EnglandxReader-Caught Off Guard
Caught Off Guard
The young woman looked over her shoulder and sighed it was 10pm and her late night shift stretched in front of her like a never ending slinky. She sighed again and spun around on her chair, she stopped looked round to make sure no one was watching before she straddled her chair and used her legs to propel herself down the corridor making plane noises as she went. She giggled and the she pretended to row a boat while talking to invisible passersby as she propelled herself back the way she came towards her desk.
¬¬______ squinted at the cameras on her desk, there was dodgy looking gentleman at the museum’s entrance but he tottered off singing drunkenly to himself and the night-guard sighed and spun around in her chair again.
It wasn’t everyday that you came across a 20 year old night-guard in a small museum that lurked in the country’s capital: London. ______ had for some inexplicable reason always wanted to be a night-guard. She
England x Reader ~Wishful Thinking~~Wishful Thinking~England x Reader ~Wishful Thinking~2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Arthur, what did you wish for?”
________________ was leaning her upper body over the edge of the old wishing well, her short legs dangling in the air as she watched the ripples spread out on the water’s surface.
“That’s a secret, ________________,” he said.
Arthur rolled his eyes. “You know the saying: if you tell someone your wish, it won’t come true.”
_______________ shook her head. “No, I don’t think you need to keep it a secret to make it come true. Maybe I can help you.”
“Alright, why don’t you tell me what you wished for?” he asked.
“That’s a secret, Arthur,” ________________ replied.
Arthur cracked a smile. “How predictable.”
“It’s only because you can’t help me with my wish so I’m not going to tell you!”
“Fine, fine!” Arthur quickly said holding up his hands
On Top of the World EnglandxReaderIf you love somebodyOn Top of the World EnglandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Better tell them while they’re here ’cause
They just may run away from you
Arthur Kirkland had let himself fall into that pit of feelings one too many times for his liking in the long span of time he had been living, and after one time too many, he had sworn most emotions off, love being the primary one. He hadn’t thought the emotion would ever come back into his life, so it was only natural to have sworn it off, but then he didn’t count on you appearing in his life. He didn’t account for there possibly being one person in the entire universe that might be able to fit to him perfectly, almost like two conjoining puzzle pieces.
And now he didn’t know what to say, but he knew he wasn’t about to let you slip through his fingers. He wasn’t stupid enough to let you get away from him.
You’ll never know quite when, well
Then again it just depends on
How long of time is left for you
England X Reader If You BelieveEngland X ReaderEngland X Reader If You Believe2 years ago in Romance More Like This
If you believe
The nice cool air settled with a drizzle that patted the backs of all who paddled down the street, almost as if ushering them onwards towards their destination. So far, Channel 62 was keeping their prediction on "Weather on a need to know basis". Although the rain wasn't "Pouring down in buckets," per say more like falling through a tightly weaved strainer suspended above the sky.
The rain's puddles splashed at your feet with each step you took, thoroughly wetting your socks so that each step was taken with an accompanied squish.
Well, these socks were absolutely ruined.
But after all, rain was to London as green was to grass. Whatever the saying was.
You gave a small huff as you decided to duck into the next open shop. This rain really wasn't helping you, at all.
Your sneakers padded as you flew down the street , searching for an "Open" Sign. Why was it that every sign that lit
Piano Teacher! Britain x Reader - Adagio Pt. 2Piano Teacher! Britain x Reader - Adagio Pt. 22 years 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-Starlight and ShadowsEnglandxReader-Starlight and Shadows2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Starlight and Shadows
Arthur had always wanted to see the stars; he wanted to feel the wind in his hair and the grass beneath his feet. But alas mankind had moved below ground to avoid the end of the world. There were rumours that people lived above on the surface of the planet but Arthur had yet to meet one of these Earth-Walkers; he wasn’t even sure if they existed.
He trudged through the tunnels mud encasing his work boots, hands stuffed deep into his pockets. The metallic clink of the mines up ahead echoed in the darkness before him. He hated working in the mines; his lungs groaned and his eyes wept from mining coal and other substances that lurked deep in the earth.
“Arthur!” screamed a voice in the darkness jolting the young man out of his impossible dreams. “What are you doing Arthur, dreaming again?” the voice continued mockingly. A lantern illuminated the handsome but stained face of Ivan, the master of the Southern Mines; piercing
England x Reader - A F.A.C.E. Family birthday You once again got up and started pacing around your bedroom. What to do for Arthur’s birthday? You thought. Unfortunately, just like every other time you asked yourself that question, you didn’t have an answer.England x Reader - A F.A.C.E. Family birthday2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Tomorrow was Arthur’s birthday. He has been your best friend/crush since forever, yet you still didn’t know what to get or do for him. You knew he usually just spent the day alone, like it was just any other day. But it wasn’t just any other day. It was his day to feel special.
