Sick Soup - EnglandXReader
“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.
England X Reader: Sleepy Time With EnglandEngland X Reader: Sleepy Time With England1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"England . So um Will you do it?"
"Ah for you? You're asking me to count sheep man .
Why would I have to do something like that?"
For the past few nights it's been rather hard to sleep. It's not
like you tried to stay up or that you didn't like sleeping. It was
just that you couldn't sleep till the next morning. Tonight when you
saw England, you noticed how nice the sound of his voice was Maybe he
could help you. So right now, you were asking him straight forward.
You didn't really care for his answer but you wanted his help a lot! He
was just about to walk back into his house a few blocks past yours.
"Well I heard counting sheep helps. I've tried it myself but
it doesn't seem all that effective." You said with a smile,
clasping your hands together.
"Yes, I know counting sheep is something you do when you
can't sleep. What I meant was why do I have to count sheep for you "
Suddenly your eyes started to get all watery. You put a hand over
You're no gentleman- Englandxreader commision"You idiot! Why can't you be more gentlemanly?!" England yelled at America.You're no gentleman- Englandxreader commision1 year ago in Romance More Like This
______ rolled her eyes. Here we go again, she lamented. Why did England have to be so anal? Sure, America was ... immature at times, but that's what made him! Geez, you'd think he'd realize that already; he raised him, after all.
Besides, ______ had never seen this gentleman side England was so proud of. The whole time she'd known him, he'd never done a single gentlemanly thing. And that pissed her off more.
"Dude, chill." America chuckled, anime sweat on his head.
"I will not 'chill'!" England fumed. "I raised you better than that! You need to grow up or the other countries will never warm up to you!"
"I raised you better than that." _______ mimicked under her breath. England's ears perked up.
"DO YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY, MADAM?!" He exploded.
Ooh, this will be fun.
"Yeah, I do." she simply stated, rather humorously compared to England's outburst.
"Go on, then!"
"Honestly, I think you're a hypocrite
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!)1 year 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
EnglandxReader: The LetterEngland x ReaderEnglandxReader: The Letter10 months 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
Pocky game: EnglandXReaderPocky game series: EnglandXReaderPocky game: EnglandXReader10 months ago in Romance More Like This
"Ah! Arthur! I've been looking for you!" You say as you approach the English gentleman sitting alone in a cafe.
"Oh, it's good to see you ____. Have a seat, love." He smiles warmly and gestures to an empty chair next to him. You do, and turn to see his emerald green eyes fixed on yours.
"So, what have you been doing here all by yourself?" A small rectangular box on the table catches your eye.
"Nothing really, just picking up a box of pocky. Would you like to try it, love?"
Your eyes twinkle. "Yes! But I've never tried this flavor before. Mixed Berry?"
Arthur nods and opens the box. "This one's my favorite. As a matter of fact, how about we play the pocky game?"
"Ooh! Let's do that!" You say excitedly. You've played the pocky game before, but not with Arthur. The pocky game almost always ended in kissing; It'd be a great time to steal a kiss from the handsome blonde.
"Alright love." Arthur takes out a pink cream-covered pocky stick. It smelled nice, lik
England X Reader: Make it RightEngland X Reader: Make it Right1 year ago in Romance More Like This
England X Reader – Make it Right
When a sudden crash! sounded on the lower floor of your apartment at some ungodly hour of the morning you awoke with a rapidly beating heart and wide, fearful eyes. Within the dark confines of your bedroom on the second floor you felt fear spreading through you as your mind went into overdrive: Is there someone in the house? Am I being robbed? Should I call the police, or lock myself in the bathroom??
After an intense moment of silence, you decided to fetch your baseball bat. Making your way to the closet by the bedroom door on unsteady feet, you paused every second-step to listen with strained ears for any more sounds from downstairs. However, it was only once you had the solid wooden bat clasped firmly in your hands as you stood anxiously at the head of the stairs that you heard anything of interest.
This time, it was the familiar grumbling of a man that came from the direction of the downstairs bathroom.
You could have melted
England x Reader: Smile Please?"Lunch break! Who wants McDonalds?" Alfred hollers through the conference room.England x Reader: Smile Please?1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Ooo! Me! Sounds awesome!" You reply back to your friend.
You and Alfred have been friends for who knows how long. You can't even remember how the hell you two became friends, it was just too insane to bother remembering you both say to each other every time the subject is brought up.
