TouchHeart ~ (England x Reader)TouchHeart
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
Party Stain - England X ReaderParty Stain - England X ReaderParty Stain - England X Reader10 months 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 Fate10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Excuse me, _______ -san, but what are you rooking at?” a quiet Asian 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
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 Entries10 months 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
Make me laugh ::EnglandxReader::“Uuuugh man this bites…” America slumped onto the couchMake me laugh ::EnglandxReader::10 months 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
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)10 months 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.
EnglandxReader - You're my comfort.Friendship and love should be terms away from each other, like, if you actually are best friends with someone then you can't love them romantically and if you are in a relationship with someone you can't love them in a friendly way. Is that so? That's not possible, I believe. Since Arthur and _____ were both at the same time. Sure, Arthur only acted as a friend when they were under the eyes of the French and American guys who hanged out with both of them -though, mostly Arthur-. But still, when they were only the two of them, oh dear~ He showed all his affection, even though we indeed, got a little bit shy at times but that didn't lasted long enough to make it awkward or weird.EnglandxReader - You're my comfort.10 months ago in Romance More Like This
But for the last few days, there's been something... Something unsettling _____. Something making her.. Act different. Even though she denied it, she was always looking at the girls that even dared to steal a glance at Arthur with a sad look. She always thought about how pretty the other girls were and how skinn
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)9 months 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
EnglandxReader: Connected by WiresEnglandxReader: Connected by Wires9 months ago in Romance More Like This
You sighed for the ‘nth time’ ever since the sun set down; you looked at your silver wristwatch to check the time, you frowned when you realized how late it is already. You have to finish the report before the morning or else your British boss might cut your salary. You rested your chin at your palm as you stared at the monitor-checking the financial report that you will explain the next week. Your eyes traveled from the expenses to the income. Everything’s just fine, good thing you’re using excel since your high school days, now you’re a professional when it comes to rushing paperwork and finishing it nicely.
You spaced out for a moment, realizing that you already finished everything, including the graph. It’s already 1am and it’s pretty dangerous to go home alone, especially crime is everywhere in this busy city. You finished 4 cups of espresso and now you can’t sleep, yo
Marry me~ EnglandxReaderMarry me~ EnglandxReader9 months ago in Romance More Like This
"No Arthur! I've had it! I want you out of here before I come home from work! And take all of your stuff! I don't want you to leave a single thing because we're through!" you screamed, tears pouring from your eyes. Your boyfriend, Arthur Kirkland, had been going out of his way to ignore you for weeks. Every night he would come home extremely late and not utter a single word to you, not even a goodnight. It was driving you up the wall.
"Love please! Let me explain!" Arthur begged, practically in tears.
You shook your head and slung your bag over your shoulder, tears rolling down your cheeks "No! I don't want to hear it! Why don't you just go run off with Amelia? I'm sure you two will be very happy together." you slammed the door and ran off to your car.
Amelia was his ex-girlfriend who was still quite obviously not over him. You had suspected that Arthur was cheating on you with her because every time she would come around, she would give Arthur this sly look that would cause him to blu
EnglandxReader Only Atendee“Is anyone even going to come to this party?” (Name) asked herself, her birthday just had to fall on the same day that Alfred was throwing one of his ‘Awesome’ bashes.EnglandxReader Only Atendee10 months ago in Romance More Like This
She had handed invites out to the people that she really wanted to come, but they had all turned her down to go to Alfred’s party. She had said that she didn’t care either way…but it had hurt. And even with her bravery of handing invitations out she still couldn’t bring herself to give an invitation to Arthur, her long time crush who had never even looked at her. She bit her lip as she set out the few h’orderves that she had made
out on a table with a plain (color) plastic table-cloth.
She bit her lip, this would be sad if no one came to her party…she sat down on her couch with a plastic cup full of (favorite soda) and waited…and waited.
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Arthur stared at the invitation he’d found on the ground at school. It was addressed to some
EnglandxReader .:Sleepless:.“Arthur...?” you said as you opened the door to his room with a slow and loud creak.EnglandxReader .:Sleepless:.11 months 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: 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
EnglandxReader Protect You No Matter WhatEnglandxReader Protect You No Matter What10 months 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.
I want to go home (Soldier!EnglandXReader)Tears ran down Arthur’s filthy cheeks and he trembled as he adjusted the strip of leather in his mouth. Placing his hand over the barrel of his rifle, he gulped once. He’d made his resolve. If he would maim himself in such a way that would render him unsuitable for battle, he’d be sent back home. Just the thought about home made his heart ache painfully.I want to go home (Soldier!EnglandXReader)10 months ago in Romance More Like This
You were waiting for him at home and if he could just pull through at this moment then you could be in his arms forever. Squeezing his eyes shut, he gasped when a grenade went off near his side of the trench. Even if he’d burrowed himself partly into the muddy side of the gash in the landscape, filth splattered all over his already disgusting uniform, camouflaging him even more than the colour of the clothes had originally wanted to.
