Good news and bad news (CanadaXReader)You stamped your feet, the cold freezing you. Damn, why did Canada have to be so damn cold! You muttered a string of curse words under your breath, rubbing your hands and shoulders for warmth.
Matthew hadn’t arrived yet, not that that was a problem; you always had the habit to be places ridiculously early.
So that was to be expected. You’d taken the bus, thinking that was okay to go to an nature park. But when you’d gotten off at the stop, a sign was boarded on the gates. “Closed for maintenance my arse.” You mumbled angrily, huddling into your coat.
The bus only came every two hours, so you thought you might as well stay there and go back to Matthew’s house and play video-games or something.
Though it was taking him rather long. Maybe that was just your frustration and the cold getting to you. And you couldn’t be angry at the quiet Canadian anyway, he was just too sweet and nice.
So that’s why, when he did arrive in his red car, you smil
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Request for NixyClizzy
Logging onto your deviantART, you noticed another note in your inbox. A warm smile lit your face and your chest felt tight. You pulled up the message, noting the familiar username in the spot marked ‘Sent by’.
Eagerly, you read the message.
‘Hey, (F/n)! I just found out I’ll be in (town) for a hockey tournament starting this Monday-’ you checked your calendar. Monday was tomorrow! A bright grin on your face, you looked back down to the message, ‘-and I was wondering if you wanted to meet up? You know, in real life?’
Fingers flying, you typed up your response. ‘I would love to! I think I know which arena you’re at, too! Tell me what time you’re playing and we can get something to eat after your game!’
Noting that he was online still, you cleared the rest of your inbox before reloading the page.
‘First game’s at 1, look for number 71.&
Hetaloid!Canada x Reader - Unpacked Pt.2Hetaloid!Canada x ReaderMore Like This
The windows from outside were almost completely frosted in snow and ice. Intricate little patterns weaved around the frame and served as an interesting barrier between the warmth of the small cafe and the chilly world outside. Inside, friends and family shared warming drinks, and lovers played gentle battles with their feet beneath the tables. Outside, though it was too foggy to see, folks scurried through newfallen snow while couples huddled together for warmth and an excuse for intimacy in public. That itself reminded you of someone back at home, and a small smile tucked the corners of your lips.
"So how've you been with your Canada model?"
The sudden turn of conversation found its way over and spotlighted on you, taking you by surprise as you nearly burned your tongue trying to gingerly sip at the (favorite hot beverage) in your hands. You quickly recooperated and stared at two of your friends sitting before you. You cleared your throat and b
Hetaloid!Canada x Reader - UnpackedHetaloid!Canada x ReaderMore Like This
The gross feeling of drool sticking to your chin was the only way you knew that you'd fallen asleep.
Your (eye color)-tinted eyes fluttered open lazily and just stared at the slow rotation of the ceiling fan for a good minute. You must have dozed off on the couch, and sitting upright, no less. Ugh, your neck was going to be stiff, but since there wasn't any ache to think about yet, your mind was free to roam. What were you just dreaming about? You couldn't quite remember - like a heavy fog had settled over your head like a thick blanket - but it must have been a nice dream. You felt much calmer than when you got home only a while ago. But, how long was a while ago? Should you get up and check?
Was time really that important right now?
You slowly closed your eyes, shrouding the room in a red darkness. It was so quiet in the apartment that you could hear the soft whoosh of the fan blades almost effortlessly. You stared a little at the red of the
Make-Up Work [Canada x Reader]Mr. Braginski called your name, snapping you out of the groove you’d just gotten into completing the science packet. You only then noticed everyone was packing up. One minute to the bell.More Like This
“Yeah?” you responded robotically, tucking the stapled packet into your science book. Mr. Braginski leaned on your lab table.
“Williams was not in class today, da?”
“Mattie? Oh…I hadn’t noticed,” you admitted, a bit embarrassed because you were Matthew’s only friend in this class. “But yeah, I think he wasn’t feeling well yesterday.”
“Yes. He is home sick. I understand you are close, da? You live on his street?”
“Would you take his homework to him?” he asked, sugar-tongued. You shivered. He was always so nice and patient, never gave you a reason to fear him, and yet you found him scary.
“Yes, of course,” you said, holding your book tightly to your chest.
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You shiverednot because of the temperature, but because of a feeling you couldn't get rid of that chilled you to your bones and doused your skin in an icy envelopment. Then, a blast of cold air came whooshing inside the house as the door opened. You weren't expecting anyone else, but judging from the familiar clopping sounds of cured leather boots, you knew it was Matthew.
"Hi, Matt," you said to your Canadian boyfriend, his scarlet mountie uniform created a stunning contrast to the otherwise dull atmosphere. He took off his polarized aviators that protecting his eyes from the blinding sunlight that reflected off of the snow and brushed back some loose strands of blonde hair that was hastily done in a ponytail.
Matthew didn't even bother to say anything as he walked inside your house and flopped on your couch without even the slightest consideration to take off his snow-covered boots that were tracking melting slush onto your floor. Then, once he made hi
Canada x Reader: Fall ColoursWhat on earth am I doing here? you wondered as you handed your dance ticket and light jacket away and were admitted inside the dance hall. You blew on your hands and rubbed them together, hoping the friction would warm them from the cold outside. You weren't used to how cold it is in Canada.More Like This
You tugged at your backless, sparkly black dress and you recalled how you got into this mess. Yesterday your friend Alfred F. Jones introduced you to his younger brother, Matthew, and suddenly you were going to a dance with said boy. You weren't told any other details, except that you were to dress up because it was a formal dance. Seeing as you'd finished all your university midterms, you decided to just go along with the date. But secretly, you only came to see the maple trees, which around this time of year – mid-October – would be changing colours.
"_____, so you decided to make it!" Alfred shouted upon spotting you. He was wearing a black tuxedo. "Looks like my bro won't be
I'm Sorry [Oneshot]More Like This
'I'm afraid of the dark. I've always had this fear, it goes hand in hand with my anxiety. But things have gotten worse recently and that's due to the fact that he finally lost it.
He killed everyone.
I am the only one left and I know where he is hiding.
I can see his deep, emotionless violet eyes peering through the crack between my closet doors.
I wish I could make him feel better. All those years, and I was his only friend. But he's too far into the grip of insanity, and nothing sentimental can pull him back.
I remember when we met, he was so sweet and shy. He bore the most adorable violet orbs I'd ever seen. They seemed to hold a sweet luster. His golden hair fell in perfect wavy locks, aside from the unruly spiral curl that looked to be tickling his bright red nose.
The snow had fallen heavily the night before and children of all ages were out making the best of this chilly occasion.
He sat, unnoticed on a bench and waited for someo
Pillow Talk (Canada x Insecure!Reader)A contented sigh escaped Matthew's lips as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to his bare chest. A gentle hum reverberated through your body in response to your lover's bare warmth. You silently began to paint untraceable patterns on his chest using your fingernails. Tentatively, you voiced a question that had been nudging at you for far too long. A relentless, pin sharp thorn in your side.More Like This
"Hmmm?" He responded lazily, placing a chaste kiss on your forehead.
"Do you love me?"
"Of course." He tilted his head down so that he could look at you, but you refused his amethyst gaze.
"Why?" You demanded
He opened his mouth to reassure you, but before he could speak, you cut him off.
"You could do so much better than me. You could find someone prettier, kinder, smarter."
"(Name), why are you so worried?"
You adjusted your shoulders and swallowed before continuing.
"You're just so kind, so gentle, so human. But I'm coarse, abrasive, ugly and cold."
"No, no, no." Gently
Bad Dog~2P!CanadaXMale!SecretPunk!Reader *preview*Lights flashed and screams echoed in your ears. Your lips parted and as the first beat followed another you began to sing.More Like This
Black Soul's back, Black Soul’s back, Black Soul’s back back back back back
Jigeumbuteo all stop eoneu nugura haedo
I hyeonjangeul beoseonaseon an dwae myeongbaekhan i sageon soge ginjanghaji ma
Nan milsil aneseo deo jayurowo imi
Neoui tteollin sumgyeol hanakkaji nochiji anha
Eunmilhage norin simjangui boseok
Neoui buranhan geu siseonkkaji kkwetturheosseo nan
Yonguiseonsangui neol chajanaesseo nan freeze!
Amugeotdo moreundan eolgullo neon
Nae mameul heundeureo gihoereul noryeo
Du gaeui dap (du gaeui dap)
Gin bam bulkkoccheoreom teojyeo baby
Oh i’m curious yeah sajin sok nega sungan misojieo wae
Oh i’m so curious yeah, i’m so curious yeah
Haruedo subaek beonssik neol tteoollida tteolchyeonaeda
Nae meorissogeul chaeun uimun nega wonhan geosi mwonga
Sorido eobsi heulleo deuneun i sunga
2P CanadaxReader OneShot2P!CanadaxReaderMore Like This
New Years resolution
That hockey stick. The one wrapped in barbed wire . The one with blood stained bandages.
How you hated it.
But he loved it, he cherished it like it was his one and only love.
He wasn't home right now, probably off messing around at some club. He would come back drunk, smelling of cigarettes and cheap perfume. But not yet, not for a while.
But you were home and so was the stick.
You walked over to it and grabbed the handle. It was heavy, surprisingly heavy. The handle was worn smooth, but the rest was rough.
It looked like it would burn quite easily.
You entered the kitchen of your small apartment and grabbed a pack of matches.
Back into the living room.
You wrapped the hockey stick in newspaper and set it on the grate in the fireplace.
He would kill you for this. But that was okay, because in a way you would be victorious.
