Cheerio - England x Reader“Hello Cheerio!” you heard your friend, Arthur Kirkland, state happily once you opened your front door to greet him. You smiled as you grabbed your spring jacket from the nearby coat closet.
“Arthur, every time you say Cheerio in that context, I can’t tell if you’re using it as a nickname or trying to tell me goodbye.”
Chuckling, the blonde Briton replied, “It’s a nickname,” as he helped you put your jacket on.
“Okay,” you stated before you turned around to face him and ask, “but why ‘Cheerio’?”
“Because, love…” Arthur said as he bent down slightly so that your eyes were level with his, “…you’re good for my heart.” A blush cascaded over your cheeks as you turned your face away from him in embarrassment.
You then muttered, “That’s so cheesy.”
“Really? I always thought they tasted more like oats,” Arthu
Changing of the Guard - England x ReaderChanging of the Guard - England x Reader10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Palace Guard England x American Traveler Reader
------- “No one ever said travel was easy. We all get lonely and homesick at some point.” ~ Anonymous -------
The clicking of your heels against the pavement seemed to rhythmically lull you into a sort of daze, allowing your thoughts to wander. People of all shapes, sizes, and ethnicities walked past you through the bustling crowds as you continued to walk down the same strip of sidewalk that you had been wandering on for the past twenty minutes. Were you lost? Most likely. Did you care? Meh, the whole point of traveling is to get lost, so no…you didn't care so much. But did you feel lonely? Yes. Oh God yes. Perhaps traveling to London by yourself wasn't such a good idea after all.
Since you are from the United States, the layout of the town was something you weren't
EnglandXReader: The Most Important QuestionEnglandXReader: The Most Important Question1 year ago in Humor More Like This
Your arms flail rapidly, smacking everything from Arthur’s arms. As the stack of books tumble and fall, Arthur swears and hobbles along, holding one of his feet dearly.
“What in God’s name are you doing?!” he shouts, primarily startled rather than upset.
“Iggy! Tell me now, and tell me the truth!”
“What are you talking about?”
“Don’t play games with me!” You scoop up his books just as he bends over, and you run a circle around him, the books pressed against your chest. “Tell me,” you command once more.
Arthur sighs and rubs his neck, “Would you care to explain what I must explain to you?” he asks evenly.
A smile lights up your face: you’ll finally get an answer! The answer you've waited for so long to receive! The answer that can heal your heart and mind, and possibly bring you closer to Arthur! You want him to confess...
“What is Stonehe
(England X Reader) Happy Birthday, Iggy!(England X Reader) Happy Birthday, Iggy!1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
(Name) squealed in utter joy. It was a very special day. It was the birthday of her British crush, Arthur Kirkland.
She had to do many preparations first, before her beloved friend would come home from work. (Name) was sure to make it a surprise. Now, turning her attention to important matter. She had to buy specific, very British decorations, to match Arthur's taste. Even though, he might consider it too childish. First on her list, were the table cloths. They had to have a Union Jack design on them. Oh how patriotic. Thank god (Name) just bought it. She made sure the table cloths were tidy, so she could set it later. (Name) smiled, as she took her list again, to see what step was next, to manage everything, as a surprise for Arthur.
"Table sheet? Check." (Name) said, as she read the next step.
Bake a cake.
"That's going to be easy." (Name) said to herself, as she turned towards the kitchen to prepare the ingredients for the cake.
After a while, (Name) j
England x Reader: Ladylike GentlemanYou walked to Arthur's doorstep, ringing the doorbell. It was your first date and you wanted to surprise him by beating him at his own gentleman game. You heard a "coming" from behind the door as he ran to answer it. He opened, looking as if he if was still getting ready with a toothbrush hanging off his mouth, his half-buttoned shirt, and an unmade tie around his neck.England x Reader: Ladylike Gentleman1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"I'm not supposed to pick you up for another 45 minutes, love," he said.
"Yeah," you said smiling as you pulled out flowers from behind you. "These are for you."
"Thanks, but you didn't have to," he said, "actually, I was going to get you some."
"Yeah, I bet you were," you said, finishing up his buttons and tying his tie.
"Thanks love," he said as he kissed your nose.
