CandaXReader: That's More Than Enough 2
CanadaXReader: Chapter 2
That's More Than Enough
You went back home, from school. It was a regular day. You were just about to leave campus when Kam tried to catch up to you.
"WAIIIIIIIIIT!" he shouted from about 100ft away. His backpack was, as always, slowing him down,
"You're so slow!" you said, once he was next to you.
"I'm pant- so pant- sorry pant-," he said. He caught his breath. "OKAY! LET'S GO!"
"Yeah, finally," you said. You both started walking down the sidewalk.
Kam poked you. "How have you been holding up without that glove?"
You sighed. "You don't need to be so concerned."
"Just tell me! I must know your secret!"
"Wow. Seriously? That was your mom's too?"
"Yeah," you said. You both were silent, and the rest of the walk was silent, too.
When you arrived at your house, you waved bye to Kam. He had shouted bye to you, and you smiled. You went into your house, without a word said. You kicked off your shoes and went to your room. You dropped your ba
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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
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You rolled over onto your side, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. The red numbers on your alarm clock burned 2:03. You groaned and flopped your head back down on the pillow. Where was Matthew? He had attended the World Meeting a day before and had called this morning to say, in his soft, sweet way, that his flight had been delayed. He and Kumajirou were going to be late getting home. You wish he would have at least left the bear with you so you would have someone to talk to. You felt yourself drifting back off to sleep and tugged the blanket up over your shoulder.
~------------Le time skip!------------~
You were stirred from your sleep by something brushing past your nose. Blinking your eyes open, you saw
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"And tonight's weather forecast is a high chance of a rather large snowstorm later during the evening along with extremely strong winds reaching up to 100 km/h and..."
The news anchor's voice echoed from the living room while you were in the kitchen, cleaning the dishes.
After hearing his last sentence, your entire attention was now fully on him.
"...we suggest you stay indoors from now on, considering the dangerous temperature outside. Accidents will be easy to get in a climate like the one we're going to be experiencing tonight. Already 7 major accidents have occurred on the East highway..."
You dropped the plate you were cleaning into the water filled sink and dashed towards the window. As you pulled the curtains apart, you felt your entire being crushed.
Snow flew everywhere, strong winds were practically knocking down nearby trees and everything seemed white, not to mention that the sun was setting and the roads were probably covered in slippery ice.
Nekotalia! CanadaXReader(name) sat on the fence, staring eagerly into the trees. (name) had heard stories of cats that lived out there. The were called the Clan cats, ferocious and brave. (name) wasn't sure if she believed the rumors, but she really wanted to know. "Are there really cats living out there?"More Like This
(name) looked down. On the other side of the fence sat her good friend, Canada. "Hey! What's up!?" (name) smiled.
"A-ah... (name)... are you thinking of the Clan cats again?"
"Hm? Yeah! I really want to know if the rumors are true!" She pawed the fence anxiously. "Living out in the wild, fighting for survival, hunting for your food! It sounds so cool!"
"Well... it does... but you aren't seriously going out there are you? They aren't supposed to be friendly to outsiders.."
"Oh, Canada! Stop your worrying! I'm not going... yet! Maybe soon though!" (name) jumped of the fence and landed in front of her soft-spoken friend.
"Here Kitty!" (name's) ow
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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
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You where on the bored bus re-reading your favorite book, (insert title here) sit alone with everything you needed to do your
homework sitting next to you. The bus was starting to move before a blonde boy with a single curl stubbornly hangs off his head,
came running out of the school like a cheetah in a panic. It was your childhood friend Matthew. When he got on the bus, the driver stared at him. No one said
a word except for a couple of whispers you could hear as he got on. With the seats all being occupied, the only option was for him, as usually,
sit next to you."Hey ______.D-D-Do you have anything planned this weekend?" He said after several deep breaths. You closed your book trying to be polite to the
Canadian sitting next to you."Oh hey Mattie.I don't plan to do anything why?" He sat up straighter. It was very difficult to hear him because of his soft voice "Well me
and Alfred were going to have a roller hockey match to see who is bette
CanadaxReader: I won't let youYou started to speak. Everyone in your class sat in silence when you were reading your history. It was about girl who always wanted to be the best in her father eyes and she was doing everything she could. It was horrifying, because her father was an apodictic and bad-tempered man. He always was hitting her for the slightest mistake she made. But she was determined. On her way she met a boy who wanted to help her but she refused his help saying that she has to do it alone. Once she made something worth too much for her body and she died in pain. And the boy cried after her.More Like This
You ended and sat down on your chair. Deadly silence was overflowing. After a few seconds your young lady, your teacher blinked and said, "Well How to say that _____, it was deep and touching heart, but isn't it too cruel and sad?" She tried to be polite. You looked at her, freezing her in her position. "Yes, it was. That was why I wrote it. It had to be history from our hearts; no one said that it
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Thanksgiving. Your favorite holiday. Not only was this your favorite holiday because it meant food, and lots of it, it meant that you got to spend the whole weekend in the same large house as your neighbor, best friend, and longtime crush, Matthew. Every year your family and his would travel to your grandparent's lake house to have a huge thanks giving dinner, and of course the annual hockey game.
This tradition had been going on for as long as you could remember, and every year you managed to embarrass yourself in front of Matthew. Your sister Daisy was dating Matthew's brother Alfred, and was always supporting you in your efforts to woo him; even though you always failed.
But this year was different. You had made a fool-proof plan to impress him and gain his affection.