Flicking a match in you sat back, watching as it slowly turn to ash. He would be home soon
CanadaXReader :100TC: 15- Silence' So... This is how it ends for me, ' You thought in your lonely hospital bed.More Like This
You were running down a street, only lit by a street lamp.
You heard the drunk man chasing after you slur, " Heeeeey, C'mon purty giiiiirl, I wooon't huuurt youuuu. "
It only caused you to run faster. You turned into a dark alley way, hoping there was a place to hide, or atleast to get out. You were trapped, it was a dead end, and the man was getting closer. He was getting dangerously close, and you started to cry.
" I dare you to get closer to her, " You heard a familiar voice from behind the man hiss.
" What aaaaare yoooouu gonnnna dooo abouuut iiit? " The man slurred.
" This! " You're rescuer charged at the man and gave him a good bloody nose.
" Now leave her alone! " He stood infront of you, waiting for the drunk man to leave. Once he left you're rescuer helpped you up. It was Matthew Williams, one of your best friends.
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"...Fratello, Rima won't talk to me!" Shouted Feliciano Vargas to his older brother, Lovino.
"W-Why should I care you bastard?!" He growled.
"Be~cause~ You like Rima~!" He whined.
Feliciano earns a good kick in the head by Lovino.
"Hey! Don't fight when we're in here!" Shouted Antonio. "Chica, did you say you wanted Chocolate scones?" He asked, turning to Rima.
"Hm? Oh, Nah. I'll cook. I already told you Toni, You guys are guests here." She replied standing up and walking over to Antonio.
"Besides, Francis and I caught Gil kissing Fratello." Rima smiled, trying to bottle up that laughter in her throat.
"...I'll be right back." He replied, running off to give Gilbert a good beating. Silence followed and Soon Rima or Sorfina burst into laughter.
"That's not nice of you to Lie R- Sorfina." Said Gilbert. "Especially about the awesome me." He whined.
Gilbert earns a good punch from Sorfina. "Dont, I repeat, DON'T call me SORFINA." Sorfina growled.
Canada x Reader: Snowed InIt was the worst storm your county had known in decades, and it had to strike when you were visiting a certain someone. Yes, a bone chilling blizzard had broke out at bellow freezing right after you had arrived that evening. The weather forecast had predicted much snow fall, but not in this way. This was beyond belief, mind boggling even.More Like This
The day started off like any other day in winter. You were heading to your dear boyfriend's house, Matthew ,Christmas was around the corner and you were going to spend a week with him for it. The two of you have been together for around a year now, but you two weren't rushing things. Separate houses were a good thing, it gave you independence so you would not bother the other too much by being clingy.
Pulling up to the freshly snow shoveled drive way, you stepped out and strolled onto the porch. You were careful with your steps because anyone could be clumsy and trip of some slippery snow or ice. It happened to everyone and you defiantly did not
Canadian Stereotypes..More Like This
"Do canadians kids ride polar bears to school?"
Matthew Williams, also known as Canada, peered up from his newspaper to look at his friend, (your name) glaring into the computer screen in front of her.
"Uh...no (your name), we don't ride polar bears at all." he said, flipping to a new page without hassle.
"Okay." she sighed, making a funny shape with her tounge while waiting for the next page to load. Matthew gave her a little look before looking back blushing. She's so damn cute, he thought.
"Do canadians play hockey all the time?"
Matthew gave a puzzling look before finally answering.
"N-no. Some don't play hockey at all much less every-"
"Is it true you put mayple syrup on everything?"
Matthew turned lightly pink, becayse of the horrible stereotypicalism. Did people really think that about canadians? Nobody remembered him anyway so what did it matter? What was worse to him now what was (your name) thought of him.
"Do canadians give people whatever they want because their 'soo' nice?
curiouser and curiouserseventeen years &More Like This
still chasing white rabbits,
it's no wonder i've never
been in love.
we're all mad here;
no one can find the road to
(i don't know
where to go)
let's fall down a hole.
(i'm just a chrysalis
with no butterfly wings)
off with my head when it
can only imagine nonsense
& clockwork hearts.
give me a cheshire's smile-
i want to know
what it feels like
to be in wonderland.
Hetaloid!DenmarkXArtist!Reader part 1More Like This
“I ended up coming after all...” You mumbled to yourself, staring up at the large apartment complex looming above like some predator in the night. You let out a deep and tired sigh, your (e/c) eyes lazily scanning the building. It was fairly old but it was well up kept, besides the few corners where the paint was peeling off of walls.
Your eyes lower to the concrete floor as you drag your feet up the flight of stairs, sticking your hands in your pockets. Your fingers brush over the cool metal of a key. You gently rub your fingers over it, feeling the rough edges of it as you reached a metal door on the 4th floor. You take another long sigh as you slowly pull out the key. You glance at it, then to the lock before slipping it in.
There was a soft clicking noise as you unlocked the door. Grabbing and turning the door handle, you push it open and take one step inside. Your brows furrow as you take a quick sniff. It smelt like beer.
“Was he a drinker...?” You mumbled
EridanXReaderXKarkat- CASTLE: Chapter 1You are shoved into a small, dank room, and the cell door is slammed shut. You stumble, the momentum behind the push sending you crashing down to the floor. You land on your shoulder with such force that, despite gritting your teeth in anticipation, you yelp at the pain. Your hands bound behind your back, you retreat to the far corner as footsteps fade away behind you. Hissing in pain and humiliation, you try to make yourself as comfortable as physically possible, curled up with your knees to your chest and your back against bars.More Like This
Your name is (F/N) (L/N), and your success is very limited.
You inhale, breathing in air that tastes like mildew, disease, and carries the same chill that everything else here seems to hold. This... dungeon. You don't know how else to describe it. You've never seen one before, nor has one ever appeared in any of the books you've read, but the gut-wrenching feeling in your stomach makes the word surface in your mind. The floor is nothing more than hard-packed
Mituna x Reader - Just a Bit LongerMituna sighed and laid his head on your shoulder. The two of you had been having talks every day of the week. You loved being able to help your friend through all of the troubles he was having, and sometimes, he would even help you.More Like This
“I’m just upset,” Mituna explained, “because no one likes me anymore. Not since the accident.”
You put an arm around you friend and squeezed him tightly. “Don’t say that, of course people like you!”
“But Cronus said that he doesn’t even want to be my friend anymore,” Mituna protested. “He says that I’m ‘different’ and he liked me the way I was before.”
You glanced down at him, hoping he could feel how much you cared about him from the look in your eyes. “Just because Cronus can’t accept your change doesn’t mean you two won’t patch things up sooner or later. Besides, even if you don’t have Cronus, you still have Latula. She tries so m
Perfect Two ~Death the KidXReaderSometimes, it was hard for you to be friends with him. Patience is a virtue. And you have it. At least, you do when it comes to him. He was probably the craziest, most insane person you had ever met. Of course, he was crazy in a different way than say –Dr. Stein. Due to his parentage, and knowing his father, you weren’t really sure how he ended up like he did –OCD, that is. But still, you were probably the best friend that he would ever have.More Like This
“Hey _______!” calls out a voice that you recognized as Maka. She was with Tsubaki. The three of you were going to have a girls’ day. You were standing in front of the apartment you shared with your meister, (Name). Quickly, you walk towards the two of them, grinning all the while. (Name) had recently brought something to your attention and you wanted their sagely advice.
“Hi girls!” you respond. Tsubaki smiles softly at you.
With the greetings out of the way,
Hearts and Butterflies- Valentines Day DTKxReader“Oh, come on, Kid. Giving someone a Valentine’s gift isn’t rocket science.” Liz drawled.More Like This
Death the Kid, son of Lord Death and Grim Reaper-in-the-making, was standing in the courtyard with his weapons Liz and Patty Thompson like they always did when they attended the DWMA. Only this time, it wasn’t just any normal school day; it was Valentine’s Day. The gang had decided it would be fun to give a gift to any person of his or her choosing, EXCEPT his or her partners. This meant Kid couldn’t just give a gift to both Liz and Patty. He could pick only ONE person, not two. He could only give ONE present.
In other words, the exchange itself was asymmetrical.
“IT’S NOT FAIR! WHY ONLY ONE PERSON!? WHY ONLY ONE!?!?” he wailed, clearly distraught. He fell to his knees and began to pound his fist on the ground, nearly crushing the box that contained the small chocolate candy he was supposed to give away. Liz rolled her eyes and pinched the
Grub!Gamzee x Lusus!ReaderYou don't know why you thought it would be a good idea to play Hide and Seek with Gamzee, seeing as he's tiny and you're huge, but he seemed really keen on playing. Though he had an endless supply of hiding places you told him to honk every once and a while to make it fair. He honked at you so you took it as him understanding.More Like This
Now here you were, searching for the highblood wriggler. He was good, but as you told him to he would honk every so often. It was fun finding Gamzee, but he was hiding really well this time.
"He he honk!"
There it was, now you knew where he was. You stood up to your full height and hing up on the ceiling is where Gamzee was sitting in the lighting fixture. He looked at you and his chubby little face split into a wide grin.
