb-lamp hanging on a string. You were tied down to a chair with a thick rope, as if your captor worried about you escaping.
'Typical horror movies, one light in a cold dark cellar, the victim being tortured into death, typical,' You thought. It was the only thought you could muster up in your dizzy mind. Just then, you could hear footsteps making their way down the stairs that entered the cellar. You looked at the figure that came down the stairs. It was the one from the other day! You decided to get a good look at him. He had an orange-brownish hair color and he was wearing sunglasses. You could tell that there was a hint of red behind them. You then realized something. He looked alot like Matthew's brother, Alfred. You never really talked to him, you heard he was a big show-boat and a 'player'. You
2P!AmericaXReader -Flowers- : Finale :More Like This
"What the hell?" You asked. Jones facepalmed.
"Not again.." He said, sitting next to you on the bed. Then a female bursted through the door. You looked at her features and you jumped. She was you! Same features and everything. Except the (Opposite h/c from yours) hair, and the (Opposite e/c from yours) eyes. And most of all, she was wearing (least f/c).
"Ooh!~ Alfie!~" She glomped him, "Did you get me a present?~ Is that it right there?~ The disgrace thats standing up?" She ended up hissing the last bit. You were shocked and you felt your legs stick in place.
"No, that's my play toy, yours is in the basement," Jones said. The other me got happy and ran down the stairs. Jones began mumbling to himself.
"Little does she know, that door locks automatically when shut so she can't get back out without a key," Jones said, rubbing his forehead. You tried to shake the thought of another you but it stuck in your head. You backed up into the wall and slid down, your eyes wide open. You held your
Nekotalia! GermouserXReader(name) walked around happily. 'Nya! Brautwurst is the best, nya!'More Like This
(name) sat down in a warm patch of sun and licked her claws. 'Even though I had to steal the wurst..' Looking around, (name) realized she didn't recognize the alley she was in. 'NYA?!? Dangit! I was to focused on my full stomach that i got lost. Brilliant work there, (name)!' She pawed at the ground in frustration. "What do I do now?!"
"What Ever Is The Matter, Little Lady?"
(name) snapped her head around. Walking towards her was another stray, only he looked awful. Scrapes and scars covered his body, and his fur was mangy and torn. He reeked of death. (name) scrunched up her nose in disgust. 'Eww!'
"If you need help.... I can assist you.." He stepped closer, grinning slyly.
"N-No that you! I-I'm fine, sir!" (name) shrank back. He did not seem nice at all.
"Aww.... come on, sweetie.... I'll help you out. Now, tell me what's wrong!" He sat down and put a large paw over her shoulders.
Nekotalia!EnglandxReader England has been scratching away at the white door for hours, since he first arrived at the young nation's home. There were now visible claw-marks from where he was scratching away and his fur was becoming drenched from the rain that started falling.More Like This
Yes, one of England's spells backfired on him and he was reduced to the mere form of a cat. He couldn't use magic and if he asked any other nation for help, they would surely make fun of him for it.
Seeing as how __________ was a fresh new face in their world, he thought maybe she wouldn't be as careless about the situation compared to the rest of the countries.
Again, he started clawing at the door for awhile more. Only then did his hair prick up with the feeling that something was watching him. Sure enough, as he turned around, a dark pair of eyes lay on him...
Waking up, you heard something scratching at the door. Slowly arising from your warm bed, you slipp
Police!GermanyxReader: LostMore Like This
Wandering through the city in the beautiful country of Germany, you let out a worried sigh. You were completely lost beyond all belief and couldn't translate for the life of you.
Pausing at a street corner, you try to indicate any source of help or direction...just anything. The people who passed you all spoke so foreign to you and you couldn't even call anyone. Your phone fell from your pocket awhile back and broke.
Your eyes fell on a man in uniform with 'POLIZEI' written on the back in bold, white letters who was standing across the street. He was a really tall and built blond with his hair slicked underneath his hat (save a few straddling blond hairs in his face).
After a moment, you noticed his body turn slightly and you could tell easier now that his eyes were blue and were staring off at another officer who was a few inches shorter than he was with messy white hair. Straining your ears, you heard them speaking in pure German and decided not to bother
Daddy!England X Mommy!Reader: Kirkland Family 1More Like This
You've been stressing yourself due to work so Arthur invited you for a picnic, you didn't reject him because it's also a good idea to have a break. The picnic is located at the top of the hill, so it's great to spend some time there!
"Hey Arthur, how come you have lots of free time?" you questioned the gentleman. A very prosperous country like the United Kingdom shouldn't have a time to spare despite the unreachable success.
"Me? I don't do work unless I want to." he simply replied while taking a bite on the sandwich he brought. It surprised you at first but you realized that Arthur shouldn't be the ONLY one doing the works. All he had to do was public duties and the like.
"Really? I envy you..." you pouted miserably. "Arthur, switch places with me!" you demanded which was very impossible.
"No way." he chuckled as response.
