Canada x Reader- Shy Boy
Hey y'all how's it hangin' (okay i don't actually talk like that) Well i wanted to let you know this is my first Canada x Reader so it might be a tad bumpy i still hope you like it. This is a request for both CatGwmen and totalhipster hope you both like it! No onto the story!
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"Stupid America! How could Alfred say he loves me and then dump me seven days later!" You were grumbling to yourself again but you couldn't help it. Your stupid former boyfriend Alfred Jones had broken your heart and you wanted to tear out his.
You were surprised at how angry you
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You turned to Arthur. He gave you a look that seemed to say "Sorry, it slipped out" and shrugged. You also shrugged and turned to Romano, grabbing the mic.
"When this is over I'll explain what my mission was." You whispered to him before bringing the mic to your mouth, shouting into it. "This next song is called Hearts Bursts into Fire! Are you ready!?!"
The crowd shouted.
"I can't hear you!!!"
They all shouted even more.
"Now that’s more like it!!!" You said before Alfred started the music. Finally the cue came up.
"I'm coming home!
I've been gone for far too long!
Do you remember me at all?" You sang.
You turned to Romano and he leaned in to sing next to you, a slight smirk seeing as how that last line fit perfectly.
Have I fucked things up again?
Too much time without you spent!"
Romano reached down to grab your hang, giving it a light squeeze as you leaned in so both of you could sing the next parts.
Wounds so sore!
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It was the day of the concert. Romano was standing backstage with the rest of the band, and Ludwig. It was almost time for their que to go up and play. There were a few adjustments to the set list. The first song was Bittersweet memories, and then it was A Place Where You Belong followed by Her Voice Resides, the last song was going to be Hearts Burst into Fire.
Romano was so nervous that he started pacing. For some reason his mind kept wandering back to you. Was what Arthur said about you true? Or was he making it up to cover your ass?
Before Romano could think more about it, the cue for them was given. Romano and the band walked up onto stage and took their places. Romano read off the songs that they were going to play. Then he turned to Alfred to give the cue to give the beat.
The first two songs went on without a hitch, except for the few occasional heart clenches from Romano as he remembered how he felt when he wrote these songs. Finally, it was time to start Her Voice Resid
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It was the day before the concert and it was everything Romano could do not to bash his head into his wall. Throughout the past days, Romano watched as Feliciano started to lose all memory of you completely while he was stuck remembering you. Remembering how you left in the dead of night with only a note saying good bye. How you kissed his brother, leaving him emotionally like everyone else, even his grandfather, did. There was only going to be one more band practice. And that was tonight. Tomorrow was going to be the concert.
To be honest, Romano was a bit nervous. This would be the first time that he would be performing in front of a crowd of people. Maybe even getting possible fans. It was nerve wracking. And also strangely exhilarating. Arthur said, having been in a band before, that being up on stage, playing for a bunch of people, was the best feeling in the world. Romano just hoped that he was right.
The last practice before the show was going to be in a few hours and Romano had
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Hetaliaxreader America's Halloween party!
You woke up by your mobile ring that was right next to you.
"Hello" You answered
"Hi (Name) I am throwing a Halloween party and you are like invited!" Your american friend Alfred said.
"Thank you I'd love to come" You smiled
"(Name) do you think you can come over earlier?" Alfred then asked
"Sure but why?" You asked
"I need some help with the decorations and also another thing" Alfred said
"And what's the other thing?" You asked curious
"I'll tell you when you get here" Alfred said
"If you don't know what to dress up as, you can always be a hot nurse or something" Alfred grinned
"Shut up!, I'll see you later" You said and hung up
You were standing outside Alfred's house. You were dressed as a ghost, you were killed in a fire. So you were wearing a white nightdress, with black spots to symbolise how you died. You also put some make up to look a little pale but not too much and your hair was messy.
You rang on the doorbell and Alfred opend
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You returned to heaven, sitting on your cloud like you did so often in the past. You looked down at the Italian twins and sighed as you watched them. You wished you could be down there with them, with Romano the sexy tsundere and Feliciano the bubbly little brother. But you knew that right now it wasn’t the best thing. You screwed things up so badly that you just had to step back and see which one remembered you.
While you were sitting lost in thought you didn’t realize someone walking up to you. It was your best friend from your days as an angel in training. Your best guy friend that is. He was relatively short, but still taller than you and had blonde hair and violet eyes.
He popped up from behind your cloud. “Boo!” he shouted playfully.
You jumped literally twenty feet in the air and then you saw him. “Oh, hey Tino.” You said and hovered down slowly, landing lightly on your cloud.
“What’s up? You look down in the dumps. You never look
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It's been a few days since you left Romano. He hasn’t left his room much. He mostly just sat on the ground, leaning against the food of the bed, scribbling words on paper. Only some of those words turned out to be actual songs. The one he was working on now, was called "Her Voice Resides". He was about to finish it up when there was a knock at the door. Romano grumbled an angry "go away" but whoever it was didn’t listen. Instead the door opened to reveal Ludwig. Romano glared at him.
"What do you want?" Romano said. "I said go away."
"Two zhings. Feli is vorried about you. He's vondering vhy you haven’t left your room in zhree days. Zhe ozher zhing is, I just got call. Zhe manager of zhe Vans Varped Tour called. He vants us to play on one of zhe side stages zhis year. It's starting in four days und ve need to make a set list."
Romano gave Ludwig a weird look. "Feli doesn’t know why I haven’t left my room? He doesn’t remember what he did
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It had been weeks since you visited your friend Tino, and since Berwald was technically 'away' for a few days, now would be the perfect to see him alone.
And you had some..things you wanted to show him.
And if Berwald were there things could get...awkward. So it was best he wasn't there.
You stumbled onto the Finnish man's doorway and knocked softly.
Not a moment to soon, he opened the door with a signature smile, the usual smile he had around you.
"Ahh (Name) your here!" he said brightly allowing you inside. "I've missed you!"
"Me too." you smiled back, watching him fumble a little with his necktie and watch you sit down in the living room. The black book in your hands made his brow raise.
You giggled a little.
"Nothing important. But come, sit, I want to ask you a few things."
Without hesitation, he sat down, and waiting for you to begin.
You cleared your throat, and opened the book and gave him a little glance. His expression was completely normal, although he had a l
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"Mattie, come look at these!"
The small Canadian perked his head up at the nickname he had been called so often, amethyst hues traveling over to the girl crouched down in a rather tall patch of luscious green grass the summer had provided them. His nimble hands wrapped tightly around the slender stems that were connected to the fresh tulips he had picked not minutes before, the sickeningly sweet scent they provided wafting gingerly into the air. Matthew felt the pure white milk from the broken end of the stalk run slowly down his fingers, causing a rather discomforting, sticky feeling to spread across his skin. He simply wiped them across the fabric of the plain red t-shirt he had put on that morning to cool him from the suns warm rays, peering down to the polar bear that had been slumbering soundly under the towering maple trees. The usual humble smile of Matthew tugged at the blonde's lips as ______ turned around to face him, an even wider grin gracing her blithe and cheerful face.
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“How could you?!”
Slamming your hands onto the coffee table, you fixated Alfred with the most awful glare you could muster, intent on scaring him as much as possible at this point. There was absolutely no way that your boyfriend was going to get away with this…
“Don’t you ‘babe’ me, Alfred!” you spat, cutting him off mid-sentence as you pointed an accusing finger at him. “I ought to beat you to death for what you did!”
“Just listen to me!” Alfred pleaded from where he sat across the table, clasping both of his hands together – however, not even the sight of his puppy-dog face would make you listen to him at this point.
“No!” Crossing your arms, you turned your head so that you wouldn’t face him. “What makes you think that I’ll listen to you?”
“C’mooooon! Hear me out!”
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“Was it absolutely necessary?” Loki softly asked as he pushed the big door open to where you’d been led to by one of odd looking servants of Freyja. You bit your lip and decided to keep quiet about anything he would say whether it would be something as trivial as whining about bringing lots of food and supplies to your room or something as serious as what happened with him and Thanos after your teleportation. You didn’t dare to ask anything about that just yet but you were going to very soon.
You pushed back the door and closed it with your right foot after thanking the servant and had a good look around the room. It was not as detailed and royal as your place in Asgard. First thing that caught your eyes was the simple king size bed on your left and a sturdy looking wardrobe by the wall. The room was dimly lit by candles on the walls just as every other place you’d been in the castle. There were no rugs, no golden embroidery anywhere but simple carved ston
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"Miss _______, this is Penelope Garcia, and she's going to be your trainer for the first few weeks." Said the pretty blonde who had met you at the entrance of the big government building. Penelope gave you warm toothy smile.
