You felt the pain on your back again, but you had no idea why it could be hurting so much. You tried to re-trace your steps to remember when you might have hurt it. But you tried not to focus on the pain because Arthur was coming over. You were a country that was almost as big as him. You gained independence from him, it caused him to become a wreck for awhile. But over time he became better and and fogived you. When he came over he would try to cook, which he would make you eat it. That was bad because you usually got sick from his food, but somehow you adapted. You heard the doorbell ring, it kind of hurt to walk but you ignored the pain. "Hey Arthur, come right in." You said stepping aside, "Thank you ______. So how have you been?" He said walking over to the couch. "I'm fine." You lied, he stared at you for a moment before saying anything. "You're lying aren't you? I can tell because I did raise Alfred. You know how mischie
EnglandxSick!ReaderEnglandxSick!Reader3 years 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.
CanadaxInjured!ReaderCanadaxInjured!Reader3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Today you went to one of your best friends house, Matthew Williams. He was a shy Canadian, who loved pancakes, maple syrup, and polar bears. You cared for him very much, though you didn't know if he felt the same. Usually he was very quiet, especially during world conferences but with you he was like an whole different person. He talked without stuttering, he was less shy, he was like an open book. He invited you over to just hang out, you always loved coming over. Once you came over you two sat on the couch and watched hockey, he was always cheering for his team. You would sit there and cheer with him, sitting there you felt content. "Yeah!" He exclaimed cheering for the team. "Hey I'll be right back, I have to use the bathroom." You said excusing yourself. He nodded and returned to cheering on his team. The only bathroom was upstairs so you began to go up the stairs. As you came to the top of the stairs you could still his hear his muffled cheers. '
EnglandxReader Her PowerYou could feel it in your chest, bubbling up to the surface. Your anger was taking over your body. You began to shake uncontrollably, rage showing its ugly head to the man sitting in your living room.EnglandxReader Her Power3 years ago in Drama More Like This
“What did you just call me?” your voice was deadly quiet, like steel. You struggled to keep your anger at bay.
“I. Called. You. A. Bitch.” You couldn’t believe you had loved this man once.
“So I’m a bitch because you slept around and got some chick pregnant.” Your voice could freeze the sun.
“I don’t have to listen to this.” Your now ex-boyfriend stood up. You stood up as well, reaching for his arm. Why did you reach for his arm? You had no idea, but it was like an uncontrollable impulse.
“Get off me.” He was yelling. A stillness crept over you, and you didn’t let go.
“I am not done talking to you.” Your voice was barely a whisper.
“I said get off.”
His hand flew o
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
Stand In the Rain (EnglandXReader)You sprinted through the deserted streets, the ominous clouds promising rain matching your dark, unpredictable mood. Your sneakers pounded the pavement, the sound and the sensation overpowering any other thoughts that could cloud your mind. You felt like nothing could catch you, but as the saying goes, you can’t run away from your problems.Stand In the Rain (EnglandXReader)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You paused in the middle of the road, panting heavily, hands on your knees. The first few drops of rain tainted the even tone of the asphalt, and slowly the memories came back to you, each one adding new weight to your soul.
Practically tearing into your jean pocket, you unwound your iPod and jammed the earbuds in, randomly selecting a song without really looking at the title. You just wanted to forget, to get away, anything. But the first hauntingly beautiful notes did anything but that. The rain fell faster.
She never slows down.
You never did. With everything that had happened, slowing down simply wasn’t an option anymore.
England x Child!ReaderEngland x Child!Reader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Run. That was the only thought that ran through my head. I was a small country, and I had stayed out to late, and now the darkness was getting to me. Every sound I heard, scared me even more. The trees seemed to want to reach out and grab me, every howl I heard seemed to echo from behind.
While I ran, I tripped over my own feet, and I fell to the ground. I now lay on the ground, curling up in a little ball, and began to cry. "Someone...help m-me..." I whimpered, shutting my eyes tight. I didn't dare move, feeling that something might get me if you did. I felt as you would die.
"Damn, I stayed out to long due to America and his stupid party." I said to myself, sighing in annoyance. I walked through the woods, since it was a shortcut to my house. But while walking, I swore I could hear soft cries. A child? That's what is sounded like. Hearing the cries continue, I headed in their direction, becoming worried.
Make me laugh ::EnglandxReader::“Uuuugh man this bites…” America slumped onto the couchMake me laugh ::EnglandxReader::3 years ago in Romance More Like This
He quickly jumped off landing on his bum
“Haha! Sorry about that Canada!”
