How to Love (Arthur x Reader) 1
A certain blond male yawned while walking directly to the counter where a dark-haired bartender stood shaking up a mixture for a customer who was waiting in front of him. Catching a glimpse of the newly arrived guest, Kiku turned to greet him with a smile. "Konbanwa Arthur-san." He greeted slightly bowing down. "Good evening Kiku." He replied sitting down beside a sandy blond American. "Arthur, dude! Good to see that you're back here!" The male practically glomped at him until he dodged at the last minute.
"The usual one please." Arthur ordered rubbing his eyes underneath his glasses. "Whoa dude, you got some serious eye bags." Alfred commented seeing dark sacks forming under the British man's eyes. He squinted his eyes at the comment. He wore the glasses for the reason that no one would see it but it was useless when it comes to the cheeky American. "I haven't gotten much sleep lately." He confessed resting his head on top of his folded hands. "There were a lot of document
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"What happened between you and _______________?"
Arthur glanced sideways in his seat with an annoyed expression. "Just wait a moment here you git. When you said 'we' on the phone, you didn't mean 'we' as in you, me and these two did you?" He asked pointing at the two men who sat on either side of him. "When one of the Bad Touch Trio says 'we', it indirectly addresses all of us." Francis replied as the albino Prussian nodded in approval. "Now moving on, what happened between you and _______________?" The Brit took a deep breath. "Nothing happened between us." He answered bluntly to the Spaniard.
"Look mi amigo, _______________ is under our care. If something happens to her and her papito finds out, we'll all be dead." The brunette whispered when a middle-aged man passed by eyeing them awkwardly. "'Papito?' You mean she doesn't have a mother?" Antonio silently cursed himself at the revelation he just told them. "She does. I just saw her a few months ago in the bar with another
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Note: The chapter will start by the part where Antonio took Arthur away from Reader (F U KNW WAT I MEAN xD)
_______________’s (e/c) orbs watched as the two disappeared down the hallway. Immediately she turned to the door about to twist the knob open until a sudden sentence passed by her mind. Something they discussed the other day? Curiosity getting the best of her, she looked once again by the hallway where she last saw them. A little eavesdrop wouldn’t hurt… She thought to herself before walking away from the door.
“…do you mean? Is this about Clementine? I could fire her if that’s what it takes.” The girl stopped her footsteps by the slightly opened door and listened to the conversation that was going on. “No, that’s not it.” She identified the accent as that of Antonio’s. Were they talking about her? “You’re her first love.” Her eyes widened. He just told Arthur tha
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_______________'s (e/c) eyes slowly opened to the sound of her phone ringing. Getting up, she made her way to where her phone was charging and checked the caller I.D.
Thinking that it was urgent, she pressed the answer button. "Hello Francis?"
"Allo mon cherie~ Did you sleep well?" The Frenchman asked on the other side of the phone. "I did, thanks. Is there something wrong? You don't normally call me unless it's urgent." She rubbed her eyes to remove the morning dust. It was the third time that he called her. The first was for her acceptance on the audition, the second one was for her first meeting with the other singers and members, now… "Ah, yes. _______________ can you come to the bar right now? We're going to have a meeting." He stated making her confused. "A meeting?"
"Oui~ It's a… Something very important to discuss among us." A feeling shivered up and down her spine when she heard Francis's statement but shook it off. "Sure. I'll just get ready.
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The next day
"Whoa now Arthur, ch-chillax, you're creeping me out." The American cried at the messy blond haired male who wouldn't let go of his grip on his jacket. "Don't you tell me to 'chillax' Alfred! Why didn't you tell me she doesn't know anything about doing it?! Because of you I made a fool of myself!" He shouted shaking the poor man as if he was shaking a pair of maracas. "It would have been more amusing that way mon ami~" A French man with long hair stated with a smile. "Shut it frog-face! Wait…" He paused having a thought come over his mind. "YOU SET THIS UP DIDN'T YOU!?" He pointed accusingly at one of the owner of the bar. "Ugh! I should have known!" He complained releasing a rather dizzy Alfred.
