~Manual Labor~ (England x Reader)"[Name]?" you heard Ivan call.
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
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.
Apartment Boyfriend! [ England x Reader ] Contains:Apartment Boyfriend! [ England x Reader ]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
England x Reader
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
Punk!Singer!England x Reader - ONE SHOT "Arthur," you whined as your British boyfriend dragged you into the empty basement. "Why do we have to throw a party?"Punk!Singer!England x Reader - ONE SHOT2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"C'mon, love!" the Brit cupped your chin in his hands. "It'll be fun!"
"No," you pouted. "It'll be loud and give me headaches."
He simply chuckled and walked over to his CD rack. Arthur ran his hands over the many different CDs and scanned the rack for music. You wandered over to his old records. For some reason, you found them a lot more interesting than his new music.
Now, you know that Arthur has been around for a while. He IS the personified version of England. You ran your finger over several record cases before stopping at a specific record. It read "Abbey Road". You excitedly pulled it off the rack and ran your fingers over the dusty cover. This was your absolute favorite Beatles album.
You spun around excitedly and waved the album infront of your boyfriend's face, "Look!"
England X Reader: I Hate you and This MovieEngland X Reader: I Hate you and This Movie2 years ago in Romance More Like This
England X Reader: I Hate you and This Movie....
It's bad enough when your stuck in class with a whole bunch of morons but it's even worse when your in the same class as the know-it-all Brit, Arthur Kirkland. To his messy blonde hair and gem like green eyes, everything about him drove you insane. He had an answer to everything and made everything into a debate. He was always competing for the top grades and sometimes even went as far as cursing people to get his way. Because of which, no one really talked to him or even said hi to him this whole school year since you came.
"What a strange guy..."
During lunch, you packed a bag of cookies and bought a BLT sandwich and two Iced Green Tea bottles. You sat at your usual place beside a window, getting the views of cherry blossoms and maple trees. The weather was warm with a light cool breeze that would shake the seasonal trees every few minutes. As you looked into the blue sky, you saw a lonely figure on a bench look up into the sky like yo
England x Bubbly! Reader - Tea LoveEngland x Bubbly! Reader - Tea Love2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Arthur Kirkland's home was very beautiful, especially the green and bedecked parlor
where you were now. The owner of this lovely place was sitting in a small, green chair, trying to ignore you.
"What you got there, Arty?" You asked for the third time in the last two minutes.
The blonde sighed, and looked up at you, weariness plastered on his face.
"My tea, (y/n). Why are you asking, love?" You giggled, your (h/c) hair moving in front of your face.
"It smells weird, Arty."
He exhaled, and was about to take another sip as you leaned in real close.
Arthur set his tea down with a clank.
"(y/n), why are you..."
"Can I make you some tea?" You asked, bouncing on your heels in front of him.
He just stared at you, a surprised expression on his face.
Should he? No, you could set fire to the house...but it could get rid of you, he realized.
"D-do you know how to make it?"
You shook your head, an innocent smile resting on your lips, your (e/c) eyes shining
from the sunlight that had filtered throu
Absolutely Incomprehensible British GentlemanDrunk!EnglandXReaderXAmericaAbsolutely Incomprehensible British Gentleman2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Absolutely Incomprehensible British Gentleman
"You know, I'm really glad you decided to join us, (Name)."
"Only because I know you'll need a ride home."
"HAHAHAHA! Dude, you know him so well!"
Arthur glares at America as he holds the door open for you. To get immediate revenge, he slips through the doors before America and thus resulting in the doors smacking the poor guy in the face. Alfred laughs that off as he swings open the door, whacking England on the back. Arthur staggers forward then turns back to America, yelling,
"Watch it, you idiot!"
You look back at them and sigh, "You haven't even taken a sip of cider and you're already acting irresponsible."
"He started it," Alfred strolls past Arthur and stands by your side, scoping the pub.
The place is lively; filled with music and laughter. The bar glistens from just being wiped down for the nightly round of hoppers. The tables are nearly all
EnglandXReader What Do I Believe?England looked like he belonged in a loony bin.EnglandXReader What Do I Believe?2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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
Gift: The Language of Flowers: England x ReaderGIFT: ENGLAND X READER: THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERSGift: The Language of Flowers: England x Reader2 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
Don't :EnglandxReader:Don'tDon't :EnglandxReader:2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Arthur, could you please tell me where put those damn sunglasses?” [Name] sighed, tired of searching through her huge bag.
“I... I think they're in that pocket, right there, along with the white dress,” the boy next to her replied, tucking a couple of jackets into another of her bags.
“Oh yes, you're right,” she smiled. “Thank you for helping me, by the way!”
“I already told you this was the last thing I wanted to do today, I'm only helping you because I don't want to feel guilty.”
“Hehe, I know” she chuckled.
But you don't know why I didn't want to help you... Arthur thought with a sigh. And knowing me, you never will.
