England x Reader - The Pirate Act
"Jeez, Britain! How come you're so lame nowadays, dude?"
'Lame? I was the person who raised you, you bloody git! Show some respect!'
"Ohonhonhon~ I agree with America, ma chérie! You're quite a softie now, non?"
'Why you bloody frog!'
Comments like these filled the meeting room, where the World Conference was supposed to be held; but of course, a meeting with the various countries practically spelled out 'trouble.' In every meeting, at least some sort of chaos ensued.
Today's topic? England's apparent 'weakness' and 'lameness.'
If it weren't for him being a gentleman, he would've immediately belted out every snappy thought that crossed his mind as comments about him were made; actually, he would've, gentleman or not. But, he had promised _____ to not get into any trouble, and he intended to keep that promise.
Though, that was proving rather hard at the moment.
As America and France teased him about
England x Reader - SnogEngland x Reader - Snog3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It sounded a bit funny.
But what did it mean?
These were the thoughts that filled your mind as you continued on your stroll around the park near your house. Earlier, Francis had come up to you and told you to ask Arthur to snog you...
When you had asked what the word 'snog' meant, he merely did that funny 'Ohonhonhon~' laugh of his, his perverted smirk growing a bit wider. He then said, 'Arthur will show you soon, ma cherie!' before walking away, leaving you confused.
You had considered looking it up, but being the lazy person you were you decided not to. Snog couldn't be a bad thing, could it?
...Well, maybe it could, considering how Francis had told you to ask Arthur to snog you. And, well... Francis is a big fat pervert. Snog could very well mean sex if it came from Francis. And you didn't plan to lose your virginity just yet.
Well actually, losing your virginity to Arthur wouldn't
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)3 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
England x Reader: A Pirate's PastArthur KirklandEngland x Reader: A Pirate's Past3 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
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Except for you, that is. You figured it out on your very first date.
Sitting in the back corner of the coffee shop closest to your apartment, you hadn't said a word to each other. Sure, simple greetings of 'hey' were exchanged, but England had become quiet seconds after.
At the time, you only knew snapshots of England's past. He used to be a pirate, but he had retired that title long ago. You guessed that he was in the middle of a transition phase, but to what, you had no idea.
You glanced up from the drink lists to the blond, just quickly enough that when he noticed you looking, his smirk quickly disappeared and he looked away. You blinked a few times, watching as he tried to busy himself with scanning the menu.
"Would you two like anything to drink?" The waiter beside your table startled the two of you, and glances were exchanged, silently
England x Reader - Drunken ConfessionEngland x Reader - Drunken Confession1 year ago in Romance More Like This
If there was one thing you hated the most, it had to be people attempting to contact you when you were trying so desperately to sleep.
What time was it again? Gaze flickering to your nightstand where a digital clock rested, you exhaled a sigh once your eyes skimmed over the bright numbers.
You should be asleep by now, but no – instead, whoever controlled your fate decided to pull a jerk move and force you awake due to your phone going off.
At first, your phone only went off once, signaling that you’d received one text. Normally you ignored things like that, dismissing it as something you could reply to in the morning – however, one text turned into two, and before you knew it, your phone went off at least ten times within the time span of five minutes.
Someone was obviously needing to contact you, and with a groan,
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“You’re lucky. That’s the last one,” she smiled at you and held out her hand. You were just about to place the money on her hand, but out of nowhere another hand landed there and left a $5 note, a voice telling her to “Keep the change!”
“Hey!” you called out, reaching for the person’s shoulder and turning him around, only to find out that you knew him.
“(Name),” he stated.
“Arthur,” you said back, just as bluntly.
The two of you just stood there for a few moments, before you continued.
“Um…I believe I bought that first.”
“No, I paid for it first,” declared Arthur.
“But I ordered it!”
“Yes, but who gave the money first?”
“I was giving it! You blocked my way!”
“Either way I bought it first. I’m planning
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Wind whipped (Name)'s sun-kissed face, tousling her tangled (h/c) locks. Her flag, torn and faded, rippled in the gentle wind, and the boat rocked from side to side as the old wood creaked in protest.
She closed her eyes, leaning against the deck railing and breathing in the ocean breeze. It was a calm day, and (Name) could hear seagulls flying in the sky above her.
Suddenly, a strong gust of wind pulled her out of her moment of peace, and she grabbed onto her hat in fear it would fly away. One of her crew members approached her quickly, pointing to the horizon.