"Ahh... I want to leave my boss as soon as possible... He's making me do his own freaking work!" you groaned with the urge of pulling your beautiful and smooth hair
2p!Canada X ReaderMatthew stood on the threshold of his kitchen, eyeing each of his family members. He was not about to let them ruin this night.More Like This
That being that he was having (y/n) over for dinner for the first time. It would be the first time she met his family, not including Al. It was really Oliver's idea, for he very much wanted to meet the girl that his 'little Mattie was so crazy about.' And well....Oliver usually got what he wanted.
And part of that was to have them all dress nice, which was why Matthew was wearing a red dress shirt instead of his famous red plaid. Al had even consented to wearing a white dress shirt, on the condition that he got the keep his jacket.
Oliver had allowed this, but with Francois he wasn't budging an inch. He'd even forced the man to take a shower....if holding the larger man down in the yard, drenching him with the hose, and scrubbing his hair with dog shampoo counted as taking a shower.
Oliver always got his way, even if he had to be creative in order to get it.
She's Ma Cherie! - Canada x ReaderMore Like This
It was autumn in Ontario, Canada. The leaves were falling from the trees and all of them were coincidentally maple leafs. You picked one that looked just as red and perfect as the one on its national flag and decided to bring it with you to show your fiancé Canada.
You ran back to his house from the Maple Sugar woods. _________ yelled out, “Hey Matthew! I found something you might like!”
He yelled out, “Hey wait, eh?”
He was chopping some firewood for the oncoming winter even though outside it was a pleasant 75 degrees. The perfect temperature to be outside to hang out!
You stopped running when you saw your shirtless fiance and hid behind a tree. You then peeked out your head to stare at your sexy Canadian.
There he was half naked…. Oh my! ‘Look at those rippling muscles! I am so glad he wore clothing that never clung to his body! It is definitely a pleasant surprise to see that his body was muscular and not scrawny!'
A Caring Hand CanadaxReader You had woken up only a few minutes ago. Your head was still swimming with half-coherent, muddled thoughts that always seemed to occupy your mind whenever you first woke up. Really, the only reason you were up was because you had found that when you turned over in your sleep to drape your arm on the chest of your husband, there was no one there. Much to your discomfort and dislike, you had shuffled out of the bed, your legs wobbling a bit as you walked out of your bedroom.More Like This
You balled up your hand into a fist and rubbed your eye, opening your mouth wide as you let out a yawn. God, it was too early for this. You shouldn’t even be up. Sickly people shouldn’t have to move, you were pretty sure that was a rule. You cast your eyes down, having to use all your available willpower to keep yourself from falling asleep while standing up. You were so tired... You could barely move.
“(Y/n)!” The normally quiet whisper of your husban
Standing Up For Love CanadaxReaderMatt was always a shy guy, even as a kid. And anyone who knew him knew that he was not typically one to approach others. The few times in his life that he did, he almost fainted and stayed cooped up in his house for almost a week to recover from the experience. As a result, he was rarely noticed by others and had caught on at a young age that he was practically invisible.More Like This
So when a little seven year old you approached him at recess and asked to be friends, he immediately burst into tears.
You two had been best friends ever since.
But as the two of you got older, Matt realized that it wasn’t enough for him. Yes, he loved being your best friend and he was so glad that you held such an important place in his life. But it just…wasn’t what he wanted. He wanted more.
He wasn’t sure when things had changed. When had your smile started making his heart beat so fast? Why did it seem like something about you brightened whenever you saw him? When did he start wishin
Canada x Reader: A Bit Like HomeThere were already quite a lot of people when you arrived, so you had to park your car on the lawn. The sky above you was still thundering, as it had been for a good half hour now, but there was still no rain to accompany it. That was good for Alfred, who was celebrating both Independence Day and his birthday with fireworks.More Like This
Your stomach grumbled; all you had had today as some leftover tofu from the previous night and an organic soda, but you highly doubted there would be many vegan options on the menu for tonight. If you were lucky, perhaps there would be baked potato or something.
You hadn’t really wanted to come out to this party, as you had spent the entire summer—while not at working at the crafts store just down the road from your place—shut inside your cozy apartment, where the AC ran on high and your lap top as your constant companion. The outside world was infinitely humid right now, the exact reason you hadn’t wanted to come out, and if it hadn’t
Too Long (CanadaxReader)Too LongMore Like This
3rd Prize for PhantomDinosaurs
It was so awkward when you met him. You were limping out of the nurse’s office (having tripped in PE but retaining no major injury) and he was limping in on crutches (having twisted his ankle playing hockey a few weeks ago). He held the door open for you with his crutch and waited as you speed-limped out of his way with an amused chuckle.
Bright red and in pain, you hobbled back to your PE class, bag of ice in hand. Twenty minutes before the period ended, a faculty member drove up in their golf cart with someone at their side. Someone with crutches.
Face flushing all over again, the cart pulled to a stop and that boy from earlier got off the cart. Reaching for his crutches, he hopped over to your teacher and handed them a note. Quick eyes read over the yellow slip of paper before they gestured over to you. The boy glanced at you from behind round glasses and smiled, nodding.
