Pirate!England x Reader ~Against All Odds~~Against All Odds~
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
G8!HetaliaxReader - Love Potion #9 Part 3 FinalWARNING! The following was intended to be a one-shot but go too long and had to be split into a three part story! Also, there is some mild implied smut! And finally, this is drabble and crack! Enjoy it if you dare!G8!HetaliaxReader - Love Potion #9 Part 3 Final1 year ago in Humor More Like This
A cool, wet something was placed on your forehead, waking you from an uncomfortable sleep. It eased the noticeable throbbing in your brain in a small but grateful increment, causing your eyebrows to un-furrow a little bit. You let your eyelids crack open, peeking out at the world, then blinked a few times before taking in your surroundings fully.
The room was rather dark due to the lack of light. Sure some light sneaked in under the crack between the door and the floor, but from what you could tell when you looked to the window the sun had set hours ago. Despite this, you could make out shapes of essential furniture pieces such as a bookcase or two, a desk, a nightstand, and an arm chair. You were lying in a large bed with the covers pulled up to your chin and were vaguely a
Piano Teacher! Britain x Reader - Adagio Pt. 2Piano Teacher! Britain x Reader - Adagio Pt. 21 year ago in Romance More Like This
Something about the way everyone smiled at you and massaged your shoulders lightly as you brushed your fingers along the slightly yellowed keys of the grand piano made you nervous. You had not practiced at all the night before this Valentine’s banquet. You had to take a breath when you saw your piano teacher, your Arthur, entering through the open double doors, his hands clasped around a pocket watch as he conversed with the preacher standing at the entrance.
Breathing eclipsed by a hiccup, you removed yourself from the creaky piano bench, almost throwing yourself through the throng of people that had gathered in the aisle between the two rows of pews.
“Mr. Kirkland,” You gasped as he rose his emerald irises to you, steadying your wobbly knees to face him.
“___________ , is there something wrong? You look feverish.” Arthur pressed the back of his hand to your forehead as he slid his watch into his pocket. “Don’t tell me-“
EnglandxReader: Let Me Be Good To YouListen to this while you read the song portion!! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ojOicfjKijsEnglandxReader: Let Me Be Good To You2 years ago in Romance More Like This
I looked in the small mirror at my vanity as I skillfully applied blue eye shadow. I won’t say I didn’t enjoy my job. Yes, sometimes the men could be a little rough, but it was so much fun watching them cheer and try to climb their way up on stage. I giggled at the thought and pulled my blue skirt around my waist. I made sure the blue feathers around the bottom of my leotard were hidden and slipped on a pair of blue heels.
“_______! The crowd’s gettin’ rowdy. You’ve got about five minutes at most!” Francis shouted through my door. I nodded and yelled out a reply. This place was always loud, but I’d have them calmed down soon enough. I pulled my pink shawl around my shoulders, slipping it in place. I adjusted the blue bow in my hair. I checked my appearance once more in the mirror and prepared to go on stage.
EnglandXReaderXAmerica: No DoubtsEnglandXReaderXAmerica: No Doubts2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
EnglandXReaderXAmerica: No Doubts
It was a chance meeting really, a coincidence. I knew I would meet him one day, but at the same time I believed I would never see the Brit again. I especially didn’t think I would see him at my place of work- a publishing company.
“Arthur?” I questioned, my face burned at the sound and feel of his name. We stood facing each other on the side of the busy hallway- five years of old feelings, good and bad, resurfacing. “What are you doing here?”
“Business of course,” He relied, accent rolling off his tongue with each word. I hate to admit it, but I still love his accent. “I didn’t know you worked for this company.”
I gave a weak smile, “Yep, I’ve been here for three years.”
He glanced at his watch before asking: “Do you have time to grab coffee?”
I wanted to say no; that I
Italy Brothers: Part TenItaly Brothers: Part Ten2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The next morning I sat on my front porch, waiting for Feliciano and Lovino to come pick me up in their car so they can take me to school. I was listening to my ipod while I waited. The song "Getcha Back" by The Beach Boys was playing. I smiled and swayed to the oldies sound and awesome lyrics. The sound of a honk blared out and it caught my attention. I looked up and saw the boys, Lovino in the drivers seat, ready for me to get into the car.
"Hey guys!" I shouted as I put my ipod away in my jeans pocket and strolled over to the car. I kissed Feliciano on the cheek then hopped into the back seat.