"Thanks JJ, I think I can take over from here." She left while Penelope grabbed your arm and dragged your arm through the glass doors separating the lobby to the actual offices. "First of all, I'd like to introduce you to the team, seeing as you're going to be around them a lot."
You start feeling nervous. T
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“Oh, I almost forgot. Here.” Gideon said as he handed the box to Reid.
“I told you not to get me anything…” Reid grumbled as he opened the box. Inside were two tickets to A Very Potter Musical. Reid looked at them in confusion.
“I did enjoy the books, but why these, and why two?” Reid asked. Gideon glanced over to where you were sitting on the plane, rereading Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone.
“The only person in the world who calls you Spence is a huge Potterhead.” Gideon said with another pointed glance at you. You however, were oblivious, getting lost in the world of Harry Potter all over again. Reid glanced over at you, a slight blush tinting his pale face.
“H-how am I supposed to ask her? And what if she says no?” Reid stuttered out. Gideon smiled at the shy boy genius.
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"This is Emily Prentiss." Morgan said gesturing at a pretty woman with black hair. You waved shyly. You were terribly shy around new people, and weren't a huge fan of physical contact.
"Good to meet you Agent __l/n__." Prentiss said with a smile. Then Morgan pointed at a tall man with dark hair on the other side of the room.
"That's Aaron Hotchner, I suppose you'll meet him later." Morgan said with a small chuckle.
"Hi, I'm Jennifer, but you can call me JJ." said a very pretty blonde woman who was sitting at a desk. You smiled and waved at her.
"I'll take you to meet Garcia now, as I guess Pretty Boy is somewhere else." You looked at Morgan in confusion. He chuckled and corr
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You would know that laughter anywhere. And it just so happened that you knew the reason why he was laughing.
Being a SHIELD agent, you were used to getting shot and being in extreme circumstances that led to torture and the worst pain anyone could imagine. But this, this was just embarrassing.
As Tony Stark, aka Iron Man, entered the room, he noticed you lying face-down on the couch, with your head turned sideways to watch the evening news, his laughter was renewed, and he bent over at the waist, chuckles racking his whole body.
"It's not funny!" you yelled, grabbing an empty can of soda on the coffee table and throwing it at him.
It didn't hit the billionaire quite where you wanted it to, but at least it impacted with his shoulder.
Tony straightened, wiping invisible tears of mirth from his eyes.
"Robin Hood told me what happened," he said, approaching you slowly with a grin.
You only glared
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Tony grumbled and reached for his phone with that stupid ring-tone. He was grumpy, mainly because he and Pepper had gotten into another fight...For the sixth time this week. The sleeping arrangements were mixed up tonight. Tony in the master bedroom and Pepper downstairs.
The rest of his grumpiness came from looking at the time. Who the hell calls at 4 AM? Wiping tiredly at his eyes, he pressed the green phone icon on his screen, not bothering the look at the caller ID.
“Hello?” He groaned.
*Honey why are you crying? Is everything okay? I gotta whisper 'cause I can't be too loud*
“Tony...” The weak and fragile voice answered him.
He sat up in bed, automatically awake. He glanced over to make sure the door was closed. Even if Pep was downstairs, he still used a hushed tone.
“(Name), what's wrong?” He asked worried.
You sobbed lightly over the phone. “I'm sorry Tony...I just,
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"Mmm," you groaned at being woken up.
"[Name], I'm really sorry for my behavior last night," Tony said lowly.
"Headache?" you asked, pointing at Tony's shades.
"Like none other. Anyway, I'm really sorry. But I appreciate you coming to get me. I want to make it up to you."
"You owe me a cookie."
"Oh, yeah, huh? Let me do my usual hangover routine, and you can go home and change into something more suited to going out in public, and I'll take you to any bakery you want, okay?"
"Thank you, [name]."
With that, Tony walked off toward his room again. You decided today, you'd let him brew his own coffee. You found your keys and headed out to the garage.
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It was the start of a new day, the sky colored a morning orange, the tranquility and peace was perfect to describe it, nothing could ruin-
Well, okay maybe not so tranquil and peaceful as I said before.
The morning also consisted of you waking up groggily, with the utmost hatred toward the world right now. You got up, rubbing your weary hands against your eyes. Then, noticing your phone present in your hand. You checked the message there and almost immediately wanted to crawl into your bed again.
For the message, was why you waked up like a ray of sunshine. Yes, you got hate mail, or possibly a death threat last night. Firstly you freaked out, almost causing yourself to pass out. But, you eventually calmed down, noticing how late it was. But, that horrible thought didn’t leave you for the remainder of the night, causing to toss and turn frequently.
You groaned and fell back against the mattress.
‘Why does everything happen to me!?’ You thought,
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“Shit.” You said jumping up and rushing to the door but it wasn’t opening. You gasped as you looked up seeing a pair of red eyes looking in on you through the small window. The face you saw wasn’t a face you were familiar with. The man had what seemed to be brown spiked up hair and scruff on his chin. He took a drag off a cigarette and blew the smoke at the window. You stepped back looking at the man before another face looked at you through the window. This one was blond with brown eyes with a scare under his right eye. He wore a dark beret that was tilted to the side. Both faces looked at you as the one with the beret turned the hatch I the door tightly before looking at you again and walking away with the other man.
“I’m going to die in here.” You said to yourself as you went to the door banging on it. “CAN SOMEONE HEAR ME?! HELLO?!” you yelled as you already felt the coldness get to you as you coughed feeling you through dry fro
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You set your lipstick down and glanced at the small fragile picture of you and your best friend Mathew laughing. You remembered that before you and Francis had started dating it was all laughter. You took the picture in your hands and felt a huge pang of regret, you smiled when you remembered your best friend. So far he had helped you get over any hard breakups or relationship problems. The yellowing edges were crumpled slightly and even though it was so old but you loved that picture.
You set down the picture and turned to look in the mirror at yourself and tried to smile. It was your and Francis' 1st year anniversary but it felt like forever. You thought to yourself isn't time supposed to go faster when you love someone? You brushed it off and heard the doorbell ring.
Oh that must be Francis. You swiftly got up and answered the door to a the blonde flirt.
"Ohonohonohonohon. Don't you look sexy as usual?" You hated when he called you t
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*beep beep* *boop* *beep*
Computer noises woke you up.
The floor beneath you felt cold and using your hands you lifted yourself off the ground to a sitting position. It smelled like Lysol; the cleaner that sanitizes tile. Slowly with blinking eyes, you looked up.
Noises and flashing lights greeted you and you felt you were in some different world…which you were.
Wondering, “Where am I?” you slowly stood up and touched one of the computers.
The computer’s screen automatically light up from your touch and produced a bright white light.
Trying to adjust to the onslaught of total brightness, you covered your face with your hand. The computer then asked you in a mechanical voice, “Hello”
In awe you put down your hand and replied, “H-Hi” You made a wave.
It took a moment to respond, “Ask a question”
‘Wow straight to the point. But why is this computer giving
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You sat on a park bench upset. You had been thinking about how shitty my life was. Snow, flew down from the sky. The little white crystals reflecting with the light of the street lamps. You wore your thin (Color of Choice) hoodie. Your parents were mad and had kicked you out. You had been working your fingers to the bone trying to help them pay bills. Both of them didn't have a job.
To top it all off you'd been being bullied at school. You hated your life. You hated the fact that you were always upset. You hated the fact that you were always tired. … Lastly, you hated your very existence. You weren't like other girls. You couldn't afford the latest technology or clothes. That was most likely why Matt fell for you. You sighed and took out a cigarette. You lit it and inhaled.
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A biting chill ran through the outer layers of your coat, jacket, and sweater underneath like a nipping spear piercing through your wintery armor. A sharp drop in the temperature followed, sending shivers down your backside and running through the lengths of your limbs until your arms shook. And here you thought it was only important to keep your head warm—even that wasn’t going so well.
Despite looking prepared, your body hadn’t adjusted to the harsh temperatures of the Russian winters—yet. You had told yourself that you would get used to the weather in time, but you had yet to make any progress. How Ivan was able to do it, you couldn’t bring yourself to understand.
The early nips of winter had already arrived like a creeping shroud over the little town where you had settled in. Being no more than a visitor, the only thing you had grown accustomed to getting sick more often than you would have liked, and it just so happened that you
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"Am I the only one who thinks that Tino has been acting in a pretty weird way lately?" Mathias wondered aloud. Emil rubbed his chin thoughtfully, and finally agreed:
"You're right. He hasn't even answered the phone, nor visited anyone’s place," the young but clinical Icelander pondered.
Lukas didn't bother repeating the same as his little brother, so he looked at the Swede sitting next to him. Berwald knew about Tino and his things, maybe better than the man himself would have expected.
Berwald gazed back to the trio like asking how he should know the answer. Finally he fixed the position of his glasses a bit before he said with his calm tone of voice:
"That's a good question... However, Tino hasn't said anything to me, either."
