EnglandXReader What Do I Believe?England looked like he belonged in a loony bin.
You sat in your chair, not quite sure what to do. You had been reading and drinking tea with England in his library when some of his..."friends" decide to visit. And there he goes, off laughing and playing and talking to the air.
"Ah!" He cries, finally turning to you. "______, this is Flying Mint Bunny!" He gestured with his hand at a spot to his left. You try and focus on where he means, but you honestly can't see the creature.
"Um, England...I'm sorry, but I don't see anything."
His face falls and he looks heartbroken. "But...______, I thought you were different," He mumbles, cradling something in his arms.You look away and bite your lip.
"Wait," he looks at you with big eyes, "Do you think I'm making them up? Do you think I'm...crazy?"
You almost dropped your teacup. "No! No, of course not! It's just that...well, I, ah, I don't think they're for real." Your voice shrank with every word.
England narrowed his eyes. "______, you've read
Apartment Boyfriend! [ England x Reader ] Contains:Apartment Boyfriend! [ England x Reader ]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
England x Reader
Protector EnglandxReaderYou huddled in the corner of your room, pleading in your mind for the voices to be quiet, for the shouting and yelling outside to stop. You were terrified. You had only recently moved into a house on your own, and now you knew why the rent was so cheap; drunken uproars was of the norm to happen every night, and you hated it. You already had many drunken idiots arrive on your doorstep, banging on your door and windows, most of the time shouting abuse at you, and this was another one of those times.Protector EnglandxReader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Come on, you slut! Open the door already!" You trembled from each bang that echoed through the small house. You had tried to stand up for yourself the first night this had happened, only to have an empty bottle swung against your head, causing you to need multiple stitches. If it wasn't for the blonde gentleman, who you believed to be also drunk at the time, punching the offender in the face, knocking him out and him somehow taking you down to the hospital, you wouldn't know where you would
England x Reader-The Greeting of LoveThe song had almost ended when you heard a sudden crash and banging noise from behind the stage where you were playing causing you to gasp in surprise.England x Reader-The Greeting of Love2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Wh-Who's there?" you stammered trembling in place, your feet cemented to the floor.
All of a sudden, you heard a quiet storm of cursing before someone revealed himself from the back covered in shambles of broken wood and crinkled sheet music.
"Bloody hell, it was too dark. I knew where I was going "
The young man in front of you had messy blonde hair barely covering a pair of bright emerald green eyes underneath the bushiest eyebrows you had ever seen. He was wearing an embarrassed expression probably because he had tripped on something in the back. You didn't know what he was doing here, though.
"Um, are you alright?" you asked quietly bringing your bow closer to your chest in case he was going to lunge at you (though you wouldn't know why he would do something like that in the first place).
The young man dusted his uniform and s
EnglandXReader: Operate“Dance Poppet, Dance.”EnglandXReader: Operate2 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.
Lies. - England x Reader.Baby, you're all that I wantLies. - England x Reader.2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
When you're lying here in my arms
I'm finding it hard to believe
We're in heaven...
You held Arthur's hand tightly, opening your (e/c) eyes.
Flowers blossoming, fruits fully grown on trees, birds chirping as they flew and the sun dancing with the blue clear sky in unison. It was marvelous. You looked to Arthur as his beautiful green eyes open to look into yours, making direct eye contact. You shot him a smile as he returned one of his own. "We're in Heaven, Arthur. Where we'll live happily ever after for real." You couldn't hold back a tear as you realize you weren't on Earth anymore. This was really happening. You were really dead.
We're in heaven...
"Heaven cannot separate us, love. We will live happily ever after." Arthur pulled you into his embrace as you clutched onto his jacket, sobbing silently into his chest. Memories began playing countless.
Oh, thinking about all our younger years
There was only you and me
We were yo
Love Overpowers Taste (England X Reader)"(Name)! (Name)! Wait a moment, love!" The World Meeting just finished and you were walking outside before you heard your British crush calling for you. Immediately, you fixed your (h/c) (long/short) hair to something that looked decent before turning around with a cute smile.Love Overpowers Taste (England X Reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hello, Arthur! Oh what's this?" You asked; he had been holding a clear food container full of what looked like black lumps. You were a rather new country of (Country Name) but everyone and I mean EVERYONE warned you of England's less than stellar cooking abilities. (Bluntly: they told you that never to try his food unless you want to be in the hospital.)
