EnglandXReader- Too much Labour
Too much Labour.
"Shut up! I'm pushing...!"
"There! The cradle looks great! Good job, Arthy!" you said idly walking towards your husband and giving him a well done pat on the back. You smiled happily.
"That is a bloody heavy cradle, what is it made out of, cement?" Arthur groaned in restrain. "Thank god that's done, it's really hard to push it alone." he sighed in relief.
"I told you, I could of helped!" you whined in protest. Jeez, this Brit was so stubborn!
He looked at you and chuckled. "Love, you look like your about to burst-" he stifled a laugh "you're practically 9 months! Maybe a little less but still, a pregnant woman-"
"'like you shouldn't be doing such thing as it's bad for you and our baby-' Arthur, you think I don't know?" you pouted. Just because you were pregnant, heavily pregnant for that matter, didn't mean you were disabled or something!
Arthur was really... Really protecti
EnglandxReader: The Perfect Christmas GiftYou were sitting on the sofa looking through magazines trying to find a good Christmas gift for your husband; Arthur. You were married for a few months now and this would be the first Christmas you would send together as a married couple. You wanted to get your new husband the perfect gift.EnglandxReader: The Perfect Christmas Gift2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Dang, it I don't know what to get him." you said putting down the cooking magazine that had a list of popular cookware inside. Arthur loved to cook for you. However you honestly didn't like his cooking but you would never tell him that.
You decide to give up on your search of the perfect gift when you noticed it was twelve in the afternoon. 'Iggy won't be home for another five hours. What am I suppose to do now?' you thought lying across the sofa. You started watching your favorite TV show before drifting off to sleep.
"Love, its time to wake up." you heard the British accent you loved so much.
Your eyes opened when you felt your husband's soft lips press against your. You smiled before
Reader Insert:The Princess Bride *Extended Ending*England x ReaderReader Insert:The Princess Bride *Extended Ending*3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You woke up in the middle of the night to the pitiful whimpering of an infant so you quietly got out of bed as to not disturb your husband, Arthur, from his much needed sleep. You looked at his peaceful, sleeping face, his eyebrows scrunched a bit from the stress of his days when he was awake. He worked so hard to keep you and the baby safe from harm...these hours of peace were sacred in themselves.
The ship beneath your feet swayed a little, making you lose balance slightly as you walked to the bassinette on autopilot. You lit a candle to give you some light and you rubbed the sleep from your eyes before you peered over the lace coverlet.
Staring up a
Finding the lyrics to a song (EnglandXReader)She was reading Shelley and drinking some teaFinding the lyrics to a song (EnglandXReader)2 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
Daddy!EnglandxMummy!Reader - Fireworks NightYou snuggled into the thickest, longest [f/c] scarf you had, gloved hands idly playing with its woollen tassels. Somehow, you had been lumbered with responsibility of guarding your table, with the specific instruction to 'ensure other sods don't go pinching it'.Daddy!EnglandxMummy!Reader - Fireworks Night2 years ago in Romance More Like This
By table, it was actually some rickety old wooden bench that had seen better days. Over the years you had spent living in the English countryside, you'd learned that all benches in beer gardens were of a similar condition. But still, it was better than having to stand for hours with the other spectators that had come to the Queen's Head for the fireworks display. And with at least another good half an hour's wait until it all started, you were more content being bored at a table, rickety or no, than to be bored and with leg ache.
Despite it being seven o clock on a Monday night, the whole establishment was full of eager families and patrons crowding together for the festivities, fireworks night - It was like this in nearly ev
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/
Stupid in Love :America x Reader:Stupid in Love :America x Reader:2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
~Stupid in love
Stupid in love~
[name] was coming home from work. Your day sucked today, Your boss francis tried to hit on you, and asked you to have sexy time with him, Kindly you refused. The drive home wasn't bad, you had a convo over the phone with your best friend Kristina.
" I donno. I dont like how he's been lately." She stated, "He is being extremely needy lately and I dont like him taking advantage of you like that."
"I know Kristina. I know you nor any of my other friends like him. Its not my fault I still love him.." you sighed looking ahead slightly, gazing over the road, watching the day turn to night. "And besides," You smirked " Your Ivan isnt all to better, He's just as needy with you and possessive, plus, Ive seen those bruises."
