While You walk~EnglandxReader drabble..You had noticed it lately. You didn't know why, but the boy who lived a few houses down
from you..just never walked with you. His name was Arthur Kirkland, and lived only two
houses after yours. You two always left school at the same time, but for some reason never
decided to walk together. You never bothered to wait, and he never bothered to catch up. It
somtimes got annoying. No way. It was REALLY annoyoing. You decided to confront him about it.
As you turned to face your house, you waited for Arthur to walk by, before pulling him
over to the side.
"Arthur!" he cried, with lots of emotion built up inside.
He looked a little worried.
"What?!" he cried in a somewhat angry yet scared tone.
"Why do you never walk with me?"
A blush formed the british mans face, as she shrugged his shoulders and crossed his arms.
"I don't know."
"Comon! We used to walk together ALL the time! Since last month..you never talk to me
or walk with me anymore! How come?!"
Arthur blushed again.
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
England and His Faery Friends: EnglandXReaderYou sighed and stared up at the stars. Arthur was lying right next to you. The two of you had tried camping out, but his tent had a huge hole in it from the last time America had borrowed it. So the two of you had to make do without a tent after all. You shivered. You curled up on yourself. To have such a wonderful day and to have it end on a sour note was terrible. He was adamant to stay the night in his backyard, even though he had a nice warm bed waiting for you inside. You blamed America for showing up on the middle of your could you call it a date? He did ask you out but was it something to be considered a date? Whatever. America had shown up with England's tent, mocking him for being unmanly and unable to 'rough' it in the wilderness.England and His Faery Friends: EnglandXReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Even though it is rather warm during the day, it gets rather chilly at night," Arthur informed you.
"Yeah You're right "
You had thick woolen blankets over you that England had made himself using a special brand of knitting or some
Dirty Things~EnglandxReader"Hehee.."Dirty Things~EnglandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Stop...all of you!"
"What if (your name) doesn't..."
"THAT'S ENOUGH YOU WANKERS!"
England, was preparing something special for you, on account it had been a full year since you two became friends. He invited you over for tea, and you were going to be over in almost an hour. Now, before this, some of his magical friends came by and decided to visit him. So far, things weren't working out.
Arthur began to pout before setting a tea bag into the pot he was using. He set up two cups on a nice try with little scones and biscuits. He smiled thinking of you enjoying them. He rememberd the day he first met you. The day you asked him for some paper at the world meeting. You got into a conversation after he asked; "Why? Nothing's important about meetings anyway." and became good friends after that. You were able to get along with Sealand better then he could, even America noticed how much you two spent together. Most countires wou
England x Reader - Loveless Chapter 2England x Reader - Loveless Chapter 22 years ago in Settings More Like This
You got home and threw yourself on the bed. Why did this always happen to you. Why was it that guys never came to you wanting a REAL relationship? Oh well who gives. You put your headphones in and slowly fell asleep…
Walking by the water, hand in hand. Nothing but you, him and the slowly setting sun. You were happy, happier than you have been in years. It was good.
You woke up and looked at your clock. 4:53am. There was no way you were going to go back to sleep after that dream. The sun was about to rise, deciding that rather than sit in your white walled room, you'd go for a run. You changed out of your pyjamas and onto your running gear. Putting your favourite playlist on, you headed out the door into the slowly brightening streets of (home town).
You ran down to the river, lost in your thoughts when you stopped. There he was, still standing in the same spot you had left him. He hadn't moved, not even a centimetre. 11 hours and he was still there. You walked up to him, sweat
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
Anglophilia- EnglandxReader Anglophile or Anglophil (ˈæŋɡləʊfɪl, -ˌfaɪl)Anglophilia- EnglandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
1. a person having admiration for England or the English
You weren't sure why you acted like this.
Maybe it was those accents.
Maybe it was the culture.
Maybe it was…
Okay, let's cut the crap shall we? You know exactly why you were like this.
The reason was standing in front of you, right now, unaware of your presence right now because his back to you.
He had fuzzy eyebrows, loved god awful food and tea, had gawjus green eyes, and an accent that made you swoon.
He was the personification of England, and he was the reason for your Anglophilia.
You'd had these feelings for Arthur Kirkland for such a long time, ever since you were kids. Unfortunately, he didn't seem to exactly… reciprocate your feelings. You made the mistake of telling him this too soon and he rejected you.