He grinned at you and awkwardly sat do
Artist!CanadaxReader: His MuseMore Like This
"_-______________, no," said your friend Matthew.
"Come on Mattie," you said giggling. "It can't be that bad."
He shook his head, "I-It isn't done yet."
You and Matt had been friends for many years. He was your adorable, shy, lovable Canadian. He was a fantastic artist; most of what he drew in high school had already been admitted into art galleries. And he was so easy to tease.
"Come on Mattie, please," you pouted, "please give me a sneak peek!"
"N-no," he said his face turning slightly red.
You laughed at the thought of a great prank to play, "Ohhhh Mattie~. Did you draw a dirty picture of me?"
His face got redder. "I-I-I "
"Taking after Francis now I see," you said turning away and crossing your arms in a teasing manner.
"_-_________ I'm not-."
"I see how it is," you said, "Francis has taken over your mind and turned you into a PERVERT!" You said tackling him and sitting on the young Canadian's back.
"_-_________, I-I-I didn't-."
"Geeze Mattie I was just kidding," you said gett
CanadaXReader SleepyheadCanadaXReaderMore Like This
"Um, excuse me Miss [Name]," you felt someone poke your shoulder, "the meeting ended a while ago. You should wake up now."
'The meeting the meeting why did that sound so familiar?' you thought peacefully. 'THE MEETING!!!' You jerked awake as you remembered.
This had been your first world meeting. After Alfred had introduced you, you had gotten so bored you fell asleep! And now someone had just woken you up, after the meeting had ended.
"Oh, my gosh! I can't believe I just slept through the entire meeting!" you exclaim, embarrassed beyond belief. You turned around to thank whoever had just woken you up. "Thank you so much for-"
You froze in mid-sentence as soon as you saw him. He was the cutest guy you had ever seen. He had messy blonde hair with one unruly curl in the front and big blue eyes, that where hidden behind glasses. Complete with a polar bear and innocent looks, he was the ultimate poster boy for 'Shy Guy' magazine.
"-waking me up
Making a Move [Canada x Reader]More Like This
Matthew stammered, looking down at his thumb-fiddling.
"Hm? What is it, Mattie?"
[Name] asked, looking up from her book.
"I w-wanted to a-ask if u-uhm "
"There's no need to be shy, Matthew! You can ask me anything!"
[Name] encouraged, closing her book.
'It's now or never, Matthew!'
He thought, quickly blurting out,
"I-I lost Kujamirou! W-willyousleepwithme?"
He had whispered the last part. Blushing, he squeezed his eyes closed for impact.
"Uwah! You're so adorable, Mattie!"
[Name] cheered, pinching his burning cheeks.
"Don't worry, I'll help you find Kumajirou, just let me put my book away!"
Matthew was crestfallen. Francis told him this would work! The bastard. He watched as [Name] got up from her seat, book pressed to her side. Walking up to Matthew, she leaned over, resting her head on his shoulder. Pressing her chest into his, much to his
embarassmentexcitement, she cooed,
"Oh, and of course I'll sleep with
Could I Send You The StarsCan I send you the stars?More Like This
A million twinkling lettters
Waiting above your head each night to be read
In gentle melody like midnight lullabies
For the girl I dearly wish could hear them.
Can I borrow your moon?
I know without it your nights may feel empty
But I envy its lovely radiance shining
Upon those two eyes
I wish I could see wish I could gaze into
So instead could I borrow your Moon?
And gaze into it hoping I'll find the loveliness
Of your eyes there instead.
Could I steal your Sun?
And pocket it's millions
And millions of memories
Of lightly caressing you with its rays
Knowing the feel of every beautifully delicate
Part of you for every day of every year..
Could I lease your dreams?
And reside there with you
Underneath our stars' gentle lullabies
And beneath the Moon's loving gaze
Away from the Sun's prying rays
Since you're all I really need.
So could I send you the stars
And hope they'll send my love too?
PrideWe shall paint our faces inMore Like This
The war-paint of beaten Jesters.
Preperation for the oncoming,
We shall thrust gloved hands and mohawks
Skywards, betting out chants of pride
And forbidden happiness.
Send in the clowns;
Soldiers in an unkempt, unwritten war.
Send in the clowns
With weapons of grease-paint and unsophisticated
Rhyme schemes, disguised morals and
We, the people, the dreadlocked, braided,
Lyric riddled nation,
Will not deny the existance of The Carnival
Or renounced our love to please the masses.
Shut the fuck up and let the Juggler sing.
Morning Surprise Canada x ReaderMore Like This
You woke up early and slipped on your (f/c) robe and peeked out your window. The sun was slowly rising to kiss the earth with its early rays of light oh how this sight made you smile with warmth. Very slowly and quietly you opened your door. *creek* " Oh I hope he didn't hear that," you whisper looking over at the door down the hall to the left. You sighed as it seems that he had not heard you waking up into the sleepy house that you and him called home. You walked to the kitchen to set up the surprise for him smiling as you went.
