RQ: Child!England x Child!Reader - Gone
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
Child!England x Child!Reader - Gone (Part 2)Child!England x Child!Reader - Gone (Part 2)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
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.
You had been lucky enough to get accepted into (f/u).Your parents had pressured you during the times when you were taking GCSE's and A-levels. You had hated it then, you had enough stress
Child!England x Child!Reader - Gone (Part 3)Child!England x Child!Reader - Gone (Part 3)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Oi, love. Watch where you're going!"
Finally, you looked up, and what you saw shook your world to the core.
"Arthur?" You queried.
"That's my name. Don't wear it out. Wait......__________? Is that you?"
You nodded, mouth agape.
"Shut the barn door, __________, you'll let the flies in." Artie quipped, he had obviously gotten over the initial shock faster than you had.
You snapped your mouth shut, feelings stung by his slightly sharp words. This wasn't the Artie you remembered. The Artie you knew was kind and sweet, forever by your side.
"Artie?" You questioned, dubious.
The dirty-blonde in front of you rolled his eyes condescendingly.
"I already bloody said it was me, didn't I?" He snapped.
You stepped back slightly, hurt by his snide tone.
"Um.." You mumbled, taking small steps backwards, "I think I have the wrong person, sorry."
You whipped around, meager tears forming in your (e/c) eyes. Choking back sobs you start
Tiny Problems -P1-(Child!England x Child!Reader)Tiny Problems -P1-(Child!England x Child!Reader)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Your friend Alfred had invited you over to come and hang out for a while. Despite the fact, you were nowhere near as hyperactive active and nowhere close to as cheerful as Alfred the two of you somehow got along. Sure, you both got along and enjoyed similar things but both of you did things that irked one another from time to time. Usually the two of you would be laughing together or hanging out and you would end up yelling at him the next, almost like an older sister. Nevertheless, for the same reason you often looked out for Alfred and unlike other Nations, you were always blunt with him.
Aside from that, you were also one of the few people that could get his little family to enjoy each other’s company. You were miraculously able to pull Matty out of his shell and make sure he never faded into the background. You were able to handle Alfred, keeping him mostly in check. Heck you were even able to get Arthur to join in some fun and stop acting so stuck up all the time. In some st
I Will WaitSummer had officially begun, and were you ever happy that it had. The day before you had just written your final exams for your classes for eleventh year. You wouldn't get the results until mid July, but at the present time it was the least of your worries.I Will Wait2 years ago in Romance More Like This
At the exact moment you were on your way to meet your childhood friend Arthur at the park. You've know the Brit ever since the two of you could talk, and you've been close ever since. You've been through various tribulations with him and you've been there for each other through it all.
When he called you earlier, he urgently stated that you needed to meet him at the park. Of course you were worried about why this meeting would be so urgent. Except at the same time you were glad he had asked you. It's your typical cliché, fairytale, Hollywood romance. You fell in love with the boy next door. Figuratively speaking of course. Saying you fell in love with your best friend is a more appropriate way of stating it though.
Either way you we
England x Reader Easter Special - Fluffy BunniesEngland x Reader Easter Special - Fluffy Bunnies2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Look Artie! Their so cute!" you squealed picking up the fluffy creature. Your boyfriend Arthur sighed and ran a hand through his blonde hair.
"I told you before not to call me that love." he grumbled.
"Aww! But it suits you!" you said giving him a peck on his now rosie cheek. You giggled at his flustered face and continued petting the small rabbit in your arms. The fluffy white animal nuzzled into your hand. Its thin whiskers tickling you (s/c) skin. You let out an "Aww~" and continued stroking the rabbit.
Arthur chuckled at you and handed you a carrot. You looked at him sceptically until you smiled and took the carrot. You sit down on the dirt and grass ground. Arthur simply stand beside you. He enjoys watching you smile. That was the entire reason he took you to this bunny farm today. He knows how much you love them.
You held up the bright orange vegetable to the rabbits mouth and watched it nibble. You were so lost in the cuteness, you didn't even realize more rabbits were coming t
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
EnglandxReader: Connected by WiresEnglandxReader: Connected by Wires2 years 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
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
Good Guy, or Bad Guy? (England x Reader)Good Guy, or Bad Guy? (England x Reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Good Guy, or Bad Guy?
