England x Reader: Sleep ParalysisEngland x Reader: Sleep Paralysis
Beep Beep! Beep Beep!
You jumped a little at the sudden noise of the small alarm clock that sat on the end table beside your side of the bed. You looked over at it with tired bloodshot eyes and glared at it furiously. The clock was blurry, so you rubbed your eyes to try and read what time it said. When your vision became clearer your (e/c) snapped open wide with shock.
"What..." you whispered to yourself quietly "1:00am already…?"
The bed started to shake faintly when the body beside you started to shift in his sleep. Looking over your shoulder you caught a glimpse of your fiancé Arthur Kirkland on his side facing you. Through the darkness of the room you could barely make out his face; it looked so innocent and peaceful while he slept.
The blanket you both shared covered him all the way up to his shoulders and his blonde hair was experiencing some major bed head. You smiled a little when you noticed he was drooling just a b
England x Reader - NightmaresEngland x Reader – NightmaresEngland x Reader - Nightmares2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was just after midnight on a stormy night. Explosions of thunder kept the coyotes howling through the night. Lightning illuminated your room for split seconds when the light made its way through the cracks of space between the blinds and the window frame. Wind rattled the screen in its place while it howled around the exposed walls of the room and caused the young tree outside to wave around in danger of being uprooted.
The room – your bedroom – was freezing. There were three walls exposed to the wind outside, and, being an old house, the heating unit was having a tough time keeping up with it. It was lit solely by the blue glow from the screen of your laptop. You were watching some DVDs you had found in your room to hopefully help you fall asleep faster. Instead it made you want to stay up longer.
The wireless internet had gone down hours ago. Normally you would have just gone right to bed, but the wind’s screams and the r
EnglandxReader - You're my comfort.Friendship and love should be terms away from each other, like, if you actually are best friends with someone then you can't love them romantically and if you are in a relationship with someone you can't love them in a friendly way. Is that so? That's not possible, I believe. Since Arthur and _____ were both at the same time. Sure, Arthur only acted as a friend when they were under the eyes of the French and American guys who hanged out with both of them -though, mostly Arthur-. But still, when they were only the two of them, oh dear~ He showed all his affection, even though we indeed, got a little bit shy at times but that didn't lasted long enough to make it awkward or weird.EnglandxReader - You're my comfort.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
But for the last few days, there's been something... Something unsettling _____. Something making her.. Act different. Even though she denied it, she was always looking at the girls that even dared to steal a glance at Arthur with a sad look. She always thought about how pretty the other girls were and how skinn
England x Reader - You Can Get MeArthur Kirkland sat on the couch, his legs crossed, reading the newspaper. He was enjoying the somewhat peace and quiet that was going on in the house. Alfred was sleeping in the arm chair, quietly snoring and probably dreaming about hamburgers. This gave Arthur some time to himself. However, he felt something was missing.England x Reader - You Can Get Me2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As much as Arthur loved keeping to himself once in awhile, he always knew that he couldn’t be happy without his one love; [First Name] [Last Name]. He loved everything about her. The wonderful smile she greeted him with every morning, the beautiful look in her [e/c] eyes, the way her [h/c] locks glimmered in the sun, and who could forget the adorable giggle she had? She was Arthur’s everything, and he enjoyed every moment of his day when it was spent with her.
That particular day, Arthur hadn’t been up early enough to wish [Name] good luck on her way to work. He was afraid that it would upset her as much as it upset himself. He felt as if not seeing
Stereo Hearts: England x Reader songficIf I was just another dusty record on the shelfStereo Hearts: England x Reader songfic2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else
If I asked you to scratch my back, could you manage that?
Like it read well, check it, Travie, I can handle that
You opened up the window, sticking out your head to find the source of the music. It had streamed into your ears late at night, and you had finally broken down to try to find its source. Stereo Hearts by Gym Class Heros drifted towards you, making you smile. Another voice called your name, "_____?" You looked down onto your back lawn to see Arthur Kirkland. In his grasp, held high above his heads, was a big old fashioned stereo. Your eyes widened.
It was cheesy as hell. It was classic. It was... Arthur. You grinned wider than you thought possible, and jumped out the window, scaring him half to death. But you landed on your feet, as you had done it many times before. Arthur set the boom box down and you hugged him tightly. He pulled back, taking his class ring in one h
England x Reader - I'll Always Love YouEngland x Reader - I'll Always Love You2 years ago in Romance More Like This
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!