"C-cap'n, a ship be approaching!" (Name)'s eyes narrowed, and pulling out her spyglass, she saw that there was indeed another ship traveling straight toward them. After close inspection, she gasped; it was him! The notorious pirate, Arthur Kirkland!
Her expression turned into one of excitement. 'Challenge accepted,' she thought, smugly. (Name) placed a hand on her cutlass, pulled down her hat, then turned to alert the crew.
England x Reader: Tickle War"Let's just call it a day," Ludwig announced, calming everyone down. "We're not getting anywhere and all we seem to be doing is argue so, let's come back tomorrow and actually get somewhere."England x Reader: Tickle War3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Everyone in the room nodded, you included. You had gone to every meeting so far this week and there had been so many of them, it made you sick. It was Thursday and you have been going to meetings all this week, and all of last. It wasn't fun, especially since you really did nothing. You had to be there though, for you didn't want to be yelled and scolded at.
"YES," Alfred jumped up, everyone's eyes landing on him. You giggled softly, rolling your (e/c) eyes at the American. "I CAN GET MY MCDONALD'S."
"And you could shut up," Arthur instructed, standing up from his chair. Your eyes adverted over to the Brit, your cheeks heating up in the process.
"Aw, but Iggy! I really, like, really , want some McDonald's," Alfred whined, stomping his foot on the ground like a small child.
"Let's just go h
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"Hey Artie!" You chirped happily through your cell phone.
"Good morning Miss (Name), I'm sorry to bother you but I was wondering if you could do me a favor," replied the Brit.
"Oh, but of course! Whatever can I help you with, my good sir?" You joked, using your shoulder to hold up the small electronic as you moved about in your kitchen putting groceries away.
"Could you watch Alfred for me while I'm gone?" Your face lit up at the thought- Alfred was like a son to you, and you loved him like family. Besides, a chance to see Arthur before he left for whatever business he had? How could you miss up on that, considering your (hopefully not obvious) feelings for the green-eyed man.
"Did you even need to ask me? I'll be over there in 20 minutes. Seeya then Kirkland!" And with that, you put away your phone, pulled on your shoes and (f/c) jacket, and set out for England's house.
"(NAME)!!" Shouted your blue-eyed "son" as the door opened. Not a second later you were tackled to the ground wi
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, EnglandxReader3 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
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“I take that as a compliment, stuck up bastard!”
“At least I’m civilized, arse!”
“Well, your language begs to differ!”
“Guys, guys, calm down and listen to the hero’s awesome plan!” America interrupted you and England’s bickering.
But both of you turned to him in a rage and yelled, “FAT ASS!” which effectively sent him away to sulk.
I guess all of you must have been pretty boring, and with you taking care of fighting with England, France was dozing off before you screamed. He groggily opened his eyes, calling out, “I disagree with all of you.”
“SHUT IT, FROG!” you and England yelled again, onl
Her Captain's Treasure [Pirate!England x Reader]Her Captain's Treasure [Pirate!England x Reader]3 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
Pirate!EnglandxReader ScarsPirate!EnglandxReader Scars3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"(Name)! Get back!" Arthur cried out as he parried a blow from a sword that would have other wise split his skull in two. His red coat turned redder by blood, his hat missing, and his white undershirt untucked from his brown pants.
"But Captain I-"
"That was an order (Name)! Now go!" He cut you off, never turning to look at you as he did his best to defend his ship.
"How did this happen?" Arthur thought to himself as he finally managed to flip his opponent over the side of the ship.
He looked around quickly, and he watched as you slipped into the cargo hold. Relieved, he went back into the fight.
-an hour later-
You peered out of the cargo hold when you finally heard the clang of steel and the shouts of fighting men die down. What you saw was absolutly gruesome. There were bodies everywhere, though luckily for your crew, they were mostly the attacking pirates. You quickly climbed out of the hold so that you could help tend to those who had been injured, as you were the ships
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You were greeted with the gentle, faint aroma of tea and roses once you opened the door to your English friend’s house, his spare key clutched in your hand as you peered inside.
There was nothing out of the ordinary; as usual, Arthur’s house was kept in wonderful condition, with everything clean and not a speck of dust in sight. Closing the door behind you, you quickly locked it and put the key away before sighing.
Arthur had called you earlier, requesting that you come over. He was bedridden at the moment, and he absolutely refused to bring over Alfred to take care of him since last time the American had tried to place a hamburger on his head as a way of curing him.
It was funny, yes, but Arthur had informed you that he’d rather not have ‘that greasy morsel’ – you were quoting his words – on his forehead.
“Arthur?” you called out softly, quietly climbing the stairs so you wouldn’t disturb the ill Englishman.
