ScotlandxReader - Bed SheetIn the midst of a bright winter's morning a young woman stood by her bedroom window, looking at the snowy landscape as if the sight was foreign to her. The wind had a particular bite to it that morning. So chilly was the air that it seeped through her nightdress and diffused into her skin, causing her breathing to deepen from the sudden shock to her body. She shivered a little and ran her hands along her arms in an attempt to warm herself up, but alas it was to no avail. Still though, the morning was particularly spectacular to behold, and she did not wish to go back to bed just yet. The highlands were beautiful this time of year. The sky was so blue and the land was awash in beautiful whites, even a painter would have been hard pressed to improve upon the view.
"Yoo're wakin' lassie?" Came a voice from behind her, slightly heavy with sleep.
"Hmm..." She breathed in acknowledgement, flashing her warm smile towards the man lying in the bed behind her. "It's rather cold..."
A deep, hea
ScotlandxReader~Kilt FactsThe moment the screen went black, you nearly screamed. Curse this bloody storm! Because of it, the paper you'd written about 'Scottish men and their kilts' was now completely gone.ScotlandxReader~Kilt Facts3 years ago in Humor More Like This
'Dammit!' You thought, wishing to tear out your hair. 'I knew I should have saved it!'
Thinking quickly, you called up the only country you knew would have the proper information about such a thing. Scotland.
Luckily, the phone lines weren't dead yet, so as the line on the other end began to ring, you sighed with relief. This paper was due monday, and you'd been so busy having fun with other countries and your friends, you totally forgot. So now it was saturday night, and you were expected to attend a party at America's tomorrow so you didn't want to be stuck at home.
"Ello' who's this?" the scottish voice on the other end boomed.
"Hey Alistair." you smiled hearing his deep voice. "Could I nab some information from you?"
"What kind of infrmation lassie?" he asked, seemingly sounding delighted. That
Scotland x Reader - Nothing*They say I'm better off nowScotland x Reader - Nothing4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Than I ever was with her
As they take me to my local down the street
I'm smiling but I'm dying trying not to drag my feet
They say a few drinks will help me to forget her*
Allister stumbled into the pub, Alfred and Arthur pushing him in, Gilbert, Francis, and Antonio following. They push him on a bar stool, they knew that the quicker they got the Scotsman drunk, the better. They call the bartender, ordering the strongest whiskey and when it arrives Allister downs it like its water.
"Another," he growls. Arthur relaxes a little, thinking that his brother's back to normal. He never expected you to break up with him. The Englishman didn't understand why, but he knew that drink was always the answer to girl problems. When he glances back at Allister he is surprised to see seven more empty shot glasses and more on their way.
"Um, dude, maybe you should slow down," Alfred says, sipping his all American beer. Allister just growls at him.
"Si, amigo, there are many
Scotland x Reader: CrackersScotland x Reader: CrackersScotland x Reader: Crackers3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The girl grabbed a thin cracker, taking a small bite out of it.
Today while she was at the supermarket, (Name) somehow ended up buying some crackers, along with her purchase. She had nothing else to snack on at home, and crackers seemed be healthy, right? Too much junk food wouldn’t be good for her, so (Name) decided to switch things up for a little and decided to go along with crackers.
Oh boy, did she make a bad decision.
The problem was that the crackers were absolutely, unbelievably tasteless and disgusting.
It was true, and (Name) had regrets buying them. She grimaced, making a gagging sound as she finished the other half of the already-bitten biscuit. Horrified, (Name) got up from her seat, looking around the kitchen for at least something to go with the crackers.
Oh how she was determined! (Name) was going to find something to make the crisp wafer taste at least the least of good; if not then, better! There was no way that s
Scotland x Reader- Summer Camp"Allister!" Exclaimed Alfred as he turned to you. His smile slowly faded and silence came over the students. You turned you head to look at the red-headed country with a gulp. Everyone knew that. Allister Kirkland was a delinquent. It was surprising that they still let him come to the camp. You looked around at everyone as they all seemed to give you a look of sympathy.Scotland x Reader- Summer Camp3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Well.. Let's continue." Alfred mumbled before continue to call out the names. You looked back over at Allister. He had a small frown on those thin lips of his and her arms were crossed over his chest. He had an obvious look of uninterest on his face. You didn't actually mind being in a group with him. He was always somewhat kind to you.Besides, you formed a bit of a crush on the fiery Allister.
