EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C1
“Hey! Wait up!”
The blonde haired boy turned to look back at who had just called out to him. He was walking out of a really dingy and run down cabin. Behind him he saw a little girl about his age, just under ten years old. She had (h/l) (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes. The boy smiled at the girl.
“Hurry up slowpoke!” He said his voice thick with a British accent.
“It’s not my fault you're so fast, Arty!” The girl countered.
“Come on, (name)!”
The girl caught up to the boy, almost tripping, but before she fell the boy caught her. The girl smiled up at him, looking into his striking green eyes.
“Where are you going?” The girl asked.
“The usual spot.” He said. “Care to join me?” he gave the girl a toothy grin.
“Yes! Let’s go!” she said, grabbing the boy by the hand and pulled him along with her.
The pair sat on the ledge of the cliff together, their legs swinging in the air. T
EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C2EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C22 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was the night before your wedding day. You were standing by your open window, your chin resting in your hands. The cool wind blew back your (h/l) (h/c) hair and the curtains. White moon light spilled into the room. You were staring at the sky. When you saw what you were looking for, you blinked. You found the first star of the night. You closed your eyes.
“Star light, star bright,
First star I see tonight,
Please grant my birthday wish,
Don’t make me marry Vash.” You sang.
You looked at the sky one more time and sighed. You closed your window and retreated to bet, praying your wish would come true.
He watched as you closed your window and a small smile formed on his face. You haven’t changed one bit. You looked exactly like he remembered. Clear, beautiful (e/c) eyes and soft (h/c) hair. Oh how he longed to just take you now. But he had a better plan. A plan that involved the wedding already.
“I’ll rescue you, (name).”He wh
EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C3EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C32 years ago in Romance More Like This
You laid down in Arthur’s staring at the ceiling. You must have fallen asleep due to sheer boredom because the next thing you knew you were being shaken awake. You groggily opened your eyes and saw Arthur’s first mate, Alfred, sitting on the bed.
“Alfred?” You said your voice thick with sleep.
“So you remember my name, huh?” he said and grinned.
You got up in a sitting position. “Yeah. Why are you here?”
“Arthur asked me to keep you company.” He explained. “I guess there wasn’t enough room on the deck for a hero like me, so he sent me down here.”
You nodded. “Do you happen to be American?”
“Sure am!” He grinned, giving you a thumbs up. “How could you tell?”
“Your voice and how your so loud.” You replied.
He laughed. “Ya know, I think I'm going to like you.” He gave you a smile.
You smiled back. “The feeling is mutual.”
“Oh, by the w
EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C4EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C42 years ago in Romance More Like This
You woke up the next morning feeling well rested, thankfully. You tried to sit up when you realized that there was an arm draped across your waist. You blinked and followed the arm back to its person. You nearly screamed when you saw that it was Arthur, shirtless, sleeping next to you. You clamped a hand over your mouth from letting out your yelp and you examined the sleeping man next to you.
He looked very peaceful. Almost childlike. You also had to admit he had a pretty nice body, lean and muscular, but not too muscular, just enough to be attractive for his build. You couldn’t help but smile. Then, you mentally smacked yourself. You can't be thinking this. He kidnapped you, said he was going to take you to your real betrothed and then he practically locks you in this room and forces you to eat. You slipped out of his arm, slowly, careful not to wake him.
You couldn’t help thinking those thoughts; even if he did do all those things to you. The fact of the matter was,
EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C5EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C52 years ago in Romance More Like This
He walked away from you, inside of the ship. If you didn’t figure out why he wanted you to remember so badly, then you were either (1) running away or (2) stupider then Alfred. He sighed. He still couldn’t believe that he actually kissed you. He was so in the moment and so hurt at the same time that you didn’t remember that he just did it on impulse.
He sighed and walked past his cabin and continued down the hall. He wanted to get lost. He wanted to get lost inside of his own ship. But that was impossible. He knew this ship like the back of his hand. He knew how to get everywhere, where everything was. He ran a hand through his hair. He was going to have to apologize to you. But, he just couldn’t bring himself to do it yet, not after he just kissed you and walked away.
He clenched his fists. No. He wasn’t going to apologize. He was just going to try harder to make you remember who he is to you. Once that task was completed, he would make good
EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C7EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C72 years ago in Romance More Like This
A week has passed since you remembered Arthur and since that night. You never out right told Arthur that you loved him, only that one time when he was asleep. You weren’t quite ready to put it into words.
