5 years passed since you began your life as a Dragon Tamer and you enjoyed it. Throughout the years you learned more about this new life your were leading. Dragon Breeders would mate dragons and take care of their eggs till they reach a certain age before a Dragon Tamer, that's you, would bond with one, training them for who knows what. Possibly get the dragons ready for a Dragon Knight but no one will tell you anything about why you've never seen one before.
You excelled in your training and your mother had commented on how dragons seem to want to flock around you but your parents would not allow you to bond with a dragon yet, though normally a Tamer would have their own dragon when they turned 10 years old. They never told you why, only that there was something special in store for you. It was a little lonely since there no kids around your age.
You two never got along very well. Not only did you two both have 2 different jobs, some of the older Tamers played a prank o
DragonBreeder!EnglandXTamer!Reader FinalDragonBreeder!EnglandXTamer!Reader Final2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Where's the Tamer?" One of Lord Drax's many servants asks a knight under the Dragon Knight's command. "Oh no, did she run off again?"
The knight sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose in annoyance. "I'll go find her. If Lord Drax finds out she's out flying again, he'll have my head."
"Who'll have your head?" A low gravely voice came from behind the two servants. The knight spins around and quickly salute the Lord, anxiety and fear flowing through his veins.
"N-nothing, my Lord!" He squeaked out. He held an emotionless expression but cold sweat trailed down his skin. The other servant stepped away, averting eye contact with the large armored man.
"Tsk tsk tsk. I don't like people hiding things from me...." He glances over at the other servant and bend down a little to match her height. "You will tell me what is going on, correct?"
She whimpered a little before blurting out, "The Dragon Tamer ran off again." She quickly covered her mouth, fear in her eyes. The knight groans a little but
DragonBreeder!EnglandXTamer!Reader 1DragonBreeder!EnglandXTamer!Reader 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Through the dark forests, you and your father walked down the turning paths. Only 6 years old, you clinged to your father's cloak in fear you would get separated from him. He was a tall man, towering over you. He brandished a sword on his hip and you held a dagger in your free arm. The dark forests were a dark and mysterious place but your father told you that your family held a tradition that required the next in line to travel through the forests.
"Daddy?" You said, looking up at your father. He did not look down at you but you continued to talk. "Is this where Mommy went?" You asked. Your mother left days before but never told you where.
"Yes, _____. She's waiting for us." Your father replied, his voice was low and husky.
You both continued to walk in silence, any creature that lurked in the darkness stayed away at the sight of you two. Soon you could see a light visible in front of you. It was a welcoming sight, after so many hours in darkness.
You squint a little as you emerge fro
Arachne!England x Reader Pt.3~pt.3~Arachne!England x Reader Pt.32 years ago in Romance More Like This
Slowly you opened your eyes only to see a dimly lite cave ceiling covered in...spiders.Your eye twitched looking down you saw you were cocooned up to your chest,looking around you see spiders everywhere.
You felt something shift next to you looking over you saw the arachne,the sudden memories came flooding back.You let out a silent scream you are cocooned in a giant spider web,with spiders on the ceiling and all around you.
Taking a deep breath you reminded yourself of what he said that the spiders wouldn't hurt you,you kept repeating that.Hearing a yawn you look over to see the arachne shifting and turning to you,he looked at you tiredly than snapped awake causing the spiders to awaken as well.
G-good morning love"he said nervously,not know how you were going to react.you breathed deeply trying to keep yourself calm.
"G-g-good m-moring arachne"he cringed slightly at that word
"L-love you can just call me Arthur"he rubbed the back of his neck
"My name is ________"you said as c
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Ever since you could remember your village was haunted by an Arachne,a half-man half-spider centaur creature.They say it lived in a cave by the sea which wasn't far away,many people have tryed to slay it but they all failed.Still it terriefes your village killing cattle,people,and destroying homes and stables.At least it couldn't mate and make more monsters,one was more than enough.