"Buongiorno __________~" Fel smiled at me and blushed a little from the kiss. Lovino began driving away from my house.
"So how was the date with Nicole, Lovino?" I just had to ask. I was half hoping it didn't go well.
"It was ok," he shrugged and focused on driving. I raised my eye brows.
"Oh." That sounded good I guess. "Did you have fun though?" I nagged.
"It was just a normal date ok? Quit a
The Lion and The Lark: EpilogueYou rode slowly across the field beside Arthur. You cooed to your little daughter as you rode. She was sitting in front of you and having the time of her life. "Papa!" she crowed to Arthur.The Lion and The Lark: Epilogue2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Arthur turned around and smiled at her. You smiled at the scene. You finally reached the forest and you all got off. Arthur helped you and your daughter off. The little four-year-old giggled and clung to her father. "No! No walk!" she said with a pout.
Arthur raised his eyebrows and said, "Alright, no flowers for you then, Rose."
Rose squealed and started to beg to be put down. Arthur chuckled and set her down. You smiled as she went for the nearest batch of wildflowers nearby. Her blonde hair and green eyes sparkled in the spring sunlight. Rose was like you in every way. Face, personality, and the hatred of being cold; but she had her father's eyes, hair, and temper.
Arthur took the reins of the horses and held out his hand. You smiled and put your hand in his. His hand holding would never get old
EnglandxReader: 04:21 AM (Chapter one)To say that you were having difficulty sleeping would be the understatement of the century.EnglandxReader: 04:21 AM (Chapter one)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
You had lost count of unintentional all-nighters months ago, as well as given up on the search to both the reason why you had such difficulty and as to how to solve it. Perhaps some psychologist would tell you that it was something to do with issues that your mind had. Perhaps a doctor would tell you to take pills or to exercise. Maybe your parents would convince you to use less time on the internet.
Whatever the cause and/ or correlation between your issue and what would effectively solve it, you had long ago given up on cures as well as bothering other people for help.
Which, if you humored your intuition, would also be an explanation for as to why your second problem having become so huge.
This 'problem' being the contemplation of an early ending to the inevitable.
God, you couldn't even bring to yourself saying the word 'suicide'.
It wasn't as if the world was up against you and that you had
Time and Time Again~Time and Time Again~Time and Time Again1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
As always, Gilbert’s closet was spick and span unlike a certain sloppy Austrian’s. Each suit was paired with its matching pants and complimentary shoes. Socks lay organized and tucked neatly away in a separate drawer, not a single pair unsorted.
Things haven’t changed, Gilbert thought. He knew that in the other room, his brother was probably getting ready for the meeting, too. Everyone he remembered would be there: Elizabeta, Roderich, Ivan, Feliks, Toris, Raivis, Francis, Antonio, Arthur, Alfred…
“Me,” he mouthed in a barely audible whisper.
Like an ancient reflex, Gilbert’s hand went to his chest. Beneath his light cotton dress shirt was an iron cross, a lasting reminder of what he had gone through in his distant past: unity, loyalty, and bravery.
Everyone had to start somewhere. Gilbert couldn’t quite remember when he came into existence, but he remembered that from birth, he had to fight to survive. The S
GermanyxReader-Sometimes we fall in love [FULL V.]GermanyxReader-Sometimes we fall in love [FULL V.]1 year ago in Drama More Like This
"Sometimes we fall in love.
But that's not okay.
Because when we fall in love, it doesn't means we will be happy.
What if she never knew?"
Ludwig used to have a boring life. He used to work in an animal shelter, taking care of some dogs. In his free time, he studied. At night, he stayed home. Maybe it looked like a calm life, but it was really boring for him.
Until something happened.
He fell in love.
How that happened, he didn't know. He just know that she suddenly appeared on his life, and, after some time, suddenly vanished.
One day, he was feeding the dogs at the shelter when he heard something. He looked on the direction of the steps and saw a cute girl; she had _________ eyes and _______ hair, and was smiling.
- What are you doing here? - he was so surprised that his question sounded rude. - Oh, sorry. Hmmm... How can I help you?
- Hm... This is the animal shelter right? Oh... What a stupid question. - she giggled. - I came to visit them.
- Who? - he asked, confused.
Shared Space (PrussiaxReader)Shared SpaceShared Space (PrussiaxReader)1 year ago in Drama More Like This
When you opened the door to the small, one-bedroom apartment that you shared with your boyfriend, all you wanted was to be able to lay down in bed with him and sleep until you once more had to go off to work and struggle through piles of paperwork that came with your job.