"Honk!" He hopped off the light and onto your shoulder, nuzzling it lovingly. You smiled back at him and sat into a lusi friendly seat, holding the wriggler to your chest. You watched as he walked in circles like a barkbeast before laying down
Fourth time's the charm ((Kankri x Reader))Kankri Vantas was always going on and on about his triggers, including the triggers of others. Many occasions he'd ask yours and you'd bite your tongue, refusing to tell the troll that he was your trigger. He was your trigger for just about everything. Yet, he was still one of your closest friends. Whilst you had a moirail, you had proposed the idea of him being yours. Which, to your dismay, he had declined kindly. As kind as Kankri can possibly be, mind you, which isn't all that kind once you compare it to the kindness of... anyone else. Continuously telling you that he was 'celibate'. You knew the person whom was closest to him was Porrim, almost being at moirail status, but not quite there yet. Kankri refused to have any sort of relationship, pale, ashen, black, or red; it didn't matter. It frustrated you to no end knowing that he would probably never feel the same way back. Besides, wasn't he red for Latula? She was pretty rad, even if you knew it was an act, you wished you could bMore Like This
BTTXNeko!Reader Part 4"Dude, salami, chicken, and what is thi- French cheeses?!"More Like This
You grumbled as you shifted through all the foods in the trio's big fridge. "Stingy Spaniard didn't give me any of this."
You were inside the house alone for the first time and were exploring the place from top to bottom. Sitting on top of the counter, you munched a couple of churros and flipped through Gilbert's ipod playlist.
You'd also 'borrowed' a T-shirt which said something in German then the word 'AWESOME' and some more German, and stolen some clean boxer shorts out of the dryer for comforts sake. They had little Eiffel towers on them. 'Weird' you thought.
As you flipped open Antonio's laptop and began to browse, you heard two knocks on the door. You shrugged, figuring it was just a solicitor or package delivery, and turned the music up louder.
Someone tapped your shoulder.
"AAUUUUGHHHH, HOLY-" You fell of the counter and threw a spoon in the invaders general direction.
"Whoah, frau! Calm down!" he yelled.
You looked up
BTTXNeko!Reader Part 3"Mon ami, how does she keep getting into the back porch when we are not opening the screen door for her?"More Like This
"I don't know. We just have una gatita intelligente!"
The trio was puzzled as to your ability to do things for yourself almost like a human. They were also wondering who was stealing Gilbert's chocolate milk out of the mini-fridge while Francis and Toni swore up and down that it wasn't them.
Meanwhile you lounged in a lawn chair next to the pool.
Francis glared at you. "She probably tore a hole in the screen or somezing. Stupid chaton."
Everyone knew that Francis pretty much had a vendetta against you. Like you were going to try to make his life miserable or something. You didn't CARE whether or not he was happy or sad or about how much he liked his carpet spotless. If you had your way, you wouldn't have anything to do with him.
He shooed you off of the chair so that he could sit down. There was an empty chair beside you, but nope, he wanted your chair.
You hissed in cat spe
BTTXNeko!Reader Part 2"Kitty, kitty, kitty! Aqui, gatita!"More Like This
You hid in a patch of sunlight under a tomato plant. You were angry at Antonio for ignoring you earlier in favor of some dumb blonds that Francis had brought back with him. He had then forgotten to feed you due to the intoxicating effects of alcohol consumption. In another words: he was drunk. Every Friday and Saturday.
And if there was one thing that you did not stand for, it was being ignored.
"Gatita, lo siento! I have tuna!"
Tempting, but no. Try again, Toni.
Just then, Toni found you in the bushes, much to your displeasure. He held the can out to you, and you turned your head up and away in a snubbing gesture.
"Pero, le encanta tuna!"
Mr. 'Awesome' (NOT) came out, practically reflecting sunlight with his albino skin, making you squint.
"Toni, stop yelling at that stupid katz!"
See? Totally not awesome.
"Gil! See if you can get la gatita to eat some food!"
"I am not doing anyzing for your 'gatita'! Zat is all ve have heard you talk about for ze
BTTXNeko!Reader Part 1You padded gently along the pavement on velvet feet under the soft glare of street lamps. Your last family had kicked you out upon learning your secret. Well, they had actually called the cops and you had made a run for it. You were currently hungry, homeless, and in need of a home.More Like This
Unfortunately, there were no ads in the newspaper for 'free loading cat-girl' (because let's face it, that's what you were), so you just had to make do. You had been observing a family for a couple of days, deciding whether or not they would take you in. There were three males: a French man, a German, and a Spaniard. You figured that if you could get the Spaniard to like you, then the other two would have no choice than to put up with you. One had a bird which could be problematic, but that would be easy enough to take care of.
In the morning, the Spaniard went out to tend to his tomato plants. That was when you would make your move. As a cat, of course. People didn't normally react very well to crazy
A Frozen NightA Frozen NightMore Like This
I shuddered and pulled my threadbare jacket tighter around my thin body. I always hated this time of the year, when the snow began to fall and all the people closed their doors. I was homeless, you see, and lived on the streets. Usually, some people would help me and give me food or clothing, but nowadays, everyone would lock their doors and ignore me. I decided I should try to warm myself up by walking around a bit.
I absentmindedly walked into town, admiring all the lights. I saw parents walking hand in hand with their children and bustling about. Many of them were holding presents or warm drinks. My empty stomach grumbled at the prospect of drinking hot chocolate or coffee, especially on a night like this.
"Hark the herald angels sing, 'Glory to the newborn King! Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled'," I heard through the square. 'Oh yes,' I thought, shoving my freezing hands into my pockets, 'It's Christmas again.' I can't even remember
RussiaxBlind!Reader part 6 FinaleYou stirred in the cold stillness of morning. At first you were confused as to why you felt so warm. You started when you felt Russia's arm wrapped around your waist and his face pressed against your hair.More Like This
"______." You heard.
"Hm?" You asked as sleep started to weigh down your eyelids.
"It's time to be waking up."
"Ivan?" You mumbled, "Is that you?"
He chucked and began to lift up the covers. You squealed at the sudden cold and lunged for the blanket, falling on Russia instead. You giggled and heard him laugh as he caught you in a kiss. After a couple moments, he walked you back to your own room.
"China called me, sunflower. He said that today is the day they will see if they can preform the surgery."
You shuddered. The upcoming surgery had been the reason you had your nightmare in the first place. You couldn't stand needles, much less eye surgery.
Russia hugged you around the shoulders.
"It's going to be okay, sunflower. What am I always telling you?"
"Don't worry." You replied.
RussiaxBlind!Reader part 5You lay in your bed shivering with cold and fear. It had been a couple months and many doctors appointments since you had joined Russia's household. He had been very kind and gentle to you, not to mention patient. However, lately, you couldn't help but feel that he had been acting rather odd around you.More Like This
At this very moment, you were not worrying about such things, but instead were shaking with fear caused by a nightmare. You were especially afraid because you couldn't see anything. There was no moonlight to calm you, no steady red numbers of an alarm clock.
"Latvia..." You called very quietly. You had that feeling that you sometimes got when you woke up from a nightmare and felt that if you spoke too loudly then it would wake up the imaginary monsters sleeping under your bed.
You hear a branch scrape up against the window and squeaked a little louder, "Latvia!"
Latvia had moved in to your room the first week of your stay. This was so that if you woke up in the night and needed somethin
RussiaxBlind!Reader part 4You sat on the couch as you listened to Russia bang some pots and pans around in the kitchen. You were about to watch the Russian live action version of Anastasia. It was English dubbed because Russia knew that you couldn't understand much Russian.More Like This
Estonia and Lithuania were busy with the duties being a country entailed while Belarus and Ukraine had gone out for the evening. This left you and Latvia to watch a movie with Russia.
"You know," you called, "We don't need popcorn if you don't want any. We could just watch the movie."
"But sunflower said that she liked popcorn so I am going to make her popcorn!" He called back.
You leaned down and whispered to Latvia to lead you to the kitchen. When you walked in, you could hear Russia grunting as he tried to work what you assumed to be a popcorn maker. You had mentioned that you liked popcorn and he couldn't get just microwave popcorn, no. He had to buy a popcorn maker to pour in the kernels and melt the butter. He had already assemble it,
RussiaxBlind!Reader part 3The moment you gained consciousness, you were freezing cold. You didn't know that it could be so ridiculously cold anywhere in the world. You snuggled down into the fluffy comforter and ducked your head under the sheets.'I just want to hibernate' You though, 'Hibernate until I can see again.'More Like This
Apparently that wasn't an option.
Your door creaked open very softly. "(y/n)? I've come to bring you down for dinner? It's such a beautiful day! We have so many things planned for you today!" There Ukraine went, always so excited about everything. And you most definitely disagreed. It was NOT a beautiful day.
You groaned, "Wha-? Yeah, I'm up. Yep." You set your feet down on the wood flooring and winced at the cold. "Hey, Ukraine." You said a little shyly.
"Could you help me get dressed. I don't know where anything is. I'm sorry."
"Of course! I wouldn't think of leaving you. You don't need to apologize, dear."
"Thanks." You smiled as she dressed you in a pair of jeans and a long sleeve
RussiaxBlind!Reader part 2"Hello, sunflower!"More Like This
You craned your neck up and around to look at him out of habit and grinned. You could picture his broad shoulders and childish smile.
"Hey, Russia. It's good to see you."
"Da, I am feeling very pleased to be seeing you (y/n)."
Ever since you lost yours sight, you hadn't been able to leave the house or go train with the allies. You missed the silly lot of them. China walked in and you could hear the wheels of your suitcase clicking as it ran over the spaces in the tiles.
"I was just telling (y/n) about Russia. Right, aru?"
"Da." You replied.
"Sunflower already knows Russian?!" He said excitedly.
You laughed, "It's the only word that I know, Russia!"
China cut in on your little conversation, "Russia, I have her schedule here. Her doctor's appointment is next sunday and don't forget, if her eyes start to hurt, then I have the medication in the front pocket." He helped you out of your chair and held your hand as you walked to the door. "You're going to be fine, aru. If
BTT x Reader: Three fathers, one daughterMore Like This
“On behalf of every man
Looking out for every girl
You are the god and the weight of her world
So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do” – Daughters, John Mayer
[f/n] watched her fathers as they slept.
