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Warning: I swear in this one too. But I don't give a shit anymore. See, I just swore in a warning about swearing...
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Your boyfriend broke away from the kiss with frown on his face. Staring back at him you tried to keep the sheepish look off your face. “Is something wrong, Matt?” you asked.
“We didn’t have pancakes for breakfast.” he said.
Damn it, you thought, he knows.
You just frowned trying to keep an innocent look on your face, “So?”
“I taste maple syrup.” Matthew said, catching your lips again. You knew it might be better to keep your mouth shut, but you couldn’t resist your sexy Canadian boyfriend. When he finally pulled back, he said, “I definitely taste maple syrup.” You nodded on instinct, still lightheaded.
He leaned down and started to kiss your neck, making you moan. “Did you make pancakes without me?” he asked. Unable you speak you just shook your head. “Then what trouble have you been getting into?” he whispered, taking a small nip at your ear.
“I-I don’t want to tell you.” you said, knowing all the while you’d give in to any demand he made.
Matthew stopped, grabbed your shoulders and stared at you with those shining eyes. “And why is that, _____?”
You bit your lip, and tried to look away, but he captured your chin with his calloused fingers and kissed you lightly. Eventually you told him, “You’ll eat the last one.”
“One what?” Matthew inquired, a small light in those eyes.
You shook your head adamantly, determined to keep your newfound treat to yourself.
“You’re being selfish, _____.” he said, slamming his lips down upon yours again. He decided to let you have your fun and just relish in the taste of maple syrup on your tongue.
Trying to get him to forget the reason all this had started, you gave his curl a light tug that released an animalistic growl down your throat. Matthew looked down on you, and with the taste of maple still strong, well let’s just say you had really done it now.
~Timeskip brought to you by Japan, that prude~
Having been quite tired, you had fallen asleep pretty early. Wonder why? But you were woken up in the middle of the night by the rustling of plastic wrap.
Sitting up you looked around and rubbed the sleep from your eyes. “Matt?” you asked, noting the figure hunched up over the other side of the bed.
He swore and you heard the crinkle of plastic again. But you caught his arm. “Dammit, Matt that was the last Maple Whoopie Pie!” you yelled.
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Your boyfriend broke away from the kiss with frown on his face. Staring back at him you tried to keep the sheepish look off your face. “Is something wrong, Matt?” you asked.
“We didn’t have pancakes for breakfast.” he said.
Damn it, you thought, he knows.
You just frowned trying to keep an innocent look on your face, “So?”
“I taste maple syrup.” Matthew said, catching your lips again. You knew it might be better to keep your mouth shut, but you couldn’t resist your sexy Canadian boyfriend. When he finally pulled back, he said, “I definitely taste maple syrup.” You nodded on instinct, still lightheaded.
He leaned down and started to kiss your neck, making you moan. “Did you make pancakes without me?” he asked. Unable you speak you just shook your head. “Then what trouble have you been getting into?” he whispered, taking a small nip at your ear.
“I-I don’t want to tell you.” you said, knowing all the while you’d give in to any demand he made.
Matthew stopped, grabbed your shoulders and stared at you with those shining eyes. “And why is that, _____?”
You bit your lip, and tried to look away, but he captured your chin with his calloused fingers and kissed you lightly. Eventually you told him, “You’ll eat the last one.”
“One what?” Matthew inquired, a small light in those eyes.
You shook your head adamantly, determined to keep your newfound treat to yourself.
“You’re being selfish, _____.” he said, slamming his lips down upon yours again. He decided to let you have your fun and just relish in the taste of maple syrup on your tongue.
Trying to get him to forget the reason all this had started, you gave his curl a light tug that released an animalistic growl down your throat. Matthew looked down on you, and with the taste of maple still strong, well let’s just say you had really done it now.
~Timeskip brought to you by Japan, that prude~
Having been quite tired, you had fallen asleep pretty early. Wonder why? But you were woken up in the middle of the night by the rustling of plastic wrap.
Sitting up you looked around and rubbed the sleep from your eyes. “Matt?” you asked, noting the figure hunched up over the other side of the bed.
He swore and you heard the crinkle of plastic again. But you caught his arm. “Dammit, Matt that was the last Maple Whoopie Pie!” you yelled.
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~Next Day!(Cause I say so!)~
Nana was quiet the entire bus ride to school. Once you got off the buss, she immediately put her head down. You were starting to get pissed off because she wasn't telling you anything. Watching her in such a sad, depressed state really hurt you.
"Nana...dear", you began and smiled at her as you lightly pulled her over to her locker to talk. "Ok! That is it! You are going to open your damn mouth and tell me what the hell is wrong and who the hell is messing with you, whether you like it or not, go it! Now what's going on and I better understand your answer, missy"
Nana flinched once you started to yell at her. S
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"Dude! _______ got Matthew!" Alfred said, confusing everyone. As far as you know, no-one could remember Canada himself, let alone his name. Then again, the chunk of wood in your hand didn't scream Matthew. You expected a maple leaf, or something similar for the quiet, invisible nation.
"Looks like you've got me, eh?" A deep voice spoke. You looked behind you and saw, who you thought was Matthew.
He had the same hair and eyes, and that adorable curl sticking out from his head. But the smirk on his face told you different. He had a lustful look in his eyes and was leaning casually on a hockey stick, which you noticed had had a piece ripped of
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"Shut the fuck up, [Name]!" A dark haired man with a bat yelled.
"You shut the fuck up, Al! Don't you dare tell [Name] to shut up!" A blonde haired man with shades and a long curl yelled back.
"No one wants to fuckin' hear her sing!"
"I do~ Would anyone like a cupcake~?" A man with pink hair asked.
"You shut the fuck up too, Artie!"
"U-um...You guys?" The girl whose name was [Name] tried to speak up.
"Shut the fuck up [Name]!" They both yelled.
"This is a man's battle!"
"What part of you is manly!?"
"I'm gonna kill you, Mattie!"
The dark haired man, known as Al, swung his bat towards the blonde haired man, known as Mattie.
Mattie d
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