“Eh, it’s okay…” He whispered quietly.
America took the seat next to the Canadian with the same expression plastered on his face since he came in;
Guilty and frustrated.
“Eh…what’s wrong America?” Canada asked the depressed American.
“Uh, well, England seems to be down again today and won’t watch any horror movies with me!” He crosses his arms making fishy lips
“Eh, what do you mean he’s down?” Canada, seemingly got into the subject, bothered on
America turns to him with a sad face,
“I don’t know! When I do something he doesn’t like he doesn’t even yell at me! He just stares off into space with that same frown he’s had since a few days ago!”
He lets out a frustrated sigh before grabbing
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
America x Blind! ReaderAmerica x Blind! Reader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You woke up and just saw darkness, 'Oh its still night time...'. You thought, going to back to sleep. Only to wake up again, and seeing only darkness, and again you went back to sleep. This happened a couple more times before you had realized that night time had already passed.
Slowly you got out of bed and sat on the floor, trying to figure out why you couldn't see. "Am i...blind?" You asked yourself, even holding your hands in front of you. You felt your face, and could feel your eyes open.
Carefully you stood up, staking small steps forward. You put out your hands in front of you, to touch anything in front of you. You were trying to find your closet, so that you could get dressed. while you felt around for some jeans and a t-shirt, you thought to yourself.
'Why am I not panicking? I can't even see....I am blind.'
You put on some clothes you found and you now went to go look for the bedroom door. After what seemed like forever, you found the doorknob. You opened the doo
Drunk!EnglandxReaderDrunk!EnglandxReaderDrunk!EnglandxReader3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Today was a tiring day for you, the World conference had worn you out. Even though you tried to sleep you swore you heard a knocking at the door. It was a loud knock too, so you decided to get up and see if anyone was there.
You didn't care if you looked weird, but surprisingly you looked just fine. As you trudged to the door. You opened the door to see a man there, you couldn't see so you turned on the porch light. It was England, but you always called him Arthur. "Arthur? What are you doing here?" You said in a confused tone. "I'm here to.." He said randomly walking in. "Arthur are you drunk? Do you want me to take you home?" You said stopping him from going any further. "No now let go of me ________." He said in a stern voice. You knew what to do at a time like this. Call Alfred. You picked up your cell and called Alfred. "Hey _______ what's up?"
"Arthur is in my house and he is drunk, what should I do?" You said hoping he knew what to do. "I'll come pick him up
Should I Stay Or Should I Go? Punk!EnglandxReaderWARNING: Punk!Iggy, being sexy as hell, but with quite a potty mouth. Not that you don’t love it, my lovelies. I butt in once, but it’s Prussia’s fault. So don’t judge. And if you don’t like this song, you do not deserve Punk!Iggy, and can just leave. This is classic British Punk, where they took Pop and vomited all over it. Enjoy! ^^Should I Stay Or Should I Go? Punk!EnglandxReader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Oh and bear with me here, I’m trying to write a French accent this time.
h-> ‘ (feedback on this would be great, is it too hard to read?)
“Bloody frog!” Arthur hollered at the blond fellow that seemed to be diving for treasure in some bimbo’s mouth.
Breaking away with a glare, Francis looked up at the punk. “What is it? Can you not see I’m busy ‘ere?”
“Whatever, slime, I need to chat.” he said, grabbing the fancy blue dress shirt’s collar and dragging him away from the girl who didn’t really seem to care much that she’d lost her
America x Blind! Reader-Part 2America x Blind! Reader-Part 23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Alfred carried you to Arthur's house, but you had no idea how long it would take. Several times he asked you if you were okay on the way, but you replied with a 'I'm fine.' each time. You both must have been getting close to Arthur's house, because Alfred started running.
"We're almost there (Name)..." He panted as he ran.
"O-Okay, but you don't have to run." You said, trying to tell him not to push himself.
He suddenly slowed down, now walking at a normal pace. Then coming to a stop. You then heard Arthur yell. "You git! What are you doing here with (Name)?" Arthur said, obviously not wanting company. "I need your help dude, (Name) has gone blind and I need you to use your magic stuff!" Alfred said, whining a bit.
"What? Blind? What did you do you git?"
"I didn't do anything, she woke up blind."
Arthur sighed, "Bring her in, I'll see what I can do."
Alfred starts to walk again, holding you tighter in his arms. You held onto him, like a baby in his arms. You heard a door open and then
Russia x Bullied! ReaderRussia x Bullied! Reader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Today was your first day of school at the W academy. You were a new student, but not the only new one there. A guy name Ivan was new here too, and he looked like a pretty cool guy. Other than the fact that he was a bit scary. But you liked him anyway.
