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.
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.
Shakespearean Quotations (EnglandXReader)Browsing the books on the library shelves, words and couplets and sonnets swirling around your mind as your brain tried to make sense of the required reading. As a freshman in college aiming to become a biologist, being forced to take a semester of Shakespeare of all things seemed like a complete waste of your valuable time. It also didn’t help that nothing made an ounce of sense to you.Shakespearean Quotations (EnglandXReader)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Your eyes fell upon a collection of nicer-quality paperbacks nestled amongst the thick hard covers, bright colors and bold titles identifying them as some of Shakespeare’s more popular works. Upon closer inspection you realized that they weren’t necessarily books at all, but manga volumes.
This was the perfect solution! You would still be reading the actual plays, but the drawings would put them into context and all of your problems would be solved! You withdrew Romeo and Juliet, the play you were supposed to read this week, and began to walk away, but an accented voiced stoppe
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 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)
TouchHeart ~ (England x Reader)TouchHeartTouchHeart ~ (England x Reader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
England x Reader
The sandy blonde American rose up from his seat, the bowl filled with popcorn which was resting on his lap a few seconds earlier came flying in the air, showering a certain [Name] with its content.
"WOOT!!" he screamed "Did ya see that, [Name]? Second touch down today!! AWESOME!!"
"Yeah, Alfie." you replied in an annoyed tone, picking the popcorn from your [hair colour] hair. "Can you be careful, next time?" you added, popping some of the buttery goodness in your mouth and crushing it with a solid "crunch".
"I was: that's why you don't have chicken wings instead."
You sighed, but you let out a small laugh, while the green-eyed blonde next to you grumbled some insults to the American under his breath; he had been the victim of that one the year before.
"Chillax, bro! We're watching football here!" said Alfred, amicably punching his older brother's shoulder since you were leaning your elbows on your thighs, your back arc
Worthless (EnglandXReader)CAUTION: SWEARING, BULLYING, AND SUICIDE. MAY BE TRIGGERINGWorthless (EnglandXReader)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A gentle creaking resounded through the air as a gentle breeze stirred the object dangling in front of the school entrance. The first of the teachers to arrive didn’t notice it at first, she was far too distracted with juggling her files of graded papers and laptop, but one glance upwards sent everything she was carrying tumbling to the ground. A loud scream pierced the serene silence of the early morning as she stared at the body dangling from the top of a flagpole.
The wind caught a piece of paper, carrying from the dead teenagers hand to the shocked woman below. Catching the note, the teacher scanned it before choking on a sob and took out her cell phone to call the police.
______ ______ was dead, and people needed to know.
You were getting ready for school, nothing new. You had a terrible feeling in the pit of your stomach that today was going to be horrible, so you broke out your power outfit. Je
EnglandxReader - Fears and MemoriesEnglandxReader - Fears and Memories3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You frown as you dont get an answer from Englands phone for the third time today. You wanted something to do and were going to see if he wanted to come over. As far as youre aware, neither he nor you had anything important to be doing and if there was something important you should be doing like attending a meeting, youre sure Germany would have yelled at you down the phone by now.
It had started to rain this morning and the rumble of thunder and flashes of lightning had begun to accompany it a little later, which had put you off going outside, but seeing England would be nice if you could just get a damn answer from him!
You shrug and pick up your car keys along with the spare key to his place that hed given you, just in case. He always answers the phone, so you find his lack of communication with you a little strange and worrying.
As you drive over to his place, you try his phone again, but, again, not getting an answer. The rain hammers against t
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: Notebook EntriesLooking at the shelves of books, Arthur Kirkland found a familiar looking girl in the library. It was (Name), a girl from his class. They talked to each other once in a while, and ate together sometimes, too.EnglandxReader: Notebook Entries3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hello, Miss (Last Name)," he greeted as he approached her. Unfortunately for him, they were still on formal terms.
(Name) clutched her notebook close to her and smiled. "Hi, Mister Kirkland. How are you?"
