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
Hate Me [ England x Child!Reader ] 02England x Child!ReaderHate Me [ England x Child!Reader ] 022 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
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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"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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"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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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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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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"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
Pirate!EnglandxChild!Reader Part 3"Uncle Alfie!" You whined, trying to get a certain American's attention. Of course, he'd fallen asleep on your father's bed with you when it was your nap time, but now you were well rested and wide awake. He on the other hand, didn't look like he was going to wake up any time soon.Pirate!EnglandxChild!Reader Part 32 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Uncle Alfie! Wake up, I wanna play!" You said a bit louder this time. The only thing you got in response was a snore.
'Fine!' You pouted and crossed your arms. 'I'll play by myself!'
That was the plan, but... You'd already played with all of your toys dozens of times already, and it isn't much fun playing alone. That's when something caught your eye; a key carelessly tossed aside onto the side-table. You automatically assumed it was to the door. Your father would always kept you locked up in his room, claiming that "a pirate ship is no place for someone as young as you" or "when you're older, you may explore the deck a bit." Of course you were only getting older each second, so that must be ol
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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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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
Pirate!EnglandxBaby!Reader Part 1"C'mon, Artie!"Pirate!EnglandxBaby!Reader Part 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I said, 'no'! And don't call me 'Artie'! It's 'Captain Kirkland' to you!"
"But you're my bro! I always called you 'Artie'!"
"Yes, when you were little, it was cute. Now it's irritating and disrespectful."
Two brothers were arguing on the deck of a pirate ship; one the captain, the other the cabin boy. Currently docked in port, the younger of the two was begging his elder brother for money and permission to wonder around the town. Of course that was out of the question though.
"Look, Captain," Alfred emphasized the word, trying to suck up to Arthur, "We need supplies anyways, right? How about I be the one to get them? Besides, what's the point in getting the men all excited to get to port, and then not do anything? C'mon have some fun!"
The Brit sighed. As much as he hated to admit it, his brother had a point. Still, he couldn't just leave the ship unguarded so some men would have to stay behind anyways.
"Alright, fine..." Arthur grumbled, making Alfred fist-pump
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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
A Promise (EnglandxKid!Reader)The year was 1783. England had just returned from Paris, tired and heartbroken. He had just signed a treaty saying that he recognized America as an independent nation. He had raised America like a son for years, but now, America wanted to be apart from him. He knew something was like this was coming, but he never expected it to happen so soon. It would've helped if America was cordial about the independence, but alas, he broke the poor country's heart to get his freedom.A Promise (EnglandxKid!Reader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
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
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You glanced around the large conference room to examine the countries surrounding you. Some were rather intimidating, while others seemed kind and relaxed. Only a few eyes wandered towards your direction when the door creaked open, but either didn't notice you in your papa's arms or simply didn't care, and went back to whatever they were doing. Romano took his spot next to Spain and Veneziano took his place next to Romano near the head of the table.
"Hola, chica!" Spain cooed as he ruffled your hair.
"Ciao, Uncle Spain..." You murmured, still rather nervous.
"Aw, don't be afraid, ______! They won't hurt you! Well, most of them..." He muttered the last part. It escaped your hearing, but not Romano's, who then smack Spain upside the head.
"Ow! Be nice in front of the chica, Romano!" Spain teased.
"Kesese~ Who's the little frau?" A thickly accented German voice said from behind. Four heads snapped around to face a cocky, red-eyed Prussian.
"Oh, great, one of the freaking potato-eaters..."
Nordics x depressed!child!reader ch. 3 ((Sorry it took me so long to get this up. I had SO much school work. Anyways. This is the last Chapter you can vote on the characters. Enjoy~))Nordics x depressed!child!reader ch. 32 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
That night you laid in bed, turning slightly when your stomach rumbled with hunger. You buried your head into your pillow and sighed, "It was all my fault... They died because of me... I-I'm so stupid..." A soft whimper lift your lips and you started to cry.
Matthias was walking down the hall when he heard a muffled crying sound coming from (y/n)'s room. He opened the door quietly and saw (y/n)'s form curled up on the bed, her back shakily rising with every sob. He frowned slightly then left the room, heading towards Lucas's room.
He opened the door and walked over to his sleeping Norwegian friend. Gently, he shook Lucas, "Hey. Wake up..."
Lucas turned, grabbing Matthias's tie and pulling it down to choke him slightly. "What do you want...?" He g
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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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You sat at the table waiting for your daddy to get done cooking. As He was cooking the fish, memories of America ran through his head again, from when he first accepted England to what happened three days ago. He spaced out so much he forgot what he was doing and smoke started feeling the room, and you start to cough. "Cough, cough, daddy cough!" he hears your coughing and snaps out of his daze "huh!? Oh bloody hell!" he turns off the stove and opens the window to let the smoke out then runs to you "I'm so sorry love!" he picks you up and takes you to the living room as you try to stop coughing.
Your daddy had the worst feeling in the world right now, the last thing he wanted to do was make you sick. He holds you in his arms your head leaning against his soft chest as you cough. After a few minutes you're coughing it calms down and your daddy holds you even closer. "I'm so sorry next time daddy won't space out like that" he looks down to you with a sad face, and you look up to
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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
Pirate!EnglandxBaby!Reader Part 2"Dude, you got someone knocked up!? That's crazy!" Alfred laughed obnoxiously.Pirate!EnglandxBaby!Reader Part 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"That's, like... Totally crazy." Kaoru said, in his usual flat tone, yet with curiosity in his eyes.
"What!? No it's not like that!" Arthur put his hands in front of him defensively. "I found her in an ally way!"
"What were you doing in an ally?" At this point, they were just trying to put Arthur on the spot.
"Kaoru! Alfred! Go back to work, aru!" Yao demanded, saving Arthur from more confusion.
"Aw..." Alfred and Kaoru whined.
"Thank you, Yao... Those two were getting in my nerves."
"It was no problem, aru. Where is ____ anyways?"
"She's sleeping in my room."
As if on cue, tiny cries could be heard coming from the captain's quarters, signaling that ____ had woken up.
"Well, she was..." Arthur chuckled to himself.
"Let's go, aru! I want to see her!" Yao squealed.
Walking in the room, they were greeted by nothing other than a whining child, wrapped in blankets. Her eyes shut closed, and her mouth wide
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England x Male!Reader
"Ah, (y_n) it's good to see that your awake. How are you feeling?" Arthur asked, ruffling your hair after you leaned down to his height level. Chuckling you scratched the bridge of your nose, smiling you replied. "Hahah~ I feel fine Arthur, oh and I'm ready for my visit to Kiku for my appointment." nodding his head in reply to your words, Arthur wrapped his hand around yours, giving it a small squeeze, buckling yourself into the passengers side of the car.
Arthur glancing at the review mirror as he pulled out of the driveway. Watching the people out of the window, amusing Arthur to no end. Arthur couldn't help but laugh, always finding your child like glee of seeing people in motion while your sitting still in the car. Turning to look at Arthur you mumbled. "Arthur...I'm still really sorry about this..." looking at you, Arthur's emerald green eyes sparkling with a mixture of worry and confusion as he spoke. "What are you so
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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.”