CanadaxReader (Fluff!!)Matthew poured maple syrup into a bowl and grabbed a bowl full of popcorn. He set those on the table in front of the couch and TV. Then Matthew went to make two cups of hot chocolate. It was a chilly Winter morning, and you were coming over to hang out.More Like This
A soft knock snapped the Canadian out of his thoughts. He went to open the door, but before he could he tripped over his pet Polar Bear! He fell with a loud crash.
"M-Matthew?! Are you okay?!" You called from outside, worried.
"Y-yeah, I'm fine (Name)..." He got up, told Kumajirou sorry (while calling it the wrong name), and opened the door.
Purple eyes met (e/c) ones.
"Hi Mattie!" You said and gave him a hug. The Canadian blushed and hugged back.
"Hello (Name)..." You took off your shoes and Matthew led you to the living room.
"Thanks for coming over on such a cold day (Nickname)."
You smiled. "No problem! I love hanging out with you anyway!" The two of you sat down on the couch after Matthew put in a DVD to watch. Both of you sipped h
Canada X ReaderYou smiled as you went downstairs for breakfast,you had just had a sleepover with your close friend Matthew,he was a quiet canadian who you had known for a few years.He was shy and had a warm heart,but he wasnt noticed much because his brother Alfred always took the spotlight. Poor Matthew was always cast aside and nobody noticed him,that included his loud and obnoxious brother. You understood how Matthew felt though,you and him were always picked last in games or never picked at all. You didnt understand though what it was like to compete with a sibling for attention,you had none.You also didnt understand why the brothers weren't closer,other friends you knew who had brothers were close,these two were miles apart from one another,it was as if something had happened and they were never the same. You shook your head,it was too early to even think about this,your mind was still fuzzy with sleep so you simply brushed away the thoughts and continued toward the kitchen.More Like This
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I was in her classes but I never talked to her,It's not like she would notice me...almost nobody does or they can't rember my name...The more I notice,she doesn't talk to anyone. She just sits there kind of looking a bit like Lukas,Alfred told me his name, does all the time. She didn't look like she even cared or was even there.
"...Hey! Matt,get up!"
I sat up and relized that My brother was waking me up. He laughed like the hero,he thinks he is, and ran out the room. I got out of bed and walked out of my room into the bathroom. I looked at the mirror and saw something. Me with a bunch of blue marker on my face.
I yelled,or atleast tried, at Alfred. who was satanding at the door laughing. Sometimes he can be such an ass, I ingored him and wiped the marker off my face. I,then, relized that the marker was Permant marker.
I said,but then gave up on yelling at him because it wouldn't have gotten though to him or even make him stop doing this. Just giving him
Canada X Mute!Reader: Costume Party Pt.2More Like This
A/N. Part 2 of my series. This probally makes 0% sense if You just read it like this. So,Read the first part please!
"Huh? A party? Your kidding..."
I said guessing he was just joking.
"No,I'm serious. There's a party and It's suposse to be kick-ass!? You should come with me,It's a coustume party."
Alfred pretty much yelled in his ectixted voice he uses when he's talking to Arthur.
"Sure, When is it?"
I said pretty happily. I'm never invited to party and Alfred doesn't saw just any party is "kick-ass".
"Tommrow! It's going to be sooo kick-ass!"
Man,He really was ethustic about this party.
" I got to go,You have try-outs and I want to get home"
Considering Alfred had football try-outs and when I did get noticed,it was usually by bullies. Man,Prussia could be so mean . Plus,I want to get home so I can take care of my polor bear. Yeah,talk about extoic pets...I couldn't remeber his name at the moment though.
I started walking out of the scho
Canada X Mute!Reader: Costume Party Pt.3More Like This
I was watching from a table I was sitting at with my two annoying,twin sisters. They never stopped about the teasing about not having a damn boyfriend. What that so wrong to not have a boyfriend? No,I have better things to do then act like a whore to please a boy.
I just rolled my eyes a little and watched Matthew Williams,The boy who I danced with. He had had a little too much to drink and was now stummbling over himself. The next thing I saw, Alfred was shaking his shoulder and trying to tell him this "Bro,I think you've had a little too much to drink. You don't want too party to hard! But it's still kick-ass your drinking!" Matthew just looked at him,hiccup a few times and catch his blance on his brother's shoulder.
I thought about stepping in but I think I'll just let it boil a little more. Sometimes,It's a little nice to have two sisters and a brother who likes to fight, I just keep to myself unless someone starts it.
"No,I haven't! I'll tell you when I'
Canada X Mute!Reader: Costume Party Pt.4More Like This
I woke up and I had the worst headache in the world. I said softly to myself as I held my head "Eh! my head hurts!".
My brother must have heard me because he walked into my room and it felt like he was sreaming in my ear "Man,That was the most Kickass,awesome party ever!" I whinced and asked him "What happened...Last night?" He laughed a little and told me a review of everything that happpend to him. I looked at him and held my head, only to turn my face away from him because he was standing in the light. "What happened to me,Alfred?" He told me some "You got some girl's number,I can't remeber her name at the second but she does have some cute sisters and she was in a barbie costume. You were th life of the party too! Oh and when I got home,you were making out with the same girl at the front door. She left right after that. AWESOME!" I just held my head and kept it turned to the side. It really hurt badly and everything felt and sounded at least twenty times louder. Eh,b
Seasons of Love. - Canada x Reader.Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutesMore Like This
Five hundred twenty-five thousand moments so dear
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year?
Was there a meter known as life to be measured? Or life was just lived in the plain old style? You couldn't tell.
Matthew Williams was a very shy Canadian boy you just happen to fall in love with. Unexpectedly.
And it all started with a scale.
In daylights, in sunsets
In midnights, in cups of coffee
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife
In five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure, a year in the life?
If you were talking about measuring life in laughter, you both had thousands of memories made and imprinted into both hearts that would link forever in life no matter where each of you went.
And that was exactly what happened and threw both of you off track.
It was the end of college, where you would finally go out into society to find a suitable j
CanadaxReader .:Since That Day Part 2:.Part 2, yay!More Like This
2001- 12 years old
One the first day of seventh grade, the first day of middle school, I had to clasp my hands together to keep them from shaking. I was so nervous, and everything was so different than what I was used to. Even in my favorite silk top and new denim skirt, I felt that every pair of eyes was on me. Scrutinizing me, judging me. Ridiculing me.
I looked down at my feet, just outside my first period class. My heart raced faster than the Daytona 500, leaving me behind in its dust to try and catch my breath. Easier said than done at the moment.
Matthew came up beside me and gently took my hand in his. I looked up into his eyes, my own glistening. "I'm scared," I told him, holding his hand tightly. It was like his grasp was the only thing keeping me from sinking deeper into the sea of fright.
"So am I," he muttered.
"I looked up over my shoulder, then back at the floor "
Neko-CanadaxReaderNeko-CanadaxReaderMore Like This
The meowing from the cats was loud. There had to be at least thirty cats there.
"Are you looking for a particular type of cat?"
"No. Not really..." You twirled a lock of hair around your finger. "Are there any kittens?"
"Yes!" Elizabeta clapped her hands. "Only one though, the other two where adopted." Nodding you followed her over to a cardboard box.
Inside was a smallish beige and white cat. It had the most vibrant purple eyes you had ever seen.
"This is Matthew. His father, Francis, is that one over there." You looked over at the fluffy white cat.
"Um I'll take him!" Reaching out you patted the kittens head. He blinked up at you.
Elizabeta grinned, "Good choice! Matthew's a bit shy, but he'll warm up to you!"
