CanadaXReader ~Nature~Matthew grabbed your hand as he climbed the hill, taking a deep breath of the sweet Canadian air. You and Matthew were exploring in the woods today in his home country, Canada.
It was so beautiful! And every so often you’d spot an animal ducking out into the sunlight a moment before running to a new hiding spot.
“This is beautiful, Mattie,” you said softly, gazing around, [e/c] eyes shining.
“I’m glad you like it, [Name],” he replied, turning to smile at you before continuing forwards.
“Where are we going?” you laughed, as Matthew tugged on your hand.
“You’ll see,” he answered, still trekking along.
The trees thinned out until there were no more. The land open up to a beautiful valley, with the mountains rising high above everything else in the distance. A mirror image of the large landmasses was reflected in the lake below them, and the trees wore colors of red and yellow, the grass green and luscious.
CanadaXReader ~Yo-Yo~“Hello?” You answered your phone with a bright tone, smiling softly.
“[Name]?” The voice was quiet, timid. It could only be Matthew Williams, your best friend as well as boyfriend.
“What is it, Mattie?” you asked, tucking your phone between your shoulder and ear as you continued folding laundry.
“Alfred was playing with his yo-yo and he threw it at me and it got tangled in my curl.”
You let this news sink it. “I’ll be over in a minute.” You hung up the call, grabbed a coat and ran out to your car, quickly driving to Matthew’s house. He was standing there, in the living room, wincing as he tried to pull the yo-yo string off his curl.
He had explained to you about the strange curl protruding off his head. It was quite strange the day he told you.
You burst into the house, sighing as you saw Alfred snickering in the corner. You flipped him the bird before turning to Matthew. “Ready?” you asked softly
PrussiaXReader ~Skinnydipping~“Come on, [Name]!” Gilbert yelled, a goofy smile spread across his lips.
“Hell no! What if someone sees us?!”
“No one vill see us!”
You folded your arms across your chest, scoffing. “Still, no.”
For the last ten minutes, your boyfriend, Gilbert Beilshmidt, had been trying to convince you to skinny dip with him.
You were at a lake you used to go to with your family, where you could rent a little house/cabin thing and stay.
You and Gilbert were the only ones at the lake at the moment but there were other people staying in the area.
“If you don’t get your ass out here, I vill come get you myself,” Gilbert laughed, standing out in waist-high water.
“No, Gil!” you argued, picking up a book from earlier and reading it.
You heard Gil wading back to the shore but you didn’t really think he’d actually drag you to the water.
You let out a yelp as you were lifted from your seat and you dropped your book. Gil
RomanoXReader ~Don't Leave Me~“I love you, okay?!” you yelled at your boyfriend, pressing your eyelids closed. You stood there a moment, not moving with your hands clenched into fists at your sides. When you finally opened your eyes, Lovino was gone. He probably left before he even heard you.
You had been fighting all morning, yet today you had a romantic picnic planned where you had been planning to tell him… that you loved him. It was a big step in your relationship, since you hadn’t ever told anyone else that except your family.
Heart-broken and alone, you fell to your knees and the tears started flowing like someone flipped a switch. After sobbing until you had no more tears to cry, you gathered yourself up from the floor and slowly walked to your bathroom for a long, hot shower.
After doing that, you got dressed and walked out the front door for a stroll in the cool autumn air.
You buried your hands in your pockets after pulling your scarf up so it covered your mouth.
As you walked, yo
AmericaXReader ~Ancient Languages~Pulling on a pair of jeans, you couldn’t stop the exceptionally large grin from appearing on your face. Today, you and your boyfriend, Alfred F. Jones, were going to a museum to learn about ancient languages.
It had been your idea, and while Alfred hadn’t been so keen on it, he agreed.
After finishing getting dressed, you exited your bedroom to your living room where you tossed your cell phone into your purse, proceeding to grab a coat.
“Ready to go, [Name]?” Alfred called, walking out of the bathroom and into the living room.
“Yeah!” you said excitedly, taking in his appearance.
He wore a pair of plain, blue jeans, a regular t-shirt, and his blonde hair was combed, the exception being the stubborn cowlick at the front of his head that would never stay down. His sky-blue eyes gleamed behind his glasses as he put a coat on.
“Let’s go!” Alfred exclaimed, grabbing your hand and leading you out the door.
You gave a laugh as you followed
ItalyXReader [Scars]Watching the car coming straight for you. Bracing yourself for the impact.
Next thing you know, an airbag is deployed in your face and you can feel a thick liquid running down your arms.
A man’s strong voice, yelling to you. Being pulled from the car, flames licking at your feet.
Waking in a hospital bed, unable to move.
Tears welled your [e/c] eyes as the memories of the crash flooded your mind. You bit your lower lip so hard the flavor of blood danced on your tongue.
The doctors said you weren’t even supposed to be alive. It was a miracle that you were even able to talk. But the scars.
Oh, the scars.
Scars littered your skin. Up and down your arms, across your cheek, and the upper portion of your chest.
There weren’t many large ones, just small ones where glass had flown and imbedded itself in your skin.
You had first degree burns on the fronts of your thighs; but those would heal in time.
Even though your family was there with you at the hospital, you allowe
Pirate!BTTXReader ~Best Days~ 2Beware! There IS cursing!
“Don’t be such a downer, Toni! I won’t leave ‘ya!” you reassured as you entered the room with Francis and Gilbert already inside.
“Whaddya want, Gil?” you asked blatantly as you took a seat between Francis and Antonio.
“Ve should reach zhe Greene Islands in about a veek and a half’s time.”
“Vell, vhatever ve find, ve vill split most of it equally between us and zhe crew vill get zhe rest.”
You found yourself catapulting out of your chair and tackle-hugging the German.
“Thankyouthankyouthankyou!” you cried, hugging your friend as your words became one string of letters.
“Get off zhe awesome me!” he yelled, but was still laughing.
You stood, a giant grin spread on your lips, your [e/c] orbs shining with glee.
“Yes… as [Name] puts it, but not as, er… spastic, gracias,” Antonio said happily, smiling. Him an
[LA] Lyle's ArrivalElizabeta was wandering the halls alone, humming softly as her mind wandered around on different topics. But the most reappearing one was...
God, I miss him so much! I wish he would just get off his ass and come here... he is royalty after all! she thought, kicking at the ground.
"Hurry up, Lyle," she said aloud, gazing up at the sky, having reached the grounds outside.
Suddenly, after her saying that, strong arms wrapped around her waist. "What do you want me to hurry with, Liza-loo?"
Elizabeta froze, hearing the same voice that always used to cheer her up. She broke free of his grip, spinning around to see the smiling face of Lyle.
Liza flung her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. He willingly hugged her back, a grin spread on his lips. After breaking away from the hug, Liza playfully punched him in the arm.
"The hell was that for?" Lyle laughed, his eyes shining.
"You left me waiting too long," Elizabeta replied, smirking, but couldn't hold it long before