Père Francis was seated on the couch, his head hanging towards the ground, while he his arms snuggled one of the cushions closer to his chest. He had a little bit of drool coming from the corner of his mouth, and every once in a while he’d laugh in a strange way, tossing and turning on the small sofa. The girl didn’t know how he hadn’t fallen on the ground yet, though he would land on papa Antonio if that happened.
-Ohonhonhonhon… So lovely... Don’t be shy… Ohon. – The sound was interrupted midway, the chortle becoming a snore, and a few more mumbles left his lips before he turned the other way, burying his face on the couch. His blond hair was facing her now, a tussock defying gravit
I'll Make A Man Out of YouMore Like This
"All right, let's get down to business." Ludwig, the personification of Germany demanded.
"Ve! Pasta!" The small Italian shouted from beside you, causing you to laugh. You and Feli the personification of Italy both earned a cold glare from the German.
"Mein gott! Ve need to defeat the Allies!" The German yelled.
"I agree with Mr. Germany." Kiku who happened to be the personification of Japan stated.
"Lighten up Ludwig, they haven't attacked yet. Why must you always make the first move?" You asked crossing your arms over your uniform clad body.
"I don't know vhy I even allowed you in. I need man power, not girl power." The German said coming face to face with you.
"I am just as good as you could ever be!" You stated.
"You und Feli are the saddest soldiers I have ever seen. But by the end of today, you'll be a true soldier." Ludwig declared. "Now, three laps everyone. Let's go!"
You groaned as you trudge your way over to the race track and began to stretch. Ludwig had already began to ra
I'm Still HereMore Like This
"Hey Gilbert?" You asked as you quietly pushed open his bedroom door.
You saw his peaceful sleeping figure, his silver toned hair messed up from tossing and turning the previous night, Gilbird noticed your presence and chirped his way over to you, snuggling in the crook of your neck.
"Hello there Gilbird, how are you?" You giggled, as the bird chirped his pleasant tune. "Gilbert." You quietly said approaching the sleeping albino. "Gilbert!" You yelled into his ear jolting him awake.
"____! Vhy vould you disturb mein awesome dream!" He yelled angrily as you fell to the floor laughing. "Ist's not funny!"
"Yes it is." You laughed. "My apologies your royal awesomeness."
"That's better." He smiled proudly.
"Hey I got you to smile!" You pointed out getting off the floor and sitting on the edge of Gilbert's bed.
"Yeah, I guess you did." He stated solemnly.
"How are you feeling?" You asked sadly looking into Gilbert's red ruby eyes.
"Vell, as usual awesome! But ist feel that somezing is missin
Bella NotteMore Like This
You were just reading a book in your cosy living room when your ring tone began to echo through the room.
"Hello?" You asked.
"Hi-a ____!" You heard the familiar Italian accent of your boyfriend speak.
"Hi Feli. How are you?" You giggled.
"I am good bella! I was-a wondering if you wanted to come over tonight?" Feli eagerly asked.
"I'd love to Feli." You replied.
"Great! Come-a over at-a seven!" He exclaimed.
"Sure I'll see you there." You laughed.
"Ti amo bella!" He replied.
"I love you too Feli." You sighed as you hung up the phone.
You loved your Italian boyfriend with all your heart. He was just a bog ball of cuteness, he would always buy you flowers and call you bella. Even if you had to comfort him during a scary movie or after a day training with Ludwig, you still found it adorable. You both even had adopted a kitten together, although it mostly live over at Feli's house. You both still loved taking care of it together.
But lately Feliciano has been acting a little stand off-ish.
How We Came To Be (RussiaxReader)It was my sixth birthday, and the mirth was thick in the air. It lingered in the sadistic hues of bright colored candies, luring us children to the sickly sweet addiction of sugar. It lingered in the thrum of the stereo, which buzzed with harmless static, frizzing along to the thrumming of jazz music, and the pounding of crazed feet. Which dance around the back yard, trampling my mother’s flowers.More Like This
It was hard not to be lulled into the happy, nostalgia of the warm summer festivity. It wasn't the fanciest by far of parties. Nothing in my life was the fanciest, right down to my worn jeans and dog eared library books. But it was enough for me. Newly six, I was quite besotted with myself. I still looked like (Name). All sticky-outtie ears, tangled mop of (hair color) hair, sparkling eyes and curious smile. Yes I still looked like me, but I was different. I’d shredded my five year old musings. Left behind pretenses of silliness, long since stopped believing in cooties, and stoppe
Door 3 (Policeman!CanadaXReader)More Like This
You stepped through the door labeled 3 and assessed your new surroundings.
It looked as though you had stepped straight into a busy city's alleyway, you quickly looked around trying to put together where you were when you were knocked on your face by a stranger.
"Give me your money!" the sleazy looking man said down to you as he held up a knife, positioning it close to your throat.
You were so confused you couldn't form words and the man grew agitated, he started to lean the knife towards your throat as he sneered "It's a shame that I have to kill such a pretty girl like you"
Your blood ran cold and as you prepared to scream you heard a deep and powerful male voice holler "FREEZE SUCKA!!!!!".
The man that was about to kill you was thrown into a wall as you were helped up by what appeared to be a very handsome policeman.
"Are you alright ma'm?" the blonde police officer asked you, all your head could do was nod.
He looked at you and yelled to his partner who was stuff
FrancexFlat!Reader: Water BalloonsYou looked at yourself in the mirror the tenth time that morning. Yes; you were ready. It was perfect.More Like This
You were never really a fortunate girl. You were always the kind that’d blend into the crowd, but you didn’t like it. Mostly it was because of your flat chest; even well after puberty, your breasts never developed. Your friends and family would sometimes tease you that you could easily pass off as a boy; jokingly of course, but it still got to you. Most of the more beautiful girls in school would pick on you for it. Worst of all, the guy in school you were absolutely nuts about since the start of the year, a French exchange student named France who also happened to be one of the big school heart-throbs, didn’t even seem to know you existed.
But today was going to be different. You were in a pair of blue jean shorts, your (color) sneakers, white socks, and your favorite t-shirt for today. What more, in the bra you borrowed from your older sister, you had two f
Smoke (ScotlandXReader)Deep, deep into the furthest recesses of your sleep, a familiar scent wafted over you. It wasn’t the pleasant cookie-scent your mother used to wake you up with, nor the papery smell of the Sunday newsletter your father used to concentrate on in the mornings. It was a homely, wonderful smell which instantly made you swell with warmth and content.More Like This
The mixture contained a blend of something sickly sweet, like the sugar candies you used to chew on until your jaw was sore, as well as a hot, musky type of smell. All of that mixed with the smell of used linen sheets and the heady smell of sweat, strangely you could also detect a breath of frosty air. Drowsily, your tired eyes fluttered open – determined to name that particular scent that had lured you from your dreams.
Still sleepy, you focused on the bed sheets you were facing, reaching up mutely to stroke the spot where a freckled chest would have normally been. It took a moment for your brain to comprehend who was missing from
GermanyxReader: The Boyfriend's Brother “Ohh Gil!” I groaned, turning my face into my pillow. Not again. “C’mon Birdie, louder,” I heard the Prussian grunt. I could hear Matthew trying to keep his moans to a minimum and I figured it was for me. I laid there, trying to drown out the sound of my friend and his boyfriend going at it before I finally gave up.More Like This
I threw my legs over the edge of my bed and I put my flip flops on. I grabbed a blanket and quietly snuck out of my room. The whimpers and gasps only got louder as I moved into the living room. I trudged to the door and left as quickly as I could.
“Why do they always have to do it here?” I grumbled as I jogged down the apartment steps. “Doesn’t Gilbert have his own house?” Matthew had been dating Gilbert for a while and they’d finally decided to take the relationship a step further… in our apartment. I woke up almost every other night to the same… freaking
Hangover (Link X Reader)Part 2 of this: http://sweetiu.deviantart.com/art/Drunk-Cuddles-Link-X-Reader-463704741More Like This
(A/N: I started to write this but somehow I deleted all of it and I was halfway through it SAJDFSGFEHGUE and also, slight lime.)
Link woke up with a terrible headache and a feeling of restlessness. His blonde hair was a tangled mess over his eyes, and he felt extremely sick. He tried to sit up but his head felt like a brick. Brushing his hair out of his eyes with his fingers, his eyes widened when he realized he was in the same bed as someone.
"What did I do?" He thought worriedly. He gently poked the back of the person, and they stirred and turned to face him. He relaxed slightly when he realized it was only you. But he was still quite shocked at the fact that you were sharing a bed. You two are a couple, but you don't share a bed. Yet.
He started prodding your soft cheeks gently. "(Name)..." He muttered. You stirred a bit, and finally woke, giggling.
Drunk Cuddles? (Link X Reader)You were sat in your room, on your bed, clutching a pillow close to you. You had pulled your knees up to your chest in an attempt to get comfortable but it wasn't working.More Like This
You needed Link.
Link was out however. He said he needed to 'run some errands and say hello to Zelda' and that he would be back by nightfall.
It was a little past nightfall now, however. You were feeling a little worried.
That worry drained away when you heard someone open the door and then half-slam it shut.
"(Naaaaaame...)" You heard a voice slur.
"Uh oh." You said, face-palming. He stumbled into the room, his dirty blonde bangs a mess which you always found adorable. He was drunk.
"I missed yoooouuuu." He slurred with a smile.
"I missed you too." You said with a slight smirk. You had never seen him drunk before, so it was kinda funny.
"What happened?" You asked him, sitting up and folding your arms.