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Pirate! England x Modern! Reader
WARNING!!: FOUL LANGUAGE AHEAD, DON'T LIKE? DON'T READ
"Where am I?" you groaned, the scent of sea water invading your nostrils.
You laid on what appeared to be a beach in the middle of nowhere. "How the hell did I get here?!" you half yelled half whispered out loud. Then you remembered.
------- Flash Back----------
You and your best friend Arthur Kirkland were goofing around in his basement. Well, you were doing most of the goofing.
You already new that Arthur was a country, England to be exact. You teased him sometimes about being old, but not enough to hurt his feelings.
Arthur's basement looked like a wizards layer. He had potions, spell books and wands. He wore a long black cloak around his thin shoulders. He was showing you how to create small balls of light, but you weren't paying much attention. You were leaning your elbow against the cluttered wooden desk and began to close your
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"Al, Mat, get back here!" you shouted trying to call back your five year old twin sons.
Alfred and Matthew had run ahead on the beach, and out of your sights. "Ma! Ma! Look what I found!"
Alfred and Matthew soon came back within sights, Alfred holding in one hand, his brother's hand, and the other a sea shell. "It's beautiful Al."
"It's for you," he said putting it in your hand. Matthew let go of his twin's hand and grabbed onto your skirt.
"Mama, I wanna go home," he yawned, "I'm tired."
You looked up at the sun, "Well it does seem time for your nap."
Alfred jumped up and down, "I don't need a nap!"
Matthew reached up for you to carry him. "Mama…"
Making sure he had his teddy bear you picked him up and held him on your hip. With your other hand you took Alfred's hand, "Time to go Al. The beach can get mighty scary if you don't have someone to protect you."
"I'm not tired," he complained.
"You still need to get a nap while I make dinner," you said.
On the way back to your small cottage
EnglandxReader .:Sleepless:.“Arthur...?” you said as you opened the door to his room with a slow and loud creak.EnglandxReader .:Sleepless:.3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You could hear loud thunder noises
“A-Arthur” you said, the light from the lightning flashed light through the window.
He could see your watering eyes.
“What is it,love?” he asked in his usual North London accent, which always seemed to calm your nerves.
The thunder crackled and on cue you whimpered,
“Love, are you scared of the thunder?” Arthur asked half asleep; sitting on his queen sized bed.
“No..it not that.” You said staring in to the dark room, the moonlight that shone through the window helped you see.
“Come inside and tell me.” He said rubbing his eyes sleepily; He looked like a child with not enough sleep.
“I had a really bad dream and this weather is not helping..” you said as you slowly walked over.
“Come here,” he patted the spot next to him on the bed.
You took a seat next to him and hugged him
Detecting lies (EnglandXReader)A lie detector. A bloody lie detector. That’s what he bought me here for?! Arthur slammed his hands on the table. “Alfred, enough of this! This is ridiculous!” It was bad enough that the American’d dragged him to one of his infamous parties, but this was just plain stupid.Detecting lies (EnglandXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
“C’mon dude, it’ll be totally fun!” He shouted, pulling Arthur back into the throng of people. “’Kay guys! Now’s the time we’ve all been waiting for! Time to hook Iggy up to the lie detector!” Arthur growled as the crowd cheered.
You frowned, as you were one of the few that actually got along with the Brit. “But he clearly doesn’t want to!” You called, feeling a large number of eyes trained on you. Arthur smiled gently, he liked you most out of all the people here.
You were nice to him for one, but also considerate, kind and funny. In short he adored being around you. Alfred brushed off your comment. “He’s got
England X Reader: Not That DrunkEngland X ReaderEngland X Reader: Not That Drunk3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Not That Drunk
"Stupid Arthur " you grumbled to yourself, taking another swig of your drink, effectively finishing your 4th beer. " And that stupid, freakin' police force, I tell ya *hic* now, they've stolen my best friend!"
Sighing, you crossed your arms on the bar and nestled your head in comfortably. When you felt someone gently tap you on the shoulder you looked up to see Mathias, a regular at the pub, grinning down at you.
"Hey _____," he said, cheerfully running a hand through his sexy gelled up blonde hair. "Where's Sergeant Bushy-Brows?"
You scoffed at the mention of Arthur and straightened up on your stool, so as to face Mathias properly. "That *hic* bloody git," you growled, mocking the Brit's speech. "has ditched me for the fuzz. The fuzz, Mathias." And with that, you jumped off of your stool, threw your arms in the air and bellowed "THE FUUUUUZZZZZZ!!"
