Hate Me [ England x Child!Reader ] 04Contains:
Arthur x Child!Reader
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Do not show her affection, because it allows her to grow up.
"Arthur, dude why are you down? Did something happen?" Alfred asked only slightly worried about the Englishman's emotional state. Looking up at Alfred, Arthur's peridot colored eyes filled with sorrow, looking away from Alfred, Arthur mumbled.
"I've done it again…"
Alfred's ears picked up on the mumbled words. Taking a bite of the wax papered hamburger, setting the second one atop of Arthur's head, speaking in between bites. "What have you done again? Chase off another girl?" Arthur decided that now would be a good chance to cut into Alfred's train on thought.
"What?! You stupid git n-." cut short by the sound of Alfred's fist hitting his hand the American yelled. "AH-HA-HA-HA! I know what you did again~ you made another person sick with your tasteless food!! Am I right or am I right?!" Alfred finished, sounding sure of himself, smacking the blond boy upsid
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Ah, today Arthur has a guest. It's that Frenchman Francis again; he's one of the few who know about Arthur raising you. He would always entertain you, or he would be fawning over how cute you are, or going on about how it's been so long since he's seen such and unloved micro-nation.
Those words twisted your heart, feeling as if somebody had finally decided to run you through with a knife, and with an extra little bit of courage twisted the knife. Your hand clutched the fabric over your heart, pulling your small cloak over your head in a failed attempt to hide your pain from Francis.
But the Frenchman had already taken notice, smiling he walked towards a small vase. Hearing his retreating footsteps caused you to panic.
'No!' you screamed, 'No! Please! Don't leave me here like Arthur! Please! Someone stay with m-'
"(Y_n), you can stop crying now. I'm still here ." Hearing the Frenchman's w
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A tiny you, in a tiny world, your eyes only able to see the world around you, outside the window you can see children playing, the birds flying around careless and free. Unaware of your suffering, while the cats and dogs play their usual game.
While tiny you are left all alone. In your little fish bowl that you've now called your home, Arthur has also deemed this tiny bowl your home. Arthur .
The mere thought of the Englishman brought tears to your eyes, one day he would love you, and then the next day it was seemed that he despises you. Does he really hate you that much? Does he despise your existence that much? Does he hate how tiny you are?
Is he afraid to love?
Clutching the fabric of your cloak, crushing the material in your hands you felt tears falling out of your eyes, wait why were you crying? You should hate Arthur! You have every right to hate the Englishman, for the way he's treated you, and how he speaks to you.
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Arthur x Child!Reader
The meeting room of all of the countries was soon filled with the sounds of many different voices. Each ranging in pitches from high to low, to voices you would not expect one to be capable of having. Many different greetings were exchanged in the words of ones country, hugs, and more than a few tears were seen and or given that day.
A small smile started to form on my face, placing my hand against the small scar on the side of my temple where the woman had shot me twenty years ago. Leaving me unconscious for a year or two, I'm not sure.
I remember waking up to the sight of that stupid Frog, America, and Canada crying, my eyes immediately searching the room for the familiar face of (y_n) only for the Frog to place his hand on my shoulder.
Shaking his head while America and Canada averted their eyes from my gaze, looking at my family I remember asking where (y_n) was.
“Wh-where is (y
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Arthur x Child!Reader
[ Arthur's P.O.V ]
This is the happiest I've seen (y_n) since she was put under my care. She's grown a good bit, from the love and affection I've given her, she's about the size of America when I found him all of those years ago. Three months, three months have passed since I started showing (y_n) kindness.
It was hard for me to believe that America played a small part in the joy and happiness (y_n) has been able to obtain. But, I had to do all of this carefully under the Queen's radar. For if she were to learn that I'm treating (y_n) with kindness, showing her affection and allowing her to grow up…then I would most defiantly be punished.
But, right now seeing the smile on (y_n)'s face while she ran around my rose garden full of energy. Hiding from the man mythical creatures that originated or live in England in this simple game of tag. The creatures enjoying it as well, mostly the fairies and Flying Mint Bunny.
