ArielleHermes

CanadaXReader: A Whole New View When Matthew fist woke up that morning, nothing seemed different. Everything seemed just as normal as any other day as his alarm clock yelled at him to wake up. The sound of an irritating beeping seceded everyday in waking his up promptly at 6:30 so he could wake up the rest of his—quit lazy— family. After shutting off the insistent beeping, Matthew slid his hand under his slightly drool stained pillow and started searching blindly for his glasses with the tips of his fingers. Over the years, Matthew had developed the habit of putting his glasses under his pillow.  Much safer then keeping them on hi

 (WARNING: You may be confused if you don't read artist's comments first. You've been warned.) "So you're meeting Matthew's family today…? Fun." Said your best friend in a sarcastic manner, not taking her eyes off her drying finger nails. "You're just jealous." You said to her, stuffing the last of your things in your backpack hurriedly, Matthew would be picking you up very soon. And you were bursting with happiness, finally, after months of hearing about the diverse Williams family, you were going to meet them in person! "Mmm… Sure." She said, frowning at her fingers. Just as you were about to retort, there was a ding at the do

You poured three dollars worth of quarters into the fair box on the city bus. You were on your way to a job interview on the other side of town from your new house. While some people wouldn't dare to work at a place they couldn't just walk to- or drive their own cars to- you seemed to enjoy public transportation. You smiled at the bus driver who just nodded and shut the door behind you. Before you could even set your eyes on a place to sit, the bus lerched forward, almost sending you to the floor. You steadied yourself and brushed off your long blue velvet jacket. No one seemed to notice your spill, except for one blonde boy near the middle

 SNEAK PEAK: (WARNING: You may be confused if you don't read artist's comments first. You've been warned.) --Desings by ctsherry-- "So you're meeting Matthew's family today…? Fun." Said your best friend in a sarcastic manner, not taking her eyes off her drying finger nails. "You're just jealous." You said to her, stuffing the last of your things in your backpack hurriedly, Matthew would be picking you up very soon. And you were bursting with happiness, finally, after months of hearing about the diverse Williams family, you were going to meet them in person! "Mmm… Sure." She said, frowning at her fingers. Just as you were about

"SOOO, _______" said Gilbert. "Truth or dare?"  You thought for a moment, scrunching up your face a little as you did. "Dare." You finally said. "Kesesese~" He gestured for you to come to him with his hand. Standing up from your spot next to Matthew you made your way across the circle of Truth or dare players. You, Francis, Arthur, Alfred, Matthew, and Gilbert had been playing the game for the last hour or so. Every dare took so long from the excessive amount of laughing, chasing, ridiculing that you were beginning to hope it would never get to your turn. No such luck. You bent down next to the albino, with your ear next to his mouth as

Sort of a SongFic- 'I'm leaving on a jet plane' by John Denver (I think.. It seemed to be by a bunch a people..) I'm Leaving On A Jet Plane. As the sun rose over the hills near him, Matthew shoved the last of his things into the trunk of the yellow taxi.  The cabbie slammed the top closed and nodded for Matthew to get into the car.  As Matthew stepped into the car he glanced one last time at his house. He wouldn't miss it much, nor the habitants of it. His brother and parents, who always forgot him, mistook him for his brother, called him bland and un-special. No. He wouldn't miss them much. As he slipped in the back seat and shut the doo

You stood there, in the hall of hospital as the nurse told you what was wrong with him. Amnesia. He wouldn't be able to remember himself nor anyone else in his life. You weren't really paying any attention o the nurse in front of you, or anything else for that matter. You were starring at the ground, utterly dumbfounded. What if he could see you? You thought, surely he'd remember you, his best friend for 4 years. "Can I see him?!" you blurted, looking up into the nurses eye's. You realized you had just cut her off in the middle of her sentence, usually you'd be very sorry, but you were just too focused on seeing him. she nodded "He just w

 "DIE ZOMBIE DIE!" he yelled, shooting you with… Nerf darts…? You looked up at the person, He had blond hair with a stuburn cowlick right at the part, he was wearing a camo uniform, had a florescent pink a purple tie tied around his forehead, dark war paint on his cheeks and a blue light saber was strapped to his back like a samurai sword. After a moment or so he lowered the gun, a very confused and slightly stupid look on his face. "_________," he said. "You're not a zombie…" You rolled your eyes and plucked a dart off your shoulder. "Lucky me…" you muttered.  "Alfred, what ARE you doing…??" you asked

You whipped tears from you eyes as you walked slowly into your room. It had been a whole week since the accident, but everything still reminded you of it. A stupid commercial for a beach rental resort, that's what it had been this time. You looked out the window, it was grey and dull outside, and it spitted in a way that made you think the sky was crying, as if the wheather was showing how you felt yourself. You slowly laid on your bed and closed your eyes, long streams of tears running into your pillow. You laughed as Alfred playfully pushed you off your surf board. He fell, slamming into the water off his. You bobbed up and swam s

Canada X Reader- Cabane a sucre Just something random I put together... its not that amazing, but whatever. It wasn't late by any means, not even 7 o'clock yet, but the sun was going down rapidly as your boyfriend, Matthew opened the car door and you slipped out. You looked around at the shack you were standing in front of, there were other people milling about, waiting for… something. What for you had no clue. Matthew had surprised you with a road trip, down thru a large forest and across Quebec city. There was a sign on the front of the shake, yes, but unluckily even for you it was in French. Matthew was always trying to get you t