The reverberation had surprised him, he’d dropped the gun to the floor and he cursed in his frustration as he watched the weapon sink closer to the waterlogged bottom. His wit
EnglandxReader - Christmas LoveEnglandxReader - Christmas Love11 months 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
Kiss the Girl England x Mute!ReaderKiss the GirlKiss the Girl England x Mute!Reader10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
England x Mute! Reader
_____ sat on the beach waiting for her best friend Arthur. He told her he had found a way to bring her voice back. Ever since the accident he promised he would figure out how to bring her voice back. She didn’t believe him but there was always a little bit of hope tugging at her in the back of her mind. Soon _____ saw Arthur hurrying down the beach towards her. She stood up and waved with a big smile.
“Are you ready to get your voice back, _____?” He asked excitedly. She nodded smiling brightly.
“Alright! Please don’t move from that spot, love!” He ordered but with a gentle tone. He then started to draw runes in the sand around _____. After that task was completed he pulled out a small book, quickly flipped to a page and began chanting something. The symbols in the sand started to glow a bright green and _____ started to feel a strange tickle in her throat. She hadn’t even noticed Arthur had walked up
Filth (England x Reader)Somehow, and although this young beggar never quite understood why, she managed to still recall the day they met all those months ago. Mercy was, after all, rather a difficult thing to forget and lose mind of, nor was it something she wanted to pretend never existed in the first place.Filth (England x Reader)10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
There was little to be said of mercy in the grey, heartless world she called her home. There were not many possible words to accurately describe what horrors were witnessed, and what cruelty was so often delivered to her and those alike unfortunates who had no choice in the matter of the ways they would live, and the ways they would die.
It was a droning, painful existence.
He, on the other hand, always flawlessly looked the part of the clearly wealthy gentleman, his clothing fine and his face shaved clean. For the reasoning of his appearance alone (or so it seemed, at least in those short few months) she always chose to wait for him at the more often than not repulsive, clus
England x Reader - The Pirate ActEngland x Reader - The Pirate Act11 months ago in Romance More Like This
"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
Magic: England x ReaderWhen you were little, you loved magic more than anything. Every single aspect of it was fascinating, and you would have been completely satisfied to see any magical creature at all.Magic: England x Reader8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Then, one fateful day, you met Arthur Kirkland.
And you fell in love.
Sure, it was a little kid crush, and you also had a few shameful ones on cartoon characters, but he was the most amazing thing that had ever happened to you.
It was in late July, and uncharacteristically chilly for such a time of year, making it seem a bit more like fall than summer. You were outside hunting for magical creatures, a little disposable camera and binoculars in your knapsack.
You walked into a field, stalking the creatures and looking for fairies. Then you saw him. A little boy sat in the center of the field, crying. Of course, you didn’t notice he was crying, as he was surrounded by magical creatures!
So, walking slowly and with purpose, you made your way over to the boy, bright (e/c)eyes locked on the unicorn. You co
Superstar!EnglandxReader - Missing YouSuperstar!EnglandxReader - Missing You1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Clap your hands, everybody!
And everybody just clap your hands!
Clap your hands, everybody!
And everybody just clap your hands!
Oh, its on again! Feliciano cheers, turning the car radio up.
You laugh. Yeah, again, you say as Arthurs voice starts to sing from the radio.
Hey, hey, Daddy, could I have some rum?
Hey, hey, Mummy, Hey, Hey, Mummy
It doesnt matter what I do, I never forget,
Since when are you so excited about their music? you ask as Alfreds voice chimes in loudly with Arthurs.
The taste of Apple Pie we had long ago in my head!
Draw a circle, thats the earth!
Draw a circle, thats the earth!
Draw a circle, thats the earth!
I am America!
Arent you excited, ________?! Were friends with them! No, wait, youre Arthurs girlfriend! Thats even more exciting! Feliciano gabbles quickly and then starts to sing along.
Draw a circle, th
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)1 year 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
Sexual Tension: England x ReaderWARNING: I swear in this. Get over it, the whole world swears all the time. As I once made an Italian say, “Swearing is good for the soul.”Sexual Tension: England x Reader11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“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
Good Guy, or Bad Guy? (England x Reader)Good Guy, or Bad Guy? (England x Reader)9 months 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
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!Reader10 months 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.