That Rainy Night. (EnglandxReader)You were sitting on your coach watching your favorite TV show since it was only raining outside and you were bored out of your mind.You sighed under your breathe but then your phone started ringing.
"Hello?" You said as you picked up your phone and turning off the TV.
"Yo (Name)! Wanna come over and hang out?"Yelled your happy-go-lucky friend Alfred.
You nearly had to move the phone away from your ear because he's always THIS loud and its kinda annoying...
"U-Uh sure...But what are we going to do?"
You could tell he was showing his goofy smile again across the phone "I'm glad you asked! You see, Arthur gets cranky during these kinds of days so Were ALL are gonna watch a movie together! Isn't that a great Idea?!"He said booming his voice even more.
Your heart fluttered a little bit when he said Arthur..Okay you admit it..You had a crush on that handsome British gentlemen, But your too scared to tell him because your both very good friends and you don't want to ruin it if he doesn't shar
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
EnglandXReader: Lessons In LoveLights flashed. Blue. Purple. Green.EnglandXReader: Lessons In Love3 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
EnglandXReader Goodnight Arthur...^^' Enjoy please~EnglandXReader Goodnight Arthur...3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Laughter, angry voices, the clinking of glass, and the smell of ale.
Of course you'd loved coming to the bar when you were younger, when you first could drink. The day you turned eighteen. But now you felt old, though your body looked your real age, mid-twenties, you felt like your grandmum.
"Eh! (Name)! Nice ta' see ya' here again!" the bartender said from behind the counter. You smiled and saluted as a reply. Sitting down at the counter, you looked around. Nothing had changed in years. Same old drunks sitting here every weekend.
"I'll just get a medium draft beer like usual.." you ordered dully.
"Yes ma'am." the bartenders young son said.
He set the mug of the precious amber liquid in front of you. You thanked and tipped him.
The bell rang at the entrance door, signalling someone was here.
Arthur Kirkland. Your long time love. He was the reason you'd moved from the country into London. He had been everything. He had been your muse.
But he broke your heart
EnglandxShy!Reader: An Escape from RealityNot much I need to say here. I just want to specify that, (l/f/s) stand for 'least favorite subject.'EnglandxShy!Reader: An Escape from Reality3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You rose from your bed and stretched as the afternoon rays of sunlight made your (e/c) orbs sparkle as if they were diamonds. Your eyes scanned the book that you have slept with in your arms. A bright smile appeared on your face as you fingered the delicate pages of the ancient book. This book happened to be called, "The Gate of Glory", which was about a teenage boy named Nate. The main conflict in this story was about Nate searching for his long lost childhood friend named Glory. You just bought the book out of complete curiosity, but you were unaware at how addicting and wonderful the book turned out to be.
Being an only child, the internet and books provided your need for entertainment. When situations got tough, you pulled out an anonymous book and escaped from reality. However, due to your love of books, you were very timid and antisocial when it ca
Sleepy Time!~ (EnglandXReader)Sleepy Time~Sleepy Time!~ (EnglandXReader)3 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Which one should we watch? 'The attack of the evil Domos 2' or the-"
"Love, anyone will do..."
"Are you sure? Because I think the 'The apocalypse of the rainbow gummy bears' is-"
Arthur sighed before you could finish. Sometimes he wonders where the hell do you even get theses movies from.
"Fine then! You try to pick out a movie!" You huffed out.
"But (Name), We watched a movie last night! Could we just go to bed? It's very late." Arthur said as he got up from the couch and turned off the near by lights.
Arthur placed a finger to your lips. "Shhhh, Not tonight (Name). Aren't you tired just a little bit?" He said placing his other hand on your shoulder.
You gave out a sad sigh. "I guess..." You frowned.
"Sleep is very important (Name), Always remember that." Arthur said as he kissed your right cheek and smiled.
You blushed a bit from the warm actions. He always knew how to get you.
"I'll be in the bed room if you need me love," Arthur said as he
[EnglandxReader] In the Night[EnglandxReader] In the Night3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Notes: So you're not confused you are an 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 into 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 Caller ID it
EnglandXReader: Baking with IggyEnglandXReader Request~ Baking with IggyEnglandXReader: Baking with Iggy3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You loved your job. From the mouthwatering, sweet and savory delicacies, or to the fresh aroma of pure bliss and heaven that you encountered everytime walking in. You just plain flat out, LOVED to work in the bakery.
Since the bakery hadn't opened yet, you were still preparing the desserts to be sold. As you continued frosting the small, fragile cupcake, a loud boisterous voice boomed through your ear.
"______!" Your boss yelled from his office. Instantly, your head perked up and you immediatly set down your piping bag while wiping your hands on your apron. "Coming sir!" You squeaked rushing out of the kitchen and to the small office room.
"Yes sir?" You asked curiously closing the door behind you.
"Come have a seat." He commanded tapping his pen impatiently on his desk.
You gulped nervously, while slowly sitting down in the c
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
Hetalia EnglandxReader - Stuck In a BoxHetalia EnglandxReader - Stuck In a Box3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Alfred! Where are we going?!" I said as Alfred pushed me along through his gigantic house.