"How about let's not and say we did? You've eaten hamburgers for the last week! Try something different stupid" Arthur says, slightly annoyed.
And that's your other friend Arthur. He has an attitude and huge assed eyebrows. You have always kinda liked him and his big emerald eyes....Okay, let's face it, you LOVED him. He was really cute and his accent was awesome. Awesomer than Prussia. You seriously loved everything about him! But as usual, he didn't care for hamburgers.
Alfred has a look of shock on his face. "Dude! Calm down! There's nothing wrong with having burgers every day! Nothing wrong!" Leans over and whis
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)10 months 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
Romano x Reader: Flattery"CHIGIII~!"Romano x Reader: Flattery11 months ago in Romance More Like This
"Romano's home~" you observed, nodding in unison with the coppery kitten that you were curled up on the sofa with. You were at the Vargas' house, waiting for your friend Feliciano to come back from a "date" with Ludwig. The man in question (Romano) stalked into the house, slamming the door with such force as to rattle the windows, muttering under his breath.
"Hi to you too," you murmured as Romano stomped straight into the kitchen and started banging pots and pans around.
"I hate that stupid potato jerk!" you heard him raging, most likely to himself but definitely loud enough for everyone and anyone in the area to hear. "That stupid German should just die! It's always 'Germany this, Germany that~!' and it makes me sick!" he screamed. There was a loud BONG as a particularly hefty pot dented the side of the fridge. You winced, and the greatly perturbed kitty snuggled deeper into your arms.
"D-don't I have good qualities too?!" Romano wailed, tears in his voice- something that
Hetaloid!England x ReaderHetaloid!England x Reader9 months ago in Romance More Like This
You open the box and gasp at what’s inside
It was an England hetaloid.
You thank you parents for the gift. Then you hear (friend #3) say something out of the blue.
“His eyebrows are thicker than i thought....” (she/he) said. that made you turn your head in that direction.
“Don’t touch him!” You say, not knowing what else to do. They give you a weird look.
“Why can’t we, ____?” (friend #2) asked with a small and fake pout. You sighed.
“I don’t want him activating just yet.” You said. “Plus, touching his eyebrows will only irritate him.” You added.
They all give you a disappointed look but continue with the party as planned. when it ended, everyone left, and it was just you and your England hetaloid. you took a good look at the instructions. You didn’t have scones, but you did have some tea.
You made the tea and took it close to where you were sure he could smell the tea. you knew
Kiss the GirlKiss the Girl9 months ago in Romance More Like This
You were sitting in the quad of your boarding school. It was a beautiful spring day, very late in the afternoon to be precise, the birds in the surrounding trees chirped a merry tune. The sun was high in the sky and fluffy white clouds painted the light blue sky. The marching band was practicing in the distant, the woodwinds play their beautiful tunes. The strings played alongside them harmonically.
The choir had also taken up residence in the quad their precious medleys blurring together in pure elegance. You smiled to yourself as you sat in the shade under a large tree, contently reading your favourite book. School is over for the week and you had the weekend to enjoy yourself.
Little did you know not to far away in the crowded quad, a handsome young gentleman had been starring at you for the past five minutes.
"Arthur! Dude!" Alfred called snapping his fingers in front of his friend. He has been starring at a g
Spanish Stereotypes..Spanish Stereotypes..10 months ago in Humor More Like This
"(Nameee)? You paying attention?"
You blinked a few times, to look straight into the green eyes of your Spanish friend Antonio. You gave him a reasuring smile, before slumping back in your seat.
If it wasn't obvious enough, you really liked him, and there was only one way you could really get to see him often..
"Do you really want to learn Spanish (Name)?"
You looked up at Antonio and nodded.
He sighed though, not sounding very amused.
You felt your ears begin to heat up, at the thoughts running through your mind.
The reason for being so distracted, was because of a certain someone's behind.
That's right, once your Spanish friend turned his back towards to write on the chalkboard, your eyes focused right towards his buttoks. The rumors you heard were true, Antonio really did have a nice ass.
He never did seem like the stereotypes you found online. But, you still wanted to ask anyway.