The light haired man gave a smile and handed you the package (HAHA HAVE FUN WITH THAT), "It's for you, love! I realized I have not gave you some of my excellent homemade scones. Here, try one!" He took out a scone or what was supposed to be a scone and handed it to you; it was burned black, and was heavy as a rock. You gulped an
RomanoXreader: Heavy-ass door (REQUEST)RomanoXreader: Heavy-ass door (REQUEST)2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
THEME: What if Romano was afraid to say he loves you, so dresses
up like Feli and hands you a letter saying it's from Romano,
so he feels good he did it himself. Kind of.
RomanoXReader: Heavy-ass door (REQUEST)
You sighed as you walked quickly through the crowds of your peers,
trying to make the bus without having to run.
Gakuen Hetalia was the school you went to, a multi-cultural school
for people who wanted to escape from the 'everyone-knows-everything-about-everyone' schools.
You finally made it to the big glass doors the school insisted on having,
even though they were so heavy it was a pain to open so they were left
open half the time. You groaned as you saw they were closed.
You, not being the strongest person in the world, hated the manual labor that these doors came with.
'Theres no way I can do this myself!' you mentally screamed.
'It`s a heavy-ass door!' You sighed in defeat and set your bag down,
placing both hands on the glass.
'one-two-THREE!' you cheered yourself on as yo
EnglandXReader Goodnight Arthur...^^' Enjoy please~EnglandXReader Goodnight Arthur...2 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
England x Reader- Perfect NightYou murmured a quick thank you to the librarian before grabbing the heavy book and heading out of the library into chilly November evening. You walked down the busy streets of central London and could see that most shops were offering discounts on party productsEngland x Reader- Perfect Night2 years ago in Settings More Like This
and fireworks. The reason for this was because tonight was a historical event which was celebrated across the UK which is known as Guy Fawkes or Bonfire night. Excitement coursed through your body a as you were invited to a little get together at the Kirklands."Hm, I wonder what type of party food they are going to serve", you whispered to yourself. You continued to think about the tonight's party when your trail of thoughts came to a halt, a strong winds began to pick up.You clutched on to your coat for warmth but alas it was all in vain, you could feel the icy wind pierce skin causing your to shiver.
You ran down the quite street towards your front door.
Quickly shutting your front door, you slipped off your coat and shoes be
EnglandxReader Only Atendee“Is anyone even going to come to this party?” (Name) asked herself, her birthday just had to fall on the same day that Alfred was throwing one of his ‘Awesome’ bashes.EnglandxReader Only Atendee2 years ago in Romance More Like This
She had handed invites out to the people that she really wanted to come, but they had all turned her down to go to Alfred’s party. She had said that she didn’t care either way…but it had hurt. And even with her bravery of handing invitations out she still couldn’t bring herself to give an invitation to Arthur, her long time crush who had never even looked at her. She bit her lip as she set out the few h’orderves that she had made
out on a table with a plain (color) plastic table-cloth.
She bit her lip, this would be sad if no one came to her party…she sat down on her couch with a plastic cup full of (favorite soda) and waited…and waited.
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Arthur stared at the invitation he’d found on the ground at school. It was addressed to some
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 Stage2 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
Enchanted- EnglandxReader one shotI frowned at the paper in front of me. My song was finally complete. All my feelings for my best friend and secret crush Arthur, finally put on paper. Now there was only one problem.Enchanted- EnglandxReader one shot2 years ago in Romance More Like This
When the hell was I gonna sing it to him?
This seemed like such a good idea at the time...
A knock on the door drew me out of my thoughts. I went to answer it and who else would it be but the heartthrob himself.
"Oh, Arthur! I didn't expect you to be here so soon." Not that I minded of course.
"Actually love, I'm a little late... Sorry."
"Oh, is that so?" Sometimes it scares me how I can get so lost in my thoughts.
He looked around the house and sweat dropped. "Were you daydreaming again, _____?"
I blush, looking at my house. It was only a little messy, but I was extremely embarrassed. Arthur's house was always so clean! He was always outdoing me in this aspect and as a woman, I felt ashamed about that.
"Haha, you know me so well..." I trailed off scratching my head. "I'm really sorry. Come in,
The only way EnglandxReader"...And that's the only way that you will get (y/n) to confess her love to you!" Alfred screamed into the phone.The only way EnglandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I-I don't know Alfred! That seems a little bit extreme..." Arthur said nervously, fingers tangling themselves in his hair.
"Dude, she won't confess otherwise! Come on, when have I ever been wrong?"
"Exactly. That's why IM THE HER-"
"I GET IT YOU BLOODY GIT!"
