Carousel - England x ReaderEngland x Reader
"See that?" Arthur asked, pointing out a quick streak of light in between the stars, and you nodded excitedly. "It's a falling star."
"Falling?" you questioned. "B-but, why is it falling?" you sniffled, suddenly tearful. Where would the star go? Wouldn't it miss all its star-friends?
"That's just what they're called, love," he said gently, tucking hair behind your ear. "There's no reason to cry about it. They say if you see one and make a wish, it will come true!"
You gasped, all pity for the star now gone, and called up a wish to the night sky.
He chuckled and pulled you into his lap, placing a kiss on the top of your head as the carousel continued around and around.
The first time Arthur took you to what had become your favourite amusement park. The carousel was always the best part, with its cheery music and beautifully painted ponies that rode up and down.
There were so many memories from your childhood. You remembered always wantin
Rainy Tears [England X Reader]Rainy Tears [England X Reader]2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Rain poured from the dark clouds in the sky.
Lots of colorful umbrellas could be seen from the windows.
In England it rained a lot. And they said it was normal because of where England is located.
But that wasn’t 100% true.
And Arthur Kirkland, the personification of England, was who knew better.
It was because of him that it rained a lot.
But he couldn’t help it.
The tears wouldn’t stop.
When sadness overwhelmed him, the tears just fell, and wouldn’t stop ‘till he got control over himself.
He knew the people were already used to the rain.
But he wasn’t used to crying almost every day. Not at all.
Maybe if he felt the rain itself on him would change something.
He decided that maybe it would make him feel better.
And so, he went outside with a forest green umbrella and walked to a street where almost nobody came.
That was the place he went every time it rained.
Every time he cried.
He let go of the umbrella, it falling on the wet ground.
He lifted his
What If's~~England X ReaderWhat If's~~England X Reader10 months ago in Romance More Like This
~~Trigger warning. Reader has Anxiety! It's nothing too bad, but I understand that some types of anxiety can be triggered easily, and I don't want anyone having an attack because of me.~~
Generalized Anxiety Disorder (GAD): A condition characterized by 6 months or more of chronic, exaggerated worry and tension that is unfounded or much more severe than the normal anxiety most people experience.
The hardest part of having severe anxiety is that it no one really understands. To someone like you, who has tried desperately to manage it without resorting to medication for years, it can be unbearable to describe to others. It's almost as if there is a wall in front of you, and while other people can climb over it or find doorways through it, you can't. Your life was a jumbled mix of ~what if's~. What if that stranger walking by you has a knife? What if that group of guys in that van going by try to rape you? What if the one you love leaves you? What if someone you love dies? What if your col
Romano x Reader Too SoonCold.Romano x Reader Too Soon3 years ago in Romance More Like This
That's how I felt.
The one person I loved, the only person I had really trusted....
She was gone.
I sat there, on the newly overturned earth, and turned my head to look up at the stars.
She would be up there tonight.
Tears flowed from my eyes, dripping from my chin, falling to the ground.
Why did you have to go?
I knew I wasn't the only one who felt this way.
She touched the heart of everyone she knew. Not one person who met her had anything negative to say.
She was an angel.
She was a goddess.
She was hope.
At the funeral today, not one attendee's eyes were dry.
We all loved her, cherished her, adored her. The impact she had made in everyone's lives was great. Even if you spoke with her no longer than a moment, you felt her warmth and kindness rubbing off on you.
Her stay in this cruel, judgmental world was far too short.
16 years wasn't enough time.
She deserved many, many more than what she ended up with.
She changed me.
She showed me kindness and compassion an
Punk!England x Depressed!Punk!Reader[[Punk!England x Depressed!Punk!Reader - Adventures of Vaulted Ceilings]]Punk!England x Depressed!Punk!Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You stuffed your bare hands deeper into your pockets, suppressing a shiver from the cold, merciless wind. Raising your shoulders, you tucked your chin farther into your scarf, desperately trying to keep yourself warmer. Cursing at yourself for not dressing more appropriately, you continued on your adventure to nowhere. Your hollow footsteps echoed throughout the empty and seemingly deserted town. When had it gotten this... devoid of life? Shaking your head (or maybe it was a shiver?), you just assumed it was because your headphones were currently blasting music into your ears, drowning out any other noise from reaching your ears.