"And besides, you should be showing us how you can hook up innocent little frau."
"Si~ It will be very entertaining~"
The Brit looked at the trio with a death glare. "I. Will. Kill. You." He threatened as the back door was opened in a rather rapid motion. "Good mo
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_______________ looked up at the ceiling of her room, seeing the constellations coming from her night light as they kept on moving around. But it didn’t give her the comfort it usually gave every night.
‘It only means that Arthur is your first love.’
She shut her eyes trying to get the sleep she desperately needed and to forget everything that happened earlier before the trio accompanied her back to her apartment. Darn it! She thought placing the blanket over her face.
~*~*~*~*~*~Le Awesome Flashback with Prussia!~*~*~*~*~*~
“‘F-First… Love…?’” The (h/c) girl asked feeling her face burn up. “What do you mean? I couldn’t possibly…” Antonio, Gilbert and Francis became concerned at her reaction. “Is something wrong about it frau?” The albino showed full worry in his voice. _______________ hesitated to tell them. She didn’t know how to put her thoughts into words.
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Groaning, your held your head in your hands as you sat up from the hard stone your body was laying on.
It felt like...you fell there somehow. There were a few bruises on your back, and your elbows.
Taking your hands from your head, you examined them slowly.
Seeing three scratches in a line down your left arm, you gasped.
From all the time you speant studying the paranormal, you knew that was a mocking of a trinity.
It was demonic. Bad sign.
And, you were getting a bad aura from this place you were in.
Looking around yourself, there was only a pathway made of dark stone. Like you fell on.
Then...a black abyss. It was like the gateway to Hell your mother told you about before she shuned you away.
Because people weren't supposed to talk to the deceased. They're humans, too.
You could understand because your mother didn't know...but if something isn't acknoweaged, it hurts.
Like how us in the living world yearn for that perfect someone.
The deceased just want someone to talk to!
The only way EnglandxReader"...And that's the only way that you will get (y/n) to confess her love to you!" Alfred screamed into the phone.The only way EnglandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I-I don't know Alfred! That seems a little bit extreme..." Arthur said nervously, fingers tangling themselves in his hair.
"Dude, she won't confess otherwise! Come on, when have I ever been wrong?"
"Exactly. That's why IM THE HER-"
"I GET IT YOU BLOODY GIT!"
Arthur swiftly hung up and sighed.
'is this really the only way?'
Only one way to find out.
~~~SUPER TIME SKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY FRANCEY PANTS! Honhonhonhonhonho-GET OUT OF MY STORY YOU GIT!~~~
You plopped down on your bed with a deep sigh. What a long day! You spent the day cleaning your house because your mom is so OCD with the way she wants things done. Your phone started ringing, loud and annoyingly. You groaned and rolled onto your stomach, stretching to reach your phone.
"Hello?" You said, annoyance obvious in your voice.
"*huff* *huff* (Y-Y/N)!!!" you heard an obnoxious American at the other end screa
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Old, New Valentines.
The sunlight was seeping through the curtains like piercing beams of light, Sign that it was time to get up and start a brand new day.
But not only the sun woke you, Sudden clanking and cussing was heard loudly from downstairs.
In the Kitchen.
"Arthur...?" You said as you turned over, expecting to see your husband laying next room you in bed.
You we're only welcomed by the coldness of a half made bed.
You stood up from the bed with a frown. "Where on earth..." you said before a loud growl was heard.
"Agh you bloody-!"
No old man like him would be that angry in the morning by himself.
You sighed thirdly before waking to your dressing table to retrieve your nightgown before walking out the door and down the stairs.
"Arthur dear... What's going on?" You asked drowsy, missing the warmth of your bed already as you approached the kitchen slowly as you walked down the stairs.