"Hey ______, are you ready to play hockey?" Daisy asked you.
"You know it." You replied confidently. You had spent almost every day after school at the ice skating rink practicing your coordina
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Yesterday, you had thought it would have been a good idea to go outside and play in the snow that had fallen. As much as your best friend, Matthew Williams protested going outside with you, you managed to drag him a long. You had no regrets at the time; you were enjoying your day with him, even if he wasn't the best at snow ball fights. You had even decided to stay the night at his house so that the two of you could hang out more.
Now you were regretting going outside and staying at Matthew's house. You didn't want your friend to know you weren't feeling all that well, only because you didn't want him to worry about you. Your (eye color) eyes were half lidded as you walked into the kitchen, staring at the Canadian making pancakes.
Matthew turned to face you, holding a plate his hand. He gave you a small smile, "Morning, (Name)." he said lowly. Soon his smile gave way to a frown. "Are you okay?"
You put your hand on your forehead, giving him a weak smile. "Don't worry about m
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Matthew woke to the sounds of shoveling snow. He wondered if some kids were shoveling his drive for money. Well, he sure as hell wasn’t going to pay them, he thought, rolling over to find your warmth. Matthew shot up, finding you no where to be seen. “_____!” he called out, kind of worried. You never woke up before him.
There was no sound. Just the constant shoveling that was starting to grind against his last nerve. Throwing open the curtains he prepared to yell at whoever the hell it might have been to go away. But it was you.
He went down the stairs and out the front door. You didn’t hear him and kept on shoveling. “_____.” he said sternly.
“Hey, Mattie.” you said, not stopping.
Matthew frowned, “Don’t call me that.”
“Sorry, Mattie.” you said, grinning, but still not stopping.
He sighed, knowing he co
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“God damn it Dave. How’d you even get in my house?”
He glances at you.
“Good morning princess. I would have thought you’d like having breakfast made for you. And I know where you keep your spare key is.”
You sit at the table.
“Why are you doing this?”
“What kind of best friend would I be if I be if I didn’t ironically come over and make breakfast once in a blue moon?”
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Jake English is a punk bastard who gets everything he wants. This is something you picked up on quite easily. It only took you five minutes of your first freshman class with him to realize. You are now in your senior year, and you still stand by those words.
Jake English causes trouble in all of his classes, but his family donates so much money to the school, he is untouchable. He is loud and reckless. He gangs up with his friends and starts fights. All the girls seem to fawn over his good looks and British accent. He has dated more of them in the past year than you have fingers and toes.
The boy pisses you off to no end, but you must consider yourself lucky. He gets around, but you have managed to stay underneath his radar. You assume you are plain enough that he doesn't want to date you or bully you. You are grateful for this invisibility act. Regardless of his "good looks", you find him too annoying to be worth ogling. It's al
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Nobody was really surprised, as this was French class, and they had done it the year before as well. The college raked in enough from fundraisers, donations, and bake sales. No doubt, those suspicious brownies brought in most of the dough.
“Now, I know that you are all really excited. But you especially should be this year because we are getting into a really nice hotel.” Everybody’s ears perk up, hoping that this means what they think it does. “However, not everybody gets his or her own room because it is expensive after all. So we will be sharing, two to a room. I will have paired all of you up, and unfortunately, there is an odd number of boys and girls, but I managed
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This is my first oneshot with a Neko! Reader. You can choose your tail and ear colour.
I'm so sorry it's so short. I was sort of rushing it. =/ Oh well! This is a request for :iconThornpelt125: ! I hope you enjoy it, because I enjoyed making it. We got on the subject by me saying, 'Jake needs a girl! He's so cute'. Heh.
I'm not a fan of Homestuck, but I do find it interesting.
VERY STRONG LANGUAGE ALERT!
Here we go!)
"Hey, Roxy!" You yell. "Roxyyyyyyyy! Are you deaf or what?"
The sassy blonde turns, and when she sees you, her face expands drastically into a welcoming grin. Running up to you, she glomps you.
"Hi, (Name), you adorable lump of (f/c) fur!" She twiddles with your ears.
Instantly, a whole crashing wave of shuffle hits your ears. "Aah, Lalonde! They're sensitive; a no-go zone!"
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The words came out rushed and too quiet. Hours of rehearsing couldn’t prepare me for the actual thing. My mouth suddenly felt dry and my palms began to sweat. All I could hear was my heart trying to beat out of my chest. Everything slowed down as I began to panic.
Wrong. This was all wrong. I messed up. I need to fix this. How? What do I do?
I pieced together a buoyant grin and choked out an airy laugh as I leaned away from my shocked crush. His face was burning and he was an adorable stuttering mess. I tilted my head to the side and forced my smile to widen. Despite the sick feeling settling in my stomach I giggled and sang, “Just kidding Tav! Did you think I was serious?”
The blush died quickly and he glared halfheartedly at me. I teasingly poked his side but refused to let the guilt show. I didn’t want him mad at me. I was just
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Murmuring echoed through the class, a few students turning to watch her face heat up in embarrassment. She lowered herself in her chair and waited until the bell rang. After being subjected to a fifteen minute lecture on how to properly talk in front of a class and how even she will need to learn for her to prosper, she was allowed to leave. It didn’t take her long to realize she had missed her bus.
The only positive side to this was that the halls were empty. Everyone had either left, went to their club, or went to the library for tutoring. The day’s tension fell from her shoulders and she could finally relax. She had at least an hour and a half before the late bus arrived.
