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.
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
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
Punk!England x Reader Request- The Girl InsideYou sighed; another boring day of simple schoolwork. Well, simple for you at least, seeing as you were known all around school as the most serious student alive. Or at least that's the façade the other students believed.Punk!England x Reader Request- The Girl Inside3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You truthfully loved to have fun, but your parents had really put on the pressure about school. Thus you were forced to hide that one side of you that you secretly loved. That side included a girl that was quite the opposite from the strait A, quiet, and serious girl who had eventually also become a part of you. Yes. The other half of you was the side you'd been forced to suppress by your parents.
The girl inside you who was sarcastic, snappy, couldn't care less about school, and who loved to turn her music up full blast was the one your parents could never know about- or anyone else for that matter.
The only problem about this was that one guy who seemed to know who you really were on the inside. He'd even made some sly remarks about how he'd love to crack
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
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
Peaches: Goblin King!EnglandXReaderHe was the Goblin King. One night you had gone to a party with friends. What you didn't know until the last moment was that Fae had gone to the party as well. You had the Sight. You saw them the instant that they walked in front of you. In horror you had reeled away from them, particularly the striking green eyes that watched you like a hawk. However, you had to act naturally so they didn't realize that you were able to See them. Your friends had long since left you without telling but you went to the snack table, finding a peach. So you ate it, mindlessly, then waving off the fear that was coursing through you. Fae were known for nasty little tricks. But what you didn't know was that you just fell for one. You had eaten the food of the Underground.Peaches: Goblin King!EnglandXReader4 years ago in Romance More Like This
For Eve, it was an apple.
For Persephone, it was a pomegranate.
And for you, it was a peach.
You dreams were now becoming haunted by green green eyes in particular. Just when you were beginning to forget about Seeing the Fe
Really A Family EnglandxReaderYou nervously sat on the check-up table, waiting for your doctor to come back in. For the past two weeks you'd been feeling very sick and while your husband, Arthur, speculated it was just a virus, part of you believed it to be something else.Really A Family EnglandxReader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Your head shot up as the door opened, causing the doctor to chuckle at your eagerness. You grinned sheepishly and sat up straight, waiting to hear the results of your tests.
"Well Mrs. Kirkland, I have all of your test results," the doctor said, flipping through the sheets on his clipboard. "Everything seems fine. You're perfectly healthy and " You could have slapped him for being dramatic.
The doctor looked up at you with a smile.
"Congratulations, Mrs. Kirkland. You're pregnant." You squealed happily and leapt up to hug the doctor. He chuckled and patted your head before gently guiding you to the door.
"I suggest you find your husband. I'm sure he'll be happy to hear the news." You nodded enthusiastically and grabbed your purse.
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
England x Reader - SpellboundSpellboundEngland x Reader - Spellbound3 years ago in Romance More Like This
England x Reader
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Arthur scrunched his eyebrows together as he watched Alfred sling his arm around your shoulder in a friendly manner and pulled you closer to him. It wasn't like Alfred was doing anything inappropriate with you, and you didn't mind having his arms around you; Alfred was your friend after all. Then, why did Arthur get so upset when he saw how close Alfred was to you?
"Yo [Name]! What's up?" Alfred asked in his usual loud voice, taking a bite from his hamburger that he held in his other hand.
"The sky," you lamely joked as a smile graced your lips. You thought that the reply was super lame, but Alfred laughed nevertheless.
"You busy today?" Alfred asked you curiously. "We could hang out!"
Arthur crossed his arms over his chest and frowned. You promised Arthur that you would spend some time with him that day, and you intended to keep it. Of course, the English man knew that you would keep your promiseyou always did, but even s
Gentleman Among Morons (Gakuen!EnglandxReader) "Hey, Arthur!" You call out as you notice your best friend and long-time crush, Arthur Kirkland. He had scruffy blonde hair, deep green eyes, bushy eyebrows, and a British accent, which made all the girls swoon, even you, though you tried not to show it. He turns around and waves as you start walking towards him. Before you could make your way over to him, though, Francis, the Frenchman with long, wavy blond hair and sky-blue eyes, came over and handed you a rose. The two of you were good friends, even though Francis could be quite the perv and flirted with you constantly. And even though Francis could be a perv sometimes, you, being quite the dirty-minded individual, laughed along with his jokes.Gentleman Among Morons (Gakuen!EnglandxReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"You are looking as lovely as ever, ma fleur." He said, eyes sparkling. This was your daily routine with Francis, and in all honestly, you knew it drove his fangirls wild with rage. You heard them talking in the halls about you, about why Francis would pick <
EnglandXReader Bibbidi-Bobbidi-BooEnglandXReaderEnglandXReader Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo4 years ago in Romance More Like This
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
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
A British Adventure (England x Reader) Part 1A British Adventure (England x Reader) Part 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
To say you were lost was a complete and utter lie.