Arthur swiftly hung up and sighed.
'is this really the only way?'
Only one way to find out.
~~~SUPER TIME SKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY FRANCEY PANTS! Honhonhonhonhonho-GET OUT OF MY STORY YOU GIT!~~~
You plopped down on your bed with a deep sigh. What a long day! You spent the day cleaning your house because your mom is so OCD with the way she wants things done. Your phone started ringing, loud and annoyingly. You groaned and rolled onto your stomach, stretching to reach your phone.
"Hello?" You said, annoyance obvious in your voice.
"*huff* *huff* (Y-Y/N)!!!" you heard an obnoxious American at the other end screa
Just a cold (England x sick!Reader)"a-a-ACHOO!" with only that, the whole class turned their eyes from the blackboard to you, you quickly covered your face with a handkerchief and looked outside the window, this was the third time you got the attention of your whole class and it was only the first lesson agh!Just a cold (England x sick!Reader)2 years ago in Humor More Like This
You were told that you could stay at home but NOOOO~ you just had to go with a terrible cold!
AH wait what was your teacher saying again you should probably listen
"____!" You looked at your blond teacher, his sky blue eyes were staring at you, he seemed pretty angry not that you were surprised, he was always angry~
"I'm sorry" you mumbled and looked at your copybook that was opened well you can't even remember now that you think about it.
You heard your teacher, Ludwig Beilschmidt, groan "I said that if you're not feeling well I could let you go home!"
"No!" you objected but quickly covered your mouth and started coughing harshly.
"____?" you looked over to your right to see one of yo
EngalndxReaderI was just leaving on of those World Meetings my best friend Alfred F. Jones, or in this place America, invited me to. He brought me here so I would just agree on anything he said. All I did was just read my book with him babbling in the background. I swear everything he said sounded like more fantasy than my book. I was halfway down the hallway when somebody snatched the book out of my hand. Alfred. I turned around to find him flipping through the pages, like he actually cared what was on them. He gave his so-called hero laugh.EngalndxReader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Dude, (Name) why are you reading this, 'The Lord of the Rings' this book is for total nerds." I crossed my arms and gave him an angry scowl. I really hate it when some made fun of something I like, especially when it's coming from a nerd stuck in a football player's body.
"Al give it back I'm not in the mood." I tried jumping for it multiple times, but each time he raised it over his head. "Alfred give it back or I'll, I'll."
"What kiss me," He puckered his li
EnglandxReader England knocked on the door and waited patiently, he had meet ___(your name)____ a few days ago whilst he was sitting on a bench at the park neat your own home. The two of you began to converse and, well now he has seemed to have taking a liking to you. Arthur wore his white button up dress shirt under a argyle sweater vest that was green, it was a beautiful dark green, but nothing that could compare to his emerald eyes. His blonde hair ruffled in it's usual matter as he stepped back hearing the door knob turn. When you opened the door he smiled and politely greeted you. You were wearing _(clothing description)__, perhaps a little ways out of his taste but it looked splendid on yourself, you shut the door locking it and turned back smiling sweetly at him.EnglandxReader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I hope you don't mind but I presume you have eaten? If not we could drop by my home and I could make something for you." It was a little past noon, and you had in fact
EnglandXReader- Birthday SurpriseTomorrow was your 16th birthday, you will have nothing to do tomorrow because your friends are busy after school, even if it was a Friday night. You wanted to gather the courage to ask your crush somewhere but are too shy, even if he is your childhood friend. So you get in your pajamas and sleep..EnglandXReader- Birthday Surprise2 years ago in Settings More Like This
The next morning you get dressed up and go to school. You get through your first 4 classes and go to lunch. You notice England is over there and walk up to him, with your heart racing you manage to say his name. "A-Arthur!"
He turns around to face you and waves. "Oh Hi ______. I was just going to look for you..Happy Birthday."
"Thanks... Anyway... why were you looking for me?" You reply trying to not blush.
"Well I wanted to know if you are busy around 5?" England puts his hands on the back of his neck trying to act cool.
"I'm actually not, since everyone else seems to be busy.." You sigh lightly trying to be calm.
"Then come to my house at 5, I will have a surprise for you." England nods and
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/Reader2 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
Flowers Mean Forgiveness [Punk!EnglandxReader]Flowers Mean ForgivenessFlowers Mean Forgiveness [Punk!EnglandxReader]3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Request: Punk!EnglandxReader (Romance, hurt/comfort)
Written for: Umbrelink
I can't believe this!" You yelled in frustration, throwing the bundle of flowers (red and white tulips) merciless on the ground. "How can he even dare to think that would make everything alright?"