"I met some of my--*hic*--frieends from the town, sooooooo I had some drinks..." He landed face-first onto
Jealousy (Link X Reader)(Because of the new game this is going to be set in the universe of Hyrule Warriors so I'm going to add in characters like Midna and Ruto and stuff like that. Enjoy c: )More Like This
There was affection being shown towards you that Link didn't really like.
You were standing outside your room, leaning against your door and talking to some of the castle guards. The lead guard would say something to you, and your cheeks would flame red at whatever 'romantic' thing he said to you. Then the three boys would laugh at your reaction. They loved the look of you suddenly becoming flustered. Sometimes the guard would whisper things into your ear, and you would flush red from ear to ear at it. Then once again they would laugh at you.
And Link was hating it. Although you weren't his girlfriend. Yet.
He was internally punching each of those guards every time one of them got you to smile slightly. Although it didn't really look like a real smile. It looked like you wanted to get out of that situation. But he was
Cute... Twilight Princess Link x ReaderYou glanced sideways at your blonde partner, who had killed at least five enemies in one swing of the Master Sword. Admiration soaredMore Like This
through you. You looked up to Link. His bravery, loyalty, skill, and to top it all off he was drop dead gorgeous. You blushed at the
thought, not only did you admire the swordsmen but you loved to. You loved him since you first met him in Ordon, six years ago.
~Le Flash Back~
You were sitting on the front steps of your hut glancing around in boredom when you noticed a boy lying in a patch of weeds not far
from you. You, being the shy one you are, opted to ignore him. He wasn’t bothering you anyway. You decided to look at a nearby tree
to draw your focus elsewhere. But your mind wondered to the beautiful boy napping in the weeds. ‘Gah!’ You thought and rubbed your
tired eyes, deciding to take a good look at him. You then got up and wandered towards the napping kid.
‘Hmm…’ You thought. ‘He’s so cute.’
Careless pighead (LoZ - Link x Reader)"Happy birthday, honey."More Like This
You threw your hands happily into the air at the sight of the big birthday cake in front of you. Taking a deep breath, you closed your eyes and blew the candles on the cake out.
"Did you make a whish, sweetie?"
Asked your grandmother while putting a hand on your shoulder.
"Of course I did!"
Your reply was eager at which your granny laughed heartily.
"And what did you whish for?"
You gasped in shock at the question and waved your arms excitedly around as you started to answer her.
"Oh, nana! It's supposed to be a secret! It won't come true if I tell you!
"You're right, you're right. I'm sorry. I'll go to the kitchen and make us some tea, okay?"
Your grandmother gave you a warm smile before leaving the room and heading to the kitchen.
You watched her leaving the room and as soon as she turned around the corner, disappearing into the kitchen, you let out a heavy sigh. Putting your elbows on the table and resting your head on your hands, you stare
Why? (LoZ - Daddy!Link x Mommy!Reader)"Mommy! Mommy!"More Like This
Your five-year-old son, (s/n), came running into the kitchen and tackled your legs, embracing them in a tight hug. Looking up with a cheerful grin on his face, he asked you in an excited voice.
"What are you doing, mommy?"
Turning your head slightly to the side, you looked down at the little tyke and smiled instantly upon seeing the cute expression on his face.
"I'm preparing two lunch boxes, one for you and one for daddy."
"Ohhhh! Are you going to add cookies to my lunch box?"
Standing up on his tiptoes, the young child tried to peer over the kitchen board, wanting to see how you were making the food, but failed miserably because the kitchen furniture was way too high for him to reach.
You chuckled to yourself as you glanced at your son who was now pouting with his rosy cheeks puffed out and his small arms crossed over his chest. Putting down the kitchen utensils you were using, you turned around to your son and crouched down to his level before poking his cute
Many little Links! (LoZ - Link x Pregnant?Reader)"Ow, ow, ow! It hurts so much!"More Like This
You rolled around in your bed, clutching your stomach with both your hands and hissed as yet another griping pain pierced through its pit.
Link, who was sitting beside your bed, sighed deeply before carefully removing your hands from your belly and starting to rub it in a gentle manner.
"There, there. Does this make it any better?"
You relaxed a little bit under the touch of his warm hand and gave him a small nod.
"Yeah. Thanks a lot, Link."
Glad that his actions were helping you to feel better, Link smiled warmly at you.
However, his expression quickly turned into a worried one as yet another sigh escaped his lips.
"You know, I really don't mind nursing you back to health whenever you're sick but don't you think you should stop eating Coro's soup? I've tried it before and I know how horrible it tastes, yet you keep wolfing it down as if it were the most delicious thing in the world. That's already the fifth time this month that his cooking
Taking the next step (LoZ - Link x Reader)"WHAAAAAT?! Don't tell me you haven't reached fourth base yet?!"More Like This
Uli's distressed and especially loud cry pierced through your ears, its shrillness causing you to cringe.
You quickly hushed the noisy woman by pressing your index finger against her lips.
"Could you please turn the volume of your voice down?! Bawling around the house isn't exactly indiscreet and we're talking about a very private matter after all!"
Uli eagerly nodded her head understandingly and you let go of her, hoping that she would talk much quieter from now on.
To your surprise, she actually did so and continued to pester you in a whispering voice.
"But seriously, how does it come? I mean, you're living together!"
You let a heavy sigh escape your lips, shaking your head in disbelief.
Why you had to get into this embarrassing situation, you did not know. Everything had started so...innocent.
It wasn't a big secret that Rusl viewed Link as his own son and that Colin admired the blon
A not so private proposal (LoZ - Link x Reader)"Haaaaaaaah..."More Like This
You sighed what felt like the hundredth time for this day as you rolled around in your bed so that you were laying on your back, facing the ceiling.
Rusl had been keeping Link pretty busy with various tasks over the past few days and you'd rarely got to see him, even though you were living together. The blond often had to get up very early but you'd always managed to see him off nonetheless. However, this morning was different for you had awoken to an empty bed.
Groaning, you grabbed a nearby pillow and pressed it against your face, deafening the frustrated cry you let out immediately afterwards. Even though you really wanted to, you knew that you couldn't keep staying in bed for the whole day and so you pulled yourself together and got finally up from your bed, only to grumpily stomp down the stairs to the kitchen.
It wasn't until you saw a small piece of paper laying on the dinner table, that your grim expression turned into a curious one.
You wondered a
Living together (LoZ - Link x Reader)"O-oi, (f/n)! Wait up for me!"More Like This
You smiled contentedly to yourself as you heard quick steps coming towards you. Turning around, you saw Link rushing down the stairs from the rooftop to your living room at the speed of light.
He was eager to confess his feelings for you. Now that you had kissed him, he was sure that you felt the same for him and all in a fluster, he started to declare his feelings for you while he was still dashing down the wooden stairs.
"I need to tell you something! I like you! Like really, really like you! So, I wanted to ask you if you want to be my- WOAAAAH!"
Well, maybe he was being a little bit too eager about it.
The blond man didn't watch his steps properly and nearly tripped over a stair. Waving his arms hastily around, he kind of managed to keep his balance and proceeded to clumsily blunder down the residual steps.
However, fortune didn't seem to favour Link in this matter.
The cerulean-eyed man's unsteady stagger caused him to stumble over his own
2PCanada x Wolf! Reader: Right By His Side (RQ)More Like This
You ducked behind a tree as a bullet was shot hitting the tree. “It’s the wolf we need to hit not the tree!” You heard one of the hunters yell as another shot was heard. You took off running through the snow before the hunters could get another shot at you. “There it goes!” You heard as you looked back still running before you felt your paw hitting an uproot causing you to tumble down the side of a steep hill. You felt the pain shot into your paw as you got up to run but now with your front left paw in pain it was harder to go as fast as you were before.
“Look it’s going slower.” The other hunter told his buddy as another shot was heard but this one grazed your back leg which slowed you down even more. You took off as fast as you could trying to ignore the pain when you came upon a cave that was cover by a fallen tree. You took shelter in the cave as rested for the little time you had. You knew it wouldn’t be long until the hunters
BTLG- My Manly Defender- 2p Canada x ReaderMore Like This
*bam* *bam bam* *animal screech*
‘What the F*CK-?’
You heard gunshots and the poor helpless cry of a huge animal as it collapsed to the ground with a crash. Then almost a few seconds later you heard disgusting crushing sounds. It sounded as if a knife was cutting through flesh and bone. You wanted to puke
because you knew whoever shot that animal was now cutting it up.
Thankfully, the grating sound stopped and you heard the person stand up. You heard a gruff voice whisper to himself, “Finally caught that son of a b*tch. Now I can mount him on my wall” You heard him turn and it sounded as if his footsteps were coming toward you!
You looked around for a place to hide. Fortunately, there were a lot of adult maple trees surrounding you so you could at least hide between one of them.
You found one particularly huge maple and tried to make your way toward it. Sadly, your body felt as if it were drugged with morphine so once you final
Wedding Hell: Chapter 1 (2P Canada x Reader)Three Years AgoMore Like This
Matthew walked in and stretched. He finally tracked, took down, and beat the shit out of a poacher he’s been hunting for well over a week. He didn’t know when he would be back but it felt good to come home to someplace warm. Not to mention being greeted to his girlfriend, who was wearing his sweat shirt, eating pancakes, and watching TV with Kumajiro on her chest. She smiled when he came in.
“You’re back!” Kumajro hopped off her and trotted to him. She flung her arms around him and kissed him, “Did you catch him?” he didn’t say anything but presented her the poacher’s infamous machete.
“He’s compost now,”
“Ooh, I like this one,” she said looking at the machete.