Banging your head against the wall, you sighed in frustration. What if you threw a surprise party for him? No, he doesn’t like too many people. And even if you threw a party, where? Well, he liked being outdoors on sunny days, and the only people he actually likes are Francis, Alfred, and Matthew…
You stopped banging your head on the wall. That’s it! You thought. Sadly for you this wasn’t going to do EXACTLY to your plans
Gakuen Hetalia: England x Reader-Party at Biology?Ring!!!!Gakuen Hetalia: England x Reader-Party at Biology?2 years ago in Humor More Like This
That was the bell for you to get the heck out of your second period class, go your locker and to go to your third period class. Biology.
You walked in to your biology class kind of early, so you sat down and decided to check to see if you had your homework. ‘Cause seriously you forgot to do your homework sometimes and it’s a Monday.
When you were searching through your science binder for your homework, you found your homework.
‘YES!! FREAKING AMAZING!!’ you thought as you were looking at your homework until you found something wrong. You didn’t do the back.
“GODDAMN IT!!” you yelled and then you saw your friends Feliciano, Ludwig and Kiku came in.
“Vhat’s vrong now (name)?” Ludwig said as the trio of friends came to where you were sitting.
“My homework.” You pouted as you turned it to the other side. “I didn’t complete it.”
“What-a were you-a doing this weekend that-a made you forge
England X Reader - Pure HappinessEngland X Reader - Pure Happiness2 years ago in Romance More Like This
(Just so you know, you and Iggy are both ten years old)
You hated school. No, you didn’t hate this place because of the difficult work and the long, headache worthy hours. You hated it because you were alone.
You were that kid that sits in the back of the class by yourself. You were that kid that never had a buddy when the teacher told everyone to ‘pair up’. You were that kid that other kids would trip up in the school corridor and laugh at your tear stained face.The only part of the day that you could actually stand was lunchtime.
The high pitch ringing of the lunch time bell sent a jolt of energy up your spine as you reached for your belongings.
You never bothered about eating with the other children; their loud whispering and sniggers floated around you and hit you like little knifes from all directions. You pretended not to hear, but those sharp insults always made you cringe.
You flung your bag up over your shoulder and swiftly exited the classroom. Lunch t
Of Rats And Birds | England x ReaderPast midnight, at a time where father moon was shining bright, twinkling together with millions of stars and illuminating the world under him and his little servants, was one of the many times that one of the countless beings that graced this earth picked up a paintbrush, quite the old kind of a graceful tool to create fantasies and dreams just as graceful, stuck in a framed cobweb of imagination. It truly was a dying little excuse for something that should look as stunning as the pictures it drew. This paintbrush was broken in the middle, with an end as sharp as a knife. Dried paint was splattered all over it and it appeared to be more paint than brush. The hair was felted, and here and there a few strands seemed to be missing, as if a great force ripped them out nearly a decade ago. Still, the pictures the lonesome soul managed to create with it were full of color, filled with passion and love. Love for art.Of Rats And Birds | England x Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
How was it possible that something as ugly as this tool created fantasy worl
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
~Irises~ A Britain x Reader One Shot~Irises~ A Britain x Reader One Shot2 years ago in Romance More Like This
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
Lost and Found- England x Reader(*Reader's Point of View*)Lost and Found- England x Reader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I start the day as I would normally, get out of bed, get ready and set out for work. This had been my routine for quite a while now. But every time I would go something always would bother me. Well it shouldn't matter, I mean it is completely bizarre. I grabbed all my things for work and I set out.
I been walking for about ten minutes, hoping it was there. If it was it would be there after passing Big Ben, sitting at the bench with its book, like always. I approach the tower and take a brief look at it. It would always give me a mix of emotions, I would be eager, but then I would feel not as concerning. I would be really happy then suddenly depressed. This one thing carries so much memories, and sometimes I can't handle it. Maybe I should just sit down for a minute, I am always early and I could still be on time. I drop my bag to the left of me and sit down on the familiar bench. I look by my right hand to see the same
Hetalia World Masquerade Series: Royal Blue PartyHetalia World Masquerade Series: Royal Blue PartyHetalia World Masquerade Series: Royal Blue Party2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
England x Reader
Social events were not your forte. Even now, as people wandered about you and the few you had spoken to were very nice, you remained pressed to the wall. All around you was the soft chatter of conversation and the rustle of expensive fabrics. Every color imaginable flashed across your vision in beautiful dresses; elegant violet, arctic blue, blazing crimson, and innocent white. Even the suits of the men were taking each color of the rainbow. The dresses came in all different varieties: there were flamenco for the Spanish, sundresses for the perky Italians, up to date fashions of the French, and, of course, the opulent beauty of the English. How could you compete with such brilliance?