Arthur had loved his roommate since she moved into his house in London. He loved her more than anyone else, but he’d never considered telling her. And now she had to go. She wa
The Day I Met the Mad HatterThe Day I Met the Mad HatterThe Day I Met the Mad Hatter2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
England x Reader
You had always dreamed of a place, were things are a bit odd. Doors would be so small, a mouse could hardly squeeze through. Eating things would change your height. You could be as tall as a skyscraper, or as small as a thumbnail. In this world, animals talked and caterpillars smoked and smoked, puffing colorful exhaust onto your own face. All of these creatures so very, very odd. You were so confused. Until he came along and taught you the ways of Wonderland.
You sighed in annoyance as you realize you were lost. Again. It seemed that every path you took only led you to being frustrated, confused, and lost. If only you could find one descent creature here to help you out. Then, maybe you could enjoy your dream more. So far, it was everyone you had met that has led you to be in a tangle of emotions. They mocked you and ushered you to leave. No one wanted the outsider human girl.
Being so wrapped up in your
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
Thank you, Netflix! EnglandxReaderTwo.Thirty.Five.a.m.Thank you, Netflix! EnglandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
That is the ungodly time England was woken up by a phone call. From the ringtone, "What makes you beautiful" (dawws), he knew it had to be ________.
"It's 2 in the sodding morning, _________. What the bloody hell do you want?!"
"Arthur, you need to get over here. Now."
The serious in her voice as well as what she said kind of turned him on a little. And it showed in his response.
"W-what? Why?" He asked, a million dirty thoughts going through his head.
"Because they have 'Once Upon a Time' on Netflix!"
England hung up the phone and practically flew to ________'s house. Sure getting laid would've been better, but Once Upon a Time? That was still pretty fucking great. And watching it with her would make it 100x better.
"Wow, that was fast." ________ teased.
"Well, I got the popcorn and the Tv's already on the show. Shall we?"
He smirked, locking arms with her and walking to the couch. While he did this in a playful manne
Coming Home || Police!EnglandxReaderComing Home || Police!EnglandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You didn't know what happened. One moment you were driving down the highway and the next, you were in the ditch, pain ripping through your body as you sat cramped in a sorry excuse for a vehicle. Moving was not an option, it hurt too much, but your head could shift slightly. It was just enough to take in your surroundings. The dash was crumpled and pinned your legs, the airbag was stained red from where your head used to lay and you could feel an itch at your forehead. Above you, the roof was dented quite thoroughly. Absently you thanked your mother's genes for making you short.
It didn't register though what had really happened. Your mind was working slowly. At a snail's pace, it tried to catch up to what was going on. You heard someone shouting to someone else, the voice getting closer. The driver's door opened and someone touched your neck carefully, taking your pulse. There was a sigh of relief before the hand took yours. Carefully you let your h
Simple Wishes: EnglandXReader"For the last time, love, I don't need your bloody help!" Arthur Kirkland's bright green eyes met yours, narrowing, sending you a warning about the dangerous territory you were crossing.Simple Wishes: EnglandXReader2 years ago in Humor More Like This
You looked right back into his eyes with a cold glare of your own, hands on your hips. "Arthur, your cooking has hozpitalized ten men, nine women, and almost put poor Alfred into a coma!" The harsh truth in your haughty retort caused the Brit to flinch, but didn't seem to crack his iron resolve.
You groaned; while you loved most things about your boyfriend, his ability to be such a stubborn ass wasn't on the list. You wished he would just give up and let you teach him how to cook, though he still seemed to think his posinous cooking was edible.
You stepped closer to him, a sigh escaping your lips; you didn't want to pull this card, but he left you with no other choice. "Let me teach you how to cook or, so help me, I'll shave off your eyebrows!"
The Brit squeaked in horror, his hands flying to his abnor
EnglandxReader- SwingsetEnglandxReader- SwingsetEnglandxReader- Swingset2 years ago in Romance More Like This
I just came up with this, I know it's not very good, it's my first reader insert so please give me some critique!
It was a cool Autumn evening, and you were hanging out at the park. Alone of course. All your friends thought playgrounds were too baby-ish ad a waste of time. But you didn't care. You sort of like to be alone, and you didn't think it mattered what other people thought.
You walk over to the swingset. Brushing some water and leaves off the seat, you sit down and start to swing. You love the sensation of swinging, just the feelig of your [h/c] hair flying wildly through the wind. It feels like you're flying. You close your [e/c] eyes and swing as high as you can go.
I was walking home from my brother Alfred's house after he asked me to come over and help with his homework. I'm an exchange student from Britain, but my brother's from America, and he's pure American.
"Bloody Hell." I thought. It was bloody fractions, you'd thi
Overcoming Fear- EnglandxReaderAmerica sprinted back into the room where he heard a blood curdling scream. It sounded like his friend, _________, who was visiting him today. Sure enough, when he walked into the room, he found __________ curled up in a ball, eyes clenched shut and hands on her ears.Overcoming Fear- EnglandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"__________? What's wrong? "
_________ kept her ears covered, so she couldn't hear him. He reached down and pulled her hands away. When she did, her attention turned to the TV and she screamed, closing her eyes and shaking like a wet dog attempting to dry itself off.