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Throwing the things he was carrying in his arms at the front door, Arthur walked towards his living room. Lying down on the couch, his eyes drifted over to a small little fish bowl, inside the fish bowl a small face stared back at him, sadness imitating from the small body, the beginning of a new country, which had been left alone for an entire week.
Picking himself up from the couch, Arthur made his way towards the small bowl. He could see that water had pooling up in the small fish bowl. So (y_n) had been crying while he was gone? Once he'd stood right in front of your fish bowl, you threw your small hood over your head.
Hiding your brilliant (e_c) from him, the sharp stabbing pain of guilt stabbed at his heart. Leaning down to your level, Arthur gazed into the fish bowl; clear streaks of tears were falling from your eyes filling the bowl even more. Wanting to show you kindness, wanting to show you affection the English man had to
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The sandy blond laid in the bed looking up at the ceiling with disgust. The person at the door kept hitting that damn little doorbell button and would not leave! It had been going on for at least ten minutes! What kind of person would do this on a Saturday? The day he finally had off from meetings or any other tedious trials in life.
That person out there really laid on the doorbell now. Tossing the plush red and blue covers off himself and onto the floor, he pulled himself out of the bed. Adjusting himself in certain places he cursed the world and the person that disturbed him. They better not bring him the good word or someone above better help them. And screw them he wasn't about to put pants on. His boxers with little hamburgers on them would be good enough! Grabbing his glasses off the nightstand he started to the door.
"What!?" He yanked the door open to his home, surprised that no on
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So there sat one stumped American and his daughter. It seemed that this girl had made herself at home next to him, which in Alfred's mind was a good and bad thing.
"Let me call England," he tenderly nudged the girl away from her comfortable spot.
"England?" She looked just as confused as him. "Like the country?"
"Did your mom not tell you who I am?" He pulled himself off the couch, feeling even more tired than when he had tried to sleep early. Her mother knew who Alfred was, or at least he thought she did. So he was going to have to explain the whole country thing to her? That was just peachy.
The little tike shrugged her shoulders and pulled her book bag onto the couch with her. It seemed that she was more than contented with her new abode. But he couldn't be concerned with that at the moment.
Alfred grabbed his phone off the end table. Quickly he dialed the numbe
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"Aren't you just the cutest little thing?" Arthur cooed at the girl the turned quickly away from his view. "And what is your name?"
"(f/n)," she looked from the safety of her father's shirt. She had seen those eyebrows somewhere before, but she couldn't put her finger on it.
"That's a very pretty name!" Arthur grinned. "And what is your Mom's name?" The fact that Alfred had forgotten that information was weighting down on Arthur's mind. And he hoped that the girl could shed a bit of light on to the mystery. What is the worst answer she could give?
"Mary Kathleen Queensland," she smiled proudly that she could ring off the name on command.
Enter two bewildered faces of the Northern American Nation and a British one. Looking at each confirmed what the other was thinking. If a certain someone found out, in hot water another would be in.
"(f/n)," Alfred muttered lowly at the little girl he sat back on her feet, "please go into the living room so I can talk
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The man turned around looking at the 7 year old boy running towards him. His (h/c) hair pushed all of his face as he ran. His Emerald eyes glowing with happiness. The boy stopped in front of his father with a massive grin.
"What's the matter Theodore?"
The boy looked up at his father grinning even more. The blonde man sighed before returning the smile and giving a questioning look.
"I met this girl daddy, and I really think I love her, she beautiful and really cool for a girl!"
The boy never stopped smiling for one minute. No matter what ever happened you could never get rid of his smile. The man gave a sad smile before turning to the grave behind him. He ran his hand across the grave gently before clearing his throat to speak.
"Well that good Theodore, but just remember to spend as much time with them as you can."
