Worth It ~ England X Reader
WARNING! This involves reincarnation, so if that offends you in any way, please do not read. Also, this is a freakin' long story, over 5,000 words. So, you've been warned.
Northern Brittania, long long ago
A being looked up as a gruff voice grunted at her. The young girl, no more than five years old, looked at her father. He had a spear in hand with blood dripping down the stick onto the cold white fluff below them. It stained it red, like the flower that grows when the cold begins to leave.
She grunted in his direction and he made a motion toward a cluster of huts, and then walked off. She understood him enough to follow to her make-shift home. At the moment, the hunt was near here and other families had realized this as well. At least for now, they were working together to take down bigger animals, providing more food and pelts.
Once near her home, she saw others her age playing in the snow. Deciding she wanted to join, she ran up with the others and they all took off
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The sound of an arrow whistling through the air caught the attention of a white beast, whose ears pricked and head jerked at the source. With a small huff, the creature nimbly leapt out of danger, leaving the hawk feather-fletched arrow embedded in the tree behind. Landing gracefully on its padded feet, the animal wasted no time looking for the one who shot the deadly object, and wisely loped off into the safety of the forest.
“Damn it!” cursed a young man, clenching his bow tightly in his hand and gnashing his teeth in frustration. His thick eyebrows drew together in a scowl as he ran his free hand through his messy blonde hair. “That’s the third time this week!”
He groaned in frustration as he trudged forward, proceeding to attempt to get his arrow back. Much to his frustration, chagrin, and disappointment, the object refused to budge; he muttered a string of curses at the waste, but straightened up and turned around. He needed to get home before dark, r
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"Wait! True, we don't have judge yet, but we've got something you might fancy even better." You spoke as you rested against the dirty counter and looked up at Mr. Todd smirking evilly.
"What's that?" Max who was playing Todd asked.
"Executioner!" You yelled and then creepily laughed. Max grabbed your hand and put his around your waist as he began to twirl you on stage.
"Have charity towards the world, my pet!" He sang.
"Yes, yes, I know, my love!" You replied dreamily
"We'll take the customers that we can get!" He yelled.
"High-born and low, my love!" You sang.
"We'll not discriminate great from small! No, we'll serve anyone, meaning anyone," He began to sing running to the front of the stage looking out to the audience.
"And to anyone at all!" You both sang together holding the notes perfectly til the music finished and the curtains closed. You hurried back to the dressing room to quickly get a drink and re apply some makeup.
"Hey ____!" You heard some one yell, you turned to see your
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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.
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England X Reader: 'Make A Wish'
(A/N: My submission to The-Hetalia-Hangout’s contest.)
It was a late night. Stars were out, and the moon was shining brightly. Lighting up the hill full of poppies and daffodils. You and a certain Brit were lying on top of a picnic blanket that was simply sprawled on the floor. The night sky was filled with stars, a few fireflies were flying about. An old robin's nest abandoned, high up in a nearby tree.
It was a quiet night. The silence was bliss, away from all the noise you were so used to. The usual hustle and bustle of the city was stressful, so the calm and stillness of the night, in an empty field was relaxing. It was like a small haven in a world full of troubles, problems, worries, regrets and lies.
Snuggling closer to England, his scent of tea and vanilla is warm and inviting. You nuzzle his cheek inhaling more of his scent, the Brit’s cheeks heat up from the sudden affectionate gesture. This was normal, an affectionate g
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"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: Country Girl “Hey Ma! Pa! I’m home, and I’ve got a friend with me!” Alfred called as he walked into his large house. He heard shuffling from the kitchen as he set his bags down in the living room. He looked as his mother walked into the living room, wiping her flour covered hands on her long, black apron.EnglandxReader: Country Girl2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Alfred!” she cried, grinning from ear to ear. She was relatively thin with thick, slightly graying __(h/c)__ hair and pretty blue eyes. She ran to her son and wrapped her arms around his neck. He laughed and spun the woman around like it was nothing at all.
“Hey Ma! How’ve you been?” Alfred asked as he set his mother down. She smiled and ruffled his wheat colored hair.
“Not bad. It sure had been a lot quieter since you left though. Your sister doesn’t make anywhere near as much noise as you do,” she replied, laughing and pinching his cheek.
“Alfred! Would you please help me you gi
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You were the lead singer of your band (band name). You were really good, too. But the bar was really full, and you had this thing about singing in front of so many people.
You ran a hand through your (h/l), (h/c) hair and breathed harshly before starting to get yourself into something that resembled a peaceful state. And then it was time.
You walked onto the stage, looking drop-dead gorgeous in dark skinny jeans, a (f/c) shirt, and you favorite black leather jacket. To top it all off were your black spiky high heels, and your black liner.
A few men in the crown whistled at you, but you ignored them. The rest of your band took their places, and the lights dimmed. You heard the churning intro of the song as you took a steadying breath.
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Ever wondered what happens when dusk takes over the world?
Ever wondered what kind of creatures lurk in the shadows,
anxiously waiting for twilight hours to wash away the light?
