chibilover1998

Author's Notes blah blah blah: is 1p Canada's voice inside 2p Canada's head blah blah blah: is 2p Canada's voice inside his own head blah blah blah: are just thoughts to whoever's POV it is I also apologize for the swearing. But I will not apologize for showing the soft side of 2p Canada! XD Just saying that he is one of the best 2ps EVERRRRRR!!!!! XD ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Reader's POV    I shoot up from the bed I'm laying in and notice it was a twin bed. I rubbed my eyes so I could get a less blurry look at my surr

“Y-Y-You should g-get back _____________! I-It’s happening!!!” your shy Canadian boyfriend shouted. He has never once shouted at you for any reason, even when you broke that expensive vase over a month ago. Not only were you his girlfriend but you were a fellow country but you could not fully understand what was happening to him at this moment in time.            “Mattie what’s wrong?!” you said panicked as you clung to him, “Please tell me what’s happening Mattie! Let me help you!” You looked up at his pained face as he screamed and gripped the sides of his head as if trying to hold bac

     Warning from the author!!: So this story involves 2p!talia characters so there will be a lot of cursing, dirty humor (if you can even call it humor) and sexual themes (sort of)      This is just a simple tatooartist!xflorist! AU I've seen a lot of so I thought I would try it! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~    He finished the last bit of coloring of the tattoo, he wiped it clean of any unneeded ink, cleaned the tattoo and rubbed healing ointment before wrapping it in a bandage and taking off his latex gloves.    Lutz studied his work with pride as the girl looked i

“N-no-no-no-no. I changed my mind, let’s go home. I don’t need this. I can live without earrings. Please! Please! I’ll do anything you want for a month! I promise! No…!” You were pulled relentlessly into the tattoo parlor as your boyfriend silently put up with your whining. “(Y/n). If you keep complaining, I’m going to take you to Claire’s, where they do the piercings in the window so the entire mall can see you crying.” he snapped at you and his grip on your arm tightened. You pouted and replied, “Yes, Uta…” You understood why he was mad at you, though. Even befo

When you returned home, none of the lights were on. The TV, however, was blaring some action movie in front of the recliner where Lee was sitting. You sat on the couch beside him and tilted your head. He looked... tired. There were a few scratches on his face, which you hoped had come from your own nails. “Lee? I... I’m sorry about the argument we had last night... how are you feeling?” As you glanced around the room, looking for any hint of evidence, you began to feel bad. How could you really be so suspicious of him? After all, you and Lee had been good friends since you were very young. “I’m... fine...&rdq