(England x Reader)
"Shallow guys!!" you shouted as you violently hit one of the many country flag-printed pillows on your bed, anger boiling in your veins. "If I had a nickel for eve-- GAH!!"
You punched your beloved, rectangle-shaped fluffy stress relief once more.
"Dude, sis, you okay?"
You turned around to look at the newcomer, face torn in rage, but if fell and relaxed as you saw the look of worry in your pretend-sibling's eyes. Why pretend? Because, even though you weren't related, you considered yourselves as family.
"What happened?" he asked, risking a few steps in your direction.
"I'm not pretty enough." you sternly replied.
"I'm not pretty enough" you repeated, those words bringing a sting to your heart. "That's what happened"
"Who told you that?" he asked, walking even closer to you.
"[Guy's Name], Alfie. [Guy's Name]."
"My ex." you cut, turning around at staring intently at the wall that was now in front
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You looked down at your watch, 6:30pm. Your boyfriend should be home soon. You sighed and fiddled with the remote. Your house was always so quiet and boring without Arthur. His boss had been making him work overtime and he had been a bit grumpy lately so you tried your hardest not to tick him off.
You stared up at the ceiling and puffed out your cheeks.
God there is always crap on T.V on Thursday nights. You looked down at your watch again, 6:34. You let out a frustrated sigh and nibbled at your finger nails. Maybe you should do something nice for him? Like cook him a nice romantic dinner! And then afterwards you could give him a naughty treat! You giggled at the thought as you pulled yourself off the couch and headed towards the kitchen .
You rubbed your chin in thought. What should you make him? He wasn’t that much of a picky eater, but you wanted to impress him. You rummaged deeper into your pantry until you found a sack of potatoes. “Uh-huh!” you thought ‘Ho
EnglandxReader - Learn and Grow UpThe air was muggy and hot. It had just rained and the aftermath was humidity. Hurrying on his way, Arthur walked through the damp streets, unaware of the homeless citizens laying around, soaking wet. He shouldn’t have to bother with the poor; they couldn’t do him any good anyways.EnglandxReader - Learn and Grow Up2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Up ahead, he noticed a man who was familiar to him. They weren’t close, nor did they get along, but he didn’t mind talking with him. “Francis, hello. What brings you here to England?”
The blond Frenchman turned around, his eyes saddened and dreary. “Arthur, it’s good to see you.” Moving his head back down, Arthur followed his gaze. A young girl lay on the ground, appearing to be dead. She was filthy and frail, yet had a certain appeal about her.
“Yuck, how can you stand looking at that?” Arthur grumbled, the smell getting to him. She was obviously homeless, and didn’t get a chance to bathe.
Francis glared at him, making him flinch. Did he
Tiny Problems -P2-(Child!England x Child!Reader)Tiny Problems -P2-(Child!England x Child!Reader)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Meanwhile as the two of you squabbled, Kumajirou’s sensitive ears picked up the noise in the far part of the house. The little polar bear perked it’s head just as Matty was about to finish setting up the chess for another game. “What’s wrong Kumajirou?” Matthew asked raising a brow of concern for his furry friend.
“I hear children…” the bear said as he promptly left the table and began walking an all fours towards the door and then down the hall. Poor Matthew looked so confused but simply shrugged and followed his pet. The two of them kept a steady pace with Kumajirou leading the way all the way towards the back end of the house where Alfred usually stored stuff and the offices were held so that he and Matty could work.
As they grew closer, Matthew could also hear the voices and they both sounded strangely familiar. Kumajirou finally stopped in front of an old door. Mathew could have sworn he never saw the door before in his life but beh
Chibi!EnglandxChibi!Reader: Hair and AccentsChibi!EnglandxChibi!Reader: Hair and Accents2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“England!” you called out looking for your best friend. “England! France, have you seen him around anywhere?”
France gave a short ‘Ohonhon’ before saying, “You are looking for your lover?”
That comment turned your face red, “England is not my lover!”
“Ohonhon, how do you know I was taking about him?”
Your face went darker, half with anger and half with embarrassment, “Do you know where he is you frog eater?”