Mathias scratched his wildly growing hair while he pondered the mystery.
"On the other hand, his birthday is coming soon... Maybe the old scars are too painful for celebrating, and he backed up into his armor? His history is far from calm and boring..."
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The ground beneath you felt very muddy. You felt something wet touch first your fingertips then your arms.
Then in almost the same second, a huge wave of water splashed you.
“Eeek!” you screeched as you were rudely woken up.
You looked to your torso to find that the splash of water came from a river near you.
Noticing you were drenched to the bone you got pissed. The water was freezing and the river just HAD to splash you.
You looked down to your shirt seeing very perky breasts staring back at you. “Really? Just my luck. My boobs are sticking out and my favorite shirt is multicolor-“ You stopped and did a double take on your shirt.
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Every time you were invited, you got nervous and turned it off.
You could handle the party, maybe you were actually a party girl inside, but there was only one reason why you never went to any party.
No, you didn't hate him, it was actually the opposite. You adored him. But ever since you realized your feelings, you were worried he would break your heart like the others did. So your best chance was to avoid him, or just not go to any party he did.
It wasn't until you got a message from your friend about her birthday party, when you knew you had to go. Even if he was there or not, he couldn't come between you and your friend. So, you went. And now, your standing alone.
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Dear (FirstName) (LastName),
It has come to our attention that you have an outstanding amount of supporters in our “Build-A-Country” computer game. In fact, you have created an uproar to which hundreds of thousands of people have donated money to building your country on a recently discovered island in the Pacific. We request you attend the next World Meeting to integrate and acquaint you with the other countries.
Hetalian United Nations
You folded the letter up after reading it for the billionth time, making sure it wasn’t some kind of joke. You tucked it into your pocket, and looked at the big wooden door that stood before you. The door was engraved with the letters: HUN. Hetalian United Nations? What the hell is that, exactly? United Nations was mentioned God knows how many times in history class, but what is Hetalian? This whole ordeal seemed less legit every time you thought about it. You had never even seen this place
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Little did you know that you had actually passed him multiple times, since he was only sitting in the corner, waiting for someone to notice.
"Dude, where'd he go?" Alfred asked, glancing around.
"Oh, I don't know, aru. Why is it always so hard to find him, aru?" Yao complained, with a slight frown.
"I I'm right here " Matthew mumbled quietly, hanging his blonde head a little dejectedly. Nobody heard him at all, and went by him yet again.
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Even if you had no intention of getting another pet this soon, you had an idea of a type of cat you’d like; energetic, friendly, and playful. If you had a cat that was more isolated and quiet, it would feel just as empty as it already did around your house. Loud choruses of mewling from the kitten pen made you turn. ‘Well, kittens are playful and energetic,’ you thought to yourself. ‘Not to mention a kitten would have a longer life with me than an adult.’ You decided to give it a try, making your way over to the little pen to stand by Bella.
The woman noticed your presence, patting the spot beside her to come in and sit down. “Make sure Yao doesn’t get in. He’s awfully fond of some of these kittens.” She stated, writing down something on a clipboard you hadn’t noticed she had. Never the less, you took up the available spot in the pen and looked towards each kitten curiously.
The one with the brown paws, tail, ear
Prussia x Canada - Liebe und Einsamkeit"Oi, Mattie!" Gilbert threw open the front door of the Canadian's house, a huge, cocky grin on his face. "Happy birthday! The awesome me brought you a present!! Birdie?" Gil called the blonde's nickname. The house was eerily silent and cold for a place that was usually warm, bright, and welcoming. Closing the door behind himself, he made his way down the hall and checked each room as he passed.More Like This
"Birdie, where are you?" The albino called out; his own voice echoed back to him from the recesses of the seemingly empty house. Upon opening the bedroom door, a strangled cry escaped Gilbert's lips. Matthew lay in the middle of the floor, curled up on his side in a puddle of blood, which also stained his forearms and the front of his shirt.
The small glass statue of an eagle holding a maple leaf in its mouth slipped from Gilbert's grasp and smashed on the floor. He ignored it despite the days of hard work he'd put into creating it and stumbled forward, dropping to his knees by Mattie's side. "M
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Hide-and-Seek With Pancakes
You sighed in contentment, everything was perfect, absolute perfection. You were holding your five-year-old son, Matthew, on your lap. He was sleeping, his arms wrapped as far as possible around your back and his head upon your chest, You were sitting in his playroom, rocking back in forth in the oak rocking chair. Francis, your husband of seven years, would be returning from world meetings anytime now. You smiled and rubbed your baby's blonde-brown hair.
You were beginning to drigt off yourself when you heard a soft knock on the already open playroom door. You looked up to see Francis. You stood, careful not to wake Matthew, and laid Matthew on the carpet with his maple leaf blanket and stuffed polar bear. Francis walked toward you and embraced you in a warm hug.
"Francy-pants!" You whisper-yelled, with a huge, fat simper across your face. He frowned at te nickname, but quickly pressed
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Feeling the truck shaking from one end to another, you wondered why in the world you chose the bumpy dirt road over any other road.
"Because it's the fastest way, of course!" your Canadian friend kept on replying.
You rolled your eyes, tired of hearing the exact same thing. It was the beginning of April and you and your friend Matthew had traveled up to Ootsa Lake in British Columbia to watch the northern lights. It was a dream of yours! And Mattie, being the generous guy he is, proposed some sort of road trip, which you accepted with delight.
But there was a downside: You had to drive through the thick Canadian forest in order to get there. And so far, it had almost been 3 hours since you last set foot on land.
This is getting long...
Matthew insisted he used his good ol' pick up, since he knew the area rather well and said that there was going to be a lot of dirt.
The sun had set hours ago and all you could do now is stare out your window and watch the numerous amount o
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You’re name is _____ _____. You’re hungry. You’re cold. You’ve been kicked out of yet another temporary home by the police. You’re soaked, tired, upset and miserable, the rain sliding down your neck, drenching the contents of your backpack, your pile of blankets tucked under your arm. The cloudy sky seems to be smirking at you, causing the downpour, taking delight in your frustration, the people tucked in their tidy apartments closing the windows so they don’t have to look at you, local businesses refusing to let you in, not even after you claimed to have money to buy something. They could see through your lies. You’re scum, and you don’t belong in a cultured and cosy cafe.
This is what it’s like being homeless in New York City.
This is normal for you.
You meander about helplessly, squinting through the rain. You’ve just been kicked out of your three-month safe haven in the subway; a nice, quiet-ish, empty little room you
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Let me be your guardian.
F.A.C.E x Country!Reader
I saw from the corner of my eyes that he reached up and pulled his glasses off, flipping them and then placing them on the coffee table. " Je veux t'épouser" I heard his low voice say something.
"what?" I looked up at him, his face was all flushed and tainted from that wild red color spreading down his neck and over his ears. "I said.. I want to marry you.." he then says looking at me, Kumajiro walked past us in the hall way but seemed to be oblivious to what was happening.
"y-y-you really want to?" I said feeling tears form in my eyes. "even when I'm so perverted masturbating in your bed?" I sobbed once as I then felt a hand remove the tears from my cheek. "do you think y-you the only one that done that?" my eyes widen as i looked at him.
"...Pervert" I said low making him gasp and turn just the way i want him, hot flushed a mix of embarrassed and angry
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Canada x Reader – Outdated
Summary: Canada Hetaloid gets thrown out for being outdated.
It was just an ordinary day, with the same breakfast you've been eating every day. You were finally out on your own, and situations were tough. The comedians weren't kidding when they cracked jokes about eating granola and top ramen. Though whenever you got sick of ramen, you switched to chicken noodle soup. Anything that was cheap so you could get your college over with. It wasn't that hard, but it did put a dent in your wallet in order to do. Day to day you just went there, did your work, didn't talk to anyone, and went home. Lately, though, you've been seeing less interaction, and a few of these androids running around. You overheard someone commenting they were called Hetaloids or something along those lines. You checked them on your phone and found them to obviously be out of your budget, which disappointed you, but hey, you could always look. There's an especially friendly one you've taken a l
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Break Your Little Heart
2p!Canada x Reader
“Hey Mattie!” The addressed turned to face his brother while raising one of his eyebrows. “What do you want?” He asked as the American approached and wrapped an arm around the Canadian’s shoulders. “You heard about that new hottie in school right? The transferee from ?” Matthew rolled his eyes. “What about her?”
Al grinned. “Well, April fool’s Day is coming up soon so, you know dude, why not play a prank on her little feelings? I’ll pay the bill every time you eat at the mall for three years.” He bribed as the blond wrapped his arms. “I’m not that cheap, bastard.”
