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.
"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
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 Stage4 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
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
EnglandXReader: Operate“Dance Poppet, Dance.”EnglandXReader: Operate4 years ago in Romance More Like This
He felt like he was on top of the world. His mind was soaring; his heart pounded heavily in his chest with excitement and power. And she was the source of it all. He watched as she pirouetted across the dark tile floor, her feet gliding across the tiles as if it wasn’t even there. Her arms fell around her body gracefully as they swayed to the imaginary music in her head. Her simple white dress flowed around her, the fabric billowing out from her waist, gently twirling around her spinning legs. The blue bow that was wrapped around her (h/l) (h/c) hair chased behind her as she teetered back and forth. She was merely a blur of colors. Pink, blue, white.
_________’s eyes caught hold of Arthur’s as her body took to another spin. Her eyes shined brightly, their deep (e/c) color sparkling, immediately pulling Arthur in. She was the embodiment of innocence and simplicity and it made Arthur all the more eager to touch her.
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 Gift3 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
HetaliaxReader- Airport- England"_____!" yelled a familiar, British voice, "_____, over here!"HetaliaxReader- Airport- England4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You turned to find Arthur running up to you, a brown paper bag in hand.
"Arthur!" you grinned, holding your arms out for a hug. He squeezed you tight, letting you bury your face in his shoulder and snuggle close to him, "I missed you…" you whispered as you tilt your head up to look into his brilliant green eyes.
He chuckled, kissing the top of your head, "I missed you too, duckling. I brought some scones with me, though, a little welcome home gift. I worked all day making them so I hope you like them." Arthur presented the brown paper bag to you, smiling expectantly.
"O-Oh… Yeah. Thanks, Arty. That's real nice of you." You took the sack from him and take out one of the scones, taking a delicate nibble of it and scrunching up your nose at the taste. "These are great, honey." You told Arthur, "Your best ones yet!"
"I'm so glad you think so, Love! I made us a whole meal for dinner to go with them, too!" He beamed at you, as ha
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
~Too late~ *Doctor!England X Foreign!Reader*~Too late~~Too late~ *Doctor!England X Foreign!Reader*4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
*Doctor!England X Foreign!Reader*
'For so many nights I have been hearing the rain
I have been hearing the substance flow
I feel cold and my thoughts lead me
To the lacustrine homes.'
The rain was falling heavily outside,hitting the windows with a brutal force.It had been raining for the past weeks and the ground didn't even have the chance to absorb the big amount of water.A sickening mold smell invaded the atmosphere,causing the passers to scrunch their noses in disgust.
Some didn't even bother to acknowledge the presence of the strange smell,it was as if it was supposed to be there.
It was cold and the capital city of England was enveloped in blacks and coloured greys,only here and there a small point of white or dark blue.
People were passing by with their umbrellas.They were just moving mases,doing what they had to do,mechanically dragging their feet across the paved streets.
The pale yellow lights emanatted by the lightposts gave the city an eerie feelin
AustraixReader- Baby It's Cold Outside"I had a great time tonight, Roderich! Thank you for inviting me over… But I should really get going." You smiled at your Austrian friend, touching him lightly on the arm.AustraixReader- Baby It's Cold Outside3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Are you sure you can't stay a little bit longer, _____? I was just about to open a new bottle of wine…" Roderich looked pleadingly at you from behind his wire rimmed spectacles.
"Well, I'm supposed to go to my mother's house for dinner this evening… She'll worry."
Roderich took your hand in his, running his thumb along your palm soothingly, "Just a few minutes more…" he pleaded, purple eyes seeming to grow about a thousand times larger.
"My father will start pacing and… you know how he gets."
Roderich nodded, "If you must leave… But at least sit with me a moment by the fire… It's so cold out there."
You bit your lip, thinking. You glanced over to the crackling fire and the bottle of red wine glinting deliciously on the little coffee table, "Oh… Alright. Maybe for just a little while."
Roderich's face lit up with joy
SpainxReader- HeartstringsYou watch as the fingers of Antonio's right hand move smoothly across the metal strings of the guitar. His left hand moves back and forth, using his pick to strum the beautiful Spanish guitar. His forest green eyes are closed and he is completely enveloped in his instrumental magic. You listen intently to every sound, loving the music even though you couldn't even begin to comprehend how to play a guitar yourself. You close your eyes, swaying along with the sounds of the guitar. After a minute or so, it fades away and the world is strangely silent. You open (e/c) eyes to see Antonio staring at you, smiling ever so slightly.SpainxReader- Heartstrings3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Did you like the music, chica?"
You nod silently, too embarrassed knowing he was watching you swaying along as he played the guitar to speak.
"Do you know how to play?"
You shake your head.
"Would you like to learn?"
You nod emphatically, eyes bright with anticipation.
