You sat there weeping; torn bits of fabric lay all around you. 'How could my stepsister's ever be so mean? I spent ages on this dress and now I can't go to the ball and dance with Prince Alfred.'
Suddenly you felt a hand on your shoulder, "Shh, Cinder[Name]. With my help you'll still be able to make it to the ball."
You looked up towards the voice and your eyes went wide. Sitting beside you was a handsome young man. He had sandy blonde hair and deep emerald eyes, which felt like they were pulling you in. Then you saw his eyebrows, bushy but somehow the complemented his face. Your heart lurched and felt like it was trying to get closer to him
"Uhhhh " you said intelligently.
"Shh " he said putting a finger to your lips, "I know this must be strange for you, but I'm your fairy godfather. I'm here to help you get to the ball and meet your prince. You can call me, Arthur."
'Holy Shit, I'm dreaming, I must be! A really hot guy is telling me he's
I Don't Care - England x ReaderI Don't Care - England x Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
England x reader I don't care
England was in his living room having a cup of tea when he heard loud knocks at his doorstep. 'I wonder who that could -', his thoughts were interrupted once he recognized a familiar (and irritating as he would say) voice.
"Yo Iggy!? Are you gonna let me stay outside, or are you gonna let me in your house?! You need to stop wasting your time reading for hours and help the hero with something," America yelled from the other side of the door. England rubbed his temples while opening the door.
"It's going to not gonna , you bloody git! Now, what do you want from me at this hour?" He looked at his clock which read 6:28 P.M.
"Well, me and France have been wondering if "
"If you can join us tonight to the bar," France asked while he was standing behind England for who knows how long .
"How the bloody hell did you get inside my house, Frog?! If I can ask so kindly, why would I want to even join both of you idiots," England ranted as
Patient!England x Doctor!Reader - REQUEST"Alright, Time to take your temp." You said, walking into your patient Arthur's room.Patient!England x Doctor!Reader - REQUEST3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Doctor... Before I die... What can I do to get you to go on a date with me?" Arthur asked you.
You chuckled. "Haha, Very funny. You aren't going to die Arthur. It's just pnumonia."
"But what if it's more severe then pnumonia? What if It's early stages of Cancer?" He replied.
"It's not early stages of Cancer."
Arthur looked at you with puppy dog eyes until you finally gave in. "Tell you what, When you get out of the hospital, and I'm saying /when/. No sooner. When you get out of the hospital I will go on a date with you."
Arthur seemed to return to his 'gentlemanly' composure almost immediatly. "Thank you, Love." He said.
"But for now I am your doctor and you are my patient. You will refer to me as Doctor _______. Not Love."
"Awww...." He pouted.
You let out a breath as you left his room. Sure, Patients had asked you out before, but this one was difficult! He had actually convinced you to going on a d
Be Mine (EnglandXReader)"Are we almost there yet?" You asked, panting as you took another painful step on the umpteenth step on the what seemed to be the 5th stair case.Be Mine (EnglandXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Almost. Come on, (Name), you can't be tuckered out already, it was just a few flights of stairs!" your best friend, Arthur Kirkland, said as he seemed to glide up the staircase with ease, as if his legs weren't burning with an overwhelming pain. Not that you were thinking about his legs
"FEW? That was like over a thousand steps! You expect me to just zoom up all of them?" You huffed, blowing some stray (h/c) strands of hair out of your face. You received an amused smirk from the Englishman as he reached the top of the staircase, only to start on a new one. You groaned at the new set of steps as you reached the top of the staircase as well, grudgingly taking more steps up the stairs.
You had recently flown out to England to see your long-time friend, Arthur. You two had grown up together sin
EnglandXReader (request): Help me HealEnglandXReader (request): Help me Heal3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Arthur sighs, as he takes the whisky bottle and pours himself another pint. No matter how much alcohol he will drink, it still won’t numb out the pain. How many years has it been since the War of Independence? No matter how badly he wishes to forget, the pain just gets worse.
He can remember it easily, as if it happened yesterday...
The year was 1783. The clouds in the sky are giving off a dark greyish hue, and were so thick you can cut a large chunk of it. The rain continues heavily, it seems that it won't stop for a while. Arthur stood before his brother, wearing his red coat. Behind him his army of British troops. Alfred stared back at Arthur, his electric blue eyes filled with anger, confidence and determination.
"Hey Britain. All I want is my freedom!" Alfred yells, ready to attack. “I’m no longer a child, nor your little brother. I’ll become independent from you from now on.” It was one
England x Reader - PrizeEngland x Reader - Prize3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Arthur! Arthur! AAAARRRRTTTT!!!"
