Writer's block- EnglandxReaderI sighed, looking at the blank screen in front of me. Why weren't the words just coming to me like they had so very often? I hadn't written enough stories for this to be happening damn it! Where was this sudden block coming from?!
I lamented again and again, trying to figure out just where exactly I went wrong. Then out of nowhere, it hit me…
Ever since I started having feelings for Arthur, I've had trouble writing my stories. Lately all I can think about is him.
I don't even realize I've started writing on the piece of paper in front of me. I've started to poor out my feelings for the Brit.
"Hello, _________." A voice calls out, breaking me from my thoughts.
"O-oh! Arthur! Hi!" I say, closing my laptop.
"That was quite an interesting read." He says, smirking devilishly.
Aw crap. He saw it? God I hope I didn't write anything dirty…
"Mmmhm. Do you have any more like it?"
"U-uh… well, to be honest, I'm not entirely sure what I just wrote… can you tell me?"
Christmas EnglandxReaderYou shivered, waiting out in the cold for the person on the other side to answer.Christmas EnglandxReader3 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
Weak spots- EnglandxReaderToday was turning out to very boring for Arthur. Even with his usually entertaining girlfriend ___________ over, this day was turning out to be boring.Weak spots- EnglandxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Of course, perhaps if said girlfriend was paying more attention to him rather than… whatever the hell she was looking at on her laptop, that might help things a little bit.
"Remind me why I invited you over again?" He asked, annoyed.
"You tell me." Was your oh-so-concerned reply.
An anime vein popped on Arthur's head and he growled. "Gee, I don't know. Maybe I just wanted to spend time with my girlfriend. You know, without her laptop?"
You groaned and rolled your eyes, which didn't leave the computer screen. "Look, I promise I'll give you my full attention in just a few minutes, okay? I just wanna finish reading this comic."
"You're ignoring me to read a webcomic?"
"Hey, you've ignored me to read books. In fact, why don't you go read one now?"
Arthur was not having this, not in his own home. You were going to give him your full at
You're no gentleman- Englandxreader commision"You idiot! Why can't you be more gentlemanly?!" England yelled at America.You're no gentleman- Englandxreader commision3 years ago in Romance More Like This
______ rolled her eyes. Here we go again, she lamented. Why did England have to be so anal? Sure, America was ... immature at times, but that's what made him! Geez, you'd think he'd realize that already; he raised him, after all.
Besides, ______ had never seen this gentleman side England was so proud of. The whole time she'd known him, he'd never done a single gentlemanly thing. And that pissed her off more.
"Dude, chill." America chuckled, anime sweat on his head.
"I will not 'chill'!" England fumed. "I raised you better than that! You need to grow up or the other countries will never warm up to you!"
"I raised you better than that." _______ mimicked under her breath. England's ears perked up.
"DO YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY, MADAM?!" He exploded.
Ooh, this will be fun.
"Yeah, I do." she simply stated, rather humorously compared to England's outburst.
"Go on, then!"
"Honestly, I think you're a hypocrite
I won't say I'm in love- EnglandxReader Commision"Right, see you later then." Arthur told me, waving goodbye as we parted ways.I won't say I'm in love- EnglandxReader Commision3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Okay, later!" I called out, waving back to him.
Huh. My face was hurting all of a sudden. I recognized the pain as one that happens when you smile too much. I found that strange; I didn't think I'd been smiling that much. But I mean, if anyone could make me smile, it'd be Arthur....
N-now don't get the wrong idea! I'll admit, Arthur's rather... handsome, and a real charmer, but I do not have any romantic interest in him! We're just really good friends, all right?
"Hey, _______!" a familiar voice called out. I turned around.
"Hey, Alfred!" I replied, stopping so he could catch up to me.
"Dude, we still on for game night tonight?"
Just a little note; when he says "game night", he means video games, not board games. I wonder if people still even have the other kind of game night... Man, I feel old...
Oh crap, that's tonight? My place is a total mess! No way I can let him come over!
"I'm sorry, Alfred
Snow Storms EnglandxReaderYou were an idiot.Snow Storms EnglandxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Those reports on the news warning of a blizzard? You ignored them. The lack of snow the past few years had caused you to lose your faith in winter and storms.
