CanadaxReader - Through Another's Eyes by Musicofmidnight, literature
Literature
CanadaxReader - Through Another's Eyes
I sighed, gazing silently out the window of my brother's car.
"Hey Mattie! Come on, cheer up!" The voice of my twin brother, Alfred, grates in my ears. Even though he is my twin, we are quite different. He's loud, a bit, arrogant, and...oh yes, he's a football player. Quarterback to be precise. I am not fond of sports or any kind of physical activity, I prefer the fine arts such as music and drama. I squeeze Kumajirou tighter.
"How am I supposed to be happy!? I'm scared stiff!" I cry. Alfred just pats my shoulder.
"You'll be fine! We got English and Math together so I'll help you there."
"That's not it! I...what if other people mistake me
CanadaxFeared!Reader - Irrationality by Musicofmidnight, literature
Literature
CanadaxFeared!Reader - Irrationality
Matthew Williams heard well of [name]. Rumor had it she was evil, dark and twisted, and cruel. Everybody strayed away from her and, apparently, for good reason. The Awesome Trio, consistent of Gilbert, Alfred, and Mathias, always came back with a bruise or two from her. She's was almost as creepy as Ivan and that was saying something!
But Matthew knew better. Being shy had it's advantages.
Underneath the dark twisted rumors around her, he knew she had a softer side. Perhaps it was the way she dressed or the fact that she surrounded herself with either loneliness or the likes of Ivan or Natalia that caused those horrid rumors. She had to be
Request~CanadaxReader~
You looked back from your chair in the classroom and stared at the corner. There was a quiet boy that sat in the dark side far away from the teacher and far away from all of the other students. He never spoke, and he always carried a stuffed bear around with him wherever he went.
His name was Matthew Williams. The only reason you knew his name was because you saw it on the role sheet once when you were taking attendance in the substitute teacher's place. Everyone you knew had their names called expect for "Matthew Williams." When you finally called the last name on the role sheet (as his name was last on the alphabeti
Canada x Reader request: A different kind of f.t~ by darkcherry264, literature
Literature
Canada x Reader request: A different kind of f.t~
Canada x Reader request (Mix-MapleandSushi): A different kind of fairytale.
Hockey was your favorite thing in the whole world. No other sport could compare to the ice burns, screaming fans, and hot chocolate that came after the game.
Every week you’d go to an indoor ice rink and watch the local boys hockey team practice. One in particular always caught your attention. Matthew Williams, he was your closest friend since you two were little. You felt bad that you and his brother were pretty much his only friends.
He was sweet, smart, and a fantastic hockey player. It was odd always seeing him in his gear, such a small guy
Canada x Reader: Massage by wearethecrazypeople, literature
Literature
Canada x Reader: Massage
You reach your hand to the back of your neck and try to relieve some pain. You move to your shoulders. Unfortunately you’re not skilled enough to give yourself a back and shoulder massage. You sigh and turn back to your book.
“(Y/n)?” You hear a quiet voice from behind you. A small smile forms on your lips. You turn to see the pale, quiet, canadian, Matthew. He stands there concern spread across his face.
“Hm?” You reply. Quiet footsteps make their way to you. You stand to meet them. You immerse yourself into his being. Taking in the scent of maple and pine. He stiffens at your touch at first, he soo
Stuck with the Trickster (Pietro x Reader) by Anna-Lyn, literature
Literature
Stuck with the Trickster (Pietro x Reader)
You were Y/N Barton. The daughter of Clint Barton. And you have the biggest crush on the one and only Pietro Maximoff.
Warnings: Cursing
Words: 2149 words
You looked like a zombie. Your hair looked like it got caught in a tornado and you had markings on your face that came from sleeping on something. From the looks of it, you slept on your books again. You walked at a slow and steady pace and yawned again frequently.
“You know, I thought being late means you’d be rushing all around the room like Sonic Maximoff.” Clint noted as he stared at you groggily enter the kitchen.
“I overslept Dad.” you replied simp
Find You (Pietro x Reader) by Anna-Lyn, literature
Literature
Find You (Pietro x Reader)
Find You
“Pietro….” you sighed heavily as you fell to your knees at the sight of his lifeless body.
You felt lost and empty. You held on to his limp hand, holding it tighter and tighter as if to give some of your life and warmth back to him.
Pietro was a hero; he saved Clint and the little boy but all you could think about was why did it have to be him? Your Pietro, your cocky blue eyed hero. You felt hot tears form in your eyes and before those tears fell, you buried your face in his chest. “Please…come back to me.” You cried as you coughed up blood. You were physically hurt but it was nothing compared