But did that dampen your spirits? No! You were determined to get the Brit to love you back, and once your mind was set
England x Reader - Arcades (Request)"…Why did you guys drag me here again?" you asked your friends, tapping your foot impatiently against the floor.England x Reader - Arcades (Request)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Because we needed someone to keep track of the scores so the loser has to treat us to dinner later." replied (Friend 1), still pressing buttons on her controller, not even looking away from the screen for one second.
"Even so, why me? You know I hate arcades." you continued complaining, very unsatisfied with their answer.
"Cuz' everyone one else was busy." said (Friend 2), somehow able to play with one hand and eat chips with the other at the same time.
"There's nothing for me to do here though…"
"Here (Name), you can play too. There's room for one more player." (Friend 3) called out.
"…Nevermind, I'll just watch." you replied, while your friends kept on screaming "Die alien, die!"
"Oh yeah dude! I win again!" you heard from behind you.
'Ugh, and this is why I hate arcades, everything's too loud!' you thought exasperatedly, but decided to see who was yelling anyway, not eve
Parent!EnglandXParent!Reader: Unexpected Changes 1Parent!EnglandXParent!Reader: Unexpected Changes 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
You began daydreaming. The world meeting was boring. It always was.
You weren't a country, but soon you were going to be. You worked hard, as boring as the work was and tried to stay away from as many people as possible, especially Frances Bonnefoy. The only person you spoke to was Arthur Kirkland, who represented England. You two didn't talk much, but you were more friendly with him than you were with anyone else.
"(name)! (name)! Down to earth, (name)!"
You blinked. You came down to earth and began to look at Arthur.
"The meetings over, (name)." He said.
You rose and left.
You turned around and saw Frances.
"What do you want, France?"
"Simply to speak with you, Mademoiselle. You know how much I like you."
You raised your eyebrows.
"I was thinking about asking you to go out with me for dinner."
You looked at him for a moment.
"Well," you said, "I appreciate the offer, but I'm rather busy this weekend."
"She says she doesn't want to, you bloody git."
EnglandXReader- Surprise PicnicEngland x reader- Surprise PicnicEnglandXReader- Surprise Picnic2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The clouds slowly meandered across the bright blue sky. Spring was just beginning to blanket the land with new life and fresh blossoms. You sat in the park under a budding apple tree on an old wooden bench. Couples flocked among the fresh grass and warming air. A particular elderly pair were walking up the hill in your direction. You smiled. They looked so cute together.
'Where is he?' You thought. 'He should be here by now...' Your eyes began to grow heavy and you considered heading back home.
"_____, I'm sorry I'm late," A voice startled you and you looked about. Arthur Kirkland had just walked up to you and was about to take a seat on the bench beside you. He held a basket in the crook of his arm which he transferred to his lap once he sat down. You wore a delighted smile as he leaned back comfortably, allowing his head to tilt back and his eyes to close.
"So this is the surprise, huh?" You nodded toward the basket. "A picnic?" One of his emerald ey
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- 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
Why don't You Love Me?-EnglandxReaderI find you enriching, a person beyond me yet at the same time so far behind. You have a tang to you that I'm not to sure I like, and so I keep tasting and tasting hoping to figure it out. I've yet to and you think I'd grow bored with you but you have a way of entrancing people. Maybe it's those eyes or perhaps that delicate smile, I've yet to figure it out.. I hope to one day though. Which isn't good, I'm not suppose to care this much you know? It just isn't the way things are meant to be. Yet you have wound your way into my system and become much like the coffee I hate, addictive. It's why I refuse to drink that dark slosh, it's rather amusing though how easily I fell into your trap and allowed myself a taste of you. I must be weaker than I thought, that certainly isn't good.Why don't You Love Me?-EnglandxReader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
But what can I do I have already fallen hard, much like a shot down bird. You should be careful where you aim your rifle it's deadly I tell you. Try and be consideret will you? You haven't the slightest clue on
Missed You Madly- England/ReaderArthur let a small sigh expell from between his bitten lips, sinking further into the yeilding confines of the sofa. Between ink-stained fingers he cradled an ancient book, one from a time he couldn't recall (though he doubted he'd actually want to, in retrospect). He let his pale hands ghost over the yellowed pages and faded words, drinking them in with his darkened eyes and savouring the warm evening light flooding through the window. It was fragrant and sultry, the windows thrown wide open and allowing the perfumed aroma of roses to filter through into the cozy sitting-room. The entire expanse seemed to glow gold and shades of amber, radient light spilling across the scratched leather sofa and surfaces like molten gold. The sky was littered with a few wisps of clouds, the rest like a water-colour painting in it's entirety as yellow faded to dusky pink and then to saffron orange. One graceful, languid hand swept away a shaggy fringe, Arthur's eyes flitting shut for a moment in thoughMissed You Madly- England/Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
EnglandxReader-Eyebrows (Major Crack, guys)"Arthur!~" you cooed from your spot next to the Brit on the couch.EnglandxReader-Eyebrows (Major Crack, guys)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What?" he didn't take his eyes off of the book in his hand.
