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.EnglandxReader3 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
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- EnglandxReader3 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
Dirty Things~EnglandxReader"Hehee.."Dirty Things~EnglandxReader3 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 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
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!~CanadaxReader3 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
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 shot3 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,
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)3 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/
Silly Dreams- EnglandxReader"_____! What are you still doing up, Love?"Silly Dreams- EnglandxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You looked up in alarm from your book, "Huh?" You blinked at the man standing above you, holding a cup of tea in his hand. It was your boyfriend, Arthur Kirkland.
"I asked why you're still awake."
"I couldn't sleep…" you stifled a yawn, "So I decided to read a chapter or two of this book."
"And then the whole rest of the series, I see…" Arthur chuckled, gesturing at the pile of novels surrounding you.
"Sue me, it's interesting!" You stuck your tongue out at the Brit.
"I'll leave you to it then…" Arthur rolled his eyes and began to walk away.
"No, wait!" You called after him.
"Yes, dear?" Arthur turned back to you, a sparkle of amusement in his eyes.
"Read to me." You held your book out, giving Arthur a wide eyed, innocent look accompanied with your signature pout you knew he couldn't resist.
"Fine… But just for a bit. I have to go to work in a little bit." Arthur sat down next to you with a groan, setting his teacup on the floor.
You handed h
England x Reader - Loveless Chapter 2England x Reader - Loveless Chapter 23 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
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 Stage3 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
Anglophilia- EnglandxReader Anglophile or Anglophil (ˈæŋɡləʊfɪl, -ˌfaɪl)Anglophilia- EnglandxReader3 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
Parent!EnglandXParent!Reader: Unexpected Changes 1Parent!EnglandXParent!Reader: Unexpected Changes 13 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."
Detecting lies (EnglandXReader)A lie detector. A bloody lie detector. That’s what he bought me here for?! Arthur slammed his hands on the table. “Alfred, enough of this! This is ridiculous!” It was bad enough that the American’d dragged him to one of his infamous parties, but this was just plain stupid.Detecting lies (EnglandXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
“C’mon dude, it’ll be totally fun!” He shouted, pulling Arthur back into the throng of people. “’Kay guys! Now’s the time we’ve all been waiting for! Time to hook Iggy up to the lie detector!” Arthur growled as the crowd cheered.
You frowned, as you were one of the few that actually got along with the Brit. “But he clearly doesn’t want to!” You called, feeling a large number of eyes trained on you. Arthur smiled gently, he liked you most out of all the people here.
You were nice to him for one, but also considerate, kind and funny. In short he adored being around you. Alfred brushed off your comment. “He’s got
EnglandXReader- Surprise PicnicEngland x reader- Surprise PicnicEnglandXReader- Surprise Picnic3 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
The Selection~EnglandxReaderWhy was I here again? Oh..right..it was Alfred's idea. After being together for long, it wasn't until nearly a month ago he got up and said to enter. It wasn't my intentions, but it most likely seemed to be his. Then a few nights ago, he went full out a said it was over, but said he didn't want it to. He went on about how 'He needed to be the hero' and 'hero's need to take care of others, not the other way around.' I didn't believe the whole 'hero' thing, but it still hurt a ton. Like I had just been slapped across the face. Finally, the day arrived. The Selection. The day a special group of eight girls, would compete for the heart of the wealthy prince Arthur. Like I said, it wasn't my intentions. I wanted to stay and marry Alfred..but nuh-uh. I sighed and rubbed my forehead of sweat as the announcer came onto the stage. After a barely night's sleep, I felt exausted. If only I could have stayed in bed and slept. And dreampt of Alfred. Wait. No more Alfred! This was silly, I needed toThe Selection~EnglandxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
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)3 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
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
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/Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
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?-EnglandxReader3 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
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 93 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
EnglandXReader: Lessons In LoveLights flashed. Blue. Purple. Green.EnglandXReader: Lessons In Love3 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
Don't :EnglandxReader:Don'tDon't :EnglandxReader:3 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
Jealous!EnglandxReaderxFlirty!AmericaThis is what went down a few short days ago...Jealous!EnglandxReaderxFlirty!America2 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Come on bro, don't lie!" Alfred Jones boomed at his friend, and once brother, Arthur Kirkland.
"No you bloody git! I am not lying!"
Alfred, being the loud and obnoxious man he was, knew Arthur had a crush on (Name).
(Name), was a pretty girl they met a while ago, who turned out to be the country of (county name)! She was (insert personality here), and no matter how hard Alfred tried to ignore it, he could see Arthur falling for her like a ton of bricks.
It was high time he got down to business, and brought them together. However, Arthur was being a pain in the keester.
"Uggh dude, your no fun! Can't you see I'm trying to bring you two together!" Alfred admitted, tyring to hide his excitement.
He had a plan. A very...serious plan. It would for sure get Arthut to confess to (Name). But it would be hard to fulfil because nobody liked his ideas in the first place.
You see, Arthur really didn't go for girls..
There was Sey
EnglandxReader-Eyebrows (Major Crack, guys)"Arthur!~" you cooed from your spot next to the Brit on the couch.EnglandxReader-Eyebrows (Major Crack, guys)3 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.