"___!" Arthur gasped. "What
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Caught In the Rain
"Oh come on," you said to your backpack as you looked through the pockets one more time. You zipped up your backpack's pockets and sat against the door. "Why today," you asked yourself, banging your head on the door softly. "Why did I have to forget my key on the only day this week it rains?" You turned your head towards the road and sighed.
On your way home it was lightly raining, but too many drops to be a sprinkle. Now, after 5 minutes of searching through your backpack, it was raining hard, almost pouring.
You sat up and sent a text to your father with the problem at hand.
Daddy... I'm in a situation..
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“A-Achoo!” Came the loud noise as you sneezed, sitting up and holding a tissue to your nose as you sniffed. You groaned and crumpled up the paper napkin, tossing it at the trashcan against the wall, and as per usual, missing. You glared at it with red eyes from your place in the bed, the white tissue seeming to defy you as it landed on the carpet.
“….Arthuuuuuuur!” You whined, turning to face the open bedroom door, wiggling around and sitting up so that your back was against the frame of the bed. Tucking your blankets in at your waist and wrapping up in your house-robe again, you pouted at the doorway until your blonde companion showed up in it.
“(Y/N), what.” He grumbled, crossing his arms and giving you a half-hearted, disappointed look with those pretty green eyes. You crossed your arms and looked back with your (E/C) ones, mimicking him in a childish way.
Stand In the Rain (EnglandXReader)You sprinted through the deserted streets, the ominous clouds promising rain matching your dark, unpredictable mood. Your sneakers pounded the pavement, the sound and the sensation overpowering any other thoughts that could cloud your mind. You felt like nothing could catch you, but as the saying goes, you can’t run away from your problems.Stand In the Rain (EnglandXReader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You paused in the middle of the road, panting heavily, hands on your knees. The first few drops of rain tainted the even tone of the asphalt, and slowly the memories came back to you, each one adding new weight to your soul.
Practically tearing into your jean pocket, you unwound your iPod and jammed the earbuds in, randomly selecting a song without really looking at the title. You just wanted to forget, to get away, anything. But the first hauntingly beautiful notes did anything but that. The rain fell faster.
She never slows down.
You never did. With everything that had happened, slowing down simply wasn’t an option anymore.
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England x Reader
There was a loud banging noise that you presumed was the front door; boisterous stomping down the hallway and incoherent words were thrown around as your husband dropped his suitcase on the kitchen table. There were dark circles forming under his eyes and stress lines were more apparent on his pale face.
He slumped into his armchair in the living room and began unraveling the newspaper that he picked up from the driveway, you on the other hand, were standing in the kitchen as all of the commotion happened, worried for your husband as his mood grew more sour each day.
You wanted to help, but you hadn't the slightest clue as to why he was so upset. He never complains about work, his brother Alfred hasn't bothered you two in a while, hell, he just got a raise!
"So, what's the big deal grumpy-butt?" you asked as you leaned on the back of his armchair. Arthur sighed distastefully and flipped the page of his newspaper saying,
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"Ohonhon~Angleterre did you hear about our new junior officer joining today?" Francis, Officer Arthur looked up at his biggest annoyance.
Rolling his eyes he said, "I don't care. Go annoy him instead."
"Don't you want to take the rookie under your wing, maybe take him to dinner?"
"For the last time you bloody frog, I'M NOT GAY!" shouted Arthur grabbing the Frenchman by the tie.
Francis just laughed. "Oh really?"
Arthur just groaned and let go of his coworker's tie, "Just leave me alone I don't have time to deal with you today."
"Ohonhon~ fine then. But you know it's only a matter of time before you come crawling to me to-."
"GO AWAY!" England shouted scaring Francis off. He huffed. Mixing business and his personal life was not something he did or ever intended to. Matters of the office should stay outside the home. Or at least that was his policy until he saw you.