Pulling out flour, eggs, milk, vanilla, sugar, juice, Canadian bacon, and maple syrup you started working on the pancake batter. Setting up the maple syrup out on the table and the plates, napkins, silverware, and cups you smiled looking at the table with Canadian color eat ware. ' Oh! I almost forgot,' you remembered as you took a short trip to the garden in the backyard. Red, white, blue, yellow, basically every color of flowers were out there a gift your b
GermanyxReader: Broken Path Home/Life is BeautifulMore Like This
You awoke to the sound of your alarm, singing at you the acoustic version of "Life is Beautiful" by Sixx A.M.
~Just open your eyes,just open your eyes and see that life is beautiful!
You blinked at the calendar next to your bed. It was Jan. 23. Day 156 without your deployed fiancé by your side. Day 156 of fearing telephone calls and doorbell rings. Day 156 of not knowing if the love of your life would make it home after the war.
You sat up in your bed, lazily walking over to the alarm clock and turning it off. "C'mon..." you grumbled "It's Saturday..." You wanted to go back to bed, but you knew you'd only have more nightmares, so you shuffled into your living room and turned on the news. "It's probably just fundraisers and gas prices. Can't hurt to wa----" The headline of the next story popped up and made your voice catch.
"Camp Anaconda bombed. 38 civilian casualties, 82 soldiers wounded, 23 soldiers dead."
Tears of pure fear began to fill your eyes. Wa
Canada X Reader: Home Alone"DIE ZOMBIE DIE!" he yelled, shooting you withMore Like This
Nerf darts ?
You looked up at the person, He had blond hair with a stuburn cowlick right at the part, he was wearing a camo uniform, had a florescent pink a purple tie tied around his forehead, dark war paint on his cheeks and a blue light saber was strapped to his back like a samurai sword.
After a moment or so he lowered the gun, a very confused and slightly stupid look on his face.
"_________," he said. "You're not a zombie " You rolled your eyes and plucked a dart off your shoulder.
"Lucky me " you muttered. "Alfred, what ARE you doing ??" you asked shaking the dart at
Alfred flicked on a light switch that was next to him so you could see him clearly. He kind of looked like he hadn't slept for days, but was hyped up on energy drinks, but you ignored that fact because that's when you noticed the room. It was completely destroyed, garbage everywhere, broken dishes were scattered in the
Germany VS CleverbotMore Like This
Germany : Uhh... Gruß. My name is Germany. -_-.
Cleverbot : Gerard? What sort of name is that?
Germany : Nein, mein name ist Germany. Not Gerard.
Cleverbot : Nein, dein Name ist Martin Müller.
Germany : NEIN! It's Germany. GERMANY. As in Doitsu as my friend called me.
Cleverbot : Don't leave me.
Germany : Geh?? Why would I-?? ... Italy? Is that you? How many times must I tell you, don't play with the computer software like this!
Cleverbot : So are you human or computer?
Germany : I am indeed human, Italy, I thought you knew!
Cleverbot : What am I then?
Germany : You are a soldier that would be punished for disobeying the rules. >.
Cleverbot : That isn't very nice at all.
Germany : You should know better than to disobey rules, soldier! Report to me in the morning for early morning laps tomorrow!
Cleverbot : I am 5'3'.
Germany : What's that supposed to mean, telling me that?
Cleverbot : That, you are a robot.
Germany : Nein, I am a human... =_=.
Cleverbot : Nope you're a mach
when someone you loved becomes a memoryi'm interested in things falling,More Like This
and being forgotten.
i like to see
it makes me realise
i'm not the only thing
when i look,
i see passing eyes
roam the lines of my arms,
italian winding roads,
and quickly rush away
into their houses.
nobody likes to watch
if it isn't a crash,
a tragic accident,
an innocent death
at a hundred miles per hour,
but a drawn out,
a condemned building
with cracking windows-
you will always see
the whites of their eyes
as they turn away
so as to never meet
CanadaxReader- PhotographsMatthew smoothed out the corners of the photo lovingly, pinning it up in his locker and giving it a gentle kiss. He looked it over carefully with purple eyes. It was his favorite one of the millions he’d snapped over the years. He could remember the day he took it like it was yesterday…More Like This
“N-No, Matthew! Please… I don’t want you to take my picture. I always look horrible in them.” (f/n) held her hand out so it covered her face from the camera’s sharp view.
“That’s a lie. You could never look bad.” Matthew turned pink at his own brave remark and hid his face behind the camera, trying to angle it so (f/n)’s hand wasn’t in the way.
“I really don’t want you to, Mattie.” Her voice sounded strained, “It’s going to end up in the yearbook…”
“Well, it doesn’t have to if you don’t want it to, (f/n)…” The Canadian self-proclaimed journalist lowered
Canada x Reader: He's come home Pt 3 FINALEMore Like This
Canada x Reader: He's come home pt 3
~one week later~
You woke up to the sounds of people coming up and down the stairs outside. You groaned hoping they would stop soon but unfortunately never did. Sighing you put on your plaid pajama bottoms and slipper boots to see what was going on.