Ever wondered how your life would be amongst them?
I have. All the time.
All I've ever wanted growing up was to be in a world where I would be understood, somewhere where I would be appreciated, and not looked down upon constantly. Somewhere where I wouldn't have to hide my identity for the sake of my own life. Somewhere where we don't live in a culture based on fear; it's not because you're different that you're bad.
That's what I've been taught. That's what my mother told me to believe-- to hide everyday. It's not because you can hear, see and do things others can't that you're a freak. It's just who you are, what makes you unique. Unfortunately, I was born in the wrong place, where, unless you fit the mould, you can't live properly. Heck, you're burnt to death if you don't follow it!
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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
Forever and Always- EnglandxReaderAlthough Arthur had endured his fair share of war and conflict, some scars were acquired from battles he'd never fought; mental rather than physical, unseen yet still there, lingering in the back of his mind like ominous storm-clouds because he couldn't stand to face them. They weren't caused by trauma, not from the psychological torture that came hand-in-hand with events of his past, they were simply things he couldn't come to terms with. They were all the things he wished to forget, paranoia and nightmares that haunted him every time he closed his eyes, the guilt and regret and even hints of the ruthlessness that had consumed his mind as an arrogant pirate captain- It was difficult enough watching everyone he'd ever cherished die or abandon him, but his own mind destroyed him more than normal wounds ever could; it had started to accumulate after his beloved Elizabeth had died, after Alfred left, after the horrors of the world wars that had tested him more than he could ever knForever and Always- EnglandxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
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"Yo [Name]! What's up?" Alfred asked in his usual loud voice, taking a bite from his hamburger that he held in his other hand.
"The sky," you lamely joked as a smile graced your lips. You thought that the reply was super lame, but Alfred laughed nevertheless.
"You busy today?" Alfred asked you curiously. "We could hang out!"
Arthur crossed his arms over his chest and frowned. You promised Arthur that you would spend some time with him that day, and you intended to keep it. Of course, the English man knew that you would keep your promiseyou always did, but even so, he still couldn't help but get upset with Alfred.
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If you believe
The nice cool air settled with a drizzle that patted the backs of all who paddled down the street, almost as if ushering them onwards towards their destination. So far, Channel 62 was keeping their prediction on "Weather on a need to know basis". Although the rain wasn't "Pouring down in buckets," per say more like falling through a tightly weaved strainer suspended above the sky.
The rain's puddles splashed at your feet with each step you took, thoroughly wetting your socks so that each step was taken with an accompanied squish.
Well, these socks were absolutely ruined.
But after all, rain was to London as green was to grass. Whatever the saying was.
You gave a small huff as you decided to duck into the next open shop. This rain really wasn't helping you, at all.
Your sneakers padded as you flew down the street , searching for an "Open" Sign. Why was it that every sign that lit
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I woke up early in the morning and looked out my window to see the sun
shining through the white puffy clouds. Maybe I should go to the park
today and cloud watch since its so nice out today. I thought as I got
dressed in my (f/c) dress and walk outside, embracing the suns warmth.
I get to the park and start to walk down a path until I see a familiar
face. A man with blond hair and emerald green eyes known as Arthur Kirkland.
I see Arthur reading a book at the fountain in the middle of the path.
I feel my face get hot and I get cotton mouthed. Ive had the biggest
crush on Arthur for quite sometime now. I wish I could let him know that
I like him. I take a deep breathe and walk over to the british man and smile.
Hi Arthur. I say in a soft soft. He looks at me and smiles.
Oh, hello ___ He replied in this sexy english accent. What are you
Im just enjoying the sunshine. I said cheerfully and blu
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'Life without you would be like a broken pencil...pointless.'
[Name] smiled softly at the little note. Every time she would go to one of the World Summit meetings, a little piece of paper would be sitting on the table in front of her seat. She now had a small handful of said messages, ranging from 'Your beauty makes the morning sun look like the dull glimmer of the moon' to 'If beauty were time, you'd be an eternity'. The only problem was that the author of such sweet words never wrote his name.
I wonder who it is... [Name] pondered, as she looked around the clearly-packed room. Every nation had arrived by now, so it could have been anyone. There was Spain, flirting with one of the few female countries, a blond this time. Could it possibly be him? His bright green eyes shone against his tan skin, his shoulders shaking slightly as he laughed. Sure, Antonio was attractive enough, but he was a little...daft. Plus he was always with that crabby Italian,
(EnglandXReader) RQSoftly as though not to disturb your slumber, crystalline droplets patter down on the windowsill; the air fresh and sharp with the spring scent of mist and rain. The sky still dark enough for the brightness of stars to peek through the clouds, which are moving visibly across the early morning horizon. It is to this that you stir, hearing the tell-tale patter and despite your drowsy state, you grow alarmed. Some of Arthur’s favourite books are still resting upon the wooden sill, novels he’d held dear since his first childhood days.(EnglandXReader) RQ2 years ago in Romance More Like This
In your lethargic state, you struggle to get yourself out of bed. Your formerly warm feet hit the cold of the floor and a shiver tears up your spine. Rubbing your arms to retain some of that coveted warmth, you cross to the window and close it. After watching your handprint fade on the icy glass pane, you look down to the books. Luckily they had been stacked so that their spines had lain facing the open window, but the spatter of water had neverth
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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
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Their menacing eyes bore down on you. There was no escape. Your back to the wall and your enemies in front of you.
