Werewolf!2p!America x Reader - Beastie Boy by xXGoldRoseXx, literature
Literature
Werewolf!2p!America x Reader - Beastie Boy
Beastie Boy - 2p!America x Reader (Drabble)
The room was pitch black, little light had been emulated into the room because of it being lit by the moonlight for tonight was a full moon. The silence was at an all time high, yet the breeze of the wind had slightly made the silence turn into a slight tranquil, causing you to one out when all of a sudden you hear a blood curdling howl causing you to wake up from you daze.
“Awoooo!” the screech went, it sounded frightening and wolf like but yet a tinge of human.
Which was odd, considering this part of the county was not famous for wolves but whatever was it really that fascinating? No
Breakfast Cravings (2p!CanadaxPregnant!Reader) by Fluppershnupps, literature
Literature
Breakfast Cravings (2p!CanadaxPregnant!Reader)
[Name] struggled to reach the top shelf of the kitchen cupboard. She stood on her tiptoes, atop a stool, and yet she still couldn’t reach it.
“Why did James insist on getting a house with tall counters,” she grimaced, lowering herself and placing a hand on her three months pregnant belly. She rubbed it, soothing the small pain she felt from stretching a little too far.
It was nearly two in the morning. [Name] had been told about the risk of having cravings, but she didn’t expect them to keep her up at night. She stared hungrily at the cereal box that was so close, but so far.
“Curse my height, I want those st
Cuddles Stuffums [2P!America|Al Jones] by KohakuButterfly, literature
Literature
Cuddles Stuffums [2P!America|Al Jones]
You cuddle the doll close to your chest; it was your most treasured possession.
It was the very first doll your mother ever made you. It was a rag dolled named 'Annie.' She had blonde yarn hair with a thick braid going across the top of her head; you wanted to give her another face lift but just never got around to it. Annie's face was drawn on in sharpie and she had a dot of brown dried glue in-between her eyes; on one cheek a purple, decade old lip print. Her clothes were simple: a brown-ish red plaid dress with a glued on white apron with a pocket and a button at the collar. Your mother had gone so far as to, not only draw
Ponytail [2P!Canada|Matt Williams] by KohakuButterfly, literature
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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,
Cheater!America X Reader - Its Over by xXGoldRoseXx, literature
Literature
Cheater!America X Reader - Its Over
Warning: Slight Swearing
You and Alfred had been a couple for quite some time, in fact you two we're high school sweet hearts. You two were ideal couple And just two weeks he popped the question at Antonio's cafe
Flashback: Two Weeks Ago
"¡Bienvenido! I see you two are back again!" Antonio smiles
"Come on Antonio you know we love this place ever since you opened! Right Alfie!" I smile
"Yeah man this place is rad dude!" Alfred responds back with a cheery tone
"Come Amigos! Let me get you two seated!" Antonio says leading Alfred and I to an empty table
"Hey Antonio can I talk you for a second in private?" Alfred says while standing up
"Yes
Her Mother (2P!America x Reader) by Silver-KitsuneNeko, literature
Literature
Her Mother (2P!America x Reader)
It’s been over ten years since _____________ seen her mother, not counting her high school graduation where her words of encouragement was “don’t fuck up and get pregnant”. She decided to have nothing to do with her after than until, her initiation with Britannia and Uncle’s persuasion to give her another chance. She decided to visit her a week before Mother’s Day this year. She called her mother and told her she was coming she was about to order plane tickets.
“Pfft, we can drive down,” she jumped.
“Alfred?!”
“What? You think I’m not going down with you to see her?
Miss You Terribly [2P!England] by KohakuButterfly, literature
Literature
Miss You Terribly [2P!England]
Daddy!2P!England
Deceased!Mommy!Reader
Based off of 'Terrible Things' by Mayday Parade
Crash! Clap! Boom!
Thunder rumbled and growled from the brewing hurricane overhead. Oliver Kirkland sat with the blanket pulled over his head and a pillow wrapped around his ears. Warm tears flooded from his eyes, cascading down his cheeks in rivers. He tried to sink into a happy place; one full of sunshine and cupcakes, but it still had a looming grey cloud in it. A cloud that was created by a hole in his heart. When the thunder clapped again, the man screamed and pushed the pillow firmly to his ears.
"It’s just a little noise, Oliver,"
Popular!America x Shy!Reader by avidans, literature
Literature
Popular!America x Shy!Reader
You were staring at him. Again. You didn't understand why your gaze would always shift to him; it didn't matter how hard you tried to focus on your teacher's words, it was always to no avail.
He was popular, attractive, and every girl wanted him. And you? You were shy, lonely, and you doubted anyone could even like you. You weren't supposed to fall for someone like him, you just weren't supposed to. But you did.
You fell for Alfred Jones.
"That concludes today's lesson," your math teacher stated as the bell rang and students began leaving.
As you were putting away your notebooks, a certain voice called your name; it caught you off guard c
Sweet Devil!America x Reader-My Name by Dina-soar, literature
Literature
Sweet Devil!America x Reader-My Name
Sweet Devil!America x Reader-My Name
(A/n: This is a one-shot and before you read the story I just want to say that Reader can see ghosts, demons that kind of stuff but her friends can’t. I’m not sure whether to put Reader as Psychic! Or Medium! I guess)
The room was dark which only frightened you slightly. Normally the dark wouldn’t affect you that much but your friends decided to bring a Ouija board and play it. Instead of playing it at home, your friends got a hotel room. The only light in the room were candles near the board and lightening every so often. Glancing at the window, you see the rain dropping really hard. A
The Witch's Son || Child!England x Mother!Reader by LadyCookieCupcake, literature
Literature
The Witch's Son || Child!England x Mother!Reader
(Read description for warnings...and everything else)
The young boy stood there, emerald eyes wide and body slack. Just a few seconds ago, he had been struggling against the large arms that held him back, a rough grip bruising his tiny arms. He'd been so desperate, so eager to go ahead, to run and run until he could reach you... It didn't work, of course it didn't. You didn't want it to as well, not really. You didn't want your little boy hurt, be it from the people surrounding you or the hot embers currently burning your flesh.
There was a time you had hoped this wouldn't happen. There was a time you had wished and hoped and prayed that if