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.
"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 - 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
Babysitting (England x Reader)Babysitting (England x Reader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hey Artie!" You chirped happily through your cell phone.
"Good morning Miss (Name), I'm sorry to bother you but I was wondering if you could do me a favor," replied the Brit.
"Oh, but of course! Whatever can I help you with, my good sir?" You joked, using your shoulder to hold up the small electronic as you moved about in your kitchen putting groceries away.
"Could you watch Alfred for me while I'm gone?" Your face lit up at the thought- Alfred was like a son to you, and you loved him like family. Besides, a chance to see Arthur before he left for whatever business he had? How could you miss up on that, considering your (hopefully not obvious) feelings for the green-eyed man.
"Did you even need to ask me? I'll be over there in 20 minutes. Seeya then Kirkland!" And with that, you put away your phone, pulled on your shoes and (f/c) jacket, and set out for England's house.
"(NAME)!!" Shouted your blue-eyed "son" as the door opened. Not a second later you were tackled to the ground wi
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
England x Reader: Tickle War"Let's just call it a day," Ludwig announced, calming everyone down. "We're not getting anywhere and all we seem to be doing is argue so, let's come back tomorrow and actually get somewhere."England x Reader: Tickle War3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Everyone in the room nodded, you included. You had gone to every meeting so far this week and there had been so many of them, it made you sick. It was Thursday and you have been going to meetings all this week, and all of last. It wasn't fun, especially since you really did nothing. You had to be there though, for you didn't want to be yelled and scolded at.
"YES," Alfred jumped up, everyone's eyes landing on him. You giggled softly, rolling your (e/c) eyes at the American. "I CAN GET MY MCDONALD'S."
"And you could shut up," Arthur instructed, standing up from his chair. Your eyes adverted over to the Brit, your cheeks heating up in the process.
"Aw, but Iggy! I really, like, really , want some McDonald's," Alfred whined, stomping his foot on the ground like a small child.
"Let's just go h
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 (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
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 Bibbidi-Bobbidi-BooEnglandXReaderEnglandXReader Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo3 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
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
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 ~ ArthurxReader2 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
EnglandxReader- A Kiss In The Rain"Thank you for driving me home, Arthur." you said gratefully as the two of you pulled up to your driveway.EnglandxReader- A Kiss In The Rain3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"It was my pleasure," Arthur responded warmly. "After all," he added, looking at you with a smile in his emerald eyes,"it was only what any proper gentleman would do."
You smiled back at him shyly, but your heart was fluttering inside your chest. Others would call Arthur Kirkland "cold", "cynical", and "snide", but even from the relatively short time you had known him, you knew that under the surface, he could be as sweet and gentle as any other man. You harbored hopes inside of you, small but bright, that he would some day return your affection for him. But sometimes, you wondered if he ever would look at you romantically after your strong friendship.
As it almost always was, rain was pouring down from the skies above England. As you opened the car door to make a hasty escape to the shelter of your porch, Arthur reached out to touch your shoulder. "Allow me, my lady." Opening his
Talk Too Much: Waiter!EnglandXReaderYou shouldn't have gone with him, you really shouldn't have. You and France had recently gotten into an argument. France had been bad touching you again. To make it up to you, he was taking you out to dinner, his treat, to fancy French Restaurant. How could you deny the French cuisine, especially when someone else was picking up the tab? You couldn't deny you were hungry either. After a grueling meeting, without even England to keep your stresses off your mind, you wanted food and sleep. For some reason the British nation hadn't shown up. You were worried. Naturally, France wasn't.Talk Too Much: Waiter!EnglandXReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
So you sat at the table, waiting with Francis for the waiter to show up. You hadn't realized that with going with the Frenchman, it looked like a date. How you wished England had been there. He would have made you see sense before you had gotten into the situation. However, as you looked around, your face burned. All of the servers were men, wearing revealing uniforms. It was like a high class strip joint th
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
EnglandXReader: Lessons In LoveLights flashed. Blue. Purple. Green.EnglandXReader: Lessons In Love2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The room wavered as the lights danced on the walls. The music beat against The blonde's ears as he made his way deeper into the sea of people. The people felt like they were closing in, swallowing him in their rhythmic dancing and pulsing auras.
It was a different experience for Arthur, being in the thick of the crowd. When Alfred or Francis even managed to get him into a place like this he usually stuck to the outskirts of the dance floor, he preferred his space out there. Often times he kept to the shadows, standing along the walls. There it was secluded, and quiet (despite the raring music) and he could actually think there. Besides, most of the tables stood alone, away from the crowd, making for an easy escape when he got bored. Tonight, however, was different. He had caught a glimpse of something. He had seen something that he hadn't expected to ever see there, something that had become the
Girl of my dreams .:EnglandXReader:.~ArthurGirl of my dreams .:EnglandXReader:.2 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
England x Reader: When I'm With YouSummer is coming to a close. Alfred F. Jones has invited all of his friends, and even some random strangers, to spend the weekend in his mansion of awesomeness (though Gilbert refuses to acknowledge this fact, even if he knows it's true). You, being one of his best friends, are naturally invited.England x Reader: When I'm With You3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Since it is about a hundred degrees Fahrenheit, most of you guys spend your time near the pool. You can't swim to save your life, though you refuse to let any of these guys know so that you won't be mocked. You simply stay in the shallow end or work on that tan you kind of don't want to get, cannonballing into the ends where your feet can touch the ground and your head can rise above the water. You play with the water guns and joke around with everyone, and a smile is always plastered on your face.