"Okay (name) translate-"
"Can I ask you a few questions?" you asked while raisi
Glasses [Prussia x Reader]“Gil, I’m home!” I called out to my boyfriend after a long day of work.Glasses [Prussia x Reader]10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“What happened to ‘mein awesome boyfriend Gil’?” He yelled back. I tried not to laugh and sighed. Full of himself as always. But that’s why I loved the guy.
I stood in the hallway before heading into the living room.
“So how messy is the living room this time? Have any wild parties with Antonio and Francis?” I was referring to Gilbert’s best friends. Together, they were known as the Bad Touch Trio. For very good reasons.
“Very funny frau, but those two didn’t come over today. Yet.”
I casually strolled out into the living room. What I saw pretty much startled me. Gilbert Beilschmidt was reading a book. And not just any book. It was one of my romance novels….
“You’re reading?” I asked carefully.
“No, I’m just casually relaxing with this book here.” He replied sarcasticall
Arthur Kirkland(england x reader)Arthur Kirkland11 months 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 hat had previ
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 Better9 months 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
Silly Dreams- EnglandxReader"_____! What are you still doing up, Love?"Silly Dreams- EnglandxReader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You looked up in alarm from your book, "Huh?" You blinked at the man standing above you, holding a cup of tea in his hand. It was your boyfriend, Arthur Kirkland.
"I asked why you're still awake."
"I couldn't sleep…" you stifled a yawn, "So I decided to read a chapter or two of this book."
"And then the whole rest of the series, I see…" Arthur chuckled, gesturing at the pile of novels surrounding you.
"Sue me, it's interesting!" You stuck your tongue out at the Brit.
"I'll leave you to it then…" Arthur rolled his eyes and began to walk away.
"No, wait!" You called after him.
"Yes, dear?" Arthur turned back to you, a sparkle of amusement in his eyes.
"Read to me." You held your book out, giving Arthur a wide eyed, innocent look accompanied with your signature pout you knew he couldn't resist.
"Fine… But just for a bit. I have to go to work in a little bit." Arthur sat down next to you with a groan, setting his teacup on the floor.
You handed h
EnglandxReader: Don't be Nervous Talking to GirlsEnglandxReader: Don't be Nervous Talking to Girls11 months ago in Romance More Like This
You part your (color) bangs from your face in frustration. "Come on Alfred, What's up with Arthur lately?" you demanded as you clutched the cell phone tighter around your hand. "Well... He's.. Er... Studying?" Alfred puzzled trying to find a good answer. 'Someone should really tell him how bad of a liar he really is..' you mentally sigh.
"___________, I promised not to tell.." you American friend whined. "Well, I was forced too.."
Something was off, for the past couple months. Arthur hasn't been talking to you. It was weird considering he was your best friend. Hell even more to you. He would go to you for anything if something was wrong. The way Alfred kept putting off your questions. Made you worried and concern over your British friend. "Well, is he at least home?" you ask in hope of any real sort of answer. "Yeah...""I'll visit him then!" you declared. Before any protest from the American you closed your phone darting towards Arthur's home.
Luckily you were already on your usual wa
EnglandxSick!ReaderEnglandxSick!Reader10 months ago in Settings More Like This
Plot: You are a small country that was recently found. (your over the age of 18) England had claimed you. You now live with him.
"_________? Can you come here for a minute? I need you to try something." Arthur yelled for you, knowing you were in your room. "If its your food then no!" You shout back. He walks in your room. "Oh please love?" He said using a sweet voice. Everytime he used that face it was hard to say no. "uhg fine, but if I get sick I'm going to go live with Alfred." you said with a sigh. "Don't worry _______ this time It'll be worth it, its some of my scones" He said with a big smile. Trying his food will be a day you regret...
~Small time skip~
You lay there in your bed, you felt like you could throw up your stomach. "Stupid Arthur, I knew I shouldn't have eaten his deadly scones.." you said clenching your stomach. "oohh my stomach hurts...where is Arthur with that medicine? Hope he didn't make that too." As you say that he walks in with a small box.
EnglandXReader: The InternetEnglandXReader: The Internet1 year ago in Drama More Like This
You jolt up quickly, bringing yourself from the verge of sleep.
The time is 2 am. The room around you is dark and quiet. No one else is awake on this fine Saturday night. You sigh and wiggle your computer mouse to reawaken your lovely computer. The black screen lights up once more, illuminating the walls and drawing shadows across your face.
