England x Reader - Love Waltz
"Good morning, love."
"Good morning, Kirkland."
This was how your morning always went now – Arthur Kirkland, the popular British student of Gakuen Hetalia, would greet you every single morning with a, 'Good morning, love.' In return, you'd reply politely with, 'Good morning, Kirkland.' In fact, it was sort of like a tradition now or something.
You had always puzzled over as to why he did this – he was pretty popular, after all. Girls found him really attractive, and they often fangirled over his accent. You? You weren't as high up on the social rankings. You were just an average student, really, and a shy one at that.
So why, of all people, did Arthur choose to greet you every single morning?
The imaginative part of your brain had said that it was because he liked you, but the more rational part of your brain had quickly dismissed that thought. Him? Like you? You didn't think so – if anything, Arthur was just being nice. That was al
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It sounded a bit funny.
But what did it mean?
These were the thoughts that filled your mind as you continued on your stroll around the park near your house. Earlier, Francis had come up to you and told you to ask Arthur to snog you...
When you had asked what the word 'snog' meant, he merely did that funny 'Ohonhonhon~' laugh of his, his perverted smirk growing a bit wider. He then said, 'Arthur will show you soon, ma cherie!' before walking away, leaving you confused.
You had considered looking it up, but being the lazy person you were you decided not to. Snog couldn't be a bad thing, could it?
...Well, maybe it could, considering how Francis had told you to ask Arthur to snog you. And, well... Francis is a big fat pervert. Snog could very well mean sex if it came from Francis. And you didn't plan to lose your virginity just yet.
Well actually, losing your virginity to Arthur wouldn't
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Good Guy, or Bad Guy?
(England x Reader)
"Shallow guys!!" you shouted as you violently hit one of the many country flag-printed pillows on your bed, anger boiling in your veins. "If I had a nickel for eve-- GAH!!"
You punched your beloved, rectangle-shaped fluffy stress relief once more.
"Dude, sis, you okay?"
You turned around to look at the newcomer, face torn in rage, but if fell and relaxed as you saw the look of worry in your pretend-sibling's eyes. Why pretend? Because, even though you weren't related, you considered yourselves as family.
"What happened?" he asked, risking a few steps in your direction.
"I'm not pretty enough." you sternly replied.
"I'm not pretty enough" you repeated, those words bringing a sting to your heart. "That's what happened"
"Who told you that?" he asked, walking even closer to you.
"[Guy's Name], Alfie. [Guy's Name]."
"My ex." you cut, turning around at staring intently at the wall that was now in front
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"Jeez, Britain! How come you're so lame nowadays, dude?"
'Lame? I was the person who raised you, you bloody git! Show some respect!'
"Ohonhonhon~ I agree with America, ma chérie! You're quite a softie now, non?"
'Why you bloody frog!'
Comments like these filled the meeting room, where the World Conference was supposed to be held; but of course, a meeting with the various countries practically spelled out 'trouble.' In every meeting, at least some sort of chaos ensued.
Today's topic? England's apparent 'weakness' and 'lameness.'
If it weren't for him being a gentleman, he would've immediately belted out every snappy thought that crossed his mind as comments about him were made; actually, he would've, gentleman or not. But, he had promised _____ to not get into any trouble, and he intended to keep that promise.
Though, that was proving rather hard at the moment.
As America and France teased him about
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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
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I love you.
Those three words haunted you as you lied in your bed, your mind playing out any possible scenarios that might transpire once you've uttered them to your best friend/crush—Alfred Jones. The self-proclaimed 'hero', Alfred was probably the most lovable and funny person you had ever encountered.
He was super handsome, too... not that you'd ever say that out loud.
Banging your head against your pillow, you let out a strangled cry. "For Pete's sake, why is this keeping me up for so long?!"
You had been mulling over this for quite a while now, and your clock read 11:30 PM. At this rate, you were going to show up at Alfred's house tired, and you didn't want that!
You sighed, rolling over onto your stomach. This had all started out with a stupid threat from Francis, who was intent on bringing you and Alfred together. It was either confess to Alfred, or have Francis show him your diary in which you spilled out all of your feelings into.
How he had gotten a
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Matthew was never one to be jealous. Ever. But, when it involved you and another guy, that was a different story. Especially when said guy was his own brother.
To be honest, now that Matthew looked back at it, it seemed as though he was the one who was making such a big deal out of it. You and Alfred had hugged. So what? It was only a hug. You guys were just friends, after all... right?
But Matthew wanted your hugs to be only for him, no matter how selfish it sounded.
He wanted to be the only one who received your affection.