It was a rather quiet ride home. You kept glancing at the kitten, He had fallen asleep after being put in the carrier. You smiled at the collar around his neck. Elizabeta had given it to you
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"A-Are you okay?" a quiet voice said into your ear. You stood motionless. This was the one person whose voice and arms you weren't expecting. His brother had said he was out, right? You looked up at the Canadian boy holding you. He was blushing a fierce red and worry was etched into his features. You looked back down and slowly nodded your head yes. He obviously knew this was a lie, because his grasp tightened. His brother wasn't kidding when he said Matthew had hockey strength. You appreciated the hug, but you found yourself struggling for air.
"M-Matthew? I-I can't breathe!" you gasped out.
"E-eh?!" he squeaked in surprise before he let go of your body.
Regaining the little air he squeezed out of you, a small giggle escaped your lips. You tried (and failed) to make yourself more presentable before you observed the quiet Canadian. His cheeks were light pink, and he had an awkward smile plastered on his lips. Once he realised that you were looking at him, he brought his blue-violet eye
The Beach- Canada EndingMore Like This
Signed Matthew Williams
You starred at the letter for a few minutes. What who is that? Then an image of your friend Canada popped into your head. You smacked yourself with your free hand. How could you forget Matthew!
He was such a caring man, yet no one seemed to notice him most of the time. Normally you were better at seeing him than most but sometimes even you forgot. So this sweet man had a crush on you? You blushed.
Of course you liked him too, how could you not? Tomorrow you would tell him! You sank into bed and drifted quickly off to sleep.
The morning was bright as you pulled on shorts and a teal shirt. You took a deep breath and walked down the stairs and into the living room. Random nations were milling about not doing much.
"hey does anyone know where Canada is?"
"who?" You sighed and went to find him on your own in the large mansion.
After many failed attempts you finally found the shy man in the sun room, looking out at the lake. It was nearly six by the
HetaliaxReader-Lost my Book-Canada!HetaliaxReader: Lost my Book-Canada has it!More Like This
As the person in front of you became clearer, you noticed it was Canada. (or Matthew Williams as you called him in public)
'Yes! He found it!' you thought. 'Wait...how did he..'
You looked up to see Matthew staring at you with a smile on his face.
"I found this for you. Your book eh?"
You took the book from him, and hugged him tightly.
"Thank you so much Matthew!" he cried. "Where was it?"
He didn't answer. You looked up to him to see her was somewhat blushing.
"I had it (your name)..." he said, fixing his glasses.
You smiled at the blushing Candaian. You grabbed his hand and swung it back and forth. You then leaned near his ear and smirked.
"This WHOLE time..Mattie?" you whispered in your most seductive voice. He looked at you a little nervously. You love playing with him sometimes. He was so easy to tease, yet you never did it to hurt him. He was getting r
Country X Reader: A Little Misfit (Canada)Half way down the hall you heard footsteps behind you. You turn around to see.....More Like This
That was funny. What did the quiet, little Canadian want?
You really hoped he wasn't here to pick on you too......
You gazed into his beautiful blue eyes and said as calmly as you could(you were still getting over the incident in the classroom) "Can I help you Canada?"
He smiled shyly and said "No, I just wanted to check on you."
You thought for sure that he was just misleading you in order to break you down like every one always did.
You just glared coldly at him and said "I'm not an idiot, you know! If you're just trying to break me down, then there are plenty of people who have already done that for you! Don't you guys have anything better to do with your time!?!?!?!?!"
He was taken back, and you saw something in his eyes that you had seen in your own eyes many times before, but you couldn't place it.
Then it dawned on you.
Instead of having your feelings hurt, you had hurt s
Canada X Baby!Reader My Mini Maple Leaf Ch. 1More Like This
Another meeting, and nobody saw him.
Matthew Williams, otherwise (sometimes) known as the country of Canada, walked out of the meeting room, once again unnoticed.
Carrying his polar bear Kuma, he sadly made his way into the cool streets of New York, where the meeting was being held this time.
Next month, it was being held in Vancouver, as if everyone else had remembered his country.
Sighing, Matthew walked down the street to the nearby hotel he was staying at. Without watching where he was going, he ran into someone.
Normally, in a situation like this, Matthew would've been left on the ground to pick himself up, and the person who ran into him or vice-versa, would walk off without an apology of any sort. Half the time he wasn't even acknowledged.
But it was different this time. The old woman (or at least he thought she looked older) peered down at him, bloodshot (e/c) eyes that seemed to once shine. (H/c) locks fell down her face, matted and tangled.
"Please," she whispered
2p!CanadaxReader: Bully and the BulliedYou winced as a rather mean girl shoved you into a locker. Knocking the books out of your hands and sending papers flying everywhere. People laughed as you tried to hold back tears that threatened to fall from your eyes.More Like This
As the hall started to empty it got quieter. Not for the first time that year you felt like you didn’t want to go to class. Along you sat there in the hall, leaning against the cool metal of the lockers.
“Hey girl,” a rough voice said.
You looked up hesitantly. Only to see Matthiu. You heard that he was a bully that liked to beat up people that got on his bad side. You gulped, “Y-yes?”
He smirked at your reaction and crouched down to look at you, “Never seen you around here. What’s your name?”
“_-_________,” you said quietly, pulling your books closer to your chest as if to shield yourself from him and his piecing gaze that hid behind a pair of sunglasses.
“__________,” the name rolled off his tong
HetaliaxReader: Dating Game (Canada)You stared at a flag with a maple leaf on it.More Like This
“Who the heck is that?” Alfred asked from behind you. You sighed in exasperation.
“Matthew,” you whispered to him, “your brother.”
Alfred looked at you in shock. You ignored him in favor of looking for the ghostly nation.
“(N-Name), I’m here,” he whispers timidly. You smile at him.
“Do you just want to leave now?” you ask, hoping he’d agree.
He nods quickly and the two of you leave the other countries in the dust.
You felt very comfortable walking with Matthew. The two of you had been best friends for a long time, and you had wanted to step your relationship up a notch. You hadn’t said anything before because you had no idea if the Canadian would feel the same.
“Did you have a place in mind Matthew?” you asked after a bit of wandering.
Said man blushed a deep red and nodded. “U-Um, Niagara Falls…if that’s okay with you.
Nightmare...[ Canada x Reader ] "That child is alone."More Like This
"He's all alone .so alone will anyone calm that loneliness in his heart?"
Hateful voices worried voices, Matthew has reached his limit. He can no longer stand hearing them, clutching the bear in his arms, crushing the bear against his chest he runs. He runs as far away as he can, as fast as his legs can carry him.
Not caring where he ended up, he just wanted to get away. He could no longer stand to hear all of the pity in the voices around him, biting his lip hard enough blood began to escape from the soft flesh. Ignoring the pain Matthew pressed himself on, he could still hear the voices.
"That child is alone "
No, no, no! He's not alone! He has Kumajiro with him! He has his father France! He's not alone!
"Tch, he's but a mere duplicate of the America fellow."
No he's not a duplicate of America! Of course they look alike, but their tow different people. While America is outgoing and brave, Matthew is merely quite, an
Time of the month CanadaXReaderMore Like This
You curled up in a tight ball clutching your stomach in pain Matthew your boyfriend of 1 year looked at you through the doorway. " are you okay my little Maple leaf do i need to call a doctor? " he asked innocently looking at you. You glared at him your E/c eyes like daggers " Get out now" you said harshly as you pulled the large fluffy blankets over your head and groaned in pain. Matthew's eyes widened at how rude you were to him " _______" he asked sadly walking over to you resting a hand on your shoulder, "please tell me whats wrong " he said now taking a seat on the foot of the bed. " i think im dying " you groaned out "what!?!" he asked rather quickly jumping up off the bed as you let out another groan in pain. As Matthew ran quickly down the hall grabbing the phone quickly dialing a number, "come on pick up pick up!" "hello Kythira speaking" A sigh in relief escaped Matthew's mouth : Kythira i think something is wrong with ______!!!" Kythira let out a soft sigh
A Brighter Future || Homeless!France x ReaderIt was a day like any other one when you had met him.More Like This
A day that you would never forget.