France flipped his golden locks, “Why would you want someone like him. He is so stuffy and unfashionable. I mean look at his hair, so short. Don’t you like my hair?” He moved his hair within your reach.
Grabbing a fistful you tugged, “Where is he?”
“Le~ow! Last time I saw him he was on that hill,” he pointed in the direction where England was.
You gave him a smile, “Thanks frenchy.” With that you let go of his hair and trotted off to find England
England x reader- Friday Nights~Love is like a big present...England x reader- Friday Nights2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was your favourite day of the week; Friday. Tonight you were supposed to go to your best friend England's house for movie night, just like always. You'd been friends for roughly eight years, maybe a bit longer. He was always there for you when you needed him.
You had started to take a liking to your old friend, who knows the reason. There was just something about him that made you... Happy. You collected your items and checked how you looked in the mirror one more time, then walked downstairs and outside, being sure to lock the door behind you. After a few minutes of walking, you got to England's house and knocked on the door in a certain pattern; the two of you had come up with it as a way to know who was at the door. You could hear a little bit of commotion, then a loud 'bump' from inside. A few moments later England opened the door, rubbing his head with a small grimace on his face.
"Did you trip, Iggy?" You asked, giggling a small bit.
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 Reader2 years 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
England x Child!ReaderEngland x Child!Reader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Come to France~" The man beckoned you.
"No, come to me. England." The other said.
I stared at both the men, not sure as to which one to pick. I looked at the long haired one known as 'France', sure he looked very nice but you had a bad feeling about him. Then I looked at the man with the bushy eyebrows, his smile was sincere and soft.
"Engwand." I said pointing to him, and then walking over to him. "What?! You chose him?!" The long haired man said, sounding quite upset. "I'm glad you chose me (Country name)." England said with a smile.
England picks me up and walks through a big field, leading up to a giant house, where he takes me inside and set me down. "This is your new home (country name), let me show you to the spare room." England said as he picked me up again. As he did so, I looked around in shock at all the pictures and old items on the walls and shelves. I was already starting to like the place.
England sets me down in a big room, it had a bed, closet, and a
EnglandxReader - In DisasterArthur had a lot on his mind. One thing was his brother, Alfred. The next was the girl his brother had brought home. They denied to dating, yet the elder brother couldn’t see that. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever had the pleasure of laying his eyes on. She had silky (h/c) hair and dangerous bright (e/c) eyes.EnglandxReader - In Disaster2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Her name was (Name) and she wasn’t a shy person. When she came over one day, her and Alfred sat on the couch the whole day playing video games. She was very polite though, and helped Arthur with whatever he needed. But Alfred would hug her and tease her. At times, they would get too close, and it bothered the Englishman.
Arthur walked in through the door, pulling at his tie and unbuttoning the top of his shirt. Running a hand in his shaggy blond hair, he sat his breifcase down by the door, and slips his shoes off. Looking over quickly, the girl was lying on the couch, asleep. He checked his watch, the time being past midnight. He hadn’t realized the t
Tiny Problems -P5-(Child!England x Child!Reader)Tiny Problems -P5-(Child!England x Child!Reader)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
All through the night, you kept thinking you heard something. You would wake up just enough to give a tired look around your new room before putting your head back down. Sometimes it was a gentle hum, other times you thought someone said your name nevertheless you heard something. Every single time though it turned out to be nothing. Your eyes would catch no glimpse of anything strange and you would sit up for a few seconds just to check if you heard anything. The only thing you heard in the silence of the night was Arthur’s snoring from the other room. Figuring it was just your imagination you would go back to sleep, unfortunately this waking issue happened at least six times last night.
Needless to say, when you woke up around 6 a.m. you simply stayed awake. Your tiny body felt tired and weighed down as you sat up in your bed. Tiny hands moved to rub your eyes as you tried to sweep away the sandman’s spell. Lifting up the covers you swung your legs over the side of the be
Bunny!England x Reader- Easter WishesBunny!England x Reader- Easter Wishes2 years ago in Romance More Like This
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
Dance Teacher! England x Reader Chapter 2“…Arthur…Kirkland…” You repeat slowly. It sounds vaguely familiar, but where have you heard that name before? Your brain tries and fails to recognize the name when it hits you like a ton of bricks. “Oh, yes, now I remember”, you say, almost to yourself. “It’s been so long…” “And now he’s coming back…home…”Dance Teacher! England x Reader Chapter 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“What’s been so long?” Emily pipes up suddenly, startling you out of your reverie.