“Keep it then, wash it first,” she went into the kitchen to clean it off. It became second nature for her to clean things like this for him. He, on the other hand, got a beer and sat on the couch. They’ve been
Arachne!England x Reader Pt.3~pt.3~More Like This
Slowly you opened your eyes only to see a dimly lite cave ceiling covered in...spiders.Your eye twitched looking down you saw you were cocooned up to your chest,looking around you see spiders everywhere.
You felt something shift next to you looking over you saw the arachne,the sudden memories came flooding back.You let out a silent scream you are cocooned in a giant spider web,with spiders on the ceiling and all around you.
Taking a deep breath you reminded yourself of what he said that the spiders wouldn't hurt you,you kept repeating that.Hearing a yawn you look over to see the arachne shifting and turning to you,he looked at you tiredly than snapped awake causing the spiders to awaken as well.
G-good morning love"he said nervously,not know how you were going to react.you breathed deeply trying to keep yourself calm.
"G-g-good m-moring arachne"he cringed slightly at that word
"L-love you can just call me Arthur"he rubbed the back of his neck
"My name is ________"you said as c
2p!Canada x reader- Yeah I'm badass!(part 20)"So You're my second person?", (middle name) was finally starting to grasp it all. "And we're like complete opposites?"More Like This
"Oh. Then it's nice to meet you, me", she smiled lightly and extended her hand towards you.
"You too, me", you happily accepted her hand and shook it.
"How come you get to get along with your first person?!", Nancy whined. "Mine sucks"
"You wanna repeat that, ginger?!"
"I said, you suck! Heard me, blondie?!"
Nana hit her fist in her other hand. "Keep talking, loose a tooth!"
"Keep barking, I'll show you bite!"
"You wanna go?!"
(middle name) passed out once again but this time Matt caught her. "She might as well just stay sleep"
"Probably...I feel kind of sad for first person me. She can never defend herself, ever. She'll just pass out"
"Go Nancy!", Al was encouraging the fight. "Kick her ass!"
"Are you cheering for Nancy or Nana?", you questioned.
"Does it really matter? Twin fight!!"
Nancy and Nana kept a sharp stare at each other. "Hey. Y
2p!Canada x reader- Candy basedIn your neighborhood, you were like a boss. No boy dared mess with you and all the girls feared you. You and your friend Nana were the most badass chicks there were.More Like This
Nana was your back-up for anything and everything as you her's. Whatever it was, she was there and helped you out. She was half white and half Italian but she talked like a mobster if you got her pissed off. Sometimes she even creeped you out with her mafia like thoughts and sayings. Either way, you two were the best of friends and worked well together.
"Yo Nana!", you called to her as you stood in her front yard, looking up at her bedroom window. "Nana!"
Her window opened and she stuck her hand out then back in the house just to show you she was there. "Yeah?"
"You coming down?"
"In a minute! In a minute! I gotta change!"
"Yeah yeah" She shut her window back the you walked to her front door and sat at the step. The door opened shortly after you sat but it wasn't Nana, it was her mom. Like Nana, her mom w
The Worst Halloween Ever (2P Canada x Reader)“How can one man make so much of a mess?” said __________. She decided to do some spring cleaning around the house while Matthew was away. Between classes and work, both of them were exhausted. He’s been a Mountie for a year now, tracking and taking out any dumbass who tried to commit a crime in Canada and flee to America and his forest license to watch over the woods. Not to mention his work with Francis. She had a scholarship to college and has been living with him since. She’s been working at the bank and enjoyed it every now and then but her boss was an old friend of her mother’s and complete dick but her coworkers were really nice, especially the bank president, Mr. Braginsky. But today was the start on her new schedule. Mr. Gill, her boss, decided to call her out in front of the bank for an error. He started belittling her in front of everyone. She came home, visibly upset. This prompted Matthew to have a chat with the man. Since, he decided thatMore Like This
A Caring Hand CanadaxReader You had woken up only a few minutes ago. Your head was still swimming with half-coherent, muddled thoughts that always seemed to occupy your mind whenever you first woke up. Really, the only reason you were up was because you had found that when you turned over in your sleep to drape your arm on the chest of your husband, there was no one there. Much to your discomfort and dislike, you had shuffled out of the bed, your legs wobbling a bit as you walked out of your bedroom.More Like This
You balled up your hand into a fist and rubbed your eye, opening your mouth wide as you let out a yawn. God, it was too early for this. You shouldn’t even be up. Sickly people shouldn’t have to move, you were pretty sure that was a rule. You cast your eyes down, having to use all your available willpower to keep yourself from falling asleep while standing up. You were so tired... You could barely move.
“(Y/n)!” The normally quiet whisper of your husban
The dress (2P Canada x Reader)More Like This
I just came back from my friend's Katyusha, or Katy for short, house. We were looking for Halloween costumes in her attic when we came across this weird dress from about 5000 years ago. It was so different that I had to take it home to show Matt.
"Hey Matt you know my friend Katy right," I said to Matt who was currently watching hockey on TV.
"The one with the huge breasts? Yeah why?," he asked while not looking up.
"Well we found this weird dress in her house," I answered.
"Weird how?," he asked still not looking up.
"It's from about 5000 years ago and has a weird design," I replied.
"I'll just show you," I said while going upstairs to change into it.
"Hey look," I said while walking in front of him and he stared and dropped the remote.
"Your breasts are out," he stated.
"Yup. I told you it was a very weird dress," I said.
"Not weird. More like one of the greatest inventions ever," he retorted.
"Whatever," I said before he pulled me down and kissed me roughly.
2p Canada x Female! Reader: Hide and SeekMore Like This
You lay on a bed of soft grass as a crown of small flowers sat on your head, the smell almost lulling you to sleep as you listened to the music tracks on your phone. You smiled lazily and stretched your body to its full length before curling back into a ball and humming along to a nightcore song that you had downloaded yesterday. Today was Saturday so you had nothing to do and being you, you had finished your homework the week before to avoid any hassle for the weekend. As you rolled onto your back once again you suddenly felt a wash of uneasiness flow through your body… It was almost like you were being watched. Who would stalk you? You were just an average teenager with… Well, not so average friends…
Cracking one of your (e/c) orbs open you yelped and shot up, accomplishing to hit your forehead against a certain Canadian’s who happened to be your best friend. A loud swore left your mouth as the Canadian followed close behind and held his head in the palm of hi
2P!Canada x Child!Reader - Big Brother's AnswersMore Like This
"Matt?" you peeked at his room and found him sitting on his bed, reading a book. Wait. A book? You entered his room without being notice and you realized that it was a magazine. "MATT!"
Matthieu immediately put down his magazine, slightly blushing. "H-How many times do I have to tell not to enter my room without knocking?!"
You looked down and pouted, "I'm sorry..."
Matthieu sighed as he got up to pick you and set you on his bed before sitting beside you. "What do you need?"
"I have questionnaire for my homework and Uncle Francois could only answer half of them. So I wanted to ask you the other half." you explained.
"Okay, I'll answer them."
"Yay!" you exclaimed, making your brother chuckle, "First question! Do you drive?"
"Do you like football?"
"Have you ever pranked on someone?"
"Who is it?"
"I knew it!" you murmured. "Okay! What is the nicest thing anyone ever said to you?"
You giggled, "What is your favourite disney movie?"
2P!England x Child!Reader - Matthieu's TalentMore Like This
The next day, Matthieu wasn't at home but he did left a note in the kitchen.
"Gone to get a new microwave. Don't let Oliver into the kitchen. -Matt..." you read the note.
It was 12 in the afternoon which means your dad is coming any minute now. You giggled at the thought of showing the video to him of what happened last night so you when up to your room to get your camera.
~~~Few minutes later~~~
"Poppet~! I'm home~!" Oliver said as soon as he opens the door.
"Daddy!" you ran all the way from upstairs and hugged his leg, "I miss you~!"
"Awww~ I miss you too~! And look!" He smiled as he took out your favourite chocolate, "I got this for you!"
"Yay!" you let go of his leg and took the chocolate and start munching on it as soon as you unwrap the wrapper.
Oliver patted your head and went to the kitchen but came back right after a second, "Poppet... What happened to my microwave?"
"Matthieu did it."
You took out your camera and gave it to him, "I record it!"
He took your camera
2P!America x Child!Reader x 2P!Canada - Swear JarMore Like This
You have always seen your father scolding your brothers whenever they swear. As a result, they have to put money in a jar that your father calls it a 'Swear Jar'. As far as you know, Allen and Matthieu have been swearing more when Oliver isn't around so you decided to carry your own swear jar whenever you're with them. To make it a little more interesting is that you get to follow them around the whole day.
Today, Allen and Matthieu decided to take you along with them to get the money they own in an abandoned building.
When you three arrived, there was a man waiting. He seems scared and was shivering.
"So you got our money?" Allen smiled as he let his bat rest on his shoulder.
"P-Please! G-Give me o-o-one more w-week!" The man begged.
"WE ALREADY ****ING GAVE!" Allen yelled.
"Swear jar!" you told him as you pulled out your jar.
"What?! Ugh! Fine!" Allen put his hand in his pocket then threw a couple
2P!Canada x Child!Reader x 2P!America - Slap CamMore Like This
This happens alot of times. You were always been involved in your brothers' pranks. From Matthieu wreaking Allen's new motorcycle to Allen blackmailing Matthieu. You always wonder why they would get an innocent 5 year old girl to be involved in such situations... Like that last time where you and Matthieu nearly went to jail because of Allen. You didn't do anything yet you you nearly went to jail because you were involved.
After being released, Matthieu asked you for assistance to get the payback that you two wanted. So Matthieu came up with a brilliant idea.