You decided you were gonna make him like the time he spent you, make him actually well.. Enjoy himself.
"Here you are." Alfred said and handed you a smooth, blue sheet of of paper. He gave you a smile before walking away. Yo
Scotland x Reader - After Hours DrinksYou, Antonio, Gilbert, and Francis stumbled down your street, singing loudly and ignoring the shouts to shut up. You three had just finished with work, then happy hour, and the Bad Touch Trio were kind enough to walk you home.Scotland x Reader - After Hours Drinks4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS, MY FRIENDS AND WE'LL KEEP ON FIGHTING TILL THE END!" You three sang or screamed. Then you turned and pointed at Gilbert and he air guitared the rest. Antonio and Francis suddenly got a devilish look when you reached your front yard. They stood on either side of you and kissed your cheek, dangerously close to your mouth. You were much to soused to notice, but some one did.
"YOU BE GETTIN OF ME LAWN AN ME GIRL!" came a loud Scottish shout. Allitster marched down the lawn and scooped you up, carrying you back to the house. The trio of course followed in the house, as Allister was to busy with you to stop them. He set you on the couch then turned to the grinning trio.
"You know, there are three of us, one of you and one of her," he s
Drunken sweetness (ScotlandXReader)A bang. The front door had been thrown open, banging against its hinges as someone else banged in. “(Y/n)!! I’m hoooome~” Not again.Drunken sweetness (ScotlandXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Allistor grinned lazily, opening his arms for you as he stumbled inside. Why did you even wait up for him anymore? You should’ve known he’d come home drunk like always. With a couple more drunken slurs of what you guessed was your name, he fell to his knees in front of you.
You shook your head at him and sighed, putting down the magazine you’d engrossed yourself in. Stroking his cheek, to which he nuzzled his face in your hands. “I’m back hooome~” He murmured, pressing kisses on your palms.
“W-why’re ya still awake..?” He questioned, resting his chin on your folded up legs. “I was waiting for you stupid.” Why did you still wait up for him like this? Oh yes, it was because you were head over heels for the redheaded Scot and his affection, which tended to be more prominent
ScotlandxReaderAllistor sat in the chair constantly shifting and moving. He couldn’t sit still; he stood up and paced back and forth. He scratched his head which he only did when he was distressed. He sat back down and shook his leg; he buried his face into his hands and tried to calm his breathing down. He leaned back in his chair and groaned.ScotlandxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Will you stop fidgeting, I know you are distressed but please calm down,” his younger brother Arthur coaxed. Allistor was the second born of the family after their brother Oliver, and then it was Allistor, then Ian, then Arthur. They almost never got along and constantly bullied each other over almost anything. Practically tortured each other but they were all in one place for one reason.
“I cannot help it, this is all my fault, you know. I should’ve driven her home myself,” Allistor said feeling like a complete blundering idiot.
“You can’t blame yourself for this brother, you can’t control everything,
ScotlandxReader::Give Me LoveScotland x ReaderScotlandxReader::Give Me Love3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Give Me Love
One month. It has been one month since he saw you. It's been one month since he ran his fingers through your silky (h/c) hair. It's been one month since he's felt your soft, plump lips against his. It's been one month since he felt your perfect body against his. It's been one month since he's said, "I love you."
Give me love like her,
'Cause lately I've been waking up alone,
Paint splattered teardrops on my shirt,
Told you I'd let them go,
And that I'll fight my corner,
Maybe tonight I'll call ya,
After my blood turns into alcohol,
No, I just wanna hold ya.
It's been a month since you broke up with Allistor and it was killing him, literally. As soon as you left him, packed bags and leaving without a trace, he's spent every second at the bar, drinking himself to the point of vomiting and passing out.
He'd drink away the pain and sorrow of his lost lov
ScotlandxReader: Too Good For You Scotland rolled over in his sheets, the sunlight beginning to stream through the translucent navy curtains. Sure they kept the room darker than when they were open but the light of the coming day seemed to shine much brighter.ScotlandxReader: Too Good For You3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Turning his head, red hairs falling over his face and covering his green eyes as he searched for the clock. The hair in his face was slicked back by his own hand, making the numbers. 'Tis ainlie seven,' he thought in frustration, rolling to his back and re-slicking his hair.
