England x Deaf! Mute! Reader: Beautiful Silence
Arthur drove up to the fancy French restaurant. Even though they were mortal enemies, he was still invited over for a formal birthday party in France's most expensive and biggest place. As he walked through the large, gold-embroidered doors, he was escorted to the ballroom, were there was live classical music, a beautiful chandelier over the dance floor, and waiters serving French cuisine.There were many people in formal attire. Women in flowing ballgowns and the men in suits. He scanned the room, looking for an empty table, away from that American brat and that stupid French bastard. Speaking of the flirtatious twat, here he comes now.
"Ah, Angelterre~. I see you have come to my party."
"Yeah, yeah. Happy Birthday, you idiot."
"So, what do you think of this place, hm? Simply magnifique, no?"
The brit just rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, yeah. Simply classy. Now, can you please get your arm off me, so I can get to the damn table?"
The french man did as he was told, and England scoffed and angr
England x Deaf! Mute! Reader: Beautiful Silence 2England x Deaf! Mute! Reader: Beautiful Silence 29 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Just your typical warning: There ARE some curses in here. We are talking about England and his potty mouth and rated F for France material. No likey, no read. Anyway, I apologize for this short and crappy chapter. Enjoy~
The Next Day~
Arthur sat down on his plush armchair reading a book about the five senses. Hearing, touching, seeing, smelling and tasting. He was intrigued by your looks and your little secrets. He wanted to find out how you work. You were a mystery to him. A mystery waiting to be solved. As he flipped through pages to a section that talked about deafness he began to read.'Normally when someone is Deaf they are mute by default. Since they can't hear they can't develop the skills hearing people use. When you are a baby you learn to talk by hearing what people are saying and since deaf people can't hear they talk through sign language, so when they speak verbally it doesn't form complete words, it's more slurred and un-formed.
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A/N: Hey Guys~! Sorry you guys have been missing the third part. Well, I'm kinda busy with school, plus I also have this stupid block. I came up with the random motivation to do the stuff, so here ya go! Sorry for the insane amount of crappiness.
England walked up to the house. He looked at his cellphone, scrolling through the conversation he had with you earlier today:
Oh. Hello there, _____.
How are you today?
Oh, I'm doing swell. I'm kinda bored though...
Wanna go out and do something?
What place do you have in mind?
Hmmm...maybe a walk in the park would be nice.
Alright. I'll pick you up then?
Can you give me some directions to your place, then?
Oh! No problem. Well, first my address is....
'Okay... _________________________. Yeah. This should be ________'s house.' He rang the doorbell and waited. 'OH GOD
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I'm alone in my room with thoughts filled with you
My heart can’t seem to stay without you
Darkness. That’s all I could see. Everything was blank and void. I could hear the shuffling footsteps of my brother as he opened the door to my room.
“[Name],” He said, “I brought you something to eat.”
He placed a warm plate to me. The smell that flew towards my nose made it twitch. I scratched my head and smiled weakly.
“Thanks, Arthur,” I smiled, “but I’m not all that hungry.”
“A-all right.” Arthur stammered. “I’ll leave it on your dresser then.” I felt a little relieved as Arthur placed the terrible food on the other side of the room. I felt the bed push down as he sat next to me. He wrapped his arms around me.
“How are you today?” He asked.
“The same as I was yesterday.” I said, feeling a little disheartened every time he asked the quest
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The gulls were cawing and flying lazy circles overhead. Unfortunately, the poor excuse for a sail was too small to provide any shelter against any droppings that might have fallen onto your head. The lack of shade wasn’t an improvement, either.
“Blasted birds,” you angrily grumbled and craned your head past the small mast to see how your sailing companion was doing.
As I thought, you frowned and threw him a disapproving look. He was suffering from apparent heat stroke, and that nasty gash he got earlier wasn’t making the situation any better. No matter how long you stood there and ran your mouth, nothing would get done. The task would have to fall on you to get the two of your where you were going.
“Fancy meeting a pirate who doesn’t know anything about self-preservation,” you snorted and began to tear a piece of cloth off of your skirt. You then leaned over the sides of the tiny boat and dipped the cloth into the oc
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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
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Well, if you're just tuning in, I'm currently being pursued by a blood sucking leech! My names (y/n) (l/n), and let me tell you, I'm in some deep trouble. This creature is none other than a vampire, and a very hungry one at that... What happened to get him to chase me, you ask? Well, that's easy, I just decided to take a stroll at 10:00pm, that's how! I sound kinda stupid right now, right? Well, how would you act if you had a blood sucker on your trail? Very similar, I could imagine.
"Shit!" I yelled, this is it. I ran, not even looking were I sped off to. Now, I'm stuck in an alley with a dead end... Like I said, why do I have no common sense!!!
"Well, well... What do we have here? A little late night snack?" His eyes glowed with something mighty and wicked. If it were day, I'm sure one could still see th
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Anyone in their right state of mind would notice that Arthur was distracted. They were arguing as always, yet the Brit wasn't saying a word. He wasn't yelling at Alfred for his idiotic ideas, he wasn't succumbing to the need to strangle the French man next to him, and his attention wasn't even drawn to Ludwig when he took control of the meeting. Another average World Summit meeting, but without Arthur prolonging activities, they actually accomplished a few things.
