England x reader- Friday Nights~Love is like a big present...
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.
Good Guy, or Bad Guy? (England x Reader)Good Guy, or Bad Guy? (England x Reader)3 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
England x Reader: String of FateEngland x Reader: String of Fate3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Excuse me, _______ -san, but what are you rooking at?” a quiet 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 (h/c)
Party Stain - England X ReaderParty Stain - England X ReaderParty Stain - England X Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Why Arthur had even accepted the invitation to Alfred’s party was beyond him.
The music was deafeningly loud, his head pounded like it was being hit repeatedly by a sledgehammer, and currently he was being crushed between two fairly burly men as he tried to make his way off the dance floor.
He squirmed between them, trying to push them off, only to have them bump back with the beat of the offensively explicit music.
Instantly, he lost his footing and tumbled forward, hitting the floor roughly. He scrambled to get back up, dashing for an escape from the madness.
He wanted to leave. Now. And nothing was going to stop him. . .
Except knocking into someone considerably forcefully.
He was so focused on getting out that he wasn’t really paying attention, and when he turned the corner you collided, spilling soda everywhere and bumping heads violently.
Arthur palmed his forehead in pain, looking down at his clothes. His once white button-up shirt now
TouchHeart ~ (England x Reader)TouchHeartTouchHeart ~ (England x Reader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
England x Reader
The sandy blonde American rose up from his seat, the bowl filled with popcorn which was resting on his lap a few seconds earlier came flying in the air, showering a certain [Name] with its content.
"WOOT!!" he screamed "Did ya see that, [Name]? Second touch down today!! AWESOME!!"
"Yeah, Alfie." you replied in an annoyed tone, picking the popcorn from your [hair colour] hair. "Can you be careful, next time?" you added, popping some of the buttery goodness in your mouth and crushing it with a solid "crunch".
"I was: that's why you don't have chicken wings instead."
You sighed, but you let out a small laugh, while the green-eyed blonde next to you grumbled some insults to the American under his breath; he had been the victim of that one the year before.
"Chillax, bro! We're watching football here!" said Alfred, amicably punching his older brother's shoulder since you were leaning your elbows on your thighs, your back arc
EnglandxReader - You're my comfort.Friendship and love should be terms away from each other, like, if you actually are best friends with someone then you can't love them romantically and if you are in a relationship with someone you can't love them in a friendly way. Is that so? That's not possible, I believe. Since Arthur and _____ were both at the same time. Sure, Arthur only acted as a friend when they were under the eyes of the French and American guys who hanged out with both of them -though, mostly Arthur-. But still, when they were only the two of them, oh dear~ He showed all his affection, even though we indeed, got a little bit shy at times but that didn't lasted long enough to make it awkward or weird.EnglandxReader - You're my comfort.3 years ago in Romance More Like This
But for the last few days, there's been something... Something unsettling _____. Something making her.. Act different. Even though she denied it, she was always looking at the girls that even dared to steal a glance at Arthur with a sad look. She always thought about how pretty the other girls were and how skinn
EnglandxReader - Fears and MemoriesEnglandxReader - Fears and Memories3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You frown as you dont get an answer from Englands phone for the third time today. You wanted something to do and were going to see if he wanted to come over. As far as youre aware, neither he nor you had anything important to be doing and if there was something important you should be doing like attending a meeting, youre sure Germany would have yelled at you down the phone by now.
It had started to rain this morning and the rumble of thunder and flashes of lightning had begun to accompany it a little later, which had put you off going outside, but seeing England would be nice if you could just get a damn answer from him!
You shrug and pick up your car keys along with the spare key to his place that hed given you, just in case. He always answers the phone, so you find his lack of communication with you a little strange and worrying.
As you drive over to his place, you try his phone again, but, again, not getting an answer. The rain hammers against t
EnglandxReader: Cold I opened the door to my boyfriend’s house and walked in. It was eerily quiet, but I could sense someone in the house. I set my purse down on his couch ad walked through the house.EnglandxReader: Cold3 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Arthur!” I called softly. He hadn’t been answering his phone and Alfred hadn’t been able to get in touch with his step-brother for the past few days. We were worried about him and I finally decided to come see what was wrong. I heard coughing from Arthur’s bedroom and hurried in. It was dark, which was very unlike the Englishman, and I couldn’t see much.