How can you just turn your back on everything you said you believe?
It may not be real to you, but it’s real to me…!
England x Blind!Sick!Reader - Rain - Final Arthur sat in his study, head rested on the desk. There was no hope. The doctor's couldn't help. He looked up at his tea cup blankly and stirred the spoon around. You were already in bed. Have been for a couple hours.England x Blind!Sick!Reader - Rain - Final3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The Brit sat up straight and began to dig furiously through his drawers when he pulled out an old, worn out leather book. It was his old Dark Magic book full of healing spells and such. He thumbed through the pages, eyes scanning for key words. He finally stopped, and read furiously down the page. He found it. The cure. He would have jumped up and danced around in joy if he weren't a gentleman.
"Mint!" he called out excitedly. The odd green mammal appeared in fron of him.
"Look! I can save her!" Arthur held up the book, smiling ear to ear. "I can save ________! She won't be blind or sick anymore! Why didn't I think of this before?!"
Mint bunny scanned the page, then looked up sadly at Arthur, "Her memory will be wiped. The spell
England X Reader: Caught in the RainEngland X Reader: Prize for sunshineanddaisiesEngland X Reader: Caught in the Rain3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Caught In the Rain
"Oh come on," you said to your backpack as you looked through the pockets one more time. You zipped up your backpack's pockets and sat against the door. "Why today," you asked yourself, banging your head on the door softly. "Why did I have to forget my key on the only day this week it rains?" You turned your head towards the road and sighed.
On your way home it was lightly raining, but too many drops to be a sprinkle. Now, after 5 minutes of searching through your backpack, it was raining hard, almost pouring.
You sat up and sent a text to your father with the problem at hand.
Daddy... I'm in a situation..
Tracing letters (EnglandXReader)You sighed as you ruffled your hair. “You know Arthur, this could still take a while.” You said, leaning back so your head was upside down. He shrugged, taking another sip of tea and flicking to the next page of his book.Tracing letters (EnglandXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Turning back to your laptop, you continued typing for a bit longer. But due to the position you were in, you groaned and rolled your shoulders to try to loosen your tense muscles. Arthur glanced up as you rubbed down your back to the best of your possibility and smiled, an idea brewing.
“Come over here, I’ll do that.” He told you, cocking his head at you. “That’d be great Iggy.” You replied, grinning when he frowned at his nickname. “How many times....” he muttered as you sat down sideways on the chair next to him so he could get to your back.
First you took off your woolly jumper though, knowing it’d be more effective that way. His hands rubbed your shoulders and you closed your eyes relaxing instantly
Catch Me- England/ReaderArthur watched ______ with a glitter of mirth in his eyes, carding his fingers through his tousuled blonde hair. His lover stood several paces away from him, feet firmly planted in the snow. "You need not be afraid," He laughed, extending a hand towards her "It's perfectly safe."Catch Me- England/Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"You're certain?" The Englishman nodded.
He had initially hoped to waste the day beisde the fire, perhaps reading or watching old Christmas films, but a sudden inclination towards a more...romantic pursuit had overtook him. He'd drove himself and his lover through the snow and the vast country estate that he lived on, and now they were standing at the edge of a frozen lake; the blonde already wore skates that had lasted him an extremely long time, and another pair were at ______'s feet. She stood still, teeth chattering from the cold and a becoming pink blush rising to her cheeks. The young woman had been somewhat delighted and horrified simultaneously at the suprise Arthur had arranged, not so much bec
Seven Minutes in Hetalia! Spain x ReaderSeven Minutes in Hetalia! Spain x Reader1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Reaching into the hat, I twisted and turned my hand. My hand brushed against something that felt familiar. 'Teddy bear fur?' Pulling the item out, I quickly screamed and dropped the object. 'Who put a cow ear in there?!'