Walking down the busy road, no one would ever notice a homeless person in France.
The homeless rate in France was high, so seeing one in the Underground station wasn't something out of the ordinary.
Why I'm talking about France? Well, this short story is about you and a French man in your home country, who wasn't that lucky with money.
Anyway, let's start with the main story, shall we?
You sighed as you walked down the road to your home.
Finally, your work for today was done and you could relax in your apartment.
Being a high worker of a famous company wasn't a piece of cake!
You had started as a simply worker but had climbed up the latter and were now on of the most famous worker of the company.
But before you would go home, you would go into a cafe and enjoy a cup of tea and some cake, maybe a cupcake too.
2P!CanadaxReader .:Castle of Glass:.More Like This
Take me down to the river bend
Take me down to the fighting end
Wash the poison from off my skin
Show me how to be whole again
"(Name)...? Can I... Ask you something important...?" Matthieu asked quietly as he picked up a small stone and threw it into the river. It skipped twice before sinking to the bottom with a plop!
"Of course," she replied, reaching over and holding his hand gently. He shuttered at her touch. She was so perfect, and he was so... Not. Why had God brought them together? Why hadn't he given (Name) someone more deserving of her kindness?
"I-if everyone in the world suddenly turned against me... If everyone suddenly wanted me dead, and would do everything in their power to get rid of me... Would you be on their side, or would you stay on my side?" Matthieu asked, even more quietly, for he was afraid of what her answer would
Hero (America x Depressed!Reader) P3 [End] Warning: This fan fiction contains sensitive material, such as vivid suicide fantasies and attempts, bullying, and depression. If you think this has any chance of triggering you in ANY way, DO NOT READ. Thank you.More Like This
It had been a week since Hero had started texting you. And honestly, you could say that your life was becoming much better because of him.
He continually encouraged you to do your chores and homework, and when you were done, telling you that you did a good job, and praising you, even though he wasn’t physically there. He always asked how your day was, and how you were doing. Always knew when you were lying, and when you were, asked you the question again to see if you had changed your mind about telling him. But if you didn’t, then he wouldn’t push it; he would give you your
Hero (America x Depressed!Reader) P2 “- and if you call now, you could save big! So call this number at –“More Like This
Your hand slumped against your alarm clock, successfully turning it off. Groaning, you rubbed your eyes of any sleep, and slowly hoisted yourself out of your warm cocoon of blankets. Shivering at the sudden lack of warmth, you quickly got up, or, well, as quickly as your sluggish legs could carry you, and headed into the bathroom, shutting the door behind you, and then turning on the shower.
Once you had peeled all of your clothes off, you carefully placed yourself under the warm water, letting it fall on your exposed skin, and then to roll down into the drain below. Letting out a content sigh, you stayed like that for who knows how long, just letting your limbs warm up and for your eyes to become more alert. Despite getting to bed early the night before, you were still tired, for you had missed so much sleep tha
Hero (America x Depressed!Reader) P1 You gasped as a body suddenly collided with your shoulder, causing you to stumble and drop all of your books and papers. As you lifted your head from the ground and looked up, you found that no one was looking down at you, waiting for their chance to apologize. Sighing, and thinking that you should have known better than to even hope that somebody had noticed you in your vulnerable state, you started to gather your fallen things up. You winced as you reached out with your right arm, since it had been the arm that you fell on. Ignoring the pain, you clumsily picked up your remaining things and stood up, careful to not hit anyone around you. When you were finally upright, the bell rang, and your eyes flew wide. You were going to be late for class!More Like This
Scrambling around the few remaining students in the hallways, you ran to your next class, wincing when you landed too hard and pain shot through your arm. When you finally made it to your next c
2P! England x ReaderMore Like This
You where now in school and the thing you hated the most about it was the other kids your age. You where now [Age between 15-18] and in high school, the other girls in your classes though that they would be funny by starting to pick on you. Only...the girls got other kids in your school to start too and soon the whole school (except the faculty cuz they just ignore it) was picking on you. Making your life once again miserable.
You thought you had escaped it when Oliver took you home with him that one day when you where 4 years old, but you guess not. This has been going on for about 5 months now and it was really taking a toll on you and you started convert back to your old self except blocking everything out...locking all your emotions away until there was a point in your life again where someone would be able to unlock them again.
Oliver was noticing the changes day by day as you continued to go to school...you weren't smiling the beautiful smile he had fallen in love with, you weren
2P! England x Little! Reader ~Request~More Like This
A/N:Ummm I didn't say how old you are but probably around 4 years old since you can talk.
You sat at home, alone like usual, waiting for your abusive parents to get home at the same time they usually do. Around 9:30 PM they would come home either drunk or high on something and then the would proceed to beat you until either you or them fell unconscious, normally them.
8:30 PM came around and your parents where home early, the smell of freshly baked goods came wafting through the house!
Your mother came in first and came into the kitchen/Dinning room where you sat on the floor shaking violently. You look up at your mother who was obviously high because her normally small brown eyes where inhumanly large and she was smiling at you bright blue frosting covering her lips as well as parts of her teeth.
"[Name]...do you want a cupcake?" She asks as your father walks in eating a cupcake with bright pink frosting.
"N-N-No thank you mommy..." you say your voice getting smaller and
Request: Chubby! England x Reader “New semester, you know what that means, right Arthur?" she calls to me a bit more cheerfully than I believe necessary. She rests her small hands on top of my atrociously plump arm. "Arthur?"More Like This
"What?" I reply in a tone more bitter than I normally carry.
(y/n) looks away from me, obviously hurt by my brusque approach. "I was asking you what class you have next period. You know...since our semester classes have changed."
I blush slightly at the thought of my next class. Should I even bother telling her? She'll probably end up thinking I'm more of a fatass than she already does. But her eyes are like those of a doe: big, bright, (e/c), and so full of pleasant innocence. I look down to avoid eye contact with her as I answer, "C-cooking."
(y/n) let's out a hurtful chuckle, obviously mocking me and extra weight. She playfully punches my arm, causing the extra flesh there to jiggle more than it would for anyone else in
Artist!America x Artist!Reader Once in a LifetimeMore Like This
Artist!America x Artist!Reader
Setting down your paintbrush on a table, you took the chance to take in your finished art work. On the canvas, a pair of bright, powder blue irises stared at you. The portrait you had painted was of your ex-boyfriend, who you had recently broke-up with. Sighing, you walked to your bathroom with the dirty brushes and set them in the sink to wash later. You combed you fingers through your (h/l) (h/c) hair to remove all the dried paint.
"Haha ." you let out a halfhearted smile, seeing the blotch of red paint on the tip of your nose. It was the type of thing you would have laughed at with Alfred.
Alfred F. Jones, that was the name of your ex. You had dated him for nearly 5 years, after meeting him in your junior year of high school. Up until you met him, you had thought you were going to be alone for the rest of your life. You had dated several other guys, but you couldn't say that y
Little!Reader x Austria- Curse Words~6 years old~More Like This
She rushed around the house looking for him. Peeping her head in all the rooms she passed, she still couldn't find the dark haired man. With a huff she crossed her arms and pouted, wondering with her six year old mind where he could possibly be. She beamed when she came to the answer, and rushed in the direction of his room. Why she hadn't checked there first she didn't know.