"I'm alright, thank you for asking. I'm just looking for a good book. And I'm guessing that you're looking for one too?"
She laughed a bit before trying to reach up to get one, barely touching the book's spine. "Yes, I am."
Arthur noticed her difficulty since she was shorter than him and the shelf. Since he was such a gentleman, he reached up with little efforts and got the book for her. "Is this the one?"
(Name) nodded and thanked him in return. He noticed she wasn't giving any eye contact and there was a slight tint of pink on her cheeks, which brought him to look
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
EnglandxReader - Christmas LoveEnglandxReader - Christmas Love3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Staring out of the bedroom window, you saw the first few delicate drops of snow fall to the frozen ground below. A feeling of excitement passed through your body; you loved winter more than any other season during the year. You loved the snow, the snowball fights, the nights in front of the fireplace with a hot mug of tea or hot chocolate in your hands but more importantly, you loved the chilly time of year because you got to spend it with your best friend Arthur.
You had known Arthur since the two of you were kids. The moment you saw him, you wanted to be friends immediately, even though he was a bit reluctant at first due to his self-consciousness. Your small, awkward meeting blossomed into a fully-fledged friendship in a matter of weeks and it has stayed like that for several years. The only problem was, the pair of you went to different schools, which made it harder for you to see each other during the school year. That is why the Christmas season is a very substantial time for bot
Good Guy, or Bad Guy? (England x Reader)Good Guy, or Bad Guy? (England x Reader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Good Guy, or Bad Guy?
(England x Reader)
"Shallow guys!!" you shouted as you violently hit one of the many country flag-printed pillows on your bed, anger boiling in your veins. "If I had a nickel for eve-- GAH!!"
You punched your beloved, rectangle-shaped fluffy stress relief once more.
"Dude, sis, you okay?"
You turned around to look at the newcomer, face torn in rage, but if fell and relaxed as you saw the look of worry in your pretend-sibling's eyes. Why pretend? Because, even though you weren't related, you considered yourselves as family.
"What happened?" he asked, risking a few steps in your direction.
"I'm not pretty enough." you sternly replied.
"I'm not pretty enough" you repeated, those words bringing a sting to your heart. "That's what happened"
"Who told you that?" he asked, walking even closer to you.
"[Guy's Name], Alfie. [Guy's Name]."
"My ex." you cut, turning around at staring intently at the wall that was now in front
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.
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
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 Me2 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
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
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
Popular!EnglandxBullied!Reader- Are You Happy NowPopular!EnglandxBullied!Reader- Are You Happy Now3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She stood out in the crowd, was a little too loud
But that's why we love her
She's not like other girls
She could have conquered the world
Until you broke her down.
You sat hunched in your desk, your (h/c) hair hanging in your face as you wrote on the white slip of paper your world history teacher, Mr. (Teacher's Name) had handed out to everyone in the room not ten minutes earlier. The class period was almost over, and yet you were one question away from finishing that nights homework. Smiling silently to yourself, you read over the next question that was written on the slip.
Who were the Ottomans? You read the question inside your head, putting the tip of your pencil to your mouth, squinting your eyes slightly. Smirking, you jotted down your answer on the line below it.
The Ottoman Empire lasted from 1299 to 1923 as one of the largest and longest-lasting empires in history. It's capital city was Constantinople (present-day Istanbul, Turkey
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
Alone Together: England x ReaderFebruary 14, 2013Alone Together: England x Reader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
This day hadn’t sucked.
Frankly, you were stunned.
Sure, you had seen a little PDA, but surprisingly not much. And all of your friends had gone out of their way to make you little gifts. They even knew you didn’t celebrate, and wouldn’t expect anything in return.
It was sweet.
But still, the day made you think. It made you think about a lot of different little things that made you both want to laugh, and cry.
The emotions you were feeling right now were probably making you extremely unstable. Yet you felt extremely calm.