You walked in quietly, but still people turned their heads as you walked by. (h/l) (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes. You were beau
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You shivered as you walked down the cold streets of your town. Gosh, you hated it when it was this cold. You understood that it would be cold today, but not in the negatives!!
You hugged your coat closer to you and sighed, looking at how your breath became visible in the cold, frosty air. You wished that you have brought your scarf with you, but almost being late for meeting with your friend Alfred, you have forgot to put it on. So there you were now, walking back from his house, in the freezing weather.
‘Why did I even go to his house anyways…?’
You flipped through the channels on your TV. Again, there was nothing interesting on, as usual. You sighed and leaned your head back and stared up at the ceiling. The background of the TV show seemed like it was all in a totally different language to you. You just wished that something interesting would happen and take you away from this boredom.
Suddenly, like god had
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(Name) (l/n) was doing the dishes after dinner with her husband, Arthur Kirkland. Their two eight-month old children were playing in the living room with some of the toys their father made for them.
You sighed happily. It was such a peaceful night and you could hear the crickets chirping. You and Arthur watched the sun go down through the window above the sink. Reds, oranges, and yellows gave way to navy blue dotted with bright stars. Arthur wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his head in the crook of your neck. A happy smile made its way onto your face as his warm breath cascaded onto your neck. Suddenly, an idea made its way into your head and your happy smile vanished, leaving a devious one in its place.
Taking the hose from the sink, you smirked and sprayed your unsuspecting husband in the face. A looks of surprise and shock made its home on his face and he let go of your waist.
“You little-” he spluttered.
“Catch me if you can Arthur~!” you said,
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He grinned at you, "Long time no see, poppet. And why do you call me Iggy?" The green emeralds bore into you, attempting to dazzle you with their charm, but you weren't falling for it.
"You won't tell me your real name, and you're not in the books. You don't exist, and you're a crafty little greedy imbecile. So you're my little Ichabod Crane. And someday I'll trip you up with nothing more that a pumpkin and a horse." you sneered. This man was the bane of your existence. He had evaded capture for so long, you could barely stand it.
He looked at you, "Now that's just not fair, love. I'm nothing like Ichabod Crane. He's tall and lanky, and is out to steal Katrina's fortune. I'm a little on the short side, if I admit it, and I'd never do something so disgraceful. I'm like Robin Hood, I steal from the rich, to help myself, a poor soul."
You looked at him,
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"Come on, (name)." You turned and saw your brother, Prussia, running up the stairs to a big house, well more like mansion; it seems being a country had its perks, the house he shared with Germany and Austria, as you were told by your best friend Hungary. "Zis is our home. Follow me und I'll take you to your room."
You nodded and grabbed your bags and followed the white hair of your brother, leaving the blonde haired blue eyes of your other brother behind by the taxi getting the rest of his own bags. Inside looked even bigger than it did outside.
It seemed more like a hotel then a home if anything. As soon as you walked in you saw stairs that led upstairs and from there a hall way that went to either side of the house. Prussia was standing at the top of the stairs, looking down at you expectantly. You followed him and he took you down the hall to the left.
"Exactly how many rooms do you have here?" You asked.
"A lot. Leave it at zat, schwester." Prussia said and grinned.
He stopped a li
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You walked alone through the shopping district close to your home trying to get a bit of fresh air. It had been raining for almost a full week and you couldn't stand being cooped up for any length of time. Lost in your own little world you were oblivious to the many unfamiliar faces passing you on the busy street. Growing tired of being bumped into and shoved aside by the crowed of people, you moved into a less inhabited part of town and almost instantly caught sight of someone you did know. Wanting to take him by surprise, you quietly snuck behind him and when the time was right, threw your arms around his shoulders and hugged him tight.
"W-what in the world?" Not knowing it was you, England completely stopped walking and stiffened. Very slowly he began turning his head to look at you.
You greeted his curious eyes with a wide smile. "Hey there. What are you doing out here all by yourself?"