He wanted to be the only one you loved.
But what was he saying? You and Matthew were just friends, and Matthew could never scrape up enough courage to confess to you. He was just the quiet, practically invisible Canadian boy at school. You were pretty. You were kind. You were smart, you had a plethora of friends, you were outright amazing. In Matthew's eyes, it seemed as though you were way out
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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
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“Huh? What are you doing here?” You glanced up from the stoop you were standing on.
“Um, you asked me to come over today. Remember?” Arthur slapped a hand over his face. “Ah,
yes. That’s right. I forgot what day it was,” he replied as he looked away in embarrassment. You blinked at him, noticing how red his face was becoming with each passing second.
“You feeling okay Artie?” you asked teasingly, loving the fact that you could make him flustered so easily. A scowl immediately replaced his blush as he folded his arms in irritation. “Come in, come in,” he grumbled, stepping aside to let you enter. The scent of Earl Grey and spice filled your nose as you crossed the threshold of the Englishman’s home, a smile creeping onto your lips. “I’m afraid that there’s quite a lot of antiques and other memorabilia clogging the attic, you see,” Arthur stated as he turned to face
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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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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.”
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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
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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
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It was fifteen minutes left until curtain. Your turn was coming up soon. You peered around the curtain, hoping to see the sparkling emerald eyes of your best friend, Arthur. Secretly, you had a major crush on the tsundere Brit. You had been his first friend when he transferred two years ago to your high school. He had that typical British charm. He always held your books and walked you to class, gently holding your arm in his. You longed to do more than that but you just couldn't bring yourself to tell him your true feelings. Those simple gestures meant so much to you and for fear of losing your friendship with him, you couldn't take them the wrong way. You had begged him to come watch you at your recital. You were so nervous because representatives from many different colleges would be there. Your performance tonight decided which college you would attend and what scholarships you received.
Your eyes darted through the crowd until you saw that mess
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And Arthur, of course, who you were on your way to see now.
Arthur really was the perfect boyfriend, a true gentleman straight out of a 19th century romance novel complete with perfect manners and the ability to dance.
Before you started to date, he actually called your father and asked his permission to "court" you. His chivalry wasn't forced or investing, it was simply in Arthur's nature: He was never rude to you, he was always considerate of you, and he held you in the greatest respect.
As if his manner wasn't enough, he was also incredibly handsome, with soft blonde hair and glittering jade eyes. You honestly had no idea what cosmological luck fall landed you with him.
You let out a happy sigh and nearly skipped up the stairs to the great stone steps of the building.
You opened th
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The magenta-tinged mixture simmered as Arthur checked his spells and potions book again. This time, his creation needed to be perfect- if he could even achieve it, that is. It seemed as if everything was in order; he had cooked and collected all his desired ingredients, adding them to the potion in a precise momentum.
You face suddenly decides to swim back into his mind, and a momentary flush takes over his features as he thinks over just what he was planning to do. As much as he tried to not confront the issue, it was becoming increasingly evident that the country had become smitten with you. There wasn’t a day that went be that he didn’t think about you or something about you.
Taking a flask and collecting some of the liquid swirling in the cauldron, we set it down gingerly on the table attempting to somehow distract himself from his feelings for a moment. Unwrapping a couple of brightly colored candies he had previously pu
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Ring ring ring
Ring ring ring
"Mmmph... stupid sounds, why won't you shut up...?"
Ring ring ring
"Five... more minutes..."
Ring ring ring
"Okay, okay! I'll get up if you just shut up already, stupid clock!" You cried before realizing you had been talking to an inanimate object. Sighing to yourself, you pressed the off button on your alarm clock and held your face in your hands.
"I honestly wonder sometimes if I'm going mad..." You mumbled, shaking your head. As you groggily tried to rub the sleep out of your eyes, a sudden voice caught you off guard.
"Vee~ _____, you're finally up! I was wondering when you'd wake up, bella!"
Feliciano poked his head through your bedroom door before he bounced over to your bedside, his curl seeming to bounce with each stride that he took.
"Oh, hey Feli," You said with a yawn. "Mm... I'm tired..."
It took you another five seconds to finally comprehend what was happening at the moment.
Feliciano was here
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He fumbled with his keys, taking them out of his pocket and finally managing to slide them into the lock of his door, trying not to let the fatigue of the day show on his face. He tried to push it all aside. Push aside that annoying American’s words, the perverted Frenchman’s advances and actions, and he tried to completely forget about the official documents he had been forced to bring home that currently resided in his briefcase.