The blond finally closed his book with a sigh. He then turned around, facing you, arms crossed, a scowl evident on his features. It was strange how he still looked handsome and all with his brows furrowed into almost a thick, straight line like that
You shook the thought out of your head, reminding yourself of the reason of your disturbance in the middle of his reading session. Well, it wasn't like he doesn't read whenever he had free time, anyhow.
"What now, huh ____?"
"It's not fair, Art!"
Another heavy sigh, then Arthur pulled you down next to him on the couch.
"You do know that sometimes it's really, really hard to understand what you're talking about, do you, love?". He had already relaxed his brows, but he was certainly still puzzled on what you said earlier.
It was true; you had a bad habit of saying the first thing that came to your mind when you were around Arthur. Even though the idea had been bugging you for several days
Nice Guys (England x Reader)Nice GuysNice Guys (England x Reader)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
England x Reader
[A/N: WARNING; Slight language]
"No way, dude! Chicks totally dig it when you're, like, a 'bad boy', especially [Name]!" Alfred exclaimed while waving his hands up in the air like noodles.
"I don't know, Alfred... I know a lot of girls are like that, who knows why, but I don't think that [Name] is... That's one of the reasons I like her." Arthur replied sheepishly.
"You two have been going out for what now? A year?" Alfred slung an arm over Arthur's shoulder. "She probably expected you to change or something!"
"You git! Two years, tomorrow. Plus, [Name]'s not like that, she's... different."
"How do you know if you've never tried, huh?" He looked at Arthur expectingly then took his arm off then walked out of the room when Arthur didn't give an answer.
'[Name] is different, but... now I can't help but wonder if she'd like me more if I were to treat her... ungentlemanly?'
Nice guys finish last that's why I'll treat you like trash
It's not what I
England x Reader: England HeavenEngland gave a frustrated sigh. Damn that America, first slaughtering the original English language, then becoming so obnoxious. Oh, and of course, there was that bloody frog Once more, France first groped him, then started fighting. And surely, America began yelling "Catfight! HAHAHAHA!".England x Reader: England Heaven3 years ago in Romance More Like This
His head was pounding. Arthur was sure, not even a good cup of tea or Flying Mint Bunny could help him here. The only thing that could ease his mind right now was his one guilty pleasure.
God forbid that anyone ever found out
When he went into his 'music room', the stereo that Canada got him for Christmas stood there. Eventhough Matthew hardly said something, he certainly knew how to make people happy. And hey, the thing was his heaven.
Arthur quickly ripped off his formal suit and changed into a light blue and white hoodie, a black wife beater and black jeans. A child-like, excited sparkle made its way into his emerald eyes, and a smile graced his thin lips.
Pressing the 'play' button, h
England x Reader- The Fairy DanceYou couldn't suppress the smile that brightened your face like the summer sun as you ran into the forest behind your father's cottage. The other villagers had been frightened of the forest for people said there was a wizard who lived in the forest. He was said to abduct beautiful young virgins and make them one of his many wives for all of eternity, never to see their parents or village again.England x Reader- The Fairy Dance3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You, however, thought the rumor was hogwash. You shared your fathers opinion on the matter. He had told you many a time that the other villagers were just scared of the unknown, but that you still shouldn't wander into the forest alone because of wild animals. Yes, your father was a logical man. One thing that he did seem to agree with the villagers on about the rumor of the wizard was that your should not enter the forest.
You'd broken this rule many years ago. The forest was such a wonderful place. How could it possibly hold the horrid and menacing things the villagers said? Ten years you'd com
Tea stains. EnglandXReaderTea stains. EnglandXReader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You were walking towards a big convention center in the city. It was a cold autumn morning, the wind blowing through from various directions, making you shiver.
'Hope this is as grand as Aunt said." you muttered to yourself, bringing your (j/c) jacket closer to yourself as if to warm you and tightening your fluffy (s/c) warm scarf around your neck as you were walking from the train station to the convention.
Yes, your auntie had gotten you tickets for a convention, one that you were really eager for and excited. She was like your best friend despite the age difference.
It was a Tea Convention.
You see, you adored tea beyond belief. You'd give up a soda and chips for Tea and cake. You loved the bitter tasting beverage. Such different tastes, aromas and strengths, all giving different flavoured and twists you were fascinated with.