"Vatti!" she squealed in happiness and jumped on Roderich's bed, directly on top of him. He shot out of his sleep immediately with a pained sound and stopped himself from the curse word that played at his lips.
"A-Ah," Roderich gasped, trying to regain some of the breath that was knocked out of him by (Name). He reached for his glasses on the nightstand and propped them on his nose so he could gaze up at his daughter.
"W-What is it, (Name)?" Roderich asked as he lie there in stunned pain.
"I'm hungry!" she chirped and Roderich's eye twitched.
"I'm hungry!" she repeated, only to be lifted off o
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Ditzy Doo paused in making dinner, the grey pegasus's body stiffening as her eyes widened in shock. Turning, she looked at her daughter Dinky Doo and blinked slowly. She held her breath for a moment, slowly counting to five before letting it out. In her head, she had known this day would come, but she had hoped her little filly would be older.
Ditzy Doo knew about how the other foals made fun of her due to her mother being 'special'. As cruel as the foals Dinky's age were, they would grow out of this stage eventually. The real painful barbs were from the mares and stallions around town. The aghast looks and the back-handed compliments towards them both when they were out shopping or having dinner. The whispered conversations and darting looks. That hurt them both far more because at times they would even say such things to their faces.
But they long ago stopped letting it phase them. Dinky knew all too well her mother understood and comprehended far more than t
South Italy x Reader-Independent WomenSouth Italy x Reader-Pride Doesn't Count For Much If You're DeadMore Like This
Crack that teaches a lesson. It does say the gd word for you religious folks, so don't read if you may be offended by that.
[At Lovino's house.]
"Lovi!" You happily greeted as said Italian answered the door.
"What do-a you want this time ragazza?" He mumbled while glaring mildly at you.
"Oh!" You eyes lit up in happiness. "I bought you some flowers!" You grinned and revealed the flowers from behind your back. "It's the least I could do."
"Oh (Your name)! Hola!~" Antonio appeared behind Lovino and grasped him in a hug, resting his chin on Lovino's shoulder. "Where did ya get the flowers?"
"Oh, I bought them for Lovi at that one flower shop down town! I got him a watch too!" You smiled and pulled said present out of your pocket. Lovino's frown deepened and he blushed a
HetaliaXReader I Will Always ReturnI Will Always ReturnMore Like This
*3 months before*
"Goodbye guys. I'll miss you." I said turning towards the nations.
"Bye [Name]. Hope we'll see you again dude."
"Don't leave [Name]. You are the only one that can get me out of training."
"Italy, training is good for you. It makes you a stronger country."
"[Name], don't forget me. You are my Big Sister."
"Why would I forget you, Liechtenstein? I'll always remember you."
"Goodbye, [Name]-san. I hope we can go to another anime convention one day."
"So do I Japan."
"[Name], you are the only girl I knew that vould not skip out on training. Keep training vhen you get back home."
"Don't worry. I will, Germany." As everyone said their goodbyes, I started to feel more and more sad. I had to go back to my dimension after about two years of living with the countries. One country hasn't even spoken up yet, Britain. I was the only one who could eat his food and see his magical friends. The only person who could understand him. I walked up to him as he was the
ChinaxMaid!Reader - Truth or DareMore Like This
It was just another day at an unproductive World Conference in the country of France, when the Countries started a feisty game of truth or dare...
"Fine, I pick dare," China said stubbornly.
"Alright," France said as he reclined back into his seat, "I dare you to confess your feelings to whom you love~" Prussia and Spain smirked, and averted their eyes to the tall Russian man sitting patiently with his usual creepy smile.
"Da, go on, you can tell Russia how you feel. We can become one then." Russia assured contently.
"AIYAH, NOT YOU, ARU." China blushed, burying his face into his hands. America rolled his eyes and smacked Spain and Prussia lightly across the head. "Not the Commie, dude. We mean (__f/n__)!" The American turned to China, "You do like her, right?" Everyone pivoted their attention to China.
"You've... got the hots for one of the maids working here?" Prussia asked raising an eyebrow, "Wow, China, that's kinky. I never knew an old man like you was
ReaderXPoland Drabble/One-ShotMore Like This
You put a finger to your lips in silent contemplation. You had decided to finally spare the time and money to do a little self-indulged clothes shopping. The only problem with the seemingly simple scenario was that you've never actually done it before. Rather, your clothes over the years have been hand-me-downs from your family. You found it rather embarrassing, standing in a store not knowing what your exactly looking for. But you were determined to do it, and so here you were in front of a rack of shirts that caught your eye.
Scanning the rack left you blind to a certain cross-dressing country that happened to stroll in, wearing a lovely little skirt to boot. Poland was no stranger to you, however. He had surprised you when you first saw him by acting very shy and anxious. After all you'd heard about him from Italy, you assumed he'd be more extroverted when meeting people. That was, until
Canada x Night Owl!Reader: Double Life 3More Like This
"Hey Mattie are you going to work today?"
"No it's a free day so I can spend time with you." He said. You didn't go out when it was one of Matthew's free days since it was a time you both could spend time with each other. You looked out the kitchen window and saw the clouds were gray and the sky wasn't bright raindrops were pouring out fast.
"Hey Matt you wanna go outside on the patio?" You asked. "It's a nice day today isn't it? It's calm and soothing, just the way you like it."
"Oh sure let's go." He grabbed a blanket and walked out the kitchen and out to the patio you both sat on a soft comfy couch. Matthew laid his head on your lap as you stroked his hair. The backyard was filled with the only sound of rain pounding the ground. It was calm until you got a call.
"Hold on." You said as you left the patio and went to the living room to make the conversation more private. "Hello?"
"Hey (Name) do you wanna go to the movies tonight?" Your friend asked.
"I can't it's one of Matthew's free
Player!Spain x Sensitive!Reader x Romano: SorryMore Like This
(Name) left with Lovino driving back to her/his home. Jade looked at me and asked "Is she going to be mad?"
"No, knowing (Name) she/he can't keep a grudge. She'll/He'll be back." I said smiling but, even I didn't know if she/he would come back.
TIMESKIP I GUESS MAYBE 4 WEEKS
(Name) was laughing with Lovino and Feliciano. It's been 4 weeks and she/he still hasn't come back to me since. I was sitting on the side drinking some alcohol. Yeah I did have Jade but, seeing (Name), and my own friend together made me...sad. (Name) gave Lovino a kiss on the cheek and walked pass me giving a glare. She grabbed drinks for both Feliciano and Lovino and chatted some more. After a few hours passed (Name) left. So did Feli.
"Lovi, did I mess up?"
"What are you talking about?" He asked.
"I mean when I cheated on her/him."
"Oh. Yeah you did, you fucked up big time." Lovino said casually. He left and went up to his bedroom leaving m
Hetalia X Reader: Fun with the EarpieceMore Like This
You stop your car in front of Alfred’s front yard and switch off the engine.
You walk out of the car with cage in glove hand and then lock your car with the car key vector.
You walk straight away to the pathway to Alfred’s house until you are right in front of his front door and click on the doorbell.
It didn’t take long for Alfred to open the door and urge you in, happy that you made it on time and see you dressed in protective suit, mask and gloves. You look around the place, looking ready before Alfred leads you right away to his kitchen where the disastrous took place.
You saw the problem and asked Alfred to back away in safety as you slowly determinant steps to the two snakes lurking around the counter with the cage in hand.