So like a fool, you went over to your dear friend Arthur's house today.
You stayed for a good few hours, but uh... you started to get hungry. And you'd heard the rumors about his cooking. Added to the fact that it was getting late and it was rather improper for you to stay so late a guy friend's house.... Well it just seemed like a good time to leave
But when you happened to open the door, you discovered the news report was right! The entire ground was covered in snow that came up to your knees. That you even got the door open was a miracle.
Arthur, who was seeing you to the door like a good host, gaped at the scene.
"You know, _______, you can always stay the night here..." He offered.
Your stomach told you it wasn't having that shit. It let out a loud growl, much to your embarrassment.
"N-no, that's okay!" yo
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
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
Thank you, Netflix! EnglandxReaderTwo.Thirty.Five.a.m.Thank you, Netflix! EnglandxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
That is the ungodly time England was woken up by a phone call. From the ringtone, "What makes you beautiful" (dawws), he knew it had to be ________.
"It's 2 in the sodding morning, _________. What the bloody hell do you want?!"
"Arthur, you need to get over here. Now."
The serious in her voice as well as what she said kind of turned him on a little. And it showed in his response.
"W-what? Why?" He asked, a million dirty thoughts going through his head.
"Because they have 'Once Upon a Time' on Netflix!"
England hung up the phone and practically flew to ________'s house. Sure getting laid would've been better, but Once Upon a Time? That was still pretty fucking great. And watching it with her would make it 100x better.
"Wow, that was fast." ________ teased.
"Well, I got the popcorn and the Tv's already on the show. Shall we?"
He smirked, locking arms with her and walking to the couch. While he did this in a playful manne
Sleepy Time!~ (EnglandXReader)Sleepy Time~Sleepy Time!~ (EnglandXReader)3 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Which one should we watch? 'The attack of the evil Domos 2' or the-"
"Love, anyone will do..."
"Are you sure? Because I think the 'The apocalypse of the rainbow gummy bears' is-"
Arthur sighed before you could finish. Sometimes he wonders where the hell do you even get theses movies from.
"Fine then! You try to pick out a movie!" You huffed out.
"But (Name), We watched a movie last night! Could we just go to bed? It's very late." Arthur said as he got up from the couch and turned off the near by lights.
Arthur placed a finger to your lips. "Shhhh, Not tonight (Name). Aren't you tired just a little bit?" He said placing his other hand on your shoulder.
You gave out a sad sigh. "I guess..." You frowned.
"Sleep is very important (Name), Always remember that." Arthur said as he kissed your right cheek and smiled.
You blushed a bit from the warm actions. He always knew how to get you.
"I'll be in the bed room if you need me love," Arthur said as he
EnglandXReader: The InternetEnglandXReader: The Internet3 years ago in Drama More Like This
You jolt up quickly, bringing yourself from the verge of sleep.
The time is 2 am. The room around you is dark and quiet. No one else is awake on this fine Saturday night. You sigh and wiggle your computer mouse to reawaken your lovely computer. The black screen lights up once more, illuminating the walls and drawing shadows across your face.
'One more message. I'll reply to one more message…then I'll go to bed…'
You click with years of practice's speed. Images flash past quickly, yet you pay no attention to them, passing the Deviant Art homepage and logging in with extreme typing speed.
'50 Feedback messages? I just replied to them all.'
You click on the little inbox and wait for it to load. The seconds seem to take forever. Your alertness decreases, your eyelids drop. Your body wants to sleep, but your mind hasn't finished its duty of replying to all feedback messages before bed, as you try to do every night. You open your eyes and focu
EnglandxReader .:Sleepless:.“Arthur...?” you said as you opened the door to his room with a slow and loud creak.EnglandxReader .:Sleepless:.3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You could hear loud thunder noises
“A-Arthur” you said, the light from the lightning flashed light through the window.
He could see your watering eyes.
“What is it,love?” he asked in his usual North London accent, which always seemed to calm your nerves.
The thunder crackled and on cue you whimpered,
“Love, are you scared of the thunder?” Arthur asked half asleep; sitting on his queen sized bed.
“No..it not that.” You said staring in to the dark room, the moonlight that shone through the window helped you see.