Oh no, you weren't even close to "lost."
You were... exploring. Yeah, exploring vast, unfamiliar lands.
...Ok. Screw it. You were very lost.
So how do you get out of this mess?
Your iPhone of course. Oh wait, it was about to die.
Okaaaay, lets try to second best choice. Get a taxi to get home, duh. Oh, wait, you had wasted all the cash you had on you at the moment on clothes and whatnot at the millions of stores around you.
You sighed. This was all thanks to your wonderful best friend; she had the genius idea of kicking you out of you guys' new house because she wanted you to "get some fresh air." Pft, she just wanted to have to house to herself to do god-knows-what.
So here you are now, 4 heavy shopping bags on each arm, wandering down the busy streets, freezing cold and all alone. Lets not forget the fact it was pouring, and it had been, for over two hours now.
'Oh how I hate my life right now. I would die for a
EnglandxReader I love you, Arthur KirklandEnglandxReader-I love you, Arthur Kirkland.EnglandxReader I love you, Arthur Kirkland3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You are in school and it's Friday when you start reading, your best friend is me (the author). (h/c)=hair
color. (h/l)=hair length. (f/n)=first name. (l/n)=last name.
"Yo (name)!" a loud voice called. You looked up from your book to greet the owner of the obnoxious
voice. It was your American friend, Alfred F. Jones. "What do you want?" you asked. He said, "I heard
we're gonna get a new student today!" After he said that, the teacher came in and told everyone to
settle down. She walked outside the door and brought in the new kid. He had messy blond hair and the
biggest eyebrows you have ever seen. You heard Alfred snicker a bit. You punched him in the arm for
being rude. "Ouch, what was that for?" he yelled. "You were being rude." you simply replied. Everyone
then turned and stared to the both of you. You both blushed at the embarrassment. "As I was saying
before I was rudely interrupted, class this is Arthur Kirkland. He transferred here fro
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
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 Request4 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
Forever and Always- EnglandxReaderAlthough Arthur had endured his fair share of war and conflict, some scars were acquired from battles he'd never fought; mental rather than physical, unseen yet still there, lingering in the back of his mind like ominous storm-clouds because he couldn't stand to face them. They weren't caused by trauma, not from the psychological torture that came hand-in-hand with events of his past, they were simply things he couldn't come to terms with. They were all the things he wished to forget, paranoia and nightmares that haunted him every time he closed his eyes, the guilt and regret and even hints of the ruthlessness that had consumed his mind as an arrogant pirate captain- It was difficult enough watching everyone he'd ever cherished die or abandon him, but his own mind destroyed him more than normal wounds ever could; it had started to accumulate after his beloved Elizabeth had died, after Alfred left, after the horrors of the world wars that had tested him more than he could ever knForever and Always- EnglandxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Heat Waves *EnglandxReader*"Arthur," you mumbled through your pillow. "I hate this vacation. I hate it so much."Heat Waves *EnglandxReader*3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were in your room, in your cool, air conditioned house. You were on your bed, wearing a pair of (f/c) shorts and your favorite tank top. You were currently curled up on your bed, hugging your pillow against your face. Your best friend, Arthur Kirkland, gentleman, Briton, bad cook, was in your room with you, sitting on the desk chair next to your desk and trying to comfort you.
Because not only had this been a boring vacation so far, with you being in your house almost twenty-four-seven, and all your friends (even Arthur for a bit) going to various places (half of them went out of the country, for the love of cornflakes!), but you had made a mistake. A fatal mistake. You had watched a romantic movie marathon.
You had a difficult time doing almost anything with guys, but you were a romantic at heart. You wanted to be swept off your feet one day by a handsome man.
And for quite some time now, this ha
Fairytale - England x Reader*England's POV*Fairytale - England x Reader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Years ago when I was younger
I kinda liked a girl I knew
She was mine and we were sweethearts
That was then, but then it's true
I ran to the meadows where I would meet my angel. Her name was (Name) (Surname) she had (hair length) (hair color) she had beautiful (skin color) skin that seemed to make her glow and her (eye color) eyes seemed to never end in a sea of beauty!