Well, that was when all hell broke loose.
A shady Dutch man in the back of the pub
Nutella England x Reader"What?!" you shouted almost falling out of your kitchen chair. Your best friend Arthur Kirkland had come over for the day to hang out. Everything was going fine until you asked him if he wanted a snack.Nutella England x Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Sorry love, I've never tried it." he said shrugging his shoulders.
"How could you have never tried nutella!?" you flailed your arms for emphasis. Arthur let out an irritated sigh and ran a hand through his blond, messy hair.
"I just haven't. Alfred always tried but always failed. What's so good about it anyway? Isn't it just nuts?"
You nearly fainted. "Just nuts?! It's not just nuts! It a blend of hazel nuts and chocolaty goodness!" You grabbed a small silver spoon from your cupboard drawer. Then, reached up into the cabinet fumbling while trying to reach down a fresh jar of nutella. Arthur watched you with one of his bushy eyebrows raised.
You twisted off the lid and pulled back to paper seal. Which, much to your dismay, was harder than it looked to take off. Once off, you dipped the
EnglandXxXxReader"Bloody hell!" An angry British man yelled.EnglandXxXxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I-I'm sorry!" A [h/c] haired girl yelled.
"[Name] do you know how long it took me to get enough money to buy this!?" He yelled, holding up his laptop.
"N-no....but I said I was sorry! It was an accident!" You yelled back.
"How the bloody hell do you accidentally break a laptop screen!?"
"B-But I was us-"
Arthur sighed and started rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"You know what, [Name]? Maybe you should just go home."
He glared at you.
"I said go!"
You stepped back with wide eyes as you stared at him in shock.
You stomped to his door.
You turned around towards him with tears streaming down your face.
He looked at you with wide eyes.
"Don't ever call me! Don't talk to me anymore, you stupid asshole! I hate you!" You yelled as you slammed the door.
Arthur put his hands in front of his face and fell to the floor.
"What have I done?"
The next morning you woke up with tear stains on your face.
You went to look in
England x Reader (You Can't!)England was acting rather strange, and by 'strange', I mean even weirder than him talking to his supposed magical friends. It was as though he was suddenly trying to avoid you, which was unusual since you had been dating for six years. Whenever you tried to talk to him, he would ramble on about some excuse to leave or simply just head off at a different direction. Sometimes you could even feel his presence lurking shyly behind walls, as if he wanted but could not for whatever reason talk to you. This behaviour annoyed you; where was his gentlemanly side?England x Reader (You Can't!)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
So one day as you were sulking around on the couch, you received a call from your British boyfriend.
"Hello, love," you heard his voice on the other side, making you realize how much you missed talking to him. However, it wasn't enough to soothe the anger that was boiling up within you.
"What do you want?" you asked bluntly, absentmindedly twirling a few strands of your (insert colour) hair.
"No need to be so rude, young lady. I
Stay in Bed Mornings EnglandxReader He was late coming home, again. He had even texted you telling you he was about to leave over three hours ago, and then he had texted you back ten minutes later apologizing for the tardiness he knew was going to come. Arthur's boss had been doing this more and more frequently it seemed, you were beginning to let yourself think you never even got to see him for more than an hour at a time, and that alone could hurt even the closest of marriages.Stay in Bed Mornings EnglandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You sighed, shaking your head and letting some strands of your (h/c) hair fall in front of your face, resting your palms on the cool surface of the mattress. You had stayed up waiting for him every single night this week and it was taking a toll on you. Perhaps you would just lay down for a quick nap, shut your eyes for just a moment to regain just an hour of the sleep you had lost this previous week.
Slowly you lowered your body down, relishing the way the mattress seemed to hug your body close to it, enveloping you as the comforter
England x Reader - Love WaltzEngland x Reader - Love Waltz3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Good morning, love."
"Good morning, Kirkland."
This was how your morning always went now – Arthur Kirkland, the popular British student of Gakuen Hetalia, would greet you every single morning with a, 'Good morning, love.' In return, you'd reply politely with, 'Good morning, Kirkland.' In fact, it was sort of like a tradition now or something.
You had always puzzled over as to why he did this – he was pretty popular, after all. Girls found him really attractive, and they often fangirled over his accent. You? You weren't as high up on the social rankings. You were just an average student, really, and a shy one at that.
So why, of all people, did Arthur choose to greet you every single morning?
The imaginative part of your brain had said that it was because he liked you, but the more rational part of your brain had quickly dismissed that thought. Him? Like you? You didn't think so – if anything, Arthur was just being nice. That was al