Late in the afternoon, you and Matthieu go ready. He told that it'll be like a game, you being behind the camera as a witness, Matthieu being the killer and Allen being the victim.
Right before you both started playing, you gave Matthieu a spray can of frostings.
"Ready?" your brother asked as he took the spray can from you.
Holding the camera
Perverts you love! 2p America X Reader X 2p CanadaMore Like This
NOTE: PLEASE DO NOT ROLEPLAY IN THE COMMENTS, IT IS SERIOUSLY ANNOYING TO GET ALERTS THAT I GET COMMENTS, ONLY TO FIND OUT YOUR ROLEPLAYING WITH NO ONE.
"(Y/n)~! Me and Matt are here to see you~!"
Your (E/c) eyes twitched as you rose up from your seat in class. A angry aura radiating off of you. "Alfred...Matt..." You growled quietly.
Everyone in the classroom backed away as you took a step closer to the two who had slammed your class door open just minutes before.
"What have I told you idiots about dropping in on me in he middle of class?! GET OUT!!" You screamed as you bolted after them, leaving everyone in the room shocked, slightly scared or even astonished that the girl that's nice to anyone and everyone would raise her voice.
Just a normal day for you. Just this time inside school.
(Y/n) (l/n). That's you. An average girl who goes to an average school. You knew people, and they knew you as the friendly girl who was nice to everyone..well...almost everyone..
2P!Canada x Child!Reader - Hunting PoachersMore Like This
"Remember, if they're not doing as you say, then you call out my name, okay?" Matthieu said.
"Okay~!" you smiled.
You walked through the forest, holding your baseball bat. You a small pink backpack that Oliver gave you before you left. You lost Matthieu while walking around but you didn't worry because you have your bat though you were walking around for an hour now.
As you walk, you found a man with a shotgun. You immediately ran to him.
"Sir! Your not suppose to hunt here!" you told him.
"I do whatever I want kid!" the man grumbled.
"Matt! This one is not going!" you shouted.
"What the ****?"
You swung your bat and hit him on his guts, "Don't you swear! Swearing is bad!"
The man fell on his knees and holds his stomach, "**** you!"
After listening to what he said, you hit his head, making him lose consciousness.
Later that afternoon, Ma
2P!Canada x Child!Reader - Matthieu's T-ShirtMore Like This
The only colours that can be seen in your closet was pink and blue and that seemed to bother your brothers. They told that you should wear something normal like other people.
You entered Allen's room, knowing that he's out. You then open his closet but got attacked and buried in his clothes. You immediately got out and ran to the bathroom.
"GROSS!!" you screamed.
You entered Matthieu's room and opened his closet. You smiled, seeing that his clothes were arranged and clean. You took out on of his t-shirt. It was a plan black t-shirt with a logo that says 'I am > than you'.
You ran to your room and wore it. It's big but you could wear it as a dress and the neckline is small so it fits you well.
"Big brother!" you shouted as you walk to the living room.
When you entered the living room, you stood in front of the t.v to get your brothers attention, "Ta-Da!"
"You know, we could always get you to the mall and b
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Warning: few strong language...
There is no violence here! Only weird fluffiness!
You're name is (F/N) (L/N), an ordinary girl friends with odd people. After being in (F/C) for two years, it's finally good to be back in Canada! You wonder if the others miss you.
Right now, Oliver is driving you home from the airport. You sat quietly on your seat which is behind him but with Oliver asking you a lot of questions, you don't think that you can have a peace and quiet with all the questions he's making that you couldn't avoid.
"That's nice (Name)! It seems like you have a good life there!!!"
"A-Are we there yet?," it's not that you didn't like him really...he's really a fun and nice person to hang with but you sometimes love to relax in quietness.
"We're here, poppet~," Oliver stopped the car and like a gentleman, he opened the door for you not to mention carried your luggage for you till in front of your door...that was so sweet of him.
"Thank you Mr. Oliver! I really appr
Cat!CanadaxReader DrabbleThe ignored one.More Like This
( Name) looked around at the cats everywhere. They had so many variations. Big and small, furry and even void of hair. Her stubborn side kept saying no to every cat she saw. Too big. Too small. Too fat. Too lean. It was getting to her. After awhile the cats themselves ignored her. She sighed in frustration and slumped down against the wall.
Without her noticing a cat walked up to her. It sat itself by her and let out a steady but quiet meow. Many would just sit there and let it go unnoticed but the women's head snapped up. The cat was a bit surprised by the sudden movement and stumbled back.
" Hey. It's okay, come back." she whispered gently and extended her hand. The cat sniffed it much like a dog would then walked back up to her. It was fluffy and was a huge Tom cat. The fur was a creamy white and it's blue eyes stood out against his fur. Like some other cats she saw there was a long piece of hair that stood out.
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sleepover. | Canada x Reader
~A/N: So i haven't written anything since the end of April. I'M SORRY. But seriously, no one reads this shit anyways but i still post it. Woo. I feel famous. But anywho, i just got the idea and i had to write it. But anyways, enjoy!~
You were done packing your backpack with things you needed. Clothes, your toothbrush, hair brush, Wii controller, DSi and a bag of Cheetos.
It took you long to pack since you kept daydreaming about that one person; Matthew Williams.
Oh yes. He was your best friend since you both were 7 years old. He was also your crush. No, not some school girl crush, it was more like you loved him. And little did you know, he felt the exact same way about you.
Turns out he invited you to come over for a sleep over. It took all his courage to do so. Luckily he was gonna be alone at home for the weekend. Alfred was on a school trip that lasted 5 days, Arthur was at his girlfriend's house for the night and Francis was on a slumber
Canada x Pregnant!Reader: Pregnancy Then MarriageMore Like This
A bit more and- "EVERYONE SHUT THE HELL UP!!!"
Everyone looked at you. You snapped from the usual chaos, well, why? You were pregnant, 2 weeks. "You on your period?" America jokingly asked.
You turned to him with fire visible in your eyes. "You shut your mouth, idiot!" you shout. a few minutes of silence you regained your composure.
"Um, sorry for snapping, but..." you gulped in air. "I'mpregant!" you quickly say. Everyone stared at you crazily, then at your belly. "Who's the father?!" Italy excitedly asked. You bought out a neat white envelope with your country seal on it, "I don't even know. I just got this letter from my boss, and he said that I shouldn't open it until today's meeting so...."
"Open it!" Most of the excited countries said. You opened the letter, pulling the white letter paper.
I haven't told about what happened two weeks ago. But because I made a trade agreement with Canada and somehow one of our vessels found an island off coast of Newfoundland With the paci
HetaliaxNeko!Reader~ CanadaMore Like This
You whipped around to see a young man with blonde hair and sparkling violet eyes behind a pair of glasses. He smiled shyly at you when he caught your attention.
“H-hello, miss,” the man said quietly, his eyes questioning whether or not he could sit next to you. You read his gaze and gestured to the spot next to you. You read his gaze and nodded in reply. The soft-spoken man walked and took a place next to you. You tensed up a little, nervous about what he would say.
“My name’s Matthew,” the blonde told you after a moment of silence.
“I’m (f/n), it’s a pleasure to meet you,” you responded to Matthew. You grinned slightly when you realized he didn’t run or say anything when he saw your additional features.
As you were thinking, a hand came to pet your cat ears. You flinched in surprise, facing your head to the owner of the hand. Matthew retracted his hand and glanced down at the grass, blushing.
“Sorry, they just… se
Give You a Morning (Noble!Canada x Con!Reader)More Like This
To say that it was an elegant affair would have been a gross understatement.
Suspended from the high ceiling, a crystal chandelier glittered in the candlelight, the gems winking like stars. Below it stood beautifully-dressed people, women in full-length ball gowns and opera gloves, men in tailored suits and top hats. The room was filled with laughter and the atmosphere was one of general bonhomie and excitement.
You smiled to yourself as you lifted a bubbling flute of champagne to your lips, careful not to smudge your lipstick as you took a careful sip, the bubbles tickling the back of your throat. Everyone was turned towards the grand staircase in the center of the room. A girl stood at the top, smiling shyly at having everyone’s eyes on her. She tucked a strand of pale auburn hair behind her ear as the announcement of her arrival boomed over the whispering audience.
"Presenting, Lady Madeline Williams!"
The crowd oohed and aahed obligingly as the young lady descended the stairs
Canada x Reader - An Embarrassing ConfessionMore Like This
Bouncing up the white wooden stairs to the house in front of me, I knock on the door. Today I’m going to visit two of my closest friends. Alfred Jones and Matthew Williams. Or also known as the representations of America and Canada.
After a few seconds of waiting, the door opens to a timid, gentle face wearing glasses.
Smiling softly, he holds the door open for me.
“H-Hello (Y/n). Please co-come in.”
Heading inside, I grin as I see Alfred sprawled across the couch, frantically pressing keys on his game controller as he shoots at zombies on their flat screen.
Winking at Matthew, I tip toe over to the concentrating American, and leap out at him yelling “AR!”
He jumps and looks at me in surprise.
“Oh (Y/n)! Sup?”
Just then, a zombie mob came out of nowhere, and the Game Over screen flashed across the large screen.
Groaning, Alfred throws the Xbox controller on the couch in frustration.
“Man! You know how long it to
Confess. ~ Canada x Reader ~More Like This
Canada x Reader
Today,was the day.
The day Matthew was going to confess to you.
Matthew walked along the grey pavement,his sneakers making loud clattering squeaky noises. He was nervous,extremely. He could feel the doubt inside,gnaw at him.
Why was he even doing this? It's not like you'll say yes,I mean you were too beautiful,too popular for him. He was barely noticed by a single soul,everyone always forgot about him. It's no surprise if you did too.
