Popular!EnglandxBullied!Reader- Are You Happy Now
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
Worthless (EnglandXReader)CAUTION: SWEARING, BULLYING, AND SUICIDE. MAY BE TRIGGERINGWorthless (EnglandXReader)2 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
EnglandXxXxReader"Bloody hell!" An angry British man yelled.EnglandXxXxReader2 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
Kiss the GirlKiss the Girl2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were sitting in the quad of your boarding school. It was a beautiful spring day, very late in the afternoon to be precise, the birds in the surrounding trees chirped a merry tune. The sun was high in the sky and fluffy white clouds painted the light blue sky. The marching band was practicing in the distant, the woodwinds play their beautiful tunes. The strings played alongside them harmonically.
The choir had also taken up residence in the quad their precious medleys blurring together in pure elegance. You smiled to yourself as you sat in the shade under a large tree, contently reading your favourite book. School is over for the week and you had the weekend to enjoy yourself.
Little did you know not to far away in the crowded quad, a handsome young gentleman had been starring at you for the past five minutes.
"Arthur! Dude!" Alfred called snapping his fingers in front of his friend. He has been starring at a g
Bully!America x Bullied!Reader. .:You Promised:.Bully!America x Bullied!Reader. .:You Promised:.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You shuffled quickly to your next class here whispers as you passed.
“She’s fat.” One whisper reached your ear
“She’s a loner, a loser!” another line of many reached your ears.
It pained you to know that these very lines also took away your best-friend, Alfred F. Jones.
Now he was just like the rest of them, a bully, someone who wanted to hurt you, both emotionally, and physically.
Then, you saw your classroom door. “I can make it!” You though happily before being shoved out of the way by none other than, Alfred.
You landed on the ground harshly, hearing some snickers around you. Alfred already entered but his friends, Gilbert and Matthais, were pointing and laughing, only making you feel worse.
The bell rung and you got up hurriedly not wanting to be late for class again because of thes three. But that didn’t happen. Instead you got a pissed off teacher leacturing you after class.
You got home ok, but your heart w
Bully! America x Depressed! Reader - Never ForgetA/N: kinda sorta sad and involves self harming! no like? NO READ!Bully! America x Depressed! Reader - Never Forget2 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Go to Hell!"
These were the constant insults that invaded your mind every day. You don't know why everyone picked on you. Perhaps they found it fun to see you in pain. The sadistic glow in their eyes when they push you to the ground was enough to know they didn't care.
"Hey loser! Watch where you're going!" sneered a girl with blonde hair. She shoved passed you and moved towards her group of friends. They all looked at you, whispered, and laughed.
You continued walking to history class and took your usually seat in the front row. As you begun flipping through your notes, you were flicked in the back of the head. You turned around to see Alfred Jones. Oh how you loathed him. He was the first person to start picking on you. He made everyone else too. His wheat blonde hair and bright blue eyes make you t
Jerk!AmericaxReader Oneshot Classroom Callouts...Jerk!AmericaxReader Oneshot Classroom Callouts...2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jerk!AmericaxReader Oneshot Classroom Callouts...
Censor for language is already on. Please use your imagination if you'd like to use other words. Thank you!
Today sucked royally for you. First, you slept through your alarm so you were almost late to school. Next, another jerk from [second least favorite class] tripped you in the hallway. You also forgot your homework for third hour in your locker and your teacher wouldn't let you go get it. And now, you're just having a bad day. In a permanent bad mood until you get home.
And the worst part is that all your friends are just running away from you claiming "They know how you get when you're angry and they don't want to mess with it." It figures. You're a nice person. Life of the party when you go out(which isn't very often) and a sarcastic, crack up. Very funny person in short. But the one thing people can never see past to this "cool" side of you is the fact that you take school seri
Bully!Romano x Victim!Reader: Mean---------------------------------------------------------------------------------Bully!Romano x Victim!Reader: Mean2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“You, with your words like knives
And swords and weapons that you use against me
You have knocked me off my feet again
Got me feeling like I'm nothing
You, with your voice like nails on a chalkboard
Calling me out when I'm wounded
You picking on the weaker man”
(3rd person P.O.V.)