Walking down the stone road to your friend's Melissa's it was the time of year for the honey harvest,so you were trading your help for some honey.It was rather easy to help with harvesting honey just smoke the bees and take the honey,and put it in a clay jar.It was the perfect day for a harvest,nice and cool.For some reason the creature didn't attack or destroy the bee hives.
Seeing the feilds of flower you knew that you would be at Melissa's home,which was larger than yours cause her father had a large honey harvest.Walking into the Atrium,you see her facing the pond.
You clear your throat she turns
A Storm is Coming- Merman!England/Reader- Part 1Arthur felt a mounting surge of frustration, glowering up and the human girl from his place in the water. The choppy swell lapped at her bare feet, his ghost-white hands helping him balance near the rock so that she could hear him over the waves. The sky was ominous and grey above them, but neither seemed to care. "You're an idiot." The merman stated, rolling his tongue over the foreign words, and furrowing his eyebrows "I thought I told you not to find me?"A Storm is Coming- Merman!England/Reader- Part 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
"You were looking for me, Arthur." He flicked his tail in irritation, casting his imperious emerald gaze from her face. Rain and salt-water cascaded down his shoulders, fluid as it crawled down the sinews of his back and the curves of his sculpted face. Although he'd been above the water for some time, the merman's hair was still plastered to his head. "I wasn't." He muttered, all the while realising that he had, and that there was no use in denying it. _______ leaned forward slightly, inching along her precarious perch and
Vampire!Arthur x Reader: Part XVIIVampire!Arthur x Reader: Part XVII2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm gonna marry the night." Lady Gaga
I didn't know how to react to the way he felt. I had never felt the same with anyone else, this was the first time, and it was driving me insane. I didn't want to go with Arthur, he's a vampire. But, everything he said made me think twice about everything. I agreed to be careful when fighting the Nordic vampires and he agreed to train me until the day we were to attack.
They planned out the day of attack; Finny would provide us with potions while Berwald was going to accompany Finny by protecting him, Chika, Gilbert, and Alfred said they would take Lukas, Chika had a better chance as a demon to fight his magic, Italy, Germany, and Matthew said they would deal with Emil and implant the gas to drive out the rest of the vampires they had locked up in the mansion. That left Arthur, Romano, and me to take on Mathias.
I went to the open meadow like every other day before the attack, and tied my boots, securing that they
Hetaloid!EnglandXPopular!Reader part 3Hetaloid!EnglandXPopular!Reader part 32 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
England and your mother sat in the kitchen, enjoying tea and some small snack, your mother glancing at the clock, frustration was obvious on her face.
"That daughter of mine, where is she?" You mother grumbles, gulping down the tea. England shifts in his seat uncomfortably. He had tried to calm her down for an hour but he had realized it was useless. All he could do now was drink his tea and pray you come back soon.
"Oh! I need to clear out a room for you! Wouldn't be proper to have you in the same room as my daughter, even if you are a robot." She said, getting up and heading up the stairs. England puts down his tea and follows your mother.
"Please don't bother, ma'am! I can clean up the room myself and make do with anything you have prepared!" England protested, trying to get her to go back to the kitchen to finish her tea.
"No, that won't do! It's fine, Arthur!" As your mother says, passing by your room, she glances through the open door and lets out a heavy sigh. "I wish she would
~DO YOU SEE THEM?!~ England x ReaderPairing: England/Arthur Kirkland x Reader~DO YOU SEE THEM?!~ England x Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Inspiration: ...my sister and her friend playing with Pokemon dolls
"Do you see them?!
Well, do you?!"
You picked up the phone, expecting the same, panicking, Irish voice to be heard from the other line of the phone. "Yes, Seamy?" You asked, annoyed. This was the third time he called in panic this week, typical Seamus. He was always a happy-go-lucky country, being the human representation of Northern Ireland, one of the twin countries of luck. So far, the incidents were, and in order: Scotland was going on a riot and strike to save the badgers, Wales was drunk, and Sealand ran away. What could it be this time?