"T-that thing!" She cried, pointing to the TV
America's attention turned to the TV and he looked confused.
"Zorak? I mean sure, he's kind of a douche, but…"
"N-no… the other one…"
"…You mean, Brak?"
_________ shuddered at even the sound of his name before nodding her head. "Y-yeah…"
America burst out into a huge fit of laughter. "A-ha-ha! Dude, are you serious right now? Haven't you seen space ghost?! He's totally harmless!"
"I know that, stupid! But I
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,
HetaliaxReader- Airport- England"_____!" yelled a familiar, British voice, "_____, over here!"HetaliaxReader- Airport- England2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You turned to find Arthur running up to you, a brown paper bag in hand.
"Arthur!" you grinned, holding your arms out for a hug. He squeezed you tight, letting you bury your face in his shoulder and snuggle close to him, "I missed you…" you whispered as you tilt your head up to look into his brilliant green eyes.
He chuckled, kissing the top of your head, "I missed you too, duckling. I brought some scones with me, though, a little welcome home gift. I worked all day making them so I hope you like them." Arthur presented the brown paper bag to you, smiling expectantly.
"O-Oh… Yeah. Thanks, Arty. That's real nice of you." You took the sack from him and take out one of the scones, taking a delicate nibble of it and scrunching up your nose at the taste. "These are great, honey." You told Arthur, "Your best ones yet!"
"I'm so glad you think so, Love! I made us a whole meal for dinner to go with them, too!" He beamed at you, as ha
APH Fanfic: EnglandxReader- Cat (The Sequel)"Arthur, have you seen my other shoe?" you asked, holding the left shoe of your favorite pair of flats up for him to see. You were trying to get ready for work, but you just couldn't seem to find the other shoe and you were feeling rather frazzled.APH Fanfic: EnglandxReader- Cat (The Sequel)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Arthur, who was seated at your little table, skeptically raised one of his impressive eyebrows over the top of the newspaper. "What on earth makes you think I would know where it is?"
You sighed impatiently. "Turning into a cat doesn't make you invisible, you know," you told him.
Arthur frowned, his eyebrows drawing together in irritation. "What're you talking about, -name-?"
Starting to feel irritated yourself you put a hand on your hip and raised an eyebrow of your own. "Two words: cat hair."
Arthur suddenly blushed a brilliant shade of pink. "I believe it's under your bed," he replied, before very purposefully hiding behind the paper.
"Thanks!" you said and, wit
I'm All Yours... Rock Star! England x Shy! ReaderI’mI'm All Yours... Rock Star! England x Shy! Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
All Yours… Rock Star! England x Shy! Reader
You sat patiently tapping
your foot in rhythm with the bass of your favorite band of all time.
Not only was it your favorite, but you were also best friends with
the lead singer, Arthur Kirkland. You smiled at the memory of meeting
*This flashback is brought
to you by England’s magical creatures*
You had decided to get out
for some fresh air to (favorite public place). You hummed a quiet
tune as you sat down, enjoying the peace. You could swear you heard
guitar playing in the distance, but decided to ignore it in favor of
resting your eyes. Before you knew it you were out.
You were woken up by the
sound of a guitar, but it was much closer to you now. You looked
around in surprise, finally locating the source of the noise.
What you saw made your jaw
A blond man was sitting a
respectful distance from you while playing the most beautifully
painted acoustic guitar you’d ever seen. He had his eyes closed
Too Late (ArthurXReader) "I love you." he had whispered into your ear, and you quickly glanced at him, shocked at his words and his choice of place to say this words. He smiled at you guiltily and he softly shrugged his shoulders. You slowly began to fill tears forming, and tried to blink them away. "I suppose I should have said it sooner. Maybe we wouldn't be in this specific situation if I had......or maybe it wouldn't have changed anything." he muttered, and he softly ran his hand through your hair and you close your eyes, tears finally breaking free. "I have another thing to confess, shocking I know, but it's true. I loved you back when we were children, from the first summer you moved in. Remember when you moved in?" he asked and you smiled at the memory.Too Late (ArthurXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
*FLASHBACK BROUGHT BY THE AWESOME PRUSSIANESS!*
A five year old you were happily walking with your mother to meet your new next door neighbor. You had your (h/c) (h/
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
Rainy Days EnglandXReaderPitter, patter. Splish splash. You looked up from your book, glancing over at the Brit huddled in the corner with a stack of spell books. "Hey, Arthur?" You questioned. "Wanna take a break and, I don't know, do something?"Rainy Days EnglandXReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I'll have you know, I have a lot of reading I need to get done." He replied, his green eyes not leaving the faded pages and hand inked words. "So please shut up." And, with that said, he continued to pour over the spell books.
Groaning, you shut your book and looked out the window. What a shitty time for it to start raining. The only reason you'd come to his house in the first place was simply because you needed somemore tea bags, and he was the only one who had them. You had no idea it was going to start pouring.
So now you were stuck in this house with Arthur complete-and-utter-jackass Kirkland. Not to mention, he was still pretty pissy that you broke his favorite teacup during your last visit. Perhaps that was why he chose today to catch up on hi