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2P!Canada x Pregnant!Reader Small Bump - Ed Sheeran You're just a small bump unborn, in four months you're brought to life, You might be left with my hair, but you'll have your mother's eyes, The morning light that peeked through the curtain gaps of our bedroom forecasted that today was going to be a nice day. It didn't make it any less annoying, however, as it basically roasted my eyeballs. Grunting lowly snuggled my face further into my beloved's hair, closing my eyes once again. It was too late though, once I wake up in the morning it's futile trying to get back to sleep. Deciding the bed was too comfortable to leave just yet I wrapped

For the past couple of years, things have been anything but difficult for [name]. With two kids, one a moody teenager and the other a hyperactive child, and the father not able to be in the picture for honorable reasons, [name] has had to adjust her life in order to make enough money to have a good life and still be around a lot for her children and it has taken a toll on her. "Amelia, don't you ever grab any of those knives again or so help me I will spank you so hard you'll be able to feel it at your wedding ceremony!" [name] emerged from her bedroom dressed for her evening job, and sprinted to the five-year-old's side to remove the weapon

"Damn he's hot," the Italian whispered. Lovino was sitting in his English Literature Class, daydreaming about a certain hoodlum by the name of Antonio who sat in front of him (whom Lovi just so happened to have a crush on). His head leaned on his hand and elbow propped on the desk, he wasn't really paying attention seeing as he rapidly absorbed information and had already learned about today's topic. Instead, Lovino would cross his fingers and hope that the Spaniard would drop something and them proceed to pick it up, just so he could catch a glimpse of that ass. That beautiful ass. "Hey, Lovi, it's time for lunch." Lovino looked up and f

Help, I have done it again I have been here many times before Hurt myself again today And the worst part is there's no one else to blame • Most people would cut their wrists in their bathroom, but that's too predictable. It was half past noon on a bright Sunday. Your mum and aunt had wanted to go to a restaurant, and after denying their invitation to leave the house, they left you to yourself at home. It was about time too, because you had to get relief now. Making sure the white truck had left the driveway and was halfway down the street, you quickly made your way into your mum's home office. She worked as a professional sketch art

You were Oliver Kirkland's favorite thing in the entire world. He loved you more than anything. Everthing about you was perfect to him. Your eyes, your hair, your smile, your voice. He even followed you home sometimes just to make sure you arrived safe, that no one would touch you. Oliver would do anything to make you his, and only his. There was just one thing standing in the way of his dear [Y/N], though. There was that pesky brother of yours who although was very immature, was way too overprotective of you in Oliver's opinion. Although he lived on his own in his own apartment away from you, you visited him a lot and occasionally cooked hi

Bored couldn't even begin to describe your mood at the moment. Currently, you were chatting on the phone with England about both your countries. Your boss convinced you to talk and hang out with the older nation in order to create an alliance with him, which your country was always up for. Although you had nothing against him, you couldn't help but think of England as...tedious. But for the sake of your aliance and the happiness of your boss you endured all the political talk with background music set to a low volume. While England was busy talking about possible trade options, you only half-listened to his ranting while scrolling through y

Being a small female country can be quite bothersome sometimes. "Oi, England! Where are you? I need to talk to you about boring business stuff!" you hollered from the recently burnt-up kitchen, where only yesterday England tried making scones and failing miserably. Charred surfaces, wisps of lingering smoke, and leftover foam from the fire extinguisher were present as evidence of the occurrence. You thought maybe your brother had headed straight to the disaster area to stand directly in front of it and stare at it in a sulking manner, like he did every time this happened, but apparently you were wrong. You sighed and continued your search.

--[Y/N]'s POV-- "Good Morning! Welcome to the Pokémon Center," a cheery and all-too-familiar nurse with pretty pink hair said. She was standing proffesionally behind the desk with a smile as my friend and companion, Mathias, hurriedly rushed over to her with a frantic look while the rest of us stood in the background. "We restore your tired Pokémon to full health. Would you like--" "Yeah, yeah just take them. I need to battle that sucker before he dissapears," Mathias cut her off with a panicked mutter. The nurse didn't seemed fazed, for she must be used to this kind of attitude from trainers. She swiftly took the pokéballs o

Hell was rising right outside the door. Incoherent screaming, as well as bloodcurdling cries could be heard through small cracks in the otherwise impeccable windows of the shared home. If [Y/N] turned her head slightly to the left, she would be able to see the outlines of all chaos and madness going on in the streets of Norway through the thin royal blue curtains. [Y/N] knew this would happen soon, but that did not stop the growing feeling of dread in the pit of her stomach. Nevertheless, she remained calm on the outside and sat up straight, continuing to sip her ginger ale. The reason for the current state of turmoil going on outside was b

[Y/N] never thought this would have happened. Of course, you weren't completely sober at the time. Your system had been buzzed with a rush of newfound adrenaline ever since you drank a couple of glasses filled with an amber liquid. It had been handed to you by your best guy friend, during another of your friends, Tina's, bachelorette party. Although some of the guys were also throwing a bachelor party for her fiancée, Berwald, Feliks said he would "like, much rather hang out with you fabulous people" than with the others. Naturally, Tina let him stay. After minutes of convincing and a few bribes thrown in, Feliks finally made you drin