Basically, you knew a lot about tea, you had been drinking tea since you were a baby. It was in the family. Your auntie was a membe
EnglandXIll!Reader: By your sideEnglandXIll!Reader: By your side3 years ago in Settings More Like This
EnglandXIll!Reader: I'll be by your side no matter what
"___________," you heard Arthur say. Your eyes turn to him not moving a lot since your body ached when you moved. You came down with a very bad sickness. The condition worsened over the years and all you really do is sleep. You were constantly coughing making your throat hurt so sometimes you couldn't even rest peacefully. "Please drink this it'll help your throat," Arthur said pouring some tea into a cup and then hands it to you. You smile weakly at him and grab the cup taking a small sip before putting it down.
"Arthur why don't you just have the nurses and doctors take care of me and go out. All I've been doing is troubling you," you said lifting your hand and putting on the blonde's cheek. Slowly you stroked his cheek with your thumb.
"No I rather be taking care of you love, besides I wouldn't want strangers to take care of you I don't trust those wankers and I don't think I ever will," the man said stubbornly and puts his own
More Than This (England x Reader)More Than This (England x Reader)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"(Name), this is ridiculous. You've been cooped up in here for at least six days, isolating yourself from the world," your best friend Hungary sighed, staring at you concerned.
Curled up into a ball with a carton of your favorite ice cream in hand, you only shot a quick glance towards the brunette, not even caring that she had entered your apartment, before focusing your attention back to the large TV screen watching The Notebook with so much intensity Elizabeta was sure you could burn a hole through the TV.
The green-eyed girl took that moment to observe your current living arrangement, her worry only growing at the scene. It seemed as though your life was revolved around your living room and kitchen. The windows were all closed, blinds down and curtains shut, not allowing a speck of sunlight into the small apartment. None of the lights were on, making the room dark, only illuminating occasionally from the TV. In the kitchen, half-empty boxes of chocolates lay about, along with more c
England and His Faery Friends: EnglandXReaderYou sighed and stared up at the stars. Arthur was lying right next to you. The two of you had tried camping out, but his tent had a huge hole in it from the last time America had borrowed it. So the two of you had to make do without a tent after all. You shivered. You curled up on yourself. To have such a wonderful day and to have it end on a sour note was terrible. He was adamant to stay the night in his backyard, even though he had a nice warm bed waiting for you inside. You blamed America for showing up on the middle of your could you call it a date? He did ask you out but was it something to be considered a date? Whatever. America had shown up with England's tent, mocking him for being unmanly and unable to 'rough' it in the wilderness.England and His Faery Friends: EnglandXReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Even though it is rather warm during the day, it gets rather chilly at night," Arthur informed you.
"Yeah You're right "
You had thick woolen blankets over you that England had made himself using a special brand of knitting or some
England x Reader: FairytaleIt was another day in London. A little to humid, but it was okay. You were waiting for your boyfriend Arthur Kirkland, the son of the Prime Minister of England. No one knew about you and frankly, no one liked Arthur since he used to be too much of a rebel.England x Reader: Fairytale3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey, love!" You looked up and saw the face of your man. His eyebrows thick as always, his green eyes shining in the sunlight, and his clothing casual.
He kissed you, without letting you say anything else. The kiss was almost unreal, something you couldn't resist but let him do. You pulled away, looking at Arthur's devilish smirk.
"So, where does my little baby want to go?" He smiled holding your hand.
"Don't you have somewhere you have to be?" You asked raising your eyebrow. You had just seen the news, and knew Arthur probably knew nothing of what was going that day. He stood thinking for a moment then turned to look at you.
"No..." He said sure of himself.
"Arthur!" You knew exactly where he had to be, "Your dad is meeting with the
EnglandXReader RequestIt was the morning of Valentines Day. You walked down the hallways of your school. Almost everyone was giving cards, flowers, or chocolates to their sweet hearts, and then kissing each other.EnglandXReader Request3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You sighed, this day was like torture to people like you. People that had no special someone to give chocolates or flowers to. Sure you gave stuff to your friends, and they gave you things in return, but there was no one to say "I love you" to in a more-than-friends way.
"Yo, (name)!" a loud voice said behind you. You turned around and smiled to see your friend Alfred running up to you with his two brothers. Though it wasn't Alfred you were smiling at, you were smiling at his older brother Arthur. You've had a crush on Arthur for a long time now, but there was no way you were going to tell him. He was the guy in school that all of the other girls wanted to be with. And compared to them you just seemed so plain. Arthur deserved better than you.