His green eyes shut once more, an aggravated breath escaping his lips. Last night, his little brother was dragged home, drunk off his knocked as usual but forcing his girlfriend-another nation by the name of ___________-to go get him and drag him home.
Now, Scotland knew that he could get just as polluted, if not more than England was last night. But he would never for the life of him drag his girlfriend out of bed to fetch him. That is if he had one.
Scotland x Reader - The KirklandsSighing, you walked around the park looking for a certain Brit. He'd ran in this direction a few minutes ago. Luckily it was lunch and your school had an open campus, no one would notice as long as you made it back to class in time. You knew the Arthur was very studious and that he wouldn't wander too far from the school.Scotland x Reader - The Kirklands3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Punching a certain Scottish boyfriend of yours sounded like a really good idea right know. As much as you loved Allistor, he was way to harsh on his younger brother some times. Since you started dating the Scotsman, you tried to intervene on Arthur's behalf, but this time Allister was teasing his brother when you weren't there. Not even knowing what happened, you instantly followed Arthur, he was like a brother to you.
"(Name)?" a sniffing accent broke your angry mental rant. Turning, you spotted Arthur sitting on a bench wiping up his tears. Smiling softly, you sat next to him and pulled out the handkerchief he dropped earlier and handed it to him.
"Hey, buddy," You
Smoke (ScotlandXReader)Deep, deep into the furthest recesses of your sleep, a familiar scent wafted over you. It wasn’t the pleasant cookie-scent your mother used to wake you up with, nor the papery smell of the Sunday newsletter your father used to concentrate on in the mornings. It was a homely, wonderful smell which instantly made you swell with warmth and content.Smoke (ScotlandXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The mixture contained a blend of something sickly sweet, like the sugar candies you used to chew on until your jaw was sore, as well as a hot, musky type of smell. All of that mixed with the smell of used linen sheets and the heady smell of sweat, strangely you could also detect a breath of frosty air. Drowsily, your tired eyes fluttered open – determined to name that particular scent that had lured you from your dreams.
Still sleepy, you focused on the bed sheets you were facing, reaching up mutely to stroke the spot where a freckled chest would have normally been. It took a moment for your brain to comprehend who was missing from
ScotlandxReader Pocket WatchScotlandxReader Pocket Watch3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
These are the human names I'm using for the Kirkland Brothers :3
North Ireland- Sean
"Can I get this mummy?!" Your six year old son held up the package of sweets excitedly.
You held back a tired sigh. "Of course honey."
Colin squealed with delight, tossing the package into your shopping cart. You allowed your self a small smile.
He alternating between sitting in the cart and walking next to you during the shopping trip. After wards, you walked home. One hand holding a grocery bag, the other clasped around your son's small hand.
"Hmm?" You glanced down at him. Colin's bright red hair shone in the afternoon light.
"Why do you look sad?"
You blinked, unconsciously reaching up with a hand and touched your cheek.
"I'm not sad....Just tired."
It was a half truth
ScotlandxReader .:Can't Sleep:.You sighed and looked at the clock. Still twenty more minutes. You were worried about your boyfriend. He had gone off to war with America. It worried you that he did that, all by himself too. You heard the phone ring and hurried to pick it up. "Hello?"ScotlandxReader .:Can't Sleep:.4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was your good friend Lithuania. "Hello, (Name). Scotland just landed in the airport. You may go over to there to pick him up now."
You nodded. "Okay, thanks Liet. Bye." You hung up and ran outside to your car. Soon you were all but speeding to the airport. As soon as you got there you went inside and looked for your red-headed man. There he is! You exclaimed in your head as you saw the top of his head. You weaved through the people to get to him. You stopped when you saw him. He was covered in bandages. You sighed and shook your head. You knew this would happen, (Name), deal with it. At least he came home. You walked toward him and got in front of him.
Scotland hadn't been paying attention until he saw
Scotland X Reader- Friends Don'tDisclaimer: I own neither Hetalia nor you One day that'll change One dayScotland X Reader- Friends Don't4 years ago in Romance More Like This
When someone phones your house at two in the morning, that someone won't be telling you something you like.
You knew this to be a fact Which was why you contemplated letting the call go to the answering machine. You had been in the middle of a nice, restful slumber when that damn shrill ringing woke you. Even if you did pick up the call, you would sound far too grouchy to make any civil conversation.
