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.
'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 - 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 Drinks3 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
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 Camp2 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: Crackers Scotland x Reader: CrackersScotland x Reader: Crackers 2 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 ReaderRequested by DarknessOnMyEyesScotland x Reader2 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 - 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.ScotlandxReader - Bed Sheet2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"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
Scotland x Reader - Nothing*They say I'm better off nowScotland x Reader - Nothing3 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
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)2 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
ScotlandxReader Birthday GirlScotlandxReader Birthday Girl2 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 Pocket WatchScotlandxReader Pocket Watch2 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
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
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 - 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
ScotlandxReader Pocket watch FinalScotlandxReaderScotlandxReader Pocket watch Final2 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
ScotlandXReader ::Kid::"Hey, kid."ScotlandXReader ::Kid::2 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
Taming the Beast Scotland X ReaderTaming the Beast Scotland X Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I hope you're ready for this, she can be pretty intimidating you know. But don't get your hopes too awful high either, like I said before, she's a really shy one that girl. So we'll just have to wait and see. I did bring her favorite food though, so hopefully she'll come out today." Scotland had you out in the middle of the Loch Ness, in a very small boat. It looked like it may start pouring down rain at any minute. "She does love this kind of weather you know, makes it harder for people to spot her." He pulled some rather stinky cheese from a barrel he'd brought aboard the boat. "It's Vieux Boulogne, one of the stinkiest cheeses in the world. But it's Nessie's favorite. She should be able to smell it no matter where she is."
"I don't doubt it, that stuff smells awful." You covered your nose with your hand and scrunched up your face in disgust.
"I know it. I don't know what would make a lovely sea serpent like her like such a pungent cheese. Oh that m
ScotlandxReader Drunken FoolScotlandxReaderScotlandxReader Drunken Fool2 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
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.ScotlandxReader2 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,
The Incident (ScotlandXReader)Sitting on a bar stool, nursing the best scotch the pub had to offer, Allistor Kirkland didn’t have too much to complain about. He had a drink, a cigar, and all the time in the world. Not literally, of course (the paperwork had to be done at some point), but it was nice to pretend. Now all he needed was a fight.The Incident (ScotlandXReader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
One particularly drunken man was causing a ruckus across the bar, shouting for more drinks in a voice so slurred, words could barely be recognized. Allistor growled in annoyance, his grip tightening on the bottle in his hand, teeth grinding against the cigar perched on his lips. It looked like he had his target, and perfect timing, too.
The bartender noticed the look in his eye. “Oh no ye don’t, Allistor. Not tonight. Ye nearly destroyed the place last time,” the older man cautioned, but the red head couldn’t hear through the anger burning in the back of his skull.
“He deserved it, though,” Allistor growled, emerald eyes watching the lo
Seven minutes in heaven-Scotland"_______ got...Scotland?" Alfred asked himself. You looked at the packet of ciggarettes(?) and looked over at the red haired Kirkland brother. He was leaning against the nearest wall, ciggarette in his mouth and looking at you. He was wearing torn up jeans, a t-shirt with his flag on it and a thick leather jacket. You stood up and he smiled.Seven minutes in heaven-Scotland3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Come on then lass." (Is that welsh?!) He said, opening the door for you. You smiled. He was as much of a gentleman as his brother. You walked in and he closed the door behind you both. You could smell the smoke and wrinkled your nose.
"You do know they are bad for you." You said, taking the ciggarette out of his mouth and stubbing it out on one of the walls. You saw him frown and reach for the packet you had in your hands. You held it behind you.
"You're not smoking in here. I don't like the smell." You said. You saw him raise an eyebrow then smile.
"Oh really? We'll see about that." He said, before pulling you into a kiss. That surprised you grea
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:.3 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't3 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
Scotland x Shy reader - Playing gamesYour eyes went wide, body freezing where it was. ‘They have to be kidding me!’Scotland x Shy reader - Playing games2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
_____ was reasonably new to the school and usually hung out with Arthur Kirkland, Mathew Williams and Alfred Jones. For someone so new and quiet she was very popular, just not in the way you would expect. Everyone loved the kind, cheerful girl and would often go to chat with her, or sit with her when they had nowhere to go or felt a bit lonely, knowing that she was warm and welcoming.
But that didn’t make her any less shy than she was. In fact the first time she met Arthur, the class grades student council rep she didn’t say a word for the first two hours!
This brings us back to now.
“Students you will be paired up with a senior for the next week for your assignment, you are to learn about them and join with them in their weekly activities starting today. Both the seniors and you will be giving in a report at the beginning of next week so I expect you to do your best and work co
Will you become my territory? (ScotlandXReader)Okay, just a little something I had stuck in my mind.Will you become my territory? (ScotlandXReader)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
So will you say yes or no? :3
Leave your answer in the comments, depending on which I shall make two endings you know. First time I tried alternate endings, so I don't know whether it'll suck or not.
This is dedicated to all the Scotland fans out there!! (Myself included .)
Anyways I hope you enjoy :3
The alarm startled you awake which in turn made you fall out of bed. "Talk about a rude awakening..." you muttered to yourself, scratching your head. Looking at the clock though you froze.
How, how can it be so late? I set the alarm didn't I? Your panicked thoughts screamed in your head. You grabbed the alarm clock and looked at it, shit you'd set it on the second alarm, the one you use for sleeping in.
Great, you were hosting the world conference but you couldn't go looking like this. And you so wanted to impress the rest of the nations, as you had onl
Dual Purpose: Scotland x ReaderSCOTLAND X READER: DUAL PURPOSEDual Purpose: Scotland x Reader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The waiting room was freezing cold. A handful of people were huddled in a corner like Eskimos round a fire, bundled up with heavy jackets and wool shawls. Another couple were hunched over in their chairs, asleep. All were silent, breathing, and barely existing.
A trembling mass of fabric was curled up on one of the seats. It was sniffling and a red nose tip poked out of one of the folds. Suddenly, the whole bundle shot up. The blushing nose tip was now accompanied by rosy cheeks and red rimmed eyes.
(Name) coughed into the sleeve of her oversized, deep garnet army overcoat. The sound jerked the man a row before her awake and he glared at her before turning away. She sunk into the warmth of the coat. Her feet marched her through the row where her seat was, over and over. Every step was echoed by the soft squeak of her boots and her coughs.
"Will you please sit?" the man she'd awoken grumbled.
She mumbled an apology and reclaimed her seat. Bo