"Y/n!" He called out,his voice a bit too soft and quiet for his taste but someway somehow you were able to catch his words. You turned and sent a warm smile his way,"Hey Mattie!"
Y-You knew who he was? Well,all is going according to plan,Matthew supposes.
"Uh,y/n?" He beckoned you to come closer to him,away from all that noise you were currently surrounded with. You joyfully skipped toward him,wavi
~Two Sided~ Drunk!Canada x ReaderMore Like This
Drunk!Canada x Reader
Sorta Sequel to: Too CLOSE!
Perhaps this was revenge? Canada never got drunk (alright, this was a downright lie; but at least he did not come over to ___'s house every time). Yet, he was drunk, sitting on her porch - STILL DRINKING A PINT. She had just gotten home from grocery shopping to find her boyfriend drinking and drunk. ___ knew that this was revenge for all the times she had gotten drunk and visited him. After putting all her groceries away, she had forced him inside her home, much to his displeasure.
"Is this revenge, Canada?' she demanded, forcing him onto the couch, 'First off, it's below freezing out, and you're only wearing a pair of shorts. Secondly, my house is ten miles away from yours, and it looks like you walked. I repeat, is
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The snow that gathered in his hair and on his clothing melted and wet his clothes as he stepped onto the warm bus. After paying his bus fare, the blonde walked past rows of empty seats to the back of the bus. Taking care to sit down quietly and discreetly, the Canadian man patiently waited for the bus to start moving. Meanwhile, he pulled his glasses from his pocket and put them on as he reached into his backpack for the novel he was reading.
The bus lurched forward, seeming to slip on the black ice and snow that covered the roads. Outside, the ground was barely discernible from the sky, white snow collecting in piles and replacing the natural landscape with mountainous ranges of its own. The only things that were clearly defined were the jail-like rails that confined the snow on one side and the bleak, black road that seemed to stretch ahead into infinity.
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Tears streak your cheeks, your grubby hands refusing to let go of the tan ones. “It’ll be all right. I’ll come play with you as soon as I can.” Despite his hopeful words, you continue sobbing. The five-year-old brunette starts becoming worried, hearing the click-click-clack of his mother’s shoes on the pavement. “Look, you shouldn’t cry (Y/n). We’ll see each other again, I swear.”
Looking up, nose bunged with goo, you disentangle your hands and hold up your little finger. “Swear on it,” you manage to hiccup through your tears, sniffing loudly when he wraps his own little finger around yours. “I pinkie-swear, (Y/n)! We will see each other again. Ah,” he pulls his hands from yours and starts searching around in his back-pockets, whilst you smear the green mucus from your nose onto your sleeve.
“Here,” he says and he gives you a thrice folded-up drawing. Unfolding it, careful of your sticky finge
EnglandxReader - Accidental ConfessionsMore Like This
Alfred looks at his reflection in the mirror, frowning. At least, it looks like Alfred. The thing is, Alfred isnt who he seems to be. In fact, the words that next leave his mouth are proof of that.
Oh, bloody hell he mutters, running a hand through his sandy blonde hair.
Yep. Its Arthur. In Alfreds body.
Stupid spell! I thought it would work! Alfred or, rather, Arthur says. The situation seems quite comical, as Alfreds voice also came with his body, so, of course, it sounds like Alfred trying to do a British accent.
A few minutes ago, Arthur was trying to do a spell to curse Alfred after well, details shall not be mentioned about the reason of the curse, only that Alfreds pranks have all become too much for his brother
The only problem was that the spell backfired a little. Okay, a lot. Now, Arthur is staring into the Americans blue eyes instead of his own. Well, maybe he could say they&
Tracing letters (EnglandXReader)You sighed as you ruffled your hair. “You know Arthur, this could still take a while.” You said, leaning back so your head was upside down. He shrugged, taking another sip of tea and flicking to the next page of his book.More Like This
Turning back to your laptop, you continued typing for a bit longer. But due to the position you were in, you groaned and rolled your shoulders to try to loosen your tense muscles. Arthur glanced up as you rubbed down your back to the best of your possibility and smiled, an idea brewing.
“Come over here, I’ll do that.” He told you, cocking his head at you. “That’d be great Iggy.” You replied, grinning when he frowned at his nickname. “How many times....” he muttered as you sat down sideways on the chair next to him so he could get to your back.
First you took off your woolly jumper though, knowing it’d be more effective that way. His hands rubbed your shoulders and you closed your eyes relaxing instantly
Curing bad dreams (PrussiaXReader)Gilbert groaned, his temperature feverish as he tossed in his bed. “N-nein!” He muttered, biting his lip.More Like This
In the throngs of his dream he was staring at your bloodied body in despair, tears running down his face. He heard a sound behind him and spun around, hoping to see the perpetrator. The shape slipped out of his sight around the corner and Gilbert stood up after gently putting down your body, chasing after it.
Rage the sole thing on his mind, he pushed his legs to go at a near inhuman speed.
Franctically searching for it, he skidded on the landing, starting to sprint down the steps.
As he wasn’t paying attention to his footing, he yelped when his foot trod on air. Lurching forward, Gilbert sat bolt upright in his bed, panting heavily. As he tried to calm his breathing he blinked at the alarm clock.
Well that was lucky at least, it was set to go off in five minutes. Quickly he turned it off and lay back down, snuggling into your back.
He needed some reassurance that
A seat accompannied by a stare (PrussiaXReader)Your free period. Finally it came. You gathered some studying material together, whilst slacking a sigh of relief. Just this last hour and then you’d be free to go home at last! Though as your exams were just around the corner, you didn’t really have as much freedom as you’ve preferred.More Like This
But it was better than having loads of assignments and stuff dumped on you so you guessed you could swing with it. Your shoulder bag swinging against the back of your knees with every step you took you made your way to one of the empty lunch halls.
Your school being as big as it was, didn’t usually use vacated classrooms for free periods, instead opting for a huge room in which two teachers at most struggled to keep the peace and quiet.
Following the orders from the teacher on duty, you told her your name and class number before she allowed you to choose a seat. Rubbing your neck tiredly, you walked over to it and plonked yourself down, resting your head against the cool table fo
How?! (DoctorAmericaXReaderXVampireEngland)Breathing haggardly, you squeaked when your body was slung to the side of the mattress when the ambulance made a hair-pin turn.More Like This
The medics desperately tried to do connect an IV to your arm, but the hurried driving made it near impossible. Gulping in your pain, you did all you could to try to distract yourself from the pain spreading from your neck.
Alfred.....you’d probably go to his hospital, you thought, well at least that was a bit of comfort. At least I’ll be able to see him one last time.... Your mind numbed and you thought about the blueness of his eyes, his grin that never failed to make you smile back, his obnoxious laugh,... everything about the American filled you with joy and that was something you needed at this moment.
But for a reason you couldn’t you understand green eyes drifted into your mind’s eye. They overtook your thoughts and made you submit to them. Shivering, you bit your lip hard, hoping the physical pain would be able to drive the night
(England x Reader) I'll Say it Next TimeDISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN YOU OR HETALIA ಠ_ಠMore Like This
An England x Reader One-shot.
I opened the door of a café and smiled, it was warm and a sweet scent of cake and coffee warmed me up. It was a cold winter day, and snow crowded the stone pavements of London. During my flight to UK, I had worried about meeting him again. But I had brushed that off as soon as I arrived in the familiar streets of the city, and the kind faces of old friends before moving to America.
I looked to my left to find a seat to sit in. There he was, and our eyes met. He was still the same. His blonde hair that looked quite wild, and his ivory skin that were soft, and pink from the cold. His eyes were just the same I rememberedolive green with golden sparks of joy. It's Arthur Kirkland.
He is the man I loved. But I was too cowardly to tell him. He stood up, and his chair was pushed back with a small scrape and a groan.
It was a peaceful day in London, and _(
Coming back (AmericaXChild Reader)You sat on England's lap, happily pointing at the pictures in the book he was reading from. "Yes, he's cute isn't he?" You nodded vigorously, stars in your eyes as you stared at the watercolour. You heard the doorbell ring and you scrambled up to get it.More Like This
Hopping, you tried to get a hold of the door handle, but you were just too small to reach. Impatiently, you pouted until England walked over to you chuckling. You were burning with curiosity to know who it was; England didn't have a lot of guests over.
You liked that one black-haired man, he always blushed when you hugged him and often gave you dress-up clothes. Was it him?
"Dude, what took you so long?" Well, that wasn't that same quiet voice you remembered, but it could be him. "Kikuuuu!" You cried, holding onto his leg.
The man chuckled as he met your prying (e/c) eyes. "Sorry to disappoint, but I'm not Japan." He told you as he stooped down to your level, ruffling your hair. You pouted again, glaring at him and poking hi
Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerych....(WalesXReader)You cursed loudly, slamming your book onto the desk. As you sat there with your head in your hands, Dylan came to see what was up. He placed a steaming mug of tea for you on a coaster, sat down and sipped at his own.More Like This
His mug, you noted, was imprinted with all different types of sheep. "What's wrong?" He asked, leaning his chin on his fist.
You threw your hands up exasperatedly. "It's this bloody name! You know the longest name in the world for a village! That lla-llan-lla-"
"You mean Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch?" He said it so effortlessly, tilting his head as if he couldn't understand what was so difficult about it.
"C'mon that's not fair, how did you learn it?!" You sank down, cradling your head in your arms as you gazed at your boyfriend.
He glanced at the ceiling as he thought. After a moment, he merely shrugged, smiling. "S'not that difficult." He took another sip of the hot liquid.
"Dyl?" You said in a small voice. "Yes...?"
You stood up and sat on