Leisurely, she walked towards the library. Perhaps she could find a spare computer or a new book to keep her entertained. She strolled down the corridor
Catch Me (Bullied!Dave x Wallflower!Reader) 1/2She sat still in her seat, knuckles turning white as she clutched her hands together under the desk. She could feel her hands beginning to tremble and a sick feeling washed over her. Across the room a blonde boy was being harassed, the words becoming crueler and crueler in a vain attempt to get a response from him.More Like This
She wanted to tell them to stop. She wanted to shove them away from him, tell them that it wasn’t okay to do this to him. But as she opened her mouth, no words came out. Her body fought against her, forcing her to remain seated.
Another wave of nausea hit her and she clawed at her thighs to keep steady, to try and focus on not hyperventilating. Confrontation was never her strong point, although socializing in the slightest was never easy on her nerves. Throughout the past few months she had tried to work up courage but never managed to act.
Her hands were shaking violently as she gathered up her things. Her school year mostly consisted of blending into the background a
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That's when you heard someone yelling, really really angrily.
"What the grub-culling fuck do you think you're doing? Is your thinkpan fried?"
The sound of the angry male shouts shock you from your daze. Stopping completely, you turn your head over your shoulder to see an angry boy stomping towards you. The rage in his features causes you to jolt in surprise. You're falling.
"Get down from- WOAH FUCK!"
You're feet plunge down, a scream ripping from your throat. Eyes clenched shut, and body tense, you know what's next. Except now you've stopped.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck."
Strained mumbling drifts through your bodie's barricade and coerces you to open your eyes. Maybe that was a bad idea. You are hanging over the side of a very tall bridge with crashing waves splashing beneath you.
You aren't falling into those waves though. Eyes widening, you look up. The boy has a white-knuckled grip on your wrist. His face is contorted with the effort of holding you, rage, and...fear?
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twinArmageddons [TA] started trolling [trollianHandle] [TH]
TA: hey (y/n), you dead or 2omethiing?
[TH]: that’s certainly what it feels like
TA: what the fuck2 wrong wiith you?
[TH]: I’ve been puking up my fucking guts for the past few days, that’s what’s wrong.
TA: well 2hiit. I’m gonna take a wiild gue22 here and 2ay you don’t really feel liike haviing me over riight now.
[TH]: uh well… I kinda have a problem with my husktop and I need you to fix it for me.
TA: what’2 the problem wiith iit?
[TH]: I think it’s something with the RAM disc or something. None of my games will run smoothly anymore
TA: you couldn’t fiigure out how two fiix iit your2elf, (y/n)? that 2hiit’2 fuckiing 2iimple.
[TH]: just fucking fix it you prick >:c
TA: fiine. Be there 2oon.
You heaved a sigh and closed your husktop, which
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Or why even. All you knew was that you and your boyfriend Gamzee were screaming random insults at eachother. You didn't care anymore though. You just knew you wouldn't back down.
"AND WHY DO YOU WEAR THAT MAKE UP ALL THE TIME?!" You scream. "BECAUSE I MOTHERFUCKING LIKE IT! WHY IS IT ANY OF YOUR DAMN BUSINESS?!" He shouts back. You can feel the rage boiling inside you. You actually didn't have a problem with his make up. You were just running out of things to say. "WELL MAYBE YOU NEED TO STOP HIDING BEHIND FUCKING FACE PAINT!" Gamzee glares at you. "WELL YOU KNOW WHAT?! HONK!" Gamzee yells. "Did you just honk at me? DID YOU JUST HONK AT ME?!" "HONK!" Gamzee repeats. "DONT YOU HONK AT ME!" "HONK!!!" Gamzee yells in your face. "YOU'RE SO! YOU'RE JUST SO! UGH!!!!"
You turn and start to storm off when Gamzee catches you're arm and pulls you back. "Let go of m-!" You say as Gamzee's lips crash into yours. "Wha-?" Y
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Lovino's hazel brown eyes flickered up when he heard his grandfather address him and pursed his lips, crossing his arms as he watched the older man get dressed by the servants. His grandfather was a duke which meant he was wealthy. He had an important role in the government and was planning on making himself more important, even if it meant marrying his grandchildren off. He had won custody over them after Lovino's mother died during childbirth and his father died of an illness. It was only him, Felicia, and Marcello. Marcello could be easily married to some French duchess or princess if Romulus wanted, but the boy was yet too young to marry.
Felicia, on the other hand, was already at the age of marrying and having a child. She was beautiful and kind; basically, she was the perfect image of a bride. Romulus was planning on marrying her off to a Spanish duke, which would strengthen the family's ties with Sp
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“Why now?” You asked yourself as you coughed. The coughing hurt your already sore throat. You groaned as the coughing also added to your headache. “I hate being sick.” You rested your head on your pillow and closed your eyes. You would get up and get some medicine but every time you got up to go get it the room starting spinning.
You closed your eyes as you tried to maybe sleep off the sickness. You started to relax when you heard a knock at your door. “Go away whoever you are.” You softly groaned. You heard the knock again. You sighed as you sat up from bed. “You better be freaking important.” You said to yourself as you stood and the room started to spin. You held your hand to your head as you walked down the hall of your apartment to the door. You weakly turned the doorknob and as you opened it you saw the one knocking on you door was very important.
There stood your boyfriend Antonio Fernandez Carriedo. His olive green eyes and his ch
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“Ah crud.” You coughed as the bottle with your medicine fell between your bed and your nightstand. You had woken up this morning with a cough, fever and stuffy nose. You sat back in your bed not wanting to get up to get the bottle being every time you got up the room started spinning. You coughed in your hand when you heard your doorbell ring. You stopped for a moment thinking you were just imagining the sound until you heard it again followed by a familiar voice.
