Cop!2p!America x Reader - DUI by 666kurai, literature
Literature
Cop!2p!America x Reader - DUI
Hi, I’m back, and still kind of (mostly) weeb trash. I needed to write something, I know this is garbage, but I figured someone might enjoy my old trash.
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On his way home from work one day Al saw a car swerving around on the road, and turned on the siren in his police cruiser to pull them over. The car slowly pulled off to the shoulder of the road, and he sauntered out with a sigh. This late at night he couldn’t intimidatingly pull off his sunglasses, so he just had to exude an air of confidence and let his attitude do the talking.
Shining his light inside the car, a little blonde chick shaded her eyes from the harsh
Happy Birthday: Canada x Reader x 2p!Canada Part I by 666kurai, literature
Literature
Happy Birthday: Canada x Reader x 2p!Canada Part I
Matthew and Matt sat in the living room talking about their shared birthday quietly. Matthew looked sad, but Matt had already accepted long ago that no one would ever remember the two brothers and their birthday.
Matthew asked quietly, “Do you think anyone will remember this year?”
“No,” Matt said bluntly, flipping through channels on the television in a bored manner, “I don’t. We’ll share some cupcakes like we always do, and give each other some silly little thing, okay?”
Matthew sighed, settling down next to his twin. Then he remembered something. “_____ asked us when our birthday was
Pirate!England x Pirate!Reader Part III by 666kurai, literature
Literature
Pirate!England x Pirate!Reader Part III
Arthur stood at the bow, feeling the wind in his hair and the salty foam flecks from the frothy sea drop on his skin. However, something felt truly off.
There was something wrong with the world, and he couldn’t quite place it.
You came up beside him, putting your arm around his waist, and he couldn’t even think to blush at the gesture. Distracted by the speck coming up towards them Arthur was filled with a different emotion. He was consumed with fury at the audacity of that man, and Arthur let out a growl.
Feeling his chest vibrate and the feral noise you looked up into those emeralds and asked with wide (e/c) eyes, “What
Living the Dream: 2p!America x Reader by 666kurai, literature
Literature
Living the Dream: 2p!America x Reader
Al knocked on the door to your dorm loudly, then as soon as you opened it up he grabbed your hand, dragging you away. He said bluntly, “Failing English, need help, now.”
“Al!” you hollered, surprising him enough to loosen his grip on your hand so you could slip away. He didn’t protest, just looked at you. In those red eyes, you could see desperation and worry. If Al didn’t pass all his courses, he would be kicked out of the school and never get another chance at a college education. Al was brilliant, but couldn’t focus in things like English where you had to sit still and read. He preferred working i
2p!Canada x Injured!Reader by 666kurai, literature
Literature
2p!Canada x Injured!Reader
Warning: I probably swear. And there is an teensy bit of self harm? Hitting of walls to prevent crying? I dunno...
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I could tell you were trying not to cry. I rather admired that. It was difficult for you to hide some of your emotions, and you always developed a blank, slightly frowning mask when you were feeling any negative emotions, but I had never seen you cry in public. At the hormonal level most girls ran at, that was impressive.
Walking next to you, I tried to show you somehow, silently, that I was here for you. That you were allowed to hug me if you needed me to. But I had seen you shy away from human contact before. Always so out
Al knocked on your apartment loudly, calling out as well, “Yo! _____! Come out and play, I’m bored!” He waited with a bit of a smile, thinking about you getting mad about how he only ever came over when he got bored or some stupid shit. But you took twice as long to answer, and his hand started to protest at his exuberant hammering on the door.
You opened the door a crack and said, “Go away.” Then you just started to close the door once more. And you would have closed it completely, had Al not stuck his rather large combat boot in between the door and the frame.
“Woah, did I really piss you off that bad,
Harmless Teasing: 2p!America x Reader by 666kurai, literature
Literature
Harmless Teasing: 2p!America x Reader
“Hey there, doll face,” Al said, leaning his chin on your shoulder as he snaked his arms around your waist, “fancy meeting you here.”
Sighing you answered, “I live here, Al.” You might have jumped at this contact a few months ago, and a few years ago you might have been surprised that he was here. But now this was a regular occurrence.
“Ah, what do I have to do to get a reaction out of you?” Al said, attempting to tickle your sides.
However, you bit back your giggles, and turned to him sternly, “I’m used to everything you do now, Al. It’s just normal for you to be weird.&rdq
Little!2p!America x Little!Reader by 666kurai, literature
Literature
Little!2p!America x Little!Reader
Warning: Little Al swears once or twice. Cuz he's a naughty little child. ^^
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Al laughed in your face, and said childishly, even for him, “You’re such a girl!”
“Am not!” you protested, getting frustrated with your good friend.
He instantly retaliated, “Are too!”
“No, I’m not!” you hollered. “Bet I can climb to the top of this tree before you can!”
Al laughed again, even harder, “I’d never lose to a little girl!”
“Oh, yeah?! Bring it!” you said, hands on your hips.
Al grinned, showing his smile lacking more than a few baby teeth due t
Warning: A flash of time travel. Kind of Doctor Who rules, stretched quite a bit (no Tardis), but it doesn’t pertain to the story, so don’t ask questions. Because I don’t really care. ^^
Enjoy.
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You were just sitting at home online, checking deviantART, screwing around, the suchlike, when a strange flash of blue light came out of nowhere and you were entirely consumed.
For a moment it seemed like you were floating, then you landed at the base of a rather large, yet not very steep, hill.
Disoriented and confused as all get out, you stood, stumbling slightly, and moved towards some noises you heard off in the distance. T
When you were little, you loved magic more than anything. Every single aspect of it was fascinating, and you would have been completely satisfied to see any magical creature at all.
Then, one fateful day, you met Arthur Kirkland.
And you fell in love.
Sure, it was a little kid crush, and you also had a few shameful ones on cartoon characters, but he was the most amazing thing that had ever happened to you.
It was in late July, and uncharacteristically chilly for such a time of year, making it seem a bit more like fall than summer. You were outside hunting for magical creatures, a little disposable camera and binoculars in your knapsack.