I walked to one of the windows and opened the curtains. I heard groaning from his bed. I turned and saw Arthur’s blonde hair sticking out from under his blankets. He went into another coughing fit before quieting down again. I walked to his bed and sat down on the edge.
“Arthur,” I sai
England X Reader: 'Make A Wish' (Contest Entry)England X Reader: 'Make A Wish' (Contest Entry)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
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
EnglandxReader .:Sleepless:.“Arthur...?” you said as you opened the door to his room with a slow and loud creak.EnglandxReader .:Sleepless:.3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You could hear loud thunder noises
“A-Arthur” you said, the light from the lightning flashed light through the window.
He could see your watering eyes.
“What is it,love?” he asked in his usual North London accent, which always seemed to calm your nerves.
The thunder crackled and on cue you whimpered,
“Love, are you scared of the thunder?” Arthur asked half asleep; sitting on his queen sized bed.
“No..it not that.” You said staring in to the dark room, the moonlight that shone through the window helped you see.
“Come inside and tell me.” He said rubbing his eyes sleepily; He looked like a child with not enough sleep.
“I had a really bad dream and this weather is not helping..” you said as you slowly walked over.
“Come here,” he patted the spot next to him on the bed.
You took a seat next to him and hugged him
Bad Love Advice- EnglandxReaderBad Love Advice- EnglandxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
((A/N: Damn, I barely made the deadline on this one! DX I need to speed up my writing skills…))
Arthur sighed as he watched you have fun with some of your friends. You were perfect in his eyes, with your (h/l)(h/c) hair that looked very soft, your (s/c) complexion which seemed to glow in the sun, and last but not least, your beautiful (e/c) eyes that always sparkled with happiness. Once again he sighed. He wished so badly to ask you out, but he just didn't have the guts to do so. You probably wouldn't like him that way anyway. You'd most likely go after someone like Alfred or Francis, heck, maybe even Ivan! The saddest part was, tomorrow was Valentines Day. If Arthur didn't ask you out now, you would most likely get asked out by someone else.
“Ohhonhonhon~ Who are you staring at, Arthur?” A French voice asked him, snapping him out of his thoughts.
Arthur turned to the annoying Frenchman,
EnglandxReader: Notebook EntriesLooking at the shelves of books, Arthur Kirkland found a familiar looking girl in the library. It was (Name), a girl from his class. They talked to each other once in a while, and ate together sometimes, too.EnglandxReader: Notebook Entries3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hello, Miss (Last Name)," he greeted as he approached her. Unfortunately for him, they were still on formal terms.
(Name) clutched her notebook close to her and smiled. "Hi, Mister Kirkland. How are you?"
"I'm alright, thank you for asking. I'm just looking for a good book. And I'm guessing that you're looking for one too?"
She laughed a bit before trying to reach up to get one, barely touching the book's spine. "Yes, I am."
Arthur noticed her difficulty since she was shorter than him and the shelf. Since he was such a gentleman, he reached up with little efforts and got the book for her. "Is this the one?"
(Name) nodded and thanked him in return. He noticed she wasn't giving any eye contact and there was a slight tint of pink on her cheeks, which brought him to look
Shakespearean Quotations (EnglandXReader)Browsing the books on the library shelves, words and couplets and sonnets swirling around your mind as your brain tried to make sense of the required reading. As a freshman in college aiming to become a biologist, being forced to take a semester of Shakespeare of all things seemed like a complete waste of your valuable time. It also didn’t help that nothing made an ounce of sense to you.Shakespearean Quotations (EnglandXReader)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
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
Drunk!EnglandxReader: Did You Mean It?Drunk!EnglandxReader: Did You Mean It?3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Artie, It's been WAY too long since you last asked me out for a drink," You told your best friend, Arthur Kirkland.
"And that's precisely the reason I invited you here today!" He replied cheerily as the bartender pushed two glasses of beer your way. "Cheers!" Arthur exclaimed as he raised his glass into the air. You both lifted the mugs to your lips and took a swig of the beverage within. Swallowing, you sighed as you placed the glass back onto counter.
"How could it get any better than this?" You thought to yourself as you stared at Arthur. You would be lying if you said you didn't have any feelings for him, but you had never even HINTED them towards the beautiful Brit, in fear of rejection. He placed the mug back on the counter after slugging down a mouthful of beer. Turning to you, he smiled as he began to chat with you about the recent events in your mundane, everyday life. It went on like this for hours, talking about this, and that. You barely sipped on your drink that night.