In cue, the bell rang to indicate the start of the next period will begin in 5 minutes. “Come on Mattie, just get into it.” Al forced gripping his brother’s collar. “Fine, but I want you to give me $500 dollars every month as well for three years.” Matthew smi
Assumption. [DenmarkxDepressed!Reader] Assumption.More Like This
[Denmark x Depressed!Reader]
WARNING; As with most Depressed!Reader inserts, there are some very touchy subjects. If you don't feel comfortable reading about said things, or if it might bring up skeletons in your closet, I don't advise you read this.
The problem with the world is that people assume things. Assumption is the root of a lot of problems that went unsolved. [y/n] has been the victim of assumption for years now. She hides her insecurities behind a large black jacket that she never seemed to take off.
She was friends with five of the most amazing people on Earth; a group that called themselves the Nordics. Tino and Lukas were her closest friends in said group, but she was relatively close to everyone. She's gone to the movies with them, she's gone bowling with them, she's gone to their house for slumber parties and they've even taken her out to eat with them. Many of those times, Matthias got them kicked out of the restaurant.
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“Are you sure he doesn't want to break up with me?” You asked Lukas, who was currently sitting next to you, worriedly.
“Look, (Your Name). Mathias is an ass, conceited, stupid, an airhead, and annoying, but he does love you.” Lukas said.
“How do you know?”
“I just know.” His mouth twitched up for a split second, but then went back to the straight rigid line it always is.
Tino played the last chord of the song. Berwald and Emil were standing behind him with their arms crossed.
“I know you want this to be special, Mat. But really? You guys have been awake whole night long!” Emil exclaimed while Berwald only grunted in agreement. Tino was falling asleep on the guitar. Mathias sighed.
“I know, I know. I’m sorry.” He said as he ran his hands through his hair.
“It turns out you are a mess!” Joked Lukas as he poked his head through the door. “Your girlfriend think
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"Class, were getting a new student. He's from Denmark, so he might be shy and not know the English slang, so try not to use any." Mr. Kirkland said with an unusual smile. You figured it was because the new kid could walk in any moment and Mr. Kirkland didn't want him shouting at Alfred or Francis to be the first thing the new kid saw. The principal knocked in the door and gave Mr. Kirkland a nod before opening the door fully to show the class the new student. He was a tall blonde with blue eyes. All the girls began to flutter their eyes at him, giggle, and try to get his attention without seeming desperate. You, on the other hand, just continued to doodle on your notebook paper. This different behavior caught his eye. "This is Mathias Køhler. He is your new student." Your principal announced before leaving.
You remembered that day like you remembered the day your graduated elementar
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Several blonde heads spun around from their focus on the contents of the bar in front of them, only to be greeted by the sight of a [h/c] girl staggering around the room on the arm of a flustered Belgian. Bella was obviously struggling to contain her totally inebriated friend, who was lurching determinedly towards the group of Scandinavian men at the bar. Berwald was emanating a sinister aura as he hunched darkly over his glass, with an unconscious Tino slumped over the counter beside him. Lukas and Emil seemed to be engaged in another sort of passive-aggressive dispute, exchanging slurred quips over their freshly refilled drinks. Mathias, beer in hand, had swiveled appreciatively around on his stool to face the oncoming spectacle head-on. Several other familiar faces were having a drink as well, including the German brothers, two tipsy Italians, and a good number of the allied forces.
Alarm flashed across Bella's face upon sighting the large numb
Denmark x Depressed!Reader - Who You Really Are Two weeks.More Like This
Two weeks since you had stopped texting him every day.
Two weeks since your skin had started to grow paler.
Two weeks since you started to wear baggier clothes than usual.
Two weeks since your voice softened and you didn’t speak as much.
Two weeks since a certain Dane had been worried sick about you. And the list could go on.
Matthias honestly didn’t know what to do. What had caused you to change? Did something happen? He didn’t know. And it was killing him.
Ever since two weeks ago, your behavior had changed. Instead of being the loud, laughable, fun person that you always were, you had started talking less, and always seemed to think before you said anything, which was far from being the I-always-say-what-comes-to-mind-first-with-no-regrets _____.
Let It Snow [Jack Frost x Reader]You stared at the thermometer on the wall across from you in dismay as sweat dripped down the contours of your face, over the swell of your nose and falling down into the carpet. The red bar was all the way up to a whopping 98 degrees Fahrenheit, or about 36 degrees Celsius—and it certainly was obvious with the air conditioning in your house being broken. Of course, the fact that said house always had something wrong with it and why your father had decided to drag your family out in the middle of nowhere was still a question you pondered about seven months after the move.More Like This
Wiping more beads of sweat from your flushed skin, (h/c) sticking to your forehead in damp clumps, you gave a small groan and fell back onto the couch in defeat. A fairly nasty heat wave had decided to stop by your area now that it was the middle of summer, correlating just perfectly with the sudden malfunctioning of your house's air conditioning. What made the situation even more lovely was the fact that your p
More Than A Nip [Jack Frost x Reader]Ice skating.More Like This
Whoever had invented the idea in terms of it being a "fun way to pass the time" was a complete and utter idiot.
Stumbling around on the surface of a frozen lake on too-tight for comfort ice skates that squeezed and pinched your feet in the most uncomfortable way as you waddled around like a penguin was not your idea of fun. It was the complete opposite. It was horrendous, absolutely exhausting, humiliating, and just completely and utterly a waste of your valuable time.
Then again, being that you had moved out to the middle of nowhere right when winter had decided to kick in, it wasn't like you had anything better to do.
You sighed as you plopped down on the lake's edge, which was covered with a thick blanket of snow, and stretched out your aching feet with a groan. Your name was (first name) (last name), and your father had decided out of the blue to move your family out into the old farmhouse his best friend had grown up in many years ago, just for a more…rustic ap
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"It's over, (Name)." "Well, then-" "You're too boring and annoying! You never want to get drunk or have sex or anything! Always want to play video games or read books and 'bond', then talk my ear off about your day; I'm sick of you!" With those venom-filled words, the man walked away, his steps quick and angry. In his wake, (Name) was left with tears streamed from her usually bright (e/c) eyes. Though, the actual break-up wasn't that caused the rivers, it was the words that she wondered if were true. Her boots hitting the pavement lightly as she ran, not even thinking of where she was going. Soon the young woman found herself in a park, deserted. With a minuscule smile, she recognized it as the park she met her best friend, Matthias, in when they were very young. The smile fell as she kept thinking about what her ex said and she plopped down on a swing to cry her heart out.
"Huh, (Name) hasn't texted me back... It's been hours! She always texts me when she get home," A certain Danish
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Nervously you paced back and forth inside the small bathroom in your one bedroom apartment. You were near tears as you waiting for your fate to be determined by the small white contraption called a pregnancy test. Normally a girl would be overjoyed to have a child; well yeah if that woman was married! Not only weren't you married, but you weren't even dating the supposed father.
No you were not a floozy, in fact far from it when you were sober.
"Hey _________, have a drinking contest with me!" shouted your Danish crush. He let out a hiccup and took another swig of beer.
You laughed already on your tenth beer. "Sure!"
Making out on the table to doing unspeakable things in Gilbert's guest bedroom.
~end of le flashback~
It wasn't that you didn't like Mathias, it was the simple fact that you weren't together. And you didn't know the first thing about raising kids. You simply were not ready for this. But you couldn't get an abor
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"I saw an advertisement" She muttered in a monotone voice, picking up a drenched leaflet. "For a...Zimmermädchen or something... what on earth is that?" Gilbert just laughed harder at her accent in German.
"Whu come in..." he smirked at Ludwig who at the moment wanted to do a face-palm. Ludwig closed the door behind (Name) looking as if he had been slapped on the face with a dead fish.
"You have no idea liebe, you came in on the perfect moment" Gilbert snorted. "Wait till Anotonio and Francis hear about this..." He smirked.
(Name) looked at them blankly, she sighed.
"I don't really care... at the moment I'm just looking for a job, OK? So tell me what is this... thing...?" Ludwig shook himself out of his thoughts, shot another glare at Gilbert and strode forward, back to where he was standing, glaring at the scenery. "Just say yes or no" (Name) snapped, treasuring her time in a warm place.
"Well... I think we should tell her wha
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(Name) narrowed her eyes at the Italian. "I'll eat myself grazie" Feliciano looked horrified at her horrible pronunciation
"No bella its grazie, like gratsie..grazie" he said Ludwig muttered something to himself before stuffing a spoonful in (Name)'s mouth. Her face went red.
"Oooh bella is bushing"
"No you idiot it's hot" (Name) snapped. She turned to Ludwig "I can eat myself"
"Fine, be my guest, I'll happily watch you fail at holding the spoon" Ludwig snapped
(Name) glared at him. Bit by bit the food was finished. At the end, Name) lay down, her eyes closing, this time not from hunger or pain but from sleepiness. She drifted off to a peaceful sleep.