"SHUT UP." she hissed over the phone, "That does not concern you. Anyway dont change the subject. We were talking about you. So-"
Before she could finish that you hung up, Turning into your drive way.
Let me tell you something
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~White Christmas~ *Husband!England X Wife!Reader*~White Christmas~~White Christmas~ *Husband!England X Wife!Reader*2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
*Husband!England X Wife!Reader*
‘Drabble #3 from ‘All I want for Christmas’ series’
The young couple walked hand in hand,a big smile plastered onto her features,as his was more shy,still giving an happy allure to his handsome face.
The capital city of England was painted in dull greys and couloured blacks as it always had been,the atmosphere humind and holding something of that disgusting mold aroma which caused foreigners to scrunch their noses - as the inhabitants of the said country were already used to it.
The illuminating posts gave off pale yellow rays which danced on the paved streets,the female`s delicate steps almost inaudible as she snaked her arm around her green eyed husband`s to catch some of the warmth his body always held.
(Name) had always been clingy towards people – but when it came to Arthur,the boundaries of her clinginess were not to be surpassed by any human alive.Though he had found it annoying a
Painful Heart Procedure: EnglandxReaderPainful Heart Procedure: EnglandxReader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
When I was a child, I would always spend my time in the infirmary, I was always sick.
Inside, I would see the same bitter old hag sitting on her comfy chair, she would slide down her think rimed glasses. Just so that they would fall to the bridge of her nose. With narrowed dull eyes she pulled out a thermometer, rolling to the door, she then asked.
"Back again, brats these day don't know how to take care of themselves."
She stuck the thermometer into my mouth, gagging, she pulled it out when it made a ding noise. Reading it she hesitated for a second, shaking it she turned back to her desk, where she was before.
"Take a seat, i'll call your mom."
Nodding I went over to the little brown chairs, and took a seat. I wasn't feeling so well in the morning, and by lunch time, I had thrown up everything I ate. Holding onto my stomach I sat there as the nurse dialed my moms number. At that moment the door opened and coming in was a boy, no older than me. He had short messy blonde hair, his eyes
EnglandXReader- Trick or Treat?EnglandXReader- Trick or Treat?2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Trick or treat?
You plopped on your sofa with a big bowl of candy on top of you. No, you couldn't touch those sweets as they weren't yours and they were for the trick-o-trick-ers.
Yeah, you guessed it. Today was Halloween. Scary costume, pumpkins, candy, legends and festive season.
...And you were stuck at home giving the candy to all the little dressed up kids who knocked your door as your mother took your own little brother and sister trick or treating.
Your father was sleeping, he had a night shift so he wasn't required the task.
So, you were left with the job to stay at home, waiting for children to come for their free candy, giggle in their 'scary' costumes and leave.
And then repeat.
"This is so boring..." you groaned. Seriously, you could have been at you friends Alfred's Halloween bash but Nooo, you had to stay and give out candy.
It would have been nice to spend the night with your friends and see him.
Great way to spend a F
EnglandxReader - You're my comfort.Friendship and love should be terms away from each other, like, if you actually are best friends with someone then you can't love them romantically and if you are in a relationship with someone you can't love them in a friendly way. Is that so? That's not possible, I believe. Since Arthur and _____ were both at the same time. Sure, Arthur only acted as a friend when they were under the eyes of the French and American guys who hanged out with both of them -though, mostly Arthur-. But still, when they were only the two of them, oh dear~ He showed all his affection, even though we indeed, got a little bit shy at times but that didn't lasted long enough to make it awkward or weird.EnglandxReader - You're my comfort.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
But for the last few days, there's been something... Something unsettling _____. Something making her.. Act different. Even though she denied it, she was always looking at the girls that even dared to steal a glance at Arthur with a sad look. She always thought about how pretty the other girls were and how skinn
DaddyEnglandXMommyReaderXChildAmerica"I'm a superhero!" the small boy yelled as he ran, small feet pounding on the ground. A small, red cape flew out behind him, a plastic "S" burned onto the fabric. He giggled loudly as he was picked up, delicate, thin arms wrapping around his torso. "Let me down! Let me down!" he screeched, laughs making his words almost intelligible, this fact was accompanied by the lisp he had with his two missing front teeth.DaddyEnglandXMommyReaderXChildAmerica2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Who's my hero?" the girl asked, her (h/c) locks falling over her face. The little boy laughed, bright blue eyes wide.