England x Reader: Smile Please?Time skip me is here 2 years later. If you like this old piece of shit so much, go read the redux. its less shitty.England x Reader: Smile Please?3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
wow 2 years ago me sucked at writing lolololol
England X Reader: Smile Please? [REDUX] take it.
"Lunch break! Who wants McDonalds?" Alfred hollers through the conference room.
"Ooo! Me! Sounds awesome!" You reply back to your friend.
You and Alfred have been friends for who knows how long. You can't even remember how the hell you two became friends, it was just too insane to bother remembering you both say to each other every time the subject is brought up.
"How about let's not and say we did? You've eaten hamburgers for the last week! Try something different stupid" Arthur says, slightly annoyed.
And that's your other friend Arthur. He has an attitude and huge assed eyebrows. You have always kinda liked him and his big e
Not letting you get taken away (EnglandXReader)Huffing slightly, you arrived at the university your boyfriend attended, an important book of his clutched to your chest. You’d texted him the moment you’d spotted he’d left the manual for his English literary course behind, so he knew you were coming with it for him.Not letting you get taken away (EnglandXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
One of your hands wiping away the sweat from your forehead, you straightened up and cracked your back. As your morning lecture had been cancelled, you were still in your pyjamas when Arthur started freaking out about needing his book.
So being the kind and compassionate girlfriend you were, you’d thrown on the closest clothes to hand, slipping some easy shoes on and ran towards his university like a bat out of hell.
“Ar-Arthur....” you muttered as you awkwardly made your way on campus. He went to a different university to you, so the whole place was alien to you. Turning your head this was and that, your lip started trembling as you became more desperate.
The strange looks from the othe
Red String of Love. - England x Reader.Being in second year of college was a lot of stress, especially with the workload that all the professors were giving.Red String of Love. - England x Reader.3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was now close to Christmas break, which was always amazing. This New Year's Eve you were planning to spend with some friends at a club; they told you it was going to be fun, or so you hope.
Today being New Year's Eve, you were trying your best to look as casual yet classy as possible; hoping not failing both.
"(Name)! You're here! Meet my boyfriend's friend!" You were dragged off by (Your Best Friend's Name) to another corner of the room, where her boyfriend and another friend of his were now standing. "This is Arthur," (Best Friend's Name)'s hand pointed toward Arthur, the green-eyed man who was standing with a champagne glass in his hand. "And this is (Name)."
Arthur's hand reached out, smiling. "Pleased to meet you, (Name). I'm Arthur Kirkland - from England." Your hand reached out to touch his.
It almost felt as if you knew him. "Please to meet you too, Arth
APH | Underneath The Mistletoe [England x Reader]APH | Underneath The Mistletoe [England x Reader]3 years ago in Romance More Like This
In between reader inserts? I'll try!
Hey hey hey! I should be working on the series, but why don't I make a late entry on Christmas? This is a one shot but it has other countries in it~
Please excuse the grammar/spelling errors!
England x Reader - Underneath the Mistletoe
Author-chan's POV all the way!
_____ knocked on Arthur's door softly. It was the day before Christmas Eve and she wants to spend time with him. Then, the Brit answered the door.
"_-___?! Love, what are you doing here?" He looked surprised to see ____ at his door.
"To celebrate Christmas with you! Why else?" She smiled cheerfully. ____'s optimistic personality is what motivates her the most.
"Well, um... thanks but-" Arthur stopped mid sentence as _____ entered the house. She was expecting to see a Christmas Tree and other Christmas stuff... But, all she saw was a lit fire place and no decorations
EnglnadxReader: Best Movie Night EverYou lay on the couch in your living room, foot propped up by three pillows, as you heard a knock at your front door. You haven’t been able to brush your hair or anything all day due to a lack of mobility, so you didn’t really want anyone to see you.EnglnadxReader: Best Movie Night Ever2 years ago in Romance More Like This
However you knew exactly who was at the door and also that there was no stopping them from coming in anyway.
“It’s open!” you screamed from your current position.
All of a sudden, a teary-eyed Italian rushed up to you and hugged you tightly.
“Mama mia _____! I had no idea you were hurt this bad! I’m sorry.” Rambled the young man.
“ITALY! Get avay from _____ before you cause more damage!” shouted the tall German following Italy into your room.
“It’s okay Germany. He means no harm.” You say to your blonde friend as Italy continued to smother you in a hug.