"Happy Valentines Day (name)!" Alfred handed you
King Charming EnglandxReaderRushing around like a chicken with its head cut off is probably not the best way to prepare for an anniversary date, you decided as you frantically made your way around the house you shared with your, as of today, boyfriend of three years. Arthur got out of work an hour ago and would be home in roughly thirty minutes to quickly change and take you out for whatever he had planned for you. And yet here you were, still in just a slip, no make-up on, and hair a mess.King Charming EnglandxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Making animal-like noises in your frustration, you hurried to the bathroom you and Arthur shared to try to make yourself presentable. You had no idea where you were going, but Arthur had told you to dress semi-formally. Moving faster than you ever thought you could, you dried and fixed your hair into loose curls, put on some foundation, eye shadow, and mascara, and hurried to your closet to pick out a dress. Just then you heard the front door open and Arthur call out to you.
"I'm in the bedroom!" you shouted down to him. Quick
Pirate EnglandxReaderWaves pounded on your pitifully small boat. You breathed heavily, doing as much as you could to save the only thing that could save you. Even with all of your efforts though, more and more water seeped into your vessel, the excessive rain not exactly helping.Pirate EnglandxReader4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Lightning struck, and you saw a much more immediate threat coming directly at you. A huge ship, most likely a hundred times bigger than your boat, was far too close for comfort. Before you could decide how the heck you were going to get out of this one, a wave about ten feet tall knocked you and your boat under water. You tried to swim, but the waves churned, determined to keep you under. Another wave hit, and what little air you had left floated up to the surface. With a last flash of lightning, you saw your boat deteriorate into the wooden planks you'd put together with your father. Everything went black.
Girl of my dreams .:EnglandXReader:.~ArthurGirl of my dreams .:EnglandXReader:.3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I dreamt of a girl with shining (h/c) and the most beautiful (e/c) he had ever seen. She was twirling in the falling snow. A long (f/c) coat twirling with her as she laughed and held her hands up to the sky. She looked my way and smiled softly at me. My heart skipping a beat.
"Come on Arthur!" She said at me. I went up and walked towards her. She grabbed my gloved hand in her own gloved hands and dragged me to the clear field filled with fresh untouched snow.
"Come on Arthur let's dance!" She cheered pulling me into the middle of th field and placing her hand on my shoulder and the other firmly in my hand.
"Love, you want to dance here?" I asked smiling softly at her.
"Come on Arthur, please?" She asked looking at me, her (e/c) eyes glistening softly from the dim sunlight peeking through the thick grey clouds. I put my hand on her waist and began dancing in the fallen snow.
She looked up at me and smiled causing me to blush.
"Arthur." She whispered as we both leaned in. Our lip
CanadaXReader SleepyheadCanadaXReaderCanadaXReader Sleepyhead3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Um, excuse me Miss [Name]," you felt someone poke your shoulder, "the meeting ended a while ago. You should wake up now."
'The meeting the meeting why did that sound so familiar?' you thought peacefully. 'THE MEETING!!!' You jerked awake as you remembered.
This had been your first world meeting. After Alfred had introduced you, you had gotten so bored you fell asleep! And now someone had just woken you up, after the meeting had ended.
"Oh, my gosh! I can't believe I just slept through the entire meeting!" you exclaim, embarrassed beyond belief. You turned around to thank whoever had just woken you up. "Thank you so much for-"
You froze in mid-sentence as soon as you saw him. He was the cutest guy you had ever seen. He had messy blonde hair with one unruly curl in the front and big blue eyes, that where hidden behind glasses. Complete with a polar bear and innocent looks, he was the ultimate poster boy for 'Shy Guy' magazine.
"-waking me up
EnglandxReader A Stirring Turn of EventsEnglandxReaderEnglandxReader A Stirring Turn of Events3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
A Stirring Turn of Events
Before moving to England to live with your boyfriend Arthur Kirkland, you had loved the rain; however, ever since you had moved, your tolerance for it had grown thin. It seemed as if almost every day was spent inside watching rain pelt your little town just outside of London. You sighed, turning your back to the window.
"So, in a stirring turn of events, it's raining outside." You informed Arthur. He looked up from his book and raised one of his bushy eyebrows.
"Is that so?" He asked in a monotone.
"Not that I dislike living here with you, Artie, but does it have rain every day? I mean l can only take so much this."
"Well, what would you like me to do about it, love? I can't just change the weather." He responded looking back at his book.
"I know. Sorry, I'm just a little restless from being coped up inside all the time." You said, turning back towards the window. The rain was coming down even harder now. Your poor little backyard was being poun
England X Reader - GentlemanYou snuggled deeper into your overcoat as you headed toward the university. The crisp autumn atmosphere rolled all across England, meaning your evenings were now filled with hot chocolate and hearth fire.England X Reader - Gentleman3 years ago in Romance More Like This
And Arthur, of course, who you were on your way to see now.