Don't answer you repeated in your head, like a mantra. Don't answer. Don't answer. Don't answer.
But, when your imagination led you to think up horrible scenarios that would warrant a pre-sunrise phone call, you found yourself answering the phone.
"Hello?" you said groggily.
"____?" a gruff voice you knew all too well responded from the other end of the line.
"Yeah, Boss?" you replied slowly to your employer.
"I've got a riddle for ye. I got a bloomin' idiot in my pu
Your Turn- ScotlandxReader.:Scotland:.Your Turn- ScotlandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Allistor, come on,” you groaned when Allistor would continually ignore you as he lay on the bed with his eyes closed and facing you, so you poked his cheek again in sleepy irritation. He grunted in irritation, so you decided to poke him again, “Get up and off your sexy ass already and go check up on our baby...”
Allistor snorted briefly in his pretend sleep before smirking, deciding to just encase you in his strong arms and buff chest to keep you from moving. He moved your hair away carefully before kissing your neck and ignoring your 'nagging'. You frowned at your husband and the sounds of your darling child calling for you and Allistor, sleepy parents, from the nursery room.
Sleepily, you said to Allistor again, “Please Allistor, it's your turn to check on the baby...”
Allistor lifted one of his eyelids to allow his narrow emerald green eyes to stare almost impassively at you, a smirk playing up on his face once more, “La
ScotlandXReader - Rockstar (Read Descript)ScotlandXReader - Rockstar (Read Descript)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
He had it all. Everything he wanted, he had gotten. He stood there in his penthouse suite, looking out the wall of windows. The radio was playing softly in the background. He stared at his reflection. Emerald green eyes and fiery red hair with a lean body. He had a cigarette between his figures and a bottle of beer in his hands. He sighed. The darkness of the city outside the windows consumed him, inside and out.
The radio behind him was playing his newest hit song. As he stood there staring out the window, a pair of arms wrapped around his body. A chin places itself on his shoulder and blonde hair spilled over his shoulder. From the reflection, he saw it was his latest girlfriend. He couldn’t remember his name.
"Iain, come on. Let's go to bed." She said.
"Aye. Be righ' there, lass." He replied.
He was turning to go to bed when the radio changed songs. It was another one of his. His first song to be exact. Rockstar.
I'm through with standing in line
To clubs we'll never get i
Scotland x Reader - You and I*It's been a long time since I came aroundScotland x Reader - You and I3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Been a long time but I'm back in town
This time I'm not leaving without you*
You drove into your hometown that night with a feeling of unease. You hadn't been here for two years and was now coming back from Italy. You left abruptly to see the world, but that was just the excuse you gave everyone.
The real reason you left was because your then boyfriend, a Scotsman names Allister decided to abruptly end your relationship. It broke your heart. You two had known each other since you both were little and his family moved here. They opened up a local bar and settled in and soon Allister and you became best friends, then you two fell in love.
But then that one afternoon, you checked your voice mail messages and heard the words you always feared.
~Hey, it's me, Allister. Look dis isn't workin, so we be done, over. Don't bother try'n to come see or talk to me, I won't answer, just leave me alone.~
After that you told your parents you
Scotland x ReaderRequested by DarknessOnMyEyesScotland x Reader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Warning for some language.
Ding-dong! ……………. Ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong!
Tapping your foot impatiently, you were about to punch the doorbell a few more times when the door was finally wrenched open. “Bloody hell, _____! Calm down, you only had to ring once-” “Sorry ‘bout that, Arthur, but I’m in a rush,” you pushed past him, shoving a bag of freshly made scones into his arms and depositing your coat on the couch. “Now where is Allistor? He hasn’t been returning my calls, texts, emails, anything! No response! We were supposed to meet up in town a few days ago but no, he had to leave me hanging and now-!” “What are these for?”
England was staring in surprise at the scones. Great, he hadn’t even been listening to you. Facepalm. “Those were my early apology
ScotlandxReader Drunken FoolScotlandxReaderScotlandxReader Drunken Fool3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You winced as the door slammed. Looking up from your book, you could see that you weren't the only one who was disturbed. Seamus, Arthur and Dylan are all looking over the tops of their books, frowning.