“Come inside and tell me.” He said rubbing his eyes sleepily; He looked like a child with not enough sleep.
“I had a really bad dream and this weather is not helping..” you said as you slowly walked over.
“Come here,” he patted the spot next to him on the bed.
You took a seat next to him and hugged him
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
Pervert- FrancexReader"Hey, ______." your sister Jasmine called.Pervert- FrancexReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Yeah?" you replied, playing with your iPod and only half playing attention.
"Do you have these balls on the bottom of your feet?"
At the word "balls", your sister momentarily gained your full attention.
"What?!" you asked incredulously.
"These balls, on the bottom of your feet." she said, lifting her foot up to show you.
"I don't wanna look at your balls!" you yelled.
Jasmine sighed."Why do you always have to make stuff so dirty?! You're just like Francis!"
You blushed at the mention of the Frenchman. "It's Françis," you corrected. "And no I'm not!"
"Girl, yes you are! You're always acting like such a chester molester; hitting on me and stuff! You two would be a perfect couple!"
Okay, you did do that. But that was just to make your sister uncomfortable! You weren't really freaky like that or anything. Besides, girls your age talk crazy like that all the time! Big deal.
"You know it's true." Your other sister, Lexxie, chimed in.
EnglandxReaderEnglandxReaderEnglandxReader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You were the top student in your school, the best at everything.
Everything except math.
You hated the subject with a passion. Not only did you think it was frustratingly tedious, you also had a hard time understanding certain formulas.
You only hated one thing more than math, and that was a very pompous person.
He was always making fun of how you failed miserably in math. Sadly, the rest of the student body felt he had the right to taunt you, seeing as he had the best math grades.
"Just iknore him ______." Your best friend Natalia rolled her eyes. "Se guy is a total jack-ass."
You shrugged, glaring at your math text book.
"Yeah.......Don't.....pay... attention.....to him." Heracles mumbled, his head resting on a textbook.
You pursed your lips, "He's the only thing I hate more then math."
Natalia let out a sharp laugh, "Vow, sat's saying a lot. Sucks to be him." She twirled a lock of her ash blonde hair a
Happy birthday to me! Teacher!EnglandxReader6th period.Biology. Your heart starts pounding and suddenly you feel very nervous. But at the same time, you like the feeling. Or rather, the reason behind you feeling this way.Happy birthday to me! Teacher!EnglandxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The reason had bushy eyebrows, beautiful green eyes, and a British accent that made you mentally swoon. And, he was your teacher.
Yep, you'd fallen head over heels for your English teacher, Mr. Kirkland. And you fell hard. Even though you never told anyone (even your folks), you felt like you probably made it kind of obvious and possibly kids talked about you when you weren't around. If you entered their mind at all, that is. You weren't really that popular.
Why exactly had you fallen for your teacher? Well of course there were those attractive qualities that you mentioned above (and you weren't the only one who felt this way, next year you heard two students who were in his class with him tell you they thought he was hot, though you probably were the only one who loved those eyebrows), but for you it was a mu
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 HurtingEnglandxReader Hurting3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You picked up the match box, your hands trembling. Pulling out a match you stared down at the box at your feet.
It was filled to the brim with pictures. Pictures of you laughing, smiling with a man you no longer loved.
You flicked the match against the box, staring for a moment at the flame that appeared. Nudging the box further into the fireplace, you flicked the match in.
The pictures slowly burned, the gray smoke looking as heavy as your heart felt. Well, how it used to feel, now you were numb to emotion.
You lit another match, running the tips of your fingers through the flame.
"Love! I'm home!"
You flicked that match into the fireplace. His voice used to make your spirits lift, have you running for the door.
"Love?" He peeked his head into the living room and grinned sheepishly.
"Sorry I was late again. My job, you know how it is."
You nodded, not bothering to get up. He sat next to you, loosening his tie.
Trying not to hate you EnglandxReader part 2________ woke up first the next day. Gazing at the clock, she saw it was only 7:09, so she shut eyes once more.Trying not to hate you EnglandxReader part 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
They shot open immediately when she felt arms around her waist.
"A-arthur?" She whispered, not really trying to wake him.