You opened your front door and went to the railing of the stairs to see Arthur,Francis, Alfred and…MATTHEW! You were so excited you could burst with glee. It was becoming hard to keep it all in. Quickly you dashed down the stairs to greet the four brothers.
"GUYS! HEY!" You shouted out to them running as fast as your legs would carry you.
"Oh! Hey Name! Wassup dude?" Alfred shouted to you.
"Hello love." Arthur called out with a shining smile.
"Oh 'ello mon ami." Francis greeted with his blond hair bounced as he turned his face to you.
"N-Name?! What are you doing here?" Matthew asked while picking up yet another box from Alfred's pic
Child! Canada X Reader: Not ForgottenLateMore Like This
The word rang loud and ugly through your skull.
The clock on your car radio read 7:30p.m. like a ln angry, red signal.
You promised. You promised Matthew that you would be at his show tonight. The ten-year-old boy was counting on you. You pinky swore. Everyone forgot about Matthew.
Except for you.
You went to every event, every game, recital,concert. Hell, you even went to parent teacher conferences. That boy was expecting YOU. Not his father. Matthew was going to be looking for you.
Traffic was terrible! It seemed like the universe was working against you. "Dammit!Dammit!" There was an accident about half a mile ahead and it wouldn't be cleared for about two hours by the looks of it.
In a spur of the moment decision, you parked your car on the side of the road next to a local pub.
"Aye! Lass!," the pubowner bellowed. "Ye cain't park that 'ere!"
"I'm sorry Allistor," you pleaded. "I'll be back for it I swear!"
You ran out into the pouring rain, your feet splashing anxiously i
Child!CanadaXReader-Someone to Remember Chp. 8More Like This
They let you ride in the ambulance, but only because you threatened to punch one of them if they didn't let you. The entire time, you held little unconscious Matthew's hand, which seemed to be getting colder by the second, and even though the ambulance was going faster than any other vehicle on the road, the ride seemed like one of the longest you'd ever taken.
When you finally reached the hospital, Matthew was rushed inside by the paramedics. You tried to follow, but the nurse wouldn't let you. She instead led you to a waiting room, where she handed you a glass of water and tried to calm you down. You hadn't even realized you were crying until then.
You took a deep breath and sat down in one of the chairs, the glass shaking in your grasp. Your heart was still hammering, and no matter how hard you tried, it would not calm down. You waited there for a few more minutes until a nurse came oveor and told you he was in surgery. When you asked what for, s
Child!CanadaXReader-Someone to Remember-Chp. 1More Like This
Of all the days to get home, it had to be on the one where it blizzards. You thought as you pushed through the crowd, tugging your (Fav. color) suitcase behind you. Today had been the day you'd gotten back to (Home town) from visiting your friend Elizabeta in Hungary, and it was just your luck that it had decided to blizzard, so you couldn't even get to your house. You supposed you could walk, after all, your house was only about four and a half blocks away from the airport, but it was snowing like crazy out there, and you knew that if you even tried, you would most definitely turn into a (Name)-sicle.
You tried to separate yourself from the crowd the best you could, but there wasn't many quiet places at a busy airport at eleven o' clock at night. You were wondering how long you would have until you could go home, when suddenly, the lady standing next to you shrieked like a banshee.
"THERE'S A GIANT RAT ON THE LOOOSE!!!" She screamed,
Drunk!Canada X Reader. A shot of whiskey. "Sup, dudette!" You pulled the phone away from your ear. Who would call you at such a late hour? Easy. Alfred F-ing Jones. It was midnight for crying out loud!More Like This
"What?!" you growled.
"Someones cranky." he laughed his 'heroic' laugh. You rolled your eyes. "Anyways, can you pick up Matt?"
"Don't you have a car?"
"Yeah but it fits only five people and I'm the only one whose sober." he protested.
"You? Sober? Your probably buzzed."
"Shut up!" You threw the covers off and grabbed some sweatpants to wear over your shorts. "I'll pick up Matt but you owe me big time!"
"Thanks! By the way. He might be an emotional mess but thats okay. He's babbling stuff about you so you should ignore it. See ya." your eye twitched. What the hell did that mean?
"A-hole." You mumbled. You went downstairs and
Not my Curl Canada x Reader(A/N: WHO WANTS LEMON? Guess I’m writing one. Please comment and I’ll give you lemon-)More Like This
‘Okay. I’m gonna confess to her. It’s now or never.’
Matthew encouraged to himself. As you can see he have a long time crush on you since you’re one of the people who could notice him. It’s getting him frustrated that he cannot admit his love for you. But you were so dense to notice it.
Matthew went to your house. He nervously knocked on the door.
He gulped as he was greeted by your cheerful voice. Oh how he love to hear your voice. You opened the door and smiled at him.
You greeted as he greeted you back. You let him enter your house and made him seat in your couch.
“I have some left over pancakes in the fridge. Want some?”
“That would be great (y/n).”
You left to grab those pancakes. And smirk.
‘I’m so gonna know this today.’