She stood above the water, smiling as I approached. She walked on the water over to me, her (e/c) eyes shimmering as she looked at me. My heart pounded as she got closer and closer.
"Arthur you came~" Her sweet angelic voice called to me. I felt my smile widen as I looked up at her.
"Of course love, we are sweethearts after all." I said. As we played for the day I frowned as the sun started to set.
I'm in love with a fairytale even though it hurts
'Cause I don't care if I lose my mind I'm already cursed
"I must go now..." Her voice was heavy with sadness. I felt my eyes fill
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
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
Gentlemen Don't Kiss and Tell ~ ArthurxReader"What in the bloody hell are you guys doing?" Arthur asked both you and a laughing Alfred with a suspicious glare.Gentlemen Don't Kiss and Tell ~ ArthurxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Well, we just thought it would be cool if you ran a kissing booth," you looked at Arthur with puppy dog eyes.
"What?! A Kissing booth?! Have you guys gone completely bonkers?" he replied, a big blush spreading across his face.
At that, you and Alfie looked at each other and then burst out laughing.
"What? You gits, why are you bloody laughing for, I'm not going to kiss anyone--" he started off, indignantly.
"Haahhh- hayou are an idiot, Arthur!" Alfie laughed, almost out of breath.
"You aren't going to actually kiss anyone," You laughed, wiping tears out from the corner of your eyes. Oh! This was just priceless, that look on his face!
"ohohhh.." was all he said as he gave you two a sour look as both of you were trying to stop laughing.
He then crossed his arms and then started tapping his foot impatiently. "Well, then what do you want me to do, then, you two pa
England x Reader: Rumpelstiltskin [Part 1]England x Reader: Rumpelstiltskin [Part 1]3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was supposed to be a normal November day. You were in your house, brooming the dust and grain powder off the floor of your kitchen, when you heard a commotion outside your front door. It was your father and the king of your kingdom, having an argument about the importance of your father's work.
"Please, my Lord, the village needs the flour. How else will we make bread?" Your father pleaded to the king. Your father was a miller who made his living by grinding wheat and grain into flour in order to sell it to the market. You often helped him and used the leftover flour to sell baked goods over the weekends. It was not a very rich lifestyle but made a decent living.
"I want the money. Either you will pay more taxes or I will tear your mill down." The selfish king replied. No matter how much your father begged him to reconsider he refused to change his decision. Shifting yourself a bit, you did the best you could to hide yourself behind the curtains as you peeked through the window to e
APH Fanfic: EnglandxReader- Cat (The Sequel)"Arthur, have you seen my other shoe?" you asked, holding the left shoe of your favorite pair of flats up for him to see. You were trying to get ready for work, but you just couldn't seem to find the other shoe and you were feeling rather frazzled.APH Fanfic: EnglandxReader- Cat (The Sequel)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Arthur, who was seated at your little table, skeptically raised one of his impressive eyebrows over the top of the newspaper. "What on earth makes you think I would know where it is?"
You sighed impatiently. "Turning into a cat doesn't make you invisible, you know," you told him.
Arthur frowned, his eyebrows drawing together in irritation. "What're you talking about, -name-?"
Starting to feel irritated yourself you put a hand on your hip and raised an eyebrow of your own. "Two words: cat hair."
Arthur suddenly blushed a brilliant shade of pink. "I believe it's under your bed," he replied, before very purposefully hiding behind the paper.
"Thanks!" you said and, wit
Request - England x Reader - Save Me, My PrinceRequest England x Reader Save Me, My PrinceRequest - England x Reader - Save Me, My Prince3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Someone was behind you. They were going to take you. They already had Michelle, your closest friend.
These stupid skirts are too heavy. The heels make it too hard to run. You did your best, lifting the skirts and taking long strides. Your panting drowned out all noise, even the loud clicks of your heels.
The man caught up to you. His face was obscured by a plain white mask. The eyeholes were too small for you to see his eye color. The only thing you could see was the wavy blond hair pulled back with a blue ribbon.
He began to tie you up, ripping your dress and yanking you by your (h/c) hair. One of your heels slipped off, unnoticed by your assailant. Before he got your hands tied, you managed to rip out a chunk of his blond hair, throwing it near your shoe. That made him angry.
The man tossed you over his shoulder like a sack of flour. You struggled, beating his back and kicking with your bound limbs. It wa