"Can I touch your eyebrows?~" you said playfully.
"Because I said so."
"Fine..." you watched his eyebrows for a couple more minutes before you quickly brought a hand up and touched the 'caterpillars'.
"Ah! _____!! I said no!" he swatted your hand away, but it was too late. His eyebrows had grown! They were way past his forehead.
"Woah! Cool!" you said in awe.
"_______!!!!" he shouted then put his book down.
"Oh, look at the time! I have to be leaving!" with that, you ran outside and home.
Weak spots- EnglandxReaderToday was turning out to very boring for Arthur. Even with his usually entertaining girlfriend ___________ over, this day was turning out to be boring.Weak spots- EnglandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Of course, perhaps if said girlfriend was paying more attention to him rather than… whatever the hell she was looking at on her laptop, that might help things a little bit.
"Remind me why I invited you over again?" He asked, annoyed.
"You tell me." Was your oh-so-concerned reply.
An anime vein popped on Arthur's head and he growled. "Gee, I don't know. Maybe I just wanted to spend time with my girlfriend. You know, without her laptop?"
You groaned and rolled your eyes, which didn't leave the computer screen. "Look, I promise I'll give you my full attention in just a few minutes, okay? I just wanna finish reading this comic."
"You're ignoring me to read a webcomic?"
"Hey, you've ignored me to read books. In fact, why don't you go read one now?"
Arthur was not having this, not in his own home. You were going to give him your full at
England x Reader - SnogEngland x Reader - Snog3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It sounded a bit funny.
But what did it mean?
These were the thoughts that filled your mind as you continued on your stroll around the park near your house. Earlier, Francis had come up to you and told you to ask Arthur to snog you...
When you had asked what the word 'snog' meant, he merely did that funny 'Ohonhonhon~' laugh of his, his perverted smirk growing a bit wider. He then said, 'Arthur will show you soon, ma cherie!' before walking away, leaving you confused.
You had considered looking it up, but being the lazy person you were you decided not to. Snog couldn't be a bad thing, could it?
...Well, maybe it could, considering how Francis had told you to ask Arthur to snog you. And, well... Francis is a big fat pervert. Snog could very well mean sex if it came from Francis. And you didn't plan to lose your virginity just yet.
Well actually, losing your virginity to Arthur wouldn't
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
HetaliaxReader-Lost my Book-England!HetaliaxReader-Lost my Book-England has it!HetaliaxReader-Lost my Book-England!3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You could see the handsome brit, making his way towards you, carrying your diary in his hand. He looked a little delighted to see you. You walked towards him, and finally seeing your book made you sigh in relief.
"Here, love." he passed you the book and shoved his hands in his pockets. You loved it when he called you love.
"Thank you Arthur!" finally your notebook was safe. You tucked it safely in your purse. "I wouldn't want Francis to read it."
Arthur nodded in agreement. You took another glimpse of him. He was so lovely in every way. From his blond hair to his gentlemenly clothing style, to his love for mythical creatues, and use of black magic.
"Soo..Arthur." you broke the silence. "What are you doing right now?"
"Going home, love." he seemingly choked. "Want to come with me?"
"I'd be delighted."
He held his hand for you, instead of linked arms with him, and mad
Just Trying to get attention!~CanadaxReader"(Your name)! You put the vanilla in the wrong bowl!" you classmate, and group member shouted at you. Startled, you down to see the bowl with flour and sugar inside, then turned to the see the bowl with egg in her hands.Just Trying to get attention!~CanadaxReader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"You were supposed to put it in THIS bowl."