It was true, you were intimidated. After all, you felt somewhat ostentatious in your chosen outfit, a Victorian era dress. It was an off the shoulder dress, the fabric clinging to your upper arms to stay afloat on your body. H
Thunder and Tea, EnglandxReader You huddled into the far corner of your couch, wrapping the blanket that was already hung around your shoulders even tighter around you. You closed your eyes and listened as rain pelted harshly against the sides of your house. You let out a quiet breath, shivering still despite the blanket around you.Thunder and Tea, EnglandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Suddenly a large rumble of thunder shook the entire house, making your eyes fly open and a small squeak of surprise leave your lips. It wasn’t that you were afraid of storms, no that was too predictable for your tastes. It was just that the thunder had been getting closer and closer to the house for the past half hour, and it seemed that the storm had just caught up with you.
The light from the kitchen suddenly clicked off and you heard footsteps approach you. You smiled as you felt a pair of soft lips press themselves to your temple and for a moment you were able to forget about the storm as a warm teacup was pressed into your hands. Looking up, you found the very familiar fa
EnglandxReader~ Thank You"I would like to introduce a late transfer student from England." Your teacher announced as she smacked the ruler on the nearby desk to get the classes attention. "Since he's come into this school a bit late, please treat him with any respect you actually have left."EnglandxReader~ Thank You2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
As the door opened, you could hear various oohs and ahhs spread around the room. Who walked into the room was a male student with an interesting combination of blonde messy hair, emerald eyes, and large eyebrows. His face was filled with indifference.
"You can sit in that seat in the corner, Mr. Kirkland." Your teacher said as she pointed toward your direction. There was a silence.
"But that's-" A classmate began to say until she cut him off. As usual, you never got to hear the rest of it.
"It is fine. Please sit there, Mr. Kirkland." She said as the transfer student walked down the aisle towards your desk. You sighed as you floated up to avoid him sitting on you, even though you wouldn't feel a difference if he did. Guidi
Practical Magic EnglandxReader You weren't like most little girls. You didn't read fairy tales and sigh in content once you reached the end where the princess and prince ended up living happily ever after. You didn't fantasize about meeting your prince charming, and you certainly didn't daydream about your wedding day. You had seen couples fight and break up, and you had seen marriages crack, so needless to say that even at your young age you managed to not look at any sort of relationship as anything wonderful.Practical Magic EnglandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You walked slow circles around your parent's garden, your eyes cast up to the sky to watch as the starts twinkled and winked at your short form. In your hands you clutched an old, tattered book with a vise grip, not wanting it to drop to the ground, and a small wooden bowl. Eventually, after your roaming you flipped the book open, a small, high pitched sigh leaving your lips. Your small eyes quickly scanning the page, reading the old ink.
Tired EnglandxReader He was tired. He was tired of pain, suffering, heartbreak, hate. He was tired of the simple human instinct to wage war, and he was tired of war itself.Tired EnglandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
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
EnglandxReader - Half a Cup of MagicEnglandxReader - Half a Cup of Magic2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
BEEP BEEP BEEP
Entering your house after coming home from work, you hear the sound of the fire alarm. You sigh and walk through to the kitchen again, snatching up the towel you keep by the doorway, which you use on a regular basis now, but not for drying spills. No need to panic that the fire alarm is going off, because youve seen a familiar car parked outside.
No, this towel is to fan the smoke away from the fire alarm and out of the kitchen window whenever your boyfriend, Arthur, is cooking. Usually, he doesnt burn things, and you never thought his cooking could get worse, but, unfortunately, you have been proven wrong by both him and the horrible cloud of smoke making you cough at this moment in time.
You exchanged keys a while ago, so youre not surprised to find him inside once youd seen the car. He tries to be sweet, attempting to cook for you, but, unfortunately, his cooking isnt a good thing.