“______! I know you’re home!”
It was Lovino. You were supposed to go with him, Antonio, Francis, and Gilbert to the county fair but there was no way you were going out like this. You hated that you had to miss out being you were looking forward to this. You would never say it out loud but you had a soft spot for the ill-tempered Italian. You picked your phone up and started texting him.
‘I can’t go to the fair…sorry. Have fun without me though’
You sent it and set y
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You knocked at the door of Feliciano and, his brother, Lovino's house.
A hoarse voice, with a heavy Italian accent called out from the other side of the door, "Come in."
So, you walked inside to see Lovino lying down on the couch, a baby blue blanket over him, his curl drooping slightly, looking sick, and with his general, grumpy expression upon his face. Upon, seeing you, however, he seemed more bewildered than grumpy.
"(N-Name), what are you doing here?" he questioned.
Smiling, you began to explain, "Well, Feli told me you were sick, and he really needed to go somewhere so he asked me to come over and look after you."
Lovino groaned, "He's only gone to do some stupid grocery shopping. You don't need to-"
"He's gone to visit Ludwig." you quickly interrupted, wanting to avoid an argument.
"THAT STUPID POTATO-JERK," he cried, only to be interrupted once more, but this time by his own sneeze.
You smiled at him. Sure he was grumpy and rude at times, but you genuinely liked him, as a frien
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~ Nicholas Sparks, Safe Haven
“Lovino!” (Name) called and flailed her arms. She bumped into a sharp edge, and screamed out in pain. “Lovino! Where are you!?” She reached her hands out and heard footsteps in the distance. Suddenly, her back was pressed against a warm chest. She felt muscular hands snake underneath her arms. Lovino’s warm hand grabs her left hand and gently wrote on her palm with his finger.
‘I - a-m - r-i-g-h-t - h-e-r-e.’
She let out a sigh and collapsed in Lovino’s arms. (Name) always gets panic attacks when Lovino isn’t holding her hand. Why would Lovino be around a girl who can’t even see? Why would she need him out of all people? Lovino and (Name) are at all different. They both have a fault in t
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You climbed up the hill and sat down. You raked your fingers through the grass blades and stopped when your pointer finger touched a small white flower. A small smile tugged on your lips.
'Maybe I should make a flower crown for big brother Iggy,' you thought as you began to pick some flowers. You connected the small stems together in a circle, adding another purple flower to complete the flower crown. You placed it on your head and let a cute giggle escape your lips.
A certain male Russian happen to pass by the hill you were perched on, as he was going home from a walk. He spotted your figure on the hill and a childish smile crossed his lips. He crept up behind you.
You yelped in surprise when a pair of large arms wrapped themselves around your waist. You slowly craned your neck to look behind and gulped when you saw Ivan.
"I-Ivan?" you stuttered. The big Russian male was your crush, but you were scared of him at the same time. Not too mention his obsessive sister made you
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Walking into the dark city she wandered not knowing where she was going but she didn’t care either so she just keep walking. Tsume heard someone approach him and his gang, “Hey. Who the hell are you?!”
She looked over at him with blank eyes and turned her head and keep walking, walking behind a tree and walked out as a black wolf with red patch on her left eye and red paws, she had lime green eyes and her right leg was
bandage up, but she walked straight no limping but she the only thing she did was grin like she was mocking Tsume.
Tsume growled, “Rgh! Get back here!!” Tsume ran after her. She chuckled and ran away jumping up until she reached the top of the building with Tsume standing in front of her.
“Pretty brave of you to show your true form here in the city.” Tsume stared at her.
“Eh dosen’t matter to me.” She shrugged turning human. She wore mostly black, but what got Tsume was that she wore a black colla
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Matthew was never one to be jealous. Ever. But, when it involved you and another guy, that was a different story. Especially when said guy was his own brother.
To be honest, now that Matthew looked back at it, it seemed as though he was the one who was making such a big deal out of it. You and Alfred had hugged. So what? It was only a hug. You guys were just friends, after all... right?
But Matthew wanted your hugs to be only for him, no matter how selfish it sounded.
He wanted to be the only one who received your affection.
He wanted to be the only one you loved.
But what was he saying? You and Matthew were just friends, and Matthew could never scrape up enough courage to confess to you. He was just the quiet, practically invisible Canadian boy at school. You were pretty. You were kind. You were smart, you had a plethora of friends, you were outright amazing. In Matthew's eyes, it seemed as though you were way out
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I had just finished my siesta when Lovi kicked me out of the house for a walk in the park or something. He said something around, "I need at least an hour without your loud spanish ass babbling or your loud snoring bastard!" and he kicked me out to take a walk or something.
Lovi is so cute when he's angry! Just like when he was a little chibi!
I walked through the park, skipping around trees, chasing squirrels, and avoiding women who tried to flirt with me.
I didn't feel like dealing with pretty ladies today, just needed some time alone, to clear my mind, like Lovi wanted!
I walked into a secret garden that was hidden in the back of the park, no one has found it yet, except for me.
I walked towards an old unfinished gazebo that I sat around when I needed to clear my head.
But I found something different in my gazebo, not just a small white bench, but a beautiful girl sitting on it.
He had messed up (h/l) (h/c) locks that fell like a curtain, shielding her
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It was a Saturday night and as usual you were in a fight with your older brother Arthur. "Come on Artie let me you!"