He snickered. "You'll see~!"
I rolled my eyes.
We arrived at a door, which Alfred opened and shoved me into the room, closing and locking the door. It turns out the room wasn't a room-- it was a closet. It was a small, empty closet, barely able to fit two people.
Wait. Two people. . .
I banged my fist on the door. "Alfred Foster Jones! Get me out of this closet, or so help you, I will--"
Before I could say any more, the door opened and Arthur was pushed in. The door closed, pushing Arthur closer to me. I could see his emerald green eyes staring at me through the darkness. My face heated up, and I felt his heat up as well.
"Ah. . . Arthur. . ."
"Oh, _____," he muttered. "H-Hello, love. . ."
"Um. . . Did Alfred drag you in here, too?"
He nodded. "Yes. He didn't even bother explaining to me why."
"Ah. . ."
He didn't know, but I did. Alfred knew about my crush on Arthur; he probably thought t
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
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
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
EnglandxReader - A Simple Thank You"What is this rubbish?"EnglandxReader - A Simple Thank You3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What? You don't like it?"
You both stared down at the bowl of (food) that you made. You admit that your cooking wasn't the best, but at least it was edible. Or at least more so than Arthur's.
"Not really, love. It's too salty and it's overcooked."
"Fine." You pouted. You took the bowl and stormed back into the kitchen.
Does he have any right to criticize me on my cooking when his taste like...? A shiver crawled up your spine as you thought about the last time you had a taste of Arthur's food.
As of late, Arthur made you meals as a sign of his affections towards you. You loved how he wanted to treat you well, but... if only he could treat you in ways that didn't make you sick to your stomach. So instead, you decided that you would cook for Arthur.
You sighed. You thought about other dishes that would appeal to your boyfriend's taste. It probably served you right that he would dislike your cooking since you secretly hated his. But at the very
(England x Reader) I'll Say it Next TimeDISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN YOU OR HETALIA ಠ_ಠ(England x Reader) I'll Say it Next Time3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
An England x Reader One-shot.
I opened the door of a café and smiled, it was warm and a sweet scent of cake and coffee warmed me up. It was a cold winter day, and snow crowded the stone pavements of London. During my flight to UK, I had worried about meeting him again. But I had brushed that off as soon as I arrived in the familiar streets of the city, and the kind faces of old friends before moving to America.
I looked to my left to find a seat to sit in. There he was, and our eyes met. He was still the same. His blonde hair that looked quite wild, and his ivory skin that were soft, and pink from the cold. His eyes were just the same I rememberedolive green with golden sparks of joy. It's Arthur Kirkland.
He is the man I loved. But I was too cowardly to tell him. He stood up, and his chair was pushed back with a small scrape and a groan.
It was a peaceful day in London, and _(
England(Arthur) X Reader(I need a friend)England(Arthur) X Reader(I need a friend)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(I need a friend)
You read the next text from your boyfriend "I didn't want to bring up any of this till after your birthday" then you send a text message back saying " please don't do this, I love you please" you wait a few seconds and you get a replay back "I just want to be friends, we can still kiss and hug, but I would like us to know what it's like to be broken up "
You wipe your tears not understanding what he really wants so you send back "so, I don't get it please explain more" he replies back "I can't, I'm sorry" you quite texting him and texted your good friend Arthur and texted him "I need a friend .." he replies back quick "be right there love!" you set your phone aside and put your head on the bed crying, waiting for Arthur to arrive. You hear a knock on your bed room door "love you in there?" he hears faint whimpering and comes in seeing you crying on your bed he comes and sits by you.
"what happened?" you turn your head around to him,
Gift: The Language of Flowers: England x ReaderGIFT: ENGLAND X READER: THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERSGift: The Language of Flowers: England x Reader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Name) slung her bag over her shoulder and hauled her three text books into her arms. The driver slammed the trunk doors of the shuttle closed and drove away, leaving behind a cloud of dust. She was unable to move out of the way in time. Coughing and sputtering, (Name) nearly dragged herself up to her dorm room. Never before had she hated those two flights of stairs so much nor had she ever been so tired. Taking three tests in a row was exhausting.
During the first exam, she was energized after having drunk almost four cups of coffee before class. Caffeine, after all, was your best friend after a whole night of studying. However, its effects began to wear off halfway through test number two. By the third examination, her energy had crashed. The letters on the paper were dancing and she was nodding off to the silent beat of sleep. Later on, she'd stumbled onto the shuttle and fallen asleep in her seat. The driver had to wake her up
EnglandxReader: Checkmate"Checkmate." He smirked as you flicked your king, painfully watching it hitting the board slowly. His eyes held a strong light of amusement watching you sulk around. Why were you playing a game of chess with the Englishman again? Well, you don't exactly remember all the details, all you remember was that it sounded fun playing with the Brit. And your feelings for him? Um you weren't dating him, but you wish you were...back to the present!EnglandxReader: Checkmate3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I don't know how you win every single time," You muttered, head softly the table. Chuckling, Arthur stood up, putting away the game. "You're basically the only one I lose to."