“Werr, he didn’t mean any harm the first time, and now your reg is bro
Stand In the Rain (EnglandXReader)You sprinted through the deserted streets, the ominous clouds promising rain matching your dark, unpredictable mood. Your sneakers pounded the pavement, the sound and the sensation overpowering any other thoughts that could cloud your mind. You felt like nothing could catch you, but as the saying goes, you can’t run away from your problems.Stand In the Rain (EnglandXReader)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You paused in the middle of the road, panting heavily, hands on your knees. The first few drops of rain tainted the even tone of the asphalt, and slowly the memories came back to you, each one adding new weight to your soul.
Practically tearing into your jean pocket, you unwound your iPod and jammed the earbuds in, randomly selecting a song without really looking at the title. You just wanted to forget, to get away, anything. But the first hauntingly beautiful notes did anything but that. The rain fell faster.
She never slows down.
You never did. With everything that had happened, slowing down simply wasn’t an option anymore.
EnglandxReader - Christmas LoveEnglandxReader - Christmas Love3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Staring out of the bedroom window, you saw the first few delicate drops of snow fall to the frozen ground below. A feeling of excitement passed through your body; you loved winter more than any other season during the year. You loved the snow, the snowball fights, the nights in front of the fireplace with a hot mug of tea or hot chocolate in your hands but more importantly, you loved the chilly time of year because you got to spend it with your best friend Arthur.
You had known Arthur since the two of you were kids. The moment you saw him, you wanted to be friends immediately, even though he was a bit reluctant at first due to his self-consciousness. Your small, awkward meeting blossomed into a fully-fledged friendship in a matter of weeks and it has stayed like that for several years. The only problem was, the pair of you went to different schools, which made it harder for you to see each other during the school year. That is why the Christmas season is a very substantial time for bot
Marry Me EnglandxReaderMarry Me EnglandxReader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You twirl about happily on the dance floor, a soft, sweet ballad flowing through the ball room. Your long dress brushes the polished stone with each movement. You and your partner glide about, not a care in the world. He spins you gracefully, and you land in the arms of another. This man is much older than you, and much nicer dressed. The music stops and people clap, meaning there will be a short intermission before the next song starts.
The man before you bows slightly, and you curtsy. "Good evening, (Name)." he greets, his words slurred from wine.
"Good evening, your Majesty." you reply, not wanting to anger the king.
He smiles at you and pulls you aside from the dancing. "May I have a word with you?"
"Yes, your Majesty." It would be complete suicide to refuse the king anything he wants!
He leads you out to the garden, where red roses bloom happily in the summer night. You walk through the maze of bushes, silent, as was expected of anyone in the king's presence.
"You are a young lady
Stay in Bed Mornings EnglandxReader He was late coming home, again. He had even texted you telling you he was about to leave over three hours ago, and then he had texted you back ten minutes later apologizing for the tardiness he knew was going to come. Arthur's boss had been doing this more and more frequently it seemed, you were beginning to let yourself think you never even got to see him for more than an hour at a time, and that alone could hurt even the closest of marriages.Stay in Bed Mornings EnglandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You sighed, shaking your head and letting some strands of your (h/c) hair fall in front of your face, resting your palms on the cool surface of the mattress. You had stayed up waiting for him every single night this week and it was taking a toll on you. Perhaps you would just lay down for a quick nap, shut your eyes for just a moment to regain just an hour of the sleep you had lost this previous week.
Slowly you lowered your body down, relishing the way the mattress seemed to hug your body close to it, enveloping you as the comforter
Alone Together: England x ReaderFebruary 14, 2013Alone Together: England x Reader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
This day hadn’t sucked.
Frankly, you were stunned.
Sure, you had seen a little PDA, but surprisingly not much. And all of your friends had gone out of their way to make you little gifts. They even knew you didn’t celebrate, and wouldn’t expect anything in return.
It was sweet.
But still, the day made you think. It made you think about a lot of different little things that made you both want to laugh, and cry.
The emotions you were feeling right now were probably making you extremely unstable. Yet you felt extremely calm.
Even so, you found yourself out late at night, going to try something new. It was something you had been wondering about for a while, and were finally going to take a crack at.
Now you sat, atop this building, overlooking the river. Your legs dangled over the edge, but you knew you wouldn’t fall. Being pretty far back, your lower legs were practically against the wall.
You started preparing, not seeing the frantic figure
Kiss the GirlKiss the Girl3 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