"Do you know what kind of guys are actually at those parties _____________?"
"You go to those parties," you snapped back.
His face went red with anger, "Exactly my point, this is my chance to get drunk and not give a damn about the consequences I don't want you there!"
"The British dude is right," Alfred said.
You crossed your arms, "It's not fair."
"Life's not fair," Arthur snipped. "Come on Al, we're leaving."
"W-wait for me," Matthew said quietly following them out the door.
"It's not fair!" you pouted collapsing onto the couch.
A voice from the other side of the couch giggled, "Ohonhon~."
You snapped up, "Hello?"
"Francis, what the hell are you doing in my house?" You threw a pillow at the offending Frenchman.
Francis smiled, "I couldn't help overhearing your problem cheri, and I have the perfect solution."
"Yeah and what's that?" you asked sarcastically.
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Assassin!Reader x Police!Japan
The week passed quickly. (name) stayed close to Kiku, but was careful of every action. She glared at Jun every time she was at the bakery. She would be back to her assassination jobs that were piling up. She also planned out her important goals that she was living up to.
"Forget about Kiku. You can't fall in-love with your enemy."
Crow said with a dark face while gazing into the mirror. Returning to her desk and shuffling through several business cards she found one. In fancy letters, it said The Vargas Family.
"Hello? May this is Phantom Crow. May I speak to your boss?"
There was a knock at the door, and Crow opened to see Mr. Hasegawa. Smiling, she welcomed him into the room. A hotel room.
"Thank you for coming, sir."
"Not at all. You wanted to speak with me?"
"Yes. Why don't you have a seat? We can talk comfortably."
Hanging his coat on a rack, the man took a seat while the assassin diale
~Under the Mistletoe~ SpainXReader-Christmas Wishlist-More Like This
~Under the Mistletoe~
You and your best friend, Bella, were at a Christmas party that her friend Antonio was holding. She had told you all about this Antonio guy, but you had never met him in person. She also told you about his two best friends, Gilbert and Francis. Apparently Antonio was from Spain, Francis was from France, and Gilbert was from...Prussia. You had questioned her on how he could possibly be from Prussia because it did not even exist any more, but she simply said that he believes he's from Prussia, but it's more like East Germany. You just went with that.
Bella had you by the hand and was leading you through crowds of people, looking to introduce you to Antonio. On the way, Bella raised one hand and waved it, calling over someone. You saw a familiar Italian face squeeze though the crowd of people, coming over to you. "Hi Lovi~!" Bella said to her boyfriend as she placed a kiss on his cheek and he
Sing to me [Oneshot]More Like This
I still remember the rhythmic beeping of the EKG. Her heart beat meant everything to me in that moment, because it was a signal that she was still there...
She was my best friend, no... my sister, and I couldn't leave her. She needed me right now.
She had just attempted suicide, and I needed her to know that I was here for her. So every night I sang a song to her. It was her favourite song, and I think I finally understand why.
It was almost like it was written for her and I could have almost sworn it was.
I'd always hold her hand as I sang to her, not understanding what I was singing at the time. I just thought that maybe if she heard me singing it...she might wake up.
And eventually she did open her eyes and look at me, but they didn't shimmer like they had always done before.
"What's wrong, little sis?" I asked as she looked into my cerulean orbs with her
Butler!England x Reader [Relaxation] With a heavy sigh, you stepped into your wonderful home after a tiring day at work. Yawning, you stepped out of your shoes and allowed Arthur, your butler, to take your coat and hang it up for you.More Like This
"Did you have a good day, Miss (Name)?" He asked respectfully, and you nodded. "Tea is on the table, and I've set out a few books for you to unwind with."
Turning around, you smiled at the Englishman. He was always on top of things, making sure you had everything you needed or wanted so you could relax. "Thank you very much, Arthur. It's just what I needed." You kissed the man's cheek before trotting off to your bedroom to change into some comfortable clothes.
Arthur chuckled lightly as he hung your coat up and straightened your shoes out. Your relationship with each other was an odd one; one moment you were master and servant, and the next you were the closest of friends. Of course, you couldn't admit you had fallen
Bullied!America x bully!reader-Expressing feelingsAlfred walked the halls with his head down and his books close to his chest, trying not to have a meeting with you. You were one of the school bullies and picked on him on the regular, so he tried to avoid you as much as he could. That was harder to do each day.More Like This
He was shoved roughly into the nearby lockers. "Yo, loser! Looks like you're speed walking," the oh too familiar female voice rang in his ears, being at a fairly close distance.
"N-no. I-I was just trying to get to class," he assured.
"It looked like you were trying to hide from me."
"N-no! I-I was just walking."
You punched the locker behind him, making the blonde jump a little in fear. "You don't have to lie, Alfie. If you were running, say you were running. Were you running?"
You leaned in closer to him. Your lips gently grazed his ear causing him to shiver. He closed his eyes shut and flinched as he heard a sly chuckle come from your lips. "Are you scared of me, Alfie?" you guessed in a soft tone. He chose to sta
I'm pregnant not sick! [Japan X Pregnat Reader]More Like This
You just parked you car and went to the trunk to take out the shopping bag, when you husband suddenly came to you and pulled the bag out of your arms.
“Gosh Kiku don’t scare me like this. Did you wait the whole time in the garden of my return?” you asked and grabbed a new bag. Again he pulled out of your arms.