Since that night you continued your training with Alfred and Peter. Alfred kept grinning at you with a look that said that he knew something that you didn’t know. Though, despite the looks he gave you, you steadily improved with your sword play. Arthur even watched in a majority of the time that he wasn’t yelling at the rest of the crew to get their asses in gear.
After breakfast on the seventh day, you had gone up to go train like you normally would. Alfred had told you that he thought you were ready to face him in a match and said that today would be the day that he would put you to the test. Once you got up to the deck you saw Peter sitting on the crate that Alfred usually sat on and Alfred standing with his sword drawn at his side and looked at you with a toothy
EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C11EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C112 years ago in Romance More Like This
Two weeks. Two bloody weeks of sailing the ocean. Two weeks without so much of a hint as to where the BTT was. Arthur and his crew were on their way to Spain where Arthur assumed the BTT would be going first. He banged his hands on the rail of the ship in frustration.
Luckily, however, his wound was healing nicely. There was still a faint pain from it from time to time and he still had to keep it covered, but it was no longer bleeding or was as debilitating as it was before. All thought, it was rather annoying when the pain flared.
He had so much he needed to pay back to Gilbert Beilschmidt. He growled low in his throat and turned around, leaning back against the rail. He took off his hat and ran a hand through his messy golden blonde hair. Each day that past just got the Brit more and more frustrated, angry, and made his fuse shorter and shorter. He was reaching his wits end.
Arthur looked up to see Alfred walking over to him. "What is it?"
Alfred grinned. "We'
EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C9EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C92 years ago in Romance More Like This
Four days. It's been four days since you’ve been kidnapped and since Arthur died. Your voice still didn’t come back. It was so weird. Everything felt okay to you. Nothing hurt. You throat never hurt or anything either.
Every night your dreams were filled with terrifying visions. First, flashbacks of Arthur's death. Then total darkness and familiar voices. Your own as well as Gilbert's, Francis's, and Antonio's. Then towards the end, Arthur's voice was added to the mess. Every night it started to get clearer. First, muffled voices, barely whispers. The second night, the voices became clearer. You could only make out the tone of the voices, enough to tell who they belonged to. The third night you were able to make out what Arthur was saying. You wondered if it was the memory Arthur mentioned in passing before he…
Part of you wished it was the memory. The other part wished it was just a dream. Another part, deep down inside of you, was absolutely terrified to rememberin
EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C8EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C82 years ago in Romance More Like This
After Peter finished applying the bandages on Arthur's wound, Alfred helped him stand up and went with Arthur to assess the damage to the ship. One of the masts was broken and there were a few holes in the side of the ship and the deck.
"Damn. Fixing this is going to take weeks." Arthur muttered, a hand on his chest over his wound, and banging his other hand on the railing.
Alfred put his hand on his captains shoulder. "We'll work as fast as we can to fix the ship."
Arthur growled and stared at the horizon. "I hate to think of what the Bad Touch Trio will do to her."
"I know." Alfred said. "Me too."
Gilbert pulled you down the halls of his ship. You didn’t bother trying to memorize the turns he made. It didn’t matter. Nothing mattered any more. Nothing.
Finally Gilbert stopped in front of a door. He opened it and pushed you in.
"Zis vas your room ze last time you vere vith us." Gilbert said.
You didn’t say anything, just stood there.
EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C10EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C102 years ago in Romance More Like This
A week after Arthur and his crew met up with Vash's crew, the repairs to the ship were completed. He hoped that he would be able to take the ship of the BTT soon before you started to lose hope. He turned to look at Vash.
"They most likely decided to make a pit stop in either France, Spain, or Germany." He told the long blonde haired man.
"And what makes you so sure about that?" Vash said.
Arthur gave him a look that said You have got to be kidding me right now. But out loud he said, "I've been hunting and tracking the BTT ever since my early days as a pirate. I think I know them better than they do. Know your enemy, they say."
Vash eyes the Brit, still completely unsure if he could be trusted. Eventually, after Arthur's I'm right stare, Vash gave in.
"All right, fine. Hopefully we get (name) soon before the BTT do anything to her." Vash said.
"Yeah." Arthur muttered. I'm not going to let them lay a hand on her again, he added as an afterthought.
Another week past. Another w
EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C12EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C122 years ago in Romance More Like This
Arthur turned his head back to glare at the man who shackled his wrists.
"We had an accord, Vash." He said, his voice dripping with venom.
Vash smirked. "I only honor my deals with honorable men." He turned to one of the crew members. "Tale him and the other and lock them in cells. We set sail for Britain soon."