So here you are, sitting near the edge of the pool with your feet dangling over the edge and splashing the water around. You wear a light T-shirt over your bikini, slightly self-conscious, especiall
Soldier!EnglandxReader -- Dog Tags[minor amount of cursing included; didn't quite think it was worthy of a warning. Tell me if you think differently. Enjoy.]Soldier!EnglandxReader -- Dog Tags3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
EDIT -- due to the number of people crying over this story, I'll put up a VERY SAD STORY WARNING so that those of you with kind, innocent hearts won't be reduced to tears without first being warned. But if you're tough, read on.
London, England. 2004. War in Afghanistan.
Today was hot. And long. Oh, so very long.
Al had stayed up all night crying like a baby over the 'ghosts in his closet'. And, of course, this had frightened Mattie and, following suit of his boisterous twin, made him start whimpering as well.
You were exhausted and, truth be told, rather irritated with the both of them--although it was really more Al than Mattie--and you had a terrible lot to do today. Load laundry, plan dinner, call Sandra back about working on Thursday, get groceries for the rest of the week--it was only Tuesday--, apparently Al's battery-powered, wailin
Missed You Madly- England/ReaderArthur let a small sigh expell from between his bitten lips, sinking further into the yeilding confines of the sofa. Between ink-stained fingers he cradled an ancient book, one from a time he couldn't recall (though he doubted he'd actually want to, in retrospect). He let his pale hands ghost over the yellowed pages and faded words, drinking them in with his darkened eyes and savouring the warm evening light flooding through the window. It was fragrant and sultry, the windows thrown wide open and allowing the perfumed aroma of roses to filter through into the cozy sitting-room. The entire expanse seemed to glow gold and shades of amber, radient light spilling across the scratched leather sofa and surfaces like molten gold. The sky was littered with a few wisps of clouds, the rest like a water-colour painting in it's entirety as yellow faded to dusky pink and then to saffron orange. One graceful, languid hand swept away a shaggy fringe, Arthur's eyes flitting shut for a moment in thoughMissed You Madly- England/Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
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.
England x Reader - SnogEngland x Reader - Snog3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It sounded a bit funny.
But what did it mean?
These were the thoughts that filled your mind as you continued on your stroll around the park near your house. Earlier, Francis had come up to you and told you to ask Arthur to snog you...
When you had asked what the word 'snog' meant, he merely did that funny 'Ohonhonhon~' laugh of his, his perverted smirk growing a bit wider. He then said, 'Arthur will show you soon, ma cherie!' before walking away, leaving you confused.
You had considered looking it up, but being the lazy person you were you decided not to. Snog couldn't be a bad thing, could it?
...Well, maybe it could, considering how Francis had told you to ask Arthur to snog you. And, well... Francis is a big fat pervert. Snog could very well mean sex if it came from Francis. And you didn't plan to lose your virginity just yet.
Well actually, losing your virginity to Arthur wouldn't
England X Reader: Not HatedYou witnessed the scene from a distance, watching as your proud love fell to his knees. And from across the field that had be tainted with battle and fresh blood, you could hear the shocked, cold words of the victor, "You used to be so great," and a sob from the owner of the green eyes that were clasped shut in pain.England X Reader: Not Hated3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You could at least be grateful that the rain took focus away from water currently falling from your orbs.
An hour later you took Arthur's hand, and dragged a dazed nation back home, while he wondered all the while if the fight he just fought was worth while. He could no longer call himself a sibling. That thought burned more than he would have liked it to.
That had been a three months ago. And during those months, England has slowly let the toxic elements of the event drain from him. You helping him whenever he stumbled, but he was strong even when his little brother had just broken ties.
You were England's room, waking up on his bed, blinking up to see a crate bein
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
Pirate!EnglandxReader ScarsPirate!EnglandxReader Scars3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"(Name)! Get back!" Arthur cried out as he parried a blow from a sword that would have other wise split his skull in two. His red coat turned redder by blood, his hat missing, and his white undershirt untucked from his brown pants.
"But Captain I-"
"That was an order (Name)! Now go!" He cut you off, never turning to look at you as he did his best to defend his ship.
"How did this happen?" Arthur thought to himself as he finally managed to flip his opponent over the side of the ship.
He looked around quickly, and he watched as you slipped into the cargo hold. Relieved, he went back into the fight.
-an hour later-
You peered out of the cargo hold when you finally heard the clang of steel and the shouts of fighting men die down. What you saw was absolutly gruesome. There were bodies everywhere, though luckily for your crew, they were mostly the attacking pirates. You quickly climbed out of the hold so that you could help tend to those who had been injured, as you were the ships
[EnglandxReader] In the Night[EnglandxReader] In the Night3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Notes: So you're not confused you are a Island controlled by the UK and frankly you love him. Okay got it good let's get started enjoy! XD Btw * equals your thoughts and ()insert details to make feel like you're in the story. Please enjoy and comment your feelings.
It's about midnight you are lying on the floor of your house reading (favorite book). You love the plush carpet of your home also the color helps to it's a rich purple. You dig your toes in to its softness and smile thinking of the person who helped you make this wonderful place your home. *Arthur is so nice, I now don't have to worry about being attacked anymore!* you smile at the thought; till your phone breaks your focus you grumble your distaste. You pull your body off the soft floor and walk over to the receiver by the sofa. *Who could it be at this hour?* You gaze at the