(Name) woke up, the first thing that crossed her mind was that she was comfy, wrapped in a warm blanket with that early night feel in the air. She gave a sigh, snuggling in deeper and just stayed there. The l
2p!PrussiaXReader ~Awesome~The man crawled from the warmth of his bed, and looked into the mirror that sat on the wall mocking him. Grabbing a comb off the dresser, he ran it through the dull white hair atop his head. His light blue eyes shifted towards a picture tucked into the frame of the mirror and small and unnoticeable smile tugged at his pale and thin lips.More Like This
His fingers traced the happy little smile forever frozen in time in the faded photo. Drawing his hand away he nodded, what seemed to be a silent contract that he’d made with himself.
This man that stood in the middle of his small room now, might have appeared confident, but inside was a battle that he waged with his self every day. Although he was never ashamed of what he would do or what he’d done in his past.
A past that he’d never tried to keep hidden or fluff up to something it wasn’t. Not like that damn Gilbert on the other side. If you listened to him, you’d th
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
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After lunch the morning after (name)'s dream, Lukas and Emil were hanging out with her at her place. (Name) had tactfully hidden the picture of Lukas under her bed and was sitting in-between the brothers while they watched some recorded Christmas movies. While the three were watching the Christmas movies, (name)'s cell phone rang. She dug through her pocked and picked her way off the couch and into the kitchen. She looked at the caller ID. It was Vladimir.
(Name) answered the phone. "Hello?"
"(Name)! What's up? Are you busy?" Vlad asked.
"Uhm… I guess not really. I'm just hanging out with Lukas and Emil right now. We're just watching Christmas movies. Care to join us?" She asked. "Think of it as making up for skipping out on the movie."
"Is it ok if I bring a friend?"
"The friend that you ditched us for?"
"It sounds so harsh when you put it like that." Vladimir whined. "But yes."
"Sure! I'd like to give him a piece of my mind." (Name) said jokingly.
Vladimir laughed. "All right.
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QUICK ANNOUNCEMENT! This is the Human AU. You will undertand why I said this when you begin reading.
Also, what is in italics is a flashback.
You stiffened. You should have seen this coming, especially after Gilbert opened up to you. It was only a matter of time before he asked. You sighed. Might as well get this out of the way, right? Maybe Gilbert would understand. Maybe talking about it to him would help where years of therapy didn’t. And maybe Gilbert is the personification of Prussia.
You sighed and put down your fork. "In a way, I suppose she is right."
"What do you mean?" Gilbert asked.
"When I was four, my dad walked out on me and my mom. I still have nightmares of when it happened." You looked at Gilbert. "My parents got into a huge fight. Not like the one where dad would beat mom. No. It was about me. My parents were teen parents. My father was in
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Luciano walked swiftly up to the door, checking to see if it was locked. He smiled as he saw that it was. He knew you were safe. He entered the basement through the hidden door and froze as soon as he heard you crying. “Z-Zio Flavio! I-I want my papa!” You cried over and over. Each time came the soft reply, “I know, bambina, I know…”
Luciano hurriedly walked in and felt his heart break at the sight of you balling your eyes out in Flavio’s arms, and Flavio trying to comfort you. He tapped his boot twice on the concrete floor, seeking your attention. You looked up and your face brightened drastically. Tears still streamed down your cheeks and Flavio set you down, smiling slightly.
You ran up to Luciano who knelt down to your level and held out his arms. You ran into his awaiting embrace and wrapped your arms around his neck as he bear hugged you, happy to see that you where here, you were safe. Luciano tilted your chin up so you could
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The snow settled on the ground peacefully. It was Christmas Eve and everything was perfect.
Well, almost everything. The fact was, a Finnish man and his (nationality) girlfriend were arguing over the issue of Christmas again.
“Why are you never here?” you screeched at him, “I go to celebrate with you every year just to have you gone all night! Do you know how frustrating that is?”
Your (h/c) was damp from the shower you just had. Upon getting out, you saw your loving boyfriend getting ready to leave like he always did this time of year. It had seemed even worse ever since you had moved in with him or perhaps you just noticed more now.
“Listen (Name)...” he pleaded, “I can’t tell you just yet. It hurts me to keep it away from you but it will come in time.”
“NO! I’m sick of you leaving every Christmas Eve! We may as well break up if you can’t tell me!”
Tino sighed gently, “Tomorrow. I&
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Germany X Reader
Prisoner Part 3
Eventually they got (y/n) in her own clothes and back in her cell. Even though that girl could be a major pain in the… Germany couldn’t help but fall for her. She was cheery like Italy, had a strong work ethic like him, and good strong morals like Japan. She was nothing like the Allies.
“So vhy do you put up with them?”
“I don’t. They treat me like a delicate doll instead of a soldier. It’s so frustrating!” (y/n) kick the mirror causing it to shatter.
“I’ll clean that up later…”
“I’m not a scared, weak, little girl like they seem to think I am.”
Germany leaned his head between two bars. (y/n) continued with her rant.
“I’m tired of it all. I don’t know why I even try anymore… but when I’m with you I don’t feel like that… when I’m with I have a purpose
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Months had passed since that night at the pool. Neither John nor Sherlock or yourself had spoken of the incident and thankfully, you were glad that they never brought it up. That night had scarred your mind. Some nights you would wake up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat after dreaming that you were back in that pool, drowning. Sometimes your dreams would be different, worse than drowning. That night would replay in your subconscious mind, though the events in which took place would twist into monsters of the night, shaping the incident into something that never actually happened, but would seem so real. In this horrific nightmare someone always died, either you, John or Sherlock. One of you three would always die along with Patrick. Oh, how his face haunted you whenever you closed your eyes, it was all you could picture, his ice cold face with ice glazed hazel eyes, staring into your eyes as though he were blaming you: that this was your fault.
Over these passed months Sherlo
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Sick School Projects
Lukas x Reader
Just a mild alert:
I might make Norway a little out of character here so I'm really sorry about that. –bows down apologetically-
The doorbell rang the moment you released your hold. You stood in front of a rather large mansion owned by your supposedly partner for your school project, Lukas Bondevik. It's not like you can escape being his partner. You two were the last pair of individuals left in the classroom at that time and you can get what happened next.
Ding dong! Ding dong!
You've been outside the house for a good ten minutes already and no one from inside cared to answer the door. "Lukas! Answer the door now!" You shouted banging the door three times. Still no answer. "Whatever! I'll be doing the project on my own! INDIVIDUALLY!" You emphasized the last word before turning around to leave until you heard the door open "Finally, I wa—Oh, hi Emil." The silver-haired boy stood at the doorway with an annoyed express
Brokenhearted Girl~Italy x Reader"I NEVER LOVED YOU, YOU WERE A MASSIVE MISTAKE!" Arthur roared at me. Tears streaming down my face,my hands covered my face teardrops falling through.More Like This
"Tell me you don't mean that! P-please don't do this.." I said, my voice quivering. Arthur slammed a bag down on our bed,stuffing all my clothes into it. 'How did we even get into this argument in this first place?,' I thought 'Oh yeah, it was all that bartenders fault, telling him I was having an affair with someone, when I wasn't!. He never believes me when I say things, so this just made me realise he doesn't trust me at all'.
He face was full of rage and disgust and it was all aimed at me. As he stuffed my clothes into the bag I tried pulling his hands away. Suddenly, SMACK!
Silence filled the room as I placed my hand upon my cheek. My eyes glistened as more tears fell. I turned and ran, I could hear him calling me but I didn't turn back. Maybe it was best if I hadn't tried to stop him from throwing me out, maybe it was best that I h
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"Where are you?" You asked impatiently into your phone. There you stood in a crowded ice rink all alone. You had already been waiting for over twenty minutes for your friend before you decided to call her.
"Well, lets just say I won't be at the ice rink tonight." She began, sounding hoarse.
"Why?" You asked.
"I'm sick. I'll save you the details, but lets just say I became sick recently." She explained.
"Oh Are you okay? Do you want me to come over?" You asked, worried about your friend.
"No, ____________. Stay at the rink! Have some fun! I'm there with you in spirit!" She said as she hung up the phone.
So much for a girls night out. You took a look around the packed arena. There were two large rinks, an arcade, and a small snack bar. What were you supposed to do without your friend? You didn't want to look like a complete loner out on the ice, but you didn't want to drive all the way home and have come here for nothing. Taking another glance at your surrou
CanadaxReader: Set Us Up!I just had to be the shy type. I admired the boy from afar as he sat underneath the large maple tree in the park. Matthew Williams was his name. He was somewhat of a scrawny guy with blonde hair and indigo eyes. He had an interesting curl in his bangs that was always covering a little bit of his face. While I admired him, I felt bad for him at the same time. I watched about five people trip or step on him as he tried his hardest to just relax. It seemed as if nobody ever noticed him. I wanted to walk over and say hello. I wanted to think that it would brighten up his day.More Like This
But nope. I was way too shy.