“You are pregnant! You aren’t allowed to take heavy things.” He said and looked a little bit evilly at you. You started to giggled.
“Give me one of them. I’m fine with that. They are not heavy.” You laughed.
“You have to take this big tummy [Name]-chan. I think that is enough. Go inside and wait for me to bring you a tea.” He said and smiled at you friendly.
Since when it was a good idea to say that a woman has a big tummy? You rolled your eyes and went inside.
“I’m pregnant not sick!” you exclaimed and sat down at the sofa…
“Give it to me! Please K
England X Chubby!Reader ~ Summertime SadnessEngland X Chubby!Reader ~ Summertime SadnessMore Like This
With a happy sigh Arthur tucked his hand into yours, the fingers interweaving and knitting intimately together. Certainly you were on the bigger side but that meant there was more for him to love and hold at night. The pair of you walked across the sand, feet sinking into the sand with each step. He gently bumped his shoulder against yours causing you to let out a small giggle. Your t-shirt and shorts moved with the breeze moving through the beach. He was so blessed to have you in his life, even more so to be dating you. You were filled to the brim with an ethereal inner beauty that drew him in the moment he set eyes on you but that light was faded today. There was something off with the way that you had been acting since you got here.
You were withdrawn and slow to react to questions. Even when you did realize you were being asked something your answers were vague and occasionally unrelated.
Perhaps Alfred would know Arthur thought a
Japan X Reader- Anime Pick Up LinesMore Like This
Japan X Reader- Anime Pick Up Lines
A/N- Yep… you bet… XD
I couldn’t help myself and it kinda seems what Japan would do… KINDA.
Warning- Kinda dirty references here. X’D ...More like really. XD I regret nothing. Absolutely nothing. X'D
Alfred was going over to Kiku’s for a surprise visit. Without even knocking or alerting Kiku to his presence, he entered Kiku’s Japanese styled house and stalked through the halls. Expecting nothing to be out of the ordinary, he was shocked when he heard two laughs, followed by a light masculine and Japanese accented voice.
“Hai, Hai. Ret’s see… Ah, I’ve got one! ‘You’re the only dirty thing I rike.’ Can you guess?” A feminine chuckle bounced off the walls and entered Alfred’s ears as he stopped walking
Canada x Reader - Plushie ConfessionMore Like This
Sleepovers with Matthew and his brother Alfred always proved themselves to be eventful.
Whether or not that was a good thing, you’ve yet to decide.
“Matthew, help! Your– brother– is– choking– me!”
“C-C’mon now Alfred, let _____ go, it’s just a movie–”
“NO! Oh god, DO NOT OPEN THAT CLOSET!”
Having completely disregarded Matthew’s attempts at making Alfred let you go, the American instead chose to grab onto Matthew too, ensnaring him in his death grip in his fit of fear.
Why did you accept their invitation for a sleepover again?
Because of Matthew.
Not saying it like it’s a bad thing, but your longtime, shy Canadian friend Matthew was someone you happened to harbor feelings for; and due to these feelings, you usually wanted to be around him, an
May I? [2P!America x Male!Reader]"[Name]?"More Like This
"I do believe my penny whistle is hardening."
"Is that so?"
"Does it need me to blow it?"
"Very much so."
"Shall I fetch the bird then?"
"Did you ejaculate?"
"May I shag you with the shagitude of a thousand virgins?"
"My dear Allan, you already are."
[Name]'s eyes flew open and he bolted up in bed, the arm that had been wrapped tightly and possessively around his waist sliding off of him. His breathing was slightly erratic and his heart beat an uneven, rapid rhythm against his pale chest. "...I'm spending too much time around Oliver and his food."
Starting Over JapanxReaderTea was your one cure-all. No matter what was wrong with you, be it a headache, a stomachache, or even just a plain bad mood, tea always put you right back on your feet.More Like This
And god could you use some right now.
You groaned and buried your head in your hands as Alfred started shouting again in his “hero voice” about some global warming plan he’d come up with. You loved your friend, you really did, but today was just not your day; and having to listen to him shout wasn’t what you needed. Your head already felt like it was about to split in two, and listening to Alfred’s voice was never something that someone with a migraine should have to be put through.
A gentle pat on your head made you glance to your right to see your best friend, Kiku, glancing at you sympathetically. The frustrated way in which you rolled your eyes drew a chuckle out of him. He knew how you felt and he also knew that he would be inviting you to his house after the meeting for tea. You appa
Magic in the Air NorwayxReader“Hey, Lukas. Did you know that the Vikings believed that people could turn into ‘werewolves’ by-“More Like This
“By putting on a specific belt that would allow them to transform into a wolf.”
“Ok. Well did you know that in order to help tip a deal in the favor of the gods, Loki turned-“
“Into a mare to distract the builder’s horse, thereby preventing the builder from holding up his end of the bargain.”
“…You always interrupt me. I can’t tell you anything.”
“Well maybe if you told me facts that were about a subject I know nothing about, I wouldn’t interrupt you.”
“I’ve tried that before but the subjects you don’t know anything about are ones you have no interest in. I’m losing either way.”
“I don’t know why you keep trying then.”
You huffed. “Because I’m determined to tell you a fact you don’t know about something you like.
Growing Up CanadaxReaderA quiet sigh escaped you as you flopped down on the hill behind your house. This was the first moment of relaxation you’d gotten all week. In a few days, you would be moving out of your parents’ house into your very first apartment. You were finally going to be on your own, a fact that partially terrified you because it meant you were growing up. You were really truly going to be an adult. But despite that you couldn’t wait to get everything set up in your new place, although the packing up bit was slowly killing you.More Like This
BOOM! CRASH!! BANG!!!