"England!" America yelled at the top of his booming voice.
The country spoken to looked over to the younger nation in slight confusion and anger at his thoughts being interrupted.
"What's wrong, dude? You've been quiet all day." He asked, worry lacing his usually chaotic voice.
"'e 'asn't even tried to strangle me."
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Whilst the summer breeze blew around him Arthur sat on the edge of the quiet road, his emerald eyes glistening with salty tears, small hands clasped together. His best friend, ________, was moving away. The two had been friends since practically birth, and were as thick as thieves. They were completely inseparable. Now, ________ was leaving him.
Her father had gotten an amazing job proposition in America, and he had jumped at the offer. Her family needed the money, since they weren't exactly rolling in money. Arthur on the other hand, was better off. He came from a wealthy family and had never needed to ask for anything, because of this his young mind couldn't contemplate why they had to move. He only knew that he would miss her, with all his heart and soul.
"Artie?" a soft voice called.
Arthur looked up and dashed away his tears. __________ stood before him, wearing a pretty, pink summer-dress. Her hair was tied into two plaits on each side of her head which bounced every time she too
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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.
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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
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Ok I’m still new to this kind of reader insert thing so without a doubt this sucks but I had to get this out of my head and also I’m obsessed with this song it’s not even funny, well it kind of is because it’s just SOOO catchy! Well Enjoy! :3
Alfred's mom has got it goin' on
Alfred's mom has got it goin' on
Alfred's mom has got it goin' on
Alfred's mom has got it goin' on
“ Yo (Your name)!” Called your best friend Alfred F. Jones as he waved to you, making you turn your head and smile, “Hey Al, sup?”
“Man, I didn’t understand a thing that guy was saying in math whaddaya say we go to my place and study?”
You raised an eyebrow, since you two had been close since grade school you knew how to interpret his sentences, “By that you mean just hang out and laze around?”
“Exactly! It’s like you read my mind!” He said and threw his arm around your neck, you chuc
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You let out a small sigh, drumming your fingers against the flowered tablecloth that covered the wooden table beneath it. The only thing you could hear was the tapping sound you made, and the happy sounding chirp that came from outside the white paned window.
It was March 31, and it really didn't seem any different from an ordinary day alone. The only thing that made it different, however, was the fact it was Easter Sunday. When you were little, you usually spent this holiday over at your parents house, 'helping' your mother cook the ham and potatoes you had each year. It always comforted you to be with family during the holiday season, though each time you thought about it, it seemed like the same routine; Sit in the cramped kitchen your parents had owned since you were a small child, the old television that was pushed into the crevice in the wall playing Easter marithons in the background, the smell of freshly cut tulips from the garden filling the room while you sat and watched your
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She wore a crown of fastened roses. Every day, she danced with Mother Nature and the harvest's bounty. Her fingers traipsed and pirouetted along the chrome keys of her flute, threading together a train of complementary notes, never too flat or too sharp. Her (E/C) orbs reflected the crystalline tongues of water that lapped at the eroded cracks of creekside rocks. Her (H/C) locks caught the wind, kissing each breeze and dappling her cheeks with askew strands.
I didn't know if she was aware of my presence in her woodland. Did the bushels of Queen Anne's Lace carry my foreign scent? Did the leaves, stirring softly in their canopies, gossip of my name? Yet, I could not help but come back. I daydreamed of her lips, painted of sangiovese and just touched with chapped skin, pressing to my own, dancing against my mouth with delicate tangibility and intricate tenderness. I yearned to caress her smooth face, run my hands along her beautiful curves and nibble at her porcelain skin, composed of st
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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
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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 Dead!Reader: See You in my DreamsEngland X Dead!Reader: See You in my Dreams9 months ago in Romance More Like This
It was late into the evening of (Month, Day). Your birthday.
Too bad you were no longer alive to celebrate it.
Arthur sat quietly on the couch, staring blankly at his reflection in the black screen of the TV positioned across the room from him as he listened to the gentle, rhythmic sounds of the ticking of the wall clock above it and the patter of rain falling outside and beating against the windows. The room was rather dim, lit only by a single lamp which stood on the side table next to the couch. The entire room held a feeling of emptiness and dreariness that had been lingering ever since the rain started coming down a few hours ago, but no action had been done to try and get rid of it.
Arthur let out a long, exhausted sigh as he let himself sink back into the couch. It was nearly midnight and he should've been in bed hours ago on a day like this, but he didn’t care.
He didn’t care about anything anymore.
Arthur continued to stare blankly at his reflection in the TV, awar
Horror Movies EnglandxPunk!Reader “C’mon, Arty,” you teased, getting closer to your boyfriend’s face, poking his nose with your painted-black fingernail, a smirk on your face. “It’s just a silly movie,” you couldn’t help but let out a quiet laugh.Horror Movies EnglandxPunk!Reader6 months ago in Romance More Like This
His emerald eyes rolled back in his head as he let out a quiet sigh. “Another one, (y/n)? Isn’t this becoming something of an obsession?” his blonde hair fell slightly into his eyes as one of his large, bushy eyebrows raised in question.