The younger boy could sense the sorrow in his voice, but it wasn't much of a surprise. It had been 6 years today since she died. The women he knew nothing ab
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"Oh… my head…" Arthur grumbled. His head was probably the thing hurting the most, but really his whole body was in pain. Probably because he'd passed out on the floor.
He struggled to get up for a bit, and when he finally did he was rewarded with a spinning room. He tried closing his eyes but this only made it worse, so he simply sat down on the couch and held his head.
"I swear I'm never drinking again…" He said miserably.
"WELL GOOD MORNING, SLEEPYHEAD!!!!" An obnoxious cheery voice yelled, making Arthur feel like someone was putting a jackhammer to his head.
"Ahhh! You git; what's the big idea?!"
________ giggled. "Just getting a little revenge for yesterday."
"Revenge? What are you…" suddenly his face got very red. "Oh God, we didn't… did we?"
"Please, you think I'd let you do anything like that?" She scoffed. Though he did get pretty close…
Despite his condition, ________ prob
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"Stupid bloody frog." England muttered to what appeared to be himself, looking as his reflection.
All that time he spent growing his hair long, trying to improve his looks, trying to impress everyone, but mostly her
And now nobody would know.
"Aww don't be sad, Arthur!" Flying mint bunny chirped, trying to cheer him up.
"Yeah, we still think you look handsome!" One of his many fairy friends tried.
"And I'm sure _____ does too, if she really cares about you!" Another added.
"S-shut up! I wasn't doing this to impress ______!" England stuttered.
"Yeah you were!" Flying mint bunny insisted, the way one half of those "Did not!" "Did too!" battles children have sometimes go.
"I was not!"
"Then who were you trying to impress?"
He couldn't come up with an answer, pretty much confirming what his magical friends already knew. They would've continued had they not noticed the little girl advancing quickly in the distance.
"Arthur!" ______ yelled in excitement, glompi
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While Arthur was drinking tea, little (name) was up to something and that something is not good,(name) was 11 years old and was just like Alfred, carefree.
She had (h/c) hair and bushy eyebrows like usual Kirklands, her (e/c) eyes sparkled. Even though she doesn't look that much like Arthur, Allistor, Ian or Dylan, she's still their sister and they loved her very much.
Arthur heard a loud crash coming from the attic and he went running up stairs to see what happened, his eyes widened at the sight he saw (name) had found his angel, punk and pirate stuff and was wearing his Britannia angel clothes, with a pirate hat and punk boots.
''How do I look?'' (name) asked staring at him.
'' '' Arthur was almost chocking on air.
''Brother! Are you okay?'' (name) asked, worried.
''Yes, but why are wearing that?'' he asked.
''There's a costume party at (Best Friends Name)'s House and she invited me. Oh yeah! Can I come?''
''No!'' He exclaimed.
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--Back at the apartment--
Arthur paced back and forth in front of the couch, hands practically ripping his hair out as he silently panicked. He remembered. He completely remembered every stupid little thing he had done while drunk the morning after [Name] had left the apartment. And as if doing... things with Francis' sister wasn't enough, he had checked his voicemail. You know, the voicemail where [Name] said she would be coming back home an hour after Francis' sister had arrived. And judging by the gift left on the floor outside, Arthur knew he had been caught.
This brings us to his current situation- pacing back and forth in the apartment's small living room in hopes to calm down. A familiar whistle reached Arthur's ears, and he hurried into the kitchen to make his tea. He pulled out a bag of Earl Grey and poured in the boiling water, impatiently grabbing the cup and heading back into the living room. He placed the antique cup on a corner-table and grabbed his mobile
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Warning!! A little Dramatic and Emotion! Don't like it then don't read it!
Arthur Kirkland remembers the day you were born, how could he not forget? Your first breath was also the last breath of your mother's. He feared that he'd lose you too when they took you into a separate room. Finally after three long gruesome hours he got to hold you for the first time and give you a name. "_______, ________ Kirkland! I bet your mother would have wanted it too!" He felt pride in the name and in being a father. But he lost your mother in the process and that was something his heart would never rebuild from.