Arthur really was the perfect boyfriend, a true gentleman straight out of a 19th century romance novel complete with perfect manners and the ability to dance.
Before you started to date, he actually called your father and asked his permission to "court" you. His chivalry wasn't forced or investing, it was simply in Arthur's nature: He was never rude to you, he was always considerate of you, and he held you in the greatest respect.
As if his manner wasn't enough, he was also incredibly handsome, with soft blonde hair and glittering jade eyes. You honestly had no idea what cosmological luck fall landed you with him.
You let out a happy sigh and nearly skipped up the stairs to the great stone steps of the building.
You opened th
ReaderxCursed Doll! England-- I'll Help You Pt 4The next morning, you woke up on the couch, Arthur leaning against you in his doll form. You carefully picked him up and sat him in the arm chair by the fireplace before you went and showered and dressed. The whole time you kept thinking about the story Arthur told you about his life; something about it sounded familiar, like you've heard it somewhere before.ReaderxCursed Doll! England-- I'll Help You Pt 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You shrugged it off, putting it at the back of your mind for the time being. You wanted to do something for Arthur. Even if you couldn't break the curse, you wanted to prove to Arthur that he would always have a home here. And what better way than to treat him like family?
"Arthur, I'm going out!" you called, not waiting for a response (like you'd get one from a toy).
You first went to the clothing store and picked out a few outfits you thought would fit Arthur. You didn't exactly get any measurements for him but he wasn't exactly awkwardly shaped. You picked out a long sleeved, button up shirt with thin, vertical green stripes an
Made for Each Other EnglandxReaderWith a sigh, you sank into the cushions of your patio chair and shut your eyes, relishing in the warmth coming from the sun.Made for Each Other EnglandxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
And promptly rolled off the side in shock.
Groaning, you rubbed the back of your head and peeked over your chair to see your two best friends, Lana and Alfred, running over to you from Lana's backyard. You rolled your eyes and slumped back onto the ground, waiting for them to reach you.
"Dudette, what are you doing?" Alfred asked, kneeling on the chair and looking down at you.
"Attempting to find out if my eardrums are still completely intact."
"Well they must be," Lana said, grinning. "Because you answered him right away, didn't you?"
"Yeah, totally! So you're all good!"
"I hope you guys realize that you're the reason I was contemplating the state of my hearing." They both just grinned at you and each grabbed one of your arms, hoisting you up and dragging you away from your precious chair.
"Noooo! My chair! It's going to think I deserted it!" you cri
EnglandxReader- Let's Go to the Beach!EnglandxReader- Let's Go to the Beach!3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
England x Reader- Let's Go to the Beach!
"The beach! The beach!" Your two year old daughter chanted as she hopped up and down beside you.
"You're right, Alice, that's the beach," you smiled down at her excited face and chuckled as her dark green eyes widened adorably. Gosh, she looked just like her father.
"It's so pretty!"
You kneeled down to her level and kissed her on the cheek before tightening up one of her blonde pigtails that drooped from her nap in the car. She turned when you were done and faced you, putting her hands to your cheeks to pull you forward and kiss you on the nose with a "mwah!" You kissed her back on her forehead and readjusted the frilly pink one piece swimsuit she was wearing before gently picking her up, making her squeal in delight.
You looked behind you at your husband, Arthur, who was a few feet away, struggling to carry the multitude of beach supplies: the umbrella, picnic basket, toys, and towels.
"Are you doing alright back there?" You laughed.
EnglandxReader: James Bond"007; Britain's finest secret agent, licensed to kill. Mixing business with girls and thrills," you spoke into the black headset briskly, in a down-to-business tone of voice. You were currently tracking down a British gentleman by the name of Arthur Kirkland. He had been trying to become the famous James Bond. You personally thought that he had lost his marbles; James Bond was nothing more than a fictional character!EnglandxReader: James Bond3 years ago in Romance More Like This
To your ultimate shock, when you had finally caught up to him, he was singing the oddest song you'd ever heard.
I've seen you walk the screen, it's you that I adore.
Since I was a boy I've wanted to be like Roger Moore.
A girl in every port, and gadgets up my sleeve.
The world is not enough for the both of us it seems.
Apparently he was crazier than ever. You honestly wondered what the hell was wrong with him. However, you definitely had to admit that he had a wonderful singing voice. It was smooth and seductive, although you would never, ever tell a sin