Even so, you found yourself out late at night, going to try something new. It was something you had been wondering about for a while, and were finally going to take a crack at.
Now you sat, atop this building, overlooking the river. Your legs dangled over the edge, but you knew you wouldn’t fall. Being pretty far back, your lower legs were practically against the wall.
You started preparing, not seeing the frantic figure
RQ: Completely Priceless. EnglandxBullied!ReaderThe only sounds that could be heard in her bedroom were hushed sobs of sorrow and anguish. There were shards of glass everywhere; some pieces reflected sunlight from the window. ________ sat in huddled in the corner, cradling her injured fist to her chest. Her choked sobs subsiding as she slowly recovered from her breakdown. _________ didn’t know if she could continue living anymore. What was the point? Everything around her said that she wasn’t good enough.RQ: Completely Priceless. EnglandxBullied!Reader3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
She was tired of trying to reach the impossible goal of being perfect by societal standards. She was tired of trying to be something she wasn’t in order to gain the approval of others. She became weary of the taunts and jeers of her classmates. ______ didn’t want to go to school anymore. It became too much. The mocking laughter of her tormentors echoed in her mind. Their voices filled with spite and hatred resounded in her ears.
“No one likes you.
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
Bringing You back Depressed!Reader x EnglandBringing You back Depressed!Reader x England3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Depressed!Reader x England
Warning! Emotion!!! ALOT OF EMOTION!!!!
I start to think there really is no cure for depression, that happiness is an ongoing battle, and I wonder if it isn't one I'll have to fight for as long as I live. I wonder if it's worth it.
1. Sever despondency and dejection, accompanied by feelings of hopelessness ad inadequacy
2. A condition of mental disturbance, typically lack of energy and difficutly in maintaining concentration or interest of life.
Synonyms: Distress, Hopeless, Misery, Melancholy
Antonyms: Is there even antonyms when your lost? When your in misery? Crumbling and shattering into pieces? Is there?
Tears fell from your eyes, dripping rapidly down to the bathroom floor. You held the pocket knife sturdy and cutted your skin, making blood trinkle down your arm. You bit your lip, baring the pain and tasting blood from your moist red lips. It tasted disgusting yet wonderful. The pain you felt, the pain your heart
Not letting you get taken away (EnglandXReader)Huffing slightly, you arrived at the university your boyfriend attended, an important book of his clutched to your chest. You’d texted him the moment you’d spotted he’d left the manual for his English literary course behind, so he knew you were coming with it for him.Not letting you get taken away (EnglandXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
One of your hands wiping away the sweat from your forehead, you straightened up and cracked your back. As your morning lecture had been cancelled, you were still in your pyjamas when Arthur started freaking out about needing his book.
So being the kind and compassionate girlfriend you were, you’d thrown on the closest clothes to hand, slipping some easy shoes on and ran towards his university like a bat out of hell.
“Ar-Arthur....” you muttered as you awkwardly made your way on campus. He went to a different university to you, so the whole place was alien to you. Turning your head this was and that, your lip started trembling as you became more desperate.
The strange looks from the othe
Don't Fear The Reaper (EnglandXReader)CAUTION: SWEARINGDon't Fear The Reaper (EnglandXReader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Bloody hell. Bloody fucking hell.
These just so happened to be the only thoughts traveling through Arthur Kirkland’s mind as he stood in front of a body. His body, to be more specific. Funny, how all his life he had scoffed at the idea of an out-of-body experience, but here he was, watching the monitors beep consistently in an endless struggle to keep him from going into cardiac arrest.
He didn’t want to die, not really. While he didn’t have much to live for, as far as friends and family went, that didn’t mean he was going to just give up. After trying multiple times to re-enter his body (they all failed miserably), he determined that there must be some way to get back into his body. Swallowing the panic that undeniably went along with his current situation, Arthur left the room in search of someone who could help him.
The first doctor didn’t even stop. The second one had walked right through him. By this point, he was nearl