What you didn’t expect to get was the reality of it all. What you actually did end up seeing was not your boyfriend standing by the door, or sitting on the couch, or cooking dinner, but him and some other girl locked in a furious kiss. Her hands were twisted in his silvery hair and his own just kept pushing her closer and closer to him. You dropped your bag, causing the couple to cease their actions and notice you.
“Out,” you said, stepping to the side and pointing to the door as your boyfriend and his little date stood. Gilbert took a step forward, to which you countered with a step back. You narrowed your (e/c) eyes at the man with a small shake of your head befor
G8!HetaliaxReader - Love Potion #9 Part 1WARNING! The following fanfic was intended to be a one-shot but ended up being too long so has been divided into three parts. Later chapters contain some implied and somewhat mild smut. And finally, this is drabble and a little cracktastic! Enjoy it if you dare!G8!HetaliaxReader - Love Potion #9 Part 11 year ago in Humor More Like This
“Bonjour! I am ‘ere! Arzur~!” a certain Frenchman sang as he entered England’s home. “Ze door was unlocked so I am assuming you are ‘ome~!”
Glancing ‘round, Francis’s blue eyes didn’t land on the shaggy-haired Brit stomping over to him and threatening him to leave. He called out once more but yet again no voice responded back. Shrugging, Francis began looking for Arthur. There wasn’t really any particular reason for him to be here at Arthur’s place. Francis was just bored and with Prussia and Spain out of town, picking on Arthur was the next best thing for entertainment(not unless you count the women he could prey on... but he wouldn’t be thrown in ja
Pirate!EnglandxPrincess!Reader-Pirate Queen-part 1_________ sat in her room bored to death. The room was adorned with marble figurines, jewel embedded candle holders, and large four-poster bed. The bed was made out of solid wood, with gold and silver bidding, and silk sheets lay neatly across it. A large wardrobe with solid gold knobs sat in a corner of the room, filled dresses from around the world, made of only the finest materials known to man. Any normal person would easily feel like a princess in this room, but she felt like a prisoner. She escaped into town wearing commoners' clothes many times throughout her life, but was always caught and sent back into this 'hell hole' she called home all her life.Pirate!EnglandxPrincess!Reader-Pirate Queen-part 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Princess _________," A brown haired, green eyed man dressed in a green military-styled coat and matching pants smiled from the slightly ajar door, "As your advisor, I suggest you use your time more efficiently to do your work, as you have time until you father returns from his trip overseas and until the prince awakes from his nap
AmericaxReader -Tragedy ParadeA/N: *A continuation/sequel to “His best sidekick”. Check that out first to understand this story! Link in description.AmericaxReader -Tragedy Parade1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
A sad Zombie apocalypse story that takes place in the future. You as a country failed to survive while on a mission to rescue comrades and defeat the zaliens.
Warnings: Teen + sad feels
America and I were cornered. Damn those alienic bastards!
“We can’t give up now, (Country)! Come on! Back me up!” America yelled as he stepped forward, fiercely firing his M16 at the zaliens.
Squish. Pow. Bam. Splat. The disgusting sounds of them exploding echoed into my ears. What disgusting sounds we have to make just to protect our people. Ugh.
Hetalia Pirate EnglandxReader: Sea Swept Ch 2You groggily woke, yet refused to open your eyes. How long had you been asleep? It had not seemed like a good sleep, but what did you expect? You heard a small creek and you snapped up to look around the room. The door was open and there you could see the outline of a pirate. The figure moved into the room revealing its identity.Hetalia Pirate EnglandxReader: Sea Swept Ch 22 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Ah, ______, That was your name rite?"
Arthur chuckled. You looked to your right, noticing Arthur was not there.
"Kidnapping me, forcing me to lay in bed with you, and now forgetting my name? How rude."
You turned back towards him, keeping your iron stare. He began towards you.
You did as you were told and stood in front of him. He grabbed your wrist and pulled you into his arms. Your head laid against his chest, you could hear his heart beat. Bu-dum, Bu-dum. Your heart fluttered as you listened.
"Git, let me go! I am not your whore...for God's sake I just woke up!" You squirmed in his grip much to his liking.
