Bunny!England x Reader- Easter Wishes
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
Bunny!England x Reader- Easter from the HeartBunny!England x Reader- Easter from the Heart9 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
This is the second part of the Easter story I made from 2013- if you wish to read the first part before getting to this, part one can be found in the description. Thank you, and Happy Easter!
"Happy Easter, _________!"
Indeed, today had been April nineteenth, the day where children all around the world would hop out of bed to go in search of the baskets the well known rabbit had hid for them the night before- their little hands dunking hardboiled eggs that had been prepared that morning into cups of colored water, instantly drawing little faces on them afterwards to give the appearance that they had been alive. Today was the candy filled, egg hunting day known as Easter, a national holiday that had been a tad more refreshing than that of Valentines, where everyone showed their love for others by buying stuffed animals and chocolates that would be neglected and eaten, or St. Pactricks day, everything you can possibly think of being decked out in shades of green,
RQ: Child!England x Child!Reader - GoneRQ: Child!England x Child!Reader - Gone2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
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
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
Happy Easter![Child!ReaderxChild!USAxChild!Canada]Happy Easter![Child!ReaderxChild!USAxChild!Canada]2 years ago in Humor More Like This
"There's one right here!"
"And another under the bushes!"
Egg after egg was popping up under plants and flowers, sitting on tree branches, or half buried in the dirt. You were having a lot of fun finding all the brightly colored eggs. When you all had finished, you gathered in the middle of the garden and counted the number of eggs in your basket.
"I have 15!" Alfred exclaimed, showing you his basket of eggs. Most of them were red, white, or blue.
"I only have 10..." Mattie whispered, hugging Kumajirou tightly in his arms.
You dropped two of your decorated eggs into his basket. "Make that 12!" you replied happily.
"T-Thank you [Name]..." Matthew thanked you with bright violet eyes.
"No problem Mattie!" you gave him a small smile before grinning at Alfred. "Oh and Alfie, I have..." you showed him your overflowing basket, "18 eggs
England X Reader: Much Different in PersonEngland X Reader: Much Different in Person2 years ago in Romance More Like This
England X Reader: Much Different in Person
You looked to Arthur with a look of surprise when he presented you a meal of a classic chicken cutlet, French fries and a huge bottle of sprite. You eyed the food that was so perfectly placed on the table and then back at him. It looked good. From the smell to even the way it was presented, not a spot of burnt meat was placed.
“What is it?” He looked to you with concern.
You shook your head and began to eat. “Nothing. It just looks really good.”
He laughed as he sat himself down. “Ha-ha, good thing I don’t cook as bad as my character.”
On YouTube, TV, Deviantart, and even fanfiction.net, news of the Hetalia nations were widespread. From their daring personalities to their simple means of racial foolery, you and everyone who watched was hooked. Your biggest crush was Arthur Kirkland, known as Britain or even England. From the way he acted on TV you were ce
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
Neko!England X Reader: Spell Gone WrongNeko!England X Reader: Spell Gone Wrong2 years ago in Humor More Like This
“Are you sure you really want to try this spell again England?” England’s best friend (Name) said as she leafed through the books in one of her library shelves. “The last time you tried to do it you failed and turned invisible for three days. We only found you because Max had finally sniffed you out.” Said dog was sitting and waiting at the bottom of the ladder for (Name).
“Of course I’m sure (Name), I’ve been practicing more since then,” England said. “I’m sure I’ll get it right this time.”
(Name) pulled out the book she was looking for and handed it down to England and climbed down the latter. “Fine but at least try to be more careful this time.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll be certain that there are no distractions this time.”
“Good, you know better than anyone that this spell requires a great amount of concentration. You just need to concentrate better.”
Get to sleep (Sick!2p!EnglandXReader)Oliver panted in his sleep, cringing when you pressed a damp flannel to his forehead. His face was red and his strawberry blond hair stuck to his forehead in places. Sighing, you felt his temperature again. It hadn’t changed since the previous time, when you’d checked it two hours ago.Get to sleep (Sick!2p!EnglandXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“How are you feeling Ollie?” You asked, stroking some of his hair away from his eyes. At first he mumbled something incoherent, coughing when his words stuck in his throat. After you’d helped him regain his breath, he smiled at you and tried to speak again.
