Ponytail [2P!Canada|Matt Williams] by KohakuButterfly, literature
Literature
Ponytail [2P!Canada|Matt Williams]
Ponytail [2P!Canada||Matt Williams]
“A-Are you sure you wanna do this, Mattie?” you asked quietly. You had scissors poised around your boyfriend’s cute little ponytail, he was determined to have it hacked off.
“Yeah, I’m sure. Just cut it off already,” he grunted, you heard the wooden stool he was on groan as he dug in his fingers.
Your hand with the scissors twitched, you really didn’t want to do this. You loved his silky, dirty blonde hair how it was. You thought he did too, what triggered the sudden change of heart? You pulled the scissors away and sighed,
2P!Canada x Reader: Looking Through Your Eyes by MademoiselleAutumn, literature
Literature
2P!Canada x Reader: Looking Through Your Eyes
Look at the sky
Tell me, what do you see?
Just close your eyes
And describe it to me
The heavens are sparkling
With starlight tonight
That's what I see
Through your eyes
Matt didn’t understand you. You were a girl that was going places; you always had been. He remembered that every single day you were in school, every last piece of your clothing was covered in paint, as was the skin left exposed to the word always had paint flecks on it or graphite smudges. You wore your hair long, with a white satin scarf tied around it to keep it back from your face. Beige overalls, covered in paint, black Converse, covered in paint, and a white tank
Hetalia 7 Minutes in Heaven 2pCanada- Hockey Stick by Hetaliachan1267, literature
Literature
Hetalia 7 Minutes in Heaven 2pCanada- Hockey Stick
In your hand you pulled out from the black hat a…hockey stick?
One: How in the hell did Alfred managed to put a freaking hockey stick inside a small black hat with who knows what inside? (Author: Teehee~)
Two: Why does this hockey stick have red stuff on it? Is this…tomato stains? It must be, to you anyway.
"Who does this hockey stick belong to you?" you asked Alfred and he simply shrugged, and knowing Alfred's attention span was worse than an infant's, you mocked him by making the same style of shrug he had done.
Alfred didn't notice the gesture because he was looking over your shoulder and suddenly shrieked in horror of wh
Hey Brother (2P!Canada x Reader) by BritishIslesDame, literature
Literature
Hey Brother (2P!Canada x Reader)
Dark purple circles hung under dull violet irises. A puff of toxic grey smoke filled the air as the man puffed his smoke. His dirty, matted blonde hair was pulled back into a loose pony tail, a permanent scowl decorated his scruffy face. His black work boots crunched against the gravel path. A small grunt emitted from the back of his throat as he readjusted his backpack.
He had to get away from his eccentric family, a baseball crazed womanizer, a pungent smoke addict, and an extremely colourful man.
He was going insane living in that household. He felt out of touch, left out, almost unwanted. He packed a small backpack and headed out into t
Crime of Passion: 2P CanadaXReader by kita-kudai, literature
Literature
Crime of Passion: 2P CanadaXReader
It had happened so suddenly you didn’t know what hit you. Luckily it was pay day; unluckily a man seized you by the hair and pulled you out of the car the moment you parked, before leading you up to the bank. You gave a terrified squeak/squeal when he held the gun to your face. A large bag was by his side. Robber. Inwardly you cursed your luck. You should have just waited until tomorrow but no! Bills needed to be paid and you had hoped to go to the movies that night with your friends.
“P-Please don’t kill me!” you begged.
“Shut up!”
He forced you into the bank. People screamed as soon as they saw the gun
Never Getting Back Together Ch 3: 2P!CanadaXReader by kita-kudai, literature
Literature
Never Getting Back Together Ch 3: 2P!CanadaXReader
You grimaced. You were at one of Alfred's parties for the first time in almost an entire year. You had been dragged along by Elizaveta to get dolled up. You were too depressed to argue with her. You hadn't been alone with Mark since the moment Mark saved you from the cold and your own stupidity. You hadn't even got to thank him. He never came back that night, or the following day. The only reason you knew he beat up Francis was because a picture was sent to you of Francis' bruised face. It made your stomach squirm like live snakes but you decided to go home shortly afterwards, unwilling to stay the night again in the middle of the woods. You
2P!CanadaxReader~Request~
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
Never Ever Getting Back Together: 2P!CanadaXReader by kita-kudai, literature
Literature
Never Ever Getting Back Together: 2P!CanadaXReader
"It wouldn't work between us "
That one sentence signaled the ending of your world. You stared at him with bright and watery eyes. You were completely dumbfounded by what he had said and you were sure nothing had ever caught your off guard this much. You didn't understand. He had said that he loved your, that he cared for you. He had always been there for you, just as you had always been there for him. You had caught him with another lover and now you confronted him about it. You had to know for sure but you wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. Friends could give each other kisses on the check, right? Your tongue finally moved,
Prince!2p!CanadaxPrincess!Reader - Night of Fire by Musicofmidnight, literature
Literature
Prince!2p!CanadaxPrincess!Reader - Night of Fire
I see fear in your defeated eyes,
but that isn't such a big surprise.
Now you're reaching the end of your life,
Did you spend it well before tonight?
Princess [name] sighed as she watched her city burn to the ground. This is what she got for rejecting the marriage request of Matthieu Williams, she assumed. Turning away from the fire, she walked to her desk where a wedding proposal sat. A silver ring with a diamond in the shape of a maple leaf.
"Oh Matthieu..." She murmured, placing the ring upon her finger. She had accepted defeat at last.
I am a miracle of confidence and tyranny!
Don't ever think I never knew you were betraying me!
And yo