He stepped aside to let you in, running upstairs to continue his teeth brushing. After a few minutes, he came back down, offering you his arm as he got to the door. You took it and led him to your car, opening the passenger seat door for him.
"_____, I rea
England x Reader - Magic Mirror"Arthur."England x Reader - Magic Mirror1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"I said no, (y/n)."
"Come on! Don't be mad, I didn't mean what I said!" You looked at your friend, Arthur, in front of you, who was pouting.
"Lie. You don't believe in my magic," he said as he gave you a childish glare.
You sighed. "I do believe in your magic Arthur!" You looked him in the eyes.
"No you don't!" He said.
"All right maybe I don't.." You began, as Arthur lifted an 'eyebrow'. "But you haven't proved it to me either, so you can't expect me to believe you, can you Arthur?" You as as you smirked a little while you looked at him.
"That is true," he said as he looked at you. "But how do you want me to prove it?" He said looking at you.
"I don't know? Just do something with magic, I guess?"
Arthur sighed after you had answered, and got up from his chair. He walked over to his mirror, as made a move with his hand, as if he wanted you to come.
You walked over beside him, and looked at you two in the mirror.
Arthur with his blonde messy locks, and br
America x Catholic Reader - Don't Screw It UpAmerica x Catholic Reader - Don't Screw It Up1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
America x Catholic Reader – Don’t Screw It Up
Dressed in a long white gown, you stood next to your soon-to-be-husband. A large smile spread across your lips as you turned towards the priest to begin the extremely long part of the ceremony. But before the priest was even able to utter a word, your father beat him to it.
“Alfred Jones,” he began, voice booming and echoing around the tall church walls, successfully grabbing everyone’s attention. The churchgoers quieted down and waited to hear what he had to say. Looking over your shoulder, you cocked an eyebrow at your father wondering why he wasn't sitting down already. “I want to tell you a story.” Oh…apparently that was why. And with that statement, the whole congregation started to laugh. You mentally face-palmed as you shot your dad an incredulous look.
“Dad, of all times
Compliments of the Cafe - France x ReaderOn Easter Sunday, just before heading to church, Francis decided to grab a bite to eat. It was a beautiful day outside, so he proposed to enjoy the weather by going to a nearby café and eating his breakfast while surrounded by fresh air.Compliments of the Cafe - France x Reader1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Everything was going delightfully as he’d hoped. He ordered a freshly baked muffin with some slightly sweetened coffee on the side. There wasn’t even a wink of a person anywhere near the diner…that is except for the two girls gaily jumping around to different tables indoors, clearly taking advantage of the fact that no one was there to feel annoyed by their actions. Upon noticing the one with (l/h) (c/h) hair, Francis suddenly became mildly interested with sitting indoors…for observation purposes of course.
As time ticked by, Francis noticed that the girls finally settled on a table in the corner. They drank their beverages in a dainty, yet vigorous manner causing Francis to inwardly chuc
(Punk!England X Reader) Three Minutes Clapping(Punk!England X Reader) Three Minutes Clapping1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Songfic~ Happy Easter Everyone!
~ ~ ~ Three Minutes Clapping ~ ~ ~
(Punk!England X Reader)
Until this time is up
I'll never give this up
It was a beautiful day in the park, and (Name) stood on a bench, a sketchpad on her hands. She tapped the pencil on her chin in thought. She was thinking what to draw next. (Name) had an amazing drawing talent. She would dedicate her life by just drawing. She had been practicing from a young age, trying her best to improve. She mostly sketched up scenery from the park, such as the peaceful atmosphere, the trees, the flowers...
Everything about parks inspired (Name)'s drawings. She then began drawing the sketch of the scenery first, to choose a viewpoint, and light source for shading. (Name)'s dream, was to become a talented artist one day.
She sighed, as she finished to sketch just a couple of bushes, and trees. She placed her sketchpad aside, only to h
EnglandxReader: Who Wouldn't Love You? (Sequel)~~~~Arthur's POV~~~~EnglandxReader: Who Wouldn't Love You? (Sequel)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"Fine..... What do you want me to do, you bloody wine-freak? and by the way...... T-thank you for..... uhmm..... helping me...." I said thanking him for what he had done.