"Your pretty brave for a defenseless cap
EnglandxReader: My Knight in Shining ArmorEnglandxReader: My Knight in Shining ArmorEnglandxReader: My Knight in Shining Armor2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"__________........___________.........___________"you heard a voice repeat in your ear,you tried to swat the annoying voice away.You groaned as your brother tried again.
"_________! Dudette get up!"he flipped you onto your back as your eyes snapped awake.
"WHAAAAAAAAT!?!?"you loudly groaned rubbing your eyes from the sudden light flashing in your eyes.
"Come on ________ its your last day here,before you go to boring old england"he prodded your side in an annoying fashion,but still you tried to score a few more minutes.
"I know why you want me out bow chika wow wow"you giggled as the american stared at you for a second before realizing what you said.
"W-what no way dudette!"he laughed nervously rubbing the back of his neck,you smiled widely since your room was very close to Alfred's; He never had time for lady friends.He grabbed your arm and pulled you out of the bed,his face was red at how easiley you could me with him.
Greece x Reader, RequestThe alarm went off, the drone hurting your ears with its shrill notes. Your arm flew out from underneath you, hitting around your nightstand until you found your alarm, but you managed to hit it off your nightstand rather than hit the snooze button.Greece x Reader, Request2 years ago in Romance More Like This
And then you shot up.
Hadn’t you hit snooze about three times already?
Glancing down at the upside-down alarm clock, you really had, and it was a terrible choice. You were going to be late for your morning art class!
You tried to jump at bed—but really, it just involved you hitting the ground face-first. You let out a loud grown as you rolled over all the items on your floor, but you spent no time wallowing on how much pain you were in. You crawled to your closet, cradling a bruised knee, and then you stood shakily, rummaging through to find something clean to wear today.
Your roommate mumbled something about you shutting up, about her trying to sleep.
With a quick roll of your eyes, you continued for your search, settling for a
Catch Me (England x Reader, Songfic)Catch Me (England x Reader, Songfic)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Before I fall too fast
Kiss me quick but make it last
So I can see how badly this will hurt me
When you say goodbye
(Name)… She’s beautiful. The way her (h/c) blows in the breeze, her pretty (e/c) eyes and her gorgeous smile that lights up my entire day, every time I see her she leaves me speechless.
But I can never admit my feelings to her.
We’ve been best friends for so long, about 8 years now, but she never seems to return my love… Not that I’ve ever shown it straight-out like how Francis would; just kissing the girl.
I send her Valentine’s Day cards every year, and she always returns them, but she doesn’t love me like that; she only returns them to be friendly.
I give her hugs on all her birthdays, and she then proceeds to tell me how I am the best friend ever, how I always care for her and how she loves me. As a friend.
She just doesn’t return my feelings.
Keep it sweet, keep it slow
Let the future pass and don’t
Reader x England - About your cooking...You browsed through a cookbook full of recipes for English dishes. Though some of them were rather unappetizing to you specifically, most of them actually seemed nice. You wondered briefly where the gentlemen's cooking got offhand, then concluded, he was probably just bad at it.Reader x England - About your cooking...2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Alright, Arthur. I'm going to teach you how to cook something now!" you said with determination, closing the cookbook and turning to face him. He blinked at you, then frowned deeply, his cheeks turning a dusty pink. "I can cook just fine…!" he objected.
"Well, sure, you can cook some things okay, but most of your cooking is frankly deadly," you laughed. He opened his mouth to say something else but seemed unable, and frowned at you. "Alright then. What do you want to make?" you asked him, sitting up on his counter. Arthur only frowned and crossed his arms.
"Fine, I'll choose. How about-" you randomly flipped open a desert book and picked the first good item that you came across "- a pound cake? I
Reader X Spain: Late Night SmilesIt was another boring ball. Dancers flying by. Girls in large dresses. Courtings happening over in the corner. And men leading women outside towards the haystacks in the barn.Reader X Spain: Late Night Smiles1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Another boring ball. That was what I thought every time. I managed to perfect a look that could scare off even the manliest of men. I liked being a wallflower, as lonely as it is, it allows me to learn lessons the easy way, rather than learn them for myself. Like at the last ball, Francis was courting two woman, one of the girls didn't care and by the end night the house was set aflame. No need for details I feel.
But tonight I could tell was different, a night I will remember.
The night was almost over when a young man with almond skin, grass green eyes, and chocolate hair walked up to me. I shot him my special look directly. A hit big enough to send my brother Ludwig to his knees.