Once again, this particular evening, you felt your eyes water up. This time, though, it wasn't out of sadness, but more out of anger. How can he even try something like this? Flowers, out of all things? You stood above that way too cliché sorry of his. He could try to be all gentleman, if he just wanted to, but you wouldn't fall for that. After all these years, you realized, you never knew what kind of person Arthur Kirkland was. Now you do; and, well, after four years of loving him and putting up with everything he did, this was just too much. You had boundaries. And he should know. But seemingly he didn't. After four years.
Fluffy EnglandxReader- My Christmas Present"Love?" You heard someone call. It was to early in the morning, so you turned over in bed. You heard the voice chuckle, before the bed shifted. Opening your (eye color) eyes open, you saw Arthur, your boyfriend of three years, lied there, smiling at you with his beautiful green eyes gleaming. You smiled, snuggling into him. He held you close. "Now you're not going to get up, are you?" he asked.Fluffy EnglandxReader- My Christmas Present2 years ago in Settings More Like This
"No." You said, melting into his soft embrace. He chuckled.
"Come on love, I've prepare-er-I mean, bought us breakfast." he said. You chuckled. Arthur couldn't cook, so he would tend to buy breakfast from the local store down the street. You laughed, kissing his nose.
"Then lets go enjoy our food." You said. Arthur grinned, standing up and taking your hand, lifting you from the bed and both of you headed downstairs. In the living, everything was ready for the holidays. The tree was up, the decorations were ready, and tomarrow was Christmas! Arthur walked into the kitchen and brought out a bag of
~Manual Labor~ (England x Reader)"[Name]?" you heard Ivan call.~Manual Labor~ (England x Reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You looked up from whatever you were doing, to look at him. "Yeah?"
"Are you going to keep this, or can I throw it on the trash bag?" he asked, holding up an old, broken garden gnome. Since when you've had that thing, you had no idea.
You and your friends Ivan, Alfred, Arthur, Francis and Yao were on your garden, throwing away stuff you didn't need anymore.
"Throw it away!" you answered, pointing at the big, black trash bag that Yao was holding.
"Why am I the one who has to hold the trash bag for, again? It stinks, aru! Literally!" the Chinese man whined.
"Please, Yao, just hold it!" you begged, putting on your best puppy face. After Yao stared at it for a couple seconds, he sighed in defeat, looking away. You cheered inwardly.
A few minutes passed by, while the others ask you about which things you wanted to keep or throw away.
"Hey guys, I'm hungry! Can we take a break now and eat something?" Alfred exclaimed. As if on a cue, you heard a loud grumbling
Come To The Dark Side England x Punk!Reader Pt. 1Come To The Dark SideCome To The Dark Side England x Punk!Reader Pt. 12 years ago in Humor More Like This
You've always been different. No doubt about it. In fifth grade, when all of the girls were listening to Hannah Montana or whatever crap was popular back then, you would be hard at work memorizing guitar solos for Green Day songs or jamming with your dad. In middle school, all of the popular girls listened to Ke$ha or Katy Perry and all of that other pop crap on the radio, and you would just drone them all out with 'God Save the Queen'. This is what happens when you grow up without a mother figure. Yup, that's right. After you were born, your mother wanted nothing to do with you. So, she left you with your dad and disappeared. You've never met her, and you doubt that you ever will. Unless you become a super famous rock star. Then she might come out and admit to being your mom.
"_____? Are you ready yet? Let's GO!" you hear from downstairs.
"Shut your pie hole, I'll be down in a second!" you yell back. This is how conversations with your dad always go. H
EnglandXReader: Meet me at the libraryYou waltzed through the bookshelves of the library that you found while in your vacation in London. You've always enjoyed books and seeing a large selection like this made your heart flutter. There seemed to be every book imaginable here!EnglandXReader: Meet me at the library2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You walked over to the (favorite type of genre) section and searched for your favorite book. It didn't take you too long to find it though. When you went to go take the book off of the shelf, it wouldn't budge. 'How odd...', you though and tried again. Alright, this book did not want to move. This began to frustrate you. You put your foot against the shelf and pulled with all of your might.
"Why in the bloody hell won't this book move?!", a voice yelled from the other side. You let go of the book and it flew to the other aisle in the hands of a Brit. He hit his head on the shelf behind him and fell to the floor. He had shag