'One more message. I'll reply to one more message…then I'll go to bed…'
You click with years of practice's speed. Images flash past quickly, yet you pay no attention to them, passing the Deviant Art homepage and logging in with extreme typing speed.
'50 Feedback messages? I just replied to them all.'
You click on the little inbox and wait for it to load. The seconds seem to take forever. Your alertness decreases, your eyelids drop. Your body wants to sleep, but your mind hasn't finished its duty of replying to all feedback messages before bed, as you try to do every night. You open your eyes and focu
Trust: Thief!England x Police!Reader"What did you steal this time, Iggy?" you asked casually, tossing your bag down on the floor of the examination room by the table.Trust: Thief!England x Police!Reader11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
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,
Spin the Bottle (England x reader)“But I don’t want to” Kiku said trying to flee. Yao and Alfred caught hold of him and set him in front of the bottle.Spin the Bottle (England x reader)8 months ago in Romance More Like This
He looked back at Yao “but what if…” He rather jerked his head in the direction of his crush (random female name).
(Me: you put your name there didn’t you? You; what? me? No! Me: Yes, you did admit it! You: I admit nothing! Me: ahh so you did put your name there! You: …yes… Me: I knew it I knew it! You: can we get back to the story? Me: huh? You’ve been reading all this? Man, I have some faithful readers)
“Too bad” Alfred said impatiently just spin the stupid thing Kiku gave up and spun the ‘stupid thing.’ Unfortunately, it pointed toward Yao who was hovering over his shoulder.
Kiku turned and stared at him for a second “I don’t want to kiss him!” almost everyone in the circle face-palmed.
“No, no” Alfred said pinching the bridge of his nose “you
FrancexReaderxEngland HarassmentFrancexReaderxEnglandFrancexReaderxEngland Harassment10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You dreaded work.
Not because it was boring (Because it was insanely boring. It wasn't because your boss worked everyone to the bone (Mr. Beilschmidt didn't tolerate laziness.)
No, what you were dreading, was the man you shared an office cubical with.
A man whose conversations sent people to sleep and whose strict demeanor made even the toughest of people cringe sometimes.
And a man who was an utter and complete pervert.
What you dreaded when going to work, was having to suffer through another day of sexual harassment.
You entered the small cubical. Setting your bag down, you slid into your seat, the one right next to Arthur's.
"Morning Love." Arthur muttered, eyes on the computer screen. His fingers flew over the computer keys. You muttered a hello, not looking at him. Thank god he was occupied.
A few minutes later, Ludwig came in and slapped a pile of paperwork in front o
Covered in TeaCovered in Tea8 months ago in Romance More Like This
"Should I be concerned that you are randomly deciding to come outside in the middle of the day. Especially after saying you were going to be busy playing Call of Duty all day?" you asked as your loud American friend Alfred dragged you by your forearm out of your house.
"It's a nice day out dude!" Alfred smiled proudly, breathing in the late June air.
"Now I am really worried," you stated as you squirmed in his grasp.
"Now go stand over there," Alfred instructed as he pointed to the east side of the house, that was now in the cool blackened shade.
"May I ask why?" you asked as Alfred pushed you towards the wall.
"Nope," he smiles as he positioned you. Just like an artists would position their model. "Now smile," he told you, in his hands he held a tiny silver camera.
Reluctantly you smiled towards the tiny silver lens. You heard the sound of the flash go off, but as well felt something wet dropping above you. You glanced up to see a large red pail, balancing on the window sill a few fee
EnglandxChubby!Reader: CutieEnglandxChubby!Reader: Cutie10 months ago in Romance More Like This
We all have things about ourselves we’d like to change. For instance you knew that your boyfriend would love to have thinner eyebrows. Due to the nonstop teasing from a certain Frenchman, Arthur was insecure about his eyebrows.
And due to the teasing and ridicule of your female peers you were insecure about your weight.
That was how you ended up on the sofa eating ice cream crying into a pillow.
And that’s where your boyfriend found you.
“Go away!” you moaned stuffing your mouth with (favorite flavor) ice cream. “I’m feeling miserable.”
Arthur sat next to you and put his hand on your back, “And why is that love?”
You looked up at him, “I’m fat!”
He sat there stunned, “W-what?”
“A bunch of girls came up to me today and told me I’m fat!”
Arthur rubbed your back soothingly, “You’re not fat. I promise.”
You let out another wail and stuffed your m