"I am! I am!" he said, then smiled even louder when she nodded in affirmation.
"Yes you are!" Then, without warning, she fell over on her back and held the small boy above her and blew a raspberry on his stomach. He laughed at the feeling, tears forgotten. She then let him down and hugged him close to her chest. He snuggled into her.
"I love you, Mommy," he said quietly, the energy high he was just feeling lowering out as drowsiness overtook him. She kissed his
Christmas EnglandxReaderYou shivered, waiting out in the cold for the person on the other side to answer.Christmas EnglandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Arthur! Let me in~" you whined. You heard a groan and footsteps approaching the door.
"Hello, _______________. What brings you here?" He asked, sounding slightly annoyed.
"It's Christmas eve, silly! I promised to spend it with you remember?"
He blushed. Was that really today?! "And I thought I told you don't bother." He said, not trying to be rude but doing so anyway. "I told you I don't do much for this holiday…"
You looked around his house. Boy, he wasn't kidding! You saw no sign of any kind of Christmas decorations. It was as if the holiday was non-existent in his house.
"You should be grateful I came!" You scolded. "Your house is so gloomy! Where are your decorations?"
Apparently, the words "I don't do much for this holiday" weren't registering in your head. "I haven't put them up, obviously."
"Because I'm just not in the Christmas spirit. I haven't been since…" He paused, an extremel
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)2 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
EnglandXReader- Going that direction.EnglandXReader- Going that direction.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Going that Direction.
(Warning, One Directioness here. XD Jealous England and bits and bobs, tally ho!)
(And, if you do not like them, try and imagine them being some other British idol! i know there are Maaaaaany out there XD sorry in advance, but please continue!)(>_
Parent! England x Parent! Reader - The RebelParent! England x Parent! Reader - The Rebel3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Parent! England x Parent! Reader - The Rebel
You stumbled over the empty streets, that seemed to have no end. Each one took a new turn and led to a new set of streets. You paused your senseless creeping by leaning on a dark wall with your left shoulder. Blood pulsed in your head madly and blurred your vision.
Your (hair colour) hair were plastered onto your head from sweat, blood and the thick and petrifying rain that happened to fall down as you walked. Your military uniform was ripped and you were wounded in several places. The sound of your military shoes hitting the wet stone pavement was echoing through the narrow streets.
You felt something nice and warm on your right shoulder. You sighed gladly, only to sigh and squeeze it at the sight of blood trickling slowly from it. You stumbled like that for God knew how long.
Only one thought remained. It was repeating itself like a broken tape.
How did this happen?
-All right, gut, the meeting is over! The German
Too Late (ArthurXReader) Part TwoToo Late (ArthurXReader) Part Two2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"We are gathered here today to"- Arthur blocked out the words of the priest. He sighed softly, he turned towards (y/n)'s mom but wished he hadn't since she caught his eyes. She stared at him with the same piercing look (y/n) had given him the last time you two talked. He slowly stood up, and walked over to her. Arthur slowly got on his knees in front of your mother and laid his head down on her lap, without hesitation she began running her fingers through his hair. You slowly place a hand on your mother's shoulder, shedding tears for her. You're Mama was a very strong woman, she always had been. Back when she got news that your dad had gotten murdered by a eighteen wheeler she never cried, well in front of you anyways. Now she didn't shed a tear at your funeral, and you could hear the snide comments of your aunts and uncles, they whispered about how she must've not loved you. You wish you could tell them something, but
Yes, My Lady : Butler!England x Lady!ReaderYes, My LadyYes, My Lady : Butler!England x Lady!Reader2 years ago in Horror More Like This
: Butler!England x Lady!Reader :
“My lady…it has been an hour past your curfew.” I was acutely aware of the door opening to reveal my butler, holding up a lit candelabrum and giving me a dissatisfied frown.