"Okay, who put in the cow ear?"
"It's a bull ear."
"Toni? You put it in there? Why, that's just creepy dude."
"Hey! It's a reward I got dispatched a bull skillfully during a matador match!" (Actually, this is true found it here: http://www.sandiegoreader.com/news/2002/nov/27/what-does-bullfighter-do-ears-and-tail/)
"Well, have fun with him [Name]." Antonio glared at Alfred before walking into the closet.
"I'm sorry about him. He doesn't really except other people's traditions very well."
"It's okay, chica. You don't have to apologize for that American."
"So... what is with the cow-I mean b
Seven Minutes in Hetalia! England x ReaderSeven Minutes in Hetalia! England x Reader1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
A/N: Hey! There is a small plot hole. Sorry 'bout that people...I'm not going to fix it, because I'm lazy...I'm sorry.
My hand passed over something plastic feeling. I grasped it and pulled it out. A guitar pick. 'Must be Antonio's, he said he played guitar...'
"That would be mine, love," a British accented voice stated. I looked up to see Arthur. 'He plays guitar? I thought I knew everything about him...'
"Ohohohon~! The angleterre is going to get some~"
"Shut up you bloody frog!" Arthur yelled at the French man. He tried lunging for him, but Alfred grabbed the back of his collar and my hand. He pushed us in (threw Arthur in) and closed the door.
"Seven minutes dudes!" I heard Arthur give an angry huff.
"I don't even know how I'm related to that twit," Arthur mumbled under his breath.
"He's just having a little fun Arthur. You can't
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
England X Reader: For YouEngland X Reader: For You3 years ago in Settings More Like This
AN: Not much dialogue sorry.
You rushed through the house, picking up things you needed, things you wanted, things you just couldn't leave behind. Today you were leaving. You just couldn't do this anymore. You couldn't smile and pretend everything was alright when in reality, it was breaking apart. You tried to stay her in this house, with the man you loved but it just couldn't go on this way. You gave your boyfriend a choice, either clean up his act, change for the better, or else you would leave. Though he said he would get better, nothing changed. No more playing around. You were going.
"[f/n] please hear me out. I said I'm sorry." Arthur followed you back into the bedroom with a pleading look on his face.
You toss your clothes into your suite case and slam it shut before looking over at Arthur. Meeting his panicking emerald orb
You're Not Alone [England]Arthur Kirkland.You're Not Alone [England]3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You and Arthur had been good friends ever since the two of you met as kids, but you had always liked him a bit more than that. Even back then he always acted like a proper gentleman. Although his best moments were whenever he showed his tsundere personality. You thought that Arthur would make for the best company right now, so you pressed the CALL button and held your cell to your ear. The phone rang a couple times before you heard the receiver pick up.
"You've reached Arthur Kirkland, who is this?"
"Hi Arthur, it's me, ______," you spoke.
"Oh, _____. Um, yes, hello. How can I help you?" Arthur stumbled over his words.
You smiled hearing his voice. Not only did you think it addicting, but his accent could make you melt sometimes.
"Well you see, if you're not busy right now, I was wondering if you wanted to come over to visit for a bi-*coughcough*."
"Uh, hey…are you alright?" you heard Arthur ask.
"Umm…not really. I'm actually sitting here sick, a
Alone: England x Reader III- FinalHow on Earth she fell asleep to the pounding music Arthur had no idea, but he only noticed how calm she looked, compared to the unrest he saw from her in the hospital. True rest, he observed, and it could only accurately be called repose. Worry was wiped clean from her face, and _____ looked absolutely beautiful.Alone: England x Reader III- Final3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
After pulling up to his house he turned off the car and opened the front door widely. Then he leaned down carefully, picking _____ up, and cradling her in his arms. He kicked the car door and the front door shut as he carried her up into the house.