Something stupid EnglandxReaderSo, time passed, and _____ and Arthur became closer as friends. As a result, their feelings for each other grew as well. Still, they refused to act on them. Rather than confess their feelings to each other and risk their friendship, they entered relationships with others. None of which lasted very long because it became obvious early on that they were enamored with one another.Something stupid EnglandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
It wasn't obvious to them, however. They didn't think their feelings were mutual.
Then one day they were stargazing, and it happened...
"You shouldn't worry about him. He's a loser anyway." He assured her.
"I know. I guess I just thought... he was the one."
That was a lie, of course. She cared about and loved the boy. But she didn't think he was the one. Deep down, she knew it.
"Well he wasn't, and I think you're better off."
"Listen, _______? Have you ever considered... That maybe..."
"No, it's stupid."
Arthur growled. "Fine.
England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 1Out of breath from running so far, I crashed into the hospital doors, forcing them open. Rushing up to the counter, I immediately caught the assistant's attention.England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Can I help you, sir?"
Panting and holding onto my knees for support, I managed to say, "I'm looking for ____ ____."
She checked her computer screen. "Sorry sir, but I'm afraid I can't allow you to see her. She's in surgery right now. As soon as we know anything, we'll tell you alright?"
I jerked my head up, a look of panic spreading across my face. I nodded submissively and went to take a seat in the waiting room.
-Several minutes previously-
I sighed, looking around my dirty living room. I should have expected it to end up like this after asking my neighbor, Alfred to house watch for me while I was away on a business trip, but of course, I underestimated the rowdy, loud-mouthed American's abilities to annihilate a room in just two days. I had just wanted to relax after arriving back home, but alas, I wouldn't be gett
EnglandxReader: The LetterEngland x ReaderEnglandxReader: The Letter2 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
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 Stage2 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
England x Reader: A Pirate's PastArthur KirklandEngland x Reader: A Pirate's Past2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You rummaged through the mountains of cardboard boxes that didn't look like they had been touched for a lifetime; this room was filled with several centuries worth of English history and yet Arthur had never once even hinted to its existence. Every box, every item in this room held a story, and you loved stories. So far you had found what appeared to be a floor plan for the original Globe Theatre, a black and white photograph of Arthur standing outside of Buckingham palace dressed as one of the soldiers that never smile, and a rather official-looking letter from none-other than Queen Victoria herself! Just as you were beginning to wonder if anything hidden in in this place wouldn't interest you, a large cluster of pale feathers caught your eye; wasting no time in uncovering the object, you were left holding an expensive looking hat. You grinned, admiring your reflection in an ancient mirror before revealing the remaining contents of the box that the ha
EnglandxReader: Cleaning Day I opened my eyes blearily as my alarm started beeping loudly. I reached over and pressed the dismiss button. The sun was peeking over the tree tops and shining right in my face through the window. I groaned, closing my eyes and turning onto my side. It’s Saturday, I thought dejectedly. I sighed and sat up, trying to rub sleep out of my eyes and straightening my tank top. I looked over at my boyfriend and couldn’t help but laugh. His hair was a total mess, even worse than usual, and he was drooling slightly. Playing Super Mario Brothers last night must have worn him out.EnglandxReader: Cleaning Day2 years ago in Romance More Like This
This is gonna be fun, I thought as I traced a solitary finger down his bare back. I carefully slid out of bed and snuck over to his side. I crouched down, grinning to myself, and pounced!
“Wake up sunshine!” I yelled as I landed perpendicularly across him. Now, one thing about Arthur. He’s most definitely not a morning person, so being woken up s
EnglandXReader: Never Felt Better"Ugh…for the love of God, someone kill me already!" you groaned loudly, watching the contents of your stomach flush away from sight. Still hunched over the toilet, you snatched the box of tissues above you and spat in them, trying to wipe away as much of the foul taste as possible. Once you flushed those away you rose shakily to your feet, trying not to pass out right then and there. Slowly making your way to the sink you grabbed a paper cup and rinsed out your mouth, trying not to swallow.EnglandXReader: Never Felt Better2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I feel so much like crap," you complained, staggering out the door and back to your bedroom. You were going to crawl back into bed and hide under your covers, but tripped over your emergency puke bucket and instead flopped down face first. With a moan you slowly pushed yourself up, but collapsed on your side, exhausted.