"Oi, you can thank me by stop calling onii-san like that, but the deal is still on, honhonhonhon." he said while laughing his signature laugh.
"You shall shave your eyebrows until I see only one pair of brows on your face, Angleterre~~." he said enjoying my pain.
"I ABSOLUTELY REFUSE!" I say, neglecting his request.
"Well then, how about act like Alfred for a week then~~?" Francis said, still thinking of another one in case that I still refuse.
"And act all like ungentlemanly for a week? No!" I, refused once again.
"What kind of deal is this, Anglettere?! Just pick from the two choices, mon ami. Act like a Alfred for a week or shave your caterpillar-like eyebrows?" Francis, making me want to choose.
"Ughhh......." I moaned, wanting to get out of the deal real quick.
"Aha! How about this the
EnglandxReader: Mittens “Achoo!”EnglandxReader: Mittens2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“(Name), are you alright? Is it too cold outside?” the British man asked.
“Y-yeah,” she replied nasally, hugging her body as they continued to walk back to their homes.
“I told you, didn’t I? A thin jacket like that won’t do. You need a thicker one.”
“It’s not my arms or body that’s the problem, Arthur. My hands are really cold, that’s all.” She blew on them with hot breath.
Arthur look at her hands, looked at his mitten-covered hands, then back ahead of them. “Is that so?” He thought for a second and an idea came. “Here, give me your right hand.”
Curiously, she did so as Arthur removed his right mitten and put it on hers, receiving a smile from (Name). “Thanks, Arthur that helps a bit.”
“Wait, your left hand is still cold, isn’t it?” He clasped his bare right hand with her left, lacing their fingers. “There. Does that h
FACE FamilyXReader - The Annual Family CampFACE FamilyXReader - The Annual Family Camp1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"Change it back to that other station!"
"I will do no such thing!"
"Hey, what about the station with the awesome. . ."
"Guys," Matthew said to capture everyone's attention, but there was no such luck.
"Guuyyys," you whined. "Shut up! Matthew has something to say. In fact he's been trying to for a while now." Everyone became silent and looked at you.
"Thank you (name)," Matthew smiled. "Like I was trying to say before, we're going out of range in a minute so there's no use arguing about the station."
"Well we can play my playlist of awesome songs which are perfect for road trips!" Alfred cheered and began to grab out his phone.
"No!" Arthur and Francis said in unison.
You were currently in the car with your friends Arthur, Alfred, Francis and Matthew who had decided to take you on their annual family camping trip. They disappeared for a weekend every year and when they came back, well nothing changed between them. You didn’t really see the point if they weren’t going t
England x Sister!Reader: Gay or British?England x Sister!Reader: Gay or British?1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Why do you keep staring at me?"
"Because," [First] [Last] said, stretching out the word. Eyes narrowed, she stared at Arthur Kirkland. "I see you hanging out with a bunch of. . . guys."
Arthur is a man with messy blonde hair and emerald eyes. He proclaims himself as a gentleman, but his language when he's angry goes against it. Right now he was sitting at a table at a cafe with a newspaper in hand.
[First] is the a younger sister that uses vulgar language from time to time. She was a little strange to others, for she plays some video games like Call of Duty, or Pokemon. She had [h/c] hair that was usually shiny, and [e/c] eyes that were currently scrutinized at Arthur.
Two cups laid on the white fabric of the table. Arthur had specifically ordered earl grey tea, while [First] asked for [drink]. Francis Bonnefoy was the owner of this cafe, in whic
(England x Reader) - Coffee Shop(England x Reader) - Coffee Shop10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a rainy day in London, per the usual, but you weren't complaining. You currently sat in a Starbucks shop, in the farthest corner might you add, with your favorite novel in your hands. You weren't really one for drinking coffee, but you came for the atmosphere. You couldn't explain it, but apparently the coffee shop provided excellent mood and ambiance for a good book.
But the atmosphere wasn't the only thing you came for.