The crew members complied and took Alfred, Gilbert, Antonio, Francis, and Arthur away. When the initial shock of what just happened wore off, you started toward Arthur. But before you could take two steps toward the golden haired man, a pair of hands grabbed your arms, pulling you back. You turned to see one of Vash's crew members holding you back. You put on your best glare.
"LET GO OF ME!" You shouted and shook from his grasp, turning to kick him in the groin before running off to Arthur, your hand out stretched.
This time arms wrapped around your waist. Before Arthur disappear through the door, you saw him look at you with an expression of longing and anger. When he was gone
EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C13EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C132 years ago in Romance More Like This
Peter shook his head. "No. They'll need to do that part themselves. But I think you’re the only one who can get Arthur and the Bad Touch Trio to work together."
You tilt your head to the side. "Why can't we bust them out then?"
"Vash has the key."
You were silent for a moment. Then you let out a sigh, looking to the side. "I'm getting married in a week. I don't think I'll be able to get those four to work together. I can wipe away years' worth of hate in one night."
"You don’t need to make them like each other, I mean, I know you certainly won't want to see any of the Bad Touch Trio ever again after this if you can help it. They just need to work together to take down Vash and get out of here." Peter explained.
You sigh, following him through the halls that led to the cells. "I'll try. But how will we be able to get the key from Vash?"
"I'll take care of that." Peter said, smirking devilishly.
You nodded and Peter opened up another iron door, leading to the actual cells. Yo
Pirate!EnglandXReader Part 1Pirate!EnglandXReader Part 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The year was 1588 and you were just an average teenage girl. Your name was (name) (surname) and was from (country name) but you lived now in Scotland. You lived together with your two friends Tom and May. They were a bit older than you but they took care of you and helped you. They were your best friends.
"Hey (name!) wake up!" Tom said.
"YAWN! what is it?" you asked.
"Don't you know what day it is!?" May said while walking to your bed. You rolled in your bed and said "no".
"IT'S THE ANNUAL FESTIVAL!!" Tom and May shouted in unison! Now you were clearly awake.
"OM MY GOD!!! how could I forget??" You said scolding yourself.
"HAHA come on get dressed so we won't miss it" May said happily! May and Tom went downstairs, while you started to get dressed.
You chosed your (f/c) shirt with (f/c) skirt you fixed your hair and went downstairs to get some brekfast. When you were done you three walked to the town. lots of things happend everywere you turned. There was a
EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C14EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C141 year ago in Romance More Like This
Arthur sat in the corner of the cell with Alfred next to him, they looked like they were deep in conversation. If all went according to plan, then Peter should be sending one of the key guards down to check on them, thinking that the prisoners broke out. Gilbert, Francis and Antonio were pacing around the cell, waiting for the guard. Moments later, the clanging of a metal door resounded around the dungeon. Within seconds, the guard came into view.
"I knew that little brat had to have been lying." The guard said, walking up to the bars with a cocky grin. "I knew you five would never get out of here."
"Zhat's vhat you zhink." Gilbert said. "NOW!"
Antonio, Francis and Gilbert rushed the guard, wrapping their arms around him, pinning him to the bars. Gilbert had him in a choke hold, cutting off his air supply. While the three had the guard immobilized, Arthur ran up and dug through the man's pockets, searching for the key. When he found it, he nodded to Gilbert, who tightened
Pirate!EnglandxReader-Pirate Thief Ch 1You stood on the rooftop as you scanned the ocean, it wasn't blue at the moment as it was currently dark as the moon shone brightly in the sky, the stars twinkled. You frowned and then sighed as you looked around more.Pirate!EnglandxReader-Pirate Thief Ch 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
You have been on the streets for a long as you can remember, your mother died and your father was more interested in arresting pirates than you, so you had lost your home and had been living on the streets.
You had resorted to thieving as there were no options for you, you quickly learned how to use a sword and a dagger as there was little choice and no weapons meant you could end up stabbed any time.
You sighed and then shook your head, it was a miracle you hadn't been caught at all, you thought you would be rotting in prison by now. You soon sat on the rooftop as you hugged your knees, the wind blowing through your hair as you adjusted your belt which held your sword in.
Sadly there was nobody out to rob from, you did steal from a drunken man earlier, which was good as
EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C15 FINALEnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C15 FINAL1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"A-Alfred?" You murmured.
He winked at you. "I've come to rescue you again, little pirate."