Antonio laughs, making your heart soar. "Alright then." He pats the ground next to him, "Come her
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
Gift - England x Reader - Working for ChristmasGift - England x Reader - Working for ChristmasGift - England x Reader - Working for Christmas3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was Christmas Day, and you were relaxed in your comfiest chair. You were cuddled up in a Snuggie and your favorite flannel pajamas, watching a DVD you had been sent in the mail from your grandmother for Christmas. Beside you were a few books and your cell phone. This was your first year being alone for Christmas. Before, you had always had your parents, but now that you had moved out of town to live on your own and couldn't afford to drive all the way to their house, you were enjoying your Christmas quietly.
"I wonder how Christmas breakfast went..." you said quietly, thinking of the feast of pancakes, waffles, muffins, and so much more your mother and grandmother always made. You used to help, but that year you weren't there to.
You sighed and turned back to your little TV. You were happy as long as you had your books and computer, but you hadn’t realized how lonely it could get sometimes. It probably didn’t help that you
England x Reader: A Christmas Eve Kiss~It was Christmas eve and snowflakes fell softly, drifting down from the black, winter night sky. The street light illuminating each individual flake, also causing the thick blankets of snow, still untouched, unmarked, to glimmer ever so slightly. Laying in your cozy bed, you watched this for a while peacefully till suddenly your cellphone vibrated from the desk beside you. You reached out an arm tiredly, snatching it in one fluid movement and, ignoring the contact name, opened your new message.England x Reader: A Christmas Eve Kiss~3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You giggled to yourself, rolling your eyes and immediately replying.
Well no dip. What can I say? That's what you get for asking Alfred to fix your furnace!
Your reply came quickly.
Ugh that git! Don't even know what I was thinking when I asked him! That's what I get for trying to save money...
Sighing, you rolled onto your other side. As the guilt began to settle in, you typed up a short message and stared at it nervously. Before you
EnglandXReader MistletoeTaking the brownies out of the oven, you put them on the counter. You grabbed a knife and carefully cut them into pieces. You walked to the dish cupboard and took a plate out to put the brownies on. Once they were on the food table, everything was in place. The party won't start for another half hour or more, so you decide to make some tea and save the fruit punch and pop for the guests.EnglandXReader Mistletoe3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A few minutes after you made your tea the door decided to finally ring. You set the tea down and walked over to the door, your dress swaying and your face bright. Opening the door you saw Alfred, Matthew, Francis, and your longtime crush, Arthur Kirkland. They all held neatly wrapped and very colourful gifts in their hands, ready for their Secret Santa person to open.
"Hello! You guys sure are early, not that it's a bad thing. Please, come in." You waved your hand to the inside of the house. They eagerly stepped in, releasing Jack Frost's grip on them. You told and showed them where the food and drinks
APH Fanfic: EnglandxReader- Cat (The Sequel)"Arthur, have you seen my other shoe?" you asked, holding the left shoe of your favorite pair of flats up for him to see. You were trying to get ready for work, but you just couldn't seem to find the other shoe and you were feeling rather frazzled.APH Fanfic: EnglandxReader- Cat (The Sequel)4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Arthur, who was seated at your little table, skeptically raised one of his impressive eyebrows over the top of the newspaper. "What on earth makes you think I would know where it is?"
You sighed impatiently. "Turning into a cat doesn't make you invisible, you know," you told him.
Arthur frowned, his eyebrows drawing together in irritation. "What're you talking about, -name-?"
Starting to feel irritated yourself you put a hand on your hip and raised an eyebrow of your own. "Two words: cat hair."
Arthur suddenly blushed a brilliant shade of pink. "I believe it's under your bed," he replied, before very purposefully hiding behind the paper.
"Thanks!" you said and, wit
Gift: The Language of Flowers: England x ReaderGIFT: ENGLAND X READER: THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERSGift: The Language of Flowers: England x Reader4 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
FrancexReader-RainYou splashed through a big puddle as thunder rumbled over head. You shivered, wrapping your arms around yourself. You couldn't believe you'd gotten yourself stuck out here in the rain! It had been such a nice day when you had decided to take your German shepherd, Hercules, out on a walk. But soon enough it had begun to pour and now you were outside in the freezing cold in the evening without a rain jacket. You stumbled along the sidewalk, Hercules following closely at your heels, whining. You blinked, covering your eyes as the bright headlights of a car flashed by. You blinked some more. The lights had not gone away. Did the car just stop?FrancexReader-Rain4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You took your hand away from your eyes and were shocked to find a beautiful silver Porsche parked in front of you. The window rolled down smoothly and a long haired, blonde and blue eyes young man with a hint of stubble on his chin looked at you.
"Cherie, did you get stuck out in zhe rain?" He asked you in an amazingly heart melting French accent.
Punk!England X Reader: Christmas PresentThe window glass was fogged, a thin layer of frost crowded in the corners of the window pane as it overlooked the small blurs of London at night.Punk!England X Reader: Christmas Present3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Well, morning, rather, seeing it was about a quarter till one in the morning and _(Name)_ could not seem to find any sleep in the dark, slow night. She sighed where she sat, her elbow propped up on the window sill while she sat on top of her comfortable, but lonely, mattress.
He said he would be back soon.