"It's England, [Country Name]." Your eyes widened. The usually well-composed and polite England was a subject of one of Seamus's panic attacks?! How could this be?! "He's going on in a depressed form....talking to himself like he's crazy...."
England X Reader: When You're With Me CH 3England X Reader: When You're With Me CH 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You stared at your reflection in the vanity mirror, nervousness filling every part of your body. You were in your dressing room in the church, and in the room were also Sophie, Hungary, Ukraine, and Lichtenstein. You had expected Belarus to be there too, but she had run off, probably chasing Russia, as you figured.
"You look so beautiful, _____!" Hungary squealed as she clapped her hands excitedly. "Everybody will be talking about you for a long, long time!"
You let out a tiny smile as you continued to stare at yourself. You woke up at 5 that morning to Sophie poking your sides, and you were instantly brought over to your dressing room, where you were given a makeover by your bridesmaids. Sophie and Lichtenstein did your makeup while Hungary and Ukraine did your hair.
You had already put on your dress, shoes, and veil, which was pushed back, and in return, you received squeals of approval from your friends. Now here you were, sitting in front of the mirror, examining yourself closely.
Hetalia Gakuen ((Popular!Reader x England))Hetalia Gakuen ((Popular!Reader x England))2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You yawned as you walked through the mildly crowded halls of Hetalia Gakuen.
You grinned as you were greeted almost instantly.
People called out to you, here and there, you smiled and greeted them in return.
You guessed you could say that you were popular.
Everywhere you walked in school, everyone knew your name, everyone smiled at you.
You were popular, know that you thought about it.
But you weren't popular for the wrong reason!
You knew girls who were popular, who were liked because Well, because they were sluts. They were whores and they were fakes, the only reason they were liked was because they slept with almost all the guys in school.
How people saw that as 'Admirable' was beyond you.
You weren't afraid to talk about them either, or to stand up to them.
You also weren't afraid to stand up for your friends. You weren't afraid of a lot of things.
You didn't know how girls like that could ever be popular.
You were popular because You didn't really know why
You were just
Hetaloid!EnglandXPopular!Reader part 2Hetaloid!EnglandXPopular!Reader part 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You sulked back home after getting a fairly angry call from your mother. You had your jacket over your shoulder, as you enter your house. And of course, your warden was standing there, arms folded over her chest and glaring at you.
"What time is it?" She asked in a growl.
"Jeez mom, you asked me that 20 minutes ago." You rolled your eyes, attempting to walk past her but she steps in your path. You let out a frustrated sigh. "Look, I'm sorry mom, I lost track of time when-"
"When what?" Your mother spats, cutting you off.
You glare at her, knowing she was suspicious of your activities. You growl, staring her down with your (e/c) eyes. "When I got caught up in some drama. Just a whole bunch of teen drama, mom..." You both stand there, glaring into each others similar eyes for a good silent minute before your mother growls, stopping off.
"Do as you wish!" She yelled, before slamming her door shut. You felt a pang of guilt but it was quickly washed away by anger and frustration. You scream
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
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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
Hetaloid!EnglandXPopular!Reader part 4Hetaloid!EnglandXPopular!Reader part 42 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"You're not really going to make me clean my room are you?" You grumbled as you entered you room. You turn and sit on your bed, folding your arms over your chest.
"Just a quick tidying up, that's all. It's not too bad right now, I guess..." He glances around the room and starts to pick some things up from the floor.
You jump up and slap a few things from his hands. "Hey!" You barked, placing your hands on your waist. "Don't touch my stuff! You'll put them in weird places or something!"
England scoffs and stands up straight, glaring into your (e/c) eyes with his emerald ones. "That was uncalled for! I was just trying to help!"
"I didn't ask for your-!" You were interrupted by the ringing of your cell phone. "Oh, hang on." You answer the phone, tone changing into a cheerful one. "Hello?"