Vash drew his sword and stood between you and the American. "You will not be taking her anywhere."
"I don’t think that that’s up to you." Alfred said, giving the man a cold glare as he drew his own sword. "I think the little pirate should decide for herself."
"My daughter is not a pirate!" You turned to see your mother, standing from the pew. "And she wants to stay here and marry Vash!"
You were silent. Oh how you wished you didn’t have to tell your mother the truth. You sighed and then turned to Alfred.
"Give me the sword. I have something to show everyone here." You muttered and stepped out from behind Vash and held your hand out for the sword.
"You sure you want to do this?" Alfred asked.
"I'm positive. If I get to badly cut up, take me to him, ok?"
Alfred nodded and handed over the sword. "If you're sure."
I nodded and took it. "Thank you." I turned to Vash and wielded the
Pirate!England x Reader - Protect herPirate!England x Reader - Protect her2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Wooo! My first fanfiction!!!
Please excuse me for any grammar and spelling mistakes; English isn't my first language
You walked through the streets of the small village where you were born and raised. You followed the loud voices of the people who were all assembled on a village square near the harbour. Each year the villagers celebrated the foundation of this small but beautiful island with a festival. The festival was exactly the same each year, with a market musicians and lots of dancing and singing. Today was the day of the festival and, just like you do every year, you decided to visit the market. You never really cared about singing and dancing, but you loved looking at the nicely decorated stalls and the beautiful stuff that they sold.
You stopped walking when you made it to the village square and you noticed that it wasn't as busy as usual. You remembered that, when you were young, you always had a hard time not b
Pirate!EnglandxReader~Black X~ Part 1"(Name), please put on your sun hat!" your mother shouted over her shoulder as she rummaged through the back of the wagon, searching for the rest of the water cloths (also known as beach towels). "And where are the water cloths?!"Pirate!EnglandxReader~Black X~ Part 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Next to the food basket," you sighed, pulling out your awfully large sun hat, and placing it on top of your head.
"Ahh, there, found it!" You could hear your mother's voice saying happily.
Rolling your eyes, you fixed the large hat on your head before pulling it off and growling.
"But it's annoying." you told your mother, examining it closely. "And itchy!"
"It protects your head from the sun! Be thankful you even have it!" your mother shouted back.
"Be thankful for this itchy thing?" you mumbled, wishing you could just throw it on the ground and stomp on it. "Yeah, right."
"(Name), you can choose the spot today," your father replied, setting the food basket on the ground along with another bag for the water cloths.
"Sounds wonderful," you smiled fakely, then
Her Captain's Treasure [Pirate!England x Reader]Her Captain's Treasure [Pirate!England x Reader]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Arthur, dude, you have to let us make port soon," the blonde, blue-eyed man begged the Brit that stood beside him. "Please, I'll get on my knees and beg you, but I have got to get on dry land soon."
"And why's that? Have you tired of the sea, Alfred?" Arthur asked, the annoyance in his voice making his accent sound heavier than it normally did. He looked over at his first mate, cocking a thick eyebrow at him. "Lost your sea legs?"
"Wha? No! Nothing of the sort," Alfred answered, furiously shaking his head, which sent his feather hat from his head and his glasses askew on his face. He hastily straightened them and returned to pestering his captain about docking the ship at the next town. "Come on, Arthur! We've been out seven months now! Rations are low, the men are getting restless, and I-" he paused, as if considering what he was about to say to the Brit beside him.
"You what, Alfred?" Arthur asked, still not fully turning to face him. What would have been the point? He still
EnglandXReader - Hetalia Academy 1EnglandXReader - Hetalia Academy 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
You wake up one morning in the summer to your mom shaking you awake. You groan as you sit up and rub your eyes. You look at your mother with a glare like ice for waking you up.
"Wha timesit?" you ask, groggily.
"It's time to get up, (name)." She said. "Your father and I have something we need to talk to you about."
She walks out of the room and you rub your (e/c) eyes an run a comb through your (h/l)(h/c) hair and slap on the first bit of clothing you could get your hands on. Then you head downstairs to see you parents in the kitchen siting at the counter.
"Have a seat, hun," Your father says.
"You're not telling me someone died, are you?" You ask as you take a seat at the other end of the counter, looking at your parents quizzically.
Your mother shook her head. "Actually, no. We wanted to tell you that we are sending you away. To a boarding school."
"What?! Why?!" You ask, completely confused as to why your parents so suddenly decided to send you away.