"Keep trying _______, you'll beat me one day."
"Why don't don't you just show me how to win a game?" You asked, lifting up your head, as he was straightening his formal black long-sleeved shirt.
"Alright. I guess I will," He said with a mischievous glint hidden in his eyes. You stood up with a grin and went to go get the game again when you felt his hand o
EnglandXReader: Operate“Dance Poppet, Dance.”EnglandXReader: Operate3 years ago in Romance More Like This
He felt like he was on top of the world. His mind was soaring; his heart pounded heavily in his chest with excitement and power. And she was the source of it all. He watched as she pirouetted across the dark tile floor, her feet gliding across the tiles as if it wasn’t even there. Her arms fell around her body gracefully as they swayed to the imaginary music in her head. Her simple white dress flowed around her, the fabric billowing out from her waist, gently twirling around her spinning legs. The blue bow that was wrapped around her (h/l) (h/c) hair chased behind her as she teetered back and forth. She was merely a blur of colors. Pink, blue, white.
_________’s eyes caught hold of Arthur’s as her body took to another spin. Her eyes shined brightly, their deep (e/c) color sparkling, immediately pulling Arthur in. She was the embodiment of innocence and simplicity and it made Arthur all the more eager to touch her.
Last Day. - England x Reader.Today was the last day you'd spent with your English gentleman before he would return to his hometown after a two years business trip.Last Day. - England x Reader.3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Here you were, spending the last day watching movies with Arthur, your head on his lap. You smiled, looking up at his green-eyes, blond hair and his perfect features. You saw him glance back down at you as you hurriedly look away back to the television. Arthur's hand began stroking your hair. "What's the matter, love?"
"N-Nothing," you answered. "It's just that... I know I'll miss you when you leave tomorrow." Arthur stopped stroking your hair as the words came out of your mouth.
"I know," he said sighing. "I will come back. Or you can come to England when you're free."
And so, that following morning, you and Arthur were riding the taxi to the local airport.
You were there to see him off as he requested. Arthur had his hand cupping your chin, smiling down at you with his gorgeous green eyes. "I'll miss you, (Name)..."
"I don't want you to go, Arthur..."
Catch Me- England/ReaderArthur watched ______ with a glitter of mirth in his eyes, carding his fingers through his tousuled blonde hair. His lover stood several paces away from him, feet firmly planted in the snow. "You need not be afraid," He laughed, extending a hand towards her "It's perfectly safe."Catch Me- England/Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"You're certain?" The Englishman nodded.
He had initially hoped to waste the day beisde the fire, perhaps reading or watching old Christmas films, but a sudden inclination towards a more...romantic pursuit had overtook him. He'd drove himself and his lover through the snow and the vast country estate that he lived on, and now they were standing at the edge of a frozen lake; the blonde already wore skates that had lasted him an extremely long time, and another pair were at ______'s feet. She stood still, teeth chattering from the cold and a becoming pink blush rising to her cheeks. The young woman had been somewhat delighted and horrified simultaneously at the suprise Arthur had arranged, not so much bec
England x Reader: Stormy WeatherShivering, you rushed down the sidewalk, eyes fixed on your shoes. You should have known better than to visit England without an umbrella; after all, the land was known for having a plethora of rain. But it was sunny earlier, you begrudgingly thought to yourself.England x Reader: Stormy Weather3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Finally, you stopped to catch your breath, panting as you glanced at your surroundings. Much to your horror, you couldn't recognize any of them, and to make matters worse, it was getting late. The sky, previously a light grey colour due to the storm, was now a shade of jet. Your (favourite colour) jacket no longer provided any warmth for you, droplets of water dripping from the sleeves.
"Excusez-moi, mademoiselle, but are you lost?" asked a concerned voice.
Startled, you looked up with wide (eye colour) eyes to see a man with wavy, blonde hair standing before you, a black umbrella protecting him from the downpour. His blue eyes looked worried, but being that he was a stranger, you couldn't help but instinctively
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
EnglandxReader- The StageYou stared up at the stage, bottle of beer in one hand, chattering friends all around you. Somehow they had convinced you to come to this weird male strip club that had just opened and was supposed to be fantastic. Men from all different countries showed off their amazing bodies on stage for drunk, lonely women.EnglandxReader- The Stage3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
So far, you were dubious. Sure that albino "Prussian" was incredibly hot and the Frenchman with all the roses was handsome but other than that… nothing. And then the Brit came onstage.
He wore nothing but a pair of underpants in the colors of the British flag. He had messy blonde hair and brilliant green eyes with ridiculous bushy eyebrows that somehow didn't make him look ugly but all the more attractive. You sat up in your seat, staring attentively at the man.
"Ladies…." said the announcer, "He likes long walks in the park and reading romances all night… Please welcome ARTHUR KIRKLAND!" The room filled with applause and cheers. Arthur did some sort
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