After several minutes of trying to provoke the snakes to make them be wary of your presence with a supportive Alfred who is cheering you on from distances away, you successful grab onto the snakes and order Alfred to get the cag
Teacher!Russia x Student!Reader: I Like YouMore Like This
You were on your way to (Class Name), which in your opinion thought it was the best subject. The reasons? For one thing you got a good grade on it, since it was easy to remember the lessons that were taught. The second reason, you had a crush on the teacher, Mr. Braginski. He was always seemed nice in your eyes. But the rest of the class thought otherwise. Saying that he had a strange 'aura' that freaked people out, that he was really weird and such. You still didn't see why they didn't like him. Opening the door you noticed Mr. Braginski, with the same cute smile he had on everyday.
"Hello (Name), sit down." He said.
"So since this is the last semester, and you move on to the next grade I wanted to give you two things."
"Really? What is it Mr. Braginski?" You asked curiously.
"Well I just wanted to tell you that your grades in this class are very good. But then again I wouldn't be surprised. You are my favorite student (Name)." You felt grateful that he considered you one of his 'favo
You will always be... England and AmericaMore Like This
A/N: this is my first story published ever so please go easy on me.
Arthur Kirkland was running down a darkened alleyway, breathing heavily. He paused, leaning against the wall to support his shaky legs. He was running from a gang. A gang in which, claimed he owed them money from a bet which he couldn't remember. Arthur knew the must've been drunk at the time, though he thought he couldn't have possibly been that stupid when he was under the influence of alcohol.
Arthur stood up straight, ready to make a quick, quiet getaway, until he heard thundering footsteps just around the corner. He prayed they wouldn't come looking down this alley, though of course, it seemed as though that this wasn't his night. Arthur was roughly pushed up against the wall be the collar of his shirt. The man who had him in this position must've been the leader. His breath was ragged from running for so long, and Arthur cringed at the smell. He had obviously been drinking. "You made a VERY big mistake tonight, K
Somebody's watching me HetaliaxReaderMore Like This
I'm not schizophrenic, okay?
Don't listen to my mom. Or my Dad. Or my Grandma. You know what? Don't listen to anyone. Well, except me.
My thought process is perfectly logical, and for the life of me I can't figure why they don't understand that.
But I digress. I should tell you exactly what I'm talking about.
I recently got into this show called Hetalia. It's a show where all the countries of the world are personified, and you learn about events in history through their interactions with each other. Basically, it's history made fun!
Or making fun of history. Your choice.
Anyway, since I got into this show and all, my mom got me a shirt with a bunch of Hetalia characters on it. And I love it; I really do. I'm wearing it right now, in fact.
But as much as I love it, it bothers me too. Because I feel like... Like they're watching me.
...Don't look at me like that! I know you've had those thoughts too at one point. Maybe not about a shirt, but a TV, a pain
Miss Pre-Teen 2p!AmericaxChild!readerx2p!England(Name) looked back and forth between the two men arguing, not bothering to ask her own opinion on the situation. But, she didn’t mind.More Like This
“Like the f*** she will!” (Name) heard Al yell, mentally beeping out any cuss words.
“But, Alfie, she’ll look so pretty up on stage dancing!” Oliver pleaded not even noticing that Al cussed.
“I thought I told you not to call me that! And, there is no f****** way she is dancing! If she goes up on that f****** stage she is shooting arrows like a real man!”
“Um”, you interjected, “I’m a girl though and-”
“See! She wants to dance!”
“No she wants to shoot the f****** arrows!”
“She is going to dance!”
“She is shooting arrows!”
You got up and walked to your room. You knew this was going to happen once Al found out Oliver had entered her (against her will) into the National American Miss Pre-Teen Pageant. She had a
Shoplifting a Heart | America x Reader | 1Shoplifting a Heart |1|More Like This
America x Reader
Fluff, Romance, Hurt/Comfort
It's not easy being poor: That was the first lesson that you learned in your short life. The poor people are always the ones that lose everything. It was an unwritten rule, an unwritten law. No one dared to question it; after all, even the poor hold what was theirs dear to them. They tried to save the few pieces that held them together like sad maniacs.
You were just like them. Just as poor, just as sad, just as maniacal. Your blurred vision, just as cloudy as the sky, searched through filled shelves full of tasty treats and basic types of food. It was the little price tags on every single piece of food that made you shiver and cringe in disgust. Too expensive. You decided to check your money, again – you had done so two minutes ago, but decided to look at the old pieces of paper again, just to make sure that you couldn’t have this one, delicious chocolate bar.
Just like you thought:
Finland x Assasin!Reader“Please, Don’t kill me! Have mercy! ” A certain Finnish man pleaded as a girl all dressed in black wearing a mask points a gun at him as he sits up from the ground in the park. He was on his way home when this lady pushed him and suddenly brought out a gun.More Like This
The girl who stood before the man was (y/n), the girlfriend of the Finnish man who was known as Tino. She was dying inside, for she was forced to do this. She violated the number one rule in the mafia, which was to never fall in love with a man. Assassins were not allowed to fall in love, their leader who was known as Lovino told them as soon as they became part of this Mafia.
“ I’m sorry...” (y/n) mumbled as she was about to pull the trigger when Tino kneeled in front of her and touched both of her hands, looking up with crying eyes, making the girl cry. She didn’t want to do this, it was against her!
“ Please, have mercy! I have a family and a girlfriend waiting for me at home!
Romano x Reader: Thank youMore Like This
Romano x Reader
Word count: 2 848.
Notes: Quite a number of curse words.
The little red numbers lit on the digitalised board. If you look a few centimetres below it, a list of several destinations were lined up followed by even more numbers of the estimated arrival time of the bus. They did not matter though. The only thing that mattered to me was the first numbers. It was probably the only thing I could hold on to since I that time I had lost everything.
I turned my head back from the bus table, facing the busy and obnoxious car road now. It's about to get even busier. The rush hour is about to start. My chest dropped slightly as I saw the contented faces of the drivers, happily enjoying their time behind the wheels as their day of hard work had finally ended and they could go home to their welcoming families. I could not have any of that soon.
A thundering of footsteps could be heard from the nearby subway entrance. Soon enough, a few dozens of people e
Shy!AmericaxPopular!Reader - Lets PlayAlfred sighed, pushing his glasses up. He looked back at his feet. Only sounds that came to him were to scuffing of shoes against the wood floor and shouting. The thundering of the shoes along with the basketball that would repeatedly hit the ground, kept him uneasy. He wasn’t much for sports, so he sat out most of the time, which no one complained about.More Like This
Anyone rarely even noticed he existed, which he was more than welcome with, since he didn’t particularly enjoy being in large crowds. But there was only one person that caught his eye, and that was the most popular person in the school. Infamous with both male and females, she was the most beautiful girl.
She had sparkling (e/c) eyes that made you freeze and fall in love. Her (h/l) (h/c) was always cared for and decorated with some type of pin or clip. Today, she was on the basketball court, playing with the guys. She was great at everything, sports, singing, drawing, anything!
All the guys wanted her, but she always turne
Hetalia X Reader: You're an anime character?!~read le description or else :3~More Like This
You were bored on the computer just watching anime and derping around. While an episode of your favorite anime, Hetalia was loading a pop up ad appeared on the screen.
"Do you ever wish an anime character was real?" it said.
"haha yeah I wish anime characters were real but I am not clicking that it is probably going to give my computer a virus or some shit" You say to yourself. You tried to click the little red X to get it off your screen but it wouldn't go away.
"Dang it my computer must already have a virus I guess I have to click it to get it off my screen"
so you click it.................