She snuggled into his chest, which brought a light blush to his cheeks. Arthur made his way through the house silently, still grateful for his hungover brother and the others having gone back over seas. He laid her down in the white bed, and started to move backwards. But _____ grasped his shirt lightly, then seemed to wince as the pain hit her, and she dropped her arm. It was a desperate attempt to not be left alone, all done subco
England x Reader 'BrokenHearted' "Ring Ring!!!" Your phone rang. You rose your head from your pillow only to find, yep that's right. Your ex boyfriend. You push your phone to the floor. You shove your face back into your pillow. You just couldn't take it. It has been 2 days since your breakup with America.England x Reader 'BrokenHearted'3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You raise your head from your pillow and well, it probably wasn't even a pillow anymore cause it was soaked with your tears. He finally stopped calling you so you go pick up your phone only to find that he has called you '27 times'. And with every call came a voicemail, so you clearly did the only thing you could think of. You deleted them of course.
You get up and walk to the bathroom sink. You turn on the cold water and rinse your face to try and make the redness go away along with the puffiness of your eyes cause you didn't want anyone to know you we're crying. Just when you finished, you heard a knock on the door. So you got a towel, dried up your face and ran to the door.
You opened it to find your best friend
EnglandXReader Birthday SurpriseEnglandXReader Birthday Surprise3 years ago in Romance More Like This
England X Reader Birthday Surprise
You were sitting on your plane just about to arrive in London you were excited your friend as a birthday present knew that you had always wanted to go to Britain more specifically London.
So here you were on the day of your birthday about to land in London you could see many things from here every building seemed like little miniatures as you landed.
Once you had landed you were off to find a taxi to take you to your Hotel room which took you a little longer than expected but finally you arrived at the hotel and were settling in.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time skip to after you settled in and were off to explore the city of London~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You looked around glancing down at your map it was around the afternoon about 3ish once everything was all set and done. You were tired yes and maybe a little hungry but wanted to at least see something sadly...You didn't quite know where to go You want
Modern Love!((EnglandxReader))Modern Love! ((EnglandxReader))Modern Love!((EnglandxReader))3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Arthur quickly buttoned his shirt and buckled his belt as the morning sun shone through his window. 'Dammit I'm going to be too late by the time I arrive...' He slipped his shoes on and threw on his coat.
I catch a paper boy
but things don't really change
I'm standing in the wind
but I never wave bye bye
but I try
He ran down the street then forgot how he was supposed to get to this stupid wedding. He sighed and grabbed his head, smacking it to jog his memory. "Dammit Dammit Dammit!!!" He looked around for anyone who could give him directions to the Church and saw a boy throwing newspapers onto lawns on his small bicycle. He stopped the young boy as the cold wind caused the both of them to shiver. "Young man, do you know the directions to this Church?" Arthur showed him the Wedding invitation that held the Church's adress and a picture of it. The boy nodded as he gave Arthur general directions on how to find the large building. "Than
England X Depressed!ReaderYou sat in the dark, reading stories from your computer in the corner of your living room. You lived in a small three bedroom house, two bathrooms, a living room, and a family room which your parents had converted into a bedroom for your older sister when you were born. You were the youngest child, both you and your older brother having rooms to yourselves, the last actual bedroom left to your parents who were currently away on a trip to someplace exotic. You had run out of soda so you stood up to get more. You slowly walked into the kitchen, having decided to make ramen instead of refill your drink. You were wearing a jacket, the hood up, and it was quite a few sizes too big. The jacket technically isn't yours; it's your older brothers. You didn't bother to pull up the sleeves which were about four inches to long on your arms.England X Depressed!Reader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Your brother had died in a car accident with his best friend just a few days ago, and his funeral was tomorrow, with your parent's gone your grandmot
Gift: The Language of Flowers: England x ReaderGIFT: ENGLAND X READER: THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERSGift: The Language of Flowers: England x Reader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Name) slung her bag over her shoulder and hauled her three text books into her arms. The driver slammed the trunk doors of the shuttle closed and drove away, leaving behind a cloud of dust. She was unable to move out of the way in time. Coughing and sputtering, (Name) nearly dragged herself up to her dorm room. Never before had she hated those two flights of stairs so much nor had she ever been so tired. Taking three tests in a row was exhausting.