…Especially when Alfred decided to help.
You groaned and rolled onto your stomach before pushing yourself up and heading back inside.
“Alfred, if I have to go buy another dresser because of you, I am not going to be happy,” you called out as you stepped inside. A nervous chuckle was all you heard before the sound of someone dashing out of your front door reached your ears.
“Sorry about him, (Name),
Make Me a Believer Jack FrostxReader“Hey! Jamie! Don’t run too far ahead! I don’t wanna lose you!”More Like This
A loud laugh was the response as the young boy running ahead of you slowed down and turned to face you.
“Come on, (Name)! We’re almost there!”
You smiled lightly as you walked up next to Jamie and ruffled his hair. “The lake’s not going anywhere, buddy.”
“I know, but I wanna skate!” And with that said, he latched onto your hand and began to drag you down the snowy trail.
You were used to this sort of behavior. You’d been babysitting Jamie since he was five and you were eleven, so he saw you as an older sister at this point. It’d been six years since then and the two of you couldn’t be closer if you tried.
Sometimes you worried about him though. Eleven years old, going on twelve, and he still believed in Santa, the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy, and now he’d added Jack Frost to the list. You didn’t know many of the other nei
Captain AmericaxReader Drabble Series Part 1Life with Captain AmericaMore Like This
Stage 1: First Meeting
You tried to hide your nervousness as you walked through the long hallways and large rooms of Avengers Tower. Tony Stark had hired you very recently as a general secretary, although hinted at the possibility of it being very unusual secretarial work, and told you to start getting acquainted with your new work building.
…He’d failed to mention that you would more than likely lose your way within the first few minutes.
So now you were trying, and failing, to make your way back to the main lobby that you’d first come into upon arriving at the tower. You turned corner after corner, unable to find any sort of familiar area that could give you a clue as to where you were.
Another corner turned and all of a sudden you were confronted with a plaid patterned wall.
“…Well this is new,” you muttered, as you held a stare down with this new obstacle before a light cough interrupted your thoug
Finally Meeting EnglandxReaderxBaby!SealandIt was hard. Being the wife of a soldier was not a role you’d ever expected to play, and sometimes you wondered how much longer you could keep it up.More Like This
You loved your husband, you really did. But the constant fear of a soldier that was not him coming to your home, telling you that Arthur had gone missing or was declared dead, was too big a burden for you to bear on your own. And you were one your own. Your parents and his were too far away for you to make it to them safely during this war. The only company you had in your little house was your four month old child, Peter.
Arthur had been absent for most of your pregnancy up until now, a fact that upset you although you couldn’t blame him. Because of that, he’d never gotten the chance to see his little boy who looked almost exactly like him. You could only imagine Arthur’s reaction when you wrote to him that Peter even had his eyebrows.
A soft smile appeared on your face as you gently ran a finger over said e
Accidental Confession PrussiaxReader“The world is out to get me, I swear,” you growled to yourself as you flopped down onto Ludwig’s couch. You’d finally gotten the courage to tell Gilbert that you had feelings for him, but everyone and their mother decided that today would be the perfect day to follow you around and interrupt you each time you tried. And the whole world, literally, was on your shoulders. Every other frickin’ country knew you were trying to confess and wanted to know how it was going. But each time one of them came to bother you about it, they ended up causing such a disruption that you couldn’t go through with it.More Like This
Part of you had to wonder if they were doing this on purpose, because seriously their timing was too perfect. Thinking back on all your attempts, you were honestly freaked out about just how all of your friends managed to pop up during your attempted confessions.
“Uh, h-hey, Gil?”
The cocky Prussian turned with a grin
A Twisted Fate (Part 1)More Like This
Running, thats all she been doing for two hours is running and for once not for training reasons. She was being chased by members of Arachnophobia and Medusa's group and being half wolf made it a bit easy to get away, her training also helped out a lot but her stamina was starting to wear down from her constant running. With no choice she duck into a unusually large underground hole that was hidden by some brush panting like crazy.
"Ok stay calm they can't find me if they can't hear me right? Yes that's right just stay calm." She told herself as she stopped her loud panting and calmed her breathing a bit so she wasn't panting so loud and yet panting quietly to take in her breathe.
"She went this way!" A male voice said running past the hole she was hidden in. She sighed quietly, 'Oh good he didn't see me.' she thought herself.
"No she didn't. She's still here...I know she's still here, her scent is strong." A deep male voice came from the right side of her hole and came closer till the
Misunderstandings (Canada x Reader) Part 2It had been days since ____ had last talked to Canada.More Like This
America turned to ____, "Yeah?"
"Do you know why Canada has been avoiding me?" She asked.
____ shook her head. "Never mind, you can think about it," She said, walking out of the room.
____ asked the rest of the countries the same question, ending up with the response 'Who?' each time.
After asking more countries than she meant to -She didn't intend to ask every country she ever met...- ____ started to head home.
After she got home, she kicked over her coffee table, "I don't understand!" ____ knocked over a few chairs, "Was I being to forward?!"
This went on for a few minutes, until it looked like a tornado had hit the room.
After achieving maximum damage, ____ sat in a corner where a bookshelf had previously been, and examined the room. She said nothing but left the room.
In ____'s room, ____ was sitting on her bed with an open notebook in front of her, and a pen in her hand.
