Filth (England x Reader)Somehow, and although the young beggar never quite understood how it could have come to be, it was effortless to recall the events in which she had come to be acquainted with a figure of such untainted, valued status and blood. Yet perhaps it was not all entirely an inconceivable matter, as the delicate happenings of grace were often difficult to lose mind of, nor was it something she wanted to pretend never existed in the first place, and thus throw away whatever lingering worth there remained.
There was little to be said of mercy in the gutters, generally. 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
Waiting (Denmark x Reader)“Are you ready?"Waiting (Denmark x Reader)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I nodded, whilst every word I was about to voice quickly died in my throat. I didn’t dare to glance back at the endless sea of merchants and peasants alike that I knew were standing behind me, scrutinising every minute movement I made and every word I spoke. I didn’t want them to think I was afraid. I couldn’t die like that, feeling humiliated in such a form. I was wary of every shiver, every tremble that I knew could be mistaken for fear.
In the deathly silence of those short few moments I heard little other than my own breathing and my own heart. The crowd that surrounded the scaffold was completely soundless, all sound having ceased a number of minutes beforehand. I supposed that they were only waiting for the moment when the axe fell so that they could give their solemn cheers and return home, having had their brutal entertainment. I should have been the same, I realised - if I were not the one about to become the one who would ent
Merciful (Pirate!Prussia x Reader)He did not care even to notice he wasn’t alone until he reached the shore of the large town, a flintlock pistol resting in loose fingers, the grip easy and his expression calm enough that one could easily assume he had no fears about his place on the beach that night. The entire place was deserted at first sight, the people of the town assuredly sound asleep in their beds; the sea remained at low tide, exposing much of the coastline itself. If he glanced behind himself he could still catch sight of his ship resting on the waters quite a distance away, although near enough that he didn’t feel, thank God, abandoned.Merciful (Pirate!Prussia x Reader)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Drawing a trembling breath, he quickly drew his cloak further over his shoulders, soothed by the feel of the material against his skin but also slightly bothered with the fact that he was forced to hide his face whilst he wandered the village, and also the town beyond. If anyone around the place had even the slightest shred of intellect they would have heard of hi
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.
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
Homely (England x Reader)It’s easy enough to see how you wonder for her and think of her presence, despite your steady belief you are a fellow fixed in his ways of life and his own mind.Homely (England x Reader)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Even the first time you meet, and despite your cold stare and your hurried burying of your hands in your pockets for lack of sensible words, you don’t ignore her when she bids you a good morning. You don’t simply walk on like the rest, and leave her in the gutter with her wet chalk and her beautiful, yet hopeless dreams of a worldly canvas. Even though you stumble at her soft inquiries, you allow yourself to spend that precious minute with her, watching what she draws with her filthy, blackened hands. You tell her you care, and with sincerity you think her drawings lovely, and she smiles at you. Who knows, maybe you even return it.
You watch her at her work even as the rain falls, when the Heavens open and you cannot see beyond your apartment for the frosted glass and spiralling fog. But looking down at her,
Tracing letters (EnglandXReader)You sighed as you ruffled your hair. “You know Arthur, this could still take a while.” You said, leaning back so your head was upside down. He shrugged, taking another sip of tea and flicking to the next page of his book.Tracing letters (EnglandXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Turning back to your laptop, you continued typing for a bit longer. But due to the position you were in, you groaned and rolled your shoulders to try to loosen your tense muscles. Arthur glanced up as you rubbed down your back to the best of your possibility and smiled, an idea brewing.
“Come over here, I’ll do that.” He told you, cocking his head at you. “That’d be great Iggy.” You replied, grinning when he frowned at his nickname. “How many times....” he muttered as you sat down sideways on the chair next to him so he could get to your back.
First you took off your woolly jumper though, knowing it’d be more effective that way. His hands rubbed your shoulders and you closed your eyes relaxing instantly
Cold (France x Prostitute!Reader)The evening was quiet.Cold (France x Prostitute!Reader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Francis heaved a deep sigh of impatience, moving both hands against one another in a vain effort to drive back the unkindly cold of winter. Every warm breath escaped his lips as a cloud of drifting, fading smoke, soft against the black sheet of the sky, obscuring his vision.
He visibly flinched with every stifled crunch his shoes would create in the hardened, frozen ground, and at every snap of a twig beneath his weight as he continued almost wading his way through the depths of the freshly fallen snow, picking his feet over the mounds and observing them with a vague, knowing sort of stare. He despised bitter, sharp nights like this with no mistake, finding them to be almost detestable. Even the gentle accumulation of snow upon his head was irritating, unappreciated, as the cold would seep into what felt like his very skull, drawing shuddering breaths from lips gone pale from cold and discontent. To distract himself (if only
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
EnglandXReader: Lessons In LoveLights flashed. Blue. Purple. Green.EnglandXReader: Lessons In Love3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The room wavered as the lights danced on the walls. The music beat against The blonde's ears as he made his way deeper into the sea of people. The people felt like they were closing in, swallowing him in their rhythmic dancing and pulsing auras.