You rolled your eyes as well, crossing your arms, making the horror video in your hands stick out a bit as a few of your bracelets jingled on your wrist. “Obsession?” you scoffed. “You are being the definition of a hypocrite right now,” you smirked, taking a step away from your boyfriend, holding up your hand that wasn’t holding the DVD case. “Let’s just take a count of all your obsessions. Ther
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This story takes place during your (and Iggy's) University days. However, the two of you still haven't seen each other again since the day you left for America. At the beginning you are packing your bags to return to England, as you have been accepted into your favourite university in London (Imperial or UCL, for example).
(f/u) = favourite university in London
(m/n) = mother's name
(c/n) = course name
You plopped yourself onto the bed and glared at the state of your room. There were half-folded clothes everywhere; textbooks were flung about, shoes of all designs were hiding your wooden floor, and suitcases stood, wide-open. Your room looked as if it had been hit by 'Hurricane Sandy', and you were supposed to be leaving for England tomorrow.
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“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
Prince!England x Servant!Reader - Forbidden Love‘Another mundane day in the kingdom.’, thought the British prince. He stared idly at the grand walls of the palace. He thought the day couldn’t get any duller. Then suddenly his father, the king, entered the room. “There you are, Arthur! I have been looking for you everywhere.”, the king said in a jovial tone. Arthur sighed. “What is it father?”, Arthur questioned his cheerful father. “The new servants arrive at the kingdom today.”, his father informed his son.Prince!England x Servant!Reader - Forbidden Love7 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
The prince sighed. The kingdom always got servants every few months, so this was yet another uneventful day. A messenger then entered the room. “Excuse me, your grace and your highness, but I wanted to inform you that the new servants have just arrived.”, he bowed.
The king nodded. “Thank you, Charles. We shall go down and meet them shortly.”, he told the messenger. Charles bowed once again and left the room. “Now come along Arthur. We must
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He was of the upper-class; a highly refined gentleman of great status and extreme wealth. His arrogant words knew no bounds; they were spat out at the destitute beggars that lay whining at his feet, seeking the limitless extent of the gold that he possessed, and at the homeless orphans who dared not to approach his obviously rich body, for fear that he would beat them senseless if they did so. He held a slick, titanic black umbrella in his left hand. The tip would click unceasingly against the cobblestone paths that he practically owned; splashing tediously in puddles of grimy water. When that would happen, he would jerk the tool into the air, scowl heavily at the rainwater and continue on his way.
However, this day was a day that he would not forget as easily as the days that lay behind him; for those days were consecutive ones with hours that slipped his mind as easily as a fish slips through one's unclasping fingers. This one would cause a considerably massive effect on him, for it
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Please be a sweetheart and don't read it if you think, that you're not able to deal with strong and sad feelings, emotional pain and yadda yadda yadda.
»My beloved« Sad Ending
His throat felt like dried out as he tried to swallow down his own saliva, which had collected itself in his mouth. His with cold sweat wetted hands shook, his forehead was graced with sticky beads of sweat.
He couldn't, no, didn't wanted to believe his eyes.
[Name]?, he whispered your name quietly and took a step closer to you.
Everything hurt inside and outside your body and your throat burned hellish, it felt like someone had poured hot corrosive acid into it and then corded it up. You were to tired to move yourself since you knew, that you would feel even more pain than you already had.
You couldn't recognize the voice, who it was or what the person wanted, but it sounded so... familiar?
You would love to p
Papa!EnglandxMama!Reader - Happy Mother's DayPapa!EnglandxMama!Reader - Happy Mother's Day10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You yawn and sit up in bed, rubbing your eyes as the light gently enters through the break in the curtains. The first thing you notice is that your husband, Arthur, is not in bed with you. That was strange as youre usually the first one awake so that you can go downstairs to make him a cup of tea. Then there are the kids. Alfred is usually making a lot more noise by now and Mattie would probably have come in to see if youre awake so he can come downstairs with you. The six year olds didnt like to stay in bed on weekends, up early to play with their toys or draw which is more like Mattie as he is way quieter than his hyperactive brother.
Suddenly theres a crash from the kitchen, followed by your British husbands voice saying, Bloody hell, Alfred, will you be careful!
It was an accident! comes your sons response.
Look, Ill carry the tray, Arthur said, and then you heard the door open.
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The sun blared down on you and your black lace parasol. You grumbled, “Artie is late again…he is in so much trouble…”
You turned, scowling at him, “You’re late.”
Arthur bristled, “Whatever.”
Groaning you walked into the mall. “We have to find a costume Artie.”
“Don’t call me that,” Arthur protested, following you into the mall. “Why did you call me anyway?”
“It’s one week before Halloween…you know my favorite holiday?”
Arthur blushed and chuckled nervously, “Yeah…”
Your hands were about an inch apart. During you walk in the mall your fingers touched several times as Arthur tried to take your hand in his. “There!” you pointed to a small shop with promising looking costumes.
Walking in your grinned at the crazy scary costumes. “How about this?” you asked picking up a witch’s hat.