England grumbles and sits on your bed, folding his arms over his chest, glancing it around the room. He notices a few picture on your nightstand and picks them up to get a better look at them. One pictur
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Request for GingerAlchemist
Arthur sighed and slumped his chin against the heel of his hand. A small farmer and his family had waited in a line for most of the day and the previous night, just to ask the king if he could possibly lower his taxes. Like that could ever happen.
However, the current king was fair and just, so he didn't send the man off with guards at his heels. Instead, the bearded man leaned forward in his chair, danger twinkling in his eyes. "I will raise and lower the taxes as I feel fit. I would suggest now that you take your loved ones and leave. Thank you."
Still shaking, the farmer sadly turned from the king and made his way back to his family, tired head lowered and once strong shoulders hunched under the power of his king. Just as the meager looking family had left through the heavy wooden doors, one of them came running back.
The prince's head perked up as he recognized the girl as the eldest of the children. Her
Pen Pals - England (Ch. 1)Pen Pals - England (Ch. 1)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You picked England!
You grabbed the folder England. You've always been fascinated with the country, it's history, culture, and much more. Matter of fact, you had only watched the 2012 Olympics because it was held in England!
You smile holding the folder to your chest. British boys were so irresistible! With their sexy accents, and chivalry, they are absolutely to die for.
"Ah, England; The wonderful country~ I honestly believe they're in the top 3 strongest countries~! After all, they had raised us!" You're flamboyant teacher, Mr. Moe had squealed.
You laugh, "I love everything about England, I'm very glad you allowed me to choose this country Mr. Moe." You smile up at Mr. Moe who begins gushing about himself.
You walk back to your seat and open the folder. 'This Brit's name is Arthur Kirkland. Wow, that is English. He like's football (soccer), tea, helping the elderly and children, reading, classic movies, and listening to old punk music. He sounds very gentlemanly~ And he e
Vampire!Arthur x Reader: Part XVVampire!Arthur x Reader: Part XV2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You're in a place of fear." Good with Grenades.
My blood was no different from anyone else's. It was red; it tasted like iron, and ran through veins. However, they did mention how my blood was valuable somehow to others, but immediately mentioned Arthur. Arthur was practically king of vampires, most vampires feared him. This was the first time I heard of other vampires wanting to fight him, like the Nordic vampires. I never really realized that if I were to take out Arthur all the other vampires would attack humans more often. I glanced at Arthur; he seemed annoyed with what Berwald said. He slouched in his seat looking away from everyone else.
"Why my blood though?" I asked.
"Your Arthur's w'fe, no?" Berwald asked, even though he knew the exact answer.
"Her blood is much sweeter because of it " Alfred mumbled, "I've been getting an urge to bite her this whole time even Matt! And you know he has never had the urge to drink human blood." He exp
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"Look at this one _______!" a little girl whisper yelled while running in your direction. Her curly brunette pig tails bounced behind her happily to the rhythm of the thumping of her small feet. You looked up from your book and placed it on the orange arm chair you were sitting next to. You patted your crossed legs and smiled at the girl.
"What have you found for me today Sammy?" You asked her as she sat on your lap. She greeted you with a huge grin and pointed to a picture of a small elf like figure almost hidden in the corner of a picture of a kitchen. The story book had slight tears at the edges of the page and smelled like a dusty old book, it was your favourite story book as a child. The elf like creature was hiding behind a table leg with food in one hand and a broom in th
Hetaloid!EnglandXPopular!Reader part 5Hetaloid!EnglandXPopular!Reader part 52 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You had collected the attire you would wear to the festival but then another T-shirt caught your eye.
"When did I have this?" You picked up the dark blue T-shirt, a British flag painted on it. You smile a little and slip it on quickly to see if it would fit. It was perfect. "Well, I think I'll wear this one." You giggled softly and changed back into your previous shirt. You wanted to take a shower before going. You hid the British shirt under the skirt you had chosen and left the room.
As you opened the door, you felt it run into something part way. You heard a soft grumble as England moved away from the door. "Were you waiting for me?" You asked, raising a brow.