Upon hearing your voice England relaxed. "Oh, it's you. Hello th
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Why Arthur had even accepted the invitation to Alfred’s party was beyond him.
The music was deafeningly loud, his head pounded like it was being hit repeatedly by a sledgehammer, and currently he was being crushed between two fairly burly men as he tried to make his way off the dance floor.
He squirmed between them, trying to push them off, only to have them bump back with the beat of the offensively explicit music.
Instantly, he lost his footing and tumbled forward, hitting the floor roughly. He scrambled to get back up, dashing for an escape from the madness.
He wanted to leave. Now. And nothing was going to stop him. . .
Except knocking into someone considerably forcefully.
He was so focused on getting out that he wasn’t really paying attention, and when he turned the corner you collided, spilling soda everywhere and bumping heads violently.
Arthur palmed his forehead in pain, looking down at his clothes. His once white button-up shirt now
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'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
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Clap your hands, everybody!
And everybody just clap your hands!
Clap your hands, everybody!
And everybody just clap your hands!
Oh, its on again! Feliciano cheers, turning the car radio up.
You laugh. Yeah, again, you say as Arthurs voice starts to sing from the radio.
Hey, hey, Daddy, could I have some rum?
Hey, hey, Mummy, Hey, Hey, Mummy
It doesnt matter what I do, I never forget,
Since when are you so excited about their music? you ask as Alfreds voice chimes in loudly with Arthurs.
The taste of Apple Pie we had long ago in my head!
Draw a circle, thats the earth!
Draw a circle, thats the earth!
Draw a circle, thats the earth!
I am America!
Arent you excited, ________?! Were friends with them! No, wait, youre Arthurs girlfriend! Thats even more exciting! Feliciano gabbles quickly and then starts to sing along.
Draw a circle, th
Back to the past (Pirate EnglandXReader)“So that’s the situation.” You groaned, rubbing the heels of your hands into your eyes. Arthur just had to try out that new spell of his didn’t he? He should have learned by now surely that they always failed!Back to the past (Pirate EnglandXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
He’d gone and done it now though, the twerp had somehow managed to reverse time on his body and as such was back in his younger days. Unfortunately, his mind had gone as well, which meant he was stuck as a pirate captain in these modern times.
Alfred had called you, asking if he could drop the pirate off with you as he knew you had a way of dealing with Arthur. Sighing you dragged a hand through his hair. “Whatever, can you even get him over here without him slicing you up?”
Alfred gulped. “I hope so. See you soon.” With that he hung up and you threw a gaze around the room. It wasn’t that untidy, but you started straightening the place up anyway. Who knows how he would react.
“Unhand me you dog!” Arthur squir
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There was little to be said of mercy in the gutters, generally. There were not many possible words to accurately describe what horrors were witnessed, and what cruelty was so often delivered to her and those alike unfortunates who had no choice in the matter of the ways they would live, and the ways they would die.
It was a droning, painful existence.
He, on the other hand, always flawlessly looked the part of the clearly wealthy gentleman, his clothing fine and
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"How have you been, love~?" England’s voice rang through [Name]’s head, causing her to briefly shut her eyes. He asked [Name] everyday how she was feeling, almost every time he saw her. Quite frankly, it was beginning to annoy her.
Ignoring his presence, she began to walk home. The meeting today had been especially difficult to sit through; all she wanted now was to sit down on her couch and watch some mindless TV, anything to calm her stressed mind and pounding headache.
"I’m fine, England." [Name] replied casually, not giving him the satisfaction of a more elaborate answer. His smile didn’t fade; Instead he continued to ask her his daily questions.
"What are you doing now, love?"
"Not seeing that frog Francis, right?"
"Or that bloody git Alfred?"
"Your house is here, right?"
Stunned, [Name] turned to face him. She was hoping that if she kept walking past her house, he would eventually get bored with her endless wand