You were walking down the halls to your next class, textbooks in hand and pencil case slipping out of your grip. As it fell, you were shoved into the lockers, crashing down like your pencil case. You heard its contents scatter across the hall, then cruel laughter. It took a few seconds for your eyes to refocus on a very familiar figure, and it wasn’t like you weren’t expecting this to happen; it happened every day.
“Idiota,” a deep male voice growled. His voice was like nails on a chalkboard; it sent shivers down
Bully! America x Depressed! Reader-Never Forget p2A/N: cussing, sad stuff dont like dont readBully! America x Depressed! Reader-Never Forget p22 years ago in Drama More Like This
The next week, Alfred dragged you from your home and back to school. But, not before helping you heal yourself.
A loud knock assulted your door.
"Good Morning _______! It's time to get up!"
You groaned. "Go home Jones!" you shouted back.
He laughed and kicked open your door and waltzed into your bedroom. He lift you up in his arms and kissed your forehead. "There is no time for that now ______! We have a big week planned before you go back to school!"
Your (e/c) snapped open. "What?! I'm not going back there!" you yelled thrashing in his arms. He was unaffected and continued.
"First and for most, I'm going to help you getting your eating habits back on track and but you some *bio oil for your scars."
You scowled and looked away. "Why are you doing this?"
Alfred smiled and kissed you softly. You watched his eyes flutter closed as he pressed his lips harder to your
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 Reader2 years 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
Oneshot: Bully!England x Bullied!Reader: FootballOneshot: Bully!England x Bullied!Reader: FootballOneshot: Bully!England x Bullied!Reader: Football2 years ago in Romance More Like This
It all began on a perfectly normal day.
Sadly, normal days weren't exactly good for you. To put it simply, you were bullied. Technically, compared to what you had seen inflicted upon others, you weren't being bullied, but rather harshly teased. The boys that "bullied" you were smart enough not to physically harm you, as they had had their fair share of detention. Their words often hurt, but it wasn't enough to make a fuss about, and you didn't want anyone to think you weak for simple teasing. So you just put up with it.
Of course, to your total displeasure, your home was close enough to walk to from school, but far enough that it made you feel like you had to trek across the country.
And, of course, that trek consisted of crossing the soccer field.
If you haven't figured it out yet, all the boys that liked to pick on you were on the boy's soccer team. All of them.
The "leader" of that little bunch of annoying and the main
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)2 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
America x Reader: Haven't Had Enough---------------------------------------------------------------------------------America x Reader: Haven't Had Enough2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Testing, testing, I'm just suggesting,
You and I might not be the best thing,”
(3rd person P.O.V.)
Alfred F. Jones. He was your best friend from kindergarten, the quarterback on the football team, and all in all, the most popular guy at Hetalia High. Not to mention, he was your boyfriend of three months, up until recently, after the final football game of the season.
“Alfred… I’m not even sure you need hear this… but I want to break up.” You mutter under your breath the day after the game.
“Hey, babe… what? …(Name)?” Alfred starts his usual greeting as loud as usual, but as soon as he processes your words, his voice is hushed, like he didn’t see this coming. He reaches out to you, but before he can hold you back, you let out a sigh and hold back tea
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)2 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.
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 Entries2 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
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!EnglandxReader2 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
Let Me Catch You ( England x Depressed!Reader )Let Me Catch You ( England x Depressed!Reader )2 years ago in Drama More Like This
You plastered a fake smile on your face. You had been doing this ever since your parents had died in a car accident. Ever since you began to be a victim of bullying. Ever since your best friend fell head-over-heels for the popular girl at school and had been dating her. He left you alone...and to think, you fell head-over-heels for him. What did you do to deserve this?