You walked in the hallway, heading to some club you joined. Some club about going home or something, it sounded a bit lame. The best part about this school was that you barely had to carry anything. So gracefully you walked about the halls, since you had about 10 minutes until the next class.
You walked and closed your eyes, humming a small tune you remembered. When you ran into someone, and instantly you opened your eyes. A big guy stood in front of you, peering down at you. "Oh, um sorry about that." You apologized, giving a nervous smile.
The guy growled a bit and cursed under his breath. "You stupid girl, watch where your going." He said rudely, pushing you to the floor. "Ow, I didn't mean to!" You yelled at him. The guy
EnglandxReader Protect You No Matter WhatEnglandxReader Protect You No Matter What3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Protect You No Matter What
It was just a normal day in school. Everybody is happy around their friends. Talking and laughing having a good time. But for you. You are different from them. You are just a trash that everyone would make fun of. Even if you stood up for yourself, you would get boo's and other crap people gives you. School is just a living hell for you. You have no friends or lovers to help you and be there for you. You have no one. You just hated everything in school. It's just a living hell there. You would rather stay in home and hide from them. Home is home. Home is where you could be happy. You get to spend time with your family and such. You love it there. But the sad things is... You never admit how you feel. Whenever you get bully at school you would always come home with a smile when you meet your family. You even smile at school even if it is a tough time you would just smile and just...Do nothing...You have cut yourself. You been crying to god.
England x Child!ReaderEngland x Child!Reader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Come to France~" The man beckoned you.
"No, come to me. England." The other said.
I stared at both the men, not sure as to which one to pick. I looked at the long haired one known as 'France', sure he looked very nice but you had a bad feeling about him. Then I looked at the man with the bushy eyebrows, his smile was sincere and soft.
"Engwand." I said pointing to him, and then walking over to him. "What?! You chose him?!" The long haired man said, sounding quite upset. "I'm glad you chose me (Country name)." England said with a smile.
England picks me up and walks through a big field, leading up to a giant house, where he takes me inside and set me down. "This is your new home (country name), let me show you to the spare room." England said as he picked me up again. As he did so, I looked around in shock at all the pictures and old items on the walls and shelves. I was already starting to like the place.
England sets me down in a big room, it had a bed, closet, and a
::Cute Magic:: England x Reader"Oh, my, I'm terribly sorry, (Name)," Arthur apologized.::Cute Magic:: England x Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Pfft~! You were trying to make me into a little kid?" Francis pondered, trying to keep himself from laughing. "Oh, Artie, I didn't think you were –"
"DAMN YOU TO BLOODY HELL, WANKER!"
"Arthur-san, maybe we shouldn't speak such vulgar language in front of (Name)-san," Kiku suggested, trying to calm down the British man. Arthur looked over to (Name) who had her ears covered by Feliciano and looked around curiously at the two men that she couldn't hear.
He sighed as Feliciano took his hands off her ears. "I guess I was lucky. I was looking at the wrong spell. The original idea was to turn this . . . freak of nature over here into an actual frog. (Name) didn't have to suffer that, so that's good to hear." Arthur picked the little girl (who looked much younger than his younger brother) up into his arms. "This was my fault, so I guess I'll take care of (Name) until this spell wears off."
"And make her suffer that horrid thing you call
Party Stain - England X ReaderParty Stain - England X ReaderParty Stain - England X Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Why Arthur had even accepted the invitation to Alfred’s party was beyond him.
The music was deafeningly loud, his head pounded like it was being hit repeatedly by a sledgehammer, and currently he was being crushed between two fairly burly men as he tried to make his way off the dance floor.
He squirmed between them, trying to push them off, only to have them bump back with the beat of the offensively explicit music.
Instantly, he lost his footing and tumbled forward, hitting the floor roughly. He scrambled to get back up, dashing for an escape from the madness.
He wanted to leave. Now. And nothing was going to stop him. . .
Except knocking into someone considerably forcefully.
He was so focused on getting out that he wasn’t really paying attention, and when he turned the corner you collided, spilling soda everywhere and bumping heads violently.