London was rather cold in the wintertime, especially during the night it seemed, as _(Name)_ found herself curled up, socks adorning her feet, and an over sized sweater hanging over her figure as she brought her knees up to her chest, relaxing as she watched the outside city beyond her bedroom and apartment walls.
Many nights, like tonight, _(Name)_ found herself unable to sleep and ended up wide awake at nights, watching the world go by without her.
She was sometimes too engrossed with the thought of where he might be sometimes, whe
Missed You Madly- England/ReaderArthur let a small sigh expell from between his bitten lips, sinking further into the yeilding confines of the sofa. Between ink-stained fingers he cradled an ancient book, one from a time he couldn't recall (though he doubted he'd actually want to, in retrospect). He let his pale hands ghost over the yellowed pages and faded words, drinking them in with his darkened eyes and savouring the warm evening light flooding through the window. It was fragrant and sultry, the windows thrown wide open and allowing the perfumed aroma of roses to filter through into the cozy sitting-room. The entire expanse seemed to glow gold and shades of amber, radient light spilling across the scratched leather sofa and surfaces like molten gold. The sky was littered with a few wisps of clouds, the rest like a water-colour painting in it's entirety as yellow faded to dusky pink and then to saffron orange. One graceful, languid hand swept away a shaggy fringe, Arthur's eyes flitting shut for a moment in thoughMissed You Madly- England/Reader4 years ago in Romance More Like This
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)4 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
Hetalia: England x Reader: A Rainy AnniversaryGazing through the window, you sighed, "Where has Arthur gotten to?"Hetalia: England x Reader: A Rainy Anniversary3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You see, Arthur planned a date at a café and wanted to meet there at three o'clock after work. You checked your watch, it was ten-past three. Where did the Brit run off to?
You sipped your (fave drink) you had ordered earlier, audibly sighing. It was also your three year anniversary. You knew your boyfriend was always punctual, so there had to be a good reason why he was late. Right?
Placing your chin in your hand, and resting your elbow on the table, you glanced at the café's grand wall clock. It read three twenty-five. You checked your phone, no texts or missed calls from Arthur. There was no way he would have forgotten the planned time! You were sure of this. But, even though you were so sure, why did a warm tear slide down your face?
Dark, persistent, worrisome thoughts overwhelmed you. More tears clung onto your eyes, not wanting to spill, and made your vision blurry. You tried to bl
What's in the Box- ItalyxReaderWhat was in that box?What's in the Box- ItalyxReader3 years ago in Humor More Like This
The question spun around in your head as you stared at the large, beautifully wrapped Christmas present. It had been delivered to your doorstep a couple days ago with the label 'Do Not Open until Christmas Day' in large red letters on the side. The top had been punched full of air holes but no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't figure out what was inside.
But this morning- Christmas- you would finally figure it out. You bounded down the stairs and skidded into the living room. Under the tree it sat huge bow and shiny red wrapping paper taunting you.
"You're mine now…" you grinned, advancing on the big box. You slowly, carefully removed the lid. What would be inside? A pony? A puppy, perhaps? Maybe it was a car! Though the answer to why you would get one so small or why a car would need air holes eluded you.
And then something popped out of the box, grinning happily.
"Ciao, bella!" A tall Italian with silky red locks, a blissful smile and golden eyes greeted y
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England x Blind!Sick!Reader - Rain "I love the sound of rain." you sighed dreamily from your hospital bed. You heard crumpling newspaper.England x Blind!Sick!Reader - Rain4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"It rains all the time in London." your boyfriend, Arthur, grumbled as you heard something being tossed into the plastic trashcan.
You felt the end of the bed shift and a hand on your blanketed leg. Trailing your fingers down the bed, you found the Brit's hand and grabbed it, a smile spread out on your face.
"I guess I'd like London then." you stated. He grunted in reply. You then twiddled your thumbs, "I've never actually been out in the rain."
Arthur sounded surprised, "Why's that, love?"
"It's too dangerous for me." you mumbled and played with your thin hospital blanket.
Arthur let this sink in. He had met you when he was here because his idiot brother, Alfred, broke his leg. He had walked past your bedroom and always saw you alone. No one ever came to visit. You spent your life in the hospital. Born and raised there. But Arthur was determi
Dark!EnglandxDepressed!Reader Just for YouWARNING! THERE IS BLOOD/VIOLENCE CONTENT GOING ON IN THIS...YOU HAVE BEEN WARNEDDark!EnglandxDepressed!Reader Just for You4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
please read the description? lD
People always say that high school is the best time of your life. They say that people get to live their teenage dream. Of course, this is for the people that are put on a pedestal based on how pretty they are or how cute their butt is.
So unfortunately for you, (name) (last name), high school is hell.
And here you are now, in the place that emotionally drains you from head to toe.
You sigh, rubbing your left cheek, slightly wincing in pain. Yesterday your mother was drunk with your father again. So when you asked them if you should call their work to tell them that they will be home ‘sick,’ you ended up earning a cold smack to the face for no apparent reason. Your parents have been getting drunk almost every week, making you believe that they love alcohol more than you.