Shooting Stars- America's Ending (Part 1)More Like This
“I wish America was real.” I said loudly, knowing that there was no one nearby to hear me anyway. His dirty blonde hair framed his face perfectly. I would love to stare into his blue eyes forever. In a sense he was my hero already. I would love for him to hug me tightly in his strong arms. Well… not too tightly, considering his super strength. “Please, please let it happen!” I wished harder. Maybe, just maybe it would happen. I closed my eyes tightly imagining that America was next to me. I moved my hand to my shoulder imagining it was Alfred hugging me softly. “I love you, babe.” I thought to myself in Alfred’s voice.
I blushed and removed my hand from my shoulder. “What am I doing?! I should get home.” I said packing my stuff and walking back home. Later, I got settled in bed and drifted off thinking about my hero.
The Next Morning
I woke up and groaned. I looked next to me in my bed. “No signs of America,
BTTxDepressed!Reader: Part 16More Like This
Previously, you stumbled away from the beach party and headed on to find yourself at the very lake your father passed away in so long ago. At the same time, the btt grew weary of the party and the people in them and decided to head on home, only to find some unexpected guests already at the apartment...
“What the heck are you doing here!?!?” asked Gilbert, breaking the momentary silence with a startled shout, all three tense in surprise. The three had easily slipped into the kitchen and were now blocking the exit as they stood before it, hands crossed and looking a bit disappointed that the audience wasn’t who they expected it to be.
“Oh! Hi everyone!” Feli turned around, waving a spoon in the air and almost hitting his friend with it- had Ludwig not have quick reflexes he would have had the spoon, hot from the boiling water it had been sitting in, smack against his face. Gilbert snickered at the karma and had to admit that it was amusing to think a
BTT x Reader - Unreachable? - Prussia EndingMore Like This
Gilbert had asked (name) out for the evening two days before the limit and she had asked him where he would take her, but he wouldn't tell.
So she prepared a simple but elegant outfit. A sexy black dress, but comfy enough to wear til the next morning and her comfiest high-heels. After all, the Albino had done crazy things all along, who knew what could come next?
As the door bell rang she smiled and quickly opened it.
Gilbert was wearing worn gray jeans and a black t-shirt, smirking somewhat shyly and holding a plastic bag.
“Hey, Gil.” she smiled and gave him a quick hug.
He gazed at her in wonder. The black dress and high heels made her really sexy and her slightly tousled (h/c) hair only emphasized it.
Gilbird flew over to her and tweeted in greeting. She patted him wordlessly.
“Ready to go?” Gilbert asked, holding out his hand.
“As ready as I'll ever be for the awesome mischief you have planned.”
He grinned as he thought
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|This Is Not Related to Reality, But Simply Folows Samething For Later Lives|
December and it has started to snow, over the night everything white and frozen solid. You, (y/n) (l/n) woke up early as you got used to a scary life to today's year. Christmas was there for you in 25 days, and with luck school became less merciless for some apparent reason. Meaning the Winter Break is there for the whole month!
As for your story of the year, you were just a real scared girl who was somehow facinated with creepypasta. And just guess what you discovered in your Summer Vacation weeks ago?! Yep they were real, you literally panicked at that time when BEN Drowned just happened to pop out of your fucking computer! And you're not like fan-girls who would throw your arms at him. It was reality instincts that struck you.
You ran at that time, but you found that the guys was kind of harmless... yes kind off, even during right now, Win
Japan X Reader The last honest OtakuMore Like This
Japan X Reader the last honest Otaku
Though most people thought you were a nerd or geek, you preferred the term "Otaku" as your friend Kiku called it.
You honestly didn't care what other people thought, and because of this you mostly lived in your own little world that few else can understand.
"Hey! Kiku!" You chatter to Kiku Honda during lunch. Kiku is your best friend at W Academy, one of the few precious souls who was also into Anime and Manga. "Did you see the latest episode of (anime title here)!?! It was great!" You exclaim.
"Oh, my aporogies (your name)-chan" Kiku pauses, "The new issue of (manga title) came out, and I've been busy reading it."
"No way! You already got it!?! It just came out yesterday and Barns and Nobles is already out of stock! Lucky!" You say your eyes widening with excitement. Kiku always lets you borrow his manga when he finishes reading them, he knows that you hate it when people mistreat their books, s
Japan x Reader - his worst fearMore Like This
You are cleaning your bedroom, vacuuming the carpet and dusting the furniture. Until you think you hear a sudden scream. You unplug the vacuum and try to listen. Is that… Kiku? Another scream, louder this time, makes you run downstairs. And there he is.
Kiku is sitting on top of the kitchen counter in a ball, practically hyperventilating.
"___-______-chan!" He cries stuttering your name, tears streaming down his face. "Kiku… what's wrong?" You ask in a concerned tone. Too scared to even speak, he just simply points behind you.
You turn around, finding the source that scared Kiku to death: A big, fat cockroach. "Eww…" You say as your nose wrinkles.
Grabbing the nearest object, which happens to be a telephone book, you slam the roach with full force. "Didn't need that anyway…" You mumble, assuming bug guts are probably everywhere underneath the heavy book. By now, the poor guy looks like he's having a panic attack.
"Shh… it's okay
Cheater!Romano x Reader - Why?Warning: Mild Curse words.More Like This
I walk to Lovino's house, going by on the sidewalk hearing the birds sing. I smile as I smell the fresh flowers and see cars pass by as they have to get to their destination. The sun shines bright, a few clouds in the sky. I love it when it's a day like this! I see a few people jogging by, and I wave to one I recognize as Alfred F. Jones.
"S'up dude!" he says as he passes me.
"Hey bro! Artie forcing you to run again?" I hear his groan and he yells back across the street so my ears can pick up his voice.
"Yep! I don't get why, I mean I'm not fat!" he whines.
"Tell the scale that!" a voice yells back at him. I turn around and see Arthur. I stiffle a giggle at the two. Sometimes I wonder about those brothers. . . . I continue walking along, humming a tune Lovi always sings, a basket full of tomatoes in my hand. I then see Feliciano, Ludwig, and Kiku jogging, but of course Feliciano behind them both.
"Hey Feli!" I say, cheery. He stops and l
Can you love me again? Cheater!Norway x Reader"I need to know now, can you love me again?"More Like This
Me and my boyfriend have problems.
It's ususal right? To have problems.
I've tried so many times to make things right, but in the end he just looks away
like I'm some kind of disgrace.
What do I do to make him so upset?
"I know I've done wrong, left your heart torn. Is that was devils do?"
I love my girl very much.
But our conversations never seem to work out.
Why does she sound so angry with me when she speaks?
I told her what I did was a mistake.
Why can't she forgive me?
Now I'm rising from the ground, rising up to you.
"Are you sure there isn't something you've missed (name)?" Dr. Benson asked closing her notebook softly. "Something you've forgotten to tell me?"
"Not that I know of." you replied with your eyes toward the floor. There was something you missed, basically the whole reason you were going mad.
It was all his fault.
Filled with all the strength I've found, th
2p!America x reader- The price of cheatingYou've been married to Al for the past two months. You loved it so far. You loved getting to see him everyday, cooking for him, and just the relationship you both shared. You always felt that you could trust him, no matter what others said and with being married, you loved the security of knowing that you were now the only girl he thinks about. You never questioned a thing like that though. You knew you were. There was no reason otherwise.More Like This
Lately, after getting married to you, Al's been feeling quite...smothered. Like, everywhere he went, you were there too. He went to sleep, you were there too saying 'night babe!' every time. He woke up, you were there saying 'morning Al~!' every morning. He'd come home and you were there saying 'welcome home!' every damn time! He just felt he saw you too much. It was just all really new to him. He's never been with one girl so long. It's not like he didn't love you or anything. If he didn't, he wouldn't have married you, it's just he wanted a little
Neko!Reader X Neko!2P!China SEQUELMore Like This
You sadly smiled to yourself as you walked away from your new friend 2P!Chinacat, he was so like you it was uncanny. You had always been alone; no friends and your owner couldnt care less about you, you were just there for decoration.