Later on that evening, I was spending the evening having a "girl's night in" with my friend, Morgan. We weren't much of the large party types, so if we ever hung out, it was at either one of our apartments watching movies and scarfing down popcorn. That night, she came over to my place carrying a plastic bag that was possibly over its capacity.
"_______!" she e
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You hated your job. Your boss was an ass, the work was sleep inducing and your colleges had the attention spans of goldfish. There was only one thing that got you through the day.
The thought that after work, you had a nice warm bath to look forward to. And your boyfriend, though after a long day of work, he was second to a relaxing bath.
"Maaaaaaaattie. I'm home." You trilled, kicking off your shoes and throwing your briefcase to the floor. It made a small thudding sound, nearly sending a lamp toppling over. You shuffled through the house, looking for your reclusive Canadian boyfriend.
He was nowhere to be found. Which was normal, he was always heading off to the woods. It wouldn't surprise you if he was part tree and part bear. Then again, he might be a decedent of the Yeti.
Giggling at the idea, you hurried into the bedroom. Grabbing your undergarments, you stripped, wrapping a towel around your body. You peeked into the living
Canadaxreader - Just the way you areYou sat on your bed, listening to music while scrawling random doodles in your notebook. The weekends in this school year had so far brought nothing but boredom for you. Well, except for the days when you went out with your friend, Matthew. Sometimes his brothers Arthur, Francis, or Alfred would tag along, causing a lot more "excitement", for lack of better word. Honestly, you enjoyed any time spent with the quiet Canadian, even if it meant spending time with his wacky family.More Like This
As your mind trailed off the way it usually did, you suddenly got a message from said Canadian on a chat program. You smiled and picked up your laptop.
"Hey, Mattie! Hows it going?"
"Pretty good. How's your weekend, eh?"
"It's okay, I guess."
"That's good to know. Hey, isn't the semi-formal coming up for school? Are you planning on going?"
You sat up suddenly. You had completely forgotten about that. You racked your brain, trying to remember if you had any plans on that day. You had really been meani
Accents - Canadaxreader"Hey, Mattie..." You said, trying not to giggle.More Like This
"Could you uh... Could you read off this list of words for me?"
Canada took the list of words of from you and looked over them. He looked confused. "These aren't difficult words or anything..." he thought to himself. But he figured he'd humor you .
If he only knew...
"About" he started, raising a brow at the giggling girl.
"Sorry." you said, answering his silent question. "Continue, please."
"Um... Okay. 'against'."
She chuckled a little louder at this. The usually patient Canadian was starting to get a little irritated, but you motioned for him to continue.
You broke, bursting out into a fit of laughter. Canada also broke.
"Now, just one minute, missy! What the heck is so gosh darn funny?!" he demanded, still using that gentle tone.
"Ha ha, I'm sorry, Mattie. It's just... Aha ha... Your accent! It's so cute!!"
Canada suddenly went from being angry to being embarassed. "c-cute?" he questioned.
"Yeah!" you c
Request CanadaXReader Snapped just for youHe couldn't stand it anymore you know. The way that bastard looked at you how his eyes would trace your every movement. It set his teeth on edge. It made him want to punch that man square in the face. But of course he couldn't. No one even notices him anymore. You know, except you. Both of you would steal glances at each other sometimes before HE would block your views from each other.More Like This
Matthew really loved you. He really did, but the people around you don't even notice him, or they do and they purposely mess with him by blocking his view of you. It happened every world meeting. And every time he had a chance of talking with you that bastard would get in the way.
The huge nation stalked your every movement, even as you were leaving. You hated it as much as Matthew did but neither of you could do anything about it. Ivan bullied everyone else into messing with him just for shits and giggles but Matthew took it dead seriously. He never even knew he could scowl until these event
CanadaxReaderMore Like This
This storyline has been in my mind FOREVER
You ran through the building with a worried face. You had slept in this morning
and became late for the world meeting. You had also spilt your coffee on your favorite
shirt, so you became even later.
“Sorry!” You cried as you bumped passed someone.
As you said sorry, you turned around and saw a polar bear. He blinked at you a
few times before turning around to an
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
Origin of Eyeless JackMore Like This
Click… click… click…
Jack continued pressing the button on the remote, idly watching the different channels pop up before changing again. Nothing really came on during the weekends, surprisingly. Nothing but 'Paid Programing' and other TV shows he didn't enjoy. Sighing, the college student rose up from his sofa, making his way to the desk resting against the wall next to his bed. He was already done with homework, finishing most of it in class that day. Unlike his roommate, Jack could get his shit done fast enough to have the rest of the day to himself to do whatever.
He wasn't feeling to play any video games. Didn't really want to drive out anywhere. Swiping his black hoody off his chair, Jack slipped it on and grabbed his dorm keys shoving them in his pocket after closing the door behind him. A nice walk around the campus should do the trick. Fresh air usually calmed him, if not helped him think. Lately he'd been feeling… different. He knew it wasn't his b
Mermaid!England x Reader : Curiosity - Part 4More Like This
"What do you mean by ... Magic?" [Name] asked
"I can use magic ... and it rains in England when I cry" Arthur said, looking down
"I will leave you two alone, da?" Ivan said, smiling
The duo caught a glimpse of his fin as he left. It was like the Russian flag, vertical stripes of white, blue and red, in that order
"So ... will you live with me?" Arthur asked, smiling
She looked down and closed her eyes
"A-Arthur ... I love you, but I can't" She said, shaking her head
"Wh-what?" He breathed "B-but ... you sang back! We were meant to be together!" He wailed
"I can't leave my family and friends behind for a boy!" She said, shoving him off
"B-but ... I ..."
"I'm sorry, Arthur" She said, going into the water
He watched her swim away and he let out a fury-filled scream. He began to cry as he laid on the rocks. He refused to move, hoping she would come back, but she never did. The next day, he was lying on the rock formation. He was pale and he was barely breathing. He was very sick from dehyd
Mermaid!England x Reader : Curiosity - Part 3More Like This
They continued to see each other for some time. A month after their first meeting, it was high time that Arthur learned more about the surface ... as their conversations ended in him complaining about how his friends hated him
"Could you tell me more about the Surface Folk?" Arthur asked, leaning towards [Name]
He was dying to learn more about Humans so he could rub it in his friend's faces that he knew more about Humans than anyone else
"Well ... I don't know where to start!" She said, smiling
"Say the first thing that comes to your mind" He said
And so she began to tell him all about the surface world. Wars, countries, weather, politics, religions, celebrations and so on. Soon the topic came to how Humans breed, and she went dark red as she explained it to Arthur, who also went a little pink in the face
"S-so, tell me about your people" She said, looking down with embarrassment
Suddenly, Alfred's head popped up and he looked at them surprised
"Hey, dude and uh ... dudette!
Mermaid!England x Reader : Curiosity - Part 2More Like This
"Where have you been, aru?" Yao asked, sounding ticked off
He had chocolate brown hair, tied in a ponytail and brown eyes. He was thinner than Arthur, and he was pale. His tail fin was red with yellow star patterns, like the Chinese flag and upon his back was a scar, but he wouldn't say where it came from
"We heard you singing. You know how dangerous it is to do that close to a Human Village" He said, folding his arms
"Aww, come on Yao-Dude ... lighten up. I told him to do it as a dare!" Alfred said, laughing
He had sandy blonde short hair and blue eyes hiding behind rectangular lensed glasses. He was well built and he had a good skin tone. His tail fin resembled the flag that belonged to the United States of America
"That was stupid and dangerous, aru!" Yao shouted
"Oui, you know what savages those humans are. If they found you, they would have put you in one of those Water Prisons and never let you out!" Francis said
He had shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes and a little stubble
Mermaid!England x Reader : Curiosity - Part 1More Like This
Arthur sat on a rock, watching the sky, his tail swaying back and forth, stirring up the ocean beneath him. It was white with a red cross, much like the flag belonging to England. He was very thin, but handsome to say the least. He had bushy eyebrows and gills on the side of his neck. He sighed and began to sing, which was never a good idea. He was close to an empty beach, but there was a town nearby and it was highly likely someone would her and feel compelled to move closer, such is the power of the Siren Song. He took a deep breath
"My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold. There is nothing that can console me but my jolly sailor bold" He sang as he leaned forward to play with the water
Unbeknownst to him, a young girl had just walked onto the beach. She had [h/c] hair, and [e/c] eyes. She was wearing her favourite swimming costume and she could hear his hypnotic singing voice
"Come all ye pretty fair maids, whoever ye may be. Who love a jolly sailor bol
Prussia x Reader - Leave me AloneMore Like This
Request for TSsweets
warning: angst, angst, and more angst
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Give me a chance to miss you
It'll make me wanna kiss you
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
You turn the handle on the apartment you and your narcissistic fiance shared. Work had sucked today, your boss had yelled at you at least five times for something the newbie had done and now your mood was low.