In all words, you were screwed.
"Well, Well. If it isn't Miss. (Name.) Why don't you just hand over the file and we'll let you go" The leader of the gang said.
"How about a no." you said.
"Fine. Get her." Two men from ran over to you.
"Bring it." ten years of self defense lessons better not fail you now.
Stupid 1 tried to tackle you. You lifted your foot and kicked him in the face, he went flying into a garbage can. Stupid 2 tried to punch, you bended back wards and dodged the punch. You grabbed his arms and kicked him in the knee and then in the face.
Two down, Two to go.
"Oh Feisty." The other two came at you at the same time and pinned you to t
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It was over.
It was finally over after much bloodshed, death, and tears. The price everyone had to pay for peace was just a bit too high though. The treaty had been signed just this morning, but Name hadn't attended the meeting. She was busy, busy mourning over those that they had lost. Too many... far too many.
She could remember some of the deaths as though it had happened moments ago, each burned in the back of her mind. Never could she forget. She walked past the countless graves with names of strangers emblazoned on them. The wind picked up her (h/c) hair and blew it back. The clouds were gray, but no signs of rain. She began walking further into the cemetery and found a circle in the very center. A circle of not those who died in the war, but of those who had been murdered for it. The people that mattered to everyone, whether they knew it or not. The people that she had come to know, trust, love. Then they were gone, blown away like grains of sand in the wind.
She looked at the g
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It was just after midnight on a stormy night. Explosions of thunder kept the coyotes howling through the night. Lightning illuminated your room for split seconds when the light made its way through the cracks of space between the blinds and the window frame. Wind rattled the screen in its place while it howled around the exposed walls of the room and caused the young tree outside to wave around in danger of being uprooted.
The room – your bedroom – was freezing. There were three walls exposed to the wind outside, and, being an old house, the heating unit was having a tough time keeping up with it. It was lit solely by the blue glow from the screen of your laptop. You were watching some DVDs you had found in your room to hopefully help you fall asleep faster. Instead it made you want to stay up longer.
The wireless internet had gone down hours ago. Normally you would have just gone right to bed, but the wind’s screams and the r
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You shivered as you walked down the cold streets of your town. Gosh, you hated it when it was this cold. You understood that it would be cold today, but not in the negatives!!
You hugged your coat closer to you and sighed, looking at how your breath became visible in the cold, frosty air. You wished that you have brought your scarf with you, but almost being late for meeting with your friend Alfred, you have forgot to put it on. So there you were now, walking back from his house, in the freezing weather.
‘Why did I even go to his house anyways…?’
You flipped through the channels on your TV. Again, there was nothing interesting on, as usual. You sighed and leaned your head back and stared up at the ceiling. The background of the TV show seemed like it was all in a totally different language to you. You just wished that something interesting would happen and take you away from this boredom.
Suddenly, like god had
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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
EnglandXReader: Never Felt Better"Ugh…for the love of God, someone kill me already!" you groaned loudly, watching the contents of your stomach flush away from sight. Still hunched over the toilet, you snatched the box of tissues above you and spat in them, trying to wipe away as much of the foul taste as possible. Once you flushed those away you rose shakily to your feet, trying not to pass out right then and there. Slowly making your way to the sink you grabbed a paper cup and rinsed out your mouth, trying not to swallow.EnglandXReader: Never Felt Better2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I feel so much like crap," you complained, staggering out the door and back to your bedroom. You were going to crawl back into bed and hide under your covers, but tripped over your emergency puke bucket and instead flopped down face first. With a moan you slowly pushed yourself up, but collapsed on your side, exhausted.
"Gosh dang it…stupid window. Why are you open?" you said to no one in particular when you looked through the glass and immed
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.Filth (England x Reader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
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
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Arthur wasted no time grabbing his pistol from under his pillow and whipping around to peer out the window. His gaze swept across the landscape outside, but with the pathetic light reflecting off the sliver of the moon, he couldn’t see very well. He growled a string of curses.
The wolf’s second cry echoed through the glen, even closer than before. Arthur held his breath, his emerald eyes darting back and forth.
Another howl- it sounded even closer. Arthur felt the hair stand up on the back of his neck. He stared into the darkness. He nervously flexed his fingers on his gun and reached for the candle, setting it on the windowsill, bringing his face close to the glass.
That glass was the only thing separating him and a pair of blue eyes that reflected the candle light.
Arthur gasped and flinched, wildly aiming and shooting a hole in the window. The night breeze blew out the candle and plunged him into darkness. He stumbled backwards and scrambled onto his bed. He clutched the