“Leave me in peace, Arthur.” I murmured, returning my gaze to the multiple sheets of paper, quill held suspended in my grip. The candle in the oil lamp beside me flickered and cast shadows that seemed to dance and come alive about me. My butler, being the stubborn man he is, refused to heed my demands and stepped into the room to stride towards my desk. He grabbed my wrist firmly as if to stop me from writing any further.
“Please, my lady. It is inappropriate for you to be staying up this late at night; it will only deteriorate your health. As my lady’s butler, I will take the honor of finishing the paperwork for you.” His voice was soft, gentle and firm that I soon found myself feeling drowsy from staying
EnglandxReader- The First of SpringEngland x Reader- The First of SpringEnglandxReader- The First of Spring3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You tapped your foot nervously as you waited for Arthur to open the door.
He had invited you for tea at his house the other day when he heard it was the first of spring today. He knew spring was your favorite season and he figured what better way to celebrate the end of winter than tea for two outside? You both agreed as well that you were long overdue for a visit to his country. He had studied abroad in your country for a while in high school (which was how you met him) and you had visited him a couple times in the past but that had been a while ago.
He opened the door and smiled widely at you.
"Hello there, ______," he said, embracing you in a friendly hug. "It's been so long since I've seen you."
"I know~ It's good to see you Arthur," you said into his shoulder. He still smelled the same with that earthy scent you loved so much from all the gardening he did
He pulled back, his hands resting on your shoulders to hold you at arm's length and he lo
I Remember Your Name England X Deceased!ReaderA figure of messed up sunshine blond hair stood at the edge of a cemetery gripping a bouquet of roses. His emerald green eyes were swarming with memories of the past. The air was crisp carrying the scent of a possible snowstorm. It was late fall so all the graves were covered with leaves from the oak and walnut trees that were planted around the perimeter of the area. The leave crinkled under the male's feet as he made his way across the area with a clear destination in his mind.I Remember Your Name England X Deceased!Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As he arrived at his destination, a soft sad smile played across Arthur's face. "Hello _____, I decided to stop by before I left for the world meeting. It's taking place in Alfred's land this time. A bit Ironic isn't it." he said placing the roses on the top of the grave. His now empty hand made it's way into his golden locks as he tried to think of something to say. It wasn't that the Englishman was at a lost of word. Quite the opposite in fact he had so much he wanted to say but how. No not just how, why and
When I'm alone Part 2: EnglandxReaderWhen I'm alone Part 2: EnglandxReader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Well, Francis's simplistic plan would've been the absolute perfect plan if I could have gotten the guts to actually go through with it. Yes, it would've been absolutely spectacular to just waltz right up to her, one of my own patients, and just ask her out on a date but that just wasn't going to be happening. Blame it on my need of this job, or my gentlemanly ways but really, I was just a coward.
So with the sudden realization of my feelings it made every visit from her even harder than it already had to be. Every time she would come in with a new break, burn or tear and I would have to try to hold my tongue, just wishing she would know someone cared for her. That's why she never did pay her body's health any attention. She believed no one was looking.
Time after time we repeated our routine, and it broke my heart. When would she give this up? Why was she so stubborn? When would enough be enough? Her head was just too damn thick. It killed me to watch her slowly kill herself
EnglandxReader- OriginsYou and Arthur walked along the side of the road, holding hands. You loved this time of the evening: Everything was quiet except for the quiet rustling of the dry leaves on the sidewalk. Complete peace. You looked down at the autumn leaves on the ground, happily noting all their colors and shapes. And then you saw it, huddling down in a little ditch, barely noticeable but for a small patch of white fur.EnglandxReader- Origins2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Arty, look at this!" You tugged on his sleeve, pulling him to the side of the road and bending over the little creature in the ditch.
"What is it, Ducky?" Arthur asked, one caterpillar eyebrow arched inquisitively. He picked the little thing up out of the brush, inspecting it in the light of the setting sun.
It was a small, white bunny. Its pink wet nose twitched and its large brown eyes twinkled knowingly. The little guy shivered in Arthur's hands, looking a bit frightened yet hopeful.
"Aw, a little bunny! Can we keep it, Arty? Please?"
"Well, I don't see why not. What do you say, old
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