Looking from one bowl to the other, you finally accepted it. You looked like a total idiot. This wasn't even the first time. There was a few weeks ago making cookies you forgot the add the sugar. And the time making muffins and you put some ingredients into the wrong bowl.
Was there anything you could do right?
Sighing sadly, you replied back.
"I'll scoop it out and redo it."
Taking the little vanilla from the first bowl, you threw it in the garbage before starting over again. Once that was put right, you sighed and sat in your seat. The group didn't really want you around, after your many blunders, so you usually sat there and watched them make the food. Your job was usually to clean up afterwards. But hey! At least yo
Trying not to hate you- EnglandxReader"Do you, _______take this man, Arthur Kirkland as your husband, to love him and to honor him, to nurture, serve and support him, in times of joy and in times of difficulty? Do you promise to remain by his side regardless of what trouble befalls you, and in the presence of temptation to forsake this love, do you promise to remain steadfast and true? Do you promise with all your heart and soul to honor this vow till death do you part?"Trying not to hate you- EnglandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
_______ wanted to say "I don't". This was wrong, so wrong! She didn't want this! She didn't love this man, she didn't even like him! She was in love with another man, for Christ's sake! She looked back at said person, Alfred, smiling happily in the crowd. Oh, if he only he knew
No, him knowing wouldn't do any good. It would cause trouble. She had been forcefully engaged by her parents, and now she was getting married, and that was that. So ______ had no choice but to let her feelings remain secret
This didn't mean she accepted Arthur t
Hetalia Pregnant!ReaderXEnglandHetalia: Pregnant!ReaderXEngland- A Wonderful EveningHetalia Pregnant!ReaderXEngland3 years ago in Settings More Like This
((A/N- I did this Fanfic generator and I got a certain topic. Because I'm such a lazy ass, some things in the requirement I got will probably not show up. So yeah enjoy?))
You were ushered out of your nap by your husband Arthur to go somewhere. You were reluctant at first but his excitement was overflowing from him as he kept begging you to go. You sighed tiredly and decided to go with him, since he was never truly excited often. He had told you as he brought you to the car that the drive would be rather long and that you could resume your nap in the car. You would usually complain about sleeping in the car, but due to your shy nature and the overwhelming excitement from Arthur, you only nodded and got into the car. True to his words, the drive was quite long and it lulled you back to sleep.
Now, you were just waking up since the car had come to a stop, along with your unborn child gently kicking you. Y
Trying not to hate you- England reader part 9__________'s birthday eventually came to pass, and after several… "attempts", she and Arthur finally conceived a child! They were overjoyed to finally be on this magical journey together…Trying not to hate you- England reader part 92 years ago in Romance More Like This
Right. Let's go on this trip with them, shall we?
Like any first time parents, these two searched far and wide for any information about pregnancy that they could. Here's what they found vs. what they experienced.
The first trimester of pregnancy is marked by an invisible — yet amazing — transformation. And it happens quickly. Hormones trigger your body to begin nourishing the baby even before tests and a physical exam can confirm the pregnancy. Knowing what physical and emotional changes to expect during the first trimester can help you face the months ahead with confidence.
Sounds like a heartwarming experience right? Wrong.
Arthur shuddered at the sound of _________ purging her breakfast for about the 3rd time today. How could she have anything left? He wasn't sure, but it
England x Reader (You Can't!)England was acting rather strange, and by 'strange', I mean even weirder than him talking to his supposed magical friends. It was as though he was suddenly trying to avoid you, which was unusual since you had been dating for six years. Whenever you tried to talk to him, he would ramble on about some excuse to leave or simply just head off at a different direction. Sometimes you could even feel his presence lurking shyly behind walls, as if he wanted but could not for whatever reason talk to you. This behaviour annoyed you; where was his gentlemanly side?England x Reader (You Can't!)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
So one day as you were sulking around on the couch, you received a call from your British boyfriend.
"Hello, love," you heard his voice on the other side, making you realize how much you missed talking to him. However, it wasn't enough to soothe the anger that was boiling up within you.
"What do you want?" you asked bluntly, absentmindedly twirling a few strands of your (insert colour) hair.
"No need to be so rude, young lady. I
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