“It’s been so long since I’ve seen him, and now I get to meet him again after 11 years…”
“Well then, it’s a good thing I convinced you, right ______?” She grins and elbows you.
“Yeah, suuuure, if you say so, Emily.”
“I DO say so! And look at this! It says he’s not only a dance teacher, but a famous one, ____!”
“WHAT?!” You yell. “I’ve known that he’s been traveling aroun
Depressed! America x Dead! Reader: Too LateHe sat on the porch step with his head in his hands, the man with the blue eyes. Those eyes, once full of enthusiasm and life had lost their spark. As he had lost his love. The man’s name was Alfred Jones, and a month ago you wouldn’t have been able to shut him up. These days you had to beg him to utter a word. He had lost his love, he had lost his _________.Depressed! America x Dead! Reader: Too Late2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
___________ had been his everything. On that fateful day Alfred had planned to propose, but it was not to be. His happiness, his love –hell, his LIFE – was stolen from him. All that was left was an immortal shell (for he could not die), the spirit inside had long since died out. As Alfred blinked back his tears he reminisced; it had been a beautiful, golden day...
The sun shone on ________’s hair, bouncing off it, seemingly creating a halo above her head. That depiction wasn’t too far off. Alfred was almost blinded by her beauty and soul, almost as if she was actually a
Holding On [Depressed!England x Dead!Reader]Holding On [Depressed!England x Dead!Reader]2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Holding onto you was difficult.
He didn't want to say it was impossible, because that might make him crack. He needed to hold onto everything about you, all the things that made you...you.
But as he mentioned before, there was some difficulty to the task. There were many things he loved about you, and didn't want to let them go just yet. Truth be told, he didn't want to ever let those memories go, but he knew that would never happen.
The whole situation was like trying to cup water in your hands. Placing your hands so they would sit nearly on top of each other, and pressing your fingers tight so there were no holes or leaks, yet the water still dripped on...it was only a matter of time before there was not a single drop left. Needless to say, attempting to hold water in your hands was virtually impossible.
Though instead of holding water, he was holding you. Memories of you to be more ex
Popular!EnglandxBullied!Reader- Are You Happy NowPopular!EnglandxBullied!Reader- Are You Happy Now2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She stood out in the crowd, was a little too loud
But that's why we love her
She's not like other girls
She could have conquered the world
Until you broke her down.
You sat hunched in your desk, your (h/c) hair hanging in your face as you wrote on the white slip of paper your world history teacher, Mr. (Teacher's Name) had handed out to everyone in the room not ten minutes earlier. The class period was almost over, and yet you were one question away from finishing that nights homework. Smiling silently to yourself, you read over the next question that was written on the slip.
Who were the Ottomans? You read the question inside your head, putting the tip of your pencil to your mouth, squinting your eyes slightly. Smirking, you jotted down your answer on the line below it.
The Ottoman Empire lasted from 1299 to 1923 as one of the largest and longest-lasting empires in history. It's capital city was Constantinople (present-day Istanbul, Turkey
REVENGE~EnglandxReader part 1It wasn't just about getting revenge. It was about showing them who's boss. Since you were finally mature enough to do things on your own, it was high time you showed those low-life penny pinchers a lesson.REVENGE~EnglandxReader part 12 years ago in Drama More Like This
But it was also about a boy...
A boy you really cared about.
They took him from you. They stole him, and you never saw him again. By the time you found him, he was married to someone else. The same person who stole your life...
She stole you. Now it was time you payed her a visit.
It all happened when you were young~
"(Name), I made this for you!" your young blond haired British friend replied, showing you the lovely daisy chain he'd just made for you.
Your face lit up like a bright lantern, as he placed the flower chain on top of your head, feeling like a princess being crowned by the king.
"Arthur, it's lovely!"
Although he was rather shy, and quite stubborn at times, he managed to smile back.
"Just like you are~"
Sighing with joy, and smelling the sweet sent of flo