Canada X Reader (England's little sister)More Like This
"Hurry up guys I'm about to have to go get him!" You ordered as you watched all the countries busily trying to put up last minute decorations.
Today was your best friend's birthday and you wanted it to be completely special for him, especially since most of the other countries always either forgot he existed, or they confused him for his brother, America. You stood in the center of the room watching all the other countries helping out, even your older brother, England, who was the world's worst about forgetting Canada.
"I don't know what the bloody big deal is," England mumbled as he helped France put up a birthday banner.
"Lighten up Angleterre (England), you're just mad that you 'ave no one under you," France said smirking as he glanced across the room at where you were standing.
"I still have _____________ frog face!" England said glaring at him making you sigh.
"Will you two please stop it?! This is Canada's special day and I don't want it ruine
Canada x Reader - Plushie ConfessionMore Like This
Sleepovers with Matthew and his brother Alfred always proved themselves to be eventful.
Whether or not that was a good thing, you’ve yet to decide.
“Matthew, help! Your– brother– is– choking– me!”
“C-C’mon now Alfred, let _____ go, it’s just a movie–”
“NO! Oh god, DO NOT OPEN THAT CLOSET!”
Having completely disregarded Matthew’s attempts at making Alfred let you go, the American instead chose to grab onto Matthew too, ensnaring him in his death grip in his fit of fear.
Why did you accept their invitation for a sleepover again?
Because of Matthew.
Not saying it like it’s a bad thing, but your longtime, shy Canadian friend Matthew was someone you happened to harbor feelings for; and due to these feelings, you usually wanted to be around him, an
Hetalia 7 Minutes in Heaven: Maple Leaf- CanadaMore Like This
In your hand you pulled out from the black hat an...orange autumn leaf that looked really beautiful to you.
"Who does this belong to?" you asked, twirling the leaf between your fingers.
Alfred shrugged at your question and the room was filled with people questioning about the mysterious person. Just then you felt a tap from the shoulder and you looked over, seeing Matthew who hid his face behind Kumajirou who sniffed the air-more rather at you-and looked up at his blushing master.
"Who is she?" Kumajirou asked.
"Who are you?" Kumajirou asked.
Matthew sighed, "I'm Matthew, your owner, Kumabimbo."
You giggled a little, but right then you felt a huge impact from behind because Alfred was trying to look at Matthew. You glanced over and saw Alfred chuckling in a perverted way, and you along with Matthew (and Kumajirou) were pushed over to the closet. Matthew let you inside first; you went inside and could see darkness all over the closet as
Matthew joined you later, c
Blighters: Pirate!EnglandXPirate!ReaderYou had been thrown into his quarters in the most brutal way by his crew, sprawled out (or at least as sprawled out as one could get when they were tied down, wrists and your ankles). You glowered up at him. Your stomach grumbled at the sight of food on the table. He had been starving you for the past three days, giving you only just enough to get by. He was trying to break your moral, make you give into his demands, but what more could he take from you? He had your gold. He had your supplies. He had destroyed your ship. He killed your men. And now he had you. He could use you, abuse you or even kill you and there would be nothing you could do to stop him.More Like This
"Come now poppet I even had them bring dinner for us Let us sup."
"The dread pirate Kirkland pays his respects to sin, dines with the Devil, and frightens even cruelty," you snarled.
You didn't care if the pirate shot you now. He had brutally taken everything you had ever come to know and you would hate him for it until y
Mine Now: CanadaXReaderX2P Canada"Are you sure you don't want me to come and pick you up?" Matthew questioned.More Like This
"I'm okay Matthew. I can get home just fine on my own " you said soothingly.
You wanted to comfort him but you couldn't really do it over the phone. You didn't blame him for having to cancel your date. He was sick in bed with the flu. You blamed the late night hockey game that he and Russia partook in. In the middle of Russia's coldest day of the year no less. You wondered what your boyfriend thought sometimes. But hockey was his passion so you couldn't get mad at him too much. So you would just walk to his house. It was late, but your neighborhood was the safest in town. Nothing ever happened there. Besides, this was Matthew's country. The people left their doors unlocked at all times because nothing ever happened in some of the smaller towns like the one you were staying in.
"And I thought my jokes were bad."
You turned to see a man leaning casually on the wall. He looked exactly like Matthew. H
BTT x Vampire!Reader Part 1/3More Like This
BTT x Vampire!Reader (lemon) Part 1/3
'How long has it been since then?' you thought to yourself as you lay awake under a tree in the "twilight woods" near the city. You remember being in your old bedroom, in your parents' house, sobbing into the pillow which once belonged to you. You were 20 years old, your boyfriend had dumped you after you became pregnant with his child, after he heard the news he desapeared for a whole month and said "Abort the baby. I'll pay for the expenses, I don't care how much, but you will abort and then we will be over". You sobbed louder and louder. It had already been months since the abortion, but your memories still haunted you. Then, you heard screams identified as your parents' coming from downstair. You hesitated, but opened the door and whent downstairs to find your parens in the floor, soaked in their own blood streaming down from their necks where they had vampire bites. You shook your head from side to side, trying to convince yourself it was not
GermanyxReader-New Friends Part IIMore Like This
"Hey, we're here, (name)." Ludwig said as the school bus rolled to a stop outside of a perfectly manicured school lawn.