"Gosh dang it…stupid window. Why are you open?" you said to no one in particular when you looked through the glass and immed
Life is Perfect- Ill!Reader X England_______ shifted her body, cuddling closer to her beloved's chest. Her eyes fluttered closed as she savoured the reassuring warmth of Arthur's body, the scent of rain clinging to his porcelain skin as his slender arms twined tighter around her. Not a sound could be heard save for the ticking of the clock, and perhaps the crackling of the Englishman's radio as the sounds of a sweet love-song emanated from the speakers. _______ let herself dream, pensive and thoughtful as the idle wanderings of her subconscious became slightly more intense. It had been a long day for certain, being ill wasn't much of a consolation either, and it was a welcome thing to dream and slumber.Life is Perfect- Ill!Reader X England2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Arthur glanced down through half-lidded emerald eyes, observing his sleeping lover. A tender ink-stained hand caressed her face for a moment, ghosting over her warm skin as the Englishman felt her temperature. A fond smile appeared for a moment, soon turning worried when he realised that things weren't improving. Bundling
England x Bubbly! Reader - Tea LoveEngland x Bubbly! Reader - Tea Love2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Arthur Kirkland's home was very beautiful, especially the green and bedecked parlor
where you were now. The owner of this lovely place was sitting in a small, green chair, trying to ignore you.
"What you got there, Arty?" You asked for the third time in the last two minutes.
The blonde sighed, and looked up at you, weariness plastered on his face.
"My tea, (y/n). Why are you asking, love?" You giggled, your (h/c) hair moving in front of your face.
"It smells weird, Arty."
He exhaled, and was about to take another sip as you leaned in real close.
Arthur set his tea down with a clank.
"(y/n), why are you..."
"Can I make you some tea?" You asked, bouncing on your heels in front of him.
He just stared at you, a surprised expression on his face.
Should he? No, you could set fire to the house...but it could get rid of you, he realized.
"D-do you know how to make it?"
You shook your head, an innocent smile resting on your lips, your (e/c) eyes shining
from the sunlight that had filtered throu
Shakespearean Quotations (EnglandXReader)Browsing the books on the library shelves, words and couplets and sonnets swirling around your mind as your brain tried to make sense of the required reading. As a freshman in college aiming to become a biologist, being forced to take a semester of Shakespeare of all things seemed like a complete waste of your valuable time. It also didn’t help that nothing made an ounce of sense to you.Shakespearean Quotations (EnglandXReader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Your eyes fell upon a collection of nicer-quality paperbacks nestled amongst the thick hard covers, bright colors and bold titles identifying them as some of Shakespeare’s more popular works. Upon closer inspection you realized that they weren’t necessarily books at all, but manga volumes.
This was the perfect solution! You would still be reading the actual plays, but the drawings would put them into context and all of your problems would be solved! You withdrew Romeo and Juliet, the play you were supposed to read this week, and began to walk away, but an accented voiced stoppe
Tell Me You Love Me [ England x Reader ]Tell Me You Love Me [ England x Reader ]2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"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
EnglandXReader- Birthday SurpriseTomorrow was your 16th birthday, you will have nothing to do tomorrow because your friends are busy after school, even if it was a Friday night. You wanted to gather the courage to ask your crush somewhere but are too shy, even if he is your childhood friend. So you get in your pajamas and sleep..EnglandXReader- Birthday Surprise2 years ago in Settings More Like This
The next morning you get dressed up and go to school. You get through your first 4 classes and go to lunch. You notice England is over there and walk up to him, with your heart racing you manage to say his name. "A-Arthur!"
He turns around to face you and waves. "Oh Hi ______. I was just going to look for you..Happy Birthday."
"Thanks... Anyway... why were you looking for me?" You reply trying to not blush.
"Well I wanted to know if you are busy around 5?" England puts his hands on the back of his neck trying to act cool.
"I'm actually not, since everyone else seems to be busy.." You sigh lightly trying to be calm.
"Then come to my house at 5, I will have a surprise for you." England nods and
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?!Writer's block- EnglandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
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?"
England x Reader: Date a Nation “And who is the lucky first pick?”England x Reader: Date a Nation2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Arthur.” You felt like fainting. You got to go on a date with England! He could be a little strange at times, but he also had pretty eyes and an amazing accent.