The apartment was small and somewhat crowded even with two people in it. The air that hits you is hot and smells of beer. You let out a frustrated sigh and drop your purse on the dinning room table.
You down four ibuprofen a
Prussia x Reader- The NewbieMore Like This
You clutched your text books tighter to your chest as you walked nervously into this new school. You had been prepared to start your Junior year at your old High school when your plans were interfered with.
You had been living alone for upwards of two years now. One day your parents had up and left without saying a thing. You hadn't seen them since that day but you knew they left because of you. Ever since you had been born you had been a burden to them.
They never had enough money and blamed you for all their problems, it was quite a relief to you when they left. One this day however, the sun was shining out side and like normal you were sitting in your house on the computer when there was a knock at the door.
Curious you got up to answer it, you never had guests nor did you have any friends, behind the door was a regular enough looking man. He had short brown hair and wore a pair of black glasses. He didn't look official but the badge on his jacket told you otherwise.
Romano x Reader- AriseMore Like This
Disclaimer: i don't own the picture, Hetalia, the song, or you. Also there are some ideological sensitive material in here (Suicidal tendencies and drug use) Please enjoy.
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Tell the swine
We will make it out alive
There's a note in the pages of a book
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"This world sucks! I should just leave it, there's nothing here for me anyway." You flinched and fear gripped your heart as he said this and the air you had been trying to suck in got caught in your throat. You hated, absolutely hated when he talked like this. You never knew if he was serious. Plus that hurt, were you really nothing to him? He didn't always talk like this but it had happened before and every time it made yo
Romano x Reader- Love Hate RealtionshipMore Like This
"Hey hermano, can you help me with this tomato?" You were currently in yous tomato vineyard with your big brother Antonio. You were trying to harvest the ripe tomatoes and put them into your large basket but this one tomato was being
extremely stubborn. Antonio came up behind you and looked over your shoulder, "What's wrong chicka?" You grunted as you pulled again on the tomato. Antonio pushed you gently out of the way so he could get a better view of the stubborn
tomato and he crouched down in front of it. "It looks like it's caught up in some other vines that's why you can't get it out. Hand he your knife." You took your small pocket knife from your pants and handed it to your brother, he took it and
proceeded to hack away at the vines barley missing the tomato. "Hey stop! Your gonna hurt the tomato!" You took the knife away from Antonio and took his spot next to the tomato. Carefully you began to cut away at the remaining vines till the
Tomato was at last free. You gently pulled it
Catfish (John x Reader)Catfish (John x Reader)More Like This
[John x Reader one-shot]
----Define what a C A T F I S H is.
Catfish: someone who pretends to be someone they're not using Facebook or other social media to create false identities, particularly to pursue deceptive online romances.
Somewhere in Washington:
-ghostyTrickster [GT] began pestering (chumHandle) [__] at XX :
[GT]: hey ______!
[GT]: i’m so happy to see that you’re online.
[__]: Well of course I’m online, because you’re here ;3
[__]: I always feel so happy when I’m talking to you~!
[__]: Talking to you is definitely the highlight of my day!
[GT]: eh heheheh, yeah, the feeling is definitely mutual.
[GT]: so how are you today?
With a goofy smile, I closed my laptop, letting out a dreamy sigh. I was in the most perfect relationship with this amazing guy named John. Giggling like a schoolgirl, I fell onto my bed, squealing into the bla
Gamzee x Reader x Tavros That girl is mineGamzee ran around the kids place with tickets sticking out his pocket while Karkat Sollux and Tavros facepalmed. "Gamzee must you be such a fucking idiot?!?" Karkat shouted picking up stray tickets as Gamzee won more. Gamzee decided to play some skeeball starting a conversation with the girl next to him. "HeY i'M GAmZeE" he said paying for his game. The girl looked up at the troll smiling "I'm [Name]" [Name] facepalm as the skeeball she just threw rolled back down to her. Gamzee chuckled winning more tickets and handing them to the girl. [Name] smiled and took the tickets as Gamzee bought more tokens to play.More Like This
"Gamzee what the fuck are you doing?" Karkat asked eyeing [Name] "I'm HeLpInG tHe GiRl OuT cHiLl! So WaNnA hAnG wItH uS?" Gamzee asked holding out his hand "Uh..... Sure" [Name] said taking his hand and screaming as Gamzee ran with her "THIS IS MOTHERFUCKING AWESOME RIGHT [NAME]!" [Name] nods and pants as they come to a sudden stop.
Some kids stare at Gamzee but he turns around ho
Cronus x reader ~ servant girl(Name)'s POVMore Like This
My name is (full name), i am indeed a human one of few on alternia. Im am the personal servant of feferi and meenah peixes and eridan and cronus ampora. Well more to feferi you see feferi ordered me on her troll pad when she was 3 sweeps old. I was part of a slave trafficking circuit at the time i was 6 in alternian years im as old as feferi that's why she chose me. I was sent in a box with little food but as soon as i arrived i never left the heiress she adored me. She called me her "moirail" once she broke it off with eridan a few sweeps later , i was treated much better then all the other servants i slept in fef's big fluffy bed with her, i had small bits of jewelry here and there and my clothes were hand me downs feferi altered. My hair used to be short, dry and damaged but now it is almost as long as feferi's its silky and smooth from all the seaweed and pearl oil fef always put in it. Feferi always said "(name) your practically my sister your kind and caring that's w
Meeting ~ Gamzee x ReaderMore Like This
[A/N: THERE ARE ILLEGAL ACTIVITES IN THIS STORY. Gamzee is a stoner, and he does smoke weed in the story. You do not. Again, just clearing that up.]
I logged off Pesterchum and sighed, running a hand through my hair. I had many friends, most of them through the internet, and while I’d only met a select few in person, the one I couldn’t meet was the one I wanted to meet the most. The reason? He lived in California, while I lived all the way in the Midwest. (For the sake of the story, loves.) Of course, we could video-chat, but I’d never get to feel his arms around me, or take in the scent of that stupid Faygo he drank and the weed he smoked, or run my hands through that mess of hair on his head and kiss down his neck and nopenopenope. Derail that train of thought before it gets any further on the tracks.
Anyways, my parents wouldn’t pay for a plane ticket, I had no way of making enough money, and all the friends I’d met were within driv
A simple cup of coffee[DavexReader]More Like This
It’s hard to think that this all started with a simple cup of coffee.
[You were in college working part time waiting tables
Left a small town, never looked back]
You entered the coffee shop, breathing in the deep smell of roasted coffee and cinnamon buns. You sat down at a table near the back, waiting for your server.
He appeared a few moments later, a brown apron tied around his waist. His hair was so blonde it was almost white and he hid his eyes behind a pair of shades. He wasn’t that all that bad looking.
Tapping his pen against the clipboard in his hands, he asked briskly, “So, what do you want?
Shaking your head to clear your thoughts, you ordered your favourite drink. When he came back he was carrying two coffees and a plate of cookies. He set them down and sat down across from you.
“I hope you don’t mind. It’s my break and I’d hate for a beautiful girl like you to sit alone.”
You blushed, which you hid by brin
~Always~ An Italy x Reader One ShotMore Like This
It had been two years, five months, and eleven days since the day the accident happened. Feliciano never could let go of the guilt after he saw you get lifted into the ambulance. He had just been so mesmerized by your sparkling eyes that he hadn't seen the large garbage truck pull out in front of your car. He escaped with only minor injuries, but you now suffered from amnesia. You had been in a coma for the first month and every day a strange man would come and tell you how much he loved you. He seemed so familiar yet so distant. You knew deep down that this man was connected to you in some way.
You woke up in the same pure white bed every day, the first thing in your view was a huge glass vase full of roses. They always brought a smile to your face. You would go over to them and give them water, watching as the drops of water glistened in the sunlight. You would then bathe, dress and go to the same dining area. You'd sit in the same chair in the co
Pure pt.1 (Demon PrussiaXReader)The mayor kicked at the ground as he waited under the bough of the cathedral, shivering as he watched his breath tumble into the air in the form of clouds. Jumping at an owl’s cooing hoot, he sighed at himself. Why had he made a deal with a demon to begin with? The white-haired devil that had offered his help to build the cathedral had finished his part of the bargain and now he had to pay up.More Like This
All he had as a lead to what the demon wanted in return was what he’d said when he’d closed the deal. “Vhatever my eye falls on zhat makes my stone heart pound.” The mayor, thinking that there was nothing that could make his heart pound, shook on it and the huge cathedral was erected in three days on the dot.