"We are. I'm really nervous, Ludwig. What if I don't fit in?" you murmur, looking out the window at the other students as they ran into the school.
"You'll be fine. You impress me, and I'm sure you'll fit right in with our classmates."
You took the comment to heart as you both got off the bus, and onto the concrete parking lot. Gilbert had already run off with his strange friends, and now you two were stuck walking with the brothers who had been arguing earlier. They were quite an interesting pair, but they didn't get along very well, getting into fights about petty things. You soon separated from them once you got through the doors to the school.
"(Name), do you remember how to get to home base? I can't remember, for open house was very crowded, and I wasn't able to figure out where I really was."
"I think I do," you say with a small uncertainty in your voice. "I hav
Hetalia Booty shorts (Country X Chunky reader)Quick Note: This is a new story series I thought of this while wearing my booty shorts. I only wear them to bed so I thought this would be very entertaining. Oh and if you don’t know what booty shorts are they are short-shorts that go to your butt.More Like This
So you have a boyfriend that you live with. Now you are in a predicament. You usually wore long sweat pants to bed and a t-shirt. But, tonight was different. Your clothes that you usually wore to bed had to be washed. The thing is you only had one outfit to wear and you were not happy with it. It was a pair of black booty shorts and a form-fitting (fav. color) camisole that can be worn as a shirt.
“Shit!” You were now sitting in your restroom cursing at what you had to wear. You had the clothes on and were looking at the full body mirror in disgust.
“I really look terrible.” But
Dave x Reader x Dirk Le Lemon~ (crack...kinda.)You were merely sitting in the summer heat, feeling like a fucking hot tamale. Why? Because you are sitting inside Dave's closet...watching him get undressed. You can feel your scarce blush creeping up onto your features. HOT DAMN! You were to busy starin' at that fine ass hoe that you didn't notice him going to his closet to get his clothes...whoops.More Like This
Guess you forgot that hole in the plan.
You had been caught on multiple occasions trying to watch Dave and Dirk get undressed, that it was almost shameful...almost.
Anyways, Dave opens said closet door and looks at you for a long time before grabbing his clothes and closing the door. HAHA. You made Dave blush. Maybe he was just freaked out by the creeper look you were giving. 0u0
Wow. Thanks Aradia for your creeper smile skills and thank Nepeta for your stalking abilities.
Dave looks back at you through the slit in the door and stare back with the usual: 0u0
"...Hi...Why are you...-"
"Simple, I think you a
America x Reader: I'll Never Leave You...Part 6More Like This
"Morning already?" you half sighed, half groaned as you felt soft sunlight shining over your closed eyelids. You could hear the morning birds chirping and the sounds of the world waking up.
Taking a deep breath you sat up and yawned, stretching your arms. "Hmmmnn " you sighed. "I don't usually get up this early " smiling to yourself you allowed a small giggled to escape your lips. "Alfie was so sweet yesterday; I'll make him a nice breakfast to reward him and then I can take him out to do something he likes."
Climbing out of bed, you didn't bother to change into your day clothes just yet and only brushed your hair. You weren't going anywhere after all so why did it matter what you were wearing? Alfred didn't care either so it was actually kind of nice.
"I'll do chocolate chip pancakes, sausage, and fried eggs." You mused. "He can pick out what he wants to drink."
You hummed to yourself as you prepared the food, smiling to yourself at the mere thought of Alfred tearing apart t
America x Reader - HeroHetalia: America x Reader ficMore Like This
Thunder rumbled, shaking your entire house and causing you to stiffen. Stupid weather... you couldn't believe it. Why did it have to rain on Halloween night?!
"So much for trick-or-treaters..." you sighed sadly, looking at the large bowl of candy on the table. Your mom and dad had left earlier for a Halloween party, so you told them that you would distribute the candy. You never cared for trick-or-treating anyway. You then looked at yourself in the mirror. You had even put on a costume for the kids. It was a witch costume that you had worn for a couple years now, but you didn't mind. You could hear the rain beating down on your house.
"I guess I can call it a night..." you said to yourself. Suddenly, there was a loud rapping on your front door, making you jump. That couldn't be a trick-or-treater, right?! A person would have to be crazy to be out in this weather!
"HEY! OPEN UP! IT'S AL! AND THIS WEATHER TOTALLY SUCKS! LET ME IN!"
America x Reader - Don't Take The GirlHetalia: America x Reader ficMore Like This
Don't Take The Girl
You watched eagerly from the edge of the fence as Arthur stepped out of his home, his brother Alfred by his side.
"Come on! Tell me where were going!" Alfred begged.
"Like I said, we're going out," he replied softly.
"You never tell me anything..."
"Hi Al, Arthur!" you chirped, waving your hand at the pair.