He watched over you like a hawk and when your first word was 'mama', pain struck him like lightning. When you entered preschool you noticed that most of the other kids had two people dropping you off. You turned to your father and ask
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England entered his home, numb and silent. He sat down in a nearby chair and just stared off into space. His maid came to him, asking if he needed anything, but he just weakly waved his hand to dismiss her. Then, he heard the pitter-patter of tiny feet, gradually increasing in sound and frequency as it came closer to him. A little girl, no older than the age of 6, came running to him. "Big brother!" she squealed, as her (h/c) locks bounced behind her. She pounced on England, and he caught her in h
Papa!England x Child!Reader - English Lullabies You were sat next to America on the couch of your father England's home in London. America had come to visit England after the World Meeting that was held earlier today, but instead of catching up with England, America had been playing with you outside on the unusually sunny day. Both of you were tired from running around, and were now watching a Doctor Who marathon on the TV.Papa!England x Child!Reader - English Lullabies3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Haha! That alien dude looks nothing like Tony!"
England sighed from his position on the love seat adjacent to the couch. "Well, America, that's because they aren't Tony. They are the Silence."
You were currently watching the episode 'The Impossible Astronaut', because it took place in America and featured President Nixon. When America found this out, he was ecstatic, demanding that he see the episode immediately. The aliens were just an extra bonus.
You giggled. "They could look like Toni if he was taller!"
America laughed and ruffled your hair. "Now I see it! You're so right, little d
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You and Arthur walked down to his sister’s house, him carrying your carry-on (he insisted it was his duty as a gentleman). For a while, you didn’t talk, you just gripped his hand cheerfully.
“So, how is everyone?” He asked, glancing at you.
“Oh, they’re fine,” You grinned. “We’re scattered across Europe now. I think we’ll take over the world, eventually.”
“Oh, god,” Arthur groaned, leading to you palming his forehead.
“Hey, come on! It’d be a world of rainbows and happiness-“
“With you and Piper ruling the world?!”
You elbowed him this time. “That’s mean!”
He rubbed his ribs, “You know, luv, I’ve gotten sensitive since you last saw me,” He complained.
“Well, clearly that means I’m going to have to be elbowing-slash-bonking you on the head more,” You declared as you reached Rosie’s house.
You halted, hesitatingly, at the
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And I'm starting to regret not spending all of it with you...'
Alfred sighed, the end of his senior year in high school came fast. Much faster than he wanted it to in fact. He looked over at (name), his best friend. He barely spent any of the second semester of school with her, which made him even more depressed than he already was, reason being that he thought they would be going their seperate ways for college and not seeing each other ever again.
When the end of the day came, he went outside, walked to (name) and smiled, then said, "Hey (name)!"
(Name) turned and looked at Alfred with her (e/c) eyes. Her (h/c) hair that was tied back in a low pony tail, draped over her shoulder when she turned. "Oh," She said, then smiled, "Hey Al!"
"Hey..ummm...I..I have to tell you something (n-name).."
"Okay. What is it?" She tilted her head, then looked confused when Alfred suddenly pulled her into a
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You had been living with the five of them for about 6 days now. They had decided that for the first couple of days, you would stay with one of them and get to know them better, on the other hand, they still knew basically nothing about you.
Currently, you were in the yard, playing with Mr. Puffin. He cawed and flew at you, taking a sharp turn right before he hit you, dodging your face by just an inch. This made you stumble backwards and fall onto the plush grass beneath you. Mr. Puffin blinked and landed on your stomach, tilting his head to the side, wondering if you were okay. It was silent outside, other than the rustling leaves in the trees. You looked away from the bird and tried to hold in your tears.
~Inside the house XD~
Emil was walking around the house when he spotted you outside on the grass. He stared at you for a minute, wonderi
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"Big brother!" you shouted trying to find your older brother. "Big brother!" Running down the steps to the basement you found him sitting amongst at lease a hundred books. "BIG BROTHER!"