Arthur palmed his forehead in pain, looking down at his clothes. His once white button-up shirt now
England x Depressed!Reader - Never Alone You glance at the clock. 12:30 AM. Way past your bedtime. Looking back up at the ceiling, you sigh, another tear rolling down your cheek. Nothing had gone right today. You had a writer’s block, and when you did start writing, it wasn’t good enough. Then when you were sorting your photography, you found that you didn’t really have a ‘thing’ that you took photography of. Like, some people only took pictures of trees, or flowers, but you did everything. Like you were a wanna-be photographer. And you hated it. Nothing was special about the way you wrote or photographed.England x Depressed!Reader - Never Alone3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Then, you had spent part of the day with your best friend. Stupidly, though, she was too busy skyping her friends and having fun with them to notice your depressed state. After she left, you messaged one of your other best friends on facebook. They only told you that a family member of theirs died, and then said they had to go. So here you were, listening to the radio, and lying on your b
HetaliaxReader- Airport- England"_____!" yelled a familiar, British voice, "_____, over here!"HetaliaxReader- Airport- England3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You turned to find Arthur running up to you, a brown paper bag in hand.
"Arthur!" you grinned, holding your arms out for a hug. He squeezed you tight, letting you bury your face in his shoulder and snuggle close to him, "I missed you…" you whispered as you tilt your head up to look into his brilliant green eyes.
He chuckled, kissing the top of your head, "I missed you too, duckling. I brought some scones with me, though, a little welcome home gift. I worked all day making them so I hope you like them." Arthur presented the brown paper bag to you, smiling expectantly.
"O-Oh… Yeah. Thanks, Arty. That's real nice of you." You took the sack from him and take out one of the scones, taking a delicate nibble of it and scrunching up your nose at the taste. "These are great, honey." You told Arthur, "Your best ones yet!"
"I'm so glad you think so, Love! I made us a whole meal for dinner to go with them, too!" He beamed at you, as ha
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: String of FateEngland x Reader: String of Fate3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Excuse me, _______ -san, but what are you rooking at?” a quiet voice whispered beside you. You jumped, surprised by the sudden voice. You quickly closed the window that you were searching on.
“Ah, Kiku! What are you doing here?” you laughed.
“I was searching for seh anime the schoor just got in,” he grinned, tilting his head so that his dark hair fell to one side. “So, pardon me for asking, but was sat the Red String of Faith myth that you were rooking at?”
Your face flushed a tad bit pinker. “Uhm, yes, it was.”
“I sought so. You know, sat is very popurar in my country. Do you berieve in it, ______?” Kiku asked, looking into your (e/c) eyes. You knew that look well. That was the one where he scrutinized every detail of your face, read the mood, and could tell when you were lying.
You looked down, gazing at the black keyboard in front of you. “Well, I think it’s interesting…” you said, your (h/c)
England x Reader: Smile Please?Time skip me is here 2 years later. If you like this old piece of shit so much, go read the redux. its less shitty.England x Reader: Smile Please?3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
wow 2 years ago me sucked at writing lolololol
England X Reader: Smile Please? [REDUX] take it.
"Lunch break! Who wants McDonalds?" Alfred hollers through the conference room.
"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 e
England x Depressed!Reader - You Could Love Me You sighed for the… you couldn’t even think of a number high enough. Sniffling, you rolled over on your bed for the whoknowshowmany time, clutching a pillow to your chest. Your tired, red, (e/c) eyes stared bleakly at the wall in front of them, having run out of tears long before. Your thoughts wandered back to the reason why you were in this horrible seemingly never ending mess.England x Depressed!Reader - You Could Love Me3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It all started with your lovesick depression. Yes, you were lovesick. You never had someone to cuddle with, someone to talk with, and someone to hold hands with, nope. The only person that you wanted to do those things with didn’t think of you that way.
And his name is Arthur Kirkland.
You and Arthur have been best friends since freshman year, and now you were both juniors. Or soon to be, anyways; it was summer at the moment.
Back to the reason why you are lying in bed
You're Not Alone [England]Arthur Kirkland.You're Not Alone [England]3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You and Arthur had been good friends ever since the two of you met as kids, but you had always liked him a bit more than that. Even back then he always acted like a proper gentleman. Although his best moments were whenever he showed his tsundere personality. You thought that Arthur would make for the best company right now, so you pressed the CALL button and held your cell to your ear. The phone rang a couple times before you heard the receiver pick up.
"You've reached Arthur Kirkland, who is this?"
"Hi Arthur, it's me, ______," you spoke.
"Oh, _____. Um, yes, hello. How can I help you?" Arthur stumbled over his words.
You smiled hearing his voice. Not only did you think it addicting, but his accent could make you melt sometimes.
"Well you see, if you're not busy right now, I was wondering if you wanted to come over to visit for a bi-*coughcough*."
"Uh, hey…are you alright?" you heard Arthur ask.
"Umm…not really. I'm actually sitting here sick, a