"Oh, hello ________," Arthur said, smiling at you.
"Don't mind us... we're just about to go somewhere totally awesome!" Al boasted.
"Really? Where?!" you asked excitedly.
"I'd love to tell you, but it's a secr"
"We're just going down by the pond. Would you like to join us?" Arthur asked, cutting Alfred off.
"I can come?!" you smiled excitedly.
"You can't!" Alfred finished, glaring at you and then glaring at his older brother. Arthur sighed, kneeling down to Alfred's level.
"Don't be rude, Alfred... we can't leave her behind."
"Bring Mattie instead! Or even your weird
America x Reader - Sweet DreamsHetalia: America x Reader ficMore Like This
You stared longingly at the large bed in front of you. It was so big. Depressingly so when you had to sleep in it by yourself. Alfred had to attend another World Conference, leaving you alone in his large house. You thought that you would enjoy this time, but instead, you missed him more than ever. It wasn't the same here without Alfred's smiling face and excitement. And he had only been gone for two nights! You had another two nights to go before his return. And you hated how much you missed him.
"Keep the outside lights on at night... and don't forget to lock the doors!" he said anxiously, just before he left.
"Yes and yes. Don't worry, I'll keep the house safe!" you said, pasting a smile on your face. You didn't want him to leave, but you didn't want him to be worried about you either.
"Don't be silly... it's not the house I'm worried about," he said, embracing you in his arms. You hugged him back tightly, wanting him
AmericaxBullied!Abused!Reader pt.34Arthur's POVMore Like This
We're at the hospital.
Poor Matthew is in so much pain. It shouldn't be so bad this early in his labor.
He's gripping the side bar of the bed tightly. I don't know what I can do so I sit there and stroke his damp hair. Through the midst of an contraction, he whispered in a pained voice,
"Gilbert...I want Gilbert..."
"Matthew, Gilbert is still in the court hearing. As soon as it's over (name) will tell them where we went and he will be here."
Matthew's breathing became harder and he closed his eyes and squeezed the bar of the bed again.
"Oww...." He squeaked.
Hang in there Matthew....
The jury has to reach a decision. I saw Gilbert and Alfred walking over to me with smiles on their faces.
Alfred wrapped me in a hug.
"Did you see your uncle's awesome performance? There's no stopping us! We're going to win!"
"I saw Alfie, but there's something I really need to tell Gilbert!"
AmericaxBullied!Abused!Reader-EpilogueOne year later....More Like This
She blew out the candles and we all clapped.
Matthew and Gilbert got married before us, a few months after Ruby was born and Matthew felt better.
Matthew didn't want to rush straight into a wedding, he wanted to spend some time focusing on Ruby.
However, Alfred and I got married not too long ago. Three weeks to be exact.
Arthur cried at both of our weddings. He cried because he said it would be so different without us being at his house. He couldn't except the fact that we were growing up. Matthew and Alfred especially.
I was right, they were great parents. This party proves it all. I hope Alfred and I are this good when our baby is born.
I'm a great aunt. Alfred's a great uncle.
Matthew and Gilbert stood behind her chair.
"Make a wish, Ruby!" Matthew cheered.
"She doesn't need a wish, Birdie, she's awesome enough!"
Matthew laughed. Ruby did too.
Matthew started to cut
JapanXReader: A Day at the Pool“Come on Kiku!!” You persisted.More Like This
“No,” Your japanese friend repeated.
You sighed. You floated on your back with a pool noodle in you hands wearing a (color/style) bathing suit. Kiku sat up on the patio under an umbrella refusing to look at you because he claimed it was ‘indecent’.
It was only you and Kiku at the moment but your friends Ludwig and Feli said they would be over in an hour or so once Luddy got off work.
“Its a bathing suit, Kiku, lighten up,” You complained.
He just shook his head and stared at a manga in his hands. You dunked your head under the water and resurfaced.
“You’re going to have a heat stroke,” You added. He was fully clothed in him normal long sleeved white uniform.
He shook his head again, “I have this umbrella,” he comprised.
You adjusted yourself on to the pool noodle. You were determined to get Kiku into the pool.
“You can float around on a spring float,”
JapanxReader NutellaMore Like This
…your Japanese friend Kiku.
He was shaking in the rain, soaking wet. He looked like he had been crying.
“_-________!” he cried and barged in, which was strange behavior for him.
“Kiku! What’s wrong?” you asked and turned to him. He was standing right behind you, dripping all over the floor, still shaking.
“I’m sorry ________. I shourd’ve asked before coming in, but I’m rost and sis neighborhood is scary. Prease herp,” he begged.
The poor guy looked like he was having a panic attack. You did live in a relatively bad neighborhood. You walked to him and lightly put an hand on his shoulder and he jumped.
“Hey, calm down. Its alright. Sit down and…have some Nutella,” you said and led him to your couch.
He curled up on the couch and you handed him the Nutella. He took it and shakily ate it. You got a blanket and draped it over him. He looked like you when you ate Nutella; curled up under a warm blanket. He