Arthur merely grumbled in response and pulled _______ closer to him, his warm breath on her neck. She shuddered at the feeling.
Oh, and the fact that he had morning wood wasn't really helping either.
Why are you conspiring against me, universe? She wondered as she felt her resolve to slip out of his grasp slowly slipping away. Just as she was about to give in, she heard a gasp from behind her and the warmth left her.
"What the hell?!"
His screaming was enough to break her out of her whatever trance she was in.
"T-that's what I should be asking you!"
"I don't know how that happened!"
"Surrrre you don't!"
"I- I don't! I swear!"
"Whatever." She got of bed and made her way to the couch.
"What are you doing?"
"Sleeping on the couch so what
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
Trying not to hate you EnglandxReader 3The next few days were uneventful. The couple continued going back and forth between awkward moments and wanting to rip each other's throats out.. It seemed like things were getting worse every dayTrying not to hate you EnglandxReader 33 years ago in Romance More Like This
It hilarious to think how hard they were trying to fight the inevitable. It was even funnier to think about how miserably they were failing.
Part one of the glorious honeymoon planned by both their respective parents had come to a close. Now it was time for part two
A little trip on an exclusive island. For a whole month.
"Ugh, could they be any cheesier? _________ groaned. She tried to act pissed, but really she was terrified. A lot could happen between them in a month, especially given the setting. She had to admit, they were pretty slick. She hated it.
"It could always be worse."
_______ was prepared to challenge that accusation, but she remembered a certain song from a Christmas movie from her childhood and suddenly, she didn't feel like it. She just hummed the song to herse
Request: EnglandxReader: DrunkThe clunk of glass hitting worn wood and the rowdy laughter of the drunk set your nerves on edge. You looked around the room at all the drunkards getting wasted on bouts of either depression or celebration.Request: EnglandxReader: Drunk4 years ago in Romance More Like This
The bar definitely wasn't your scene. You felt out of place and awkward, but after the day you'd had, it was well worth it. You sighed and looked down into the golden liquid in your glass, trying to avoid eye contact with the people around you.
"YOU DON' KNOW WHO THE HELL I AM!" Someone yelled from across the room. You couldn't help but glance over to see who was making all the noise. Your eyes landed on the blond head of none other than Arthur Kirkland.
You knew Arthur, but not very well. He was in quite a few of your classes in college. The Brit always seemed to care more about himself than anyone else. There was more than one occasion that you could recall where he'd selfishly put himself first and foremost and left everyone else without help.
You scoffed. Y
Trying not to hate you- EnglandxReader"Do you, _______take this man, Arthur Kirkland as your husband, to love him and to honor him, to nurture, serve and support him, in times of joy and in times of difficulty? Do you promise to remain by his side regardless of what trouble befalls you, and in the presence of temptation to forsake this love, do you promise to remain steadfast and true? Do you promise with all your heart and soul to honor this vow till death do you part?"Trying not to hate you- EnglandxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
_______ wanted to say "I don't". This was wrong, so wrong! She didn't want this! She didn't love this man, she didn't even like him! She was in love with another man, for Christ's sake! She looked back at said person, Alfred, smiling happily in the crowd. Oh, if he only he knew
No, him knowing wouldn't do any good. It would cause trouble. She had been forcefully engaged by her parents, and now she was getting married, and that was that. So ______ had no choice but to let her feelings remain secret
This didn't mean she accepted Arthur t
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 LetterEngland x ReaderEnglandxReader: The Letter3 years ago in Romance More Like This
'Meet me after school. Backstage. -Secret Admirer'
That was all the note said.
Now, when I had dreamed of getting a letter on Valentine's day, I had imagined it to be filled with kind words and beautiful expressions.
Not vague instructions.
I sighed and shoved the note in my bag then grabbed my books and shut my locker. Well, at least I had the whole day to figure out who had sent it. The thing was, I already had a few ideas.
FIRST PERIOD: ALGEBRA
I rushed in just as the bell rang and scooted into my seat next to one of my suspects, Alfred F. Jones. I know he had a thing for me at one point, but I really doubted that he was the sender. It would have been bigger and more outgoing if it was from him.
"Good Morning Al."
"Mornin' to you too, babe." I sighed and took out the homework