“I feel hot.” He managed to stutter between hacking coughs, clutching his sore throat when he panted. “I’ll get you some more medicine, alright?” You told him, pushing him back into the pillows without waiting for him to answer.
Oliver watched you leave the room, smiling weakly. Why were you being so nice to him? He wondered drowsily, his eyes sliding shut against his own will. You were just
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
Child!PrussiaxReaderxChild!Germany- Mothers DayChild!PrussiaxReaderxChild!Germany- Mothers Day2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The all too familiar words that had come from your energetic children's lips echoed down the hall, making its way into the bedroom you had currently been residing. Not moments before had you been engulfed in a rather peacefull slumber, dreaming of the husband you had wished could be with you at this very moment, arms wrapped tightly and securely around your waist as if to tell you that you were free from any danger; that nothing in the world could harm you. Unfortunately, the only thing you were greeted to when you opened your tired, (e/c) hued orbs was the numb feeling that the empty, desolate space beside you brought. Though this is what you were greeted to everytime you woke up each morning, when you had decided that you needed a well deserved nap, or when you dragged your exhausted carcass to bed each night, it still brought you the same abandoned, bare feeling it always had. The emptyness you usually felt, however, had usually been filled to the brim by the sheer p
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
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
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
America x Reader- Can I be your Hero?America x Reader- Can I be your Hero?2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You stared at the flickering flame that danced before your eyes, tiny tints of light reflecting in your (e/c), rather annoyed orbs. Today had been a rather special day for not only you, but for your boyfriend, Alfred F Jones. It had officially marked the day that he had asked you to be his girlfriend five years ago, and you couldn't have been happier. Although he had told you he had 'important buisness to take care of' that morning, which wasn't very unusual for him, he would meet up with you that night.
You had said that it was fine, though you couldn't help but feel a small pang of sadness hit your heart hard like a weight. You were a tad disappointed that he would leave you all day to be by yourself when he knew it had been your anniversary. But, knowing that he was a busy guy, you didn't try and argue with yourself, or him, about it, and decided to plan him a surprise dinner that night to celebrate. Everything had seemed to go by smoothly. You had cooked the two of you din
Blind!England x Reader - Only your touch [Short]Her fingers touched my skin and I felt my heart almost flatter. Even though my eyes were open, the only thing I could see was pure darkniss. I wanted to see her. I wanted to look into her beautiful eyes and see the reflection of my face in them.Blind!England x Reader - Only your touch [Short]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
But I couldn't and to know this felt like an unbearable pain.
(Name) laughed softly and kissed my forehead.
"You look wonderful today, Arthur.", she said. My lips curled to a smile and I had to chuckle. She was so nice and such a lovely person. Hearing her voice, was like listening to a sweet, beautiful lullaby. I could have listened to it for hours.
I streched my arm into the air, trying to find her face. On half of the way, she touched my hand and lead me to her cheek. It felt so soft and warm... Blood began to rise into my cheeks. She laughed quiet and then she whispered those words, that made my heart began to run everytime:
"I love you, Arthur."
And even though I would never see my adorable (name)'s face, even though I would never see her
The Way I've Dreamed You WereThe Way I've Dreamed You Were2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"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
RobinHood!EnglandxReader- Tales of Arthur KirklandRobinHood!EnglandxReader- Tales of Arthur Kirkland2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This is just the beginning intro. Reader will come on later during the short series, if I decide to make one. Anyhue, that's about it. Happy Reading~
"Bloody hell, Arthur! Where did you run off to?"
The violent, rather angry sounding shout echoed through the strong oaks the luscious forest had provided, causing a rather alarmed child to run even faster than they had been going before. The green tinted cloak he hurriedly put on before he left the house flapped quickly against the wind, causing a small sound to illuminate through the now quiet area of the forest. Though the boy knew his brother had been nowhere close to getting him, he couldn't help but be worried he would soon catch up with him. His sense of direction had been very keen throughout the time he had visited the lush area, knowing every sharp turn and crevice that had been beheld before him. Shutting his emerald tinted hues as hard as humanly possible, Arthur gripped the worn, leather covered book to his ch
Cry of The Beast, Ch. 1 EnglandxReaderCry of The Beast, Ch. 1 EnglandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
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
AmericaxReader- Clear Eyes, Full HeartAmericaxReader- Clear Eyes, Full Heart2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Give all of us gathered here tonight the strength to remember that life is so very fragile. We are all vulnerable, and we will all, at some point in our lives… fall. We will all fall. We must carry this in our hearts… that what we have is special. That it can be taken from us, and when it is taken from us, we will be tested. We will be tested to our very souls. We will now all be tested. It is these times, it is this pain, that allows us to look inside ourselves.