The English Hetaloid's cheeks changed hues slightly as he pouted and looked away. "O-of course not! I-I-I just happened to be standing outside your room when you opened the door!" He said, obviously flustered.
You couldn't help but giggle and started heading to the bathroom. "I'm going to take a shower. Just don't w
Hetaloid!EnglandXPopular!Reader part 1Hetaloid!EnglandXPopular!Reader part 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You rush down the stairs, grabbing your jacket and bolted for the door.
"Hold it right there!" You heard your mother's voice from behind. You groan and slowly turn around, slumping your shoulders. You tried to make a getaway from your studies to make it to a friend's party but, as usual, your mom intercepted you. "Where do you think you're going?" She folded her arms over her chest, walking towards you with a glare. "It's past 8 PM..."
"Mom..." You huffed. "I promised (friend's name) that I would come to her party but because you had me doing stuff, I'm late!"
"Don't give me an attitude! Ugh, what am I going to do with you...?" Your mother grumbled, rubbing her temples. You pouted and leaned up against the wall as you and your mother had a glare off. You smirk in triumph as she looks away, sighing bitterly. "For heaven's sake! Fine! Go!"
"Sweet! Later, mom!" You called back to her as your ran out the door, grinning. Victory was sweet.
As the door slams shut, your mother lets out a heav
HetaliaxReader-Lost my Book-England!HetaliaxReader-Lost my Book-England has it!HetaliaxReader-Lost my Book-England!2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You could see the handsome brit, making his way towards you, carrying your diary in his hand. He looked a little delighted to see you. You walked towards him, and finally seeing your book made you sigh in relief.
"Here, love." he passed you the book and shoved his hands in his pockets. You loved it when he called you love.
"Thank you Arthur!" finally your notebook was safe. You tucked it safely in your purse. "I wouldn't want Francis to read it."
Arthur nodded in agreement. You took another glimpse of him. He was so lovely in every way. From his blond hair to his gentlemenly clothing style, to his love for mythical creatues, and use of black magic.
"Soo..Arthur." you broke the silence. "What are you doing right now?"
"Going home, love." he seemingly choked. "Want to come with me?"
"I'd be delighted."
He held his hand for you, instead of linked arms with him, and mad
EnglandxReader: Train Rides Before the Deathbed“I suggest you go out and enjoy it. I’m sorry, miss, there’s nothing more we can do for you. You have approximately twenty four hours left until your brain shuts down. Perhaps you would like to try and spend it with your loved ones, or your family? We’ve tried everything we can do. I have no idea how I could apologise more.”EnglandxReader: Train Rides Before the Deathbed2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It’s funny, really.
You don’t cry.
You don’t pray for life to give you another day.
You don’t even feel all that sad, or scared.
You stand outside the doctor’s office, with about twenty three hours and thirty minutes left to live. You have no one to go to. No one to turn to for your last day on this beautiful world. Your parents are gone, along with the rest of your family, really. You were always a bit of an antisocial spirit, and you don’t want to burden your mere acquaintances with the news of your impending doom.
No significant other.
Nobody but yourself until the e
Punk!England X Reader ~ My Gentlemanly PunkPunk!England X Reader ~ My Gentlemanly Punk2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You sigh and walk over to your living room window. It was sunny in (Place), the total opposite of what you felt.
Exactly a week ago you had confronted your boyfriend, Alfred, on why he was spending so much time with some bimbo. He had then explained- er well, more like bragged that she was the love of his life and the two of you were done.
You laugh bitterly at that thought, that's the exact same way you two had become a couple. He dumped his previous girlfriend for you, saying the exact same thing. Well, once a player always a player.
You look over at the clock on the wall to see its 1:20pm. Your eyes widened and you dashed out your door, grabbing your keys, wallet, and phone.
"Why the hell did I lose track of time!" You yelled while dodging pedestrians, "If I'm late again Arthur will never forgive me!"
Arthur. That's someone who's always despised your Ex-boyfriend even though they're brothers. He even warned you about him, but you were to lovestruck to believe him.
Now that yo
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- EnglandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This