There was a really, really, REALLY cute guy who worked there. He was tall and thin, with shaggy blonde hair and stunning green eyes. His eyebrows were a bit over-sized, but you thought that was adorable. His name was Arthur, if you remember correctly, Arthur Kirkland. Rumors spread about him rather quickly, some saying he was the personification of England itself (but like you were going to believe that!). He worked every Friday, so when you had the time, you would visit the Starbucks and sit in the corner everyday, pretending to read while secretly staring at
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
A picture of us. || England x Reader.A picture of us. || England x Reader.2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
【 Take a picture! It lasts longer. 】
What do you like about photography?
Those were the question that people would ask [Name] quite often.
But she would shrug, and would always tell them the same answer: “It's just my hobby.”
But to tell the truth - [Name] actually didn't know how she became so intrigued about photography. Never in her entire life she would have guessed, that photography was something she enjoyed the most - something that lead her life a better and happy way.
[Name] walked along the park; admiring the scenery. What she enjoyed about being a photographer was that you can capture the beauty in life. Was that, perhaps, why she liked photography so much?
Or was it because it was a way for [Name] to see the world better through the lens and presenting it to others?
No, it wasn't.
It didn't feel right - it obviously wasn't the correct answer to her question that would probably remain answerless.
Her [e/c] eyes trailed tow
England x Reader: 2 A.M. AdventuresArthur was at your door, knocking furiously. You called and asked him to come over, which he would have been happy to do if it wasn't 2 in the morning. He came anyways, but was growing impatient due to the fact that you weren't answering the door. He then tried turning the doorknob to find it unlocked.England x Reader: 2 A.M. Adventures1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"Really isn't safe to leave your door open like that," Arthur said loudly, walking in to your house. There was no response.
"______?" he asked, a bit concerned now. He then started looking in every room only to find no one was home. As he got to the kitchen, sighing in defeat, he looked out the window to your backyard to find you lying out there.
"What the bloody hell are you doing out here at 2 in the morning?" he asked from the door of the house. You look up, not really wanting to move so your view was upside down.
"Fly fishing," you said, smirking a bit. He didn't seem happy about your joke. "Actually I'm staring at the sky," you continued, averting your gaze back up, "it looks
The Ugly Pink Sweater (England X Reader)The Ugly Pink Sweater (England X Reader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
The Ugly Pink Sweater (England X Reader)
A/N: Sooo yeah, this another England x reader one-shot kind of thing... I just can't help myself he's just so fun to write with!! I mean who wouldn't want to write about his emerald green eyes, his brushy eyebrows, his shaggy blond hair... *daydreams*
Eng: Hey!! Are you daydreaming about me again??
Me: *Snaps back to reality* Whaaat!? N-Nooo... *Swats air* I wasn't doing that at aaall...
Eng: *raises an eyebrow while crossing arms* Oh, yeah sure... just get on with this already...
Me: Ooooh, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today... *snickers*
Eng: *blushes* Did not!!
Me: Suuuure... *rolls eyes only to giggle*
Eng: *sighs while shaking head* Bloody Americans...
Me: Yup!! That's me!! *jumps in the air only to cause him to shake his head even more with a small smile*
Aaaanyways, lol XD I hope you'll enjoy this little one-shot reader-insert!! I'll just go annoy England a little bit more *waggles eyebrows* Byes!! *runs off onl
England x Reader~ PerfectEngland x Reader~ Perfect11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
The capital of England, London, was busy as ever. Double-decker busses ran through the streets, picking up tourists and bringing them around the beautiful city. Kids were running around in nearby parks, playing tag or hide-and-seek, without a care in the world. Groups of friends populated the nearby Cafés. Some people walked alone.
Amongst these many souls was (y/n) (l/n). A beautiful girl with (long/short) (curly/wavy/straight) (h/c) hair, (y/n) had moved to England for her studies, in the hope of becoming an author. Since many talented authors lived in England, she had decided to take classes there, with the money she had gotten from her family and herself.
The classes were going well, though the homework amount was almost impossible.
Sighing at a pile of homework left on her desk, (y/n) decided to get it over with, so she could at least have some time later to admire London and go sightseeing.
So the girl opened the door, putting on a leather jacket since it was spring, and hea
Just admit it. England x ReaderJust admit it. England x Reader1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
〖 i won't say i'm in love. 〗
“Do.. Do you fancy him?”