“Arthur, get out here. Your lady is waiting for you!” Alfred shouted into the microphone. Alfred winked at you and you couldn’t help giggling.
“Bloody American.” Arthur mumbled as he led you out of the room. You patted his arm reassuringly as you laughed.
“So, what did you have planned for our date?” You asked as the two of you reached the parking lot.
“Well, I’m staying close by so I thought we could walk to my place. I could make tea and scones for us once we get there.” He sounded happy as the two of you walked. It seemed you would be passing through the shopping d
EnglandxReader Gone Away 1“(Name)” Arthur looked into those beautiful (e/c) eyes he loved so much.EnglandxReader Gone Away 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Yes?” You smiled at Arthur.
“I love you.”
“I love you too Arthur.” You beamed at him, his lips drifting lightly across yours.
Arthur bit back tears. He had tried to stop the memories that overwhelmed him, but they just kept coming.
You twirled through the field, your white dress flowing out about you. You looked so happy.
Arthur chased after you, laughing.
“You can’t catch me!” you teased.
“Want to bet love?”
Arthur caught up to you and tackled you, pinning you under him. You laughed in pure delight. He picked a small flower and threaded it in your hair, wishing the moment would never end.
Arthur walked slowly over the dead autumn leaves, coming up on a low black gate. The wild flowers he carried rustled as he pushed through.
“It’s like a fairy tale.”
“What is, love?”
England x Reader: Stormy WeatherShivering, you rushed down the sidewalk, eyes fixed on your shoes. You should have known better than to visit England without an umbrella; after all, the land was known for having a plethora of rain. But it was sunny earlier, you begrudgingly thought to yourself.England x Reader: Stormy Weather2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Finally, you stopped to catch your breath, panting as you glanced at your surroundings. Much to your horror, you couldn't recognize any of them, and to make matters worse, it was getting late. The sky, previously a light grey colour due to the storm, was now a shade of jet. Your (favourite colour) jacket no longer provided any warmth for you, droplets of water dripping from the sleeves.
"Excusez-moi, mademoiselle, but are you lost?" asked a concerned voice.
Startled, you looked up with wide (eye colour) eyes to see a man with wavy, blonde hair standing before you, a black umbrella protecting him from the downpour. His blue eyes looked worried, but being that he was a stranger, you couldn't help but instinctively
Thunder and Tea, EnglandxReader You huddled into the far corner of your couch, wrapping the blanket that was already hung around your shoulders even tighter around you. You closed your eyes and listened as rain pelted harshly against the sides of your house. You let out a quiet breath, shivering still despite the blanket around you.Thunder and Tea, EnglandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Suddenly a large rumble of thunder shook the entire house, making your eyes fly open and a small squeak of surprise leave your lips. It wasn’t that you were afraid of storms, no that was too predictable for your tastes. It was just that the thunder had been getting closer and closer to the house for the past half hour, and it seemed that the storm had just caught up with you.
The light from the kitchen suddenly clicked off and you heard footsteps approach you. You smiled as you felt a pair of soft lips press themselves to your temple and for a moment you were able to forget about the storm as a warm teacup was pressed into your hands. Looking up, you found the very familiar fa
EnglandxReader::The Small ThingsThe Small ThingsEnglandxReader::The Small Things2 years ago in Drama More Like This
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,
~White Christmas~ *Husband!England X Wife!Reader*~White Christmas~~White Christmas~ *Husband!England X Wife!Reader*2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
*Husband!England X Wife!Reader*
‘Drabble #3 from ‘All I want for Christmas’ series’
The young couple walked hand in hand,a big smile plastered onto her features,as his was more shy,still giving an happy allure to his handsome face.
The capital city of England was painted in dull greys and couloured blacks as it always had been,the atmosphere humind and holding something of that disgusting mold aroma which caused foreigners to scrunch their noses - as the inhabitants of the said country were already used to it.
The illuminating posts gave off pale yellow rays which danced on the paved streets,the female`s delicate steps almost inaudible as she snaked her arm around her green eyed husband`s to catch some of the warmth his body always held.
(Name) had always been clingy towards people – but when it came to Arthur,the boundaries of her clinginess were not to be surpassed by any human alive.Though he had found it annoying a