The ponytailed haired man jumped, "Aiyah! __________, do not yell indoors, aru."
Quietly in a whisper you said, "Big brother…"
He lifted the heavy book from his lap, "Looking at old family pictures, aru."
You walked over to him and made room for yourself on his lap, "I wanna see!"
Giving a smile chuckle he said, "Ok, ok…"
"Is that you?" you nearly shouted. It was a picture of Yao in his military uniform.
You flipped a page, "Who's this?"
Yao peered at the page, "Hong Kong, my…well…he calls me teacher."
"Big brother China, why haven't I met him?"
"Umm…well…how about we look at the next page, aru," he turned the page.
"Big brother Kiku!" you shouted pointing to a picture of Japan in his old samurai outfit hold a sword. Turning the page again you found another pict
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Your jaw dropped. “The Ripper?” You echoed, voice hollow in shock.
He grinned playfully. “What, are you a little more frightened now, poppet?”
You stared at him, meeting his blue eyes unwaveringly, and then you tackle-hugged him. You couldn’t help it! Murderer or not, this was the very source of your obsession for more than half your life.
He staggered back, stunned. It wasn’t easy to faze him, but this really did it. “What the hell?” He demanded, sounding vaguely normal.
You let go, coughing. “Sorry…um…rather…ah, never mind.” You shook your head and folded your arms. “So, how exactly would I be working with you?”
He beamed. “Well, you won’t be helping me rape and kill prostitutes, I can tell you that much, poppet.”
“It’s ______!” You corrected again, and shivered. “Well, thank God for that. Otherwise, I would definitely ask you to kill me.”
CIRL Fem!EnglandxReader Friendship"God, is it really so hard to find a decent coffee shop?" you muttered to yourself, as you walked along the streets of your town. Hunching your shoulders into the autumn wind, you gave up on finding any sort of coffee and started heading back home.CIRL Fem!EnglandxReader Friendship3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
All you wanted was something warm to drink; but apparently that was a little too much to ask for. And of course, you'd run out of your favorite teas at home, and the grocery stores were out of them. Typical.
Sighing at the cruelty that was the world, you unlocked your front door and entered your humble apartment. You went into your room and hurriedly changed into the baggiest sweater you owned. After pulling on some long socks, you went into the kitchen to see if there was any food you could heat up. You grabbed a container of macaroni and cheese and put it in the microwave.
You crossed your arms and leaned against the counter while you waited for your food to heat up. With a tired sigh, you closed your eyes and let yourself drift off for a
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“We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.”
Al awoke early in the morning. He felt something shift next to him. You lay there. Curled up in a small ball, clutching the blanket close to you as you rested peacefully. He sighed and took you in. You (h/l) (h/c) hair was messy and still had a trail of blood lining your hair line. For the first time, he felt something in his chest. He wanted to keep you safe for some reason. He brushed the feeling off as he rose off the bed. He glanced over at the clock with his blood red eyes.
9:00am. He sighed a threw on an old worn looking t-shirt and shredded jeans. Your big (e/c) eye opened slowly. You cutely rubbed them and sighed.
"Morning kid." Al said grabbing his bat from beside his dresser.
"Morning." you yawned. You slid off the large bed and onto the cool hardwood floor. You shuffled over t
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You awoke to a bright light in your face and a pounding headache. You immediately remembered your situation and started to panic. Where were you? You looked around the small rectangular room, its light pink walls, ceiling, and floor striking you as odd. You sat in the middle of the room on a queen sized bed, which once again happened to have light pink sheets and pillows. Other than the bed, the room was bare excluding a strange flower pot in the corner and a single window. The door was very strange looking, holding many random lines and streaks etched into its wooden build. Perhaps someone had tried to escape this room before?
You decided that heading over to the window was a good first step to figuring out where you were. You approached the large window, only to notice that directly outside of it were numerous metal bars to prevent your escape. It had finally struck you that you had been kidnapped, and you had no idea what the psycho wanted with you. Did he want your body? Or perhaps