[Name] looked beside her friend, Annelise, and arched a brow towards her. “What? Who? You need to be more specific than that, Anne. There are tons of boys here at Hogwarts. You could be talking about someone else.”
“Don't play silly games with me, [Name].” she said, her voice calming and gentle as ever. Though, [Name] could have sworn she heard a tint of sarcasm in her voice. What nerve she has. Going around merrily and cheery towards others whilst the girl herself was actually a bloody pain in arse! “I'm talking about Arthur, of course. Who else?”
At this, she stopped at the mention of her friend's name. “Arthur? You mean, Arthur Kirkland? We're just friends. What made you think that I fancy him? More further, what made you think we were.. together?”
Annelise shrugged her shoulders loosely. “I could tell you a hundred
Hasty Confessions: England X ReaderCalloused fingers traced down her sides, evenly trimmed nails digging into her in an unsteady pattern. She wanted to run, her defenses going up as his hands surrounded her, pulling her by her hips back into his arms and against his strong frame. A shudder ran through her as his lips found her neck, dark promises whispering on his breath. Her eyes fluttered, she trying to keep (e/c) eyes from dilating and giving away her thoughts, along with her desire for those promises to be fulfilled. She bit her lip, her breathing becoming shallow as his thumb teased her hip, edging closer to a place he knew could make her fall to pieces. She growled slightly, the sound nearly silent and causing his lips to turn upward in the slightest of smirks.Hasty Confessions: England X Reader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Is there a problem?” She could hear the playful tease on his voice, and it was impossible to not picture the glint in his emerald eyes. Her own narrowed, a huff of frustration passing her partially open lips.
EnglandXReader: It Was an Accident!EnglandXReader: It Was an Accident!1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
The school bell rang, ending yet another infuriating day of classes. You didn't understand why Germany was requiring everyone to attend high school classes on top of everything else you had to do. Some of the countries could hardly pass themselves off as high schoolers, like Austria and China. China always complained he was 'too old' and Austria was disgusted by the unrefined behavior of today's teenagers. Not to mention looks, most countries looked at least in their 20's.
Still, you could pull it off. You had (h/l/s/c) hair and sparkling (e/c) eyes. You didn't look as aged as some of the others, so you easily passed off as sixteen.
You sighed as you stood up, now you needed to get home, and after that make your way to the UN meeting on time. Like that was going to happen, it never did. You were always at least ten minutes late to every meeting because travel distances and time just didn't match up.
Taking a step outside the classroom, a
Screwing Gravity (England X Reader)Screwing Gravity (England X Reader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Screwing Gravity: (England X Reader)
A/N: Hiya!! Here's yet another reader-chan insert!! I think I'm getting addicted to writing these XD but I just came with this idea for this plot line but I'm not sure if I should continue it soooo I'm going to leave it up to you guys!! If you want me to continue this don't be afraid to comment about it or just say something because I would LOVE to hear your comments/ideas!!
Please don't be afraid to comment and/or fav!! Thank yous!!
“Caaarmen!!” You whined while tipping your head back over the couch. “Where’s the popcooorn??”
“I’m coming, I’m coming…” You heard a small amused groan as well as her footsteps coming back from the kitchen. In fact, you were spending the night at her house since it was the weekend and both of you were dying to see Frozen again. Yeah, it was a Disney movie but it was pretty awesome at that and who wouldn’t m
Tea Shop (England x Reader)Tea Shop (England x Reader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You took your first step out onto the damp pavement and took a deep breath. Time to make the most of your first day in London.
You moved to London for a change in scenery really. that was just about the only reason you moved. So now, you were going to walk around the neighborhood.
But it wasn’t long before you didn’t know where you ended up.
“Great, now I can’t find my way home.” You muttered to yourself angrily. And just to make sure you were extra happy, It started raining.
You quickly ran for cover by a covered entrance way of a tea shop.
… I could go for some tea right now. You thought as you entered the building and a little “ting” from the bell.
“Just a moment!” You heard a male voice call from the back.
You sat yourself down in a chair set up by the window. peering out to see the rain harshly meet their doom.
You then heard feet rush over to you. “Sorry it took so long, poppet.” You looked over to see a blo