"No need to give me that look. I haven't even done anything yet."
"You came with Francis, that's reason enough." I scoffed
If Walls could Speak- England x ReaderIf Walls could Speak- England x Reader2 years ago in Drama More Like This
I know that, even if this message does make it to you, it will seem very strange. You may not know who I am, where I am from or what my intentions are. But, I assure you, you have known me for much, much longer than you think. I saw everything you did when you lived under my roof and, ever so possibly, a little that you didn't. You might not understand why I'm telling this to you and, believe me, even I'm not sure. But I am. And I only hope that whatever my message intends to do, it manages to do so, whether that is to change the world, or just make you realise what you left behind. What you left behind with me.
You were fresh out of high school and desperately in love. Your parents tried to warn you, but you shook them off; they had never been in love, they had never felt the way you did. And he, this Arthur Kirkland, well, he was just too important to you, too good to ignore. You married the moment you graduated, bought a run down house that nobody else wanted and moved in.
:CE: Fight For You: CanadaXReaderFight For You:CE: Fight For You: CanadaXReader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Note Before Reading: Just in case you don't know the continent consisting of Canada, America, and Mexico is called North America. I actually met a sixteen year old girl who didn't know that yesterday... it was sad.
Oh and the countries human names get used in here.
You yawned, dusting off the last of America's living room. His house was huge and you had finally finished cleaning it. It wasn't like your work ended there though, oh no, you still had to go clean Canada's house next! Not that you minded much, you actually really cared for the quiet man.
"Yo Niagara! Great job dudette!"
America clapped a hand onto your back and you almost stumbled forward.
'I swear sometimes he forgets just how strong he is!' you thought to yourself. In fact, it had taken you quite awhile to get used to the volume at which he spoke. Having been watched over by Canada all your life, you had to admit meeting America for the first time had been a shock to say the least.
EnglandXReader - Sing For Me?EnglandXReader – Sing for me?EnglandXReader - Sing For Me?2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were sitting at a table alone watching your friends dance around and play. One of them was trying out for the karaoke later. It was unaware to you at this point your friend signed you up to sing later and she came running over to you snickering.
“Elizabeta, what did you do now?” You asked as your brow twitches in irritation and some (h/c) strands of hair fall into your face. You ignore her again before she can answer and take a sip from your cocktail drink.
She laughs under her breath and gives a really good smooth move as she slides over to you, even she ignores your question. “Guess who’s here~” she purrs in her half drunken state.
“….Who?” you growl with rage filling your (e/c) eyes.
“Commmmme on _______~! Guuuessss~!”
“Fine! I don’t know……..Is Gilbert here again for you so he can keep dry hump your leg every time he gets drunk?” You cross your arms f
CollegeProfessor!EnglandXCollegeStudent!Reader "It’s an easy A this weekend, everyone. Remember to read five of William Shakespeare’s tragedies this weekend! Thank you! And have a great Valentine’s Day everybody. Class dismissed!!" (Name) snatched up her books, flying out of her chair and into the gaggle of her classmates. Her lips were stretched into a straight line, bright, sparkling (E/C) eyes oddly dull.CollegeProfessor!EnglandXCollegeStudent!Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Her mind was a million light years away, focused only on getting away from her college, Mr. Arthur Kirkland, she had so mistakenly fallen for. She replayed his voice inside her head; his beautiful English accent, pronouncing every word so clearly that the fog of confusion lifted in AP English.
But those eyes, oh those emerald eyes. She could look into them all day. She practically fainted whenever he looked her way. They pierced her heart and soul, consuming every day of her life. Well, every day of her four year college life. She couldn't te
Hetalia Performing Arts Series: EnglandHetalia Performing Arts Series EnglandXReader: ShakespeareHetalia Performing Arts Series: England2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Shakespeare. That single name made actors roll their eyes, high school students cringe, and English teachers way too eager to devote an entire class to his works. But you were not in an English class; you were at the International Performing Arts School where students from all over the world came to study theatre. Your concentration was acting and classical theatre, and just your luck one of your requirements was at least one Shakespearean performance class. The class itself wasn't bad: you were learning how to perform Shakespeare's works so that they sounded believable and natural, and your teacher Mr. Chapman definitely knew what he was talking about since he had studied this stuff in London for a while.
There were only a couple of months left before school ended for the summer, and Mr. Chapman had just finished telling you all what your final project would be. For the project people were going to be divided into pairs