Stalker!CanadaxReader"Hey, don't you ever get a feeling that someone is watching you?" you asked your friend (f/n)."Not really, why?""It's been happening to meet a lot, lately.""Maybe your imagining things?" your friend suggested."...maybe,"Matthew's violet eyes stared at your (H/C) house. He's been stalking her for...quite a while. He couldn't help it though. When he first laid eyes on you, the Canadian was instantly in love. Matthew never really believed in love at first sight, only simple crushes. Until he really started watching you.Matthew has been trying to man up, and ask you out, but the closer he got to you, the more nervous he'd get.You we
2P-GermanyxReader2P-GermanyxReaderMeine Kätzchen----------------------------------------------------------You were curled up in a chair, flipping through a WWII Book. It was some pretty heavy stuff, but being the history geek you were, it was to enthralling to put down."Reading another one of those books _____?" You glanced up at your mother. She was frowning at you. "It can't be healthy to read those all the time."Shrugging you placed the book on the bedside table, "It's just something that interests me."She grimaced, "It's more like a obsession." Rolling your eyes, you stood up and stretched, "Well! I'm going to bed." She nodded and gav
Who Cares?! [Chubby!America x Male!Reader]Chubby!America x Male!Reader----------------------------Who Cares?!----------------------------[Reader's P.O.V]Sometimes it's hard to tell what my boyfriend loves more. Me or his coke and fries, yes he's a bit on the chubby side, he's not anything close to obese but he's just that one kid in class whose matabolizem works a little bit slower than everybody else. But does that even matter? When your in love with someone should their physical features even matter?My friends way of putting it is that at least you'll have more to grab and to hold onto while your dancing in the passionate flames of sexy. I cannot help but slap myself whil
Student!Russia x Student!Bullied!ReaderYou huffed as you pulled your large backpack onto your back, wincing from the heavy books that the bag contained. It was the middle of the semester and you were excited for Thanksgiving break. You walked along the sidewalk happily, on your way to your high school that sat atop the far hill.As you walked along, you noticed the scary student, Ivan Braginski, following shortly behind you. You decided to ignore him for now, he was only trying to make it to school like everyone else.You turned right at the end of the road, beginning your ascension up the hill to your school. By the time you reached the top you were practically gasping for air,
Phantom of Hetalia:Russia:Stranger than You DreamtI ripped the mask from Ivan's face and my heart lurched in my throat at what I saw. This was not the face of angel, but that of a demon! Twisted, scarred and deformed beyond any semblance of humanity. "NOOOO!" the Phantom let out a scream like a wounded animal, visceral and keening as I stumbled backwards from his horrible, monstrous face.So changed was his demeanor from before! Gone were the gentle, crooning words of pleading adoration. There was only rage and disgust and fear.He hid his disfigured face in his hands, screaming and wailing at my infidelity, cursing and raging and crying all in one sound. I had never been so terrif
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