BEEP BEEP BEEP
.:Kiss Me:..:Kiss Me:.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
England x Reader
"I'll see you tonight then, love." You smiled a bit as you replied back, "Yeah...I love you." You heard Arthur chuckled back a "I love you too." before hanging up. Sighing aloud, you held your cell-phone and stared at it for a few moments before putting it on the kitchen counter. You jumped slightly as the doorbell rang through your apartment. 'It better not be one of those annoying salesmen again... you thought irritably as you opened the door a crack reluctantly. The door slammed open as Alfred, Arthur's brother strolled in with his trademark grin. "A-Al! What are you doing here?!" you asked with surprise as he walked into your kitchen. Closing the door, you quickly followed him, and saw him in front of your fridge, getting various snacks. You crossed your arms and tapped your foot in annoyance as Alfred turned to face you. "Hey,_______! Thanks for letting me in! Why do you always have like water instead of like soda or something like that?" You qu
England x Reader - Don't wake me upEngland x Reader - Don't wake me up2 years ago in Romance More Like This
If this love only exists in my dreams
Don’t wake me up "
She looked to her fingertips, arms stretching towards the light. It was always like smoke surrounding them, blurring the shape, making it similar to stew, leaving only the sensation of what it should be behind. In this world of dreams, [f/n] always felt like there wasn’t a way to leave an impression in. [f/n] knew she’d somehow fade in the air if she tried. That was always the way the girl knew it was a dream.
It was too much alike real life.
Dreams are frightening little things, aren’t they?
The clarity almost blinded her when she tried to see past her hands.
"Too much light in this window"
There were two couches, a coffee table, and a tea set over it all put in a spacious room, somehow cramped with too much furniture, all in different styles, as if the owner couldn’t make his mind about what he wanted. A jar of jam was open, and the smell of fresh strawberrie
England x Reader - Don't Call Me During Doctor Who It was a Saturday night and I sat on the couch, my legs pulled up to my chest and my friend, Alfred, watching baseball next to me. He kept slapping my leg and shouting at the screen. I sighed and leaned my head on my hand.England x Reader - Don't Call Me During Doctor Who2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hey Alfred?" I said.
"What?" he pulled his eyes away from the screen long enough to give me an irritated look.
"I think I'm gonna go over to Arthur's and-"
He looked at me all panicked and checked the time on his phone, "Oh I wouldn't go over there now."
I raised an eyebrow, "Why's that?"
He snorted and handed me his phone, returning his gaze to the screen, "Go ahead and try to even CALL him. He won't want to talk."
Snatching the phone from him, I punched Arthur's number in the held the phone to my ear. It rang forever before going to voice mail. Irritated, I called again. Again, it went to voice mail. I began to get worried. I called again then turned to Alfred.
"What's wrong? Is he hurt or something?"
England x Reader : Your NumberEngland x Reader : Your NumberEngland x Reader : Your Number2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Arthur groans in irritation at the sound of his ‘friends’ mocking him, taunting him at the fact that he was too much of a pussy to ask the girl of his dreams for her number.
“C’mon, you wimp!” Alfred said, smacking the Brit on his back a bit too hard, “Just go over to the babe, and be like, ‘Aye, girl, gimme them digits of yours’ and she’ll fall head over heels for you! She’ll give you her number in a heartbeat!” He said, gesturing towards (Name).
Arthur looked at him with a face that said that he’s an idiot. Scratch that, an utter dumbass. “I highly doubt that would work on any girl with the right mind.” He scoffed, turning away from the idiot American.
Francis laughed at his friend, “Oh, you have to passionate side you at all, huh? It’s simple, honestly! Just go up to her and simply ask for her number!”
“I-it’s not that simple!” Arthur
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
Horror Movies EnglandxPunk!Reader “C’mon, Arty,” you teased, getting closer to your boyfriend’s face, poking his nose with your painted-black fingernail, a smirk on your face. “It’s just a silly movie,” you couldn’t help but let out a quiet laugh.Horror Movies EnglandxPunk!Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
His emerald eyes rolled back in his head as he let out a quiet sigh. “Another one, (y/n)? Isn’t this becoming something of an obsession?” his blonde hair fell slightly into his eyes as one of his large, bushy eyebrows raised in question.
You rolled your eyes as well, crossing your arms, making the horror video in your hands stick out a bit as a few of your bracelets jingled on your wrist. “Obsession?” you scoffed. “You are being the definition of a hypocrite right now,” you smirked, taking a step away from your boyfriend, holding up your hand that wasn’t holding the DVD case. “Let’s just take a count of all your obsessions. Ther