It was a different experience for Arthur, being in the thick of the crowd. When Alfred or Francis even managed to get him into a place like this he usually stuck to the outskirts of the dance floor, he preferred his space out there. Often times he kept to the shadows, standing along the walls. There it was secluded, and quiet (despite the raring music) and he could actually think there. Besides, most of the tables stood alone, away from the crowd, making for an easy escape when he got bored. Tonight, however, was different. He had caught a glimpse of something. He had seen something that he hadn't expected to ever see there, something that had become the
Red String of Love. - England x Reader.Being in second year of college was a lot of stress, especially with the workload that all the professors were giving.Red String of Love. - England x Reader.3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was now close to Christmas break, which was always amazing. This New Year's Eve you were planning to spend with some friends at a club; they told you it was going to be fun, or so you hope.
Today being New Year's Eve, you were trying your best to look as casual yet classy as possible; hoping not failing both.
"(Name)! You're here! Meet my boyfriend's friend!" You were dragged off by (Your Best Friend's Name) to another corner of the room, where her boyfriend and another friend of his were now standing. "This is Arthur," (Best Friend's Name)'s hand pointed toward Arthur, the green-eyed man who was standing with a champagne glass in his hand. "And this is (Name)."
Arthur's hand reached out, smiling. "Pleased to meet you, (Name). I'm Arthur Kirkland - from England." Your hand reached out to touch his.
It almost felt as if you knew him. "Please to meet you too, Arth
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)
Me or tea? (EnglandxReader)You watched happily as Arthur paced up and down, his eyebrows twitching in irritation. It was a rare state that you’d found him in, especially as neither Francis nor Alfred were around.Me or tea? (EnglandxReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
“What’s eating you?” You murmured, gazing as he made a sharp turn before he hit the opposite wall.
Arthur shivered, chewing his lip as his hands clutched at each other. “Just something unimportant love.”
Rolling your eyes, you pushed your cheek into the palm of your hand. “If it was something so unimportant you wouldn’t be pacing, would you now?”
He paused for a moment, a disgruntled look on his face as he realised you were right. Then he sat himself next to you, the sofa’s cushions shifting under his weight. You nudged closer to him and snuggled into his neck, your arms around him.
“Now what’s wrong eh?” You muttered, nuzzling into his jaw. “You can tell me you know.” The blond tensed, one of his legs now jiggling
Trying not to hate you- EnglandxReader"Do you, _______take this man, Arthur Kirkland as your husband, to love him and to honor him, to nurture, serve and support him, in times of joy and in times of difficulty? Do you promise to remain by his side regardless of what trouble befalls you, and in the presence of temptation to forsake this love, do you promise to remain steadfast and true? Do you promise with all your heart and soul to honor this vow till death do you part?"Trying not to hate you- EnglandxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
_______ wanted to say "I don't". This was wrong, so wrong! She didn't want this! She didn't love this man, she didn't even like him! She was in love with another man, for Christ's sake! She looked back at said person, Alfred, smiling happily in the crowd. Oh, if he only he knew
No, him knowing wouldn't do any good. It would cause trouble. She had been forcefully engaged by her parents, and now she was getting married, and that was that. So ______ had no choice but to let her feelings remain secret
This didn't mean she accepted Arthur t
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: I'd fight for youEnglandxReader: I'd fight for you3 years ago in Romance More Like This
betrayal between sisters all for a single man whom was supposedly to marry one of them- the older twin. A family war breaks out as lives are taken, this man carries his own desires, and perhaps he had opened up slowly to one of the twins . If you can sit down in patience and read through this story, you’ll find its true end.
Circles, a common shape that was in the ballroom. All you could see were women twirling around in giant ball gowns much like your own. Eye masks were worn on their faces keeping everyone anonymous, though if ones eye was keen enough, you could see right through the masks hiding their sins. Your eyes glared coldly at everyone in this room; surely you were happy for your twin sister but was this giant ball really needed?
You loved your sister, you really did sincerely, however, the man she was marrying, you did not like at all. Not one bit. You hated and loathed him from head to toe seeing as the man clearly has no heart. He cared
England x Reader x America It's Raining AgainEngland x Reader x America It's Raining Again3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
England x Reader x America
It’s Raining Again Chapter 1
It was raining, grey clouds covered the sky. The blonde stood there rain pelting him and his clothes, he was getting drenched to the bone. But he didn’t care. As he looked across from him he saw him, his enemy.
Dressed in his nation’s uniform, he stood ready to fight. At one point in time he might have looked nice, but now covered in a mixture of sweat, mud, and rain water he looked anything but. Although he a fiery look in his eyes, and I knew why. It was me, he wanted me dead. As for him, I felt indifferent I didn’t want to kill him.
He was a great fighter
He had friends and family back home
He didn’t know anything he was just a kid
He had so much to live for
He was my brother
My brother but there he was his golden locks stuck to his face his azure eyes narrowed in determination. And he was pointing his gun at me.
I woke up with a cold sweat and s
EnglandxReader::The Small ThingsThe Small ThingsEnglandxReader::The Small Things3 years ago in Drama More Like This
England x Reader
There was a loud banging noise that you presumed was the front door; boisterous stomping down the hallway and incoherent words were thrown around as your husband dropped his suitcase on the kitchen table. There were dark circles forming under his eyes and stress lines were more apparent on his pale face.