“So, vhat have you got to offer me?” The demon asked, appearing behind the stout man with an expectant smirk. As he knew would happen, the man jumped and clutched his heart. “Please don’t do that to me again.” He muttered under his
France x Reader ~Towel Kisses~~Towel Kisses~More Like This
Francis watched as you carefully dabbed your wet lips against your bath towel and wiped away the stray droplets from your red lips. Normally, you wouldn’t bother with putting on lipstick, but tonight had been a special night: it was the same day five years ago when you and your husband had first met.
As you continued to dry yourself, the once strong and hypnotic scent of your body wash had faded and was absorbed into the thick fabric of your towel. All the while, your husband was staring intently at your body without any distractions in between.
“Francis, what are you looking at?” you teased him with an innocent-like voice.
“Only the most beautiful woman in the world,” he cooed with a soft smile. Having already bathed earlier, he was waiting for you to come to bed with him.
However, you had predicted his intentions far before the night had even begun. Seeing as how it was the anniversary of your meeting, you knew your husband had more plans
Soldier!Scotland X Reader ~Dark And Stormy Night~“What the hell is he doing here?” Mr. Saunders, the landlord, shouted his face red with anger as he jabbed a finger at the man slumped in the chair, blood the same color as hair issuing from a wound from his head. You watched from the doorway in your nightie, a candle in your hand casting a small glow about your face.More Like This
The man, Thomas Smith, who had brought him in, raindrops clinging to the coarse stubble on his face and water dripping from his drenched, bloody shirt and matted pants, took off his hat in respect for the Mr. Saunders.
“The man had crawled in from the battlefield, sir. What was I supposed to?” he looked imploringly to the landlord, eyes gazing from you in the doorway of your room, to the people standing dumfounded in the hallway finishing their late-night laundry, and to those huddled at the top of the darkened stair banister and nervously watching.
“You should have left him to die!” the landlord spat and shove
Dad!EnglandxMom!ReaderxBaby!America: Under ControlMore Like This
"Why wouldn't I want to spend a day with my son?" Arthur asked, still annoyed.
"Alright, alright. I'll get going then. Call me if you need anything, and I'll be back later," you said, kissing your son Alfred on the forehead and handing him to his father, and then kissing Arthur on the lips, before walking out the door and to your car.
You couldn't help but feel a little nervous. This was the first time that you had left your husband alone with your son, and you weren't sure if he knew how to take care of a baby properly yet. Nonetheless, you put the keys into the ignition, started the car, and drove off to do your errands.
After (Name) had left, Arthur sighed with relief and locked the front door, chuckling slightly. "Where's Mama?" Alfred inquired curiously with the adorable voice that both (Name) and Arthur loved so much.
"Mummy's gone to do some shopping. She'll be back later," Arthur answered, looking at his son lovingly.
However, upon hearing these words,
N. Italy x Reader: Never let you goN. Italy x Reader: Never let you goMore Like This
First off, this is my first ever Hetalia fanfic. I'm just an avid reader and even though I want to write a fanfic myself, I couldn't because of my past experience with one fanfic of mine that turned into an epic failure. I want to try again if I really have the talent for writing. I'm good when it comes to script-based form, like how William Shakespeare writes his stories/plays. I suck in narrative and descriptive stories but I tried by best here. Hope you like it! If you hate it, blame me. Comments and violent reactions are welcome, after all. Enjoy! : )
1. Pick a character, fandom, pairing, friendship, whatever
2. Put your music program on shuffle/random and start playing songs
3. For each song, write something inspired by the song related to the theme you chose earlier. You have the song length to write. No pre-planning, and no writing after the song is over. No skipping either.
4. Do 10 songs and post. Make sure to include th
France x Reader: Being Loved...Part 2More Like This
You weren't comfortable.
It was all so sudden being invited over to France's home and then staying the night there. It wasn't that you distrusted France or that he himself was making you particularly uneasy...it was just being around the man you adored for so long; that made you nervous.
You coulnd't help but smile a little bit though. As you walked in, an absolutely delightful and all to familiar scent surrounded you.
"Pot au feu.." you said closing your eyes and taking a deep breath.
"Oui~ It has been cooking all day. I know how much you love it so I made it for tonight." he said with a wink.
You managed to will away a blush. God...every time he winked at you it made your heart beat faster...but you couldn't help but stop and think of how many other women he had winked at...how many other hearts he had made thump wildly..yes...it wasn't like you were special or anything.
"Is something the matter __________________?" France asked with concern, raising an eyebrow slightly.
"Oh no. I wa
A Simple Misunderstanding (Fem!AmericaXReader)CAUTION: CONTAINS SWEARING AND YURI. DON'T LIKE IT? DON'T READ IT. SIMPLE AS THAT.More Like This
It was just another day at your high school. Keeping your head down, you shuffled through the hallway from your last class. It wasn’t terrible, but you were happy the day was over. You see, nobody noticed you and that’s how you liked it. Not even the teachers could remember your name. You had but one friend, and over the years you had fallen hopelessly in love with that one person.
Your only friend was a girl by the name of Amelia F. Jones.
She was your opposite in so many ways, but you completed each other. Her vibrant personality complemented your quiet, borderline introverted ways. She was constantly smiling and talking, waving her hands in the air as she told story after story about wild parties and the latest gossip, while you nodded and listened to the best of your ability. When you are around a person like that for such a long time (you had met in seventh grade, and now you were
It's Just A Job , Dude (Haruka Nanase x Reader)More Like This
((Headcanon: Since Haru has a weird obsession with water , I believe that he also has a keen love for the things that reside in it. I also believe that he has a deep fascination for mermaids which explains his wacko behavior in this here fic))
"Mommy! Mommy! Look at the pretty mermaid!" a little girl practically screeched as she pointed at you frantically over the railing.
You put on a smile and waved at her , causing her to shriek in joy and attempt to climb towards you , but her mother quickly grabbed her , reminding her that there was water surrounding you and it was an embarrassment to the family.
You chuckled as the mother scolded her child ,already used to that same little speech. Little children always attempted to swim out to you , whether they could swim or not.
You really enjoyed your job for the simple fact that kids admired you because they thought you were really magical.
"H-Hey you! That's against the rules!" you heard someone yell and you felt water splash against you.
Get moving (RivailleXReader)A piercing, ear-splitting scream cut through the air, your body flailing and struggling fruitlessly against the titan’s grip. It shouldn’t have been a difficult task for you at first glance; it was only a six-foot class after all, but despair had struck you when you ran out of gas. Its strong fingers grasped you tightly in response to your struggling, a blank expression on its enormous face.More Like This
You realised the scream was yours as it repeated on a higher note, getting shriller and shriller the more closer the monster raised you to its wide-open mouth. A sickening smell engulfed you, coming from its mouth. Pieces of…. others were still in there, you saw in panic and great revulsion. Again you struggled and screamed, even resorting to biting the damned thing’s finger – not that it had any effect on him, except for it releasing a mournful wail which blasted your eardrums.
A flash of metal and the swishing click of someone’s manoeuvre gear and- the titan
2pCanadaxReader“Man when I find him I’m going to kill him bring him back to life and kill him again,” (Name) was out of breath but still continued to run throw the snowy forest. She looked to the ground and the trees trying to find some trace of her best friend Mathew.More Like This
(Name) stopped again; she was running for who knows how long. Mathew was bigger, stronger, and smarter than (Name). He was born in this world while she was born in the city which she found to pretty annoying so she moved to the country that’s where she met him. He was blunt, rude, and sarcastic and still is. Mess with the bull and you get the horns that was Mathew whenever he got angry but not this time. This time he ran away in a huff and (Name) set out to find him but he was faster.
“Stupid tracker jerk,” she breathed. Mathew knew the woods and how to hunt though he never really did unless he had to. He was in tune with all the wild life of Canada even had pet wolf named Kuma.
.:Big Birthday:.Baby!Canada x Mama!Reader x Baby!America .: Big Birthday :.More Like This
There is slight France x Reader. If you don't like France, don't read. But who doesn't love that flamboyant Frenchman?
Your alarm clock went off abruptly. Groaning in annoyance, your hand smashed down on the snooze button. With your eyes still closed, you searched for your phone. When your hand landed on the rectangle lump, you turned it on to be greeted by the time, 9:03 AM, in large text and the date in smaller letters. You yawned and placed your phone down in the thin sheets and stretched your arms over your head.
You sighed, and just sat there for a minute. Suddenly, as if a whole house came crashing down on top of you, your eyes widened and you almost screamed. It was Monday. Monday...in July... the first! It was July first!
"Oh God!" You screamed in anguish, almost pulling your hair out of your scalp. You lowered your volume o