"Hey, you okay, ___?" Ava, one of two of your friends asked, waving her hand in front of your face. Your eyes widened a bit, snapping out of your thoughts. "Y-yeah, why?" you asked, forcing a small smile. "I don't know. You just seem out of it. Are those b*tches getting to you again? Don't listen to them!" she spoke, putting her hands on her hips. By now, the class was over, and everyone was heading out. You shook your head quietly, patting Ava on the shoulder. "Don't worry about it, okay? I'm just tired today. Let's go to lunch before the teacher gives us extra work" you tease, walking out befor
Depressed!AmericaXxXxReader"Alfred, dude, get your life together." You said as you rolled eyes. You were at one of your best friend's - Alfred - house trying to cheer him up, but, as you can tell, you weren't doing a very good job. He sighed out for like the 20th time. What is wrong with your friend you ask? Well, he just found out that his girlfriend - [Some Girl You Don't Like] - not only cheated on him, she also didn't even like him to begin with! She was just using him to 1, make her ex-boyfriend jealous, and 2, for his popularity, if that doesn't suck, especially when she was the one to tell him. You tried to tell him, but did he listen? Nope, not at all. He even yelled at you, saying you were just like everyone else that tried to break them up. It's a wonder you're still with him now but you don't give up on friends like that. He was just confused, puppy love, if you must call it something.Depressed!AmericaXxXxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"[Name], dudette, I just want to be by myself right now." He said. He sighed again and laid down on his bed. You ro
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)2 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- Nice Guys Finish LastEngland x Reader- Nice Guys Finish Last1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Come on, Arthur, it's just one simple, miniscule little question. How bad could this possibly turn out?
The blond Englishman kept his determined gaze locked on the old black telephone that he had set out on the wooden table that was in front of him, wringing his hands together to the point where they had gotten a tad raw and uncomfortable. It had surprised him as to how nervous he was acting about the whole situation, and he did have to admit he was being a bit childish. How hard was it to say six simple words to a girl he had known for a good part of his life? Will you go out with me? That was all he had to say, and he thought it easy enough at first. But each time his trembling hand reached out for the phone, he started to think about the possible chance that she could say no and turn him down. But then the vision of her beautiful, toothy smile and brilliant (e/c) hues that seemed to hold a thousand questions still left to be unanswered wafted into his mind, and he
Too Little, Too Late. (AmericaXReader)You hated the fact that you were standing here. He had been your best friend since childhood, had seen you at your best and at your worst. From scraped knees to broken hearts, he had helped you though it all, it was almost inevitable that you would fall head over heels in love with the jovial, easygoing Alfred F. Jones.Too Little, Too Late. (AmericaXReader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
But now you were being forced to watch him marry another woman.
You had to listen to him to him go on and on about her, as if the world itself revolved around her. You had to listen to every painstaking detail about how he proposed, and about how she said yes, and he never saw your pain or your heartbreak. Your best friend-the love of your life-was too absorbed in his own happiness to notice the pain he was putting you through.
You faithfully stood at his side, playing the part of the “best woman” because Alfred wouldn’t have anyone else at his side. We’re best friends, he had said, and I want you up there. So there you were, wearing a comical dr
England x Reader: String of FateEngland x Reader: String of Fate2 years 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
America x Reader - I Promise"It's over." the sandy blond man said bluntly.America x Reader - I Promise2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"W-what?" you asked as tears begun to form in the corners of your big (e/c) eyes. You two were happily eating dinner at your apartment.
The American pushed up his glasses that had become askew. "I'm just not into you anymore," he rose from his chair and headed for the door. "to be honest, I never really was into you." and with those final heart crushing words, he left.
You and the American boy named Alfred have been dating for the past 2 years. Things have always gone so great! You loved him and he loved you. Or so you thought.
Now you sit in your chair. Too stunned to move or feel the hot tears running down your cheeks. What did you do? What happened to cause this?
Thousands of questions raced through your mind. You stood up and stumbled to your bedroom, flopped on the bed and cried your eyes out.
I closed _______'s door behind me and sank to the floor. I can't believe I actually broke up with her! Just because every
Covered in TeaCovered in Tea2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Should I be concerned that you are randomly deciding to come outside in the middle of the day. Especially after saying you were going to be busy playing Call of Duty all day?" you asked as your loud American friend Alfred dragged you by your forearm out of your house.
"It's a nice day out dude!" Alfred smiled proudly, breathing in the late June air.
"Now I am really worried," you stated as you squirmed in his grasp.
"Now go stand over there," Alfred instructed as he pointed to the east side of the house, that was now in the cool blackened shade.
"May I ask why?" you asked as Alfred pushed you towards the wall.
"Nope," he smiles as he positioned you. Just like an artists would position their model. "Now smile," he told you, in his hands he held a tiny silver camera.
Reluctantly you smiled towards the tiny silver lens. You heard the sound of the flash go off, but as well felt something wet dropping above you. You glanced up to see a large red pail, balancing on the window sill a few fee
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