During the first exam, she was energized after having drunk almost four cups of coffee before class. Caffeine, after all, was your best friend after a whole night of studying. However, its effects began to wear off halfway through test number two. By the third examination, her energy had crashed. The letters on the paper were dancing and she was nodding off to the silent beat of sleep. Later on, she'd stumbled onto the shuttle and fallen asleep in her seat. The driver had to wake her up
England X depressed!Reader Good Enough”…and fix your collar. Really, is it that hard to look nice?” Arthur says. “Honestly, ______, learn to take better care of yourself. You need to look your best when going out in public.”England X depressed!Reader Good Enough2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
That’s it. I’ve had it. Tears well up in my eyes. I’m never good enough for him.
“Come now. What are the tears for, love?”
Biting my lip, I shake my head. There’s always something wrong with me. When will I ever be good enough?
“Please tell me.” He says gently, looking at me with concern. I stare at the floor.
He lifts my chin up to meet his eyes, our faces merely inches apart. “Please tell me what’s wrong.”
I give in and speak, my emotions exploding all at once. “I’m never good enough for you!” I scream. A fresh wave of tears streams down my face.
He looks taken aback. “W-what?
Last Day. - England x Reader.Today was the last day you'd spent with your English gentleman before he would return to his hometown after a two years business trip.Last Day. - England x Reader.3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Here you were, spending the last day watching movies with Arthur, your head on his lap. You smiled, looking up at his green-eyes, blond hair and his perfect features. You saw him glance back down at you as you hurriedly look away back to the television. Arthur's hand began stroking your hair. "What's the matter, love?"
"N-Nothing," you answered. "It's just that... I know I'll miss you when you leave tomorrow." Arthur stopped stroking your hair as the words came out of your mouth.
"I know," he said sighing. "I will come back. Or you can come to England when you're free."
And so, that following morning, you and Arthur were riding the taxi to the local airport.
You were there to see him off as he requested. Arthur had his hand cupping your chin, smiling down at you with his gorgeous green eyes. "I'll miss you, (Name)..."
"I don't want you to go, Arthur..."
Finding the lyrics to a song (EnglandXReader)She was reading Shelley and drinking some teaFinding the lyrics to a song (EnglandXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I snuck up on her and she glanced up at me
Her tongue stuck out she smiled
Outshining even the most beautiful of the heaven’s angels.
You flicked through your book, completely enthralled by Frankenstein. Feeling around for your mug of tea, your eyes didn’t leave the page as you sipped some of the steaming liquid. After you set it down carefully, you snuggled under the blankets a bit more.
Arms settled around your shoulders and you jumped slightly, being jerked from the world of fiction. “Tsss,Iggy! It was just getting good!” You whined and you heard Arthur chuckle behind you. Shrugging out of his hold, you pouted and stuck your tongue out at him, smiling mischievously.
It all started with a hello
Leading up to a what’s your name sweetheart?
Then she gave me a nickname
Which makes me cringe, though I love it
Does it mean she likes me?
Arthur settled on the sofa next to you, his guitar in hand. As
Love Overpowers Taste (England X Reader)"(Name)! (Name)! Wait a moment, love!" The World Meeting just finished and you were walking outside before you heard your British crush calling for you. Immediately, you fixed your (h/c) (long/short) hair to something that looked decent before turning around with a cute smile.Love Overpowers Taste (England X Reader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hello, Arthur! Oh what's this?" You asked; he had been holding a clear food container full of what looked like black lumps. You were a rather new country of (Country Name) but everyone and I mean EVERYONE warned you of England's less than stellar cooking abilities. (Bluntly: they told you that never to try his food unless you want to be in the hospital.)
The light haired man gave a smile and handed you the package (HAHA HAVE FUN WITH THAT), "It's for you, love! I realized I have not gave you some of my excellent homemade scones. Here, try one!" He took out a scone or what was supposed to be a scone and handed it to you; it was burned black, and was heavy as a rock. You gulped an