"Because, we think it would be g
Freedom: Pirate!England X ReaderFreedom: Pirate!England X Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
_______ sat upright in bed, cold sweat dripping down the side of her face. Lightning flashed purple and the booming thunder followed. She sighed and threw off the silk covers, ‘Just another damn nightmare’, she thought and walked over to her balcony window. ______ loved storms, she loved rain, she loved pretty much anything wild and free. Being the princess and heir to the throne of England, she was expected to be everything but free. It was going to be her 19th birthday in a couple of days also meaning that her stepmother was going to marry her off to some suck up noble’s son and bare children. She shuddered furiously, trying to shake that thought out of her mind.
_______ threw open the curtains to be greeted by the brightest flash of lightning and furious rain pounding on the glass, beckoning her to come outside. She looked down at herself. Wearing nothing but a sleeveless, short, cream, satin sleeping gown. Her (h/c) hair fell lazily to the small of her bac
PirateEnglandXReader- Captain Arthur KirklandPirateEnglandXReader- Captain Arthur Kirkland2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Don't ask about the picture...... :> 2 Arthurs in one picture what more do you need! But I think one of the Arthurs are dead :,<
(Name) quickly scrubbed the tables of the cafe she worked in, he faster she got this done the faster she'd get out of there. It wasn't that she hated the place or anything but that particular day she was too tired to care about a few crumbs on the table. She glanced at the last few customers of the day, the conversation loud enough for her to hear. There was a group of men quite close to them and another man had just walked in, draped in a filthy grey coat he sat hunched away from the rest.
"Ah yes, that pirate..." A few words she couldn't catch were exchanged. "Arthur Kirkland..." The men nodded.
"Urm, excuse me, who's Arthur Kirkland." (Name) asked, showing her sweet girly side of herself. The man hunched up, who was sitting away from the glanced up slightly.
"Only the most wanted pirate ov
Pirate!England x Reader ~ Deceive Her (CH 1)Pirate!England x Reader ~ Deceive Her (CH 1)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
This story is a continuation on another fanfic called Protect Her.
If you want this story to make more sense, you should probably read Protect Her first :3
(If you are to lazy for that, I start the story with a short explanation, but I highly recommend you just read the the series xD ....I'm not responsible for any spoilers )
Thanks and have fun!
You were leaning against the wooden railing of a ship, but it wasn't just a ship, it was a pirate ship. The pirate ship belonged to a man named Arthur Kirkland, who was captain of a crew which you had joined a few months ago. not because you wanted to be a pirate this badly, but you had a mission to accomplish. A few months ago an 'Evil' pirate captain had come to your village to marry one of the girls. The pirate captain chose your only friend on the village, the girl you cared most about
EnglandxReader: Family MorningsEnglandxReader: Family Mornings2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You smiled as you sat up in bed. Pulling the sheets closer to your body you looked over at your sleeping husband. He was snoring. Mouth hanging open, drooling on the pillow.
Brushing a bit of hair out of his face you leaned down and kissed him gently on the cheek. You always got up this early to make him tea and breakfast before he woke up. Slipping out of bed you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist.
He was trying to pull you back in his sleep. Gingerly you disentangled his arms from you and slipped on your bathrobe.
You made him his tea and some eggs and toast.
Mama, a little voice from the kitchen whispered. You turned to see Matthew.
What is it baby?
Matthew was holding his toy bear to his chest, Im hungry can we have pancakes?
You shook your head, How about toast?
The ten year old sighed, but nodded and sat at the kitchen table rubbing his eyes.
A few mintues later rapid footsteps were heard, MA!
The Dagger Key ~ Pirate!England x Reader Part OneThe tavern was alive with the sounds of cheery fiddles and drunken dance steps. Pointless conversations floated upon the thick atmosphere of sweat and bad breath. A man passed by you, staring with strained eyes as if trying to ascertain which gender you were—apparently your masculine disguise was working perfectly. You adjusted your dark hat further down over your eyes, pushing your way past the confused barfly towards the back of the building.The Dagger Key ~ Pirate!England x Reader Part One2 years ago in Romance More Like This
At last, you spied who you were looking for. A burly man with a brandy-stained beard and a jungle of chest hair sat at a long table in the corner near the bar. His eyes were made of cold steel; his missing left arm and numerous scars showcased his seasoned prowess as a pirate. A large book lay open before him, its yellowed parchment awaiting the signatures of new recruits he deemed worthy to join his crew.
This was your chance; it was now or never.
You bravely sauntered up to the table, putting on your best manly air.