'I don't know why, but Mattie's avoi
A Boy and his Dragon (DenmarkxDragon!Reader) 0The sweet scent of the early spring danced across your face, awaking you from the deep slumber you have been in for the coldest winter months. Slowly, you peeled back your eyelids to gaze about your cave, the gentle rays of sunlight stinging your lovely (e/c) orbs with their gentle glow. After blinking a few times, your eyes adjusted to the sudden brightness that you hadn’t seen in a few months. Your large jaws parted and a deep, needing yawn escaped them, a bit of smoke also mixing in with the air. Unfortunately, since you had been in deep slumber for awhile, it would take some time before your body would be capable of breathing fire again.More Like This
Yes, you could breathe fire. This was because of one reason and one reason only; you were a Dragon. Now, just because you were a dragon didn’t mean you were huge, oh no. You were actually rather small for your kind since you were only three decades old, still a baby to most of your kind. In fact, you were probably the size of a cow stil
2p!Canada x reader- yeah I'm badass!(part 6)Nancy was the first to make it in the house.More Like This
"A-Alfred!", you could hear her call.
Everyone else made it in and Nancy was face to face with a man with strawberry blonde hair. "Hello! I just wanted to say hi to, poppet here"
"Heh heh...H-hey Oliver", Nancy replied nervously.
"He doesn't look very scary. Why you all nervous Nana?", you ask her and fold your arms.
Alfred pulls Nana away from him and Mathew puts a tight grip around your waist.
"Who's this? I haven't met her before?"
"You and Francis don't touch her", Mathew warned Oliver.
"We wouldn't do anything to hurt her!", He gasped.
"...Hi. I'm (name)", you wave to the man. He steps closer and Mathews hug tightens. "Ack! Don't kill me, Matt!"
"Oh no! Poppet! You're covered in scars and bruises! What happened to you?!"
"Oh it's not that serious...I don't even remember how I got half of these now. Probably when I was in all those fights with Alfred. I wouldn't even call those fights though"
"You're right. I call it me sho
Batter and Babysitters - CanadaXReaderMore Like This
"Is it done yet!?" You whined, peeking over your bestfriend's shoulder as he mixed the batter.
"(Y/N)! I told you, it takes a while!" He blonde said, imitating your tone, but quieter. In response, you stuck your tongue out at him and turned around, about to leave when one of the kids came running in and tackled your legs. Playing along, you fell backwards and crashed into your friend Matthew, who in turn dumped the sticky mixture of batter everywhere.
You and Matthew Williams had been best friends since third grade. Now the two of you were second years in highschool, and learning to support yourselves and lead a life. You both talked to your parents and surprisingly, they went for the idea you proposed. See, you and Matthew wanted to be prepared for the world when you went to college. So, you two got an apartment and moved in together. It was simply wonderful; Matthew was the best roommate! He cleaned up your messes, helped you with your algebra homework, and didn't throw loud obnoxiou
Pasta Time! Italy x Reader"Italy?" you called, seeing the bubbly Italian always made you happy, and you could use a little something to brighten up your day. He turned to you, his normally closed eyes open and tearing up. "Italy! What's wrong?" you asked putting a hand on his shoulder, suddenly worried about your friend. Although he looked like he was about to speak, all that he could manage was a slight whimper and the escape of a few tears. Quickly you hugged him, "It's okay, Italy. Want to come to my house and have pasta? Pasta always makes you feel better, right?"More Like This
He nodded, a small smile back on his lips, "S-Si."
So you led him to your house, with an arm around his waist to try to comfort him more. Soon he started to brighten up, and Italy put an arm over your shoulders, bringing a light blush to your face. When you got to your home you instructed him to sit while you started. But what you didn't know was that England had been in your house. And what you thought was some old spaghetti sauce from a few nigh
Greater Understanding [Makoto x Male!Reader]More Like This
If love is blind, then maybe a blind person that loves has a greater understanding of it.
- Criss Jami
[Name] [Surname] sat quietly in the passenger seat of his family's car, listening with a concerned frown to his mother as she chattered on and on about the weather. It was sunny outside, according to her, with the clouds resembling overly fluffy white pieces of cotton candy. The sky and the ocean shared the same blue, and the cherry blossoms were in full bloom, their bright pink greeting them cheerily as they passed by. It was, she said, a beautiful spring day, the perfect time to be starting his very first day of high school.
She's nervous, he thought, his fingers tapping lightly against the leg of his uniform pants, probably even more than I am.
He sighed, turning his head to stare out the window. It was, of course, out of pure habit, something that he had done even when he was little. Back then he had always liked to watch the scenery pass by whenever he
Q and A about PM tidbitsasked by :icony3daner:More Like This
I decided to share it on a journal post since the questions are quite interesting
* Does Sun have a human name? If so, what is it?
You can also just call him 'Sol'. Since it is an actual real name
* In Saturn's A.L.I.A.S description, you only put in "Kronan." Does he have a last name?
Still unknown as of now
* You said in Mars's character description that his hair was dyed, in that case, what's his natural hair color?
Grey (but don't tell him that )
His hair is a reference to the red rusty dust covering Mars as we see it now
* Can you possibly give me a list of the main characters' ideal types of lovers? I kinda need it for my story... Please?
Sol: ((Sol thinks like a romance novel ))
Mercury: "Strong but gentle... and I hope they are shorter than me"
Venus: "Someone 'graceful' and not a dumbass."
Earth: "Somebody who has great chemistry with me~ =w= Also, someone who could 'boss' me around."
Mars: "Someone who is