Allistor, the eldest of the Kirkland brothers, stumbled into the living room. His cheeks were bright red, a dopey grin on his face. You glanced at Arthur. His large eyebrows had taken a skydive down to hover over his glaring green eyes. (The guy had gigantic eyebrows. As his best friend you were allowed to make fun of them.)
"Lassie!! Jis' tha girl Ah want'd ta see!!" He staggered slightly and you could tell that he was more than just a little drunk. Arthur stood, moving towards his brother.
"Go to bed Allistor, you're drunk."
The redhead waves his brother off, scoffing. "Ah'm nae drunk."
He turns back to you, green eyes sparkling. You watched warily. Allistor was unpredictable when he was drunk. One minute a crying l
ScotlandxReader Birthday GirlScotlandxReader Birthday Girl3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Something was tapping your forehead. Frowning you waved a hand, trying to brush it away. It stopped for a moment, then continued.
"Come on lass. I'm not lettin' ya' sleep yer birthday away."
A familiar voice rumbled. You blinked sleepily at the man next to you. His red hair was tousled, sticking up all over the place. Faint stubble covered his jaw.
"So what do ye' want for yer birthday?" He grinned, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively at you.
"That's what you would want. Besides Peter is in the next room." You pointed out.
He rolled his eyes, "Ah should get Arthur ta' babysit him tonight."
You frowned, shaking your head.
"Nope. I want to spend my Birthday with my son and Husband." You paused, reaching out to twirl a fiery lock of his hair around your finger.
"And I want a carrot cake."
He arched an eyebrow, "Ye' do realize yer talkin' to a man whose brother sets fire to cereal."
You nodded, grinning.
The sound of someone r
ScotlandXReader ::Kid::"Hey, kid."ScotlandXReader ::Kid::3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Your lips pouted as you crossed your hands over your chest. You turned around to face the Scottish many with an irritated look. "I thought I told you not to call me that anymore?" You huffed as you walked over to him, poking his forehead with your index finger. "Did you even listen to me? I'm not a little kid anymore!" You pouted.
"Ye still are to me." The red head man shrugged.
"Yeah, ok grandpa..." You mumbled back at him.
"Oi! I'm not that old." He glared. His emerald eyes flickering with annoyance. You laughed casually and waved at him.
"You're going to be 30 in like, 2 years Allistor... and you still have no girlfriend." You plainly laid out. His thick eyebrows, a family trait, twitched in anger.
"At least I had sex before. 21 years old, haven't even got ye's cherry popped." He crossed his arms. You glared at him though your (e/c) eyes. "Yea, I went there." You turned away, trying to go back to work. You were a waitress at a small Italian ca
ScotlandxReader - Sweeter Than... (Request)ScotlandxReader - Sweeter Than... (Request)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Shutting the door with his foot, Alistair lent against it in exhaustion, letting the plastic bags he had carried drop to the floor. He felt as if his nose was an ice cube and that his fingers were about to fall off from the cold.
Ridding his feet from his shoes, he hastily shrugged off his coat and hung it on the hooks by the entrance. His hands shook from the chill and he grumbled in annoyance. That’s what you get for forgetting yer gloves! He scolded himself, unwillingly picking up the shopping and forwarding into the kitchen, shivering.
He unceremoniously dumped the groceries on the smooth, kitchen bench, shouting, ‘Sweetheart! I’m home!’
Alistair smiled at the thought of his partner, a sudden warmth arising to his cheeks. She was everything he had ever asked for: sweet, kind, loving, beautiful and so adorable. Her large, (e/c) orbs were framed with thick lashes and her plump, pink lips were constantly stretched in a bashful grin. Her (h/c) locks casca
ScotlandxReader Pocket watch FinalScotlandxReaderScotlandxReader Pocket watch Final3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
These are the human names I'm using for the Kirkland Brothers :3
North Ireland- Sean
You stared across the table at Allistor. He glanced at you, then looked down, shame in his eyes.
Colin had finally gone back to sleep. It disheartened you to see how much hate and contempt he felt for his father.
He flinched like he had been shocked.
"Why did you come back? You know your brothers are trying to keep you away."
He nodded, avoiding your eyes. You sighed, hunching your shoulders.
How awkward could this get?
"I know I already said it, bu' I'm sorry."
"An' I know tha' you an' Colin have every right ta' hate me."
You crossed your arms, avoiding his eyes. "He'll get over it."
Or he might not, but you didn't th