A tired sigh left Arthur Kirkland’s lips as he pushed open the door to his flat. Immediately, he let his briefcase drop so his fingers, calloused from over the years, could press into his temples, rubbing small circles into the skin in an attempt to soothe the headache he feared was approaching. He tried to be gentle in his shutting of his front door, not really wanting any loud
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“Arthur.” You felt like fainting. You got to go on a date with England! He could be a little strange at times, but he also had pretty eyes and an amazing accent.
“Arthur, get out here. Your lady is waiting for you!” Alfred shouted into the microphone. Alfred winked at you and you couldn’t help giggling.
“Bloody American.” Arthur mumbled as he led you out of the room. You patted his arm reassuringly as you laughed.
“So, what did you have planned for our date?” You asked as the two of you reached the parking lot.
“Well, I’m staying close by so I thought we could walk to my place. I could make tea and scones for us once we get there.” He sounded happy as the two of you walked. It seemed you would be passing through the shopping d
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"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
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"Why is he so mad at me?"
You had asked yourself this question over and over again, and sadly you received no answer to it as you paced your kitchen floor.
'He' referred to your Romanian friend, Vlad—you two had bumped into each other at the grocery store, after you had accidentally grabbed his shopping cart and he took yours. After a few minutes of confusion and a tad bit of chaos, the both of you managed to return the carts to their rightful owner and from then on started a strong friendship.
You had discovered that Vlad shared a lot of similar interests with you, such as fairy tales and the like. You were also interested in magic, and had been overly ecstatic when Vlad performed some magic tricks for you one day.
It had been only recently—'recently' as in a few months back—when Vlad had confessed to you about what he actually was. It came as a bit of a surprise, but the shock was lessened a bit due to the hints that he gave off.
Vlad was a vampire.
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You walk down the street in the heavy rain, sighing. Not long until youre home really. Well, that is if you consider a half hour walk not long.
Turning the corner, some lightning cracks above you chorused with the loud rumble of thunder. You decide to run for it, trying to get home as soon as possible. Youre already soaked through and home isnt as close as you hope in this weather.
as you turn the next corner, you realise where you are. This is Arthurs street. Cold from so much rain, you run up the steps to Arthur Kirklands front door, hammering on it and ringing the bell twice.
The Brits voice was loud as it echoed through the hallway and to the front door, Alright, alright, Im coming! You dont have to knock so bloody loudly! Pulling the door open, his irritated expression drops when he notices who it is, ________? Youre all wet
How nice of you to notice, Arthur, you say s
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“Hey (name), you never answered my question.” (best friend) said rather loudly as she placed a tray holding all of your drinks on the table, 3 drinks from McDonalds and one from Dunkin’ Donuts which contained Arthur’s tea, it was the only thing that he was okay with drinking. You glared at her with a warning look, saying, well more like screaming, ‘Shut up or you’re dead,’
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"Why is it so hot here?!" you complained for the umpteenth time. Flopping on the couch, you stared up at the ceiling fan, hoping to get some cool air.
"I don't know, love." Arthur said in a monotone, getting used to your repeated complaints.
"UGH!" you cried out, burying yourself under the couch pillows. It was unusually hot in your area, and you and the Brit were at his house, trying to keep cooled.
"I'm bored, hot, and BORED!" you said in a frustrated tone. "Well, if you're bored, we could do something, how about that?" Arthur said.
My goodness, the heat really did get on your nerves.
Arthur stood straight on the dining chair he was sitting on. "Hide and seek?" he said, wiggling his thick eyebrows. You groaned, rolled your eyes, and buried your face in the pillow.
After ten seconds, you lifted your head and rubbed your eyes. "Artie, hide and seek is for chil-"
You were lecturing an empty chair. "It's for immature fucking children like
England x Depressed!Reader - You Could Love Me You sighed for the… you couldn’t even think of a number high enough. Sniffling, you rolled over on your bed for the whoknowshowmany time, clutching a pillow to your chest. Your tired, red, (e/c) eyes stared bleakly at the wall in front of them, having run out of tears long before. Your thoughts wandered back to the reason why you were in this horrible seemingly never ending mess.England x Depressed!Reader - You Could Love Me2 years ago in Romance More Like This
It all started with your lovesick depression. Yes, you were lovesick. You never had someone to cuddle with, someone to talk with, and someone to hold hands with, nope. The only person that you wanted to do those things with didn’t think of you that way.
And his name is Arthur Kirkland.
You and Arthur have been best friends since freshman year, and now you were both juniors. Or soon to be, anyways; it was summer at the moment.
Back to the reason why you are lying in bed