"Thank's for helping me with this, _____." America murmered, rubbing the back of his head as the two of you made your way down the long hallway that never seemed to end. "It's just that everytime I try to clean it out-"
You nodded, now stopping infront of the rather large door that was always kept under lock and key, never being opened unless absoluetly nesessary. Even though you knew you wern't the one going to suffer the most from opening the door, you couldn't help but feel you
Bad Touch Baby!Bad Touch Baby!2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Most girls only have to worry about one idiot father you on the other hand have to worry about three. Gilbert Beilschmidt, Francis Bonnefoy and Antonio Carriedo. Known to some as the Bad Touch Trio, and to some Prussia, France and Spain, but to you Vati, Papa and Papá. You were their Bad Touch Baby.
“LET’S HAVE A BABY!” Antonio said raising a glass of beer.
“Vhat? ve’re all men idiot!” Gilbert grumbled.
“We can adopt.” The Spaniard continued.
“Is this another plan to get Belgium’s attention? Mon ami remember last time? You got Romano.” Francis said.
“No! The other day we were all whining about how we miss being parents…so?”
“Fine I’m in!”
“It will be a bad touch baby!” Francis smiled.
“Let’s have a Frau!” Gilbert blurted “We all raised boys. Let’s try raising a girl like as a challenge.”
Jealous!EnglandXReaderXNeko!France"Aww, aren't you just the cutest thing?"Jealous!EnglandXReaderXNeko!France2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Arthur Kirkland watched you snuggle with the cat, green eyes narrowed. He could see why'd you dubbed it as FranceCat; after all, that cat was a fluff ball, just like Francis's "sexy" hair and, also very much like France, this cat seemed more than happy to cuddle near some.....Intimate areas.
To anyone else, it would have been rather amusing to see the Brit's face turn bright red as glowered at the smug, fluffy cat. Arthur, however, was less than amused. "You really are cute!" You cooed, scratching the cat's ears and ignoring your boyfriend's silent hissy fit. "Why don't you sleep with me tonight?"
Arthur's eye twitched. That was it. This cat could mock him, even hog his girlfriend on a day Arthur planned to spend with you, but to take his place in your bed, the one place he had to look forward to at this point?
That. Bloody. Cat's. Gone. Too. Far.
The cat had to go, Arthur knew that much. He then had an idea. "____?" He ad
Presents, Cake, and Stress -England X Reader-Presents, Cake, and Stress -England X Reader-2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Your brilliant (e/c) hues looked down at the present you had purchased earlier today. It was a rather nice sampling set of loose tealeaves; every type of course came in their own neatly labeled little tin. The tins were packages nicely together in a little wooden chest for both decoration and convenience. It just so happened that Arthur, one of your closest and dearest friends had a birthday coming up in a little over a week’s time.
Certainly, the British gentleman would have loved such a nice present. He was often obsessed with tea, constantly drinking the stuff. However, despite the fact, you picked out the tea’s selection yourself and even though there were over 30 different types of tea stored in the assorted set, the present somehow felt wrong. Maybe it was because the present didn’t take much thought before hand. Then again, this off putting feeling could have easily been caused by the fact you had fallen for your lifelong pal.
You had been trying to find a way
Blind!EnglandxMusician!Reader-Request“Arthur…Are you certain about this?”Blind!EnglandxMusician!Reader-Request2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“God, Mum,” groaned the annoyed voice of a certain bushy-browed Brit. “Why are you so worried about this? What’s the worst that could happen?” Slipping a clean shirt over his head, he feverishly felt around for his specially darkened shades, somewhere on his desk. Finally feeling the cool plastic, he quickly snatched them up and covered those so very sensitive orbs.
“Well, let’s see,” His mother said monotonously. “You could fall and hurt yourself, you could get lost, you could be jumped and beaten, not to mention-”
“Always on the positive, aren’t you Ma?” He muttered, mostly to himself. But seriously, as pessimistic as he was, even Arthur himself was sure that he could survive at least one day of public high school.
Yep; as a form of ‘freedom’ from his so called ‘self-isolation,’ a local therapist suggested attending his