He slumped into his armchair in the living room and began unraveling the newspaper that he picked up from the driveway, you on the other hand, were standing in the kitchen as all of the commotion happened, worried for your husband as his mood grew more sour each day.
You wanted to help, but you hadn't the slightest clue as to why he was so upset. He never complains about work, his brother Alfred hasn't bothered you two in a while, hell, he just got a raise!
"So, what's the big deal grumpy-butt?" you asked as you leaned on the back of his armchair. Arthur sighed distastefully and flipped the page of his newspaper saying,
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
~Too late~ *Doctor!England X Foreign!Reader*~Too late~~Too late~ *Doctor!England X Foreign!Reader*3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
*Doctor!England X Foreign!Reader*
'For so many nights I have been hearing the rain
I have been hearing the substance flow
I feel cold and my thoughts lead me
To the lacustrine homes.'
The rain was falling heavily outside,hitting the windows with a brutal force.It had been raining for the past weeks and the ground didn't even have the chance to absorb the big amount of water.A sickening mold smell invaded the atmosphere,causing the passers to scrunch their noses in disgust.
Some didn't even bother to acknowledge the presence of the strange smell,it was as if it was supposed to be there.
It was cold and the capital city of England was enveloped in blacks and coloured greys,only here and there a small point of white or dark blue.
People were passing by with their umbrellas.They were just moving mases,doing what they had to do,mechanically dragging their feet across the paved streets.
The pale yellow lights emanatted by the lightposts gave the city an eerie feelin
Sleepy Time!~ (EnglandXReader)Sleepy Time~Sleepy Time!~ (EnglandXReader)3 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Which one should we watch? 'The attack of the evil Domos 2' or the-"
"Love, anyone will do..."
"Are you sure? Because I think the 'The apocalypse of the rainbow gummy bears' is-"
Arthur sighed before you could finish. Sometimes he wonders where the hell do you even get theses movies from.
"Fine then! You try to pick out a movie!" You huffed out.
"But (Name), We watched a movie last night! Could we just go to bed? It's very late." Arthur said as he got up from the couch and turned off the near by lights.
Arthur placed a finger to your lips. "Shhhh, Not tonight (Name). Aren't you tired just a little bit?" He said placing his other hand on your shoulder.
You gave out a sad sigh. "I guess..." You frowned.
"Sleep is very important (Name), Always remember that." Arthur said as he kissed your right cheek and smiled.
You blushed a bit from the warm actions. He always knew how to get you.
"I'll be in the bed room if you need me love," Arthur said as he
England x reader Blind dateEngland x readerEngland x reader Blind date3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You stood beside the entrance to the _____ amusement park, your friend Lily set you up for a blind date and you were suppose to meet him here when the park opened. It was a hot and dry so you were wearing jean shorts, a patterned tank top, and a pair of toms. You were considering canceling the whole thing, you haven't gone out on a date since you broke up with your ex because you didn't want to put out . Plus you didn't even know the guy, well according to lily you guys did know each other but you never really talked. There were two reasons you stayed, the first one being you we're curious to see who it was, and the second one was you just didn't want to be rude. You stood there fidgeting and pulling on your shirt as you waited for him.
Meanwhile in the parking lot,
"Don't make me drag you out" Lily said turning to look at Arthur from the front seat "You are being ungentlemanly and making her wait."
"You told me we were going to a tea shop not an amusement p
No Coffee EnglandxReaderTea.No Coffee EnglandxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You never cared much for it. It wasn’t your least favorite beverage, that spot belonged to the disgusting diet shakes your mother kept drinking and always begged you to try. Those were the worst by far!
That being said, tea still wasn’t that high on your list. You’d tried it before, and tried it again, but it just didn’t do anything for you.
No problem, you told yourself, Nobody says I have to drink it, right? And for a good portion of your life, that was true. No one would force you to drink if you didn’t want it, and most people didn’t really offer it to you anyway.
And then you made the error of falling for Arthur Kirkland.
Acquaintances for a long time before becoming friends, you started to pursue things once you realized you found yourself attracted to Brit. You didn’t think he suspected anything yet, which was fine. It gave you more time to – for lack of a better word – analyze him. See what he
England X Reader: Caught in the RainEngland X Reader: Prize for sunshineanddaisiesEngland X Reader: Caught in the Rain3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Caught In the Rain
"Oh come on," you said to your backpack as you looked through the pockets one more time. You zipped up your backpack's pockets and sat against the door. "Why today," you asked yourself, banging your head on the door softly. "Why did I have to forget my key on the only day this week it rains?" You turned your head towards the road and sighed.
On your way home it was lightly raining, but too many drops to be a sprinkle. Now, after 5 minutes of searching through your backpack, it was raining hard, almost pouring.
You sat up and sent a text to your father with the problem at hand.
Daddy... I'm in a situation..
You're no gentleman- Englandxreader commision"You idiot! Why can't you be more gentlemanly?!" England yelled at America.You're no gentleman- Englandxreader commision3 years 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