You wore a mask of happiness around others so they wouldnt look down on you, always faking everything you did, you just wanted love. You hoped 2P!Chinacat could bring you that love, as you would bring him love just the same.
You decided that you would see him tomorrow at the same place. Soon enough day rolled around and you were off to find your kitty friend.
You spotted him on the corner looking around expectantly Hes so cute you thought to yourself as you trotted behind him. He didnt seem to notice your presence so you just sat down and assessed him.
Ugh, I knew it was too good to be true, aru 2P!Chinacat huffed A pretty cat like that would never want to be near a mess like me. 2P!Chinaca
As Moira Would Have It [Greece x Reader] “Hey, Heracles!”More Like This
“Oh, hello! It’s nice to hear from you!” said a bright, soft voice on the other end of the phone line.
“Yeah, you too! Listen, I found your cat, Moira,” you said, running your fingers through the soft fur of the purring creature curled against your side. “It was weird; she came right up to my door, like she was intentionally trying to find me.”
“Ah, really? That is so cute. I’ll be right over to come get her.”
“Haha, okay. See you then!”
You set the phone down on the bed and stroked the orang
Italy x Reader ~Birthday Pasta~It was your birthday, but you weren't celebrating it with anybody.More Like This
You sighed bored out of your mind. You didn’t know what to do!
Then you heard you phone ring.
“Hello, This ____ you’re speaking to.” You said when you answered the phone
“Ve~ Ciao bella~! It’s me, Feliciano~!” You heard your Italian friend respond.
You giggled. “Hi Feli~. How are you doing?” you asked, quite happily that someone actually wanted to talk to you today.
“Ve~ I just wanted to know if I could come over today.” He said.
“Of course, you’re welcome here anytime Feli~!” you said cheerfully.
“Ve~ I’ll be right over~!” he said then hung up.
You sigh. He was so full of energy, but that’s what liked about him. This cheerful, innocent, fun, happy-go-lucky has waltzed his way into your heart. You’ve had a crush on him since Middle school, but he was too oblivious to feel the same way…
My Girl's Got A Gun. [CanadaxReader] My Girl's Got A Gun.More Like This
[Canada x Reader]
In this reader insert, there are mentions of Skeet Shooting. If yu don't know what that is, don't be alarmed. I was kind enough to go into detail about how my school does it, so you don't have to do extensive research on it.
Whoever told her that Ivan was scarier on the ice than Matthew was lying through their teeth. As [y/n] sat in the bleachers at the school's hockey game, she was the only one who saw the change in her best friend. Off of the ice, he was a shy teenage boy that no one paid any attention to. However, once he gets the hockey stick in his hands he's a completely different man. He has a fierce look in his violet eyes and anyone could tell that he was the star of the night- and to stay the hell out of his way.
This was his place to shine.
Seeing the change in his over all demeanor made [y/n] more excited than she should have been for a high school hockey game. She was jumping to her feet, cheering
Hetalia -Seven Minutes To Heaven - CanadaMy fingers swan through random objects in the black top hat. I felt something cool and odd shaped hit my palm. Curious, I pulled at it. Out came a clear, plastic bottle filled with a deep golden topaz liquid, labeled with a red maple leaf. How something this big managed to fit in such a narrow hat was beyond me. I studied the liquid carefully.More Like This
“Okay, what up with the syrup?” America demanded, his eyes skimming the room.
“Um, that’s mine…” A timid voice answered behind Alfred, but he hardly took notice.
“Seriously, dudes, who put this in the hat?” He asked again, clearly becoming annoyed.
“I did, America.” The same small voice answered. I tilted my head to focus on the space behind Alfred. A blond with a stubborn spiral curl, and purple eyes, in a red Canadian flag hoodie came into view.
“Canada?” I brushed America aside, as I stepped back to meet him.
“Y-you can see me?” He asked, his blue-purple eyes
China x Werewolf!Reader“_(f/n)_, why do you never spend the night, aru?” the Chinese man asked you as you grabbed your bag.More Like This
“Huh, oh. Well, I always have a lot of work to do and I always do it at night,” you respond quickly and walked to the door. “But I’ll see you tomorrow right?”
“Right, aru,” he replied sadly. You smiled at him before you left.
“Hey Yao,” a small Korean boy said, poking up from the edge of the room.
“Hello Im Yong,” Yao said with a small smile.
“Do you think that _(f/n)_ is cheating on you?” Im asked the older man, sitting down next to him.
“What!? _(f/n)_ would never do that,” he answered with panic.
“Well think about it, you have been dating for two years now and not was has she spent the night with you,” he stated with a matter-of-factly voice. Yao didn’t respond to this, but instead looked down at the floor. Im shrugged and walked off, leaving Yao alone once more.
2p!CanadaxReader: Secret AdmirerMore Like This
Meet me at the corner café on Third Street at five o’clock.
- Your Secret Admirer
You stared, slightly scared, at your latest love letter from your secret admirer. You had been getting these for weeks, ever since your vacation to Niagara Falls. Opening a drawer your put the letter with the others; some of the letters had poetry, some were really romantic, and some just plain crept you out. One letter you swore had some blood on it.
“___________, I’m going out with Roderich I’ll see you later!” Eliza shouted on her way out the door. You gulped, you were alone tonight and some creepy stalker was expecting you to meet him at the café.
You looked at the drawer of creepy love letters and said, “Well I’m not an idiot.” With that you settled down on the sofa to watch TV.
About an hour later there was a knock at the door, “Hmm, must be the pizza.” You said reaching for your purse and grabbing th
Soldier! Germany x Crossdressed! Reader - The TalkMore Like This
”Did they send me daughters
when I asked for sons?” – Mulan
[f\n] held her head between her hands; rocking her body back and forth while she waited for whatever punishment she would receive (because there wasn’t a single chance that she would walk Scott free of something like this). The facts simply didn’t add inside her jumbled thoughts. She went for her swimming training. She had nearly drowned with the extra amount of clothing she had insisted on wearing. And somewhere between the lack of oxygen that had most likely killed the last two functioning brain cells that possibly existed inside that thick skull she had and the near death experience... The girl and general Beilschmidt kissed.
Well, not exactly.
Their lips had touched, sure, but that was because he had performed CPR on her. And she… Okay, maybe her not so innocent unconscious mind of a pure maiden had decided to take advantage of the situation. So things became more lik
Soldier! Germany x Crossdressed! Reader - DreamingMore Like This
Hear my plea
Help me not to make a
Fool of me” – Honor to Us All, Mulan
It was a nice dream.
She didn’t remember the exact reason why she was in such a state, but she felt like she was freezing, soaked to her very bones, shivering uncontrollably and with a severe lack of air on the right places. Her head was light, weightless even, her ears seemed to be filled with nothing but an annoying buzz, ringing inside her eardrums and brain, with her members as heavy as lead.
But she cared for any of those?
No, not really.
Because her dream, even if she looked like a drowned cat in it (She was assuming that part, but it wouldn’t surprise her if her subconscious was cruel enough to make some algae be tangled with her hair and making her smell like a river creature on her oneiric adventures. Or worse, like a fish.), had a very, very, interesting factor.
What could that be?
Well, General Beilschmidt was kissing her.
Yes, lips glued, heart raci
Soldier! Germany x Crossdressed! Reader - ToilsMore Like This
“Lost in your eyes
Drowning in blue
Out of control, what can I do?
