2P!AmericaXReader (Quickie) "You never cease to amuse me you know that Al?" you gave a quick glance to the form in the passenger seat. Of course he couldn't hear you; he was unconscious.More Like This
For a research paper in English class you paired up with your friend Allen Jones. For sed assignment you both went to the slaughter house to gather information. The boy saw one cow get slaughtered and he fainted. Now you were back in your car driving home.
Al may be a vegetarian but you couldn't suspect he would be that squeamish just watching an animal get killed. But alas- he dropped like a log as soon as some blood splattered the ground in front of him. You knew he wasn't new to the sight of blood, the nail-embedded baseball bat he carried was often coated in the substance. You decided not to ask.
He was still out cold when you pulled into your driveway so you were forced to carry him into the house. He was anything but light. He was somewhere around 6 feet tall with redd
2p!CanadaxReader: Bodyguard Boyfriend“Hey babe,” some half-drunk guy said, sloppily walking up to you, “wanna go somewhere and-?”More Like This
Maybe it was a mistake to pick your boyfriend up from work at the BAR he worked at.
“You’re not going to want to finish that sentence,” you said your hands in your pockets. “I’m waiting for my boyfriend.”
The guy only laughed and put his arm around your shoulders, “Your boyfriend don’t have to know.”
Gritting your teeth you said, “Doesn’t. He doesn’t have to know.”
“Alright,” the guy said as if he just won.
Rolling your eyes you grabbed some of the skin on his hand and twisted it hard.
The drunken guy cursed at you.
“I suggest you leave before you start more problems than you can deal with.” you said in a monotone.
You smiled as the only person who was allowed to call you babe walked up. “Well that was a quick change.” You kissed him o
[Canada x Reader] Making HistoryCanada x ReaderMore Like This
100 Theme Challenge
Making History (Theme 3)
You turned in the direction of the sounds., a series of sniffles and hiccups that soon crescendoed into low sobs.
You started in the direction of the wails, pausing when you stopped in front of a door, where the sound seemed to be loudest. Hesitantly, you opened the door, only to find a boy, about your age, sitting amongst the mops and carpet cleaners, in tears.
"Uh, h-hello?" you tried.
He jumped slightly, and looked up with wide eyes as he tried desperatly and failed to get rid of any trace of his sadness.
"Y-you can see me?"
You gave him a puzzled look, your head cocking to the side slightly.
"Yeah, am I not suppose to?"
He looked down a bit ashamed, "W-well, nobody else can, so..."
"What do you mean?" You sat nest to him, drawing your knees up to your chest, and wrapping your arms around them.
"Nobody notices me! Only my stupid, loud mouth brother...to everyone else I'
[America x Insecure!Reader]America x Insecure!ReaderMore Like This
You stared into the mirror, and frowned.
You scrutinized your body in your school uniform.
It all began to feel like a little too much, sometimes, you felt as if the standards of beauty were crushing you, or like you were choking on all your faults.
'Or maybe it's all that fat,'
You felt yourself tear up a bit, it just wasn't fair.
So many girls were born looking like freakin' supermodels, what had went wrong with you?
You wrapped your arms around yourself tightly, as if you were trying to keep yourself from falling apart.
'Keep it together [Name], there's nothing you can do about it right now, calm down,',
You started to pant, it felt as if the air wasn't getting to your lungs fast enough.
Deep breaths, c'mon [Name],'.
Just when you were about to lose it, you heard a someone knock on your bedroom door, "Hey, [Name], dude c'mon! We're gonna be late for scho
[Finland x Shy!Reader]Finland x Shy!ReaderMore Like This
She walked up to the bright, welcoming banner, clad in a thin, black, sleevless dress that went to about her knees, and was bespeckled with little white flowers. Her hair done up in an elegantly, tossled up do, makeup fresh and light, a delicate crown made of little pink roses sat atop her head. She had put loads of effort into her outfit that night, because it was her small town's first August Festival!
To be perfectly honest, she had never even heard of an 'August Festival', she didn't even think it was a real reason to celebrate, but apparantly the guy who had the idea to have this fest in the first place, did.
Regardless of the reason, tonight was suppose to be magical.
Lots of food and games to kick start things, and when dusk comes and goes, and an enchanting lull settles over the town, fireworks and fireflies will light up the warm, night sky!
Making her way through the entrance, she wove her way through the intense throng of peope,
CATFISH~ New Zealand's EndingCATFISH~ New Zealand's EndingMore Like This
You glanced at the piece of paper; CheerfulZealand.
You know your catfish has to be awkward when he self describes himself as "cheerful" and puts it in his screen name. What else? Was he a Virgo? Did he like long walks on the beach?
"Mr. Kirkland, it's a class assignment, that means it has to be done."
The sudden disturbance in the class' busy drone was enough to get you to glance back in the direction the statement had come from.
Kind, and sweet as she looked, it seemed that "Granny" didn't take shit from anyone. The typical, stout figure of your typical nana-esque teacher appeared to tower over a wide eyed, cutie.
Green eyes shimmering with unshed tears, and unusually large eyebrows furrowed drastically, contrasting almost comically with his innocent features, he flicked a brown curl away from his face.
"B-But Miss, please! I can't do this in class!
CATFISH ~ Romano's EndingCATFISH~Romano's EndingMore Like This
Glancing down at the piece of paper in your hand, you raised your eyebrows. The whole point of the 'Catfish' project was to remain anonymous, but this guys screen name practically gave it away: ShangRomano?
Who else would it be, other than the cute, grumpy Italian from South Italy, also known as Romano Italy.
Smirking slightly you opened a chatbox, you knew who your partner was. This was going to be interesting.
Alright, well, as you expected, he was quite the conversationalist. What the hell were you suppose to say now?
KittenKittul: What's up?
'ShangRomano is typing'
ShangRomano: Did you seriously fucking ask that?
What was this guy's problem? What else were you suppose to say to a anti-social crab-ass you barely talked to?
You made a point to tell him so.
ShangRomano: It was a stupid question
Spin the Bottle (Japan x reader)“You guys cannot be serious!” You cried as everyone got into his or her places.More Like This
“You’re completely bonkers!”
“Maybe so, but we are still serious”
“abso-friggin-lutely not!” you said Ivan advanced…
“Ok, ok! Don’t get your prop all in a twist” you took your place. Shouting came from the hall.
“No, I refuse! Don’t touch me!”
Kiku appeared being herded by Alfred and Francis
“You’re mad!” Kiku cried as they cornered him they caught his arms and dragged him forward.
“Ret me go! Err sue you for everything your country has!”
“Everyone plays!” Alfred grunted as he pulled him into an empty space “and you’re first!”
They practically threw him down in front of the bottle.
Kiku pursed his lips, stood up in a dignified way, and folded his arms refusing to move.
“Fine!” Francis said, “Be that way”