I'm addicted to you” – Addicted to you, Avicii
[f/n]’s day had been just great so far.
First, she had been forced to tolerate the constant presence of numerous men that were suffering from a severe lack of bathing. And, boy, her nose wasn’t sensible, but they were doing everything in their power to make she wish that she could just bite it off and end her suffering, just as great as it was. Someone should present those guys the bigger meaning of the word soap. Or maybe they should just roll on the ground like she had seen some birds doing? At least it would kill the fleas (and no one could dissuade her that some of them didn’t have those).
Second, she had to face the hottest day from all times wearing more layers of clothing than some would use in a winter’s night. Having that absurdly tight piece of cloth wrapped around her chest to hide her gender was extremely necessa
Soldier! Germany x Crossdressed! Reader - ImproperMore Like This
“It’s like you’re always there in the corners of my mind
I see your silhouette every time I close my eyes
There must be poison in those finger tips of yours
Cause I keep coming back again for more” – Troublemaker, Olly Murs
General Beilschmidt stared at the fire in front of him, hearing the sizzle and quiet crackles of the greenish and slightly wet wood, distinguishing the smoke it produced, the heat coming from the embers formed among it, all of those details filling his senses, but none actually reaching his comprehension. In fact, the only thing in his mind at that moment was how the hand of one particular soldier felt soft and warm; the temperature of those fingers lingering on the surface of his skin for much longer than it should, leaving it almost numb with something that was awfully similar to desire.
His cheeks burned visibly at that and he let his head hung for a little while, his chin coming closer to his camouflaged shirt. There he was,
Soldier! Germany x Crossdressed! Reader - QuestionMore Like This
"Bet the local girls thought you were quite the charmer
And I'll bet the ladies love a man in armor
You can guess what we have missed the most
since we went off to war
What do we want?
A girl worth fighting for" - Mulan
[f/n]’s humor hasn’t been the best possible over those last few hours. She had faced a muddy forest, a bunch of smelly men, severe abstinence of a proper shower, a furious cloud of mosquitos, worse than any army she could face on a battlefield and…
And nothing else. Her mind cut her off harshly and she winced unintentionally. She had spent the rest of her day gathering the less soaked pieces of wood she could find under that pouring rain and trying to keep her thoughts away from a certain German she knew. That and the mental images he invariably triggered through her brain about him and another girl, both seeming so happy and adorable together that [f/n] could feel her stomach contort with an irrational jealousy. What wasn’t
Soldier! Germany x Crossdressed! Reader - SurvivalMore Like This
“For a long time we've been marching off to battle
In our thundering herd we feel a lot like cattle
Like the pounding beat our aching feet aren't easy to ignore
Hey, think of instead a girl worth fighting for” – Mulan
[f/n] was marching.
Left, right, left, right.
It was tedious, so repetitive and easy that she knew she could keep that pace with her hands tied and blindfolded. God, why she-
The girl tripped over a rock on the path. She nearly knocked Taylor down, who bumped into Braginsky. The Russian collided with Jones, which took the balance out of Kirkland, who smashed his nose into General Beilschmidt’s back. They all stopped for a moment, and then turned around, staring at her murderously.
If a pin was dropped on the forest ground right now, she guessed she’d hear it. The silence was not very comfortable either, now that she could feel everyone’s eyes on her.
“Sorry.” She squeaked before s
Soldier! Germany x Crossdressed! Reader - TroublesMore Like This
“Somehow IŽll make a man out of you!” - Be a Man, Mulan
[f/n] couldn’t take it anymore.
Why oh why did the hottest day seen over the last fifty years have happen to come by when she was in the army? Dressed up as a male to hide her gender, no less. The pieces of cloth she had to wear around her chest (so it’d become flat, or at least would pass by unnoticed when others looked at her), were a true hassle. The fabric would hug her body in an embrace more than too close for comfort. Like putting another extra blanket around her, not that she needed one in that dreadfully heated environment. It wasn’t pleasant, to say the least.
To add to the growing list of her misfortunes, which never really ceased to grow ( She wondered if that was a common problem with everybody or if she had just pissed her stars when she had been born – she wouldn’t be surprised by that option, though.), the concept of bathing had become rather utopic on the camp.
Soldier! Germany x Crossdressing! ReaderMore Like This
Change of view
That was the sound that left the girl’s lips as she tightened the piece of cloth around her chest. Dear Lord, why I am doing that again? [f/n] asked herself while fighting back involuntary tears as she pulled with a bit more strength than she should have.
Impatient knocks on the door almost made her jump.
-[L/n]! Last call! – a man yelled through the wooden door.
-Co- - the high pitched choked sound [f/n] made almost made her want to smack her head on the wall. Idiot. She cleared her throat. –Coming!
A hoarse voice was the closest thing to manly that [f/n] could get. No one complained, so it was alright.
She had entered the army for a single reason: spare her sick brother. How [B/n] squirmed once the girl told him she would take his place. He could barely breath by himself, much less held a weapon between his hands firmly, so she wouldn’t allow him to become a moving target.
Canada x Reader - Marry MeMore Like This
Canada x Reader - Marry Me
Love is such a mysterious thing.
It can make people's hearts skip a beat in an instant.
It can make you feel completely nervous and unusually giddy.
It can make you fall so hard that you'd want to marry someone you know you love...
...even if you haven't talked to that person yet.
The smell of coffee wafted through the air as everyone in the small cafe chatted cheerfully with one another. Well--except for the young, soft-spoken Canadian named Matthew Williams, who sat in the corner all by himself that morning. He had wavy, blonde hair and violet eyes that looked sullenly outside the window.
"I still haven't received the food I ordered yet." He thought to himself.
He sighed. "It's probably because they don't remember me...or that they don't see me here at all...not like this is a surprise to me."
He started to look around the cafe. It had such a cozy feel and played good music.
They served great coffee
American Boy - AmericaxReader(Y/n)’s head was bobbing rhythmically from side to side, earphones securely nestled within her ears. Her gaze was focussed entirely on the screen in front of her, though what exactly she was doing was a mystery to the couch-seated Alfred. This both annoyed him and made him far too curious for his own damn good, and he knew it.More Like This
Did he care?
Was he gonna find out what (Y/n) was doing?
Aw hell yeah.
So what he immediately did was flop down flat on the sofa as quietly as he could, before he proceeded to stealth-crawl his way across the plush furniture. (Y/n) didn’t seem to have noticed him at all, which was good for him, but what was more important was that he had noticed she had begun to hum something. This effectively stopped him in his tracks.
He knew that melody. He knew he did! But where from? Damn it! Now he was frustrated about that too! That girl was just giving him more and more incentives to sneak up on her. He could only presume that whatever she was humm
Overprotective!Canada X Deaf!Reader Intro~Requested by creand0r~More Like This
"____!!! I'm sorry! I shouldn't have asked you to do that!" Matthew frantically shakes your shoulders, attempting to snap you back into attention. Your eyes glaze over slightly as you float in and out of consciousness. Your head hurts too much right now to form any kind of word or thought. He whips his head around, looking for someone to help you. Nothing about you seems out of the ordinary, except a few cuts and bruises, and your behavior.
He shouldn't have dared you to go as fast as you could on your bike, because with your speed, something got stuck in the bike chain and caused you to fall and land pretty hard on your head. He thought that just because it was in the parking lot, and not in a crowded street, you didn't have to wear a helmet. You had thought the same way, but that all changed when you were detached from your bike, into the air and onto the ground, all in a few seconds.
The pain. It's coursing through your body with every heartbeat. The faint wh